The difference between good and evil lies in the act itself, not in the presence or absence of status. —Shakespeare

In the early spring of Liangcheng in country X, the chill in the air is gradually subsiding, and the people who have been cats for a winter finally stretch their muscles and run out to breathe fresh air on a rare sunny weekend.

As the largest open scenic spot in Liangcheng, Lianghu Lake comes to relax and walk one after another early in the morning. The sun shone on the surface of the lake, shimmering with golden light, and the golden spirit jumped like a leap of joy on the surface of the lake.

Yan Zichu took a deep breath of air and made a set of stretching movements facing the lake. The breeze blew through the ends of her hair, the slight warmth made people feel very comfortable, she tightened her collar, adjusted her headphones, and looked at the lake and mountains, this weekend's undisappointing beautiful scenery is the biggest source of happiness for her at the moment. To the sound of slow music in the headphones, she jogged along the fitness trail.

In recent years, we have been committed to making Lianghu Lake a business card of Liangcheng, and have built colorful fitness trails and other leisure facilities around Lianghu. In front of Yan Zichu, a group of people wearing red long-sleeved T-shirts are also running, and the back of the T-shirt is uniformly printed with "Liangcheng Hiking Club". Yan Zichu sped up, and soon overtook one by one, she detoured into a small road, leaving the crowd and continuing to run forward on her own.

She looked at her watch, an hour had passed, slowed down, took a shortcut, and walked back to where she had started. "Bang-" The 100-meter-high spray in the center of the lake gushed out at the point of time, Yan Zichu turned his head to look over, raised his mobile phone and took a photo. Then she walked down the steps, there is a small square, and there is a background board on the side of it, "Liangcheng Walking Club Weekend Healthy Run". Maybe at the end of the show, there were only three or three people in front of the workbench, wearing the same red T-shirt I saw before. Yan Zichu walked through the square, and only heard a few words from a few people discussing a topic, "Where is Fang Xin?" "It's been so long, have you seen where Fang Xin went?"

Yan Zichu glanced back at them, and happened to meet the eyes of a girl with a sad face. The other party hesitated for a second, but still came up and took the initiative to talk to her, "Have you seen a man wearing the same T-shirt as us, black and thin, probably that tall." The girl raised her hand above her head and gestured to her.

"I didn't see it. She shook her head. The girl squeezed out an embarrassed smile to interrupt her, and turned away with an anxious look.

Passing through the square, Yan Zichu walked into a small road, and after walking for a while, she realized that she had gone wrong. I haven't been to this place for a long time, and I didn't expect to turn around to a lakeside peninsula. The bushes ahead shone red. Is this a flower? Not like. When I got closer, I realized that it was a corner of my clothes. A red T-shirt?

Yan Zichuran to look in front of her, and she recognized the words on the T-shirt. There was a man lying prone in the bushes. I couldn't see my face against the ground, but I looked a little like the girl I had just described. She leaned in to test her breath, and as she made a call, she sped toward the square.

"The skin is pale and cyanotic, and the preliminary judgment is sudden cardiac death. The forensic doctor reported to Cui Chiming, the leader of the criminal investigation team. A cordon was set up at the scene, but fortunately no one came on the peninsula, so there was little disturbance from the onlookers. Yan Zichu had just finished making a transcript and was still at the scene, the girl who had just asked her about people was already crying and almost out of breath, and the other girl was also red-eyed, hugging her shoulders and comforting the other party.

"He's in the same club as you?" asked a detective with a notebook to the girl who was comforting her friend.

"Yes. His name is Fang Xin, he is the secretary general of our club and often participates in activities. It's her boyfriend. The girl gestured to the person who was still crying.

"When did you come to the scene?"

"What it looked like at 10:10 a.m. The girl thought for a moment, "She came and called for us, and we came running." ”

"Is the time certain?"

"At 10 o'clock, it was exactly 100 meters high, and I remember arriving at the scene shortly after the fountain erupted. ”

"Is this time your hiking time?" the policeman continued.

"It's not. The girl shook her head, "We ended at half past nine, he used to run in front, the people who were active were scattered, we didn't wait for him, and we didn't answer his mobile phone." ”

"This is not the route you hiked?"

"It's not. We're all walking along the trail, not coming here. Hearing the conversation between this girl and the police, Yan Zichu tightly frowned.

"Did you see anyone else at the scene?" the policeman asked Yan Zichu instead.

"Nope. She seemed to think of something, hesitated for half a second, "Just he lay alone." It seems to ......"

"Seems like what?"

"It's like hearing music. Not very clear, maybe it's his phone ringing. As soon as Yan Zichu's voice fell, Fang Xin's girlfriend, who was still answering questions, suddenly said, "Fang Xin's ringtone is an ordinary ringtone, not music." ”

When the policeman heard this, he asked repeatedly, "Are you sure he was the only one at the scene?"

"I just looked out of the bushes, there was no one around, and I didn't notice any farther. Yan Zichu just finished speaking. I heard Captain Cui shouting, "Master Lin, why are you here to watch this?"

Yan Zichu looked for his gaze and saw a man wearing a long windbreaker and gold-wire glasses walking over, this man with long legs, walking without hurry or slowness and with the wind, the feeling of being able to walk out of the catwalk at the scene of the crime. "Sassy bag. Yan Zichu muttered to himself, although this face is very eye-catching, this coquettish appearance is really undesirable.

Lin Rujun raised the corners of his mouth, as if he was smiling, "Team Cui, let me tell you, you can't be an official for a long time, and you won't be demoted and come to the scene." ”

"Roll the calves. Cui Chiming punched him, "There is an important meeting in the Malaysian market, and the Lianghu area has stepped up security, can this accident not alarm the city bureau." Old classmate, you're here to hike too?" Cui looked him up and down.

"This event is sponsored by our company. Lin Rujun shrugged his shoulders and glanced at the criminal police who were making a record, "I'll cooperate with the record." ”

Cui Chiming pointed at Yan Zichu, "This girl found out for the first time." Lin Rujun looked at Yan Zichu, this girl was wearing a sweatshirt and jacket, with short shoulder-length hair and headphones on her shoulders, and she looked like she was here to run. "You're from the club too?"

"It's not. ”

"And when did you find him, and he died when you found him?"

"I've already told the police what happened. Yan Zichu glanced at him, and the subtext couldn't be more obvious: You are not a policeman, why do you ask so much.

"This ......" Lin Rujun lifted his glasses and stepped forward to put his hand on Cui Chiming's shoulder, "I remember that I should still be your advisor, you can tell me no." Cui Chi understood him, "The consultant is a ghost, that's not the title you asked Liu Ju to buy with money." ”

"What you said, then I'll ask Bureau Liu, in the future, the police and the people's activities, then I don't need to sponsor it, and your Cui team always picks me snacks and cigarettes, do I want to count it. ”

"Okay, you're a consultant, what do you want to ask my colleague, get busy, get out." Cui Chiming was busy directing the collection of traces and carrying the corpses on the spot, and he couldn't stand the chatter in his ears, and he couldn't wait to get rid of the four-eyed flies as soon as possible.

"The deceased, Fang Xin, 28 years old, was the secretary general of the club. When we got to the scene, people were out of breath. The little criminal policeman who was collecting the records briefly talked to Lin Rujun.

"Hey, is this drink can from the scene?" A trace inspector picked up a can and was putting it into the evidence bag, Lin Rujun squatted down and looked at it carefully.

"Found next to the deceased, is this your activity?" the trace inspector asked, looking back.

"No, we're sending mineral water. He looked closely at the name on the jar and said softly, "LeNeng, I haven't heard of this drink." ”

"You ......" Lin Rujun looked at Yan Zichu again, and saw his cold eyes on him, a little interested.

"You want to ask, is this drink mine?" Yan Zichu was flipping through his mobile phone, "This drink is not mine, the police only need to check the saliva on the drink, and they can find out if it is not." And this energy drink is not on the market yet, this should still be a trial sample. She looked up at him, "What's the problem?"

"I want to say, you have worked hard, this time our event has caused you some trouble, the company will be grateful. Lin Rujun squeezed out a polite smile, and wanted to reach out to shake it, but his hand paused in his pocket and still didn't stretch it out.

"No, it's nothing, I'll go back first. Yan Zichu bent the corners of his mouth in response, walked to greet the police, and left.

Cui Chi waved his hand at him, he walked over, and unconsciously took the cigarette out of his pocket with one hand. "The police actually took the sheep at the scene. Lin Rujun looked at Cui Chiming shaking a pack of cigarettes and gritted his teeth.

"Take out the consultant's cigarette, that's called colleague mutual aid. He quickly put it in his pocket and hooked his shoulder with one hand, "Let's go, go back and take notes." ”