Chapter 101 If There Was No Jian Ruochen
Jian Ruochen fixed his gaze and looked straight at Zhang Xingzong.
The dim street lights made those amber eyes look particularly captivating.
Zhang Xingzong scratched his messy hair and smiled stupidly, "But from the time we took over to the broadcast, there were only people from Group A. How did the news get out?"
Guan Yingjun turned his head and followed Jian Ruochen's gaze, staring at Zhang Xingzong. His cold eyes were filled with the prospect of a storm, "Do you know what you are doing?"
Zhang Xingzong’s Adam’s apple rolled.
Only then did he realize the hidden meaning of his words and actually began to doubt his brother who had been through thick and thin with him.
They have worked together for five years and underwent rigorous background checks when they joined the team.
Even before Jian Ruochen joined the group, the members of the group did not interact much in private.
But they have experienced failure and success together.
Having been through thick and thin together, they should have built up an unbreakable trust.
At this moment, in his heart, the trust between them was completely shattered because of a videotape!
Zhang Xingzong broke out in a cold sweat, and suddenly realized the intention of the person behind the scenes to leak the news that "Jian Ruochen has watched the videotape".
Not only does he want to silence the person who assigned his men to shoot the video, he also wants to use this move to undermine the trust between the members of the serious crime team!
A light breeze blew across my face, bringing with it the spring drizzle. The air gradually cooled, carrying the drizzle into the crime scene where tiny sparks were still visible.
The firefighters, still working with water guns, cheered: "It's raining!"
"Very good!"
"Is the probability of re-ignition still high? Is there a possibility of a second explosion?"
"The fire should not reignite. As for the second explosion... we can only pray that it rains harder and the gas leaks out more."
"Have all the people trapped under the floor been rescued?"
"We have completed the rescue. We have verified the number of people based on the testimonies of the survivors. Everyone is safe."
The rising sound waves mixed with slightly cool water vapor hit Zhang Xingzong's forehead.
He shuddered, stood at attention, and whispered to himself, "Sir Guan, I'm sorry."
The coldness in Guan Yingjun's eyes faded a little, "Have you figured it out?"
Zhang Xingzong's guilt turned into anger at being plotted against.
Jian Ruochen looked at his clenched fist and suddenly said, "Go and call the others."
The most optimistic and upright person in Group A is Zhang Xingzong. He has thought this way, and he doesn't know what others who are more sensitive will think, so it would be better to call them over and talk together.
Zhang Xingzong nodded silently, and rarely showed the energy to go to the crime scene to call for help.
Guan Yingjun quietly looked at his back, fumbled in his coat pocket, took out a cigarette box with only two cigarettes left, took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, bit the filter, but did not light it.
The rain is getting heavier.
He bit the filter twice, and finding it useless, he took it off and threw it into the trash can beside him. Taking advantage of the cover of the ambulance nearby, he lowered his head and sniffed the side of Jian Ruochen's neck, then quickly raised his head.
Jian Ruochen glanced sideways and saw that he was holding his breath for a while before exhaling, as if he was smoking. His frown relaxed.
He couldn't help laughing, "Sir Guan, what do I smell like?"
"Yes..." Before Guan Yingjun could finish his answer, he heard the sound of busy footsteps.
Zhang Xingzong brought his men back.
Liu Sizheng and Huo Mingxuan stood in front of Guan Yingjun, "Sir Guan, you called us?"
Guan Yingjun responded and stood more relaxed. "Zhang Xingzong just mentioned that since the people above are eager to kill Park Yongsheng to silence him, it means that he knows that someone has shown the videotape to Jian Ruochen. What do you think?"
Zhang Xingzong had an awkward expression, the mesh of his sneakers arched slightly, and his ten toes dug into the ground tightly.
It was awful, I felt like I was being executed in public.
Liu Sizheng, Huo Mingxuan and others hesitated for a moment.
Jian Ruochen understood immediately.
To put it bluntly, every criminal police officer will subconsciously think of this. This is their professional instinct and thinking inertia.
The person behind the scenes has obviously figured it out.
But the people behind the scenes didn't expect that Guan Yingjun was a really stubborn person.
Whether it is doubt or belief, I am quite "faithful to the end".
The execution videotape is of no use to Group A of West Kowloon, but for the people behind the scenes, it is a powerful weapon to alienate the members of Group A.
Jian Ruochen thought about the wording and said, "It's impossible for us to have problems with our own people."
He found a rather relaxed posture, leaning against the wall of the ambulance. "Since it's not our own fault, then there must be something wrong with the source of the videotape."
Liu Sizheng, Huo Mingxuan and others were suddenly confused by this move of "confirmation" and "diversion".
All the suspicions, doubts, struggles and hesitations turned into questions.
Huo Mingxuan: "What's the problem?"
Jian Ruochen said: "The source of the videotape is inconsistent with the force that recorded the execution ground video."
"Why do you say that?" Liu Sizheng felt like he was being scratched by a cat, and he was very anxious.
He always felt that he seemed to have grasped something, but when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't figure it out at all.
Seeing that the team members had made up their minds, Guan Yingjun said, "If the person who recorded the video knew that the tape would be circulated, why would he wait until Jian Ruochen had seen it before silencing him?"
Jian Ruochen continued, "Yes, Lu Qian died half a month ago, and the videotape was already recorded. If the person who ordered the uniformed police to record the video is the same person who gave me the videotape, then he could have done it even more covertly to silence him."
Zhang Xingzong suddenly realized, "That makes sense. If it's the same person, he could have easily silenced you before you watched the videotape."
At that time, all members of Group A were on vacation, and the case did not even reach Group A's hands.
Liu Sizheng and Huo Mingxuan opened their mouths slightly and nodded repeatedly, "According to this logic, the news that we have seen the videotape was leaked to the person who 'recorded' the videotape by the person who 'gave' us the videotape!"
Careful and vicious.
If there is no stabilizing force in Group A, the trust built up over the years may even plant a seed called "doubt" because of this incident.
Once trust is broken, it is difficult to repair it.
He has such a murderous heart!
Guan Yingjun said: "Only by finding out who ordered Park Yongsheng to record the video can we find the person who planned everything behind the scenes."
He held out his hand, "Have you finished recording the neighbor's interview statement? Let me see it."
"Okay, okay." Liu Sizheng hurriedly wiped the blue folder that was wet by the drizzle with his sleeve and handed it to Guan Yingjun.
Just now, it was like a hidden needle had been planted, and the uncomfortable feeling of estrangement disappeared completely in an instant.
Zhang Xingzong, Liu Sizheng, Huo Mingxuan and others looked at each other and their backs relaxed.
While Guan Yingjun and Jian Ruochen were looking at the documents, he walked aside and chatted in a low voice.
Zhang Xingzong: "Oh my God... You don't know, after I said that, the look in the eyes of Consultant Jian and Sir Guan... I thought I was doomed."
Liu Sizheng pursed his lips and said, "Fortunately you didn't hide it and said it out loud."
"Yeah..." Huo Mingxuan sighed, "If we don't talk about some problems, hidden dangers will be buried... But do you think Guan Sir has changed a lot?"
"Yes, a little bit." Liu Sizheng said with emotion.
"What has changed?" Zhang Xingzong took a piece of paper and wiped the sweat off his back. He looked like a macaque scratching its head on the monkey mountain. "It's still fierce."
Liu Sizheng: "...It's already very good. If it were in the past, when Guan Sir saw this kind of situation in the team, he would definitely disband it on the spot and investigate the case by himself."
Before Consultant Jian came, although Group A worked well together at work, they had little communication in private.
After Jian Ruochen came.
They drank afternoon tea together, made a fortune by robbing Team Z together, defused bombs together, and handled a case that had seen no progress for years.
It's only been half a year, but our relationship has made great progress and we have really become brothers who can talk about anything.
If it weren't for Jian Ruochen, the "divide and conquer" plan of the person behind the scenes might have really succeeded.
Liu Sizheng punched Zhang Xingzong on the shoulder and hooked his shoulder, "The little god of wealth is a little weird."
Zhang Xingzong threw the tissue he had used to wipe his sweat into the trash can and joked in a low voice: "How can you use a word like 'evil'? It's really disrespectful. I advise you to be more respectful."
On the edge.
Jian Ruochen and Guan Yingjun finished reading the interview statements.
Nothing particularly useful.
But three or four people mentioned that Park Yong-sheng and Liao Min were worried about their youngest son's elementary school place.
Park Young-seung's motive for recording the video is almost certain.
Yang Ningyu from the Fire Department walked over slowly, his army green shirt already soaked.
He pulled out the hem of his shirt and wrung out the water, then said in a hoarse voice, "Sir Guan, the fire is out now, but we are not sure what is going on inside. Gas explosions are very dangerous. Once there is a spark, there is a possibility of a secondary explosion. I suggest you go to the scene to search for evidence tomorrow. I will apply for uniformed police patrols and martial law to ensure the integrity of the scene."
Guan Yingjun glanced at the half-collapsed building and nodded, "Okay."
He took out the last cigarette from the box and handed it over. "Thank you for your hard work. I'll come at eight tomorrow morning."
Yang Ningyu took it and smiled: "OK. Waiting for you to take over."
His gaze fell on Jian Ruochen again.
This little consultant is amazing.
He made the decision very decisively. He spent 2 million yuan on a stranger without blinking an eye.
Jian Ruochen smiled and said, "Thank you Sir Yang for calling Sir Guan. We arrived in time and recorded the key confession."
Yang Ningyu raised his eyebrows, "It's my job."
The group said goodbye to each other and took the bus directly back home.
Guan Yingjun sent Jian Ruochen to the door, suppressed his desire to hold him tenderly, and urged him, "It rained today, go home and take a shower and change clothes first, don't catch a cold."
"Yeah." Jian Ruochen responded, hurriedly got out of the car and ran into the house.
The next day.
He was unable to go to the explosion site because he had to attend his 8 a.m. class.
Four o'clock in the afternoon, before the last class.
Jian Ruochen received a call from Guan Yingjun.
There was a sound of footsteps coming from the other side of the receiver.
The nurse yelled, "Give me an epinephrine shot!"
"Pacemaker! Quick, quick, quick."
Guan Yingjun's voice was mixed in, making it difficult to hear clearly: "Pu Yongsheng is in the ICU. He may not make it. Do you want to come over?"
Jian Ruochen's pupils suddenly shrank and he stood up abruptly.
Park Yong-seung must not die!
Once he died, all clues to the building bombing case were completely cut off!
But human life is so fragile...
No one except doctors can save people from the hands of death.
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When Jian Ruochen rushed to the hospital, the doctor had already issued a second critical illness notice.
Liao Min was in a bad mental state, her hair was a little messy, and she was crying as she looked at her husband in the emergency room.
The doctor said, "Mrs. Park, your husband needs a large amount of blood transfusion. His heartbeat has recovered, but his condition is not good. I suggest that you go to the ICU first."
Liao Min wiped the medical record in his hand and murmured, "My daughter needs amputation! Where can we get so much money?"
Jian Ruochen just took a step forward when he saw Guan Yingjun took out his bank card, "I'll pay for it. Saving people is more important."
The man said in a deep voice: "Go to the ICU immediately."
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