Li Shaoze winked, and Song Zijie stood up, lifted up Du Wenqi's chair, and placed it in front of the table with a clang.
Du Wenqie took two deep breaths and finally spoke: "I took Han Chen's money and specifically arrested him when he was dealing with the buyer. According to the rules of the underworld, if you are caught one second before delivery, it is all Counting them, if they are caught one second after delivery, it all belongs to the buyer. So every time he takes action, Han Chen will tell me the news in advance."
"I will wait until Han Chen leaves before taking my guys to arrest the person. And when arresting the person, try to kill the criminal as much as possible, so that it will not affect Han Chen's reputation on the road. Besides, few people will know that the relationship between the buyer and the seller identity."
"After that, I will take out the goods from the evidence room, return them to Han Chen, and take a commission."
The more Li Shaoze heard about it, the more powerful he felt. According to this plan, Han Chen could make money and Du Wenqi could make great achievements. It would completely take care of the overall situation.
Good guy, black and white cooperate, look at everything.
If they play like this, which buyer in Hong Kong has played with them?
Moreover, a batch of goods can be recycled, which is so environmentally friendly that Li Shaoze wanted to give them the "Best Environmental Protection Award".
Even Song Zijie, who was recording the confession, was speechless and felt that this matter was too mysterious.
"First let's talk about how much money was collected." Li Shaoze asked a trivial question casually, and Du Wenqi was also very happy: "Two million, all of which were used to treat my daughter's illness."
"Write it down, it's at least five million." Li Shaoze hummed twice. Song Zijie glanced at Du Wenqi and took a note to write down the amount of five million.
When criminal police officers like this are caught, they always underreport the amount. He was credited with five million, but I deliberately omitted it for the sake of my former colleagues.
Sure enough, Du Wenqi didn't object when he heard this number.
But Li Shaoze knew very well that it didn't matter how much Da Qie was greedy, what mattered was who was standing behind him.
How many rogue police officers are there, in what positions, and will they be able to find the mysterious "professor" in the end? These are the things that really matter.
As for Li Shaoze's own identity? From Han Chen's performance at the scene at night, he already knew that the former "Li Shaoze" was clean and there was no problem at all.
If there is really a problem, it must be discovered by someone who knows "Li Shaoze" well enough.
So Li Shaoze knocked on the table and stared into Du Wenqie's eyes: "With your position, you don't have the right to transfer goods from the animal room."
"I assigned a key privately." Du Wenqe lowered his eyes and looked at the marble floor tiles.
"According to the rules, someone will check the evidence room every week." Li Shaoze pressed closely.
Du Wenqie gritted his teeth, and there was blood between his teeth: "I replaced it with flour. The people in the evidence room will only check whether the thing is there, and will not check the authenticity again."
"so……"
Li Shaoze wondered if Daqie could be more careful next time he told a lie. Fortunately, he could even find an excuse for using flour to mix the buns. It was obvious that he didn't have a plan for being caught in advance.
However, based on previous experience, I can see that Daqie's current state has really reached his psychological limit. If he continues to press, not only will he not be able to find out anything, but it will also easily push him to the other extreme.
Being able to dig out some means of doing things in Daqie today is already a small gain. It is unrealistic to want to dig out all the people behind it.
So Li Shaoze stood up and held Song Zijie's shoulders: "Ajie, we are here today."
"Yes, Atou."
"It's too late. Send Sir Daqie to the detention room. Let's go back and rest." Li Shaoze raised his head and looked at the clock. It was already past eleven o'clock in the evening.
The guys are all still busy now, and they are almost done and ready to get off work. It’s not too late to wait until tomorrow to do other things.
"Thank you, Tou." Song Zijie nodded, stood up and prepared to take Du Wenqie away.
Li Shaoze also wanted to say a few words, asking Ajie to take care of Sir Daqie, but unexpectedly the cell phone in his coat rang.
He didn't say anything. He walked outside the door and picked up the phone: "Hello, who is this?"
"Sir Li, I'm from the Criminal Intelligence Division." Liu Jianming stood on the dormitory balcony, holding the phone and thinking for a while, but did not call the police number.
He just graduated with the Silver Flute Award last month and was assigned to work in the popular CIB, Criminal Intelligence Branch.
Although this assignment is considered to be a good one among the students in the same period, in the eyes of the veteran police officers, he is just a young chicken who has just graduated. And for some reason, he didn't want his identity to be known to Li Shaoze.
Li Shaoze had been busy all day when he suddenly received a call from the Intelligence Department. He didn't ask too many questions and asked directly: "What, is something wrong?"
"Han Chen is going to run away and will leave from Wan Chai at night."
"Is there a specific time and place?" Li Shaoze's heart skipped a beat and he quickly asked while holding the phone.
"No, the informant's information is limited." After Liu Jianming finished speaking, he hung up the phone. Li Shaoze looked confused and looked at the phone and muttered: "The intelligence department talks nonsense, how does it do things?"
Suddenly, there was a beep in Li Shaoze's arms, and the phone sent out a long-awaited vibration.
The monthly treasure chest has been refreshed!
He took out the camcorder from his pocket and shouted to the guys: "Thank you everyone, get ready to get off work. I'll evacuate first."
"Sir Li, goodbye."
After waving to the guys and walking to the door of the police station, he picked up the camera and looked at the radar icon.
I saw a blue cursor appearing in the system interface.
The position of this cursor happens to be in Wan Chai, and it is constantly moving.
"Blue treasure box, blue treasure box again." Li Shaoze held the trigger, feeling quite excited.
Because the skill points are powerful, which is obvious to all.
At least in terms of directly improving combat effectiveness, it is a level higher than attribute points, and it is more difficult to obtain than attribute points.
So far, Li Shaoze has only obtained one blue treasure box.
Now that a blue treasure chest appears, how could he give up this skill point and not take it? However, the location of this blue treasure chest is quite mysterious, and it exactly corresponds to the piece of information just now.
"Is the treasure box this time hanging on Han Chen?"
Li Shaoze paused for a moment, remembering the phone call from the Intelligence Department just now, and felt something was very wrong.
Because the guy on the other end of the phone didn't have a police number or the source of the intelligence. His purpose was very clear, which was to ask him to get rid of Han Chen.
Among Han Chen's group of undercover agents, the only one who had the guts to make such a call was Liu Jianming.
It seems that Liu Jianming is becoming more and more enlightened. He doesn't have to wait more than ten years to clear his name now.
"Go to the rental house to get the equipment first."
After Li Shaoze got into the car, he made up his mind.
This time, he will handle it himself. Because Han Chen is a person who has a close contact with the "professor", if he leads the team and arrests him, he may be in trouble if he spits out some unfavorable information. And he still had something to ask Han Chen.
Soon, the car drove out of the intersection and headed towards the home of "Shawshank".
