National Forensic Doctor-Chapter 914 - 852: The Poisonous Web

"Director Kong, more police from Ningtai have arrived," a subordinate reported while Kong Xueping was smoking by the window.

"Ningtai police? People from Jiang Yuan?" Kong Xueping discarded his cigarette, a bit surprised.

"Yes. They’re about to land." His subordinate had also just learned the news. Su Island’s airport was small; chartered flights were infrequent, and such last-minute notifications were even rarer.

Kong Xueping frowned, intending to call Jiang Yuan, but before dialing, he sent a message to Liu Ling, the subordinate he had dispatched to deliver gifts.

Come to think of it, how could delivering local specialties take so long?

After sending the message, there was no response, as if it had sunk into the sea.

Unable to sit still, Kong Xueping stood up and grabbed his phone, saying, "Let’s go have a look."

The newly equipped Changan CS75 looked imposing and handsome with its police livery. Kong Xueping himself drove out, stepping hard on the accelerator.

As the car reached the end of the runway, he looked up at the ARJ21 in the sky, his expression grave.

This thing could carry eighty to ninety people. Granted, a charter might not be full, but just how affluent was the Ningtai County Bureau to fly such a big plane over? Were they planning to occupy Su Island?

Don’t they have work to do at their police station? Sending so many people to Su Island, what about the public security in Ningtai itself? It can’t be that the local criminals there will just tie themselves up to the precinct.

While Kong Xueping was lost in thought, the ARJ slowly landed and stopped on the runway.

Click.

The cabin door opened.

Kong Xueping put on a smile and went to greet them.

He saw a gleaming bald head emerging from the plane.

Then another slightly shiny bald head...

And yet another ultra-gleaming bald head.

It was indeed the fully assembled Ningtai County Criminal Police Brigade First Squadron from Qinghe City, Shannan Province.

Click.

Wu Junhao, wearing a green bulletproof vest and carrying a green canvas bag, stepped out of the cabin.

Ever since the first squadron had been disbanded and then reassembled by Wu Junhao, it had taken a great deal of effort. Some older members might not want to be part of the Bald Strike Team anymore, finding new places where they were content, and hence chose to stay. Others, though willing to return, had fallen behind in fitness and combat readiness over the past six months.

Wu Junhao didn’t insist on retaining his team members, quickly replenishing with new bald officers. However, training and integration would take several more months.

This time, Wu Junhao was determined to make a stand.

The members of the first squadron were also in high spirits, even a bit eager for action.

Kong Xueping took a half step back, waiting until he saw a few officers in regular attire.

"Welcome, everyone..." Kong Xueping approached proactively.

"Hello, Director Kong," Wang Chuanxing had seen Kong Xueping’s photo beforehand and reached over Wu Junhao to shake his hand.

Wu Junhao, however, was all seriousness, holding the green canvas bag in one hand and tucking the other in his coat.

"May I know where our Captain Jiang is?" Wang Chuanxing asked, not waiting for any pleasantries from Kong Xueping.

Kong Xueping frowned slightly, thinking to himself, you’re asking me where your Captain Jiang is...

But having been a seasoned detective involved in many bizarre and intense cases, his mind raced as he thought of his two missing subordinates, his heartbeat quickened, and he said, "Captain Jiang should be at the hotel. Shall I take you there?"

"That would be best." Wang Chuanxing immediately followed Kong Xueping, with someone naturally making a call to Jiang Yuan in the background.

The person most confused about the situation was, ironically, Kong Xueping himself.

However, his mood was slightly tense. Detectives, especially experienced ones, approached situations differently than ordinary people.

Just as Philosopher Island Feng once said, a person’s life experiences shape them. When a detective wakes up each day to a world of homicides, disappearances, robberies, thefts, frauds, and meticulously planned schemes, if they can’t reach someone, their first thought is definitely not a dead cellphone battery.

At the very least, it had to be a lost cellphone!

A convoy of more than ten vehicles majestically set out towards the hotel.

The police station didn’t even have that many cars available, so Wang Chuanxing had to call for several business vans with his cellphone to transport all the personnel and equipment.

At the same time, Kong Xueping remembered to report to the superiors.

Wang Chuanxing didn’t care about that; lawsuits were a matter for those above. For those working below, it was about getting things done first.

The tradition of subordinates challenging their superiors was not exclusive to Japan; throughout history, "No matter how pristine the official, they cannot escape the slickness of the clerks"—power often came from the lower ranks rather than the higher-ups.

"Park the cars at the back door of the hotel, don’t disrupt the hotel’s business," Wang Chuanxing, looking at the map on his cellphone and realizing they were almost there, communicated through the walkie-talkie.

The convoy immediately changed direction, heading towards the back door.

Click, click.

Jiang Yuan was tapping on the spacebar in the room; after a moment, he picked up the telephone.

The two police officers who were steadfastly on guard in the living room instinctually perked up their ears as Jiang Yuan’s somewhat familiar baritone voice cut through the air like a cold wind, causing the tips of their inner ear hairs to tremble slightly.

"We’ve got a fingerprint match here. From my view, it’s similar to the number 7 fingerprint involved in the Lu City case. The Lu City number 7 print is too blurry to confirm they’re from the same person, but I think we can tentatively consider them identical. It’s fine to verify after capturing the person since purely image-based comparison is still quite difficult..."

Jiang Yuan was now not just speaking with Tang Jia on the other end of the phone but with the command center of the Shan Nan Province Drug Enforcement Corps.

China is one of the best countries in drug control, not because there are fewer drug traffickers and users, but because of the massive investment in drug enforcement.

If the case Jiang Yuan was trying to merge was a criminal or economic one, not to mention the corps, even the detachment might not care about you. There are many tougher and older cases out there.

But since it was a drug-related case, as soon as Jiang Yuan began attempting to merge cases, the Drug Enforcement Corps had already started coordinating through the provincial office.

If measured by the financial scale or the number of people involved, economic investigation cases worth billions and criminal investigation cases with triple-digit figures wouldn’t receive this level of attention.

At this moment, Song Beishou of the Drug Enforcement Corps on the other end of the phone was extremely polite, "Captain Jiang is right, the current evidence is sufficient for an arrest. Once we bring the person in, we can slowly compare the other fingerprints involved in the case..."

Jiang Yuan: "Alright, let’s leave the fingerprint as it is. I’ll continue with the other comparisons."

Song Beishou spoke softly, "Okay, that’s good. We’ve already ordered the local drug enforcement teams to deploy, and as soon as the person is captured, we’ll compare fingerprints immediately. Additionally, I’ve specifically instructed that shooting to kill on spot is authorized, but not to shoot the hands, in order to preserve the fingerprints."

"This order is good, the number 7 fingerprint involved in the Lu City case is likely an important node in this drug network; if we can confirm that the suspect is the same person, then the drug network on Lu City’s side could be linked up as well."

"I considered it in the same way. Any member of this drug network, regardless of their size, is evidence and clue for us," Song Beishou said cheerfully.

Jiang Yuan hung up the phone, glanced at the messages in WeChat, and looked up, "Someone’s coming, open the door please."

Liu Ling, who had been sitting idly in the living room, hurried to his feet and went to check the peephole, only to be surprised to find his own director with a group of people outside.

"Captain Jiang." Kong Xueping entered and was even more astonished. Looking at the two subordinates in the living room and Jiang Yuan, as well as the crowd behind himself, he didn’t know where to begin.

"Wait a moment. Liu Ling, go with Captain Wu to catch these people." Jiang Yuan took out prepared photographs from the drawer and wrote down the room numbers of the photographers and his team members on a piece of paper, handing it to Wu Junhao.

"Do we need guns?" Wu Junhao set down a green canvas bag with a thud, the sound of heavy metal colliding with ceramic tiles gave Kong Xueping a headache.

"Possible drug dealers, not sure if they have guns," Jiang Yuan said.

"Understood," Wu Junhao bent down to open the canvas bag and pulled out a shotgun.

Kong Xueping was truly panicked and hurriedly said, "No, this is..."

"Director Kong, let me explain the situation to you." Jiang Yuan stopped Kong Xueping, allowing Wu Junhao and others to get ready.

Jiang Yuan first explained his vacation plan, and then said, "I didn’t say earlier because some situations weren’t quite clear. Now, I’ve mostly figured out the case. I’ll report to you."

Jiang Yuan didn’t wait for Kong Xueping to be modest and continued, "First. After accidentally obtaining the fingerprints of the photographer and his assistant, I determined the photographer as a suspect due to reasonable suspicion and the photographic assistant’s criminal record." ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Jiang Yuan: "Secondly, the fingerprint of photographer Wang Haoyu matched the one from a drug case that involved humans separated from mefour years ago, thereby proving Wang Haoyu’s involvement with drugs and giving reason to believe that the photographer and his Internet celebrities likely have varying degrees of connection with the drug network."

Jiang Yuan continued his narration about the merging process and the participation of the Drug Enforcement Corps.

Upon hearing the name of the Drug Enforcement Corps, Kong Xueping had no more trivial questions to ask and could only widen his eyes, saying, "You mean, through a pimp and three prostitutes, you’ve cracked a drug network?"

"Not yet cracked, it’s in the process of being cracked. It just so happens that our chartered plane is also providing support..." Jiang Yuan highly praised the necessity of the charter plane support and reported respectively with Director Kong to the leadership on both sides.