Chapter 347: A Mere Fifteen Hundred Yuan?

"You weren't lying about your age." Captain Hua's tone was a bit helpless:

"The date you started working can't be faked either."

Saying this, he suddenly shifted the topic:

"Then I do have a question I'd like to ask—where did your case-handling experience come from?"

When saying "case-handling experience," he deliberately increased the weight of his tone.

It was asked after all… Yu Dazhang was groaning inwardly.

This was the logical loophole that rebirth brought.

A person can be outstanding, can be smart—those are all within the bounds of logic.

But experience is not something that being outstanding and smart can bring.

It is something accumulated through repeated tempering, built up step by step through personal practice.

No matter how outstanding your grades at the police academy, no matter how earnestly your mentor guides you, it's all just armchair strategy.

Without real combat experience, you're still a rookie.

Yu Dazhang had never imagined that one day this logical loophole would be spotted by someone.

He'd handled several major cases, and everyone assumed it was because of his outstanding ability, yet no one noticed the unreasonable part within.

In the end, it was the cases themselves that drew people's attention, thereby causing them to overlook Yu Dazhang.

"Why aren't you saying anything?"

Seeing him fall silent, Captain Hua's lips curved into a smile:

"This should be easy for you to answer, right? With your quick wits, any random excuse would do to get past it."

Little did he know that Yu Dazhang had no intention of answering at all.

"I don't understand what you mean." He said with a blank look:

"Whatever my mentor taught me, that's what I do. Once you've done it, you naturally know how."

There was nothing to explain.

The Songhai police hadn't asked him to explain, so there was even less need to explain in another province.

The other party wasn't his direct superior, and besides, Captain Hua and his team were here to cooperate with Yu Dazhang on the case.

"Don't take it the wrong way, I'm just curious—treat it as small talk."

Captain Hua naturally sensed Yu Dazhang's resistance, so he didn't press further and instead said on his own:

"I clawed my way up from the bottom. I've lost count of how many cases I've handled, and the number of people I've seen is beyond counting."

"Smart ones, talented ones, ones with potential—you could say I've seen every kind of rookie."

At this point he suddenly laughed.

"But I've never seen one with experience, hehe…"

His laugh was somewhat suppressed, as if he was barely holding back from laughing too loudly.

"A rookie rich in case-handling experience—hahaha, don't you think that's funny?"

Perhaps he really couldn't hold it in any longer, and he still laughed out loud:

"Think about it yourself—doesn't it sound contradictory?"

A mind that leaps in thought… Yu Dazhang rarely saw someone like Captain Hua.

This kind of person looks at problems from multiple angles.

Comprehensive, meticulous, targeted…

"I don't think so." Yu Dazhang simply played the rogue, leaned back against the chair, narrowed his eyes, and said lazily:

"And I don't think I have any experience either."

The disciple is already directing his mentor on cases, and he still says he has no experience… Captain Hua opened his mouth, but in the end held back.

They arrived at the municipal bureau.

The provincial bureau officers immediately began interrogating that man.

"Name?"

"Wang Hao."

"Age?"

"32 years old."

"Current address?"

"Jianning City…"

In fact, at the same time as his arrest, the relevant identification had already been searched from his person.

But the proper procedure still had to be gone through once.

Yu Dazhang was staring at the surveillance screen when Captain Hua came to his side and lightly patted his shoulder:

"Let them handle the interrogation here. Let's go have a coordination meeting."

"Alright." Yu Dazhang agreed, then stood up.

Since the day they began the stakeout, they hadn't held a single formal meeting, which had led to a lot of information not being shared.

Arriving at the meeting room, Yu Dazhang, just like last time, sat in the seat of honor.

But this time he clearly noticed that the way the provincial bureau officers looked at him had changed.

There was a bit of awe, a bit of admiration, but more than that, recognition.

Much more comfortable… Yu Dazhang felt secretly pleased.

Last time he sat here, most of the provincial bureau still had doubts about him.

One was his age.

The second is investigative ability.

Now, as the case progressed, all those doubts have vanished into thin air.

When a person's ability is recognized, they will naturally receive others' attention and respect.

"These are the interrogation records of the people in charge of those 22 factories, taken after the operation concluded."

Captain Hua handed a document on the table to Yu Dazhang:

"This is the compiled summary; I've marked the key parts."

Then he took out several photocopies and handed them to the officers to circulate.

Yu Dazhang, meanwhile, took out a file folder, opened it, and laid the materials inside on the table:

"These are the interrogation records of those three 'legs.'"

The interrogation of those three people was handled by the provincial bureau officers, and since only Captain Hua here was unfamiliar with it, Yu Dazhang had only prepared one copy.

As if by tacit agreement, the criminal investigators present all took out cigarettes.

With a series of lighter clicks, blue smoke quickly filled the meeting room.

At the same time, the room fell quiet, broken only by the occasional rustle of turning pages.

About ten minutes later.

Yu Dazhang set down the document in his hand, then swept his gaze across the room.

By now most people had finished reading the documents, and thoughtful expressions showed on their faces.

After waiting a while longer, and seeing that everyone had finished, he finally said:

"Same old rule — if you have any objections or spot any points of doubt, bring them up. Two heads are better than one; let's discuss it together."

Rather than one person considering things from many angles, it's certainly faster and more thorough when everyone pools their thoughts to study the case.

Besides, Yu Dazhang didn't want to start losing his hair in his twenties.

"I have a question." One of the officers raised a hand and said:

"According to the statements from these factory owners, they still had to pay wages when hiring these intellectually disabled workers."

"Wages start at one thousand, can go up to two thousand, averaging around fifteen hundred."

"Such a low monthly salary does indeed give those bosses a bargain, but what about the profit for that criminal organization?"

"They went through all that trouble — grabbing people, training them, transporting them — just for a measly fifteen hundred a month?"

After he finished, many people in the meeting room frowned in thought, clearly calculating the profit involved.

Numbers right off the top of his head… Yu Dazhang glanced at the speaking investigator, a bit speechless.

A measly fifteen hundred yuan.

Do you have any idea how much you make in a month?

If you look at it from the factory owner's perspective, that monthly salary really is low.

Heavy physical labor is already hard to recruit for; these days, few young people are willing to do manual work.

They'd rather earn a bit less, go into a factory and tighten screws, than take a job that wears them to the bone.

And in today's society, wages for heavy manual labor can even exceed those of most white-collar workers.

For example, porters carrying loads up buildings, cement workers, yard unloaders — for these people, earning a thousand a day is no big feat.

You read that right — a thousand a day.

(End of chapter)