A few days later, Huangfu Luo Ling really received a distress call from Yan Jiamu, she simply cleaned up, changed her clothes, and drove to the Municipal Public Security Bureau. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In front of the gate of the public security bureau, the family of the deceased was surrounded by water, and wreaths were placed in the open space in front of the office building.

Huangfu Luo Ling frowned and quickly walked through the crowd, walked into the office building of the Public Security Bureau, and happened to bump into the oncoming Xing Ju, Yan Jiamu and others, Xing Ju's face was almost blackened.

Yan Jiamu explained that Song Xue first brought Huangfu Luo Ling to his office, and then hurriedly followed Xing Ju to appease the family of the deceased.

In the office, Song Xue poured a glass of water from a disposable paper cup and put it on the table in front of Huangfu Luo Ling, Luo Ling picked up the cup and took a sip, he was indeed a little thirsty when he came in a hurry just now.

"Jiamu, he called me early in the morning, what is the matter?"

Song Xue was a little surprised when she heard Huangfu Luo Ling's new name for Yan Jiamu, and even a trace of displeasure flashed in her eyes, and her attitude was inevitably cold.

"There have been several suicides in the city recently, and the team leader feels that the case is a little strange. ”

Huang Fu Luoling didn't care about Song Xue's coldness, but continued to ask: "Is it all the suicide process that was broadcast live on Weibo before he died?"

Song Xue nodded, "If it's okay, I'll go out first." ”

Huangfu Luo Ling smiled: "If you have something to do, go and get busy, you don't need to greet me." ”

After Song Xue went out, Huangfu Luo Ling was sitting alone in the office boredly playing with her mobile phone, she accidentally glanced up and found a photo frame on the desk.

I didn't expect Yan Jiamu to have such a delicate side, thinking like this, Huangfu Luo Ling had already reached out and brought the photo frame closer. The photo is a photo of Yan Jiamu and a girl, both of them are very young and wearing school uniforms, the girl is very beautiful and has the temperament of a small jasper, Yan Jiamu is also full of youth, and even his smile is as bright and dazzling as the sun.

"Haven't you waited for a long time, won't it be boring?"

Yan Jiamu pushed the door in and casually hung his coat on the hanger next to the door.

Huangfu Luo Ling put the picture frame back in its place, got up and asked, "Have all the family members gone back?"

"It was not easy to persuade him to go back, and he also made a military order in front of his family. ”

The two sat facing each other, and Yan Jiamu handed the case materials to Huangfu Luo Ling.

"I've sorted out all the information, you can take a look. ”

Huangfu Luo Ling looked at the information in his hand seriously, sometimes puzzled and sometimes frowned.

Yan Jiamu stared at her, his eyes burned, "I called Section Chief Lin, and he said that you are on vacation, and it depends on your own wishes whether you are willing to help us solve the case." ”

Huangfu Luo Ling naturally heard the meaning of the words, and pursed his lips uncomfortably.

"I'm here for the case, and besides, paranormal cases are not something you police can handle. ”

Yan Jiamu shrugged his shoulders and asked, "Do you want to see the video materials?"

Huangfu Luo Ling returned the case information in his hand to Yan Jiamu, nodded and said, "Show it to me, maybe there will be a discovery." ”

Yan Jiamu clicked on the video in his notebook and walked over to watch it with Huangfu Luoling. The video is a little shaky at first, and then the deceased appears, who is supposed to have fixed his phone to shoot it, and the picture is very dark, and sometimes there are even snowflakes and fluctuations.

Huangfu Luo Ling pressed the pause button, pointed to the screen and said, "These snowflakes and fluctuations are very abnormal, this is a phenomenon of spirit interference, and there are resentful spirits around him." ”

The two looked at each other and continued to watch the video, which was a young man with messy hair, very dark circles under his eyes, and a trance-like spirit, as if he hadn't slept for a long time. At first, he was very flustered and kept looking around, as if he was afraid of something, but he was the only one in the video. Then he got up and walked away for a moment, a moment later with a medicine bottle and a paper cutter. He turned his head and pleaded at the empty spot, begging a non-existent person to let him go. Then, with a momentary dazed expression, he unscrewed the lid of the pill bottle and poured a whole bottle of sleeping pills into his mouth, he didn't even drink water, just chewed a few times and swallowed it with difficulty. Then he sobered up a little and tried to pick his throat to spit out the medicine, but to no avail. Then he began to beg again, even begging the person who saw the video to quickly call the police to save him, saying that a devil wanted to kill him. The next picture was a little bloody, the man suddenly grabbed the paper cutter like crazy with his eyes and cut it on his neck, and the gushing blood even splashed all over the screen.

The two clicked on the next few videos in turn, and the content was almost the same as the first video before, except that the deceased was replaced.

Huangfu Luo Ling clicked on the third video, she fast-forwarded the video, in the video, the female deceased seemed to shout a sentence before cutting her throat with a paper cutter, but the interference at that time was extremely strong, and it was difficult to tell what the sentence she shouted was.

Huangfu Luo Ling turned to Yan Jiamu and said, "She called out a name, I'm pretty sure, I must ask the technicians to restore this content, this will be the key to solving the case." ”

Yan Jiamu sent the video to the forensic department in the form of an email, and called the person in charge, hoping that they could restore the video as soon as possible, especially the one with strong interference.

"The first deceased was named Gao Yang, 20 years old, who dropped out of school after graduating from high school, and his single-parent mother raised him alone. In his sophomore year of high school, his mother remarried and the other party thought that he was too old to cultivate feelings, but he just gave him a living allowance every month, and he lived alone in the old house left by his father. ”

Huangfu Luo Ling pointed to the man in the video and said, "He is the first, let's start with him." ”

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After a simple lunch, the two found Gao Yang's mother, who was doing business in the vegetable market.

After Dao came to his senses, the woman invited the two to the house and poured tea again.

"Yangyang, this kid was very well-behaved when he was a child, and he listened to me very much, but then everything changed. His personality is getting more and more irritable, he will lose his temper and smash things if he doesn't go along with him, he begins to be reluctant to go to school, and just hides at home and plays games every day, I can't persuade him, and I can only follow his wishes. But I didn't expect it...... He would have killed himself. ”

Huangfu Luo Ling looked at the woman, his expression was indifferent and even disgusted, "When did he start to become extremely irritable, and he didn't have a little tolerance, have you ever thought about it? From the moment you remarried, he felt that he was abandoned, his father died and his mother remarried, and even his closest people didn't want him anymore, have you ever thought about his feelings? Have you tried to understand him? Have you ever thought that his change is to remind you that he doesn't want a few hundred dollars a month, he wants his mother, and he wants a home!"

The woman looked at Huangfu Luo Ling in surprise, and then she cried loudly, no matter how Yan Jiamu tried to persuade and comfort her, she was just crying as if she was venting, and as if she was atoning for her sins.

Huangfu Luo Ling stood outside the room waiting for Yan Jiamu, even she didn't know why she hated this woman so much, it was the first time they had met.

Ten minutes later, Yan Jiamu came out of the house, patted Huangfu Luoling on the shoulder, and said: "I asked, the old knife wound on Gao Yang's wrist was left in the second year of high school, and he even committed suicide in order to prevent his mother from leaving, alas......"

The two went out along the path, and Huangfu Luo Ling wanted to speak several times and stopped.

Yan Jiamu said softly: "Don't open your mouth and don't explain, I know everything." ”