Criminal Investigation Notes

Chen Yanqiu's relic was brought to the Municipal Bureau by Fu Linjiang the day before, and the registration has been completed on the inventory.After lunch, Song Wen went through a process and took some things out of the evidence room.

All the items were stuffed in a half-person tall suitcase. It stands to reason that after the registration, photographing and verification, they will return the items to Chen Sixue as relics, but because the case has not been solved yet, the items are temporarily kept.

Lu Siyu felt that Song Wen’s theory of replaying was correct, and they needed more clues now.

Replay is undoubtedly the best way to get them closer to Chen Yanqiu.To figure out what happened at the end of his life, we must first understand what kind of person he is.

Song Wen put on his gloves and first recalled the image of Chen Yanqiu in his mind. It was a handsome young man who was not very tall, with a shy smile and a small tiger tooth. He was kind and loved his sister. I'm afraid to trouble others, and I don't have much flush with people in work and life.For the first half of his life, he has always followed the rules.If such a person meets in life, everyone must be willing to make friends with him, and they will have pity for his tragic experience.

The turning point of the matter was the car accident with the top bag.

What would he experience before he died?

Lu Siyu didn't speak either, looking down at the suitcase, the suitcase was very ordinary, just like Chen Yanqiu, Chen Yanqiu was like an office worker passing by on the subway in the morning, like an ordinary patient you can meet in a hospital , Like colleagues you can meet at work.

This ordinary young man is not like those crazy, perverted murderers, he is beyond the scope of what he is familiar with and good at.

Song Wen stretched out his hand to open the zipper. Inside are some common items for young people. They are the same as Fu Linjiang said. The clothes are neatly folded. He likes to wear simple clothes, most of them are simple styles. There are books in the schoolbag. Nietzsche's "So Zarathustra Says."

"This book is not easy to buy now." Lu Siyu took the book and turned it over, confirming that there was nothing in the book, and then handed it to Song Wen.

Song Wen opened it and flipped through a few pages. There was a page with a crease. He opened it and said, "'During your death, your spirit and virtue should still be shining, like sunset clouds surrounding the earth, otherwise you His death was unsuccessful.'"

Lu Siyu said: "For terminally ill patients, Nietzsche's kind of madness is equivalent to a placebo and can give them courage. I prefer this version of the translation." Sometimes different translations can cause the meaning of the article to be different. Some deviations.

In addition to books and clothing, there are two old towels, a cup, and a pair of slippers sealed in the bag. Even though he lives in a hotel, Chen Yanqiu still brought these things. It can be seen that he made them before setting off. Ready to live long.When he finally set off, he left the phone's charger and power bank, but the phone was missing. Obviously he had no plans to come back.

Song Wen looked at the previous registration form again, and called the compartment of the schoolbag, which contained some documents and boxes of medicine.

Some of the documents belonged to Zhang Rui and were directly used by him.For terminally ill patients like Chen Yanqiu, medicine is undoubtedly very important, and he is relying on these things to continue his life.Song Wen checked the medicine bottles, unscrewed the caps and looked at the white pills in them.

Seeing the medicine, Lu Siyu couldn't help feeling a little nervous, licked his lips lightly, and avoided his head.

"This box of medicine is a bit weird." Song Wen studied for a while, and put a box of anti-fever medicine aside, "This medicine only took four pills in total, then look here."

He pointed to the date of production above, "The production date of the drug was December last year, which was obviously later than other drugs. This bottle of drug may have been bought after he used Zhang Rui's identity. And this drug... is prescription."

Lu Siyu picked up the medicine box and looked at it carefully. A purple sticky note was stuck on an inconspicuous place with the amount of each time marked on it. He said, "This way of marking medicines is different from hospitals and pharmacies. Chen Yanqiu replaced Zhang Rui’s identity, so he should be very cautious and would not go to crowded places. His range of activities is limited. It may be a small clinic near the hotel."

Song Wendao: "Maybe we are lucky enough to find where this clinic is."

The two packed the suitcases inside and out again, and found no other clues.Song Wen returned the box and took Lu Siyu to Maochang Street in the west of the city.

Maochang Street is located in the north of Nancheng, which is a bit like a shanty town in the old city. Song Wen looked for a sign for Ruyi Hotel and drew an arrow to point to an alley. He parked the car in the alley. Outside, go inside, there is no parking place.

There is still rare brick land in the small alleys. There are two-story buildings on both sides, but they have been built for a few years. They are relatively simple. Many of them may not be living in the landlord, but are used as low-rent housing and rented out.

Many migrant workers live here, and they even recruit fellow villagers to rent together. There are children running around in the alleys just after school, making this place even smaller.

As a corner of the South City, this place is completely different from those rural areas or towns. The population density here is obviously higher than those places.Moreover, the people here are closer to the bustling city.There are piles of domestic garbage everywhere in the alley, and there are fallen cigarette butts on the ground. If you say it better, you have a breath of life, if you say it, it means that there are too many poor people and the quality is difficult to improve, especially there is a huge gap between here and the city. It makes people unwilling.

The Ruyi Hotel looked unsatisfactory at all. The signs had been washed away by the rain to barely see the color, and it was difficult for Fu Linjiang to find it before.

Lu Siyu kept frowning as he entered the alley. He was disgusted with the smell here, as if there was a lingering smell of sweat everywhere, making him a little nauseous.Not far from the alley, there was an old lady cursing in her native dialect, which made his head hurt even more.

Song Wen walked into the Ruyi Hotel, and a short, fat lady boss came and opened the door and led them into the courtyard.Song Wen showed her credentials, and the female boss said, "Ah, I know, your colleague just came yesterday and took things away."

She looked at Song Wen and Lu Siyu, her eyes flickering and vigilant, "Did that person commit a major crime? Or it's worth your visits over and over again and again."

Song Wendao: "The young man was murdered. It has nothing to do with you. Let's check the situation. Just tell me what you think."

Song Wen was not in a hurry to ask about the medicine box, and casually pulled the household, let the female boss take them to look at the room where Chen Yanqiu lived before his death.

The room where Chen Yanqiu lived in the past was just vacant. Lu Siyu stood outside the door and looked at it. The environment here is not very good. The room faces north and is leaning on the dark side. It also smells impervious to the air on a hot day.

Looking at this, Lu Siyu was suddenly very sad. The young man should feel bleak in his last time. He was already seriously ill, and he separated himself from his only relatives and turned himself into one. The kite that only broke the thread.

Song Wen continued to chat with the proprietress over there, and then began to ask Chen Yanqiu's work and rest habits, what he likes to do and what he likes to eat.

The female boss thought about it for a while and replied: "He occasionally goes out for a walk and bask in the sun, either ordering takeaways, or eating at a small restaurant nearby. He likes the wontons at the end of the street and often goes there. That's a quiet one. Young man. He doesn’t talk much, he’s very talkative. I haven’t delayed the money from our hotel.” She thought about it and added, “I think he didn’t belong here originally, and he was not familiar with the people here. During this time here, there are relatively few people here."

Song Wen asked again: "Has anyone visited him?"

"I didn't pay attention." The female boss said these words, suddenly thinking about the starting point, "However, it seems that once, when I saw him coming out, a man was waiting for him at the entrance of the alley."

"Man? Are there any more clues? For example, age, height or something." Song Wen asked again, which was a new discovery.

The female boss could see that she was trying to recall: "I... didn't look too clearly, only saw a figure from the back, it should be a man, a little hunched."

After a few more chattering words, Song Wen turned his face pale when he saw Lu Siyu standing aside, and knew that he could not bear it anymore, so he took out the pill box from his pocket and asked the main topic: "Ask the boss again. Next, are there clinics around here marked with this label?"

The female boss glanced at it and said, "This is the Limei Clinic. It's on the east side of the road. If we are sick, we basically go there to see it. Go to the front, there is a small supermarket, just walk past."

Song Wen thanked the boss and pulled out Siyu.When Lu Siyu got outside the hospital, he squatted down, covered his mouth and retched.He closed his eyes, his larynx rolled a few times, held back, and paused for a few seconds before daring to breathe.

Song Wen waited for him for a while, then went to the stall on the roadside to buy a bottle of mineral water and handed it to him: "Isn't it just a hotel, the cleaning is pretty clean, Chen Yanqiu has lived for more than a month."

Lu Siyu shook his head: "The smell of living people is too strong..." There was a problem with the layout of the hotel. The room was divided into two rooms. The bedding on the bed felt like it hadn't been washed for a while, maybe because Chen Yanqiu lived there. It also smelled of illness and despair.Staying any longer, he was almost overwhelmed by that smell.

Lu Siyu took the mineral water and rinsed his mouth, then closed his eyes and rested for a while, feeling better.He is completely different from Song Wen. Song Wen can talk a few words no matter who he meets, but he just wants to stay away. For so many years, he doesn't hate being able to come in close contact with him, as if it was Song Wen.

Song Wen didn't dare to urge him, and waited for him to slow down before walking to the clinic as the boss said.This time he didn't let Lu Siyu in, so he just let him wait outside.

The clinic was opened in Ludong. When I walked in, I found that it was crowded with people. Several elderly people were receiving infusions here, and there was a middle-aged woman wearing a mask. Line up."

Song Wen shook his ID and whispered: "I'm a policeman, I want to ask something about it."

The woman walked outside, looked at Song Wenhe and Lu Siyu who was waiting outside, took off her mask and frowned and asked, "I am the person in charge of this clinic. What are you asking? Although I am simple here, I never Doing something illegal, the one who asked me to have a baby never did..."

Song Wen said, "It's not about the operation of the clinic." Then he took out the box of medicine and showed it to the woman, "Is this box of medicine prescribed by you? I want to know the situation."

Li Mei looked at the purple label: "It's me, but this medicine is a commonly used medicine. I don't know how much to prescribe it every month, and I don't necessarily remember it."

Song Wen took out another photo of Chen Yanqiu, "Do you have any impression of this young man?"

Li Mei thought for a moment, then nodded: "Some impressions."

Song Wen suddenly felt his spirit: "This is the key person in the case we are investigating now. Please remember what happened when he came to the clinic at the time."

Li Mei recalled for a while and said: "It seems to be the end of last year. It was more than one month, and one day it rained heavily and there were not many patients. Then an old man took the young man and found me. The young man was very weak and had a fever. At that time, I couldn't judge his condition, so I could only prescribe him some fever-reducing drugs. I told him to go to the big hospital."

"Old man? Is it his relative or something?" Song Wen frowned. In the words of the boss's wife, a man was mentioned. Is that man the same person as this old man?

Li Mei said: "I don't know too much. I thought it was his father. Later, the young man called the old man uncle. Then the old man didn't say a word during the treatment. After seeing the doctor, the two of them left. Then the second time, almost half a month later, the young man had a high fever again, and the old man found the prescription from the last time. I gave him a box of medicine at that time and again told them to go. At the hospital, the old man promised well at the time, and I don't know if he went there later."

In just a few words, the patient in the room was a bit unable to sit still, and another person looked at the door and called: "Doctor Li..."

Li Mei turned around and said: "Wait, wait a while, right away."

Song Wen continued to ask, "What does that old man look like, and does it have any characteristics?"

Li Mei shook her head and pointed to the room: "You have also seen how many patients are coming to me in one day. I can remember them because it was a little strange to see the young man, as if he was seriously ill, and he knew his condition, but he didn't. Let me check in detail. The old man who accompanied him is an ordinary old man. I can't remember any characteristics or height. Even if I show me the photo, I may not be able to recognize it."

Song Wen asked a few more questions. Li Mei said that he couldn't remember clearly. The patient inside was so urging. Song Wen had to let her go back, gave her a business card, and told him what relevant information he thought of.

At the end, Li Mei asked him: "What happened to that young man?"

Song Wendao: "He was killed."

Li Mei was stunned for a while, ah, with a sad and regretful expression, and went to the clinic.

Song Wen walked down the steps of the clinic.Lu Siyu asked him: "Who do you think the old man will be?"

Song Wendao: "We checked before. Chen Yanqiu's relatives are not here, and he has no friends. Maybe... also a patient?" Then he shook his head and denied the possibility, "It's not like a patient, if it is. The patient can at least prescribe medicine for him instead of taking him to a small clinic to prescribe fever medicine."

Lu Siyu licked his lower lip. There was a bold thought in his heart, but because he was too bold, he didn't dare to say it easily. There are still too few clues.

Song Wen checked the time. It was 4:30 in the afternoon. If you return to the city bureau, you will get off work. Let’s get off work. It’s a bit early. He put his hands in his pockets and thought about it for a moment. turn."

Lu Siyu didn't speak. He was a little embarrassed to stay here for a long time, but fortunately, it tasted better after he left the alley.

Song Wen didn't seem to be in a hurry, and walked around, feeling like killing time.The two people walked along the street all the way to the end of the road. Song Wen pointed to the wonton stall in front and said, "Go, go over and ask again."

The stall was very small, with only two tables and a few round stools. The owner was quite enthusiastic. Song Wen didn't dare to let Lu Siyu eat indiscriminately, so he ordered a fresh meat wonton and asked Lu Siyu a cup of warm water.

Seeing the boss busy on the sidelines, Song Wen whispered to Lu Siyu: "In the past, when I was a trainee police officer, searching was my favorite part. Although data work is very important to solve a case, you should not sit in the office. Only when I get in touch, can people think that this is a living person. At that time, the old policeman who took me told me not to worry, the clues are in life, and sometimes there are unexpected gains. At that time, Not long after I started studying criminal investigation portraits, I like to carry my sketchbooks whenever I see interesting-looking people, and I will draw them.” Song Wen took a pair of disposable chopsticks and broke it off, recalling, “The old policeman often said In one sentence, if you don’t understand people, you won’t be able to solve the case."

Not long after, the boss cooked the wontons and brought them up. Song Wen tasted one and nodded: "Oh, let alone, it's really delicious. Would you like to try it?"

Lu Siyu hesitated, seeming to be worried about the sanitary conditions here. Seeing that Song Wen ate deliciously, he finally took one of the chopsticks on the side and ate it in his mouth. This wonton has thin skin and good meat filling. , Can not say how amazing, but it makes people think of the taste of starting home.

Lu Siyu sat aside, holding a disposable paper cup in his hand, feeling the temperature of the water coming from it, and the fragrance of wonton in his mouth.

At this time, the sun was sinking and the sky gradually dimmed. People of all kinds of migrant workers got off work, talking, laughing, and clamoring, gradually gathering from the prosperous part of the city.

When Lu Siyu watched so quietly, he suddenly felt that this place didn't seem so annoying and intolerable.

They are really doing their best to get close to Chen Yanqiu, even though he died six months ago. They went to see the hotel where he stayed, walked the way he went, to the clinic he went to, and eat. Chaos he had eaten.

I just hope that I can get closer to him, understand him, and discover the real cause of his death.

After Song Wen finished eating the wontons, he went to show the boss Chen Yanqiu's photo. The boss nodded and said: "Yes, this person, before the Chinese New Year last winter, often eat at my stall, sometimes alone, sometimes There was also an old man with two people. Later, I didn’t know what to do, so I never came again.” Having said that, he showed the photo to the owner of the stall beside him, “This is the person, do you still have an impression?”

The boss is a small toy business. He put a few toys in front for people to loop. He frowned and said, "It looks familiar, but I have to think about it."

Song Wen generously took out ten yuan: "Come three times, you think about it slowly."

Then Song Wen stood in front of the line and threw two casually, none of them were caught.Holding the last circle, turning around and smiling at Lu Siyu, "Want to try?"

Lu Siyu was taken aback, he stretched out his hand to take the circle, and looked at it. The circle was small and light, and it was extremely easy to throw away. He didn't play this much since he was a child. I think this is the trick of the stall owner, and it fails nine out of ten times.

Song Wen was so kind, he just threw it away, and the circle in his hand flew out, hitting the head of a white little bunny doll, shaking it, and then trapping it.

Originally, Lu Siyu didn't report any hope, but after throwing it like this, the whole person was stunned.

Song Wen smiled and said, "Boss, I'm hit, give something."

"Hey, really good luck!" The boss smiled and handed the toy to Lu Siyu.Lu Siyu was a little unprepared, looking down at the toy in his hand, but it was nothing like what he would buy.The toy bunny was made of felt, and it was furry, squinting and sticking out his tongue.

Song Wen looked at him and whispered, "It's so cute."

Lu Siyu still didn't react, and he held the rabbit in one hand and said, "It's quite cute. I don't know how to put it in. I will use it as a toy for the little wolf when I return."

Song Wen gave a hum, but thought in his heart, he was not talking about rabbits.

The stall owner suddenly remembered something: "By the way, the person you mentioned, I remembered, they also circled here. At that time it was the young man who kept looking here while eating wontons. Later, they all I bought ten loops and took away a model of the South City Tower. That was the only one. I was always distressed."

"Nancheng Tower?" Song Wen was taken aback when he heard this. He and Lu Siyu looked at each other, and both of them suddenly remembered something.There is no such model in Chen Yanqiu's relics. They have seen the same model in another place-on the windowsill of Zhang Congyun's house.

Song Wen pulled out Zhang Congyun's picture and showed it to the stall owner.

The stall owner nodded and said, "Yes, that's this person. I said at the time that this is very interesting for father and son."

After hearing this, Song Wen and Lu Siyu's face changed.

One of these two people is a family member of a car accident victim, and the other is a car accident victim, but they knew each other, and before Chen Yanqiu's death, they had frequent contacts for a while...

More importantly, Zhang Congyun was lying before!