Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 481 Criminal Cases: Evidence

That evening, at the Keshi City Public Security Bureau, in the director's office.

Director Liu, Lao Cheng, and Team Leader Zhao sat at the small conference table with serious expressions, creating a tense and heavy atmosphere.

Director Liu glanced at the clock on the wall; it was almost seven o'clock.

"Xiao Zhao, are you sure this is the suspect in this murder case?" Director Liu pointed to a photo on the table.

In the photo, a handsome man wearing a prison uniform is standing in front of a wall sign used for measuring height, holding a nameplate out to his chest with both hands.

Team Leader Zhao licked his dry lips and slowly nodded.

Lao Cheng flipped through the documents and said with a smile, "Captain Zhao, you're excellent at leading the team and handling logistics. But this is the first time I've seen you handle reasoning and solving cases. It's quite a novelty."

Team Leader Zhao blushed and explained, "Old Cheng, these are all other people's deductions, I'm just making a summary."

Director Liu asked curiously, "Then why don't you bring the investigator directly to the meeting so we can hear his opinion?"

Team Leader Zhao blushed deeply and whispered, "Director Liu, this isn't one of our team members."

Who is that?

"Uh, the group that came to conduct research this morning."

"Ok?"

Lao Cheng was somewhat surprised; those who came to conduct research didn't seem to be incompetent fools, and they did have some real skills.

Director Liu, however, showed an expression of surprise, took a sip of tea, and gestured for Captain Zhao to continue discussing the case.

Team Leader Zhao gathered up the documents that Lao Cheng had scattered and said succinctly, "Director Liu, I suggest we arrest them immediately."

"Good!" Director Liu slammed his hand on the table, his voice loud and imposing. "In that case, arrange for police to arrest him! Lao Cheng, send a few experienced special police officers from your patrol team to assist Xiao Zhao. Make sure no innocent people are harmed."

Old Cheng chuckled, picked up the photo on the table, examined it carefully for a moment, and said with a smile, "This guy committed a rape case back then, and I was the one who helped him get arrested. I didn't expect him to commit another crime so soon after his release. What a coincidence."

"Captain Zhao, do you have enough evidence? I remember this place is in the middle of nowhere, there are no surveillance cameras nearby. Besides, the deceased was burned like this, almost all the usual clues have been burned away, the wounds, bloodstains, fingerprints have all turned to ashes."

"I see that your documents are mostly based on reasoning, and there's not a single piece of evidence that could pass the prosecutor's office. Don't make a huge joke of yourself by arresting someone and then releasing them because of insufficient evidence."

Director Liu was taken aback, then picked up the documents again and looked them over. He asked, "Xiao Zhao, I haven't handled any cases at the grassroots level, so I don't know much about these things. Have you obtained the evidence Lao Cheng mentioned? It would be bad if we arrested the wrong person. You have to be careful."

The patrol and control brigade captain, Lao Cheng, subtly curled the corners of his mouth, spat slightly, and looked disdainful.

This was done by their patrol team.

Who's in charge of the patrol and control team? It's the team leader, Lao Cheng, who makes the decisions.

Everyone in the bureau was aware of this matter, as complaints and reports from others were pouring in like snowflakes every day. However, the current situation prioritized stability.

Anyway, nothing has happened yet. If something does happen, we'll discuss and resolve it then.

Team Leader Zhao hesitated for a moment, then said cautiously, "Director Liu, the murderer's cleanup of the scene after burning the body was quite professional. This level of professionalism is unlike that of a rapist like Elke. Everyone knows that criminals never do things this meticulously, unless they have received professional training."

"I suspect that besides Elke, there were other professionally trained people at the scene; or Elke underwent professional training after his release from prison, so we have reason to suspect that this case involves XX."

The office fell silent immediately after he said that.

Team Leader Zhao looked at Director Liu, breaking the deadlock, and said in a deep voice, "Director Liu, criminal cases are about evidence, but the XX case only requires a list!"

. . .

Late at night, in a remote village in Babu Town.

A gaunt old dog was limping slowly along the village's muddy path. Passing a stagnant, foul-smelling puddle, the dog suddenly stopped, raising its dark eyes to look ahead warily, its wet nose trembling slightly.

In a place that had been deserted, the sound of footsteps suddenly rang out, followed by a pair of cold blue eyes appearing at the street corner.

Upon seeing this, the old dog, with its innate animal instinct for danger, retreated several steps, then lowered its body and growled at the other dog, but dared not take another step forward.

They appear wary, but are actually afraid.

After barking a few times, seeing the other party strolling over, the old dog tucked its tail and fled in panic.

Black Hawk glanced at Elke, who was bending down to pick up stones, and said dismissively, "No need to look for him, he's already gone."

With a cold snort, Black Hawk stepped into the alley.

Elke hurriedly got up and limped after him. Ever since he witnessed Black Hawk's killing methods, he had developed a deep sense of awe for the parachuted dispatcher before him.

He wasn't afraid of killing; Elke had seen many murderers in prison.

What's terrifying is that he remained calm throughout, especially Black Hawk's blue eyes that sent chills down your spine.

That kind of indifference must come from killing countless people.

Elke, who was following behind, completely forgot about his leg injury and was lost in thought.

The two walked along the path, and after a short distance to the end, they turned right and wandered around for a while before returning to the starting point.

Black Hawk stood at the crossroads of the muddy road, puzzled, and asked, "Elke, we've been walking all night, how come we haven't seen a single dilapidated house?"

Elke, who had been struggling to keep up with Black Hawk for half a day, saw that it had finally stopped. He quickly leaned against the wall to catch his breath and then replied:
“Mr. Black Hawk, the government has been helping the village with poverty alleviation, and has assigned cadres from the city to help poor households. Over the years, they have even paid for the renovation of houses.”

After a pause, Elke squinted and thought for a long time before saying with certainty, "Not one was left; they were all renovated."

"They even took care of such a remote place?" Black Hawk was a little puzzled. How much funding would it take to cover such a large area?

"They've taken care of everything. I heard they'll even be giving money for road repairs this year." Seeing the usually omnipotent Black Hawk looking confused, Elke didn't show it on his face, but he felt a little smug inside.

Black Hawk stood at the crossroads and began to slowly examine the surroundings.

There were hardly any cattle or sheep in the village. Although the roads were dirt roads, there was no manure or garbage. There were even some ornamental trees planted on both sides of the road. It was much cleaner than when he left more than ten years ago.

Behind the walls on both sides, newly painted Western-style houses can be vaguely seen. Some grapevines with lush foliage hang from the trellis outside the wall. Lights are still on inside, and occasional laughter can be heard.

The colorful gates on both sides of the road give one a sense of the prosperous life behind them.

Black Hawk, who had stopped, heard intermittent music coming from the direction of the village square not far away, presumably a dance party.

Black Hawk, who had been hiding in the shadows for a long time, his blue eyes flashing, said viciously, "Even if we have to lie, we have to lure the young man out!"

“Even if they manage to trick them out, their legs are still in their hands, they can still run away.” Elke knew Black Hawk was going to do something bad, something really bad.

Ever since he witnessed him kill someone a few days ago, Elke hadn't said anything on the surface, but he was intimidated. He was just waiting to get rid of this terrifying plague, and then he was preparing to pack up and run to the coast or inland.

I've heard that it's a really great place. Many young men work for roadside barbecue stall owners, and as long as they're hardworking and frugal, they can earn ten or twenty thousand a month.

Although Elke is lame, his hands are still very nimble!
If he works hard for a year or two to save up some capital, he can set up his own money-making business!
I joined them in the first place just to earn some living expenses. Now that I'm about to do something that could cost me my life, how could I not run away?

Black Hawk turned and stared at Elke, as if he could read Elke's mind: "Elke, this is an order! Think about that unfortunate driver from the other day, you don't want to end up like him, do you?"

The image of going to work shattered in my mind bit by bit.

Elke remained silent, trembling with fear.

(End of this chapter)