Criminal Investigation Notes

Chen Yanqiu's relic was brought to the Municipal Bureau by Fu Linjiang the day before. The registration of the museum has been completed. After lunch, Song Wen went through a process and took some things out of the evidence room.

All the items are packed in a half person high suitcase. According to the law, after registration, taking photos and checking, they will return them to Chen Sixue as relics, but because the case has not been solved, the things are temporarily kept.

Lu Si Yu thinks that the theory of the second round of the Song Dynasty is correct, and they need more clues now.

Second round is undoubtedly the best way to let them approach Chen Yanqiu. To find out what happened at the end of his life, we must first understand what kind of person he is.

Song Wen put on his gloves and first recalled the image of Chen Yanqiu in his mind. He was a handsome young man who was not too tall, with a shy smile and a small tiger tooth. He was kind and loving his sister. He was very afraid of troubling others. He didn't have much red face in his work and life. He followed the rules for the first half of his life. Such a person, if met in life, we must be willing to make friends with him, and will have compassion for his tragic experience.

The turning point of the matter was the car accident.

What would he experience before he died?

Lu Siyu did not speak. She looked down at the suitcase. It was very ordinary, just like Chen Yanqiu. Chen Yanqiu was like an office worker passing by in the subway in the morning, a common patient in the hospital, and a colleague he could meet at work.

This ordinary young man, unlike those crazy, perverted killers, is more than he is familiar with and good at.

Song Wen stretched out his hand and opened the zipper. Inside were some common items of young people, which was the same as what Fu Linjiang said. His clothes were folded neatly. He liked to wear simple clothes, most of which were simple styles. There was a book in his schoolbag, which was written by Nietzsche.

"This book is not very easy to buy now." Lu Siyu took the book and looked through it. He confirmed that there was nothing in the book, and then handed it to Song Wen.

Song Wen opened it and looked over a few pages. There was a little crease in one page. He opened it and read: "in your death, your spirit and virtue should still shine, just like the sunset clouds around the earth, otherwise your death will not be successful."

"For the terminally ill, Nietzsche's madness is a placebo that gives them courage," he said. I prefer this version of the translation. " Sometimes the difference of translation will lead to the deviation of the meaning of the article.

In addition to books and clothes, there were also two old towels, a cup, and a pair of slippers sealed in the bag. Although he stayed in a hotel, Chen Yanqiu still took these things with him. It can be seen that he was ready to stay long before he set out. When he finally set out, he left the charger and power bank of his mobile phone, but the mobile phone was missing. Obviously, he did not intend to return.

Song Wen looked at the registration form of the object identification before and called the compartment of the schoolbag, which contained some certificates and a few boxes of medicine.

Some of the certificates belong to Zhang Rui, and they are directly used by him. For a terminally ill patient like Chen Yanqiu, medicine is undoubtedly very important. It is on these things that he continues his life. Song Wen took the bottles and checked them. He unscrewed the bottle cap and looked at the white pills.

Seeing those medicines, Lu Si Yu could not help but get nervous. He licked his lips and avoided his head.

"This box of medicine is a little strange." Song Wen studied for a moment, put a box of antipyretic medicine aside, "this plate of medicine only took four tablets, and then you see here."

He pointed to the above production date, "the production date of the drug was December last year, obviously later than other drugs. This bottle of medicine may have been bought after he used Zhang Rui's identity. And this medicine It's a prescription drug. "

Lu Siyu took up the medicine box and looked at it carefully. There was a purple note on it, which indicated the dosage of each time. He said: "this method of marking drugs is different from that of hospitals and pharmacies. Chen Yanqiu replaced Zhang Rui's identity, so he should be very careful not to go to crowded places. His range of activities is limited and may be a small clinic near the hotel. "

Song Wen said: "maybe we are lucky to find out where the clinic is."

The two men packed the suitcase inside and outside again and found no other clues. Song Wen returned the box and took the landing Secretary to Maochang street in the west of the city.

Maochang street is located in the north of Nancheng, which is similar to a shantytown in the old city. After looking for a while, Song Wen found a sign of Ruyi Hotel and drew an arrow pointing to an alley. He parked his car outside the lane, and then walked inside, and there was no parking space.

There are a lot of low-cost houses on both sides of the street, but some of them have to rent a lot of small houses, but some of them are small houses built in the alley.

Many migrant workers live here and even recruit fellow villagers to rent together. There are children running from school in the alley, which makes the place more narrow.

As a corner of Nancheng, it is totally different from those in rural areas or towns. The population density here is obviously higher than that in those places. Moreover, the people here are closer to the prosperity of the city. There are piles of domestic garbage and cigarette butts on the ground in the alley. At best, there is a breath of life, but at worst, there are too many poor people and it is difficult to improve their quality. In particular, there is a huge gap between here and the city, which makes people reluctant.The Ruyi Hotel, it seems that it is not satisfactory at all. The signboards have been washed by the rain and the color can hardly be seen. It is difficult for Fu Linjiang to find this place before.

Lu Si language has been frowning since entering the alley. He is disgusted by the smell here. It seems that there is a lingering smell of sweat everywhere, which makes him a little nauseated. But not far from the alley, there was an old lady swearing in her hometown dialect, which made his head hurt even more.

Song Wen enters Ruyi hotel. A fat woman boss opens the door and leads them into the yard. Song Wen showed his ID card, and the female boss said, "ah, I know, your colleagues just came yesterday and took the things away."

She looked at Song Wen and Lu Si Yu, her eyes twinkled and alert, "did that man commit a big crime? It's not worth your time and again. "

Song Wen said: "the young man was killed. It has nothing to do with you. Let's check the situation and tell me what you think."

Song Wen was not in a hurry to ask about the medicine box, so he casually asked her boss to take them to see the room where Chen Yanqiu lived.

The room Chen Yanqiu used to live in was just empty. Lu Siyu stood outside the door and looked at it. The environment here was not very good. The room was facing north and leaning against the shady side. On a hot day, it also had a smell of airtight.

Looking at this, Lu Si Yu was suddenly very sad. The young man's last time should feel desolate. He had already been seriously ill and isolated himself from his only family member, making himself a kite with broken string.

Song Wen continues to chat with the boss's wife over there, and then begins to ask Chen Yanqiu about his work and rest habits, what he likes to do and what he likes to eat.

The woman boss thought about it for a moment and replied, "he goes out for a walk occasionally and basks in the sun. He either orders takeout or eats in a small restaurant nearby. He likes the wonton at the end of the street and often goes there. That's a quiet young man. I don't talk much. It's very nice. I haven't delayed the money of our hotel. " She thought about it and added, "I think he didn't belong here, and he was not familiar with the people here. During his stay here, he had less contact with the people here."

Song Wen asked again, "has anyone come to see him?"

"I didn't notice." The female boss said this sentence, and suddenly wanted to start what, "however, it seems that once, when I saw him come out, there was a man waiting for him at the entrance of the alley."

"Men? Any more clues? Such as age, height and so on. " Song Wen asked again, this is a new discovery.

The female boss could see that she was trying to recall: "I I didn't see it very clearly. I only saw a figure of my back. It should be a man, a little hunchback. "

After a few more gossips, Song Wen saw Lu Siyu standing on the side, his face turned white. Knowing that he could not bear it, he took out the medicine box from his pocket and asked the main question: "boss, ask again, is there a clinic near here marked with this label?"

The female boss glanced at her and said, "this is Li Mei clinic. It's on the east side of the road. When we are ill, we basically go there to see it. You can go to the front and there is a small supermarket. Just walk there."

Song Wen thanks the boss and pulls the landing Secretary to speak. Lu Si language to the outside of the hospital squat down, cover his mouth and retch. He closed his eyes and rolled his larynx a few times. He held back and held for a few seconds before he dared to breathe.

Song Wen waited for him for a while. He bought a bottle of mineral water from a roadside stall and handed it to him: "it's just a hotel. It's very clean. Chen Yanqiu stayed for more than a month."

Lu Si Yu shook his head: "the taste of living people is too heavy..." There was a problem with the layout of the hotel. It was tough to divide more rooms, and the bedding on the bed didn't wash for some time. Maybe because Chen Yanqiu had lived there, he also smelled a bit of disease and despair. If he stayed any longer, he would be overwhelmed by the smell.

Lu Si Yu took the mineral water to gargle, then closed his eyes and rested for a while, feeling better. He is totally different from Song Wen. Song Wen can chat with anyone he meets, but he just wants to stay away from him for so many years. It seems that Song Wen is the only one who can get close to him.

Song Wen didn't dare to urge him. When he slowed down, he went to the clinic according to the boss's wife. This time, he didn't let Lusi go in. He told him to wait outside.

The clinic was opened in the east of the road. When I walked in, I found that it was full of people. Several old people were infusing fluid here. A middle-aged woman with a mask and a doctor's appearance saw them come in and said, "you have to queue up to see a doctor."

Song Wen shook his ID card and whispered, "I'm a policeman. I want to ask you something about it."

The woman went outside and looked at Song Wenhe's Lu Si Yu waiting outside. She took off her mask and frowned and asked, "I'm the person in charge of this clinic. What do you want to ask? Although I'm simple and crude here, I never do anything illegal. The one who asked me for abortion has never done it... "

Song Wen said: "it's not about the operation of the clinic." Then he took out the box of medicine and showed it to the woman. "Did you prescribe this box of medicine? I want to know something about it. "

Li Mei looked at the Purple Label: "it's from me, but this medicine is commonly used. I don't know how much I have to prescribe every month. I don't necessarily remember."Song Wen took out another picture of Chen Yanqiu, "do you have an impression of this young man?"

Li Mei thought for a moment and nodded: "some impressions."

Song Wen suddenly came to the spirit: "this is the key person in the case we are investigating now. What happened when he came to the clinic, please remember it."

Li Mei thought about it and said, "it seems that at the end of last year, it was more than a month. One day it was raining heavily and there were not many patients. Then an old man came to me with this young man. The young man was very weak and had a fever. I could not judge his condition at that time, so I could only prescribe some antipyretic drugs to him. Let him go to the big hospital

"Old man? Is it his family or something? " Song Wen frowned and asked, in the previous boss's words also mentioned a man, that man and this old man is the same person?

Li Mei said: "I'm not sure. At first I thought it was his father. Later, the young man called old man uncle. Then the old man didn't say a word in the process of seeing a doctor. After watching, the two left. Then the second time was about half a month later, the young man had a high fever again. The old man came to find the prescription of the last time. I gave him a box of medicine and told them to go to the hospital again. The old man promised well at that time, and I don't know whether he went there later. "

With only a few words, the patients in the room could not sit still. There was a man looking at the door and calling, "Dr. Li..."

Li Mei looked back and said, "wait a minute, wait a minute, right away."

Song Wen continued to ask, "what does that old man look like and what characteristics does he have?"

Li Mei shook her head and pointed to the room: "you can see how many patients I have to come here in a day. I can remember that they are still a little strange to see that young man, as if he was seriously ill and knew his condition. However, he refused to let me have a detailed examination. The old man accompanying him is an ordinary old man. I don't want to know any characteristics and height I have got up. Even if you show me a picture, I don't necessarily recognize it. "

Song Wen asked a few more questions. Li Meidu said that she couldn't remember clearly. The patient in the room urged her to go back. Song Wen had to let her go and gave her a business card, telling him what relevant information he thought of.

Finally, Li Mei asked him, "what happened to that young man?"

Song Wen said, "he was killed."

Li Mei was stunned for a moment. Ah, her expression was a little sad and regretful. She went to the clinic.

Song Wen walks down the steps of the clinic. Lu Si Yu asked him, "who do you think the old man would be?"

Song Wen said: "we have checked before, Chen Yanqiu's relatives are not here, and he has no friends. Maybe Are you also a patient? " Then he shook his head and denied this possibility. "It's not like a patient. If he is a patient, he can at least prescribe medicine for him instead of taking him to a small clinic to prescribe antipyretic drugs."

Lu Si Yu licked his lower lip. He had a bold idea in his heart, but because he was too bold, he did not dare to say it easily. There are still too few clues.

Song Wen looked at the time. It was 4:30 p.m. when he went back to the Municipal Bureau, he would get off work soon. He put his hands in his pockets, considered for a moment, and said, "let's go. Let's take a look around here."

Lu Siyu didn't speak. He was a little bit frightened when he stayed here for a long time. Fortunately, as he got out of the alley, the taste was much better.

Song Wen didn't seem to be in a hurry. He walked around and had a look. He felt like killing time. Two people along the street, walked to the end of the road, Song Wen pointed to the front of the wonton stand and said: "go, go and ask again."

The stall was very small, with only two tables and a few round stools. The boss was very enthusiastic. Song Wen didn't dare to let Lu Siyu eat at random. He ordered a fresh meat wonton and asked Lu Siyu a cup of warm water.

Looking at the boss busy at the side, Song Wen whispered to Lu Siyu: "in the past, when I was an intern police officer, searching was my favorite link. Although data work is very important, solving a criminal case should not be sitting in the office. Only when we get in touch with each other can we feel that this is a real person. At that time, the old police with me always told me not to worry, the clues were in life, and sometimes there were unexpected gains. At that time, I was just learning criminal investigation portraits. I liked to carry sketch books with me at any time. When I saw people with interesting looks, I would draw them. " Song Wen broke off a pair of disposable chopsticks and recalled, "that old policeman often said a sentence. If you don't understand people, you can't solve a good case."

After a while, the boss cooked wonton and brought it up. Song Wen tasted one and nodded: "Oh, don't say, it's really delicious. Do you want to try it? "

Lu Siyu hesitated for a moment, as if he was worried about the sanitary conditions here. Seeing that Song Wen ate very well, he finally took one of his chopsticks and ate it into his mouth. The thin skin and meat filling of the wonton were well mixed. It was not so amazing, but it reminded people of the taste of home.

Lu Si Yu sits aside, holding a disposable paper cup in his hand, feeling the temperature of the water and the fragrance of wonton in his mouth.

At this time, the sun was setting and the sky was getting dim. All kinds of migrant workers were off work, chatting and joking, and gradually gathered from the prosperous places of the city.Lu Si Yu looked at it quietly, and suddenly felt that it was not so annoying and unbearable.

They are really doing their best to get close to Chen Yanqiu. Although he died half a year ago, they went to see the hotel he stayed in, walked the road he had gone to, went to the clinic he had been to, and ate the chaos he had eaten.

I just hope that I can get closer to him, understand him and find out the real cause of his death.

Song Wen finished the wonton and went to show the boss a picture of Chen Yanqiu. The boss nodded and said, "yes, this man used to eat at my stall before the Spring Festival last winter. Sometimes he was alone, sometimes an old man and two people together. Later, I didn't know why, so I didn't come again. " Speaking of this, he gave the photo to the owner of the stall and lit it up. "This is the man. Do you still have an impression?"

That boss is a small toy business, put a few toys in front for people to loop, he frowned and said: "look familiar, but let me think about it."

Song Wen generously took out ten yuan: "three circles, you think slowly."

Then Song Wen stood in front of the line, and threw two of them casually. Holding the last circle, he turned back and said with a smile, "do you want to try it?"

Lu Siyu was stunned. He reached for the circle and looked at it. It was small and light, and it was easy to throw it away. He had never played with it since childhood. When he was a child, he felt childish, but when he grew up, he saw through it even more. He thought that this was the trick of the stall owner. Nine times out of ten times, he couldn't catch it.

Song Wensheng's feeling was difficult, so he threw it away. The circle in his hand flew out and landed on the head of a white rabbit doll. He shook it and caught it.

Lu Si language originally did not report any hope, so after throwing, the whole person was stunned.

Song Wen said with a smile, "boss, I'll give you something."

"Well, that's good luck!" The boss smiles and hands the toy to Lu Siyu. Lu Si Yu is a little overwhelmed. He looks down at the toys in his hand, but he doesn't look like what he would buy. The toy rabbit was made of felt, fluffy, squinting and sticking out its tongue.

Song Wen looked at him and whispered, "how lovely."

Lu Si language did not respond to it. He held the rabbit in one hand and said, "it's quite lovely. I don't know how to get it. I'll make a toy for the wolf when I go back."

Song Wen said, but in his heart, what he said is not a rabbit.

The stall owner suddenly thought of something: "by the way, the man you mentioned, I remember, they also set a circle here. At that time, the young man always looked this way when he ate wonton. Later, they bought ten circles and took away a model of Nancheng tower. That was the only one. I was so distressed at that time."

"South Tower?" Song Wen was a little stunned after hearing this. He and Lu Si language looked at each other, and suddenly they remembered something. There is no such model in Chen Yanqiu's relics. They have seen the same model in another place - the windowsill of Zhang Congyun's house.

Song Wen found a picture of Zhang Congyun for the stall owner to see.

The owner nodded and said, "yes, that's the man. At that time, I said that it was very interesting for father and son."

After hearing this, Song Wen and Lu Si Yu's faces changed.

These two people, one is the family members of the victims of the accident, and the other is the person who carried out the car accident. But they knew each other. Before Chen Yanqiu's death, they used to frequent each other for a period of time

More importantly, Zhang Congyun was lying before!