I felt sorry for Bai Yafeng who was as tired as a dog, and waved him to lie down on the sofa and sleep for a while, so that I could be Sherlock Holmes quietly for a while.

He scratched his head and giggled a few times, walked to the sofa and fell asleep, and fell into a dream with a smile on his face, like a child, very down-to-earth. It seems that as long as I come, the case can be solved, and he will really be promoted and rich.

It's a beautiful thought.

While he was asleep, I hurriedly sorted out the file, and while reviewing what he had just said, I compared the photos of the scene with the autopsy report, and gave the three cases simple and intuitive code names, "Sand Pile Case", "Seven Knife Case", and "Fire Burning Case".

This is simple, direct and easy to distinguish, and anyone who hears it can instantly understand which case it is talking about, and the international customary method.

I started from multiple perspectives such as the victim's gender, age, mode of death, murder weapon, as well as the scene of the murder, and the time of the crime, and carefully sorted out the past, and found that the three murders had no commonality or similarity on the surface, and there was no direct connection, so whether it was a serial murder still needs more in-depth investigation reports, such as whether the victims knew each other, whether there was a conflict of interest, and so on.

I was busy, the door of the conference room was pushed open, and a policeman leaned in halfway to say something, and saw Bai Yafeng lying on the sofa sleeping like a pig, so he smiled at me, withdrew, and took the door lightly, for fear of disturbing me.

I ignored it, sat upright and studied the file for a while, and slowly focused on the "sand pile case", because there were flaws in this case at present, and it was quite obvious flaws, which were directly presented in the photos of the murder scene.

But there was no such situation in the other two murders, so this one was basically distinguished, and the murderer should be almost the construction worker who went out to work with a shovel early in the morning and found the body by the way.

The fifteen-year-old boy went to a relative's house for dinner and played games with his classmates when he was attacked on his way home late at night and was hit with a blunt object and his body was buried in the sand not far from his home. From the area and depth of the fatal wounds, the medical examiner preliminarily determined that the murder weapon was a large and long metal tool, larger than ordinary household wrenches and hammers, but it was not clear what it was.

The first scene of this case was in a small alley about 200 meters away from the pile of sand, and no murder weapon was found nearby.

The murder weapon is the key.

It's not been too long since the murder happened, as long as the murder weapon is found.

I looked at the photo again, a fifteen-year-old boy, what a good age, saying that it was gone, and I felt miserable in my heart.

Over the years, I have tried to control my emotions as much as possible, not to have too much sympathy or anger for people and things on the outside, but it is difficult to do so in the end.

Su Mosen is very powerful, living like an iceberg, cold and hard. He said that all emotions are superfluous and only delay the progress of humanity.

In the process of researching my own background, I once stumbled upon a web page, which was extracted and translated from the website of a Japanese hospital, saying that there was a professor who had deciphered the code of the human brain, and as long as the surgical skills reached a sufficient level, he could control all the thoughts and emotions of people at will, similar to using a robot to control it with a program.

The paper was made in an orderly manner, as if it were true, which was very in line with Su Mosen's three views.

I wandered to think of Su Mosen, and a little chill broke out in my heart.

The door of the conference room was pushed open again, and this time it was Liu Yimin who came in, and when he saw me, he exhaled, smiled tiredly, and said, "It's thanks to you that I'm here, otherwise I would have to call you to come." ”

I asked, "What's wrong?" ”

He pointed to the file on the table and sighed, "These are not enough? What else do you want? Either way, I guess the sky is going to fall. ”

I wanted to ask him if he had any deeper investigations, but someone outside shouted urgently, and he had to hurry away and make an apologetic gesture.

As soon as Liu Yimin left, Hu Hailian came, her footsteps were windy, her eyebrows danced, and when she saw me, she shouted at me hotly.

Hu Hailian was already a well-known critic in the bureau at a young age, and as soon as Hong Zhong's voice landed, Bai Yafeng, who was sleeping on the sofa, woke up with trembling and almost didn't fall to the ground.

Hu Hailian heard the movement and saw that he was also there, and deliberately teased him in a northeastern accent: "Alas, I'll go, you're really a pig, you can sleep anywhere, and you're not afraid of dying in your sleep!" ”

Bai Yafeng gave her a roll of his eyes, wiped his face, and went out, with an expression of laziness to talk to her about better men and not women. In fact, whether in terms of physical strength, IQ or volume, he is not Hu Hailian's opponent.

These two people often quarrel and fight, everyone is a good show, and there was a scandal for a while, which made Bai Yafeng angry, Hu Hailian was angry, and said yo, look at you in a hurry, what? I'm not worthy of you? Bai Yafeng snorted her twice, and she chased him and kicked him three times in a row.

There are also rumors that he was once thrown by Hu Hailian over his shoulder and lay on the bed for three days and couldn't get off the ground, I don't know if it's true or not, anyway, Bai Yafeng, who I know, has always seen Hu Hailian, and he has always avoided and retreated, and resolutely did not move forward, of course, except when cooperating in handling cases.

Hu Hailian, like all the other police officers I saw in the bureau today, was also tired, as if she hadn't slept in her life.

Unlike other police officers, she looked dusty, with large chunks of mud on her trouser legs, presumably having just been to the countryside or suburbs.

The weather has changed a lot during this time, with heavy rain from time to time, mixed with hail, a bit of an irregular weather, and many folk sayings are not very lucky.

Therefore, if a few cases in hand are not resolved quickly, there may be public resentment.

None of this is the worst.

The worst-case scenario is serial homicide.

Although Qianzhou City is not small, it is not hell, not a sin city, not Las Vegas in American dramas. With three vicious homicides in such a short period of time, the probability of a coincidence is really low. The situation of the "sand pile case" is relatively obvious and can be ruled out, and the "Seven Knife Case" and the "Fire Case" are not easy to say.

If it is really a serial murder, the situation will be particularly troublesome, first of all, the murderer will commit another crime and will not stop easily; Secondly, judging from the circumstances of these two cases, the murderer will have a new move in the near future, and someone will die soon.

In addition, the media is too convenient these days, and if you don't solve the case quickly, it will immediately cause a sensation, and the people's resentment and resentment will spread or something, and the disaster can be imagined.

Thinking about it, I couldn't stop the car, and then I found that I seemed to be very worried about the country and the people, and this is absolutely not allowed in Su Mosen's place.

Su Mosen did not allow me to care about national affairs, politics and people's livelihood, nor did he ask me to learn much knowledge, his only requirement for me was to live well.

Hehe. When he was there, I lived very badly, and when he disappeared, I lived very well, like a fish in water, which is quite ironic.

Hu Hailian sat on the sofa and closed her eyes to rest, only ten minutes later, the mobile phone rang, picked up the phone and agreed, it was estimated that Fu Yuxin called.

After listening to this, she stood up and walked to the table, picked up a cup of tea that I don't know whose it was, and I don't know when it was brewed, and poured it down her throat, leaking everywhere.

I wiped her with a tissue and said, "No matter how much you like to be a woman, you don't have to die to put yourself on the road of a good man in Liangshan, right?" ”

She said: "Phew, I took off this uniform and walked out of this building, and I am also a charming woman!" ”

She pronounces the "son" of the female "son" as a warped tongue every time, which sounds very cute, and her face is full of naughty atmosphere, which does not match the old Cheng Zheng under her eyes, so I grin dryly every time and roll my eyes for her.

After Hu Hailian finished drinking tea, she talked to me a few more words, and was about to leave.

I tugged on my sleeve and asked her, "What's going on?" Is it where the old house is on fire, flying and fluttering to save it? ”

She said: "In this kind of ghost weather, the old house can't be sprinkled with gasoline!" ”

She spoke, wiped her face, shook her hand and told me that she had just returned from Huaqiao Town, and she had to rush to the town to check the information, saying that there had been more than a dozen torrential rains and a hailstorm, and the towns below were all going crazy, with landslides here and mudslides, flooding hundreds of acres of land, and two embankments......

Before she finished speaking, the phone rang again, she answered the phone again, okay, okay, I know, I know if you're annoying, I'm also a person, you didn't lend me a few more arms!

Then hang up with a snap.

This time, it was definitely not Fu Yuxin on the other end of the phone, it must be someone at the bottom urging her to do something, she and Fu Yuxin didn't have such a big temper.

Hu Hailian pulled her legs and wanted to leave again, but I still wouldn't let me, I had to understand the situation.

I said, "Confused, aren't you a detective?" How do you take care of the stall of flood fighting and rescue? ”

She shook her hand and explained to me impatiently: "There is a place called Cangtou Village in Huaqiao Town, because of the heavy rain, the landslide behind the village slipped out a white skeleton in a sack. The police force in the town was insufficient, and the local police station felt that this case was a bit big, and Captain Fu took a few of us to run errands in the vicinity at noon the day before yesterday, so he went over to see the situation and commanded the on-site evidence collection. ”

Speaking of this, he paused, drank saliva, and continued: "I thought I would be able to go back on the same day, but I expected that I would be blocked by a mudslide in the village as soon as I entered the village, and it was not opened until this morning, and then I encountered an emergency in the manpower of each village, so Captain Fu asked me to come back first, and he stayed there to help, and it is estimated that it will be possible to block the flood on which embankment." ”

She snapped, then shook off my hand and strode away, and before she could reach the staircase, her phone rang again.

I think she's going to die.

Just sent Hu Hailian away over there, Bai Yafeng came back here, and he didn't know what he was thinking about in his mouth, his hair was wet, and he probably flushed it twice in the toilet.

He couldn't find a hair dryer, so he opened the window of the conference room, stood in the tuyere, shook his head and shook his head, shook his head and shook the water droplets, his actions were very cheap, and he hummed a square song, and his temperament was very deflated.

I'm not in a hurry, I'm waiting slowly.

I'm going to wait until he's done with it, and then I'll tell him I've made a breakthrough.