above the point of the knife

Chapter 378 Accidental Death
"Yulan, I really can't help it, I'm a little late..." Zhou Sen returned home and apologized very sorry to Bai Yulan.

"Hurry up and wash up." Bai Yulan lay on her side on the bed, with a light gauze covering her pregnant belly, without any displeasure.

Men sometimes socialize, but they can't help themselves, it's all for this family.

"Hey, here we go."

Taking a shower with hot water, drinking anti-alcohol soup, and brushing his teeth, he was also afraid that the smell of alcohol would smell of alcohol on his mouth, which would smoke his wife and children.

Although the alcohol content of sake is not high, it is easy to get drunk if you drink too much.

"This Yulan tomorrow night and the night after tomorrow..."

"Everyone is entertained?"

"Well, I can't push it away, I have to go, but I can promise not to drink so much, there is no way tonight."

"Okay, I don't blame you either."

"I'm talking to my son and daughter..." Zhou Sen leaned down and said.

……

After a cup of clear tea is brewed, the day's newspapers are spread out, and the day's work begins again. This is what the inspection unit does, to monitor public opinion and propaganda, and if found, it will be severely investigated and dealt with.

Thought crime is a very important crime. Once it is discovered, it is light to be imprisoned, but it is serious, and one life will be gone.

If this happened to the Japanese, that trivial matter would really kill them.

Now that Anna is out, Zhou Sen can also be quiet for a while. As for the "juntong" case, it's been so long, can he find it out with his hands?

Work slowly and work hard.

What's more, it's not like he didn't have a job. He has an appointment with Kato from the Gendarmerie and the Security Bureau tomorrow night. Kageyama also made an appointment with him in the afternoon.

A sip of tea, a side of newspaper, soon, a cup of tea will bottom out.

The weather became hot, Zhou Sen turned on the electric fan, blew on the electric fan, drank tea, and read the newspaper. This kind of work is really great.

The phone on the desk rang suddenly.

"Hi, I am, what's the matter?"

"Accidental death, okay, just wait, I'll come right away." The call was from Anna, and she took Cheng Yunfeng to the correctional facility again.

Half an hour later, Zhou Sen and Wu En drove to the correctional home.

It was not the first time Zhou Sen had come to the correctional facility. The dean was an old acquaintance, and some young thought and economic prisoners would also be sent here.

But generally, it is good for the people who are sent here for a short period of time, but after a long period of time, there are very few people who have no mental problems.

Coming here is mainly all kinds of inhuman mental torture, followed by physical torture, but for people, mental torture is more painful than physical torture.

There's all sorts of filth and chaos here.

"What's going on?" Zhou Sen asked directly when he saw Anna and Cheng Yunfeng.

"When we arrived, we were just about to talk to Wen Lin again, but when we picked him up, we found that Wen Lin was dead."

"People are dead, and you don't know until you come to pick them up?" Zhou Sen was surprised, "Aren't they all sharing a room with four people, and the other people in the room don't know?"

"Wen Lin's spirit is a little abnormal. In the room arranged alone, someone brought him breakfast early this morning and notified him to come out for activities, but he didn't respond. It's often like this anyway, so the guard didn't care." Anna explained. .

"Where's the corpse?"

"Still in the room, I didn't let you move."

"Come on, take me to have a look." Zhou Sen ordered, "Borrow a camera from the courtyard, and take a picture of the scene first."

"Ok."

It is common for people to die in correctional institutions, but this time it is during the investigation of a case, so it is naturally different.

The dean naturally agreed to Zhou Sen's request.

Wen Lin lived in a single room, with an iron frame bed, a straw mat on the bed, a dark mosquito net, the windows were welded with iron bars, and there was an air vent.

Indoors a table and chairs.

The conditions in the correctional home are slightly better than in the prison. The prison is dark and humid without seeing the sun. In the correctional home, at least you can see the sun and have room for movement. Unless you are disobedient, you generally don’t wear shackles.

Of course, the correctional home does not support idlers, and they have to work every day. Only after completing the prescribed work can they receive a day's ration.

But a mentally ill person like Wen Lin doesn't need to work, because he can't work, and it will affect others.

The reason why people are still locked up and not let go is because the higher-ups have not spoken.

In summer, even if you can take a bath every day, the smell is quite unpleasant, especially for a person like Zhou Sen who loves cleanliness and has a particularly sensitive nose, he almost smells it when he walks in.

Anna handed over a mask.

Zhou Sen reached out to take it and put it on. Although the effect was not very good, it was much better than before.

A skinny young man was lying on the straw mat, his eyes were closed, his lips were blue and white, and the skin all over his body was a sickly blue.

This is a young man of 50 or [-] years old. He looks like a little old man of [-] or [-] years old. It is hard to imagine what kind of torture he has suffered here.

The room is quite clean. It should be cleaned every day. The guards don't care about it. It's Wen Lin himself.

The clothes he wore were shabby but not sloppy, which showed that he was not yet completely insane.

It was approaching noon, and although it was not the hottest time of the day, it didn't feel too stuffy.

After taking the gloves from Anna, Zhou Sen came to the bed, leaned down, and carefully inspected Wen Lin's body. There were no obvious wounds on the surface, and no strangulation marks on the neck. The mouth was closed. After opening it, Nothing unusual was found.

After opening the body again, nothing was found.

Comparing the rigor that appeared on the corpse, Zhou Sen roughly deduced that Wen Lin's death time was only about seven or eight hours.

In other words, when the guard brought him breakfast in the morning, he was already dead, but nothing abnormal was found.

Although the weather in Ice City is hot in summer, heatstroke is indeed very rare. Only people who are exposed to the sun and work are more likely.

But heatstroke death is relatively rare, and Wen Lin does not work. If he feels uncomfortable, he should react immediately.

"Was Wen Lin in the room the whole time yesterday?"

"That's not true. Although he's mentally abnormal, he doesn't attack others. He's just nagging. Sometimes he's funny at people. When everyone makes fun of him, he doesn't get angry. He's just stupid." Wen Lin's discipline explained.

"What about life?"

"I will eat when I am hungry, but I usually get the food all over the place. Sometimes I pee my pants, but the shit doesn't seem to pass through my crotch."

"I think his clothes are quite clean. Did he wash them himself?"

"No, he doesn't know how to wash clothes. Hong Lianghui, who came in with him, did it for him." The guard said.

"Did Hong Lianghui meet him yesterday?"

"Yes, they see each other every day, and I saw them sitting together at dinner."

"Although the body has no obvious wounds and no signs of poisoning, let's send it to the forensic doctor for an autopsy first. After confirming the death, the possibility of homicide cannot be ruled out." Zhou Sen ordered.

"Homicide, that's impossible. We lock the door at night. If Wen Lin died in the middle of the night, no one would be able to come out. If it's convenient, there is a toilet in the room, so there's no need to go out." Said.

Zhou Sen noticed that Wen Lin's room did have a place for a toilet, and there was a clear circle on the floor, which was very eye-catching.

"The handling of the case is rigorous. We need to rule out the possibility of homicide, so that the case will naturally be clear." Zhou Sen explained.

The guard nodded. If someone died, even if it was suicide, if it involved an important case, he would not be able to get rid of it.

"After the corpse is transported away, don't arrange anyone in this room for the time being, and put a seal on it first." Zhou Sen gave another order.

"Okay, Officer Zhou."

The correctional institution is also a subsidiary of Bingcheng's secret service. If Zhou Sen wants to pick someone up from here, he also needs a note from No. 3 Yiyuan Road.

Of course, it is also possible to use the notice of nomination issued by the chief officer who originally handled the case.

"I want to see this Hong Lianghui."

"That's no problem, I'll ask someone to call him over." The dean immediately agreed, ready to call someone.

"No, just send someone to lead us there," Zhou Sen said.

"also."

The detainees in the correctional institution work in a brick factory in the eastern suburbs, and the fired bricks are supplied to build watchtowers and fences.

This is a low-skilled job. It is guaranteed that everyone can do it, and it can also consume a lot of physical strength, so that there is no energy to make trouble.

Naturally, the brick factory is very hot, especially for making bricks. Although there are sheds for shade, under the sun, everyone only wears a jacket and sweats profusely.

The coarse salt water mixed with boiled water is placed on the table for drinking.

Conditions are indeed poor.

"Hong Lianghui!"

"To!"

A young man with his head bowed and muddled raised his head, and quickly agreed, the rules of the correctional institution, if you are called, if you don't answer immediately, if the supervisor sees it, the whip will come over.

"Come here, someone is looking for you."

"Yes." Hong Lianghui put down the shovel in his hand, and ran over in three steps at a time.

"Report to the supervisor, I'm coming."

"Officer Zhou, this is Hong Lianghui. If you have anything to ask, just say it here." The supervisor is Japanese, but he is very polite to Zhou Sen.

"Thank you."

"Hong Lianghui, haven't you been complaining to me all the time? I just came here to review." Zhou Sen used his speech skills when he came up, "Sit down, sit down and talk."

"Really?" Hearing this, Hong Lianghui's eyes lit up immediately.

"Didn't you say that you joined the Iron Blood Society because you couldn't save the face of your classmates, but you didn't actually participate in many of their activities, and you even felt that what they did was a breach of law and order and peace, right?"

"Yes, yes, Police Officer Zhou, what you said is very correct. Although I joined the Jagged Society, I have always opposed what they did. In fact, our current peace is hard-won, and we should cherish and be grateful, but they keep, You must encourage your students to promote Japanese aggression, slavery and exploitation of us. In fact, it is the same in any dynasty. The common people have to pay food and taxes. What is the difference? Tax and rent paid..."

As expected of a college student from the Ice Industry University, his speech is logical and well-organized, much stronger than those illiterate bosses.

In fact, those who can be locked up in the correctional institution are all educated and educated, and those who are uneducated are directly sentenced to prison.

"It seems that you have learned a lot and understood a lot here, not bad." Zhou Sen nodded in praise, but he wanted to scold this guy in his heart. He has no backbone at all. acquired knowledge.

Of course, this may be just pretending, deliberately speaking to myself.

"Actually, this time we are focusing on two people. One is you and the other is Wen Lin. We have met Wen Lin. He has some mental problems. We plan to take him out for treatment first. As for you, we I also plan to move a place for you first, how are you?" Zhou Sen looked aside, observing Hong Lianghui's reaction from the corner of his eyes.

Hong Lianghui first showed a look of astonishment, then a look of joy, and hurriedly said: "I am willing, as long as I can leave this place..."

Qingzhi slipped his mouth and said what was in his heart. An embarrassing expression flashed across Hong Lianghui's face, and he didn't know where to put his hands.

"Okay, just get ready and come with us." Zhou Sen didn't intend to let Hong Langhui go back, and took him away from the brick factory.

"I still have some belongings..."

"Well, you can clean it up with someone, then come with us." Zhou Sen nodded, he could take away people directly, but doing so would definitely make the other party suspicious, especially since he might be the last one to contact Wen Lin If Wen Lin's death was murdered by him, it might have something to do with him, and the news of Wen Lin's death has not reached the brick factory, so I'm afraid that the correctional hospital did not block the news, and if he heard it, it would be troublesome. up.

And when he returned to the correctional institution, he might not be able to take the person away.

However, he still didn't hesitate, and agreed to let Hong Lianghui go back to the correctional facility to pack his personal belongings, and then take him away.

"Section Chief Akiyama, I want to pick up someone from the correctional institution. My name is Hong Lianghui. Yes, please call the correctional institution. I will take someone away now." Zhou Sen hung up the phone directly to Akiyamanosuke at the brick factory .

The correctional institution probably wouldn't listen to what he said, but Akiyama's phone number should be useful. He could actually call Yingshan, but this case was sent to him by Akiyama. He needed help, so naturally he went to Akiyama first.

I can never owe Yingshan any more favors.

Fortunately, Akiyama nosuke did not refuse, and immediately agreed to call the correctional institution.

Zhou Sen brought Hong Lianghui back without letting him contact anyone in the correctional institution, and then took him out directly after he finished packing his things and completing the formalities.

"Anna, take her to Beiye to settle down first." Zhou Sen instructed Anna.

"Do you need an interrogation first?" Anna asked.

"He doesn't know that Wen Lin is dead yet. Pay attention when you ask questions, and pay special attention to his reaction when Wen Lin is mentioned." Zhou Sen confessed.

"Well, I see, how about you?"

"I made an appointment with Mr. Yingshan to talk about something, and I can't miss the appointment," Zhou Sen said.

"That should go."

(End of this chapter)