Chapter 1319: Chapter 1245 Surprise Attack
“Check your equipnt, tighten up, confirm your weapons… let’s go!”
Jiang Yuan was neatly dressed, checked thoroughly by a few people, then ca running out of the car.
The initially suspected victim, Li Ningxia, was still missing. In this situation, Jiang Yuan preferred to arrive at the scene as quickly as possible. Whether it was a scene investigation or suspect interrogation, or making any coordination decisions, it would be more prompt and accurate.
Mu Zhiyang wore heavy body armor, with ceramic plates inserted in front and back, neck protected by a collar, shoulder guards added, holding a transparent round shield and a pistol, ready to block a barrage of shots.
Wen Ming carried a 09-style shotgun, wore only a bulletproof vest, with a pistol holstered at his waist, also staying close to Jiang Yuan, sharply scanning the surroundings.
Cui Qishan, Xiao Si, and a group of Beijing Bureau’s criminal police wore bulletproof vests, while the rest in stab-resistant clothing, nearly half unard.
On-site commander Cui Qishan: “Tanglu Xing Trading Co., Ltd. It’s this building, the 6th floor. Suspect’s phone is in the room, check the photos carefully… One group to the elevator, two to the fire passage, three waits downstairs, seal off the entrance. Captain Jiang?”
He politely asked.
Jiang Yuan nodded.
“Let’s go.” Cui Qishan led the way into the elevator.
People behind either squeezed into the elevator or ascended the stairs, all in silence.
Arresting a major offense suspect, the police get nervous, not worrying about losing the fight but the suspect escaping or dying.
So major offenders know their issues, pre-designing strange escape routes at ho or work. So routes obviously unsafe; they consider themselves Jackie Chan; so lazy ones don’t even test, and when the cops raid, they ss up. They can’t be Jackie Chan, but it’s troubleso for involved police.
The most foolish challenge a troop of ard police; during confrontation, a slip-up, and cops might face scrutiny, making such dangerous actions nerve-wracking for all police involved.
The elevator quietly opened, criminal detectives from the fire passage silently positioned first at Tanglu Xing Trading Co., Ltd’s office area.
A small-scale trading company, about thirty workstations, separating three transparent rooms, only a dozen employees present in roughly 200 square ter space, ten-plus police filled window spots.
“What’s happening?” Employees sensed issues, so nervously rose, others quickly deleted browser history, so calmly packed office figurines into bags.
“We’re from Zhengguang Bureau’s Criminal Police Squad.” Xiao Si showed ID, “Stay seated, hands away from keyboard and mouse…”
Not an economic case; they’re less worried about electronic evidence.
Attention focused on the company boss, Zhang Zhanjun.
Sitting alone in his office, wearing just a T-shirt, showing workout signs but age lines clear; like an old-generation man in his forties, a weathered, rugged look.
Jiang Yuan followed Cui Qishan inside, filling the small office with several police.
“What’s your na?” Only when two strong detectives were ready did Cui Qishan holster his gun and ask.
Zhang Zhanjun pinned in his chair, unable to stand.
He glanced at the surrounding police, suddenly chuckled, “Interesting, running into my office, asking my na?”
His tone implies lack of governnt experience.
Cui Qishan ignored his feelings, forcibly raised his face, matched with his photo, nodded backward, asked again, “What’s your na? Quickly!”
As he questioned, nearby police started handcuffing him.
Unprepared ones already panicked.
Zhang Zhanjun montarily flustered, quickly cald, “Can I make a phone call?”
“State your na first.” This step is crucial, like nurses constantly confirming patients’ nas when injecting, or drivers asking “last four digits” when riding, to prevent errors.
Mistakes abound—most correct, but even one accident a year affects the whole team, thus preventive asures are vital.
Even Cui Qishan, holding the suspect’s photo, noted dissimilarities in Zhang Zhanjun today, needing to confirm through facial features, fearing adrenaline-induced errors.
“Zhang Zhanjun.” The handcuffed Zhang Zhanjun finally answered, “Why are you arresting ?”
No one answered.
Police persisted, “Where’s your phone? How many phones in total? Tell the truth!”
“Any safes? Keys?”
“Phone password?”
Zhang Zhanjun began non-violent resistance, silently watching cops busy themselves.
Jiang Yuan now released by Mu Zhiyang, said, “Walk a few steps.”
Zhang Zhanjun puzzled but had no choice, handcuffed, took a few steps.
Cui Qishan anticipated, “How’s it look?”
Jiang Yuan pondered, “Can’t tell.”
Cui Qishan sternly, “Remove handcuffs?”
“Hmm… no rush.” Jiang Yuan recomnded, “Collect footprints first, with shoes and then without.”
On Jiang Yuan’s cue, detectives sward, led Zhang Zhanjun across the larger room, removed shoes, gathered prints despite dirt and sll.
Zhang Zhanjun’s feet wide and high, typical of Northern Chinese traits, suffering thumb valgus from long-term hard-soled shoe wear.
Jiang Yuan noted, flipped Zhang Zhanjun’s hand repeatedly.
When the killer stabbed male victims, his action range was limited by hand and arm; little academic foundation exists; unlikely to complete comparison, yet insights gained.
Especially Jiang Yuan reenacted the weapon, gaining clear impressions of the day’s actions, potentially more detailed than the killer’s own mories.
“Take him away,” Jiang Yuan, lacking elimination factors, ntally eased.
On cue, Cui Qishan escorted Zhang Zhanjun.
Once out of sight, Cui whispered, “Is it the sa person?”
“Below identification norms. How’s the house search?”
“No one found, but several electrician’s knives uncovered, unlike your 3D printed weapon model. Look…” Cui showed his phone.
Jiang Yuan zeroed in on an old-style electrician’s knife, “Matching one; 3D print was speculation, didn’t cover all visuals. Blade length and tip curvature match!”
“Weapons not disposed of?” Xiao Si suspiciously said.
“Serial killers’ minds are twisted,” Liu Jinghui contemplated, “If weapons remain, missing won might be too.”
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