Chapter 236: If You Can't Beat Them, Join Them

When other people handle cases, it's the criminals who tremble in fear.

But when that fatty handles cases, both the police and the criminals are on edge — nobody knows what he's going to do.

Previously, it was because of him that the entire Songhai police force got plowed through several times.

This time he went even further — he headed over to Province S and dug up six wrongful convictions in a row.

He even turned the victims into murderers on paper.

He's playing way too dirty!

For a moment, Director Liu was lost in thought.

Having a subordinate like this, he couldn't quite tell whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

Every coin has two sides.

The more capable a person is at getting things done, the more trouble they tend to stir up.

But one thing is beyond doubt — every leader hopes to have a subordinate who can both get things done and has the ability to match.

"Don't pressure him. Let him loose to investigate."

After some deliberation, Director Liu instructed Li Jun:

"I'll explain things over in Province S myself. You don't need to worry. If you need the Municipal Bureau to step in, just call me directly."

Hearing the director's words, the tension in Li Jun's heart eased considerably.

He'd expected to get a good scolding, but it turned out Director Liu was the protective type too.

As a detachment captain and a seasoned veteran criminal investigator, Li Jun knew perfectly well that Yu Dazhang had already stirred up a hornet's nest over in Province S.

Let me put it this way.

Wrongful convictions severely damage the public's trust in the judicial system.

And they make the public doubt the fairness and authority of the law.

And that's only on the surface.

Dig a little deeper.

When a case is overturned, the state pays compensation, and the costs are borne locally.

That affects the local finances — in serious cases, it can lead to local fiscal strain.

Which in turn affects the overall development of the region…

Let's just leave it at that.

In short, no region wants to see wrongful convictions.

Let alone several popping up all at once, and all of them cold cases at that.

You know, the older the case, the bigger the payout.

At this moment, Yu Dazhang was on his way to the psychiatric hospital.

"The police car behind us has been following us the whole time."

Ye Zhiyu, sitting in the back seat, glanced back as he analyzed:

"I think they're doing it on purpose."

Over the past two days, they'd noticed police cars popping up around them from time to time, but no one had spoken to them.

It seemed like they were being watched.

Pfft~ — 'watched' doesn't sound nice. Let's call it 'observed.'

"What kind of eyes do you have? Is that a police car?" Yu Dazhang reminded him:

"Look further back."

When it came to eyesight, Ye Zhiyu and Ma Jian combined still couldn't match his.

Sure enough, when Ye Zhiyu looked carefully, he immediately let out a gasp:

"There are two more behind us! Three police cars in total following us!!"

Ma Jian, hearing this, also glanced through the rearview mirror, and his expression immediately grew heavy and solemn.

"What do they want?"

After all, he was a criminal investigator who'd weathered his share of storms — by comparison, Ma Jian was far more steady.

"They want to help us investigate, of course." Yu Dazhang said with a smile:

"Six cases reopened for investigation, all cross-jurisdictional — even the slowest local police would've caught on by now."

Actually, this kind of thing is easy to understand.

Looking at it from their perspective — since things have already come to this, they might as well team up with their colleagues from Songhai to handle the cases.

Turn passivity into initiative.

That way it's easier to explain to the outside world too.

#Colleagues from Songhai came to assist us in self-inspection and self-correction, purging the police force#

Listen to that — sounds much nicer, doesn't it?

It's never too late to mend the fold after the sheep are lost.

Leaders who can't adapt have long been weeded out.

In today's terms: if you can't beat them, join them.

"Then why are they only coming now?" Ma Jian had also noticed someone watching them these past two days.

"Brother Ma, and here I thought you were a veteran cop." Yu Dazhang shot him a glance:

"Something this big — you think it gets decided on the spur of the moment?"

"Oh, oh." After that reminder, Ma Jian immediately showed a look of sudden realization: "Got it, got it."

The wisdom of the collective.

Just weighing the pros and cons required more than a dozen meetings, big and small.

During this period, they also had to wait for a reply from Songhai.

The police cars that kept appearing near them these past two days weren't tailing them; they were waiting for orders.

Given the current situation, it was clear that Songhai's stance was firm.

They arrived at the psychiatric hospital.

As soon as Yu Dazhang and the others got out of the car, the three police cars behind them pulled up alongside them one after another.

As the car doors were pushed open, more than a dozen uniformed officers filed out in succession.

Leading them was a burly middle-aged police officer who looked like he was at the captain level.

"Seal off the scene!"

No mistakes, one sentence, one release, one content, all in one read!

With a stern expression, he began directing the other officers.

He acted with swift and decisive force.

"Yes!"

The crowd responded in unison and immediately sprang into action.

Soon, police officers were posted at every entrance and exit of the psychiatric hospital.

Yu Dazhang and the other two exchanged glances.

Are we filming a movie?

Who told you to seal off the scene? The showy traces are far too obvious.

Even if you're acting, please try to put some effort into it.

Domestic acting skills are getting worse and worse... Yu Dazhang couldn't help but complain inwardly.

No wonder a future animated film managed to secure a box office of ten billion.

This time, the victim they visited, like the previous ones, sat on the bed, head bowed, constantly cursing himself.

Over the past few days, Yu Dazhang and the other two had become very familiar with this routine.

First, clear the area.

Request a private ward from the hospital administration, then leave only Ye Zhiyu alone with the victim.

In the past, the hospital would have raised questions, and Yu Dazhang would have had to spend considerable effort explaining.

But this time, it went very smoothly.

That burly middle-aged police officer voluntarily took on the task.

Pressured by the situation, the hospital quickly provided a private ward.

However, Yu Dazhang did not compromise on the guard duty at the door; he and Ma Jian still stood watch outside.

First, the methods Ye Zhiyu used were somewhat brutal.

If others saw it, it would inevitably give people something to gossip about.

Second, the content of the conversation inside the room could not be leaked.

Every conversation constituted a new case, and strict confidentiality was required during the investigation.

This time, it took only twenty minutes for Ye Zhiyu to finish the job.

Practice makes perfect.

Having done this kind of thing several times in a row, he was now so proficient he hardly needed to think.

After coming out of the ward, there was no sign of fatigue on his face.

"Where to next?"

The middle-aged police officer walked over and said to Yu Dazhang:

"I'll go make the arrangements in advance."

This feeling... it's comfortable... For the first time, Yu Dazhang was enjoying VIP treatment during a case investigation.

Three police cars, more than a dozen officers, all serving them.

This middle-aged police officer, in his eyes at that moment, was like a butler.

"Ahem~~"

Yu Dazhang pretended to cough twice to cover his embarrassment.

It wasn't that he was being pretentious; he just hadn't experienced this kind of treatment before, so he naturally felt a bit awkward.

"No need to make it so troublesome; you just follow along."

With an expression that said "I understand you," Yu Dazhang waved his hand and said:

"Rest assured, even if others ask, I'll say we're working the case together."

After hearing this, the middle-aged police officer also revealed an understanding smile, and his gaze toward Yu Dazhang changed slightly.

It seemed to say: Little brother, you're quite the pro.

(End of this chapter)