Li Shaoze's expression changed. He certainly knew why Raymond asked him to go to the Public Relations Department. It must be because outside reporters were so hyped up that the police station decided to hold a briefing on the case to give the public an assurance first.
But the director gave him twenty-four hours, and every minute was important. Now, of course, we have to be busy poaching people. TV appearances are of no use.
Besides, he didn't like being on TV. With a sudden thought, he smiled at Raymond and said, "Director, coffee has been spilled on the uniform. It's too dirty and I can't change it."
"You kid."
Raymond groaned in his heart, he didn't believe Li Shaoze's poor excuse. What is spilled coffee? I haven't seen him in uniform all day long. That bright police uniform is probably more upright than the one in the laundry room.
However, he could also guess what Li Shaoze was thinking. After thinking about it, he didn't embarrass him and waved his hand: "You go do the laundry. I'll take Uncle Biao."
"Hurry up and don't let me down."
"Yes, sir."
Looking at Li Shaoze's leaving figure, Raymond felt much better.
To be honest, although this case caused a certain amount of public opinion. But the harm is far greater than the previous Galaxy Center explosion. Raymond can actually give Li Shaoze enough time to handle the case.
But this year has already reached the fourth quarter, and the annual funding application for the Western District Police Department is now stuck in the hands of the deputy director.
If this case is handled well, it will undoubtedly become an excellent bargaining chip in Raymond's hands, and he can bargain with the deputy director for an extra fund.
Because in politics, to put it bluntly, you need money to be confident.
Director Raymond, whether he manages the security well or not is for the people above to see. How much money he can bring to the police station is the reason why the guys below obey him.
After explaining the matter clearly, Raymond took Uncle Biao and a team of entourage to the Public Relations Department by car.
…
Li Shaoze didn't understand the twists and turns behind the scenes. He only knew that now Ajie was injured and the guys were very angry. The director issued a time-limited order and the burden on his shoulders became heavier.
After walking to the office area, he took the folder and photographed the desks one by one: "Don't sleep, get up and do things!"
The guys were sleeping soundly, but there was a constant worry in their hearts. They already knew that they wouldn't be able to sleep for long. As soon as there was any movement, they all got up sleepily.
Chen Jiaju bought breakfast for the guys before and had already put it on the desk. Without Ah Tou opening his mouth at all, the guys stepped forward to pick up their breakfast. While eating to wake up, they leaned forward to listen to Ah Tou's speech.
Li Shaoze picked up the mask in the evidence bag and said very seriously: "The painting on this Ghost King's mask was hand-drawn with ink."
"It is rarely seen on the market. If we can find the source, I believe we can dig out clues."
"Jiaju, take a team of people to the studio and craft shop to look for clues. Baoqiang, follow me and go to the incense and candle shop to look for them. I remember that there will be this type of portraits in many rituals."
"receive."
The guys' eyes suddenly lit up. Unexpectedly, after getting up from sleep, Ah Tou found the direction of the case.
Everyone was gearing up, holding a hand-drawn copy of the mask, and started conducting surveys throughout the territory, starting from the Central District. In addition, Li Shaoze also seconded police officers from the uniformed team to help search for clues.
At present, there seem to be a lot of private studios and handicraft shops on Hong Kong Island, but after a real inspection, there are actually only a few dozen.
The most popular ones are incense and candle shops, with dozens of them in one area.
It is indeed a complicated task to find useful information from numerous incense and candle shops.
Fortunately, the new inspector Li Ying, who took over Zhuo Jingquan's position in the uniform team, is a well-spoken big brother. With the addition of uniformed police officers, the search speed is much faster.
Li Shaoze and his friends walked on the streets of Hong Kong Island, looking for incense and candle shops one by one, and soon found Kowloon from the Western District.
At noon, he was planning to find a noodle shop to eat first, when the waiter's voice came from his walkie-talkie: "Tou, we have a clue."
"The Cheung's restaurant in Mong Kok has a very similar mask inside."
Li Shaoze looked happy. It seemed that the direction of handling the case was correct. He quickly found the clues and immediately pressed the intercom and said: "Secure the boss first and wait for me to come over."
"Everyone in Mong Kok rushed to Zhang's shop and surrounded the front and back doors of the store first."
"receive."
The guys in Mong Kok were very excited. Regardless of whether the criminal was there or not, they rushed to the store first.
At the same time, Li Shaoze also rushed to the store, lowered his head and walked around a string of paper ingots hanging on the red thread, and walked into the store.
The smell of sandalwood is very strong in the shop. In addition to ingots and paper money, they also sell coffins with shrouds. Among its peers, Zhang's one-stop company is considered a large enterprise with comprehensive business scope.
After entering the store, Li Shaoze discovered that it was Fang Yiwei who found the store.
"Tou, look over there." Standing in front of Fang Yiwei was the shop owner and several helpers, who had obviously just finished their inquiries. Seeing Ah Tou arrive, he pointed his finger at a paper man.
This paper figurine is not high and has black paint on its face, which is very similar to the Ghost King mask.
Li Shaoze nodded slightly when he saw this. He was able to find clues from the paper man's face. It seemed that Fang Yiwei not only had a sharp vision, but was also very careful when searching.
Then he raised his head and looked at the boss in Tang suit. He took a gold ingot and opened it. While folding it into a paper airplane, he asked: "Boss, did you make these paper figures by yourself, or did you get them from outside?"
"Sir, I just saw that picture."
"These paper figures are all from Zha Zhien. They are used by ghost messengers to escort the dead. As for the ghost king picture, I can guarantee that apart from the mainland, only Tianbao Tower in Hong Kong can do this."
Boss Zhang doesn't want to get into trouble. If the police don't come to his door, even if he knows the clues, he won't take the initiative to report it. But now that the police are blocking the door, I'm sorry, and I can't help but tell you everything I know.
As long as these policemen leave quickly and don't disturb his business, Boss Zhang is willing to say anything.
Li Shaoze immediately grasped the key point and patted Boss Zhang on the shoulder: "What is the relationship between Tianbao Tower and Zha Zhien?"
"Tianbao Building is Zha Zhi'en's shop." After Boss Zhang finished speaking, he saw that Li Shaoze still didn't look away, and immediately continued: "The address is at Dawang Building on Peacock Street. Zha Zhi'en's shop is open before five o'clock in the evening. , it will close at five o’clock.”
"Because according to him, the paper man cannot gain popularity at night."
Li Shaoze turned back and glanced at Fang Yiwei. Fang Yiwei immediately took out the walkie-talkie: "The whole team, Dawang Building on Peacock Street, Dawang Building on Peacock Street."
"It's okay. If I have a chance in the future, I'll have someone take care of your business." Li Shaoze gave Boss Zhang a knowing look.
"Bah, bah, bah... live a long life, live a hundred years." Boss Zhang spat in a godly manner. In this line of work, he always believes in God more than ordinary people.
