The man behind the scenes: My entry is so evil that it's crazy

Patrol room.

A smoky conference room.

A group of catchers who had stayed up for several nights sat in front of the table, their faces were exhausted, their eyes were bloodshot, and they were holding cigarettes one after another in their mouths.

On the small whiteboard in front of the conference table, there is a hand-drawn portrait: a dark face, white teeth, and a nickname [blackface] written next to it.

There was an arrow next to the hand-drawn portrait, and another, weirder portrait was pasted: the face was as pale as snow, with no facial features, only a pair of black pupils showing, and the nickname "Fake Mask" was written next to it.

In fact, the second headhunter wanted to call it "Vampire Bone Face", but this nickname was too scary, so Li Chang changed it to "Face Mask" against everyone's opinion.

At this moment, Li Sheng's face was covered with stubble, and he hadn't shaved it off for several days. He was holding the portrait of [Masked] in his hand, and his eyes were sunken into the drawing.

"It's been so long. Could it be that people disappeared out of thin air?"

Li Shan roared anxiously and slapped the small whiteboard with his palms.

He glared at the arresters below and shouted angrily: "[Face Mask] may have hidden his face, but we know the true face of [Black Face], and there must be clues on him to find [Face Mask], Can’t even find it?”

"[Black Face] is seriously injured, where can he hide, huh?"

The next police officer said solemnly: "Many people in the patrol room have been lost. Just us, it is really difficult to investigate the whole city."

Another catcher also answered: "We have visited hospitals, pharmacies, and black clinics, and no one has seen [Black Face]. We cannot rule out that [Black Face] has accomplices who buy and deliver medicine to him, but the time is too long." It’s tight, the manpower is too short, it’s really…”

Li Shan knew that the arresters were telling the truth, but the special commissioner did not have much time left for him as an agent. If no clues could be found, he would be dismissed.

Li Shan was so worried that he didn't care about it: "Usually when we investigate cases one by one, we just randomly arrest people to take the blame, and then we end the matter hastily and close the case."

"This time we really need to hunt down the murderer. It's a good thing. We can't find any clues at all. The patrol room must have a bunch of drunkards. How does this make the special commissioner think of us?"

The atmosphere in the conference room suddenly became tense. The faces of the catchers below were different, some looked embarrassed, and others were full of dissatisfaction.

Some of the catchers even exchanged cryptic looks, seeming to silently express their dissatisfaction and protest: Aren't we following your style, captain?

Dong dong dong——

The catcher on duty pushed open the door and reported to Li Shan: "Captain Li, a lady came outside to report the crime. She said that her son did not go home or return to school last night, and the phone could not be connected. She Worry……"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Li Sheng's impatient gesture.

Li Shan interrupted with a wave of his hand and scolded: "Register her first, then appease her and send her away. The patrol room is currently short of manpower, and there is no spare capacity to handle other cases."

The catcher on duty nodded. He understood the current situation and priorities. He just reported the situation according to the procedure.

After hearing Li Shan's instructions, he nodded slightly, turned around and prepared to leave the conference room.

In the reception room, Du Li held the mobile phone tightly in her hand. Her fingertips turned slightly white due to nervousness. The mobile phone kept vibrating in her hand as she dialed her son's number again and again.

However, the prompt tone on the other end of the phone cruelly changed from the original "phone not answered" to "phone has been turned off."

There was a strong uneasiness in Du Li's heart, which was a mother's intuition that something bad might happen to her son.

She looked closely at the young head catcher, who was slowly walking towards her with a registration form in his hand.

"Captain, something must have happened to my son. Please help me, patrol room..." Du Li's voice was full of anxiety and pleading, and her eyes flashed with worry and fear.

The young catcher's face showed no emotion, and his voice was calm and mechanical: "Case investigation needs to follow a certain process. First, please register relevant information."

He slowly sat down, adjusted his posture, picked up the pen and turned it gently on his fingertips, and then asked calmly: "What is your son's name and what is his citizen level?"

Du Li seemed a little flustered, her voice trembling: "My son's name is Yang Tuo. He is a student in the key class of the first grade of martial arts in No. 8 Middle School. He has not yet taken the college entrance examination, so he has not been assigned a citizen grade. However, his results are very good. Excellent, will definitely be included in the future. ”

The young catcher still maintained his calmness and did not make any comments on Du Li's words. He just continued to ask: "Okay, I need to register the information of the reporter, which is your information."

Du Li quickly replied: "My name is Du Li, and my citizen level is D."

After a short pause, Du Li seemed to suddenly realize something and hurriedly added:

"My husband Yang Tie is a researcher at Hongguang Laboratory. He is usually in the laboratory and is difficult to contact. If not, he would have come with me to report the crime today. His citizen level is B level, and It is expected to be promoted to A level by the end of the year.”

A trace of surprise flashed in the young head catcher's eyes: "Class B, Hongguang Laboratory?"

Class B is indeed a very high civil class in the lower city, representing a huge leap in social status and right to speak.

If you go one step further, you will be eligible to immigrate to the upper city, which is what many people dream of. Director Wang Yilin was only at this level during his lifetime.

Although the young police chief was not clear about the specific work content of Hongguang Laboratory, he was familiar with the name of [Guangming] Group.

This is the leading consortium in District 9, and the companies or departments under [Guangming] Group like to add a [Guang] character in their names as a symbol and distinction.

Du Li nodded hurriedly, her eyes full of hope and urgency: "The laboratory values ​​him very much and believes that he has made great contributions in his work. He has submitted a report on his citizen grade promotion to the Executive Government. If everything goes well, it should be approved by the end of the year."

As soon as the voice fell, Du Li quickly took out a stack of banknotes from her handbag and almost impatiently stuffed them into the hands of the police chief:

"Please ask the police station to take action as soon as possible to help me find my son. Later, I will definitely let my husband come to the police station in person to express our gratitude."

The young police chief took a deep breath and put the money into his pocket calmly. His face was obviously much more relaxed.

He nodded to Du Li, then turned and walked towards the meeting room again.

"[Mask] disappeared, [Black Face] got nothing, and I have no idea what was in the stolen suitcase. Are you going to let me report to the special commissioner like this, huh?"

"Speak, you've become mute?"

A police chief complained helplessly: "The people who had the most direct contact with [Black Face] were undoubtedly the residents of that community. But now, those people have been killed... ahem, sent to the garbage plant according to the order of the special commissioner. Where can we find clues?"

Li Shang's face suddenly turned livid. He slammed the table with a clang, and stared at the police chief who was talking with a cannibalistic look: "Are you going to let me question the decision of the special commissioner? Do you think you've had enough of life, or am I tired of living?"

The atmosphere in the conference room was so heavy that it was almost suffocating, and a sense of oppression filled the air.

Even across the corridor, you can vaguely hear the roar coming from inside. The young police chief stood at the door of the conference room, hesitating for a long time, and never dared to interrupt.

Finally, he took a few deep breaths: "Captain Li."

Li Shang turned around and glared at him: "What's the matter again?"

The young police chief quickly lowered his voice and answered cautiously: "The husband of the reporter is a researcher at Hongguang Laboratory, with Class B citizenship, and it is said that he will be promoted to Class A by the end of the year."

Li Shang swallowed the reprimand that was about to come to his mouth, and his face became even uglier, like a sky covered with dark clouds.

At this time, Chang Erbing stood up and broke the silence: "Captain Li, why don't you let me take someone to see the situation."

Li Shang did not respond immediately, so Chang Erbing casually waved his hand, indicating that another police chief should leave the meeting room with him.

Li Shang's eyes wandered around the room, and he saw that two more of his subordinates were missing. His brows were furrowed, and his mood seemed extremely irritable.

He said: "Why do people always come to report cases at any time and have to increase our workload? In the final analysis, the population of District 9 is too large."

Among the police chiefs, half of them nodded silently, expressing their agreement with complicated expressions.

Li Shang reached out and lit a cigarette. The smoke slowly lingered in the air. His face looked even gloomier, with a bit of helplessness and anger:

"Originally, I wanted to rely on our patrol room to take down this case and gain face in front of the special commissioner. Since you are not doing your best, there is nothing I can do. I can only give part of the credit to the police department. Xiao Zeng, send the wanted order to the police department immediately and apply for the assistance of the police department brigade."

Captain Xiao Zeng immediately stood up and quickly sent the wanted order for [Black Face] through the fax machine.

Then, he asked with a little hesitation: "Then, about [Mask]... should it also be included..."

Li Shang was furious when he heard this, and he was almost angry.

He widened his eyes, laughed in anger, and there seemed to be a knife hidden in his tone: "Can you use your brain? Don't you understand the meaning of confidential investigation?

I warn you again, if anyone dares to leak a word of [Mask]'s news, then you have to explain it to the special commissioner yourself.

Remember, before explaining, write me a suicide note, I will keep it for you."

The heads of the police turned pale when they heard this. They knew that Captain Li's words were not alarmist. The bloody scene that night was still vivid in their minds.

Head of the police, Xiao Zeng, was even more terrified, and his face instantly lost color.

He hurriedly moved the portrait of [Mask] away from the fax machine, as if it was a hot potato.

Seeing this, Li Shang snorted coldly: "Tell the police that this operation is not trivial. [Black Face] must not die, and must be captured alive. If [Black Face] is found, we must notify our patrol room to act together..."