Criminal Investigation Notes

At six o'clock in the morning, Song Wen escorted Lu Siyu to the hospital to redress the wound. He received a tetanus injection before returning home.

Afterwards, Fu Linjiang also sent a message. After the girl woke up, she told him something about last night. She rescued the patient yesterday. She got off work late, and met the murderer on the way back. Most of the next thing happened. , All agree with Lu Siyu.

The murderer wore the security clothes, first controlled her, and then knocked her out. She was awakened during the attack. She felt that the man was strangling her neck, unable to breathe, and passed out into a coma, etc. She opened her eyes again and saw Song Wen, and other police...

Zhuang Yi finally settled down, studying how to tell the media and the public to make the transition natural, let people ignore their previous reasoning mistakes, and maintain the image of an expert.

Today, the case has finally seen the dawn of detection.

It was another busy day at 7 o'clock in the morning, when other people went to work and they returned home, and they dried out for half the night. The clothes on their bodies were already dried by the heat of body temperature.

As soon as he entered the villa, Lu Siyu fell on the sofa without changing his clothes. The logical reasoning seemed to be just a matter of opening his mouth, but in fact, he felt a little collapsed, his mind stopped turning, and his stomach was empty. Yes, let him have no strength at all.

Song Wen really couldn't stand it anymore, he went over and pulled him up: "You go take a bath, be careful not to wet the wound, then change your clothes, eat something, and go to bed and sleep again."

Lu Siyu felt that he couldn't open his eyes, and waved his hand: "The clothes are already dry, you let me lie down for a while."

The morning light came in in the morning, and the room was so bright that there was no haze from last night.Those bad moods also lingered with the improvement of the case.But Song Wen knew that it was just a rest period, and soon a new round of game with the murderer would begin.

Song Wen looked at Lu Siyu's snow-white profile and closed his long eyelashes. He couldn't help him: "What about your cleanliness? What about obsessive-compulsive disorder? You can sleep even lying down like this?"

Lu Siyu didn't open his eyes, and said with anger, "The one near Zhu is red..."

Song Wen laughed angrily at him: "I am not like this either, go quickly, or I will help you."

Before Song Wen stretched out his hand, Lu Siyu, who was lying on the corpse, suddenly opened his eyes. He remembered that when Song Wen put medicine on his leg yesterday, he suddenly reddened from the tip of his ears to his cheeks and rushed to the bathroom. .

Song Wen was stunned looking at him, and whispered: "What are you...thinking..."

After half an hour, Lu Siyu took a shower and changed his clothes, and saw that there was already a hearty breakfast on the table.

Hot soy milk, well-fried eggs and bacon, plus a hot porridge made from yesterday’s leftover rice.Lu Siyu couldn't help but praised: "Team Song, you can't see that you have become virtuous."

Song Wen took a bath relatively quickly, waiting for him for a long time, and replied: "It's dark near Mo."

Although his cooking skills are not as exquisite as Lu Siyu, he is still above the level of eating for breakfast.

Lu Siyu gave a hmm, and when he sat on the chair, Song Wen stretched out his hand and touched his forehead. It was a bit unexpected. His temperature was very normal, but Song Wen's hand was warmer.

Lu Siyu blinked, raised a pair of nice eyes to look at Song Wen, and then grabbed his hand: "Don't be so nervous, I know it by myself."

Song Wen snorted: "The last time you caught a cold after being exposed to the rain, did you forget about stomach bleeding in the middle of the night?"

Lu Siyu drank a spoonful of porridge, his Adam's apple moved, and the red mole on his neck moved: "That was an accident..." After a busy night, his last meal was the milk that Song Wen bought him. He was already hungry. After drinking the hot porridge, I feel a lot more comfortable.

Then he picked up the soy milk. The temperature was neither cold nor hot. Lu Siyu took a sip and commented: "Well, not bad..."

Song Wendao: "I know, you like to add a spoon and a half of sugar."

More is too sweet, less is too light, only a spoon and a half of the ratio, can increase the sweetness, and will not cover up the mellow soy milk.

Lu Siyu didn't expect Song Wen to notice his little habit, and said, "Thank you."

Song Wen looked at him: "I don't only know these, I also know that you don't like coriander, celery, and bitter gourd. If it is meat, you will make fat, but you will pick it out. You like cooking. Put vinegar. If you put ginger, you must cut it into large pieces. When you cook scrambled eggs with tomatoes, put sugar. If it's a dish with green onions, you won't eat it if you heat it up."

Lu Siyu said: "The Song team really observes carefully, and will teach you to cook slowly in the future as a reward."

Song Wen was eating early and thinking in his heart, I also know that you like to drink boiled water, at least eight glasses a day. When you cut your nails, you are used to starting with your little fingers, because your thumbs are always bald by you. You often choose to change a piece of paper when you write a wrong word. When you are nervous, you will lick your lips. When you drink milk, you will be like a baby. When it rains, your hands will be cold. If you are too tired, you will have stomach problems. , You will call your dog's name...

Song Wen didn’t deliberately understand these things, but before he knew it, they were printed in his heart. When I thought about it, my heart was warm. Even Lu Siyu’s tiny expression, he would know it was. What do you mean.

Lu Siyu saw that he hadn't spoken for a while, and turned to look at him: "Team Song, what are you thinking about?"

Song Wen lowered his head: "Nothing."

After the two ate breakfast in a hurry, Song Wen simply tidied the table and kitchen, and filled the little wolf with dog food. He turned around and said to Lu Si: "You take a rest and go back to sleep. I will go to the market. Take a look."

Lu Siyu was a little surprised: "You didn't sleep all night last night."

"Don't worry, I'm in good spirits." Song Wen said and put on his coat. "Now the media is estimated to have received the news, and clues from the physical evidence forensic doctors will come out soon. From Gu Ju, Zhuang Yi, there are many I have to keep an eye on everything. Besides, Lao Tian and so on, I have to go there later, I can't sleep at home."

Lu Siyu gave a hum.He also knew in his heart that when the case came here, it was the most critical time.

If a new victim appears, or if something goes wrong, Gu Ju's black hat may not be guaranteed.

They must use the fastest speed to catch this beast.

Although he wanted to be by Song Wen's side, Lu Siyu was a little weak now. If he didn't take a break, his body might have problems.Thinking of this, he stirred up the porridge in front of him: "Then I will go to bed, and I will go and make peace with you."

Song Wen drove all the way to the city bureau. Just walking to the stairs, Zhu Xiao ran into him head-on from downstairs, and said hello to Song Wen, "Team Song...Ano, Captain Song Detachment, congratulations. "

Song Wen stroked the handrails of the stairs for a moment: "What do you mean?"

Zhu Xiao looked around at no one, and whispered: "I just went to help the bureau to install a software on the computer, and then saw the courier sent outside. After the bureau was opened, it was placed on the table. It was you. The approval process for the appointment. The provincial bureau has already approved it. It's probably a good day to announce it."

When Song Wen heard the news, he didn't feel too happy. On the contrary, he had a bad premonition in his heart. He continued to ask Zhu Xiao: "What about Lu Siyu's share, have you seen it?"

Zhu Xiao was taken aback: "Xiao Lu has only been here for half a year, do you want to transfer it?"

Song Wen waved his hand and did not say directly: "The internship period ended early, if not, then forget it."

Zhu Xiao said: "The express was taken out by Gu Ju. There was only one piece of paper in total."

Song Wen heard this and understood it, thanked Zhu Xiao, and continued to walk upstairs.

Zhu Xiao responded and watched Song Wen go upstairs. His reaction to Song Wen was a little strange. It stands to reason that anyone who has heard of a promotion and salary increase would be happy, but how did he feel that Song Wen was so worried? ?

Song Wen walked all the way to the temporary office of the task force upstairs. There was no one here for a while. Song Wen sat at the desk and took out his mobile phone, opened the address book, flicking his fingertips, and then stopped in Songcheng. After hesitating for a moment on his name, Song Wen still locked the phone screen.

He thought in his heart that in the current situation, asking Gu Bureau was not so good. Lu Siyu and his two appointments were submitted together. It should be approved together. Even if it is not passed, there will be a rejection letter. , Now there is only one copy, there is only one possibility, and that is the copy of Lu Siyu, which was detained by Song Cheng.

The trouble should end it.

Song Wen thought before and after that, as if there was no other way except to ask Song Cheng, he thought for a while, then unlocked the phone and pressed Song Cheng's name.

The phone rang twice, and the other party finally picked it up. Song Cheng's voice came over: "Hey, I'm Song Cheng, what's up with me." His voice was flat and calm, as if he had received a call from a subordinate.

Song Wen called out: "Dad..."

Song Cheng was silent for a moment and said, "I thought, your son didn't save my phone."

Song Wen also felt that in accordance with the normal father-son dialogue, it seemed that he should say a few words before thinking about it and asking: "Dad, are you okay?"

It seems that since high school, Song Wen has rarely communicated directly with Song Cheng. In his life, his father has always been missing. Except for the years of divorce, he is not busy even if he is still married. Being busy, Song Wen gradually became indifferent to him.

Li Luanfang is in charge of most of his life and study. He finds his mother if he is short of money, or finds his mother if there is something to do. After arriving at the police academy, it seems to be even more so. Even during the New Year's family gathering, Song Wen is sitting next to Songcheng. ,in silence.He is not used to how to communicate with Song Cheng.

Song Cheng was silent for a moment and returned to him: "Not bad."

Song Wen is unfamiliar with him, so is Song Cheng to this son...

He remembers when Song Wen elementary school, boldly pretending to be a parent, he was chased all over the street with a broomstick; he remembered that he told Song Wen that you can’t be a policeman, so it’s better to be a doctor. I don't think you are a son at the police school.

But when the eyes are dazzling, his son is older. Song Wen has no long-term deviation, and he has inherited his father's inheritance. Song Cheng is very happy about this, but the father and son are equally stubborn. He doesn't know how to pick this up. Father-son love.

There was another moment of silence at both ends of the phone, and neither father nor son seemed to know how to continue the call.

After a while, Song Cheng spoke first: "Your promotion report, now is the time to the Municipal Bureau?" After he thought about it, Song Wen should be looking for him because of this.

Song Wen followed the topic and said, "Dad, since you approved me, you should assign me an assistant to the detachment leader in accordance with the regulations. I want to ask, my colleague, where is it unqualified?"

Song Chengdao: "Although he is called an assistant, his rank and treatment are equivalent to the deputy squad. According to regulations, he usually chooses a veteran police officer for many years as an assistant to the detachment leader. His qualifications are obviously inconsistent with his position. "

Song Wendao: "But his work ability is outstanding, forensic medicine and criminal investigation are very researched, we cooperate with each other tacitly. I think he is completely qualified for this job except for his qualifications."

Song Cheng paused and asked Song Wen, "There is no need to talk about the scene. I want to know, why did you choose this person?"

Song Wen said frankly: "He is meticulous and meticulous, has strong copywriting skills, and has a wealth of forensic and criminal investigation knowledge. He can conduct criminal profiling and has a certain degree of research on criminal psychology. These are very important for the usual case detection. This is something that most old criminals cannot do."

"People who are familiar with criminals and those who can become criminals are sometimes only separated by a line." Song Cheng asked again, "Do you know him?"

He went to check Lu Siyu’s resume. The identity of the survivor of the 519 case undoubtedly made him hesitate. Although the police said that there is no victim of the case, the victim cannot be admitted to the police academy, and the police cannot make police regulations. How deep.

The relationship between Lu Siyu and Wu Qing and the involvement in the case still worries Song Cheng. His instinct told him that this person may be problematic and dangerous.

Song Wen was speechless for a while, and in terms of understanding, he felt that no one in this city bureau had gotten closer to Lu Siyu, and even said that with Lu Siyu's personality, few people could approach him...only He has been by his side all the time, he knows his many hobbies and habits, but until now, he has not found out what is the purpose of Lu Siyu coming to Nancheng, that person still has a mystery that he cannot solve, he There is always a faint worry in his heart...

Song Cheng on the other end of the phone is still waiting for his answer.

"I don't know how to describe him, what should have happened to him, maybe he has some behaviors different from ordinary people, but I know that in his bones, he is a good person with a sense of justice." Song Wen took a breath. , Plucked up the courage and said, "Anyway, I believe this person."

Song Cheng knew Song Wen. He grew up, and he had never heard Song Wen say such things, nor had he heard Song Wen begging him for anything. He did not expect that Song Wen would say this for that person.

"I chose him," Song Cheng asked in a deep voice, "you don't regret it?"

Song Wen unconsciously squeezed the phone, and resolutely said: "Never."

On the other end of the phone, Song Cheng sighed silently. He suddenly remembered the time when he was the detachment leader in Nancheng. At that time, Wu Qing was in the position of assistant police detective for the detachment leader. Wu Qing just laughed.

It turned out that all these years passed in a flash.

Song Cheng said, "Okay, I approved the copy today, and it will be delivered by express." He paused and remembered what Li Luanfang had said before, gritted his teeth and said, "If you really believe it, you will bring people with you during the Chinese New Year this year. Come back for a year."

These few words the old man spoke very fast, his tone was very strong, with an undeniable meaning, like a leader issuing an order.

Song Wen suddenly heard this, and after a while he realized what Song Cheng was talking about. He only felt that his mind exploded: "Ah, what?... Dad, no... listen to me, we are not yet ..."

The phone has hung up...

In the Ruyi Restaurant in Nancheng, near noon, the entire small restaurant began to become lively.Legal reports are still on TV, and small restaurants are filled with the charming fragrance of food.

The guests who came to dinner were all whispering, talking about the new news heard this morning, and there was another victim...

The city is becoming more and more shrouded in fear. Those people who originally thought it had nothing to do with them, in addition to the gossip after tea and dinner, finally got a little nervous.

"...In the police report this morning, we learned that this time the Nancheng serial murder case had a new victim. Fortunately, this victim survived and has been sent to the hospital for rescue. We once again remind the general public to pay attention to the safety of going out at night. Today, we still invite Professor Zhuang to give us a further analysis..."

In the small restaurant, the guest sitting at the second table faced a simple egg fried rice. He turned his back to the TV. Hearing this, he unconsciously squeezed the spoon in his hand.

The little couple came to eat again, and still sat at table 5. The girl ordered the meal, watched the TV for a while, and said, "This is already the fourth victim, right? This surnamed Zhuang dare Come out, last time I flicked for a long time, but I haven't caught anyone for so long."

The boy persuaded her: "Don't say that. It is not easy for the police. Recently, I have seen that there are a lot more patrol cars on the street. I guess they are all working overtime."

The girl snorted and picked up the chopsticks: "I work overtime and can't catch people. Isn't that inefficient? The safety of the citizens cannot be protected, and our taxes are in vain."

The boy shook his head and said, "This murderer dared to commit crimes against the wind. He must be very frantic. The police are also a high-risk profession. Besides, in such a big city, the murderer does not have the word murderer written on his face. It is not that way to find a pervert. Easy thing. Think about the Baiyin case and the Hwaseong case. How many years have been investigated."

The girl urged him: "The food is here, hurry up and eat, there is still business in the afternoon."

The TV program continues: "...According to the latest information, we have reached some new conclusions. I want to revise my previous statement. There may be only one murderer, and he has two personalities, which is what we often say Many people think that dual personality is far away from us, but it is actually a relatively common mental illness... Among the two personality types, Ye Xiao personality is violent personality, cruel and violent, and Ye butterfly personality is abnormal personality. ...In fact, Yedie is controlling and killing..."

"This morning the police released the wanted suspects based on the description of eyewitnesses. Here I will interpret the characteristics of the suspects given by the police: the perpetrator was between 25 and 30 years old, his blood type was 0, and his height was about 175. He is engaged in heavy physical labor at night and rarely does activities during the day, so his skin is fair, his figure is not burly, but he has great strength..."

"...In the witness's testimony, his voice was very hoarse, and he may have a throat disease, which caused heavy breathing..."

"The murderer we are looking for now is someone who looks quiet and honest. He doesn't talk a lot, is not sociable, likes to be alone, has few friends, and does not participate in various gatherings and activities. The murderer has a dual personality, probably Six to eight months ago, he started to become more moody, talking to himself and talking to himself..."

"... His range of activities is within the range shown in the figure... The usual means of transportation is the night bus, and his clothes are very ordinary. In the latest case, he bought a security uniform as a disguise. A week ago, he just He was bitten by a dog and has scars on his body. He may have been to a small clinic for bandaging..."

"...At present, the police have obtained his fingerprints, blood, and simulated a portrait. As long as he is caught, he can be brought to justice..."

"I hope the general public can provide us with clues..."

"We will definitely catch this murderer!"

This time, the police announced a large number of details about the case, and once again released a portrait of the murderer. This time, the portrait combined the opinions of the new victim and made some fine-tunings to be closer to the image of the murderer.

The boy looked at the portrait that appeared again on the TV news, put a chopsticks with shredded fish-flavored pork in his mouth, and said slurredly: "It's all specific to this one. If you can't catch it, it's a bit unjustified... "

The girl hummed: "I always think that this portrait looks a bit familiar..."

Suddenly, there was a bang. It was a guest at the second table next door who accidentally touched the chopstick holder on the ground, and the yellow chopsticks were scattered all over the floor. It was a young man with a hat.Everyone was listening attentively, but in an instant, everyone's eyes focused on him.

"Oh, it's okay, I'll pick it up... I'll take it back and wash it." The boss came to help with a smile. He picked up a few chopsticks and inadvertently raised his head, but suddenly his face became pale.

This guest is an old guest. He sits at the second table every time. He has been eating here for more than three years. He used to eat quietly and honestly alone in his seat, which is easy to be ignored. This is the first time the boss can see his face clearly at this close range...

Covered by the brim of the hat, the face was pale in complexion, with light eyebrows, high cheekbones, and small eyes. It was almost exactly the same as the portrait currently being played on the TV screen... He could even hear his heavy breathing when he got so close. sound.

"You..." The boss widened his eyes, subconsciously spit out a word, he suddenly withdrew, stepped back half a meter, and distanced himself from the guest, and the cold sweat on his forehead burst out instantly.

All of a sudden, other customers in the shop also noticed the abnormality in this place, and stood up one after another, casting their guarded eyes over.

"Found..."

"We were found..."

The guest hurriedly stood up, and knocked down the chair again with a bang.He no longer concealed his figure, got up and rushed out to the door of the store.

A net of heaven and earth has slowly unfolded over the city.

Where the sun shines, the darkness has nowhere to hide.

He panicked, like a wild beast that had been found, running toward the depths of various lanes, toward the depths of the city...