Chapter 80: Rolling Meat

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

As for the six police officers of the criminal department squadron working in the hospital, they were still busy with their heads down, without raising their heads.

Because there were too many evidences involved in the tobacco shop robbery and the stolen goods case, under the coordination of the captain Huang Qiangmin, the criminal department squadron simply went to the police dog squadron to handle the case. After the evidence was fixed and the photos and extractions were done, they returned to the office.

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

Da Zhuang was also very happy because of this. He seemed to be waiting for Jiang Yuan every day and barked loudly when he came.

Jiang Yuan quietly stroked the Rottweiler's head and praised: "You are sensible. I will give you two more chicken legs later."

"You can't feed it too much. I have increased the amount of training recently, so I can barely maintain my figure." Li Li also heard Da Zhuang's barking and came out.

Jiang Yuan looked at Li Li. Indeed, when it comes to maintaining a good figure, Li Li is definitely the best in the criminal police brigade, especially in terms of raising Da Zhuang...

"You ate Da Zhuang's chicken legs again and forgot to feed him?" Jiang Yuan made an accurate judgment.

The corners of Li Li and Da Zhuang's eyes drooped at the same time, and then said: "Your colleague ate it too."

Jiang Yuan touched Da Zhuang's head again and sighed: "It's okay, let's get more beef and eggs, it's just as delicious."

Da Zhuang's "woof" fully reflects his confidence in Jiang Yuan, his complaints about Li Li, his expectations for his dog life, his worries about the collective shift of human society, his vigilance about the development of the capital world, his uncertainty about the future of the science and technology industry, his confusion and uneasiness about the modern financial system, and his cognition and judgment of the international situation.

Jiang Yuan patted Da Zhuang's head again and walked into the yard, and saw a row of people bending over and bowing their heads.

"How is it going?" Jiang Yuan asked the youngest Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong said "yeah", which fully reflected the limit of his ability, and said: "It's almost done, two more days."

"Not bad, not bad, thank you for your hard work, I'll make something for everyone." Jiang Yuan was in high spirits.

This time, so many fingerprints were stored in the database, all of which were highly related to the case of selling stolen goods, and the possibility of digging out more cases from this is very high.

Of course, the police officers of the Criminal Division Squadron can see this, so they are all working so hard.

Jiang Yuan carefully prepared a meal for everyone, and after eating with Rowena, he also worked with them.

In recent days, the Criminal Police Brigade is full of police officers who work overtime.

The concept of 996 is not worth mentioning in grassroots police stations. It's nothing more than having no say, and even not being allowed to speak to the outside world, and it's unknown.

During the period when major Internet companies stopped 996 one after another, the 996 phenomenon in the police station will only increase.

Criminals have no Sundays, so the police have to devote the whole weekend.

The same is true for this robbery case. 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 tobacco shop together.

And every time they patted their heads, they added a heavy workload to the criminal police team.

Especially when they refused to confess, the police officers in charge of the case could be said to be under time pressure and heavy tasks.

Huang Qiangmin, the captain of the criminal police team, also appeared in the big office every day, and asked three questions a day.

The pressure brought by this kind of attention was so extreme that Huang Qiangmin had no time to hang out in the criminal department squadron on the fourth floor. Instead, Huang Qiangmin's "speech" could be heard from time to time on the first and second floors of the office building.

"Don't come back to see me if you can't find it!"

"Continue the interrogation, why ask me? The confession must be verified at any time!"

"It's a foregone conclusion that you're going to jail, why are you still stubborn? Is stubbornness useful?"

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

This kind of situation always gives people a feeling of incomplete success in grassroots police stations.

Even the familiar reporter, holding the camera to take pictures, put down the camera and said: "I remember that in the past interviews, after the criminal suspects confessed completely, they cried bitterly and looked very beautiful. Should we take a group of such repentant photos..."

Huang Qiangmin knew what the reporter wanted, that is, the scene in the film and television dramas where the suspects admitted their mistakes and repented at the very end.

After all, the significance of social education should start with reflection.

But for the few stubborn people in front of him, Huang Qiangmin said helplessly: "It is because it is rare to encounter such a situation, so I was interviewed. Normal criminals usually make all kinds of excuses and are unwilling to admit their crimes."

"Then can these people admit their crimes today?" The reporter asked, not satisfied with the answer of the criminal police captain.

Huang Qiangmin shook his head and said: "I don't know yet. This time I invited you because the case of selling stolen goods is not small in itself, and the scale is quite large. It involves many provinces across the country, and the number of current and backlog cases is not small. It is worth reporting."

"Whatever you say, it's fine." The reporter looked like he was following instructions.

Huang Qiangmin could only force a smile. He even felt that there was a mockery on the reporter's face.

But it was like this when meeting an outsider. It was as if there would always be doubts if the suspect did not confess. There were intellectuals whose psychological defenses were broken after just a few words, but it was hard to say whether stupid robbers had any psychological defenses...

Knock, knock.

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, I think this paragraph of Team Huang can be polished a little more..."

Huang Qiangmin nodded happily. He didn't shout 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."