Chapter 474: The Drug Trafficking Gang

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

Li Jianfang was the number 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 Jinghui was quite emotional: "You say he doesn't care about the consequences of doing drugs, but he knows how to leave descendants. In the end, other people's property will be confiscated, or there is no property, but this Li person has 8 children, you can't confiscate them."

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

"People give their lovers 100,000 yuan in household expenses a month, and there are gifts for holidays. What are you comparing with?" Liu Jinghui smiled and picked up the clear tea in front of him and drank two sips.

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

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

"People like them who can stably traffic drugs in a provincial capital city are too rare. This time, some people are happy, and some people are going to be unlucky..." Liu Jinghui paused and said: "En, 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 marry a wife. Speaking of which, after the drug dealer is executed by shooting, won't his lovers and children have no money to spend?" Mu Zhiyang was very worried about the rich.

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

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

"The main property must be identified, but he must have found someone to study it, and made isolation in advance. In the end, if it's not pursued, it's considered good luck." Liu Jinghui actually wasn't very clear either. After saying it once, he looked at Jiang Yuan and said: "This guy, originally pretending to be a small fry, maybe he could really get a suspended death sentence. Now it's all over, he can only think about leaving some money for his family."

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

Liu Jinghui gave an "En" 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 will always be a way to make money." Mu Zhiyang had no sympathy at all and said: "The drugs they sell, I don't know how many people they have harmed. Maybe they sold them to minors. His own children enjoy 100,000 yuan in household expenses a month, so they should be unlucky."

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 mainly methaqualone."

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

Liu Jinghui said: "This is also the strange place. There is no need for such a conflict at all. There are so many types of new drugs, and methaqualone is not the best-selling variety. There is no need to be so dependent. Furthermore, you should still remember what I said before: methaqualone is relatively easy to produce among many new drugs, and the way to control it is usually only to control its raw materials."

"Anthranilic acid, benzoic acid, the controls are all quite strict." Jiang Yuan nodded and said.

"Right. If two criminal gangs both produce methaqualone, it is equivalent to generating demand for two types of raw material drugs at the same time. This is making things difficult for themselves, and it is very easy to be discovered." The more Liu Jinghui spoke, the lower his voice became: "You have also seen the Anti-Drug Detachment. They are not all wine bags and rice sacks. Running two lines in one breath, the possibility is very low."

Jiang Yuan looked at Liu Jinghui, waiting for him to say the conclusion.

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

"Did Li Jianfang not confess?"

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

"Can his life still be saved?"

"Live one day at a time." What Liu Jinghui said was a very realistic problem, and it is also 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 is important enough, then confessing like squeezing toothpaste can make the time of his execution continuously delayed. Extreme cases like the Zhao Zhihong case, caught in 2005, confessed to the Huger case in 2006, and was executed in 2019.

Li Jianfang knew he was going to 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 is very good. A few months is not a loss. If he can delay for a year or two, it is considered a blood profit.

He must confess. Otherwise, once the procedure is finished, confessing again will be meaningless.

But on the other hand, confessing too fast won't work either. The valuable information is just that much. Once confessed, the police might not be interested in the remaining scraps.

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

Therefore, after thinking deeply for a moment, Jiang Yuan asked: "Are you trying to follow the trend and investigate, through the Huang Li and Li Jianfang drug trafficking gangs, to find the Old Ghost drug trafficking gang?"

"Direct investigation, it should be difficult to find. This guy hides deeper than the Huang Li drug trafficking gang. I suspect..." Liu Jinghui also hesitated.

Mu Zhiyang didn't even feel that the food was fragrant, so he simply put down his chopsticks and looked at Liu Jinghui: "You should say it."

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

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

"Maybe." 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. Britain in that era only had this condition, just like Euclidean geometry with only axioms and no inferences. When encountering anything, push it all over from the beginning."

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

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

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

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

Besides this, the lair of the drug trafficking gang was as big as a whole building, and the evidence inside was as numerous as the hair of an ox. Maybe in some corner, things 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 also be considered half a public place. Jiang Yuan and Liu Jinghui didn't continue to talk about future evidence.

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

The drug trafficking gang case, although the process was very smooth, the whole process still inevitably made people tense their nerves.

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

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

In the afternoon, he had already asked a part-time worker to come over to clean. If he went over now, the room should already be small, exquisite, and clean.

Starting from the Criminal Police Detachment, it wasn't far to the house, just passing a traffic light...

At this moment, a green muck truck, facing the hazy night and the complicated street lights, rushed over without even braking. The bright headlights made Jiang Yuan's eyes squint.