Criminal Investigation Notes

Ten minutes later, at the 7-11 convenience store, not far from the neighborhood, Song Wen brought the hot food to the opposite side of Lu Si Yu. He ordered a Kanto dish by the way, which made the food in front of him look less shabby.

Not only did Lu Siyu get the dislike and white eyes of the shop assistants, but also gave him a priority. Song Wen realized again that the face could really be eaten as a meal.

Two people were sitting at the table of the convenience store. There was a sense of ceremony in Lu Siyu's way of opening the lunch box. The lunch box was gorgeous and warm. There were four squares on it. He arranged them from left to right. He put them neatly. Then he took out the rice and put it in front of him. Then he took out the chopsticks from inside. Then he prepared to have a meal.

Looking at Song Wen's eyes, Lu Siyu pushed his lunch box forward. What he did today was stir fried squid with soy sauce, eel with garlic, mushroom and chicken meatballs and a fried vegetable heart.

Four dishes with meat and vegetable, color, flavor and flavor, food to put in front, Song Wen did not see anything outside, stretched out a chopstick clip. He chewed Monopterus albus, inside the bones are some reluctant to vomit.

While eating, Song Wen looked at Lu Siyu, thinking how could someone look so good-looking and how could someone cook so delicious? I can't help asking, "actually, you didn't read a police academy."

Lu Si Yu looks at him, some do not know why.

Song Wen said with a smile: "I think your craftsmanship is more authentic than the New Oriental cooks."

After listening to the cold joke, the corner of Lu Si's mouth also provoked a trace of smile. It was just a slight pick at the corner of his mouth, which made his cold eyes and eyebrows bring a little popularity. Song Wen suddenly remembered the emotional apathy that Zhou Yining and he had mentioned before. Now when he came into contact with him, he felt more and more that Lu Si language was in line with the characteristics of the disease. As for other things, I wonder if Dr. Zhou thought too much about it.

Soon after half of the food in front of him, he ate something to pad his stomach, and Lu Si language returned to his former indifference. He whispered to Song Wen: "do you still doubt love now?"

Song Wen is also trying to analyze the case: "I originally suspected her, but now, I don't really doubt it."

"Because the time is not right?" Lu Si raised his head and asked him.

Song Wen shakes his head: "no, there is no time to commit the crime, which is only one aspect, but also because she is left-handed."

Lu Si Yu also saw just now that he loves to hold water and open the door with his left hand. In this regard, he did not express his opinion, and looked up at Song Wen.

Song Wen continues to analyze: "she hates Lin Zhenghua, but I don't think she will kill her husband. Lin Zhenghua is about 1.73 meters tall. They are ten centimeters tall. If they are standing, it is difficult to stab them directly from that angle. If they are killed before the rest time, if they are in other positions, considering the great difference in physical strength, it is very difficult for Lin Zhenghua not to have any scars and fighting marks on her body... "

Lu Si Yu's chopsticks were on the high side, and his fingers were slender. His bones were clear and white to transparent. His movements and expressions at dinner somehow reminded Song Wen of the noble cat of his friend's family. When such a person sat opposite, he became cautious and did not dare to gobble.

While thinking, Song Wen picked up a chicken ball and put it into his mouth. The meatball was made of chicken and added some mushroom granules. The flavor melted into the meat, and it was fried outside. When he bit into the mouth, the chicken spread with juice. It was so tender that he didn't want to enjoy the food. He frowned and said to himself, "there's still something wrong with it."

"What do you think is wrong?" His voice was very low.

"I'm a bit of a jerk now. Once, I thought that she was the most suspect. Up to now, I haven't completely ruled her out, but I always feel that there are some things that don't make sense." Song Wen can't tell where his feeling comes from. Motive, method, weapon, time, place These factors cannot be restored. The more he tried to understand everything, the more disorganized he felt. His thinking seemed to be in a dead end and couldn't turn out for a moment.

Song Wen took out his mobile phone, opened the search page and entered the word "same wife".

Being a same wife is associated with depression, mental cold and violence, and is also a high-risk group for AIDS. In this regard, the relevant laws are blank, divorce is very difficult, women will also be threatened by violence, the economy is difficult to obtain compensation. At present, there are more than 16 million same wives in China.

Song Wen thought about it for a while, and then opened the post bar. It was obvious that there were a lot of such women in the same wife bar. This post bar has been reported closed several times, but also struggled to open several times.

"Do I want a divorce? What a torment... "

"After marriage and having children, I found that my husband was gay."

"Please identify, am I cheated?"

"We can only complain here, can't we get attention?"

The post bar is a desperate cry of women, as if they are mired in a quagmire, threatened and dragged down. The husband, who should have been their dependence, turned into a devil and turned their life into an endless hell. They gathered here, the network as a vent port, there are many people seem to come and have no choice but to go. Life is one's own, and one knows one's own. Without a good solution, torture becomes a soft knife for killing people.Most of the same wives have been raped by their husbands, and the men give them both hard and soft blows. If the same wife wants to divorce, he will not only get no compensation, but also be separated from his personal income, and even be burdened with inexplicable debts. Those men have all kinds of tricks, some even use mediation reasons to delay the divorce day.

At present, there is no one in the marriage law and other laws that wants to talk about it. This makes it impossible for these women to get out of the way, let alone get any compensation.

They are confused, tolerant, helpless and lonely, and become the victims of a marriage.

Love is right. There is no one to talk about in their lives. People will look at homosexuality with colored glasses, and even look at their wives with scorn. For many people, divorce is extravagant hope. Song Wen looked at some of them. The more he turned down, the more indignant he became. He put his mobile phone on the table and said, "I really don't understand those gay people who get married. If you don't love that person, what's the meaning of marriage? A marriage certificate has trapped the other party and himself

Lu Si Yu took a look at him: "it is only part of the men who cheat on marriage. These people choose to cheat women. It has nothing to do with their sexual orientation. In other words, even if they don't like the same sex or the opposite sex, they will also find a junior and will not treat their wives kindly. " Under the sun, Lu Si language's pupil appears a kind of amber, crystal clear. When he saw Song Wen looking at him, he suddenly looked like a snail touched by his tentacles, and then lowered his head to silence.

"Maybe there are other clues in the Bureau. Let's go back and have a look." In order to avoid embarrassment, Song Wen ended the topic and cleaned up the garbage on the table.

"Wait for me. I'll buy something else." After that, Lu Si Yu took a bottle of hot drink from the hot drink cabinet. Then he wandered to the corner of the convenience store. There was a bookshelf with some best-selling books and recent magazines on it. He stood aside and took a few books to pay the bill.

Song Wen took a look at it. It was a few novels written by keigo Ono. "Do you like to read reasoning novels?" He asked casually.

"Not very often. I happened to see it today." Lu Si language replied lightly, "the lunch break time is almost over. Let's go back to the Bureau."

Song Wen nods, two people still drove the police car all the way back to the police station. This morning, the bureau also made a lot of progress. As soon as he entered the police station, Zhu Xiao excitedly reported: "Song team, the person who lives with Lin Zhenghua has been found, and the fingerprints match. This man is a bartender named Ma Minghui. Lao Jia and Deputy Huang have gone to pick up people. They should be here soon."

"What about other developments?" Song Wen also asked, "forensic reports, material evidence, and further details of the victim have been collected."

"Has the mobile phone information been summarized?"

"Recent communication records, important messages are summarized."

"Check again, whether the victim has any large amount of transfer records recently. By the way, Ma Minghui's also took a copy."

"OK, I'll get it with the bank."

Song Wen sat in his seat and began to look at those materials. Most of the materials were summative and summarized all kinds of situations, which did little to promote the case. After seeing love in the morning, Song Wen's mind seems to have made a knot, which is always a little unreasonable and has a headache. He wants to change his mind. As soon as he looks up, he sees Lu Siyu sitting in the compartment next to him, and with a serious look, he turns the meeting minutes recorded in his book into a document.

From the perspective of Song Wen, the computer screen of Lushi language can be seen through the reflection of the compartment glass. The more he looks, the more he frowns. He stands up, goes to the back of Lushi language, pointing to some of the records and saying, "well, how can you record the issue of homosexuality annotation? It's too detailed. Delete it."

Lu Siyu didn't pay attention to Song Wen. He stopped playing the keyboard and looked up at him: "I think Lin Fa Yi speaks very well."

Song Wen found himself standing a little close to him. As soon as Lu Siyu looked up, he could smell a faint smell on his body. The man's eyes lifted and his long eyelashes blinked. His black eyes were full of water, which was mysterious and attractive like a whirlpool.

Looked at by Lu Si Yu, Song Wen only felt his heart jump suddenly in his chest, so he quickly withdrew half a step. But Lu Si Yu didn't know anything about them. He stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his thin lips innocently. The light colored lips suddenly dyed a layer of water color, which made them more attractive.

Song Wen gently coughed and covered up his embarrassment and said, "do you expect Gu Ju and those old scholars to understand this? Simply record what is relevant to this case, and don't create extra branches. "

There are many things in it that can't be described in detail, and there is no light. In case any good person reports this case to the media, plus the eye-catching words such as homosexual being dismembered, there will be a lot of trouble.

Some things, even if they know, can not be changed by sitting in their positions. They can only record relatively objective facts.

Lu Si said, as if he understood. He stretched out a finger and pressed the Cancel button to delete several detailed explanations, and then deleted them again. A piece of paper became clean and clean.

"Oh! The others are very good. Why are they deleted? "Song Wen loves the half page minutes of the meeting.Lu Si Yu didn't care at all: "it's OK. I'll sort out my ideas again, so that I can write more coherently. I can give it to you later."