Restarting life by going to the countryside to support medical work

Chapter 678 Account
"Officer, that gun and the bullets... they're not mine."

"Why is it in your bag if it's not yours?"

"It was...it was Shun...Shunzi who asked me...to keep it for him."

"Who is Shunzi? What is his full name?"

"Zhang... Zhang Shun, Shunzi's real name is Zhang Shun, this... I don't know where that gun came from."

"I don't understand? Why did he ask you to keep it for him? And what is your relationship with this Zhang Shun?"

"This... Officer, Zhang Shun and I were high school classmates, he... he just a few days ago..."

"A few days ago? Tell me the exact date." Jin Zhihai interrupted Liu Xiaotian before he could finish speaking.

"Uh... well... he gave it to me last Saturday night, asking me to keep it for him for a few days."

"You've got some nerve, daring to keep anything for him. Don't you know what happened at the West City Sports School?"

“I…I know…” Liu Xiaotian said with a bitter expression.

"After I saw the gun, I asked Shunzi, and he told me not to worry about it, saying that knowing too much would not do me any good. So I... I didn't dare to ask any more questions."

Where does Zhang Shun live? Is he home right now?

"He should be at home. I just had dinner with him, and after dinner he said he was going home to sleep. He also said he hadn't slept all night and was incredibly tired; his eyes were practically glazed over at the dinner table. Oh, his home is in *****."

After hearing the address, Jin Zhihai turned to his subordinate standing outside the car and asked, "Did you hear the address clearly?"

Seeing his subordinate nod, he instructed, "Tell the person behind you to get in the car in front. We're going to set off and first catch this guy named Zhang Shun."

"Yes"

Soon, the three cars started moving one after another and headed toward the address of Zhang Shun's house that Liu Xiaotian had given them.

After the car started moving, Jin Zhihai turned to look at Liu Xiaotian in the back seat. Perhaps because he had already said so much, the boy's emotions had stabilized a lot.

Do you know where Zhang Shun got that gun?

“I asked him, but he wouldn’t tell me and told me not to ask so many questions.”

"When you saw that gun, didn't you ever suspect that it might have been stolen from the West City Sports School?"

For more than two months, the case has spread throughout Beijing. Anyone who says they haven't heard of it is either not in Beijing or is just making things up.

“I… Officer, when I saw that gun I did have my doubts. I even asked Zhang Shun, but he just told me to mind my own business.”

"He told you to leave it alone, and you just left it alone? He asked you to keep it for him, and you agreed? Do you even have a brain? Did you even consider that what you did was illegal? That you could go to jail if you got caught?"

"I...I...Waaaaah..."

Well, the kid started crying again after being bombarded with a series of questions.

Jin Zhihai was speechless. He couldn't understand how this guy, with such little courage, would dare to keep guns and ammunition of unknown origin for others.

Fortunately, the boy surnamed Liu didn't cry for long this time; he stopped after a minute or two.

“Officer, I dare not call the police,” Zhang Shun threatened me. He said that if I dared not keep the gun safe for him properly, or if I dared to play any tricks to call the police and betray him, his friends would kill my whole family.

Zhang Shun knows my family, I simply don't... dare to..."

"His friend? Who?"

"I don't know." Seeing that Jin Zhihai didn't seem to believe him, Liu Xiaotian hurriedly shook his head and said, "Officer, I really don't know who his friend is."

We graduated last year, and in the year since, I've only seen Zhang Shun a few times. I don't know any of his friends. Back in school, he liked to hang out with people from outside the school, often skipping classes, and he wasn't very close to any of us classmates.

"Since you say you don't have a close relationship, why would he ask you to keep his gun safe?"

"Maybe it's because I'm easy to bully. He used to bully me a lot when we were in school. He made me do his homework every day, and if I didn't listen, he would hit me, boohoo..."

At this point, Liu Xiaotian started crying again, and continued between sobs, "Officer, what I said is true. If you don't believe me, you can ask my classmates. Many people know that Zhang Shun often beats me and makes me do his homework."

call……

Jin Zhihai slowly exhaled, lit another cigarette, and patiently waited for Liu Xiaotian to finish crying.

"Liu Xiaotian, let me ask you, do you know someone named Zheng Tian? He also graduated from high school last year."

He didn't ask until the boy stopped crying again.

“Zheng Tian?” Liu Xiaotian frowned and pondered for a while before slowly shaking his head and saying, “I don’t know him. I’ve never heard of this name before.”

Seeing that he didn't recognize Zheng Tian, ​​Jin Zhihai didn't ask any more questions. It seemed that this kid didn't know much. Asking him was less useful than asking that Zhang Shun later.

The arrest of Zhang Shun went very smoothly. He was indeed sleeping at home. His parents did not seem surprised or afraid when the police came to their door, nor did they ask why the police were looking for their son.

When questioned by the police, the couple simply pointed silently to the room where Zhang Shun was sleeping. Then they stood in the courtyard, supporting each other, watching the police rush into the house to arrest him. They remained expressionless throughout, as if they had known all along that their son would be in this situation.

After Zhang Shun was handcuffed, Jin Zhihai ordered his subordinates to search his room. They found two homemade daggers with blood grooves on them, and bloodstains were found at the junction of the blade and handle of one of them. Nothing else was found.

The boy's height and build differed considerably from the data deduced by the footprint experts from the shoe print left at the scene.

So it's hard to say whether he actually went to the West City Sports School, but the person who crawled through that hole was probably not him.

Seeing that he had found nothing more, Jin Zhihai walked up to Zhang Shun, who was squatting in the corner with his hands cuffed behind his back.

"Zhang Shun, we are from the Municipal Public Security Bureau's Criminal Investigation Division. Do you know why we're arresting you?"

Zhang Shun, who was still a little dazed when he was arrested, has now fully woken up. He raised his head as he followed the sound.

"I know, it must have been that brat Liu Xiaotian who betrayed me. Heh, just wait, his family is dead." *Bang!*

Before he could finish speaking, the police officer holding him down raised his hand and gave him a light tap on the head.

“You dare to be so arrogant in front of us. Let me tell you, Zhang Shun, I can’t be sure if Liu Xiaotian’s family will be in trouble, but I can be sure that you’re dead this time.”

After being slapped on the head, Zhang Shun turned around and glared fiercely at the police officer beside him. He looked resentful and disgruntled, as if he was about to pounce on the officer and start a fight.

Just as the police officers guarding him were about to raise their hands to give him another slap to make him behave, Jin Zhihai waved his hand. He had seen plenty of these cowardly types. They looked arrogant now, but that was because they hadn't realized the seriousness of the situation.

After being sentenced, especially those who committed capital crimes, he rarely saw anyone who could walk on their own.

Moreover, this kid looks dim-witted and only knows how to be brave and fierce. Jin Zhihai was actually a little unsure about how to arrest him, especially after the search revealed nothing but the two daggers. He was even more anxious.

After all, the gun and ammunition weren't found with this kid. The claim that the gun was his was just Liu Xiaotian's side of the story. If this guy stubbornly refuses to admit it after being caught, then they really don't have a good way to deal with him for the time being.

Unexpectedly, when he casually asked the kid, the kid admitted it himself, which put Jin Zhihai at ease.

“Zhang Shun, you don’t need to waste your breath here. What you need to think about now is what you are going to face. I’m asking you, where did the guns and ammunition that you asked Liu Xiaotian to keep for you come from?”

Kim Ji-hae responded with an eye roll.

"It's alright," he continued, "You should know Zheng Tian, ​​right?"

Swish

Upon hearing this name, Zhang Shun's expression changed drastically.

Well, his change in expression speaks volumes. It shows that the Yangchao branch's investigation is on the right track, which makes Jin Zhihai feel a sense of urgency.

However, he soon remembered what Li Yancheng had said to him on the phone that afternoon. He was the head of the Criminal Investigation Division of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, responsible for organizing and guiding the investigation of major criminal cases throughout the city and coordinating the handling of cases across districts (counties).

One must have a long-term vision and not just focus on one brigade, as if only cases handled by the brigade are considered one's job, and cases handled by other district (county) branches are irrelevant to one's work.

A broad perspective, that's right, you need to have a holistic view.

Thinking of this, his previously anxious mood suddenly relaxed, and he said unhurriedly, "Zhang Shun, I can tell you that Zheng Tian's name is in our hands."

Whether he confessed first, allowing us to find the other guns and ammunition smoothly, or whether you confessed voluntarily, the outcome would be completely different for you.

You think you're loyal and don't want to betray your brothers, but have you considered whether others feel the same way? Actually, I don't need to ask you so many questions. I believe that if we just investigate you and see who you usually associate with, we'll quickly get the answers we need.

But the sentences we handed down in court were completely different depending on what we investigated ourselves and what you confessed voluntarily. You'd better think it through. You're still young, not even twenty yet. Do you really want to spend the rest of your life in prison?

No, I misspoke. If that gun is used to commit murder, you won't even be able to stay in prison; you'll just be shot at.

“I didn’t kill the person, so why are you executing me? Go find whoever killed them.”

I rub!

Zhang Shun's hasty words caused Jin Zhihai and the others' expressions to change drastically.

The thing they feared most has finally happened.

For more than two months, no gun-related cases have occurred in the city. They felt a little relieved, thinking that the criminal who stole the gun probably didn't intend to kill anyone.

It seems they were too happy too soon; it wasn't that they hadn't committed any crimes, but rather that they hadn't received any reports of them.

"Explain yourself clearly. You say you didn't kill the person, then who did? The gun was yours, and you're telling me you didn't kill the person? Do you think we'll believe you?"

“It’s not just me with this gun, there are five in total.”

Jin Zhihai deliberately didn't ask who the victim was. Sure enough, Zhang Shun, who wasn't very bright, didn't realize that the police were trying to trick him into revealing information.

"But we've only found yours so far, so of course it was you who did it, kid. You're like mud that's fallen into your pants, even if it's not shit, it's still shit."

"You're framing me." Even if his mind wasn't working properly, Zhang Shun knew he couldn't take the blame for murder, or he would really be dead.

Now that the police seem to be trying to pin the murder on him, he suddenly becomes agitated, shouting that he is innocent while struggling to stand up.

However, being held by two police officers on either side, struggling would be futile.

"How did we wrong you? The gun is yours, so we didn't wrong you, right? If you want to be loyal to your brothers and don't want to implicate others, and want to take the blame yourself, then that's fine. We can only put all the blame on you, which actually saves us trouble."

Stealing a gun, killing someone, haha, kid, you're really dead this time, tsk tsk... Not even twenty yet, your promising life is about to end, what a pity!

Jin Zhihai shook his head with some emotion, then clapped his hands. After his subordinates' attention was focused on him, he said loudly, "Alright, we've caught the people we needed to catch. Let's call it a day."

"Yes"

After saying that, he turned and walked out of the house, not looking at the boy again.

When the two police officers who were holding Zhang Shun saw that their superiors had let them leave, they both tried to lift the boy up with all their might.

Who would have thought that the guy who was just struggling to stand up would now not want to get up at all, and he kept pushing his butt down while shouting.

“I really didn’t kill anyone, it has nothing to do with me. It was Xiao Mao and his gang who did it. The other four guns are in Xiao Mao and his gang’s hands, and the gun used to kill was theirs. I asked Liu Xiaotian to keep the gun safe for me. I just used it to shoot a few bottles, I didn’t kill anyone at all. You need to investigate this thoroughly, you can’t wrong an innocent person.”

"A good person? You?" Jin Zhihai, who had already reached the door, stopped and turned around upon hearing this, looking at Zhang Shun, who was stubbornly refusing to stand up, with surprise.

"What kind of good person wouldn't call the police if they knew someone had committed murder? What kind of good person wouldn't hand over the gun to the police if they knew it was of questionable origin? What kind of good person would threaten others and say they would kill the whole family at the drop of a hat? What kind of good person would stubbornly refuse to confess even after being arrested?"
If you're a good person, that's an insult to the word.

"I'll confess, I'll confess, I'll tell you anything you want to know."

At this moment, Zhang Shun couldn't care less about the sarcastic remarks made by the policeman; he wanted nothing more than to reveal everything he knew.

In the end, he was just a nineteen-year-old boy who wanted to learn loyalty from books, but when he heard that he would be taken out for shooting practice, he was terrified and didn't know what to do.

(End of this chapter)