Chapter 752 On-Site Inspection
"Are they so casual?" Chen Chuan took a quick step, like a shy elementary school student, and whispered behind Chen Shu.
After all, it was a murder scene. Although there was a possibility of suicide, it was against the rules to let other police officers from other provinces come in.
And with the idea of helping Huang Mao, Chen Shu didn't care about these details.
"I carried a gun for our country more than ten years ago." It is estimated that he heard Chen Chuan's muttering, and the old Tang who was walking in front turned around and talked about his past as a soldier with a smile, "I have never met my own people in the unit, and I have a lot of stories but no one to talk to."
Is that so? No wonder they were so enthusiastic when they said that Huang Mao's family was coming!
Huang Mao and Zhu Yiba were retired from the border armed police. In Yunnan Province, a border province of China, adjacent to the Golden Triangle, which is known as the most dangerous in the world, they are of course particularly close.
Chen Shu did not break through this thin veil to explain that he was a student who graduated from the police academy. He helped Huang Mao keep such a master, so that he would have a place to go in the future.
Chen Shu and Huang Mao had several brief exchanges. Although it was just a few words, it was enough to make him sure that according to the other party's personality, he was indeed not suitable for front-line criminal investigation work. He and Huang Mao's captain agreed on this point.
But people with such simple personalities are quite suitable for technology.
Thinking about it this way, the criminal department in the public security system is the best place for Huang Mao. There are technical masters with bad tempers in that place, and everyone is used to coaxing them to work. There is no deliberate difficulty and isolation.
"Captain Chen! Waiting for you!" Huang Mao, who was originally in the room, saw Chen Shu come in and shouted enthusiastically and expectantly.
Chen Shu smiled. It was probably because of Zhu Yiba that Huang Mao was very enthusiastic and trusting of Chen Shu. I guess he trusted his platoon leader very much back then.
After entering the room, Chen Shu exchanged a few words with Old Tang and found that this forensic doctor had basically not been involved in the field of traces. He could understand the general things, but it was impossible for him to go down and investigate and estimate it personally.
It seems that the forensic doctors in the southwest border of China and the forensic doctors in the east coastal areas have the same status within the system, and they are all ancestors and uncles.
"The toes are pointing to the ground, which should be suicide." Old Tang glanced at the body that Chen Shu had placed on the side and concluded.
Hearing this, the yellow-haired man, who had been worried, breathed a sigh of relief.
After a person dies, the body will become hard and the feet will be fixed. If the person lies on the ground when he dies, the toes will point to the ceiling. At this time, if he is hung up again, the stiff toes should be parallel to the ground.
For people who commit suicide by hanging, because they can't use their strength when they hang themselves, their toes will naturally droop, so shortly after death, the toes of the body are still pointing to the ground.
Chen Shu agreed with Old Tang's statement, but according to the procedure, the on-site inspection should be carried out again.
Chen Shu was worried about leaving it to Huang Mao, so he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to inspect it himself, which was also the original idea of Lao Tang to invite him in.
He asked Huang Mao to send someone to take the investigation box from the trunk of the police car upstairs, and then started to work.
It was almost an hour after arriving at the scene, and Huang Mao still threw the investigation box in the car. Chen Shu was really worried about letting this kid go.
Chen Shu first closed the door, then turned off the lights in the room, and then turned on the footprint light. Using the principle of light emission, he took pictures of the many shoe prints in the room one by one.
In this process, Chen Shu was not only an investigator, but also a teacher, teaching Huang Mao several simple and necessary on-site inspection actions on the spot.
Because the room was not large, many shoe prints overlapped. As a hotel guest room, there were many guests coming and going, so the investigation value was not high.
However, this was one of the investigation processes, and Chen Shu had already engraved it in his bones.
Sometimes, unexpected surprises, or even the key to solving a case, often appear in this unnoticed corner.
Although he has never worked in the criminal investigation brigade, Chen Shu has handled cases in the station for so many years and has learned some simple investigation techniques.
Sometimes, if there are no obvious signs of damage, blood, sweat and other valuable trace evidence at the scene, the criminal department will directly let the police officers from the police station to inspect the scene.
As the number one in the overall strike, Chen Shu is the best one among them. When the criminal department is too busy to come, he will personally extract fingerprints and take photos of the scene.
Why do we say that there are thousands of threads above and only one needle below?
Grassroots work is complicated. It is necessary to implement various policies of different superior agencies, and then to execute and complete their own work. This is a true portrayal of the police officers in the police station holding multiple positions.
For example, the Criminal Investigation Brigade will push criminal cases such as robbery, arson, etc. to the police stations in the jurisdiction for handling, and will specify a criminal detention quota every month; the Public Security Brigade, the same as above, also has a quota for fines and confiscations; the Economic Investigation Brigade, the same as above, has a criminal detention quota for property-related cases; the Anti-drug Brigade, the same as above, has a quota for compulsory detoxification and drug addicts.
The business brigade of the branch, to put it nicely, plays a role in guiding business, but in practice, it is to issue quotas and tasks to the police stations, and then do nothing but wait for statistics and summaries at the end of the month.
Therefore, the police who have worked in the police station basically know a little bit about everything.
Maybe they are not as thorough as the masters of the business teams in terms of professional knowledge, but the police officers in the police station can still wield a few axes to some extent, and they are truly know-it-alls.
While Chen Shu was working, he also observed Lao Tang and Huang Mao.
Lao Tang was very calm. As a forensic doctor, he must have seen too many corpses, just like the masters in the slaughterhouse who have seen too many big pigs chopped into pieces. He was very calm.
On the other hand, Huang Mao seemed much more embarrassed. He looked very busy at the scene, but he might not even know what he was busy with.
"Huang Mao, help me hold this footprint light." Chen Shu couldn't bear it and said.
After receiving Chen Shu's instructions, Huang Mao was obviously relieved, and quickly came over to take over the footprint light and carefully set it up.
After taking the photos, Chen Shu collected the things in the room one by one and put them in a transparent evidence bag, such as toothbrushes, tea cups, and used toilet paper towels in the toilet.
Things like toothbrushes and toilet paper look disgusting, but they are actually sharp tools for collecting evidence. They all have DNA from people who have used them, so you can find them accurately.
Interestingly, a cigarette butt was found under the toilet countertop, as if someone had smoked a cigarette while taking a dump and then threw it away after smoking it.
The deceased was a woman, so it was unlikely that she smoked.
If this thing is found accurately, it is equivalent to the murderer actively providing his ID card to the police.
The above are all basic operations, with no difficulty or skills, just be more careful.
However, the yellow-haired man standing next to him was very excited. The moment he saw the cigarette butt, he directly concluded that there was a male person at the scene, and this male must be the murderer.
Chen Shu was calm, but when he saw the cigarette butt, he suddenly thought of Zhang Yang for some reason. He didn't know if she would sit on the toilet like him and smoke to relieve her worries when she was under great pressure.
Shaking his head, Chen Shu refocused his attention on the scene.
As a provincial department, the courtyard of the Yunnan Provincial Public Security Bureau is solemn and elegant, at least that's what Ma Rongcheng, who has worked here for a year, thinks.
From the gate to the entrance of the building, there is a distance of more than 200 meters. Except for a highly automated circular fountain, there is almost nothing else that can distract his attention. Only the sizzling sound of water and the majesty brought by the wide venue are left.
Walking on this corridor of power, Ma Rongcheng, who has been going back and forth countless times, can only hear his own heartbeat. This feeling makes people a little addicted.
Of course, don't be blinded by these magnificent buildings. At present, the establishment of the entire Yunnan Provincial Department is only six or seven hundred, which is the result of years of hard work.
After being divided among leaders at all levels and administrative personnel who maintain the normal operation of the provincial public security system, there are actually not many people left at the specific business level.
This is also why the work of the provincial department is mostly of a guiding nature. The reason is here. There is really no extra pit to accommodate the guys who do business.
Therefore, in addition to the high-tech equipment and absolute authority to use that far exceeds that of the prefecture-level and county-level public security bureaus, most of the guidance groups from the provincial departments are basically not as professional as those at the local level.
However, the bigwigs in the department still have a way, that is, to transfer "animals" from the lower-level city and county public security bureaus. This kind of transfer is not with a staff, it is purely for work, and when the time is up, the animals have to go back to their original units obediently.
This is not only an optimal allocation of human resources, but also an absurd comedy about human nature, fantasy and reality.
However, this approach is a way to kill two birds with one stone. It not only solves the problem of staff shortage in the provincial department, but also gives the grassroots friends the opportunity to come up to a place higher than their circle and breathe a different air.
Although, this air is basically mixed with the dust of documents and the pain of overtime.
The most ruthless part of this trick is that those cattle and horses who have briefly enjoyed the high-level air of the provincial department will naturally promote the beauty of the provincial department through their mouths after returning to the grassroots.
Therefore, there will still be many grassroots police officers rushing over in the future.
Most of them are young people, such as those who are full of enthusiasm and ready to do something big, those who come to the higher-level departments with not-so-pure purposes to get to know the leaders, those who think they have a chance to stay in the provincial department, and some who just want to escape from the grassroots police station to take a breath.
However, no matter what their purpose is, they will eventually face a cruel reality.
In the provincial department, unless the establishment is implemented, they are still animals, just changing to a more advanced pasture.
However, some middle-aged people who have seen through the secular world still like the provincial department. At least working here, they don’t have to stay up late on duty, and their food and accommodation are served by a special high-end property company. The chef of the canteen of the provincial department is said to be invited from a five-star hotel.
Ma Rongcheng is like this. In order to avoid endless housework and tutoring homework for children after dinner, oh, by the way, there is also the need to pick up and drop off children to cram school on weekends, etc., he resolutely accepted the transfer from the local branch to the Yunnan Provincial Department.
This year, he joined a special task force for an anti-fraud project, and his main task was to target several companies in the KK Park in Myanmar.
Doesn’t it sound very high-end?
But in fact, unlike the case investigators working on the front lines abroad, the task force stayed at the provincial department and others to do their daily work. They mostly drank tea and chatted in the office, and occasionally handled case files. Everyone is more discussing how to be promoted and how to strive for more power, but specific business skills are not valued as much as outsiders think.
As long as there are people in the place, they will definitely be divided into celestial beings and oxen.
In the office, as soon as Ma Rongcheng sat down, he heard several colleagues who had arrived earlier discussing a murder case that had just occurred in the provincial capital. They said that a naked female body was found in a hotel with no trace of hair on her body. After initial investigation, it turned out that It was discovered that it was a secret room murder.
"Murder in a secret room? You've read too many movies and novels." Ma Rongcheng, who has a background in handling cases at the grassroots level, muttered in a low voice, shaking his head and having a different scorn for these colleagues who have a department staff and only know how to discuss cases in the office.
Of course, Ma Rongcheng himself would not think that this was a kind of jealousy towards them, just like when they faced Ma Rongcheng who was recruited from the grassroots level just to work, they had a sense of pride BUFF.
Ma Rongcheng smoked a cigarette and listened to the gossip of his colleagues. He thought to himself that it was still comfortable in the hall. If he was in the branch now, there would be no time for small talk in the office.
At 8:30 in the morning, I was either handing over to the colleague who was on duty last night, or rushing to handle a case or interrogate the person I just arrested. I even drank water while walking, for fear that if I were slow for a few seconds, the detention center would not have a room for interrogation.
After smoking and drinking tea, Ma Rongcheng began to sort out the case files from the previous days step by step. With this amount of work, he could go for a week without bringing back any duplicates.
After all, he was famous as a "super detective" in his old workplace and had handled countless cases. In that small county town, he was considered a figure who could shake the dust off the ceiling with his stomping feet.
For this reason, my colleagues in the task force joked that I was the king of papers, saying that everyone from the grassroots level was the king of papers.
In Ma Rongcheng's heart, the title "King of Volume" is not only an affirmation of his work, but also an honor and a helpless self-deprecation for himself.
Serve some snacks! You are just working hard, just thinking about improving your work every day, instead of seriously honing your business skills. When I get a real boss, I might have to strip away the arrogance in you. This is what Ma Rongcheng, who does not have a provincial department staff, thought.
Just as he was immersed in his own thoughts, a murder broke his peace.
"Lao Ma." A policeman wearing a white undershirt came over and greeted, "There is a murder case below, and we are asking for help. As you know, in order to trouble the task force this time, they sent their experienced criminal police to They all came over, and some small brigades could only maintain the most basic duty to receive police officers.
"It just so happened that I sent several members of their team to Burma for business. There really aren't any suitable candidates in the team right now. How about you go and help? There's no need to help, just leave that person alone."
This task force is a big project. If it is completed, it will be much more promising than solving a murder case.
If it were me, I wouldn't have time to go back to my old unit to take over the case.
In the end, the project and the murder can only be carried on the shoulders together, and neither of them can become famous, just a proper tool man.
But as a person who was transferred from the grassroots level, he would definitely have to deal with this kind of thing.
call!
The kettle in the office was boiling, and the whirring steam interrupted Ma Rongcheng's thoughts.
"Okay, Captain."
In an instant, Ma Rongcheng had a lot of thoughts, but at this moment, facing the deputy leader of the task force, a big man in a white shirt wearing the brand of Criminal Investigation Manager, he could only stand up and take out a heavy bag from under the table. Exploration box took over the matter.
"Okay, I'll ask Xiao Chen from the motorcade to take you to the branch in a moment."
The captain knew that at this critical moment when the task force was about to solve the case, Ma Rongcheng, who had been working hard for a year, was transferred away. Although it was temporary, he would probably miss the final opportunity to pick the fruit.
He patted Ma Rongcheng's shoulder and said sincerely: "If you encounter any problems down there that you can't solve, just call me."
Can you give me a seat in the hall?
Hey, probably not.
Ma Rongcheng pretended to be grateful and nodded heavily: "Thank you, Mr. Zheng!"