"Francis Bacon once said that love and wisdom cannot be both." Xia Chuluo leaned on the co-pilot and pulled off the headband on his head.

"I don't agree with that."

Lu Wen started the car and slowly drove away from the scene.

According to custom, the groom is now toasting table by table, but the two of them don't have that much time to relax and don't want to mess with too many people.

So I left first.

"We must look at the thoughts of the ancients with a dialectical eye."

"Androids actually understand dialectical vision?"

"Androids are constantly learning, and you still have that much prejudice against androids."

"But those androids outside no man's land are like fools, so don't learn from them."

The two were chatting, and a call came to Lu Wen's mobile phone.

Wei Bo'an called.

"Wei Bo'an? Why does this middle-aged man call you every day? ”

"Probably...... He opened the good wine for decades...... bar. ”

Lu Wen answered the phone.

The call was exactly what he thought.

Wei Bo'an said that he dug up more than 10 years of buried wine from the backyard, and it was a bit boring to drink alone.

Xia Chuluo took the phone and said unceremoniously to the other end: "Wei Bo'an, I checked, you live in an elevator apartment, where did you come from?" ”

"Miss Xia, as long as you have a backyard in your heart, life is full of sunshine and green."

"You want to dig Lu Wen over, right?"

"Miss Xia, you can't just slander people's innocence, this time you really have something to look for him, there is a follow-up to the last incident, I think he will definitely be interested."

The last time it happened, it was the 'wandering poet'.

It is about an unjust case more than 10 years ago.

That incident, until the end, the so-called 'wandering poet' did not show up, and no one knew who he was.

Lu Wen took the mobile phone from Xia Chuluo's hand, made an appointment with Wei Bo'an, and met in the afternoon.

"Just leave me at the door of the warehouse, and you can go to Wei Bo'an." Xia Chuluo said.

"You're leaving this afternoon?" Lu Wen asked.

"Well, the fat man has already packed everything, and your body has been completely activated, you should be able to feel it later."

"What about the body you left behind?"

"In my bedroom closet." Xia Chuluo said: "That body does not have a bracelet, I have already done a good memory, as long as I don't deal with people who are too familiar, there should be no problem, I took two months of sick leave with the Executive Board, and I don't have to clock in for these two months." ”

Keep an identical android in your bedroom closet.

Ordinary people can't do such a thing.

The wardrobe is a must-have element in many suspense movies.

At night, the cabinet door slowly opened, and a hand was stretched out......

Half an hour later, the vehicle stopped at the door of the warehouse.

Xia Chuluo's small team was already waiting for her.

Jiang Fatzi looks like he has lost a lot of weight in the past two days, and his whole person is haggard, holding his beloved computer, his eyes are bloodshot.

"Fatty, are you okay with this state?" Lu Wen asked.

"We're all men, and you're asking me if it's okay?" Jiang Fatzi stood up suddenly, "Staying up late is just a common thing for me, I have been staying up late since I was in my mother's womb, and it has been almost thirty years now!" ”

"You're only in your twenties?"

Lu Wen was shocked.

Fat Jiang looked older than Wei Bo'an.

A greasy and obese middle-aged uncle suddenly claimed to be a little fresh meat in his twenties......

After confirming that the status of the entire team was online, Lu Wen looked at his third body again and turned on the camera himself.

Suddenly the familiar feeling came.

"I'll go first, and tell me this body if there's anything."

"Okay, let's go find Wei Bo'an."

From the 13th arrondissement to the 10th arrondissement, it is another nearly two-hour drive.

And that's just the urban area.

When he arrived, Wei Boan was sitting in a small restaurant not far from the General Administration of the 10th District.

"How many bottles of wine do you have more than ten years ago, and you can't drink them all every day?"

"Just go wholesale when you're done."

“……”

I can see that there is indeed something.

If Wei Boan just wanted to drink, he would have come to the 13th arrondissement himself.

But this kind of call to Lu Wen to the tenth district is rare.

"What's the deal?" Lu Wen asked.

"It's not yet, it's been so long, and I haven't found the clues of the 'wandering poet' through the previous cases, but ...... He recently appeared in the fifteenth arrondissement. Wei Bo'an poured a glass for Lu Wen.

"Dead again?"

"That's right, but you also know the situation in the 15th district, it's a tourist with a relatively small permanent population, and the cases that happen there are basically petty thefts, and tourists from other districts are pitted and the like."

While Wei Bo'an was talking, Lu Wen also checked on the Internet.

He found that the Executive Directorate of District 15 was a little more salty than District 10.

Most of the time, the executives there deal with trivial things, most of the time, strolling on the beaches of the Inland Sea, sometimes selling sunscreen part-time.

"The executive sells sunscreen part-time...... The span of this industry is huge. Lu Wen looked at other information, "This region has not had a chief executive for several years, and the highest power is a third-level executive officer who is about to retire." ”

"For those who are engaged in tourism, their daily work is just to solve disputes, and no one wants to go to that place."

But the wandering poet went.

Judging from the situation of his last case, it is estimated that there are some unjust cases or the like.

"When it comes to unjust cases, every region may have them, but the fifteenth district ...... No matter how you look at it, it shouldn't be his target, and this district has the fewest cases. ”

The district has a permanent population of less than two million.

A district with the smallest population.

However, the flow of people is quite large, and every holiday, the traffic to the 15th arrondissement can be jammed.

"Sometimes I don't understand how good it is to have a happy three-day vacation and play games at home." Wei Boan took a sip of wine, "There are always people who have to run to those scenic spots, and when they go, they are stuck in traffic for a day, and when they come back, they are stuck in traffic for a day, and the only day in the middle is used to watch the crowds." ”

"You have to run errands in the afternoon, so you don't drink." Lu Wen reminded.

"It's okay, you just drive."

“……”

Life always surprises you inadvertently.

Take the fifteenth arrondissement this morning.

A cleaning staff who was doing community cleaning was suddenly splashed with a basin of boiling oil that fell from the sky, which was a basin of sesame oil.

He stumbled a few steps in a scream.

Another basin of icy gasoline poured down.

Then came a lighter that fell from the sky, and the flames on it had not yet been extinguished.

"There is no monitoring in the vicinity, so the specific situation is unknown, and I can only make a rough judgment from the appearance of the scene, the person has been burned to charcoal, according to the residents at the scene, the sesame oil smells very good......"

Another guy who was burned alive.

The murderer who is secretly called the wandering poet is acting more and more cruelly.

"Where did that oil come from, did you find it?" Lu Wen asked.

"It's investigating, but ......there's not much hope," Wei Bo'an responded.

"You can't conjure it up out of thin air."

"The fifteenth district is close to the sixteenth district, and you don't know that the slums of the sixteenth district are so messy, over there, anything can be obtained, even if it turns into a bomber out of thin air, it's not impossible."

When the two arrived at the 15th arrondissement, it was already evening.

Luckily, it's not a holiday, and there are no traffic jams on the road.

I have to say that the scenery of the 15th arrondissement is really good, and a long part of the road along the way is built by the sea, and you can see the rolling waves crashing on the beach, as well as the handsome men and women on the beach.

The local Executive Directorate, the retiring third-level executive officer, received the two.

"The two comrades came from afar, it's hard work, let's have a meal first."

This executive officer's name is Feng Fugui, a very festive name, the only third-level executive officer in the 15th district.

If nothing else, he should have been promoted to chief.

But he felt that he was too old and would have to retire in less than two years, and he couldn't handle so many things, so he refused.

"Don't eat as soon as you meet, people in the Executive Board shouldn't be learning that." Wei Boan said seriously: "Take us directly to see the scene." ”

"This place is for tourism, in addition to eating and playing, everyone has grown up here and is used to it." Feng Fugui smiled and took the two to the scene.

There is really nothing to see at the scene.

A dilapidated neighborhood.

With its blue-gray cement exterior walls and exposed red bricks, several streets outside the community are full of snacks.

The fireworks in the 15th arrondissement are significantly heavier than in other districts.

"Two oil stains, one of which was burned, and according to the ground marks, the victim ran out a few steps after his body caught fire before he fell."

There are many ways to die in this world.

Being burned to death should be considered quite painful.

In fact, each of them is painful.

It's the same with jumping off a building.

Many people say that the moment they touch the ground, they can hear the sound of their bones shattering, and they feel great pain.

So even if life is not satisfactory, it is better to live well, and earn a day by living every day.

"We found some oil stains in the corridor outside the third floor, and after testing, we found that the composition was the same as the oil stains on the ground, and the murderer poured the two pots of oil from here." Feng Fugui introduced.

"Are there any witnesses?" Lu Wen asked.

"No, we went door-to-door and asked."

"Think about it...... The murderer's style is strange if he can leave witnesses. ”

Lu Wen looked around.

The time of the crime was 10 o'clock in the morning, and everyone who was supposed to go to work had already gone to work, and there were relatively few people in the community.

This location is more private.

"The murderer observed the scene in advance, and knew the victim's work and rest time, and knew that he would pass by here, so it is very likely that he followed the deceased for a period of time.

Surveillance doesn't lie, but it gives almost no clues.

Wei Bo'an and the third-level executive officer were all experienced, and they didn't find anything unusual from the surveillance in the past few days.

The victim prefers to be alone and shows no signs of being followed.

"By the way, what about the book of poems?"