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

Chapter 197 The Boy Who Chased After the Train!
Three days later, on February 1th.

The main suspects in the two family annihilation cases in Yuncheng and Lingmeng County, Zhao Daqing and Chen Li, were put on a train while wearing handcuffs and iron shackles.

On the platform, Wen Mo and Zeng Weiqiang held hands tightly.

"Goodbye, Captain Zeng."

"Director Wen, I will send someone over when the verdict is pronounced and the sentence is carried out."

Wen Mo nodded: "Okay, I will definitely take good care of the comrades who come."

"You're welcome."

Zeng Weiqiang has closed the case of Zhao Daqing and Chen Li's crimes in Yuncheng and transferred it to the Yuncheng Procuratorate.

After all, it was an old case, and besides, we had obtained confessions from Zhao Daqing and Chen Li, and they had also identified the scene, so the facts of the crime were beyond doubt.

After discussing it with the leaders of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, Zeng Weiqiang immediately transferred the case to the Procuratorate.

The speed wouldn't have been this fast after the millennium, but now it's the late 1990s.

Zeng Weiqiang's meaning was clear: the public security, procuratorate, and judicial systems—since the municipal bureau had already solved the case and the suspect wasn't in his possession, the subsequent matters were no longer their concern.

If you need to travel between two places, let the prosecutors do it; they have plenty of funding anyway.

The reason for the urgency is that there are only five days left until the Spring Festival.

Being able to resolve the case before the end of the year will fulfill a long-cherished wish of the Yuncheng police.

Besides, we can't exactly leave all these people from An'nan City in Yuncheng for the New Year, can we?

Therefore, Zeng Weiqiang feels completely relaxed now.

He glanced at Yang Jinwen standing to one side and reached out his hand.

"Goodbye, Captain Yang."

Yang Jinwen shook his hand and nodded: "Thank you, Captain Zeng."

"You're welcome. I'm the one who should thank you."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Yang Jinwen stood aside and let Wen Mo and Zeng Weiqiang chat for a while longer.

Hu Zhiyong handed the things in his hand to Yang Jinwen.

"These are some local specialties from Yuncheng. I bought them yesterday afternoon. There's also some food. You can take it with you in the car."

"How could I possibly accept that?"

"Captain Yang, I hope to work with you again."

"There's a chance."

Yang Jinwen and Hu Zhiyong looked at each other and shook hands firmly.

A moment later, Yang Jinwen followed Wen Mo onto the train.

The two waved goodbye.

Their seats were in carriage number 3, which was packed with people going home for the Chinese New Year. The space was extremely cramped.

Fortunately, the tickets were purchased by the Yuncheng City Bureau, and the seats for all of us were together, making it easy to communicate.

Zhao Daqing and Chen Li sat separately, one on each side, and were guarded by Zhang Yong, Maozi, Yao Weihua, and Yang Jinwen.

He Jinbo would take over whenever someone needed to use the restroom.

Including Wen Mo, the group of eight—six police officers and two serious criminal offenders—prepared to return to An'nan City.

It takes two days and one night by train to get back to Annam, a journey of 1,200 kilometers.

Yang Jinwen sat by the window, and Chen Li sat in the middle.

She kept her head down, silent, her hands handcuffed, and her hands were covered by her clothes so that the passengers wouldn't see them.

He Jinbo sat opposite them.

He looked conflicted, like he was constipated.

Wen Mo frowned at him: "Old He, what are you doing? You look so miserable."

He Jinbo leaned closer and whispered a few words in his ear.

Wen Mo nodded in deep agreement: "Yes, there were some mistakes."

The cat sitting on Chen Li's other side asked curiously, "Master, what are you saying?"

He Jinbo glared at him: "Why aren't you a woman?"

"No, I don't understand your strange statement."

Yang Jinwen understood what he meant and nodded, saying, "It was my mistake; I didn't arrange the personnel properly."

Cat was even more confused: "Captain Yang, what do you mean?"

A moment later, Chen Li looked up and said, "I need to use the restroom."

The cat immediately understood.

He Jinbo said, "Cat, call the flight attendant over to help."

"Okay." Cat quickly got up and called over a male and a female flight attendant.

After Chen Li returned from the restroom, she sat back down in the chair.

At that moment, the carriage swayed slightly, and the train started moving.

The cat sighed, "My butt is going to hurt again."

He Jinbo rolled his eyes: "Then take a plane, planes are faster."

"It's not that we don't have the funds."

"You know that too."

Just as He Jinbo finished speaking, he saw Chen Li suddenly stand up. He hurriedly said, "Sit down, don't move!"

Yang Jinwen noticed it too and pressed down on her shoulder: "What are you looking at?"

Chen Li's eyes were fixed on the scenery outside the car window.

Yang Jinwen followed her gaze and saw an adult man carrying a briefcase, while in front of him, a boy with a cloth bag slung across his shoulder was looking around.

The train slowly began to move forward, and the boy's expression grew increasingly anxious. He started running alongside the train, constantly looking out the window, as if searching for someone.

As the train sped up, the boy ran even faster, with the adult man running behind him, seemingly giving him instructions.

The boy was covered in sweat and kept shouting.

"mom!"

"Mom, where are you?"

"mom……"

Finally, the train pulled away from the platform, leaving the boy far behind.

Yang Jinwen turned his head and saw Chen Li with her head down, tears falling drop by drop onto the clothes covering her handcuffs. He Jinbo glanced at her and said softly, "If you had known this would happen, why did you do it in the first place? Chen Li, you originally had a happy family, but you insisted on following Zhao Daqing to commit crimes."

Chen Li didn't say a word, only sobbed, repeatedly saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Yang Jinwen was unmoved. He said, "You have wronged those who were killed, not just your son!"

The train travels through the warm sunlight, winding across the land.

As soon as we reached the border of Sichuan Province, snowflakes began to fall. The further northwest we went, the heavier the snow became, and everything outside the car window was a vast expanse of white.

On the evening of the second day, the train finally arrived in Annam.

The waiting prison van took Zhao Daqing and Chen Li to the detention center.

Outside the train station, Yang Jinwen looked at the square covered with a thick layer of snow and felt cheerful.

After the prison van left, Wen Mo said to them, "You will report to the Municipal Bureau first thing tomorrow morning. You don't need to work during the day. There are three days left until New Year's Eve, so you will be given a holiday until the third day of the Lunar New Year. You can then return to the Bureau to work."

Cat clenched her fist excitedly: "How many days off do I have?"

Yao Weihua trembled as he said, "One week."

"That's great, I can go home for the Chinese New Year."

Zhang Yong said with a bitter face, "I still have a lot of things to do. This Spring Festival is going to be tough."

Yao Weihua laughed and said, "It's better than not catching anyone at all. If it weren't for our Captain Yang's strong abilities, we might still be spending the New Year in Yuncheng."

He Jinbo took out cigarettes and offered one to everyone.

After Wen Mo took it, he said, "Alright, the scene identification in Lingmeng County is scheduled for after the New Year. It's getting late, you should all go back and rest. Oh, Jinwen, I'll take you back in a bit."

Yang Jinwen nodded.

He Jinbo and several others braved the wind and snow and got into the car brought by the Municipal Bureau.

Wen Mo lit a cigarette and looked at Yang Jinwen: "It's almost Chinese New Year, is your dad Yang Dachuan coming back?"

Yang Jinwen shook his head: "I haven't called him yet, so I don't know what his situation is like in Shenzhen."

"If he doesn't have time to come back, will you spend the New Year alone?"

“I went back to the countryside; my grandparents live there.”

"Oh, right, you've mentioned it before."

Unable to decipher his words, Yang Jinwen asked directly, "Director Wen, is there anything I can do for you?"

"It's alright, let's take a taxi and go back to the Municipal Bureau together."

"Okay." Yang Jinwen went to the roadside to hail a taxi.

After returning to the Municipal Public Security Bureau, Wen Mo drove home in his own car, while Yang Jinwen went back to his dormitory building in the backyard.

As soon as I entered the room, Maozi was already lying on the bed, wrapped in a quilt, looking like a big snake.

"Captain Yang, is it still snowing outside?"

"It's snowing. Didn't you see my shoulders? They're covered in snowflakes."

"Hey, it's so cold here. The weather in Yuncheng is so nice."

"That's true." Yang Jinwen patted the snowflakes off his shoulder.

"By the way, what does Director Wen want with you?"

Yang Jinwen doesn't like to talk about his private affairs. He shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

"He definitely wants you to spend the Chinese New Year at his home."

My grandparents live in the countryside.

Seeing that he had taken off his shoes, Maozi quickly said, "There's hot water in the thermos, I just filled it. Soak your feet, it'll warm you up."

"Okay."

"Captain Yang, I kept thinking about that child on the platform while I was in the car. Why is Chen Li so heartless? She abandoned her husband and her son. She couldn't live a good life and went to kill and rob with Zhao Daqing."

"He's love-struck."

"What? Love-struck?" Cat moved her head to the edge of the bed: "That's a good description."

Yang Jinwen poured a basin of hot water, put his feet in to soak, and immediately felt his whole body warm up.

The cat then said, "I'm going back to the countryside tomorrow, what about you?"

"It will happen either tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

Are you coming to my house to wish me a Happy New Year?

Yang Jinwen frowned and looked up at him: "Why should I go to your house to wish you a Happy New Year?"

Cat laughed and said, "I misspoke. What I meant was, I'd like to invite you to my house for dinner."

Yang Jinwen smiled and said, "That's more like it."

So, are you coming or not?

"Don't go."

"why?"

"No time."

"What are you so busy with during the Lunar New Year?"

"I have a lot to do." Yang Jinwen yawned. "Alright, you should go to sleep. You've been on the train for two days. Aren't you tired?"

The cat yawned and said, "Okay, I'm going to sleep."

Within minutes, the sound of the cat snoring came from the upper bunk.

Early the next morning.

Before Yang Jinwen woke up, there was a knock on the door.

The cat rolled around on the bed, saying, "Who is it so early?"

Yang Jinwen put on his trousers and overcoat, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Wen Ling's radiant smile.

"You're back."

Yang Jinwen was still asleep, but the cold wind outside jolted him awake.

"Morning."

"Here, have some chicken soup. My mom made it this morning."

After Wen Ling finished speaking, she looked at Maozi's shifty-eyed appearance and laughed, "Brother Mao, you get some too. Come down and have some while it's hot."

The cat flew up happily; this time it finally didn't forget me!

(End of this chapter)