Criminal Investigation Notes

According to the process, Song Wen untied Xue Jingming's handcuffs and handed it to Zhang Dahai. Several county police did not dare to detain him carelessly.

The procedures here have just been completed, and the ambulance over there has also arrived. As there are two injured, the county hospital has called two ambulances. Dr. Li was first carried up, Dr. Duan followed the car, and Song Wen accompanied the landing Secretary to another car.

On the ambulance, a little nurse registered and asked Song Wen, "are you the patient's family member?"

Song Wen said, "it's a colleague."

The little nurse asked him to sign and handed him a small folding chair.

The ambulance started, and it was a little shaky when walking on the mountain road. Song Wen sat in a small chair and looked at the Lushi language lying on one side with his eyes closed. The little nurse added some fluid to Lushi language, and then connected him with a blood pressure and heartbeat test instrument.

The bus was quiet for a while. Song Wen was afraid that Lu Si Yu would lose consciousness. He chatted with him, "you see, this case is basically solved. I'll ask you for leave later. I'll take a few more days off."

Lu Si Yu's hair was glued to his forehead, his eyes were like black jade, and his feet shrank and said, "I haven't finished writing the report here." According to the regulations of the Municipal Bureau, those who have provided assistance should write a report. They should state clearly the causes, the process, the results, the work carried out and the results achieved. Although it is not as complicated as the survey report, it is also necessary to write a few pages.

Song Wen didn't expect that it was all at this time. Lu Siyu was still thinking about it. "Don't think so much. Have a good rest. Let go of the work first. Don't talk about it like I'm squeezing migrant workers."

After driving up a mountain road, the road conditions were not smooth. It was almost six o'clock in the morning. It was no longer dark outside the window, but a trace of white fish belly was shining. The long night was about to pass, and soon the sun would rise. The ambulance didn't dare to delay. In addition, there was no car on the road in the morning, so it drove very fast all the way.

Lu Si Yu swayed with the car, sleepy and nauseous. He felt that with the passage of time, the powder he ate was soaked with blood. The bleeding did not stop. His stomach was swollen and painful. His stomach seemed to be a vessel full of blood. The ambulance was so small that he could only lie on his side, sweating and his heart beating fast. At first, he was chatting with Song Wen. Later, he couldn't hear what song Wen said, so he could only whisper.

Song Wen saw that he was a little confused. He lowered his head and asked him, "Lu Si Yu, what's the matter with you..."

Lu Si Yu's hair was soaked with sweat and his face was pale and frowned.

Song Wen looked at his watch. It was nearly six o'clock, and there were only a few minutes left in the journey. He comforted him and said, "hold on, and we'll be there soon."

Lu Si Yu knows that he can't sleep at this time, but his will is like a kite. As he flies farther and farther, he can't be controlled by himself. The cold and helpless feeling is endless, as if he wants to swallow him up. Lu Si Yu only felt that his body was getting colder and colder, and his stomach was aching. Suddenly he thought of a dead word.

With this idea, he seems to be standing on the edge of a cliff. Under his feet is the abyss. All the people are dead. His father, his mother, and those strangers. He has seen so many bodies. He will be one of them one day

It seems to be dead, but it's all over.

But why is he still alive?

Lu Si Yu's heart knows that sometimes, to live is more cruel than to die. For him, only hunger, and death He was awake as if he were asleep, and asleep as if awake, and the boundary between night and day became less obvious. From that day on, he lost the chance to be called a normal person, only a body was alive.

The memory of things like with streamer, in the mind, the mind more and more uncontrolled, everything in front of us is spinning.

In the dark, Lu Si Yu held out his hand in a daze. There was a dead bird on his hand. His eyes were black and he had no breath. He could feel the red blood on his hand and kept flowing down his wrist. He didn't know whether it was his own or that bird. It seems that someone is pointing around him, as if looking at a monster.

Lunatic, perverted, insane The words came out of their mouths, like sharp knives, and pierced into his body.

Song Wen has been observing the landing Siyu all the time. He can see that his eyes have lost their focus, his body twitches slightly, and his throat keeps rolling. It seems that he is trying to endure. He calls his name "Lushi language?"

For a moment, Lushi language was caught by this voice, which seemed to come from a far away place. His eyes blinked slightly, and he did not dare to let go of Song Wen. He was afraid that he would never open his eyes again if he released his hand. He suddenly felt that there would be no chance if he did not speak again. Lu Siyu summoned a little will and summoned up the courage to call his name in a low voice“ Song Wen, I.... " His voice was only the breath sound, and as soon as his clenched lips opened, the blood overflowed.

Song Wen was afraid that he might choke, so he wiped the corners of his lips. The white paper towel was dyed red in an instant. After listening to half of his words, he thought that Lu Si Yu was very uncomfortable. He pulled him and said, "Lu Si Yu, don't sleep. You look at me."

At this time, a red light suddenly appeared on the side of the instrument, and the little nurse said, "the blood pressure is decreasing!"Looking at Song Wen's face, Lu Siyu's good-looking eyes widened. The words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat and then drowned in the blood he vomited out. He felt that all his strength was exhausted, and his eyes blinked and closed gently.

Song Wen's mind was suddenly blank.

One side of the car doctor is very calm: "the patient fainted, let the hospital ready for blood transfusion. "

at this time, the county hospital arrived, the ambulance suddenly flashed, the back door of the ambulance opened, there were nurses and doctors waiting outside, pushed people down from the ambulance, ran all the way, and directly transported them to the rescue room. The whole process was like a war.

The hospital is full of white, white corridors, white roofs, doctors and nurses in white, these white interlaced, extremely chaotic. Song Wen wanted to follow in, but was blocked in the door, looked up and pasted three words: "emergency room."

Song Wen has been a criminal police officer for so many years, and he has seen a lot of life and death, but he has never been so panicked and confused. It was like drinking a glass of ice water on a cold day for several days. A heart was frozen in the air. There was such a breath that he couldn't go up or down. However, his whole body's blood was boiling. He could smell it in his nose. The smell of blood mixed with the smell of disinfection water in the hospital. He spread out his palms and his hands were bright red, which was the blood of Luxi language.

At that moment, Song Wen found that, what identity, what kind of exploration, what kind of defense, are not important, even if there are more secrets? What if he might be cheating on him?

Song Wen suddenly understood that he liked him He didn't want him to have an accident. He just wanted him to be OK.

Song Wen stood at the door for a moment. Suddenly a small brown bottle rolled down from the bag of Lu Si Yu in his hand. He was just like waking up from a dream and squatting to pick up the small bottle. It was a small coffee bottle.

Song Wen held the medicine bottle and sat on the waiting chair outside. He remembered that he had not informed Lin xiuran. He called him and told him the whole story.

Lin xiuran was busy testing and dissecting yesterday. He was awakened by Song Wen's phone call early in the morning. Fortunately, his funeral home was not far away from the county hospital. He rushed to the hospital at seven in the morning.

Lin xiuran all the way to the door of the emergency room. Seeing Song Wen sitting at the door with his head drooping, he thought, "how is the situation?"

Song Wen raised his head and said, "it's been half an hour since I pushed forward. I had a check just now. Later, during the blood transfusion, a nurse came out and said that he was out of danger of life and asked me to sign a few words. I don't know about the rest."

"I thought..." Lin xiuran breathed a sigh of relief. Song Wen's voice was trembling on the phone just now, and the situation was serious. When did he see Song Wen so flustered in the past three years? I thought that Lu Siyu was going to die for his official duty this time, and he ran all the way here. When he heard the situation, he put down his heart and comforted Song Wen, "maybe it's shock caused by too much bleeding in the stomach. If you get rid of the danger of life, there won't be a big deal."

"The doctor said it almost caused a perforation of the stomach." Song Wen looks down at the ground, but his hands are still shaking.

Lin xiuran looked at his face is not normal, smile and joke: "you this is not like a colleague into the hospital, but like a wife into the delivery room."

This sentence was originally a joke, but it directly poked Song Wen's mind. He was silent for a moment, turned his head and said to Lin xiuran: "brother Lin, I was really scared just now. I just felt that my heart almost stopped beating."

"You don't have to be too nervous. It's common for police officers to get injured. You've been to the hospital several times Which one was a minor injury? It's the first time I've seen you like this. " Lin xiuran is a forensic doctor. He has long been used to seeing life and death, as well as the warmth and coldness of the world. With his usual understanding of Song Wen, Song Wen has always been a person who can resist pressure. I don't know why he has lost his sense of propriety this time.

Song Wen shook his head and whispered, "he is different."

Lin xiuran comforted him and said, "it will be OK."

Song Wen was silent for a moment. He took out the bottle of medicine from his pocket: "by the way, what kind of medicine is this?"

Lin xiuran took it in a strange way and looked at it. He had a little impression on the name of the medicine: "imported, potent pain relieving tablets. Yes? In Lusi

Song Wen sighed and acquiesced.

It's been a long time since the ulcer was so serious. Usually the criminal police team was busy, so he used painkillers to support it. In this way, Lu Si Yu's usual arrogance has its reasons. Song Wen criticized his inhumanity more and more.

At this time, Lin xiuran's mobile phone suddenly rang. He picked it up and looked at it. He said, "the relevant inspection results come out. The cigarette butts and footprints are all left by Xue Jingming."

Song Wen nods. These direct evidences and testimony are tantamount to locking down the murderer. They solved the case very quickly, and many of them benefited from the analysis of Luxi language.

Lin xiuran asked: "as for whose son Zhou Cong is, guess what the result is." Now the DNA technology of the police is mature, usually 12 to 24 hours. If it is urgent, it will take 6 hours. The samples sent yesterday afternoon have the results this morning.

Song wenlue a silent, put his head against the wall of the hospital: "not Xue Jingming's son.""Why do you guess so?" asked Lin xiuran

"There's no reasoning or theory, it's just based on the sixth sense and my personal feelings..." A trace of indifference appeared in Song Wen's eyes. "I don't want Xue Jingming to be a father who revenges for his son. He is not worthy. I also hope that Zhou Chu state killed his own son, which is his punishment."

Lin xiuran was silent for a moment and understood his meaning. His eyes returned to the screen of the mobile phone and revealed the answer: "you guessed right."

In the countryside, two cases, four victims, two insane killers. Zhou Chu was not a father, and Xue Jingming was even more unworthy.

Sometimes rumors can kill people, and suspicion can turn into swords.

Pity those women and children who died in vain. Life is so hard won that it should not be trampled on.