The robbers captured in the Baojin Bank robbery reported the location of the robbery gang. Two submachine guns were found, one of which was the Chicago typewriter.

There was also a map on the table in the living room. There were several circles on the map. In addition to Baojin Bank, there were three gold shops. Obviously, if Ye Yongqian was not caught this time, he would continue to commit crimes.

The captured robber also said that Ye Yongqian was almost 40 years old and wanted to stop. This time, he wanted to "earn" more money before escaping to the Bay Area to save for his retirement.

The O-Ji team who were investigating the case could not help but fall silent when reviewing this part. If they failed to catch Ye Yongqian this time and really let him continue, several gold shops would suffer, and they might never catch Ye Yongqian again.

"We followed the clues to Yuen Long before, but now it seems that Ye Yongqian deliberately wanted to turn our attention to the mainland, making us mistakenly believe that he had fled to Guangdong. While we continued to dig deeper along the clues he left us, he was planning to commit several more major crimes." The O-Ji inspector tapped the map with his fingers. They have a special task force that has been investigating the group of people from four years ago.

After that big robbery, the O-Ji task force had caught three robbers in that case, but had not found Ye Yongqian.

All the captured robbers said that their "brother" had taken the money and fled to the mainland, and had not contacted them since that case.

Now it seems that Ye Yongqian seemed to have expected that the police would catch those people, so he stopped contacting them after committing a crime.

In the past four years, he has quietly formed a new small team and planned a more meticulous robbery. He

is really meticulous and bold.

"It's really a trick of fate." The old inspector who has always been enterprising and stubborn couldn't help but sighed in a way that was not in line with his personality.

Everyone in the conference room understood what he meant, and they all looked at the three photos posted on the whiteboard:

one was a photo of Fang Zhenyue winning the Xue Fu Cup and the Silver Flute Award when he graduated from the police academy, which was a glory for the police academy.

One was a photo of Sanfu taken after he returned to the police force.

The last photo is a beautiful photo of Jia Yi taken during her last cooperation with the Public Relations Department.

"Yes, the captured robbers confessed their plan... Four uneducated robbers came up with such a plan. I can't even call them a mob anymore."

"Ye Yongqian kept on the lookout, calculating how often the uniformed police would come to the registration point of Po-Kum Bank when they were on patrol. He calculated the distance from the police station to Po-Kum Bank and how long it would take for the police to arrive after the bank staff called the police. He calculated all these times clearly. When the three robbers entered Po-Kum Bank, they had to come out in a few minutes. They were all strictly calculated. They even calibrated everyone's watch repeatedly before leaving."

"As for the escape route, they had planned it many times in the days before the robbery. They knew when there would be traffic jams and when there wouldn't be. They also planned out clearly what kind of stores were on that section of the street, whether there were any accidents, and what the alternative routes were."

"Ye Yongqian even knew which restaurants on the streets of Shanghai had good food and which ones had bad food. With such courage, there's nothing he couldn't accomplish, but he fell into the hands of these three young guys."

"Especially, he died at the hands of a young girl who had just joined the police force, hahaha. A cunning and ruthless gangster, and a young policewoman who was fearless. Hahaha, I wish Ye Yongqian was still alive, to see if he would be pissed off to death by the arrangement of fate, hahaha."

"It's not fate, it's inevitable." The White-browed Eagle King knocked on the table of the long office table at the right time to remind everyone not to be so superstitious.

Believing in fate is too pessimistic. The so-called fate is the result of various objective behaviors.

The White-browed Eagle King sat in the first seat at one end of the long table. After scanning all his subordinates, Lang Sheng said:

"Ye Yongqian miscalculated two things: the first was that Fang Zhenyue and others were eating nearby, very close; the second accident was Yi Jiayi.

"What era is it now? Ye Yongqian actually misjudged the strength of a young woman. From the moment he passed by Yi Jiayi without drawing his gun, his ending was doomed.

"Outdated, deserves to be eliminated."

The White-browed Eagle King snorted coldly, mocking the old rival who had escaped from the police's gun:

"It's not surprising that he died on the spot in two major accidents in such a high-risk business."

"Yes, there is not a single coward among the detectives in our police force, regardless of gender, age or age." A rough-looking sergeant high-fived and spoke with great passion.

Everyone smiled approvingly and returned to the case, continuing to analyze all the details and communicate all the follow-up finishing work.

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On the way to the Forensic Department, Fang Zhenyue and the other two were first stopped by the Forensic Department and taken to identify the evidence for a long time.

They also worked with the Armaments and Forensics Department to confirm every major and minor wound they had inflicted on the robbers, as well as the eggshells found at the scene and the bullet marks taken at the scene, to determine which were left by themselves and which were left by the robbers. They answered and confirmed the questions over and over again, and then signed.

The three of them felt the pain of being interrogated, answering the same questions over and over again, and then confirming that they were not lying based on their expressions and wording, as well as the consistency of their answers.

After signing, they had to thank their colleagues in the Armaments and Forensics Departments for their hard work. They

were really patient and polite brave men.

After assisting the Forensics Department to complete their work and bidding farewell to Brother Da Guangming, they could finally move on to the Forensic Department.

Being pressed on a chair, Mr. Xu looked at their wounds and asked questions, and finally took photos of their wounds.

"I feel like a corpse." Sanfu couldn't help laughing at himself.

"Trust my professionalism, I also treat you as corpses." Mr. Xu was humorous for once, but no one could laugh.

The injury assessment was good, and only Fang Zhenyue could get more financial compensation. Sanfu and Jiayi didn't suffer much injury, and Jiayi only had a few scratches. Even if the oily skin on her finger that she accidentally scratched while helping her brother cut onions last night was counted, it probably wouldn't be enough for a month's subsidy.

But when Jiayi was lamenting that she didn't have much small change and was thankful that she was not injured because she was very afraid of pain, Mr. Xu told her a good news:

"When you see the psychological counselor tomorrow, if he can give you an assessment of your psychological damage, you may be able to get a lot of subsidies."

"Thank you, Mr. Xu." Jiayi thanked him immediately. Matters related to money are not trivial!

After assessing the injuries and signing, their work in the forensic department is not over yet.

It just so happened that Mr. Xu also had documents that needed the three parties to confirm:

Identify the body, confirm the fatal injuries and other injuries identified on the body, and then sign.

Fang Zhenyue went in first and confirmed the fatal injuries on the robbers killed in the gunfight. He also confirmed that the injury on the thigh of the assault rifle robber killed by Sanfu was caused by him, and there were some minor injuries.

After Fang Zhenyue confirmed the body, he took the report handed over by Sir Xu and checked it one by one. It was indeed consistent with the facts. He quickly wrote down his name with many strokes, which looked particularly unfriendly when signing.

Then it was Sanfu, and finally Jiayi.

When she faced the corpse of the man with the submachine gun, she saw him pull off his black hood before he died, revealing a sweaty face and a panicked expression.

Sanfu's bullets were very accurate, and he was killed when he was holding the submachine gun and trying to fight to the death.

The death of this robber had nothing to do with her, and he had no injuries left by her. It was just a formality, and she went to check the second robber's body.

That was the robber who was killed by Sir Fang in an instant when they just arrived.

In the mind flow image triggered by this robber's body, Jiayi saw that the eyes under the black hood were only as cunning and sinister as a wolf. Before he had time to be terrified, he was shot in the vitals.

When he fell, his eyes were filled with more confusion than pain and fear.

This corpse had nothing to do with her either. Nodding to the young forensic doctor beside her, she walked towards the last corpse.

That was the bandit leader Ye Yongqian. His eyes, which had been cold, cruel, and full of murderous intent, were now tightly closed, and there was only death on his vicious face.

As usual, she was instantly pulled into the flow image. From Ye Yongqian's perspective, she saw herself shooting.

The sunlight shone on her, creating a sharp difference between her and Ye Yongqian who was in the shadow of the bank: one was bright, and the other was dark; one was yin, and the other was yang.

Jiayi saw herself holding the gun with both hands, gritting her teeth firmly, with a fiery determination to succeed and not fail in her eyes.

Her chest rose and fell slightly as her eyes met the black muzzle of the gun.

At this moment, the 'murderer' is Yi Jiayi.