civil forensic

Chapter 883 Transfer
dong dong dong.

There was a knock on the door, but Jiang Fujian grabbed his phone and frantically watched videos, pretending he didn't hear it.

He now began to envy Jiang Fuzhen's dog again. He decided that if he was still alive, he would buy three dogs, three black dogs. In this way, even if the dogs could not bite others, at least they could find dirty things.

dong dong dong.

"Jiang Fujian..." The voice from outside came through the door, it wasn't quite real, but it felt a little familiar, and it sounded more like a dirty thing.

Jiang Fujian scrolled through his phone even faster.

dong dong.

"Uncle Eleven!" Jiang Yuan shouted.

Jiang Fujian stood up with a start, quickly put down his phone, ran to the door, looked through the peephole, and then excitedly opened the door: "Jiang Yuan... I thought I was going to die... Fortunately you came..."

At that moment, Jiang Fujian was about to cry. He had never encountered such a difficult thing in his life. When he was in the countryside, he had parents working for him, and when he became an adult, he had a bride working for him. After the divorce... except for the fact that he was a little reluctant to give up the house, he had never encountered any difficulties.

This new girlfriend, who doesn't want money or a house, who doesn't have a sick father or a brother who is about to get married, actually fell in love with him - a pure horror story!
Out of his yearning for true love, Jiang Fujian was also worried that if there really was such a strange woman in the world, who didn't care about money, houses, or young men, but only liked him, if that was really the case...

Fortunately, the private detective found a loophole.

Jiang Fujian looked at Jiang Yuan, holding back the tears that were about to burst out, and said, "Did you shoot Wang Lin?"

Jiang Yuan was stunned by the question and said, "Uncle Eleven, Wang Lin is your girlfriend..."

"She killed so many people, shouldn't she be shot?" Jiang Fujian questioned Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan hesitated for a moment. He couldn't make a conclusion without investigation, so he just said: "It's not confirmed yet whether it was suicide or homicide..."

Jiang Fujian: "She must have killed him, right?"

"Well……"

"If she was the one who killed him, she should be shot." Jiang Fujian pressed on.

"If she really was the one who killed them... let's see how many people she killed..." Jiang Yuan was a little unable to keep up.

Mu Zhiyang said, "It could also be death by injection."

"I can even die by injection!" Jiang Fujian slapped his thigh, tears streaming down his face. "Oh, you don't know how I've been spending the past few days. I kept thinking, what if she kills me at night? What if she chops off my penis first and lets me bleed to death? What if she finds a few people to carry me to the rooftop and then throw me down? What should I do?"

"Not really, not really..." Jiang Yuan comforted Jiang Fujian for a few words, and then said: "The investigation is already underway, you don't have to worry. We will take a statement from you and collect some of Wang Lin's personal belongings..."

Because he was his own Eleventh Uncle, Jiang Yuan came in person... and watched Meng Chengbiao take notes from his Eleventh Uncle.

According to the standards of the drug-catching nets of the past, this configuration can already be used to catch blue crystals.

Uncle Eleven was carefully recorded. At the same time, the criminal department's technicians also collected Wang Lin's hair, toothbrush, fingerprints, footprints, etc.

With that, Jiang Yuan said goodbye and left.

Uncle Eleven had already dressed up and came over with a bag. He followed Jiang Yuan and said, "Please take me home."

"Ah?" Jiang Yuan looked at Uncle Eleven in surprise.

Uncle Eleven had been in a room alone for long enough, and said calmly, "I miss my brother. I want to stay with him for a few days."

What could Jiang Yuan say? He took Uncle Eleven home. It was because Uncle Eleven didn't dare to go out alone, otherwise, he would have gone to Jiang Yuan's house long ago.

Jiang Yuan sent people over, and Mu Zhiyang and others naturally followed.

A large group of police officers lined up to get on the elevator, and then stood in front of Jiang Yuan's door, staring in a daze at the "Home of the First Class Meritorious Patriot", "Home of the First Class Meritorious Patriot", "Home of the Second Class Meritorious Patriot", "Home of the Second Class Meritorious Patriot", "Home of the Third Class Meritorious Patriot", and "Home of the Third Class Meritorious Patriot" in front of the door.

Jiang Fuzhen went out and said, "Come in and eat meat."

"No, uncle, we still have to go to work." Mu Zhiyang and others hurriedly declined.

The delicious meaty aroma wafts into the air.

"Brother, let me stay at your house for two days." Uncle Eleven walked in without any shyness and gave the two Dobermans a toothy smile.

Jiang Yuan thought about it and said, "Since we are here, let's eat something first."

As he spoke, Jiang Yuan called his colleagues into his home to eat meat together.

When Jiang Fuzhen was at home, there was always meat cooking in the pot.

What we cooked today was beef again, produced from our own farm. It was slaughtered early in the morning and sent to us, and the part we chose was of excellent quality.

With Jiang Yuan's greeting, everyone sat around happily, except for Wang Chuanxing and others, who had to turn on their computers and work while eating meat...

Information from all parties is also being sent in at an accelerated rate.

"Captain Jiang, the Changyang City Criminal Police Detachment has made a discovery." Wang Chuanxing reported to Jiang Yuan in a low voice while chewing meat.

Jiang Yuan said "Oh".

"The dummy test proves that the victim was pushed down from the 22nd floor." Wang Chuanxing lowered his voice so that only Jiang Yuan could hear it clearly.

"As long as there is a case, it's fine. We can bring the person back and don't let him get away." Jiang Yuan smiled. Since the deceased was pushed down, at least there is a case. And Wang Lin is an important person involved in the case. Even if he is not the murderer, the identity of a suspect is enough.

In fact, because Wang Lin is already a suspect under key surveillance, her WeChat text messages, phone calls and other behaviors provide sufficient evidence.

Of course, it is also very necessary to confirm that there is a murder and a death.

Jiang Yuan looked up at Uncle Eleven again, who was still holding Doberman and refused to let go, as if he could do whatever he wanted now that he was at Jiang Fuzhen's home.

Wang Chuanxing passed the order down and continued to summarize the information while eating beef.

Next to him, Mu Zhiyang answered the phone and said, "Captain Jiang, the news from the Beijing Bureau is that it has been confirmed that he was murdered."

"Got it." Jiang Yuan felt even more relieved.

If the two murders are eventually confirmed, it is not impossible to seek the death penalty.

"Captain Jiang. News from Qinghe City..."

When Wang Chuanxing came to report again, Jiang Yuan just nodded slightly and sighed: "This has spread all over the province."

"Are you going to issue a wanted order?" Wang Chuanxing observed the expression on his face.

"Let her hang it in the system." Jiang Yuan didn't care about anything else and just increased the intensity to the maximum.

"Captain Jiang, Jianjiang City has also confirmed it."

"Captain Jiang, Wanxiang City has confirmed it."

"Liyuan City..."

As reports were compiled one by one, Wang Lin and her team gradually stood out.

(End of this chapter)