Chapter 47 Leaving without Saying Goodbye
Wang Hai's case of murder and corpse disposal had basically been confirmed, and there was no need to even take a statement. Soon the village police station sent out the only police car and took the father and son back to the station.
Gao Feng muttered as he drove, saying that there was no need to record the incident and he could just be taken directly to the detention center to await the court's verdict.
Everyone in the task force was silent. This was the first time they solved a case and there was no joy at all. Everyone was looking at the scenery outside the car and thinking about other things.
However, Gu Xia and Wang Zheng were the only ones who ignored the eye contact. After a while, Wang Zheng took out his mobile phone, opened a new memo, pressed a few keys and threw the phone back to Gu Xia.
"I think so." Gu Xia probably understood the meaning on the screen. After thinking for a long time, he added a few words and stuffed it back into Wang Zheng's hand.
When Wang Zheng saw these words, he suddenly gave Gu Xia a thumbs up.
"Professor Gu, what are you two discussing?" Gao Feng looked at the rearview mirror and was immediately unhappy. Did you two exclude us from your silent communication?
As the saying goes, the secret of heaven cannot be revealed. Gu Xia smiled and shook his head without saying a word. Wang Zheng simply avoided the question with a cold face, which made Gao Feng, who was the leader of the trouble, feel a little embarrassed. He dared not say another word and just drove with a gloomy face, making him look like a donkey.
"Have you decided?" Gu Xia spoke again, his words still incoherent.
Wang Zheng nodded, and after a moment of silence, he said, "The longer we delay, the less help it will be to the case. We can't just sit there and wait for the murderer and do nothing, right?"
Gu Xia couldn't help but pat his forehead when he heard this, and quickly said: "Okay, if there are any problems on the road, please communicate in time. Don't bring your ID. I guess they won't recognize this."
"Okay." Wang Zheng smiled and handed the task force's credentials to Gu Xia. He turned around and patted the driver's seat and said, "Stop in front."
"Ah?" Gao Feng thought he had misheard, and quickly turned around to look at Wang Zheng. After making sure that the other party was not joking, he quickly found a roadside to stop and asked, "Where are you going?"
"Professor Gu will tell you the details." Wang Zheng closed the car door, looked at the only person who didn't look at him, thought for a while and said, "I will pay attention to safety."
Gu Xia and the others turned their heads and saw Huamei still looking out the window, but her expression was as ugly as it could be.
"That's too much." Gao Feng restarted the car and looked at Wang Zheng who disappeared in the crowd. He gritted his teeth and said, "We didn't eat or sleep well in Minjiang, but this bastard ran away on his own. Ouch!"
Gao Feng felt a headache before he finished speaking. He turned around and saw Gu Xia holding a pad and Hua Mei holding a folder. He immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing. Knowing that he was in the wrong and that both of them were people he couldn't afford to offend, he quickly smiled and apologized. As he turned around, he saw Bai Ling put away the forensic knife she carried with her. He was immediately horrified.
It seemed like he had incurred public anger. If he said a few more words, he might be stabbed to death. Gao Feng felt so aggrieved that he said bluntly: You guys are so cruel!
The task force could treat what happened in the car as a small joke, but they were dumbfounded the moment they returned to the Municipal Bureau. There were nearly a hundred people surrounding the scene from the parking lot at the entrance to the lobby.
Could they be petitioners? But Gu Xia and his companions saw that this didn't seem like the situation, because no one was making a fuss, and no one was holding signs or banners. So they randomly pulled someone over to ask, and then they found out that these people were electricians who came to take statements and provide information.
Gu Xia was very angry and went up to the task force office on the third floor with a gloomy face. Gao Feng was amazed all the way but after learning from the previous lesson, he didn't dare to ask too much. Only Huamei and Bai Ling stayed out of the matter. After all, one was a psychology expert and the other was a forensic doctor, so there was not much difference between them and criminal investigation and interrogation.
"Why is Old Gulu so angry?" Gao Feng didn't dare to ask Gu Xia openly, so he had to ask Huamei secretly.
Huamei was in a bad mood to begin with. She rolled her eyes at Gao Feng and turned around to check the news on her computer, but she couldn't stop Gao Feng from chattering. Finally, she was helpless and sorted out her thoughts and said, "Tell me, what case will the department assign us directly?"
"It's a major case." Gao Feng said briefly. But he really didn't know what this had to do with Gu Xia's anger.
"Then what is the nature of our special task force?" Huamei was somewhat helpless and continued to persuade, "What do you think is most important in handling a case?"
"The clue... is not right! Keep it secret!" Gao Feng suddenly realized.
Outsiders actually don't know the reason why Gu Xia was angry, but the task force and others will basically understand what's going on after a little thought. The real meaning of special case handling is not to obtain power, but to maintain confidentiality, because every suspect encountered is a typical antisocial personality.
What can I say about this kind of personality? If you ignore him, he will immediately feel bored and will not be in the mood to commit crimes. This will invisibly buy a lot of time for the task force and will not escalate the case.
But on the other hand, he knew that he had caused a sensation. Once the case surfaced and things fermented, it would be really out of control. He might even use crime as a stage to show himself and become even more unscrupulous.
"I don't know which leader with a broken mind did this, but I think he'll suffer this time." Gao Feng suddenly laughed. Five minutes ago, he saw Gu Xia go out with a baton in his hand.
The fifth floor of the Minjiang City Police Department, the director’s office.
Just as Gao Feng expected, the director's office was in chaos at this moment.
Not long ago, a civilian policewoman saw Gu Xia coming to the director's office with a baton, and immediately there was a chorus of wailing. Every three minutes, the old director came out, holding his butt and grinning, and brought the deputy director into the office with a smile. Soon the deputy director's wailing could be heard again.
So, after the deputy director came out with his butt covered, he brought the chief of publicity in. All the policemen looked at each other, and no one dared to say a word. Without saying a word, all the special police officers on the fifth floor found excuses to leave.
The office was even more lively. The director and deputy director, who were both over 50 years old, looked like children who had done something wrong. They lowered their heads and faced the confidentiality regulations on the white wall behind them, laughing secretly. Of course, they were not laughing because of the solemn confidentiality regulations, but because of the propaganda section chief who was about the same age as them but was still running and begging for mercy.
"Hey! Teacher Gu, please don't do anything. I also want to contribute to the case!"
"Work hard, you went to the TV station for me?"
"This is not to expand the search area!"
"Expand the search area. Is that what I taught you?"
"No, I'm self-taught!"
"You dare to tell me that you are self-taught? I'm going to beat you up for being self-taught!"
The whistling sound of batons mixed with cries for mercy did not stop until three full minutes later. Gu Xia seemed to be tired from beating people, and he sat in the director's seat, holding the baton with an angry look on his face.
"Turn around!" The angry Gu Xia spoke up. Looking at the three students who had become high-ranking officials, he was furious: "They are officials, and you are officials too. Look at the stupid things you have done."
"Teacher Gu, we really have no choice." The director said bitterly and quickly told Gu Xia what had happened.
This matter really had nothing to do with these three people. The media had received news of it a long time ago and were ready to report it. The Municipal Bureau wanted to suppress the case, but before the news came out, the task force solved the case in the suburbs. When the Municipal Bureau saw this, it was just the right time to spread the news and report the two cases at the same time. On the one hand, it could motivate the criminal police on the front line, and on the other hand, it could also bring some glory to the team.
"I don't understand your officialdom and I don't want to understand." He waved his hands, as if he was still angry. As soon as he raised his baton, the three people in front of him shuddered. After thinking for a while, he put the baton on the table and said, "Tell me, if you reveal your ideas about the case, how can our task force carry out its work?"
"We will assign you more personnel and increase police presence at stations and airports to control the flow of people and prevent the perpetrators from fleeing!" the director said quickly.
"Don't try to fool me with your official tricks." Gu Xia shook his head disdainfully and said, "Give me something practical. I want to see these things in twenty minutes. Otherwise, you will have to deal with the consequences of leaking the information." After he finished speaking, he threw down a piece of paper and left.
The three leaders breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Hu Tou had finally escaped danger. The director quickly picked up the paper, and when he saw what was written on it clearly, he suddenly felt a headache, so he gave the paper to the deputy director. The deputy director felt a toothache after reading it, so he gave the paper to the propaganda chief.
"The other things here are easy to deal with, but what about the real things?" The propaganda chief put down the paper and didn't know where to cover his hands. In short, there was no place on his body that didn't hurt.
"I don't care. You made this mess yourself. As old classmates, we 'll just take the beating for you. You can handle these things on your own." The director said as he sat down on the chair. He grimaced in pain and simply gave up his seat, turning around to face the wall to reflect on his mistakes.
The deputy director was helpless. He knew his teacher's temper and didn't dare to say a word. He covered his face with one hand, rubbed his butt with the other, opened the door and left.
"Who did I offend?" The propaganda chief was so angry, but there was nothing he could do. He showed an expression uglier than his dead wife and walked away with the paper.
