Chapter 31: The Night at the Police Station
"Why don't you say you have Parkinson's?" Yang Wenbin glared at him. %d7%cf%d3%c4%b8%f3
"Okay, okay, if you go down again, the two of you will become a 'Yan Yang-style quarrel' again." Li Hong hurriedly waved his hand and changed the topic, "Uh...... Why don't we think about it from the perspective of the family of the deceased? β
Yang Wenbin sighed and rubbed his fingers, "I've already thought about this problem." Theyβno, our family didn't have anything to do with each other, and there was no connection between the other three other than that I was Jubo's adopted son. I think the strangest thing is that I always feel like there's something missing from this assumption. β
"What's missing?"
"Less motivation." Yang Wenbin clasped his hands together and pressed his fingertips against his chin, "You see, if the torture of prisoners is really related to the murder case, then who wants to kill them, and for what?" At that time, it was the Americans who abused the prisoners, and we couldn't have found a beautiful person who had been to the battlefield in Iraq, right? - Even if they take 10,000 steps back, there are really American soldiers wandering around City C, and they have no reason to bother to kill these former prisoners. You see, the psychology of abuse and murder is completely differentβ"
"We've all studied criminal psychology." Yan Junli interrupted Yang Wenbin's words, "So to put it simply, you can't find any murderer who would want to kill five people who have nothing to do with it. β
"I ......" Yang Wenbin originally wanted to open his mouth to refute, but in the end he lowered his head, like a rabbit with hanging ears, "Yes, you are right." β
Yan Junli sighed, brushing his hair with his five fingers, "I'm starting to feel ...... Maybe we're thinking that these are superfluous. Maybe there is no such thing as the same murderer, but the latter person killed the previous person. Maybe it's just that you're thinking too much, and now that the clown has run away, and no new corpses have appeared, maybe...... The case is closed. β
"That's just what you want." Yang Wenbin said coldly, "But reality always doesn't make people go as they wish." β
Yan Junli was a little annoyed by Yang Wenbin's words, "Is there anything wrong with being optimistic?" β
"You're not optimistic, you're evasive!" Yang Wenbin clasped his arms and glared angrily, "Tell you, I don't believe in coincidences, there are no coincidences in this world at all, it's just an excuse made by cowards for themselves." β
Yan Junli's expression was not very good-looking, and just when Yang Wenbin thought that he was going to say something ugly, Yan Junli took a deep breath and said, "You are right." β
"Huh?" Yang Wenbin was stunned.
"I said you're right." Yan Junli repeated, "This matter really can't be so simple...... Maybe I've been too tired lately and always wish this was over sooner, so ...... I shouldn't have said that, it's not what a police officer should say, it's a shirking-"
Yang Wenbin looked at him fixedly, and suddenly laughed.
"What are you laughing at?" Yan Junli was really annoyed at this time.
"No, no," Yang Wenbin quickly turned his face to the side, but still couldn't hide the smile on his face, "I just don't know why I think it's funny that you suddenly became serious." β
"Like a giant teddy bear." Li Hong echoed on the side.
"What, I-" Yan Junli was annoyed, but was interrupted by a hug in the middle of his sentence.
Yang Wenbin patted Yan Junli on the back, "Don't worry, stupid big guy." There's no case that the two of us can't solve together. β
Yan Junli obviously didn't expect Yang Wenbin to do this, he was stunned for a moment, and then felt a warm current flowing in his chest.
"yes, of course, I didn't say I was going to give up." Yan Junli coughed dryly, "You just thought I didn't say anything just now." β
Li Hong was left smacking his lips on the side, "Why don't you two go and open a room?" β
"Shut up!" This time, Yang Wenbin and Yan Junli spoke in unison.
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It was getting late, and a red sunset crossed the horizon. Most of the officers in the police station began to prepare for work, and the office echoed with the voices of the young officers greeting each other, and it didn't take long for the surroundings to become deserted, with only a few officers on duty still sitting.
Yan Junli looked down at his watch, then at Yang Wenbin in the seat, and hesitated, "Or I'll ...... it."
"What are you, go back quickly." Yang Wenbin waved his hand, "You have 'I need to get a good night's sleep all over your face." β
Yan Junli couldn't cry or laugh, "But you can't go home now, you can only sleep on the small bed in the duty room for one night." β
"It's better than a damp detention cell." Yang Wenbin stood up and pushed Yan Junli to the door, "I'm so grateful that you didn't really lock me up in that kind of place again." Okay, go back and get a good night's sleep. β
"Okay, okay, don't push me. Then I'll go, you sleep better, after all, the police station is the safest place now. Yan Junli said half-jokingly, "Oh yes, in case there is anything, you can find Wang Jian, he happened to be on duty today." β
Yang Wenbin followed Yan Junli's gaze and looked over, a tall and thin police officer was sitting in his seat eating cakes, Yang Wenbin nodded, and agreed.
As the night deepened, Yang Wenbin was lying in front of the computer and finished browsing the last piece of information, so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, and his chin almost knocked over the coffee cup when he was napping, and he woke up with a spirit.
ββ¦β¦ Still nothing. Yang Wenbin muttered, hugging his head in frustration.
"Dr. Yang, you ...... Why don't you go get some sleep? Across the aisle, Wang Jian poked his head over, revealing a somewhat worried expression.
"Now this is the case? Even if I went, I wouldn't be able to sleep well. Yang Wenbin sighed, rubbed his temples, and lay on the back of his chair.
"Still don't have any ideas?" Wang Jian simply moved the chair to Yang Wenbin's side.
"Nope." Yang Wenbin shook his head, "I can't find anything in common with these people at all, they can't find anything other than the connection between the two." And more importantly, I can't think of the motives of the murderer. β
"Motivation?" Wang Jian asked curiously.
"It's as if this murderer appeared out of thin air, and there is no justification at all." Yang Wenbin spread his hands and said irritably, "There's no reason to kill these people at all!" There must be something missing in this case, I can feel it. If I can find the missing link, I can solve this case! β
"Uh...... Dr. Yang. Wang Jian was a little frightened, "Why don't you drink some water to calm down first?" β
Yang Wenbin suddenly realized that he had sprinkled his anger on an unrelated person, "Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ......"
"Nothing." Wang Jian hurriedly waved his hand, "You and Captain Yan work so hard every day, and we finally have time and can't rest, and little people like us can't experience what it's like at all." We usually move our arms and legs, but it's too hard for you to move your legs and brains. β
"Then Yan Junli must be the one who moves more legs." Yang Wenbin smiled and made a joke, Wang Jian also laughed, and the atmosphere eased a lot.
Yang Wenbin stood up from the chair and stretched, "Anyway, I don't have the heart to sleep, I'll go out for a walk." β
Wang Jian's expression became a little nervous, "Going out for a walk so late?" β
Yang Wenbin immediately understood the little policeman's expression and waved his hand, "Don't worry, it's because it's so late that no one will see me." β
"But Team Yan said it's better not to let you out of the police station......" Wang Jian hesitated.
"Don't you know? From now on, my words will be the words of Team Yan. Yang Wenbin didn't care, "Besides, it's already three o'clock in the morning, what else do you expect to meet?" β
"Okay then, but ...... Can I go with you? Wang Jian asked cautiously.
"Of course." This time, Yang Wenbin agreed very happily.
The streets in the early hours of the morning were frighteningly quiet, just like Yang Wenbin said, and there was no figure in sight. The half-curved moon hung in the inky sky, and the stars around it shimmered coldly.
"It's a little cold outside." Wang Jian wrapped the padded jacket on his body and complained.
"It's rare in previous winters that it's still so cold at this time." Yang Wenbin's cheeks were red from the cold, and he looked up at the moon in the sky, "Maybe it's because of these ruthless murders that the weather has become so cold." β
"I didn't expect you to have the talent to be a poet, Dr. Yang." Wang Jian quipped.
Yang Wenbin smiled briefly, but quickly retracted himself. I don't know if it's because of the atmosphere in the middle of the night or because of the biting cold, an indescribable pain wells up in his heart.
"Whoever treats human life as a game deserves eighteen levels of hell." Yang Wenbin took a deep breath.
"You mean, that mysterious clown?" Wang Jian asked, "I heard some ...... from Li Hong This, people can't be resurrected after death, so let's mourn and change. β
Yang Wenbin shook his head, he didn't know why, he wanted to talk very much tonight. Not to familiar people like Yan Junli or Li Hong, but to a strange little police officer, say what he thinks in his heart.
"I'm not talking about Juber. I know that it was this clown who killed my parents and destroyed my home more than ten years ago, and now he has killed my adoptive father, my only relative, and even wants to kill Yan Junli, my best friend. But it's neither, not the most desperate thing I feel. β
Wang Jian was attracted by Yang Wenbin's words, "What's that?" β
"It's this city, Wang Jian, this city." Yang Wenbin raised his head, looked at everything he could see, and said slowly, "Yan Junli and I used to think that the two of us working together could fight criminals, change the city, and make it beautiful and peaceful. But now we all know that the so-called peace and beauty are just a fairy tale in the real sludge and muddy water behind City C. β