I'm not a genius detective

Chapter 143 Another seasoned veteran

Han Ling and Tong Feng are in charge of investigating Xiong Chuan's gambling activities. Their teammates are Zhang Yandong and Yang Hui. The four of them know each other well and have a good relationship in private.

The detectives in the Major Crimes Unit have good relationships with each other, but there are always differences in their closeness or distance.

The four of them did not go to the operator to retrieve the call records; other colleagues were in charge of that. Their focus was on Xiong Chuan's QQ chat history.

There are gambling groups on QQ mobile app, with hundreds of people suspected of gambling.

The death of a seasoned criminal who frequently broke the law will inevitably lead to the uncovering of many additional cases as the detectives delve deeper into the matter.

If prostitution is involved, more venues may be shut down.

If gambling is involved, underground casinos may be shut down.

Being involved in drug use might even provide the anti-drug squad with relevant clues.

Those criminals who maintained contact with Xiong Chuan are incredibly unlucky: Before you die, could you at least format your phone and delete all your records?
Of course, deleting them won't do any good. Once the police start investigating, none of them can escape, unless it was just a face-to-face conversation with no call or chat history.

In the electronic evidence room, the four people were browsing the QQ group in detail, looking for suspicious information, and determining the first person they needed to visit.

The content in the group wasn't too explicit; it was rather subtle, with almost no mention of the word "gambling." If you accidentally stumbled upon it, you might not even realize that it was a gambling group.

The police had already formed a preconceived notion, making easy connections, and besides, they had experience in this area.

such as:

【Driving】means 【gambling】.

【买菜】 means 【下投注】.

The meaning of "water level" is "odds".

【收米】 means 【winning money】.

and many more.

"Take a look at this person."

Han Ling stood to the side, then bent down and pointed to one of the group members, saying, "The group name is A Chai."

Yang Hui opened the private chat window; the name had changed to Chai Shaosong.

Chai Shaosong is very likely his real name.

Yang Hui scrolled the mouse wheel, and their private chat history slowly unfolded. It was clear that they were old acquaintances, and judging from the content and tone of their chats, their relationship was not simple.

"Is this person in my contacts?" Yang Hui turned around.

Zhang Yandong picked up the deceased Xiong Chuan's phone, opened the contacts, and gave an affirmative answer: "Yes, his name is Chai Shaosong."

Seeing this, Yang Hui continued scrolling up the chat history and found Chai Shaosong's specific address.

"Shall we leave now?" he asked.

Zhang Yandong didn't waste any time, turned around and waved: "Let's go!"

The four men went downstairs and drove away from the police station in an old Volkswagen Santana.

To avoid alerting the suspects, they did not choose to use police cars and tried to conduct their investigations in plain clothes, especially in cases with complex social relationships.

The group started chatting on the way, and the topic revolved around Wu Cuicui, a victim from the Languang District.

To be honest, including Han Ling, they all thought that the victims in Languang District had the same or similar experiences as Xiong Chuan, but they didn't expect the difference to be so big.

Xiong Chuan is a seasoned scumbag, a frequent visitor to detention centers, and a habitual abuser of his wife. Calling him a scoundrel is no exaggeration.

Wu Cuicui has simple interpersonal relationships and an ordinary life experience; she is a housewife with both a son and a daughter.

These two people are like parallel lines that never intersect; it's highly unlikely they'll ever connect.

What would an ordinary person do if they encountered gamblers or drug addicts? Of course, they would keep their distance and stay as far away as possible, especially since the probability of encountering them is already very low.

They are completely different circles.

The saying goes, "Fish find fish, shrimp find shrimp, turtles find tortoises, and good-for-nothings gather together," which illustrates this point.

"What do you think, Han Ling?"

Zhang Yandong and Han Ling were sitting in the back seat, and the former asked a question.

Han Ling said, "Compared to the connection between the two victims, I am more curious about why Wu Cuicui was killed. If she was an ordinary married woman, how could she have gotten herself killed?"

Zhang Yandong: "If we follow the direction of gambling, it might be online gambling?"

Han Ling shook his head: "If it involves prostitution, gambling, or drugs, I don't believe Captain Qiao and his team wouldn't be able to find it. It's not that difficult. It must be due to other reasons."

Zhang Yandong: "If it's due to other reasons, like in Xiongchuan, then our investigation into prostitution, gambling, and drugs wouldn't be very meaningful... But we can't say that, because investigating prostitution, gambling, and drugs is our duty as police officers."

Tong Feng, who was driving, said, "So, what Captain Qiao and Captain Ji said in the meeting room earlier makes sense. We can investigate directly according to the direction of merging the cases. Okay, we can investigate Xiong Chuan first, depending on our respective positions."

Yang Hui, in the co-pilot's seat, nodded: "That's right. Captain Qiao is eager to solve the case, and Captain Ji wants to play it safe and follow the procedures. There's nothing wrong with either of them. Being a captain is really not easy."

If I had faced Captain Joe back then, I don't know what I would have done.

Zhang Yandong: "You're still young, while Captain Ji and Captain Qiao have many years of experience."

Yang Hui laughed and said, "Han Ling is a few years younger than me. He seems very composed, as if he can control anything that happens. I've never seen him nervous."

Han Ling: "Brother Yang, I'm heartless."

During their casual conversation, they arrived at their destination, parked the car, and went upstairs.

Chai Shaosong lives in an old residential area along the street. The first floor is a shop, and the second and third floors are residential buildings. You can see the unit door by turning right after entering the residential area.

“This place is very small, only fifty square meters, maybe even less.” The speaker was Zhang Yandong, who knew the neighborhood well. Chai Shaosong lived on the second floor, and Tong Feng went up and knocked on the door.

The neighborhood is clearly quite old; the doors are the old-fashioned, bright yellow wooden doors that open inwards, and the locks are spring-loaded hook locks.

"Who is it?" A voice came from inside the house, accompanied by footsteps.

Tong Feng said, "Open the door, Chai Shaosong. We need to talk to you about something."

Upon hearing this, the footsteps inside the room stopped abruptly, and the other person halted.

A few seconds later, footsteps sounded again, but this time they were very hurried and seemed to be going in the opposite direction.

"Huh?" Tong Feng realized that the other party seemed to be running away. Was it really necessary to gamble like this?
This is the second floor. If you jump from the second floor, you could easily break a bone.

Before Tong Feng could react, Han Ling pushed him aside and kicked the door.

boom!
The latch snapped instantly, causing the wooden door to dent.

When the door opened, the scene inside was laid out before him. At the far end of his line of sight, a man was climbing through the window. The noise behind him prompted him to turn around, and upon seeing four people outside, he moved even faster.

"Chai Shaosong! This is the second floor! Do you want to go to the hospital...?"

Han Ling shouted as she rushed over. Just then, Chai Shaosong flipped out, using his hands to brace himself against the windowsill to get closer to the ground, and then disappeared.

Han Ling did not slow down. When he got close to the window, he braced himself on the windowsill with one hand and jumped out with a nimble leap.

"Don't..." Tong Feng said a little late, uttering the second word: "Jump..."

He quickly went to the window and looked down. After confirming that Han Ling had landed safely, he turned and left, with Zhang Yandong and Yang Hui following behind.

They'd rather take the stairs than jump—someone else has already done it anyway.

The case in Weijiazhuang Village made the entire Major Crimes Unit realize that Han Ling's personality was definitely that of a "tough nut to crack"—a compliment, meaning he was assertive and strong-willed, and criminals were afraid of this kind of policeman.

downstairs.

When Han Ling landed, Chai Shaosong had just started to get up when he kicked him in the butt.

"Holy crap!"

Chai Shaosong blurted out his catchphrase and then collapsed to the ground.

He didn't give up. He hurriedly got up and prepared to continue running, but as soon as he took a step, he felt his right leg trip and fell down again.

He didn't give up and got up.

Han Ling stepped forward and kicked the other man in the shin a second time, causing him to fall down again.

Realizing that running was impossible, Chai Shaosong simply stopped getting up, sat upright on the ground, and turned to look helplessly at Han Ling.

"You're really something, jumping from such a height? I didn't kill anyone or traffic drugs, is it really necessary?"

Tong Feng and his two companions left the residential area and surrounded Chai Shaosong.

Customers and shop owners from the surrounding area came out and gathered at the entrance to watch the spectacle.

"Why are you running?" Han Ling asked.

Chai Shaosong was very thin, and his dark skin was accentuated by his white tank top with two straps. His hair looked like it hadn't been washed for several days. He raised his hands and said, "I confess, I admit it, I... Oh, right, what did you want to ask me?"

Han Ling: "I asked you why you ran away."

Seeing that the other party wouldn't let go of this matter, Chai Shaosong said awkwardly, "It's nothing, it's nothing. I have a psychological aversion to the police. I want to run away whenever I see them."

Han Ling: "Your psychological trauma is quite severe. We haven't even seen it this time yet. No, we're not even sure if it's a police officer."

Chai Shaosong laughed and said, "I'm sure, I'm sure. How could I be sure? As soon as I heard that righteous voice, I knew it was a policeman."

"Then your skill is impressive." Han Ling stepped forward and pulled him up. "Stop talking nonsense, why did you run away?"

Chai Shaosong: "What brings you here?"

Han Ling: "I'm asking you why you ran away."

Chai Shaosong: "Please answer me first."

He's a tough nut to crack, a seasoned veteran, just like Xiong Chuan. No wonder they can hang out together.

"Are you asking for a beating?" Han Ling raised his hand as if to hit him.

Chai Shaosong wasn't afraid at all, and dodged with a grin: "No, no, no, officer, my little body can't take a beating. I was arrested for gambling last year, so I'm a little scared."

Han Ling put down his hand: "Have you been gambling again recently?"

Chai Shaosong: "A little gambling is harmless, a little gambling is harmless... Wait a minute, these four officers look unfamiliar. Which police station are you from?"

Han Ling took out his identification: "The Criminal Investigation Brigade of the Gu'an Branch has something to discuss with you. We could have just chatted at home, but now... come with us."

"Don't you think you're superfluous?"

Judging from Chai Shaosong's demeanor, he definitely has more than just gambling on his side, but the fact that he didn't panic when facing the police suggests that none of the issues are too serious.

Han Ling often encountered these street hustlers without legitimate jobs when he was at the police station.

"What?! The Criminal Investigation Division?!" Chai Shaosong's smile vanished instantly. "I didn't do anything! The Criminal Investigation Division is looking for me??"

Han Ling: "Xiong Chuan is dead, who else would we go after if not you?"

These words made Chai Shaosong's expression completely change: "Dead...dead?! Wait a minute! His death has nothing to do with me!"

(End of this chapter)