Informants are generally non-police officers who have been selected by the police to cooperate with the police voluntarily, and they are also an extremely hidden group. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Different countries have different names for informants. The British called it "the eyes and ears of the common people"; The Netherlands called "criminal intelligence providers"; In mainland China, informants are called "needle ghosts", "line dogs" or "eyes and ears of criminal investigation".

The storyline of this book is based on unpublished real-life cases, and the characters in the locations are pseudonyms. The book mainly involves exempt informants, who are willing to be released from prison early to assist the police in solving cases in order to reduce their sentences and atone for their crimes.

Body:

At three o'clock in the morning, I sat in a second-hand Geely car with a gentleman named Beard, smoking a cigarette together. We were brothers and sisters during my prison sentence, because I "behaved" well, didn't cause much trouble, and had a good beard, and we became partners again by chance.

We were both tired, and we used nicotine to refresh us. When he was about to finish his sucking, the beard suddenly became a little impatient, scolded the dog, and pinched the cigarette with his fingers.

He said to me, "I really don't know what those dead people think, they come to this kind of broken place in the middle of the night to investigate the case." "I know the beard is coming up again.

I glanced at him and said, "Brother Huzi, how do you care about the police investigating the case?" Commuted prisoners like us, who have been fished out of prison, only assist the police in solving the case, and have no right to interrogate the content of the case itself. If you are annoyed by this and that, you might as well strive to make meritorious service as soon as possible, and when you are back to freedom, you can go wherever the fuck wants! ”

Bearded sighed, and after saying that it was a hard day, he leaned back sharply, letting his whole body sink into the co-pilot's seat. He also hummed a song and tried to relieve himself of boredom, but it was all lyrics changed with meat jokes, what was so tarnished by you, he took off his underwear and so on.

We often sang this kind of song in prison, and I actually wanted to hum a couple of words, but the problem was that the beard sang out of tune, and I couldn't be on the same beat with him, so I had to give up this plan.

I looked around again to make sure there was no one around. Our mission this time is to cooperate with Officer Liu, who is investigating the case alone in the east room on the fourth floor of a unit, to observe every move downstairs.

In fact, the community where we are located is also very old, the building is more than 20 years old, basically no one lives, and I can smell a very strong smell, very pungent. In the end, I was bored, so I learned to grow my beard, leaned back in my chair, and quietly looked ahead.

I suspect that after I was released from prison, I had some mental problems, because when I calmed down, a set of images would unconsciously pop up in my mind, and this was also the scene that happened one morning before I was imprisoned: I woke up drunk and found myself holding a sharp knife with dried blood stains, and on the ground next to the bed lay the cold bodies of my parents. After the police arrived, I kept shouting that I didn't kill anyone, but it didn't work, and I was still handcuffed coldly......

I shook my head from time to time, trying to get the damn image out of my head, and even slapped myself on the back a few times.

After staying up like this for more than an hour, the beard was discovered, and he dragged me hard and said, "Xiao Bo, look at the east room on the fourth floor." ”

I leaned forward and peered up through the windshield. There was a very dim yellow light bulb lit up in the room, and the yellow light bulb flickered rhythmically, quite quickly.

Curious and puzzled, the beard asked me, "What's going on?" Who did the police send code messages to? ”

I don't think that's very likely. Especially now that it wasn't during World War II, there were mobile phones, were the police stupid? What's not more convenient to make a phone call?

After observing for more than ten seconds, the yellow light bulb suddenly went out, and the East House fell into darkness again. What does the beard mean, should we go up and have a look?

I shook my head. I also know the faces of those policemen too well, turning their faces faster than turning books, and I said in my heart that when we left like this, it was easy to be blamed by those gangs, saying that we didn't squat or something.

The beard disagreed with me, and emphasized that our old man must be righteous, and the upstairs is really in danger, and we must not sit idly by.

This is also where I have always been inconsistent with the beard in our attitudes, and he never discriminates on the occasion or the situation.

But I really couldn't resist him, and after thinking about it, I took a compromise and said to him, "In this way, let's be smart, go up and take a look, and if nothing happens, come down quietly." ”

The beard said yes and immediately got out of the car.

To be on the safe side, we both carried sticks, which were also used by the police to protect our informants, and I took out a flashlight from the passenger drawer.

The two of us swooped into the unit door, one after the other. I found that the lighting in this broken place is really not good, although it is a little light, but it is uncomfortable. After a few steps, I was almost dizzy, and I couldn't help but unscrew the flashlight.

The stairs here are all in tatters, most of them are cracked, and some of the edges are still open. We don't step on it as much as we can, and we're afraid of bald feet.

The two of us struggled to get to the third floor. When I shone the flashlight again, I gasped and stood still.

On the steps leading to the fourth floor, almost every two times, blood spots appeared. Some of the blood spots are the size of beans, and some are like chestnuts. I took a picture of the handrail of the staircase again, and found that there were blood marks on it, as if it had been pressed out of the palm of my hand.

My beard and I had no professional training, let alone that opportunity. I've heard that the trace experts at the police station can tell where the blood dripped from the body and what kind of murder weapon it was injured just by looking at the blood droplets, and even use this to reconstruct the scene of the fight at that time. And I and Beard can only observe and analyze as much as we can based on our own experience.

I looked at the shape of the droplets, and felt that they were not like splashes, but rather caused by dripping, and the elliptical direction they created after dripping showed that the person who had lost blood was going upstairs.

I don't know as much about beards, but I also have a stupid trick. While he was vigilant around, he leaned over to the handrail, swiped at a blood stain, and tasted it in his mouth without disgust. In the end, he took a sip and said that it was fishy and salty, and it was absolutely fucking human blood.

I don't understand, we have been guarding the door of the unit, and we haven't seen anyone go up, where did this blood loser come from?

Suddenly, there was a bang from upstairs, like the sound of the door closing. I felt a little excited, and subconsciously looked up.

The beard didn't think about danger at all, he stretched out the slinger, took out an open expression, and ran upstairs two steps at a time.

I'm kind of convinced of this man. I fed him softly, but I couldn't stop him. I had to bite the bullet and keep up.

We both ended up standing in front of the door of the East Room on the fourth floor, when the door of the East Room opened a small crack. We looked at each other, and subconsciously told me that there was danger behind the door. But the beard hesitated slightly, and then reached out again and pulled the door completely open.

The room was dark and terrible, and there was a small wind blowing straight out, and the cold gave me goosebumps. I took another half step back.

Beard stood in front of the door and probed his brain, and took advantage of the time to shout, "Liu, Officer Liu? After he shouted three times in a row, a dark figure appeared.

She had been hiding by the door, and her sudden appearance startled the two of us. After careful identification, it was Officer Liu.

Her name is Liu Jing, and she is also a well-known iron judge of the Harbin Criminal Investigation Brigade, not to mention her beauty, and her ability to solve cases is also super strong. But at this time, she is completely opposite to her previous image, or to be precise, she has become very debauched.

She took off all her coats, leaving only the three-point style, which not only showed her white and greasy complexion, but also completely set off the two big dumplings on her chest.

She stared at the two of us, and took on a quirky, smiling posture. I was by her, and my head was hot. I clenched my stick and looked back at her coldly.

The beard was affected by the man's nature, and his attention was completely attracted by Liu Jing's big breasts. While he didn't leave it for a moment, he asked, "Officer, what's wrong with you?" ”

Liu Jing didn't answer. The atmosphere became awkward and silent. I took advantage of the time to look at her whole body again, and found no blood. After a few seconds of stalemate, Liu Jing made another move that puzzled the two of us.

She giggled a few times, walked around the two of us, and ran downstairs.

The beard was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly chased after him. It's good that I'm left here alone. I stared at the dark rumbling room and shone my flashlight inside.

There is no one here, it can't be broken, many places are hung with cobwebs, carried by the wind, some cobwebs are still trembling, trembling and trembling slightly, and the door and the living room on the ground are densely covered with blood spots that have not coagulated.

I was so frightened by the panic that I didn't want to stay any longer.

I closed the door and swooped down. I think I'm fast enough, but compared to Liu Jing and Beard, it's still a little worse. When I first ran out of the unit, they were already running more than ten meters away.

Liu Jing was in front, she also took off her bra and casually skimmed it to the ground. Running like this, the two pieces of flesh on her chest shook violently. Beard chased after her a few meters away.

I was dumbfounded, and my heart said that this girl is mentally ill? And if she continues to run naked like this, does she want to make the headlines tomorrow morning? ”

I wasn't as stupid as my beard, and I rushed to the Geely car quickly. When the car was on fire, I stepped on the accelerator and it flew out like an arrow.

After Hu Zi saw me driving from a distance, he didn't run away, gasping for breath and waiting for me, and even had a self-blaming expression on his face, as if to say, why am I so stupid, why didn't I think of driving?

I joined up with the beard first, and then accelerated the car with all my might. The problem is that the community road is very narrow and twisted, so that Geely cars do not have an advantage. Half a minute later, Liu Jing and Geely Che left the community one after the other. Now I didn't give Liu Jing a chance anymore, and drove the car directly in front of her and stopped her sideways.

I jumped out of the car with the beard. Liu Jing didn't run anymore, she was panting and squeamish, leaning towards us step by step.

I was disgusted to find that streams of blood were spilling out of her mouth and running down the corners of her mouth. I originally thought that the blood in the hallway was not hers, but now that I look, I am mistaken!

Without waiting for the two of us to say anything, Liu Jing took out a slightly twitching posture, her body trembled, and she chattered to the two of us, "Two line dogs!" To, to die, me! ”

I suspected I heard it right, and the beard didn't believe it. Liu Jing rushed towards the beard, at this moment she was very fast, and then kissed the beard's cheek and neck wildly, and one hand touched the beard's crotch, pinching it one by one.

If you want me to say, this scene is not only not spring, but panicked. Liu Jing's mouth is really a fight with a bloody mouth, and every time she kisses her, there is a bloody lip print on her bearded face or neck.

Hu Zi tried to push Liu Jing away, but to no avail, Liu Jing's strength was too great. I froze for a few seconds, trying to lean over and pull my beard away.

Suddenly, Liu Jing turned her head, exaggeratedly twisted her facial features, opened her mouth wide at me, and stuck out her tongue. I saw that she only had a small tongue half cut off in her mouth, and her tongue was bleeding and mixed with saliva, so that there was blood under her tongue.

It was as if I had been struck by lightning, and my brain almost short-circuited, and I wowed, and sat on the ground in fright. After such a delay, Liu Jing stared at her beard again and chewed frantically.

She seemed to be eating her tongue, and then with a pop, she squirted a large mouthful of blood at the bearded face. The blood was very thick, and the amount was even more sufficient, and the beard became a red-faced Guan Gong on the spot, and there was still her tongue and flesh scattered on her cheeks.

The beard was so big that he couldn't open his eyes, and he was so frightened that he wowed, but when he was in prison, he was also a big oil (the tyrant of every cell), and there was always a kind of fierceness in his bones, and at this moment this energy was completely stimulated. He scolded me and kicked Liu Jing in the stomach.

This time the force was very strong, Liu Jing was right, and sat back in a big squat. Her body became very weak, she couldn't stand up without speaking, and she swayed a few times, and lay directly on the ground, shaking her body while continuing to vomit blood.

Hu Zi stared at Liu Jing, not knowing what to do next. And I knew in my heart that this injury was not made by a beard. I took out my phone and dialed 120, then called the 110 command center and told us where I was.

Five minutes later, the ambulance and then the police car arrived, but Beard and I quietly left one step earlier. Because people like us can't see the light of day, and we can't even show up on "unnecessary" occasions.

The two of us drove the Geely car to a small forest not far away, and quietly watched every move here. Not long after, my cell phone rang, and it was the phone of our two top bosses, Officer Dong.

He was sleeping at home, but now he is not only awake, but his tone is quite anxious and irritable, and he scolds, "Damn, what's going on?" But before I could say anything, he emphasized, "See you in twenty minutes, the old place!" He hung up the phone.