National Forensic Doctor-Chapter 919 - 857: Adopt Measures Suited to the Situation
Chapter 919: Chapter 857: Adopt Measures Suited to the Situation
The search for evidence was somewhat protracted, but Jiang Yuan and the others had no choice but to patiently go about their work.
Shen Yaowei crawled through several rooms, getting so practiced that it seemed as if, in addition to his specialization in handguns, he had acquired a skill specializing in ceiling crawling.
Everyone was busy with an anxious urgency, fully aware that the drug network had been disturbed. If there was no response previously, the removal of this den meant the network’s contacts had definitely received the message. Otherwise, the frantic resistance earlier with gunfire would have been meaningless.
At this moment, the spiders within the drug web were frantically trying to escape, but the trail ended here. Even Jiang Yuan could not break through based solely on the previous leads.
Not to mention that the earlier leads were all peripheral, even the leads themselves were challenging. When Jiang Yuan left the office, all the computer had were a mass of complex fingerprints that he had defined as troublesome because he couldn’t identify them immediately.
In other words, these complex fingerprints were Level 5 difficulty, and even Jiang Yuan himself would need a substantial amount of time to analyze just a portion of them, and completing all of them was impossible.
Therefore, Jiang Yuan also needed newer evidence to continue advancing the case.
Room by room, they swept for fingerprints, and room by room, they dismantled tables and chairs.
Meanwhile, officers collected the mobile phones belonging to the criminals. Those that could be unlocked were, and for the rest, they were plugged into portable read-only devices to directly extract data based on the hardware from the storage mediums. Most phones, except for a few brands, had all their data, including selfie videos, copied using such machines. ƒгeewёbnovel.com
"Found something!"
It took nearly an hour, but finally, an officer discovered a small white packet of pills hidden in the back of a television set.
"Take it for a rapid test." Wu Junhao hurried over and quickly ordered: "Let the dog sniff it."
The black-backed fish dog was brought over, sniffed a few times, and quickly caught the scent.
Shortly after, the fish dog started barking at a tree downstairs.
Officers rushed to dig and easily unearthed a cellar.
Three express boxes were brought out and opened under the camera, revealing two boxes of jellied candy and one box of white pills.
"All are new types of drugs. The fish dog has never smelled them before," the handler said somewhat frustrated.
With such a large amount of drugs not detected directly, it was at least equivalent to forfeiting a third-class merit!
"Captain Jiang, we’ve found some interesting data over here," said Wang Chuanxing, bringing over a forensic data analyst with his equipment in tow.
Jiang Yuan finally felt a breakthrough and asked, "What’s the content?"
"The mobile phone of Suspect No. 2 shows he frequently ordered takeout from Pushao Town, 20 kilometers away, mainly late-night snacks, once a week or every two weeks," the data analyst emphasized. "The suspect isn’t a local, and so far, there seems to be no connection to Pushao Town. He normally doesn’t make phone calls to there..."
Jiang Yuan nodded: "This is indeed suspicious."
Wu Junhao, less contemplative, gestured broadly: "Show one packet of the pills to the guy who orders takeout at dawn. If he doesn’t confess, he’s one of the main suspects."
Unearthing so many drugs on-site, death by lethal injection might be a bit out of fashion, but death by a suspended sentence would definitely be too lenient.
At this point, the police would normally identify a few die-hards to recommend for the death penalty, as part of the regular procedure. At this stage, it often boils down to whether someone confesses or not.
Previous toughness didn’t count anymore, but if someone couldn’t "perform" after taking the blue pill, there was definitely a problem.
An assault team member received the orders and went on his way.
Wu Junhao and the others revealed somewhat relieved expressions. With the drugs discovered, the chances of extracting some information were relatively high.
Jiang Yuan checked his watch, saying, "I’ll head to Pushao Town."
The guesthouse had limited space, and Jiang Yuan had already reviewed everything visible. Any new discoveries could be dealt with later as they arose.
To Jiang Yuan, Pushao Town seemed like a drug dealer’s rendezvous point. A look at the map revealed a small town bordering the sea, with frequent nighttime visits from fishing boats and lax inspections. A guesthouse employee taking a regular trip there every week or two couldn’t just be for collecting sea produce — the best seafood from nearby Su Island was always delivered directly to the port here.
In fact, not just Jiang Yuan, any experienced detective on the scene would recognize that the drug dealer making trips to Pushao Town meant they were out on business.
Most criminal cases aren’t as mysterious as one might think. Criminal geniuses and creative criminals are in the minority, and as there is no patent protection or copyright in this industry, once a trick becomes known, it spreads far and wide, leading to similarity in criminal methods.
To experienced detectives, long-term criminal patterns usually followed a set routine. Whether it’s pickpocketing, burglary, exploiting negligence, opportunistic theft, or scams like pyramid schemes, cliff drops, or other frauds, they typically need no more than a mention to understand the case.
The so-called rules of the old Jianghu taught exactly these things. But why did they insist on teaching these rules? Was it because paths outside the rules were not to be taken, such that criminals, who relied on breaking the Criminal Law to survive, must follow the rules? More likely, it’s because taking paths outside the rules increases the risk of capture, so such individuals never become seasoned veterans of the Jianghu or get to impart their experiences.
The drug dealers from Su Island heading to Pushao Town to pick up shipments were likely following rules such as, "A rabbit does not eat the grass around its burrow" or "The smart rabbit has three burrows."
Jiang Yuan hoped to find more clues there.
It was about a half-hour drive for 20 kilometers.
When Jiang Yuan’s convoy arrived at Pushao Town, the results of the impromptu interrogation at the guesthouse came through.
"They conduct transactions in a warehouse of a fishing company. The company is not run by their people, but it’s basically under their control, probably involving families of drug addicts who are in debt..." Wu Junhao briefly described over the phone and added a bit excitedly, "In the warehouse, there’s another batch of goods buried in a pile of miscellaneous fish."
"How much is there?" Jiang Yuan was surprised; normally, the goods would be taken in one go.
"This batch of goods is being transferred overseas. At least one ton. All of them are popping candy," Wu Junhao said, pausing briefly before asking, "I’ve already called for long spear soldiers’ support."
"We came in police cars," Jiang Yuan sighed. Logically speaking, waiting for support would be more prudent, but from another perspective, if they received a warning here, there’d be a great chance to escape. Any further delay and they might just set fire to the warehouse.
Wu Junhao understood Jiang Yuan’s meaning. Whether the other party was aware of the situation here or not, this was already stirring the grass to scare the snake.
At this point, he had nothing else to say, and could only advise, "Be careful, don’t rush in yourself. You can start with surveillance. The long spear soldiers may take about two hours to arrive. There’s also a coast guard vessel nearby, but it’ll take an hour, I’ll try to get in touch again."
"Got it," Jiang Yuan didn’t agree explicitly. With the current environment, at most Jiang Yuan could act as a rank commander, and he didn’t have much room for maneuver originally.
Fortunately, he was well-equipped, with two submachine guns and that Type 09, all brought along, plus a half-strength Bald Strike Team, making their combat power not much less than during the raid on the hostel.
"Yao Wei, follow Team 2 and enter from the back," Jiang Yuan separated Shen Yaowei and himself into two teams. In case they encountered resistance, Level 2 pistol skills were very powerful. In times of war, they would all be excellent hands in regiment and battalion-level forces.
Mu Zhiyang, as usual, was in a carrier vest with a half shield and pistol, standing in front of Jiang Yuan.
On the left and right sides of the team respectively were Fan, with the shiny scalp holding submachine guns, and Qu, with the grizzled beard holding a Type 09.
Such a setup might be slightly inferior to long spear soldiers and special police teams domestically, but it was probably overkill in firepower.
However, Pushao Town is also a small town bordering the open sea, having one or two desert-camouflaged AKs may not be too excessive.
The team formed up at the street corner, then turned their heads and briskly started walking.
Compared to the attack on the hostel, the distance from the street corner to the fishery company’s warehouse was only thirty or forty meters, with regulation-violating buildings providing cover in between.
Jiang Yuan’s hand was on Mu Zhiyang’s shoulder, taking small and quick steps to the bottom of the warehouse, immediately someone came forward with hydraulic cutters to snap the large chain.
The shutter door was raised halfway with a swish.
Qu whispered "Let’s go," and the rest followed in single file.
In this situation, Jiang Yuan couldn’t help but be reminded of playing the game "CS" back in the day.
Jiang Yuan quickly scanned the surroundings and, looking up, was startled to find a gun barrel gently extending from under the window.
"Above," Jiang Yuan shouted clearly, drawing his gun and firing immediately.
From his position, it was impossible to hit the gunman directly, but shooting bullets into the window at this distance could easily result in ricochets.
Anyone inexperienced in battle might get frightened by this.
Bang bang bang, bang bang bang...
Jiang Yuan emptied his magazine instantly, then reloaded with a fresh one.
Amidst his gunfire, the team quickly passed through the danger zone and then rushed straight to the upper floor’s office.
Qu, with the Type 09 in hand, was ready to breach the door with this assault weapon.
The door opened.
A muscular man, as sturdy as Captain America, with bloodshot eyes holding a double-barrel shotgun, confronted everyone.
Old Qu, running with a gun, immediately aimed.
Bang bang bang...
Jiang Yuan’s adrenaline surged, lifting the gun and firing, squarely hitting two large pectorals of Captain America.
With Level 3 pistol shooting skills, at such close range, there was no deviation, it was as if he could hit wherever he pointed.
Muscles provided no effective resistance, being penetrated into two bloody holes, blood oozing out with whimpers.
Thump!
The muscular man heavily fell to the ground, like a tree beside the road, unappreciated and silent.
"Put your hands up."
The rear team also arrived and both teams quickly met at the front.
This time, Shen Yaowei didn’t get a chance to shoot. There were a total of 3 people in the warehouse, and the only one who fought to the death was the suspected drug-influenced strong man.
Jiang Yuan skillfully holstered his Type 92, exhaling, he ordered, "Qu, take some people and search the warehouse again, be careful of anyone hiding."
Qu: "Yes."
Jiang Yuan: "Fan, take those two captives and interrogate them separately. I’ll go check the dead man."
Fan: "Yes."
Jiang Yuan: "Yao Wei, you go sift through the pile of miscellanea in the warehouse first, see if you can find drugs or the like. Remember to shower after you’re done."
