Although it has also been well preserved, the archival paper is still yellowed and old, like a buried history.

Lin Chen touched the dossier paper and flipped through the pages one by one.

It was supposed to be an accident, and the cause and effect were very simple.

The deceased was a homeless man, and according to residents who reported the incident, it was very cold at the time, a major cold spell once in decades. They get up in the morning and go out grocery shopping to see the homeless man who lives in their neighborhood all year round dead in the icy rain outside.

Residents suspect that the homeless man died of a comminuted fracture of his skull caused by a slippery stump in the cold and slippery ground, hitting his head on the stone steps next to the bridge.

The police officers arrived at the scene of the crime and questioned many neighbours, and it was proved that the death of the homeless man was purely accidental.

Lin Chen turned to the third page, which recorded the eyewitnesses and confessions and other relevant evidence that the police officers had asked at the time, including the addresses, names and other basic information of these people.

Chen Jianguo, who lives at No. 3 Xiaolin Lane, said that at five o'clock in the morning, he did hear a shout outside the house, but the sound was very short at that time, he turned over and didn't care, but he didn't expect that someone really died outside, and he regretted not getting up earlier to see.

Next, around Xiaoqiao, the police questioned the residents of Nos. 5, 7, and 9 around Xiaolin Lane, as well as Nos. 2, 6, and 8, and all received similar testimonies.

Lin Chen quickly turned to the fourth page, looking at the names that had been recorded one by one, and the testimony signed by the interrogator, unfolding an accidental death case in his mind.

……

Lin Chen's gaze became slower and slower, and the file on his right hand was stacked higher and higher, and finally, the slight changes in Lin Chen's calm face attracted the attention of the Torture Conglian.

"What did you find?" The criminal servant asked.

Lin Chen steadied his breath and said, "Everyone stop, you can call back all the people you sent out." “

The torturer Lian frowned, and his eyes fell on the file in Lin Chen's hand again: "You found it, so fast?" ”

Lin Chen's finger clicked on the dossier, and said calmly: "It should be this." ”

The criminal conglian immediately clapped his hands, attracting the attention of all the police officers who were immersed in reading the file, and said loudly: "Stop, sort out the file in your hand, put it back in the box according to the year, and you can go." ”

All the police officers have only been immersed in this work for only half an hour, and those trivial and bizarre old cases seem to pull people back to that era, so they still have some confusion on their faces. Everyone wanted to get some answers from Lin Chen's expression, however, Lin Chen's eyes were still like water, and he maintained a thoughtful expression of frowning, so that people couldn't see the slightest clue.

Soon, the boxes containing the files were filled again, the officers exited in turn, and the office door was closed.

Wang Chao, who was sitting on the sofa and licking lemon-flavored lollipops, couldn't wait to rush to Lin Chen's side, and the criminal conglian sat down next to Lin Chen, and Wang Dynasty just got between him and Lin Chen, squatted down like a little pet, looked at Lin Chen, and said curiously: "What's wrong with Brother Ah Chen's case?" ”

Lin Chen handed over the file, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes slightly.

Wang Chao really looked at himself, and the criminal cong copied the file in the young man's hand and slapped it on the other party's head: "You have a lot of things, do you understand?" ”

Wang Chao screamed: "The boss just passed this dossier from your hands!" ”

The torturer then copied the file and slapped the son without hesitation.

"Dynasty." Lin Chen finally spoke slowly, "Can you bring up the layout map of Xiaolin Lane back then?" ”

Wang snapped his fingers, I took a look, I'll draw it for you.

Lin Chen tilted his head and said, "Please mark the specific name of each household." ”

At that time, Wang Chao had already gotten up to draw paper, and when he heard this request, the young man couldn't help but be stunned: "I haven't seen this yet, I checked it and marked it." ”

"No, I'll tell you, you just need to mark it." Lin Chen said.

Soon, a map of the bridge around the homeless man who died unexpectedly appeared on the paper when he fell. Lin Chen reported the house numbers of each household in the eyewitness testimony, and the dynasty marked it little by little.

"Li Wanru, No. 8 Xiaolin Lane......"

After Lin Chen finished reporting, he paused for a long time, and Wang Chao still held the pen, waiting for his next words, because there was still a space on the paper: "Brother Ah Chen, what about No. 4?" ”

Lin Chen's face was as calm as water, just staring at the young man, the bright Xia Yang outside the window, Lin Chen said lightly: "Guess? ”

Wang Dynasty gasped: "Shen Lianjia? ”

A homeless man died, and the police made a record and searched all the surrounding households, but Shen Lian's family was missing, which seemed to be no problem. Maybe something happened to Shen Lian's family in those days, or the Shen family happened to be on a trip, in short, there are countless reasons to explain this small point, but the more Lian Lian looked through the records, the more he understood the reason for the sense of certainty in Lin Chen's heart.

For example, Li Wanru at No. 8 Xiaolin Lane said. The homeless man had lived on their street for many years, and no one had taken care of him except for the time when the shelter staff shoveled the leper dog away for a while when the civilized city was being built. Now that people are dead, everyone can't say that they are happy to applaud, but they are still relieved in their hearts. When asked what happened outside when the homeless man died, Li Wanru also said that it was so cold, she was still sleeping at the time, and she didn't know what happened outside.

Seeing the end, the criminal congregation company swept his gaze to the name of the police officer who left the country - Remote.

He stood up, put his police uniform on his arm, and said to the other two people in the office: "Hungry, do you eat dumplings, I invite you." ”

……

The old dumplings are just outside the criminal police team of the city bureau.

Bian Ben is a remote surname, and the ancestors of the Bian family are said to have been imperial chefs, so they have ancestral good skills. And Lao Bian is the one in the family who has taken a wild path. He worked as a police officer when he was young, and after retiring, because his youngest grandson loved the dumplings he made, he simply opened a shop to do business with his colleagues in the police department.

When the convict entered the store, the air conditioning in the store was already at its lowest, but because of the hot dumplings and the police officers coming and going, it was as hot as a steamer. The familiar police officer beckoned the criminal conglian to sit down, and the criminal conglian looked at the menu posted on the wall in a pretended manner, Wang Chao couldn't hold back the anxiety in his heart, and whispered: "Boss, boss, why are you bringing us to eat dumplings, there are clues here. Yes. ”

And when Lin Chen saw the signboard of the dumpling restaurant, he seemed to know it, so Consultant Lin only said three words: "Three fresh, vinegar without garlic." ”

It was the shopkeeper himself who came to keep the account, and the criminal conglian patted the shoulder of the police officer sitting next to him and said, "Keep it on my account." ”

The other party understood and immediately got up and left.

Of course, the dumpling shop outside the police station knew this scene very well, and the old man sat down in the vacant seat and said: "Old criminal, let me tell you, since I opened a dumpling restaurant outside the police station, this place is about to become an information transfer station, so ask if you have anything." ”

Lin Chen put the file on the table and pushed it in front of Lao Bian: "I want to ask you some information about this case." ”

Lao Bian put down the small notebook in his hand, took out his reading glasses from the front placket and put them on, and when he turned the first page, his expression changed.

The convict knew that they might be getting closer and closer to the answer.

"This case...... the old man sighed in a long tone, "what do you want to ask?" ”

"Why is there no confession record of the Shen family at No. 4 Xiaolin Lane in the transcript?" Lin Chen asked.

Lao Bian pushed his glasses, saw Lin Chen, and said with emotion: "It is worthy of Consultant Lin." But before I answer, can I ask what happened? ”

"About the little girl of the Shen family." Lin Chen said vaguely, "At that time, she was probably in junior high school. ”

A keen look flashed on the old side's face, he shook his head, and said directly: "It's called Shen Lian, right?" ”

On the second floor of the dumpling restaurant was Lao Bian's residence, and the retired old policeman took them upstairs, pulled out a stack of files from the wooden shelf, flipped them to the year in chronological order, and pulled out a thin file from it and handed it over.

The convict Lian looked down, specifically, it should be a page of the file that was not recorded in the file.

Lao Bian said: "The Shen family didn't make a confession because they went back to their hometown in those days. ”

"Don't you have any doubts?" The torturer even felt that the temperature of the small building had cooled down.

"Let's take a look at the record first." Lao Bian did not answer positively.

On February 26, a month and a half after his death, a resident of Xiaolin Street took the initiative to find the police to provide clues about the case.

The resident who provided the clue refused to give his name, but it seems that he is still a junior high school student.

The junior high school student told the police that her home was very close to the scene of the crime, so she knew very well what had happened. The death of the homeless man who slipped and fell on the stone bridge was not an accident, but was pushed down and killed on the steps.

The junior high school students provided several names, including Li Wanru, Chen Jianguo and Li Guoqing, and recounted some of the events that happened on the night of the crime.

The junior high school girl who provided clues said that it was extremely windy and rainy that night, and she went home from cram school at night and witnessed an argument between resident Chen Jianguo and the homeless man, and the homeless man smashed and injured Chen Jianguo, and Chen Jianguo also accidentally pushed down the homeless man, which eventually led to the homeless man's death.

At that time, many residents of Xiaolin Lane witnessed the tragedy, but everyone was shielding Chen Jianguo, and no one was willing to stand up and tell the truth. She wanted to report the crime, but was dragged back to her hometown by her parents, and now she has the courage to come to the police.

The sentence was raised from the file.

"Have you investigated?" He asked.

"The girl had no way to provide conclusive, even circumstantial, evidence. We revisited the scene according to what she said, and did not find any suspicious points, nor did we find any traces of blood as she said, and we questioned the surrounding residents again, and all the residents confessed the same and there was nothing abnormal. Four times, we did a total of four checks, and all the results were saying that this girl who came to us was lying. ”

The convict frowned, and finally asked, "Why didn't you put this investigation record into the official big file?" 166 Reading Network