kvmb Chapter 849 Arrest concluded, case closed.
Chapter 849 Arrest concluded, case closed.
The pursuit team sprang into action, each heading to their assigned area according to Qin Chuan's plan. In one of the key areas of focus, a team searching an abandoned factory discovered some suspicious signs. A warehouse in the factory showed signs of disturbance, and there were fresh cigarette butts on the ground, identified as the brand Zhao Wengang usually smoked. The pursuers immediately became excited, realizing that they might have finally found Zhao Wengang's trail.
The team members continued their search cautiously within the factory, leaving no room or corner unchecked. Just as they were preparing to search a grove of trees behind the factory, one of the team members spotted a makeshift shack deep within the woods, with signs of activity seemingly present outside. The pursuing team quickly approached the shack, ready to make an arrest at any moment. As they drew near, a sudden noise came from inside…
The noise coming from inside the shack instantly put the pursuing team on high alert. They quickly spread out in a fan shape, aiming their guns at the shack's exit. Just then, a figure darted out of the shack like a startled rabbit—it was Zhao Wengang. His face was filled with panic, his eyes gleaming with a desperate madness. Without the slightest hesitation, he ran wildly into the depths of the forest.
"Stop! Zhao Wengang, you can't escape!" the pursuit team shouted, and they took off after him. The mountain forest was overgrown with thorns and the terrain was rugged, making the chase extremely difficult. Relying on his familiarity with the terrain, Zhao Wengang weaved left and right through the forest, trying to use the complex environment to shake off the police behind him. He would sometimes disappear into dense bushes, sometimes climb steep slopes, moving as nimbly as a wild mountain beast.
As they chased after him, team leader Li Ming gave instructions to the other members via walkie-talkie: "Maintain formation, be careful, and don't get separated! Zhao Wengang has nowhere to escape, we must capture him!" The team members worked in perfect coordination, traversing the mountain forest with difficulty, keeping a close watch on Zhao Wengang. They knew this was a battle of endurance and willpower, and they could not allow Zhao Wengang to escape again.
As time went on, the chase intensified. Zhao Wengang's strength gradually gave way, and his steps became heavy. But he continued to struggle desperately, clinging to a sliver of hope that he could escape the pursuit. The pursuers were equally exhausted, their clothes soaked with sweat, thorns scratching their skin, but their eyes remained unwavering, fixed on Zhao Wengang ahead.
While climbing a steep slope, Zhao Wengang slipped and nearly fell. Taking advantage of this, the pursuing team quickened their pace, gradually closing the distance. Seeing this, Zhao Wengang picked up a tree branch and waved it at the pursuing team members, attempting to stop them from getting closer. But the team members were undeterred, skillfully dodging Zhao Wengang's attacks and continuing to advance.
"Zhao Wengang, give up! You're surrounded!" Li Ming shouted. However, Zhao Wengang ignored him and turned to continue his escape. By this time, the sun was gradually setting, and the light in the forest was growing dimmer, making the pursuit even more difficult. But the team members did not back down. They turned on their flashlights and, using the dim light, continued to search for Zhao Wengang's trail in the forest.
After a chase that lasted for several hours, Zhao Wengang finally collapsed from exhaustion in a patch of grass. The pursuing team members quickly surrounded him and took him into custody. "We finally caught you!" the team members cheered, the fatigue and pressure of the past few days instantly released in that moment. They handcuffed Zhao Wengang, helped him up from the ground, and escorted him out of the forest.
Back at the police station, Qin Chuan personally directed a surprise interrogation of Zhao Wengang that night. The interrogation room was dimly lit and the atmosphere oppressive. Zhao Wengang hung his head, his face etched with exhaustion and despair. Li Ming sat opposite him, his gaze piercing, and said sternly, "Zhao Wengang, the evidence is now irrefutable; you have nowhere to run. Confess your crimes truthfully and strive for leniency."
Zhao Wengang was silent for a moment, then slowly raised his head and said in a hoarse voice, "I knew I couldn't escape. I killed Liu Hua..." He took a deep breath and began to recount the entire murder in detail.
“That day, Zhang Jun came to me and said that Liu Hua had discovered his deal with me, and asked me to find a way to shut Liu Hua up. He gave me some money, and I was blinded by greed, so I agreed. I found out Liu Hua’s whereabouts and waited for him at his usual place. That day, he appeared as usual, and I tricked him into getting into my car, saying that I had something important to talk to him about.”
"And then?" Li Ming pressed.
“I took him to an abandoned warehouse, intending to scare him and make him not tell anyone what he saw. But he wasn’t scared at all and even threatened to call the police. I panicked for a moment, thinking about the money Zhang Jun had given me and the possibility of going to jail. In a moment of impulse, I picked up an iron bar next to me and smashed it on his head…” Zhao Wengang’s voice grew softer and softer, and a look of pain appeared on his face.
"What happened after you smashed it? How did you dispose of the body?" Li Ming continued to press.
“My mind went blank at the time. By the time I came to my senses, Liu Hua was already dead. I was terrified, so I called Zhang Jun. He told me to dispose of the body. I remembered Wang Qiang. He had contacted me before because he was short of money, so I contacted him, gave him some money, and asked him to help me cut the body into pieces and throw them into different trash cans.”
"Why did you throw the body in the trash can?" Li Ming asked.
“I thought that this way the body wouldn’t be so easy to find, and even if it were, it would be difficult to piece together a complete body, making it harder for you to solve the case,” Zhao Wengang sighed and said.
Afterwards, Zhao Wengang meticulously investigated the details of disposing of the body.
After Wang Qiang finished dismembering the body, the blood-soaked fragments emitted a nauseating stench. Zhao Wengang suppressed the churning in his stomach, put on his worn gloves, and began to pack the body parts one by one into black plastic bags. With each piece he packed, his hands trembled involuntarily, his heart filled with fear and regret, but since things had come to this, he could only grit his teeth and continue.
Night fell over the city, and Zhao Wengang moved through the streets and alleys like a ghost. He dared not walk on the main roads, choosing only the dimly lit, secluded alleys. The heavy bag in his hand felt like it weighed a ton, making him stagger. Passing the first trash can, he cautiously looked left and right, and after confirming that no one was around, he quickly threw a bag of dismembered remains inside, his movements as frantic as a startled bird. The bag made a dull thud as it hit the trash can, particularly jarring in the quiet night, making him almost jump.
Continuing on, Zhao Wengang's nerves were on edge. The streetlights cast a dim, yellowish glow, casting his distorted shadow on the ground. Beads of sweat covered his forehead, sliding down his cheeks and dripping onto the dirty ground. With each step, he felt as if countless eyes were watching him from behind, but when he looked back, there was only an empty street.
He came to another trash can, located on a corner in the old residential area, surrounded by a stench of decay. Zhao Wengang hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and threw another bag of dismembered body parts into it. Just then, he heard footsteps nearby. His heart leaped into his throat, and he frantically hid in the shadows. An old man slowly approached, preparing to empty his trash. Zhao Wengang held his breath, his hands tightly covering his mouth, afraid to make a sound. After emptying the trash, the old man muttered a few words and turned to leave. Only after the old man's figure disappeared into the darkness did Zhao Wengang let out a long sigh of relief and continue his heinous journey of disposing of corpses.
And so, Zhao Wengang continued to litter as he went. The trash cans became his "tools" for disposing of the bodies.