Xiao Lei did not answer Xiao Zhao's question directly, but slowly led the topic away. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Xiao Zhao, do you remember Professor Lu's class at our police academy?"

"I remember that all the students of Professor Lu admired him, not only did he have profound theoretical knowledge and legendary experience in handling cases, but he was also a master of calligraphy and painting, and he seemed to be the only one in the national police circle to enter the National Artists Association. ”

Xiao Lei nodded, "Yes, I also took Teacher Lu's class, and I remember that he told us the truth that kung fu is outside poetry." When I was in school, I didn't understand deeply, but now I am more involved in the case, and I feel more and more that he is telling the truth. He asked us to take psychology, history, and folklore, and I really didn't understand what it had to do with handling cases at the time, but now I think that all cases are related to people, there are victims, there are perpetrators, and there are witnesses, but they are all inseparable from the specific background of the times, the specific social environment, the specific interpersonal relationships, and the specific customs and habits. ”

"I'm sorry, Captain Jiang, I'm far away, I just think, this case spans decades, and the story of Team Jiang can be told for an hour, so we can't simply judge the existing clues, but put the case in those specific historical environments to think. Xiao Lei looked at Da Jiang apologetically.

"Xiao Lei said very well, we always say that we should visit more and investigate more, but what to visit? What to investigate? How to visit, how to check? Xiao Zhao, I think you can't learn well in the police academy. Da Jiang smiled at Xiao Lei, but thought in his heart that he would have to go back to the furnace to study if he had an opportunity in the future, which is different from the theoretical height.

Lao Xue on the side also became excited, seemed to see the dawn of solving the case, and then said: "Xiao Lei, although you have just come here and do not have a comprehensive understanding of the case, you can first analyze the current situation, we are sometimes a mystery of the authorities, so we need an external brain like you." ”

Xiao Lei smiled again and said, "Actually, the story that Team Jiang just told has proved that he has a formed judgment in his heart, otherwise why bother with so much effort." ”

Da Jiang picked up the teacup, the tea was a little cold, but he suddenly felt that his dozens of pounds of flower tea were not bad, and the fragrance was fragrant. smacked a mouthful, smiled and scolded: "Xiaolei, you are good in all aspects, but in Cao Chengyong's place, there is one thing you must not learn, that is, selling Guanzi, fake and deep." If you say it, you can say it, and don't come to hold my stinky feet. ”

Xiao Lei scratched his head and said a little embarrassed. "Team Jiang, Team Xue, according to the situation we have now, we can make at least four judgments, first, the deceased should be the god of wine in this piece, that is, the wine thief who has stolen wine for more than 20 years, and he can steal the house unknowingly, relying on the master key he made. ”

"Second, the identity of the deceased may not be mysterious, and the old people in the surrounding households probably knew him and understood his habit of drinking like a murderer, so they made up a legend of the god of wine, in a sense to protect him, and from this point of view, it can also be proved that this thief is harmless to the surrounding community, and even the old people have sympathy for him. ”

"Third, the deceased should have a deep connection with the Wuhuan Brewery, but it was not as simple as stealing alcohol and drinking, and the cause of his death is likely to be hidden in this source, which is probably not a homicide. ”

"Fourth, the deceased should be very withdrawn and alone. Judging from the evidence found in the vats, he was at least sixty years old and must have been a good skilled worker. But this person behaved very strangely, as if he was not a person of this era, or a person who lived twenty years ago. ”

People who lived twenty years ago? Xiao Lei's words once again had a huge impact on Da Jiang, and he could feel that he was separated from the truth by a veil, but this veil was far and near, and it still couldn't be touched.

After Xiao Lei finished speaking in one breath, Lao Xue couldn't wait to ask, "Xiao Lei, if the deceased was a wine thief, where is he hiding? Why hasn't anyone found him for so many years? How does he survive if he doesn't have contact with the outside world? How do you think the next step is to investigate?"

"Team Xue, you have too many questions, I can't answer them at once. But one thing I can be sure of is that someone must know the truth about it, which is the origin of the Dionysian legend. I think that around the first four inferences, we should focus on the old residents in the surrounding communities, judging from the things on the deceased, he should have experienced the history of the Cultural Revolution, focusing on visiting retired workers. There is also the origin of that iron nail, after all, the material and size are too special, there should be a breakthrough. These investigations will at least allow us to find out the identity of the deceased. Xiao Lei said it calmly.

Da Jiang slapped it heavily on the memory table, "Okay, then let's do a division of labor, tomorrow I will take Xiaolei to visit, we are lucky, we can find out with only one person." ”

"Who?" everyone looked at Oe in surprise.

"I learned that the first person to put a wine bottle to worship the god of wine in this area is called Li Yongshui, who is an employee of the old No. 3 automobile factory nearby. That old Xue, you are responsible for checking the origin of the iron nail, this is a bit of a needle in a haystack. As soon as Da Jiang's words fell, Xiao Lei suddenly leaned over, looked thoughtfully at the iron nails on the table, and interrupted Da Jiang, "Team Jiang, which factory did you just say Li Yongshui belonged to?"

"The former Beijing No. 3 Automobile Factory, which was merged into BAIC Group a few years ago, moved away, and the old factory is not far from the Wuhuan Brewery. Da Jiang didn't react to Xiao Lei's meaning.

"Team Xue, maybe you don't have to look for a needle in a haystack, this may not be an iron nail, I have repaired the car myself before, I said that this thing is a little familiar, it is the load-bearing bolt on the car that is flattened and grinded, and the deceased is likely to be related to the automobile factory. Xiao Lei said excitedly.

Da Jiang felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, it seems that luck can't be stopped, and he will definitely invite Cao Chengyong to have a drink after the case is completed.

"Well, if that's the case, it won't be a problem, I'll check it tomorrow. As soon as Lao Xue picked up the plastic bag with iron nails, he was about to get up. Xiao Zhao, who was sitting on the side, finally couldn't help it, and asked busily, "Master Jiang, what about me?"

Da Jiang took another sip of herbal tea with satisfaction and said, "Xiao Zhao, you have another important task, go and check the deep water well of the brewery tomorrow." ”

"Deep water well?" Lao Xue, who was about to walk to the door, turned around again, and together with Xiao Zhao, stared at Dajiang with wide eyes.

"Intuitively, you sometimes have to believe this thing. You think, the earliest beginning of the story is that Da Yang Eryang built a factory because of this well. Dayang threw himself into the well, but there was no body, and then the well became mixed and the well was sealed. After that, there was the saying of the god of wine, and many ghosts wandering the factory saw it sitting on the well platform. In order to brew high-end beer, Director Liu restarted the well, and it didn't take long for the corpse in the brewing tank to appear. Maybe there's nothing in the well, but Xiao Zhao, you go to check, I'm steady. ”

Early the next morning, Dajiang took Xiaolei and went straight to the Li Yongshui house that the aunt of the neighborhood committee said. After three rounds and two rounds, Xiao Lei found that they did not go to Miantao Hutong, but stopped near Siyouju. Oe didn't speak, just looked at the door of the restaurant in a daze.

"Team Jiang, aren't we going to Li Yongshui's house?" Xiao Lei asked in a low voice beside him.

Da Jiang frowned, thought for a long time before slowly said: "The neighbors in the neighborhood say that Li Yongshui is confused, and if we go to his house like this, we have to show our identity." The old residents were subconsciously protecting the Bacchus, and it was estimated that as in the previous visits, they couldn't ask anything useful. ”

"And what are you going to do?"

"I pondered that the old people were lonely, and they all took two sips, as long as they were happy, they were not afraid that they would not be able to ask. Seeing that Xiao Lei still didn't know, Da Jiang simply dragged him into the Four Friends House.

Entering Siyouju again, Dajiang transformed himself into a cultural person, and after a while, he turned Chef Zeng out of the back of the boiled pot, and sat at the small square table with them, serving good smoke and tea.

Xiao Lei only understood now, and Dajiang told Chef Zeng that he was entrusted by the brewery to sort out the past and present life of the Heersing brand, and then combine the culture of the old city outside Guang'anmen to write a book on folklore. The name of the book is "Ninety Years Outside Guang'an Gate", and it was written from the construction of Heersheng Factory. Of course, Siyouju is the representative of Beijing's braised cooking culture, and it should also be written about it. It's no wonder that Chef Zeng listened to it with a radiant face and full of energy, and he couldn't stop when he opened the chatterbox. Da Jiang cooperated even more, took out a small notebook and memorized it carefully, and saw that Xiao Lei wanted to laugh on the side.

Listening to Chef Zeng's Bai Huoer for almost an hour, Da Jiang saw that the time was ripe, and told him that he thought it was very interesting to talk about the god of wine that Chef Zeng had talked about before, and he also wanted to write it into the book, and he heard the aunt of the neighborhood committee say that the first person to worship the god of wine was Li Yongshui's family, and Chef Zeng was the old man in this area, and he must be familiar with Li Yongshui, can you invite Li Yongshui to the restaurant, let's talk together, and add some materials.

As soon as he heard this, Chef Zeng patted his chest and told Da Jiang, no problem, then Li Yongshui is an old neighbor for almost forty years, and he can't be cooked anymore, and he often rubs wine here with Chef Zeng.

Seeing that Chef Zeng agreed, the stone in Dajiang's heart fell, took out a hundred yuan from his bag and stuffed it to Chef Zeng, asked him to prepare good food and wine on the table, and everyone drank two glasses together at noon.

Xiao Lei accompanied Dajiang to bask in the sun in the nearby park, walked around the vegetable market, listened to the neighborhood aunt chatted about the family's shortcomings, and saw that the time was almost up, and then returned to Siyouju.

(Thrifty listening can raise weakness, thrift can nourish the spirit, thrift can nourish the spirit, thrift can nourish the spirit, thrift can protect the rich, thrift can protect the rich, thrift can be noble, thrift can be free of thieves, thrift can be free of rebellion, thrift can be no traitor, thrift can be a concubine can be life-saving, thrifty can be born and died.) It is the handle that thrift can be the handle of all things. --"The Book of Transformation")