National Forensic Doctor

Chapter 1393: Chapter 1317: The Advantage Is Ours

The bubble tea kiosk on Binhe Road is about 10 square meters, with two employees inside bustling around like spinning tops. The eaves extend outwards, providing a temporary spot for guests to rest and wait.

Jiang Yuan and Liu Jinghui are positioned on the west side by the river, while a young couple is on the east side by the river, with the kiosk and two bubble tea employees in between.

Mu Zhiyang signaled to Wen Ming, and they circled around from the left and the right.

Both of them are armed. It’s not difficult to shoot the small-time hoodlums on the opposite side, but the key is to make sure no one is caught in the line of fire. Ideally, they should form a pincer movement from the left and right, emptying two handguns to flatten even two bears.

Mu Zhiyang also disengaged the safety lock.

At this moment, there’s no room for the game of two cops versus one suspect when the advantage is clearly ours.

As two armed officers, Mu Zhiyang and Wen Ming don’t even consider close combat a viable option. While the enemy situation is unclear, it’s confirmed that the opposite party is a suspect in a fatal beating case. Not using their guns would be giving the adversaries a chance to seize them.

Even with Jiang Yuan backing him up, Mu Zhiyang wouldn’t act recklessly, let alone if he were executing the mission alone.

Since they are armed and the opponent poses a substantial threat, the choice actually lies with the opponent. If they resist arrest, they get shot; if they kneel and beg for mercy, there’s a way out.

One step, two steps...

Mu Zhiyang maintained a pace similar to Wen Ming’s, rounding the kiosk from both sides and simultaneously shouting, "Police! Hands on your head, squat down!"

As Mu Zhiyang spoke, his finger was already on the trigger.

The young couple at the other end of the bubble tea kiosk, who were originally hugging, now clung tighter in fright.

Then, the boy with the distinct jawline turned pale.

He knew what he had done; he was already preparing to run. Naturally, he understood the gravity of the situation. If it weren’t for a lack of funds, he wouldn’t waste time deceiving girls here.

"Hands on your head! Squat down!" Mu Zhiyang’s voice was harsh, repeatedly issuing the two commands.

The sudden shock caused a buzzing in the mind, making it hard to hear others’ words, with chaotic thoughts floating in the brain.

Mu Zhiyang repeated it continuously, giving the other party a chance.

At the same time, given the unclear situation of the case, shooting this suspect now wasn’t the best choice, especially since he was holding an assumedly innocent girl.

Not only the boy with the distinct jawline but also the sweet-looking girl he was holding turned pale with fear, nervously peering around and pulling out her phone.

Wen Ming and Mu Zhiyang restrained themselves from emptying their magazines.

"Kneel down!"

When Mu Zhiyang shouted again, the young couple finally moved.

The boy slowly raised his hands, pulling the girl along in a panic, and finally knelt down.

The girl beside him also snapped back, pointing her phone at Mu Zhiyang and Wen Ming, questioning, "Why are you pointing a gun at us? I don’t know you, and we’re not bad people. What right do you have to point guns at us?"

"I’ll explain to you later!" Mu Zhiyang didn’t want to provoke them further. His primary concern was Jiang Yuan’s safety, fearing the two would act desperately and threaten Jiang Yuan. The rest didn’t matter. If the couple turned and ran, Mu Zhiyang might not even fire.

He held the gun mainly to prevent the other from charging at them. If they ran, there were plenty of policemen around the perimeter. It wouldn’t even reach the point of a wanted notice. An internal report from the task force would likely suffice to catch them.

Wen Ming stepped back a few paces, handed his gun over to Jiang Yuan, then took out his handcuffs and first cuffed the boy.

Seeing this, tears welled up in the girl’s eyes. With a sob, she pointed her camera at Wen Ming again, loudly saying, "I’m recording now, and I’ll post this online later..."

Wen Ming sighed with relief after cuffing the boy, hesitating slightly as he glanced at the fierce-looking yet timid girl, unsure of how to handle her.

At this point, Liu Jinghui stepped forward and called Wen Ming over, saying, "Cuff her too."

The girl was stunned. When both her arms were twisted, she immediately shouted, "The police are hitting us, help! Call the police, someone!"

There were already students passing by watching, who now quickly took out their phones.

Liu Jinghui, with considerable strength, cooperated with Wen Ming to easily cuff the girl. He then addressed the approaching students and the bubble tea employees, who also had their phones out, saying, "I’m a senior police officer from the provincial department. We’re investigating a murder case. Students, you can film, but if you post the video online, you must upload the full video, unedited."

"Why are you arresting me?" the girl struggled, seizing the moment when her fellow students were around, saying, "I haven’t done anything. On what grounds are you arresting me?"

Liu Jinghui pointed to the boy beside her and asked, "Are you with him?"

The girl hesitated for a moment and said, "What’s it to you if I am with him?"

Liu Jinghui nodded and told Mu Zhiyang next to him, "Note down that she admitted they are together."

Mu Zhiyang pretended to make a note.

The girl anxiously shouted, "We’re together, but not accomplices!"

"You’ll have time to explain the difference between ’together’ and ’accomplices’ at the station." Liu Jinghui waved again, and Wen Ming lifted the boy from the ground. With Mu Zhiyang, each escorted one of them, quickly leaving the scene.

Mu Zhiyang tucked his gun at his back and touched his bulletproof vest, feeling an intense sense of insecurity, regretting not bringing more people.

Fortunately, reinforcements arrived quickly.

The young couple encountered by Jiang Yuan and others naturally were sent to the interrogation center, where Meng Chengbiao personally took over.

Nevertheless, there was no immediate breakthrough.

The girl nearly broke down upon entering the interrogation center, not to mention she probably didn’t know much information.

The boy, though pale with fear, was knowledgeable about interrogations. He knew that once at the station, the most important thing was to get the first statement right, so he refused to admit to any murder charges and remained selectively truthful in answering Meng Chengbiao’s other questions.

In fact, regarding the final result, his first statement essentially invalidated most of his grounds for a reduced sentence. But in the short term, it didn’t immediately provide the task force with new leads. noveldrama

Theoretically, the task force had to keep operating until the case was considered closed.

However, Liu Jinghui didn’t take it seriously. He immediately sought out Wang Chuanxing and asked, "The guys we brought back, are they on the list? Do they include smartphone numbers that went through the crime scene?"

"Let me check... Yes, they’re in." Wang Chuanxing operated swiftly.

"Then add this condition in: list the smartphone numbers with them at the time and pull them up."

"I don’t have that authority. I’m writing up a request now," Wang Chuanxing said, beginning to fill out an application.

Soon, three names appeared before everyone.

"Three against one, feels more plausible? But why did they fight in the first place? Bullying?" Liu Jinghui checked the information on the three, discovering they were all students and all first-class.

"We’ll know when we bring them in for questioning," Jiang Yuan didn’t speculate. His approach was evidence-oriented.

Jiang Yuan was also among the first to see the evidence.

Two wounded right hands.

Fighting could also result in injury, especially when mimicking the head-hitting style from European and American movies; the hands’ skin would suffer severe damage.

Conversely thinking, such severe skin damage on one’s hands likely indicated involvement in the beating incident.