Criminal Investigation Notes

After the announcement, the shaking of the ship became more obvious.

Looking out from the round window, you can see that the waves are constantly rolling and rolling outside. In the boundless sea, this ship is like a small leaf, swayed by the sea.

For a while, the cabin became quiet, and the passengers who were chatting just now changed their faces, trying to grasp something around them, trying to maintain their balance.

Lu Siyu coughed lightly, and grasped the edge of the armrest of the sofa with his hands. The knuckles were tight and white.

Song Wen didn't feel anything. He got up and walked to the window, and looked into the distance. In the endless sea, a small island has appeared far away. From the beginning, there was only a small spot, gradually becoming larger.

It was a small mountain-shaped island, covered with green vegetation, and the beach was covered with soft white sand.From a distance, you can see some seabirds hovering around the island.

That is their destination, South Shark Island.

There are no tall buildings, no viaducts, and even people are scarce.It retains some hard-to-see natural scenery, which is different from the urban and rural areas, like a pure land far away from the city, a paradise, and an Eden on earth.

Song Wen watched for a while, then sat back next to Lu Siyu, and asked him in a low voice, "Is it all right?"

The hull swayed from left to right, like a pirate ship in an amusement park. Lu Siyu closed his eyes and shook his head. There was a cold sweat on his forehead, his internal organs were shaken uncomfortably, his stomach churned, and he ignored Li Song. Wen, I felt like I was about to vomit out.

Song Wen sat aside, and Lu Siyu grabbed Song Wen's arm. At this time, he was completely unfamiliar with his outfit, and he completely used him as an armrest.Song Wen patted him for comfort.

Lu Siyu is still within a tolerable range, and his body is fully supported by his will, but if it takes a little longer, it will be difficult to say.

Fortunately, not long after, there was a soft noise outside, and the boat stopped.

The small island that was still some distance away is now in sight.

A boatman greeted: "It's here, you hurry up and get off the boat!" They have to hurry back to the voyage and return to Xinchuan Port before the typhoon.

Each of the tourists seemed to be drunk, and stood up staggeringly, and went to take their luggage.

Song Wen carried his bag and looked at the hiking bag with a tripod next to it. Knowing that it was from Lu Siyu, he picked it up directly.

This group of people was a little embarrassed and rushed off the ship by the crew in a hurry. It could be said that they were thrown out of the ship, but when they arrived at the port, the ship seemed to be in no hurry, so it stopped aside and did not see its return. .

Amy raised her middle finger a little angrily at the cruise ship, "I was urging my life just now, but now I am not in a hurry."

Once the feet found the ground and rested for a while, those who were seasick slowly came over.

This is a small port, now there is a typhoon approaching, there are no tourists coming, the staff are lazy, and there is no one beside the boat.

Everyone got off the boat and arranged equipment on the side of the plank road. The sea breeze was blowing. Although the wind was very strong, it was not as exaggerated when they were on the boat.

On the dock, one can hear the seabirds calling one after another.

The first thing you feel when standing on the island is that the air on the sea is particularly fresh. This small island retains a lot of original features. Many vegetation grows naturally. Coupled with the perennial sea breeze, the living environment is very close to nature.

Jiang Jiang turned on the phone to read the latest news about the typhoon. On the map, a huge white disk was approaching, and there was still a short distance from the island where they were.

She reminded everyone: "There are still about five hours before the typhoon comes."

These five hours are approximate. Generally speaking, in about three hours, it will start to rain near the edge of the typhoon.

Teacher Su said: "Let’s go to the Happy Hotel as soon as possible before the typhoon comes. Don’t get caught in the middle of the road after it rains." The location of the Happy Hotel is on a small cliff on the island. Some way.

After listening to Teacher Su's words, only the couple responded positively and carried their bags.

Lu Siyu took out the cup and drank a few sips of the warm water he brought with him. He finally slowed down and exchanged glances with Song Wen.

When he got here, he couldn't wait any longer, and was anxious to see Wu Hongyou and ask the truth about what happened back then.

Song Wen said to them: "Well, I want to go shopping on the island first, and I will go to the hotel before the typhoon."

Lu Siyu said: "I'm going to take advantage of the typhoon to see if I can capture a group of photos."

Jiang Jiang also held Qiu Lan and said: "Teacher, we want to go to the beach for a short while, and we will pay attention to safety." The typhoon is approaching. One of them is curious and looks fresh everywhere, and the other is a little worried about the seabirds. .

Teacher Su was a little worried for them, but these people are all adults. It's useless to say more. He can only tell the two students: "Well then, you must be careful, and come back quickly if there is wind or rain. Two people must not Go away."

The seven people were divided into three groups. Lu Siyu and Song Wen were going to the center of the island, Jiang Jiang and Qiu Lan were going to the beach, and Teacher Su and the couple were going to the hotel, so everyone went to the port and went their separate ways.

Lu Siyu took the luggage from Song Wen and walked in front of him. When he was out of sight, Song Wen ran a few steps, caught up with him, and then snatched the bag on his back.

Lu Siyu didn't say anything, so he was left alone.He walked all the way in front, although he was walking, but the speed was very fast, Song Wen needed to walk quickly behind to catch him.

Nansha Island is not very big. After a dozen minutes of walking from the port, I arrived at the residential area. There are only a few main streets and a population of hundreds of years.

The typhoon will not arrive in the future, and the sky is tinged with a grayish-yellow color, and water vapor is contained in the air. The humidity here is obviously much higher than inland.The sea breeze was a bit bitter, and Lu Siyu had never been here before, and felt that the wind hurt his skin. He tried to bury his face under his collar along the way.

On the street, there are some stalls, shops, and farmhouses. Some sell tourist souvenirs and some sell seafood. Several tourist shops have already closed, and others are preparing to close their stalls.

The people on the island are putting tape on the windows, and some are strengthening the roof. They watched the two young people walking through the street with some strange eyes.The previous tourists had all set off at noon. Obviously they did not expect that there would be tourists going to the island in the typhoon.

Lu Siyu walked to a few houses, a little lost.What they were looking for was 27 Qingzhou Road, but when they got to this side, there was no street sign.

Song Wen opened the map and looked at it, but there was no information, so he could only ask a villager.

As soon as the name Zhang Hongqiao was mentioned, the other party frowned and said, "Zhang Hongqiao? This person is dead..."

died?

When Lu Siyu heard these words, his face suddenly turned pale, his fingertips were cold, as if his blood had been emptied, his mind was confused for a while, and he subconsciously asked, "How did she die?"

The villager thought about it for a while and said: "It just died of illness. It seems that it was last year. It was buried outside the village." Then he looked at them with some caution, "Are you looking for her?"

Seeing that Lu Siyu was depressed, Song Wen realized that he was afraid of breaking the clues. He stepped forward and continued: "We are two brothers. We came here to find people. The old man in the family kept talking about our family on the island. Such a distant relative has broken contact for so many years, but the old man must have asked us to come and see. Is there anyone in her family?"

The villagers no longer doubted, and replied: "There is a cousin who is still here. Her cousin's surname is Li, and her name is Li Mingmei. Their home is at the end of the road. That laundry shop is."

Song Wendao thanked him, and when the villager left, he pulled Lu Siyu a bit and said, "Let's go, since we are all here, let's go and take a look."

Lu Siyu gave a hum. He also knew that he was too impatient. From Xu Changying's death until now, he has been chasing this clue. He heard the news of Zhang Hongqiao's death and couldn't accept it. Now he calmed down. , Understand that what Song Wen said is right.

They've all arrived here, no matter how many clues they can find, do their best to be safe.

The two people walked down the road for another two minutes, and finally saw the little door face of a laundry shop.

Song Wen pulled him a bit, and pointed to a person on the side of the road: "It may be that person."

Lu Siyu followed his gaze and saw that there was a thin woman standing in front of a few hanging poles, collecting the sheets drying in front of the door. Now here, Lu Siyu could not help but feel a little nervous.

Song Wen approached, and tentatively called out: "Hello, is it Li Mingmei?"

The woman heard the sound, turned her head, and looked at them with a confused expression.

Lu Siyu also looked at the woman in front of him. The person in front of him had dry-black skin, yellowish white eyes, furrowed face, and all the hair on his head was silver, and he seemed to be in his sixties.

Lu Siyu asked again: "Excuse me, did Zhang Hongqiao live here in the past?"

"Yes, but she died of illness at the beginning of last year... She has no relatives, no friends, you are..." Li Mingmei said, looking at the two people in front of her, she had some accents, her hands were rough, Many traces of corrosion by detergent, her height is not low, but a bit hunched, standing there looked dry and thin.

Before I saw this woman, I just listened to the villagers. Lu Siyu still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, and now, the last hope was broken in his chest.

Lu Siyu’s eye circles suddenly turned red, and he felt a little bit of breathing. Wu Hongyou was the closest person he could find to the truth 19 years ago. For this truth, so many people were sacrificed and it took so long. time.For this day, he went through ups and downs and hardships.But why, still want to pass the truth?

The three of them stood in the yard, the sheets of various colors still hung on the rope beside them, and they were blown in the air by the wind.

Song Wen knew that if the clues were broken, how severe the blow would be to Lu Siyu, he did not hide his identity at this time, and took out his own ID: "We are the criminal police of Nancheng City Bureau. I want to ask, you and Zhang Hongqiao The relationship is..."

The woman stroked her hair tossed by the wind: "I am her distant cousin."

Song Wen asked again: "Did Zhang Hongqiao always live on the island? She hasn't used another name?"

The woman hesitated for a while, read Lu Siyu and Song Wen again, and then said: "She came to me more than ten years ago. She is the daughter of my mother's cousin. She used to be from Nancheng, whose surname is Wu, and her name is Wu Hongyou. ."

Song Wen continued to ask: "Then did she tell you something about her experience?"

Li Mingmei lowered her head, closed the sheets in her hand, and hesitated: "She... didn't tell me too much, I just knew what happened to her and was afraid of hiding on the island. She was frightened and frightened for a lifetime. Even when he finally fell ill, he dared not go out of the island to see a doctor."

It sounds like the experience is right. The woman named Zhang Hongqiao should be the Wu Hongyou they were looking for, but unfortunately, they came a step late.This is an island, and the management is lax, so the woman stayed here for several years.

"You come in with me." Li Mingmei took the remaining sheets and hugged them into the house.Lu Siyu and Song Wen followed the woman in.

This is an old house. It was turned into a simple laundry room. There were a few old machines in the outhouse, including a washing machine and a clothes dryer.At this time the washing machine was still on, buzzing against the wall.

There are not many things in the back room, very simple.

Song Wen habitually looked at the room, which was obviously the room of an elderly woman living alone. There were only one copy of towels, cups, slippers and many other things, without a trace of other people.

Li Mingmei poured herself a cup of hot water, and then rubbed her callous hands.

There were only two chairs in the room. Lu Siyu and Song Wen sat, and Li Mingmei sat on a double bed made of wooden boards.

Song Wen first asked for Li Mingmei's ID card for verification. The ID card was issued a few years ago, because it is already old and valid for a long time.

Then Li Mingmei took out a box from under the bed and said to the two policemen: "All the things my cousin left behind during her lifetime are here. She wrote some things in the notebook, and I couldn't read, so I kept it. Look, if there is something you want in it."

Lu Siyu's eyes were red, and he took the small box that the woman handed over.

There are two hair ties, a dilapidated doll, a few old jewellery that are not very valuable, and a notebook.

The book should have been left for a long time, the cover paper is crumpled, and the paper inside has also turned yellow, and it smells of moldy.

Lu Siyu opened the book with trembling hands. There were many words written on the paper, densely packed.

Lu Siyu pursed his lips and looked at it carefully. God didn't crush his last hope.What is recorded in the book is the truth he has been searching for.

It seems that Zhang Hongqiao had recorded everything she had experienced before he died.

Song Wen also bowed his head and leaned over, watching together.

Reading the above text, Lu Siyu seemed to be standing at a misty crossroad, facing away from Wu Hongyou 19 years ago.

After so many years, the woman has been blurred in his memory, but he only remembers that it is a beautiful woman with a plump body.This woman is one of his enemies. Seeing her write down the events of the year, Lu Siyu naturally recalled the tragedy.He felt that his chest was trapped, and even his stomach hurts...

"What happened back then has been kept in my heart for so many years as a secret. I have never told anyone about it. I even think that I might enter the grave with those secrets."

"As time goes by, I have been hiding on the island for more than ten years. Every day, I live a life of fear and fear, my health is getting worse and worse, my hair is falling out, and I dare not go to the doctor. , My life began to count down."

"Recently, I have been having nightmares. I dream of Long Jinrong, dreams of bait, dreams of Ankui, dreams of the couple... Those who died in the villa, died more than ten years ago People, I have a hunch that I'm going to see them. Before I die, I still decided to record this."

"Those things back then... were too bizarre. The beginning of the matter should start from the acquaintance between me and Long Jinrong..."

"That year, I lived by dancing and selling wine in a dance hall in Nancheng. My age is older, not better than those young girls, but my temperament is fierce, and there are still some men who like me and are willing to take care of me. Business."

"At that time, I was always thinking, when will I be able to achieve this kind of life? I also hope that I can get out of the sea of ​​suffering, but I don't have a skill, I am naive, and even dream of finding true love."

"One day, there was a rich old man in the dance hall who kept pestering me. That old man was famous for being brutal and would beat people if he didn't want it. The little girls in the dance hall were afraid of him."

"I didn't want to pay attention to him, but I didn't dare to offend him. The old man had to push me to drink. At this time, a man rushed out and gave the old man a bottle and saved me. That man, It was the security guard of the ballroom at that time. His name was Long Jinrong. At that time, I felt I fell in love with him..."

"Later, that man was the most wanted criminal in Nancheng history, and the principal culprit in the 519 case, Long Jinrong..."

"Perhaps in the eyes of others, this man feels heinous, but when he was with me back then, although he was not a good man, he was still a man of righteousness. Every day he thought about how to give his own old man. Dad treats illnesses. Although he is vicious, he never beats old people or women. He spent all his money to treat his father. For a while, he even used the money I gave him to live and live. In the room I rented."

"We drank and lingered every day, dreaming of getting rich in one day."

"If you didn't meet that man, he might just be a gangster, walking on the streets. And I might have a mediocre life. If I have enough fun, I will find an honest man to marry."

"But everything has changed because of that person's appearance."

The little butterfly shook its wings until today, a storm has formed...