Things that solve crimes

In the afternoon, a banner with "Fingerprint Work Model Township" was hung at the entrance of the township government, and the police blocked the road in and out just in case.

This is what Wu An thought of. Fingerprint recording must not be done just like this. Otherwise, what if the suspect hears the news and runs away?

Of course, it's okay even if I run away, there are still police blocking the intersection.

Just with such a reason, things will be much easier to handle, and this is indeed the case.

When I saw the word "model", the township government was very cooperative. In order to get all the residents to cooperate, the government even funded the purchase of several large boxes of small fans, and recorded and distributed them one by one.

Now that the temperature is slowly rising, and you can get a small electric fan by taking your fingerprints, how can the residents not come?

Some people even asked if they could record it a second time.

In order to be a model, the government not only spent a lot of money on "materials" but also "manpower". Staff members came to the door one by one with a roster and asked questions.

Now, the Wangjiazhuang government is like a donkey with a carrot in front of it, everyone is working hard.

Seeing the endless stream of people coming to take fingerprints, Qin Henian silently gave Wu An a thumbs up. Sure enough, Jiang was still very old.

The recorded fingerprints will be sent to the identification center for comparison in the afternoon.

On the first day, there were no results and the task force members felt some pressure.

The next day, there was still no result, and everyone felt extremely stressed.

On the third day, there were only a few households left in Wangjiazhuang that had not yet had their fingerprints taken.

In the canteen department, Wang Yi was eating braised vegetables and drinking small wine. It was so comfortable.

"Wang Yi, you're drinking."

Wang Yi turned around and said, "Hey, it's Brother Niu. Come and have a drink."

Wang Niu waved his hand, "No, I have something to do. Have you taken your fingerprints?"

"What fingerprints are you recording?" Wang Yi was dumbfounded.

Wang Niu: “Our place has become a model town for fingerprint work, and everyone in the village must have their fingerprints taken.”

Wang Yi smiled and said, "Model Township, this is a good idea. I'll go there in a moment."

"Hurry up." Wang Niu said and left.

Wang Yi entered the canteen and closed the door. His face fell instantly. Did he dare to record the tape? He knew exactly what he had done, and he didn't dare let the police get his fingerprints.

Could it be that his affairs were exposed? Wang Yi was running around anxiously.

After a while, he calmed down. His story should not have been exposed. If it had been, it would be the police who came to the door now.

But even so, he still didn't dare to take fingerprints. What if fingerprints were left behind when "doing business" in the future?

Sitting on the stool, Wang Yi thought, maybe he would just run away. After he ran away, he rubbed off the "fingerprints" on his hands, so that when he "does things" in the future, he doesn't have to be careful for fear of leaving something "something" behind.

He had seen a big guy before who had all the "fingerprints" on his ten fingers worn away, leaving the fingerprints that were left useless. There was also an even worse one who chopped off his fingers and put on prosthetic limbs.

But now that he's running away, doesn't it mean there's something wrong with him? Just take fingerprints and the person will run away. The police will not check who you are checking.

Wang Yi hesitated whether to run or not.

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Knocks on the door and voices came in, "Wang Yi, are you there?"

Wang Yi was stunned. He ran to the surveillance camera and saw government workers and two policemen at the door. He broke out in a cold sweat.

what to do? what to do? Wang Yi was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.