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

Chapter 38 A Turbulent Night!

Gong Jiajun licked his lips and looked at the seemingly gentle and refined criminal police officer in front of him. The officer's expression appeared harmless, but he was saying the harshest things.

He was clearly a policeman, but Gong Jiajun felt he was scarier than the triads!

Yang Jinwen stared intently at him and continued, "If you have any conscience, tell me the mastermind's name. Don't pretend you don't know. These thugs don't just come here to watch movies. They're like dogs, only active within familiar areas!"

A young girl's hand was cut off. After she gets married and has children, she can only hold her child with one arm and won't be able to feed her, right?

Gong Jiajun swallowed hard and looked at Yang Jinwen's face. The other man's eyes were fixed on him like a hawk's. He had no doubt that Yang Jinwen could do what he had just said.

He lowered his head and resignedly said, "I confess."

Yang Jinwen took two steps toward him, opened his notebook, picked up his pen, and slowly asked, "What time did those three people arrive this evening?"

"Around 8 p.m.

"What's the name of the person leading the group?"

"Wu Xiaobing lives in the alley behind the second lane of Jianmin Road. His father is in jail, his mother remarried, and he only has a grandmother at home."

Wu Xiaobing is a notorious thug around here. He's brave, fierce, and fearless. He also has a gang of friends. The two guys with him tonight are also petty thugs..."

At this point, Gong Jiajun raised his face and complained, "Officer, I didn't want to provoke them either. You know these thugs don't know their own strength when they start fighting."

I run a business, and I...I'm terrified of them too!

Wu Xiaobing borrowed several CDs and speaker wire from me, and I'm too afraid to ask him to return them.

Yang Jinwen nodded and looked at Wang Daquan, who was standing there in a daze.

Wang Daquan blinked and immediately summoned the patrolling police officers outside the door.

Yang Jinwen turned his face and stared at Gong Jiajun again: "To be honest, did I threaten you?"

"what?"

Yang Jinwen gestured with his chin, indicating that he needed to respond.

Gong Jiajun quickly shook his head: "No...no."

"That's good. By the way, when the court summons you, will you be able to appear in court to testify?"

"Yes, I'm a good citizen," Gong Jiajun replied, mimicking a line from a movie, his face full of sincerity.

Yang Jinwen turned to Zheng Kang and asked, "Master, I've finished asking my questions. Is there anything else you want to ask?"

Zheng Kang felt a toothache; Yang Jinwen's behavior was so infuriating, but at the same time, he had Gong Jiajun completely under his thumb.

“You’ve asked everything, what else can I ask? Let the patrol team take him away first, then we’ll arrest him.”

Upon hearing that he was to be arrested, Gong Jiajun broke out in a cold sweat: "No, I've already confessed, and I'm even going to testify in court, why are you still arresting me?"

Yang Jinwen waved his hand, telling him not to get excited.

He pulled Zheng Kang, Jiang Jianbing, and Xu Guoliang aside.

The four people formed a circle, and Yang Jinwen spoke up, "Master, I think we can hold off on arresting them for now."

Zheng Kang's face darkened: "Not arresting them? Are you kidding me?"

Jiang Jianbing chimed in, "Xiao Yang, this is completely against the rules, you absolutely shouldn't even think about it..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but his meaning was clear: he wanted to take advantage of the situation; this kind of thing happens all the time.

Xu Guoliang frowned as well. The Serious Crimes Unit was not a patrol team; the higher-ups had much stricter requirements for them. If they were caught, they would be in big trouble.

Yang Jinwen shook his head: "Uncle Jiang, that's not what you mean. My idea is that one of those three hooligans is not yet an adult. At most, he should be sent to a juvenile detention center for a year or two, and then he should be released."

That's too lenient on them. Gong Jiajun is a seasoned veteran here; he definitely knows what these people have done.

We don't have the time to investigate ourselves, so it's better to let him find out what illegal or criminal activities these three thugs are suspected of.

For example, theft, robbery, suspected organized crime, rape, accepting protection money, etc. Accumulating these charges, a sentence of twenty or thirty years would be ideal. Someone like Wu Xiaobing, who was so ruthless, how could he not be taught a lesson?

Upon hearing this, Zheng Kang gasped. Jiang Jianbing and Xu Guoliang exchanged a glance, both showing shock in each other's eyes.

It turns out Yang Jinwen wanted to nail these three lads to the ground.

This special operation is a joint effort by the public security bureau, procuratorate, and court. Judging a case won't involve the meticulous collection of materials and the lengthy process of securing evidence that is common in the future.

Once the suspect confesses, you'll be sentenced very quickly.

Zheng Kang looked at Jiang and Xu, and the three of them nodded in tacit agreement.

Yang Jinwen smiled and went to greet Gong Jiajun, who was trembling to the side.

After whispering for a while, Gong Jiajun nodded repeatedly.

Jiang Jianbing leaned close to Zheng Kang and whispered, "Old Zheng, your apprentice is ruthless."

"They're sworn enemies!" Zheng Kang glared at him. "Didn't you see that little girl just now? Wasn't she pitiful? You've been to labor camps before, haven't you? How many of the thugs released from there actually reform?"

“That’s right.” Jiang Jianbing nodded, and when he turned his head, he saw Xu Guoliang staring at a CD in the box, his eyes shining, watching with great interest.

A moment later, Wang Daquan came in from outside and called out, "Team Leader Zheng, Team Leader Jiang, everyone's here. Shall we go arrest them now?"

"Okay!" Zheng Kang replied.

Yang Jinwen followed them out. Before leaving, Gong Jiajun saw him to the door and said sincerely, "Captain Yang, I will definitely take care of what you asked me to do. Also, thank you, please come again."

Jiang Jianbing nudged Zheng Kang's arm: "See? They even have to thank him."

ten minutes later.

The alleyway inside Jianmin Road Second Lane.

Two groups of police officers ran from the alleys in front and behind. One of the officers took off his police hat, fanned his face, and said to the crowd, "Two minutes ago, someone saw Wu Xiaobing climb over the wall and go in. He might still be at home."

Wang Daquan muttered under his breath, "That son of a bitch dares to run home and hide. He really doesn't take us seriously."

Jiang Jianbing said, "Captain Wang, don't overestimate these hooligans. They're all a bunch of brainless bastards."

Zheng Kang counted the number of people present. In addition to the four members of the Major Crimes Unit, there were six people from the patrol team.

He glanced at the three-meter-high red brick wall and whispered, "The other side has a knife. Everyone climb over the wall and go in. Be careful. If necessary, you can shoot. Remember, don't kill anyone."

When he said the second half of his sentence, his eyes were fixed on Yang Jinwen.

Jiang Jianbing chuckled.

Zheng Kang gave a final warning: "Everyone, be careful. I'll count to three, then we'll start arresting people!"

Watching him drop three fingers.

The patrol team began to form a human ladder, with four people climbing up the wall and quickly jumping down.

Three people rushed into the yard, and another person ran to open the door.

Immediately afterwards, barking dogs rang out in the yard, the gate was opened, and Zheng Kang, carrying a gun, led his men in a swarm of people rushing into the yard.

The lights were on inside. After the group rushed in, Jiang Jianbing shouted the loudest: "Stop! Don't move!"

"Damn it, block him."

"Old Xu, quickly lift his leg!"

Yang Jinwen lagged a few steps behind. As soon as he ran up the steps, he saw an old woman with gray hair sitting on a stool under the eaves, peeling garlic cloves in her hand.

Her eyes were cloudy, and the skin on her neck was like goosebumps. She watched helplessly as her grandson jumped out of the window, and a group of burly men rushed around to capture him.

"Don't let him get away, Lao Zheng, block the entrance!"

"Surround him! Surround him!"

(End of this chapter)