Police Chen Shu

"Are they so casual?" Chen Chuan took a quick step forward, like a shy primary school student, and whispered secretly behind Chen Shu.

After all, it was a murder scene. Although there was a possibility of suicide, it was against the rules to let other police officers from other provinces come in anyway.

In order to help Huang Mao, Chen Shu didn't care about these details.

"I carried a gun for our country more than ten years ago." Guess he must have heard Chen Chuan's muttering. Old Tang, who was walking in front, turned around and talked about his background as a soldier with a smile. In the past, "I never met anyone of my own in the workplace, and there was no one to tell me all my stories."

So that’s it, no wonder the Huangmao’s mother-in-law who was talking about Huang Mao was so enthusiastic when someone came!

Huang Mao and Zhu Yiba were former border police officers. In Yun Province, a border province of China and adjacent to the Golden Triangle, known as the most dangerous place in the world, of course they were particularly close.

Chen Shu did not pierce this thin veil and explain that he was a graduate of the police academy and helped Huang Mao retain such a master, so that he would have a place in the Criminal University in the future.

Chen Shu and Huang Mao had several brief exchanges. Although it was only a few words, it was enough to convince him that the other person's personality was indeed not suitable for front-line work in criminal investigation. On this point, he and Huang Mao's team leader agreed. .

But a person with such a simple personality is quite suitable for technology.

Thinking about it this way, the criminal section of the public security system is the best place for Huang Mao. That place was full of technical masters with bad tempers, and everyone was used to coaxing them to work. There was no such thing as deliberately making things difficult or isolating them.

"Team Chen! I'm waiting for you!" Huang Mao, who was already in the room, shouted enthusiastically and expectantly when he saw Chen Shu coming in.

Chen Shu smiled. It was probably because of Zhu Yiba that Huang Mao was extremely enthusiastic and trusting of Chen Shu. He must have trusted his platoon leader very much back then.

After entering the door, Chen Shu exchanged a few words with Old Tang and found that the forensic doctor had basically not been involved in traces. He could understand the general things, but it was impossible for him to investigate and estimate it himself.

Come to think of it, the status of the forensic doctors in the southwestern border of China and the forensic doctors in the eastern coastal area are the same within the system. They are both ancestors and uncles.

"Toes pointed to the ground, he probably committed suicide." Old Tang glanced at the body that Chen Shu had placed beside him before, and concluded.

After hearing this, Huang Mao, who had been worried, breathed a sigh of relief.

After death, the body will harden and the feet will be fixed. If the body is lying on the ground when it is dead, the toes will point to the ceiling. At this time, when it is hoisted up, the toes after stiffening should be parallel to the ground.

When a person commits suicide by hanging, his toes will naturally hang down because he cannot use the strength to do so. Therefore, shortly after death, the toes of the corpse are still pointing to the ground.

Chen Shu agreed with Old Tang's statement, but according to the procedures, the required on-site inspection had to be done.

Uneasy about leaving it to Huang Mao, Chen Shu rolled up his sleeves and prepared to inspect it himself. This was also Old Tang's original idea when he invited him in.

He asked Huang Mao to send someone to pick up the survey box from the trunk of the police car and go upstairs, and then started working.

By the way, it was almost an hour after arriving at the scene, and Huang Mao had still thrown the survey box into the car. With such a level of professionalism, Chen Shu really didn't worry about letting this guy end up.

Chen Shu first closed the door, then turned off the lights in the room, then turned on the footprint light, and used the principle of light emission to photograph the many shoe prints in the room one by one.

In this process, Chen Shu was not only an investigator, but also a teacher, teaching Huang Mao several simple and necessary spot investigation actions on the spot.

Because the room is not large, many shoe prints overlap. As a hotel room, there are many guests coming and going, so the detection value is not high.

However, this is part of the investigation process, and Chen Shu has already engraved it in his bones.

Sometimes, unexpected surprises and even the key to solving a case often appear in this unnoticed corner.

Although he has never worked in the criminal investigation brigade, Chen Shu has handled cases in the agency for so many years and has learned some simple investigation techniques.

Sometimes, if there are no obvious signs of damage, blood stains, sweat stains or other valuable traces and evidence at the scene, the criminal department will directly let the police officers from the police station directly inspect the scene.

As for Chen Shu, who has the highest number of overall hits, he is the best among them. When the criminal section was too busy and there was no one available, he would personally extract fingerprints and take photos of the scene.

Why do we say there are thousands of threads on the top and one needle on the bottom?

The work at the grassroots level is complicated. It is necessary to implement the various policies of different higher-level agencies, and then to perform and complete their own work. This is a true portrayal of a police station police officer holding multiple positions.

For example, the Criminal Investigation Brigade will refer criminal cases such as gun cases, robberies, and arson cases to the police station in the jurisdiction for handling, and will designate a target number of criminal detentions every month; the Public Security Brigade, as above, also has a target for fines and confiscations; For investigation, the same as above, there are indicators for criminal detention in cases of property infringement; for drug control, the same as above, there are indicators for forced rehabilitation and drug addicts.

The business team of the branch office, to put it nicely, plays the role of guiding business operations, but in practice, it is to distribute indicators and tasks to the police station, and then do nothing but wait for the statistics and summary at the end of the month.

Therefore, police officers who have been in the police station basically know a little bit about everything.

Maybe they are not as thorough in their profession as the masters of the various business brigades, but the case-handling policemen at the police station can still wield a few axes and are a jack-of-all-trades in the true sense.

While Chen Shu was working, he also observed Old Tang and Huang Mao.

Old Tang looked very calm. He probably had seen too many corpses as a forensic doctor, just like a slaughterhouse master who had seen too many big pigs chopped into pieces. He was very calm.

Huang Mao, on the other hand, seemed much more cramped. He looked like his hands were very busy moving up and down the scene, but in fact, he might not even know what he was busy with.

"Huang Mao, help me hold this footprint lamp." Chen Shu couldn't stand it anymore and said.

After receiving Chen Shu's instructions, Huang Mao breathed a sigh of relief, quickly came over to take the footprint light, and carefully set up the position.

After taking the photos, Chen Shu collected the things in the room one by one and packed them in transparent evidence bags, such as toothbrushes, tea cups, and used toilet paper towels in the toilet.

For example, toothbrushes and toilet paper look disgusting, but they are actually sharp tools for collecting evidence. They all contain DNA from people who have used them, so you can check them accurately.

What's interesting is that a cigarette butt was found under the toilet countertop. It looked like a cigarette that someone smoked while going to the bathroom. After smoking it, he threw it away.

The deceased was a female and it was unlikely that she smoked.

If this thing is found correctly, it is equivalent to the murderer actively providing the police with his ID card.

The above are all basic operations, there is no difficulty or skill, it is just a matter of being careful.

However, Huang Mao who was standing next to him was very excited. The moment he saw the cigarette butt, he directly concluded that there was a male person present at the scene, and this man must be the murderer.

Chen Shu was in a calm mood, but when he saw the cigarette butt, he suddenly thought of Zhang Yang for some reason. He didn't know if she would sit on the toilet like him and smoke to relieve her worries when she was under great pressure.

Shaking his head, Chen Shu focused on the scene again.

As a provincial department, the Yun Provincial Public Security Bureau's courtyard is solemn and elegant, at least that's what Ma Rongcheng, who has been working here for a year, thinks so.

From the gate to the door of the building, in the distance of more than 200 meters, apart from a highly automated circular fountain, there was almost nothing else that could distract his attention. All that was left was the sound of sizzling water and the wide open space. The majesty brought by the land.

Walking in this corridor of power, Ma Rongcheng, who had walked back and forth countless times, could only hear the sound of his own heartbeat. This feeling made people feel a little addicted.

Of course, don't be blinded by these magnificent buildings. The current establishment of the entire Yun Province provincial department is only six to seven hundred. This is the result of years of hard work.

After being divided among leaders at all levels and administrative personnel who maintain the normal operation of the province's public security system, when it comes to the specific business level to be implemented, there are actually very few people left.

This is why most of the work of provincial departments is of a guidance nature. The reason is that there is really no extra space to accommodate business guys.

Therefore, in addition to the high-tech equipment and absolute authority to use it that far exceeds that of local and county-level public security bureaus, most steering groups from provincial departments basically have no local expertise.

However, the bosses in the department still have methods, which is to draw "animals" from the lower-level city and county public security bureaus. This kind of transfer is without establishment and is purely for work. When the time is up, the animals have to go back to their original units.

This is not only an optimal allocation of human resources, but also an absurd comedy about human nature, fantasy and reality.

However, this approach serves multiple purposes. It not only solves the problem of manpower shortage in the provincial department, but also gives the grassroots friends the opportunity to go up to a place higher than their own circle and breathe a different air.

Although, the air is basically mixed with the dust of documents and the exhaustion of working overtime.

The cruelest part of this trick is that it allows those who have briefly enjoyed the high-end atmosphere of the provincial government to naturally promote the beauty of the provincial government through their mouths after returning to the grassroots level.

Therefore, there will still be many grassroots police officers rushing over in the future.

Most of them will be young people, such as those who are full of enthusiasm and ready to do something big, those who come to higher-level departments with less than simple purposes to get to know the leaders, those who think they have a chance to stay in the provincial department, and some who just want to escape from the grassroots level. I came out of the police station to catch my breath.

But no matter what their purpose is, they must eventually face a cruel reality.

In the provincial government, unless the establishment is implemented, they will still be livestock, just changed to a higher-end pasture.

However, some middle-aged people who have seen through the secular world still like the provincial department. At least they work here and don't have to stay up late on duty. Food and accommodation are provided by a dedicated high-end property company. It is said that the chef of the canteen of the provincial department is hired from a five-star hotel. .

This is the case for Ma Rongcheng. In order to avoid the endless housework and tutoring the children with their homework after meals, oh, by the way, and taking the children to cram schools on weekends, etc., he resolutely accepted the transfer from the local branch. Came to Yun Provincial Hall.

It has been a year since I joined a task force on an anti-fraud project. The main task is to target several companies in the KK Park in Bei, Myanmar.

Doesn't it sound very noble?

But in fact, unlike the case investigators working on the front lines abroad, the task force stayed at the provincial department and others to do their daily work. They mostly drank tea and chatted in the office, and occasionally handled case files. Everyone is more discussing how to be promoted and how to strive for more power, but specific business skills are not valued as much as outsiders think.

As long as there are people in the place, they will definitely be divided into celestial beings and oxen.

In the office, as soon as Ma Rongcheng sat down, he heard several colleagues who had arrived earlier discussing a murder case that had just occurred in the provincial capital. They said that a naked female body was found in a hotel with no trace of hair on her body. After initial investigation, it turned out that It was discovered that it was a secret room murder.

"Murder in a secret room? You've read too many movies and novels." Ma Rongcheng, who has a background in handling cases at the grassroots level, muttered in a low voice, shaking his head and having a different scorn for these colleagues who have a department staff and only know how to discuss cases in the office.

Of course, Ma Rongcheng himself would not think that this was a kind of jealousy towards them, just like when they faced Ma Rongcheng who was recruited from the grassroots level just to work, they had a sense of pride BUFF.

Ma Rongcheng smoked a cigarette and listened to the gossip of his colleagues. He thought to himself that it was still comfortable in the hall. If he was in the branch now, there would be no time for small talk in the office.

At 8:30 in the morning, I was either handing over to the colleague who was on duty last night, or rushing to handle a case or interrogate the person I just arrested. I even drank water while walking, for fear that if I were slow for a few seconds, the detention center would not have a room for interrogation.

After smoking and drinking tea, Ma Rongcheng began to sort out the case files from the previous days step by step. With this amount of work, he could go for a week without bringing back any duplicates.

After all, he was famous as a "super detective" in his old workplace and had handled countless cases. In that small county town, he was considered a figure who could shake the dust off the ceiling with his stomping feet.

For this reason, my colleagues in the task force laughed at me for being the king of papers, saying that everyone from the grassroots level is the king of papers.

In Ma Rongcheng's heart, the title "King of Volume" is not only an affirmation of his work, but also an honor and a helpless self-deprecation for himself.

Serve some snacks! You are just working hard, just thinking about improving your work every day, instead of seriously honing your business skills. When I get a real boss, I might have to strip away the arrogance in you. This is what Ma Rongcheng, who does not have a provincial department staff, thought.

Just as he was immersed in his thoughts, a murder broke his peace.

"Lao Ma." A policeman wearing a white undershirt came over and greeted, "There was a murder case down there, and we are asking for help. As you know, in order to trouble the task force this time, they sent their experienced criminal police to They were all drawn over, and some brigades with a small number of people could only maintain the most basic duty to receive police officers.

"It just so happened that I sent several members of their team to Burma for business. There really aren't any suitable candidates in the team right now. How about you go and help? There's no need to help, just leave that person alone."

This task force is a big project. If it is completed, it will be much more promising than solving a murder case.

If it were me, I wouldn't have time to go back to my old unit to take over the case.

In the end, the project and the murder can only be carried on the shoulders together, and neither of them can become famous, just a proper tool man.

But as a person who was transferred from the grassroots level, he would definitely have to deal with this kind of thing.

call!

The kettle in the office was boiling, and the whirring steam interrupted Ma Rongcheng's thoughts.

"Okay, Captain."

In an instant, Ma Rongcheng had a lot of thoughts, but at this moment, facing the deputy leader of the task force, a big man in a white shirt wearing the brand of Criminal Investigation Manager, he could only stand up and take out a heavy bag from under the table. Exploration box took over the matter.

"Okay, I'll ask Xiao Chen from the motorcade to take you to the branch in a moment."

The captain knew that at this critical moment when the task force was about to solve the case, Ma Rongcheng, who had been working hard for a year, was transferred away. Although it was temporary, he would probably miss the final opportunity to pick the fruits.

He patted Ma Rongcheng's shoulder and said sincerely: "If you encounter any problems down there that you can't solve, just call me."

Can you give me a seat in the hall?

Hey, probably not.

Ma Rongcheng pretended to be grateful and nodded heavily: "Thank you, Mr. Zheng!"