It was still early for the director to go to work, so Li Shaoze waved his hand and asked the guys to lie down on the table for a while.
Wang Suxian was still writing a report, so he didn't interrupt. He went to the tea room to make a cup of coffee, took out two bills and asked Chen Jiaju to buy breakfast for the guys.
After all, after staying up all night, if the guys can sleep for a minute, there will definitely be another hard fight next.
Fortunately, Li Shaoze was the one who had slept with him half the night before. He had some coffee to support him and was quite energetic.
Putting the videotape into the TV, he began to cross his legs and glance at the surveillance video.
These videos were all collected from nearby street shops. Some were at the entrance of supermarkets, some were monitored by banks, and of course there were also surveillances from the jewelry store itself.
It's a pity that the Ghost King's party members all wore masks. Not only did they not reveal their facial features, they even wore long-sleeved jackets. Places like arms and ankles that might have obvious marks were covered tightly.
As for the motorcycle Han Jiang was riding, it was snatched from the shop owner. The six-seater bread used by the accomplices was also a water tanker bought on the black market and was found by the guys from a factory parking garage two hours ago.
And because the monitoring system is imperfect, it is impossible to trace the criminal's complete escape route.
In the end, Li Shaoze finished his coffee and came to a profound conclusion: "These closed-circuit televisions are useless."
Suddenly, he began to miss the Skynet system.
Maybe if there is a chance, Hong Kong Island should also build a skynet.
An idea flashed in Li Shaoze's mind, and he suddenly fixed his eyes on the picture, that hideous mask. Then he quickly stood up and selected the mask that Han Jiang had dropped from the evidence.
Although the mask had been broken into several pieces, it was still collected intact.
He glanced around, and when there was no one around, he wiped some saliva on his fingers and gently brushed Han Jiang's Ghost King mask.
A little bit of fine graininess, which is polished plaster, mixed with the greasy paint, it can be concluded that this mask is a handicraft product.
"Oh, you are dead."
A sneer suddenly broke out from the corner of Li Shaoze's mouth.
He is the skin of the Royal Police and the brains of the Anti-Narcotics Police. Although his skills have become more and more sophisticated recently, it does not mean that he has lost some of his professional investigative qualities.
As long as you follow this mask and look it up, you can definitely dig out clues to the Ghost King Party.
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Two hours later, the morning news began.
The West End jewelry store robbery undoubtedly made headlines.
This group of journalists not only took photos of the scene, but also dug out the case materials of the Ghost King Party last year and conducted a twelve-minute focused broadcast.
The citizens happily wanted to have breakfast, but were frightened and lost their appetite by the bloody photos on the ground. It can be said that what was originally an ordinary case became several times more dangerous in the hands of this group of reporters, causing great panic to the citizens.
The three words "Ghost King Party" immediately became a hot topic in the news.
Enthusiastic citizens bombarded the Western District Police Station with calls, expressing their determination to capture the Ghost King Party and bring them to justice. A few citizens also began to doubt the ability of the Western District Police Department to solve this case.
After all, the major case handled by the Ghost King Party last year resulted in the loss of troops in the Central District's serious case, and even the leader of the serious case team was beaten to the end.
Li Shaoze watched half of the news and turned off the TV.
Because he found that these reporters were all talking nonsense and had no useful information about last night's case. After all, I am still using last year's data to hype up.
It seems that Chen Jiaju has a very strict mouth and has made clear arrangements for these reporters.
Uncle Biao and the director entered the police station with a gap of less than two minutes.
As soon as they saw that the guys in the crime team's office area were resting, they walked into the office without saying a word.
Although the bosses didn't say it directly, it was obvious that they already knew that a major case had occurred. After all, whether you are watching TV while having breakfast or listening to the radio while driving, you can always hear news about the "Ghost King Party".
Li Shaoze keenly discovered that Uncle Biao and the director had both entered the same office. With a roll of his eyes, he picked up the case report with understanding and knocked on the door of the director's office.
"Please come in."
As soon as Raymond sat down, he called for people to come in.
Li Shaoze opened the door and smiled, took the report and walked to the table, saluting the director: "Good morning, sir."
"Do you have anything to say?" Raymond crossed his hands and looked unhappy.
Because he found that it was getting harder and harder to get a good night's sleep recently. Every time he wakes up, there is always big news waiting for him.
What a wild thing! He almost suspected that all thieves in Hong Kong liked to come to the Western District to gather together recently. Or should I say that this guy Li Shaoze has a unique charm that especially attracts the attention of these fierce men.
Uncle Biao looked like he hadn't woken up. He took a glass of hot water and sat next to him as a spectator.
Anyway, Li Shaoze is no longer a newcomer to the crime squad, so he doesn't need to pick up the conversation, he can just sit back and watch.
Li Shaoze now enters the director's office more frequently than Uncle Biao himself. It can be said that there is only one step away from the title of "Laoyoutiao".
"Director, this is the report on the Jiudian jewelry store case last night."
Li Shaoze obediently presented the report, but unfortunately Raymond didn't even bother to read it, so he waved his hand and said, "Let's make a summary."
"One criminal was arrested, and six criminals escaped. The jewelry store lost a batch of gold jewelry and diamonds, with a total value of tens of millions."
"Police officer Song Zijie was seriously injured and is still in the ICU ward."
Li Shaoze twitched his lips. Since the director was so straightforward, he didn't hide it anymore.
What? Did Han Jiang go to the hospital by himself? No, no, no, he was obviously sniped and arrested by Chen Sir.
Raymond nodded, quite satisfied with Li Shaoze's performance.
Although one police officer was injured, nothing was lost.
Based on his years of experience in handling cases, as long as one member of a gang is arrested, it is basically like an egg with a crack, and it is easy to bite twice.
So Raymond got straight to the point: "Closed the case within 24 hours, is there any problem?"
Li Shaoze's heart skipped a beat and he wondered if his usual performance was a little exaggerated. What's going on with the Director? He's given twenty-four hours for such a big case. Do you want to trust him so much?
Although we now have a living person in our hands, and we already have some clues.
But Li Shaoze couldn't help but want to leave some room. After all, handling cases is not just a house game, there are too many emergencies.
But after seeing Raymond's eyes, he involuntarily straightened his back and saluted: "Sir, no problem."
"I'll give you ten minutes to change your uniform and follow me to the Public Relations Department." Raymond was very satisfied with Li Shaoze's attitude. He looked at his watch and drove over. The scene of the case press conference was almost the same, and the decoration was just completed.
