Major Crimes Unit Starts with Police Academy Students

Chapter 252 Each side has its own version of events

In situations like this, it's usually handled by a senior officer with law enforcement authority, accompanied by a trainee officer or auxiliary police officer, who can coordinate the situation. The local security team can typically resolve the issue.

Moreover, this kind of incident is a hot potato.

If the coordination fails, while waiting for the follow-up phone call to rate the person who reported the incident, they might be unhappy and directly select "unsatisfactory."

That would lower their satisfaction score, making it a thankless task.

Wu Mingcheng and the others walked to the corner and put the standard police equipment, commonly known as the "nine small pieces," hanging on the hooks around their waists.

Then pull a diagonal strap over your shoulder to hold the "nine small items" hanging from your waist.

Then, Wu Mingcheng hung a body camera from the table onto his shoulder insignia.

Several veteran police officers nearby couldn't help but chuckle a few times after seeing what the newcomers, Wu Mingcheng and the others, were doing.

Actually, this is standard equipment for responding to a call. In principle, one should wear this set of gear when responding to a call.

However, for minor incidents like this, most police officers simply go out with their body cameras; there's no need for such a hassle.

However, Wu Mingcheng carried out all his operations according to basic standards, without any compromise.

Li Dawei and the others probably didn't violate the basic standards much because they were beginners.

However, Wu Mingcheng felt that regardless of the size of the incident, police officers should carry equipment whenever they were dispatched.

Because you never know what might happen along the way, or whether the case might take a turn for the worse.

However, in the eyes of many veteran police officers, Wu Mingcheng's actions showed that he was a complete rookie.

After they had all been taken care of, Chen Xincheng spoke up.

"Let's go,"

After saying that, Chen Xincheng and Zhang Zhijie led the way and jogged out the door, with Wu Mingcheng and the others following closely behind.

The two of them, along with Wu Mingcheng, Li Dawei, Xia Jie, and two others, got into a police car and headed to the location where the report was filed.

Meanwhile, after Chen Xincheng and his group arrived at the scene, police sirens sounded a few times.

The noisy crowd quickly parted to make way for the police.

A seven or eight-year-old girl who was watching the commotion shouted excitedly when she saw the police car.

"Look! The police are here!"

The grandmother, who was with the little girl, was also an elderly resident of the Jiulihe area and was already used to these kinds of police responses.

She said it directly.

"What good is it for the police to come? In these kinds of situations, they can only offer some advice; they don't really have any good solutions."

Chen Xincheng walked to the fruit stand, took out his notebook to take notes, and asked aloud,

"Hello, who called the police?"

Yang Shu quickly turned on his body camera and began filming from behind.

At that moment, a plump woman who had just come out of a fruit shop rushed up to Chen Xincheng.

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She said loudly,

"It was me, I called the police,"

Zhang Zhijie, who was standing nearby, also inquired.

"Boss lady, what's going on?"

The woman, who looked to be in her late forties, spoke up.

"It's like this, these are the people who bought fruit from my shop."

I was probably a bit busy at the time, so I didn't notice that I received a counterfeit 100-yuan bill.

Officers, as you all know, it's not easy for us small business owners.

For us, that hundred yuan is basically half a day's net profit.

"How much will our fruit shop lose if we accept this counterfeit bill?"

Chen Xincheng looked up at the three people standing beside him and asked again,

"Who did you just say was using counterfeit money?"

The proprietress was spitting as she spoke, clearly very anxious; her face was even turning red with urgency.

She pointed to the three people standing next to her and said,

"It was those three. Although things were a bit busy just now, they were the only three who used 100-yuan bills."

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I'm certain that this counterfeit money was used by one of them.”

Upon hearing the proprietress's words, the three men immediately objected and began to argue back.

One of the women, a young woman in her early twenties, puffed out her full chest and said angrily,

"Sister, I'm just trying to be nice by buying some fruit from you. Please don't wrong an innocent person like me. How could you do this?"

The other person also said,

"Oh, you received counterfeit money and you're blaming us? I just came to buy some fruit, okay?"

And what happened? You accused us of being scammers using counterfeit money, and now you won't let us leave? What did I do to deserve this?

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Seeing that the crowd was starting to get noisy, Wu Mingcheng quickly stepped forward to persuade them.

"Alright, you guys, calm down and tell us slowly. We definitely won't wrong an innocent person,"

Wu Mingcheng remained calm and composed, quickly scribbling away, unaffected by the noisy surroundings.

Meanwhile, Li Dawei, Zhao Jiwei, and the others stood there dumbfounded, unsure of what to do.

At this moment, another tall, thin man, who looked somewhat like a migrant worker,

He had a cigarette dangling from his lips, exhaling smoke intermittently, and a disgruntled expression on his face.

He said very impatiently.

"Sir, it's not that I care about money; this amount is really nothing."

To be honest, 100 yuan isn't much to me; I can earn that in a day carrying bricks on a construction site.

But we're not scammers, you can't just pin everything on us, can you?

Wu Mingcheng found the man's words somewhat amusing.

One hundred yuan was clearly his daily wage, but the way he said it made it sound like it was worthless to him.

Chen Xincheng looked at the last, slightly overweight middle-aged man and asked again,

"So, sir, is there anything you'd like to say?" (Door)

Chapter 253 Helpless

The slightly overweight man shrugged and said with a wry smile,

"What can I say? If you police officers are capable of solving the case, then just solve it."

Then, he shrugged and continued,

"Anyway, everyone has their own opinion now. I have plenty of time, and I'm not in a hurry. I can wait as long as it takes."

But you'd better consider that guy who's going to work on the construction site; he's in a rush to move bricks.”

Upon hearing this, the fruit shop owner immediately became agitated, pulled out a fruit knife, and pointed it at the three people.

She threatened verbally,

"Until this matter is resolved, let's see who dares to leave. None of you are allowed to leave."

Anyway, the counterfeit money was given by one of you. "640," why don't you each contribute a little money to make up the hundred yuan?

As soon as the landlady said that, the construction worker who had just made those boastful remarks was the first to object.

He said directly,

"What? You wish! One hundred yuan is enough for me to smoke more than twenty packs of cigarettes. It's not like I gave you counterfeit money. Why should I compensate you?"

At this moment, the slightly overweight man also spoke up.

"Exactly, why should we? If you're so capable, why don't you get the police to solve this case?"

Seeing this, Zhang Zhijie quickly stopped him.

"Big sister, put the knife down first, don't rush,"

Chen Xincheng was at a loss for what to do and didn't know how to resolve the situation.

Judging from the proprietress's attitude, this matter had to be resolved on the spot; otherwise, no one was allowed to leave.

The only solution that Xia Jie, Li Dawei, Yang Shu, and the others could think of was to first calm down the landlady.