Criminal Investigation Notes

It was noon at this time. When it was time for dinner, KFC people came and went, and a few children ran around. All the staff were so busy that it was not easy to occupy the space.

Sunlight projected in from the glass curtain wall. Lu Siyu and Song Wenlai had lunch before, but Lu Siyu still told Song Wen to buy some mashed potatoes, fries, tarts and a cup of hot milk.Then he pushed the French fries in front of Zhuozhuo. Zhuozhuo did not see. He reached out and took the French fries. He took another packet of ketchup and dipped it in the ketchup.

In front of me was a very thin woman, with long slender eyes and slightly raised eyes, she looked smart and exposed, and her lips were very thin, almost barely thin, which reminded me of the word thin.

Song Wen also ate an egg tart. His heart was always on the case, and he couldn't help but ask: "What did you say about working in the group last night?"

The three of them were sitting near the window in KFC, talking serious topics, but they looked like ordinary colleagues who had dinner here.

Zhuozhuo looked at him, wiped the ketchup on his finger with a napkin and said: "Is it part of a job? It's nothing more than an employer who pays for people to do things."

"How specific?" Song Wen continued to ask. He looked at Lu Siyu who was drinking milk. The man lowered his head and drank milk intently, still looking indifferent.

"People who are sick and dying are always bolder than ordinary people."

While talking, Zhuozhuo stretched out her hand and took a piece of paper with a dinner plate. She tore it open. She whispered softly, "As far as I've dealt with, there are things that need to be demolished. Sometimes, the contradictions intensify to a certain extent. A serious patient lay on the ground, more energy than talking. There are also people who need to help people bring things to the country. I don’t know what they are. Milk powder? Animal specimens? Or... there are people in need. Once an organ donor, there was an employer who fell in love with a girl’s kidneys. The girl had stomach cancer and it spread. I advised the middleman at that time, or forget it, in case the kidney spreads too, but the other party Say, if the match is matched, you can live for half a year without transplantation. If it is successful, you may live for two years even if you have cancer and earn money."

Her words made people think, she said, she turned her head to the side, as if these things were justified, eating and sleeping could not be more common, "This kind of thing that needs help for part-time work, there will be one after a while."

These words sounded strange to Song Wen. As a policeman, this was something he had never heard of, or even thought about.No matter which one of these things is put on the Internet, it is worth discussing for a long time.

Lu Siyu continued to ask, "So, what about Chen Yanqiu's time?"

Burning recalled, "At that time, it was designated to be a young man who can drive. Take the case, life photos, and ID photos to the other party."

Song Wen: "Then what exactly did Chen Yanqiu do?"

Zhuozhuo shook his head: "I don't know. The next thing is the buyer and his business. The success or failure depends on them. I am just an introducer. I notify both sides and my task is completed."

"What about the time?"

Shaozhuo calculated the time, "Let's end December last year."

"Specific time." Song Wen asked. Sometimes, the time of the event is very critical.

Burning turned over the phone, "Last year, on the morning of December 25th, the early hours of Christmas. The time to find me was around 2 in the morning, and when I received the money, it was 6 in the morning. The transaction is completed."

Song Wen took a look at the timeline. This time was before Zhang Rui's death, and even before Chen Yanqiu's death. Now based on this information, they couldn't judge whether the "part-time job" this time was related to Chen Yanqiu's subsequent behavior. The only thing that can be confirmed is that Chen Yanqiu is still alive after "working".

Song Wen thought for a while and asked, "How much did Chen Yanqiu pay for working?"

Burning lowered his head, slowly folded the napkins in his hands: "I don't know, the price is negotiated by them, but as far as I am concerned, it will not be less than half a million based on the rake given to me." Then she paused, "This half a million is enough to buy his life."

"What details do you remember about this matter?"

Zhuozhuo continued to fold the paper towel, folding it carefully: "The other party, I was very anxious at the time. I remember this. It was because the other party was generous. I woke up after sleeping and it was paid."

"Who is the one you hired him?"

Burning said: "The person who is looking for me is also an intermediary. Some of the intermediaries who hand over with the upstream employers will find the right person according to different things. They not only know me, they will screen every time they encounter something and find the best The right person, then go and operate."

Song Wen frowned slightly. It sounds like this underground market is probably bigger than he thought, and buyers and sellers are making their own choices: "Then what about Chen Yanqiu? Did the intermediary mention that who wanted him? work?"

"The employer behind me, I don't know, I don't know, and I'm not curious." Zhuozhuo seemed to be a little impatient with Song Wen's question, she raised her head and glanced out the window.

Lu Siyu simply took out the envelope with the money and put it on the table.

The scorching gaze was attracted by the envelope, like a boy seeing his beloved racing car, like a girl seeing his favorite cosmetics, like an extremely hungry person seeing the delicacy of the world, she squinted her eyes slightly: "But about Let me tell you some of this intermediary. There is a woman named Yu Niangniang in Nancheng who specializes in this kind of part-time job. Her subordinates raise long-term workers as well as intermediaries. Long-term workers are people who need to engage in special labor for a long time. Many long-term workers are raised from children. Short-term labor unions are searched for candidates provided by us downstream foremen by intermediaries."

Having said this, Zhuozhuo lowered his head again: "I do things with money. I don't know the others."

Those who have worked are living or dying, and what they are doing. She doesn’t care at all, doesn’t care, or even goes to die, she doesn’t mind, the indifferent expression is like the beating in her chest, not the heart. general.

"Do you know how to contact each other?"

Zhuozhuo shook his head: "I don't know, because they contact me every time. You can't find out anything. Those people are very careful. They know that we may have their information, so every time an order is passed, it will be emptied. . If I knew what I revealed, I would not be able to provoke them."

"What about Zhang Rui? How much do you know about him?" Song Wen asked again.

Zhuozhuo said: "Is he, he has always wanted to work, but his luck is not as good as Chen Yanqiu, and he has signed up several times..." She arrived here, and stopped talking.

Song Wen sensitively caught this pause: "What? There are twists and turns in this matter?"

Zhuozhuo shook his head: "It's not a twist. In fact, the employer chose Zhang Rui at first, and asked him some basic information, but he suddenly said that he could not go, and asked Chen Yanqiu if he could make it." She sighed. , Looked down at his hands, "Zhang Rui, this person, has no luck. He couldn't choose no matter how he thought about it before. After he finally got it, he couldn't go. He could only give the opportunity to a friend."

Song Wen's question was almost asked, and he couldn't help but express his disgust: "You call being selected luck? You are not afraid that the other party is doing something illegal and criminal, and you are involved?"

Zhuozhuo did not answer his words, and turned to ask Lu Siyu: "Is the information I provided enough?"

Lu Siyu did not speak, and directly handed the envelope to her.

Burning took it, smelled it, and rubbed the texture of the banknote with his fingertips, "Before I fell ill, I was an accountant. At that time, I always handled a lot of money every month, and the money was not mine. They were all counted by me personally. When I was young, I didn't think these things were so precious. After I got sick, I fell in love with them. The fresh banknotes smelled very good."

"After I got sick, my house was gradually hollowed out. There was no money for hair, no money for new clothes, no money for fruits and meat, my dad sold the house at home, and then borrowed money everywhere..." Zhuozhuo After speaking, she received the bag in the bag, and then she used her fingers to play with the folded napkin, her eyes rolled over Song Wen and Lu Siyu: "Are you the police?"

Song Wen didn't speak, and Lu Siyu put the milk on the table and replied: "If you don't break the law, you won't be arrested." The implication is that if you break the law, then maybe.

"I'm just curious, can you be reimbursed for this expense?" Zhuozhuo lowered her head, and she grinned after she asked. At this time, Song Wencai noticed that she had a pear vortex. After smiling like this, she was not ugly. , But what she said was like a knife.

"Your threat to me is useless. Everyone understands the truth. But we are not afraid of death anymore. We are still afraid of these? It is good to be brought to justice. At least in prison, some people eat and see the doctor. Many of us, even those There is no basic guarantee. For us, it is enough to leave a sum of money for relatives before death. If someone gives me a million, leave it to my parents, and let me die now."

Zhuozhuo smiled and asked the two people in front of him. The smiles were beautiful but poisonous: "Being a good person can make me live for two more days?" Before they could answer, she shook her head, and then reached out and patted. In her bag, there was 10,000 yuan that Lu Siyu had just given her. Her eyebrows were curled up with a smile, but her eyes were shining, "But, it can."

Song Wen looked at this woman wandering in the darkness. She was the same as the people he had been in contact with in the past. She had two eyes, a nose and a mouth, but they were different, as if from the heart, the traits had happened. Change makes it difficult to criticize her with the moral sense of human society.

If measured by the law, she does not seem to have any substantive facts of crimes, and she can catch her and try her.It looks disgusting, but can't help but feel sympathetic.

Lu Siyu looked at her and said, "It's very hard to get sick, right?"

Zhuozhuo looked up at him, with a lonely expression on his face, as if he was saying that he was not worthy of his care: "When you are sick, it's like drawing a lot and signing a lot. I happen to be out of luck. You will know in the future. Coming is a process of body disintegration, but at this speed, some are faster and some are slower."

Her tone was very peaceful, and it revealed that she was willing to bet and lose, but Lu Siyu felt a stubbornness and unwillingness from the surface.After speaking, the woman stood up, adjusted her clothes and said, "I still have chemotherapy in the afternoon. Let's take a step ahead, police gentlemen, I wish you a smooth solution to the case."

Song Wen watched Zhuozhuo leave, and then sighed, "Even if we are dying, what is the point of life like this?"

"Anyway, she is not the murderer. Now we need to find out what Chen Yanqiu did at the time and whether this matter was related to his death, and where did the other money he collected at the time went..." Lu Siyu said Then, he sighed, "People will become, maybe she used to be not such a person."

Burning, this should have been a passionate name.