Veteran new police officer

Xiao Yunbo finished a meeting at the city bureau and was about to go home from get off work when he suddenly received a call from the political commissar.

A fugitive wanted by the public security organs of four provinces and cities was captured, and several million in drug money were seized, including more than half a million in cash and a gun...

What’s even more shocking is that the armed fugitive is hiding in a commercial and residential building less than one kilometer away from the municipal party committee and government. You can see the government building when you open the window, and he has been hiding for more than a year!

Xiao Yunbo couldn't believe this was true, and was stunned for a while before he recovered.

"Lao Yun, what kind of gun was seized?"

"I just checked online. The Italian Beretta 92F is the M9 used by the US military. It is a standard pistol. It is not a replica, nor is it a simulation!"

"Where are the bullets? Are there any bullets?"

"There are bullets, fifteen rounds were seized."

"Where are you now?" Xiao Yunbo asked eagerly.

Political Commissar Yun looked back and said excitedly: "We just brought the fugitive to the Chonggang Branch Case Handling Center. He knows how serious his criminal behavior is. He wants to seek leniency and perform meritorious service to save his life. From the apartment he rented to Along the way at the case handling center, many clues were handed over and reported.”

"What clue?"

"There are all kinds of clues, such as the people he developed back then, the people who helped him abscond, the people who helped him smuggle in. Those who can't be verified for a while, it is estimated that many of them have been arrested. But the clues discovered after coming to Binjiang, it should be Those that need to be handed over must be handed over quickly, and those that should be investigated must be investigated quickly.”

Xiao Yunbo didn't care about going home, so he simply opened the car door and returned to the city bureau office building. As he walked, he asked: "How many of them involve our riverside?"

"There are three things. He reported a fellow who opened a trading company in our Binjiang, who used wholesale sales of mahogany furniture as a cover to issue false VAT invoices.

Reported on the drug abuse of a Cantonese chef in a hotel and reported on prostitution in two pedicure shops on Hebin Road. He often visited them and was a regular customer there. He claimed that he could confront those ladies. "

"Only one drug addict has anything to do with us."

Xiao Yunbo was a little disappointed.

Political Commissar Yun could understand his mood and said helplessly: "Although this Cai Jiasheng is young, he is very cunning. He came out to sell drugs when he was eighteen years old. Before the Dongguang Public Security Department took action against their hometown, he felt that his hometown had done something wrong. That way, something will happen sooner or later.

So he started mobilizing his family to transfer their property early. More than half of the money his father and his brother earned from drug making and selling was in his hands. It can be said that capital accumulation has been completed. According to his confession, he has never done anything illegal since coming to Binjiang. "

"I didn't do it. What happened to the meth that was seized?"

"Speaking of it, you won't believe it. He never thought of selling it. The reason he kept it and brought it to Binjiang was because he planned to give it away at a critical moment."

"Giving it away?" Xiao Yunbo was confused.

Political Commissar Yun explained: "He said that some rich people like skating. He wants to make friends and use drugs to satisfy them. Those drugs were found by Xiao Han. Xiao Han found that there was a thin layer of dust on the packaging, which was visible. It hasn’t been touched since it was hidden on the ceiling.”

"Where's the gun?"

"He said he was keeping it for self-defense."

Xiao Yunbo asked: "Why did he come to our Binjiang?"

"He confessed that when he was selling drugs, he met a salesperson from a cosmetics company who was also from his hometown. He had bought cosmetics such as powder cakes and lipsticks from that fellow to hide drugs, and he became familiar with that fellow after going back and forth."

Political Commissar Yun raised his hand to say hello to Guizhi and Sister Jiang who had arrived in a hurry, and then said: "He often heard that fellow talk about our Binjiang, and he was quite impressed by our place. After smuggling back from Thailand, he really had no place to go. He took a black car all the way to our place."

"Then what?"

"Then he was preparing to retire. He knew very well that the photo on his ID card did not look like him. He wanted to integrate into the hometown circle in Binjiang, and wanted to make friends with well-known fellow villagers in Binjiang. He wanted to see if he could find connections to get an ID card and solve his worries."

"Not selling drugs?"

"He said no. Xiao Han and Xiao Xu checked his mobile phone and only found that he had frequent contact with a few ladies and found no other suspicious points."

This was the first time Xiao Yunbo had seen such a fugitive, and he couldn't help but laugh: "So he really comes to our Binjiang for retirement, and he also promotes our Binjiang consumption!"

Political Commissar Yun couldn't help but laugh and confirmed: "If he could solve his identity, he might have bought a house here."

Millions of drug money was seized. This is a major case that is guaranteed to be fake.

Thinking that there were more than one public security bureau that wanted that bastard, Xiao Yunbo felt that he couldn't hand it over just like that, and said in a deep voice: "Old Yun, you interrogate first, be more careful, and investigate what needs to be investigated quickly. I will report to the bureau leader right away."

"Lao Gui and Sister Jiang just arrived. I asked Lao Gui and Sister Jiang to go in for interrogation. Xiao Han and Xiao Xu and I went to find the drug-addicted chef."

"Where's Xiao Hou?"

"I asked him to go back to the detachment first. Many of the situations Cai Jiasheng explained must be verified as soon as possible."

"Okay, you review and investigate first. After I report to the bureau leader, I will go to the Chonggang Branch Case Handling Center."

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At the same time, Ren Zhongnian, who had just attended the case analysis meeting, also received the news.

Tang Zhi saw him standing at the door holding his mobile phone in a daze, and asked in a low voice: "Zhongnian, what's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing."

"It's nothing, what's going on?"

"The anti-drug detachment just arrested a fugitive and also seized 1.4 kilograms of methamphetamine and a gun."

There were so many police forces here but they couldn't catch the suspect. There were only eight people in the anti-drug detachment, but they actually captured a fugitive with a gun!

Tang Zhi felt even worse and asked doubtfully, "How did you know?"

Ren Zhongnian smiled bitterly and said: "Political Commissar Yun and Han Xin have just escorted the fugitive to the case handling center of our branch. Several auxiliary police officers in the case handling center participated in the search last night, and there are still several people helping to watch the surveillance today.

They sent a fugitive. Director Chen was worried that there was not enough manpower, so he just asked in the group if he could let the person watching the surveillance return to the team first. "

"Xiao Yunbo is also serious. I wonder if you are busy. Isn't this causing trouble for you?"

"The situation may be urgent, and it's too far to send him to the development zone case handling center."

"Ignore them, let's go about our business."

Xu Haoran didn't know that he had caused trouble to his old unit, and he couldn't think about it now.

Together with Han Xin, he deposited the seized drugs, drug money, pistols, bullets, mobile phones, bank cards and other evidence into the evidence center of the Chonggang Branch Law Enforcement Case Handling Center, and then hurried out and got into the car.

"Political Commissar, has Hou Wen found out the basic information about the chef?"

"I found a few. Han Xin just printed out the photos and went in to let Cai Jiasheng identify them."

"Have Guizhi and Sister Jiang arrived?"

"We're here, just went in."

These days, we are not afraid of not knowing the goods, but we are afraid of comparing goods.

Thinking that the Chonggang Branch had not caught the murderer yet, but the anti-drug detachment had quietly launched a satellite, political commissar Yun could not restrain his excitement and once again picked up the reward announcement issued by the Chonggang Branch.

Xu Haoran suddenly realized that it seemed a bit inappropriate to send the fugitive here.

But the anti-drug detachment is just like a government agency and is not a place to handle cases. Moreover, the superiors have clear regulations on how to handle criminal cases. Fugitives like Cai Jiasheng must be sent to the case handling center as soon as possible after being captured.

Thinking that the old unit leader would be unhappy if he found out, Han Xin walked out of the case handling center, opened the door and got into the back row.

"Political Commissar, Cai Jiasheng recognized him. He was not the Dongguang chef we thought at first, but this chef from Nanhu."

"So that's it. Let's go to the hotel first to see if he is there."

Political Commissar Yun took Han Xin's police pass and took a look at it, then motioned to auxiliary policeman Xiao Wang to drive.

Han Xin smiled and said: "Hou Wen also found the address where this guy lives. If he is not in the hotel, go to where he lives."

"Okay, let's find out the clues related to us first."

Investigating a drug addict who was not known before was really not a big deal. Political Commissar Yun thought about it and asked: "Xiao Han, do you think it is possible that Cai Jiasheng was mistaken."

"Probably not. After all, he is a 'professional' and he doesn't dare to joke with his own life."

"That's true. He is indeed very 'professional' in making and selling drugs. He may not have seen as many drugs and drug addicts as you, but he has definitely seen more than Xiao Xu and I."

"Political commissar, actually I haven't seen many of them."

"There are no outsiders here, so don't be humble."

The detachment's "Intelligence Center" won the first battle. It was really a happy occasion and people were in high spirits.

The three of them talked and laughed, and soon arrived at the door of a luxuriously decorated hotel.

Han Xin asked the political commissar to guard the door and asked Xu Haoran to check if there was a back door. Then she walked into the restaurant with her bag on her back, took a look at where the food outlet was, and went straight to the kitchen.

It's not even meal time yet, and the waiter and waiter are busy cleaning.

Maybe they thought he was a supplier delivering food or oil, but no one asked, so he just walked into the busy kitchen.

A fat chef put down the garlic he was peeling, stood up and asked: "Hello, who are you looking for?"

Han Xin saw that the back door was open and Xu Haoran had already walked around to the outside. She smiled and asked, "I'm looking for Master Cao. Is Master Cao here?"

"Which Master Cao?"

"Cao Guoxiang."

"He left long ago, what do you want to do with him?"

"A friend introduced me to you. What's your last name?"

The fat chef was too lazy to answer his question and said impatiently: "You are here to find a job, right? We have no shortage of people here."

Han Xin scratched his head and asked, "When did he leave?"

"It's been more than a month since I left. We really don't lack people here. This is the kitchen, not other places. The boss lady sees that it's not good, so please leave quickly."

"Oh, thank you."

Han Xin was a little unhappy after being kicked out of the kitchen.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked out of the hotel, Xu Haoran came back from behind and smiled: "People thought you were looking for a job."

Han Xin looked down at the clothes on her body, then pulled up the collar and smelled it: "Do I look like a chef?"

"Not quite like a chef, but a bit like a side dish waiter, that is, a stand-up person."

“The side dishes are not as good as the chefs.”

The young man pretends to be anything, but he doesn't look like a policeman!

Political Commissar Yun couldn't help but laugh, opened the car door and urged: "Let's go, let's go to where that kid lives. Finish it early and get off work early. There are a lot of things to do tomorrow."

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