Major Crimes Unit Starts with Police Academy Students

However, it is clear that this method is completely ineffective.

Wu Mingcheng stepped forward and said at this moment,

"Ma'am, please don't rush. I need to record the details of the case now. Could you please go through it from beginning to end?"

The fruit shop owner, who had originally intended to yell a few more times, stopped when she saw Wu Mingcheng's handsome face.

Her tone quickly softened again.

"All right,"

Zhang Zhijie and Chen Xincheng, who were standing to the side, watched as Wu Mingcheng stepped forward to communicate with the proprietress, and they were also curious about how Wu Mingcheng would handle the situation.

Wu Mingcheng then stepped forward and began taking a statement according to standard procedure.

"Hello, ma'am, what's your name, ID number...?"

After Wu Mingcheng inquired further, he learned what had happened.

It turned out that a wave of customers suddenly flooded into the fruit shop that morning, making several big sales at the same time.

However, one of the bills was counterfeit, and the shop owner was momentarily confused, unable to determine who had given it to her.

In a moment of panic, I got into an argument with the three customers and then dialed 110 (police emergency number).

Based on the statements of the three suspects and the fruit shop owner, Gu Chen had a basic understanding of the situation.

The first young woman to buy fruit was a saleswoman at a shoe store in this neighborhood.

She bought a fruit basket for 188 yuan, saying it was for a colleague who was hospitalized with appendicitis, and gave him two 100-yuan bills as a gift.

Another person was a construction worker who bought two boxes of imported fruit worth 298 yuan.

He said it was a gift for the construction site supervisor, since he got the job through a referral from a former supervisor, so he gave him three 100-yuan bills.

Finally, there was a slightly overweight middle-aged man in his early forties, a truck driver.

He bought 120 yuan worth of tropical fruit and gave the fruit shop owner a 100-yuan bill and some change.

After the proprietress finished speaking, she looked at Wu Mingcheng with a helpless expression.

"That's the situation, Officer Tongzhi,"

At this moment, many people around were watching Wu Mingcheng, wanting to see how he would handle the situation.

After hearing the proprietress's explanation, Xia Jie scratched the back of her head and said,

"This is a bit tricky. All three of them could potentially be using counterfeit 100-yuan bills, but money can't just talk to you, can it?"

Li Dawei did some mental calculations and said helplessly,

"No, I can't think of a solution either,"

Chen Xincheng and Zhang Zhijie stood by, watching Wu Mingcheng. If Wu Mingcheng couldn't handle the situation, the two of them were ready to step in and clean up the mess.

Actually, before they came, the two of them already knew the general situation.

Having seen countless similar situations over their years as police officers, the two of them would simply step in to mediate and persuade everyone to compromise.

Then the three of them chipped in, twenty-five yuan each, and the proprietress compromised, and the matter was resolved through negotiation.

After all, the police force at Jiulihe Police Station is very limited, and it is impossible for them to spend a lot of time dealing with such trivial matters.

Many experienced officers at the police station handle this situation in the same way.

But now it seems that none of the four parties are willing to compromise, which is a bit troublesome.

The fruit shop owner insisted that one of the three had used counterfeit money.

Each of the three had their own explanation and was unwilling to pay the extra 5.6 yuan, leading to a stalemate and a noisy situation.

Wu Mingcheng remained calm throughout, repeatedly scrutinizing the contents of the transcript.

The various pieces of information in his mind seemed to be automatically piecing together.

Chen Xincheng and Zhang Zhijie, standing to the side, sensed that Wu Mingcheng might also be at a loss, and were ready to step in and take over for him at any time.

The next second, Wu Mingcheng's eyes lit up, and he quickly asked again.

"Sister, how long have you been doing business?"

The fruit shop owner answered instinctively.

"Fifteen years have passed, what happened?"

Wu Mingcheng nodded, and then continued,

"Excuse me, ma'am, can I borrow this counterfeit bill to take a look?"

Chapter 254 Public Questioning

The fruit shop owner was startled when she heard Wu Mingcheng's voice, but quickly recovered and nodded.

"Of course,"

But in her heart, she was thinking, "This young policeman's voice is so magnetic, so pleasant to listen to."

Thinking this, she quickly handed all five bills to Wu Mingcheng with both hands and said,

"Little Tongzhi, this counterfeit bill, and these five genuine bills, they're all here. Take a look."

At this moment, many people around were whispering among themselves, all somewhat annoyed that the proprietress had been meddling.

They thought to themselves, "Which business doesn't encounter counterfeit money at times?"

You can only accept your bad luck. Besides, you don't even have a security camera, so why do you need the police to handle it?

These days, if you report a stolen electric bike to the police and get no news about it three years later, that's considered a miracle.

Besides, it's only a hundred yuan; the police don't even want to bother with it.

At this moment, various voices surrounded Wu Mingcheng.

Because of her height, Xia Jie is 16 inches shorter than Wu Mingcheng.

Xia Jie, standing to the side, curiously tiptoed, perhaps unaware that she had already leaned on Wu Mingcheng's shoulder.

She asked.

"Mingcheng, have you figured it out?"

Li Dawei, Zhao Jiwei, Yang Shu, and others also curiously stepped forward to examine the banknotes next to Wu Mingcheng.

They stared at the banknotes for a long time, but couldn't figure out anything about them.

So they turned their attention to Wu Mingcheng, who was examining the banknotes.

Wu Mingcheng accepted the banknotes and immediately smiled.

After examining each banknote again, he had a name in mind who had used counterfeit money.

He then revealed a confident smile and said,

"I think I already know who gave this counterfeit bill to the shop owner,"

Upon hearing this, Li Dawei, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but ask,

"Mingcheng, do you know who it is? Tell me quickly, who is it?"

At this moment, Xia Jie, Li Dawei, Chen Xincheng, Zhang Zhijie, and the others were all surprised.

It should be noted that there was only one counterfeit bill, five genuine bills, and three suspects at the scene.

They thought to themselves that it was far too hasty to determine who was using the counterfeit money based on such a pitiful clue.

The fruit shop owner was clearly not convinced either, wondering if she had misheard.

She said,

"Officer Tong Zhi, do you really know who it is?"

Upon hearing Wu Mingcheng's words, the surrounding area suddenly became lively. Looking at Wu Mingcheng's youthful face, they couldn't quite believe it.

Most people fall into the misconception that "a young man with little experience is unreliable."

Many onlookers looked at each other blankly and whispered among themselves.

The elderly men, however, showed no respect for the police and whispered amongst themselves, practically wanting to tell Wu Mingcheng and the others.

"This little Tongzhi seems to be on her first day at work; she's a bit unfamiliar with the rules."

"Yes, usually in these situations, other police officers can mediate and get both sides to compromise, and the problem is resolved."

"What's wrong with him? He even claims to know who it is. Isn't that just making things more complicated for himself?"

"Young people these days really dare to talk big. It seems we were more modest back in our day."

"Exactly. What if he says something wrong in the end? I wonder how he'll save face. Wouldn't that be embarrassing for the police?"

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Xia Jie naturally heard these words and quickly stepped forward to whisper some words of advice.

"Mingcheng, if you're not confident, let them each compromise."

It's only a hundred yuan, and we haven't been working for very long, so we can't make any mistakes.

Chen Xincheng, who was standing nearby, also offered his advice.