In the waiting hall of Shenzheng Railway Station, Jiang Lan hugged the child and cried like a tearful person, if it weren't for Wu Cheng's brother, sister-in-law and sister, Han Bo, Chang Caiyan and Chen Yulin, who came to see them off, really didn't worry about the orphans and widows getting on the train. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wu Xin held the urn wrapped in black cloth, and said in a choked voice: "Director Han, Officer Chang, I haven't been to school for a few days, I haven't seen the world, I can't speak, I don't understand the law and those big truths, I know that my brother can't die in vain." ”

"Director Han, my family counts my brother's good amount of alcohol, if you don't believe it, go to our hometown to inquire, everyone knows. It's no problem to drink a bottle of 52 degrees, but 38 degrees is really a gargle, it can't be an accident, and it's impossible to commit suicide. ”

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Before I knew it, a week had passed, and there was still no progress in the investigation.

It is not a problem for them to stay in the special zone with such a high consumption every day, and they cannot solve the problem by running to the public security bureau every day.

The forensic appraisal center of the Municipal Bureau issued a judicial appraisal that "Jiang Lan, the wife of the deceased and suspected of being the deceased, provided the necessary genetic markers to Wu Haibing, the son of the suspected deceased, and the probability that Wu Haibing was the biological child of the deceased and Jiang Lan is greater than 99.99%", as well as the "Medical Certificate of Resident Death (Inference)" issued by the Criminal Police Brigade of the Longhua Branch, and issued an appraisal opinion that "a small amount of diatoms were detected in the lung tissue and drowned before death", Han Bo asked Chang Caiyan to do Jiang Lan's ideological work and mobilized her to sign and agree to the cremation of Wu Cheng's body.

At first, she was adamant not to sign it, wanting an explanation.

"A small amount of diatoms were detected in the lung tissue and there was drowning before death", and in the absence of other clues, especially evidence, the public security organs can only determine that the deceased was drowned.

It would be very troublesome if the body was not cremated, so Han Bo asked the gallery owner Chen Yulin to help persuade him.

Chen Yulin was sympathetic to her plight and wanted to help her sell three of Wu Cheng's paintings for a high price, even promising that if they didn't sell or the price was not satisfactory, the gallery would buy them for 150,000 yuan each.

The dead are already dead, and the living will go on.

For them, orphans and widows, Chen Yulin is definitely the "God of Wealth", and the words of "God of Wealth" naturally carry more weight than the public security, and Wu Cheng's body was cremated in a funeral home in Longhua District yesterday afternoon.

The leader of the Longhua branch finally breathed a sigh of relief, if she resolutely disagreed, the body could be kept in the funeral home for a few years, she obviously would not bear the cost, but the branch did not have the funds for this.

Moreover, this corpse has made the sub-bureau anxious, when the body was found soaked in river water for a long time, the whole body was swollen and hypertrophied, because the bacteria in the body multiplied and produced a large amount of yellow-green putrefactive gas, which increased the intra-abdominal pressure.

Because the floating corpse was soaked in the river water and became extremely heavy, it took four or five people to completely carry the corpse from the river to the salvage boat, the pelvic floor of the corpse was compressed, and the rectum was subjected to external force, and feces gushed out again, which brought great difficulties to the salvage work, and it is said that the people's police who participated in the salvage did not eat for several days.

Immediately afterwards, it was investigated as a homicide case, and the police who participated in the war ran many unjust roads, visited and questioned many people, and spent tens of thousands of dollars on funds alone.

All in all, this is the end of the matter.

Han Bo looked back at Jiang Lan, who was still sobbing, and said with a sincere expression: "Old Wu, please rest assured, although the existing evidence cannot confirm that this is a homicide case, and we do not have the conditions for filing and investigating it for the time being, our public security organs will pay attention to relevant clues and contact you as soon as there is news." ”

"Director Han, please. ”

"Please, it's our job. ”

Chen Yulin also walked to Jiang Lan's side, gently put down the instant noodles, ham sausages and fruits she bought when she came over, and said softly: "Sister Jiang, please rest assured about selling paintings, I have contacted three auction houses to determine which auction to entrust, and I have to make some preliminary preparations and sell them to a high place as much as I can." ”

"Thank you, Manager Chen, the money that the child's father owes depends on these three paintings......"

"I know, I won't let you down. ”

As he spoke, an announcement was made to announce that passengers on the train had begun to check their tickets.

The three of them kept sending them to the platform, and Chen Yulin patronized to talk to them, but she didn't notice that Chang Caiyan didn't speak from beginning to end.

On the way back to the unit, Chang Caiyan, who had turned into a driver, couldn't hold back any longer, and looked up at the rearview mirror: "Han Bureau, is this arrangement appropriate?"

"If you don't stop the drum and don't withdraw the troops, is there a better way? Han Bo looked at the text messages on his mobile phone, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

Of course, Chang Caiyan knows what the leader wants, and the key is what Ming Jin's superiors will think of him, and what the people below will think.

The first shot didn't fire, and it made me disgraced, and it was a shame to think about it.

Just when Chang Caiyan secretly cried out for him, Han Bo's mobile phone suddenly rang, and he was heard to say lightly: "The car is out of the station, okay, congratulations on a smooth journey." ”

As Chang Caiyan expected, when he returned to the unit, his colleagues and comrades-in-arms still respected him, but his eyes were obviously wrong, and the whole atmosphere of the unit seemed a little weird.

"If the case is not solved, the special case will not be withdrawn" is just a slogan, a slogan that shows the determination of the public security organs to solve the case.

China's public security is relatively good in the world, and the average detection rate of current homicide cases has reached more than 90 percent, but there are still many cases that do not meet the conditions for detection.

No matter how much you investigate, you can't find out the clue, you will only waste valuable police resources and funds, is it just to blindly seek the most solving rate to make unjust, false and wrongful cases, and let the combatants return to their respective units, what others think and think Han Bozhen didn't take it to heart, and still smiled.

"Han Bo, it's just right to come back, Lao Xu Lao Qiu is also here, let's have a small meeting. The case was not solved, Wang Dong was very disappointed, but the disappointment was not revealed, and patted his arm as affectionately as usual.

It's November, and it's 2012 in just over a month!

At the end of each year, party and government departments must sum up the achievements and shortcomings of the year, accept the assessment of the competent departments at higher levels, and also inspect and evaluate the departments at lower levels.

What can be talked about in a small meeting, it must be a few unsolved murders this year.

Han Bo sighed secretly, could only smile and nodded, and walked into Wang Dong's office with Xu Qingguo and Qiu Dahai, the two deputy directors who had just come over.

Sure enough, Wang Dong pretended to make two jokes lightly, and suddenly changed the conversation and talked about the "10.25" case that died down today. The leader mainly listened to the report, and the two colleagues seemed to know more about the case, so they actually held a case analysis meeting in a foggy manner, wanting to pick up the missing pieces and fill in the gaps.

"Xiao Han, it's no problem to investigate the case, I would do it like me, but judging from the current situation, the direction of the investigation may be really wrong. ”

Xu Qinghai knocked on the cigarette ash and analyzed: "The painting of the second deceased in Xinqiao Community is called "Sunset", I don't know much about art, but I think the mood has a certain relationship with the work, and I can even see what kind of person the author is from the work. ”

"Old Xu, are you saying that the second deceased was in a bad mood when he painted?" asked Wang Dong pretending to be curious.

"Obviously, if you are in a good mood and full of vitality, you should paint the sunrise! In fact, it is true that there is a formal job that is not good to do, and if you want to make a fortune like others, you will come to paint and sell paintings, and even engage in crooked ways, and as a result, you will shoot yourself in the foot and make yourself and your family miserable.

I've dealt with people like him, and they think differently from us, they live in their own world, they can't afford to be frustrated, and they will think crankily when they encounter ups and downs, so he has the possibility of committing suicide. ”

The case is not solved, and it is not my own business.

Sitting here can be counted as a grasshopper on a rope, which is really a glory and a loss.

Han Bo could understand his mood, and didn't think that he was worried about eating salty turnips, so he nodded again, and almost wrote on his face that it made sense.

To Han Bo's surprise, Deputy Director Qiu shook his head: "Lao Xu, your analysis has some truth, but it is speculation after all. Handling cases is not about writing mystery novels, it requires clues and evidence. ”

"Where the evidence comes from, there must be clues first, and where the clues come from, which requires us to reason and speculate. The previous road was impassable, and if you think about other roads and re-determine the direction of investigation, aren't all difficult cases broken like this?" Xu Qingguo was a little excited, and his voice was getting higher and higher.

Director Wang Dong became the referee, looked at him and asked: "Lao Xu, your speculation is that the second deceased is likely to commit suicide, and it has nothing to do with the 10.25 case, and it is purely a coincidence that he has rented room 12-02 in Xinqiao Community?"

"That's what I think, so I think the breakthrough in solving the 10.25 case can no longer be placed on Wu Cheng's death as before, except for renting the same place successively, there is nothing between the two at all, and it will only be the opposite if you continue to investigate like this. ”

"Xiao Han, you are most familiar with the case, what do you think?"

"Bureau Wang, Bureau Xu, Bureau Qiu, I didn't care about reporting just now, I will report the basic situation first, although Wu Cheng's death does not meet the conditions for filing and investigating for the time being, although I have asked the comrades of the branch to withdraw, but how he drowned is still being investigated, and the specific work is in charge of a large team. ”

What do you mean, put a smoke bomb and make it loose on the outside and tight on the inside?

The more Wang Dong thought about it, the more strange it became, and asked, "There are clues!"

"There are no clues, and there are a lot of suspicions. ”

Han Bo got up and pushed open the window to ventilate, turned around and smiled: "Actually, at the beginning, I considered the possibility of Wu Cheng's suicide like Xu Ju, but there were a few doubts that could not be explained. If he was forced by the pressure of life and the pressure of public opinion from relatives and friends, and wanted to commit suicide, then why didn't he commit suicide sooner or later, but came back to commit suicide after returning to his hometown?

This is one, and second, I have inspected the hotel room where he stayed before the accident. He was a real painter, albeit back to talk about ...... I talked about a big business, but I still brought a drawing board, brushes, canvas and paint, and I planned to paint a large-sized work, not only to be inspired, but even to start drafting. ”