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Time flies.

Another two days passed in the blink of an eye.

The Busan city cleanup operation is in full swing.

Um Young-ae's dream of living in the same room as a young prosecutor was shattered.

Li Zaihua has been extremely busy these two days, coming and going in a hurry.

Yim Young-ae stayed at the Busan prefecture for several days. Until the hospital sent a car to pick her up for surgery, she was not able to see the face of her boyfriend.

Last night, Li Zaihua led the Busan police to raid Seo Yeon-jung's cereal warehouse in Yeongdo-gu and successfully seized 100 kilograms of flour.

However, the next day, he came to Yeongdo District again.

2:30 am.

A dozen police cars crossed the bridge and stopped in front of a warehouse.

Soon after, another MPV stopped, and a police officer hurriedly stepped forward and opened the door.

Jiang Zhengxu stepped out of the car with a gloomy expression. Today was a good day for him to take over as the chief of the Busan local police.

Who would have thought that before we had time to be happy, another big case would happen.

A homeless man sneaked into a warehouse to steal something and sell it for alcohol.

Unfortunately, he didn't steal anything, but he was so scared that he pissed himself, escaped from the warehouse and called the police.

"Prosecutor Li, what do you think?"

Jiang Zhengxu turned to look at the young prosecutor who was about to get out of the car.

Li Zaihua pretended to be cautious and said: "Go in and take a look first!"

Jiang Zhengxu nodded and directed the on-site police officers to pry open the warehouse door and set up a cordon to not allow anyone to approach.

Fortunately it was early in the morning and most people were already asleep.

They didn't turn on the siren when they arrived, so there were no onlookers outside the cordon.

The moment the warehouse door opened, a smell of blood mixed with the stench of sea assaulted your nostrils.

All the police officers standing in front of the gate invariably covered their noses and mouths, bent down and retched.

This taste is really indescribable, just like fermented ray, it's hard to put into words.

The people in the forensics department acted as if nothing had happened. They were used to this smell, and they walked into the warehouse very calmly wearing filter masks.

Li Zaihua and Jiang Zhengxu chose to stay outside.

Soon, several police officers connected the lines and placed the bright lights in front of the gate.

The strong light was turned on, instantly illuminating the warehouse as if it were daytime.

A purgatory-like scene came into view.

Many police officers subconsciously took several steps back in fear.

The floor of the warehouse was covered with long-dried blood stains, and corpses with eyes wide open and dead eyes lying in a pool of blood.

Their palms stretched forward desperately, as if they wanted to grab something.

Jiang Zhengxu said nothing, staring at the scene inside the warehouse with an ugly expression.

Although the death toll has not yet been counted, the scene before him is worrying, and he speculates that the total number will not be less than double digits.

The Japanese incident is not over yet, there are double-digit casualties.

At this moment, Jiang Zhengxu is almost bursting into tears. Why can't he get along with him?

Li Zaihua frowned on the surface, but was extremely calm in his heart.

The reason why he did not dispose of the corpse in the warehouse was because he had expected that today, this case would always fall into his hands.

"Jiang Ci, no, Director Jiang, the most important thing right now is to send someone to verify their identities so that we can handle the next thing!"

Jiang Zhengxu came to his senses and directly called the head of the Busan Police Criminal Division.

"Let the criminal team go in and see if there is anyone you know!"

The news that Kang Jung-wook took over as the chief of the Busan local police today has already spread throughout the Busan police circles and upper class society.

"Okay, Chief!"

Upon hearing the order, the head of the Criminal Division quickly directed his subordinates to go in and identify the person.

The detectives bit the bullet, put on masks and walked into the warehouse.

Time passes minute by minute.

Ten minutes later.

A criminal policeman rushed out: "Chief, I have learned something. I recognized one of them. He is a member of the Five-Star Sect!"

Then several more criminal police officers walked out.

"Prince, I recognized three of them, all of whom are members of the Five-Star Sect..."

"I recognize two people who are also from the Five-Star Sect..."

Soon after, the detectives from the criminal team returned one after another. After identification, it was determined that the deceased were all members of the evil Five-Star Faction.

After Jiang Zhengxu listened to the criminal police's report, he gritted his teeth and said, "Go and call the people from the forensic department."

Talk about Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here.

No one needed to shout, the head of the forensic department came to report the progress on his own initiative.

"Chief, we have initially determined the cause of death. Based on the environment at the scene and the degree of decomposition, their death time was within 72 hours..."

"Everyone died from gunshots, and there were many bullets and bullet holes left at the scene..."

"I have sent people to collect the bullets and are waiting to go back to do ballistic tests to see what kind of gun they were shot from!"

After listening to the forensics department's report, Jiang Zhengxu immediately concluded that it was a vendetta by evil forces.

He is about to take office, and this matter must not be made public, otherwise the credibility he has just restored will be completely lost.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhengxu had no choice but to seek help from Li Zaihua.

"Prosecutor Li, what should we do now!"

Li Zaihua pretended to think, and after a moment said: "There is a way, it depends on whether Chief Jiang dares to do it or not!"

Jiang Zhengxu's eyes lit up.

"Prosecutor Li, let's go to the car and talk!"

The two returned to the MPV and closed the door.

Jiang Zhengxu asked impatiently: "Prosecutor Li, what can you do?"

Li Zaihua pretended to hesitate.

"Actually, it's very simple to settle this matter. Just frame the deaths of these people on the Japanese!"

Jiang Zhengxu was startled.

"Prosecutor Li, the Japanese were arrested four days ago, and the time of death of those bastards in the warehouse was three days ago..."

As he spoke, he came to his senses and thought for a moment: "You mean, let me fake the time of death?"

Li Zaihua shook his head upon hearing this.

"Chief Jiang, you thought of this yourself, I didn't say anything about it!"

Jiang Zhengxu was very happy.

But he didn't blame Li Zaihua, which was indeed a good idea.

Anyway, the crimes committed by the Japanese on the peninsula are too numerous to mention, and Jiang Zhengxu does not feel any pressure if the Japanese take the blame.

"Prosecutor Li, I know what to do."

Li Zaihua said with a smile: "Actually, I don't need to tell you, Chief Jiang can also imagine that you have to say hello to the media to prevent them from reporting randomly!"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Jiang Zhengxu is thoughtful.

He's not really stupid, otherwise he wouldn't be able to sit in the position of deputy chief of the Busan local police.

Just now I was just too anxious, and I was temporarily confused. Now I calm down, and one after another hidden idea comes to my mind.

"Prosecutor Li, since it is Japanese people who are doing evil, leave the affairs here to me. You can go back and rest!"

The murderer is right in front of him. Li Zaihua can't catch himself. It's a waste of time to stay. It's better to go back and get some sleep and be energetic enough to participate in the appointment ceremony of the Busan Police Chief of Staff tomorrow.

"Well, I'll go back first. Chief Jiang, don't work too late. Don't forget that you have more important things to do!"

Jiang Zhengxu understood.

He opened the door and got out of the car, ordering the driver to take the young prosecutor back to his residence.
To be continued...