above the point of the knife

Chapter 439 The Last Thing I Want To Happen

Zhou Sen's investigation of the case pays great attention to on-site trace inspection and details. If there are casualties, an autopsy is necessary.

This is his case-handling habit.

Others may not be so. Some people don't pay attention to autopsy and on-site inspection at all. Sometimes they pay more attention to their own experience.

There is no right or wrong, everyone has their own specialties, as long as they can find clues, the case will be solved.

"What Zhou Sen said is quite reasonable. You can ask the colleagues in the trace inspection room to enter the VIP carriage for another inspection. However, we must hurry up. The railway will not give us too much time. After the inspection and repair of the carriage, we need to continue. Put into operation." Akiyama Nosuke said.

"If you have any suggestions for this case, feel free to bring them up. Our purpose is to find out who is behind the scenes, and we must give Duke Jin an explanation."

It hasn't been said that the case is being investigated by the person in charge. Even if there is an idea, no one proposes it. Isn't that adding credit to others?

When it comes to credit, everyone has their own ghosts.

"I plan to hand over this case to Director Lin, and solve the case within three days." Akiyamanosuke also saw it, and announced directly, "But this is not only the matter of Director Lin alone, but also the matter of our entire secret service department." Son, we must go all out, and everyone must contribute.”

Zhou Sen's eyes were lowered, looking at his nose and his heart. Anyway, he had already said it, and he couldn't control the others.

"Maybe the organization behind the person who plotted to assassinate Duke Jin is not in Bingcheng?" Lao Cao said suddenly.

"That's right, these two people are both in the car on Xiaoshagou, and the leak of Jin Gong's itinerary plan may not necessarily be our side. If this case has nothing to do with Bingcheng, then it's useless for us to investigate, is it?" Isn't it?" Zou Shuxun spread his hands and said, this case is not easy to investigate, and it is very likely that there will be no results at all in the end.

Akiyama nosuke said nothing.

Without knowing the inside story, there is no problem with such analysis and discussion. This situation does exist, and it is still highly probable.

Perhaps the opponent took advantage of the opportunity of Jin Ronggui's trip to make a move, and in this way, the scope of investigation was expanded.

These people in Zhou Senle shirked their responsibilities and took the direction of the investigation astray.

"Investigate the source of the leak first, and then judge which side the problem lies in, and adjourn the meeting." Akiyama Nosuke couldn't say it clearly, that's all he could say.

Akiyamanosuke's attitude was very confusing. Hearing the word "dismissed", Zhou Sen stood up and walked out. His position was the closest to the door.

"Zhou Sen, Zhou Sen..."

Lin Dakuan and Zou Shuxun chased after them holding the documents, calling Zhou Sen's name while chasing.

You can't pretend not to hear, you can only stop.

"Uncle Lin, Uncle Zou, what are you calling me for?"

"Let's go to the office to talk." Lin Dakuan pulled Zhou Sen and walked towards his office, naturally accompanied by Zou Shuxun.

He and Zou Shuxun were obviously responsible for this case.

"Drink tea." In the office, Lin Dakuan personally made tea for Zhou Sen and Zou Shuxun. Zhou Sen wanted to help but was stopped by him.

"Uncle Lin, just say what you have to say." Zhou Sen could tell that Lin Dakuan wanted something from him.

"Xiao Mori, you have to help me with this case."

"Uncle Lin, you have more experience in investigating and solving cases than I do. You were the one who instructed me to solve the Sherkin case back then. My knowledge is nothing in front of you." Zhou Sen hurriedly said modestly, the meaning was obvious, he I don't want to get involved in this case.

"Xiao Mori, you are young and smart. You must advise Uncle Lin on this case." Lin Dakuan chuckled.

"Uncle Lin said so, can I still stay out of it?" Zhou Sen hurriedly said, Lin Dakuan is still very important, at least he is in the secret service department, and he still needs such an Olympic aid.

"Komori, this case is not complicated, but there are too few clues. For now, there are even fewer available. From which direction do you think we can make a breakthrough the fastest?" Lin Dakuan asked.

"In the autopsy, you can first determine the identity of the assassin, such as age, occupation, etc." Zhou Sen said, "Then push from these to see if there are other gains."

"Is there any faster one?"

"Uncle Lin, this is the only thing I can think of. I really can't think of anything else." Zhou Sen shook his head.

"Okay, you and I will go to the vehicle maintenance station later. The car that had the accident was pulled there to wait for maintenance, and it is now sealed off." Lin Dakuan said.

"Uncle Lin, I still have a job..."

"Let's put your work aside, it's okay."

"I'm not talking about the work of the police department..."

"Just take a little time. Before noon, I promise to let you back, okay?" Lin Dakuan begged.

"Okay, okay, Uncle Lin, you've already spoken, if I don't agree, then I don't know how to flatter you." Zhou Sen reluctantly agreed.

"Take my car there, I'm done, I'll take you back?"

"No need, Uncle Lin, I have my own car, and I don't necessarily have to go back to the police station when I'm done with work..." Zhou Sen quickly refused, and then came back, afraid that he would be dragged to study the case, and he would be gone in a day. up.

What a chicken thief.

Three trees vehicle repair station.

A series of three black cars drove into the workshop of the maintenance section, and the VIP car that had the accident stopped on one of the tracks.

The carriage door was sealed, and there were police officers with guns in front of and behind the door.

Lin Dakuan, Zou Shuxun, and Zhou Sen got out of the car respectively, and walked over accompanied by a middle-aged Japanese who was the director of the maintenance station.

Although the case has nothing to do with the railway maintenance station, the carriages are now in the station, and they can be repaired and put into use again after the police inspect.

Although the usage rate of high-end VIP cars is not high, there are not many sections in the entire section. Generally, important people have to use them to travel, so they can't stay here for too long.

The director also wants to know when the on-site inspection will end so that he can let his workers start overhauling.

There have been gun battles and fights in the carriage, and the bullet holes need to be repaired, and the bloodstains need to be washed, all of which will take time.

"Old Wu, it's up to you." Zhou Sen called Old Wu from the trace inspection room over. His old partner is now careful and at ease.

"I said this case has nothing to do with you, what do you have to do?" Old Wu asked in a low voice, one behind.

"I don't want to get involved, but Director Lin is kind to me, he asked me to come and help, can I not come?"

"Anyway, I feel that this case is very serious. This Duke Jin has many enemies, and there are some who want his life." Old Wu lowered his voice.

"These have nothing to do with me. I'm not in charge of investigating this case. I just came here to help. If you find something in a while, let me talk to you first." Zhou Sen confessed.

"Understood." Old Wu nodded. He was also afraid of causing trouble. Zhou Sen could decide what he could say and what he couldn't. For him, there was no harm.

As soon as the car door opened, a strong bloody smell rushed straight to his forehead!
There is no way, everyone can only wear masks, otherwise they will not be able to get in at all, and the doors and windows of the carriages are closed.

You can't put seals on the outside of every window.

After entering, the compartment is powered on, and then the windows are opened to diffuse the smell inside, which is a bit better.

In fact, there was no smell at all, mainly because the smell couldn't escape because of the stuffiness inside and the lack of air circulation.

"This is where the second gunman is, but he is holding a Mauser pistol, leaning against this position, and shooting at the police officers in the car. It is not clear how many shots were fired..." A marshal who confronted the gunman came over and gave an explanation on the spot.

There was a puddle of blood on the floor, which had already dried up, and the amount of bleeding was not small. On the wall, there was obviously a bloody handprint, which should be supported by the body.

The bullet hole on the wooden door of the car, with the shape of blood splatter, should be formed after the bullet penetrated.

According to the height calculation, it should be the middle position of the human body. Specifically, it depends on the height of the human body and the posture he stands in.

"The first gunman disguised himself as our train conductor. He hid the gun under the tray. Before he reached the door of the VIP room, he was spotted by Duke Jin's bodyguards. He raised his gun and ordered him to put down the tray and drinks in his hand, but the other party did not." Listen, but when you pretend to bend down to put down the tray, you overturn the tray in your hand, raise your gun and shoot..."

"So, Duke Jin's bodyguard was injured?"

"Well, I was shot in the left shoulder. No one was seriously injured. After hearing the gunshot, one of Duke Jin's other three bodyguards rushed out quickly, while the other two stayed inside to protect Duke Jin and the secretary. The shootout ended like this. It happened. At that time, another accomplice of the gunman rushed over and broke the electric brake of the carriage. The policemen in the carriage also arrived at the first time. When there were a large number of us, they quickly grabbed the two mobile phones to avoid more accidents. Huge casualties." The marshal briefly described the process of the assassination last night.

"Have you taken pictures to collect evidence?"

"It was taken, and the photo is still being printed." Zou Shuxun replied.

"Can we go in and take a look at Duke Jin's carriage?"

"Jin Gong stayed in the carriage all the time, and the gunman didn't go in, so it's unnecessary, right?" the marshal said subconsciously.

"Mr. Jin is not in there, I'm just curious about what it looks like in this high-end VIP car?" Zhou Sen laughed.

With a wave of Lin Dakuan's hand, the policemen didn't dare to stop him. Zhou Sen opened the door and walked in. It was indeed much bigger than ordinary VIP cars, and the decoration was very luxurious. In addition to the bedroom, there was also a living room and a small study.

This is a small mobile apartment.

There was indeed no damage to the inside, but when Zhou Sen walked into the bedroom, he found that the cups and pillows inside were all folded and hadn't been touched at all.

There is also a small study and a living room, which are also quite tidy. Zhou Sen knows very well that Jin Ronggui is an old smoker. Although some people smoke here, there are only a few cigarette butts in the ashtray on the small coffee table.

But the ashtray on the small desk was empty, with nothing in it.

After the incident, it was sealed up. If it was cleaned up, why are the cigarette butts in the ashtray on the coffee table still there?
This only shows that when the assassination happened last night, Jin Ronggui was not in this car at all.

This further verified his inner guess.

At this time, Lao Wu saw Zhou Sen walking into the carriage, and he followed in. He was inspected for dry marks, and after a quick glance, he immediately found that something was wrong in the carriage. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Zhou Sen wink slightly at him. look at the eyes.

Old Wu immediately understood: "Brother Sen, there is nothing to see here, come out quickly."

"I'm envious. When will I be able to take this class of car when traveling?" Zhou Sen chuckled and sighed with emotion.

"With your promotion speed, it may take less than ten years, and you will be fine."

"Old Wu, you think too much of me, ten years, maybe twenty years." Zhou Sen chuckled.

"Let's go, we still have to count the bullet holes." Old Wu stretched out his hand and pulled Zhou Sen out.

"Brother, what kind of pistol do you use?" Zhou Sen asked the railway policeman as he came out.

"Southern Pistols."

"Do all your railroad troopers use Southern pistols?"

"It's about the same. There are also fancy guns (Browning M1910), but the gun is expensive, so you have to match it yourself."

"Yeah." Zhou Sen nodded. He also used a muzzle, which was imported in original packaging. However, he rarely used it, and only fired a few bullets on the shooting range. In fact, he liked rifles, especially rifles. Sniper rifle with scope.

"Brother Sen, according to the bullet holes at the scene and the bullet heads collected, they are basically Mauser pistol bullets and southern pistol bullets..." Old Wu collected the bullet casings scattered on the ground, briefly identified them, and said.

"Is there a problem?" Lin Dakuan asked from the side.

"Oh, no problem." Old Wu quickly replied, there must be something wrong, but he dared not say it.

Zhou Sen naturally knew there was a problem, because Jin Ronggui's bodyguards didn't use Nanfang pistols, they all used handguns.

Jin Ronggui likes flamboyant jerks, and by the way, the people under him also like flirty jerks. All his bodyguards are all flirtatious jerks.

Old Wu has served in the police department for many years, how can he not know.

As for Zhou Sen, he naturally obtained a lot of information about Jin Ronggui through various channels, including this one.

Old Wu said that he knew there was something wrong with you if he didn't find the bullet in the bullet casing. I'm afraid last night, all the people sitting in this carriage were Japanese spies, not Jin Ronggui's bodyguards at all.

But why hide it?
Taking the first step, he arranged for Jin Ronggui to arrive at Bingcheng early, and set up a trap to wait for the gunman who assassinated Jin Ronggui to come and wipe him out. In this way, let the Secret Service Division take over the investigation and solve the case within three days.

If it is said that there is no other intention, even if he is killed, he will not believe it.

There is reliable information early in the morning, and they acted in such a play. What are they covering up? Is the person who directed this play treating the people below as fools?
If it is intentional, there must be a purpose they want to achieve, and what is this purpose?

Is there really a traitor at the Juntong Bingcheng Station?
This is the most worrying and least desirable thing to happen.

(End of this chapter)