Binjiang Police Affairs-Chapter 354 - 251: How Did the Gun End Up in Your Hands? _2
Chapter 354: Chapter 251: How Did the Gun End Up in Your Hands? _2 freewebnσvel.cѳm
"Is it really true, are you sure it came from our factory?"
"If there wasn’t evidence, would Director Liu, Master Jiang, and Xiao Shao bother you two late at night?"
"A few guns, were there... were there any casualties?"
Old Liu was about to brush it off by claiming that the case was still under investigation when footsteps were heard outside.
Then, a fifty-something man in Economic Police uniform burst in, roaring as he entered: "Shi Shengyong, have you eaten the courage of bears and leopards, daring to arrest my people and seal my door? Are you trying to rebel or seize power?"
Reeking of alcohol, it was truly unbearable, causing Han Yu to subconsciously cover his nose.
Shi Shengyong was just lifting his head when the newly arrived man rushed over and grabbed his shoulder: "Do you think you’re Xu Sanye, daring to run wild in our Four Factory? I’m putting it here, today, everyone who came here won’t be allowed to leave."
"Director Feng, we are here to handle a case, please cooperate."
"To handle a case, right? If you’re here for a case, you’re asking for our assistance, and no matter what the case is, procedures are needed. Do you have a detention warrant, a request for assistance, or a letter of introduction?"
"I don’t need your assistance, I just need your cooperation!"
Shi Shengyong grabbed his arm, twisted it forcefully, and with a loud slam, pressed the drunk Director Feng onto the conference table like capturing a fugitive.
Secretary Xue was stunned.
Director Qian couldn’t believe what was happening before his eyes, hastily saying: "Director Shi, what are you doing? Let him go quickly."
Having always been ridiculed by someone surnamed Feng in the past few days, Shi Shengyong would not miss this chance for revenge, pressing down Director Feng firmly, and yelled fiercely: "Feng Biguo, listen clearly, I’m indeed not Xu Sanye. If Xu Sanye were here, he would have handcuffed you and sent you to the detention center already! You’re ungrateful, and you even dare to fight with me!"
"Send me to the detention center... What... What did I do?"
"What did you do, you really don’t know?"
"What do I know and not know, Shi, keep your mouth clean and let go of my hand."
Shi Shengyong let go of him, glaring at him with an eye as if looking at an idiot, and scolded without giving any faces: "You booze-filled fool, it’s fine if you want to screw your own life, but you dragged the factory leadership and even us all into this mess with your damn actions!"
The doors of the Police Department were blocked, and people were arrested.
Just now, he was restrained in front of the factory leaders.
Feng Biguo felt utterly humiliated and roared furiously: "How did I screw things up, who have I dragged down? Shi, clarify your words!"
"Director Liu, let him see."
"Okay."
Liu Xinmin opened his bag, took out the Wusi Pistol that was confiscated that night, adeptly removed the magazine, thought for a moment, slid open the chamber to ensure there was no bullet, then gently placed it on the conference table.
Shi Shengyong grabbed Feng Biguo again, turned around, and pointed at the gun on the table: "Take a good look, whose gun is this?"
Feng Biguo was stunned for a moment, muttering: "They all look the same, how can I tell whose it is."
"Don’t know whose it is? I can tell you, the gun leaked from your Police Department."
"Our gun?"
"If it’s not yours, is it mine?"
"How could our gun end up in your hands?"
Losing a gun is a serious matter.
If it fell into the hands of criminals and they committed a crime with it, that would indeed alarm the central government.
Realizing the gravity of the situation, Secretary Xue even dared to confirm that they wouldn’t have been sought out without reason, and was so infuriated that his teeth itched, stood up and strode over, grabbing Feng Biguo and slapped him hard.
"You didn’t even know the gun was missing, and you have the gall to ask, how on earth did you serve as the chief!"
"Secretary Xue, I... I... I really didn’t know."
"What else do you know besides drinking?"
How could such a muddle-headed guy be promoted as the chief of the Police Department, and now the trouble is big.
If the criminals used this gun to kill someone, just as Director Shi of the Police Station had just mentioned, the entire factory committee would suffer.
Secretary Xue was so angry he became dizzy and couldn’t even stand steadily.
Director Qian quickly supported him and shouted outside: "Xiao Yang, go quickly to Secretary Xue’s office and get his blood pressure medicine, hurry."
The blood pressure skyrocketed, now they knew fear.
Shi Shengyong glanced at Feng Biguo who had just been slapped, then turned to Secretary Xue and Director Qian: "Leaders, our parent office would prefer if the matter could be resolved within Linghai or even Binjiang, rather than escalating to East Sea or Changhang Police Bureau, and definitely not to the provincial level or the Capital."
"Exactly, exactly, Director Shi, what do we need to do now, how can our factory cooperate?"
"Old Feng surely can’t remain as the chief of the Police Department any longer, please arrange someone else from the leadership to cooperate with our investigation."
Director Qian promptly said: "No need to arrange for someone else, I will take personal responsibility."
The once high-ranking factory director now lowered his posture so much.
Shi Shengyong felt a satisfaction inside and seizing the moment, continued: "Now there are three things to do. First, check the firearm and ammunition management ledger, tally the firearms and ammunition to see if they match up. After all, Changhang Police only confiscated one gun and five bullets, it’s not certain how many were actually leaked."
"Okay, I will accompany you to the Police Department later."
"Second, the criminal who stole the Police Department’s firearms and ammunition confessed that before committing the crime, he tried firing a shot in the paddy fields of Group Six in Four Factory Village. Since bullets are accounted for, whether it was just a test shot or a shooting, no one knows. We must organize forces to search, see if we can find any shell casings or bullets."
"No problem, I’ll make arrangements later."
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