As soon as An Ran arrived at his father's office, he started talking about how Jiang Qiang solved the murder case. An Shiping's demon cat case really gave him a headache and annoyance. After all, it was the case handled by the first department under his direct supervision.
Another group of students came and shouted every day, which made the director angry. If he couldn't handle it well, he would definitely be disgraced. He didn't expect that Jiang Qiang would solve such a complicated case in just one day, and he would also be able to solve it.
My daughter gets along well with Jiang Qiang and the others. Besides, these people don’t want any credit, so all the credit goes to their subordinates.
In the interrogation room, when Jiang Qiang came back, Huzi immediately stood up and walked forward to greet him. He cheerfully handed over the second confession and said, "Brother Jiang, this guy poured out something again. Take a look."
Is it useful?" "Okay!" After taking the materials, Jiang Qiang flipped through them casually, then his expression sank and he looked at Master Huang coldly. "Master Huang, are you unwilling to go to the Yellow River to take advantage of these trivial matters?
Want to muddle through? Let me tell you, if you want to avoid the pain of your own skin, tell the truth quickly!" "Master, I really have nothing more to say, I have said everything that needs to be said." Huang, who was trembling slightly.
The master licked his chapped lips, opened his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice: "Master, can you give me a drink of water?" "Want to drink water? Okay, then answer my question first." "I said, I will.
Say it!" "Where have you hidden all the ill-gotten wealth you have earned over the years?" Jiang Qiang asked, slapping the confession in his hand. "It's really all in that house." "How many more wailings did you prepare?
?" "One bottle, only one bottle!" "Is Douzi from Bian Quetang an accomplice?" "No, no, Douzi is just an apprentice, he and I..." Master Huang was still concentrating at first, but then he became more and more tired.
The last words spoken were almost all subconscious and instinctive responses, weak but not stunned.
"Lock him up first! Huzi, if you're ready, come with me to Firework Lane!" "Okay!" No. 69, Firework Lane, Master Huang's private residence. After a careful search, Jiang Qiang found a pile of things in front of him.
In terms of cash, there are two to three thousand French currency, as well as four small yellow croakers and half a can of cash, all of which are the ill-gotten gains made by Master Huang over the years. The unexpected joy is that in addition to the authentic painting of "Angry Cat", there are also
There are several other antiques. Of course, those wailings are also there. "I didn't expect that Master Huang, just a small Chinese medicine doctor, could have so much wealth." Hu Zi said with emotion. "Is he just a small Chinese medicine doctor? He is also a murderer.
Continue the interrogation after you go back." Jiang Qiang said. To be honest, he is probably the only one in the entire Tianjin Police Department who can recognize this kind of poison. Because he knows, he can recognize it at a glance when he sees it at Jian Ruyun's house, so he dares to
When going to Bian Que Hall, he called out Wail's name, which disturbed Master Huang's mood. Who made Jiang Qiang study medicine with his grandfather since he was a child, and he has superb medical skills.
When Jiang Qiang came back, the eyes of the people inside were obviously full of admiration and envy. As usual, Jiang Qiang got up early, washed up, went out, went to the breakfast stall, and ordered a bowl of tofu and refueling sticks.
, when he was about to start eating, someone suddenly tapped his shoulder from behind. "Brother Jiang, good morning!" Before he could turn his head, a man with sallow skin, skinny bones, triangular eyes, and a goatee, wearing the same clothes
The middle-aged man in a large police uniform slipped and sat across from him. Oh, it turned out to be Weasel. This guy's name is Huang Shilang, and he is nicknamed Weasel. He is called this not only because of his appearance, but more importantly, whenever he is looking for him
Yes, that's definitely not a good idea. As the saying goes, a weasel greets a chicken with no good intentions. He is from the General Affairs Department, and Jiang Qiang is not familiar with him. They are just acquaintances. Of course, even if they are not familiar with each other, since the other party greets him with a smile,
Jiang Qiang would not be ignored for no reason. "Oh, it's Brother Huang. Have you eaten it? Do you want some root?" Jiang Qiang pushed the fried dough sticks and said. "I ate it at home. It's okay. You can eat yours."
Huang Shilang waved his hands and said with a smile. "Brother Huang is better. I have my sister-in-law at home to serve me delicious food. Unlike us bachelors who have to find food to fill our stomachs early in the morning." Jiang Qiang seemed to be quite envious.
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"Hey, Brother Jiang, please don't laugh at you, Brother Huang, and me. You are so good now. You can feed the whole family without worrying about it. Unlike me, my whole family has to eat. Every day when I open my eyes, I have to think about how to make money.
Money." "By the way, brother, are you going to work?" Huang Shilang changed the topic. "Well, go after eating!" After hearing this, the weasel rolled his slightly cloudy eyes.
, scanned the surroundings quite vigilantly, and seeing that no one was paying attention here, he leaned forward and said in a low voice. "Brother, to be honest, I came here today because I have something to ask you. You must help me with this."
!" "What's the matter? Brother Huang, please tell me first and see if I can do it!" Jiang Qiang didn't agree wholeheartedly. At the same time, he secretly muttered: Haha, you really come to your door for nothing! "Then, this
It's for you!" With that said, Huang Shilang took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it over. Jiang Qiang took it, opened it and glanced at it: inside was a pile of brand-new French currency, at least dozens of yuan, almost.
It's worth more than half a month's salary! The legal currency has just been issued, and it is equivalent to the ocean, which is not a small amount. "Brother Huang, you have something to say, what are you doing?" Jiang Qiang said and was about to stuff it back.
.Besides, is Jiang Qiang still a person who is short of money?
Huang Shilang quickly signaled Jiang Qiang to stop with his eyes, and whispered: "Brother, in fact, Brother Huang is also entrusted by others. Didn't you take over a theft and injury case a few days ago? There is a piece of stolen property in it, and the owner wants to get it as soon as possible.
Go back, you can find me here just because of your connections." "According to the rules, this kind of stolen goods will have to be returned to others sooner or later. It's just a matter of time. It doesn't matter if other things are lost to their owners, but there are a few pieces of jewelry that belong to the ancestors of the owners.
People pay special attention to the relics left behind. They are afraid that something will go wrong if they are delayed for a long time, so they want to take them back as soon as possible.
I got the stolen property back!" Jiang Qiang raised his eyebrows and said. "Hey, brother, it's enough to tell outsiders, don't we ourselves know what's going on inside?" Huang Shilang grinned, with a look on his face.
A trace of disdain. These days, the power of the police to handle specific cases really depends on who is right. Anyway, if there is someone who takes the blame, then it is simple to give a discount on the stolen goods seized.
"I'm begging you, brother, this money is the owner's kindness. Just turn a blind eye and let me send the things back to you as soon as possible, okay?" Huang
The servant followed and said. Haha, it seems that the owner's thoughts are really in place, otherwise why would this Huang Shilang come to ask for help!
"Okay, since this is what I said, brother, can I not agree? Okay, I will close the case as soon as possible when I get back, and then I will give you the things!" Jiang Qiang put away the envelope and agreed readily.
Said. Huang Shilang immediately smiled, chatted for a few more words, then stood up and prepared to leave. But just after taking two steps, he suddenly stopped, turned around and said: "By the way, Brother Jiang, there is also the one who wears jewelry."
Remember to bring the box to me as well. People will also ask for it by name." "Oh, jewelry box? That's easy to talk about!" Hearing this, Jiang Qiang suddenly felt something in his heart and secretly wrote it down. Tianjin Police Station Evidence Section. Here.
All the evidence related to each case were stored there. The hall implemented the system of whoever handles the case is responsible, so Jiang Qiang quickly got the stolen goods from the theft case, and there was indeed a jewelry box inside.
With many years of experience in handling cases, Jiang Qiang felt that something was wrong with the request made by the other party. "Is there something fishy about this thing?" Thinking of this, he picked up the jewelry box and looked at it carefully. This box should be made of jujube wood, no.
It's some kind of precious wood. There are two pieces of jewelry inside, a pair of earrings and a bracelet, but they don't look very valuable. Am I overthinking it? Jiang Qiang raised his eyebrows suspiciously and put the box in his hands.
I looked carefully inside and out, and suddenly, my eyes tightened. No, the pattern here is wrong. The pattern line of the entire jewelry box is very smooth, why is there a intersection here, forming a small dot? Is it an oversight by the craftsman?
It doesn’t look like it! Is it possible? Chu Mu Feng stretched out his hand and pressed it gently. Click! A hidden compartment popped up on the bottom of the jewelry box, with a note inside.
Taking it out and looking at it, there were several rows of numbers written on it. Sure enough, there was something strange! Jiang Qiang showed a smile. It was a coincidence! If Huang Shilang hadn't specially told the owner to get the jewelry box back, he wouldn't have paid attention to it.
It's a thing. But what do these numbers mean? Jiang Qiang's intuition tells him that this should be a password, but without a corresponding code book, these numbers are useless. Take it away? Of course not! If you take it away by yourself, the owner will open it.
Afterwards, if you find that the thing is missing, you will definitely guess that it has been taken by someone. Not only will it alert the snake, but it may also cause trouble. Then copy it down first. As for the owner, I will quietly monitor it after the case is closed.
I can’t believe you didn’t reveal some clues. Thinking of this, Jiang Qiang immediately copied down all the numbers in the jewelry box. After confirming that there were no other mysteries in the jewelry box, he restored it as usual, then got up and left directly.
When Jiang Qiang returned to the office, An Ran had come back and kept staring at Jiang Qiang. There were people here and there looking for Jiang Qiang, and it was the same Huang Shilang. The difference from yesterday was that he looked at Jiang Qiang with more eyes today.
With some respect, he bowed with both hands and Huang Shilang came up with a flattering smile on his face. "Hi, Brother Huang, you're welcome. Come on, come on, please sit down." Jiang Qiang pulled up a chair and greeted. "Jiang Chu
"Chief, you are really talented. You have become a celebrity in our police department in a blink of an eye. Now when the demon cat case is mentioned, no one knows that it was you who solved the case. You have done a great job." Huang Shilang gave a thumbs up and praised. "It's a fluke."
It was a fluke, or thanks to the superior leadership." The two of them chatted for a while, and then Huang Shilang said insinuatingly: "By the way, Director Jiang, how did that matter go? Can you give me the jewelry box?
?" "It's done, no problem!" After saying that, Jiang Qiang took out the jewelry box from his desk pocket and handed it over. "Look at this, right? Everything is there." "Well, this should be it!
"Huang Shilang took the box with both hands, opened it, looked at it, and nodded repeatedly. "Director Jiang, thank you. Then I won't disturb your work and go first!" Huang Shilang quickly put away the jewelry box, and turned around to get it.
leave.
Jiang Qiang raised his eyebrows slightly, stopped Huang Shilang and asked, "Brother Huang, are you familiar with the owner?" "Okay." Huang Shilang replied subconsciously. "Oh, it's okay." "Okay, you're busy.
Wait." After Huang Shilang left, An Ran came over with a hot water bottle and added water while saying: "Director Jiang, this weasel is a guy who has no profit and cannot afford to get up early. You have to be careful?" "Well, in my heart
Quite a few." Jiang Qiang rolled his eyes slightly, then scanned the surroundings. After finding that no one was paying attention, he waved to Huzi and whispered. "Huzi, you can do two things for me now. One is to follow.
Weasel, let’s see if he handed the jewelry box to the owner Huang Jianxin; if so, then keep an eye on Huang Jianxin’s whereabouts. It’s best to get a feel for his activity patterns and life trajectory.” “Okay,
Director, don't worry, I'll go right away!" Hu Zi, who is good at tracking, is not afraid of Jiang Qiang arranging tasks, but is afraid of not arranging them. "Weasel, Huang Jianxin, I want to see which one of you two has something up his sleeve." Touched.
Touching the beard that had just sprouted on his chin, Jiang Qiang squinted his eyes, thoughtfully.
Mianmian Hutong. If you look down on this alley from a high place, you will find that it is full of antique courtyard houses. Jiang Qiang was drinking tea at home and reading the information sent back by Shunzi. At this time, the Japanese army had not yet suffered a major catastrophe.
Jiang Qiang is wondering why there has not been such a big transfer. Could it be that the Japanese have given up invading Chinese territory? This is impossible, and it is impossible for a brigade in Tianjin to confront the Twenty-Nine
What does little Japan mean? I also want to go back to Shanghai, but there is nothing interesting in Shanghai. I have nothing to do all day long, and I have to get married when I get home. I think about Tingting at this time.
I'm only 21 years old, and I don't have any feeling of love for Tingting. It's like getting married on the fingertips. Fortunately, in my previous life, I was over 40 and there was no woman I liked. I still had enough to eat for one person and the whole family was not hungry. Now there are many
At the very least, there are still a few women who like me, so that’s enough. He survived the catastrophe and traveled back to the era of the Anti-Japanese War. This is good enough for him. Now think about what else he’s not satisfied with. Never mind.
Wait and see, if the little devils give up their invasion of China, they will take back Tianjin. This place has become a transit point for the smoke. This is not something I can tolerate.
The murder case that occurred in Rouge Alley was reported here as soon as possible. "Jiang Qiang, the second team and the third team have cases on their hands now. I will leave this case to you." The deputy said.
The director felt very uncomfortable when he saw Jiang Qiang. The first was that he didn't know about Jiang Qiang's arrival. The second was that Jiang Qiang didn't take him seriously at all. Apart from dealing with An Shiping, he showed no respect at all.
No, you must give Jiang Qiang some color at this time. "Yes, Director!" Jiang Qiang accepted the order without hesitation. "This is a murder case." The deputy director knocked on the table and said solemnly.
Said. "I understand!" Jiang Qiang didn't seem to notice the different meaning revealed in the deputy director's words. He turned around and called for a team of people to dispatch the police. With the order, they dispatched one after another. The reason why everyone was so active was simple.
.Jiang Qiang is their boss. In addition to An Shiping who knows his identity, there is also the whole group of people in Shanghai. There is no one who is different from Jiang Qiang. Working here is as hard as working with bandits. Rouge
Hutong. When Jiang Qiang led the team over, he found that many people were gathered around the door of the house where the crime occurred, watching the excitement. They pointed at the house, with different expressions of surprise, regret, anxiety, etc. on their faces. Seeing this
Jiang Qiang's face darkened on the spot.
Do you still understand the rules for handling cases? Why are there so many people gathered here? Who is responsible for destroying the scene? What’s even more outrageous is that the police officers who came first did not even put up the minimum cordon. It was simply
It's just nonsense. "Huzi, disperse the crowd immediately." "Qin Siyu, set up a cordon and protect the scene." "The rest of the people follow me in." "Yes!" Following Jiang Qiang's instructions, a group of police officers behind him
Everyone started to perform their duties. Even An Ran also started to act. For them, these are the basic procedures for handling cases. They were just too lazy to do them before. Now with Jiang Qiang watching, who dares to act cunning in front of them? Let's go.
Entering the small courtyard, Jiang Qiang saw the people who reported the crime. "An Ran, go and record a confession with them first!" With many years of experience in handling cases, he firmly believed that no matter what the case, there would be clues at the scene. As long as you pay attention carefully,
If you observe, you can always find clues. This is a closed courtyard.
There are glass windows all around the courtyard wall, and there are no signs of damage. This means that the murderer must have entered and exited through the gate, rather than climbing over the wall to commit the crime. If he had climbed over the wall, there would definitely be some traces left. Jiang Qiang looked around.
, nothing was found. As he walked into the back room, he immediately saw the corpse surrounded by insect cages. It was understood that the deceased was named Qin Shuli, a researcher at a research institute in Tianjin. He had always been relatively withdrawn and liked to be alone.
, so no neighbors usually come to visit. At this moment, this uncontested scholar fell in a pool of blood. As for the grasshoppers in the cages, they seemed to be stimulated by the smell of blood, or they vibrated their wings continuously.
Screaming, or constantly hitting the cage, there is no peace for a moment. The house echoes with the sounds of grasshoppers, which makes people feel a little upset. "Has anyone touched the scene?" Jiang Qiang asked, scanning the surroundings. "
No, no!" The patrolman at the scene quickly followed up and said: "After the people in the courtyard called the police, we rushed to the scene and immediately drove out the people who were watching the excitement. Except for the four of them, there was no one else.
Someone has gone in." "Yes." Jiang Qiang nodded and began to examine carefully. The first object of observation was naturally the deceased Qin Shuli.
Squatting down, looking at the dead face in front of him, he thoughtfully picked up the grasshopper cage to the side. He stretched out his hand and gently pressed the mandible of the deceased. Rigor mortis had begun to form. Looking at the back of his hand, he saw that it was already there.
Light purple patches of varying sizes appeared. Chu Mufeng pressed them with his thumb, and the corpse spots disappeared. But when he released his hand, they appeared again. Jiang Qiang pressed them with his thumb, and the corpse spots disappeared.
But when he let go, he appeared again. There were no signs of struggle, no strangulation marks on the neck, and no other bleeding holes on the body. Preliminarily, it seemed that the fatal injury was caused by a heavy blow to the left side of the back of the head without any precautions. I was already in my heart.
Jiang Qiang stood up and said calmly: "Let the forensic doctor come in to do the autopsy." To be honest, he didn't have much hope for the alcoholic forensic doctor. After seeing the body, the kitchen door looked at the whole thing again.
In the room, the two rows of bookshelves against the wall are filled with books. There are also many bamboo-woven insect cages and many glass bottles in the corners.
There were pens and ink on the old-fashioned long table, as well as a stack of letter paper, but something was missing! Jiang Qiang squinted his eyes, then picked up the diary-like booklet on the table and flipped through it. At the same time, in the courtyard,
The depressing atmosphere inside made several of Qin Shuli's friends feel quite nervous. They felt uncomfortable watching the police officers around them shouting and yelling. This feeling of being treated as a prisoner was really uncomfortable. Thinking of this gang
Black-hearted guys often like to get beaten up, and they are even more worried. "The confessions have been recorded, why don't you let us go? You are infringing on personal freedom!" "Yes, we are the ones who reported the crime, not the murderers.
Why are you still detaining us?" "We feel very sad when our uncle dies, but I feel very uncomfortable now. I want to go back and have a good rest. Officer, let me go, okay?"
Hearing the noise outside, Jiang Qiang couldn't help but frown, put away the notebook and walked out. He glanced at a few people and said in a cold tone: "What's the fuss about? Your friend has been killed by someone."
Kill me, I just asked you to assist in the investigation, and you are full of complaints, do you still have any friendship?" "This official, you can't say that, we don't know Qin Shuli very well, we were just invited by him to have a casual meal.
He is very stingy like him, and I came here with the intention of killing him. Who would have thought that he would encounter such trouble?" Li Tianhua, who was sweating profusely, stiffened his neck and said. "Yes, Mr. Guan.
, just let us go, we really have nothing to do with this." "What I'm saying is, we came here to eat, how can we become suspects?" "We called the police, and you still have to repeat it.
Ask us, do any of you handle cases like this?" Is this the so-called disregard of matters that have nothing to do with you? Is this a typical example of the hot world and the cold people?
Qin Shuli didn't have a good relationship with you, so he would invite you to his home for dinner? Now that his body is still cold, everyone is so impatient to distance themselves from each other for fear of getting into trouble. Is this the attitude that friends should have? "How many of them are they?"
Have you finished recording the confession?" Jiang Qiang raised his eyebrows slightly and asked. "Captain, it's all done." An Ran stepped forward and replied. "Is there any problem?" Jiang Qiang took the confession and flipped through it at will. "There should be no problem."
"An Ran shook his head and said. "Then let them sign and sign, and then they can leave!" Jiang Qiang closed the confession expressionlessly and waved his hand. "Yes!" An Ran responded, turned to the four people and said:
"Our captain has sent word, come here and sign and you can leave!" "Yes, yes!" After hearing this, the four people came up to sign one after another, and then left in a hurry.