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

Chapter 402 Hello, 1999!

December 31, 1998, fourteen days after Case 127 occurred.

The funeral parlor's memorial hall was filled with wreaths.

The funerals of Li Song and Fan Chuanping were held here.

The reason it took more than half a month was that their remains needed to be collected multiple times for evidence collection, and the relevant evidence would then be used for the prosecution and trial of the case.

Fan Chuanping's family members stood on the right and bowed to each of the guests who came to mourn.

Li Song was all alone, so Du Feng and his daughter Du Nansong took charge of his funeral arrangements.

Both of them wore black armbands on their right arms and had their heads bowed.

The sky was overcast, and the sound of pigeons whistling could be heard in the distance.

After getting off the bus with the members of the Third Brigade, Yang Jinwen headed straight for the entrance.

Yao Weihua's injury has almost healed, since no bones were broken, but he still walks with a limp.

After investigating the case for more than half a month, the investigators found a notebook in Li Song's desk drawer. It contained a detailed record of the money he had donated to homeless people over the years.

Moreover, he had no money in his bank account, and at the time of his death, he only had 35.8 yuan in cash on him.

All of his income from the shelter was used to subsidize the people he was helping.

In addition, the notebook contained the names of three missing homeless elderly people. So, on December 7th, the day the incident occurred, Du Nansong told him that two people had taken away the homeless woman. Only then did Li Song take Fan Chuanping to intercept them, wanting to find out what had happened.

According to Geng Hao's confession, they really didn't expect anyone to catch up with them and find them on Xinpu Road.

At that time, Geng Hao and Guo Yu parked their car next to the park. After coming out of Sangong Lane, they planned to go eat first and then take the homeless woman in the car to No. 3 Hutong.

To their surprise, the two of them ran into Li Song and Fan Chuanping as soon as they reached the roadside.

Geng Hao's features are very obvious. He is a cripple. He used to be involved in gangs and fights, and someone broke his leg.

Li Song and Fan Chuanping stopped them and pressed them for their purpose.

The two people spoke vaguely, saying it was a charitable rescue effort and they had no intention of harming anyone. They offered to take Li Song and the others to find the old woman if they didn't believe them.

So, Geng Hao and Guo Yu lured the man to a wasteland near the Hongxing Brick Factory and murdered him in their car.

At the time, Li Song was driving, while Fan Chuanping and Geng Hao sat in the back seat.

As the car drove onto a deserted dirt road, Guo Yu pulled out a Boyce knife he had hidden on his person and suddenly stabbed Fan Chuanping three times.

Geng Hao pulled out his gun and tried to get Li Song to stop the car. In desperation, Li Song stepped on the gas, and the car plunged into the wasteland.

Geng Hao and Guo Yu took the opportunity to jump out of the car and try to escape, but Li Song gave chase. While chasing Geng Hao, the latter turned around and fired a shot at close range.

Seeing this, Fan Chuanping, who was in the car, endured the excruciating pain and tried to get out to help. He tried to open the car door several times, but because he had been stabbed three times, he was powerless to help.

The right-side car door was covered in his bloody handprints.

The van has been sent to the provincial department and is to be preserved as evidence.

In particular, Fan Chuanping's bloody handprint was a shocking sight.

It was precisely because of Li Song and Fan Chuanping's investigation that their deaths led to the exposure of the insurance fraud and murder case involving Kang Dazhong, Geng Hao, and others.

The shelter has reported the matter to welfare agencies and relevant departments, preparing to posthumously award them the titles of "Model of Courage and Righteousness" and medals of merit.

Even so, the dead cannot be brought back to life, and the grief is felt only by the victim's family.

Yang Jinwen and others first bowed to Fan Chuanping's family, and then walked up to Du Feng and his daughter.

"Captain Yang, thank you, thank you all." Du Feng held his hand, his eyes red.

"It's what we should do," Yang Jinwen said politely.

The wreaths on their side had elegiac couplets that read "Third Brigade," meaning they were sent by Yang Jinwen and his group. They were placed in the most prominent position as a small token of their condolences.

Yang Jinwen looked at Du Nansong, who had her head down. Because of her cleft lip, she was abandoned by her parents. Li Song picked her up from a garbage dump. Because of her disability, she had never been adopted by a family, and Li Song raised her alone for several years.

Finally, Li Song's comrade-in-arms, Du Feng, adopted her.

If it weren't for Li Song and Du Feng, this girl might have died long ago.

"thanks, thanks……"

Du Nansong bowed to Yang Jinwen and the others, sobbing uncontrollably.

Yang Jinwen shook his head, said nothing, and walked straight into the room.

Cai Ting stopped, looked at Du Feng, and pointed to her upper lip: "Can this be cured?"

Du Feng sighed: "Our Qin Province doesn't have this medical technology."

"What about the capital?"

"I plan to take her to a big hospital for a check-up after the New Year."

"Is there enough money?"

Du Feng smiled and said, "I have prepared everything. Thank you for your trouble."

"That's good." Cai Ting nodded and stepped inside.

Yao Weihua came over with his cane, looked at his old classmate, and stuffed the white bag in his hand into Du Feng's hand.

Du Feng refused to accept it, and Yao Weihua cursed, "You son of a bitch, I'm not giving it to you."

"I know."

“Take it. Besides, it’s not just for me. It’s a small token of our appreciation from the Third Brigade. Oh, and this kid gave the most.” Yao Weihua pointed to Maozi behind him.

Du Feng looked at the unassuming criminal police officer and thanked him.

The cat didn't dare look at him, muttering, "I'm sorry."

Du Feng didn't understand why he had to apologize.

The memorial service lasted until noon. After paying tribute to the deceased, the body was cremated and sent to the cemetery.

After noon, Yang Jinwen and his team returned to the Third Brigade's office.

Although the case was successfully solved, everyone was not very enthusiastic, and the follow-up handling of the case was very complicated.

Cai Ting and Mao Zi were in charge of the investigation and evidence collection, while Yang Jinwen and Feng Xiaocai handled official documents and case files, since they were the only two top students in the team.

Yao Weihua was still on vacation, but the old guy couldn't stay in the dormitory. He would come to the office every day to wander around, put his injured right foot on the desk, and watch everyone else busy while he was idle. He was very happy.

Wu Daqing and Li Yang now work half-day shifts in the logistics department, spending the afternoon in the Third Brigade's office helping to process case documents.

Seeing that everyone was quietly working on their tasks, Yao Weihua tapped the table. When everyone looked over, he cleared his throat and said, "Well, there's still one thing we haven't done yet."

No one asked 'what's going on,' and everyone continued working on their documents. "Hey, I'm telling you, a case is a case, and credit is credit. You can't all be so dejected. Cat, go!"

The cat shook its head: "I'm not going."

"No, you argued with me last time, but now you're not going?"

“I said I wouldn’t go, and I won’t go! Last week, Li Yang and I went to Hanzhong City and found the homeless people that Kang Dazhong and his gang had abandoned. Luckily we got there early, otherwise they might have frozen to death. I’m organizing their statements.”

Yao Weihua looked at Cai Ting: "Sister Cai, what about you? Why don't you go?"

Cai Ting glanced at him and said, "Get lost! I don't have time either!"

"Hey, so what if you want to break up? Still angry?"

As soon as Yao Weihua finished speaking, a roll of toilet paper was thrown into his arms. Cai Ting glared at him angrily: "If you dare to mention breaking up with me again, I'll break your other leg."

Yao Weihua shrank back and looked at Feng Xiaocai: "Little Sprout, you're the apple of our team's eye..."

Feng Xiaocai quickly shook her head: "If none of you are going, how dare I go?"

Seeing Li Yang looking at him, Yao Weihua cursed, "Don't look at me, you and Wu Daqing aren't qualified yet."

Li Yang chuckled awkwardly, "I know."

Yao Weihua could only look longingly at Yang Jinwen, whose desk was right in front of the clue board, which was covered with photos of people related to Case 127.

Yang Jinwen looked up and glanced at him: "Old Yao, if you can't stand being idle, why don't you go wash up in the toilet on the first floor?"

"Never mind then." Yao Weihua picked up the newspaper on the table: "I'll read the news for a while. Tomorrow is 1999."

Time flowed slowly in the office of the Third Brigade. No one made a sound as they silently processed the case files in their hands.

It wasn't until 7 p.m. that Yang Jinwen finished tidying up his desk and said, "Tomorrow is New Year's Day. I wish everyone a happy new year in advance. Time to go home."

The others stood up, pulled out their chairs, picked up their briefcases, and left the office one after another.

When they arrived at the hall, Wen Mo was standing in front of the honor roll on the second floor, carrying a briefcase in one hand and a piece of white chalk in the other, adding a tally mark to the blackboard of the Third Brigade.

Then he wrote two more "正" characters, but the third "正" was missing the last stroke.

The 127 case involved eight deaths, and subsequent investigations uncovered two more cases, bringing the total number of victims to ten.

In other words, within a year, or just two months, the Third Brigade surpassed the First and Second Brigades to take the top spot on the honor roll.

The first brigade had twelve cases, and the second brigade had eight cases.

After Wen Mo finished writing, Yao Weihua said guiltily, "Luckily we didn't start writing."

Cai Ting scoffed: "So, how have you managed to survive in the system all these years? You call yourself a seasoned veteran."

"Who would have thought that the former leader would value this case so much?"

"How can we not value it? Haven't you seen the Qincheng Detachment now? Who dares to underestimate Director Wen? Yue Hongdong even specially ordered the logistics department to send Director Wen a potted black pine. What does that mean?"

Wen Mo saw the people from the Third Brigade standing in the hall and nodded with a smile.

Everyone nodded in agreement and turned to walk towards the door.

Cat said, "By the way, I've always wanted to ask, why does this honor roll include corpses? Why not count them according to the number of cases?"

Feng Xiaocai replied, "It's not for counting corpses."

"How is that calculated?"

"It's about counting the number of victims. Our Third Brigade has fourteen cases, which means we've brought justice to fourteen victims."

Hearing this, everyone felt a little better.

The cat exclaimed, "So that's what it means."

As everyone walked into the brigade's courtyard, a cluster of dazzling fireworks suddenly exploded in the clear night sky in the distance.

Immediately afterwards, fireworks rose continuously into the night sky.

"Bang bang..."

The fireworks were dazzling and illuminated half of the night sky.

"Happy New Year," Yang Jinwen said with a smile.

"Happy New Year..." everyone offered their congratulations.

at the same time.

Hearing the sound of fireworks exploding in the night sky, the homeless people gathered under the Weihe Bridge also crawled out of their blankets, stood in the bridge arch, and looked at the fireworks in the sky.

"How beautiful!" The homeless man, Hong Xiang, smiled and said to the several dirty homeless children beside him, "I'm happy today..."

He took out a handful of change from his pocket and handed it to a relatively honest homeless child.

"Go buy me some meat and steamed buns, I'll treat everyone to a good meal."

"Boss, where did this money come from?"

"A policeman gave it to me. He told me to go see a doctor, but I couldn't bear to spend the money. You little bastards got it for free." Hong Xiang sniffed.

"Okay, I'll go right away."

"By the way, don't buy the expensive ones, buy the softer meat. Those old folks don't have good teeth. Go ahead."

……

The shelter in Tayan District.

A homeless woman named Dongju sat on a large communal bed, gazing at the dazzling fireworks outside the window, her eyes sparkling.

Her lower abdomen was protruding, and a white sheet covered her back, completely enveloping her body.

She was clutching a note with a phone number written on it.

This is the contact information I left with the female police officer who came over this morning.

The shelter took her in thanks to this female police officer.

In addition, the female police officer asked her who assaulted her, where it happened, and what the perpetrator's name was.

Moreover, the policewoman told her that if she didn't want to have the child, she could pay for the surgery and help her find a job so she wouldn't have to continue living on the streets.

Dongju knew that her future was within reach.

With the other person's help, she decided to start her life anew.

At that moment, fireworks continued to rise into the sky outside the window, exploding in her bright eyes, their colors dazzling and beautiful...

(End of this chapter)