Criminal Investigation Notes

The typhoon finally passed. In the afternoon, the sky began to clear, and later, the sea transportation resumed.

After investigating the scene where Wu Hongyou committed suicide by hanging, Lu Siyu and Song Wen went to a nearby farmhouse to eat a meal, and then called Gu Bureau. Then they returned to the Happy Hostel and told Officer Du about the situation.

The bombing and Wu Hongyou's suicide will be investigated by Xinchuan City Bureau.

The notebook and the hair found on the scene will be used as important exhibits in the 519 case, and they will be brought back to Nancheng City Bureau for further investigation.

Lu Siyu and Song Wen had no intention of staying a long time ago. They bought the first ferry ticket in the afternoon, and then bought the bus ticket from Xinchuan to Nancheng from the Internet.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, at the port of Nansha Island, a medium-sized ferry slowly approached the shore.

This ship is not as big as the one they were on when they came, and the conditions are not as good.There was no navigation on the island for almost two days. Some islanders who were going to go out of the island to do business also boarded the ship with various luggage.

The ship docked at the pier for almost twenty minutes, and waited a while before it opened.At the time of departure, the people on the boat were about half full, obviously there were more people than when they arrived.

As soon as he sailed, Song Wen’s cell phone rang. He looked at it, and Qiu Lan made a tearful expression, “Brother Song, we went to the beach to investigate seabirds and we came back to know that you have checked out. Why are you doing this? Going soon?" The tone was obviously reluctant.

Song Wen thought about it for a while, and then replied, "I have left beforehand."

Qiu Lan replied to him after a while: "Okay... I know you are not as simple as a painter. Now there is no cake shop, we can only eat farmhouse, Mr. Su compresses our time in this industry, maybe we will also I went back soon. Also, Amy seems to have quarreled with Chen Zui recently, and bought a ticket to go back tomorrow. I hope she can quit those things when she goes back."

She seemed to have a hunch that she might not have any intersection with Song Wen in the future, and she was a little confused.I want to put an end to this acquaintance.

Song Wen answered her: "There will be a period later."

After a while, Qiu Lan replied: "There will be a period later. I wish you happiness in the future..."

Listening to his cell phone ringing, Lu Siyu turned his head and asked, "Why, is there something?"

Song Wen shook his head: "No, Qiu Lan is saying goodbye, didn't you send it to you?"

Sitting by the window, Lu Siyu looked sideways at the sea and whispered: "I changed the phone card back."

His face was somewhat indifferent, as if those others had nothing to do with him, he didn't need to communicate more with ordinary people, and only lived in his own world.

For him, this trip to South Shark Island is over. Those people are unknown in their lives, and they should never see each other again in this life.

Song Wen put the phone back in his pocket and looked at Lu Siyu. The people in front of him were clean and alienated. More importantly, he belonged to him.

Suddenly, there was a noise on the boat. The people on the boat looked towards the window. Lu Siyu and Song Wen also turned their heads and followed.

The sun did not know when to cut through the clouds on the horizon, and wisps of sunlight were shot from it. A large group of seabirds flew out of Nansha Island not far away.

If it hadn't been seen at this time, it would be unimaginable that there had been so many birds on such a small island.

Large flocks of seabirds spread their wings from the island under the sun, and made a clear call. There may be thousands of those birds. After the typhoon, they flew to the sky and are about to start their new journey. The team began to fly south.

The flapping wings of the seabirds seemed to be inlaid with a layer of golden feathers under the shining of the sun. The scene was spectacular and beautiful, like a nice oil painting.

And that Nansha Island, as their transit point, became their shelter when the typhoon arrived.

Seeing such a scene, Lu Siyu couldn't help but leaned sideways on the glass, looking up at the seabirds.

The golden sunlight plated his side face with a gold thread, and his eyebrows were reflected on the glass. Song Wen watched his heart move, put his arm on Lu Siyu’s shoulder, and leaned over, looking out the window. .

This cruise ship carried them away from the small island far from the world, the prosperous city of Nancheng, waiting for their return.

In the afternoon, in Nancheng City Bureau.

Nancheng was also affected by some typhoons this time. It rained for several hours in the morning last night, and finally cleared in the afternoon. Typhoon Gar did not break through Nancheng’s barrier this time, and made another circle nearby. Went to Lingcheng.

As soon as the wind and rain stopped, Song Cheng went to a nearby hotel to pick up Wu Qing.

It is still during the October 1st holiday, but the Nancheng City Bureau is an intense work scene.

All the computers and personal belongings in the office were tagged and moved out one by one.

These items range from desktops, notebooks, to storage boxes, printing paper, and pens. A team of technical investigators from the provincial bureau are checking all office hardware and software.

From these kinds of measures and details, it is not difficult to see the determination of the leaders to check the city bureau by digging three feet.

Song Cheng pushed Wu Qing's wheelchair, accompanied by Gu Ju, through the corridors of the Nancheng Municipal Bureau.

Several officers of the technical investigation saw several leaders coming and came out and said hello: "Good afternoon Song Bureau."

Song Cheng asked the first one among the few: "Ye Zheng, is the current inspection going well?"

That person was a technical investigator brought by Songcheng from the provincial bureau, called Ye Zheng.This man is not tall, a little thin, with a baby face and slightly curled hair. He looks like a college student, or if he is wearing a school uniform with his schoolbag on his back, some people believe that he is a high schooler.

But this person is actually the deputy technical investigation captain of Quanjiang Provincial Bureau. He is 27 years old this year.

The so-called technical reconnaissance is technical reconnaissance, that is, the use of scientific and technological means to collect and preserve evidence.

Ye Zheng graduated from university and entered the provincial bureau. He is a veteran in this industry.

At this time, he turned the electronic pen transfer report in his hand: "All the computer scans for the internal police personnel can be completed in about two hours. In addition, all communication equipment, call records, account information, and assets under his name are also being verified. In."

Song Cheng hummed and reminded him: "Don't forget the relevant information of your family."

Ye Zheng replied: "The information of the spouse is also being inquired."

Wu Qing waved his hand and said slowly: "This case is different from ordinary cases, but as ordinary people can think of, it leaves too much trace. Please pay attention to search, related retired personnel, underage children’s information, especially Some horns cannot be let go."

He was afraid that the children might not realize that they were facing a very cunning fox.

Ye Zheng smiled and said, "Teacher Wu, don’t worry, I know that the people inside the police station are to be investigated. As a betrayer, I am naturally familiar with the general detection methods. It is not easy to catch them. However, as long as we give us some time, there will always be clues."

Song Cheng said: "Don't worry, check it slowly, don't rush for a while." Then he solemnly said, "I will give you two more days."

When Gu Ju heard Song Cheng's first sentence.I thought I could give a few days of grace, but I didn't expect the result will be the day after tomorrow, so I became nervous.

Ye Zheng has long been accustomed to this kind of work rhythm, and nodded: "Okay!"

Ever since Song Cheng dealt with Xu Changying's funeral and brought Wu Qing to Nancheng, he proposed to eliminate the Nancheng Bureau and find the source of the news and news.

This cleansing focused on the entire city bureau, with the Criminal Investigation Section as the focus. All relevant police officers will be investigated for all kinds of information after entering the post.

For the sake of rigor, since they were stationed in the city bureau, all personnel not related to the city bureau's recent work are not allowed to enter the city bureau building.

The technical investigation team started working all night long.

Gu Ju listened to Song Cheng and Wu Qing's arrangement of work, and thought that the provincial bureau was really efficient. If they were to conduct self-examination, it would only take a month.

It happens that there are no cases in the past few days. It seems that after the October holiday, this investigation can be over.

As the direct leader of the city bureau, he has always been very worried about whether anyone in the Nancheng city bureau will betray the news, and if so, who will it be...

Song Cheng asked again: "By the way, Gu Ju, did Song Wen return your call?"

Gu Ju hurriedly replied: "Yes, I got in touch at noon today, and Song Wen said that he was with Lu Siyu and could return to Nancheng later."

Song Cheng's tense expression finally relaxed, but his tone was still serious: "When I come back, I will personally listen to your explanation by the leader of the detachment!"

Hearing that Song Cheng's ending sounded a little harder, Gu Juhan came down: "Well, I will call him again and let him get out of the car and come to the Municipal Bureau immediately."

He strongly recommended Song Wen to get on the horse. Such a big thing happened when he took office, and Song Wen turned around and chased after Lu Siyu.Gu Ju was helpless, so he could only deal with it all by himself. Fortunately, the provincial bureau chief did not punish the matter too much. He just asked Song Wen's whereabouts several times.

Waiting for Gu Ju to call, Wu Qing pondered for a moment, then raised her head to Song Cheng and said, "The communication on the island was interrupted, and it has only recovered until now. This is a bit strange..."

After Song Cheng heard this, his brows that had just been loosened frowned again: "You mean man-made destruction?"

Wu Qing thought for a while and said: "It is too simple to destroy the communication on the island. Find the base station and destroy the power supply. On this small island with a small population, it is enough to cause a communication interruption... if This is not an accident. It seems that some people don't want them to contact the outside." At this point, Wu Qing has a faint sense of anxiety.

In any case, Song Wen and Lu Siyu sounded safe to leave the island, and Wu Qing hoped that his feeling was wrong.

At 4:30 in the afternoon, on the car from Xinchuan to Nancheng, Song Wen closed the sketchbook and rubbed his eyebrows. He drew another half of the picture just now. The car was shaking, and he, who was not motion sickness, felt a little dizzy.

Song Wen carefully put the book in his hand bag, his wrist still inevitably touched the zipper of the school bag, Song Wen frowned slightly, the injury on his left wrist was not healed, and the movement would cause a burning pain.

Then Song Wen turned his head to look at Lu Siyu who was asleep on his right shoulder. From this angle, Lu Siyu's skin was white and his eyelashes were long, moving gently with his light breathing.

The car has already got off the highway and is about to reach Nancheng. Although it has only been a few days, it seems like a long time has passed. Although Song Wen could not bear to disturb his dreams, he still poked at Lu Siyu and called him Woke up: "Hey, I'm about to stand, wake up, sweat, and don't catch cold later."

Lu Siyu gave a hum, leaned for a while, and rubbed Song Wen's shoulder like a small animal.

They took the boat for nearly three hours, and then took another hour by car, and finally returned to Nancheng before night.

Whether it is by boat or car, it is swaying and noisy.As soon as he got into the car, he curled up and leaned on Song Wen's shoulder, and finally fell asleep for a while.

When the car entered the underground parking lot, Lu Siyu was reluctant to open his eyes. Last night it was a typhoon and an explosion. He went to survey the scene early in the morning and he did not sleep well at all.

Song Wen helped him straighten his messy hair, "When you turn around, go home at night and go to sleep."

Lu Siyu asked: "Where are we going now? Is the city bureau?"

He was confused before, as if listening to Song Wen answering a call from Gu Juju.

Song Wen nodded, stood up and took the backpack from the luggage rack with one hand: "Gu Ju has specifically called, and we will take a taxi directly to the Municipal Bureau."

Then he took off Lu Siyu's bag and handed it to him: "My dad and Uncle Wu are here."

When Lu Siyu heard the words Uncle Wu, he knew that it was Wu Qing. It seems that this time, whether the provincial bureau or the municipal bureau, are all preparing for this matter.Before he came, he only told Teacher Wu of his whereabouts. He had also heard about the gap between Wu Qing and Song Cheng before. He didn't know how Song Cheng invited Wu Qing back.

Song Wen put the hand bag with the sketchbook into his backpack. Lu Siyu looked at it and thought of the two exhibits now placed on the side of Song Wen's backpack. This was the biggest gain from their trip, the diary. They have taken a photo with a camera and prepared the file, and that hair needs to be sent to the material inspection department for testing.

In addition to explaining this, Lu Siyu was also a little nervous about seeing Song Cheng.

In Song Wen’s description, he had already had some impressions of this Yan father. In any case, he was also Song Wen’s father and the direct leader of the Provincial Bureau. He was nervous about such a meeting...

The car came to a complete stop, and Lu Siyu and Song Wen walked out of the car’s underground parking lot following the flow of people.

They usually take the high-speed rail more often, this time because the port of Xinchuan is closest to the bus station, and only cars can go with them, so they chose this mode of transportation.They came to this station for the first time, and now both of them can't find North.

Nancheng North Bus Station is located in the center of the city. Not far from the exit, it is the most prosperous streets in Nancheng.

At this time, there were a lot of drivers around the passenger exit, watching them go out with their bags, they enthusiastically surrounded them and asked: "Where to go? Where to go? Can Xiang An go? Can Xiang An go?"

"The price is negotiable, there are still two missing, Huaixi District."

Others came to pick up their luggage directly and enthusiastically, if they didn't know each other, they thought they were here.

Song Wen kept avoiding those people, walked to the door, and asked with a good face: "Will Nancheng City Bureau go?"

The driver did not hear clearly, perhaps because he could not believe it. He frowned and asked, "What city bureau?"

Song Wen touched his nose and repeated: "The Municipal Public Security Bureau..."

The driver understood this time, and his face turned pale: "You can ask someone else, I won't go..." Without finishing a sentence, he turned and ran.

Song Wen wanted to ask others. When he turned his head, the drivers of the black car crashed and flew like birds, scattered around, and the exits were quickly cleared.

"We are really not fishing law enforcement, the police also need to take a taxi..." Song Wen sighed.

Lu Siyu said: "Let's take a regular taxi."

The two walked all the way out of the station and went to the bus stop across the road. Lu Siyu took out his cell phone and used taxi software unskillfully, while Song Wen waved there, trying to stop a taxi.

It is past five o'clock in the evening, and it's getting dark lately, and the sky will be dark.

The city was like a busy road before they set off.At this point in time, everyone is in a hurry, taxis are rushing to work, and private cars are afraid of traffic jams during peak periods.

Two minutes later, a taxi stopped beside them, and the driver rolled down the window: "Where are you going?"

Song Wen hurriedly said, "Go to Xicai Street."

It was estimated that it was on the way. The driver waved his hand and said, "Come up quickly, I'm rushing to hand in shifts."

Song Wen let go and said, "Master, please open the trunk."

Lu Siyu took over Song Wen's bag: "I'm going to put the luggage, your injury is not healed, don't toss."

It was the first time that Song Wen watched him take such initiative. After listening to Lu Siyu's words, his heart was warm. He was not stubborn. He handed the bag to Lu Siyu, leaned against the car and looked at him, waiting for him to return.

Lu Siyu took the bag. When he watched Song Wen carrying it before, he looked very relaxed. Now he is carrying it. The two bags are quite heavy.

The trunk bounced softly. Lu Siyu had just placed one bag and bowed his head to put another. When he looked up, he saw a man standing on the side of the road not far away.

It was a man in his thirties, with messy hair and thin body. He buckled his waist and his eyes were blood red. He stared in their direction, panting quickly, looked in his direction, and then again. Look at Song Wen.

Lu Siyu didn't know who this person was and had no impression in his mind, but he intuitively felt that the man was looking at them.

Then the man rushed over quickly.

"Song Wen!" Lu Siyu called Song Wen almost subconsciously.Before he removed his hand from the bag, he was hit by the man, and the bag in his hand fell to the ground.

All this happened so quickly that Lu Siyu did not react at all.

A very soft sound pierced through the air, and then he felt a pain in his abdomen, something sharp pierced his clothes, cut flesh and blood, and plunged into his body.

It was a fruit knife, and Lu Siyu's body slumped down, half leaning against the car.He covered the wound with one hand, and the other held the man's knife hand, holding him tightly.

The man wanted to take the knife back and wringed it desperately. Lu Siyu held him tightly with his hands. The hard knife was stuck in his body. He could even feel the tip of the knife. It was cold, as if it had frozen the internal organs and flesh and blood.He felt that he had always been good at enduring pain. At this time, he couldn't help but uttered a low "Uh", resisting the severe pain before letting go.

The man didn't grab the knife, so he gave up the weapon and turned and ran.

At this time, Song Wen rushed over, raised his leg and hit the opponent's abdomen with one knee, and then hit the opponent's ear with his elbow.The man was in pain and reached out and grabbed Song Wen's left wrist. Song Wen's injury was taken to him, but he did not hold him for a while.Then the man seemed mad, broke free of Song Wen, turned over the green belt on the side of the road, and ran toward the middle of the road.

The man ran very fast, as if he had planned the escape route a long time ago. Song Wen didn't care about the wrist injury and chased him a few steps forward.

What the man did was undoubtedly a suicidal move. This is the downtown area near Nancheng Bus Station. When he rushed to the middle of the road, a car that wanted to catch a red light had no time to brake and banged against him. The man was knocked out more than three meters away and fell into a pool of blood.

Such a change occurred almost in a flash, and the entire intersection was in an uproar, and vehicles stopped one after another.

People can hardly imagine that such a scene happened in the most prosperous downtown area in Nancheng.

Song Wen turned around to look at the situation of Lu Siyu. Lu Siyu could not hold on anymore, his eyes turned black, his body fell forward, and he was held by Song Wen who had rushed over.

There was intense pain from the wound, Lu Siyu's hand pressed firmly against the wound, panting quickly, his eyelashes blinked, and he wanted to say something, but he felt the blood surge upwards, and his body trembled with pain. Can't tell.Song Wen took him in his arms, only feeling that his heart was about to break.He dared not pull the knife. Seeing that Lu Siyu’s lips turned pale and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he used his left hand to call the emergency call, and his right hand was folded on Lu Siyu’s hand to help him cover the wound on his abdomen. , The warm blood leaked from the fingers...