Criminal Investigation Notes

The recreation area of ​​the community is in the center of the community, and the murder scene is in the corner of the community. It will take a few minutes to walk past. The group of people walked away, and Song Wen and Fu Linjiang fell in the end.In the afternoon, the sun was shining, and the community was well-greened. There were new buds on the branches of the green trees around, and a lot of flowers bloomed, because the occupancy rate was not high and the population was scarce.

The two of them talked all the way and came to the small garden. There were a few stone tables and chairs for the residents of the community to rest. At this time, it was more than one o'clock in the afternoon, it was the lunch break, and no one was there.

Before everyone’s food arrived, Lu Siyu had already started the meal. Several lunch boxes lined up in front of him. They were neatly arranged from left to right, from meat to vegetarian, with all colors, flavors, flavors, and his hands. Holding a pair of exquisite black chopsticks in it, he lowered his head and sipped a hearty lunch.

Upon seeing this, Song Wen thought, this person really deserves the identity of his rich second generation.

The weather in May is when it is neither hot nor cold. The small garden is full of birds and flowers, and the environment is very good.Everyone discussed the morning's case with each other. There was no embarrassment for too long. After two minutes, Song Wending's meal arrived.

As soon as the fast food was brought over, Lu Siyu realized that he underestimated the economic difference between ordinary criminals and his own. Everyone only had one rice bowl, or there was less food and more food, which made him a little embarrassed and moved a few dishes forward Tweeted, "How many dishes I bring, you can eat together if you don't mind."

Zhu Xiao and the others have been greedy for a long time, just waiting for these words, immediately raised their chopsticks.Especially Lao Jia, who vomited all over breakfast, was already hungry and hungry, and he was not at all polite to Lu Si.

Everyone picked up the dishes and ate them, and they were full of praise immediately.

"It's delicious, this cooking skill is good."

"Hey, the ribs are stewed and crispy."

"This shrimp is really fresh."

Song Wen watched this group of gobbled subordinates, and said, "Okay, you guys will leave some for others." But the action didn't fall at all, and he picked up a spare rib and put it on his box lunch.The ribs are sweet and sour, using naturally grown ecological black pork, wrapped in a layer of syrup, and a little bit of sweet and sour in the entrance. The bite is full of delicious flavor, and the taste is not the fresh blended in fast food. Taste, but fresh ingredients plus a variety of high-end spices, coupled with perfect craftsmanship.

Song Wen always thinks that the best food is just out of the pot for the first time, and it will lose its flavor when it is heated again overnight, but this piece of ribs in his mouth can only wait for people to eat a few more mouthfuls of rice.This dish is really delicious, it is definitely a chef's level, from the tip of the tongue to the taste buds, it is a treat.Taste a few other dishes, one more amazing than the other.

The table was full of people. After lunch, the detectives evacuated before they finished their work. For a while, only Lu Siyu and Song Wen were left on the stone table. Lu Siyu bowed his head and packed the lunch box.

Song Wen asked him: "Is this meal made by your family?"

Lu Siyu didn't watch out, and the always serious captain suddenly asked him about this. He lowered his head and said, "I made it myself. I like to cook it myself when I'm fine. I can't get used to eating outside."

Song Wen licked his lips, still a little bit unsure, and asked him, "Are all the records done?"

Lu Siyu said: "Well, I remembered everything, I will go back to sort it out tonight."

"Are you still used to it the first day today?"

"It's fine."

"What do you think of this case so far?"

"I tend to commit crimes by acquaintances, and the person who dismembered the body has a certain medical basis." At this point, Lu Siyu's hand paused slightly, and then he said: "I think the purpose of the murderer is not necessarily to divide the body. corpse."

Song Wen folded his arms: "How do you say?" This was a bit convoluted, but after thinking about it, he instantly understood the meaning of Lu Siyu.

"In a classic case, there are no more than several reasons for dismembering and discarding the corpse. The most common is to prevent people from discovering the identity of the deceased, increase the difficulty of exploration, hide the traces of suspects, and facilitate the abandonment of the corpse. The second is, and It’s sex-related, killing and dismemberment can bring pleasure to some people.” Lu Siyu packed up the lunch box and put it into his backpack, and raised his head to look at Song Wen, “But in this case, I think neither of these two reasons ."

"Why do you say that?"

Lu Siyu shook his head, lowered his head and closed the bag, reluctant to say anything.

Newcomers always make subjective assumptions. The current criminal police work is actually very particular about reasoning. Each clue must be down-to-earth to make a final conclusion. This view of Lu Siyu seems to be too vague, and Song Wen got up and cleaned up those few. The one-time lunch box said: "Let's continue to check."

In the afternoon, Lin Xiuran took the corpse back to the police station first. The situation of the corpse was changing every moment. The earlier the autopsy was done, the better it would be for the investigation of the case.

At two o'clock, the police dog was transferred over.

There are mainly four commonly used police dogs in Nancheng City Bureau, which are usually kept together with the anti-narcotics side.Fu Linjiang was happy every day, not only being kind to others, but also getting along well with the police dogs in the team. Those dogs met him as if they had met relatives, and flew over and licked Fu Linjiang from top to bottom.

Today, the police officers are Sanhei and Sihua, both of whom are experienced players.Fu Linjiang and Lao Jia took two dogs and took the forensic assistant to rummaged a few nearby garbage dumps.By five o'clock in the afternoon, several blue bags that had been turned over were gathered together.

Xu Yao flipped, sorting and storing the things found in the bag, and prepared to go back to the police station for further testing.Due to the May Day holiday, many garbage dumps were not cleaned up in time, which led to a good harvest this afternoon.

In the bag were not only some remaining corpses, a knife, but also a few blood suits that had been cut to pieces after washing.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, Song Wen finally determined that he could no longer find any clues. Then he ordered to stop work. Everyone got on the bus. Now it is off work time. In addition to the need to send back physical evidence, guns, and the remaining corpses In the bureau, other people can go home directly.

Before Lin Xiuran was in a special corpse truck in the bureau, and three police cars were parked in the garage of the community.Xu Yao, Cheng Xiaobing, Zhu Xiao got in a car, and Lu Siyu got in the car when Fu Linjiang and Lao Jia were traveling.Over there, Song Wen was holding the car key alone, "Ah, don't you feel too crowded?" Several criminal investigators went to the car.He was the only person in this car, which was obviously uneven distribution of resources.

Fu Linjiang touched his nose: "But we and your house are really not on the way."

Song Wen said: "Why is it not going well? I'm going to see Doctor Zhou."

This was quite smooth. For a while, several other people bowed their heads and stopped making trouble.

Lu Siyu took a look at the situation, his eyelashes trembled, and he took the initiative to stand up and say: "I'll be with Team Song." While speaking, he took the first step towards fearlessness, and the other three brothers were moved by it. Looked at him, wishing to give him a pennant to save the world.

Song Wen is a workaholic who likes to talk about work in the car. Who doesn't want to relax after work is off?In the past, everyone was forced to be helpless, but now that there are newcomers, they just left their captain away.

Song Wen watched Lu Siyu walking by, squinting at him, trying to figure out what Lu Siyu thought.

Just as he was about to get into the car, Lu Siyu stopped in his footsteps: "...I dropped the water glass on the crime scene."

Song Wen frowned and was a little helpless: "Little ancestor, why did you drop things again?" It was the water glass that was left in the car at noon, and the water glass was left at the scene at night.

Fortunately, the key on the property side was used as physical evidence. Song Wen handed it to Lu Siyu and drove the door: "I will accompany you up."

"No, I'll go by myself." Lu Siyu's words were a little panic, like a newcomer who had done something wrong, eager to make up for his fault, before Song Wen could answer, he turned and walked to the corridor alone and pressed the elevator.

Song Wen was not far behind him, looked at the elevator, and finally did not follow.

It was dark outside, and a faint light was shining in the corridor. Lu Siyu carefully drilled through the pulled yellow cordon, opened the door, and returned to the scene of the corpse division when the lights first came on.

It was night, and the living room was dark, and the slight smell of meat was still there.He didn't turn on the light. Taking advantage of the moonlight, he walked into the living room and picked up the thermos cup on the dining table and put it in his school bag.Then he didn't rush to leave, but began to look around, his eyes shining a little in the darkness, like a beast hidden in the dense forest, his eyes sharp and calm.

Strangely speaking, the house looks completely different during the day and night. Perhaps because of the murders, the house at night was a little bit colder. Based on memory, Lu Siyu walked to the door of the outside guard. The water was still half full, but the body was gone.

Lu Siyu closed his eyes. He missed his usual dinner time. Now his stomach was empty and there was a slight tingling sensation.Since he was a child, he has hated this feeling of hunger, like life being drawn away from the body.

Lu Siyu could not feel the temperature around him, as if cold ice water splashed on his body, leading him into the dark place.At that moment, he was the man who squatted in the bathroom to cut the corpse, the hum of the juicer, the ticking of blood, and the sizzling of something stewed on the pot.

He was wearing gloves and a raincoat. First, he cut off the head. This thing was too troublesome. Those eyes seemed to be staring at him. He wrapped the head with plastic wrap and put it in the refrigerator. Then he went back to the bathroom. , Facing the headless male corpse.

The knife in his hand cuts through the corpse like an autopsy. The blood splashes out with every knife hit. His heart is extremely calm, his movements are orderly, and his heart feels a little relieved. Only in this way can his knife edge be so smooth. , His speed is not fast. During the cutting of the wound, neither panic nor excitement is seen. The knife runs along the bones, separates the limbs, cuts the flesh, and prys the ribs, as if completing a plot. A long-standing task.

For a long time, he was immersed in this, using the concentration of all the senses to dissipate loneliness and fear, there is a kind of power supporting him in his heart, allowing him to complete all this.

Juicing starts from the heart. He carefully took out the red organs, cut a few knives and put them in the juicer. As the machine buzzed and cut, the muscles and nerves inside turned into a pool. Red thick juice, like a cup of red soy milk.Then there is the incompletely digested chyme sandwiched in the stomach, the liver is connected to the green gallbladder, and finally the intestines are pulled out of the corpse with his hands. In order to facilitate the juice extraction, he cut the organs into small pieces with scissors , It’s no different from handling those ingredients in peacetime.

When the smell of blood became stronger, he unscrewed the bathtub drain and started to change the water.He took out the ice cubes from the refrigerator and sprinkled them on the side of the corpse, then he put the breast bones and meat cubes into the pot.The pressure cooker, the stew pot, the steamer, and all the containers that can be used, the flame rose, and the water began to gurgle with bubbles and a layer of foam.It also had that strong meaty aroma, which seemed to be delicious when sprinkled with salt and pepper. He divided the boiled bones into bags.

After all the work was done, he checked carefully, and then turned on the water in the shower head, trying to wash away the blood stains. It was this action that prevented some blood stains from being washed down along the floor drain, but accumulated in the bathtub. Behind, seeped down the cracks in the floor.

At both ends of the time, Lu Siyu and the murderer looked at each other, as if they were communicating silently...

What's wrong?He seems to have forgotten something...

Lu Siyu pondered for a moment, and the knife in his other hand slowly cut down...What does this action mean?