Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

Zhang Jiang was surprised when he received a call from Li Wushang again.

He thought that the matter would end with helping to obtain the surveillance video of the train station, but he did not expect that there would be follow-up to this matter.

"Captain Li, didn't you go to Shenyang?"

"On the way." Li Wushang said calmly, "There is one more thing I want to ask you for help with."

"Is it troublesome?"

"not sure."

"Okay, I haven't had much to do lately anyway, so I just want to enrich my life. Tell me, what did you find in the surveillance?"

After getting the surveillance video, in addition to Zhou Qi who was responsible for driving, starting with Li Wushang, He Wei, and ending with Bai Ji'an.

The three of them acted separately, each browsing the surveillance video for a day at eight times speed, staring at it until their eyes became sore.

But fortunately, not only did the box appear, but the person who sent it also appeared.

Li Wushang pressed the tablet with one hand and sent the screenshot of the video to Zhang Jiang's WeChat.

"Wearing a black sweatshirt and sweatpants, even the mask and hat are black. Although it looks very conspicuous, the actual appearance is not clear at all. I would like to trouble you to help me check where he entered the train station from. , or where did you go after you left."

The sound of Zhang Jiang's mouse came from the microphone. After a few clicks, Zhang Jiang fell silent, as if he was studying something.

After a while, Zhang Jiang's voice was like a muffled cannonball exploding in Li Wushang's ears.

"I know him."

Li Wushang was immediately shocked, "What did you say? You know him!"

Zhang Jiang's voice was very calm, "Well, although he wraps himself up very tightly, I recognize his walking posture and his pair of red striped sneakers that he never changes."

I can recognize the way he walks.

"Are you familiar with him?"

"Yes, his name is Liang Le. He always lives near the train station. He is a little gangster here. He stopped studying in the middle of junior high school. He skips school every day and is very rebellious. He has been under the control of the family for a long time, and he has been beaten and scolded. , but it didn’t work, so I simply let him go.”

Speaking of this, Zhang Jiang also had a headache.

"He has a bunch of little brothers who are always fooling around together. When he gets into trouble, he runs away. If he can't, he gets caught. He's the one who controls everything because he's not even eighteen yet. Even if I bump into him, I won't be able to cause trouble. Five times.”

Listening to Zhang Jiang's bitter history, Li Wushang felt embarrassed in his heart to speak.

But now Liang Le has become their only clue. No matter what, they must investigate.

Zhang Jiang has been a policeman for a long time and is also a smart man. Before Li Wushang could speak, he took the initiative and said, "If you need him, I'll go find him. I know where he lives."

"Thank you."

"Thank you, you can find him, it proves that that bastard has committed another crime! I am a policeman, I should arrest him, it has nothing to do with you."

He knew that Li Wushang never talked much, and he rarely asked anyone for help.

He didn't wait for what was brewing on the other side, and then said: "Okay, just wait for my news, I'll go now. Hang up." After saying that, he suddenly remembered something, and quickly put the phone he had put down on it again. In the ear, "Remember to mention me to Captain He when the matter is done, he is half of my idol."

Li Wushang listened and subconsciously glanced at He Wei, who was ten years younger than Zhang Jiang.

"Okay, got it."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Jiang swung his coat off the back of the chair, put it on and walked out the door.

A small policeman walked towards me. He was a newcomer who had just arrived a few days ago. He was holding a three-layer iron lunch box in his hand, looked at Zhang Jiang who was in a hurry, and shouted: "Brother Zhang, don't you want to eat yet?"

"Not hungry."

Zhang Jiang kept his head down and walked forward with his hands in his pockets, without even looking at the little policeman.

The little policeman looked at his retreating figure and muttered, "What's wrong? He's so angry."

Liang Le has been hanging around the old train station since he dropped out of school and was left alone.

There is a mix of good and bad people all year round, and over time, the people have become more and more confused. From the beginning, they went clubbing day and night, but later on, when they ran out of money, they became unclean.

Every time they took him to the police station for education, even though he still ignored him and showed off his face in front of them, at least he was still obedient.

But every time, when the time comes and the person is released, he will come back for other reasons within a month.

The cycle keeps repeating like this, and it's only a matter of time before someone is hurt or even killed.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jiang couldn't help but feel a little irritable.

He stood still, took out the new cigarettes given to him by Li Wushang from his pocket, took one out, put it to his mouth and lit it. After taking a long puff, he quickly ran towards his destination.

Just walk all the way and smoke all the way.

Until he stood at the entrance of the familiar yet dilapidated alley.

There are a lot of people coming and going at the train station every day. In order to have a moment of leisure, and to hide and escape easily after causing trouble, Liang Le and the others deliberately found the deepest and most complicated alley.

No matter whether you are a local or a foreigner, even a road fool will not wander into such a remote place by mistake.

Liang Le was squatting in the corner with two other gangsters happily smoking.

He held half a cigarette between his index and middle fingers, tilted his head upwards and deliberately blew the smoke, as skillfully as a smoker who had been smoking for seven or eight years.

I don't know what Liang Le said, but one of the gangsters started shaking his head happily.

In a flash, his eyes met the angry Zhang Jiang standing at the entrance of the alley.

The little gangster froze in fright, lost his balance in an instant, leaned back, and sat on the ground.

Seeing this, Liang Le laughed loudly until heavy and rapid footsteps came from the side.

Liang Le saw Zhang Jiang like a mouse meeting the best hunting cat!

No matter why Zhang Jiang came, he didn't think about what he had done recently.

In short, just run.

It's instinct.

Liang Le's move of running away startled Zhang Jiang. He was stunned for two seconds and became angry.

Zhang Jiang pointed at Liang Le and shouted: "Stop, little bastard!"

Liang Le turned a deaf ear and muttered to himself as he ran: "You are still standing there, waiting to be caught and nabbed. Are you kidding me? I am uneducated, and I am not sick!"

Just like that, he ran away and chased with praise.

Zhang Jiang saw that a man who was almost forty years old was no match for an underage opponent despite his physical strength.

In this way, he chased Liang Le twice in this big and dilapidated alley, almost missing his trachea.

In the end, Liang Le couldn't run anymore and sat down on the ground, raising his head and wailing: "What are you doing! I didn't commit any crime!"

"I'm not guilty..." Zhang Jiang put his hands on his knees, looked at his insteps, took a few deep breaths, stood up straight, and roared: "I'm not guilty, you're lying!"

"Why did I lie to you?!" Liang Le rolled his eyes, "You think I have a criminal record, so I am the one who lost their wallets at the train station!"

"I didn't say wallet."

"Then what are you doing?"

Liang Le jumped up from the ground angrily. Regardless of the ten-degree weather, he pulled up his collar and took off his black sweatshirt.