Chapter 78

Whether he was convinced or not, the young man on the far right was still singled out, and then, following his Moments, he identified the stolen goods one by one.

Wei Zhengguo bullied him for being young and threatened, "If you don't admit it, for every item you sell in your Moments, I'll count it as one theft and one instance of fencing. With multiple crimes punished heavily, when you get out, if you still have hair, come find me to chat."

The young man refused to lose face and gritted his teeth, saying, "You doing this makes no sense... Besides, why are you only picking on me..."

"Then who do you want me to pick on?" Wei Zhengguo pouted.

The young man turned his head and saw the LV middle-aged man staring with dog eyes, and couldn't help but shrink back.

Wei Zhengguo laughed, called the Rottweiler over, and said, "See if you can sniff out this guy's stuff, and then we'll give him a heavy sentence."

He was using this guy as a breakthrough point.

Among all the people present, as long as one person confesses, the others will only be sentenced more heavily if they persist.

This principle, not only Wei Zhengguo, but several suspects all understood, but they could only stare with their eyes wide open, unable to speak.

The big guy wearing a black training vest let out a "Woof," and searched among the stolen goods in a decent manner.

Li Li led the big guy and picked out the things with a serious face.

The expression of the young man next to him became more and more stiff.

Wei Zhengguo sighed again in a pretentious manner: "We used to see thieves selling stolen goods in the night market, but now it's really different. They sell them directly in their Moments, and it even comes with records. By the way, check his payment records later, the amount of stolen goods sold can be jumped to directly."

The remaining few middle-aged men, who were the owners of the farmhouse restaurant, were also listening with blue veins popping out, their eyes full of confusion.

Yes, what's wrong with young people today?

Being a thief has become so casual?

Putting stolen goods in Moments, do they really think they won't be caught for the rest of their lives?

Wei Zhengguo was amused looking at their expressions and said, "Didn't expect it, right? You were still pondering how to cover it up, but others were selling it openly in their Moments. I dare say, when I go back and flip through the phone, I will definitely find the conversation where he admits it's stolen goods. Maybe it can implicate you."

He was saying this to the middle-aged man wearing LV.

The LV middle-aged man said with difficulty, "I really don't know him."

"New model, chat records are enough." Wei Zhengguo raised his phone.

The LV middle-aged man's expression was extremely ugly; he and this young man were indeed not very familiar, but this transaction was indeed confirmed via WeChat.

If he had to say, he still had some anti-reconnaissance preparations, but just this young man in front of him could drag him into prison for many years.

Wei Zhengguo suddenly remembered what his daughter said a few days ago, and couldn't help but smile: "They all say that young people today are here to purify the workplace. I think it's okay, just use Moments to sweep away you flies and dogs..."

The few truly young people present all cast their eyes over; is that what purifying the workplace means? Is it used like this?

Neat and tidy when leaving, but by the time they went back, they had become sloppy.

A total of 7 suspects were transported back in seven cars. Professional prison vans didn't exist; two people in the back seat, with a handcuffed suspect sandwiched in the middle, was a very standard posture.

Experienced old police officers would be picky, taking the thin and weak suspects into their own cars, then sitting on both sides, clamping their elbows, and feeling completely comfortable.

Young people like Mu Zhiyang couldn't pick and choose; after the old criminal police had chosen, regardless of whether they were fat or thin, they would be pulled into the car, the window opened, their eyes staring into space, and their hearts naturally cool.

Jiang Yuan stayed in the farmhouse restaurant for a longer time.

He wiped the scene first.

In Jiang Yuan's opinion, since this place had long been used as a place for selling stolen goods, the people who had been here were very likely to be personnel related to the case.

The fingerprints he wiped might not be matched at this time, but it doesn't matter. If these people commit crimes in other places, or as long as they are careless one more time, they are very likely to show their feet because of the fingerprints left here.

After doing fingerprints for a long time, gradually everyone will have a noble feeling of "everyone for me, I for everyone." It won't work if it's not noble; the fingerprints you collect, the fingerprints stored in the fingerprint database after processing, may not necessarily be matched on the spot. And the fingerprints you match are eight or nine times out of ten from fingerprints stored by others.

And fingerprint masters, after doing local fingerprints, inevitably have to do fingerprints from other places. In the end, most of the time is for everyone.

Wang Zhong and Yan Ge, as well as several crime scene investigators, also obediently helped Jiang Yuan wipe fingerprints.

They had encountered similar cases before, and the scene processing was very sloppy. There is nothing to say about this; the strength is like this, the ability is limited, and whether it is processed a little better or worse, for them, the difference is not too big.

However, Jiang Yuan really has the ability to process fingerprints.

Moreover, Jiang Yuan's ability to process fingerprints has also reached a height—this is very important. If it is just a 60-point master, then it is only able to complete the work with difficulty. As for initiative, it certainly won't be strong anywhere, and people's energy and time are limited. A 60-point master actually cannot complete the daily cases, and it is basically unlikely to invest in some unnecessary cases.

It is only a 70-point master who, because the accuracy is limited, will not engage in large-scale comparison for such small cases.

Only when reaching Jiang Yuan's level, at a glance, without doing it, one knows whether one can do it. And only at this level is the investment of a large amount of time and energy in small cases worthwhile.

Of course, Wang Zhong and Yan Ge won't consider so much; they only know that Jiang Yuan can do it, and is willing to do it now, so that's fine.

And in the time when everyone started brushing fingerprints, Jiang Yuan's operation also slowly influenced everyone.

In the past, small trace examiners like Wang Zhong would brush fingerprints with silver powder, magnetic powder, and sometimes even tape.

But with Jiang Yuan at the scene, the first time he heard the sound of someone tearing tape with a "rip," Jiang Yuan walked over.

"Is this a collected metal plate? Is it filmed?" Jiang Yuan glanced at it and said, "It's not easy to stick directly, right?"

"It can also be stuck, it's just easy to be a bit residual." The young man from the crime scene investigation was a bit embarrassed. He was also a half-way monk doing technology, knowing that he did it ordinarily, but not knowing how to do it extraordinarily.

Jiang Yuan only talked about technology, didn't talk about anything else, observed a little, and said, "Let's use ultraviolet light to shine on it first."

"Can ultraviolet reflection show it?" The crime scene investigation police officer didn't think of this at all.

Jiang Yuan said, "About the same. If the handprint is mainly sweat, the absorption rate is different, and the contrast will be relatively large. If it doesn't work, then use magnetic powder, fluorescent powder, or 502. However, because ultraviolet light is non-destructive, use ultraviolet light first."

"Oh... like this." The crime scene investigation police officer felt like he had learned something, but was embarrassed to say it, so he did it first.

Several people next to him also watched without saying a word. After a while, seeing that the handprint illuminated by ultraviolet light was indeed clear, they all secretly wrote it down.