Chapter 831: Catch, Catch, Catch

"Captain Jiang, the people have been caught."

Wu Junhao's call came back, his voice carrying a steaming murderous aura, like a steamed bun at 10:29 AM, with a sense of heroism that he had finally played a role.

In front of him, the photographer, the photography assistant, and the three female internet celebrities were trembling in confusion, all stunned by the circle of bald heads surrounding them.

Never mind them wearing police uniforms or anything like that; if they had the chance, all five of them would want to call the police, five times over.

"Search the scene thoroughly. Take the fingerprints of the few people on the spot and send them into the system." Jiang Yuan ordered while looking at the computer screen. The fingerprints he had obtained before were so difficult; some were taken from the round handles of fans, neither complete nor easy to mark, relying purely on technique.

Now that the people had been caught, things were simple. Press and roll the fingers, and the fingerprints would come out—and they were full fingerprints, the kind that could be compared at will.

Wu Junhao and the others had all been specially trained; as soon as they heard Jiang Yuan's request, they responded immediately and then began the search.

The order was given, and without even needing his command, several members of the assault team began rummaging through boxes and cabinets.

"What are you doing! We haven't broken the law!" A certain female internet celebrity who had never been cracked down on screamed.

The female internet celebrity who had been cracked down on before was much more sensible. She hurriedly pulled her and whispered, "Stop making a scene. With so many police officers, they wouldn't come for nothing."

"Coming for nothing is fine; I'm very clean." The female internet celebrity said, twisting her body. Years of yoga practice came into play. Taking advantage of the female police officer behind her being unprepared, she suddenly darted out, took a deep breath, pulled down her bra, and shouted: "Indecent assault! Help..."

The female police officer escorting her was borrowed from the assault team. Because they came in a hurry, the number of female police officers was small, and she was watching the suspect alone, without anyone to take the blame. Losing face in front of the First Squadron, she panicked, and under long-term training, she subconsciously pulled out her stun gun and poked it at her.

50,000 volts, muscle relaxation strike!

The female internet celebrity instantly stiffened.

Because of weight and muscle mass, it is difficult for female police officers to compete with male officers in terms of resistance. Like the one in front of her, a weight of 120 jin is not considered light among women, but to suppress a male suspect who is easily 140, 150, or even 170 or 180 jin, the only way is to use a stun gun.

Of course, under normal circumstances, as long as the opponent admits defeat, she wouldn't go to this step.

However, using it was using it, and after using it, it would still count as resisting arrest.

The female internet celebrity who had been cracked down on before looked at her "colleague" twitching on the ground with the eyes of an idiot, thinking to herself, I can't do business with her in the future; if things go wrong, I'll be swept away repeatedly. What a pity.

Wu Junhao continued to talk on the phone. After finishing, he came back, first arranged the task of taking fingerprints, and then said: "The stun gun was used well, the execution was decisive, and the effect was prominent. Others can learn from it."

After speaking, Wu Junhao's eyes swept over the other suspects and added: "Don't waste my time, and don't torture yourselves. Cooperating obediently is your only way out, understand?"

"Understand, understand, we will definitely cooperate actively." The photographer knew how to talk. At this moment, he hurriedly whispered: "Officer, what crime did we commit? You should at least tell us."

Wu Junhao glanced at him, chuckled, just pointed at someone, and said: "Take his footprints too."

An old "bald-head" next to him responded and came over to pull the person.

Beside them, the thorny internet celebrity's feet were still trembling.

Top floor.

The phone in front of Jiang Yuan had been replaced with professional conference call equipment. The difference was that the sound pickup was clearer, and it wouldn't make the phone so hot that it automatically shut down.

And on the other end of the phone, the voice of Song Beishou of the Anti-Drug Corps had long since become heated:

"Captain Jiang, just received feedback, No. 11 has been caught, caught red-handed. At least 200 grams of 'Pop Rocks' were dug out from his toilet. He should be in a relatively core sales circle."

Jiang Yuan faced the monitor, continued to operate the mouse, and asked: "Dug out from the toilet? Didn't it get flushed?"

"He wanted to, but before we smashed the door, we turned off the main water supply valve downstairs. His toilet couldn't flush after one try." Song Beishou said with a smile: "So it still has to be our professional anti-drug team. Smashing the door is also fast. This guy's door was reinforced and had four locks. We sent people down by rope; it was still a bit dangerous."

Jiang Yuan paused when he heard this and couldn't help but say: "Rope down two people? This danger is a bit too high."

"Hmm... carrying submachine guns, didn't dare to wait any longer. At that time, as long as the other party received a call, they might have flushed all the evidence. We were most worried about him reporting to those above, because we considered him an important node." Song Beishou said it simply, but Jiang Yuan and the others on the other end of the phone felt a thick atmosphere of danger.

An inadequately prepared rope descent is much more dangerous than breaking in. Everyone is a professional police officer and naturally knows the pros and cons of rope descent. If you want to talk about being handsome, rope descent is definitely handsome enough, so in various exercises, rope descent is almost always a must.

But in actual operations, the door might be reinforced, making it difficult for multiple police officers to break in. Is it possible that the window is not reinforced?

Considering that the other party has guns, the danger of rope descent is already very high. Even if the rope descent successfully enters the room, it is very difficult to judge how many people are inside.

No matter which country's police, they are extremely cautious about indoor close-quarters combat, because that is where people really die—the so-called lessons of blood—even if it's a submachine gun against a kitchen knife, there is a possibility that the bullet will hit the kitchen knife and bounce back to kill yourself.

"Pay attention to safety as much as possible." Jiang Yuan felt the slightly increased pressure, took a sip of water, and added: "If No. 11 is confirmed to have a problem, then the suspicion of 1101 and 1102 is very high. You see if you can find corresponding fingerprints and footprints in No. 11's house, especially footprints; they might not pay special attention."

"Understood, don't worry. I borrowed several trace examiners to do this specifically, just afraid that taking fingerprints and footprints wouldn't be done well." Song Beishou's tone relaxed.

Ordinary anti-drug police can naturally take footprints and fingerprints, but after all, there is a specialty in the technical field. Ordinary police officers have no problem taking ordinary fingerprints, but the fault tolerance rate is much lower. Some fingerprints in some locations are not easy to take, or the type of fingerprint is not good, and it is easy to lose the fingerprint.

Some police officers who don't understand well might only use tape to stick the fingerprint and leave. This kind of fingerprint can only be compared with full fingerprints. If the fingerprint on the other side of the comparison is also a residual fingerprint, the probability of a match is relatively low.

And from Song Beishou's perspective, just comparing fingerprints is enough to mobilize a large force to catch people; it's really too easy and too happy.

In normal times, to catch a drug trafficker who hides 200g of drugs at home and doesn't know how much more is hidden elsewhere, I don't know how many times the anti-drug police have to risk their lives.

As for now, just comparing fingerprints or something... If necessary, Song Beishou would be happy to lick the fingerprints with his tongue.

Jiang Yuan said "Hmm" and continued to compare fingerprints.

At this moment, emotional intelligence is not needed. The drug network has been touched; it is like a spider web, naturally transmitting the vibration. Before the other party can identify the content of the vibration, it is necessary to catch as many people as possible.

This series of cases was started by him. Previously, it could be said to be a network lurking deep underwater. Whether other anti-drug teams knew about this, Jiang Yuan and the others had not received news yet. At least the Shannan Provincial Anti-Drug Corps did not know about this drug network.

In this case, it was purely relying on Jiang Yuan to rush in. It all relied on the photographer who revealed himself early on, and a series of fingerprints and footprints that revealed themselves.

The No. 11 just caught, in the eyes of the police, can already be considered the core edge of the drug network. Because he is no longer a pure terminal sales person, but has a certain management power and maintains the sales network in the region to a certain extent.

And such a node, once captured, the damage to the network is absolute.

Soon, the flat hexagonal speaker on the desktop rang: "Captain Jiang, No. 11 also has an apartment in the residential area, where there are traces of gathering to take drugs, and there is a large amount of fingerprint, footprint, and DNA evidence. It is recommended to prioritize processing."

"Understood." Jiang Yuan immediately put down the work in his hand and opened the series of fingerprints just sent over to look at them. Sure enough, they were all high-clarity fingerprints.

Jiang Yuan took one, marked it quickly, and threw it into the system.

The information of a drug user immediately popped up, without any hesitation.

Jiang Yuan was not in a hurry to throw it back, but took new fingerprint marks, compared, marked again, and compared again.

For the same fingerprint comparison, if it is not a difficult fingerprint, it depends on the accuracy and quantity of the marks. Theoretically, the more marks, the higher the probability of a match. The more accurate the marks, the higher the ranking of the matching fingerprint.

If the marks are not accurate enough, the matching fingerprint might be ranked in the teens or twenties. Looking at the fingerprints one by one might take half an hour.

As for Jiang Yuan—multiple LV4 fingerprint identification overlapping damage, for the fingerprint system, might be relatively fresh.

After about a quarter of an hour, Jiang Yuan estimated that Song Beishou had deployed several teams, so he threw 4 people over directly and said: "Four people matched."

Song Beishou, who felt his organizational ability was super strong, was inexplicably panicked: "Just four?"

"The fingerprints are very clear, there will be more later." Jiang Yuan said.

"Good... good!" Song Beishou was surprised, and his emotions became hot again.

Song Beishou quickly scanned the information of the four people Jiang Yuan sent over and soon realized that arresting these four people would definitely lead to more people.

Song Beishou instantly entered the chef's mindset. It is impossible for him to be afraid of a customer with a big appetite, although his local manpower is indeed insufficient...

"Captain Jiang, you can do the fingerprints with peace of mind, I'll go call the long-gun soldiers." Song Beishou's tone began to become grim. ===== CHAPTER 832 =====