Chapter 474: Connection

In the evening, when the police officers started eating the buffet, the "Changyang Evening News" had already reported the news of the annihilation of the Huang Li and Li Li Jianfang drug trafficking gang.

Li Li Jianfang was the No. 17 identified by Jiang Yuan, a 32-year-old male with an ordinary appearance and ordinary height, unmarried, with 5 lovers and 8 children.

As of now, he was also the most cooperative member of the drug trafficking gang.

Speaking of this person, Liu Liu Jinghui was quite emotional: "You say he doesn't care about the consequences of drug trafficking, but he knows how to leave descendants. In the end, everyone else's property is confiscated, or they have no property. Just this Li person, 8 children, you can't confiscate them."

Mu Mu Zhiyang at the same table filled himself a portion of rice, then poured it full with red wine braised beef sauce. He was originally eating happily, but hearing Liu Liu Jinghui say this, he suddenly felt unhappy and said: "I don't even have a partner, and he's a drug dealer with 5 lovers?"

"He gives his lovers 100,000 yuan a month for household expenses, and there are gifts for New Year and holidays. What are you comparing yourself to?" Liu Liu Jinghui smiled and took two sips of the clear tea in front of him.

He had long been tired of the buffet at the Changyang City Bureau and would rather drink some tea to clear his stomach.

Mu Mu Zhiyang was different. He felt that the buffet at the Changyang City Bureau was too delicious, eating until he snorted through his nose, and said: "100,000 yuan a month, 5 lovers, isn't that 500,000 a month? Drug trafficking is really profitable."

"People like them who can stably traffic drugs in a provincial capital city are very rare. This time, some people are happy, and some people are going to be unlucky..." Liu Liu Jinghui paused and said: "Well, Xiao Mu has made a contribution again this time. I guess someone is going to pull their hair out for your contribution."

"Even if I make a contribution, I can't get a wife. By the way, when the drug dealers are executed later, won't his lovers and children have no money to spend?" Mu Mu Zhiyang was very worried for the rich.

Liu Liu Jinghui chuckled twice: "Otherwise, why is he so cooperative? He's just afraid that all his assets will be identified as illegal income."

"Can it not be identified?" Mu Mu Zhiyang was surprised.

"The main property must be identified, but he must have found someone to study it, and he did isolation beforehand. In the end, if it's not confiscated, he'll be lucky." Liu Liu Jinghui actually wasn't very clear either. After saying it once, he looked at Jiang Yuan and said: "This guy, originally pretended to be a small fry, maybe he could have really been sentenced to death with a reprieve. Now it's all ruined, he can only think about leaving some money for his family."

"Maybe there are hidden assets." Mu Mu Zhiyang swallowed the rice and beef in his mouth and muttered.

Liu Liu Jinghui grunted and said: "This is not something we can manage. Besides, we can't really let 8 children starve to death."

"Those lovers of his have hands and feet, there's always a way to make money." Mu Mu Zhiyang had no sympathy at all and said: "The drugs they sell, I don't know how many people have been harmed. Maybe they sold them to minors. His own children enjoy 100,000 yuan a month for household expenses, so they should be unlucky if they are unlucky."

Liu Liu Jinghui was noncommittal, picked up the tea, but said: "Speaking of which, it's a bit strange. The drugs produced and sold in their underground drug manufacturing factory are also methaqualone."

"So that's why they had a conflict with the drug trafficking gang represented by Wang Wang Xingzhai, which then evolved into murder?" Jiang Yuan followed Liu Liu Jinghui's words.

Liu Liu Jinghui said: "This is also the strange part. There's no need for such a conflict at all. There are so many types of new drugs, and methaqualone isn't the best-selling variety. There's no need to rely on it so much. Furthermore, you should remember what I said before: methaqualone is relatively easy to produce among various new drugs, and the way to control it is usually only to control its raw materials."

"Anthranilic acid, benzoic acid, the control is quite strict." Jiang Yuan nodded.

"Right. If both criminal gangs produce methaqualone, it's equivalent to creating demand for two raw materials at the same time. This is making things difficult for themselves, and it's very easy to be discovered." Liu Liu Jinghui's voice got lower and lower as he spoke: "You've also seen the Anti-Drug Detachment; they aren't all wine bags and rice sacks. It's very unlikely that they ran two lines in one breath."

Jiang Yuan looked at Liu Liu Jinghui, waiting for him to conclude.

Liu Liu Jinghui didn't sell it short and said: "It shows that there must be a strong connection between the two criminal gangs."

"Didn't Li Li Jianfang confess?"

"No. He must be saving his confession. At this step, first ensure the basic life of his children, and for the rest, he has to consider saving his own life."

"Can his life still be saved?"

"Live one more day, count one more day." What Liu Liu Jinghui said was a very realistic problem, and it was actually a problem often encountered in criminal practice: how a death row prisoner can live a little longer.

The correct way is, if a death row prisoner has committed enough cases and they are important enough, then confessing like squeezing toothpaste can continuously delay the time of his execution. Extreme cases like the Zhao Zhang Zhihong case: arrested in 2005, confessed to the Huger case in 2006, and executed in 2019.

Li Li Jianfang knew he would die, so he wanted to use the information in his hands to delay for a period of time.

For him now, delaying for half a year would be very good, and a few months wouldn't be a loss. If he could delay for a year or two, it would be a blood profit.

He definitely had to confess, otherwise, once the procedures were completed, confessing would be meaningless.

But on the other hand, confessing too quickly wouldn't work either. There was only so much valuable information. Once he confessed, the police might not be interested in the remaining scraps.

Jiang Yuan knew that Liu Liu Jinghui wouldn't bring up this topic casually. Liu Liu Jinghui was serious about reasoning.

So, after thinking deeply for a moment, Jiang Yuan asked: "Are you trying to take advantage of the situation and investigate further, through the Huang Li and Li Li Jianfang drug trafficking gangs, to find the Old Ghost drug trafficking gang?"

"Investigating directly shouldn't be easy. This guy hides even deeper than the Huang Li drug trafficking gang. I suspect..." Liu Liu Jinghui also hesitated.

Mu Mu Zhiyang didn't even feel like eating anymore. He simply put down his chopsticks and looked at Liu Liu Jinghui: "You should just say it."

"Even pure reasoning needs the support of evidence." Liu Liu Jinghui said: "We only know now that this drug trafficking group is hidden very deep, but the appearance of Wang Wang Xingzhai makes them look too superficial. Selling drugs locally, the Huang Li drug trafficking group wouldn't even bother to do it. Why would this even deeper drug trafficking group do it? It's unreasonable."

"Maybe it's just because Huang Li and the others were annihilated that you think they aren't hidden that deep." Jiang Yuan logically refuted Liu Liu Jinghui.

"Maybe." Liu Liu Jinghui smiled: "I just said, without the support of evidence, pure reasoning won't work."

"Sherlock Holmes didn't say that."

"Sherlock Holmes wanted to use common sense to overturn things. The Britain of that era only had these conditions, just like Euclidean geometry with only axioms and no inferences. When encountering something, you have to push it all over again from the beginning."

The conversation between the two quickly entered a state of pure chatting.

Finding evidence isn't something that can be done all at once. Even though Jiang Yuan now had his own team, before there was a clear direction, he could only wait a little.

The interrogation of the Huang Li and Li Li Jianfang drug trafficking gangs had just begun. In the coming period, even if they resisted with the heart of death, they would eventually relax. It was impossible for only the team leader to confess.

And as long as a breakthrough was opened, presumably there would be a steady stream of information sent over.

Besides, the lair of the drug trafficking gang was as big as an entire building, and the evidence inside was as numerous as the hair of an ox. Maybe from some corner, something could be screened out. In the later stage, there would definitely be more and more evidence.

The buffet restaurant of the Criminal Police Detachment could be considered half a public place, and Jiang Yuan and Liu Liu Jinghui didn't continue to chat about future evidence.

The two ate something casually and then wobbled out the door.

Although the process of the drug trafficking gang case was very smooth, the whole process inevitably made people tense.

Jiang Yuan changed into casual clothes and didn't need to comply with the requirements of police appearance. He relaxed his body and drove slowly to the parking lot.

Starting the car, driving out of the parking lot in second gear, Jiang Yuan drove along the main road toward his small house.

In the afternoon, he had already asked a cleaner to come and clean up. If he went over now, the room should be small, exquisite, and clean.

From the Criminal Police Detachment to the house wasn't far, just passing one traffic light...

At this moment, a green dump truck, facing the hazy night and the complicated street lights, rushed over without even braking. The bright headlights made Jiang Yuan squint his eyes. ===== CHAPTER 475 =====