Chapter 80: The Hard Nut to Crack

Woof.

As Jiang Yuan pushed open the door to the Police Dog Squadron, he heard Dazhuang greeting him excitedly.

As for the six police officers from the Criminal Science Squadron working in the courtyard, they kept their heads down, busy as ever, not even looking up.

Because the cigarette shop robbery and the fencing case involved so much evidence, under the coordination of Captain Huang Qiangmin, the Criminal Science Squadron simply moved their operations to the Police Dog Squadron. Once the evidence was secured, photographed, and extracted, they would return to their office.

For the past two days, Jiang Yuan had been coming directly to the Police Dog Squadron to work.

Dazhuang was especially happy because of this, waiting for Jiang Yuan every day, and letting out a loud bark the moment he arrived.

Jiang Yuan patted the Luo Weina's head and praised, "Good boy. I'll get you two extra chicken legs later."

"You can't feed it too much. We've increased its training load recently, and it's only just managed to maintain its figure." Li Li had also heard Dazhuang's bark and came out from inside.

Jiang Yuan looked at Li Li. Indeed, when it came to maintaining a figure, Li Li was definitely the standout of the Criminal Police Brigade, but as for raising Dazhuang...

"Did you eat Dazhuang's chicken legs again and forget to make it up to him?" Jiang Yuan made an accurate judgment.

The corners of Li Li's and Dazhuang's eyes drooped simultaneously. She then said, "Your colleague ate them too."

Jiang Yuan patted Dazhuang's head again, sighed, and said, "It's okay. We'll get more beef and eggs; they're just as tasty."

Dazhuang let out a "woof," which fully embodied his trust in Jiang Yuan, his complaints about Li Li, his expectations for dog life, his worries about the collective shift in human society, his vigilance toward the development of the capitalist world, his uncertainty about the future of the tech industry, his confusion and anxiety regarding the modern financial system, and his cognition and judgment of the international situation.

Jiang Yuan patted Dazhuang's head again and walked into the courtyard, seeing a row of people all hunched over.

"How is it going?" Jiang Yuan asked the youngest, Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong gave an "mm," which fully embodied the boundaries of his ability, and said, "Almost done. Another two days, maybe."

"Not bad, not bad. Thank you for your hard work. I'll get everyone something to eat." Jiang Yuan's mood was quite high.

Entering so many fingerprints into the database this time, all highly relevant to the fencing case, meant the possibility of digging up even more cases was very high.

Of course, the police officers of the Criminal Science Squadron could see this too, which was why they were all working so hard.

Jiang Yuan conscientiously prepared a meal for everyone, ate with the Luo Weina, and then went back to work with them.

For the past few days, the Criminal Police Brigade had been full of officers working crazy overtime.

Concepts like "996" were not even worth mentioning in grassroots police stations; it was just that they had no voice, were not even allowed to speak publicly, and remained unknown.

Just as major internet companies were successively stopping 996, the 996 phenomenon in police stations would only become more prevalent.

Criminals didn't have Sundays, so the police had to dedicate their entire weekends to the job.

The robbery case this time was the same. Three people put their heads together and decided to shave their heads; three people put their heads together and decided to rob a cigarette shop.

And every time they put their heads together, they added another layer of workload for the investigating officers of the Criminal Police Brigade.

Especially since they refused to confess, the investigating officers could be said to be pressed for time and burdened with heavy tasks.

Huang Qiangmin, the captain of the Criminal Police Brigade, also appeared in the main office daily, to the point of asking three times a day.

The pressure brought by this attention reached its limit, to the point where Huang Qiangmin didn't even have time to wander up to the Criminal Science Squadron on the fourth floor. Instead, Huang Qiangmin's "voice" could be heard from time to time on the first and second floors of the office building.

"Don't come back to see me if you can't find them!"

"Keep interrogating! Why are you asking me? The statements need to be verified at any time!"

"They're already nailed down to go to prison, so what are you being stubborn for? Is being stubborn useful?"

What made Huang Qiangmin angriest was that the three bald robbers were clearly finished, yet they still refused to confess obediently.

In a grassroots police station, this situation always gave people a feeling of unfinished business.

Even the familiar reporter, holding a camera to take pictures, said after putting the camera down, "I remember when I interviewed before, after the criminal suspects confessed thoroughly, they would cry bitterly, which looked very good. Should we take a set of these repentance photos..."

Huang Qiangmin knew what the reporter wanted; they wanted that scene from movies and TV shows where, in the final stage, they admit their mistakes and repent.

After all, social educational significance has to start with reflection.

But facing these few hard nuts to crack who were impervious to reason, Huang Qiangmin said helplessly, "It's because it's rare to encounter this situation that it gets interviewed. Normal criminals usually still offer various excuses and are unwilling to admit their crimes."

"Then can these people admit their crimes today?" the reporter pressed, not satisfied with the Criminal Police Brigade captain's answer.

Huang Qiangmin shook his head and added, "I don't know yet. The reason we invited you this time is because the fencing case itself is not small; the scale is quite large, involving multiple provinces across the country, and the number of current and cold cases will not be small. It's worth reporting."

"Whatever you say goes." The reporter looked like they were following instructions.

Huang Qiangmin could only manage a forced smile; he even wondered if there was mockery on the reporter's face.

However, that's how it is when encountering laypeople. It's as if there's always doubt if the suspect doesn't confess. There are intellectuals whose psychological defenses are broken in three or five sentences, but for stupid people like those who commit robbery, it's hard to say if they even have psychological defenses...

Knock, knock.

Jiang Yuan knocked on the door and entered.

Huang Qiangmin's tense face turned around, and seeing it was Jiang Yuan, his expression brightened by 22.2 degrees, and he asked with slight warmth, "Jiang Yuan, how is it going?"

"We've finished processing the evidence. According to preliminary statistics, the fenced stolen goods involve at least 20 cases..." Jiang Yuan said it simply, but the content was heavy enough.

Huang Qiangmin misunderstood slightly, thinking Jiang Yuan had just scanned a lot of fingerprints, so he said, "For those fencing stolen goods, the cases involved are still worth digging into... Well, put the case files down first, and I'll sign them later."

Jiang Yuan also had a slight misunderstanding; he thought Huang Qiangmin wanted to handle it on the spot and assign tasks right there. Huang Qiangmin would do that thing of waving his hand, treating the office as a conference room and chatting as a case analysis meeting, almost once a month. It could be said to be a very imposing and stylish workplace performance.

"Wait a moment, I'll have them brought over." Jiang Yuan saw the reporter with the large camera next to Captain Huang Qiangmin, and assuming Captain Huang Qiangmin was preparing to show off, he called upstairs without finding it strange.

A while later, a row of seven or eight police officers from the Criminal Science Squadron, each holding one or two large boxes, stood in front of Huang Qiangmin as if they had just been fired, and then stacked the cardboard boxes up.

Turning around, everyone had to go back to carry more.

Huang Qiangmin hurriedly stopped them and asked, "This is..."

"These are the circumstances of the cases that can be locked onto the criminal suspects, extracted from the stolen goods." Jiang Yuan waved his hand, exhausted yet relaxed, and said, "A total of 22 cases, possibly involving six to ten groups of criminal suspects..."

Question marks began to rise in Huang Qiangmin's mind:

"Suspects? New suspects?"

"Yes."

"22?"

"6 to 10 groups."

Huang Qiangmin finally understood, picked up a case file to look at, and the corners of his mouth curled up by 90 degrees. In a trance, it even gave people a sense of the steadiness of an old crocodile.

"You found the criminal suspects through the stolen goods?" Huang Qiangmin asked, struggling a bit with the case-handling process.

Jiang Yuan nodded and said, "The phenomenon I observed is that many criminal suspects are quite cautious before and after the theft, and only relax when fencing the goods. At this time, the probability of leaving fingerprints is much higher. However, there are indeed quite a few matching results; I don't know if there's enough manpower..."

"Enough, I'll go borrow some." Huang Qiangmin gritted his teeth, glanced at the reporter, and after the reporter set up the camera, he made a fierce daily expression and said, "Cases strung together are like meat on a barbecue skewer; we just need to bite down hard."

The reporter took out a notebook, wrote two paragraphs, and then clapped their hands: "Well said. Captain Huang, I think this passage can be polished a bit more..."

Huang Qiangmin nodded happily, and until the phone call went through, he shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Old Liu, you should pay back what you owe me."

"Old Wang, you owe me."

"Old Zhu, you owe me... Oh, I owe you, then it's fine, go play your game." ===== CHAPTER 81 =====