The female president's personal soldier

When Lin Qiang and Fang Muyue returned to the company, the Fang Group was surrounded by the police, and everyone in the planning department was taking statements. As soon as Lin Qiang entered Fatty Qin's office, he saw Zhao Xinghai and Su Rui. coming.However, Director Liu did not roll his eyes at him this time, but came over and said in a low-key manner: "Although the matter is such a matter, we will not wrong a good person, you should cooperate well."

Lin Qiang knew that Director Liu's treatment of him might have something to do with Secretary Chen. He must have smelled something. An old man in the officialdom like him has always had the most sensitive sense of smell.

"Lin, Lin Qiang, you said you have been with Mr. Fang all day, right?" Su Rui's face was not very good, and she walked over to ask Lin Qiang first.

"It's not a whole day. At least I was with Mr. Fang during the time when the accident happened. A friend of mine was sick, so Mr. Fang and I went to see it." Lin Qiang said flatly.

"Mr. Fang, I still want to remind you, don't obstruct judicial justice because of your personal relationship. Hmph, although your Fang family is very powerful, if something happens, our police still have to deal with it impartially." Zhao Xinghai also left Come here and make a serious statement to Fang Muyue again.

Fang Muyue was also very angry. She was a high-ranking person, how could she tolerate such doubts, and immediately raised her eyebrows: "Captain Zhao, please be more respectful when speaking, what evidence do you have to prove that I am lying, and what evidence do you have to prove that I am lying?" Lin Qiang did the case, don't you just rely on your own inferences?"

"But my reasoning is very reasonable." Zhao Xinghai held a bullet in his hand, which the forensic doctor just took out from Fatty Qin's head, and put it in a transparent plastic bag.

From a distance, Lin Qiang felt that the bullet was not right: "Hey, it seems that Captain Zhao's speculation is really reasonable, this person was indeed killed by special forces—"

"How do you know?" Liu Ju asked.

Lin Qiang walked over and said: "The corners of this bullet are very rounded, without even a burr, which means it was filed with a small steel file. Only special forces in the world can use bullets like this, because when the bullet first came out, the corners and burrs Too much will affect the accuracy, so after the snipers get the bullets, they will file them first with a steel file. When I was a soldier, the most thing I did every day was to file the bullets.”

"Lin Qiang, don't talk nonsense." Su Rui said worriedly.

A white-faced scholar suddenly came out from Zhao Xinghai's side, snorted coldly, pointed to a building directly opposite and said, "And this man ran very fast. It was very clean, almost no traces were left, it is really well-trained."

"Where are you talking?"

"That's right." The white-faced scholar said, "The murder didn't happen until an hour after you went out, which gave you plenty of time to prepare, and then you went to the roof of the opposite building and fired a shot at this side. I know that during this hour, you are always inseparable from Fang."

Lin Qiang sneered: "Then do you have any witnesses? It stands to reason that a sniper rifle is not a gadget. If I really did it, someone should have seen it."

"No one has seen it, but you can't hide it from me. I am a master student who just graduated from the police academy. I have done a lot of research on sniper killing. I have published many papers in major newspapers at home and abroad. Let me tell you , The sniper rifle is made up of many parts, you can take it apart, assemble it on the roof, and after the calibration is completed, you can kill people." After he finished speaking, he smiled proudly: "My name is Zhang Muyi. Sorry to expose you."

"You think you're right, you're so stupid." Lin Qiang said angrily, "Let me tell you, this bullet comes from a Type 932 sniper rifle, and the highest accuracy range of the Type 92 sniper rifle is 600 meters. , and the roof of the opposite building is at least 800 meters away from here, even the top sniper would not be able to hit someone in the head with a single shot, you, a master student, even got the basic orientation wrong."

"You're talking nonsense." The white-faced scholar snorted.

"Why wait an hour if I want to kill him?"

"Haha, because you have to calibrate and go back to get the gun."

"Calibrate." Lin Qiang said angrily: "I really don't know how you graduated from the police academy. Do you know that the sniper rifles of the special forces are all for each person, and they are dedicated to each person. After firing the guns, they are calibrated for a week, and then every day. Before going to bed at night, I will wrap the scope and the gun body with a towel soaked in salt water, in order to make them rust as soon as possible, form a whole, calibrate, hum, the real battlefield, the enemy will give you time to calibrate, idiot ?”

"You swear, you, a suspect, dare to swear, how can you prove that what you said is true, even if what you said is true, your suspicion will be even greater."

"I'm not suspected, because the real murderer is about to appear. I have no suspicions. It's just that you, an idiot, are here to analyze blindly and disturb everyone's sight. Otherwise, the case would have been solved long ago. I scold you. If you weren't the police , I still want to slap you." Lin Qiang shouted: "I despise you most."

"Lin Qiang, what exactly do you mean?" Zhao Xinghai heard a little trick.

"You got the sniper's location wrong, it's not on the roof of the opposite building—" Lin Qiang sneered.

"Captain Zhao, Director Liu, don't listen to him. I am a master's student, and my professional knowledge guarantees that I will never make a mistake. It is on the roof of the building opposite."

Zhao Xinghai frowned: "My visual estimation is that the distance is definitely more than 600 meters. You are also a sniper. Are you sure you can hit it with one shot at such a long distance?"

Lin Qiang sneered and said, "It's not a matter of uncertainty, but a problem with the gun body itself. The accuracy of the Type 62 sniper rifle is only 600 meters. If it exceeds this distance, problems will occur. Moreover, today's wind force is level four, and the easterly wind , this seriously affects the centripetal force of the bullet. After it shoots out of the barrel, under physical action, it will deviate from the original track. Snipers with some level will understand this, so it is necessary to hit someone in this office with one shot , just one place—”

"Where?" Director Liu asked nervously.

"The building on the left is just right for today's wind force and direction, and it's only about 580 meters away from this office. If you want to adapt the firing arc of the bullet to this position, then the precise terrain for sniping should be——there—" Lin Qiang asked Pointing forward, he frowned and said, "Made, this is a master!"

"Captain Zhao, he is disturbing our sight, don't be fooled." Zhang Muyi's fair face turned green and pale with anger, "He is the murderer at all."

"How do you prove what you said?"

Lin Qiang said with a smile: "I dare say that if you go now, you can definitely find a sniper rifle from above, and you can also ask clues from the crowd in and out of the building. Maybe they can even tell the physical characteristics of the murderer. If If it’s mine, I naturally have nothing to say.”

"This is what you said, okay, you are responsible for what you say." Zhang Muyi was overjoyed, as if Lin Qiang had fallen into the trap he set.

"I'll take someone there myself." Zhao Xinghai glanced at Su Rui with a strange look in his eyes, as if he didn't trust her.Su Rui lowered her head and said nothing.

Then there was a period of anxious waiting, and about four or ten minutes later, Zhao Xinghai ran in from outside sweating profusely: "Ju Liu, it's really like what he said, there is really a 10-style sniper rifle over there, The scope and the body of the gun have been rusted together for a long time, and they can’t be broken apart.”

"That's good. This further shows that he is the murderer. Otherwise, how could he be so clear?"

"He's not the murderer." Zhao Xinghai glared at Zhang Muyi displeasedly: "Ju Liu, the surveillance video has shown that it proves that Lin Qiang is not the murderer. Take a look, I recorded it."

Director Liu frowned, took a mobile phone, and saw that there was a person carrying a rectangular bag on his back, just entering the entrance of the building.

"What's going on here? I'm a little confused. Do any of you recognize this person?"

Everyone looked around, but no one knew him. When it was Lin Qiang's turn, he was taken aback for a moment, and looked straight at Zhao Xinghai: "Yes, it's the water delivery man, the water delivery man."

"Have you seen him?" Liu Ju asked.

Lin Qiang recounted what happened just now: "Even I didn't realize that he was a special soldier. This man is indeed a master."

"Su Rui, go and find out where the water is delivered, and arrest him."

"No need, he was downstairs of that building just now, and he has left long ago." Lin Qiang waved his hand: "Even if you all go out, you can't catch him."

Both Liu Ju and Zhao Xinghai blushed a little, Lin Qiang's words were a little too contemptuous.But they were also very surprised: "He committed a crime, why didn't he take away the gun and returned to the scene?"

Lin Qiang said: "This is the habit of special forces. If they are sniping important and dangerous targets, they will sometimes abandon the sniper rifle, because the scope and gun body of the sniper rifle cannot be disassembled after they are rusted, so the target is too big. It may be okay to go upstairs, but after shooting, there will always be a smell of gunpowder smoke, and people will be suspicious if you go downstairs with your back on your back, and the sniper position he chose is very hidden, he thinks you will not be able to find it Place, if according to the deduction of this police officer Zhang Muyi, you just circle around the opposite building, he will be at large, and it will be very convenient to bring the gun back later."

"So he has been squatting outside the building, just to see if he is exposed, because it is well connected and densely populated, and he can escape at any time." Su Rui said.

"Yes." Lin Qiang smiled coldly at Zhang Muyi: "I think you must have spent money to buy your master's degree, so don't harm others in the future. If you know that human life is at stake, why don't you change your job."

Bureau Liu touched his chin suddenly: "Then you know the habits of special forces so well, can you cooperate with our police to bring him back?"

"Yes, and you are also the bodyguard of the Fang Group, so you are responsible." Zhao Xinghai shrugged.