criminal mentality

Chapter 135

The next day, when Wen Mo went to work, she found that everyone was looking at her ambiguously, trying to read something from her face.Although Cui Zhijia didn't say anything yesterday, considering his recent performance, the only possibility is to successfully influence Wenmo, the goddess of ice and snow for thousands of years.So everyone came to work early today, hoping that they could get first-hand gossip information when the heroine showed up.

Looking at the excited faces of her colleagues and blood, Wenmo could guess with her toes what they were gossiping about, and she was grinding her back molars fiercely. She made up her mind that when Cui Zhijia came, she would teach her a lesson. Teach him a lesson, who told him to talk nonsense in the unit, and now everyone thinks they are a couple, damn it!

So the innocent Cui Zhijia sneezed repeatedly on the way to work, and when he arrived at the work unit, he delivered the love breakfast he bought to Wenmo's office with ease, but what greeted him was the fire-breathing gaze of the goddess in his heart.what happened?He was fine yesterday, and he didn't do anything bad all afternoon and night. He just sent her a text message before going to bed, saying that it was normal to go to bed early, good night and other normal things.

Cui Zhijia was confused, but his bewildered look pleased Wen Mo very well. It seems that Cui Zhijia didn't talk nonsense, it was just made up by the idle and boring people in the work unit.So Wen Mo withdrew her murderous gaze, and as before, regarded Cui Zhijia as air, and went off to attend to her own business.Poor Cui Zhijia didn't figure out anything at all, so he was ignored again.

In the morning, Wen Mo handed over the records of the case that he participated in the investigation last time to Director Li, and the matter at hand came to an end.

When there is no case to deal with, sitting in an office is actually very boring, and Wen Mo is an out-and-out activist. Let her watch the sky with a cup of tea and a newspaper, or sit with a cup of coffee and a computer all morning. Or writing reports and compiling experiences, it would be better to kill her.So after staying in the unit for a long time, she still misses the feeling of being on the scene.If it weren't for being able to fly to various places from time to time to investigate different cases, mushrooms would probably grow on Wen Mo's head.

Therefore, Wen Mo felt that a month of calm was like several decades. She pestered Li Xiangyue for a case more than once, but there was no case, what could Li Xiangyue do?In a hurry, Director Li didn't care that Wen Mo was the most effective under his command, so he should still scold him, quoting his original words: "No, no, no, you can't let me kill a few people to solve the case for you, right? Well, there is a serial murder case, how many innocent people will die, you are really afraid that the world will not be chaotic. No one was killed, what a peaceful era, you are a girl who screams and kills every day, you really can’t get married .”

Wen Moxian was extremely bored, so he began to think of various ideas, what to do?Toss people chant.It is better to have fun alone than to have fun together. It would be great to mobilize colleagues to learn and consolidate together.Wen Mo is considered the second-in-command of the unit anyway, so today's professional knowledge assessment, tomorrow's psychological analysis lecture, and the day after tomorrow's real case analysis, there are no repeat samples for more than 20 days, and none of the more than 30 people in the unit, not even Li Xiangyue. can escape.After a long time, colleagues saw Wen Mo like a mouse seeing a cat, and even Cui Zhijia, who was always by her side, ran away. One can imagine how troublesome Wen Mo can be.Li Xiangyue had figured it out, and if Wen Mo wasn't taken away, their entire unit would be in trouble.

But there is really no case, what's the use of worrying?Li Xiangyue's hair was greying, and finally he came up with a good idea.Grassroots exercise!Why didn't he expect that every unit usually has a quota, but this year's quota research room has not been used yet.Although it is a bit overkill for Wen Mo to go to the grassroots level, but for the sake of his old bones not being tossed, let's use it for a small job.

So Wen Mo was dispatched by his immediate boss, not far away, to the police station where Quan Zezheng was located. On the day he left, all the people in the unit waved small handkerchiefs to see him off, hoping that Wen Mo would come back later.

Quan Zezheng, who had heard the news a long time ago, greeted Wang Haiyang, the director of the police station, excitedly, and drove the only Santana police car in his unit to pick up Wenmo.

The Criminal Psychology Research Office and the Haiping District Police Station are located on a diagonal line, almost across the entire city B. Fortunately, the police station is also very busy recently, catching small pickpockets and solving trivial matters of the parents. Quan Zezheng is not in a hurry, and the two Just chatting in the car.

"I didn't expect to go around, we still have colleagues, haha, you have to stay in our police station for a while, you don't need to do other work, our director Wang has already said hello, give us classes, training How can you spot the bad guy from the crowd at a glance?"

Wen Mo rolled her eyes in a disfigured way: "You think I'm a magic stick? And you can recognize the bad guys from the crowd? I don't know how to scan X-rays, so I can't see who's gone to the bone."

"Oh, you will bully me for being stupid, saying that you talented women who have been drinking ink for many years, I don't mean that, that is, the training is simple to inform people that the subtle facial expressions can reflect the inner activities. You are a professional, Don't I need to explain to you?"

"Well, I understand what you said. It's similar to what I do in the laboratory. This job is no problem. I'm definitely competent. I'm afraid that you won't be able to learn it. Don't blame me for not being sympathetic."

However, the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. Wen Mo didn't expect that after staying in the research room for several months without a case, he just arrived at the police station just in time for a murder case.

Halfway through the journey, Quan Zezheng received a notice that a homicide occurred in the area under his jurisdiction, and he was told to go directly to the scene without going back to his work unit, and hung up the phone after reporting his address on the other end of the phone.

Quan Zezheng felt that this address was familiar, and he didn't remember it until he arrived at the scene.The scene of the crime was Huang Qiucheng's home!
Because of the traffic jam on the road, when Quan Zezheng and Wen Mo arrived, the on-site investigation had basically been completed.Wearing gloves, Wang Haiyang simply nodded to Wenmo to welcome her, and then introduced the general situation of the scene: "The deceased Huang Qiucheng, male, aged 51, opened a car park not far from his home. A small restaurant. This morning the deceased was pushing his son Huang Dong to the restaurant to prepare breakfast. After the two of them were busy for breakfast, the deceased returned home and never went back. When Huang Dong who came to look for him found him, he had stopped breathing .”

"Judging from the situation at the scene, the doors and windows inside the house are intact, and there are no traces of fighting in the whole scene. The deceased was lying flat on the bed, and the cause of death was poisoning. The forensic doctor deduced that the drug that killed the deceased should be the common rat poison in the community. Is it human-made poisoning, accidental poisoning?" It is not yet possible to draw a conclusion whether to take poisoning or commit suicide.”

"Huang Dong, who was the first to discover the deceased, we also recorded a statement. He left the restaurant at about 8:9 and came back to find the deceased and asked him to buy the vegetables he needed at noon today. We received a call to the police at 27:[-]. Given that the reporter It is normal for him to spend an hour on the way back and forth because he has limited mobility, and his suspicion can basically be ruled out."

How did the deceased get poisoned?The police collected tap water, mineral water residues, food residues, and even toothbrushes at the scene of the crime. As long as they were likely to be accidentally put into the mouth of the deceased, all samples were taken and sent to the branch for inspection.However, all samples collected were negative for toxicological reactions.

If the source of the poison cannot be found, it is impossible to determine whether the deceased died of homicide or suicide.

But would a person like Huang Qiucheng commit suicide?Wen Mo expressed doubts.He is bullying, cold-blooded and selfish, and does not love anyone except himself, but the more such a person is, the more he will spare his life, and he will commit suicide unless the sun comes out in the west.

Standing in the slightly messy scene, Wen Mo looked around, his eyes gliding over each item to see if there was anything out of the ordinary.Placed on the dining table were the dishes that were used last night before they had time to clean them up, the piles of clothes in the dirty laundry basket by the sofa, the empty medicine box on the coffee table, the newspaper that fell by the dead man’s hand, did you drink any alcohol next to the TV cabinet? A few sips of mineral water.
Wait, newspaper?Wen Moyong put on his gloves and picked up a dozen newspapers on the ground. Looking at the date, it was newly delivered today. The newspapers had obviously been turned over a few pages, and there were still traces of flipping the pages with fingers dipped in saliva in the lower right corner. .Think about seeing that there is no newspaper delivery box near the door before entering the house, and the newspapers on the opposite door that have not had time to pick up are thrown on the ground.Moreover, the community where the deceased lived was relatively long, and everything was not very clean, and rat poison could be seen everywhere.Wen Mo thought of a possibility, and quickly asked the forensic doctor to take some samples from the deceased's right hand and send them to the branch laboratory along with the newspaper.

Sure enough, the police who sent it back soon reported that the two samples sent for inspection were all positive, and the newspaper was stained with a powerful rat poison called tetramine.

It seemed that Huang Qiucheng's death was a terrible accident. Wang Haiyang comforted Huang Dong and told him to leave with the body.

Quan Zezheng had contact with Huang Dong before, knew that he was a good guy, felt sorry for his inconvenient legs, and took the initiative to stay and help him with the aftermath.Wen Mo also stayed behind.

Huang Dong's eye circles were a little red, but not too sad.In fact, Wen Mo understands him quite well. When meeting such an inhuman father, acting too much always makes people feel fake. Now this is just right, a little sad, but just right.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Huang Dong silently tidied up the things in the house, throwing away little by little the things within his reach, and putting them back in order.While helping to clean up the garbage, Quan Zezheng asked, "Little Huang, you will be left alone in the future. You have to take care of yourself. If there is anything you can't do, remember to call Brother Quan. You know the number. Look, What should you do about your father's funeral? Do you want to call your relatives and friends and let them know?"

Raising his head that had been lowered all the time, Huang Dong smiled helplessly: "A person like my father doesn't have any relatives or friends. When I get his body back, I'll just send it to be cremated."

(End of this chapter)