Chapter 1115: Wealthy

While Wang Zhancheng was shouting for the infantry fighting vehicle, Jiang Yuan wasn't idle either; he was also dispatching troops.

80 kilograms of military hardware didn't fall from the sky. Looking at the surveillance on the XPeng car earlier, the few people were completely in a state of mid-transport. In other words, Pingmeng City was highly likely a transit location.

And what was the military hardware sent over for? Waiting for transshipment again, or was it dispersed locally?

Jiang Yuan wasn't like Liu Jinghui, who kept diverging his thinking; as long as he determined there was a problem, he started looking for evidence.

The existing Image Reconnaissance Brigade was on the side and had already been "trained." Two hours were enough for Jiang Yuan to search to a very marginal position.

Across the screen, Jiang Yuan explained slightly, and at the same time, emails, faxes, and pictures with addresses and phone numbers were sent to Wang Zhancheng's hands.

Wang Zhancheng was stunned for two seconds and smiled: "Haven't fought such a wealthy battle."

"During the tracking process, we saw them transporting similar military hardware boxes. Be sure to pay attention to safety." Jiang Yuan specifically exhorted.

"Yes. I understand." Wang Zhancheng was also a police officer who had been doing it for a lifetime. The blood that had just burned up had already started to distill toward his brain. While thinking, he also carried a trace of ruthlessness: "I'll communicate well with this side and strive to get a few more infantry fighting vehicles over!"

The battle just now didn't last long, but the intensity was great—by police standards, it had to be ranked high nationwide. Not to mention anything else, just the few hand grenades thrown by the murderer—are those hand grenades? Those are Second-Class Merits for the infantry fighting vehicle's finger-commanders and accompanying infantry!

In addition, the long guns thrown out by the criminals when they surrendered also easily made people nervous.

For a police force leader like Wang Zhancheng, he not only has to consider catching people, but also has to guard against these people running out carrying guns.

In the domestic environment, no one can accept a criminal holding a long gun and starting a massacre in a crowded commercial area.

At this very moment, Wang Zhancheng's brain had already cooled down, and he even felt a bit cold.

This group of people must be caught completely!

Jiang Yuan was a bit surprised by Wang Zhancheng's courage. Inviting people was one thing, but moving an infantry fighting vehicle wasn't that easy.

"That's best. I'll send two people over to be liaisons. If there's a need, contact me at any time." Jiang Yuan added an insurance policy for Wang Zhancheng.

Wang Zhancheng immediately understood and thanked him repeatedly.

Jiang Yuan turned and shouted for Shen Yaowei, saying: "You take someone and head to Pingmeng City as soon as possible. If things go smoothly there, that's best. If you encounter anyone running away, or need to track something, you actively participate in it."

"Yes." Shen Yaowei looked quite happy, feeling that he had been recognized as being able to stand on his own.

Liu Jinghui coughed twice, pulled Shen Yaowei to the side, and said: "Do you know why you were sent to Pingmeng?"

Shen Yaowei: "Liaison in the middle?"

"Just for liaison, can you be more useful than a phone?" Liu Jinghui sneered.

"Then?" Shen Yaowei had a vague idea, but he didn't feel comfortable saying it himself.

Liu Jinghui was fond of teaching, and said straightforwardly: "We aren't familiar with Pingmeng, and we haven't had any dealings before. This time, the case just happened to be here. Regardless, when you get there, first do a good job of screening. You have to be able to take responsibility for the words you say, so that Jiang Yuan can trust you."

Shen Yaowei's nerves instantly returned to the average level of the Shen family.

"Yes." Shen Yaowei answered very seriously this time.

Liu Jinghui nodded, sent Shen Yaowei and the others away, and when he came back, he saw Jiang Yuan writing another page of small notes.

When there are no leads, any lead is precious.

And when the case has progress, leads start to become less scarce.

The key now is execution and expanding the results.

In this regard, there was no need for Jiang Yuan to remind them; Xu Ju and the others spontaneously started contacting each other.

On the day.

Multiple streets in Pingmeng City were blocked.

And the planning for the blockage was given by the provincial department. It wasn't particularly "grounded," but it made Wang Zhancheng particularly at ease.

Jiang Yuan was also watching the images while following the Image Reconnaissance team, waiting for the results from the Pingmeng City Bureau.

Under pressure from all sides, Wang Zhancheng only spent an afternoon... getting oral ulcers.

No one felt sorry for him either.

At this time, the superiors were worried about things going wrong, the locals were worried about things, and the subordinates were worried about becoming "things." Wang Zhancheng's condition wasn't important.

Two hours later.

Wang Zhancheng directly closed the video communication, under the guise of "focusing on command."

Including Xu Ju, Jiang Yuan, and others, no one said much. If it were them, doing it to this step, they wouldn't be able to do a live broadcast either. The risk was too great, and it was meaningless.

Whatever social etiquette, in front of a group of armed criminals and a Type 92 infantry fighting vehicle, it was meaningless.

Jiang Yuan and the others could only watch the text information sent over from time to time.

"Starting to attack point 2."

"Point 3 has been surrounded."

"Point 2 has surrendered."

"Point 2 only has a small amount of bullets and one pistol."

"Shouting to points 3 and 4."

Without looking at the situation on the scene, the people in the command center also clearly relaxed a bit.

"Don't know if they used the infantry fighting vehicle again."

"Using it definitely was used; they were all transferred over... Looking at the information they sent, I guess they didn't fire the cannon again."

"Transferred quite a few troops. These mice made a nest in the city; don't know if they can be completely surrounded."

A few people chatted in the command room, and there was no need to avoid anyone; the situation was just this situation...

Xu Ju personally brought a plate of peeled pomelo to Jiang Yuan and smiled: "Jiang Yuan, the case here, I think it's about the same. Once Pingmeng takes down the few strongholds, this line should be able to be ended... You don't say, this homicide case of Zhang Lei, if it weren't for your participation, it would really have become a headless case."

Xu Ju felt relaxed and immediately started making plans for the follow-up.

The number of homicide cases is now less, but the total number of cases is still not small. For a unit like the police bureau, solving any major case can immediately free up a large amount of manpower. This is like the firebombing of Honshu by LeMay; the mission is theoretically infinite, so as long as any city can be burned down, other cities can immediately be allocated more machine time and firebombs.

If it were a previous case, Jiang Yuan would also be willing to hand over the later stage to the local police. In smooth situations, the local police could complete all the case-handling work. If not smooth, two-line combat or remote assistance would be about the same.

The case-handling time for homicide cases is extremely long. Fixing all evidence, completing interrogation, plus preparing various documents—understanding it as a major project bid is about the same.

However, this case is to sweep away all involved personnel.

Jiang Yuan only shook his head slightly and said: "In principle, the Zhang Lei case should be about the same, but now that it involves a military hardware case, I'm worried that subsequent leads will be broken."

"This kind of... it's not bad to be able to trace back three levels." Xu Ju spoke the truth in front of a group of professionals.

Criminal gangs are also self-contained systems.

And criminal gangs that can survive for a long time must have some anti-reconnaissance means. At the very least, the anti-following-the-vine-to-find-the-melon must be done. Otherwise, if anyone in the gang is exposed, everyone is finished, then the gang's fault tolerance is too low.

Like this case, Pingmeng's move is so big that the gang members along the entire line will shrink. It is very difficult to trace back one level to catch people. And what Xu Ju said about tracing back three levels requires confidentiality means.

Jiang Yuan also knew this truth, but still shook his head slightly, saying: "Our active intervention is better than it being broken and intervening later."

Xu Ju was shocked: "How is it considered active intervention?"

"Hmm..." Jiang Yuan pondered for a few seconds, feeling it was a bit hard to describe. While thinking, he saw new news coming over.

"The military hardware traffickers caught in Pingmeng have confessed their trading routes." Captain Pang Jidong came to report: "Buyers are mainly mine owners and members of organizations with vitality, and some people buy them for private hunting... In addition, some villages in the mountains, those who plant things, and those who walk the lines, also belong to their customers... The source should be smuggling from abroad."

Jiang Yuan and the others' expressions remained unchanged.

The strictness of China's gun ban is more reflected in the ordinary people's society. And from the perspective of the police, the gun ownership rate in the whole society is still not small, it's just a question of how to use it and whether to use it.

Without too much data, just look at the anti-drug documentaries; drug traffickers are often armed with guns and violently resist arrest. And the business of drug traffickers in China doesn't just include meeting the needs of 5 million addicts, but also includes cross-border transport. Similar ones include smuggling businesses, etc.

Just the "black gun counties," there are three in China: Hualong, Songtao, and Beihai. "Lanzhou Ramen" shops all over the country are basically opened by Hualong people. The local government is willing to support and provide real silver and white subsidies, which obviously isn't just for poverty alleviation.

However, the quality of handmade guns is not as good as the products of military factories. The danger of military hardware smuggled in is not at the same level either.

"Is there a list of buyers?" Liu Jinghui asked.

"There are 8 people now. 3 have confirmed identities." Captain Pang Jidong said.

"Let me see." Jiang Yuan reached out and took the list, his eyes narrowing slightly. ===== CHAPTER 1116 =====