Evil and punishment [criminal investigation]

Some tasks in the criminal investigation team need to be done alone, but most of them still require teamwork. For example, teammates often need to save lives during arrest operations.The police officers of the Criminal Investigation Team of Haidong District have received a lot of kindness from their captain. It was Nie Cheng before, and Jiang Zhun now.

Hearing that Jiang Zhun had an accident, Liangzi and Zhang Jieming rushed to the hospital in a hurry.

"I'll go too." Nie Cheng put down his work, put on his windbreaker and walked out.

As soon as I stepped out of the gate of the police station, dozens of BMWs and Mercedes-Benz parked at the gate honked their horns like mourning. Several passers-by trembled, jumped off the shared bicycles, and staggered while holding on to the handlebars.

Nie Cheng frowned fiercely, looked up and saw the proud Han Le'an on the co-pilot of the nearest car, he just felt baffled, thinking that he rushed in to arrest people and questioned him at that time, Han Le'an thought he was the person in charge. It is normal to have resentment.

Soon some colleagues came out to warn the group of young people not to disturb the law and order, and they restrained themselves. Only the leading car in which Han Le'an was sitting honked its harsh horn loudly.

The situation on Jiang Zhun's side was unclear, and Nie Cheng didn't care about it. He saw that Zhang Jieming had already started the police car and was waving at him. He got into the car in three steps at a time, and went straight to the hospital.

On the way, he didn't say a word, and in a daze, he heard Zhang Jieming stutteringly explaining that Team Jiang was just leading people to fight the platoon, and logically there should be no conflict.

The three parked the car and ran to the emergency area. Just entering the hall, they met the deputy captain Wu Ze who went downstairs to pay the fee.Wu Ze nodded to Nie Cheng as a greeting, and said straight to the point: "He has already left the operating room and is out of danger."

Only then did they breathe a sigh of relief. Wu Ze told them the ward number, and pulled Liangzi to line up to pay for the medicine. When Nie Cheng and Zhang Jieming arrived at the door of the ward, the doctor came out and asked them: "Have the patient's family members come? Are you his colleagues?" Come here first, let me tell you the precautions."

Zhang Jieming saw that Nie Cheng was looking at the ward and didn't answer, so he took the initiative to say, "Okay, I'll go with you. Master, you go first, I'll be here later."

"Okay." Nie Cheng nodded and opened the door of the ward.

The hospital provided a single room for the captain of the criminal police. The windows were closed, gauze curtains hung on both sides, a TV was hung on the wall, there was a small refrigerator with a single cabinet next to the low table, and the sofa, shower and toilet were all available.

The operation was performed under local anesthesia. Jiang Zhun was awake at this moment, the medicine was not over, the pain was shielded by the brain, but he was a little tired, and he was resting with his eyes closed. When he heard the sound of the door opening, his eyes rolled, and he opened a slit slightly. Then he opened his eyes in surprise, turned his head and stretched his neck to see what happened.

"How did you come?"

His tone contained accusations against his subordinates for being troublesome, but there was an uncontrollable smile on his lips.He stretched out his right hand without the infusion needle to grab Nie Cheng's hand, and pulled Nie Cheng to his side flexibly.

Nie Cheng let him hold his left hand, and pressed his right hand on his shoulder, both to comfort him and to keep him from moving, "Lie down and don't move. It's not that they are talking too much. He was in my office when Wu Ze called Liangzi. How is the injury?" ?”

"It's just a scrape, not an artery."

"Is it that group?" Nie Cheng asked.

After returning from the suburban hotel, Nie Cheng reported what happened there and Wei Yuan's letter, and did not hide it from Jiang Zhun.Although they haven't found a suitable opportunity to talk about the matter between the two of them, they have repeatedly discussed the drug dealer and the people behind Wei Yuan many times.

In the middle of last year, a drug dealer was involved in a traffic accident, and he got into a fight with the other party, which attracted the police. After checking his identity, he revealed the identity of the wanted criminal. The case was handed over to Jiang Zhun. A few drug addicts were arrested, but they were never found online.

During that time, apart from this case, there were other cases, and Jiang Zhun was very busy, so he went to Wei Yuan for psychological counseling. Wei Yuan's "special attention" to him also began at that time, which is probably not a coincidence.Therefore, the drug trafficking case they are investigating and the Hebian case in which Nie Cheng was involved, with Wei Yuan as the clue, are related to each other, and the same group of people should be behind it.

"It's hard to say, I only found out after the interrogation. I feel that they are frightened retail investors, and they may have contacts with them. Those people are slippery, and shooting in the city is not like their style."

"How much is a clue."

"Yeah." Jiang Zhun thought about it, "Drug crackdown in the city has been severe in recent years, and there are not many desperadoes who make waves by hitting their guns. They are very likely to be related to the group two years ago."

Two years ago, it was related to the Guo Ying case.

Nie Cheng was silent.

Jiang Zhun remembered Nie Cheng's frenzy of staying up all day and night to catch criminals after the incident, and said with a headache: "The centipede is dead but not stiff. After all the main criminals were arrested and brought to justice, you said 'the puzzle may be missing one piece'. At that time, I thought You didn't come out, and now it seems that you were right. I'm sorry."

Nie Cheng shook his head, "You don't need to apologize, it's not your fault."

"It's not your fault either." Jiang Zhun said, shaking his hand vigorously.

Nie Cheng was silent again.

There was a clicking sound of the door lock opening and closing, and the two withdrew their hands and turned their heads as if nothing had happened.

Zhang Jieming's footsteps paused, his innocent eyes turned around, keenly caught the trace of depression in the air, and quickly found a topic: "It's almost noon, I'm going to buy something to eat, what do you eat?"

Nie Cheng said: "I'm relieved to see that your Jiang team is fine, so I'll go back to the camp." Turning around, he told Jiang Zhun, "Get more rest."

"Ah."

He walked to the door, turned his head again, looked at Jiang Zhun following him and added: "Be careful."

"You too."

The door of the ward closed behind him, Nie Cheng tightened his windbreaker, his brows were slightly drawn, and the light that had been quenched by the sharp sword rekindled in his eyes.He slowly calmed down his heartbeat, and buried himself in the cold wind of early spring.

Once the gunfire of revenge is fired, the blood will never stop until one side is covered with blood, and they are ready to fight.

In the afternoon, Nie Cheng went to see Wei Yuan.

Because he is not the person in charge of Wei Yuan's case, he has no right to arraignment, so he can only drive to the detention center by himself.

The day after he came back from the hotel, he went to look for Wei Yuan. At that time, his leg was still wrapped in bandages, and Jiang Zhun drove him in a wheelchair to bring him here.Speaking of Zhen Sizhe's death and his loan contract, Wei Yuan couldn't hide the astonishment on his face. He probably never dreamed that things were so coincidental and the police got clues so quickly.Wei Yuan admitted frankly that he had indeed borrowed money from Zhen Sizhe, and because he fell into his tricks, he was devastated about repaying the loan.

"Has the money been paid?"

"It's still on."

"Principal and interest plus liquidated damages are not a small amount. How did you pay them back?"

"I borrowed some of my savings from my friends."

"Which friend?"

"My classmate in college."

"what is it call?"

"Yu Zixuan."

Wei Yuan asked questions like squeezing toothpaste, but never mentioned the information about Jiang Zhun.Nie Cheng had no choice but to take out his trump card, "We went to your house and found a brown paper bag in the middle of the desk in your house. There were three pages of documents in it, which is very interesting."

Wei Yuan's complexion changed drastically, he looked at Jiang Zhun who had never said a word since he came in, avoided his eyes, kept adjusting the position of his glasses with handcuffed hands, and murmured for a while: "I am a doctor. "

"Speak out your unspeakable secrets, while we still believe in your medical ethics." Nie Cheng said.

Wei Yuan looked at him in surprise, "You don't, don't doubt that I followed the promise from above..."

"I didn't say I don't doubt it, it's up to you. I've seen not only the copy you wrote in hand, but also the copy you faxed. Who is the recipient of the fax?"

Wei Yuan was short of breath, flustered in his eyes, gave up tossing his glasses with both hands, hugged his head helplessly, and clenched his teeth.

"Who is the recipient?"

"How did you know each other?"

"What purpose do they have?"

"What else do you know?"

Jiang Zhun opened his mouth, and he kept bombarding Wei Yuan with these questions, but Wei Yuan never gave any answer.

They returned to their respective posts and wrote reports on this matter for several days, and then got an interrogation opportunity, but they still couldn't pry anything out of Wei Yuan's mouth.

Today is the third time Nie Cheng has come to see Wei Yuan since the Zhen Sizhe case.

Wei Yuan was led by the police and staggered to sit opposite Nie Cheng. He had been under the pressure of conscience and spirit for half a month, his eyes were black and blue, his cheeks were sunken, his beard was sloppy, and he looked haggard and vicissitudes.

"You don't look very good. The current crime is enough for you to spend ten years in prison. What are you worried about?" Nie Cheng sighed.

Wei Yuan opened his eyelids and looked at him, "Is your leg okay?"

"Well, it's almost better. But Jiang Zhun is injured, and they have to take a new action." Nie Cheng said.In fact, Jiang Zhun analyzed before that his injury should be accidental, but Wei Yuan didn't need to know.

Sure enough, Wei Yuan frowned and let out a long sigh.

"Years go by so fast," Wei Yuan sighed suddenly, "I can still vividly remember the time when I graduated from university. I was a postgraduate student in my school, and I was full of energy. Our industry is too professional, so I don't want to make progress." At that time, many of my classmates changed careers, and I thought I was better than them at the time, but now it seems that professional level has nothing to do with happiness in life.”

"What kind of life you want to live and what kind of life you may face are all people's own choices. It's never too late to make such a choice, and you still have a chance."

Wei Yuan smiled wryly and shook his head, then he buried his head and didn't speak again.

It was a failure again.

Nie Cheng returned to the police station in a gloomy mood. The teenagers who crowded the hall in the morning were all settled separately, but the hall did not return to calm. A three or four-year-old boy was standing in the middle with his head raised and crying loudly. She hugged him, buried her head in his neck, and her shoulders twitched as if she was crying too.

"What's going on?" Nie Cheng asked.

Deng Ting, who had a headache, explained: "It's okay, his mother thought the little boy was lost, but he was actually playing with the little girl."

It was only then that Nie Cheng noticed that there was an eight or nine-year-old girl standing in the corner of the hall. She was leaning against the wall, standing on tiptoe with one leg tucked in front of the other. With his head down, he noticed Nie Cheng's gaze, winked at him playfully, then jumped off the chair, raised his head in front of Nie Cheng, and said crisply:

"Dad, you have come to pick me up."