Chapter 3: A Vision Appears
I'm crazy about my speculation, but this speculation can't be denied, and anyone or thing without evidence must be skeptical, which is the most basic common sense as a criminal policeman.
Ordinary people can't hide from criminal offenses, how can they dare to take the initiative to contact? Either they came to probe the police, or they did something unseemly and had to drag the police when they encountered the police, or they interfered with the police investigation and made the police go astray. But Xia Ziwei was wearing pajamas, and I wanted to come to see the scene temporarily, I really didn't know who knew that I would go to college except me. Could it be that Xia Ziwei and I are really a coincidence? If you exclude the premeditated move, then there is only the probing style, and if you don't intend to catch a glimpse, you will come to probe the wind by the way, if you don't have a very good relationship with Zhang Xianyao, that is, you have directly or indirectly contacted or participated in criminal acts. There are all kinds of wonders in this world, maybe Xia Ziwei is just interested?
The night breeze hit the cheeks and cooled it, and the chaotic thoughts were immediately liberated. That's what we do, every day we are cranky in the face of a case, thinking about our own collapse, and every hypothesis has to be verified.
The criminal police are law enforcers and do not believe in anything, and the only belief is evidence.
I remember when I was in junior high school, one of the Chinese students said to our class: "When we learn Chinese, we always have to read the articles thoroughly and thoroughly." We also think about what the author thinks, and we also think about what the author does not think. In fact, does the author think so much when he writes? How do you write it if you think so much? Writing articles is just to describe and express personal feelings......"
It's true that the teacher's words are brought to the investigation of the case. What the criminal thinks of is unthinkable, the criminal police must think of it, and only in this way can the criminal be taken down when he commits another crime or escapes, so as to eliminate violence and peace for the society.
In fact, learning language is the same, what is the use of only knowing what the author directly expresses? What we learn is that the article is not the author personally, we want to turn the knowledge into our own, not the author who writes the article.
The same is true for law enforcers.
"Dingdingding......"
A crisp phone ringtone, piercing the air, startling me and almost not throwing my phone out. Glancing at the caller ID, I scolded: "Damn! He answered and was silent, waiting for the man over there to speak.
"Ziyi, where are you?"
"Well, on the way home."
"On the way home!" The guy over there roared, and I felt like my eardrums were going to be punctured by him, "Where did you kid go?" β
"I went around the school, is there any problem, God is chattering."
"What's the big problem, didn't I tell you to be careful, you ran at night and thought your life was too long?"
"Why don't you just go and see, what's the big deal, I'm not good."
There snorted coldly, and his tone softened slightly: "Where are you now, hurry up and get back, I'm at your house." β
"What! What are you doing running to my house?" Pit? Cover? Turn? Scam?
"You talk less nonsense, hurry up and get me back, I have something to discuss with you."
"Got it, sir." I hung up the phone without waiting for any more nonsense over there, and muttered to myself, "It's so fierce to run to someone's house, it's so unqualified......"
Yinzi told me to hurry up, so I didn't dare to slack off, so I hailed a taxi and rushed all the way home. Again, it's good to offend anyone in this society, and if you want to eat meat, don't offend your boss.
When I got out of the car, I saw that the door of my house was on and the light was on, and I naturally knew that Yinzi was also waiting at home, so I took a deep breath and walked in. Yinzi sat on the leather sofa with his legs crossed, and watched me enter the door with a majestic look. His expression was cold, his eyebrows became the word "Sichuan", and he didn't speak for a long time. I just stood at the door stupidly, I didn't know what to say, I looked at him as if he was really angry, at this time if I opened my mouth would definitely be boring to myself, so I just stood here and waited for him to speak first.
He looked at me for a long time before he let out a breath of turbidity and said, "Sit down, let's have a good talk." β
"Well," I nodded, and sat down on the couch across from him, "did you come to me in the middle of the night for something?" β
"It's okay, let's see if you're still alive?"
"Hey, what do you mean, you cursed me to death no less than twice today. I can't get rid of you even if I'm dead. β
"Die to you," his face darkened instantly. Ban Yu spit out the second half of the sentence, and said in a cold tone: "Junziyi, you'd better not act alone, otherwise you may die without bones." β
"You!" Damn it! Curse me again!
"I know that you and Liancheng are not very good, especially Xiao Yi, but you can't act alone," he said and warned, "If you dare to die believe it or not, I won't be able to make you a ghost?" β
"You're too ruthless! We're brothers! β
"If you think it's a brother, just listen to me, don't lose your life."
"I don't want to talk nonsense with you idiot, I'm leaving."
"Huh? Oh, well, you old man walk slowly. "The plague god sent everything away, and everything was too peaceful.
He was so frightened by my words that he shook at the door, and it took a while for his distant voice to come out: "Junziyi, be careful yourself, don't let me down." β
Looking at his tall back, his heart was touched: "I know, don't worry, I'll be alive, don't you just investigate the case." β
"I'll be back to help you soon."
"Silverβthank you." Since I met him, I haven't been separated from him, this is the first time, and the first time to take on a case, "Don't worry about me." β
"Idiot! We're friends, I just don't want you dead, he~ I wish you a living person when I come back. β
He was gone, and I looked out the door for a few moments before coming back to my senses.
Me and Yinzi are like this, a pair of friends who have no heart and no lungs, he has no heart and I have no lungs, hehe, a perfect match.
On August 14, 2010, the crimson morning glow on the horizon was a statement of today's hot weather.
I took off my majestic police uniform and wore only a thin shirt, and my skin was looming under the fabric, a little sexy. In a hurry to see the scene, I only ate a little instant noodles and went out, I was still considered poor, and I had no private car, so I had to walk.
Although it was morning, it was still a long walk to Polytechnic University, and by the time I arrived, I had already dried my sweat. Liancheng and Xiaoyi have arrived because their car is parked outside the school. When the criminal police go to the scene to investigate the case, they will not bring many people with great fanfare, but the main members will bring some subordinates to maintain order.
The university curriculum was not affected by our case handlers, they still attended classes as usual, but some curious students looked over from time to time, but no one would come close to this range, after all, no one wanted to be involved in this criminal case.
When I entered the scene, Liancheng was squatting on the ground with a magnifying glass trying to find something, and Xiao Yi was looking left and right at the scene, and when he saw me coming in, he just cast a disdainful look and turned his head away. I've long been accustomed to Xiao Yi's attitude, and I don't care, if I deal with this guy, I guess I was angry three years ago.
I squatted down next to Liancheng and watched him look at the ground, but I didn't have a magnifying glass, while I was concerned about the progress of the case: "Is there any progress?" β
"There's not much progress," Liancheng simply put down the magnifying glass when he heard my question, and sat down directly on the blood stains that could not be washed off for a long time, with confusion and decadence on his face, "It's been too long, although this scene is still there, but it has lost its meaning." There was nothing suspicious or favorable on the ground except blood. β
"That's it!" This is the first criminal case I've seen that didn't have a scene, or where the scene was "scrapped". But even if it is a difficult case, we must investigate it clearly, this is a matter of responsibility and occupation, even if all the criminal police are dead, as long as it is a case, as a criminal policeman, we must find out the rocks. It seems that the last hope can only be pinned on the deceased, looking at Liancheng and I asked, "Is Zhang Xianyao's body still there?" Maybe a second autopsy can be performed, there should be some clues, right? β
Lian Cheng smiled angrily: "Where are there any corpses, everyone has been dead for a month, and after the first autopsy, his family has already brought the corpse back for burial." From the very beginning, this case was not an unsolved case in our hands, it was already a death case at all. β
I looked at Liancheng and didn't know what to say, and my heart was heavy as if it had been filled with lead. Is a case that has just been received and has not yet begun to be investigated to become a death case? No way! This must not happen! There is no case in this world that our serious crime team can't solve! It's the same this time.
Maybe it's because I'm on the verge of confusion, and when I get up from Liancheng, I walk to the door and order to a subordinate: "You go and call Forensic Doctor Shen, who was in charge of this case before, and ask him to bring the autopsy report of this case by the way." β
After the order, after the criminal policeman left, the scene fell into a long wait, and none of the three of us in Liancheng spoke. I leaned against the door and watched the scene, took a cigarette and prepared to light it, but at the thought of someone's instructions, I put down the lighter and tossed the cigarette aside. I haven't smoked for two years, but I still habitually carry a cigarette with me, and if I'm in a bad mood, I'll smoke one to relieve my mood, but in the past two years, I've thrown it away when I'm in a bad mood, so I haven't smoked it again.
The scene is an abandoned appliance room, with all the windows sealed, and the inside is dim and even a little eerie.
Xiao Yi and Liancheng are in the middle of the scene, and from my point of view, there is really a ghostly feeling shrouded in darkness. I don't know if I was scared by myself or by the gloomy scene, I felt a chill rise up my spine.
Xiao Yi wandered around, walked to a pile of utensils, a pair of blood-red high heels appeared in his sight, just when he was puzzled, he suddenly saw the pair of high heels move! Such a ridiculous thing made him feel dazzled. This may be evidence. Xiao Yi put on safety gloves for himself and bent down to pick up the red high heels, but just as his hand was about to touch the high heels, two hands as white as flour stretched out from the shoes and grabbed Xiao Yan's hand! The two hands were cold and shivering. Then the blood flowed down the two pairs of miserable white hands to Xiao Yi's body! Faced with such a terrifying picture, Xiao Yi opened his mouth but couldn't say a word, is he going to die there? The blood was about to engulf him, and the hands stretched out, already grabbing his neck!