Criminal Investigation Notes

Incurable disease, that is a word with despair.

Man is an individual with wisdom, afraid of death and eager to survive.

People who know that they have a terminal disease will feel confused and painful. Then some people will be depressed, others will be excited, looking for all the possibilities - all the possibilities to survive.

Although they all had incurable diseases, their fate was different. Some people died soon, while others could live for a few years, even more than ten years. They were willing to try drugs and surgery as long as they were hopeful.

They are lonely, lonely and afraid. They hope to meet more people like them, encourage each other and keep warm. Even if their hopes are dim, they should take care of each other and live on.

In this case, the group of patients came into being.

The formation and existence of this group is of great significance to these patients, and it has become an important gathering place for them to exchange information. It also became their spiritual consolation, even the pillar.

Chen Yanqiu's sick group is a self created patient. In the group, people often make complaints about some wonderful things that they encounter. Some people say that some drugs are purchased, or the results are used. Compared with the general group, this group is more active, and people are constantly releasing various kinds of news every day.

There is also a kind of news, the news of death. After each passage, a head in the group will be gray and will never light up again. They will be in sympathy with each other and light candles for those who have passed away.

It seems that they are different from the ordinary people in the hospital.

Soon after song Wengang sneaked in, what song Wen didn't think of was that the group they belonged to called itself three groups among the sick population. There were more than 200 people in the whole group. It can be seen that the number of people who got sick in the whole Nancheng city was not small.

The number of people online in the evening is still more than 100, and after two o'clock, there are still many people talking and chatting with each other.

At the beginning of his contact with this case, he was full of doubts. Moreover, Song Wen felt that he was far away from Chen Yanqiu and could not understand his life and feelings at all. Now he entered the chat group he had been in, which made Song Wen feel that he had narrowed the distance between him and those patients.

These people turned out to be ordinary people, chatting about the movies they saw today and the clothes they were going to buy tomorrow. But they are different, each sentence seems to be full of despair, but also through the desire for life.

Suddenly someone said, "I don't know if I have a chance to finish the play." The atmosphere in the group fell, but soon, everyone became warm again.

"I heard that India is developing a new targeted drug."

"It seems that Nancheng affiliated hospital will add several more wards to this department recently."

"Well, I like their nurse, whose surname is Li, who is good-looking and gentle, and who can stick a needle exactly."

When Lu Siyu woke up, he leaned next to Song Wen, eating dinner and watching the group chatting. To be fair, Song Wen's porridge was not bad. In his taste, the food is not so good, and there is room for improvement.

It was two o'clock in the middle of the night, but the patients didn't mean to sleep at all. They seemed to be grasping the last time of their lives and reveling.

Then, the topic moved to "working".

A man named Zhuo Zhuo, with an administrator label, jumped out and asked, "does anyone want to work? We need to have a live private chat! "

"Oh, burning, come again to solicit business?"

"Are you forcing us to sell?"

"Don't talk nonsense. You don't want anyone to do it. You're short of money!" Burning and hit a sentence, "before this Friday, in urgent need of a person, gender male, money can talk about, predestined to come." Two minutes later, Zhuo withdrew the message.

Song Wen frowned, "why do you send out the information of working at two o'clock in the morning? And Why withdraw it? Is this to prevent other patients from seeing their conversations in the morning? " He pauses, "and Since this burning hair is over, why is the group suddenly cold? It's not that many people don't sleep in the middle of the night, just waiting for this information? "

"Go and ask." Lu Si said.

Song Wen uses Zhang Rui's number, which is called Ruixue zhaofengnian. He typed a few words, "what's the job this time?" After thinking about it, I deleted it and replaced it with "I'm interested." Then Song Wen and Lushi look at each other, and Lushi nods at him.

Song Wen sent those four words in the past.

After a while, the burning head swayed

Song Wen didn't know how to answer for a moment, whether his secret code was right or wrong, or something wrong. But there he went back, "you're not Zhang Rui."

Song Wenfa used three words: "I am."

The other side was silent for a moment: "Zhang Rui is dead, who are you?"

In a flash, Lu Si language and Song Wen in front of the mobile phone are all in a hurry. Does anyone know that Zhang Rui is dead? So, does this person know anything? Does he have any connection to the case?

Song Wen is thinking about how to say it. Lu Si Yu grabs the mobile phone with a spoon in her mouth and presses a few words. It is a question: "don't you believe me?" Since you want to install Zhang Rui, you might as well install it for a while to explore the other party's reality.Song Wen saw that he occupied the position, got up to wash his hands, sat down at the table and began to eat. He had eaten some before, which would be used as a supper. Then he lowered his head and began to peel the scalded shrimp made in the evening.

The other party was silent for a moment, and then typed out a line, "our group will punch in every week to prove that he is alive. Zhang Rui has not clocked in for six months in a row. He has not answered his call. He is dead. Who are you?"

It turns out that Zhang Rui is dead. Lu Si Yu's eyes blinked slightly and wrote a line: "I am his friend. Where has Chen Yanqiu gone? Do you know? "

The other person's head is gray for a moment, just when Song Wen thinks he may not be able to speak, the other party sends a message.

"He didn't show up for a long time, I don't know."

"What did he do when he went to work before?"

The first thing they need to find out is what the so-called part-time job is. Now, it is possible that the so-called part-time job has something to do with Chen Yanqiu's later strange behavior, and it may also be related to his death.

The other side didn't reply for a long time.

Song Wen lost patience, he gave up: "the other side seems to be offline, tomorrow we check the identity of this person, call the police station to ask." With that, he put a peeled shrimp into his mouth.

Lu Si language bite shrimp in the mouth, directly input: "open a price."

The long silent burning suddenly came to life, and the head changed from black and white to color, beating extremely active: "ten thousand yuan."

In Lusi input: "interview."

"Cash."

"Post transaction."

"Well, I'll decide the time and place. I'll send it to you later. "

Two people quickly reached an agreement, Song Wen was stunned by this way of trading: "are you ready to exchange money for news?"

"What? Can't you? " Lu Si Yu took a look at him and said: "in any case, the other party is a patient, so it is regarded as charity."

"It's very generous of you to top your salary for two months." Song Wen said, "moreover, you are not afraid that the other side is a liar, what do not know?"

"no what has he got to know? And he wants money, money in my hands, and the news is not worth it. I has the final say. As a policeman, are you still afraid of fraud? " Lu Si said, click to open a data to check the names of those people, "to do this group, to recruit people to work, even to sell medicine, are for a word of money."

After getting sick, only money can prolong their life.

Lu Si Yu also said: "moreover, Lao Jia was right before. It is estimated that this part-time job is not a good way."

Song Wen frowned. It's not that he has not guessed this possibility. If the patients are used by others, it will be a terrible thing: "many of the patients are dying, and they are short of money, so they It's possible to do anything. " With these words, Song Wen gave Lu Si Yu another shrimp, and he felt a kind of fun of feeding.

Those people are people who are going to die. They do not have the physical strength of ordinary people, but they have an unwilling heart. They are about to die. Their life is no longer valuable, but their money and desire are magnified infinitely. Such people have no bottom line in their lives. As long as they have enough money, it is possible for them to do anything.

"After the shrimp is cooked, it can be fresher and more tender after passing it with ice water." Lu Si said, slowly stirring the porridge in front of him with a spoon: "this is the case with human beings. In the slave society, people are one of the commodities. Even in modern times, some people are selling children and women. Even those who are going to die have some use value. However, these people are still in a small number. Such cases as those encountered by us should be rare. "

There is an insurmountable gap between good and evil, poverty and wealth, life and death. Under the condition of incurable diseases, this gap has been widened. Life is about to elapse, and the self does not exist. They can sell their dignity, or even kill people, commit crimes and bring poison

Song Wen's mobile phone rang, the news quickly came across: "people's Park in front of KFC, at noon, I wear a red dress."

Song Wen was stunned by this sentence: "it's a woman..."

Lu Si Yu returned the mobile phone to him: "if you get sick, men and women are equal. It's not only men who get it."

the next morning, Song Wen woke up and received a message. Everything was consistent with their reasoning. The mummy was indeed Chen Yanqiu's, and the people in the Bureau began to check the previous questions to confirm whether the cremated victim was Zhang Rui.

Song Wen didn't go to the police station. Instead, he took the landing Secretary to the people's Park in the southern city. When they arrived, it was about 12 o'clock. It was meal time. KFC was always full of people.

When Song Wen came to the door, he saw that KFC had glass curtain walls on three sides and had a wide view. Besides Starbucks and Haagen Dazs, people were coming and going. No wonder the other Party chose such a place.

A long distance away, they saw a girl in red eating chicken wings, a red dress, very eye-catching in KFC. The girl was very good-looking, with a ponytail on the side and a pair of apricot eyes. When they saw the two of them sitting opposite each other, they raised their eyes and glanced at them: "is that what you want to ask about Chen Yanqiu and Zhang Rui? Did you bring the money? "Lu Siyu took out a paper bag, showed her the money, and then put it back.

Song Wen said: "it won't hurt you afterwards, but the premise is that you have to know about them."

The girl looked at them again. She turned her eyes and wiped her hands with a paper towel Two, this age, this attitude, this, so handsome No Is it the police? "

Song Wen said: "well, it has nothing to do with the transaction, right? We're not bad guys anyway

The girl pursed her mouth I have to make sure In case... "

Before she finished speaking, Song Wen suddenly stretched out a finger and lifted the girl's hair. The girl didn't expect this. Ah, she hid behind.

But her speed is not as fast as Song Wen. Song Wen picks her finger and drops a Bluetooth headset out of the girl's hair and clangs on the dining plate in front of her. Her voice was not loud and she was drowned in the noise of the restaurant.

"It's just to ask for information. It must be like Infernal Affairs." Song Wen pointed to the side of Starbucks, "call burning, since all are here."

The girl blushed, glared at both of them, grabbed the earphone and ran away.

Lu Siyu just sat beside him with a cold face and did not speak. When the girl left, he turned his head and looked at Song Wen: "how do you see that?"

Song Wen pointed to a pile of chicken bones in front of him: "got incurable disease and still have such a good appetite? And she sometimes turned her head to one side, just listening to what the other side said. Then... " He pointed to Starbucks. "Someone's looking at us from there."

Sure enough, after a while, from the direction of Starbucks came a woman with a hat and sat opposite to them.

"Burning?" Song Wen asked again.

"I am, say what you want to know." The woman's voice was a little hoarse. She looked like she was in her early twenties. She raised her head. Her eyes were dark and calm. They were used to seeing life and death.