Chapter 146 Alarm Code
The next day, Zhou Yi asked Wu Yongcheng for leave and borrowed a car to go to Hu Zi's hometown.
Wu Yongcheng said, "Why are you asking for leave? This is part of our daily work. Understanding the suspect's family background will help us better carry out our work in the future. Go ahead."
"Okay, thank you, Captain Wu."
"Oh right, Xiao Chen, you should go with Zhou Yi." Wu Yongcheng nodded at Chen Yan. "You can't just focus on murders and dismemberment cases all day long. You should also go out into society and understand people's lives."
Chen Yan nodded seriously: "Okay, Master, Zhou Yi and I will go and learn."
Zhou Yi picked up the car keys on the table and threw them to Chen Yan: "Brother Yan, you are a good driver, you can drive."
"no problem."
After the two young men left, Wu Yongcheng said to Qiao Jiali, "The shortcoming of a top student like Chen Yan is that he's too dogmatic. While everything is black and white in law, human nature isn't always so black and white. It's often gray. If he doesn't understand this, he'll suffer greatly sooner or later."
Qiao Jiali nodded. "After what he saw and heard last time he went to Zhao Bin's hometown, I think he was depressed for several days afterwards. This young man is just too honest. In our Third Brigade, we usually encounter criminal suspects who are extremely evil. He has never seen the kind of evil that is morally legal."
"Our Captain Wu really acts like a master." Qiao Jiali said with a smile.
Wu Yongcheng sighed softly and took out his cigarette box.
On the way, Zhou Yi and Chen Yan were chatting.
Sanpo Village, where Hu Zi's family lives, is located in the most remote eastern part of Hongcheng, and the fastest way to get there is to take the provincial highway.
When passing the toll booth, Chen Yan took his wallet out of his pocket and accidentally dropped his police officer ID, which just happened to fall under the passenger seat.
Zhou Yi picked it up and returned it to Chen Yan. He glanced at the ID card that had just been opened in his hand and said casually, "Brother Yan, why is your police number a little different from ours?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yi's heart skipped a beat and he suddenly realized something.
Police numbers are usually six digits long and are assigned based on the region, department within the public security system, and individual number.
Chen Yan's police number is obviously at the front, which is not normal.
Sure enough, the next second Chen Yan said calmly: "Oh, that's my dad's police number."
This one sentence made Zhou Yi stunned on the spot, as if struck by lightning.
When children inherit their parents' police numbers, there is usually only one possibility.
The parents of the police officers died in the line of duty and their police numbers were sealed. Later, the children of the deceased police officers also became police officers and applied to inherit and restart their parents' police numbers.
This is a way to commemorate and pay tribute to the police officers who died in the line of duty, and also a way to inherit and continue their spirit.
To a certain extent, this is the highest intangible honor within the public security system.
But at the same time, it is also the heaviest honor.
"Brother Yan, your father..."
"My father died during the first crackdown in 1983. I was eleven years old that year. He was stabbed twelve times by a gang of thugs, his police uniform soaked with blood. I still remember him lying in the morgue as if it were just yesterday."
Zhou Yi is a very emotional person at heart, although he needs to think rationally in many situations.
Chen Yan spoke calmly, but to Zhou Yi, every word sounded like a knife, cutting Chen Yan's flesh one by one, leaving the eleven-year-old boy covered in wounds and scars.
"Brother Yan..." Zhou Yi wanted to say something comforting, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know what to say.
Chen Yan smiled and said, "It's okay. It's all in the past. Those criminals were all sentenced to death and shot."
The first severe crackdown in 1983 was the first time the country sounded the clarion call for comprehensively maintaining and rectifying social order. The measures taken at that time were indeed swift, strict and severe.
But those who sacrificed will never come back.
What is even more distressing is that in 1998 of his previous life, the young Chen Yan also followed in his father's footsteps and sacrificed his life to protect the people.
In other words, that police number has been sealed forever since then.
Zhou Yi rubbed his face to calm himself down.
"Does our Third Brigade know about this?" Zhou Yi asked.
"Master knows, but Brother Biao and the others probably don't know. Only Director Xie and some of the senior officials in the bureau probably know."
Zhou Yi felt that Brother Biao and the others might be aware of this. They had been with Chen Yan day and night for two years. How could they not have noticed something as sensitive as the police number? They just pretended not to know tacitly. After all, this kind of thing was a scar in Chen Yan's heart.
"Brother Yan, I guess with your grades, you should have been able to go to a better school, right? Why did you choose to be a police officer?"
Chen Yan turned his head and glanced at him and said, "Zhou Yi, do you remember what you said to your master when you first met him?"
Zhou Yi nodded.
"You said you were a police officer in your previous life, so you want to be a police officer in this life too."
"Then I have the blood of a police officer running through my veins, so I am destined to be a police officer in this life."
This was the second time Zhou Yi felt that Chen Yan was different.
The first time was at the shooting training ground. When he held the gun, he looked sharper and more murderous, like a completely different person.
This time, Chen Yan calmly talked about his father's sacrifice and his own beliefs and determination, allowing Zhou Yi to see the indomitable strength in his bones.
Everyone in the Third Brigade is both ordinary and extraordinary.
For the rest of the journey, neither of them spoke again, only the old Santana was running on the straight road.
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Sanpo Village is called Sanpo Village because the village is located in a mountain.
This mountain is one of the boundaries between Hongcheng and the neighboring Taicheng. It is located in the valley within the scope of Hongcheng, facing east and sunny, and is suitable for living.
It is located in the shade of Taicheng, so it is a barren mountain.
As a result, Sanpo Village has become a dead end, outsiders will not come, and the economy naturally cannot develop.
The situation is very similar to that of Zhaojiagou where Baimao Zhao Bin lives, except that Sanpo Village is located at a higher altitude.
Sanpo Village is no longer considered a rural area, it should be called a mountainous area.
After leaving the main road, the road leading to Sanpo Village is particularly difficult to walk on, as it is all dirt road.
At first the road was paved with gravels, making it easier to walk on. But when it entered Sanpo Village, it became a dirt road. It had just rained, so the road was extremely muddy. The old car body was covered with mud spots.
After finally driving into Sanpo Village, the two decided to find the village party secretary first and ask him to take them to Hu Zi's house to avoid the inconvenience of going directly to his house.
After asking around with the villagers, I finally found the village party secretary's house, the only two-story building in the village.
Before they got out of the car, they saw an old man with half-white hair sitting on a bench smoking a pipe at the door of the small building.
The old man squinted his eyes and stared at them warily.
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