slip through the net [criminal investigation]

slip through the net [criminal investigation]

Author: windy

The following text—

Ying Cheng rushed to investigate the case, picked up a homeless man by chance, searched and searched, and somehow found out a wife for himself.

—— "My name is Jiang Huan. Huan Huan."

——"Jianghan used to be a guest, and every time we met, he returned drunk. Is this what you mean?"

—— "Then who is talking about you, you have no place to go, right? Then you can go home with me. For the sake of your love for me, I will support you by doing laundry and cooking."

Jiang shook his hand back and scalded his fingers to the heart on the spot.

——This person still has no face...

That's what I said, but I still can't eat cold dishes and cold rice.

So Captain Ying picked up a wife, but Mrs. Jiang raised a son. Since she had Jiang to take care of her, Ying Cheng finally lived a happy life of hot porridge and hot meals.

However, with the deepening of the case, the identity of Vagabond Han Jiang has gradually surfaced...

Ying Cheng belatedly discovered that he was the source of all the suffering.

—— "Yingcheng, I can die for you, but I can't say it. I can't."

Content tags: Childhood sweetheart, uniform, love, industry elite, suspense reasoning

Search keywords: Protagonist: Ying Cheng, Jiang Huan┃Supporting roles: police uncle and police sister who serve the people┃Others:

One-sentence introduction: Should be submitted to investigate the case, but a wife was found back

Conception: safety, peace, stability, tenderness

Volume [-]: The City That Never Sleeps

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1. Incident

At night, Lancheng was covered with a layer of hazy lights, and the light and darkness meshed with each other, splitting the city into east and west halves out of thin air.

The east of the city is quiet in the dark, while the west of the city, which is still in the transitional stage of development, is brightly lit and is ushering in the peak period of business.

The glamorous high-end clubs and the damp and cramped poor streets are side by side and hand in hand. Some people build tall buildings here and entertain guests, and some people spend all their courage just to survive.

Comparing the two, the word fate is really funny and makes people laugh.

After three o'clock in the morning, the nightlife in the high-rise buildings gradually reached its climax. On the dance floor, demons danced wildly, and the heavy metal music was deafening. However, in the dark alley outside the door, the only person awake was a homeless man.

He was wearing an old T-shirt and was digging through the trash.Recently, due to the reform in the west of the city, a cleaning team has been stationed to prohibit homeless people like them from rummaging through garbage. This made his life even more difficult. There are only a few small streets and dark alleys that the cleaning team did not include.

The dirty and smelly trash can not only contains his life, but also hides broken glass shards, and occasionally even blood-stained syringes. He has to take advantage of the moonlight and be very careful to avoid these "murder weapons" ", the occasional din under the night did not affect him until...

Footsteps sounded behind him.

From far to near, again and again, stepping on the dirty puddle left by the night before, crackling, in the long silent night, every sound is like thunder.

He didn't take it seriously at first, but suddenly, there was an "ouch" from behind him.Only then did he subconsciously look back, and saw a girl in sexy clothes, her bright red Heantiangao slipped in the mud, and fell on her back in embarrassment.

He froze on the spot for a long while, as if he had made enough mental preparations, and then he opened his mouth. Just as he choked out the word "you", he looked down at his horribly dirty hands, did he dare to go forward to help him? .

The girl had no choice but to climb up by herself, her high-heeled shoes were so sprained that she took them off and held them in her hand. She stumbled straight to him, handed something to him, and murmured: " Call the police... quickly call the police!"

——"Someone was killed!"

He froze for a moment, confused, and when he came back to his senses, how could there be that girl in the dark alley?

If he wasn't still holding something in his hand, he would even feel that the moment just now was just an illusion.

Opening it up, I saw a syringe wrapped in a tissue lying quietly in the palm of my hand, and it was capped politely.

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In the early morning, the Lancheng City Public Security Bureau staged a battle for parking spaces without gunpowder as usual. Private cars that failed to reverse into the garage blocked the entrance of the garage into a long queue.

The deputy director, Huang Zhiyuan, was on the phone with one hand, his face was serious, and he didn't care about waiting for a parking space, so he left the car and ran upstairs.

Although he was about to retire, he still ran fast with the wind under his feet. As soon as he went upstairs, he turned a corner and went straight to the criminal investigation office on the second floor.

"What should I submit?"

It's not time to go to work yet, the criminal investigation office is scattered, and everyone hasn't arrived yet.

The deputy team leader Xie Lin also just arrived, with fried dough sticks in his mouth, and shook his head blankly.

He frowned even more tightly, with one hand and two fingers in a state of mind, he pointed Xie Lin to make him stand still, and then turned his face to continue talking on the phone: "OK, OK, I know about this, you need to detain him first... ...yes, don't let anyone go, I'll send someone right away...

I know, I know, just keep at it, watch the scene to death, don't make any mistakes, right, right... okay, okay, that's it. "

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone neatly, fearing that there would be more reminders on the other end of the phone, he frowned tightly and asked in a loud voice: "What's the matter with that kid, where is he? What time is it?" Don't you want to go to work, don't you? If you don't want to do it, let him go!"

Xie Lin was inexplicably scolded for Ying Cheng, so he could only silently hide the half-eaten fritters behind his back, looked up at the clock, half a minute before seven o'clock, and understood: "That kid... probably Picking up himself."

Yingcheng is the captain of the Criminal Investigation Detachment, a model workaholic who is dedicated to serving the people. He is the kind who is posted on the bulletin board and boasted the entire page because of the number of attendances during the festival. He is on duty 360 days a year and never misses work , but there is such a day every year...

Only on this day, the colleagues of the Lanzhou City Bureau can see their usually sloppy Captain Ying dressed in five people and six people, as if he could step on the red carpet for a wedding at any time, but he This "anniversary" has been maintained for several years, but the shadow of the bride is still nowhere to be seen.

As soon as Xie Lin finished speaking, the door of the criminal investigation office was kicked open by someone's shiny new leather shoes.

"Didn't I occasionally correct the glamorous image of our criminal police in the eyes of the general public?"

Ying Chengda came in, shameless, and kicked Gu Yuzhe, who was quietly eating melons by the door, after speaking: "Like you, the people thought that our criminal police were all IT men, and now we don't." A girlfriend, I have no idea."

Gu Yuzhe glanced at the anxious and angry Deputy Director Huang, did not dare to speak, and silently comforted himself in this simple and capable plaid shirt.

Be good, let's not be as knowledgeable as an idiot.

Xie Lin looked back and saw that he was wearing a black suit, a white shirt, a pure black tie that was meticulously tied, even the seams of his trousers were ironed, and he was wearing a pair of sunglasses. He looked like a dog. He also shaved his beard clean, and even found a third-rate Tony teacher, sprayed three catties of gel on his weed-like hair, and shaped it into a big back. .

He was suddenly blinded by the shiny hair, and after holding back for a long time, he said "what's wrong with you", Ying Cheng took off his sunglasses, lazily stuffed them into his pocket, and the domineering president kicked back The prototype of two hundred and five, with a flick of hair and a blink of an eye, hooked Xie Lin's neck: "Dude, this face is the best in the world in the police force. It's just a change of look, so there's no need for such a big reaction?"

Xie Lin wanted to hit him, but for Huang Zhiyuan's sake, he endured it.

Huang Zhiyuan had always been heartbroken when he showed such a foolish attitude: "What are you doing, this is the police station, when the male model of your club comes here to sell? The captain has no image, what does he look like with his shoulders crossed?

I haven't called you for a few days, and you are about to go to the house to expose the tiles, right?what time is it?Not working anymore?Girlfriend doesn't see you talk about it, who should I show it to? Go to the grave? "

Ying Cheng smiled, his face had long been forged into an iron wall under the bombardment of the old leaders, and he spread his hands: "Maybe it's to go to the girlfriend's grave?"

Seeing that the old deputy Huang was so angry that his face was red and his neck was thick, and his blood pressure was almost higher than Ying Cheng's height, Xie Lin hurriedly pushed forward to block Ying Cheng: "Vice Huang, there is a case? What case can directly hit you?" come?"

The phone between him and Yingcheng is not turned off 24 hours a day, and the phone bill is full every day. Even if he picks it up in the middle of the night, he can fly to the bureau to work overtime. Well, why did you skip the criminal investigation and make trouble in front of Deputy Huang first?

Huang Zhiyuan looked at him, then at Ying Cheng who was completely out of tune, he could only suppress his soaring blood pressure, cursed "I'll be mad at you sooner or later", and then sighed, with a serious face: "It's gold!" At the Du entertainment club, a rich second generation died. This matter has become a trending topic. I went to contact the online publicity to suppress the trending search first. I was responsible for the Bureau Chen. The case was passed on to him. Sooner or later, give him a heart attack!"

"Jindu Entertainment Club? Isn't this the point that Ye Qingzhou's group has been watching?"

Ye Qingzhou is the captain of the anti-drug detachment next door. He is on the same level as Yingcheng, a few years older than him. He is still alone in his thirties. The policeman, with his demeanor like a life-threatening gangster, the kind who carries a zha kit with him. If he goes out and walks around casually, he will be regarded as the focus by his colleagues