never forget [criminal investigation]

Soon, Xing Yue contacted Qu Wei, explained the situation to her, and asked her for help.

On the phone, Qu Wei agreed very happily, "No problem. Hey, isn't this what we agreed on a long time ago?"

Xing Yue was very grateful, "It's a good deal, but the situation has changed now..."

Before picking up the phone, he was indeed a bit uncertain, worried that Qu Wei would be concerned about his and Xiang Hai's current identities, after all, they were not relatives, and a place like a prison would be somewhat taboo.

"The situation has changed, but hasn't the person changed?" The giggling sound came from the other end of the phone, like ice cubes colliding with each other in a cup of iced coffee in summer.

Unknowingly, Xing Yue also smiled.

"Well, I'll make preparations for the next few days, and I'll see Xiang Hai on the weekend, and we'll talk about it in detail." Qu Wei said in a helpless tone, "I'm going to be the head teacher this semester, no more than before, no class Sometimes I can catch a fish."

"Then... I'm sorry to trouble you." Xing Yue was a little embarrassed.

"Hey!" Qu Wei laughed again, "By the way, are you missing something, I'll take it along."

"No shortage," Xing Yue said quickly, "You don't need to bring anything, really, thank you."

Qu Wei thought for a while, "Is your birthday coming soon?"

"Oh," Xing Yue scratched his head, "It's coming soon, but I don't celebrate my birthday very much."

Qu Wei paused for a moment, and didn't continue the topic, "Okay, then say hello to Xiang Hai, and I'll visit him in a few days."

"Okay." Xing Yue said sincerely again, "Thank you."

Qu Wei was not polite any more, told them to take care, and hung up the phone.

Xing Yue let out a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect that Qu Wei would not be the one he was waiting for a few days later.

"Professor Zhong?"

This accident was really a big one, causing him to freeze in place, not knowing what to say for a while.

Professor Zhong looked at him for a while, motioned for him to come in, and pointed to the opposite side, "Sit down, sit down and talk."

Only then did Xing Yue dawdle, his butt lightly touching the chair, like a primary school student called into the office by the teacher.

He never expected that Professor Zhong would appear here, and even more surprised that the two would meet in the interrogation room, so he was awkward all the way.

But at this moment, he just sat with his eyes downcast, because he knew that Professor Zhong was looking at him, so he didn't dare to raise his head.

Soon, I heard Professor Zhong say, "I'm going back to Beijing, so I'll take a look before I leave."

Only then did Xing Yue raise his head, and met two sharp eyes.

"There are three other things I want to tell you." Professor Zhong frowned.

"Yes!" Xing Yue immediately straightened his back in the chair like a conditioned reflex.

"First of all, Yuan Guoping's case has been handed over to the Procuratorate," Professor Zhong said solemnly, "My work here has come to an end. Next, we have to wait for the prosecution's prosecution and the court's decision."

Xing Yue's tightly clenched fingers suddenly "clicked", and the knuckles were pressed painfully.

My good fellow, this is really a dark hole.I was still looking forward to it, but I didn't expect that the sky outside had changed.

"There are many people involved in this case, more than expected." Professor Zhong frowned slightly. "According to past experience, after the court makes a ruling, they will definitely file an appeal. Therefore, when the dust settles, we still need to A long process."

"Yes." Xing Yue agreed.He is very satisfied, with this hope, he is willing to wait as long as possible.

The scope of this series of cases, the number of people involved, and the impact on Dongjiang were far beyond Professor Zhong's previous imagination.

Even later, he felt more afraid for Xing Yue.

If he hadn't chosen to ask himself for help at the beginning, but had gone in with enthusiasm, now he might be digested to the point that there would be no bones left.

And the little policeman who was always guarded by Xing Yue, who was the fuse of Yuan Guoping's case and the first person in Zhao Lang's case, was able to escape from this storm, which is also called a miracle.

Although he has never met, he has a good impression of Xiang Hai.Because he just likes this kind of persistent, courageous and intelligent policeman.Like Xing Yue, like the double edge of a sharp sword, each has its own sharpness.

It's a pity that this Demon Subduing Sword has been sealed and can no longer be used to eliminate demons.

"When you called that day, I was in Dongjiang." Professor Zhong looked at him. "The case is at a critical stage, and I can't answer your call. Even if I answer, I can't help you. Do you understand?"

Originally, there was no need to explain this to Xing Yue, but after seeing it, I still couldn't help but want to say it.

"Yes, I understand!" Xing Yue immediately straightened up and repeated, "I understand, Professor Zhong."

Looking at him, Professor Zhong was a little helpless, and more emotional.In that class back then, after all, they couldn't keep even the only single seedling left.

I remember that before graduation, he left the last sentence to the students, "Go to the front line and be a good policeman."

This is the expectation and entrustment of an old criminal policeman.

Unfortunately, there were 20 students in the class at that time, and only one went to the front line.

This is a personal choice and understandably so.To say an inappropriate sarcastic remark, "Where is it not serving the people?"As a graduate of the "criminal investigation" major, most people still choose to take a shortcut between their personal future and the teacher's trust.

And the only thing that comforted him was that he had even taken off his police uniform now.

This gave him a sense of frustration that only a teacher can experience.

He understood every student's choice, including Xing Yue's, but he couldn't agree with it, especially Xing Yue's.

There are many ways to solve the problem, but in the eyes of these children, it seems that there is nothing but death.

He has made his own way in life. As a former teacher, he only hopes that every student, including Xing Yue, will not regret his choice today.

"Okay, that's the end of the case." Professor Zhong pinched the bridge of his nose and rested his elbow on the table, "Let's talk about you."

"What are your plans for the future?"

"..."

Xing Yue hid his hands under the table, rubbing back and forth on his thighs, "I haven't thought about it yet."

"Have you thought about it, or have you thought about it?"

"No, I didn't think about it." Seeing Professor Zhong frowned, he quickly lied.

In fact, he had thought about it, but at the moment he couldn't say that his plan was to open a motorcycle shop.It's not that I don't think this profession is not on the stage, it's just because I don't have money.He even planned to join a club after he was released from prison, run cars for others for two years, and save some money.

Professor Zhong did not seem surprised by this answer.He stood up from his chair and slowly paced around the table, "This time we came to Dongjiang, and we found some problems while handling the case."

The topic changed a little suddenly, and Xing Yue also stood up quickly, following his teacher with his eyes.

"Current cases are becoming more and more complicated. Although criminal investigation technology is constantly improving, there are more and more challenges to be faced, especially in physical evidence inspection and identification."

"All cities have their own appraisal institutions directly under them, which can be constrained by conditions such as funds, personnel, and technology. Faced with an endless stream of cases, especially serious and extraordinarily serious cases, they are always stretched."

"This kind of situation is not limited to Dongjiang, in fact, it is similar in all parts of the country."

Speaking of this, Professor Zhong stroked his gray hair, "Take this case of Zhao Lang as an example, every gun, every bullet mark, and every bullet involved in the case must be inspected, as well as those drugs and production tools. , vehicles, etc.”

"I remember at that time, all the staff of the physical evidence appraisal department of your Dongjiang City Bureau worked overtime, and the machine was running 24 hours a day. This case is closed, but the other cases in their hands can only be postponed."

Xing Yue listened carefully.

This situation can be said to be the norm for grassroots police.Physical evidence, forensic medicine, trace inspection, including their criminal investigators, come here almost every day, every year.So he couldn't guess what Professor Zhong meant by saying this for the time being.

"Where there is demand, there will be a market, so third-party appraisal agencies have emerged in the society, and the number is increasing."

"This has indeed relieved part of the pressure on the appraisal work of the municipal bureaus in various places. However, there are also situations of mixed qualifications and personnel in such institutions."

"I even heard that some institutions do nothing but accept DNA and help people investigate illegitimate child cases, because this kind of money is the best money." Professor Zhong shook his head.

Xing Yue still didn't quite understand why he told himself these things.

"Let's get down to business." Professor Zhong returned to the table and motioned for Xing Yue to sit down as well, "I have two students, who are your senior brothers, and they have been doing this kind of work recently."

"The purpose is to establish chained, uniformly managed, professional social appraisal institutions that can handle the identification of evidence in major and difficult cases in several representative areas of the country."

"Because it can radiate to the three surrounding provinces geographically and can handle foreign-related cases, Dongjiang is one of their first-choice targets."

"They have been preparing for this for several years, and the funds in the early stage have basically been in place. Now, what is lacking is people."

"Not a simple machine operator, but a talent with comprehensive technologies such as on-site, trace inspection, forensic medicine, bullets, blasting, etc."

Xing Yue's eyes lit up a long time ago, no matter how stupid he is, he should understand.

He stood up "scrambling" to express his determination, "Report, I can!"

Although Professor Zhong has cultivated himself well, he still couldn't help but glanced at him at this moment, "What can you do? Are you the kind of talent I mentioned?"

"Yes, that's right." Xing Yue knew the truth of being humble in the face of opportunities, and smiled brazenly, "Even if it's not, I can still learn from it!"

He needs this opportunity so badly that he must hold it firmly.

"You don't need to express your determination to me." Professor Zhong leaned back in his chair, still with a stern face, "I'm just telling you the news, but don't expect me to recommend you to them. If you plan to go back to OUHK to continue your studies, don't count on I'll help you take a shortcut."

"Yes!"

Xing Yue's right hand almost reached his brow, but he pressed it down again, clutching his trouser leg tightly.

He was really very grateful to Professor Zhong, so grateful that he wanted to rush over to give the old man a warm bear hug.

No shortcuts, no recommendations, just a hope is enough.

There is nothing more exhilarating than hope in the midst of despair, and that feeling can never be felt by anyone who has not experienced it.

"Okay." Professor Zhong waved his hand, motioning him to sit down quickly, and put away that hot and piercing gaze.

Xing Yue immediately sat down obediently, only to remember that Professor Zhong only said two of the three things.

"Teacher, do you have anything else to do?"

After pondering for a moment, Professor Zhong finally said, "Do you still have any memory of the Hunhe 11.21 series of robbery and murder with guns?"

Xing Yue thought for a while, "Yes."

"On November 94, 11, a jewelry store in the urban area of ​​Hunhe was robbed at gunpoint, and two clerks in the store were shot dead on the spot. The next day, the financial office of a toy factory in the suburbs of Hunhe was robbed, and the same Two people were shot and killed."

"Three days later, two suspects used the same method to rob a taxi with a local license plate in an attempt to escape. During the roundup, one was shot dead on the spot and the other was injured."

"A total of two 94-type pistols, one self-made pistol, 26 bullets, and all the stolen money and dirt were seized from the two of them."

These major cases are a compulsory course for criminal police, so Xing Yue opened his mouth and came here.

Professor Zhong nodded, "Later, the suspect confessed the source of the gun."

"Yes." Xing Yue continued to recite the text, "According to the suspect's confession, they bought two Type 94s and all the bullets from a man named Da Jun. That man is on the China-Myanmar border and has been engaged in illegal buying|selling|guns for a long time. |The activities of gun ammunition. Later, the police followed the clues, and after 7 months of investigation, they finally uncovered the gun trafficking gang headed by Chen Dajun."

"I remember... There were three people in Chen Dajun's gang, two were arrested at the time, and one escaped from Myanmar."

"Yeah." Professor Zhong nodded again, "The one who ran away was never caught."

"No name, no surname, no identity, no photo. Chen Dajun and the others only know that he is nicknamed Xiaodongbei. He is 17 or 8 years old. He can speak Burmese and a little English. He is not tall, but he is very ghostly."

Professor Zhong continued to recall, "At that time, 12 pistols and more than 600 bullets were handed over from Chen Dajun's den."

"There were 18 pistols and more than 1000 rounds of ammunition hidden in another place, but when our men rushed over, the place was empty."

"It should have been taken away by that little Northeast." Xing Yue added.

Professor Zhong didn't comment, just looked up at him.

Xing Yue felt that the teacher would not bring up this case for no reason, so he didn't say anything, and waited for Professor Zhong to finish speaking.

Professor Zhong took a deep breath, and then spat out heavily, "Of the 11 guns seized by Zhao Lang's gang, 8 guns were identified and proved to be from the same batch as the Type 94s used by Chen Dajun back then, even the numbers of the bullets inside were all the same."

Xing Yue's breathing stopped suddenly, and he almost stood up again, "You mean, that little Northeast has appeared again?"

Professor Zhong still frowned, and did not answer his question, "These guns were all handled by Zhao Lang himself. Now that he is dead, no one knows the origin of the guns."

"However, later we found a suspicious contact from his mobile phone called Lao Qiang."

Xing Yue pursed his lips.

Professor Zhong also looked at him, "The Dongjiang Municipal Bureau immediately launched an investigation, looking for this person nicknamed Lao Qiang in Dongjiang and surrounding cities and counties, and at the same time conducting searches in various prisons across the province."

Hearing this, Xing Yue's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.He probably guessed what Professor Zhong was going to say later.

"Maybe it's really Skynet Recovery." Professor Zhong rubbed his hands lightly. "A few days later, the Mingzhou Municipal Bureau sent news that a prisoner serving his sentence in Mingzhou Prison was nicknamed Old Gun."

Minnesota... Minnesota again.

Xing Yue curled up his fingers.

"The prisoner is Kong Jie, 40 years old, a native of Mingzhou. After dropping out of high school at the age of 16, he went to the south alone, and has since lost contact with his family. He returned to Mingzhou 5 years ago, and was arrested for selling pirated books. , began serving his sentence in Mingzhou Prison 3 years ago."

"According to his fellow inmates, this man would occasionally slip out a few incomprehensible birdsong, ask him what he said, and refused to speak."

At this time, Xing Yue stood up and looked at the opposite side firmly, "Teacher, just leave this task to me. If you still trust me."

Professor Zhong raised his face slightly following his gaze, "You already know what the mission is before I tell you?"

"Yes!" Xing Yue raised his chin and looked ahead, "Try to find a way to confirm that Kong Jie is the old gun in Zhao Lang's address book, the Xiaodongbei of Chen Dajun's gun dealer gang. There are also 18 Type 94s that were lost back then, and More than 1000 rounds of bullets, besides Zhao Lang, who else did he sell to, how many are left, where are they hidden, and are there any other accomplices."

After thinking about it, Xing Yue looked at Professor Zhong again, "Is there anything else?"

Professor Zhong looked at him, and after hearing him finish every word, he suddenly didn't know what to say.

He said everything he wanted to say and what he didn't want to say.

It sounds a little ironic.Xing Yue is no longer a policeman, but he still abides by his duties as a policeman.But if he was still a policeman, he would not be able to complete this task at all.

It was like a tailor-made arrangement for his identity.

In fact, when he first heard the news, the first thing that came to Professor Zhong's mind was Xing Yue.He also knew that if he asked, no, as long as anyone asked, Xing Yue would take over the task without hesitation.

But when Xing Yue really stood in front of him without hesitation, he felt very uncomfortable.

Xing Yue is no longer a policeman, he has no obligation to do these things, and no one can force him.

Perhaps it was because the oath of "eternal loyalty" was too heavy, and it had already been integrated into his flesh and blood. He was destined to take off his blue clothes and be a policeman forever.

"Teacher, I promise to complete the task, please trust me." Xing Yue pressed his fingers on the table and leaned forward slightly.

I said this not to repay the hope that Professor Zhong just brought him, let alone to commute his sentence for meritorious service.He just stood up instinctively, for no reason.

It's like people want to eat when they are hungry, they laugh when they are happy, and their heart beats faster when they see someone they like, there is no reason for it.

What's more, apart from him, there is no other person suitable for this kind of thing.

The plots in the movie where the police go to the prison to gather information undercover are purely fictional, and it is impossible to appear in reality.Not to mention that legal procedures are not feasible, even if you lie down, who can guarantee your personal safety.What's more, those criminals are all human beings, and they all stare at you.No matter how well the homework is done beforehand, a fake is a fake, and they will see through it sooner or later.

So no matter from which point of view, he is obliged.

Professor Zhong withdrew his thoughts and stood up from his chair, "Xing Yue, this is a task, but not your obligation."

"I see."

"You can refuse, and we can find other ways."

"I accept."

"I...can't promise to reduce your sentence."

"I don't need a reduced sentence."

Professor Zhong didn't say anything else, walked around the table, came to the opposite side, and patted him on the shoulder, "What's your plan?"

"Hmm..." Xing Yue bit his lip, "I have to think about it, give me some time. Also, I need that Kong Jie's information."

"Okay." Professor Zhong nodded, "Xu Feng will take over this matter later, and I will ask him to contact you."

Hearing Xu Feng's name, Xing Yue felt excited.

"By the way, you don't know yet, Xu Feng has already been transferred to the Municipal Bureau."

"Huh? Director Xu has been promoted?" Xing Yue became even more excited.

Professor Zhong gave a rare smile, "Well, I've been promoted." Then he said, "When your side is ready, ask Mingzhou to turn Kong Jie around, and then you can find a way to get in touch with him."

Xing Yue stroked his chin and thought about it, then shook his head, "This is not good."

"An unfamiliar environment can easily arouse his vigilance, and someone here knows my identity."

"I was safer in the past."

"Hmm..." Professor Zhong pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

"However, the warden of Mingzhou Prison has met me before, and he knows that I am a policeman." Xing Yue squeezed his fingers, "Maybe we should say hello to him in advance."

Professor Zhong frowned, "You mean... that Chi Yu?"

"Ah."

"Oh, no need." Professor Zhong put his hands behind his back again, turned back and sat down on the opposite seat, "He is no longer the warden of Mingzhou Prison."

"A month ago, he was removed from office."