Chapter 93: Evil Fruit
Night falls.
Dark clouds fill the sky, no moon, no stars.
The wind blows colder and colder, and the half of the body leaning against the car door soon feels the bones aching.
Cao Chujun moved his body, only hearing his lumbar spine seem to make a clucking sound.
The apprentice next to him saw it and said in a low voice: "Master, you go back to the hotel to rest for a while, and if there is a situation, I will call you."
"Not so delicate. I'm old, not about to die." Cao Chujun said while moving his body, and said: "Wait, wait until the action time, strive for one-time success, and
"Above the High Heavens"
He felt it was quite a trial, but it hadn't reached the point where he couldn't bear it.
When he was young, he would stake out suspects, sometimes living and washing in the car for up to a month.
Cao Chujun was the captain of the Third Detachment of the Changyang City Criminal Police, at an age where he was about to retire.
The new fingerprint matched by Wu Wu Fa Yi Jiang had pulled Cao Chujun out of his warm office building and sent him thousands of miles away to the grasslands.
At this moment, he couldn't care less about his physical discomfort.
His heart was full of eagerness!
"I know... Master, don't worry. The three people we brought this time are all experts at making arrests; one of them is even a retired veteran." The apprentice was also a veteran criminal police officer, but he knew this case was a thorn in his master's side. Now that there was an opportunity, he really didn't want to make a single mistake.
Cao Chujun nodded slightly; he knew he was a bit anxious and was suppressing it as much as possible.
Criminal police officers all have one or two cases that they keep in their hearts. It might not be for any particular reason, but they just keep them there, always hoping to solve the case.
The longer such cases stay with you, the more anxious they often make you.
Because everyone knows that the longer time drags on, the harder the case is to solve. And when the criminal police officer grows old and retires home, the case leaves with him.
New police officers find it hard to pour their heart and soul into this case like he did, and they don't have the environment he once had to understand the specific details of the case.
As a result, these cases become very difficult to solve.
By the time the participants in the case—from victims to their families, from perpetrators to investigators—have all left, the case itself is effectively non-existent.
Cao Chujun had seen many veteran criminal police officers leave with regrets, and the more this happened, the less he wanted to leave with regrets.
However, the case simply had no leads, and he could only sigh in helplessness.
Who would have thought that just as he was disappointed, hope would follow.
The fingerprint battle organized by the provincial bureau had produced an incredible young forensic doctor in Ningtai County, Qinghe City.
He had actually matched that fingerprint he had already given up hope on.
When the provincial bureau's notice for assistance arrived, Cao Chujun had the urge to shed tears.
Cao Chujun didn't know how many experts he had shown this fingerprint to.
It had been in the provincial bureau's fingerprint database for quite a few years.
Cao Chujun had always thought this fingerprint couldn't be matched. He never expected that at the end of his career, when he was about to retire, it would actually give him a surprise and fulfill his wish.
Cao Chujun looked at the neon lights outside the window, his heart as calm as an old man who had drunk too much, just waiting for someone to appear.
His heart was beating extremely fast.
"He's out." The apprentice whispered.
Cao Chujun immediately sat up straight, alert.
Across the street, a drunken figure walked out of the transparent sightseeing elevator.
"It's this guy!" Cao Chujun had seen the photo and had firmly remembered the person in it in his heart.
This was an old man dressed quite decently, wearing a vest over his shirt, his hair combed neatly. Although his steps were unsteady, he looked like a perfectly normal old man.
It was this person who, thirteen years ago on a rainy night, robbed a single mother and, because of her resistance, beat her to death.
Cao Chujun still remembered that the victim's only son, who was in his third year of middle school and about to take the high school entrance exam, was completely lost when he heard the news.
It was said that the child had good grades, but he didn't do well on the entrance exam, and after that, he went to work and entered society...
No one could understand why someone would kill another person for a few dozen yuan.
And back then, this case was never solved. There was simply no reasonable explanation to be found. No grudges, no conflicts of interest, and it was a rainy night without surveillance.
Only after the fingerprint was matched did Cao Chujun barely manage to touch the truth.
It was just the brutality of an old hooligan, yet many people had to bear the consequences.
"Must be cautious." Cao Chujun whispered to his apprentice; he was afraid that if they startled the snake this time, the old hooligan would disappear completely.
This kind of person had no home, no job, no feelings, and no attachments; he had simply vanished back then, to the point where the police didn't even list him in their suspect list.
And Cao Chujun didn't want to go through another round of waiting.
The apprentice nodded gently, opened the car door quietly, and followed several team members to sneak over.
"Old Qian!" The apprentice shouted, causing the old hooligan to turn his head.
Four police officers pounced from four directions without a sound.
The old hooligan, who had just been drinking, didn't even have time to react before he was pinned down by the four police officers.
"Police, don't move." Only then did the few people shout the classic line. The apprentice looked back at his master, and only then did he relax.
This time, if there had been any slip-up, he would never have forgiven himself.
"I... what are you arresting me for?" The old hooligan struggled.
Cao Chujun also arrived close by at this time. Hearing his question, he couldn't help but twitch his mouth and said: "The woman in Gongyuan Alley, don't you remember her?"
The old hooligan was stunned, and his whole body went limp!
Cao Chujun was also trembling as he grabbed the old hooligan's arm. It took a great deal of effort to control his red eyes from shedding tears.
He often dreamed of that young boy, seeing his mother off, doing well on his entrance exam, getting into high school, going to college, getting a good job after graduation, getting married, taking his mother to enjoy life, and perhaps having small conflicts with his daughter-in-law, but the smart son could handle it all...
He looked up at the sky; the dark clouds had dispersed, and the stars were twinkling.
End of Chapter
