Attending ex-girlfriend's wedding, arresting the groom's officer on the spot

When the interrogation ended, the sky outside the window was already pale. Lu Chuan rubbed his sore temples, looked at Tang Jian who was taken away, and said to Zhang Hui: "Contact the Chengxi Police Station and take control of the nail salon first. This time, we must make sure that Zhou Qiang is captured without any mistakes."

Tang Jian provided important clues about the true identity of Bald Qiang. Tang Jian also knew some details about the murder of Li Jianfeng, and that Li Jianfeng's death was indeed related to drug trafficking.

Although Tang Jian didn't know the exact whereabouts of Bald Qiang and Zhou Qiang, he knew that Zhou Qiang had a lover named Xiao Mei, but he didn't know her specific name. He only knew that she ran a nail salon, but the police didn't care about it, as long as they could find the corresponding location.

At 10 a.m. that day, the "Meizhiyue" nail salon in the west of Haizhou City was quietly surrounded by a cordon. Lu Chuan looked through the window of the command vehicle at the three-story old residential building opposite. The building's walls were mottled, and the staggered air conditioner units and clotheslines on the exterior walls formed a complex obstacle. The only entrance and exit was a narrow corridor facing the nail salon, which was easy to defend but difficult to attack.

"Zhang Meimei, tell me the truth about Zhou Qiang's whereabouts!" Zhang Hui took the policewoman to the nail salon's storage room. The shutter door was pulled down to isolate the noise from the outside world. 25-year-old Zhang Meimei curled up in a pile of cardboard boxes, her fingers painted with purple nail polish constantly tearing at the corners of her clothes: "I, I really don't know where he is."

How could Lu Chuan believe her?

"Sister, I advise you to think it over before answering our questions. You know exactly what kind of person Zhou Qiang is. Look at what he did. Don't you know anything about it? And now Zhou Qiang is involved in murder. Since we have found you, it won't be difficult to catch him. I hope you can cooperate with the police and strive for leniency."

"If you don't cooperate with us, you will be charged with harboring Zhou Qiang when he is arrested. If you don't fight for leniency and provide important clues to the police, we will not be able to determine whether you will execute the order. Do you understand me?"

The expression on Zhang Meimei's face was uncertain. Lu Chuan looked at her and knew that this person must know some details about Bald Qiang.

Now it depends on whether these words of mine can make Zhang Meimei turn from evil to good.

Okay, after a while.

Zhang Meimei's lips began to tremble, and her nails scratched the table, making a harsh sound: "He said someone wanted to kill him. He asked me not to tell anyone."

Hearing Zhang Wei's words, Lu Chuan's eyes lit up. He originally wanted to find some clues about Zhou Qiang from Zhang Weimei, or even know where he was. Since he said so, it is very likely that he is in Zhang Meimei's residence.

"He's in the house you rented? Which floor?" Lu Chuan took a step closer, the police uniform on his body carrying a majestic and oppressive feeling.

"Third, third floor, right house." Zhang Meimei suddenly grabbed Lu Chuan's sleeve, "He has a gun! He bought it on the black market last year and hid it under the sofa cushion in the living room!"

it is good!
The clues provided by Zhang Meimei were very valuable. Lu Chuan did not expect that Zhou Qiang actually had a gun. Whether he had such a hot weapon or not, the opponent's strategy was completely different. Ten minutes later, Lu Chuan deployed on the second floor of the stationery store opposite the residential building. Through the telescope, he could clearly see the iron window of the right house on the third floor - there were three pots of withered green ivy on the windowsill, and the curtains were half-closed, vaguely revealing the dimness of the house.

"Wang Shuai will lead the assault team to attack from the front of the corridor," Lu Chuan circled the key points on the floor plan with a laser pen, "Zhang Hui will lead the second team to set up a ladder from the rooftop of the next building, and be careful to avoid the air conditioner. Xiao Li will lead the technical team to cut off the power supply of the entire building and create chaos." He turned to the sniper: "Take the commanding heights. If Zhou Qiang breaks through the window, suppress him immediately, but give priority to capturing him alive."

At 2 p.m., the operation officially began. Technician Xiao Li sneaked into the maintenance vehicle of the power supply bureau and cut off the power of the entire building on the pretext of "line maintenance." The corridor was filled with exclamations. Wang Shuai led five team members to rush up the stairs under the cover of darkness, holding door breakers. At the same time, Zhang Hui's second team had fixed the telescopic ladder on the roof of the next building. The team members carried riot shields and moved along the wall like geckos.

Behind the iron door on the right side of the third floor, there was a sound of a stool being kicked over. Lu Chuan stared at the telescope and saw the curtains shaking violently: "Get ready! He's trying to run!" Before he finished speaking, a gunshot rang out, and the bullet flew past Wang Shuai's helmet. The assault team immediately raised their shields to cover, and the doorbreaker smashed heavily on the iron door.

Zhou Qiang's eyes were red as he retreated to the balcony holding a modified homemade pistol.

At this moment, Zhang Hui suddenly rushed over from the side. Although he did not knock Zhou Qiang down directly, he missed the opportunity to break the window. The other team members took the opportunity to jump in from the ladder, and the riot shield hit him hard in the chest. Zhou Qiang stumbled back, his lower back hit the coffee table, and the pistol hidden under the sofa cushion slipped to the ground.

"Don't move! Police!" Lu Chuan led his team to break into the room, locking his gun firmly on Zhou Qiang. The bald man with a stubble on his face was panting, his left hand still clutching half of the curtain, and his left leg was shaking slightly due to excessive force. He stared at the police badge on Lu Chuan's waist and suddenly laughed: "That kid Li Jianfeng deserves it! He who dares to swallow my goods must die!"

"Take him away!" Lu Chuan signaled the team members to handcuff him. Zhang Meimei sat on the ground crying, her broken nails leaving tiny blood marks on the concrete floor. Downstairs, the crowd of onlookers were separated by a cordon, and the red and blue lights of the police car illuminated the entire residential building. When the technicians reconnected the power, the voice-activated lights in the corridor lit up one by one, like a series of sighs of relief.

Late at night, the lights in the interrogation room of the Haizhou City Criminal Investigation Brigade were as pale as day. Zhou Qiang was handcuffed and sitting on an iron chair, his bald head showing stubble under the light, his left leg curled up unnaturally, his eyes sometimes fierce and sometimes distracted. Lu Chuan and Zhang Hui sat at the table, one on each side, with thick case files and a camera in front of them.

"Zhou Qiang, you have the right to remain silent, but every word you say will be used as evidence in court." Lu Chuan pressed the recorder, and his voice was particularly clear in the closed space. "Now, explain the whole process of killing Li Jianfeng."

Zhou Qiang licked his cracked lips and suddenly sneered: "What is there to ask? I was the one who killed the man. That kid doesn't know his place. He must die if he dares to steal my goods!" He leaned forward suddenly, and the handcuffs made a harsh sound when they hit the iron table.

Zhang Hui pushed the autopsy report in front of him: "Between 3pm and 24pm on March 17th, you stabbed Li Jianfeng to death with a fruit knife in the rental house at No. Binhai Lane. Tell me in detail why you chose to do it there?"

Before the interrogation began, Zhou Qiang's fingerprints and footprints had been collected and matched the fingerprints found by Lu Chuan and his team at the scene. The match confirmed Zhou Qiang as the murderer from the evidence level, and the other party had no way to investigate, so the interrogation went very smoothly from the beginning. (End of this chapter)