Criminal Investigation Notes

On that afternoon eleven years ago, outside the school bathroom, Ji Meiyun looked at the two bars on the test paper, shaking all over, her heart was pounding, trying to do something.

"Sister, elder sister... don't go..." Ji Meiyu, who was only thirteen years old, firmly took Ji Meiyun's hand, her face was full of tears, and there was fear in her eyes. She was really afraid that Ji Meiyun would make something Impulsive things come.

"I'm not going, do you expect your parents to give you a chance? You were bullied so vainly? That's it?" Ji Meiyun was anxious and threw away her sister's hand.

Compared to her younger sister, she is a little taller and has a more violent temper, like a firecracker that hits just one click.

Sometimes, Ji Meiyun really wondered if this sister was born with her parents.

She is fierce, cunning, and from both sides, whether in class, school, or home, she is like a thorny rose. Everyone loves her but is afraid of her.

Even if they are performing together on stage, with similar faces, Ji Meiyun is the louder and more eye-catching one.

But her younger sister, like a delicate pear blossom, spoke a lot less in her voice, always showing a timid expression, afraid of saying something wrong and afraid of doing something wrong.

My sister loves to cry more than laughs, it really seems to be made of a ball of water.If it weren't for Ji Meiyun's sister, she couldn't be alone.Even, she seems to be weak and bullying, and many boys who dare not pursue Ji Meiyun will harass her.

When she learned about it that day, Ji Meiyun was trembling with anger. She met Wang Haobin who had stolen the door, and her first reaction was to give him a heavy kick. The murderer didn't dare to say a word and ran away.

But no matter how hard the kick was, it couldn't compare to her sister's injury, especially after she knew her sister was pregnant.

"Why Zhang Dongmei didn't dare to find Wang Haobin and came here to cry? Don't you understand? Whether Zhang Dongmei, Wang Haobin, or those other boys are good. The stronger you are, the weaker they are," Ji Meiyun and Ji Meiyu Theoretically, there is no shortage of bad people in this world, but those bad people are bullying and fearing hard work.

"Sister...Don't go..." Ji Meiyu cried, repeating these words, watching her pear blossoms with rain, Ji Meiyun's heart softened again, her younger sister looked too much like her, she looked like It is to see another self in the world.

The younger sister was worried about her, for fear of affecting her, Ji Meiyun calmed down. She took out a tissue and wiped her tears away. Now that something like this happened, the younger sister should be the most hurt and painful.

She comforted her and said: "I will not go alone, I will find boys who play well with me, and find them together, at least let these two people pay a price..."

Ji Meiyu cried and shook her head: "I don't want to let many people know about this...this thing is already like this, let it go, I think...I want to solve it, then end it, forget It." She spoke and hugged Ji Meiyun.

The younger sister’s hands wrapped around Ji Meiyun’s waist, and the girl’s arms were filled with warmth. They could hear each other’s heartbeats: "Sister, I know, you are for my good, you don’t want to go, I will get up, I I will be strong, and I will be happy..."

At that time, Ji Meiyu might not know that such an experience would change her life.

Eleven years later, Ji Meiyun was in a daze in the temporary interrogation room of the Mingyue Tower in Lianhua, Nancheng.This time, no sister held her, because her sister was dead.

Song Wen looked at Ji Meiyun in front of him, her expression had already told them that Lu Siyu's previous reasoning was correct.

By now, the key physical evidence is already in the hands of the police, and it is useless for Ji Meiyun to deny it...

The video tonight and the witnesses present can all prove that this silk scarf was once wrapped around her neck and it was stained with Zhang Dongmei's blood.

Song Wen looked at the suspect in front of him and asked the crucial question again: "What happened to your sister?"

Ji Meiyun seemed to wake up now. She stretched out her hand and stroked her hair, then lowered her head and smiled bitterly: "My sister, she committed suicide by taking the medicine three days ago. Why did she die of illness? It's just that her mother-in-law's house went to the hospital , Changed the cause of death, just for the sake of listening..."

Song Wendao: "Is your sister's death related to Zhang Dongmei's blackmail?"

Ji Meiyun sighed. She lowered her head, her whole figure resembling a dying rose: "Just a few days ago, my sister took medicine and committed suicide. At that time, I knew that she had been suffering from depression for a long time. I had been working in a field before and hurried back home and read my sister's suicide note."

"And the cause of my sister's death was mentioned in the suicide note. She plucked up the courage to confess her past experience to his fiancé. She didn't want those things to be a grudge between them, but the man was furious. , I want to cancel the wedding that has been prepared. The reason for my sister’s collapse is because she suddenly discovered that the man really doesn’t love her. He just treated her as a beautiful and face-saving vase. Now he finds this There may be a crack on the bottom of the vase, and he can't wait to hide her far..."

Regarding the result of her younger sister, Ji Meiyun had already expected it. She once thought that this marriage would not last long, and that her weak personality was not suitable for living in that circle.

Since the time of the wedding was set, other brides-to-be are happy, but the younger sister is getting thinner.

Even if they didn't break out because of this incident, there were other hidden dangers. Ji Meiyun had once advised her sister, but her sister was a bit paranoid.

Ji Meiyun now thinks about it, maybe my sister's reaction at that time has some depression...

She didn't know, if the things of the year did not happen, if the lie continued, would her younger sister reap her happiness...

at this point.

Ji Meiyun’s voice became a little dry: "I once asked my sister why she wanted to marry that person. She said she really loves him. My sister is a silly girl. She actually... doesn't want to marry a rich family. She was just...just confused by the man’s rhetoric. If an ordinary girl like us married, she would need a prenuptial agreement and a proof of property. It would not be like what others said, thought, could What's the advantage? At that time, she was really fainted by love."

When the glass castle was broken, Ji Meiyu finally discovered that she was not Cinderella wearing glass shoes. When she woke up from the dream, she gave up on herself and chose to commit suicide to end her life.

In the funeral home, when facing her sister's body, Ji Meiyun sat beside her quietly, and finally scolded her: "Silly girl!"

She couldn't figure it out, her sister is so weak, why is she so reluctant this time?Suddenly telling her fiance about the incident, suddenly depression worsened, and decided to commit suicide, all of which was a bit too sudden.

She vaguely felt that if something had happened before, those were things her sister hadn't said, and she didn't know.

"I know my sister's usual password. All the chat records on her mobile phone were emptied before she died." Ji Meiyun said this and smiled bitterly, "Maybe, she doesn't want anyone to see those things, hope She passed away quietly, maybe she didn't want me to do something for her... But I was too angry at that time, I wanted to find out what my sister had experienced during this time and didn't want her to die unclearly. "

"I can only see her last correspondent, including Zhang Dongmei. Then I checked my sister’s remittance records and found that she had made two remittances to Zhang Dongmei. At this time, I received an invitation from Tan Shan, They were added to the group, and they discussed how to deal with Zhang Dongmei in the group."

She pursed her red lips: "At that time, I probably guessed what happened. My sister was also blackmailed by the woman. She didn't want to be blackmailed anymore, so I found her husband and wanted Frankly everything, this is the fuse of the tragedy. But I am not sure yet. I want to take advantage of the opportunity of the gathering to ask Zhang Dongmei in person."

"At that time I decided to come here and figure out all this. During dinner, I asked about Zhang Dongmei's extortion. She cried and confessed her fault and cried and apologized."

"Originally tonight, during the video, I have been reflecting on why I should appear here... I was wondering whether the punishment for Zhang Dongmei was enough. After all, although my sister died because of her, I can’t get rid of her, but there are other reasons. I don’t think my sister would hope that her own sister would become a murderer in order to avenge her..."

When Ji Meiyun said this, she raised her head, and finally a tear fell from her eyes: "But at night I came back to pick up things and when I was about to leave, I heard...Zhang Dongmei cursed her students loudly on the rooftop... She said that her students were all bastards, ungrateful white-eyed wolves... She said the world was sorry for her... I realized at that time that no matter how we treated her before, she didn't feel a trace of guilt in her heart for what she did. , Her apology was all false, she did not realize how cruel consequences her actions had caused... Whether it was in the past or the present..."

She paused, "Then my dead sister, why did her life become like that?"

Having said this, Ji Meiyun’s eyes became hazy: "I wanted to go over and argue with her, and wanted to tell her the news of my sister’s death, but Zhang Dongmei started scratching my hair as soon as he saw me like crazy. It was because of her drunkenness that she pushed her downstairs. What happened later...probably you all know. I..." Her voice trembled, but her eyes became firm, "Admit my crime."

Ji Meiyun said these words, her eyes flashed, and more tears poured out, and now that she can finally cry happily.

"What about Zhao Yuliang? Did he help you kill Zhang Dongmei?" Song Wen asked again.

Ji Meiyun hesitated for a moment, crying and shook her head: "No, I did everything by myself. I didn't see him."

In that September thirteen years ago, Ji Meiyun took her sister's hand and walked into the lush junior high school campus.The younger sister wears double ponytails, and she looks curious wherever she looks.She quickly found her class and waved at her: "Sister, I'm going to pass. That woman is our head teacher, she seems to be very serious... But I will study hard..."

"Oh, if someone dares to bully you in school, you must tell me." Ji Meiyun, who had already reached the second grade of junior high school, felt that she was already an adult.

More than a decade later, things are different, and the song ends.

The Mingyue Tower on the banks of the Lunjiang River was already late at night, and the street lights were on to dispel the darkness.

Now after ten o'clock in the evening, the blockade of the street has been lifted.

That grand carnival has passed, hundreds of thousands of people surging and diverging, and those people returning to their homes with good memories.

Maybe a few years, even more than ten years later, they will still remember that they watched such a grand ceremony.

However, not many people may remember that this evening, a teacher was killed by her student's sister and fell to his death in Lianhua Mingyue.

Zhang Ziqi sent Ji Meiyun in handcuffs to the police car.

Ji Meiyun lowered her head, she was still wearing that red dress, under the light of the night, like a delicate rose.Just before entering the police car, she looked back and looked at the pool of blood at the entrance of Mingyue Tower. Then she pressed her red lips and entered the police car decisively.

The forensic doctor’s corpse truck also arrived and will send Zhang Dongmei’s body to the funeral home for a final autopsy review.

Song Wen stood on the steps at the door of Mingyue Tower and watched silently. For some reason, he did not have too much resentment towards the suspect, and he did not have too much sympathy for the deceased, some just sigh. Maybe it's because Zhang Dongmei has done too many wrong things.

At this time, the street was a bit bleak, with confetti and garbage scattered all over the ground, and sanitation workers were cleaning it silently.

Cheng Mo took the students out, not forgetting to exhort them: "Well, you will come back to the city bureau tomorrow, write a testimony, sign a letter, and then you will be fine."

He turned around and looked at Tan Shan: "Teacher Tan, don't take the previous thing too seriously, we are all to solve the case..."

Tan Shan didn't say anything, didn't argue for herself, and didn't say any words of gratitude. She tightened her neckline, looked lonely, turned and left, as if the person who fell downstairs was her, and she was dead. Once again, there was only one walking dead.

Cheng Mo watched her take a few steps, and then suddenly chased up: "Tan, I know, you are a good teacher... Well, I drove, so I stopped nearby. I'll take you back, alas, Let me explain to you, in the future..."

Zhao Yuliang's eyes kept looking at the police car carrying prisoners, watching Ji Meiyun get on and leave, and then walked in that direction.

Meng Tiantian pulled up her mask and called her agent: "Hey, I'm fine, um, it's already out...Where are you? What? Drink to celebrate? That needn't be... …I’m so tired now, I want to go home and sleep... There will be an announcement tomorrow morning."

Under the neon light, on the bustling street corner of Nancheng, several people came here from different directions, and at this time they walked in different directions.

I don’t know when the next class reunion will be. At this time, the shadow that has been hanging over them has disappeared.

Song Wen put his hands in his pockets and looked at Lu Siyu beside him. Following Lu Siyu's gaze, he saw Qianjiang standing a few steps away.

The young man was standing on the side of the road now, even more tall, with a cynical smile on his lips, as if the case tonight had nothing to do with him.

Song Wen asked curiously: "Why don't you leave?"

Qian Jiang said, "I'm waiting for a car to pick you up." Now that the road closure has passed, the car can drive over.

Song Wen asked again: "Although that matter may have nothing to do with the case, I am still curious. What was the matter of being blackmailed by Zhang Dongmei that you did not say before?"

Several other students all talked about the weakness of Zhang Dongmei, and what did he do before?

Qian Jiang touched his nose with some caution, his eyes flickered: "Now this...isn't it an interrogation?"

Song Wen speculated: "I collected some materials from your class and found that a student named Wang Haobin had his legs discounted by a few masked outsiders in the third year of the junior high school. The police did not find the murderer at the time. The case was not resolved. Later, your classmate was disabled for life and had to sit in a wheelchair, so he dropped out. But I also found out that at that time your family seemed to compensate Wang Haobin's family with some money."

Such behavior is tantamount to being private. Perhaps Wang Haobin has some evidence, and perhaps Zhang Dongmei knows something.

Qian Jiang hesitated for a moment, then looked at him and said, "At that time, I was underage..."

This sentence is tantamount to acquiescence.

"I just want to correct my reasoning, and I'm not going to turn the bill back." Song Wendao.

"At that time, I liked a classmate in my class who was bullied by him all the time, and the scumbag threatened people everywhere. He was very arrogant. If the year-old student sees more superheroes, he will hope Batman, there is Iron Man, who can come out to help us solve the problem..." Qian Jiang closed the corner of his mouth and looked at the dark city, "Later I found out that money is great, and money can do something. I don’t think the law should be trampled on, but I’ve heard a saying, “Animals should not be protected by human rights and laws.”

Song Wen looked at him, he was a little difficult to assess the young man in front of him. From a certain perspective, what he did was correct, but from a certain definition, it was wrong. The case of the year was not It belonged to him, even the clues were hard to find, and he didn't want to turn the past.

Qian Jiang sighed and said, "Really, when it comes to middle and high schools, adults seem to have an inherent impression that it should be a carefree student era, pure first love, and children are tirelessly in the playground every day. Running up and down. But I think of it now that I can never sleep enough, an abominable and helpless teacher, and endless exams like Shura. There are also the lingering campus discrimination, campus violence... I seem to like the adult society more than when I was young, although there are no winter and summer vacations...I don’t know if it’s just our middle and high schools, or all of them."

Song Wendao: "A few of them may be happy, but most of them should be the same."

People's memories will be beautified, and many adults may think that the school days are beautiful.

Of course, during that period of time, there were definitely some memorable moving points, good teachers, good classmates, the passion during the sports meeting, and the touch when leaving school.

But the main theme is still heavy schoolwork, the endless exams, layer upon layer of papers, are overwhelming.

If you meet one or two not-so-good teachers like Zhang Dongmei, or classmates like Wang Haobin, it will definitely not be a good memory.

Qian Jiang asked in a low voice again, "By the way, the one you just captured is not a classmate of our class? That...maybe the sister of our classmate?"

It turned out he could see it too.

Song Wen asked him: "Does Zhao Yuliang like Ji Meiyu or Ji Meiyun?"

Qian Jiang thought for a moment and said: "When playing Truth or Dare, he said to Ji Meiyun, I liked you when I was in junior high school. At that time, you often brought a red hairpin. I still thought about it at that time. Ji Meiyu didn't I brought a red hairpin. I wanted to understand this when I was locked up in the room. Although they are similar, the sisters still have some differences."

Song Wen hesitated for a while, and still told him: "Ji Meiyu has passed away. She committed suicide before her wedding..."

Qian Jiang was silent for a moment to digest the news. His eye circles turned red, and he said, "Ji Meiyun did such a thing tonight. In my heart she is a hero."

When Qian Jiang said this, he seemed to feel that it was not good to say this in front of the police, and then he explained: "No way, I am such a morally corrupt person without three views, look back and see if you can help her. Please get a good lawyer or something."

Song Wen didn't mind his words too much. He asked him: "Who was the person you liked back then?"

"You are the police, don't you all judge the crimes like gods? Guess what." Qian Jiang said, waving his hand, "My car is here, the police officer will see you later."

Song Wendao: "Your phone code can match one of the people's birthday tonight. I think it should be that person."

Qian Jiang waved his hand again, without looking back, his voice blew over with the night wind.

"it's already over."

The question in his mind was answered, Song Wen turned his head and said to Lu Siyu: "Let's go, let's go home."

Lu Siyu seemed to be a little sleepy and nodded slightly.

It is autumn now, and there are too many people to smell it at night, and then the air is full of the smell of fireworks. Now I can finally smell the osmanthus blossoms.

Two people walked silently on the street at night.

Every time in the process of exploring the case, looking for the truth bit by bit, it is like opening a box wrapped in layers. Before opening the box, people don’t know what’s inside. It may be love or hate. It may be vicious or regrettable.

Everyone used to be a pure and kind child, like a blank sheet of paper.I can't tell even myself, because that day, what happened, I got bigger and understood more, put away my innocence, and waved goodbye to my past self.

There are some people, we will firmly remember that it is the feeling of love, the movement of the heart.

There are still some people who will remember clearly. They should be hateful. Those people form the hurdles on the road to growth. When you turn over, you will grow a hard armor, but look back. Still feel very disgusted.

This world is so big, there is pain, disease, death, sorrow, and confusion. This is the reality of the world.

Fortunately, there will be as many sins as there are in this world, there will be as much warmth to counteract it.