Chapter 8: The Reader Who Secretly Saved the Manuscript

After searching the entire Public Security Bureau, we didn't find Lu Ke. He's the apprentice of the boss's friend, and if something happens to me, I can't explain it to the boss! Originally, the facts of the case were enough to give me a headache, and I had to take care of the entire unorganized and undisciplined little criminal police, and I would send a car to send him back tomorrow.

Just when I couldn't help but get angry, my mobile phone suddenly received a call from an unfamiliar number, and a familiar voice came from the other end of the phone: "Team Leader Qin, I'm Lu Ke, come to the Zhu family's murderous house, the murderer was caught by me." ”

What? Murderer? Caught?

Could it be that Lu Ke secretly ran back to the Zhu family's mansion alone? And caught the murderer?!

Whether it's true or not, we immediately rushed to the Zhu family's house.

When we returned to the Zhu family's house by car again, we found a man squatting under the dim street lamp outside the courtyard, his hands tightly wrapped around the street lamp, the posture was very strange, and when we got closer, we found that he was handcuffed with both hands.

Not far away, Lu Ke was sitting under a big tree with his back to rest.

When he saw us coming, he hurriedly stood up, shook the dust off his body, and walked towards us with a smile.

"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous." I rubbed my hair and sighed with a frown.

……

In the interrogation room, the serious crime team is conducting an overnight surprise interrogation of the man caught by Lu Ke.

I did not participate in this interrogation, but sat on a chair in the corridor and looked at the young probationary detective named Lu Ke in front of me.

Now, I'm going to get acquainted with this probationary detective again.

Lu Ke stood in front of me, staring ahead, without saying a word, and likewise, without speaking.

I took out a box of cigarettes from my pocket, took out one and clipped it to my fingertips, looked up at him, and asked slowly, "How did you conclude that the murderer would definitely return to the scene of the crime tonight?" ”

"He's not a murderer." Instead of answering my question, Lu Ke gave an answer that shocked me.

My hand holding the lighter shook a little, and after relighting the cigarette, I squinted and asked him, "How do you know he's not the murderer?" ”

Lu Ke still didn't look at me, his eyes kept looking straight at the wall behind me, and he said: "This is a seemingly perfect closed room murder case, and the murderer seems to have completed a perfect high-IQ crime, which shows that the murderer has excellent psychological quality and his thinking is different from ordinary people." According to incomplete statistics, 70% of the murderers will return to the scene of the crime after the crime to appreciate their works, so as to obtain a psychological satisfaction that is almost perverted. And the person I caught is obviously not the murderer, he doesn't know the layout of the scene monitoring, he doesn't have a careful plan, and he is in a hurry, such a person will definitely not be able to complete the closed room murder case. From this, it can be judged that he is only the person who entered the scene after the crime to rummage for things, not the murderer. ”

I smiled slightly, stilted Erlang's legs, and changed to a comfortable sitting position, this young man, a little interesting.

"Go on." I watched him quietly.

"He was very familiar with the deceased, if not an acquaintance, but at least a friend. He entered the house of the deceased in search of something very important to him. He was afraid of leaving traces at the scene, so he sneaked into the house after the police first inspected the scene. It's just that he didn't expect that he would meet the juvenile detective group that night, and he was afraid that his whereabouts would be exposed, so he hid in the shadows and pretended to be a ghost to scare away the juvenile detective group, and then continued to rummage. He must have been in a very nervous state at the time, so he didn't linger too long, and hurriedly rummaged through it and left. So I think he's going to come back tonight and keep looking for that very important thing. ”

Lu Ke stood in front of me, calm and logical, and expressed his opinion in a few very simple words.

His knowledge of the case was limited to my brief dictation when he returned to the car at the Public Security Bureau. In such a short period of time, he was able to completely sort out the facts of the case and make his own judgment. What's even more surprising is that he was able to complete the psychological profile of the murderer in such a short time.

"What if he already got what he wanted yesterday?" I asked coldly.

"Then I'll run for nothing."

"And you're going to call us to pick you up?" I spit out a smoke ring and asked him with a smile.

"I'll run back on my own."

I stood up, snuffed out the remaining half of my cigarette, and threw it in the trash.

Lu Ke was still standing still, his eyes fixed on the wall, even though I was standing behind him now.

"I want to tell you now that the second point of being a good criminal police officer is to obey the command and abide by discipline, report things in advance, and do not allow you to act alone. The Serious Crime Team has never relied on individual strength to solve cases, and the Serious Crime Team is a collective. ”

"Yes!"

A probationary criminal police officer who had just joined the company, because when he was maintaining discipline at the scene of the crime in Dongli Park, he met members of the serious crime team, and the members of the serious crime team gave him confidence, gave him hope, and let him know that the public security organs have such an elite team. Since then, a seed to join the Serious Crime Team has quietly taken root in my heart.

He is very capable, but what he lacks is time and experience.

The overnight surprise interrogation was very effective, and the man learned to "draw inferences" from the moment he sat in the interrogation room, and as soon as the police asked a question, he confessed everything he had done, except that he did not admit that he was the murderer.

After the identification of footprints, it is consistent with the shoe prints found by Jiang Tingbai at the scene of the crime.

"I'm really angry, he admits everything, but he doesn't admit that he is a murderer."

Li Meng walked out of the interrogation room, gulped down water, and finally crumpled the paper cup in his hand and threw it into the trash.

It seems that her temper has come up again, and she is not light.

"What did he admit to it?" I walked up to her with a smile and asked her.

When Li Meng heard me ask, he suddenly laughed angrily, and said to me with some tears and laughter: "It's really funny enough, you can't guess, he is a big fan of the deceased!" ”

Fan of the deceased? The identity of the deceased is a supernatural novel online writer, so he is a loyal reader of the writer?!

"This thing sounds funny, he is a big fan of the writer, and he reads the writer's books every day, but this writer is too slow to update, and he can't even keep the daily update, basically irregular updates, and even weekly updates. The point is, this writer writes supernatural novels, although the plot is not very good, but he will leave suspense. This loyal fan can't sleep every night and guesses the plot like crazy. Li Meng smiled bitterly and shook his head.

She took a deep breath and continued, "So, he was ready to sneak into the author's house and steal the manuscript. Hahaha, how can there be such a funny thing?! ”

In addition to being surprised by the reader's behavior of stealing the author's manuscript, I was even more surprised by how he learned the author's specific address.

Now there are thousands of online novel writers, everyone uses a pen name, and their real names will not be revealed, let alone their home addresses?

Could it be that the writer's address was exposed, so he was killed?