Chapter 329: See That? This Is Professional

"My girlfriend is a rich second generation…" Yu Dazhang replied inwardly.

Captain Hua's guess wasn't based on a single cigarette—it was because there were many such cases.

In real life, there really are plenty of rich second-generation kids who willingly serve as auxiliary police just to fulfill their dream of being a cop.

Why not just become a full-fledged police officer directly?

Because money isn't all-powerful.

The conditions for becoming an active-duty police officer are very strict; money doesn't have much use at this stage.

"My family is just an ordinary one." Yu Dazhang answered with a serious expression.

Captain Hua didn't dwell on this point either—besides, the law doesn't forbid rich second-generation kids from applying to be police officers.

"That's all I can think of for now." He took a drag of his cigarette and exhaled a puff of smoke:

"If my deduction is correct, after holding the abducted people for a period of time, the other party sent them all to Province N."

Captain Hua wrapped up his earlier analysis with a final summary.

This guy's a brain-worker… Yu Dazhang silently gave Hua Kaiquan an honest assessment in his heart.

To judge whether a criminal investigator is capable, the main thing is to look at their thinking patterns and judgment.

Captain Hua's analysis just now fully demonstrated his keen sensitivity to the case.

Working with someone like that takes a lot of pressure off, because the other party will unconsciously take on responsibility on their own.

"If anyone has any thoughts, feel free to speak up." Yu Dazhang said to the other officers:

"Even if it's just one point of doubt, bring it up and we'll analyze it together."

Since he was sitting at the head of the table, he simply took charge as the leader—that was exactly what Captain Hua had meant by giving up his seat.

Hearing this, no one made a sound; they all fell silent, apparently thinking over the case.

Soon, the sound of lighters flicking on rose one after another.

In no time at all, nearly everyone had a cigarette; bluish smoke curled through the meeting room, and everyone's brows drew tighter and tighter.

Seeing this, Yu Dazhang wasn't in a hurry either; his fingers tapped lightly on the table as he waited quietly.

About ten minutes later, someone finally spoke up.

One of the officers raised a hand and immediately said:

"The method of the crime we know so far is that the criminals abducted intellectually disabled individuals in public places. I have one question about this—where do they get so many intellectually disabled people?"

"In my impression, you rarely run into people with intellectual disabilities; you might go over a year, or even longer, without seeing a single one."

After he finished speaking, everyone turned their eyes to Yu Dazhang.

Why are you looking at me… Yu Dazhang felt this kind of question didn't require any brainpower at all.

"This doesn't even count as a question."

Yu Dazhang said, looking at the officer who had asked:

"Before you raised this question, you should have looked up one statistic first."

As he spoke, he held up one finger:

"In our country's current population, how many people are there with intellectual disabilities or impairments?"

At these words, every officer present shook their heads in unison, apparently not expecting Yu Dazhang to ask such a question.

"Over 14 million." Yu Dazhang still held up one finger:

"That number is equivalent to one intellectually disabled person for every hundred people."

As he went on, his voice cooled:

"Do you still think that group is small now? Just because you can't see them doesn't mean they don't exist."

Vulnerable groups are always ignored and forgotten; people's eyes seem to have room only for normal people.

Toward those with physical or mental disabilities, they instinctively turn a blind eye or overlook them.

This is what makes those vulnerable groups feel most despair.

When Yu Dazhang first took on this case, he had already started looking up data on this area.

Just as he said, this doesn't even count as a question.

As long as you take a little time to understand this group, you can pull the relevant information from all kinds of statistics.

Time ticked by, and the atmosphere in the meeting room grew heavy, solemn.

After a while longer, another officer suddenly broke the silence; frowning, he said:

"How dare the factory owners use intellectually disabled people as laborers? Don't they know that's illegal?"

"Even to cut costs, it wouldn't be worth breaking the law, would it?"

This guy must be a rookie… Yu Dazhang glanced speechlessly at Hua Kaiquan.

It was obvious he couldn't even be bothered to explain this question.

No group is a monolithic block; where there are good people, there are bound to be bad ones—it's just a matter of proportion.

Everyone wants to earn money reasonably and legally.

But if you want to get rich quick, naturally you have to do things a little different from everyone else.

A horse doesn't get fat without night feed.

Everyone says be an honest, decent person, but among those successful figures who've fought their way out of the business world, how many actually followed the rules and were meek and honest?

The officer who raised this question was thinking too kindly of businessmen.

In the face of profit, there's nothing that can't be compromised.

Moreover, out of over a hundred factories, only 22 hired intellectually disabled people—which shows that most businessmen are still willing to abide by the laws and regulations.

Captain Hua was also a bit speechless at this question. Seeing Yu Dazhang glance at him, he could only explain helplessly:

"First of all, hiring intellectually disabled people to work isn't illegal in itself, but you have to make sure their lawful rights and interests aren't infringed upon."

"As long as the factory provides food and lodging, and there's proof of wages, it can avoid legal risks to a certain extent."

"Here's the key point: forcing intellectually disabled persons to work is illegal."

"And the process designed by the criminals happens to solve this problem for the factory owner."

He paused here, his gaze sweeping over the people seated around the conference table, finally landing on the police officer who had asked the question:

"That underground prison isn't just for training; the forced labor was done there ahead of time."

See that? That's what professional looks like.

He didn't need to look anything up—Hua Kaiquan could rattle off the legal statutes off the top of his head, and even add his own interpretations.

And the officers he brought with him could all be said to be the elite of Province N's police force.

Saying this much was enough; everyone present already knew what came next.

The factory didn't need to force those intellectually disabled persons to work at all, because before that, those people had already been trained in the underground prison.

When they were sent over, all you had to do was tell those intellectually disabled persons: if you don't work properly, you'll be sent back.

That single sentence was enough to intimidate them.

By comparison, although the factory work might be a bit harder.

The environment and meals here would definitely be much better than in the underground prison.

This stark contrast made those intellectually disabled persons instinctively want to stay at the factory.

Rather than be sent back to that underground prison.

As a result, they would naturally obey the factory's arrangements, with no thought of resistance.

This way, the factory itself doesn't have any forced labor going on—instead, those intellectually disabled persons are willing to stay at the factory.

The illegal steps were all handled by those criminals; the factory just needs to employ people normally.

This is the main reason the factory dares to use those intellectually disabled persons.

Unfortunately, they still overlooked one fact.

(End of chapter)