In the Archives Information Management Office, Qin Yu said to a young civilian police officer: "Help me transfer the suspect's file."

"Okay, Team Qin." The policeman nodded: "What is the number?"

"The number is not recorded." Qin Yu turned around and looked at Zhu Wei and asked, "Tell him the date."

"The shooting case of Nanqiao Hutong in the jurisdiction of 3.11, and the shooting case of idle people in the social circle in Pingdao District of 3.25." Zhu Wei said the date briefly at the civilian police officers.

"The suspect's name."

"There is no surname, nickname is Anzai, and this word should be included in his name." Zhu Wei replied with his shoulders in his arms.

"Okay, wait." The civilian police officer immediately opened the backend of the Songjiang police system, and then entered his police number and password. In the big database, he searched for less than two minutes and then found the result: "An Zhengxiong, male, 24... Viagra, look at the photos, is it him?"

"He is a fugitive from two shootings on March 11 and March 25?" Qin Yu asked.

"Yes, according to the arrested personnel, their guns and sons were bought in An Zhengxiong's hands." The policeman nodded.

"That's him." Qin Yu replied immediately: "Print out his information for me, and then you can help me check whether An Zhengxiong and Wu Tianyin have ever served their sentences in a prison."

"Which Wu Tianyin?"

"Just kill the one from Guo Xing." Zhu Wei reminded him.

"I understand." The civilian police officer went to retrieve information again.

...

About twenty minutes later, all the detailed information of An Zai was printed out.

Qin Yu, Lao Mao and Zhu Wei returned to the office and began to read it carefully.

An Zhengxiong, male, 24 years old, was sentenced to five and a half years in prison for reselling shortage supplies and causing serious injury. He was 17 years old when he was in the crime and had already reached the adult law of District 9 (the age of 16 is required to bear criminal responsibility), but the adult sentence regulations were not completed. Therefore, after serving one year in the Shaoguan Training Brigade, he was transferred to prison to continue serving his sentence, and was detained in the same cell as Wu Tianyin.

Since An Zai was on the line for two gun-related cases and the previous police officers investigated him, the following information is relatively complete.

According to the records of several police officers, although An Zhengxiong's residence is located in Pingdao District, he has long since he was released from prison. He has never looked for his parents and only hang out on the ground. However, there are clear records that during his sentence, his cousin who runs a small daily necessities company in the city frequently saved him many times for the prison coins. However, after An Zai left the district, he also broke off contact with him.

Qin Yu looked at the information, frowned and smoked, and asked, "The file says that this kid was making a fuss in Erlonggang. What's the situation there? Can we catch it?"

"No." Zhu Wei shook his head and replied: "Erlonggang is backing, and the living area is very inconcentrated. In addition, the public security situation is very chaotic along the highway there, just like Sankanzi and the King of Hell jump. So the local garrison is a little bit of face there. We want to go in and arrest people. That's a fantasy. If it doesn't make a fuss, people dare to fuck you with cannons."

Qin Yu was so sad when he heard the sound: "Let's not mention Wu Tianyin's case, let's talk about the shooting of Lao Yang. The clue at present is these few pieces. If you can't catch the one who sells the sound, you can't find who the gunman is."

"Yes, this Anzai is very important." Zhu Wei nodded.

The old cat blinked his eyes and said with a very smart head: "What about changing your thinking?"

"What's the idea?" Qin Yu asked along the way.

"We may not be able to find out, but what about the people on the ground?" Lao Mao was still a little anxious at the critical moment: "The ones who sell loud and use loud are wearing pairs of pants. I think you can ask Uncle Zi for this matter. After all, as soon as the second son and Dayang entered, he was the hottest boss on the black street ground!"

"Bang!"

After hearing this, Qin Yu excitedly hit Lao Mao with a big neck: "You really are my little Zhuge."

The old cat was confused for a while and immediately cursed with a squinted look: "You hit me again?"

"Bang!"

Zhu Wei slapped him from the side and said excitedly: "Hey, Lao Mao, I think I can ask Uncle Zi to talk to An Zai, just ask him who bought this Zid in March, but our original intention is not to touch him, what do you think?"

"I think it's OK." The old cat touched his head, nodded and agreed.

"Okay, that's it. I'll call Uncle Zi." Qin Yu nodded.

"Bang!"

The old cat was very revengeful and thrust a big ear thunder: "You are so thrust at a glance!!"

"You're on the horse..." Qin Yu raised his foot and was about to kick him.

"Bang!"

The old cat turned around and whipped Zhu Wei's head, and ran away: "I'll get some food."

...

In a three-story single-family building on a commercial street in Songjiang City, Kaiyuan District, Jin Yuting is working with James.

On the first floor downstairs, more than a dozen European middle-level teams who came from Fengbei were drinking and having fun. These blonde and blue-eyed Russians would never work when they were resting.

These middle-level cadres all conducted risk assessments and professional reviews of Songjiang investment projects. To put it bluntly, James' final decision to invest was all the solutions, so Xiaoxing was really similar to his ancestors. Not only did he control food, accommodation, gifts, but he also controlled prostitution, gambling, and even bought some "neurological drugs"...

Outdoor interior of the car.

Fu Xiaohao smoked and said softly: "I feel like the golden rain is going to stop and I can leave tonight."

"Yes, ordinary women suffer, and this famous woman is not easy either." Ding Guozhen said a little sadly: "I feel quite uncomfortable when we are in our own land, letting people plough the ocean."

Fu Xiaohao was speechless: "You are talking a lot now?"

While the two were chatting nonsense, two vans suddenly stopped at the front door of the three-story building. Then two men led a dozen fashionable and sexy girls to get off the car together.

"Fuck!" Ding Guozhen exclaimed: "It seems like I can watch some shows again tonight."

"Yes, a lot of people have come," Fu Xiaohao nodded: "It should be a party."

"...Hey, hey, look at the one wearing a white down jacket... it's so exciting." Ding Guozhen's saliva was almost leaking: "Brother Yu gave me this job, which is really not something that anyone can do. The key... You are anxious to do, but you can't do it."

"Don't talk nonsense." Fu Xiaohao lowered his head and glanced at his watch: "I guess they were going to have a party all night. I'll ask two people to change their duties later. Let's eat something, otherwise we can't stand it."

"I won't go, I'm going to find a place to release it." Ding Guozhen shook her head.

...

More than twenty minutes later, two brothers on the ground of Tuzha Street rushed over and replaced Ding Guozhen and Fu Xiaohao.

In a little while.

Ding Guozhen came to a store with colorful lights in sweat.

"Come on, brother, what business is it?" a young man at the door stood up and asked.

"Police requisition." Ding Guozhen said imitating the tone of the Russians.

The young man was stunned: "Stop...what are you requisitioning?"

“Go upstairs and requisition alone.”

"Ah, then you just want to play! This scared me, I thought you were missing a trap." The young man smiled and turned around and shouted, "Come on, stand in a row and let the eldest brother pick it."

Ding Guozhen glanced around the house: "Is there any better one? It's hard for me to requisition it."

The young man pondered for three seconds and responded wisely: "Come on, turn off the lights and let the elder brother re-recruitment."

...
Chapter completed!