You're supposed to be a security officer, what case are you solving?

Chapter 39: The Arrest Scene. (Please continue reading and vote with monthly tickets.)
Under the eaves, around the light bulb, swarms of mosquitoes and flies danced.

After a chaotic scene in the courtyard, the old folks, like a swarm of insects, pounced on Wu Xiaobing from all directions!

"Where do you think you're going to run to!" Jiang Jianbing pressed down hard on the boy's head.

"Run! Run again!" Zheng Kang used his knee to pin the other man's waist, and two patrol officers forcefully pried his arms back.

Xu Guoliang walked up from behind, spread Wu Xiaobing's legs apart with one foot, and stepped on his thigh.

Wu Xiaobing's face was pressed against the cement floor, and he screamed in pain.

"Let me go, you son of a bitch! You're ganging up on me because you outnumber me. If you've got the guts, let's fight one-on-one!"

Jiang Jianbing grabbed his hair and lifted his face: "Are you crazy? A one-on-one fight? You really think you're some kind of gangster?"

"Pah, you police officers think you're so great!"

Zheng Kang slapped him on the back of the head and asked sternly, "Do you know why we arrested you?"

Wu Xiaobing was covered in sweat, his eyes darting around. Then he raised his head and looked at the eaves in front of the courtyard gate, twisting his waist on the ground.

"I'm asking you a question, kid. What exactly did you do tonight?" Zheng Kang scolded, following his gaze.

Yang Jinwen stood under the eaves, his hands behind his back, coldly surveying the situation in the courtyard.

Zheng Kang raised an eyebrow and shouted, "What are you pretending for? What are you standing there for? Come and help!"

Yang Jinwen did not answer, and remained motionless.

At this moment, Wu Xiaobing was lifted up and the patrolling police officers dragged him out the door.

He stumbled, stretched his neck, and shouted towards the eaves, "Grandma, don't worry, I'm fine. I'll be out in a while! Grandma, take care of yourself!"

Hearing this, Zheng Kang looked at Yang Jinwen again. He stepped up the stairs and saw that Yang Jinwen's hands were being held tightly by the old lady behind him.

The old lady's fingernails almost dug into his flesh!
During the arrest of Wu Xiaobing, Yang Jinwen kept her in the line of sight, trying his best to prevent her from seeing the arrest scene.

Zheng Kang pursed his lips, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

There were three people involved in the crime. One of them was taken to the hospital for treatment by patrolling police officers because he crashed his motorcycle into the car door.

Wu Xiaobing and another petty thug were taken to the North City Branch of the Public Security Bureau and immediately handed over to the pre-trial team for interrogation and to secure evidence.

Because the left door of the Santana driven by Xu Guoliang was damaged, Zheng Kang and Yang Jinwen rode in the patrol team's car.

in the car.

Zheng Kang looked at Yang Jinwen's hand and asked with concern, "Does your hand hurt?"

"It's alright, Master."

“You’ve already bled, and you still say it’s nothing? That old woman pinched you way too hard. When you get back, have the forensic doctor Wen disinfect it for you.”

Yang Jinwen smiled and nodded.

"You've had a long day, so go home and get some rest tonight. We still have a lot to do. Also, don't be so reckless next time. Like tonight, if someone runs away, that's fine, but if something happens to them, we'll all be held responsible."

Yang Jinwen pursed his lips and explained, "Master, I estimated before opening the car door that the motorcycle's speed was about the same as a bicycle, so it wouldn't kill anyone, especially since he was wearing a helmet." Zheng Kang's face fell: "Then what happened to the car door? It flew off completely. We don't know how to explain this to Captain He."

“The car door was already faulty.” Yang Jinwen shrugged. “Even if that kid hadn’t crashed into it, the door would have broken in a few days. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have dared to push the door out.”

“I understand. You must have heard what Captain Wang said on the walkie-talkie before you did this. That girl is indeed pitiful, but please don’t let your emotions get into the case.”

We're just police officers, not saints. Being a police officer is just a job; don't risk your life.

Yang Jinwen lowered his head and whispered, "If we can't help the victims get justice, what kind of police are we?"

Zheng Kang shook his head and patted his shoulder: "I know you're hiding something. Sometimes when I see your eyes, it's like you're in a dream."

Yang Jinwen fell silent and turned to look at the night view of 97 outside the car window.

The flamboyant neon sign on his face flickered between bright and dim light.

After the group returned to the North City Branch, He Jinbo, carrying a lunchbox, walked out of the canteen behind the building with an air of nonchalance.

Upon seeing a large hole in the back seat of the Santana, he opened his mouth in surprise, and the glutinous rice ball in his mouth fell into the lunchbox.

He rushed forward, grabbed Xu Guoliang's arm, and yelled, "Did you guys go to Iraq?"

Xu Guoliang was exhausted after a long day and didn't want to talk to anyone. He shook off He Jinbo's shoulder and walked towards the cafeteria, pointing at Jiang Jianbing as he said, "Ask him."

Seeing He Jinbo's murderous gaze, Jiang Jianbing quickly said, "Captain He, Lao Xu is framing me. It really wasn't me. You have to ask Zheng Kang about this."

As Zheng Kang passed by He Jinbo, he asked, "Are we having glutinous rice balls tonight? With sweet wine?"

He Jinbo quickly grabbed his hand: "Old Zheng, what exactly happened? Don't try to cover it up. With the car door like this, how am I supposed to explain this to Captain Zhang tomorrow morning?"

Zheng Kang pointed to the courtyard of the pre-trial team next door and said, "Tonight was a close call. We caught three petty thugs who committed serious crimes. Can we let this car door incident slide?"

At this moment, Yang Jinwen spoke up to explain, "Captain He, this is what happened..."

He explained the situation in detail, and He Jinbo blinked after listening: "I see. Okay, I'll go to the pre-trial team to check on it later. There shouldn't be any major problems with the car door. By the way, Xiao Yang, you can take a day off tomorrow."

Yang Jinwen blinked: "Are the municipal bureau leaders coming again?"

He Jinbo coughed twice: "It's not just you who's taking a break, the entire Major Crimes Unit is taking a break. We can't always be working like slaves for the patrol team. What if we encounter a big case? Where will we find the energy to handle it?"

Zheng Kang retorted, "If you don't explain clearly, I'll think you're giving me special treatment."

He Jinbo pointed at him with a spoon and said, "I'm telling you, as the master, don't you know how much you care about your apprentice?"
Look how tired Xiao Yang is, his face is all tanned. He's our only college graduate in the serious crimes team, our precious son. Director Lu instructed us not to waste him."

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Zheng Kang scoffed and pointed at the cat that had wandered out of the cafeteria: "You should pay more attention to your apprentice. He's a perfectly good young man, and you're treating him like a beast of burden. Is this how you treat people?"

Cat, holding its lunchbox, looked at He Jinbo with a wronged expression and quickly shook its head: "Master, I'm not tired, you're just training me."

He Jinbo said smugly, "Old Zheng, have you seen how enlightened my apprentice is?"

Zheng Kang glared at the cat, whose dark circles under its eyes made it look like a drug addict.

(End of this chapter)