Criminal Investigation Notes

Ten minutes later, in the 7-11 convenience store not far from the community, Song Wen brought the hot food to the opposite of Lu Siyu. He ordered an oden by the way, which made the food in front of him look like Not so shabby.

Lu Siyu, a hot foodie, didn't exchange the clerk's dislike and blindness, but gave him priority. Song Wen once again soberly realized that the face can really be eaten.

Two people were sitting at the table in the convenience store. Lu Siyu opened the lunch box with a sense of ritual. The lunch box was gorgeous and heat-preserving. On the top four grids, he lined them up from left to right. Tidy, then took out the rice, put it in front of him, and then took out the chopsticks from the inside, and then prepared the meal.

Seeing Song Wen's eyes always glance over inadvertently, Lu Siyu graciously pushed his lunch box forward. What he made today is fried squid with sauce, garlic eel, mushroom chicken meatballs plus one Stir-fried cabbage heart.

Four dishes of meat and vegetables are matched, the color and fragrance are delicious. When the food is placed in front of him, Song Wen does not notice, stretches out his chopsticks and clamps a piece.He was chewing the eel, the bones inside were a little reluctant to vomit.

Song Wen was eating while watching Lu Siyu, wondering how could someone look so good, and how could someone cook so good food?Can't help but ask, "Actually, you didn't go to the police academy."

Lu Siyu looked at him, somewhat unclear.

Song Wen smiled and said, "I think your craftsmanship is more authentic than the chefs of New Oriental."

After listening to the cold joke, Lu Siyu's mouth also provoked a smile. It was just a slight pick at the corner of his mouth, but it made his cold eyes and eyebrows a little bit of popularity.Song Wen suddenly remembered the emotional apathy that Zhou Yining had mentioned with him before. Now that he is in contact with him, he feels that Lu Siyu is somewhat in line with the characteristics of this disease. As for the others, I wonder if Doctor Zhou thinks too much.

The food in front of him quickly passed halfway. After eating something to cushion his stomach, Lu Siyu returned to his former indifferent again, and asked Song Wen in a low voice: "Are you still suspicious of love?"

Song Wen is also about to analyze the case: "I originally suspected her, but now I don't doubt her too much."

"Because the time is not right?" Lu Siyu raised his head and asked him.

Song Wen shook his head: "No, not having time to commit the crime is just one aspect, but also because she is left-handed."

Lu Siyu also saw just now that he used his left hand to hold the water and open the door in love.He did not comment on this, and looked up at Song Wen.

Song Wen continued to analyze: "She hates Lin Zhenghua, but I don't think she will kill her husband. Besides, the height she loves does not match. Lin Zhenghua is about 1.73 meters tall. There is a height difference of ten centimeters between the two. If they are standing, It is difficult to pierce directly from that angle, and there is no time to rest in the murder. If it is in other postures, considering the disparity in physical strength, it is also difficult for her to have no scars or fighting marks on her body..."

Lu Siyu tilted his head and listened a little fascinated. His chopsticks were held high, and his fingers were slender. The bones were distinct and white to transparent. The movements and expressions during the meal reminded Song Wen somehow of his friend’s. A noble cat of blood, such a person sat across from him, causing him to become cautious and never dared to gobble it up.

As Song Wen thought, he picked up a chicken meatball and put it in his mouth. The meatballs were made of chicken and minced with some mushrooms. The aroma melted into the meat and it was fried on the outside. After biting, the chicken spreads out with the juice, and it is very tender, but he has no intention of appreciating the food, frowning slightly, and muttering to himself: "There is still something wrong."

"Where do you think there is a problem?" Lu Siyu asked in a deep voice, his voice very soft and low.

"I am a little bit twisted now. I used to think she was the most suspicious. I haven't completely ruled out her yet, but I always feel that there are some things that don't make sense." Song Wen can't tell where this feeling comes from. .The murder motive, technique, weapon, time, location... these factors cannot be restored.The more he tried to understand everything, the more chaotic he felt, and his thinking seemed to have fallen into a dead end.

Song Wen took out his phone while talking, opened the search page, and typed in the word "tongqi".

The identity of the same wife is accompanied by depression, cold and violence, and is also a high-risk group of AIDS.In this regard, the relevant laws are blank, divorce is very difficult, women are threatened with violence, and it is difficult to obtain compensation economically.Currently, there are more than 16 million homowives in the country.

Song Wen thought about it for a while, and then opened the post. There were obviously many such women gathered in the same wife bar.This post bar has been reported to be closed several times, and has struggled to open it several times.

"Should I get a divorce? It's torture..."

"After we had children, we discovered that my husband was gay."

"I beg you to verify, am I deceived?"

"We can only complain here, is there no way to attract attention?"

In the post bar, women shouted in despair. They seemed to be in a quagmire, threatened and dragged down.The husband whom they should have depended on turned into a devil, turning their lives into a hell.They gathered here, using the Internet as a catharsis port. Many people seemed to come and leave helplessly.Life is one's own, warm and cold know it, without a good solution, torture becomes a soft knife for murder.

Most of the same wives have suffered domestic violence from their husbands, and those men have fisted them together, doing both soft and hard.The same wives who want to get a divorce often not only get no compensation, but also divide their personal income, or even carry inexplicable debts.Those men have a variety of tricks, and some even use mediation to delay the divorce time and time again.

At present, none of the Marriage Law and other laws is about this.This makes these women unable to get out, let alone get any compensation.

They are confused, tolerant, helpless, lonely, and become victims of a marriage.

Love is right. There is no one in their lives to talk about. People will look at homosexuality with tinted glasses, and even look at the same wives with contempt. For many people, divorce is a luxury.Song Wen looked through it a bit, and the more he turned down, the more infuriating he became. He put his phone on the table and said: "I really don't understand those gays who get married. If you don't love that person, what is the meaning of marriage? The marriage certificate trapped the other party and trapped myself."

Lu Siyu glanced at him: "It is only some men who cheat on marriage. These people choose to cheat on women, and it has nothing to do with their sexual orientation. In other words, even if these people do not like the same sex, they like the opposite sex, they will find Xiao San, don’t treat his wife kindly.” In the sun, Lu Siyu’s pupils showed an amber color, crystal clear. He saw Song Wen looking at him, suddenly resembling a snail with its tentacles. He lowered his head coldly and said nothing.

"Maybe there are other clues in the game, let's go back and have a look later." In order to avoid embarrassment, Song Wen ended the topic and cleaned up the garbage on the table.

"You wait for me, I'll buy some other things." After Lu Siyu finished speaking, he took a bottle of hot drink in the hot drink cabinet beside him, then walked to the corner of the convenience store. There was a bookshelf with some on it. For bestsellers and recent magazines, he stood by and glanced a few times, took a few books and paid the bill.

Song Wen glanced at it. They were several novels by Keigo Higashino. "Do you like reading mystery novels?" he asked casually.

"I don't see it very often. I happened to see it today." Lu Siyu replied lightly, "The lunch break is almost over, let's go back to the game."

Song Wen nodded, and the two people still drove the police car all the way back to the police station.This morning, the progress in the bureau was also quite good.As soon as he entered the police station, Zhu Xiao reported excitedly: "Team Song, the person living with Lin Zhenghua has been found, and the fingerprint matches. This person is a bartender named Ma Minghui, Lao Jia and Deputy Huang. The team is going to mention people, and it should be there in a while."

"What about other developments?" Song Wen asked again, "The forensic report, the material evidence, and the victim's further detailed information have been compiled."

"Is the cell phone information summarized?"

"Recent communication records and important messages are summarized."

"Look up again to see if the victim has any large transfer records recently. By the way, Ma Minghui also retrieved a copy."

"Okay, I'll call it with the bank."

Song Wen sat in his seat and began to look through the materials. Most of the materials were summarized and summarized various situations, which did not greatly promote the case.After seeing his love in the morning, Song Wen's mind seemed to be tied up. He was always a little unreasonable. He left a headache. He wanted to change his mind. As soon as he looked up, he saw Lu Siyu sitting next to him. At the same time, he turned the meeting minutes recorded in the notebook into documents with a serious expression.

From Song Wen's angle, you can see Lu Siyu's computer screen through the reflection of the glass in the compartment. The more you look at it, the more frowning. He stands up, walks behind Lu Siyu and points to some of the records. : "Oh, how did you record this issue about homosexuality comments? It's too detailed, delete it."

Lu Siyu was not wary that Song Wen suddenly came behind him, stopped his keyboard hand, and looked up at him: "I think Forensic Doctor Lin said very well."

Song Wen realized that he was standing a little close, lying so leaning, Lu Siyu raised his head and smelled a faint smell on his body. The man's eyes lifted, his long eyelashes blinked, and his black eyes contained The water is mysterious and seductive like a whirlpool.

Being watched by Lu Siyu, Song Wen only felt that the heart in his chest jumped suddenly, and hurriedly took a half step back.Lu Siyu was totally ignorant of this, and then stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked his thin lips somewhat innocently. The pale lips suddenly stained with a layer of water, which looked even more attractive.

Song Wen lightly coughed and concealed his embarrassment: "Do you expect the Bureau of Gu and the veteran scholars who audited to understand this? Simply record what is related to the case, and don't make any extravagance.

There are many things in it that can’t be explained in detail, nor can it be seen. In case any good thing is reported to the media, with the eye-catching vocabulary of homosexuality being divided, it will cause a lot of trouble.

Some things, even if they are known, cannot be changed by sitting in their positions, only relatively objective facts can be recorded.

Lu Siyu gave a hmm, seeming to understand, stretched out a finger to press the cancel button, deleted a few detailed explanations, and then deleted it again, and a piece of paper became clean.

"Hey! The other writings are pretty good, why are they all deleted?" Song Wen felt sorry for the half-page of the meeting minutes.

But Lu Siyu didn't care at all: "It's okay, I will sort out my thoughts again, so that the writing is more coherent, and I can give it to you later."