When he heard the news after arriving at the hospital, he was completely stunned and couldn't help but wonder if his mouth had been opened.
The criminal who had been committing crimes in Jingshan appeared in Haidian last night, adding another crime to his list.
At this time, most of the Forty-Nine City had exploded, and everyone was talking about this matter.
Wang Jiadong has not been home for a week, and all the officers in his criminal police team have been asked to cancel their vacations. Everyone is immersed in this case.
But even though he was so devoted, this guy actually jumped out of Jingshan last night and went to commit crimes somewhere else.
This is such a slap in the face.
Zhang Meng returned to his office with a tired look on his face, picked up the tea he had brewed on his desk for some time, and finished it in one gulp.
After sleeping for less than twenty hours in a week, Zhang Meng, who was nearly sixty years old, felt that he could no longer hold on any longer. He really wanted to lie down and have a good sleep, but when he thought of those who were still fighting on the front line,
Police officer, he suppressed his thoughts forcefully.
I picked up the copy of the file on my desk and read it. Where is the breakthrough in this case?
Over such a long period of time, many criminal suspects were arrested and many were released after the investigation. He now feels like a tiger eating everything and having nowhere to eat.
After reading the file for a while, Zhang Meng picked up the phone and dialed. He planned to change his mind and think about this matter all day long, which froze his thinking.
"Hello, I am Zhao Zhijun."
The call was picked up quickly, and Zhang Meng knew that the person who answered the phone was Li Chu's assistant.
"Zhijun, I am Zhang Meng, is your leader here?"
"Ah, hello, Bureau Zhang. The leader has a mission today and has gone out."
"Forget it, it's nothing. I'll contact him later."
"Okay, goodbye Zhang Ju."
Zhang Meng sighed after putting down the phone. He couldn't find anyone to talk to.
He actually has a lot of friends, but it seems that Li Chu is the only one who can tell him about the case with confidence without fear of losing confidentiality.
The key is to always provide him with some help.
It was already past five o'clock in the afternoon when Li Chu was waiting for Li Chu to return to the hospital. When he learned from Zhao Zhijun that Zhang Meng had called for him in the morning, he picked up the phone and called him without hesitation.
He knew why Zhang Meng was looking for him.
"Brother Meng, I'll wait in the office for a while. I'll be there right away."
After telling Ding Qiunan, Tian Jun drove him there and then sent him back.
When Li Chu saw Zhang Meng, his brows furrowed tightly.
"Brother Meng, you don't think you are only thirty or forty years old, do you? Do you want your life?"
In his eyes, Zhang Meng's current state is like a rubber band that has been stretched to the limit and may break at any time.
"There's nothing I can do. If this case is not solved, how can I think about sleeping? Besides, the brothers below are still running around outside. They are working much harder than me."
"Are you comparable to those young people?" Li Chu said helplessly.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense. Lie on the sofa and I will give you an injection. It will take up to half an hour."
After that, he ignored Zhang Meng's objection, pulled him and pushed him onto the sofa.
"No, Xiao Chu, I know your good intentions. I'm still waiting for the people below to summarize the situation."
"How much can you delay for just half an hour? They won't be handling the case without you? Hurry up and get lost."
Zhang Meng, who was already an old man, was like a little chicken in Li Chu's hands. He couldn't resist at all. He was allowed to be flattened and rounded, and the two needles were "swish". In just a few seconds,
Finally, a loud snoring sounded in the office.
Half an hour of deep sleep restored Zhang Meng's energy a lot, and his gray face became a little rosy.
"Hey, you do have a few moments. Can you teach us how to be a police officer?"
"You are really ignorant and fearless. You can stab anyone with this thing? Are you going to kill me?" Li Chu said back to him without any politeness.
Then he waved his hand again: "Don't even think about this, Wenxuan, I don't even dare to let him inject needles into others easily.
I just looked at the files on your desk, and I have a question, how did you judge that these cases were all done by one person?"
"What do you mean?" As soon as he heard Li Chu mentioned the case, Zhang Meng forgot about the acupuncture.
"That's the literal meaning. Just tell me why you decided to classify these cases as serial cases."
"From the method of committing the crime, the time of committing the crime, the target group, the process of committing the crime, and the final method of killing."
"Is there any other evidence? Let alone fingerprints."
Zhang Meng shook his head: "No, this guy wears gloves every time, including holding a small umbrella. The most important piece of evidence left at the scene is a shoe print."
"Well, I was about to talk about the shoe prints. I saw that the shoe prints you recorded on it were size 43. Then some experts concluded that the criminal's height is about 175 to 18
Looks like three, right?"
"Yes, this is the general range defined by several experts sent by the ministry."
"Okay" Li Chu nodded, then he sat on the chair and raised his feet.
"I wear shoes of size 42, and my height is 180. I know that I can't explain anything by myself. I just want to tell you that you can't be imprisoned by what these experts say when you handle the case. They draw the line
That range is not necessarily accurate. What if that person is just like me? There are people everywhere with big feet and small people or small people with big feet. This is just a matter of probability. You can't rely on probability to judge when handling a case."
Li Chu's words made Zhang Meng fall into deep thought.
Regarding the issue of height, police officers have actually raised questions before, but this is a conclusion reached by several experts together, and they have been investigating in this direction. Now it seems that it really needs to be reorganized.
"Brother Meng, sometimes don't be too superstitious about experts."
These words made Zhang Meng's breathing stagnant, and he looked at Li Chu dumbfounded.
"You think everyone is like you and dares to question experts casually."
"Experts are also human beings. They just see a little more than ordinary people. But as long as they are human, they may make mistakes, and the most common mistakes they make are empiric errors. Therefore, we must keep the words of those experts.
Reasonable doubt."
"I know, we will discuss this height issue again when we have a meeting later."
"Brother Meng, there must be pressure, but don't put too much pressure on the comrades below, otherwise..."