Criminal Investigation Notes

Nancheng eighteen years ago.

This is a city under construction, and there are construction sites everywhere. Several huge chimneys in the northeast of the city spit out thick smoke day and night.Because sometimes there is dusty weather, the sky above your head is orange-yellow. The whole city is like a huge steel monster, waking up from dormancy, stretched and wanted to emerge in the world.

In the city in mid-September, the weather is still sultry and another thunderstorm is coming.The dark clouds blocked the sun, and the dust floating in the air made the whole world seem to have added a layer of brown filter.This time is the peak time for get off work.Located in a block not far to the north of Nancheng, there are people in a hurry on the roadside.

Suddenly the rain fell, and it hurt a bit when hitting the body. Panicked passers-by ran in the rain, looking for shelter from the rain.

Fate is doomed, this is an eventful time.

Next to the traffic light pole at the intersection, a woman stood up. The woman was dressed decently. She wore a windbreaker and a pair of flesh-colored stiletto heels. She seemed to be waiting for a traffic light, but the red light changed several times without seeing her. Malu, she seemed to be waiting for someone, but after waiting for a long time, no one came.She quietly held a red umbrella.The umbrella is big red, bright like blood, such a hot color, it is particularly eye-catching in this dim world.

Under the coffee-colored sky, the woman's eyes showed a crystal clear amber color. She looked a little fascinated, and the whole world seemed to freeze. From her angle, one could see a group of gray buildings.That is her prison, her place of chaos, after enjoying this short freedom, she will once again enter that piece of decay.

As long as she thinks of that place, her ears seem to have all kinds of sounds, screams, coughs, snoring, sighs, all kinds of disgusting sounds seem to be intertwined, and all this... All thanks to that person—the one who pushed her into hell...

She felt like an egg that had been thrown out of a crack, even if the egg liquid inside had not come out for a while, it would not last long.

She is nearing death.

The woman's chest was up and down, as if she was not breathing.She raised a hand, as if trying to grab something.

Then, all the voices disappeared.Everything was replaced by the rustle of rain.

Those raindrops filtered the dust in the air, and a light blue appeared in the distance of the sky.

The woman turned her head and looked at the tall South City Tower standing in the South City. Suddenly there was an impulse to jump off the tower.

In the end, she gave up the idea. She pursed her lips, as if she had settled on an idea, gathered up the courage, and walked firmly toward the gray building.

In this battle, success or failure is tonight.

Her figure was swaying, her feet were light, and she disappeared in the rain.

Eighteen years later.

Time is like running water, and it passes before you know it. As time goes by, the memories of youth become more and more blurred and hazy, like a layer of fog and a layer of yarn.A lot of things seemed to be still yesterday, and suddenly everything changed.Day by day, month and month, year after year, after so many days and months, people just come over, and cities come over like this.

Today's Nancheng is completely different from more than ten years ago. There are only some streets and alleys, with traces of the run-down caused by the rapid development of the past, like a delicately dressed woman, with some faint lines on the corners of her eyes.

Only the South City Tower in the city, after wind and rain, still stands there.

In midsummer, although Nancheng is not as prosperous as it is during the day, it has the mystery of night.

People at this time are enjoying free time, away from the hustle and bustle of the day, the steaming heat gradually dissipates with the advent of night, and is swept away by night winds. This time of day is the most free and timidest. The most relaxing thing is that you can take your lover's hand and walk into the theater. You can turn on your phone alone and pour a glass of red wine, or you can bring a few friends and relatives to try your luck.

There is a deserted area in the northeast of Nancheng, which is almost the boundary between the city and the suburbs, separated by a dry river bed, on one side is a feasting, red men and green women, on the other side, it is a desolate land full of garbage.

By the dry river bed, the temperature was several degrees lower than in the city.It is off the beaten track during the day, and at night, it is extremely quiet, as if it is a corner forgotten by everyone.

The vagrant Zhao Xiaoxin has long been accustomed to this kind of life. The smell of trash and the buzzing flies made him very familiar.Since Nancheng started garbage sorting, some people have discovered this place and transported garbage here, saving time and effort, and no one will find and know.

Every night, Zhao Xiaoxin would walk around to this area, pick up some rubbish, and then return to the bridge hole not far away to spend the night.Waiting for the sun to rise again the next day.

Today’s riverside wasteland is somewhat different. Zhao Xiaoxin sensitively discovered that the smell here is much stronger, and the bugs are more active than in the past.He looked around and found a big black travel bag near the riverbed.

The travel bag is pure black. In the dark, it is the kind of airtight black. The bag is a bit big, and it is half a person tall when placed there, and the strong smell comes from that bag.

If you are an ordinary person, you will definitely avoid it immediately when you see such a scene. But Zhao Xiaoxin is not an ordinary person. He is stupid when he was young, and a little bit stunned. In the words of his parents, his brain is not good and he always speaks. He hesitated and couldn't say a complete meaning. Because of this, he couldn't communicate with ordinary people and worked normally. After his parents died, he became a scavenger.

Zhao Xiaoxin is not ashamed. He loves his work and his life.

He likes this riverside, the sky is big, the earth is big, there is no one, everything is his own, as if he has become a master.

When ordinary people can guess things, when they arrive at Zhao Xiaoxin, they will have to take a few shots slowly.A ghostly messenger, he became greedy, thinking that the bag is not bad, it looks waterproof, if you pick it back, you can hold something.He has no luck in his life, thinking that if he can be favored by God, it must feel very good.

With curiosity and greed, Zhao Xiaoxin courageously walked to the bag and pulled it away, only to see a group of flies flying out of it with a buzzing sound.Those flies seem to have transformed into bees and built a hive in this bag.

Zhao Xiaoxin was taken aback. He turned his head by the street light on the side of the road... and then he saw that there was something lying in the bag-it was a dead man, and it was a complete, dead man curled up. , It seems that he is still not a small man.

Zhao Xiaoxin uttered a loud voice, and stepped back, subconsciously trying to escape, but when his body was lowered just now, the corner of his clothes hooked the bag, and when he moved the bag, the bag was turned over with the body. Aside, completely exposed the head and face of the corpse under the street light.

It was a half-corrupted male corpse, the limbs of the corpse were tied up, and the whole body was curled up strangely, with a pair of eyes open, staring at Zhao Xiaoxin steadily, with a look of stubbornness.Such a change completely frightened Zhao Xiaoxin.He did not expect that a discarded body suddenly appeared by the river.

Then Zhao Xiaoxin noticed something strange... he was a bit stunned. The more he was afraid, the more he wanted to see clearly. With the dim street lamp, he finally saw clearly. In the corpse's round eyes, there were red blood-like thinness. The line is creeping slowly...

That thing is like a bug.

All this was like a nightmare, Zhao Xiaoxin turned around and ran out along the river like a lifeless, eager to leave this place of right and wrong...

In the office of the Nancheng City Bureau, it is now past nine o'clock in the evening. The office has become empty. Only a few police officers on duty and criminal police officers working overtime are still there.

Song Wen didn't expect that Lu Siyu would come to the city bureau at this point. He stretched out his hand and took the reinstatement report handed over by Lu Siyu. The attending physician Dr. Li actually signed the letter. I don’t know what method he used. Let Dr. Li agree to his reinstatement in advance.

"You are too impatient?" Song Wen looked at Lu Siyu who was sitting opposite, "As far as your situation is concerned, I recently went to talk to Doctor Li specifically."

Lu Siyu stood opposite Song Wen, put his hand on the table, and waited for Song Wen to continue speaking.

Song Wen was not eager to sign, but put down the piece of paper and said: "The last time I went, Dr. Li told me that although you are discharged from the hospital, you still have one week of medication, and after this week, you will still need Vacation and recuperation. I remember that the leave he gave you is one month away."

Lu Siyu lowered his head and said, "But Dr. Li has already allowed me to be discharged from the hospital, and then signed again...I think I have been recuperating very well. The team is not staffed enough. I will be back early and I can share some work."

In fact, these days when Lu Siyu was in the hospital, Song Wen didn't feel wronged at all. He went to take care of him personally when he had time, and he often took a variety of meals to express his sympathy.

When Lu Siyu was able to eat, he started to eat smaller meals, eat breakfast at six o'clock in the morning, then some fruit in the morning, then lunch, afternoon tea, dinner, supper, and count six meals a day to night.After staying in the hospital, he gained two catties.He was originally thin, but now he is a little bit fatter, and his face looks more white, tender and delicate.

Song Wen still did not hold a pen, and crossed his fingers and said: "First of all, discharge from hospital and reinstatement are two concepts. The false note that Dr. Li gave you before must have taken your physical condition into consideration. Captain, I think you should take a longer break, at least after the vacation, and come back."

Lu Siyu licked his lips: "That fake note...it's a long time, and no one has discussed it with me. I just found out."

The leave slip was issued when Lu Siyu was just transferred back from the hospital. The leave procedure in the team required leave slips. Song Wen went directly to Dr. Li, the chief physician of the Municipal Affiliated Hospital, and asked him to issue a slip based on his condition.

At that time, Dr. Li took the results of the examination and said, "There are many ulcers in the stomach and almost perforated the stomach. Are you a member of the team?

Song Wendao: "Yes, you are right, I must take care of him and take care of him."

So the two did not discuss with Lu Siyu, and Dr. Li swiped a big pen for a month and a half.Song Wen directly handed over the fake slip to the municipal personnel.Lu Siyu only recently heard Dr. Li talk about it, but he didn't expect this to become Song Wen's "theoretical basis" for rejecting him.

Now that Lu Siyu has been in the hospital for only half a month, he is desperate to come back.The doctor can agree to this behavior, but Song Wen can't.

Lu Siyu lowered his head and took the reinstatement form back in his hand. There were three levels on the form, signed by the attending doctor, signed by the immediate leader, and assessed by the psychologist.If Song Wen refused to sign, the process could not go on.

He seemed to have expected Song Wen to get stuck, and sighed.

Lu Siyu has always been indifferent and indifferent, and his emotions are rarely exposed, but at this time, he showed a little aggrieved expression, like a rabbit with red eyes.

After a moment of silence, he asked in a low voice: "Team Song, did I do something bad? Or did I get into trouble before? You don't want me to come back..."

"Nothing, you did a good job..." Song Wen couldn't see his expression, and immediately softened. "The police work is under pressure and the pace is fast. You know, it's definitely not as good as eating at home and sleeping well. The capital of the revolution and reinstatement need not be anxious. Moreover, even if you pass my level, you still have to talk to Dr. Zhou again, so I think we still have a long-term plan on this matter."

Seeing Lu Siyu standing there and not moving, Song Wen coaxed the children and said, "Observe, you go back today, and I will sign for you when you come next Monday."

Next Monday, there are five days left, somehow ahead of the fake note.

Fu Linjiang on the side couldn’t help but said, “Xiao Lu, don’t worry, who doesn’t know that you are the favorite of Team Song, and you won’t be let go. This time you have an accident. Team Song blames itself more than you. While, he runs to the hospital to see you every day. If you come back without recuperation, he will not be able to pass his own test."

"Then...I'll come back next Monday." Lu Siyu didn't say anything and got up and left.

Seeing that Lu Siyu had left, Fu Linjiang walked around and winked at Song Wen and said, "Who is it, before I was scratching my heart to hope that people would return to the team, I can see the face, and I pretend to be in no hurry here."

Song Wen finally coaxed Lu Siyu away, and at this time he was thought through: "He hasn't recuperated at all, and I didn't let him come back, you know? Just the third day when he was out of danger. Transfer him to the hospital on this side of Nancheng. I just finished a case on my side and rushed to see him. As a result, as soon as I entered the ward, I saw him using the infusion hand to write on the small table of the bed. Report, general, end. I was so angry at that time, considering that he was a sick person and didn't have the same knowledge as him, only the pen and paper were confiscated. Do you dare to let him return to work early?"

The last report was also written by Song Wen himself, and most of the credit was given to Lu Siyu.Reviewing the merits is good for promotion and salary increase.It's a pity that Lu Siyu doesn't seem to appreciate it. He doesn't care much about this, he just wants to return to the team and reinstate.

Fu Linjiang laughed loudly on the sidelines, not too much to watch the excitement: "Hey, didn't you let him take charge of the copywriting work? Why do you feel distressed now." He said in a low voice, with bright eyes. "Or do you think this case is serious and don't want him to get involved?"

Song Wen paused with his fingers on the keyboard. The third team went to the scene to investigate the case tonight. In the end, Gu Ju suddenly notified him to take over.This kind of work arrangement is quite rare in normal times.Song Wen analyzed that there are several possibilities. Either Gu Ju thinks that the third team may not be able to complete the case and assigns it to the team with a higher rate of solving the case, or the third team leader Cheng Mo takes the initiative to express hope after receiving the case. Another group took over.Regardless of the reason, it shows that the current case will be difficult to handle.As an old policeman, Fu Linjiang undoubtedly thought of this.

Song Wen didn't want Lu Siyu to come back prematurely. In addition to distressing him, he felt that his physical condition should not return to work early. He was afraid that he would have stomach problems again after hard work. He was indeed a little selfish because he was afraid that this case would involve too much and wanted him to stay out of the matter.By next Monday, how can there be a buffer period.

Also, his relationship with Lu Siyu...

Song Wen admitted that he was tempted by him. Before the relationship began, people would always think about it. Office romances are a big taboo, especially for their profession and status, and he still doesn’t know what Lu Siyu thinks of him. There are too many uncertainties in the future, but the case has been overwhelmed, making people too busy to take care of.

The more he cherishes, the more cautious he is. He is serious and needs to be careful at every step.

As he was thinking, the mobile phone placed aside suddenly rang, and Song Wen looked at it and said, "Old Lin said, the corpse has been transported back. Let's go see the new corpse."