Criminal Investigation Notes

"Divorce?" With tears in her eyes, she said with a wry smile, "In the first year of marriage, he pretended to be normal, except for the few days in the month, he rarely had sex with me. Later I became pregnant and he Just let me raise my baby with peace of mind and rarely sleep with me. I logged into his computer and found some pictures of men. I cried and told my mother about it. My mother’s first reaction was,' Don’t let other people know about this. “It’s like a scandal that's not visible.”

"In the beginning, I didn't understand my mother. I felt that the people closest to me would not make the decision for myself. I cried for a day at that time. Later I found out that what my mother said was not entirely wrong. You know people know that I am married. After giving a homosexual, how did they react? First of all, they felt that I must be an unscrupulous woman, otherwise why did he have to marry me and not marry other people? It was him who was at fault, but I was in someone else’s In my eyes, it is also sinful, dirty, and sick!"

The smile of love is bitter, and the words that have been suppressed for a long time are finally said: "Those friends and relatives who knew about this not only did not help me, but they thought I was stupid, that I deserved it, and that I was abnormal. In fact, I am only It's a victim! Apart from getting married and meeting a man who doesn't love me, I am not wrong!"

"You are right. I want to divorce. I don't just think about it once or twice, but if I could get divorced, I would have left. The elderly, life, sons, family, all things together, it’s not that I want to divorce. It can be separated."

"You are probably not familiar with a word called'tong-wife.' You don't know what kind of group this is, what kind of life it is living, don't put your superficial understandings on us, the lives of our same wives , Far more miserable than you think." At this point, she tried to laugh again, the meek woman seemed to disappear, replaced by a vicious woman, a little hysterical, "After he died, I except It’s a bit sad, but more of relief..."

Speaking this sentence in love, with her shoulders shaking, she seemed to vent all the pressure of more than ten years. This time she cried not for Lin Zhenghua, but for her life in the past ten years. She seemed to cry for a while. I realized my gaffe, and said, "Sorry, can I go to the bathroom?"

Before Song Wen and Lu Siyu could answer, she got up and walked to the bathroom.

The two were silent for a while. They were not ignorant of the same group of wives. Every gay person seems to encounter this problem when they reach a certain age. Should they choose a woman to marry, or continue to choose the one they love?After all, there are only a few who can get married abroad. If they don’t get married, regardless of whether they have a stable partner or not, this kind of de facto marriage may not be recognized for a lifetime.If some homosexuals compromise, the same wife will become a victim.

Lu Siyu sat aside and bowed his head for a while, he suddenly asked Song Wen in a low voice: "Team Song, can I ask you something?"

Song Wen was a little familiar with Lu Siyu's current expression. He raised his watch and looked at it. Sure enough, at 12:01, it was time for dinner again. He had no choice but to guess what Lu Siyu wanted to do, and frowned: "Little ancestor, you don't want to warm up a meal in a funeral home, do you?"

Lu Siyu nodded and shook the high-end Japanese-style bento box carried in his black backpack.

"..." Song Wen was extremely big head, "Ancestor, when did you sleep yesterday?"

"I didn't look at the watch, maybe two or three o'clock." Lu Siyu is a master who can't save three meals a day even if the sky falls. He is still hungry. His biological clock is extremely accurate. This is just the time for the meal, as if It was an inflatable doll that had been sucked out of air, and the whole person was lost.

Seeing that he was about to lie down on the table, Song Wen was helpless. He suppressed his temper and negotiated with him kindly: "Wait, can I find a convenience store?"

"Why don't I go by myself..." Lu Siyu made a suggestion.

"...How did the police academy teach? Two or more people must be present during law enforcement." Song Wen grabbed him, and then he looked at the time again, "Well, I will speed up and endure for another half an hour. Half an hour..."

As Song Wen said, he felt that his leader was really wronged. He was clearly a criminal police captain, but is he really not a nanny?But no matter how resolute and resolute he usually did, when he was stared at by Lu Siyu's good-looking eyes, he became as if he had encountered a nemesis, and he had no power to resist.

After turning over the bargain, Lu Siyu nodded.

The two people just came out of the bathroom when they reached an agreement here. Song Wen walked up and asked her, "Ms. Zhong, how did you come?"

"I took a rental car just now, I can't drive..." Zhong Qing had just washed her face, but she was a little flustered. She was no longer calm, and she stroked her messy hair with wet hands.

"Can I take you home and visit your house by the way?" Song Wen asked.

"This..." Zhongqing hesitated, "The house is a little messy..."

This was a tactful refusal. Song Wen pretended not to understand: "We are on the way. It won't be long. My colleague is in a hurry to eat."

Lovingly looked at Lu Siyu, who was rubbing his stomach with one hand on the side. He was indeed hungry and his heart pressed against his back. He said nothing, but reported an address. If the police wanted to go, how could she stop a woman? live?

The three people got into the police car, Song Wen drove, Lu Siyu sat in the co-driver, sitting in the back lovingly. The woman seemed to have been immersed in the emotions just now, and there were low sobbing sounds from the back seat from time to time.Song Wen didn't want to press too hard, so he didn't ask her any more questions.He can go through the process to apply for a search of the residence he loves, but he prefers to be surprised, only in this way can he obtain more hidden truths.

The house of love is not too far away from the funeral home, about fifteen minutes away, not too close to the previously rented room.

Song Wen is most familiar with the topography of Nancheng. He drew a map in his mind. Such a location can form an equilateral triangle with Lin Zhenghua's company. These places can be reached by car in ten minutes.

This house is a six-story old-fashioned building. The residence is on the fourth floor. The area is quite large. It has three bedrooms and two living rooms, one kitchen and one bathroom, and there are balconies at the front and back. The two changed disposable slippers and introduced them in love. She walked to the side and poured them two glasses of water. She seemed to have recovered from her deceased husband and the inquiry she had just received. She was as indifferently as usual: "There are not many guests at home, so it is a bit messy."

This sentence is too modest, the room is very tidy.It can be seen from the entire residence that there are not many traces of Lin Zhenghua.

"This is my room. My son lives in this room. Lin Zhenghua doesn't come back often. If he comes back, he will live in the guest room." Zhong Qing briefly introduced.They are husband and wife, but they live like two tenants under the same roof.

Song Wen walked in and looked at the photo wall in Lin Shang's room. There were several photos on the photo wall, all of which were photos of a family of three.Some children took him to the playground when he was young, some went to the museum when he was old, and one who loved Lin Zhenghua for Lin Shang's birthday.Compared with ordinary families, the family in the photo shows nothing unusual at all.

Lu Siyu also came over and looked at it carefully. One of the photos was a bit crooked. He blinked and couldn't help but stretched out his hand to arrange the photos neatly.

Lovingly said: "He has no feelings for me, he is okay with his son. After all, he is a father. Before today, I still had a trace of luck and didn't tell him his father's death... I don't know, how should I speak "At this point, there was an embarrassed expression on the face of love. After all, this is not a glorious thing.

Song Wen's gaze fell on Lin Shang's desk, which was full of learning utensils. On the side of the desk, there were a few certificates of merit.

Lu Siyu glanced here for a few times, and seemed to lose interest, and then floated to the kitchen with his bag on his back. He pointed to the kitchen countertop and asked: "This location, there is a juicer." That countertop has been around for many years. , Some are yellow, and in one of them, the color is different from other parts, and even an arc-shaped trace can be seen around.

"Oh, it turns out that there is a juicer. I originally bought it for my son to squeeze juice. Lin Zhenghua used it a few times and thought it was good, so I took it away. I don’t know where he took it. I always wanted to buy it again. One, but always forget it." Love is another detailed answer, the answer is perfect.

Song Wen knew in his heart that the juicer originally placed here, judging from the size and shape, should be the one on site.He watched Lu Siyu look around in the kitchen, and he didn't prepare to come out again after entering, as if in the next second I was going to ask if I could use your microwave oven to heat up a meal. He was very worried about affecting the glorious image of the police.

Song Wen saw that the time was almost the same, took out a business card from his pocket, and said to Zhong: "Well, don’t bother, this is my business card. If you think of any clues, please call me at any time. You can also go to the police station to find us. According to regulations, the remains need to be kept for a period of time before cremation..."

Lu Siyu also saw it almost, and took the initiative to walk out of the door.He walked to the door and suddenly stopped when he changed his shoes.

Over there, Song Wen was talking to Zhong Qing, Zhong Qing took the business card and nodded, then Yu Guang looked at Lu Siyu.The handsome little detective is now putting his head down and putting on shoes.Both policemen are a little bit difficult, as if they have seen everything through.

Lu Siyu, who was wearing half of his shoes, suddenly raised his head and smiled at her. He didn't expect that this man would look more beautiful with a smile, and he was stunned for a while.

Lu Siyu stretched out his hand, as if casually, his slender fingers ran across a pair of men's leather shoes on the ground...

At this time, Song Wen happened to turn around. At that moment, he didn't see it, but the love behind him seemed to have suddenly thought of something, his face instantly pale as paper...