Police Chen Shu

Chen Shu looked at the middle-aged man in his early forties, his decadent appearance made him feel helpless.

According to Huaguo's current economic vitality, as long as he is willing to endure hardships and stand hard work, job opportunities are everywhere. Those who do not carry bags, food and lodging enter the factory to screw screws, and the courier or takeaway staff who are free to control their time, as long as they are willing to endure some hardships, spend some time, and after a few years of work, it is impossible not to save a few jobs. Ten thousand dollars.

Unless, he was involved in gambling.

The case has reached the point where it is now, in fact, it is almost the same. The facts of Zhang Heng's crime are clear and the evidence is indeed sufficient. Gang Xincriminal basically can't escape.

At this time, the only thing he can do is to cooperate with the public security organs to actively return the stolen goods. Although 30,000 yuan of stolen money is not a small amount for ordinary families, it is a good deal for obtaining "non-prosecution" from the procuratorate in the future.

In fact, Chen Shu had some thoughts. If the 30,000 yuan stolen money could be refunded, besides Feng Yong's 3,000 yuan, he could also refund the other victims' 27,000 yuan. In any case, this is a win-win deal.

Chen Shu said in a deep voice: "This time, the total flow through your bank card is more than 800,000 yuan, of which 30,000 yuan is the funds involved in the case. I know that you didn't take the 30,000 yuan, but if you want to be released on bail, you must take the initiative to release it. Get the 30,000 out."

Chen Shu didn't mention the possibility of "non-prosecution" by the procuratorate in the future. First, this is just a possibility, and it doesn't mean that you may not prosecute if you return the stolen goods; second, Zhang Heng probably doesn't understand.

"Comrade policeman, can I refund the four thousand yuan I earned?"

Chen Shu shook his head.

Zhang Heng's pupils froze instantly.

It's not that he doesn't want to refund, he has no money to refund.

Chen Shu: "Ask your relatives, friends or ex-wife?"

Zhang Heng lowered his head, fiddling with the handcuffs on his wrists, and there was only the sound of "crash, clatter" in the room.

After interrogation in the early stage, Chen Shu understood that Zhang Heng is now poor and empty, with nothing left. There is only one ending for a person who is addicted to gambling, that is, he has no relatives, friends, wife and children around him. People will stay away from him like they are hiding from the plague god.

Except for one person.

Chen Shu hesitated for a long time, but finally hinted to Zhang Heng with difficulty that he could ask his parents for help.

Why!

The most bitter parental heart, after all, I still took advantage of this weakness of human nature.

It is true that Zhang Heng is a criminal suspect. If he is sentenced and he goes to jail, Chen Shu will not feel a little bit uncomfortable. It's just that for the mere 30,000 stolen money now, it is obviously going to seriously hurt a mother's heart.

Sooner or later she will find out. Maybe being able to help her son at a critical moment is also a good thing for her. Chen Shu can only comfort himself in this way.

He handed Zhang Han his work mobile phone.

Considering the possibility of tipping off the news, Zhang Heng's own mobile phone had already been confiscated when he was summoned.

Zhang Heng held the mobile phone with trembling hands. He fiddled with the eleven-digit mobile phone number for a long time before losing all. Just as he was about to press the "call button", Chen Shu, who had been standing behind him, suddenly and quickly drew Mobile phone, go back to the interrogation table and sit down.

Through the intranet, I began to query the owner information of the number entered by Zhang Heng and the life information associated with it.

The computers of the public security organs across the country are unified in the public security intranet, so even if Chen Shu is far away from Donghai Province, he can still use the huge public security information network for digital authentication through the special USB flash drive issued by the Donghai City Public Security Bureau.

After investigation, the owner of the account was a 67-year-old woman whose home address was in Fangdong City. Then call out the person's head of household information and household information, Zhang Heng is impressively listed.

Finally, he took out Zhang Heng's impounded mobile phone, entered the password provided by him, and found the information marked as "Mom" in the column of the address book.

Then I called up the call records and found that the two had zero contact in the past week; I called up WeChat and found that the latest message between the two parties has been more than a month away.

Chen Shu nodded slightly to the surveillance camera above the interrogation room. The subsequent money laundering case was under the jurisdiction of the Huahai Police Station, so he had to be more careful.

Behind Zhang Heng there is also a possibly extremely large money laundering gang. Generally speaking, if you give Zhang Heng a mobile phone at this time, he will call others to report if it is not guaranteed. It's even possible that his mother is the leader of the gang!

Under the turmoil, all the thieves and bandits fled!

So Chen Shu still took a certain risk by handing the phone to Zhang Heng this time.

But just like what Li Meng said, Chen Shu did handle the case with some ego.

At this moment, in his heart, it is more likely that he wants to rely on his years of experience in handling cases to be sure that Zhang Heng will not disclose the case. The attention was focused on the 30,000 yuan that was returned, and the others were ignored.

At this time, the young policeman on duty from Huahai Police Station knocked on the door of the interrogation room, then turned the doorknob lightly, opened the five-finger-wide door gap, exposed his face and nodded towards Chen Shu.

Knowing what the other party meant, Chen Shu put the two mobile phones on the table, walked outside, and closed the door of the interrogation room.

The policeman rubbed his hands, feeling a little embarrassed: "Officer Chen, don't give this phone to your partner. Look."

Chen Shu understood his feelings, Yu Gong was all for work. As a suspect who obviously has gang crimes behind him, it is too risky to give him a mobile phone at this time.

Everyone is a policeman, and they are still in other people's territory, and the follow-up money laundering case is also under their jurisdiction. At this time, this policeman is concerned about the face of his colleagues, and he has given Chen Shu a lot of face by doing this.

At this moment, Li Meng's face with glasses suddenly appeared in Chen Shu's mind.

At the beginning, he justly accused the other party of disregarding the common people and only solving the case for the sake of solving the case.

At this moment, standing thousands of miles away in Nanhai Province, standing in front of his young colleagues who were extremely polite to him, Chen Shu felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

He knew that this comrade was incapable of making decisions, so he smiled at him: "I'll ask your king."

After speaking, he immediately went to the next room. Wang Gang was still sitting in the original position, but he didn't get up at this time. He just looked at the monitoring monitor on the side and didn't even look at Chen Shu who had just entered the door.

Chen Shu walked over to him and sat down, took out his People's Police ID and pressed it on the table, and slowly pushed towards him.

He said firmly: "This responsibility is mine."

Wang Gang moved his gaze from the monitor to Chen Shu, he was a little surprised, more confused.

Chen Shu returned to the interrogation room, re-entered his mother's mobile phone number in Zhang Heng's mobile phone and pressed the call button, turned on the speakerphone, and gently placed the mobile phone on the small chair where Zhang Heng was sitting on the tiger stool with a "beep beep" sound. on the table.

after awhile,

"Hello, is this Xiaoheng?"

There was a very gentle voice on the phone.

"mom!"

Zhang Heng, who has just turned 42 this year, is crying like rain.