Chapter 143 (Final Chapter): Praying for a Vast Land, Peace and Prosperity
Li Qiuyun ended the call and walked over with a serious yet excited expression: "Team Leader Lei agreed!"
Jiang Ling's eyes darkened slightly as she began to consider her next move.
Li Qiuyun continued, "Team Leader Lei attaches great importance to this plan and has ordered the heads of the technical team, reconnaissance team, and special police team to form a joint action group to immediately conduct a comprehensive on-site survey and risk assessment of the area surrounding the Textile Factory Affiliated Middle School, especially Xuefu Road. Snipers, observers, and plainclothes officers will immediately choose the best positions to conceal themselves based on the situation on site. Team Leader Lei has requested that if the on-site assessment is approved, the plan will be implemented starting tomorrow night, taking advantage of the period after school when the flow of people is reduced but it is not yet completely dark."
Her gaze turned to Liang Jiushan: "Comrade Liang Jiushan, Team Leader Lei asked me to tell you that he is very grateful for your courage and wisdom. But please, please make your own safety and the safety of the surrounding environment your top priority. The operation command will be set up in the nearest mobile command vehicle, and Team Leader Lei will personally take command. If you feel anything is wrong at any time, or receive an order from the command, you must immediately evacuate according to the predetermined plan. We will provide you with the most advanced covert communication and positioning devices."
"Understood." Liang Jiushan nodded, his face showing no sign of tension, but rather an eager excitement. "I need to know all the signals, codes, evacuation routes, and details of emergency plans for different situations. Also, it would be best if we could arrange for our people to go into those shops on Xuefu Road in advance."
In the following days, Li Qiuyun maintained real-time contact with the command center, transmitting preliminary instructions and deployment details. Liang Jiushan listened intently, occasionally raising detailed questions, such as the specific disguises of the plainclothes personnel, the effective range and anti-interference capabilities of communication equipment, the methods of setting up roadblocks at different intersections, and how to deal with situations where the enemy appeared from unexpected directions. His sharp and meticulous thinking once again surprised Li Qiuyun and Jiang Ling. He even suggested that before the operation, a quick survey of the residents and businesses on both sides of Xuefu Road should be conducted under the guise of a security inspection or fire drill to ensure there were no other potential risks.
Looking at Liang Jiushan like this, Jiang Ling was filled with mixed feelings. Worries remained, but a strange sense of confidence and pride quietly grew within her.
Infected by Liang Jiushan's emotions, she quickly got into the zone as well. Using her understanding of criminal psychology, she began to help deduce the suspect's possible behavioral patterns and the content of the television interview, as well as how long the suspect would need to react after the program aired. She also pulled up a detailed map of the area around No. 1 Middle School and a map of existing surveillance points to help analyze which corners were blind spots of the existing surveillance and where temporary surveillance equipment needed to be installed.
"The owner of Qiuzhi Stationery Store in the middle section of Xuefu Road is a retired teacher. He is an honest man, but he is getting old. We may need to communicate with him in advance, or temporarily let our people in under the guise of helping out," Jiang Ling said calmly, pointing to a point on the map.
"The location of the trash can at the east end of this road might need a slight adjustment, otherwise it could obstruct the sniper's line of sight." She keenly noticed this detail.
Liang Jiushan looked at her professional and calm profile, a hint of appreciation and tenderness flashing in his eyes.
He quietly reached out and gently touched her fingers under the table, whispering, "Don't worry, with you here, I'm not afraid."
Jiang Ling's heart skipped a beat, but she remained calm and gestured for him to concentrate: "Listen carefully to Qiu Yun's evacuation plan."
The plan was gradually refined through intense and efficient discussions, with every detail being repeatedly scrutinized. Plainclothes investigators had begun infiltrating and gathering intelligence on Xuefu Road, and the technical department's traffic signal vehicle had also begun patrolling the surrounding area.
The television interview was a great success.
Liang Jiushan has an outstanding appearance, which was evident even when he was young. Wearing a suit and tie, his slightly messy bangs make him look both composed and exude an indescribable youthful spirit.
When the host introduced Liang Jiushan, he used many words of praise—an outstanding alumnus of Yancheng No. 1 Middle School, a rising star of Yancheng, an outstanding entrepreneur, and an exceptionally innovative individual…
Liang Jiushan accepted all of this.
He spoke calmly to the audience in front of the screen: "I want to thank two people, one is my benefactor, and the other is my enemy."
Liang Jiushan's benefactor was naturally Jiang Ling; while his enemy was Qian Darong.
In a calm tone, he recounted the story of how Qian Darong bullied him when he was young, how Jiang Ling rescued him, and how Qian Darong was sent to a juvenile detention center.
Then, he raised an eyebrow at the camera, his eyes sparkling brightly under the lights: "Qian Darong, look, I won."
Seeing this, Li Qiuyun was absolutely overjoyed: "Sister Ling, did you see that? He's provoking us, this is blatant provocation! If Qian Darong saw this, he'd go crazy!"
Jiang Ling smiled but remained silent.
The fingertips that once touched were so warm and smooth. The boy who once called Qian Darong shameless has really grown up.
September 25, three days after the television station broadcast the interview program.
This was also the day Jiang Ling had predicted for the action.
As evening fell, the noise around the textile factory's affiliated middle school gradually subsided shortly after the school bell rang. Most of the students had already left the school, with only a few students on duty and teachers remaining.
The setting sun bathed the teaching building in a golden glow. There were few pedestrians on Xuefu Road, and a few small shops were still open, their warm lights creating a peaceful and normal atmosphere.
But beneath this calm lies countless vigilant eyes and taut nerves.
Disguised as passersby, shop owners, repairmen, and couples, the detectives were already in position. Their sharp eyes maintained silent communication through miniature communication devices. Sniper scopes and observation points on high ground covered almost every angle, including the green belt to the east, but the dense holly bushes and the deepening shadows of dusk provided natural blind spots, increasing the difficulty of surveillance.
Inside the mobile command vehicle, Lei Xiao stared at several monitoring screens in front of him with a stern expression. The screens displayed real-time footage of Xuefu Road from various angles. He gave a special instruction: "The green belt at the east end is densely vegetated. All observation points and plainclothes personnel should be on high alert and use all means to fill in any blind spots."
As revealed in the television interview, Liang Jiushan will be attending the National Day ceremony organized by the school. He will be returning early to attend his junior high school reunion and will be staying at the Jinsha Hotel on Xuefu Road.
Liang Jiushan appeared at the intersection of Xuefu Road right on time. As planned, he was wearing a light-colored hoodie with the hood hanging loosely on his back, his face showing just the right amount of excitement, and he had an indescribable relaxed and handsome vibe.
He first walked to the vicinity of the side gate of the No. 1 Middle School, looked inside through the railing, then took out his phone, made a call, and said with a smile to the other end of the phone: "...Yes, I just arrived, the side gate is closed, how much longer are you? Well, I'll wait for you at the stationery store here, hurry up, it's getting dark, it's been a long time, I miss you."
His voice was neither too loud nor too soft, and his performance was natural and fluid, perfectly portraying the character of someone longing to meet with an old classmate. After speaking, he put away his phone and casually walked towards the Qiuzhi Stationery Store. He sat down on the steps at the store entrance, glancing up at the school every now and then, then down at his watch, as if his patience was wearing thin.
All of this was clearly captured by hidden cameras and eyes.
Jiang Ling and Li Qiuyun were inside a camouflaged vehicle near the mobile command vehicle, nervously watching everything outside through the screen. Jiang Ling's palms were sweaty, her heart was pounding, but her eyes were fixed on the figure on the screen, her brain working at lightning speed, combining the images transmitted from various surrounding monitoring points, assessing every person who passed by and every slowly moving vehicle.
Time passed slowly. The sun gradually sank below the horizon, and the sky grew increasingly dark. The streetlights on Xuefu Road came on, casting long and short shadows.
Everything seemed calm and peaceful. There were only the occasional passing vehicle and pedestrian.
Did they not take the bait? Or did they see through the plan? Or perhaps their target wasn't today?
Just as the atmosphere was becoming increasingly tense, and even the command center was starting to have doubts, a member of the technical team responsible for reviewing nearby surveillance footage brought news.
"Report! Two suspicious figures have been spotted near the public phone booth across from the textile factory. They are tall and strong, wearing hats, dark gray shirts, black pants, and sneakers."
The atmosphere in the command center instantly lifted.
The fish did indeed take the bait! Tu Jianxiong and Qian Darong were likely already observing from the vicinity.
Lei Xiao's voice came through the channel: "Attention all units! The target has appeared and is likely lurking nearby! Be on high alert and prepare according to the first contingency plan! Decoy team, maintain your readiness and observe the surroundings. You can move slightly towards the middle of the road to give them a chance, but be sure to stay within a safe range!"
Liang Jiushan received the instruction in his earpiece.
He took a deep breath, suppressing his excitement and nervousness, his face still showing the impatience that comes with waiting for so long. He stood up, stretched, and strolled slowly along the sidewalk of Xuefu Road, his gaze still fixed on the direction of the school, as if waiting for a classmate who was late. Before he knew it, he had walked to the middle section where the streetlights were slightly dimmer.
This location was a carefully calculated stage; it appeared exposed, but in reality, it was completely under the control of police crossfire and far away from any shop entrances that might harm innocent people.
Jiang Ling's heart was in her throat. Her eyes were glued to the screen, and she almost held her breath. She knew that the most crucial moment was about to arrive.
The night was gentle, yet fraught with danger.
Time seemed to stretch out infinitely in the suffocating tension, each second feeling incredibly long.
On Xuefu Road, Liang Jiushan strolled leisurely, his figure casting a long, lonely shadow under the dim streetlights. The miniature earpiece in his ear no longer transmitted clear commands, but rather the suppressed breathing of the command center and the faint hiss of electricity. This absolute silence was all the more unsettling. The world around him seemed to be encased in a giant glass dome, silent yet brimming with unseen, imminent danger.
Inside the disguised command vehicle, the air was so thick it was almost viscous.
The screen's light reflected on Jiang Ling's bloodless face. Her fingertips had already dug deep into her palms, leaving deep crescent-shaped marks, yet she felt no pain. Her eyes were glued to the screen, fixed on the moving figure and the live images transmitted from several nearby surveillance cameras.
The two suspicious figures reported by the technical team were like ghosts; after a fleeting glimpse near the public phone booth, they vanished completely into the city's shadows, leaving no trace. This agonizing wait, filled with the unknown, was more nerve-wracking than direct confrontation. They must be nearby, like the most cunning predators, lurking in blind spots, patiently waiting for the perfect moment to strike; the invisible pressure was almost suffocating.
Li Qiuyun, equally focused, whispered through the communicator to confirm the situation with each location, as if afraid of disturbing a ghost lurking in the darkness. Fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
Sudden!
"Buzz—Boom—"
At the west end of Xuefu Road, a dilapidated 125cc motorcycle suddenly emitted a noisy and ear-piercing roar, like a drunkard who had drunk too much, and wobbled into the intersection.
The motorcycle wasn't going fast, but the noise it made was particularly jarring in the quiet night. The rider wore a dirty full-face helmet, making it impossible to see his face. There was another person on the back, wearing a baseball cap pulled low, his head bowed so that his face was hidden in shadow.
"West end! Suspicious vehicle! Motorcycle, two people! Attention!" The voice from the high observation point immediately rang out on the channel, carrying a hint of barely perceptible tension.
Almost everyone's attention was drawn to the motorcycle that had suddenly appeared.
Lei Xiao remained calm: "Attention all units, a suspicious target has appeared in the west, but its behavior is abnormal, so we cannot rule out a feint. Units on the east side should be especially vigilant to prevent a diversionary tactic. Decoy team, maintain alert and observe all directions."
Almost at the same time Lei Xiao gave the order, the real killing intent erupted from the east!
Deep within the dense green belt beside the east sidewalk, a tall and muscular figure, perfectly concealed by the shadows of the vegetation, suddenly darted out without warning, taking advantage of the police's momentary attention to the sudden situation at the west end and the extreme conditions of dim light and vegetation obstruction!
It's Tu Jianxiong!
He didn't appear from the west end with Qian Darong at all; that noisy motorcycle was just a carefully designed decoy to attract the police's attention!
Tu Jianxiong stood alone, a menacing, gleaming dagger in his hand. The blade traced a chilling arc under the dim streetlights, aiming precisely and ruthlessly at the back of Liang Jiushan's neck! His movements were swift and decisive, displaying a chilling skill and extreme cruelty honed through countless acts of violence.
"East end! Tu Jianxiong! One person! Dagger! Target's nape! Fatal attack!" The sniper's report was more urgent than ever before.
"Jiu Shan! East side! Take cover!" Lei Xiao's roar blared through Liang Jiu Shan's earpiece.
Upon hearing the warning and feeling the tangible, fierce wind behind him, Liang Jiushan barely thought. Relying entirely on his razor-thin instincts and the emergency plan he had repeatedly rehearsed in his mind, his body, like a spring compressed to its limit, suddenly lunged and rolled to the right!
"Sizzle—"
The cold glint of the dagger grazed Liang Jiushan's left thigh, tearing his trousers and flesh, bringing a sharp pain and a warm flow of blood. Although the evasive maneuver was extremely fast, Tu Jianxiong's explosive power and precision still caused injury.
Liang Jiushan groaned in pain, his rolling movements slightly slowed and deformed due to the excruciating pain in his legs, but he gritted his teeth and forced himself to endure it with his strong willpower. He supported himself with one hand and quickly widened the distance between himself and Tu Jianxiong.
When Tu Jianxiong discovered that his sure-fire fatal blow had missed, a look of surprise and astonishment flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by an even stronger and more frenzied bloodlust and violence.
He hadn't expected this seemingly frail celebrity entrepreneur to have such quick reflexes and dodging abilities. Without a word or a pause, he flicked his wrist, the dagger slicing through the air at an even more cunning angle, whistling through the air with a sickening sound, and rose again, this time aiming directly at Liang Jiushan's exposed neck.
The speed was faster and more ruthless than before, clearly aiming for a fatal blow!
"Fire!" Lei Xiao's order was given without hesitation.
"Bang!"
A muffled, suppressed gunshot suddenly pierced the night sky over Xuefu Road. The sound wasn't loud, clearly due to a silencer, but in the extreme silence, it was like the sigh of death, clearly audible.
Tu Jianxiong's fierce forward lunge suddenly stopped, as if a movie playing at high speed had been paused. A tiny, almost invisible blood hole appeared between his eyebrows.
The raised dagger froze in mid-air, less than twenty centimeters from Liang Jiushan's neck. The frenzied savagery and violence burning in his eyes instantly solidified, then rapidly dissipated and dimmed like the receding tide, ultimately becoming empty and devoid of life. His tall and muscular body, like a puppet whose strings had been suddenly pulled away, fell straight and lifelessly backward.
With a muffled thud, Tu Jianxiong's body crashed heavily onto the cold cement floor, raising a cloud of fine dust. The blood-stained dagger in his hand clattered to the side.
Everything happened too fast, too suddenly. From Tu Jianxiong's sudden attack to his precise killing, only two or three seconds passed, so fast that it was almost impossible for anyone to react!
There was a moment of absolute silence at the scene.
It was as if even the air had stopped moving. Only the broken motorcycle at the west end was still roaring futilely and comically. The rider seemed to be completely stunned by the sudden, inexplicable gunshot, frozen in place, unable to move.
Just then, the person who had been sitting on the back of the motorcycle suddenly jumped off as if pricked by a needle.
That's Qian Darong.
He didn't look at Tu Jianxiong, who lay dead in a pool of blood; his eyes were only on Liang Jiushan. His eyes were bloodshot and bloodshot, his face a mixture of extreme fear, hysterical anger, and a completely twisted madness, like a demon crawling out of hell, roaring as he lunged at Liang Jiushan, who had just managed to stand up in pain, with a desperate, suicidal attitude.
"Liang Jiushan! I'm going to kill you! It's all your fault! It's all your fault!!" He held a switchblade in his hand, swinging it wildly and haphazardly. The blade reflected chaotic light spots under the lamplight, filled with a hatred that was determined to destroy everything.
Liang Jiushan was injured in the leg, bleeding profusely and having great difficulty moving. Faced with Qian Darong, who was like a mad tiger and had completely lost his mind, he could only stagger back and dodge. Every step aggravated his wound and brought him excruciating pain.
"Qian Darong! Put down your weapons! Surrender immediately!" Plainclothes police officers who had been lying in ambush all around descended like divine soldiers from all corners, inside shops, behind vehicles, and in green belts... They rushed out swiftly, shouting sternly and forming an encirclement.
But Qian Darong seemed to have gone deaf, unable to hear anything. His bloodshot eyes were fixed on Liang Jiushan, the target he had hated for years and regarded as the source of all his disasters. He only wanted to tear him apart and stab him to pieces!
"Why! Why can you go to a good university! Why can you run a big company! Why can you be on TV and live a glamorous life! Why can you stand here looking all respectable!!"
As Qian Darong stabbed wildly and haphazardly, he roared hysterically, spitting out a mixture of saliva, snot, and tears. "And what about me? I have to hide in a stinking ditch like a rat that can't see the light of day, eating rotten food and enduring cold stares! It's all because of you! If it weren't for you, if it weren't for that meddlesome bitch Jiang Ling, I wouldn't be in juvenile detention! My dad wouldn't be in jail! My mom wouldn't have abandoned me! My life wouldn't have turned out like this! It's all ruined! It's all your fault! You ruined me!!"
His words were incoherent and illogical, yet filled with extreme resentment. He simply and crudely attributed all his misfortunes and choices to external persecution, portraying himself as the sole victim.
Several well-trained police officers quickly closed in, attempting to subdue him from the side and rear. Qian Darong unleashed astonishing brute force, struggling desperately, wildly swinging and stabbing with his switchblade.
"Get him under control!"
At a command, a special police officer rushed forward, his right hand flashing out like lightning, and with unparalleled precision, like an iron clamp, he gripped Qian Darong's wrist holding the knife. The movement was clean, swift, and ruthless.
"Crack!" A bone-crackling sound that sent chills down your spine.
"Ah—!!!" Accompanied by Qian Darong's shrill, distorted scream, his wrist was snapped in the opposite direction, and the white bone fragments even faintly pierced his flesh! He could no longer hold the switchblade, and it flew out of his hand with a "clang" and fell to the ground several meters away.
Without any hesitation, the other SWAT officer took advantage of Qian Darong's forward momentum and the stiffness caused by the pain, and pulled and yanked him while simultaneously delivering a clever and precise low sweeping kick!
Qian Darong's massive yet frail body suddenly lost its balance. He screamed and flailed his twisted, broken hand, collapsing forward like a tattered sack. With a muffled thud, he fell face-first into the cold, hard cement floor, his chin slamming hard against the surface. Blood gushed from his mouth and nose, and several teeth were knocked out. He let out a painful whimper and was temporarily unable to move.
Qian Darong's frenzy was futile against the well-trained combined attack. His switchblade was instantly disarmed, and he was pinned to the ground and roughly handcuffed. His screams turned into suppressed sobs and futile struggles.
Despite the excruciating pain, Liang Jiushan slowly approached Qian Darong, who was being supported by the police and appeared to be insane but was powerless to resist. Blood dripped from his leg wound onto the pavement. He looked down at Qian Darong, who was being held up by the police like a rag doll, and saw the lingering resentment and deep hatred in his eyes. A cold smile, full of mockery and pity, curled at the corner of his mouth.
“Qian Darong,” his voice was not loud, and even a little hoarse from the pain, but it was exceptionally clear, each word reaching the ears of everyone present, “even now, the dust has settled, you have suffered a crushing defeat, almost killed someone, and turned yourself into this grotesque state… Do you still think that we ruined you?”
He paused, his gaze sharp: "So many people go in and out of juvenile detention centers, why are some able to learn from their mistakes, repent, and start anew; while you only learn more vicious and despicable methods there? Society is full of right and wrong, so why do most people, even when faced with injustice and hardship, still hold onto their principles and strive for improvement; while you, without hesitation, choose murder and crime, using the most cruel way to retaliate against society?"
"Your father is in jail," Liang Jiushan's voice suddenly rose, filled with undisguised contempt and coldness, "because he was greedy by nature, embezzled and accepted bribes, violating the law of the country, and he deserved it! Your mother left because she could no longer bear the drastic changes in the family and your repeated self-destructive behavior and incorrigible ways! And you—"
He suddenly pointed his finger at Qian Darong's nose, his tone resolute: "You've always been like a giant baby who hasn't been weaned, blaming everyone and everything, pushing all the responsibility and mistakes onto others, thinking you're the most pitiful person in the world, that the whole world owes you! But you've never dared to, and have never truly reflected on yourself in the slightest!"
"You think being ruthless is all it takes to get by in society? Let me tell you, Qian Darong, you are the most ridiculous and pathetic coward in the world! A pathetic wretch who only dares to wield a knife against the weaker, and who never dares to face his own failures and incompetence! Your life path wasn't ruined by others. It was you who, step by step, used your laziness, your resentment, your selfishness, and your cruelty to create this inhuman and ghostly state you are today. Even without that incident back then, without me and Jiang Ling, with your already rotten and stinking nature, sooner or later you would have rotted in another filthy and stinking quagmire for some other reason, and no one could have saved you!"
Liang Jiushan's words were like a sharp knife, mercilessly piercing the thick, self-deceiving shell in Qian Darong's heart, exposing the most despicable, despicable, and cowardly truth of his heart to the light of day.
Qian Darong suddenly raised his head, his lips trembling violently, as if he still wanted to refute, still wanted to curse with the most vicious language, but looking at Liang Jiushan's cold eyes, looking at the serious faces of the police around him, he opened his mouth, but in the end no sound came out. Like a mangy dog whose spine had been completely removed, his eyes became completely unfocused and empty, leaving only endless despair and deathly silence.
Only then did Jiang Ling snap out of her extremely tense state.
The harrowing, life-or-death scene just now played repeatedly in her mind like a slow-motion replay, especially the moment when the dagger flashed and slashed Liang Jiushan's leg; her heart stopped, and she almost suffocated!
All sorts of unpleasant memories from her past life surged back—those cold, hard photos, the desperate cries of the victims' families, and the deep regret of being powerless to change anything… She abruptly pushed open the car door, not even bothering to say goodbye to Lei Xiao, and rushed towards Liang Jiushan's direction!
The evening breeze brushed past her ears, and her heart pounded like a wildly beating war drum, crashing against her chest and bringing waves of dull pain.
"Jiu Shan!" She rushed to him, her voice trembling uncontrollably. Her gaze immediately fell on his still bleeding thigh. Seeing his pale, sweat-drenched face, her own face turned even paler than his. "How badly is your leg injured? Did you cut an artery? Does it hurt?"
She quickly crouched down, trying to press her hands against the bleeding wound, but found that her hands were trembling and she couldn't muster any strength.
When Liang Jiushan saw her rushing over without regard for anything, the coldness and sharpness in his eyes melted instantly, replaced by a gentle warmth like a spring breeze: "Sister Ling, I'm fine, just some superficial wounds, nothing serious, don't worry."
At this moment, the on-call medical personnel rushed over with stretchers and first-aid kits. The police were efficiently clearing the scene, setting up a long cordon. Someone covered Tu Jianxiong's face, which still bore the traces of a ferocious expression, with a white sheet, while several others stuffed the completely limp and disoriented Qian Darong into a police car.
The motorcyclist, later identified as a thug hired by Tu Jianxiong for a small fee, was completely unaware of the situation and only thought he was there to bolster his reputation. He had already been subdued and was trembling with fear.
Xuefu Road was quickly and completely blocked off by the police, but this thrilling and dangerous operation has come to an end.
As Jiang Ling watched the medical staff skillfully cut open Liang Jiushan's trouser leg with scissors, cleaned the horrific, deep wound with disinfectant, and watched the bleeding being quickly stopped, she listened to the doctor calmly confirm that "fortunately, no major arteries or tendons were damaged, but the wound is very deep and requires immediate return to the hospital for debridement, suturing, tetanus injection, and antibiotics." Only then did her heart, which had been pounding in her throat and almost leaping out of her chest, finally slowly and heavily settle back into place.
A huge, surviving feeling of exhaustion and powerlessness washed over her, making her legs weak and almost unable to stand. She had to reach out and hold onto the police car next to her to steady herself.
She saw it before the white sheet was placed over Tu Jianxiong!
She saw Tu Jianxiong's face.
His criminal record flashed through her mind.
File Number: YC-CR-0007-MTJ
Security Classification: Top Secret
Name: Tu Jianxiong
Nickname: Mad Dog
Gender: Male
Date of birth: April 17, 1968
ID number: XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
Registered address: No. 137 Jiefang Road, West District, Yancheng City
Last known address: No fixed residence, wandering between abandoned buildings and urban-rural fringe areas in Yancheng City.
Marital status: Single
Education level: Primary school dropout
Occupation: Unemployed
Physical characteristics: Height 185cm, weight approximately 90kg, tall and strong build, muscular, dark skin.
Facial features: square face, thick eyebrows, triangular eyes, fierce gaze, an old scar about 5cm long from the left eyebrow bone to the temple, and a crooked nose (caused by multiple fights).
Other features: Numerous old scars and tattoos on both arms; missing little finger on the right hand, caused by a fight during the second prison sentence.
In 1983, at the age of 15, he was sent to a juvenile detention center for three years for intentional injury (serious injury). The cause was an argument, during which he struck the other person's head with a brick.
In 1988, at the age of 20, he was sentenced to eight years in prison for robbery and intentional assault. His methods were brutal; he used a steel pipe to beat the victim, causing permanent disability.
In 1997, at the age of 29, he was given an additional two years in prison for causing serious injury to a fellow inmate in a serious fight.
He was released from prison in June 1998 after serving his sentence.
Tu Jianxiong suffers from severe antisocial personality disorder, accompanied by serious violent tendencies and sadistic traits. He lacks empathy, disregards life and social norms, has no family or friends, and lives a solitary life. After his release in June 1998, he showed no signs of repentance and instead became even more depraved. While in prison, he was exposed to a large amount of video material depicting violence and crime from abroad, and developed a tendency to imitate and idolize it. From September 1999 onwards, he committed a series of heinous murders against innocent passersby in Yancheng City and the surrounding areas, totaling six cases. The methods were extremely cruel and exhibited clear imitative and ostentatious characteristics.
Finally, in December 2000, when he committed his seventh crime, police arrived in time and shot him dead. However, two police officers were killed in the pursuit.
When the criminal file came to mind, Jiang Ling finally realized that the series of crises that had plagued her like a nightmare for days, making it hard for her to breathe, had finally come to a complete end.
If it weren't for Qian Darong's intervention, and if Jiang Ling hadn't discovered the clues in time, Tu Jianxiong, this lone demon, would have murdered six innocent people, as well as... two police officers.
Preventing crime is the right thing to do!
At least, she saved three civilians and two police officers.
Although no one will reward her for this, Jiang Ling's long-standing self-doubt has completely vanished, leaving only gratitude, perseverance, and relief.
Liang Jiushan was carefully lifted onto a stretcher by medical staff, ready to be sent to the hospital for further treatment and suturing. Before getting into the ambulance, he tried to lift his head and search for Jiang Ling's figure in the chaotic crowd. He saw her standing next to the police car with a pale face, staring blankly at Tu Jianxiong's body.
Liang Jiushan slowly extended his hand to her and softly called out, "Sister Ling."
Jiang Ling came to her senses, walked to the ambulance, and held Liang Jiushan's hand tightly, her fingertips a little cold: "Take care of yourself and get well soon."
Liang Jiushan gripped her cold fingers tightly with his own, as if trying to convey some strength and warmth to her: "Okay, wait for me."
The police lights silently rotated and flashed, their red and blue beams alternating to illuminate the chaotic yet orderly scene of the cleanup on Xuefu Road, reflecting the different expressions on everyone's faces—solemn, relaxed, tired, and vigilant.
Jiang Ling stood alone by the roadside, the evening breeze ruffling her loose hair, bringing a touch of coolness.
Li Qiuyun walked to her side and handed her a bottle of mineral water with the cap unscrewed. Her tone was filled with relief and barely concealed amazement: "It's finally over, Director Jiang. That was really... too close. Tu Jianxiong is too cunning, taking advantage of the environment and feints. Fortunately, the sniper reacted quickly. Liang Jiushan's reaction and evasion were also really fast, otherwise..."
Jiang Ling took the water and mechanically took a sip. The icy liquid slid down her dry throat, making her slightly more awake. She took a deep breath of the cool night air, nodded, but her gaze drifted into the distance, looking at the dark night sky that still shrouded the city. Her tone was complex yet firm: "Yes, it's over."
That night, with zero accidental injuries and only one minor injury, the Yancheng police successfully killed the extremely dangerous and murderous criminal Tu Jianxiong, and arrested Qian Darong, the main suspect in the serial murder case. The series of copycat murders that shocked the world and caused social panic were declared completely solved.
The news was met with great joy.
Beyond the joy of victory, Jiang Ling felt a profound and indescribable sense of responsibility. Solving the case only ended the immediate crisis, like extinguishing a raging fire. But how did this fire start? Did the dark breeding grounds for evil still exist? How did Qian Darong slide from a delinquent youth into the abyss? Could each link—family, school, society—have done more, or done better?
Her early warning system can detect data anomalies, but can it detect the evil thoughts that are quietly growing deep in people's hearts?
She recalled the mountains of files in the archives of her past life; behind each name was a broken family and a tragic life.
Reborn, Jiang Ling, through her foresight and hard work, prevented many tragedies from happening.
Prevention is better than cure.
But the path to crime prevention is far more difficult and complex than Jiang Ling imagined.
Crime prevention requires not only advanced technology and keen insight, but also in-depth research into the social roots of crime and the complexities of human nature. It also requires long-term and collaborative efforts from multiple sectors, including families, education, communities, and the legal system.
Tonight, she can temporarily set aside her burdens and feel a sense of relief at the victory before her. But Jiang Ling knows that as a police officer dedicated to protecting the peace of this city, her work is far from over.
The road ahead remains long and arduous.
Having gone through all this ordeal, her inner conviction not only remained unshaken, but became clearer and firmer—even if evil cannot be eradicated, even if the path to prevention is full of thorns, the pursuit of light and justice, and the protection of life and peace, should never stop, and should never be abandoned.
October has arrived.
As the 50th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China approaches, the streets and alleys of Yancheng City are already enveloped in a strong festive atmosphere. Brand new national flags hanging on the lampposts along the main road flutter in the wind, shop windows along the street are covered with celebratory slogans, and the huge "Happy National Day" flower bed in the square is colorful.
As night falls, neon lights flicker, outlining the city's new silhouette. Pedestrians throng the streets, their faces beaming with anticipation for the future and peaceful smiles. After the terrifying series of murders that occurred before the holiday, this long-lost, solid atmosphere of tranquility seems all the more precious.
Amidst this peaceful atmosphere, the Municipal Public Security Bureau's Criminal Investigation Detachment and Technical Data Center celebrated a joyous occasion: Liang Jiushan had recovered from his injuries and returned to the team. The scars on his legs hadn't completely faded, but his steps were already steady. A crisp police uniform replaced his usual suit, making him appear even more upright. The sharpness of his business elite days had faded from his brows, replaced by a more composed and responsible demeanor.
The data center office was already filled with jubilation.
Li Zhenliang stepped forward first, laughing loudly, and patted him heavily on the shoulder: "Good lad! Well done! Now our team is even more powerful."
Liu Haoran handed over a cup of hot tea, his eyes behind his glasses crinkling into slits as he smiled: "Welcome home, Jiu Shan. From now on, we'll be counting on you for any technical challenges."
Zhou Wei busied himself stuffing the washed fruit into his hands, his honest face full of joy: "That's right, that's right, it's good that you're back. Now our data analysis and on-site arrest can be perfectly combined."
Amidst the laughter and chatter, Liang Jiushan's gaze swept over the crowd and landed on Jiang Ling by the window. She smiled gently as she watched the lively scene before her.
Liang Jiushan walked slowly to her side and looked out the window with her.
Outside the window, Yancheng, bathed in the golden sunset, is vibrant and full of hope. Traffic flows smoothly and orderly, and the faint sounds of children's laughter can be heard. They stand side by side, silent yet perfectly in sync, as if they can sense the same beliefs and convictions within each other.
Jiang Ling turned her head and met Liang Jiushan's gaze. The two smiled at each other, a thousand words unspoken.
The many obstacles of the past and the long journey ahead have, at this moment, transformed into a silent vow to walk side by side.
But their journey did not end in Yancheng. Their ideals, like sparks, gradually grew into a prairie fire.
In 2000, due to the successful implementation of the early warning system and their outstanding performance in a series of major cases, Jiang Ling and his core team, including Li Zhenliang, Liu Haoran, Zhou Wei, and Liang Jiushan, were transferred to the Provincial Public Security Department to lead the establishment of the Provincial Crime Prevention and Analysis Center, promote the Yancheng experience to the whole province, and build a crime early warning network with wider coverage and faster response.
In 2010, Jiang Ling's team successfully provided early warning and assisted in cracking a major cross-provincial series of crimes using their cross-regional crime prediction model, earning them a collective first-class merit award. Soon after, the team's core members were transferred to the Ministry of Public Security, with Jiang Ling becoming the first director of the newly established Crime Prevention Division, and Liang Jiushan and others becoming the backbone of the division.
Since then, the concept and technology of crime prevention have been centered on the Ministry of Public Security, deeply integrating national data resources and closely linking with data centers in various provinces and cities, radiating an invisible safety net to every corner of the land.
They are no longer just pursuers of criminals, but also guardians who plan ahead, dedicated to nipping evil in the bud and protecting the hard-won peace in the world.
We pray for a vast and prosperous land, where the seas are calm and the rivers are clear.
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