Miao Hui promised Zhao Xiangwan that the members of the team would be chosen by her. Zhao Xiangwan selected Zhu Feipeng, Zhu Kang, and Zhou Rulan from the long-term partners of the serious crime team, plus himself and Ji Zhao, and the five of them acted more quickly and efficiently.

The so-called special operations group refers to an investigation team that encounters a special case and needs the assistance of multiple parties to complete the investigation and collect evidence through special channels.

Like the three traffic accidents at the moment, which seem to be accidents, are actually a number of well-planned murders.

Disguising the murder as a traffic accident is a defiance and provocation to the public security system.

This gang must be uprooted!

The provincial department paid close attention to the case and handed over the case to Zhao Xiangwan. This is the first case since the establishment of the Einsatzgruppen, and it must be completed beautifully.

Zhao Xiangwan stood on the stage, picked up a black marker, and wrote three names on the whiteboard.

Legal Weekly - Qi Wanjuan;

Food and Drug Administration - Peng Qianze;

Children's Hospital – Huang Ju.

Zhao Xiangwan's waist was straight, his face was serious, his attitude was cold, and his eyes swept over the group members sitting at the conference table.

"These three people, maybe related, maybe not. But behind them, there must be a killer organization orchestrated by it. Now, let's use motorcyclists as a breakthrough to find out this organization. ”

Zhu Feipeng raised his hand: "Should we investigate the identity of the deceased?" ”

Zhao Xiangwan nodded in affirmation: "Let's go our separate ways." Ji Zhao and I went to the city bureau to meet the motorcyclist. The three of you divide up and investigate the social relations of the deceased. ”

The special group operation begins.

Zhao Xiangwan and Ji Zhao came to the city bureau and saw the arrogant Gou Changan in the traffic brigade.

Gou Changan is twenty-four this year, dyed with yellow hair, and he hung Erlang's legs on the ground, shaking his toes one by one.

"Comrade policeman, I have made it very clear, the matter of hitting and killing people has nothing to do with me, I am speeding at most. Who told the driver who drove the BMW to drive so fast and not slow down when he saw a red light? Let me tell you, now these drivers who drive luxury cars are very rich, and if they kill someone, they will lose money, so let him pay hard! ”

Zhao Xiangwan stared at his every move, and suddenly asked, "Do you know why the police found you?" ”

Gou Changan was looking at Zhao Xiangwan at this time, and raised his eyebrows: "Why?" ”

[Lao Tzu has always been cautious in doing things, and there can never be flaws. 】

[Last time I was in the alley, don't be that little leader, no one paid attention at all. This time it's also strange, it was the criminal police who came to the door! 】

Peng Qianze's case was also done by Gou Changan!

Zhao Xiangwan's eyes were like knives, and the sharp light flashed, stabbing Gou Changan's heart.

Zhao Xiangwan didn't speak, still staring at Gou Changan coldly.

Gou Changan began to beat the drum in his heart, and in order to hide this weakness, he began to shout: "Hey, do you like to talk about it!" I'm telling you, I'm not a prisoner, you can't detain me in the police station like this, you let me go quickly! Otherwise, I will find a reporter to expose your lynching! ”

Zhao Xiangwan smiled mockingly: "Where are you looking for reporters?" Legal Weekly? ”

Gou Changan was excited, and a cold sweat broke out on his back, he didn't dare to make eye contact with Zhao Xiangwan, and after his eyes wandered around, he landed somewhere at the foot of the table.

[Just pinned the BMW according to the instructions of the mysterious person, who knew that the mother and daughter would be killed! ] 】

[Later, I learned that the woman was a reporter and a reporter for Legal Weekly. 】

[The car wash ordered the newspaper, and the brothers sometimes took the case in the newspaper to eat, but I didn't expect it...... Alas! 】

Zhao Xiangwan sighed: "It's a pity that Reporter Qi is in charge of the page of "People Speak", asking for the lives of the people, speaking out for the disadvantaged, and writing one touching article after another, but because you tilted the BMW, Reporter Qi died in a pool of blood. ”

Gou Changan was stunned, and his throat was a little tight: "Reporter Qi ......"

["The People Speak"? I know. 】

[Migrant workers ask for wages, mine workers defend their rights, and laid-off workers are re-employed...... I like this page, I really speak for our little people, and don't help those rich people with black consciences. 】

[Reporter Qi, which one is it? ] 】

Zhao Xiangwan found Gou Changan's psychological characteristics - he hated the rich and did not bully the poor.

"Reporter Qi, pen name is Xinhuo. She said that the spirit of the rule of law and the flame of justice should be passed on from generation to generation. She said that she would protect the oppressed people and seek justice for them. ”

Gou Changan felt a sharp sword flying towards him, hitting him in the chest.

Remorse, guilt, shame......

[Fire, she's a good person. 】

"I shouldn't, listen to that man. 】

Gou Changan's voice weakened, lowered his head, and replied for a long time: "I don't know, I really don't know." ”

Zhao Xiangwan felt a change in his heart: "I'll tell you why you're here." Three days ago, you were speeding along the road at the entrance of Jiefang Road Primary School, and you once said four words excitedly, done, call it a day! Be heard by me. ”

Gou Changan's eyes widened, looking at the policewoman in front of him who was wearing an olive green uniform and a pair of phoenix eyes shining on her apple face: "I, I haven't seen you." Me, did I say it? ”

Zhao Xiangwan said coldly: "The two of us passed by, and you said those four words, which happened to be heard by me, so I wrote down your license plate information." The police quickly dispatched to bring you back, and we have all your social connections, petty theft, and records of fights. ”

Gou Changan never imagined that while he was wearing a helmet and whizzing past at a speed of nearly a hundred yards, someone would even notice the license plate information. And, did he really say the words "finish the job" at that time? Did you say that? He was suddenly a little confused.

Zhao Xiangwan raised his hand and raised the ceiling: "Providence, right?" Reporter Qi speaks, speaks out, and defends rights for the people, but he dies under the wheels in vain, and God can't see it, so he lets you sit here. ”

Gou Chang'an's family conditions are not good, his father died early, and there is only one sick mother in the family. He didn't read much, and he came out to mix in society before graduating from junior high school. Zhao Xiangwan's words magnified his guilt countless times, which made his heart heavy.

"I ......"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Gou Changan closed it tightly.

[I can't say.] 】

[That man said, if I dare to speak out, my whole family will die.] 】

[My mother is home alone, and it's too easy to have an accident. 】

Thinking of this, Gou Changan's eyes rolled, and his neck stiffened: "It wasn't me who killed Reporter Qi." I just made a joke, how do you know that the level of dead fat people who drive BMW cars is so bad! Not only did he not step on the brakes, but he also hit the steering wheel indiscriminately. What does it have to do with me when he hits and kills someone? ”

Zhao Xiangwan leaned forward and lowered his voice: "The police promise to protect you and your mother until the case is solved, how about it?" ”

"What?" Gou Changan was stunned for a moment, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Zhao Xiangwan continued to negotiate conditions with him, although his voice was low, but it was extremely clear: "There is no need to hide it, the police have long known that you have a deal with others, otherwise they would not have brought you here." You tell the truth, be frank and lenient. You are not the principal offender, at most you are only an accomplice, and if you confess honestly, you can have your sentence commuted. When the main culprit is caught, you and your mother will no longer be in danger of life. Otherwise...... You kill me, I kill you, as long as you have money, you can do whatever you want, there is no legal protection, how can there be a way for the poor to live in this world? ”

Zhao Xiangwan's words accurately hit Gou Changan's heart of hatred of the rich.

He raised his head and looked at Zhao Xiangwan.

Zhao Xiangwan's eyes flashed with a strange light, like a small dancing flame, which made the word "fire" suddenly flash in Gou Changan's mind.

Reporter Qi's pen name is called Xinhuo?

Gou Changan's head drooped, and he said dejectedly: "I really don't know, he wants to harm reporters." If I knew that the person he was trying to kill was the fire, I would definitely not do what he said. Torch, a good person! ”

Zhao Xiangwan said: "It's too late to say it now, don't let more good people be killed." ”

Gou Changan snorted: "Actually, I don't know who he is......"

With Gou Changan's narration, a killer organization that created an accident surfaced.

Gou Chang'an lived on the banks of the Zaohe River in Xicheng District, Xingshi, which used to be a gathering place for vegetable farmers, and later the city developed, demolishing everywhere, building roads, and building houses, and that area became an urban village.

Gou Changan likes motorcycles, likes excitement, likes drag racing, often spates on the road with a group of motorcyclists, his family is poor, he helps in a car repair shop, and mixes his salary to support himself and his mother.

In September of this year, he suddenly found an envelope in his home, and his mother said that there was a knock on the door, and when she opened the door, she found a large leather envelope on the threshold.

In the envelope, there was a letter, five thousand dollars, and a walkie-talkie.

The letter is not handwritten, but words cut out of a newspaper, pasted one by one.

"On September 13, I turned on the walkie-talkie, rode a motorcycle and waited in the north of Wuyang Road, Dongcheng District, and did what I asked without any legal risk. Make a deposit of 5,000 yuan, and pay the remaining 5,000 yuan after the completion of the matter. ”

Gou Changan was a little apprehensive at first, not knowing what the other party was going to do for himself. Although there is no legal risk, the other party has not even shown his face, who knows whether it is loyalty or treachery?

Wealth touches people's hearts.

Seeing the brand-new 100 yuan bill, Gou Chang'an was moved.

On that day, he hung the walkie-talkie on his left chest, put on a helmet, rode a motorcycle, and waited at the mouth of the alley in Dongcheng District.

That day, the drizzle was hazy.

Gou Changan saw a man who looked like a cadre, holding a black cloth umbrella and holding a black briefcase into the alley.

A man's calm voice suddenly sounded on the intercom: "Listen to my orders, start, speed forward, and drive past the left side of the man holding the black cloth umbrella!" ”

Gou Chang'an started and accelerated.

Motorcycles drive into alleys.

"1, 2, 3, crooked to the right! Don't him! ”

"Get out of here!"

Gou Changan did as he said.

As he left the alley, he heard the sound of a crackling horn behind him.

There is also the sound of cars braking suddenly.

Chapter 160: Genius

◎ Intricate dynamic mathematical model ◎

Zhao Xiangwan asked Gou Changan: "This is your first action?" ”

Gou Changan nodded: "Yes." ”

Zhao Xiangwan asked: "What about the walkie-talkie?" ”

Gou Changan replied: "After driving out of the alley, the man instructed me on the walkie-talkie to drive the motorcycle to a garbage can on the corner of the street, and there was a black plastic bag in the bucket, which contained the remaining 5,000 yuan. Then, as requested, I threw the walkie-talkie into the trash, picked up the plastic bag and left the scene. ”

Zhao Xiangwan asked: "Money is new money, is it a serial number?" ”

Gou Changan shook his head: "No, it's all old banknotes." ”

"Are there any characteristics of the bags and envelopes that hold money?"

"No, it's just the ordinary envelopes and black plastic bags for garbage in stationery stores."

An action, a walkie-talkie, and no face is revealed.