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Chapter 1258 The Inspector is in Action (rd update, please subscribe)
In the early morning, the sky over Chang'an was covered with dark clouds, the Taiping Bay was shrouded in mist, and the water and sky were intertwined into a gray expanse.

Meng Nongfei, who has now returned to the police force and become a detective in the Criminal Investigation Team of the National Police Headquarters, sighed and got out of his Land Rover - unlike the military, the police force likes to use Land Rovers.

Although it was raining, Meng Nongfei walked into the rain.

He checked his watch. It was just after seven.

There were three cars parked on the roadside ahead, two Wuling police cars and the third Land Rover belonging to the military police, who were the mobile force of the police and undertook more than 80% of the patrol missions. A dozen military police stood nearby on guard. This is why the police like Land Rover - the long-axis five-door Land Rover Defender can accommodate 10 passengers on both sides of the rear compartment in addition to the driver and co-driver.

The car is now empty, with the police lights on the roof flickering.

Meng Nongfei and Zhang Peng, wearing police badges on their waists, lifted the cordon and walked over.

A patrolman saw them coming and said quickly:
"Inspector, I'm Zhang Yong, the on-site police officer!"

"Hello, what's the situation?"

While listening to Zhang Yong's report, Meng Nongfei walked straight across the beach and went to the scene.

This is the body of a middle-aged man.

The body was a little swollen, obviously soaked in seawater for a long time, with some seaweed on the body, back down, upper body stranded on the shore, arms wide open. Although the deceased's facial features were a little deformed, the scar above the left eyebrow could still be clearly seen.

"We were about to get off work half an hour ago and were patrolling this area when we received a notification from the command center. It's a priority. We were here in 5 minutes."

While Zhang Yong was reporting, Meng Nongfei glanced at the walkie-talkie microphone hanging on his shoulder. Now not only are Nanyang’s police cars equipped with mobile radios, but even patrol officers also carry walkie-talkies.

Thanks to this, the command centers of various police stations can command street patrols at all times. Chang'an has more than 2 regular police officers and 2 gendarmerie police. In addition, the National Police Headquarters has more than 2000 police officers.

The same is true for other cities as well. Nanyang's public security environment is directly related to its first-class police force. Nanyang has a high police coverage rate, fast response times and strong control capabilities. It has always been praised by countries around the world. During the Olympic Games, countries around the world also fully witnessed Nanyang's policing level.

Thanks to this, the crime rate in Nanyang is extremely low. Homicide cases like this can be said to be extremely rare. Precisely because of their rarity, they are handed over to the Criminal Search Team of the National Police Headquarters.

Noticing the bloodstain on the shirt on his chest, Meng Nongfei used a pencil to pick up the shirt, frowned, and said:
"The murder weapon should be a gun. Judging from the wound, it is very likely to be a handgun!"

Shooting case!
It was very rare in Southeast Asia! This discovery made him immediately realize why they gave it to them.

The murders and shootings were enough to warrant the intervention of the National Police Agency.

At this time, Zhang Peng pointed at the shirt and said:

"Inspector, look at his shirt. It's a Southland brand."

It was indeed the "Nan Guo" brand. The partner's reminder made Meng Nongfei frown even more. The price of "Nan Guo" shirts was not cheap. Usually only middle-level employees or business owners in the company would buy such a brand.

This means that the deceased is definitely not an ordinary person.

"Who found him?"

Zhang Yong pointed behind his shoulder.

The young man in sportswear stood up. He was no more than fifteen or sixteen years old. Due to the rain, his black hair was close to his forehead, and his appearance showed obvious mixed-race features.

Noticing that the child carefully avoided looking at the body, Meng Nongfei adjusted his position to prevent the child from seeing the body.

"What's your name?"

"Si Jingxuan, officer."

He spoke with a Jianghuai accent and looked a little nervous.

"I went to high school at Fuxing Arts and Sciences School."

Meng Nongfei knew this school, which was about two kilometers away from here. Fuxing District was the core area of ​​Chang'an City, where government agencies were also located.

Mixed-race child, Fuxing Arts and Sciences School.

If I am not mistaken, his father was probably a high-ranking official from the Allied search team, and his mother was probably of French or German descent.

"I pass by here every morning when I run. At the time, I thought someone was drunk, so I came to take a look, but I didn't expect to see this body."

The young man said timidly.

"Did you see anyone else at the time?"

Meng Nongfei asked in a kind tone, sounding like the child's uncle rather than a national police officer.

"No one, officer. There's a phone booth over there in the picnic area, a mile and a half away. I ran over there and made the call, then came back and sat here until the patrol showed up. No one passed by during that time."

Although the young man was very scared, he was very responsible. He looked at the body again. Just when Meng Nonfei wanted to ask more questions, a red Alfa Romeo stopped on the side of the road. A blonde woman got out of the car and shouted across the cordon.

"Jingxuan, Jingxuan."

"Officer, it's my mother. She may have rushed over because she saw that I hadn't returned home yet."

The woman asked anxiously:
"Excuse me, officer, is he in any trouble?"

Seeing the other party's parents coming, Meng Nongfei said, "No trouble, just a routine inquiry."

"Can I take him away then?"

Looking at this beautiful and elegant blonde woman, Meng Nongfei said:

"Of course, but I need to leave his address in case I need to ask him any questions."

After the mother and son left, while waiting for the forensic doctor to arrive,
The rain was getting heavier, and the raindrops fell on the branches and leaves, and then hit the roof of the car with a crackling sound.

The rain smelled like the sea. Meng Nongfei's hair was also wet, and the rain flowed down his scalp into his neck. He didn't notice it.

At this time, the forensic doctor and photographer from the Police Headquarters had arrived, and the scene was occasionally lit up by white lights from flashbulbs.

Meng Nongfei walked to the shoulder of the road, opened the door of the Land Rover, and the cold air in the car rushed towards him.

"Inspector, what do you think?"

Zhang Peng handed the inspector a cigarette and asked.

"It's a bit serious. The medical examiner believes that it was a gunshot wound caused by an 8mm pistol."

"So it's a police pistol?"

The police pistol is 7.65 mm caliber.

"It could also be an old Browning pistol. You know, there were many immigrants back then, especially the rich ones. When they came, they not only brought money, but also some brought self-defense weapons. The round-mouth pistol was the most common, and most of them were also 7.65mm caliber."

Meng Nongfei explained.

Nanyang does not ban guns. Its gun management laws are derived from Europe. Regarding gun possession, Nanyang is divided into carrying guns and owning guns. Carrying guns is strictly prohibited. However, according to the gun law, citizens who are 18 years of age or older can legally purchase and possess guns.

Most citizens can only apply for a "gun ownership license," which entitles the holder to purchase guns and ammunition with this license only for "certain purposes" such as shooting or hunting.

In other words, although the holder of this certificate can legally own a gun, he is not allowed to carry it with him. However, there are exceptions. On the way from home to the shooting range, or from the gun store to home or the shooting range, it is allowed to transport the gun in a gun box.

If you forget to unload the ammunition during transportation, you will be considered as carrying a weapon and will be punished. There are three types of gun ownership permits: red, green, and yellow.

A red license allows one to own all kinds of weapons with legal permission, but basically no one can get one.

The yellow certificate is a sports shooting weapon license. Most people get this certificate and only use various small-caliber sports firearms.

A green certificate is a higher level gun ownership license than a yellow certificate. Only those who hold a yellow certificate and have trained 18 times in a shooting club can apply for it. They can own shotguns and non-automatic rifles for shooting sports or hunting.

But no matter what certificate you get, you only own it. You can use it for hunting, sports, and of course home defense, but the holder must keep the weapon in a safe, or disassemble it into its components and keep them separate from each other. And you must also keep the ammunition separate from the weapon.

Because of this, shootings in Southeast Asia are extremely rare, and encountering military weapons in shootings is even rarer.

"Inspector, do you mean privately-owned guns?"

"This is inevitable. The woman just now may have a private gun hidden in her home. Her husband must be a searcher..."

As soon as Meng Nongfei finished speaking, Zhang Peng said:

"Inspector, I just did some research and found out that the lady is the wife of the Deputy Minister of Justice..."

Meng Nongfei was stunned by his partner's words. After a while, he said:

"What a high position!"

Not only is he not small, but he is also the direct supervisor of the Police Headquarters. Before, although he could guess that the identity of the boy's parents was not simple, he did not expect that they would have such a background.

"Yeah, that kid actually stood there in the rain for so long, and he seemed very scared."

Listening to Zhang Peng's words, Meng Nongfei just nodded. Soon, he put aside the matter of the deputy minister's wife and son and started thinking about the case.

About half an hour later, the forensic examination of the on-site investigation had come to an end, so the two got out of the car again and walked over to ask.

"Doctor Song Fa, what do you think?"

The forensic doctor, who had already taken off one glove, felt around the body with his other gloved finger and said:
"The murderer fired three shots in total. Although the body has not been examined yet, the preliminary judgment is that it should be a 7.65mm caliber weapon with three entrances and only two exits. There are bullets in the body..."

Ten minutes later, Zhang Peng drove away from the scene. Along the way, the two of them kept talking about the case.

"This case doesn't look simple. It's a shooting case with standard weapons."

Nodding, looking at the street view outside the window, Meng Nongfei said:
"No case is easy. Our mission is to catch the real culprit. The first thing we need to do is to determine his identity."

The deceased died yesterday.

What is the grudge between him and the murderer?

While Meng Nongfei was thinking about this question, the car sped along and soon the "fortress" appeared in their sight. When the car drove into the "fortress", Meng Nongfei took a special look at the tourist bus parked on the side of the road. Many tourists were looking at the "fortress" curiously.

(End of this chapter)