You're supposed to be a security officer, what case are you solving?

Chapter 138 Promotion!

Lingmeng County.

As soon as the lead police car passed through the tunnel, it could be seen that the hillsides on both sides were covered with a thin layer of white frost.

It's already December, and the weather has suddenly turned cold, it's frighteningly cold.

Then, a long convoy emerged from the tunnel entrance, each vehicle with red and blue police lights flashing on its roof.

Yang Jinwen's car was at the very back, with He Jinbo, Zheng Kang, and Maozi inside.

The car radio broadcast the weather forecast: "Affected by cold air from the north, our city will experience a significant drop in temperature in the next few days. The weather will be cold, so please dress warmly..."

Sitting in the back seat, He Jinbo turned up his collar and rubbed his hands together: "This damn weather, it changes so suddenly. It feels like summer hasn't even ended yet, and winter is already here."

Zheng Kang nodded: "Who says otherwise? This morning my wife was nagging me to buy groceries on my way home from get off work so she wouldn't have to go out to buy groceries so early in the morning and freeze to death."

He Jinbo asked, "Old Zheng, your son is in the third year of junior high school this year, right?"

Zheng Kang sighed, "This kid is hopeless. His grades are terrible. I don't know how my wife manages him."

"Are you stupid? Don't you know to have your apprentice tutor him?"

As Yang Jinwen drove, he said, "Master, how about I come to your house every night to tutor him?"

Zheng Kang waved his hand: "Forget it, forget it, don't waste your time. I'll let this kid stay at his homeroom teacher's house and see if his studies can improve."

After he finished speaking, he looked at He Jinbo and asked, "His appointment letter should be coming through soon, right?"

He Jinbo nodded: "It should be today. Our North City Criminal Police Brigade, Third Squadron Captain, Comrade Yang Jinwen, First-Class Police Superintendent."

He Jinbo gestured with his chin toward the convoy ahead, where Hu Aihua, who was about to be executed, was being escorted in a prison van.

"Now that this matter is settled, your and Maozi's second-class merits should be awarded. Maozi is a third-level police superintendent, and Yang Jinwen, you will be promoted one level to a first-level police inspector."

You've taken too much credit. If it weren't for Secretary Zhang's intervention, the higher-ups might not have approved it. You should thank Secretary Zhang.

Yang Jinwen glanced at the rearview mirror: "Thank you, Captain He. Thank you, Master."

He Jinbo laughed and said, "Don't thank us, you deserve this."

Sitting in the passenger seat, Cat asked, "Master, when will our family housing complex be completed? Can I use this second-class merit award to exchange for a house? Either type is fine."

He Jinbo scolded, "Look at your pathetic ambition! That was a second-class merit award! Don't you want to advance? All you ever think about is houses. Didn't you see that plot of land behind the branch office? The foundation hasn't even been laid yet!"

The cat shut up and gave a sullen laugh.

Zheng Kang said, "Cat, you're still young. With your master around, he'll definitely give you a discount when you buy a house. Save up some more money and buy it outright later."

"Thank you, Master." Cat turned his face and chuckled.

He Jinbo rolled his eyes: "Remember this, you've also received a second-class merit award. If those old guys in the team are ordering you around, you should refuse. Don't be a pushover. You're not a trainee officer anymore, understand?"

“Master, I understand.”

"You don't know anything. Those two bastards, Jiang Jianbing and Xu Guoliang, treat you like a beast of burden all day long. Do you think I'm blind?"
"Make me proud. Get yourself a squad leader position someday, otherwise I'll feel bad for the farm eggs your parents gave me last time."

The cat nodded and looked at the white frost outside the window.

Five kilometers from the city center, on a hilltop in Lingmeng County, lies the destination, and the road below is already cordoned off.

The convoy stopped, and W police officers and public security officers jumped out of their vehicles to maintain order.

Some journalists had arrived earlier, and in addition to them, there were also ordinary people who came to watch the spectacle, completely blocking the road.

A prison van modified from a Toyota Hiace was transporting Hu Aihua, with two rows of armed police officers standing on either side of the vehicle.

The police officers at the detention center opened the back door of the car, and Hu Aihua, wearing shackles and handcuffs, sat in the innermost seat.

After Yang Jinwen and the others got out of the car, they followed.

A group of people surrounded the back of the car, watching Hu Aihua inside.

The court trial was swift. The case was transferred to the procuratorate at the end of July, the trial took place in August, the verdict was delivered in November, and the execution date is today, early December.

Hu Aihua is suspected of abducting, kidnapping, imprisoning, and murdering eight women and their unborn child. He also resisted law enforcement and concealed his crimes. His crimes are heinous and the facts are clear. He is sentenced to death.

The concealment of criminal facts was investigated, and DNA testing by the Provincial Department of Public Security's Evidence Center revealed that the child in Zhang Qian's womb had a 99.8% DNA match with Hu Aihua's.

The difference between his statement and that of his father, Hu Shusheng, is quite significant. In other words, it is not as he claims, that the child in Zhang Qian's womb is not his father's, but rather his.

His father, Hu Shusheng, was not innocent either. Hair samples, specifically genital hair, were extracted from the cellar, proving that he had indeed assaulted multiple victims.

Among the evidence found was a tattered cotton quilt in the cellar, which, upon testing, was found to contain semen stains from the father and son.

Hu Shusheng also went to the city many times to buy condoms, as well as pesticides, plastic film, and so on.

No third-party crime was detected, and the case was closed.

Yang Guochang and Wen Mo got out of the city bureau's car, and everyone else made way for them.

Wen Mo stepped forward, stared at Hu Aihua, and asked, "Do you have any other wishes?"

Hu Aihua lowered her head and did not answer.

Previously, he had been arguing in court that he was doing it for art and didn't really want to kill anyone, but the paternity test for Zhang Qian's unborn child exposed his lies.

Art, the art of the devil, is nothing more than satisfying one's own desires.

Wen Mo sighed softly and continued, "Alright, if he doesn't have any wishes, then prepare to carry them out. Give him a cigarette."

A bailiff took out a cigarette case from his jacket pocket, lit it himself, and put it in the man's mouth.

After taking two puffs, Hu Aihua looked up and found Yang Jinwen in the crowd.

Seeing that he seemed to have something to say, the bailiff took the cigarette out of his mouth.

"Yang Jinwen, I'll fuck you..."

Seeing him swearing, Zheng Kang stepped forward, pointed at him, and said, "Even now, you're still not being honest?"

Hu Aihua cursed and cried at the same time: "If it weren't for you, how could I have ended up like this? I don't want to die, I don't want to die! I'm only in my twenties..."

Yang Jinwen squinted and stared coldly at him, unable to help but say, "Which of those girls you killed wanted to die?"
"You only have one life, it's not enough to compensate for it. Don't let me catch you in the next life, I'll still arrest you!" Immediately afterwards, Hu Aihua was taken off the car and taken to a flat area on the hillside.

Police officers, public security officers, and bailiffs were already standing there.

The location for the execution had already been chosen. Hu Aihua's legs were trembling, and she was unable to walk at all. She had to be carried up there by the police.

The weather in early December was bleak and cold; not even birds could be seen.

Yang Jinwen stood by the roadside and looked up. Hu Aihua had been taken to the innermost part of the road so that the people on the road could not see her.

After a while...

"boom!"

A piercing gunshot shattered the tranquility of early winter, and the case came to an end.

After noon, the sun peeked out from behind the clouds.

Inside the auditorium of the Chengbei Branch Police Station.

Yang Jinwen and Maozi stood on the stage, and the sect leader Yang Guochang and the Grand Elder Wen Mo changed their titles.

At the same time, Yang Jinwen signed the letter of appointment as a People's Public Security officer, officially becoming the captain of the Third Squadron under the Chengbei Criminal Police Brigade, which means he became a glorious leader.

There is one member in the hall, and that is Neko.

In other words, Yang Jinwen's team only had two people: him and Maozi.

The senior leader of the first squadron is Jiang Jianbing, who has many elite soldiers under his command.

The senior member of the second squadron was Xu Guoliang, and they were a group of eccentric old guys.

Both the first and second squadrons handle major cases, namely the eight major cases.

As for the Third Squadron, they were clearly neglected and unloved. Fortunately, at Yang Jinwen's insistence, he and Maozi were assigned a separate office, a space of twenty square meters, located between the tea room and the men's restroom.

The space was available, but the office supplies were pitifully scarce. Cat hadn't gotten along well with the logistics department, so he only received two desks for the students.

At this moment, Yang Jinwen and Maozi sat behind their desks, staring at each other like underachievers who had been sent to study in the corridor by the teacher.

Cat couldn't help but ask, "Little Yang..."

Yang Jinwen raised his hand to interrupt him: "Use your position."

Cat curled his lip: "Team Leader Yang."

"You said."

"Aren't we like young golden eagles separated from the group now? The old golden eagles don't want to play with us anymore?"

Yang Jinwen shook his head: "You'll get used to it. We have to be able to stand on our own. Even if it's just the two of us, we can still contribute to the branch office."

"I always feel unwell."

Yang Jinwen encouraged him, "It's okay, we can do it well. When our Third Squadron grows stronger, you'll be the deputy squadron leader."

Cat's eyes widened: "Vice Captain?"

"That's right, Vice Captain!"

The cat looked delighted and felt completely relaxed: "So, what shall we do today?"

Yang Jinwen tapped his fingers on the table and said, "Deputy Captain Cat, go to the archives later and find Zou Jiahui. Find some backlog cases and we'll sift through them to see if there are any that can be solved."

The cat asked, "And what about you?"

Yang Jinwen pointed to the wall: "I'll find someone to make a nameplate so that outsiders can't find where our office is."

"That's right."

Yang Jinwen stood up and walked into the corridor, where he ran into Jiang Jianbing, who was coming out of the toilet. The old man was carrying a rolled-up newspaper and was walking with a limp. He must have been squatting in the toilet for too long and his legs had gone numb.

Old Jiang laughed and said, "Hey, isn't this Captain Yang? Taking a break?"

Yang Jinwen touched his nose, smiled, walked to the end of the corridor, went downstairs, arrived at the forensic room on the second floor, and pushed open the door.

Wen Ling was sitting in a high chair, writing a report with her head down.

Yang Jinwen said, "Shall we celebrate tonight?"

Wen Ling looked up and smiled gently: "Okay, Captain Yang."

"What do you want to eat?"

"It's cold, shall we have hot pot?"

"Okay."

"Let's call Cat Bro. He brought me a lot of local specialties when he went home last time. I haven't thanked him yet."

"Of course, should we call Zou Jiahui from the archives?"

"Get out!" Wen Ling frowned.

Yang Jinwen smiled and gently closed the door to the forensic room.

At that moment, He Jinbo's roar suddenly rang out from downstairs.

"All criminal investigation team members, get downstairs! There's a case. You have ten minutes to collect your service weapons and handcuffs. We're on a mission!"

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