Criminal Investigation Notes

Nancheng, 18 years ago.

This is a city under construction. There are construction sites everywhere. Several huge smoke pipes in the northeast of the city are emitting thick smoke day and night. Because sometimes there are dust weather, when the sky above is orange, the whole city is like a huge steel monster, waking up from hibernation, stretching to make a name in the world.

In the middle of September, the weather is still sultry, and another thunderstorm is coming. Dark clouds block the sun, the dust floating in the air, so that the whole world seems to have added a layer of brown filter. This time, it is the rush hour after work. Located in a block not far north of Nancheng, the roadside is full of people in a hurry.

Rain suddenly fell down, hit on the body are a little pain, panic passers-by running in the rain, looking for shelter.

Fate is doomed, this is a eventful autumn.

At the intersection of the traffic lights, there was a woman. The woman was well dressed. She wore a windbreaker and a pair of high-heeled shoes of flesh color. It seemed that she was waiting for the traffic lights. However, the red light changed several times, but she did not cross the road. She seemed to be waiting for someone, but after waiting for a long time, no one came. She held a red umbrella quietly. The umbrella is bright red, bright like blood, so hot color, in this dim yellow world is particularly eye-catching.

Under the coffee colored sky, the woman's eyes present a kind of crystal amber. She is distracted, and the whole world seems to have solidified. From her perspective, you can see a gray building group. It was her prison, her land of chaos, and after enjoying this brief freedom, she would enter the decadent again.

Just think of that place, her ears seem to emerge a variety of voices, screams, coughs, grunts, sighs, all kinds of disgusting sounds seem to interweave together, and all these It's all thanks to the man who put her in hell

She felt like a cracked egg. Even if the egg liquid didn't come out for a while, it couldn't last long.

She is on the verge of death.

The woman's chest heaved as if she was breathing poorly. She raised a hand as if to grab something.

And then all the sounds disappeared. All was replaced by the rustling rain.

Those raindrops filtered the dust in the air, and a pale blue appeared in the distance of the sky.

The woman turned her head and looked at the tall South Tower standing in the south city. Suddenly, she had an impulse to jump down from the tower.

Finally, she gave up the idea. She pursed her lips, as if she had settled a thought. She summoned up her courage and walked steadily towards the gray building.

The success or failure of this fight is tonight.

Her figure swayed, her feet light and disappeared in the rain.

After 18 years.

Time is like running water. It passes before you know it. With the passage of time, the memory of young people becomes more and more fuzzy and hazy, like a layer of fog and a layer of yarn. A lot of things seem to be still yesterday, all of a sudden, everything has changed. Day by day, January, January, year by year, so accumulated over time, people came to the city like this.

Today's Nancheng is quite different from that of more than a decade ago. Only some streets and alleys are left with traces of dilapidation caused by the rapid development of the past. It looks like a well-dressed woman with some faint lines around her eyes.

Only the South Tower in the city, after several storms, still stands there.

In midsummer, although Nancheng is not as prosperous as the daytime, it has its own mystery at night.

At this time, people are enjoying their free time, far away from the noise of the day. The steaming heat gradually dissipates with the coming of the night and is swept away by gusts of night wind. At this time of the day, it is the most free, the most timid and the most relaxed. You can take your lover's hand into the cinema, turn on your mobile phone alone and pour a glass of red wine, or pull up several people Family and friends, ready to play a few, try your luck.

There is a wasteland in the northeast of Nancheng, which is almost the dividing line between the city and the suburbs, separated by a river bed that has already dried up. On one side is a piece of bright and colorful, and on the other side, it is a desolate place full of garbage.

On the dry river bed, the temperature is a few degrees lower than in the city. It's hard to find people in the daytime. At night, it's very quiet. It seems to be a corner forgotten by everyone.

Zhao Xiaoxin, a vagrant, has long been used to this kind of life. The smell of garbage and the buzzing sound of flies make him very familiar. Since Nancheng began to classify garbage, some people have found this place. It is time-saving and labor-saving to transport garbage here. Moreover, no one will find out and know.

Every night, Zhao Xiaoxin would walk to this area, pick up some garbage, and then return to the nearby bridge hole for the night. Waiting for the sun to rise the next day.

Today's Riverside wasteland is different. Zhao Xiaoxin is sensitive to find that the taste here is much stronger, and the insects are more active than in the past. He looked around and found a big black bag near the river bed.The bag is pure black. In the night, it is airtight. The bag is a little big. If you put it there, it is half a person high. The strong smell comes from that bag.

If he is an ordinary person, he will immediately avoid such a scene. However, Zhao Xiaoxin is not an ordinary person. He was stupid when he was young. He was a bit stunned. In the words of his parents, his brain was not good. He always faltered and couldn't give out a complete meaning. Because of this, he couldn't communicate with ordinary people and work normally. After his parents died, he would As a scavenger.

Zhao Xiaoxin is not ashamed. He loves his work and his life.

He likes the river. The sky is big and the earth is big. There is no one. Everything is his own. It seems that he has become a master.

Ordinary people can guess things, to Zhao Xiaoxin here, reaction to slow up a few beats. He was greedy. He thought that the bag was not bad. It looked waterproof. If you pick it up, you can put something in it. He didn't have any good luck in his life, and he thought it would be nice if he could be cared for by God.

With curiosity and greed, Zhao Xiaoxin bravely went to the bag and pulled it open. A group of flies flew out of the bag. The flies seem to have mutated into bees and built a hive in this bag.

Zhao Xiaoxin was startled. He put his head forward by the light of the road Then he saw that there seemed to be something lying in the bag - it was a dead man, and it was a complete, curled up dead man, as if he were not a small man.

Zhao Xiaoxin let out a cry and backed back. Subconsciously, he wanted to escape. But when his body was just going down, the corner of his coat caught the bag. With such a move, he took the bag down. The bag turned over with the body, exposing the head and face of the body under the street lamp.

It was a half rotten corpse of a man. His limbs were tied and his whole body curled up in a strange way. His eyes were open and he was staring at Zhao Xiaoxin with a look of death in his eyes. Zhao Xiaoxin was completely stunned by such an accident. He did not expect, this river suddenly appeared a discarded body.

Then Zhao Xiaoxin found something different He was a little stupefied. The more he was afraid, the more he wanted to see clearly. With the dim street lamp, he finally saw that there were red threads in the body's wide open eyes, slowly wriggling

It's like a bug.

All this is like a nightmare. Zhao Xiaoxin turns around and runs out along the river in a desperate way, eager to leave the land of right and wrong

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in the office of Nancheng Municipal Bureau, it is already more than nine o'clock in the evening, and the office has become empty. Only a few police officers on duty and the criminal police who work overtime are still there.

Song Wen didn't expect that Lu Si Yu had come to the Municipal Bureau. He held out his hand and took over the reinstatement report submitted by Lushi language. The attending doctor, Dr. Li, actually signed it. I don't know what method he used to get Dr. Li to agree to his reinstatement in advance.

"Are you too anxious about this Song Wen looked at Lu Si Yu, who was sitting opposite him. "In terms of your situation, I recently went to talk to Dr. Li."

Lu Si Yu stood opposite to Song Wen, holding his hand on the table, waiting for Song Wen to continue to speak.

Song Wen didn't rush to sign. Instead, he put down the paper and said, "the last time I went, Dr. Li told me that although you are discharged from the hospital now, you still have a week to go for medication, and after this week, you still need a vacation and rest. I remember, he wrote you a month's leave of absence. "

Lu Siyu lowered his head and said, "but Dr. Li has allowed me to leave the hospital, and then signed again I think it's a good recuperation. There are not enough people in the team. I will come back early and share some of the work

As a matter of fact, in the hospital these days, Song Wen didn't hurt him at all. When he had time, he went to take care of him in person and often took all kinds of meals to comfort the patients.

After the Lushi language can eat, they begin to eat less and more meals. They eat breakfast at six o'clock every morning, then eat some fruits in the morning, then lunch, afternoon tea, dinner, supper, and even six meals a day. After living in the hospital, I gained two pounds. He used to be thin, but now he is a little bit fatter. At this point, his face looks more tender and delicate.

Song Wen still didn't take the pen, his hands crossed his fingers and said: "first of all, discharge and reinstatement are two concepts. The note given to you by Dr. Li must have taken into account your physical condition. The doctors are not easy to say frankly. As the team leader, I think you should rest a little more and at least come back after the vacation."

Lu Si Yu licked his lips: "that note It's been a long time, and no one has discussed with me. I've just learned. "

The note was opened by Lu Siyu when he just came back from hospital transfer. The process of asking for leave in the team needed a note. Song Wen went directly to Dr. Li, the chief physician of the municipal Affiliated Hospital, and asked him to write the note according to his condition.

At that time, Dr. Li took the examination results and said, "there are many ulcers in the stomach, almost perforation of the stomach. Are you going to die?"

Song Wen said, "yes, you are right. I will take more care of him and take strict care of him."So they didn't discuss with Lu Si Yu either. Dr. Li opened it for a month and a half with a stroke of pen. Song Wen directly handed the slip to the Municipal Bureau of personnel. Lu Siyu was only recently mentioned by Dr. Li. Unexpectedly, it became the "theoretical basis" for Song Wen's rejection of him.

Now Lu Si Yu has lived in the hospital for only half a month, and is eager to come back. This kind of behavior can be approved by doctors, but not by Song Wen.

Lu Siyu lowered his head and took back the reinstatement form. There were three levels in the form, which were signed by the attending doctor, signed by the immediate leader, and evaluated by the psychologist. If Song Wen refuses to sign, the process will not go down.

He seemed to have expected that Song Wen would block him and sighed.

Lu Si language has always been cold and cold, and his emotions are rarely exposed. But at this time, he shows a little aggrieved expression, like a rabbit with red eyes.

After a moment's silence, he asked in a low voice, "Song team, did I do something bad? Or am I in trouble? You don't want me back... "

"Nothing. You did a good job..." Song Wen couldn't see his expression, and immediately he was soft hearted. "The police force has a lot of pressure and fast pace. You know, it can't be better than eating at home and sleeping well. His body is the capital of the revolution. There's no need to worry about getting back to work. What's more, even if you've passed my level, you'll have to talk to Dr. Zhou again, so I think we'd better take a long-term view on this matter. "

Seeing Lu Siyu standing there still, song wencoax the children in general: "listen, you go back today, and I'll sign for you when you come next Monday."

Next Monday, there are five days, but it's a little earlier than the note.

Fu Linjiang on one side couldn't help saying: "Xiao Lu, don't worry. Who doesn't know that you are the treasure of song team, and won't want you. This time, song team is more self reproach than you when you have an accident. While looking at this side, he runs to the hospital to see you every day. If you don't give up and you come back, he can't pass his own test. "

"Well I'll come back next Monday. "Lu Si Yu didn't say anything. He got up and left.

Seeing Lu Siyu go away, Fu Linjiang came around and squeezed his eyes at Song Wen and said, "who is it? I was scratching my heart and lung in the hope that others would return to the team. After seeing his face, he pretended not to be in a hurry here."

Song Wen managed to coax Lu Siyu away. At this time, he was deeply thought: "his health is not good at all. Besides, I don't want him to come back, do you know? On the third day after he was out of danger, he was transferred to the hospital in Nancheng. I had just finished a case and was anxious to see him. Results as soon as he entered the ward, he used the infusion hand to write the summary, report, general manager and conclusion on the small table board of the hospital bed. At that time, I was so angry that I didn't agree with him because he was a patient, so I confiscated the pen and paper. Do you think I dare to let such a person return to work early? "

Song Wensi wrote most of his own report. After reviewing the achievements, it is good for promotion and salary increase. Unfortunately, Lu Si Yu didn't seem to appreciate it. He didn't care much about it. He just wanted to return to the team.

Fu Linjiang chuckled on the side. He was not too busy to watch the excitement: "well, didn't you let him take charge of the copywriting work? How can I feel heartache now Speaking of this, he whispered, his eyes bright, "or do you think this case is serious and you don't want him to touch it?"

Song Wen punches his fingers on the keyboard. Tonight's case was investigated by three teams. At last, Gu Ju suddenly informs him to take over the case. This kind of work arrangement is very rare in ordinary times. Song Wen analyzes several possibilities. One is that Gu Ju thinks that the third team may not be able to complete the case and is assigned to the first team with a higher rate of solving cases in ordinary times. Or Cheng Mo, the third team leader, takes the initiative to express his hope that another group will take over the case. Whatever the reason, the case is going to be difficult to deal with. Fu Linjiang, as an old policeman, no doubt thought of this.

Song Wen didn't want Lu Siyu to come back too early. In addition, he felt that he should not return to work early because of his physical condition. He was afraid that he would suffer from stomach trouble again after hard work. He was really selfish. He was afraid that the case involved too much and wanted him to stay out of the trouble. By next Monday, how can we have a buffer period.

What's more, his relationship with Lushi

Song Wen admits that he is attracted to him. Before the relationship starts, people always think too much about him. Office romance is a big taboo, especially their occupation and identity. Moreover, he does not know what Lu Siyu thinks of him. There are too many uncertainties in the future, but the case is pressed over again, leaving no time for people to take care of it.

The more cherished, the more cautious he is. He is serious and needs to be careful every step.

Just thinking about it, the mobile phone on the side suddenly rang. Song Wen looked at it and said, "Lao Lin said that the corpse has been transported back. Let's go and have a look at the new body."