Criminal Investigation Notes

At the Nancheng City Bureau after twelve o'clock, the lights were brightly lit, except for the criminal police on duty, as well as the police who had just returned from inspection.

Everyone in the entire police station looked serious and hurried.Before that vicious serial killer was caught, no one dared to relax.

Tian Ming's team had just returned, and he was anxious about the case. Hearing that Song Wen had arrested someone, he hurried over to inquire about the situation.

Song Wen simply handed the case to him and Fu Linjiang for trial. He went to his seat and took some things, and pulled Lu Siyu into the storage room.

Lu Siyu was taken aback, not knowing what Song Wen was going to do.

Song Wendao: "Did you hurt just now? Let me have a look."

Only then did Lu Siyu remember that when he was fighting with the man, he was scratched a bit by the nail on the wooden stick.The wound was on the outer thigh above the knee.Lu Siyu lowered his head and said, "But it just scratched the skin. After so long, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Song Wendao: "Let me see."

Only then did Lu Siyu lift up his skirt, and the wound was a scratch about five centimeters in total. The deepest part was about half a centimeter deep. Some blood leaked out and the stockings were torn.

Song Wen took out the iodine and said: "You take off your socks first." Then he looked at it and said, "Sit on the table, and I can give you medicine later."

Lu Siyu and Yiyan sat on the table in the storage room and took off the stockings. When he reached the wound, he found that the socks had been glued to the wound. He frowned slightly and lowered his head with a "hiss" sound. He was not moving just now. I felt painful, but at this time I felt a little painful when I opened the sticky wound.

"I'm coming." Song Wen said to help him melt the wound with iodine, and then carefully blew it while helping him slowly take off the flesh-colored stockings.

After finally getting out of the wound, Lu Siyu put his hand on the table, just about to say he came.Song Wen took off his shoes and took off his socks.

The skirt that was in the way was lifted to the waist, and Lu Siyu suddenly realized that he was so naked from leg to toe.He was a little shy for a while, curled up his snow-white toes unconsciously, then took a piece of clothing from the side and put it on his leg.

Song Wen thought he was cold, so he lowered his head and said, "It will be fine soon. It may rain at night. I will give you medicine first and then put on waterproof adhesive tape."

The blood on the leg was wiped off, and the wound was also treated with medicine.The storage room was extremely quiet for a while. Lu Siyu looked down at Song Wen. From this angle, his eyes were drooping, his eyelashes trembled, his mouth was squeezed, his expression serious and serious.

The two were very close, and Lu Siyu could even feel that Song Wen's shallow breathing made his legs itchy.

Lu Siyu's heart moved a little for a while. The last time Song Wen wiped his wounds, it seemed to be the chocolate case. Now that it’s been counted, so long has passed...

Song Wen wrapped the whole wound of Lu Siyu and said: "Let's do this first. It's best to go to the hospital to see this wound. It's better not to leave scars..." Then he was relieved, packed his things and raised his head. Only then realized that Lu Siyu is wearing a little bit now, and the legs in front of him are long, thin and straight. He just took care of the bandaging. Looking back now, the tips of his fingers seem to have Lu Siyu's body temperature...

What's more terrible is that now Lu Siyu is wearing a female suit, and his wig has not been taken off. He has a sense of temptation that he didn't have in the past with long hair.

The two looked at each other for a moment. Song Wen suddenly felt that his eyes were dazzled by the light in the room and his face burned. He didn't dare to look directly at Lu Siyu, and hurriedly looked away: "You can change your clothes. , It’s almost done outside, I’ll go take a look."

Five minutes later, Lu Siyu finally changed back to the menswear he usually wore, and then went to the interrogation room.

Tian Ming and Fu Linjiang are talking to Song Wen about the situation.

Tian Ming said: "It's all recruited. It's not the prisoner. It's a mimic at best. The suspect and the victim know each other. What the man says is to protect the girl, but it's not at all. He put a rope in his pocket, just thought. I threw it and we found it. He saw the report that someone had killed the girl recently and was strangled, so he started thinking."

Fu Linjiang nodded and added: "The guy has liked this girl for a long time, and the girl has rejected him twice. Today they had a party and drank, and they were on the road with a hot mind. If they didn't meet you, the girl would be dangerous. He sighed, "Although I didn't catch the Lord, I can save one and save the other."

Tian Ming frowned: "Our propaganda has been put on for so long, so why is someone coming out at night?"

Song Wendao: "A lot of places are originally 996 now, let alone there are a lot of night work, unexpected circumstances, you want the whole city of women of the right age to curfew? That is impossible and unrealistic."

Tian Ming said, "Hey, we have done everything we can do anyway."

Song Wen lowered his head and brought the topic back to the impersonator. "If there is a rope, there is a motive for killing. He moved his hand at us, count the assault on the police, and try to give him a heavier sentence. At least, let the company be able to fire the man. Yes, it’s better for girls to change jobs and stay away."

Speaking of this, Song Wen took a look at the time. He turned his head and said to everyone, "Get off work, Lu Siyu was scratched just now. I will take him to get the cold shot, and we will continue tomorrow."

Tian Ming said, "Oh, right, Gu Ju also said in the afternoon that we are sympathetic to our overtime work recently. Except for those on duty, those who patrol at night will not be counted as being late for attendance before ten o'clock in the morning."

Song Wendao: "This time the old man is rare to be kind."

Several people were packing up their things, but one person walked in anxiously from the outside. The person was dressed in a suit and had a straight posture. It seemed that whether he was an expert or not, the expert's posture was enough.

The one who walked in was Zhuang Yi, who hadn't shown up for a few days. Song Wen once thought that this consultant had received a round of traffic, rubbed the nearest hot spot, and was ready to escape. He did not expect to appear in the city bureau in the middle of the night.

Tian Ming said hello: "Yeah, Professor Zhuang, why are you here this night?"

Zhuang Yi loosened the tie around his neck, his face turned pale, and he apparently hurried over: "I just finished recording a program today. I stopped by the city bureau to take a look at the police colleague who worked overtime. What did you gain today? ?"

Now that the bureau is away, everyone talks a lot easier.

Song Wendao: "Only caught a model criminal."

Zhuang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and digested the good news while sitting on the side table: "That's good, I don't know what happened, my eyelids keep jumping."

Tian Ming heard it strangely, and joked: "Your psychologists believe this too? The left eye is Cai Cai, the right eye disaster. Which one are you jumping?"

Zhuang Yi glanced at him and said with a serious expression: "Together." Then he got up and said, "Since you have nothing to do here, then..."

As soon as he said this, the old telephone on Tian Ming's desk suddenly rang, and the bell rang, a little abrupt in this dark night.

Everyone turned their heads and looked at the phone. Tian Ming looked at Zhuang Yi, and he murmured a crow's mouth. He hesitated whether to answer the phone, and turned his head to look at everyone: "It's one o'clock in the morning in the middle of the night. You should hit 110 in emergencies, and you won't be able to report our clues. It won't... is it a prank?"

Fu Linjiang frowned and said, "You can't make this phone call for mischief, right?"

Tian Ming said: "Who said that, I have received a few before, and there are advertisements. This is weird in the middle of the night."

While speaking, the phone rang a few more times, and Song Wen said next to him: "Take it, what are you waiting for? Maybe there is a clue."

Tian Ming reluctantly picked up the microphone and set it aside, and pressed hands-free: "Hey, this is the reporting hotline of Nancheng City Bureau."

Zhang Ziqi didn't dare to be careless and turned on the system for monitoring and recording.

The whole room was quiet, and everyone was waiting for a response from the phone.

No one speaks.

Tian Ming asked again: "Who?!"

Still no one spoke.

Tian Ming lost his patience: "Is it a prank? I ended the prank?"

Fu Linjiang looked down at the surveillance recording device. It was recording the recording of this call. The voice file on the opposite side was a straight line, with only a few fluctuations. That was some noise, indicating that the phone was indeed on a call.

Zhuang Yi frowned suddenly: "Shhh." He made a quiet gesture and signaled Tian Ming not to hang up. He grabbed a pen on a side table and hurriedly wrote on the paper: Maybe it was the threat. By.

Then he thought for a moment and wrote a few more words: I'll take it.

Tian Ming gave way to the phone.

Zhuang Yi leaned in front of the phone: "Hello, hello, this is Zhuang Yi." Then he asked tentatively, "Is that you?"

The opposite was still quiet, but everyone felt that the call was a little different.In this gap, there was a muffled thunder outside, and the whole earth seemed to be trembling. Everyone in the room was shocked by the thunder, and even the lights on their heads flashed.

After the thunder, Lu Siyu stared at the recording software intently, and the record on it was no longer a blank, but there were some fluctuations, like breathing sounds...

Song Wen made a gesture to ask Zhang Ziqi to lock the phone number as soon as possible and check the head of the household and the location of the call.

"I know you, I know you have a deep sense of guilt in your heart. It was this feeling that prompted you to make this call. The matter has not yet reached the point of irreversibility. If you cooperate with the police now, you can stop..." Zhuang Yi continued.

"You are wrong..." the other party finally said, his voice was extremely hoarse, and Zhuang Yi's face changed before the call.

The fluctuation of that curve suddenly became violent. Finally, everyone heard a sound through the loudspeaker, which was a heavy breathing sound.In the middle of the night, it sounds like a dormant beast, making the pores scary.Then there was a whirring sound, which rang for a few seconds, the phone was hung up, and there was a busy tone.

Lu Siyu, who was lowering his head and biting his nails, suddenly raised his head: "Just now, he was laughing!"