Chapter 80 Hob Meat

Chapter 80 Hob Meat

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Jiang Yuan pushed open the door of the police dog squadron and heard Da Zhuang greeting him excitedly.

As for the six criminal squadron policemen working in the hospital, they were still busy with their heads down, without even raising their heads.

Because there was too much evidence involved in the tobacco shop robbery and stolen goods cases, under the coordination of the team leader Huang Qiangmin, the Criminal Division Squadron simply went to the Police Dog Squadron to handle the case. After the evidence was fixed and what should be photographed and what should be extracted was completed, they would return office.

Jiang Yuan came directly to work at the police dog squadron these two days.

Da Zhuang was very happy because of this. He waited for Jiang Yuan every day and screamed loudly when he came.

Jiang Yuan nodded his head silently and praised: "You are sensible, I will give you two more pieces of chicken drumsticks later."

"You can't feed it too much. I've recently increased my training volume and managed to maintain my figure." Li Li came out after hearing Da Zhuang's cry.

Jiang Yuan looked at Li Li. Indeed, when it comes to maintaining her figure, Li Li is definitely the leader in the criminal police brigade, that is, in terms of keeping herself strong...

"You ate that big chicken leg again and forgot to refill it?" Jiang Yuan made an accurate judgment.

The corners of Li Li's and Da Zhuang's eyes drooped a little at the same time, and then they said, "Your colleagues also ate it."

Jiang Yuan touched Da Zhuang's head again and sighed: "It's okay. Let's get more beef and eggs. They will be equally delicious."

The loud "woof" fully reflects the confidence in Jiang Yuan, the complaints about Li Li, the expectations for Gou Sheng, the worries about the collective turn of human society, the vigilance about the development of the capital world, and the future of the technology industry. Uncertainty, confusion and uneasiness about the modern financial system, and understanding and judgment of the international situation.

Jiang Yuan patted his strong head again, walked into the courtyard, and saw a row of people who were all bowed down.

"How did you do?" Jiang Yuan asked the youngest Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong said "En", fully reflecting the boundaries of his ability, and said: "It's almost done, just two more days."

"Not bad, thank you for your hard work. I'll get you something to eat." Jiang Yuan's mood was quite high.

With so many fingerprints put into the database this time, they are all highly related to the stolen goods case, and the possibility of uncovering more cases is very high.

Of course, all the policemen in the Criminal Division Squadron can see this, so they work so hard.

Jiang Yuan seriously cooked a meal for everyone, ate it together with Rottweiler, and also worked together.

In recent days, the criminal police brigade has been filled with police officers working overtime.

Concepts such as 996 are not worth mentioning in the grassroots police stations. They just have no right to speak and are not even allowed to speak to the outside world, so they are not known to anyone.

During the period when major Internet companies have stopped 996, the phenomenon of 996 in police stations will only increase.

Criminals don't have Sundays, so the police have to devote the entire weekend.

The same goes for this robbery. The three of them patted their heads and decided to shave their heads together. The three of them patted their heads and decided to rob a cigarette shop together.

And every time they slap the head, it adds another layer of workload to the criminal police team handling the case.

Especially when they refuse to explain, the police handling the case can be said to be pressed for time and have a heavy task.

Huang Qiangmin, the captain of the Criminal Police Brigade, also appears in the big office every day, to the point where he asks three questions a day.

The pressure brought by this kind of attention has reached its extreme. Even Huang Qiangmin no longer has time to hang out in the Criminal Division Squadron on the fourth floor. Instead, Huang Qiangmin's "speech" can be heard from time to time on the first and second floors of the office building. .

"If you can't find it, don't come back to see me!"

"Continue the interrogation. Why are you asking me? Your confession must be verified at any time!"

"I'm destined to go to jail for sure, so why should I be stubborn? Is being stubborn useful?"

What Huang Qiangmin was most angry about was that the three bald robbers were obviously dead, but they still refused to confess.

In this situation, at the grassroots police station, people always feel that they have not done their best.

It was a familiar reporter who took pictures with his camera. He put down the camera and said: "I remember during the previous interview, after the criminal suspect fully confessed, he cried bitterly and it was very beautiful. Why don't we take a group of photos of this kind of repentance... …”

Huang Qiangmin knew what the reporter wanted, which was the kind of scene in film and television dramas where he admits his mistakes and regrets at the very end.

After all, the significance of social education begins with introspection.

But looking at the few meats on the hob in front of him, Huang Qiangmin said helplessly: "It's because it's rare to encounter this kind of situation, so I was interviewed. Normal criminals will usually make various excuses and are unwilling to admit Criminal.”

"Can these people admit their crimes today?" the reporter asked, not satisfied with the criminal police captain's answer.

Huang Qiangmin shook his head and said: "I don't know yet. I'm asking you this time because the stolen goods sale case itself is not small. It is quite large in scale and involves many provinces across the country. The number of current and backlogged cases will not be small. It's worth it. reported.”

"As long as you say yes." The reporter looked like he was following the instructions.

Huang Qiangmin could only smile reluctantly. He even felt that there was ridicule on the reporter's face?

But that’s what it’s like when meeting outsiders. It seems that if the suspect does not confess, there will always be doubts. There are intellectuals who are able to break through their psychological defenses in just a few words, but like idiots who engage in robbery, it’s hard to say whether they have any psychological defenses...

Boom boom.

Jiang Yuan knocked on the door and came in.

Huang Qiangmin's face was tense. When he turned around and saw Jiang Yuan, his face also improved by 2 degrees. He asked kindly: "Jiang Yuan, how are you?"

"We have processed the evidence, and preliminary statistics show that the stolen goods were involved in at least 20 cases..." Jiang Yuan said simply, but the content was heavy enough.

Huang Qiangmin misunderstood a little, thinking that Jiang Yuan only scanned a few fingerprints, and said: "The cases involved in the sale of stolen goods are still worth digging into... Well, you put the file down first, and I will sign it later."

Jiang Yuan also had a slight misunderstanding. He thought Huang Qiangmin wanted to handle it on the spot and assign tasks on the spot. Huang Qiangmin would do this almost once a month, turning his office into a conference room and chatting like a case analysis meeting with a wave of his hand. It can be said to be a very impressive and classy workplace performance.

"Wait a minute, I'll bring him over." Jiang Yuan saw the reporter holding a big camera next to the team leader Huang Qiangmin. He just thought that Comrade Huang Qiangmin was trying to be cool, so he called upstairs without any surprise.

After a while, a row of seven or eight policemen from the Criminal Division Squadron, each holding one or two large boxes, stood in front of Huang Qiangmin as if they had just been fired, and stacked the cardboard boxes again.

Turning around, everyone wanted to go back to carry it again.

Huang Qiangmin was quickly stopped and asked: "This is..."

"These are extracted from stolen goods and can identify criminal suspects." Jiang Yuan waved his hand, feeling tired and relaxed, and said: "There are 22 cases in total, and there may be six to ten groups of suspects... …”

Questions began to rise in Huang Qiangmin's mind:

"Suspect? New suspect?"

"right."

"twenty two?"

"Groups 8 to 11."

Huang Qiangmin finally understood. He picked up a file and looked at it. The corners of his mouth turned up at 90 degrees. In a trance, it also gives people a sense of solidity like an old crocodile.

"The suspect you found through stolen goods?" Huang Qiangmin asked, struggling with the case handling process.

Jiang Yuan nodded and said: "What I have observed is that many criminal suspects are more cautious before and after theft. They will relax only when the stolen goods are sold. At this time, the probability of leaving fingerprints is greater. However, , there are indeed a lot of matching results obtained through comparison, I don’t know if there are enough manpower..."

"That's enough, I'll borrow it." Huang Qiangmin gritted his teeth and glanced at the reporter. After he set up the camera, he made a vicious expression and said, "The cases strung together are like signatures on a barbecue skewer. Meat, we just have to bite hard.”

The reporter took out his notebook, wrote two paragraphs, and then clapped his hands: "Well said, Team Huang's words, I think this can be polished a little more..."

Huang Qiangmin nodded cheerfully, and then shouted at the top of his lungs until the phone call came through:

"Old Liu, it's time to pay back what you owe me."

"Old Wang, you owe me."

"Lao Zhu, you owe me...oh, I owe you, that's okay, you can do what you want."