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

Chapter 77 The One Who Carries Firewood for the Masses!
In the afternoon, Yang Jinwen finally finished the sketch. Instead of handing it to Zheng Kang, he found the passengers on the bus, especially those who were closest to the two criminals, and asked them to identify them.

The conclusion is that it is 80% similar.

After that, Yang Jinwen found Zheng Kang, who glanced at it and then gave it to Wen Mo.

Immediately afterwards, a group of people gathered around, looking at the two sketches in Wen Mo's hand.

One of them had a side-parted hairstyle, triangular eyes, high cheekbones, and a high nose bridge.

The other person had a buzz cut, a scar above his left eyebrow, single eyelids, a thick upper lip, but a slightly thin lower lip.

Yang Jinwen said, "Captain Wen, these two people were sitting in the last row of the carriage, occupying four seats, and no one else was sitting with them."

According to passengers' descriptions, the person with the 37-inch hairstyle was wearing a three-button collared striped POLP shirt.

The person with single eyelids was wearing a black crew-neck T-shirt and a baseball cap.

Wen Mo nodded. The testimonies had been collected, and he had reviewed them carefully beforehand.

He handed the two portraits to He Jinbo: "Old He, have the passengers on the bus compare them. If they are correct, print them out and issue a widespread arrest warrant."

"Have the police officers in each jurisdiction post these two sketches in the streets and alleys to collect clues..."

Wen Mo paused for a moment after finishing his sentence, then called out, "Director Yang, what do you think..."

Yang Guochang's brows relaxed, and he instructed, "Send people to the television station and newspaper offices to collect clues from the public, and offer rewards for reporting them."

A reward will be given for any clues provided, and a reward of 10,000 yuan will be given if the identities of these two people can be identified!

Wen Mo nodded: "That's a good idea."

Yang Jinwen glanced at Wen Mo. The other party had deliberately paused just now to let Yang Guochang take over the conversation, and had also given a clear investigative approach.

The art of flattery—being able to do it subtly and without others noticing—is the art of the workplace.

Look at He Jinbo and Zheng Kang, they're like two Australian kangaroos, all serious-looking, only knowing how to flex their muscles, only listening to the case, without a single thought outside the case.

Wen Mo added, "Furthermore, I think this case couldn't have been done by a novice. To be so ruthless, there must be a criminal with a prior record."

"Those who dare to use knives and guns, and are willing to kill, must be someone of considerable influence. Check the detention centers and prisons to see if there are any suspects matching their description."

"Yes," He Jinbo replied.

Therefore, the on-site investigation continued in full swing.

Upon hearing that a bus robbery had occurred on the national highway in Lingmeng County, reporters from An'nan City Television rushed over.

Journalists in the late 90s were not to be trifled with; some were tough, while others were rather unscrupulous.

Yang Guochang and Wen Mo had no choice but to bite the bullet and deal with these people, trying to calm things down and prevent them from escalating too much to avoid unnecessary panic.

Yang Jinwen took a break, ate a bite of the instant noodles that Maozi had brought him, then put on shoe covers and boarded the bus that had already been surveyed.

The bloodstains on the metal steps had congealed into a thick layer, and the bloodstains on the passenger seat were also shocking.

In the aisle of the train carriage, there was still a pool of blood, and technicians had drawn a shape with chalk, which should be the place where the teacher Dong Jun died.

His body is lying on his side, his head is facing the back of the carriage, his right hand is stretched above his head, and his left hand is not shown, but it should be resting on his body.

His legs were bent, presenting this posture.

During the robbery, he was the only one who rushed out. You could say he was brave, but he was also foolish. Is money more important than life?
You might call him foolish, but this person possessed truly noble character, including the murdered driver, Qian Dong; both of them resisted. If the passengers had subdued the three thugs outside the bus before they boarded, the outcome might have been different.

But can we say they were acting like heroes, displaying reckless courage?
No, Qian Dong put up a slight resistance and was brutally hacked to death by the thugs, who even shoved his brains out.

Anyone would be scared, and even if Yang Jinwen wasn't absolutely certain, he wouldn't dare to step forward.

Yang Jinwen watched the scene for a while, and as soon as he got out of the car, He Jinbo and Zheng Kang came over. The two of them pulled him to the side of the road and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Yang, have you figured anything out yet?"

Yang Jinwen pondered for a moment and said, "Captain He, Master, this case is being handled by the Municipal Public Security Bureau. We'd better not try to take credit for it..."

“Nonsense.” He Jindong interrupted him: “Of course I know, but you have to understand that this is a group of vicious criminals. Clues can be shared, but which branch office arrests them makes a difference.”

Yang Jinwen looked at Zheng Kang: "Master, is that what you mean too?"

"Nonsense!" Zheng Kang glared at him: "If we do another good deed, that will be a three-peat, and we can use an extra sheet of toilet paper every day."

He Jinbo urged, "Stop talking nonsense, Xiao Yang, what clues have you found?"

Yang Jinwen thought for a moment and replied, "I'm thinking about this case; it's not easy to find the person in charge."

He Jinbo frowned: "Why?"

Just as Yang Jinwen was about to answer, Maozi ran over, panting, and said, "Master, the Wen branch of the Municipal Public Security Bureau wants you to quickly take your men and go to the east of the city to support the Liao brigade. They have already found out the identities of the two robbers in the car."

He Jinbo was startled: "So fast? Weren't they supposed to be on the national highway? Why are they back in the city?"

The cat shook its head: "I don't know."

He Jinbo and Zheng Kang exchanged a glance and quickly gathered their men. A dozen or so people drove two cars back.

An hour later, they returned to the city.

Jiang Jianbing and Xu Guoliang drove over, and the two of them squeezed into He Jinbo's car.

The two of them had such big bottoms that they took up all the space in the back seat, so Maozi had to sit on Yang Jinwen's lap.

Jiang Jianbing immediately said, "Captain He, the situation is like this, I don't know why Liao Guohua was clearly going to check those two motorcycles on the national highway, which means he was going to Lingmeng County."

When Lao Xu and I arrived at the East China Bus Station, the staff told us that the group from the south of the city had already come to investigate.

According to what we learned from the waiting room, the two thugs boarded the train at 5:50 a.m. this morning.

Their names are Liang Xiaojun and Liang Xiaobing; they are brothers, and their ID numbers are from An'nan City.

Zheng Kang asked suspiciously, "Then how did they find the address so quickly?"

Jiang Jianbing shook his head: "I don't know. I think these two people must have a criminal record and have been punished before, otherwise they couldn't have acted so quickly."

"Okay." He Jinbo nodded. "Let's go check out the situation first!"

He slammed on the gas pedal, and because of the excessive speed, the cat fell headfirst into the gap between the front seats.

Zheng Kang lifted his head and said, "Look at your master, how has he ever been good to you? Cat, if all else fails, just become my disciple."

Jiang Jianbing joked, "By the way, Maozi, didn't you want an apartment? If you catch these guys, Director Lu will definitely apply for a three-bedroom apartment for you."

The cat knew its own limitations, so it just smiled and didn't say a word.

(End of this chapter)