Could it be that Jin Ping'an is the kind of traitor who can't tolerate sand in his eyes?
Or maybe he himself doesn’t actually know the identity of his illegitimate son?
No, it doesn’t matter whether Jin Pingan is someone’s illegitimate child...
Although Wang Youcai is not highly educated, he is indeed a smart man.
A person can reach his current position in just a few years, even if there are people behind him to support him, it is inseparable from his personal ability, quality and hard work.
For someone with average ability, this time would only be longer.
He had already noticed the fact that he was a puppet by relying on clues.
But no matter how smart you are, without key information, it is like a blind man touching an elephant, it is difficult to get a glimpse of the truth of the matter.
No matter how Wang Youcai tried, Song Jie was always tight-lipped and refused to reveal anything that shouldn't be said.
No one is a fool. Telling Wang Youcai this information before he has signed a pledge of surrender will undoubtedly push him into a pit of fire.
"I said I will tell you the truth when everything is over, but only if you survive. I don't want to waste my breath with a dead man."
Wang Youcai was speechless.
Yes, it’s not certain whether I can survive the next difficulties. Is it necessary to know so much?
Is it just to be a sensible person and die with regret and unwillingness?
Thinking of this, Wang Youcai's desire to explore the truth gradually cooled down: "Help me investigate when Hu Yingshao will leave the criminal police team. I will surrender the next day."
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In the criminal police team, Jin Ping'an, whose health had improved, asked Tian Hao to take him to the detention center where club members were temporarily detained.
After a whole morning of backtracking, he finally found a new clue, which was the body of the fake Wang Sheng.
In the review of Hu Yingshao's belongings, he saw the figure of the fake Wang Sheng.
The two have appeared in the same scene.
Although the fake Wang Sheng is dead, this is not a problem.
No one else has seen the fake Wang Sheng, but the victims have definitely seen it, so they plan to try their luck with the victims first to see if anyone knows where they were imprisoned.
Moreover, Liu Yuan had already transported the fake Wang Sheng's body to the forensic autopsy room after a whole morning of activities.
Incidentally, he also dug up Wang Sheng's body and the bodies of the murdered victims and sent them to the forensic autopsy room.
Even if the victims don't know it, the corpse will speak in retrospect.
Tian Hao and Jin Pingan walked towards the bungalow behind the police team together.
What he held in his hand was the interrogation report of the club staff, which was the result of Jiang Kaiji's whole morning.
Everyone is working hard in their own direction.
Due to the large number of people, many people were detained again without showing up for the interrogation.
Because four killers are on the expedited list, these days, even interrogations are being queued.
There are more than a dozen women locked up inside the iron bars of the detention center.
This is just a small part of the club.
Jiang Kaiji didn't know which technicians were actively joining and which ones were kidnapped victims, so he could only let the technicians take the initiative to identify themselves.
What's interesting is that when Jiang Kaiji just finished speaking, no one dared to stand up.
It wasn't until he repeatedly assured that the owner of the club was wanted by the police and the supporters behind the scenes were also detained by the police that one after another someone took a small step forward.
"I came here to ask you a few questions."
Tian Hao said straight to the point: "Do any of you remember who kidnapped you?"
As stated in the interrogation report, no one answered.
When the police first rushed to the club, these victims were still smiling like porcelain dolls.
After Jiang Kaiji told the news that the club was sealed, their expressions began to become dull and they looked at Jiang Kaiji with dull eyes.
No matter how he asked, no one was willing to answer his question. If it weren't for their breathing movements, at first glance, one might even think that these people were lifelike dolls.
Looking at this scene, Tian Hao started to have a headache.
This kind of psychological trauma problem cannot be solved in a short time.
These are all victims, and they cannot forcefully interrogate them due to emotion or reason.
Even Jiang Kaiji has not dared to notify the victim's family until now, for fear that the arrival of family members would greatly stimulate the victim's spirit.
However, after all, Tian Hao was an experienced criminal policeman who had conducted interrogations all year round, and he quickly thought of a way to deal with it.
Tian Hao stared at the dozen victims closely and said without looking back: "Ping An, draw a fake portrait of Wang Sheng and Hu Yingshao."
Jin Ping'an did as he was told, and soon two 100% restored sketches were released.
When he was constantly being harassed, Tian Hao wanted to observe the victims' reactions when they saw the fake Wang Sheng and Hu Yingshao to confirm whether they had seen these two people.
Tian Hao knew very well that this was not the time to sympathize with these victims, and he would not take care of the victims' emotions like Jiang Kaiji did.
The most important thing now is to find the evidence that led to Hu Yingshao's death.
The other party is likely to have left behind evidence of backhand processing, and they must race against time.
Take the simplest example.
Suppose the police are tracking a large child trafficking ring and discover the whereabouts of one of the smaller gangs.
Eliminating this small gang can save the three children who have just been trafficked by them, avoid their tragic fate of having their hands and feet broken and being sent to beg, and save these three families.
But at the same time, it will alert the snake, causing large gangs to disappear and completely cut off the clues.
If you don't destroy this small gang and let them take the children away, you can follow the clues to find their headquarters, and then wipe out the entire industry chain in one fell swoop.
But those three children will be left with lifelong disabilities, facing a gloomy and tragic future, and the three families will be broken up.
What would you choose?
Should you save the person in front of you and cause more people to suffer in the future? Or should you choose to sacrifice the future of these three children in exchange for the hope of more children in the future?
No matter which side you choose to save, it is absolutely unfair to the other side.
As for the criminal police, most of them will choose to tolerate it. They have to consider the problem from the standpoint of the majority.
This has also led to many criminal police officers who take the lead in making key decisions in cases to be tortured by their conscience and left with mental illnesses.
After the case is solved, they will not have any sense of accomplishment or joy, but only deep self-blame and self-disgust.
After they succeeded in getting the child out, they had no face to face the families of the victims. Afterwards, many people were devastated and chose to resign.
You may feel that this is inhumane and too cruel to the victim.
But there is no such thing as the best of both worlds. If Hu Yingshao was allowed to destroy the evidence, more victims would appear in the future.
Maybe you will say that the stick did not fall on you, and the detectives who made the choice did not know the pain at all.
But not Tian Hao. He would sympathize with the three children and blame himself, but in the end he would choose to give up on them.
He knew the pain very well, because those three children were his flesh and blood.
This is the past personal experience of Tian Hao, a veteran detective in Qianhua City.
It was precisely because of this that Jin Pingan told Tian Hao about his backtracking ability.
Tian Hao took the sketch and held it in front of him to show everyone to look at it: "Does anyone remember the two people in the painting?"
Although these dozen victims looked numb and refused to speak, they still responded to others' questions.
More than a dozen pairs of eyes looked at Tian Hao and saw the sketch in his mind.
Tian Hao quickly glanced at the faces of more than a dozen people, and found a victim with scorpion braids whose eyes were obviously shaken.
Tian Hao wanted to take her out, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, the other party started to tremble.
In desperation, Tian Hao could only ask Jin Pingan to send her to the psychiatrist of the criminal police team.
"what happened?"
The psychiatrist looked at the victim on the sofa, holding his knees and legs together, huddled up like a hedgehog.
He couldn't help but asked Tian Hao: "Old Tian, did you force them to ask questions again?"
"Time is running out, we must find clues quickly."
Tian Hao didn't have time to explain in detail, but he could tell from the victim the best place to imprison them.
If not, then we can only rely on Jin Ping'an to spend a lot of time looking back at the fake Wang Sheng's body and find the relevant locations from the vast sea of memory fragments.
Tian Hao deduced from the way she kept her eyes closed that she must have seen something and been punished to have such a stress reaction.
Tian Hao came to see a psychiatrist because he wanted her to help the victim open his eyes and use sketches to see which scenes the victim would react to.
Then, through Jin Pingan’s sketches, we look for corresponding locations in reality.
The most important thing now is for the victim to open his eyes.
"……go out."
the psychiatrist whispered.
Jin Pingan, who was sitting on the chair, stopped painting, looked at the painting in his hand and hesitated: "But I..."
"I'll let you out!"
The psychiatrist pushed the two of them to the door with a tigerish face, and then slammed the door.
Tian Hao gently patted Jin Ping'an on the shoulder to show encouragement.
In desperation, Jin Ping'an could only squat in the corner and support the drawing board with his knees, and continued to fly the brush.
Half an hour later, the door opened.
Jin Pingan had already drawn several sketches of factory warehouses at this time.
These are all images that can be traced back to Hu Yingshao’s shoes.
However, in most of the scenes, Hu Yingshao attended the event as an invited guest, rather than coming alone.
The pictures all appeared suddenly and were absorbed by Jin Ping'an's brain.
He couldn't pinpoint which one was at fault.
Therefore, Jin Ping'an can only paint scenes at night or that look suspicious.
The psychiatrist looked at the two of them with an unkind expression. Tian Hao sighed and slowly squatted down with Jin Pingan's painting.
He showed the victims one sketch after another.
Upon seeing a grain silo, the victim began to experience significant emotional fluctuations.
Tian Hao immediately threw the sketch aside. He only needed to determine where it was. They could check the rest. There was no need to put any more psychological pressure on the victim.
Six paintings, the victim only reacted to that warehouse.
After Tian Hao thanked him, he quickly left with Jin Pingan.
"Ping An, I'll go to the technical department to check the distribution map of granaries in Qianhua City. You can go to the morgue to trace the corpse of the fake Wang Sheng, mainly looking for the scene with the warehouse."
Tian Hao quickly divided the work: "Is it okay for you to be alone? If not, you can ask Liu Yuan to accompany you."
Although he was the only one in the detachment who knew about Jin Pingan's ability to trace back, this time Jin Pingan went to check the body.
Even if Jin Ping'an makes some strange reactions, others will only think that he is disgusted with seeing corpses.
"Don't worry, go ahead. Besides, having someone with you can't alleviate the sequelae, so what's the use."
Jin Ping'an couldn't help but complain.
The two separated at a fork in the road. Tian Hao went straight to the technical department, while Jin Pingan went straight to the forensic anatomy room.
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"The corpse was severely ossified... there were many fractures in the arms and lower legs..."
Jin Ping'an had just walked to the door of the forensic autopsy room and heard the conversation inside before opening the door.
In addition, there was the smell of corpses that could not be blocked even through two doors.
Jin Ping'an put on a mask and pushed the door open directly.
"Peace...what are you doing here?"
The forensic doctor did not stop what he was doing. While examining the body parts, he asked his apprentice who was holding a camera and a record book to record the body information.
"I'm here to see the body that Captain Liu sent over today, the one from the anti-narcotics team."
Jin Ping'an had been vomiting all morning, but now that he saw the mostly rotted corpse on the autopsy table, his abdomen began to hurt again.
He tried to turn his head away from looking at the body on the table to avoid nausea.
However, the omnipresent corpse odor tried its best to get into the gaps in the mask, causing Jin Pingan to have to cover his mouth with his hands while wearing the mask.
"It's covered on the table next to it. You can take a look first and remember to wear gloves."
The forensic doctor pointed to the cabinet next to him and motioned to Jin Pingan to put on his gloves.
After that, he continued to engage in autopsy.
In his opinion, Jin Ping'an just came to help Tian Hao take two photos, so there was no need to take it to heart.
Jin Ping'an followed what the forensic doctor said, found a pair of gloves and put them on, then slowly opened the body bag.
The fake Wang Shenggang died not long ago, and the body has not yet shown serious decomposition, but the Y-shaped suture incision on the chest is a bit scary.
Jin Ping'an turned his back to the forensic duo and secretly placed his bare skin on the fake Wang Sheng's body.
Soon he entered the consciousness space of retrospection.
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"vomit!!!"
Five minutes later, under the triple stimulation of the stench of the corpse, the corpse and the sequelae of the ability to look back, Jin Ping'an rushed to the trash can and vomited wildly.
The forensic doctor shook his head and motioned to his apprentice to help him out, while he continued to fiddle with the bottles.
"Are you okay? Do you want some water?"
The apprentice gently patted Jin Pingan's back and slowly slid it down the back of his neck, which could slightly relieve the desire to vomit.
"vomit!!!"
Five minutes later, under the triple stimulation of the stench of the corpse, the corpse and the sequelae of the ability to look back, Jin Ping'an rushed to the trash can and vomited wildly.
The forensic doctor shook his head and motioned to his apprentice to help him out, while he continued to fiddle with the bottles.
"Are you okay? Do you want some water?"
The apprentice gently patted Jin Pingan's back and slowly slid it down the back of his neck, which could slightly relieve the desire to vomit.
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