Chapter 143: The old ghost is mad at me
The police officers evacuated the ambush point one after another, and Xia Lili and Leng Xiaohe also walked down from the third floor of the cement factory's main building.
Hearing Ning Yutong's words, Xia Lili was moved and full of admiration for these brave anti-drug police officers.
Looking at Lao Gui's expression without any remorse, Xia Lili understood that such people would never recognize their mistakes. They did not deserve sympathy at all and should be severely punished by the law.
Xia Lili whispered a few words to Leng Xiaohe, and after receiving a positive answer, she turned to Lao Gui: "Lao Gui, do you want to know how you were exposed?"
The old ghost was indeed intrigued. Although he didn't say anything, his cold gaze made Xia Lili feel like being stared at by a poisonous snake.
Xia Lili didn't beat around the bush: "The Ah Quan you arrested isn't a member of the hostile forces at all. He's just a thief who stole a cell phone."
"The phone he stole contained photos and location information of your contraband warehouse."
"We, the police, were originally tracking this thief, thinking he was going to commit another crime, but he led us directly to your warehouse. After discovering something unusual, we had already set up a tight net."
At this point, Xia Lili paused deliberately: "You didn't expect it, did you? After so many years of being so powerful, you ended up falling into the hands of a thief."
As Xia Lili spoke one word after another, Lao Gui's face gradually turned ashen, and his bloodshot eyes suddenly widened.
He had survived many life-or-death situations over the years and had seen all kinds of storms, but in the end, he was caught in such a cowardly way!
The lost mobile phone was a spare phone belonging to a thug who managed the warehouse. It was stolen when he went to the city to drink that night.
Who would have thought that this small mistake would become the key to solving the case.
Their criminal empire, which had been at large for ten years, was destroyed by a petty thief.
"Damn it! Damn little thief!"
The old ghost cursed in his heart.
It was this thief who not only stole their goods, but also led the police directly to their lair!
What’s even more speechless is that the warehouse guards all suffered from food poisoning that night. The two on duty ran to the woods on the back mountain and suffered from diarrhea until they collapsed, leaving the warehouse unattended in the middle of the night.
It was at this golden opportunity that the thief took advantage of.
This jinx named A Quan is here to bring bad luck to them!
The warehouse surveillance captured the thief, and Lao Gui took people to track him down overnight.
But they didn't know that when they found Ah Quan, the police had already set up a tight net and were waiting for them to fall into it.
The more Lao Gui thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt, and he hated Ah Quan with gnashing teeth.
People like Lao Gui will never repent. If they are caught, they will only think that it is bad luck, and will not think that they are guilty of breaking the law.
But if they knew that the criminal profit chain they had painstakingly built up for many years was destroyed because of such an absurd coincidence, it would definitely be a choking pain in their hearts for the rest of their lives and they would die with regrets.
Of course, the old ghost’s remaining life will not be too long.
After the police have finished the interrogation and dug up all the clues, all that awaits him is a death sentence from the court.
At this time, A Quan had been escorted by the police to an ambulance that had been prepared in advance.
Old Ghost was being escorted by two police officers. He watched Ah Quan being taken away. He was immediately enraged. He suddenly spat in Ah Quan's direction and cursed viciously:
"You damn loser! You're going to die a miserable death!"
Seeing this, the police officer immediately held his shoulders and warned him coldly: "Behave yourself!" Then he pushed him into the police car.
The car door slammed shut, completely isolating him from shouting and cursing.
Shortly after Lao Gui was taken to the police car, Ning Yutong heard a hurried voice from a technical officer on the intercom on her chest: "Report! Thirty-one cement barrels were found in the open field in the southwest!"
The voice on the intercom paused, its tone becoming more serious. "There's an unusual odor emanating from the cement barrel, and noticeable cracks have appeared on the surface of the dry cement inside. Preliminary assessment is that this is due to gases produced by the decomposition of a corpse."
"Thirty-one..."
This number was like a heavy hammer, hammering down on everyone's heart. The scene instantly fell into a dead silence, even the sound of breathing became clearly audible.
Ning Yutong's body shook noticeably, and she took mechanical steps, walking towards the open space in the southwest direction like a puppet.
Xia Lili and Leng Xiaohe looked at each other, and followed her on the left and right tacitly.
The footsteps of the three people sounded particularly heavy in the empty cement factory.
Xia Lili approached the open space. Thirty-one gray-white cement barrels were neatly arranged, shining coldly under the moonlight and flashlight.
The tip of her nose twitched slightly, and amidst the pungent smell of cement, she faintly caught a whiff of a rotten smell.
The smell was like a slippery snake, running down her nasal cavity into her stomach, making her tremble all over and her throat roll involuntarily as she suppressed the nausea that was rising up.
"vomit--"
She quickly covered her mouth and took two steps back.
The police officers from the technical department have put on protective equipment and are carrying out their work in an orderly manner.
Zhao Xueqing, a technical police officer who was familiar with Xia Lili, greeted Xia Lili and the other two when she saw them coming.
"Sister Xueqing, what will happen to these cement barrels?"
Xia Lili put on a mask, unable to control her curiosity.
Zhao Xueqing noticed the discomfort and confusion on Xia Lili's face and explained to her, "The scene needs professional handling. These cement drums must first be numbered, photographed to preserve the evidence, then individually wrapped in leak-proof sealed bags and finally transported back to the Forensic Center in special shock-resistant shipping boxes."
A forensic doctor in white protective clothing was holding a portable gas detector and scanning the gaps in the cement barrels one by one. The instrument made a "beeping" sound from time to time.
Zhao Xueqing explained to Xia Lili one by one: "These preliminary gas detection data can help us determine the degree of decomposition of the body and the time of death."
Not far away, two trace inspection workers were bent over their work. One held a precision ruler, meticulously measuring every crack on the cement drum's surface; the other shone a powerful flashlight on the cracks, occasionally using tweezers to extract tiny samples from the edges.
"The direction and width of these cracks could become important evidence."
In the center of the site, the photography crew has set up their professional equipment. A panoramic camera automatically rotates to shoot, while another photographer, holding a SLR camera, captures close-up shots of each cement bucket from different angles. "We're using 3D modeling technology to ensure every detail of the scene is fully captured."
"Taking into account the special properties of cement, we have brought in professional demolition tools and will conduct barrel opening inspections in a laboratory environment."
Zhao Xueqing added, "The smell here is too strong. I suggest you wait upwind."
Xia Lili nodded and wanted to pull Ning Yutong back a few steps, but found that she was motionless and stiff.
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