Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 771 Draft Chapter 778 Using Others' Methods

Chen Shu looked down at the photos uploaded to his phone, and the more he looked, the more familiar the young man in the photos seemed, as if he had seen him somewhere before.

Zhu Yiba found it strange, came over to take a look, and laughed.

Chen Shu then realized who the person in the photo was.

They both knew this man; he was the effeminate man who had tried to extort money from them a few days ago for drunk driving.

During the subsequent interrogation, Zheng Amei remained silent, but her silence only further confirmed her son's connection to the case.

We have plenty of evidence now, so there's no need to waste any more time with Zheng Amei.

Chen Shu arranged for someone to put her back in the cage, and the group returned to the office to begin planning the operation to capture Zheng Jie.

You can get the other person's information with just a few keystrokes on your computer keyboard.

Under the weight of big data, everything is transparent, and no one can escape detection.

Zheng Jie, the son of Zheng Amei, a hotel cleaner, is tall and handsome in the photo, but unfortunately he is not highly educated and dropped out of school early in junior high school.

With personal information clearly identified, relevant trajectory information was also quickly retrieved.

The most recent entry shows the hotel information where Zheng Jie stayed, which is the same hotel where the murder occurred, and the floor is the fourth floor, above the crime scene.

"Chen Da, I reckon he climbed down from upstairs. The missing rope we speculated about earlier must have been taken by him when he escaped." Zhu Yiba immediately drew this conclusion upon seeing the floor of Zheng Jie's rented room and comparing it with the third-floor room where the deceased was located.

Chen Shu didn't rush to conclusions: "Not necessarily. At the time of the incident, the windows were locked from the inside, and Zheng Jie wasn't seen on the corridor surveillance footage. But he's definitely a strong suspect. How could the son of a cleaning worker be renting a room in a five-star hotel?"

As he explained, he slowly scrolled down the webpage with the mouse, and information about express delivery, food delivery, and internet cafes associated with Zheng Jie appeared on the screen one after another.

Jiang Hai pointed to the "Temporary Residence" section and laughed heartily: "This guy, since he has a place to stay in Kunming, why does he need to book a hotel room? Isn't this just blatantly trying to hide something?"

Chen Chuan glanced at the young police academy student and said jokingly, "That's not necessarily true. Some young people with less life experience don't know the wonders of hotels. They're much more convenient and comfortable than home."

"Cough cough." Zhu Yiba choked.

"What's so special about hotels? No bed outside is as comfortable as your own." Jiang Hai stared, somewhat puzzled. "When I ran away from home as a child, I stayed in a guesthouse once. The bed was as hard as a rock. The couple next door would argue at night, making a terrible racket in the middle of the night."

"You don't mean you bring your casual sex home, do you?" Chen Chuan covered his mouth, feigning surprise, then whispered, "Xiao Hai, are you sure what you heard last night was people arguing?"

Jiang Hai's expression instantly froze.

Although he understands matters between men and women, it doesn't mean he can accept the awkwardness of discussing such things in broad daylight at the police station.

"Brother Chuan, shouldn't we be mindful of the consequences? We're police officers," Jiang Hai tried to gently persuade his unreliable senior brother.

"No, I'm on annual leave and not wearing a police uniform. I have absolutely nothing to do with the police." Chen Chuan waved his hand quickly, pretending to be serious. Then he leaned closer to his naive junior brother and whispered, "Hehe, let me teach you about the many uses of this hotel room. For example, the pillows on the bed and the shower in the toilet. Don't be shy, I know you want to learn."

quack.

A flock of crows flew past the room.

Chen Chuan's winking and gesturing made Chen Shu, a fellow graduate of the police academy, and Zhu Yiba from the same unit feel quite ashamed.

The two of them decided to ignore this guy who couldn't tell when to stop.

After confirming Zheng Jie's suspicion, Chen Shu immediately made the decision to arrest him.

Unlike Zheng Amei, who is a hotel cleaner, Zheng Jie, who is suspected of murder, is young and strong and has a criminal record for illegal activities, so Chen Shu decided to lead the team himself.

Based on the typical composition of murder suspects, a five-to-one ratio would be a relatively safe bet. The group changed into civilian clothes, got into a police car belonging to the Criminal Investigation Division, and headed straight for their destination.

This is a four-story self-built house by farmers, similar to the residential buildings commonly found in urban villages.

According to the delivery address and temporary residence address provided by the food delivery app based on big data, Zheng Jie lives in room 301 on the third floor. From the outside, all the windows on the third floor are dark.

It was past 10 p.m., and because of the remote location, there were hardly any pedestrians on the road.

Chen Shu led the way with Zhu Yiba, followed by Chen Chuan and Huang Mao as the next-best fighters. As for Jiang Hai, he had to sit obediently in the car and wait.

To soothe the young man's restless heart, they euphemistically called it "covering the rear."

Anyone who has watched war movies knows that this is an extremely important position.

Upon reaching the third floor and standing in front of room 301, Chen Shu pressed his ear against the security door for a long time. It was very quiet; there was no sound from inside.

He looked at the electricity meter hanging on the side of the door frame of the rented room, waited for a while, but the number did not change, so he knew that no one should be inside.

He shook his head slightly and led everyone back to the car parked by the roadside.

“Zheng Amei has already been arrested. If we can’t bring Zheng Jie to justice tonight, it will easily arouse their suspicion.” Chen Shu said, looking at the still dark window on the third floor through the car window.

It has been proven that most only children have a habit of calling their parents at least once a day.

"Will they sleep in there?" Jiang Hai asked.

"The electricity meter hasn't been moved, and the air conditioner isn't on. There shouldn't be anyone inside on such a hot day," Zhu Yiba said, dismissing the idea.

Having worked in border special forces for a long time, Zhu Yiba had developed his own set of techniques for detecting whether personnel were hiding inside houses. Earlier, when he followed Chen Shu and saw him staring at the electricity meter of the rental house for a long time, Zhu Yiba immediately realized the investigative logic behind it.

It must be said that the local police, who have always been underestimated by their border police, do have their own set of methods.

"How about we go to an internet cafe?" Jiang Hai suggested, recalling that Zheng Jie had several late-night food delivery orders sent directly to an internet cafe in the police intranet's system analysis table, assuming that Zheng Jie liked to surf the internet.

"There was no alert on the internet cafe's records, so they probably weren't online," Huang Mao said, pulling out his police mobile phone and tapping it.

Chen Shu glanced at the blond-haired guy. When they first met, this guy was a brainwashed young man who knew nothing about anything.

After just a few days together, the changes are truly remarkable.

Everyone knows they should cooperate with the investigation; perhaps it's the changes in the surrounding environment and people that are causing the problem.

The story of Mencius' mother moving three times to find the right environment for her son has its own reasons.

"We can go and take a look. Maybe Zheng Jie is using someone else's ID to go online?" Jiang Hai, who had done it himself since childhood, said, "It's easy to deal with. It's not that strict."

"Those internet cafes are all in different locations, in the four cardinal directions of Kunming. Are we supposed to go to each one one by one?" Chen Chuan said irritably.

The straightforward Zhu Yiba clenched his fist and echoed Jiang Hai's suggestion: "How about we split into four groups and search each internet cafe one by one?"

"Yes, yes, yes." As soon as Platoon Leader Zhu spoke, the blond-haired guy, who rarely used his brain, could only nod again.

After a moment of silence, Chen Shu came up with an interesting idea.

Use their own methods against them.

(End of this chapter)