Anti-gang campaign: Female bureau chief

Jiang Ruolan looked at him and nodded slightly:

"I will."

The wheelchair was pushed out of the ward, into the elevator, and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Jiang Ruolan stood at the door of the ward, looking at the empty corridor, and pondered her next move.

Zhao Biao has already spoken, and what he has revealed is enough to warrant an investigation into Ren Pengfei, Qian Shouyi, Zhou Wenxuan, and others. However, to take action against Shen Wangshan, we are still lacking crucial direct evidence.

Although Zhao Biao's testimony was detailed, it was only a single piece of evidence, and other evidence was needed to corroborate it in court.

Most importantly, Zhao Biao's confession mentioned Xu Guangfa—the warehouse manager who was filled with cement and thrown into a deep pit in the quarry.

If Xu Guangfa's body could be found, it would mean they had a murder case that directly pointed to Shen Wangshan's core gang.

Homicide cases have the longest statute of limitations, the heaviest penalties, and are the most difficult to "manipulate" among all types of cases.

Once the murder is confirmed, Shen Wangshan's entire criminal empire will collapse like dominoes.

She took out her phone and dialed Lu Zheng's number:

"Organize personnel to prepare for a search of the abandoned quarry in the north of the city. Mobilize all criminal investigation, technical investigation, and forensic resources. I want to see what's in that deep pit before nightfall tonight."

"Director Jiang, searching the quarry requires large equipment and engineering machinery, and since the quarry is privately contracted, we need their permission—"

"No permission is needed," Jiang Ruolan interrupted him.

"Zhao Biao's confession and Xu Guangfa's disappearance record are sufficient to meet the legal requirements for initiating a criminal search. Draft a search warrant application immediately, and I will approve it directly. Also, who is the contractor of the quarry?"

Lu Zheng paused for a moment, then uttered a name that made Jiang Ruolan's pupils shrink.

"The contract for the quarry was signed by Ren Pengfei. That quarry is an asset of Fengmao Group."

Jiang Ruolan tightened her grip on her phone slightly.

As expected. Xu Guangfa's body was buried in a quarry owned by Fengmao Group, which meant that Shen Wangshan never intended for anyone to find it in the first place.

His legal status in that area provided him with the best cover—no one would think of looking for a body in a legally operated quarry.

But today, this cover is about to be torn apart.

"Search." Jiang Ruolan's voice was as cold and hard as iron.

"Even if we have to turn the entire quarry upside down, we will find Xu Guangfa."

At 6 p.m., at an abandoned quarry in the north of the city.

As darkness began to fall, more than thirty fully armed police officers and criminal investigation technicians gathered at the entrance of the quarry.

Two large excavators were already in place, their diesel engines emitting a deep roar. Several powerful spotlights illuminated the deep pit in the quarry as if it were daytime.

Jiang Ruolan stood at the edge of the deep pit, looking down at the gray-white rock wall covered with weeds.

The pit is about 30 meters deep, with a layer of dark rainwater at the bottom and various kinds of garbage and dead leaves floating on the surface.

The pit walls were covered with chisel marks left by quarrying, like hideous scars.

"Director Jiang, the ground-penetrating radar is set up." Lu Zheng walked over, holding a topographic map in his hand.

According to Zhao Biao's description, Xu Guangfa's body was likely placed in an iron barrel, filled with cement, and then pushed down from this location.

He pointed to a protruding rock on the north side of the pit.

"About 15 to 20 meters below that location, the radar detected some unusual signals."

"Let's begin," Jiang Ruolan said.

Two excavators started up simultaneously, their huge buckets extending into the deep pit to clear the accumulated water and silt from the bottom.

The entire operation lasted for more than two hours. It was completely dark, but the quarry was brightly lit, and everyone was on edge.

At 8:40 p.m., the excavator's bucket hit something hard, making a dull metallic clang.

"stop!"

The technicians directing the operation on site raised their hands, and the roar of the excavator abruptly stopped.

Everyone gathered around. In the bright light of the spotlight, they saw a rusty cylindrical object emerging from the mud, about seventy centimeters in diameter and about one meter high.

It is an iron bucket.

The surface of the iron drum has been corroded with several holes, but the overall shape is intact, and the original industrial lubricant markings can still be faintly seen on the drum.

"Raise it up." Jiang Ruolan's voice wasn't loud, but it was heard very clearly in the quiet quarry.

Engineers secured the iron drum with steel cables, and the crane slowly applied force.

The iron bucket was tightly sucked in by the silt, the crane made a labored roar, and the steel cable was taut like a fully drawn bowstring.

Finally, after a muffled sucking sound, the iron bucket was pulled out completely, suspended in mid-air and slowly rotating, with dark gray muddy water gushing down from the holes in the bucket.

The iron bucket was placed on the flat ground beside the pit.

Forensic experts and technicians surrounded the barrel and carefully cut open the walls with cutting tools.

When the last cut was made and the barrel was pried open, a strong stench of decay wafted out, causing everyone present to involuntarily take a half-step back.

After the cement layer was broken open, what was inside was exposed.

It was the skeleton of a human. The skeleton was curled up in the barrel, maintaining the twisted posture it had been in when it was forcibly stuffed into the iron barrel.

The preliminary forensic report states that the deceased was male, approximately 1.7 meters tall, and died about three to four years ago.

The remains showed a depressed fracture at the back of the skull, consistent with death by blunt force trauma.

Jiang Ruolan stood beside the iron barrel, looking down at the curled-up skeleton. For over three years, Xu Guangfa had been submerged in this dark, sunless pit.

He was probably not even thirty when he died. He was beaten to death, his body filled with cement, and thrown into a deep pit simply because he saw something he shouldn't have seen in the warehouse. He was then completely wiped out from the world.

If Zhao Biao hadn't spoken up, his bones might have remained buried in this pit for decades, and no one would have known his whereabouts until the entire criminal underworld of Yi'an came to an end.

But now, he has seen the light of day again. His skeleton is the most powerful testimony against Shen Wangshan.

"Notify the forensic department to conduct DNA testing overnight." Jiang Ruolan's voice was a little hoarse, but every word was clear and forceful.

"We contacted the Sichuan police, located Xu Guangfa's mother, and extracted her DNA sample."

Furthermore, immediately arrest Ren Pengfei, and summon Qian Shouyi and Zhou Wenxuan. I want to see all three of them tonight.

"yes!"

Police cars drove out of the quarry one after another, their red and blue lights flashing in the night like bolts of lightning cleaving through the darkness.

Jiang Ruolan stood at the edge of the deep pit, watching the police lights gradually disappear into the distance until they vanished around the bend of the mountain road, before turning around and getting into the car.

Her phone rang; it was Zhou Pei calling.

"Ruolan, Zhao Biao has arrived safely in the provincial capital and is now receiving treatment at a hospital designated by the provincial department. He is under 24-hour guard."

He said a few more things on the way, which I recorded and will send to you in a bit.” Zhou Pei’s voice held a suppressed excitement.

"In addition, the provincial leaders are already aware that you found the body at the quarry."

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