Chapter 495 Watching the Scene
Office of the Director of the Xicheng Branch.
The whole room was filled with smoke. There were several boxes of cigarettes scattered on the table, the ashtray was full of cigarette butts, and the spittoon was full of crushed cigarette boxes.
Seven middle-aged men with serious expressions were sitting around the table. No one spoke. Each of them held a cigarette in his hand and took a puff from time to time.
But even so, they still couldn't relax their frowning brows.
The special task force for the Xicheng District's major vicious assault case in the rain has been set up for several days.
Police forces were mobilized and notices of joint investigation were issued one after another.
However, it cannot be said that there has been no progress in the case, only that there are no clues.
The only possible suspect left the city and disappeared without a trace, making it clearly an unsolved case.
If it were normal times, there would be no head.
But now, under this situation, the pressure from the leaders above and some temporary organizations is increasing.
The old man’s wise saying is that political power grows out of the barrel of a gun.
Everyone can see the importance of violent institutions.
Therefore, some people have already been eyeing the power in the hands of the police, but they just haven't had the opportunity or chance.
This case undoubtedly became a possible breakthrough.
The middle-aged man in the lead was none other than Xiao Shengli, the director of the Xicheng branch and the head of the special task force. He had a head of grey hair and a particularly obvious scar on his neck from behind his ear to his chin. He looked like a man who had been to the battlefield.
But now, he would rather fight on the battlefield than look at the documents in his hands.
It's really driving him crazy.
"okay!"
Director Xiao threw the documents on the table and pinched his eyebrows.
"Don't investigate the assassination. Recall the people who are out of the city to investigate. Unless the murderer commits another crime, this case is just a waste of police resources."
"Old Xiao, please think about it again. The higher-ups are keeping an eye on us."
The person who spoke was Sun Hong, the branch secretary, whose hair was also gray.
"Yes, Director Xiao, at this time, the brothers have to work harder. They won't have a good excuse. If they really withdraw, it will give them a reason."
"That's right, Director Xiao, I don't agree with withdrawing police forces either!"
The other two deputy directors of the branch also expressed their concerns.
Everyone is in the same bureau, and no one wants to take the blame, for fear that Xiao Shengli will act impulsively.
Xiao Shengli felt his head was even bigger.
His entire branch, including the police stations below, was working at full capacity. Many people hadn't slept since the afternoon when it rained heavily, and it had been almost three days and three nights.
There has been no progress in the key case, and there is no point in continuing the investigation.
"You all know this case well. Unless the murderer strikes again, there is no point in investigating it further."
Before he could finish his words, the office door was suddenly pushed open, startling the seven people in the room.
"Director Xiao, Secretary Shi, a major case just happened in East City, and it's very similar to the case we're investigating."
There were two people coming, one was Director Xiao's guard, and the other was the captain of the action team below.
"What, where?"
"Nanluoguxiang."
All seven people in the room stood up, and before they could walk to the map on the wall, the phone on the table suddenly rang.
Director Xiao hurriedly picked up the microphone, his expression becoming more and more serious.
"understood."
After hanging up the phone, he stopped looking at the map.
"As usual, you stay at the branch office. Everyone else, follow me to East City."
After saying that, he left the office without looking back.
The police car roared, followed by three-wheeled motorcycles and bicycles, rushing towards Nanluoguxiang like crazy.
It was still time to get off work, and pedestrians on the road hurriedly made way.
He looked at them with surprise and confusion.
the other side.
At the entrance of Nanluoguxiang Hutong, the crime scene was already surrounded by people, three layers inside and three layers outside.
Wang Tiedan seemed to be fine. He hugged his mother with his left hand, his little sister with his right hand, and stretched his head to look inside.
At this time, the injured had been taken away, and people from the police station and the street office formed a human wall to block the residents and prevent people from approaching.
Director Wang from the subdistrict office and Chief Zhang from the police station are both here.
"What's going on? What happened?" Hu Yulan was short and couldn't see inside, so she could only pull a neighbor over to ask.
The neighbor’s surname is Shen. He is my mother’s gossip buddy.
"Hello, Aunt Shen."
Wang Tiedan and his younger sister also greeted them.
"well."
Aunt Shen replied, her face still a little pale at this time.
"Wang family, don't go in. The ground is covered in blood and broken fingers are everywhere. It's scary."
"Ah, so powerful, what's going on?"
"I don't know. It was said that there were a group of people on the street, about a dozen of them were strolling, and suddenly a man came out from the roadside and stabbed everyone he saw with a knife, specifically the tendons of their hands and feet, and injured several people in a row.
If it wasn’t for the end of the shift, and there were so many people gathered around, I’m afraid these dozen people would have been disabled.”
Hu Yulan looked horrified.
"So fierce, has that person been caught?"
"That's enough!"
Seeing the two gossiping, a few middle-aged women turned around and joined in.
“When I came, I happened to see the man’s back. He had two bayonets in his hands, swinging them around, and blood was everywhere. There were many people chasing him, but no one dared to approach.
Such a vicious person would definitely kill someone if he was pushed into a corner. It would be strange if he could be caught!"
"Indeed, more than a dozen people fell to the ground in the blink of an eye. They are indeed vicious people. This group of people always show off their power. Now, they finally offended a vicious person. They deserve it!"
"What does that person look like?" Hu Yulan asked curiously.
"He had his face covered, so I couldn't see clearly. But he looked quite old, with gray hair. I could see clearly that he had a mole on the back of his neck and tattoos on his arms. He looked like a wolf, which was scary."
"No, it looks like a tiger to me."
"It's a wolf!"
Before anything happened, a few middle-aged women started arguing over tattoos.
Wang Tiedan smiled and shook his head, stepped on a stone and looked at the crowd.
On the outskirts, many people from No. 95 Courtyard had come, including Yan Bugui, the three aunts, Uncle Meng, Uncle Lin, and some aunts and grandmas, all of whom were sticking their heads out to look inside.
Inside, some police officers were still collecting evidence, while others were questioning passers-by.
At the very innermost part, there were a few young men who looked terrified. They sat slumped on the ground, surrounded by policemen and being questioned.
Wang Tiedan was at the outermost edge, far away, and couldn't hear the conversation clearly.
However, you can probably guess what the question is.
He was ready to be questioned.
Just then, several military vehicles stopped outside the crowd and several leaders got off.
Director Zhang and Director Wang took the initiative to greet them, said a few words, and then returned to the crowd together. After listening to the brief report, their faces looked heavy.
Ordinary people don’t know, but these officials know it very well.
This is exactly the same as the vicious assault case that happened in West City two days ago.
There has been no progress over there so far, and now the same thing is happening within their jurisdiction.
It’s easy to catch the ferocious beast, but if you can’t, you can imagine the pressure.