Chapter 130 I want to meet the person who hit me
Qin Yong looked at Lu Chuan standing in front of him, and he liked him more and more.
Since joining the police in June last year, Lu Chuan has continued to surprise Qin Yong.
As soon as I got to work, I caught a wanted criminal who had been wanted for twenty-eight years.
In fact, legally speaking, general cases have a prosecution period, most of which is twenty years.
For example, a suspect slashed a person twenty years ago, injured the person, and then ran away.
Twenty years later, no one may be looking at this case because it took too long. Even if the person is caught, the prosecution period has passed and no sentence can be imposed.
The main reason why there is such a thing as a prosecution period is from the perspective of limited judicial resources.
No matter where you are, police resources and other judicial resources are limited.
The occurrence of cases will not stop, so limited resources will focus on major cases, important cases, and nearby unsolved cases.
Some cases that have passed a long time and are not particularly egregious in nature have limitations on the prosecution period.
But not all cases have limitations on the prosecution period.
For example, there is no prosecution period for homicide cases, and there is no prosecution period for some robbery, arson and other cases with particularly serious impacts.
In the next six months, Lu Chuan's performance can be described as outstanding.
Directly participated in the investigation of many murder cases and provided extremely important clues and evidence.
Last year, Haizhou City's Criminal Investigation Detachment surpassed Tianzhou City's Criminal Investigation Detachment in terms of ability and achieved second place in the provincial and departmental annual rankings. It can be said that Lu Chuan contributed a lot.
And this time...
Lu Chuan has made great achievements again!
"Xiao Lu...not bad!"
Thousands of words turned into one sentence from Qin Yong.
Li Donglin's mood was like riding a roller coaster.
Although Qin Yong arranged this arrest operation, if something really happened, he could ignore it.
But as the leader of the task force, Qin Yong’s arrest plan was also approved by him.
If there are really casualties during the arrest...
Let’s not talk about the future, how to explain to the family of the deceased detective?
What if Lu Chuan didn't have a gun in his hand just now, or Lu Chuan didn't fire at the first time, or Lu Chuan's marksmanship wasn't accurate and he missed.
What are the consequences?
Lu Chuan was shot to death by Wu Congwen?
Surely, Wu Congwen shot Wang Shuai who was already lying on the ground?
Or, Wu Congwen randomly fired a few shots at the surrounding people.
There were people in the alley at that time. There were really going to be mass casualties...
Li Donglin felt that he did not have the courage to imagine the consequences.
It can be said that Lu Chuan's precise shot saved himself, Qin Yong, and Li Donglin.
"Xiao Lu...are you sure about that shot just now?"
Li Donglin meant that Lu Chuan's shot just now was blinded, or was it aimed at Wu Congwen? Gun wrist.
Lu Chuan nodded. With his basic on-site shooting skills, he was really not afraid of shooting: "At a distance of fifty meters, the bullets are all fired."
"Haha!"
Li Donglin laughed. Very happy: "Don't lie to me. When the case is settled, I will go to the shooting range to see how you hit the target."
Wu Congwen was arrested, but it does not mean that the case is over.
Judging from Wu Congwen’s background, life and work experience, he is definitely not the mastermind behind the scenes.
A killer at best.
However, the trial of Wu Congwen went very poorly.
No matter what I asked, Wu Congwen just refused to speak and said nothing.
Whether it was the killing of Wang Liang’s wife, Uncle Chen Gang or the Zhao Dong couple in Yumin Village.
Wu Congwen neither admitted nor denied it. In short, it was dragging.
"I want to see the policeman who injured me that day."
Three days after being arrested, Wu Congwen made his only request.
Now surveying the office.
Yang Sen still stubbornly used the bald pig hair brush to coil the twenty-eight yuan small leaf red sandalwood.
This thing is now coated with pulp. Last week Yang Sen went to the street stall for a walk.
It's on sale now for fifty-six yuan.
The price is doubled. Lao Bai hummed an excerpt from Peking Opera, and this time Lu Chuan understood that it was a scene from Farewell My Concubine.
Although Lu Chuan is still seconded to the task force, because Li Donglin and others have occupied several offices of the Haizhou Criminal Investigation Detachment and are stationed to handle cases and interrogate Wu Congwen, Lu Chuan can return to his own office.
At this moment, I am tending to the proud pot of anthurium in front of the window.
The green leaves are emerald green and the red leaves are bright red.
The stamens in the middle are strong and natural, which means they are proud of the world.
"Xiao Lu, word has spread in the team that your shooting skills are amazing!"
When Lu Chuan fired the gun that day, in addition to Wu Congwen seeing and feeling it, Wang Shuai also Saw it.
Ren Qiang upstairs also saw it.
Many criminal police officers who participated in the operation also saw it.
A shot, ten meters away, hit Wu Congwen’s gun-holding wrist.
It sounds easy, but only those who were involved in the mission at that time know how difficult it is to achieve this level in the face of a life-threatening moment.
Lao Bai also nodded: "When did you learn your marksmanship, why didn't we know?"
Lu Chuan put down the anthurium and grinned: "I masturbated when I was in college. It’s accurate. I later spent money to practice at a private shooting range in the provincial capital, and it’s no problem with ordinary guns.”
There is no such thing as a private shooting range in Haizhou City.
There are only two in the provincial capital, but they are very expensive.
The most common 5.6mm bullet costs thirty yuan, and the rest are getting more and more expensive.
A high-precision sniper rifle costs two thousand yuan per shot.
Don’t think this is expensive. The price of a high-precision sniper rifle itself is three to five million.
Each bullet costs two to three hundred yuan.
And high-precision sniper rifles have a service life. Generally speaking, few sniper rifles have a service life of more than a thousand rounds of bullets.
According to this calculation, plus site fees and labor costs, the cost of firing a sniper rifle bullet is about one thousand yuan.
It’s not outrageous to charge two thousand yuan for a shot.
However, there are hunting grounds in Haizhou City, and they use shotguns or air guns.
Can hunt free-range wild boars, rabbits, or farmed deer.
The price is not cheap either. It costs 10,000 yuan to kill a deer.
Rabbits are cheaper, 500 yuan for one.
Yang Sen and Lao Bai obviously also heard about the private shooting range in the provincial capital.
“It’s nice to have money.”
Lao Bai sighed sincerely.
Who says you can’t use money to make meritorious deeds? Isn’t this Lu Chuan an example?
This time, Lu Chuan turned the tide and made meritorious deeds.
Judging from Lao Bai’s experience, the second-class meritorious service may not have escaped.
Yang Sen sighed: "Well, it's really good to have money."
As he spoke, he silently pulled out a Chinese stick on his desk, lit it, and took a deep breath.
This thing... is indeed much better than the red plum.
Liu Guodong did not speak, but nodded silently.
Lu Chuan's shot saved not only the arrest operation, but also the futures of Qin Yong and Li Donglin.
In other words, rescue is not appropriate, because this time they were successfully captured, and the two of them also accumulated bonus points for further progress in the future.
Leaders never like people who are capable, but who don't make trouble for themselves.
If you want to talk about the person you like the most, then it’s not the person who makes trouble for you, but the person who can add glory to yourself.
Lu Chuan is obviously the one who adds color.
Ring ring ring.
While the four of them were chatting, the phone on Liu Guodong's desk rang.
"Huh? He wants to see Lu Chuan?"
(End of this chapter)