Criminal Investigation Notes

It wasn't until ten o'clock in the evening that the scene was under complete control. All the children were registered and sent to the hotel to settle in and rest. Special personnel were responsible for arrangement and care.

The flow of people at the gate of the Municipal Bureau finally dispersed in an orderly manner. All parents registered and went home to wait for the result.

After all this, everyone felt extremely tired.

At half past ten, Lu Siyu and Song Wen returned home.

The little wolf had already been suffocated at home, and when he saw them coming back, he rushed over, and then seemed to smell the blood of Lu Siyu, pinched his tail and stopped, looking at him with some doubts.

Lu Siyu said to Song Wen: "I'll take a shower first." Although he washed his hands and face in the city council, there were still a lot of blood stains on his clothes.

"Well, you go, be careful of the wound on your head, I will slip the dog first." Song Wen skillfully picked up the rope for walking the dog, rubbed the ear of the little wolf, "Goodbye, suffocate it."

Little Wolf had been familiar with him a long time ago, so he yelled twice, and then left with Song Wen. Before leaving, he reluctantly looked back at Lu Siyu.

Lu Siyu took the changed clothes and walked into the bathroom. He took off his clothes and turned on the shower nozzle. The warm liquid dripped down and washed away the blood stains on his face, hands and hair.

The thick, dried blood stained with water, turned into a pale red, smudged under his feet, and then gradually disappeared.

That was Yu Huizhi's blood, and the woman died in front of him today.

It is also warm liquid, and the feeling of water flow is completely different from that of blood.

These waters are pure, warm, and comfortable, and envelop him, as if they were softly soothed by lovers, as if they could take away all the filth.

The water flowed across his body, flowed along the neck and collarbone over the slender waist, and across the scars left by the newcomer, feeling a little numb, and then flowed continuously downward along the slender legs.

Lu Siyu washed very carefully, including the crevices of his fingers. He repeatedly used the bath lotion twice until he could no longer smell any blood. Then he wiped his body and replaced it with a white one. The shirt came out and then the hair was blown dry.

Song Wen had already returned with Little Wolf at this time. He watched Lu Siyu walk over with his head down, went to the cabinet and took the medicine box, stretched out his hand to pull him over, and rubbed a layer of alcohol on the wound on his head. Finally, I kissed him on the forehead.

Lu Siyu, who had just taken a shower, carried a fresh fragrance.

Song Wen explained to him: "Don't be too sad, we will find new clues."

Lu Siyu raised his head to look at Song Wen and pursed his lips: "I am not depressed. I hope that the child can return to the family smoothly."

Both he and Song Wen know very well that those children who have experienced these years will be completely different from ordinary children. They will be more sensitive and vulnerable.

Those children have tasted the evil taste and don't know what kind of seeds will be planted in their young hearts.The turmoil may have subsided for a while, but the follow-up may take several years or even ten years.

Then Lu Siyu lowered his head again: "I'm still thinking about what we should do next."

The moment he saw Yu Huizhi's death at first, he had a panic, but as time passed, he had gradually relieved.

Every time he is knocked down, it means that he is stronger.

From the chess game, the two sides are now even more evenly matched.The more eager the other party is to get rid of Yu Huizhi, it shows that their thinking is right.

They have now taken the initiative and are no longer taken away by the other party, which is a good thing.

They are getting closer and closer to the opponent's core, and the tighter the opponent is, the more flaws and feet they will expose.

The end of this battle is about to come.

Song Wendao: "I'm also thinking about who might be the gatekeeper of hell."

"There is no clue yet. Maybe we haven't come into contact with this person yet, maybe he is the beluga we call it." Lu Siyu made a decision, "I want to sort out all the information and context of the case."

Although the whole case has been repeatedly questioned by many people, many of them were not passed through his hands, and Lu Siyu wanted to sort it out himself.

In those cases, there must be clues that predecessors have overlooked.

Lu Siyu, who had just taken a shower, looked more and more white, his eyes seemed to be contaminated with water vapor, and his thin lips were also attractively colored.

Song Wen couldn't help thinking of the first time he saw Lu Siyu, when he felt that he was silent and deserted.

But as he got more in touch, he felt that the person in front of him was alive, smart, and brave. He looked thin and weak, but nothing could beat him.

Thinking of this, Song Wen felt very sorry for him and said, "I'll be with you tonight." Then he asked Lu Siyu again, "Are you hungry? Should I make you a supper first?"

Lu Siyu lowered his head and thought for a moment. He felt that he couldn't push himself too tightly. He had to be full to work. The food in his mind rotated around, and he suddenly said, "I want to eat dumplings. , But it’s a bit late now, isn’t it too much trouble?"

It's now past eleven o'clock, even if the action is fast, it will take more than half an hour.

Song Wen and Lu Siyu have not seen him make dumplings since they lived together. At this time, I heard him talk about it and said to him: "As long as you want to eat it, you can do it for as long as you want. First-class, you can make dumplings, but dumpling wrappers and fillings..."

In the past, these were all taken care of by Li Luanfang. She would buy machine-made dumpling skins and minced meat from the vegetable farm, drag Song Wen to wrap them, and let him cook them. Song Wen had never done handicraft since he was a child. Making dumplings was forced to practice ingenuity.

Li Luanfang deliberately makes more every time, putting the rest in the refrigerator, freezing it in a fresh-keeping bag, and taking it out whenever he doesn't want to cook, which is especially troublesome.At that time, Songcheng had ready-made items every time he came home. After eating, he patted his butt and went to work, which made Song Wen especially envious.

Lu Siyu raised his head and said, "You can cook the bag and cook, let me do the rest."

There is a good black pork at home, first put it in warm water to thaw.

Then Lu Siyu spent ten minutes and quickly reconciled his face. Song Wen was stunned. He had never thought that making face was such a simple matter.And not only that, after the reconciliation, the basin is clean, the dough is smooth and soft, and Lu Siyu's hands are also clean, and there is no flour at all.

At this time, the meat is also partially melted, and then defrosted in a microwave oven, and it is quickly mashed with a blender.

Lu Siyu asked Song Wen: "What kind of stuffing dumplings do you like?"

Song Wen dogleg said: "I'm not picky eaters, as long as you make it, I like it."

There is no leek at home, so Lu Siyu chose cabbage as a side dish.

While making it, Lu Siyu passed on to Song Wen’s exclusive secret book: “I don’t like to chop up the green onion and ginger and wrap it in dumplings. It will feel that the dumplings don’t taste good and they taste like impurities. The time is wrong, and there will be a smell of dead green onions, but those spices must be put."

He went and took two green onions, a large piece of ginger, and another handful of pepper, all onion and ginger were cut into small pieces.

Song Wen felt that watching a beautiful woman cooking is like a beautiful painting.

When Lu Siyu was cooking, he used clean and neat manners, and his movements were so smooth that Song Wen couldn't get tired of it.

Then he watched Lu Siyu raise the oil pan and fry a pot of spices and seasonings. The whole kitchen smelled of seasonings.

Lu Siyu filtered the fried scallion and ginger oil. After it was cooled, it was mixed in the meat, and a little water and an egg were added to make the meat softer and more tender.

Cut the cabbage with a food processor, sprinkle a little salt, and squeeze out the excess water.

Lu Siyu put cooking wine light soy sauce and pepper in the mixed meat, and then the old sauce to mix the color, and put several spoons of oil to increase the fresh flavor.

When the meat is mixed, put the cabbage in, and stir evenly in one direction.Finally, add salt according to the amount of filling.

After finishing the filling, Lu Siyu took out a rolling pin that was included when buying other tableware from the cabinet, and took out a large panel, which he had never used in the past, and came in handy today.

Lu Siyu kneaded the dough a few more times. He lowered his head, his long eyelashes moved slightly, and his expression was very calm.

The instant noodles were very soft, and they were quickly kneaded into long strips, cut into small pieces, dipped in dried noodles, and rolled a few times, and a dumpling skin with a thin and middle thickness was prepared.

Now, Song Wen finally had a chance to get started. He took a piece of dumpling wrapper in his hand, put the filling in the center of the dumpling wrapper, and then squeezed it hard with his index finger and thumb, and a dumpling with a thin skin and large filling was quickly ready. Up.

Lu Siyu glanced at it and said, "Not bad."

Song Wen was rarely praised: "I didn't expect me to hide my stunts."

The two of them worked together at a very fast speed. After a while, dozens of dumplings were baked, and the time was less than an hour.

Lu Siyu simply tidied the kitchen, and Song Wen went to cook the dumplings.

The white dumplings were soon out of the pot, and Song Wensheng came out and took vinegar and sesame oil.

It is midnight, and many people have already entered their dreams. Two people who have been busy all night sat at the restaurant table and eat dumplings while they were hot.

It seems that this attempt is quite successful, and the two people's cooperation is also full of tacit understanding.

Lu Siyu picked up the vinegar bottle, poured himself half a bowl of vinegar, and then filled himself with a layer of sesame oil.

Song Wen's eyes were straight: "Little ancestor, I know you like to eat sour food, but you should drink less. Don't irritate your stomach when you look back."

Lu Siyu said: "I don't want to drink so much. Dumplings are dipped in enough vinegar to have a soul."

So Song Wen watched him pick up the dumplings, dipped them in half a bowl of vinegar, and finally put them in his mouth, chewed a few times, and said with satisfaction: "Not bad."

These dumplings are not only good-looking, but also thin-skinned and full of fillings.

Song Wen unconsciously poured more vinegar, dipped the dumplings, and put them in his mouth. A fresh fragrance exploded in his mouth.

This is the first time Song Wen has eaten such delicious dumplings. The skins of the dumplings he made are much thinner than the ones he bought, but they are very powerful.

The water in the cabbage was not squeezed too dry, and the delicious soup came out as soon as you bite it down. The dumpling filling is almost a meat ball. When you eat it, the meat is tender and soft, and the cabbage is crunchy with a little bit. The sweet smell of vegetables, the most wonderful thing is that all the flavors of the condiments have been incorporated into the oil. The fragrance of green onion and pepper is included, but the dumplings only contain meat and cabbage, without any other impurities.Eating such dumplings is a kind of enjoyment of life.

Lu Siyu also lowered his head and ate. Song Wen’s method of making dumplings was different from his. The dumplings he made were much more delicate in comparison. Song Wen’s method of squeezing dumplings was able to put more fillings in. The taste of dumplings is more intense.After eating a few dumplings, he warmed his whole person, and all the troubles of the night were wiped out.

Song Wen ate more than 20 in one breath, and then asked Lu Siyu: "You make dumplings so delicious, why haven't you seen you make dumplings before?"

Lu Siyu’s chopsticks stopped and said: “My family used to like to make dumplings, and my parents must ask me and my brother to help, making dumplings as a rare family activity. Later, I became a person, just I don’t like eating dumplings..."

Making dumplings is a joy for the whole family, chatting and wrapping them, but when he is alone, it becomes a kind of loneliness.

One person makes noodles, one person mixes stuffing, one person wraps, one person eats... The dumplings that bite into the mouth feel bitter.

Chinese people have a habit of eating dumplings. They eat dumplings during the New Year, eat dumplings during the winter solstice, eat dumplings happily, and eat dumplings when they are fine.

Every time at this kind of time, Lu Siyu would do something simple to eat to make himself forget about dumplings.

Song Wen realized that he had mentioned something that shouldn't be mentioned, and he paused and said, "I'm sorry."

However, Lu Siyu raised his head and looked at Song Wen and said, "It doesn't matter, now, we are two people."

He used to be lonely, but now, Song Wen is like a bridge between him and ordinary people and the society.He was eating dumplings at this time, and his heart was no longer the pain of losing his family, but he was full of happiness.

Song Wen picked up another dumpling and couldn't help but sighed: "I have grown up so much, and it's the first time I have eaten such delicious dumplings."

Lu Siyu said: "After that, I will often make it for you."

After eating the dumplings, Lu Siyu felt that the food comforted his body and gave him a sense of satisfaction, and his exhaustion was wiped out.He sat on the sofa, Song Wen walked over and sat next to him.

Lu Siyu naturally leaned on Song Wen's body, Song Wensong embraced him loosely, holding his waist with one hand, and gently stroked his hair with the other, as if he was comforting himself. A full cat at home.

Lu Siyu wrote and drew in the notebook for a while, then looked up and said, "I'm almost done."

They went to the study on the third floor together. Lu Siyu looked serious and put on his glasses. He chose a blank wall and began to write on the wall with a whiteboard marker.

Lu Siyu had read all the relevant files and files before, so he kept it in his head at this time.He started drawing from a branch, small cases one by one, related people, related situations, and wrote them little by little.He would sometimes stop, sort out his thoughts, and then continue.

Song Wen sat in a chair and discussed a few sentences with him from time to time to add some details of the case.

Lu Siyu arranged each case according to time, and recorded the people and events of each case.From Long Jinrong to Xia Weiqi, Wu Hongyou, Bai Luorui, Chen Yanqiu, Dai Xiaoman and Yu Huizhi were written.

At two o'clock in the morning, Song Wen saw that he couldn't help much, so he yawned and went downstairs.

Now is the most peaceful time in this city, the endless darkness outside the window, as if the whole world is asleep.

Song Wen dried the clothes that had been washed in the washing machine, took out the milk from the refrigerator and put it in the microwave oven. After a minute and a half, the microwave made a dripping sound.

After he went upstairs with hot milk, Song Wen was stunned.

A complicated and complete relationship diagram has been drawn on that white wall, and all the cases and all the details cover the entire wall.

In the short few minutes he went down, Lu Siyu connected all the cases with lines.Some nails were pressed on the wall, wrapped in red lines, and the veins were clear. Facing this picture, Song Wen can only use the word "spectacular" to describe it.

Each person seems to be a node, forming several modules, and the whole big case becomes a picture and a net.

With the accumulation of primitive financial resources, the support of drugs and technology, and the supplement of manpower, Beluga is running a huge and evil empire.

Those evils that had been dormant for a long time were finally depicted in their complete shape, and they gradually moved towards the truth of everything.All the red lines belong to one place, which is still blank.

Song Wen looked at the one he loved. Lu Siyu was standing in front of this wall at this time, with a long figure. He was wearing a white shirt and staring at the wall, which was clearly a white wall. But it seems that there is endless darkness, and the black overflowing seems to engulf the whole world.

From many years ago, until now, he crawled out of the underworld, step by step through the extreme cold, facing the blade, and walking to the edge of evil, blood and tears, the sea of ​​blood and tears is under his feet.

Lu Siyu stretched out his right hand, under his sleeves, and thin ankles. He slightly pursed his thin lips. He looked firm and fearless. He wrote the two words in the last blank space-"White Whale ".

That is the enemy of his life.

The behemoth sinking to the bottom of the sea is about to be discovered by people and will emerge.

Lu Siyu checked it one last time, closed his cap, his gaze followed those veins, and fell on a name.

Then he took the hot milk that Song Wen handed him, took a sip, and said with scorching eyes: "I now have a direction for the next investigation in my heart."

Now, they still need to further explore the source of darkness.