Chapter 828: Justifiable

Jiang Yuan re-checked the fingerprints, closed the PAD, took out his mobile phone, and the phone number in the address book slid to Director Kong, but stopped again.

The natural suspicion of the criminal police identity suddenly covered the few martinis Jiang Yuan had just drunk.

The back of drug-related cases often means extremely strong organization. Although the other party is only a sales person in a drug case, but look at the other party daring to take three internet celebrity girls to take pictures on the beach... Is he selling?

Jiang Yuan recalled the process of getting the business card just now. Is what the photographer wants to sell to himself internet celebrity girls, or drugs?

And does he dare to distribute business cards in the

Jiang Yuan had not dealt with Kong Xueping after all, and knew nothing about his character or ability. If it were the kind of independent serious injury case from before, or a simpler theft case, or a sudden homicide, Kong Xueping's status as a station chief would have been sufficient.

But if it involved drugs, Jiang Yuan felt he had to be cautious.

Thinking this way, Jiang Yuan changed the call to Station Chief Kong into a WeChat message to Huang Qiangmin, to avoid his voice being too loud after drinking.

A few seconds after Jiang Yuan's WeChat was sent, Huang Qiangmin's WeChat replied rapidly.

Huang Qiangmin: 【Are you safe?】

Jiang Yuan: 【Safe.】

Huang Qiangmin: 【Do not act rashly, I will immediately find people to reinforce you.】

Jiang Yuan: 【Good.】

After Jiang Yuan replied, he looked at the photographer and the internet celebrities again, and saw that their poses were already quite alluring.

"Let's go back." Jiang Yuan was not worried that the other party would suspect anything.

This level of suspicion would not lead to a fatal disaster, and Jiang Yuan only needed to protect himself at this moment.

Jiang Fujian and Uncle Qiang just assumed Jiang Yuan was shy, so they also stood up and packed their things.

The photographer nearby was quite happy to see this; he had no suspicion at all. On the contrary, he liked men like Jiang Yuan. Those who couldn't take their eyes off women were usually "free-riders," and it wasn't that they didn't want to spend money, but that they couldn't afford to.

And men who would truly become his clients wouldn't just stare at women to satisfy their cravings. Precisely because they had the ability to spend, they would leave easily, saving the surprise to enjoy at night.

Generally, if the oil at home goes bad, or if snacks with high oil content go bad, it is easy to have a rancid smell. Smelling it from a body is even stronger than the smell of a corpse.

The photographer then had his assistant send over another fan and three bottles of soda; the fan had three lip prints on it.

The little assistant pointed at it with a smile, then pointed to a QR code in the bottom right corner of the fan, and said: "Our internet celebrities here often have cosplay activities. If you are interested, you can come and play. Scan the QR code to see some pictures of the activities and contact information."

"Oh, I don't really understand this." Jiang Yuan took the fan.

"It's fine, whether you want to play or be a coser, you are welcome." The assistant photographer was quite polite; they were also running a business.

Jiang Yuan smiled, took his tablet and backpack, and went upstairs.

Uncle Qiang also tightened the dog leash and put the muzzle on the dog.

The hotel's presidential suite was large enough, and after entering the living room, there were separate bedrooms, including for the two Dobermans.

Jiang Fujian stretched, went back to his bedroom to sleep.

Uncle Qiang settled the dogs and went to sleep too.

Jiang Yuan washed his face, sat down at the desk first, and took out his computer, pad, and phone.

Huang Qiangmin's new WeChat message arrived just in time: 【I have reported to the provincial bureau leaders. Mu Zhiyang and the others have already boarded the plane and will arrive in about an hour and a half. Is there enough time?】

Jiang Yuan: 【There is enough time, I have already returned to the hotel room. Should I call?】

Huang Qiangmin's call came through immediately: "Are you okay?"

Huang Qiangmin was genuinely worried. From the perspective of a criminal police officer, the greatest danger a Sherlock Holmes-style detective faces is staying alive. The world where everyone plays intellectual games doesn't exist, and the stories they see and hear most often are those where people playing intellectual games are hacked to death by someone.

Especially drug dealers, who are like the private salt smugglers of ancient times, people who work with their heads on the line. They aren't exactly mass murderers, but when they need to kill, they absolutely won't hesitate.

Jiang Yuan smiled and explained the situation, then said: "I only told you first just in case, I haven't contacted the local police yet."

"You did the right thing. Are we so bored that we need to use police from other jurisdictions for those cases?" Huang Qiangmin only said this much, then said: "Mu Zhiyang and the others have also chartered a plane. Wait until you meet up before considering the matter of making arrests. Also, Old Wei has an acquaintance in Sushan, an old brother of his who is quite reliable. You can decide how to handle it when you meet up later."

Jiang Yuan coughed twice: "Isn't this getting a bit big..."

Even if the chartered plane was only a one-way flight, it would still cost several hundred thousand yuan.

Huang Qiangmin knew what he meant, curled his lips, and said: "What does this count as? It just depends on whether it's necessary. The chartered plane was specially approved by the Department Chief. Besides, this case is indeed urgent; the case itself is an unsolved drug case, it's worth making a special trip."

"Thank you for your concern, leader." Jiang Yuan stopped worrying and thanked him first.

Huang Qiangmin said "En," and said: "Just make sure you protect yourself."

After a few more words, Jiang Yuan hung up the phone and silently opened his notebook.

Saying that, chartered planes in the country are still very rare. Although the funding for homicide or serial cases is in the millions or even tens of millions, if a sum of money is really used for chartered plane expenses, the auditors will inevitably ask questions. Even if it is specially approved by the Department Chief, there must be a legitimate reason.

A chartered plane rescue, and only one drug dealer was caught in the end—even with the Department Chief's special approval, Jiang Yuan felt it was hard to justify.

Thinking this way, Jiang Yuan simply connected to the internal network and started by following the fingerprints of this photographer.

The photographer's name was Wang Haoyu. Following this name, he was an undergraduate graduate with a clean background, a former student union cadre, and a photography enthusiast. But he probably hadn't found the right path in photography and had partnered with someone to open a photo studio. The business must have been poor, because his credit report was full of micro-loans and Ant Check Later.

And this money was gradually paid off about three or four years ago.

And the time when that one-third fingerprint of the drug dealer appeared was also four years ago. Thinking about it this way, the rationality was there.

But if it were just this, Wang Haoyu was likely just the end link in the drug chain, obviously not worth the value of a chartered plane.

Jiang Yuan then pulled out other information about the same case.

This was a typical drug case where people and goods were separated. When the highway patrol in Dongyuan City was handling a traffic accident, they smelled a special odor, and subsequently discovered about 1 kilogram of a new type of drug called "Pop Rocks" in the truck's cargo.

The police extracted multiple fingerprints from the packaging of these drugs, but because of the high-temperature burning of the goods, the outer packaging of these Pop Rocks was curled and deformed to varying degrees, making the extracted fingerprints difficult to compare.

The one-third fingerprint that Jiang Yuan matched was not an isolated case. Most of the mentioned fingerprints were at this level.

Jiang Yuan sat up a little straighter.

As long as there are fingerprints, don't look at the fact that the amount of drugs involved in this drug case is not small; in the field of new drugs, 1 kilogram is nothing, and the forensic experts that the anti-drug brigade can find are also limited. Even if they have them, they might not be as good as Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan first downloaded all these fingerprints to his computer, and then identified them separately.

According to the correlation of the fingerprints and the analysis of the location of the original photos extracted, Jiang Yuan could almost confirm that there were a total of 2 people here, with a total of 4 fingerprints.

There is no need to consider how the fingerprints landed on the packaging. When drug dealers transport goods, the conditions are often not that abundant. For example, the driver and the owner of the goods on this truck were unaware. Drug dealers have to use means to place and retrieve goods. Considering that there might have been multiple rounds of retrieval and placement, it is very normal for fingerprints to be left behind.

It is just a pity that the big fire destroyed many fingerprints.

At this time, the fingerprint of the photographer Wang Haoyu had been confirmed, and Jiang Yuan directly turned on the temporary +1 and started to tackle the fingerprint of the other person.

Also a fingerprint that was more than one-third but less than one-half, after some manipulation by Jiang Yuan, he quickly marked 8 feature points and brushed out a batch of fingerprints available for comparison.

Jiang Yuan looked at them one by one without a word.

Doing these incomplete fingerprints is a bit like drawing auxiliary lines when doing geometry problems. For those who don't know how to draw auxiliary lines, or whose auxiliary lines are not drawn well, the difficulty of this problem is harder than ascending to heaven. But for those who draw auxiliary lines well and exquisitely, it simplifies the difficulty of the problem at once.

Ding-dong.

The doorbell of the room was pressed.

Uncle Qiang came out and asked: "Who is it?"

"Hello, we were sent by Station Chief Kong to deliver something to Team Leader Jiang." The two said from outside the door.

Uncle Qiang looked back at Jiang Yuan and asked: "Should I open the door?"

"Ask them if they brought their IDs. If they have IDs, let them in." Jiang Yuan was still at ease with grassroots police officers. In fact, he didn't suspect Station Chief Kong either, it was just out of caution.

Uncle Qiang did as he was told, and after checking the IDs, opened the door.

"Team Leader Jiang, hello, hello." The two police officers greeted him repeatedly.

"Sit down first. Are you busy?" Jiang Yuan's way of greeting was somewhat unusual.

The two naturally said they were not busy.

Jiang Yuan then said: "If you are not busy, please sit in the living room for a few hours, just in case I have something here."

"No problem, no problem." The two agreed repeatedly, and added: "Then we will tell the station chief, do you still need people?"

"Two people are enough, you wait a moment." Jiang Yuan said as he returned to the computer, continuing to focus on comparing fingerprints.

The two police officers sat bored in the living room, and just as they were feeling a bit bored, they saw Jiang Yuan start to make a call:

"Tang Jia, are you at the unit? En, I matched another one here, I sent the information over, you have someone locate it, see where it is, and catch him back."

Jiang Yuan said a few more words, hung up the phone, smiled at the two police officers, and said: "Wait a moment longer."

Then, Jiang Yuan stood up, took the fan that the assistant photographer had given him, and took out his portable fingerprint powder, brushing it gently.

When he was doing fingerprints just now, his eyes swept over the fan and he thought, if there are lip prints on the fan, then there is a high probability that there are fingerprints of three internet celebrity girls. These three girls are so beautiful, have they been hit? Or, will they be sent by the photographer to his partners as a favor?