Chapter 18, Case 1: Where else could we go? To find Shen Qinghuai. ...
No matter what, letting your strength speak for itself is the most powerful thing to do.
Qiu Xiaoman was not angry because of Captain Zou's distrust; on the contrary, she was very happy.
This shows that the threshold for the criminal investigation team is very high. Even those recommended by Director Wen need to pass a practical assessment before they can stay.
In other words, as long as she stays, the people around her are definitely not incompetent.
As the old saying goes, "Living with virtuous people is like entering a room filled with orchids." So, wouldn't working alongside a group of elite frontline police officers be like being immersed in an ocean of orchids, quickly becoming as excellent as them?
She was really looking forward to that day.
She smiled and replied, "Yes, Captain Zou, I guarantee I'll complete the mission!"
Team Leader Zou frowned slightly, waved his hand, and told them to hurry up and handle the case. After the two left, Team Leader Zou picked up the phone and called Director Wen, saying with dissatisfaction, "Director Wen, are you serious about bringing in such a young, inexperienced girl?"
Director Wen chuckled and said, "Of course, if you'd seen the mongrel she was training, you'd be impressed too."
Team Leader Zou rubbed his throbbing temples. Well, the security situation has been really bad lately. He has a huge backlog of cases, and there's a severe shortage of manpower. The shortage of police dogs is also enormous. It's time to start recruiting talent from all walks of life. Hopefully, this girl really has the skills.
Unable to resist teasing, he said, "This girl seems quite motivated. You didn't trick her into coming here again by promising her a permanent position, did you?"
“How can this be called deception? As long as she can prove herself, anything is possible.” Director Wen disliked his wording.
Team Leader Zou sneered, "Yes, yes, anything is possible. You're just trying to fool that young girl from out of town. You'll be embarrassed when the job doesn't go through."
"Why should I be embarrassed? I didn't guarantee it would work out." Director Wen thought for a moment, but couldn't bear it, and reminded her, "How about this, you take a look at the application requirements for the special talent allowance and try to guide her towards those requirements. In three to five years, she will be able to meet the requirements. She's still young, only eighteen, and her future is promising."
Team Leader Zou fell silent. Recently, news had indeed circulated that, in order to cope with the rapid development of the new era and attract outstanding talents, Beidu was about to launch a special allowance for exceptional talents.
This is not an easy application process; applicants must be experts, scholars, or technical talents who have made outstanding contributions in a specific field.
If we want Qiu Xiaoman to work in this direction, it is not enough to just train police dogs. These police dogs also need to assist in solving major and serious cases and make contributions to the fight against crime. Only then will they have a chance to meet the application requirements.
And this is just the first step in getting the application approved; whether it will be successful is still uncertain.
Tsk, this Director Wen really knows how to make grand promises. Something that's practically unattainable sounds so effortless coming out of his mouth.
Is it that he thinks highly of this girl, or that he's so engrossed in making empty promises that he doesn't even realize he's forcing her into things?
Forget it, young people need to be given some hope. Besides, he doesn't even know how much real skill this Xiao Qiu really has yet, so why rush?
After hanging up the phone, he tidied up the case files and went to work on a major murder case.
*
Qiu Xiaoman followed Jiang Mingyuan out of the criminal investigation technology building, called Mango, and got directly into a police car.
Qiu Xiaoman was quite surprised that they didn't take the bus this time and asked, "Brother Jiang, where are we going? Is there a lead in the human trafficking case?"
"Going to Dongcheng District? Oh, by the way, let me tell you something. Although human trafficking cases are handled by the criminal police, recently, in response to the increasingly rampant human trafficking problem, Beijing established a special anti-human trafficking office. The anti-human trafficking office is located in the Dongcheng District Public Security Bureau, not in the criminal investigation technology building. If you need to travel between the two districts for cases in the future, you can ask if any colleagues are going together and you can hitch a ride." Jiang Mingyuan didn't go into too much detail, such as why there weren't more police cars, or why the anti-human trafficking office was located in a separate place.
This involves financial matters and the internal personnel structure of the Public Security Bureau, which the young girl doesn't need to understand.
At least that's what he thinks.
Qiu Xiaoman nodded, not asking any further questions. Newcomers should ask fewer questions and do more to integrate into the group and adapt to the work rhythm as soon as possible. As for those minor details, they can learn about them later.
Jiang Mingyuan was quite pleased that she didn't press for details, indicating that this young colleague was sensible and knew how to prioritize. Taking advantage of the car ride, he explained the progress of the human trafficking case: "Here's what happened. The two policemen we kept watch there that day didn't see them return. We could only start investigating from the truck's license plate. The information we have so far is that the abandoned old truck is registered to a shopping mall and is used to transport goods for them. The mall owner's surname is Liang. We've already summoned him, but he knew nothing about it. Since he has no motive and an alibi, we released him."
"Have you tracked down their new truck?" Qiu Xiaoman frowned, worried that the group might have already fled to another city.
Jiang Mingyuan shook his head: "The new truck model is quite common, and it doesn't have a license plate number, so there's no progress for now."
Qiu Xiaoman pondered for a moment and asked, "What did the families of the three children say? Is anyone willing to offer a reward for information? It might be useful. By the way, one of the boys is named Liu Xiangyang. His grandfather is a very successful businessman, and his family is wealthy. Perhaps if he identifies himself, the human traffickers will demand a ransom from the Liu family."
Jiang Mingyuan shook his head again: "We've visited the families of those three children. The parents of the two girls are unwilling to acknowledge them, and they won't even report it to the police. Liu Xiangyang's grandfather has many children, and they're already fighting tooth and nail over the inheritance. He doesn't want another child to come back and share the money, and he won't acknowledge that child either. So far, only the police have offered a reward for information in the news and newspapers, but the reward is limited to only two hundred yuan. You have to understand, our budget is limited, there's nothing we can do."
Qiu Xiaoman sighed silently. This was the fate of these children; no one cared if they went missing.
She clenched her fist: "No rush, my Mango has arranged for the dog to follow that truck. Mango and I will go over there later to check. Maybe the white dog has already returned and is waiting for us."
"Are you sure it can work?" Jiang Mingyuan was a little curious. Qiu Xiaoman seemed to trust these stray dogs a lot, but could there really be a miracle?
He wasn't sure, and Qiu Xiaoman couldn't say for sure either. She just had faith in Mango, so she was willing to trust the dog that Mango had arranged.
Give it a try; it's better than being completely clueless.
Upon arriving at the anti-trafficking office, Qiu Xiaoman met her new colleague, Jiang Mingyuan.
Because of the frequent human trafficking cases in the past two years, most of the officers in the anti-trafficking office have been sent out on field missions, with only two remaining at headquarters to handle documents.
One of them was named Zhong Yumin, a thin policewoman who was about 1.6 meters tall. She was quite refined and pretty, with big eyes, single eyelids, and a slightly raised nose bridge, like a camel's hump.
She is 27 years old, married with a daughter. Her husband is a primary school teacher, so the responsibility of taking care of the child falls on him.
She was very cheerful, and when she saw a female comrade from the anti-trafficking office, she warmly shook hands with Qiu Xiaoman.
There was another one named Pi Mingxia, a slightly chubby policeman who was a little over 1.7 meters tall. He had a round face, round eyes, and a round nose, and his whole body was round like a panda.
I am 35 years old, divorced, and have a daughter who lives with my ex-wife.
He was injured while investigating a case involving the trafficking of women, so he stayed in the office to handle documents.
He nodded politely to Qiu Xiaoman and handed her the case file of the abduction case: "It's all here. We have contacted the local police in Yunnan to verify the situation of the three children. So far, their adoptive parents have not received any ransom demands."
The implication is that the human traffickers may not know that there is a businessman's grandson among them, who is very valuable.
They were still thinking about selling the children, not about demanding ransom.
Qiu Xiaoman, holding the file, asked, "Where should I sit?"
"Sit here with me." Jiang Mingyuan gave up his seat. After all, Qiu Xiaoman was going to the police dog training team and wouldn't stay in the anti-trafficking office for a long time, so there was no need to arrange a separate seat for her.
Qiu Xiaoman didn't pick and choose. After sitting down, she carefully reviewed all the files, her gaze falling on the information of the other missing children.
Two of them are locals, and the youngest is thirteen years old.
She looked at Jiang Mingyuan suspiciously: "Don't you find it strange? There isn't a single child under the age of twelve here."
"Yes, the traffickers' targets are likely groups who urgently need to get married. Girls are sold to be brides, and boys might be sold to families who can't have sons to carry on the family line, or they might marry the buyer's daughter and have children. It's hard to say. In short, their target group is boys and girls over twelve years old. We've already increased patrols at the nearby primary and secondary schools." Jiang Mingyuan was very professional; he couldn't possibly have missed what Qiu Xiaoman had thought of.
But he was still shocked. Qiu Xiaoman was only eighteen years old and came from the countryside. She was able to quickly grasp the age characteristics of the victims from the case files. She was very good and had great potential.
Like a patient mentor, he asked, "Have you discovered anything else? Tell me about it."
“Yes, there are two local children, both from divorced parents.” As Qiu Xiaoman spoke, she subconsciously glanced at Pi Mingxia and asked, “How old is Brother Pi’s daughter this year?”
Pi Mingxia suddenly looked up and stared blankly at the new colleague. He was clearly a little unhappy; who would like a jinx?
But he also knew that his daughter was indeed in danger.
After hesitating for a moment, he still told the truth: "Twelve this year."
Qiu Xiaoman kindly reminded him, "Is Brother Pi's daughter still in town? You should visit her more often after get off work these days. In our rural area, if a family doesn't have a male elder, it's easy for bad people to target them."
Pi Mingxia frowned and pondered for a moment. He went to the office next door, but no one was there. He picked up the phone and called his ex-wife.
After hanging up the phone, he silently returned to his desk and continued with his work.
Qiu Xiaoman could sense his dissatisfaction, but it didn't matter; she had fulfilled her duty to remind him and had a clear conscience.
She closed the file: "Brother Jiang, can you send out a police car? Let's take Mango and go check out that hill."
"I'm afraid it will be difficult to apply. There aren't enough police cars to begin with, and there are a lot of people going out on patrol lately." Jiang Mingyuan was in a dilemma. After all, there were too few police cars, and there was no guarantee of getting news from the mountain area. Unless it was an emergency, it would be impossible to apply for a car.
Qiu Xiaoman took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and asked, "Can you drive? If you can, come with me, I'll go get a car."
Jiang Mingyuan quickly followed up: "I can, but it's almost time to get off work, where are you going to get a car?"
"Where else can we go? Let's find Shen Qinghuai." Qiu Xiaoman shrugged. Why not? It's just a matter of borrowing a car; it's not like we're not going to return it.
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