The area where the criminal investigation detachment is located is not prosperous, but it is by no means remote.

Moreover, due to the particularity of the criminal investigation detachment itself, the criminal police will inevitably work overtime, and the public security is also quite good.

Of course, there are also late-night food stalls.

At this moment, Qi Yuan was sitting at a small table in the open air, quietly drinking his own ice and crayfish, while pricking up his ears, listening to Brother Song's chatter, and softly reporting the meeting to Su Ping.

"Sure enough, the melon-eating masses failed to provide any valuable clues." Su Ping shook his head, picked up the broad drop and poured two sips.

"Ha......" put down the can, he sighed unconsciously, and then pouted again: "Coke is still not as good as beer...... It's a pity that you can't drink it at work, otherwise you will be caught and locked up for a few days. ”

"Yes," Brother Song unscrewed the crayfish's pincers, put it in his mouth and bit the shell, and took out the meat to eat, before he said with emotion: "I think about it, I haven't drunk for more than half a year." ”

"Let's have a good drink next time I take my annual vacation." Su Ping took off his gloves, tore off the wet wipes and carefully inserted the oil stain on his hand, then took out the cigarette from his pocket, stretched out his hand, and handed the box to Brother Song.

Brother Song took it and clicked it. He is really addicted to smoking, he doesn't stop eating, smoking a cigarette and eating a bite of shrimp.

He handed it to Qi Yuan again, and Qi Yuan waved his hand and raised the shrimp, he couldn't smoke while eating like Brother Song, so he was so bitter, so he said, "Thank you Team Su, I won't smoke the shrimp first...... Well, are you full? ”

"No, it's too spicy, and my stomach is not very comfortable." He replied, followed by a cigarette in his mouth, lit it, and beckoned to the waiter: "Waiter, come with a cup of shrimp porridge!" Don't add MSG, don't add coriander, and chop green onions. ”

"Okay, wait a minute!" The waiter responded quickly.

He spat out two puffs of smoke, looked at the cigarette butt in his hand again, and said, "Song, tomorrow he will follow your group first, and you can arrange tasks for him." ”

"Okay." Brother Song didn't have any opinions, and nodded.

Qi Yuan hurriedly said, "Brother Song, I'm tired of you taking care of it more." ”

"No, don't be so out-of-the-box." He shook his head and looked at Su Ping again: "Then, what are you doing to Team Su?" ”

Su Ping didn't answer, and looked at Qi Yuan, diverted the topic and said: "Although your previous analysis is superficial, it is also reasonable, and there are enough restrictive characteristics to identify suspects, as long as Ming'er can investigate according to this line of thought, it will not be difficult to screen out people." ”

Qi Yuan listened and nodded again and again.

Brother Song also showed a smile and said: "Yes, most cases are actually very simple, you don't need to think too complicated, and you don't have to think about everything clearly when investigating, determine a general direction, and investigate step by step." The truth or something, if you catch the murderer, won't everything be clear? ”

"Nope." Su Ping shook his head and retorted: "I have always believed that curiosity about the truth is also a great source of motivation for solving crimes. It's always good to be willing to think more and do more.

Besides, it is true that most cases are very simple, but there are also a few high-IQ crimes, in case of inertia, purely follow the superficial clues, without digging into the deep truth, it is likely to be led astray by the criminals and controlled by them. ”

Brother Song frowned slightly, as an old man in the team, he had his own style of handling cases, and it was impossible to be easily persuaded by Su Ping. What's more, having worked with Su Ping for so long, he obviously already knew the difference between the other party's philosophy and his own.

But he still said: "But if there are insufficient clues, it can only be regarded as a blind guess, and there is no basis at all, so what's the point?" And, what if you guess wrong, or have a preconceived notion that leads to missing the best time to solve the case? ”

If it was usual, he would never argue with Su Ping - of course, Su Ping would not refute him, after all, there is no such thing as style, there is no such thing as superiority or inferiority, it only depends on whether it is suitable or not.

But the nature is not quite the same at this time, there is still a blank paper Qi Yuan sitting on the side, and Brother Song is still quite optimistic about him.

Su Ping can become a deputy team, so he naturally has two brushes, but his thinking is not suitable for Qi Yuanxue.

It's not that there's something wrong with the style, it's just that Qi Yuan can't learn it.

After all, it takes a lot of experience to see the essence through the phenomenon and to see the deeper truth through superficial clues.

Su Ping has been a police officer for more than ten years, and it is not surprising that he can do this, but Qi Yuan has just graduated from the police academy, and at present, in addition to the things he teaches, which seem to have a solid grasp, the experience is equal to zero at all.

For Su Ping, he also knew such a truth, and after glancing at Qi Yuan, he didn't say anything more, just made a faint hum.

Obviously, he also felt that for Qi Yuan now, Brother Song's step-by-step and steady idea of solving the case was more appropriate.

After two puffs of cigarettes, the waiter came with his casserole porridge.

She shouted that they should let go, and carefully put the tray on the table, and then said that the porridge, coriander, and green onion were laid out, and then she immediately ran to the side, took a few more bowls from the blue cutlery box and handed them to them, and then said:

"A few bosses, I'm sorry, I forgot if you don't want coriander or green onions, so just take them all and add them yourself."

Su Ping responded to this, put the cigarette in his mouth, squinted his eyes and stood up to pick up the bowl of porridge, and then handed it to Brother Song, while motioning for him to bring his bowl over.

Then he hit the bowl again and handed it to Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan waved his hand again and again: "No need for Team Su, thank you, I'll just eat some shrimp." ”

"How can you be full just by eating shrimp?" Su Ping raised his eyebrows.

Qi Yuan excused himself again and said that he was not hungry, so Su Ping ignored him, simply sat down, added some chopped green onions to the porridge, mixed it roughly, and then snuffed out the cigarette butts, and drank it with a snort.

He ate very fast, and the amount of food was also large, and after a while, most of the pot of porridge was in his stomach, and he wiped his mouth, went to the counter to settle the account, then returned to the table, patted Brother Song's shoulder, and said, "I still have something to do, you eat slowly, and go back to rest directly after eating." ”

"Okay, Team Su go slowly." Brother Song put down the bowl and replied, and Qi Yuan also hurriedly responded.

When he walked away, Qi Yuan asked curiously: "Brother Song, why is Team Su going?" ”

"I don't know." Brother Song shook his head, thought about it, and said uncertainly: "Maybe I got in touch with Team Xun......

Halfway through speaking, he stopped again: "Don't worry about so much, hurry up and eat, go back and rest early when you're done, you still have to work early tomorrow." By the way, do you want to go home and rest, or go to the duty lounge of the detachment? ”

"Go home." Qi Yuan thought for a while and replied, "I'm in a hurry, and the door at home seems to have forgotten to lock it, so I'm not at ease." ”

Brother Song raised his eyebrows: "Then you brought the key, right?" ”

"Of course!" Qi Yuan said as he instinctively touched his pocket.

Then his expression froze......