"Check each other's equipment, tighten it, confirm the weapons again... Let's go!"

Jiang Yuan was dressed neatly, and was checked by several people, and then ran out of the car.

The initial suspected victim, Li Ningxia, was still missing. In this case, Jiang Yuan was more willing to arrive at the scene as soon as possible. If necessary, whether it is on-site investigation, on-site interrogation, or any coordinated decision, it will be faster and more accurate.

Mu Zhiyang was wearing a heavy bulletproof vest, with ceramic pieces on the front and back of his chest, a basin collar around his neck, and additional shoulder pads. He also carried a transparent small round shield and a pistol in his hand, which looked like he could block a shuttle at any time.

Wen Ming carried a Type 09 shotgun, only wearing a bulletproof vest, and a pistol was hung in the holster at his waist. He was also guarding Jiang Yuan, looking around with sharp eyes.

Cui Qishan and Xiao Si and other criminal police officers from the Beijing Bureau were only a few of them wearing bulletproof vests, and the rest were at most wearing anti-spike suits, and less than half of them had guns.

Cui Qishan conducted the on-site command: "Tangluxing Trading Co., Ltd. This is this company, 6th floor. The suspect's mobile phone is in the room, and the photos are all taken care of... One group of elevators, two group of fire passages, and three group of standby downstairs, blocking the gate. Team Jiang?"

He asked politely.

Jiang Yuan nodded.

"Let's go." Cui Qishan took the lead in the elevator.

The people behind were clamoring, either entering the elevator or climbing the stairs, all in a state of silence.

The police will also be very nervous when catching such serious criminals. They are not worried that they cannot beat them, but mainly because they are worried that the suspect will escape, and secondly, the suspect will die.

Some serious criminals know that they have problems, so they like to reserve strange escape routes at home and in the company. Some routes are obviously unsafe. However, the serious criminals think they are Jackie Chan, and some lazy people don’t even try more. When the police attack, they get nervous and become nervous. It is inevitable that they can’t be Jackie Chan, but it is very troublesome for the police participating in the operation.

Of course, the stupidest thing is to see the brigade of policemen fighting with guns. During the confrontation, if you are not careful, the police may have to go through the review. Such dangerous actions made the police involved very nervous.

The rising elevator opened quietly, and the criminal policeman who came out of the fire escape also stood in the office area of ​​"Tangluxing Trading Co., Ltd." without saying a word.

This is a very small trading company with twenty or thirty workstations and three transparent rooms separated by three small transparent rooms. Currently, there are only a dozen employees present, with a total of about two hundred square meters of space. More than a dozen policemen stuffed them in, and the places with windows were all full.

"What's the matter?" The employees all saw the problem, but some stood up nervously to ask, some people just quickly deleted the browser records, and some people calmly took out their bags and began to stuff dolls on their desks into them one by one.

"We are from the Criminal Police Detachment of Zhengguang Bureau." Xiao Si lit up his ID and said, "Don't move when you sit, your hands leave the keyboard and mouse..."

This is not an economic case, and everyone is not very concerned about the electronic evidence on the scene.

The focus of everyone's attention is the company's boss Zhang Zhanjun.

Sitting alone in the office, he was wearing only a T-shirt on his upper body at this time, with obvious signs of exercise, but the traces of time on his face were very clear, like an older generation of men in his 40s, who had a sense of vicissitudes of being weathered.

Jiang Yuan followed Cui Qishan into the room, and several policemen squeezed the small office.

"What's the name?" Cui Qishan and two strong detectives were in place before they stuffed the gun into the holster and asked.

Zhang Zhanjun was pressed on the boss's chair and didn't even have the chance to stand up.

He looked at the police on both sides and suddenly laughed out loud: "Interesting, come to my office and ask me what my name is?"

When I heard this, I didn’t have received the government’s iron fist education.

No matter what he was feeling now, Cui Qishan forced his face to turn his face, compared it with the photo he held, then nodded to the back, and continued to ask: "What's the name? Say it quickly!"

As he asked, the police next to him had already started handcuffing him.

After letting go of this series of actions, those who were not prepared would have been panicked long ago.

Zhang Zhanjun also panicked for a moment, but soon calmed down again and said, "Can I make a call?"

"Speak your name first." For the criminal police, this step is very important. It is just like when the nurse is given an injection in the hospital. The nurse will repeatedly ask the patient "what's name" and when sitting on Didi, the driver asks for the "last phone number".

Because there are too many mistakes - most of them will not be wrong, but there is no need to do so. If such an accident occurs once a year, the whole team will be carved into a seated image, so everyone should take measures as much as possible to avoid all this.

Even Cui Qishan, he took the photo of the suspect, but he actually didn't look very similar to Zhang Zhanjun's image today. He had to determine it based on characteristics such as eyebrows and eyes. He was worried that he would get adrenaline, so he made a mistake for a while.

"Zhang Zhanjun." Zhang Zhanjun, who had both hands coerced, finally answered and asked again: "Why are you arresting me?"

No one answered his question at all.

The police just kept asking: "Where is the cell phone? How many cell phones are there in total! To be honest!"

"Is there a safe? Where is the key?"

"Mobile password!"

Zhang Zhanjun then began to non-violently discooperate, watching the police busy and without saying a word.

Only then was Mu Zhiyang released and said, "Get up and take two steps."

Zhang Zhanjun didn't understand why, but he had no choice, so he reluctantly took a few steps with handcuffs.

Cui Qishan looked at Jiang Yuan expectantly: "How is it?"

Jiang Yuan pondered for a long time and said, "I didn't see it."

Cui Qishan's expression became a little serious: "Are you going to get rid of the handcuffs?"

"Well... don't worry." Jiang Yuan said: "Take the footprint first. Bring the shoes and then take them off."

As soon as Jiang Yuan finished speaking, several criminal police officers rushed forward, first leading Zhang Zhanjun to walk around the big room outside, then took off his shoes and stamped him regardless of the dirty smell.

Zhang Zhanjun's feet are wide and high, which is a typical northern Chinese character, but because of wearing hard-soled leather shoes for a long time, Zhang Zhanjun's feet have a certain thumb tilt.

Jiang Yuan remembered it in his heart, grabbed Zhang Zhanjun's hand and looked through it repeatedly.

When the murderer stabs a male victim, his movement range, etc., is limited to a certain extent by the murderer's hands and arms. However, there is little academic accumulation in this area, and it is unlikely to complete a one-to-one comparison, but some information can still be seen.

Especially when Jiang Yuan reappeared the murderer's weapon, his entire reappearance process had a very clear impression of the murderer's operations that day. It can be said that if you want to compare it now, Jiang Yuan's memory of the murderer's actions that day may be clearer and more detailed than the murderer.

"Take it back." Jiang Yuan was relieved before he found the exclusion.

Cui Qishan followed the words and immediately asked someone to take Zhang Zhanjun away.

When I couldn't see the person, I asked Jiang Yuan in a low voice: "Is it the same person?"

"It's not enough to determine the same standard. How did he search at home?" Jiang Yuan asked back.

"I didn't find anyone, but I found a few electrician knives, but they looked a little different from the 3D-printed weapon you made. Look..." Cui Qishan took his cell phone over.

Jiang Yuan took a look at an old electrician knife at a glance and said, "This is in line with it. The 3D printed look is just one possibility, and it does not exhaust all the appearance. The length of the blade and the curvature of the blade tip are in line with it!"

"Have you even dealt with the weapon?" Xiao Si was a little suspicious.

"The murderer of this serial murder case is very distorted." Liu Jinghui thought at this time: "If the weapon is not handled, the missing woman may still be there."
Chapter completed!