bookbashuk Chapter 27 The Competition for Credit: The Detective's Rivalry
Chapter 27 The Competition for Credit: The Detective's Rivalry
Two hundred yuan in legal tender is almost equivalent to two years' salary for a police officer, while an average family of three spends less than ten yuan a month on food, clothing, and other necessities.
It's no longer a small amount.
Zhang Defa smiled broadly, suddenly realizing why he had never noticed how sensible this kid was before.
I was thinking of firing him a few days ago, but it seems I was misled by the one-sided story of the person who complained!
Seeing that his superior was in a good mood, Shen Lang took the opportunity to ask, "General Zhang, I heard that there was a gunfight near Xingcheng Inn yesterday, and even submachine guns were used?"
He blinked, his face full of curiosity and gossip.
Zhang Defa was in a great mood. He found the sensible young man increasingly pleasing to the eye and was happy to gossip about him a bit.
He nodded and said, "That's right, a black Buick sedan was attacked by gunmen, and the driver died on the spot."
Shen Lang rubbed his chin with his fingers, seemingly lost in thought, and said, "A gunfight in the street is a major case. Have we found out the driver's identity? If we can solve this case..."
The words were left unsaid, but the meaning was already self-evident.
The street shootout also resulted in the accidental injury of innocent bystanders, which had an extremely negative impact.
If this can be solved, I'll definitely get exposure.
Of course, Shen Lang didn't really want to solve the case; he was just trying to find out information indirectly.
After all, I was eating wontons with one of the main culprits in this case on the street this morning.
No one knew the inside story of this case better than him.
Strictly speaking, since Shen provided the intelligence, he could be considered one of the main culprits.
If we really investigate, wouldn't we be arresting ourselves?
However, a reasonable excuse is required to access the body and the car.
Indirectly probing is about creating a reason for contact.
Zhang Defa sat in a chair, took out a cigar, and put it in his mouth.
Upon seeing this, Shen Lang immediately picked up the lighter on his desk and carefully lit it.
They even moved the ashtray to a more convenient spot; that's incredibly thoughtful. They're definitely one of the top ten employees.
Zhang Defa exhaled a puff of smoke, frowned, and shook his head.
"I know you're quite capable, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to solve the fraud case so quickly."
"But this shooting is no ordinary case."
"According to the on-site investigation, the gunmen were well-trained and worked together extremely well."
"It doesn't seem like a gang feud; it's very different from the crimes committed by such a rabble."
"I also heard that the Lixingshe (Lixingshe) has released information in the past two days offering a reward for a Japanese female spy, which has caused quite a stir."
"This shooting is very likely a retaliatory action by the Rikgyōsha against the Special Higher Police!"
"But their high-profile assassination attempt in the French Concession, and the use of submachine guns, was a direct slap in the face to the Municipal Council."
"If the Municipal Council obtains evidence against one side of the action, it can escalate the dispute to an international conflict, forcing the party that initiated the violence to pay the price!"
"This is a chance to earn merit and make a name for yourself. You can give it a try if you're interested."
"The body and the Buick are both at the McLaren police station; you can go see them anytime."
"Anyway, all three investigation teams are competing to see who can solve the case first, so it won't make a difference if you're one more."
The shooting occurred just across the street from Xingcheng Inn, right on the edge of the jurisdiction of the Mailan Police Station.
The three detectives were all shrewd and could naturally see the value of this case.
Other forces used submachine guns in a firefight in the French Concession, which was a serious violation of the concession's laws and a slap in the face to the Municipal Council.
This case is different from fraud cases; it's about investigating cases for ordinary people at the bottom of society, which is a thankless task.
But if someone can find evidence to avenge the French, that's a chance for a promotion.
No wonder they're all working with such high energy, like they've been injected with chicken blood.
Zhang Defa assumed the young man also wanted to make a contribution, and for the sake of the two hundred yuan in legal tender, he tacitly allowed him to participate.
Whether or not the information can be found depends on the individual; if it can't be found, it has nothing to do with him.
After all, the person who did it was too professional; they left no clues at the scene.
Finding concrete evidence of the perpetrator's actions is very difficult!
Shen Lang raised an eyebrow, his face showing excitement: "Thank you for your guidance, General Manager Zhang. I will do my utmost!"
With permission from the highest-ranking officer of the McLaren Police Station, one could legitimately access the corpses and vehicles.
Based on recent research on the system, it is highly likely that big data is the driving force.
In order to obtain relevant information and to verify my suspicions, I had no choice but to make contact, no matter how unlucky it was.
However, his goal was to obtain information about Japanese spies, and it had nothing to do with finding out who was behind it.
He himself was a participant, so there's no way to really investigate, right?
Shen Lang said a few flattering words to express his loyalty, and then went to the backyard in high spirits.
Led by the caretaker, we saw the car that had been riddled with bullet holes.
The entire driver's seat was covered in blood; bullets had pierced through the tables and chairs, and even the back seats were stained red with blood.
Shen Lang originally wanted to get into the car and sit for a while, to strengthen contact in a more direct way and increase the possibility of targeted intelligence delivery.
However, seeing blood everywhere and smelling the strong stench of blood from outside, I gave up the idea of going in to sit down.
He simply sat on the hood of the car, took out cigarettes and handed them to the old man who was guarding the vehicle. The two of them leisurely smoked and chatted idly.
Unfortunately, the old man was only responsible for guarding the car. As long as the car wasn't stolen and no unauthorized people came in, he didn't care about anything else.
Aside from informing the three detectives that they had brought men there, we knew nothing else.
Shen Lang sat on the hood of the Buick for fifteen minutes, smoking two cigarettes before leaving.
As soon as I reached the office door, I heard people talking.
Through the glass window, it could be seen that Detective Ling Feng from Team 2 was questioning the forensic doctor.
"Forensic Doctor Wang, haven't you made any other useful discoveries?"
His voice was somewhat urgent, filled with anticipation.
The three detectives were racing to find a clue first, as time was of the essence.
We can only hope to find clues from the existing discoveries.
Wang, the forensic doctor in a white coat, sat in a chair, shaking his head impatiently.
"The two spies had already asked the same question before."
"Aside from the contents of the autopsy report, nothing else was found."
"You'll have to find out the deceased's identity yourselves!"
"Don't bother me while I'm working if there's nothing important!"
His voice was very impatient, even tinged with anger.
Being repeatedly asked the same question by three detectives that day would have annoyed anyone.
Upon seeing the young police officer walk in, he asked with suspicion, "What do you need?"
Shen Lang said with a smile, "I have received permission from General Manager Zhang to examine the condition of the body. I would appreciate it if Forensic Doctor Wang could do me that."
He was very polite and put away his usual thuggish manner.
He wasn't about to be foolish enough to make a fool of himself and become someone else's punching bag, not even to the point of giving face to a detective.
Forensic doctor Wang raised his chin: "Mr. Zhang called. If you want to see it, go in yourself."
"Thank you," Shen Lang replied politely, and was about to push the door open to go in.
After thinking for a moment, he politely asked, "Could I have a pair of gloves?"
Instantly, both the forensic doctor Wang and Detective Ling Feng showed surprise on their faces!