D F T F Chapter 142: Arrest.

On the way to Daxi Village, Zhang Ping contacted the local police station, and the police from the local police station came forward to contact the village head to help the members of the second group of the third team to Qingdao criminal investigation to arrest Meng Jing Dong. Then, he rushed to Daxi Village with a search warrant and a summons to the second group branch office of the Qingdao Third Criminal Investigation Team after his captain ordered his arrest.
Under the direction of the village head, Zhang Ping, Han Bin and the others rushed to Meng Jing Dong's house.
"Village head Chen, what is Meng Jing Dong's family situation? How is it?" asked Zhang Ping.
"I don't know Meng Jing Dong very well, but I'm from the same generation as his father. Their family's living conditions aren't very good. Old Chen is a very honest person, and I haven't heard anything messy about his son Meng Jing Dong."
Village head Chen in his 50s, with a big back, showed a curious look and asked: "Captain Zhang, what did Meng Jing Dong do?"
"We have regulations. Case details should be undisclosed, hope you understand."
"Understood, I understand that, but... ..." Village head Chen hesitated.
"Village head Chen, if you have something, just say it, don't worry too much," Zhang Ping encouraged.
"Meng Jing Dong has a situation, I wonder if you understand it?"
"What is the situation?"
"His legs aren't very good," village head Chen said.
"Could he drive even with bad legs?" Tian Li asked.
"He has a disability in his left leg, but his right leg is fine. He limps when he walks, and can barely drive," village head Chen said.
.......
Meng Jing Dong's home was located in the south of the village. The house looked very old; it only had two bedrooms on the north and one bedroom on the south, an iron door on the east side. They could see a van parked inside.
"Knock Knock..."
Village head Chen knocked violently on the door.
"Who is it?"
"I am Chen Wei Jun."
An old lady in her 60s came out, her hair was gray, her body was stooped, and she was very thin, showing a flattering look:
"Village head Chen, why are you here?"
"Is your son home?" Chen Wei Jun asked.
"Jing Dong is home. What can I do for you?" asked the old lady.
"They are comrades from the Public Security Bureau. They came to get your son Jing Dong to get information," Chen Wei Jun said.
The old lady looked surprised: "Finding my son Jing Dong. What did they want to know? What's the matter? What's the situation? What's wrong?"
"Old lady, don't worry, we just want to know something," Zhang Ping comforted.
"This..." The old lady had never seen anything in the world, and when she heard that the police wanted to find her son, she panicked.
"Mother, who came?" At this moment, a man's voice sounded from inside the house.
Then a man limped out, and next to him was a little girl, four or five years old, with a braid, thin and black.
“Are you Meng Jing Dong?” asked Zhang Ping.
"I am, how many people are here to find me?" Meng Jing Dong was a little surprised.
"We belong to the Anticrime Squad," Zhang Ping showed his policeman's ID card.
"Mr. Police officer, do you have anything to do with me?" Meng Jing Dong looked a little nervous.
"We suspect you have been involved in a robbery case and would like to ask you to accompany us to the police station to assist in the investigation."
"Theft case! How could I...?"
Meng Jing Dong raised his eyebrows, and his eyes widened, and his mouth opened slightly. It was a typical expression of surprise.
Han Bin watched the other party. Meng Jing Dong's expression was more surprised than fearful, indicating the other party did not know this in advance and did not believe that he participated in the robbery. Of course, that didn't mean he wasn't involved in the case at all, it's also possible that he borrowed the van and someone drove his van to commit the crime without his knowledge.
The above is Han Bin's speculations only, and the evidence shall prevail.
"This is a search warrant. We want to search your house. I hope you can cooperate," Zhang Ping waved his hand and led people into the yard of Meng Jing Dong's house.
The yard of Meng Jing Dong's house was in tatters, with only a three-foot-wide brick driveway, vegetables were growing in the mud, and old rotting things were piled on the walls.
"Mr. Police officer, there must be some misunderstanding here. Look at my legs, how can I possibly steal something," Meng Jing Dong said.
"We came to your home just to find out the case and prove your innocence," Zhang Ping said.
"But this case really has nothing to do with me," Meng Jing Dong was a bit anxious.
“My father is a good man,” shouted the little girl next door.
"Little sister, uncle also believes your father is a good person, but uncle is a policeman and has his own responsibilities. Please believe in uncle. He wants to find out the problem."
Zhang Ping squatted down and wanted to touch the little girl's head, but the little girl stepped back as if she was a little scared.
Han Bin walked by the van, carefully observing: "Meng Jing Dong, have you ever borrowed this van?"
“No,” Meng Jing Dong said firmly.
"Think about it."
"No."
Meng Jing Dong shook his head: "I'm unafraid of your jokes. My family only has this valuable thing. It's usually like treasure, so I don't want to borrow it."
After a while, after Li Hui, Tian Li, Zhao Ming, and Sun Xiao Peng searched, they came to introduce themselves to Zhang Ping one after another, telling him that they did not find any criminal tool or battery.
“Meng Jing Dong, come with us,” Zhang Ping showed his summons.
"Captain Zhang, I'm really innocent."
"Then you should cooperate with us so that we can prove your innocence," advised Zhang Ping.
"Mr. Police officer, you can't take my son. My husband is sick and bedridden, and I can't do much work. My daughter-in-law is gone, so the whole family is counting on him," the old lady wiped away her tears while pleading with Captain Zhang.
"Meng Jing Dong, we don't want to make ourselves too ugly. I hope you can cooperate and come with us," Zhang Ping said.
Meng Jing Dong glanced at her mother, then at her daughter, and said helplessly to Captain Zhang: "I'll go with you."
"Daddy, I don't want you to go, I don't want..." the little girl hugged Meng Jing Dong's leg and cried.
"It's okay, dad is fine, he'll be back soon, and you’re listening to grandma at home." Meng Jing Dong coaxed red eyes.
"Let's go," Zhang Ping gestured "please" without handcuffing Meng Jing Dong.
Han Bin and the others took Meng Jing Dong out of the gate, at the same time they heard an explosion of crying in the yard: "The police uncle took away dad. The police uncle is mean, woo-woo..."
Everyone felt a little uneasy when they heard it. The little girl was black and thin, not cute, but even more pitiful.
Along the way, the car seemed a bit quiet. After a long time, Li Hui sighed: "Hey...this family is really pitiful."
"I hope Meng Jing Dong is uninvolved in the robbery case, otherwise..." Tian Li was at a loss for words, thinking of the gloomy and sad skinny girl.
"This Lu B 3 Q 15 V van appeared three times near the stolen base stations. How could it have nothing to do with the case?" Li Hui was in a complicated mood.
Zhang Ping looked solemn, after thinking for a long time, he ordered:
"Tian Li, you will return to the branch in a moment. You take Zhao Ming and Sun Xiao Peng and continue to watch the surveillance camera recordings to see if the van appeared near any other stolen base stations."
"Han Bin, Li Hui, you are in charge of interrogating Meng Jing Dong, please do not judge too emotionally due to external factors, which will affect the fair trial of the case."
"Yes, Captain."
All five responded.
Zhang Ping again warned: "Remember everything is based on evidence."
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