Chapter 243 Let’s take credit together

The Fu City policemen crowded into a pile, craned their necks and looked at the paper in Jiang Yang's hand.

"Last time I said there must be something wrong with this old boy, you must let him go!"

Some young police officers grumbled unconvinced.

"Who the hell doesn't know that he is a bad person? There is no evidence."

The captain of Fu City's criminal police touched his nose. He felt aggrieved too.

"Jiang Yang, you have made a great contribution!"

"Hurry up and tell me how to get the shrimp to open its mouth?"

"Yes, yes, yes, please teach us some tricks. You are so awesome. We have been following this person in Fu City for several years, but we can't find any evidence."

I'm afraid this can't be taught.

Jiang Yang smiled and said with a sloppy eye: "It's also a coincidence. Luo Shixia was afraid of spending his whole life in jail, so he explained clearly."

The law has always given preferential treatment to criminals who confess and receive leniency.

But it's not much better. It's just a sewing machine for a year or two.

"As long as I can catch Zhao Yan's pigtails."

The detective captain laughed.

There are many rules in the prison, and I don't know if the shrimp will come out intact.

"Now that all the witnesses and material evidence are available, let's see how the person surnamed Zhao can still deny it!"

The Fuzhou police were very happy.

Zhao Yan is related to a major case.

It’s definitely a career milestone when it’s done!

Everyone stared at Jiang Yang with bright eyes.

What kind of competition, let’s go on.

Now that Jiang Yang is the hot dog, how can he not achieve military success by following him? !

"In that case, let's strike while the iron is hot and go catch people now."

After saying that, the captain of the Fu City Criminal Police Team immediately called and contacted the team.

With his words, everyone was in high spirits and high spirits, and a lot of military achievements were waving to them from the front!

Following the address provided by Luo Shixia, Jiang Yang easily found Zhao Yan's hiding place.

This old boy is quite particular about where he hides.

No one would have thought that the boss of a big company would hide in an old shabby little street in the city.

There are rows of dilapidated small houses, and the people coming and going are the people at the bottom who are numb to life.

When more than a dozen police cars blocked all the entrances and exits of the community, everyone was shocked to realize that something was wrong.

"Damn it! What's going on here? There are so many police!"

"Oh, hey, go back quickly, it's so scary."

"Hey, that young man looks familiar. He's a bit handsome."

"You really have a crush on me, right?"

All kinds of migrant workers gathered together and laughed.

The moment Jiang Yang's cold gaze swept over him, he suddenly fell silent.

When he was gone, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"The leading police officer was so fierce, he almost scared me."

"Huh? Why are they all going to my building?"

More than fifty police officers divided into four groups and surrounded the building where Zhao Yan lived.

When it comes to apprehending such vicious people, everyone is always trembling with trepidation, fearing that even if they don't do a good job, they themselves will be caught.

But today is different, everyone's faces are full of excitement and joy.

With Jiang Yang here, I'm so scared!

Just lie down and do whatever you want!

This is also the reason why so many police officers came at once, and almost half of the city bureau was hollowed out.

Among them, there are several from other provinces and cities, which are euphemistically called "helping", but are actually taking "credit".

Jiang Yang, dressed in plain clothes but upright, rushed to the front.

According to the crime radar, there were about 200 red dots densely surrounding Zhao Yan.

These are the people he brought with him.

The building is six stories tall and has no elevator yet.

Each level has dozens of red dots.

"All the stairwells are blocked. The remaining people stay downstairs and keep an eye on them. Come out and catch them one by one!"

Jiang Yang immediately made arrangements.

"Okay! We listen to you!"

The policemen nodded and divided their duties.

Zhao Yan, who was drinking beer in the house, had no idea that a disaster was coming and was still enjoying the future with his brothers.

"After this batch of money is laundered, we will go to Haicheng."

"There are many rich people there, and there are also many fools."

"These idiots will obediently give me money to invest as long as I say a few words. Tsk, I really don't know how they got rich. With their brains, they are not much better than them? Hiccup!"

Zhao Yan held up the beer bottle and kept talking.

"Brother, you are right! Those people just have some background at home, nothing special about them."

"In two years, we will be the rich generation!"

The younger brothers praised him and made Zhao Yan feel refreshed.

"Hey, that's not it. Follow me and I will lead you to make a fortune and reach the top of your life!"

After Zhao Yan finished speaking, the younger brother by the window rubbed his eyes and said, "No, brother, why are there so many police cars downstairs?"

"What the hell, police! You must have been dazzled by drinking too much!"

"How can our eldest brother be caught by the police with his brains?"

After so many years of running amok, everyone has long been accustomed to Zhao Yan's cautiousness.

The police dare not take action without evidence, and the brothers usually act very steadily.

Never go to a high-spending position to expose your family background.

"...It seems like the police are really here?"

The little brother rubbed his eyes, rubbed his eyes again, and sat up straight in fear.

"Damn it, just come, I can still be afraid of a bunch of thieves!"

Zhao Yan laughed wantonly and didn't care.

Jiang Yang just arrived at the door. He raised his leg and kicked open the iron door with a cold snort.

"Police, stay down and don't move around!"

But no one listened to him.

"Look who this is, Officer Jiang Yang from Rongcheng? You are so loud, do you want to talk to me?"

Zhao Yan's face turned red from drinking, and his tongue was tied when he spoke.

"Is there something wrong? You said you have something to say?"

As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Yang's figure shook, and the next second he slapped Zhao Yan in the face.

The palm that seemed to weigh a thousand pounds slammed over fiercely, and Zhao Yan's skull was about to be smashed.

"Pah pah pah!"

Three consecutive slaps, Zhao Yan was slapped dizzy, and his head was buzzing.

"You, you can't arrest me! I am a good citizen!"

Zhao Yan fell to the ground with a "thump", and tried to quibble.

The younger brothers around him were scared.

Everyone who doesn't know the fierce policeman Jiang Yang knows his way of handling cases, and blood will be seen when he arrives.

There are timid people who want to run away immediately.

Unfortunately, the door had been blocked by the police. Jiang Yang stretched out his arm and knocked the man to the ground. Then, with two "cracks", he crushed the man's kneecap into powder.

"The police beat people!"

"We are good citizens! I want to report! I want to complain!"

Zhao Yan shuddered suddenly and was almost sober.

"Try to yell again."

Jiang Yang kicked him in the waist, kicked him out, and hit the wall heavily.

He rolled twice when he landed.

"You, you are finished!"

"I will sue you to death!"

"You broke into people's houses without evidence and beat people!"

"I want you to be out of the police force!"

Zhao Yan's face turned pale with pain, his face was burning, and his waist cramped when he moved a little.

He thought he handled it very cleanly and there was no way he could leave any clues.

But unlike what he expected, Jiang Yang didn't fall for it at all.

"I think I didn't beat him enough."