Mystery Case Tracing [Criminal Investigation]

On the last Sunday afternoon of the year before, Qi Chuchen was sitting on the sofa with his legs resting on Yan Mu's body. Yan Mu gently massaged his calves with medicated oil. As it gets colder, the bones at the gunshot wound in summer have always felt a little numb recently. Yan Mu accompanied him to see the doctor. After checking, the doctor confirmed that the injury itself had no obvious lesions. The advice given was to relax the muscles and invigorate the blood. . Yan Mutuo brought two bottles of medicated oil and helped Qi Chuchen massage several times a day.

"How did you celebrate the Spring Festival in previous years?" Qi Chuchen asked

Yan Mu looked at the scars on Qi Chuchen's calf intently and grasped the strength of the massage: "Generally, go abroad, go to a warm place, close to Thailand, or fly to Hawaii in the distance."

"What about this year?" Qi Chuchen put an arm on the back of the sofa to support his head.

Yan Mu stopped her hands and raised her head: "Where do you want to go? Where are you, where will I be with you~"

"I don't know, maybe I can't get out." Qi Chuchen yawned.

"Then take a rest at home." Yan Mu poured some medicated oil on the palm of his hand and rubbed it warmly, then lowered his head and pressed his palm to Qi Chuchen's calf.

When the phone rang, Qi Chuchen lazily took out the earphones from his pockets and put them in his ears, and clicked on without seeing anyone calling.

The call came from the basic anti-drug side, and he said something that was actually not related to the scope of their work. Recently, an old lady used to report drug trafficking and drug production clues, and she reported the problem layer by layer. From the police station to 110, to the mayor's hotline and the governor's mailbox, she was very up and down. The community at the grass-roots police station has been turned upside down, and this old lady's matter has become a curse.

The object of this old lady's report was not someone else, but her own son. At the beginning, the jurisdiction attached great importance to it, and after various investigations and evidence collection, it was found that it was totally unreal. Given that this old lady had many similar previous convictions, the psychiatrist had asked her to perform a mental health analysis for her before, and the conclusion was: bipolar disorder.

The old lady was unwilling, and it was impossible to cooperate in treatment, so she wondered whether to give him some psychological counseling, and let her toss on like this, I was afraid that many staff in the community police station would have a mental illness.

In the case of two-way affective disorder, the staff dare not start easily. They call to ask Qi Chuchen if he can handle it personally, or who is recommended to assist in handling it.

After listening to Qi Chuchen, he always felt that this matter was weird: "Has she been here before? Have you dealt with it?"

"I have been here twice, and I have received them here."

"Are there recording backups?"

"Yes, because it was a task assigned by the above, I was more cautious at the time, so I recorded it."

"The recording will be sent to my mailbox first, and I will reply to you after listening."

After hanging up the phone, the medicated oil on my calf was almost absorbed, and Yan Mu slid the medicated oil in his hand to his knees. Qi Chuchen's conditioned reflex kicked forward, not too strong.

"Eat my tofu again..."

"The rest will be walking." Yan Mu put Qi Chuchen's legs on the sofa and got up to wash his hands.

Qi Chuchen opened the audio just received and clicked to play it. The audio time is not long, a period of twenty minutes, Qi Chuchen's brow furrowed as he listened.

In the two audios, the old lady clearly explained the basis of her son's drug production and trafficking. Listening individually, each one is very rigorous. Obviously, it has passed a series of textual research. But when you compare the two, you will find many contradictions.

After Qi Chuchen took off the earphones, the sky was already dark. The TV was turned off by Yan Mu at some unknown time. The room was silent, and there were occasional small noises from the kitchen downstairs.

Qi Chuchen rubbed the stiff calf that had been in a posture for a long time, stood up and took the phone and sent a message: I can handle it, but I have to arrange it. I will notify you in the two days.

Dinner on the table has been prepared, oily mandarin fish, crab bean curd, loofah and white shell soup.

Qi Chuchen walked into the kitchen, turned on the rice cooker, and filled two bowls of rice. Yan Mu added a handful of finely crushed corn ballast when cooking the rice, which looked yellow and white and smelled sweet.

Qi Chuchen sat down with the rice, and in the small dish in front of him was the fish belly that Yan Mu had just peeled.

"When did you go out to buy the fish?"

"Just now when you were working."

"This year's Spring Festival may not go out, it is estimated that there is work to be done."

"I originally planned to stay with you at home. Maybe it's time to book a ticket and itinerary. Are you on duty? I can accompany you." Yan Mu took the chopsticks and peeled a few more pieces of fish and put them in the juice.

Food can always soothe the soul. After dinner, Qi Chuchen's mood has obviously recovered a lot.

While Qi Chuchen was washing the dishes, Yan Mu pulled out a small piece of red wine from the basement, took a bag of nuts, poured it on a saucer, brought it to the second floor and placed it on the coffee table, and chose another movie. After Qi Chuchen finished cleaning the kitchen, they went upstairs to watch together.

"There may be some friends gathering during the Spring Festival..." Yan Mu said half of the words in consideration.

"Well, if I don't have a job, I can go with you." Qi Chuchen took a sip of wine.

When he went to work the next day, Qi Chuchen opened the city bureau system and saw the duty schedule of all the subordinate departments in the system. He called the staff of the anti-drug base station and asked the other party to arrange a psychological communication for the old lady on the fifth day of the day. The location was in the base station office, and he personally received it.

The old lady's desire to have a dialogue with the leader is very strong. The staff has made an appointment with her effortlessly. The old lady said that she will not go to other channels to report the problem recently. It is necessary to sort out the evidence in hand and report it all on the sixth day of the sixth year. To the leadership.

When Qi Chuchen heard the staff's feedback, he didn't know whether to smile or what to look on.

New Year's Eve in just a few days, and there is a peaceful atmosphere in the office.

"How many blind dates are scheduled this time?" Qi Chuchen walked into Zhang Chao's office, opened the chair and sat on the opposite side.

Zhang Chao gave him an uncomfortable look: "This is going to be a problem, right?"

"Isn't it that every time a holiday exceeds two days, you must keep the item? I count." Qi Chuchen really broke his hand and counted: "It's more than 5 years!"

"Then you will be disappointed this year. Starting this year, this reserved item has been cancelled." Zhang Chao relaxedly leaned back in his chair and placed his hands in front of him.

Qi Chuchen raised his eyebrows: "Did you find it?"

Zhang Chao did not answer positively: "I just don't want to toss about it anymore."

Before Qi Chuchen had time to ask, whether he didn't want to toss because he didn't want to find it or he had a goal, Zhang Chao interrupted the topic: "How do you spend this year?"

"At home, I can't get out again. In the first part, I was hospitalized for two rounds and rested at home."

Zhang Chao nodded: "Yes, there will be a holiday within two days. I hope that this year the criminals will stop and let us have a good year."

Qi Chuchen took out his mobile phone and looked at it, remembering that he didn't come in for gossip Zhang Chao's blind date: "By the way, some things will arrive in a while. We have them in our team. The things were arranged by Yan Mu. I Just talk to him more simply. I have a list to send you to see later, if you want to add you to tell me, I will add the number with him."

Zhang Chao raised his eyebrows: "Is this family members buying the people to help supervise you?"

"No, this is capitalist wool, not white or white!"

"Okay, tell me when it's time, I'll arrange for someone to pick it up."

Near the end of get off work, the people in the office are still neatly organized, because Zhang Chao is still sitting in the office like Taishan. Everyone thinks whether there is something important, and no one dares to leave for a while.

More than ten or twenty minutes have passed since the end of get off work, and the city bureau building was basically empty. It was approaching the Spring Festival, and everyone was back home. Zhu Zhen and the others gathered together to play games all night during the Spring Festival. Seeing that the three old continents of the forensic doctor, the trace inspection, and the inspection team at the door successively entered Zhang Chao’s office, they couldn’t talk anymore. What did they feel like the Spring Festival, games, Sleeping late is going to be a bubble.

What can prevent the bosses from leaving get off work, that must be a remarkable event.

In winter, the days were short and the sky started to darken. Zhang Chao walked out of the office and called Luo Hao, Gao Rui, and two young criminal policemen to pick up things.

The four people walked down the office building suspiciously and saw a small truck parked in front of the city bureau. When the man in the car saw Gao Rui, he opened the door and walked down a young girl. Gao Rui immediately recognized that Qi Chuchen was hospitalized, and when Yan Mu was in the ward, the girl came over to deliver documents every three days, and she was Yan Mu's assistant.

The girl also recognized Gao Rui and stepped forward: "There is a lot of stuff, do you think we drive in?"

Gao Rui greeted the doorman and directed the small truck to stop in front of the office building. The girl directed the two accompanying people to take down four flatbed trucks from the truck, and then said to Gao Rui: "Just tap it, there may be something inside. It's fragile. You can leave the doorman behind when you use up this flatbed truck, and someone will come to pick it up later."

Several people moved more than a dozen boxes of things back to the office, and a bunch of people were dumbfounded. There was no sign on the outside of the boxes, just ordinary yellow cartons.

Seeing that the things had been moved in, Zhang Chao motioned to someone to close the office door.

"This is a New Year's benefit from Deputy Qi Detachment to everyone, low-key. Remember to thank Deputy Detachment Qi."

After Zhang Chao finished speaking, everyone smiled and looked at Qi Chuchen. With a faint smile on his face, Qi Chuchen shrugged.

After opening the big box, the contents were exposed, and I sorted out three things for one person: a box of 5KG imported cherries, a mention of imported milk, and two bottles of original French red wine.

The outer packaging of everything is not in the original packaging box, but a custom-made pure white packaging box. The appearance looks the same as the New Year goods purchased in any wholesale market.

A group of people chuckled and put their things in the car, ready to go home for the New Year. Zhang Chao was at the end, holding Qi Chuchen's shoulders, saying that he was discussing with the other heads just now to find several departments to gather together during the Spring Festival, and asked Qi Chuchen to consider whether to bring Yan Mu with him.

Walking out, Yan Mu's car parked at the entrance of the office building. The guard seemed to know Yan Mu's car well. If there is an empty parking space in the yard after get off work hours, he will be allowed to drive in and wait.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger in the sky, and the coming year will be another good year.

On New Year's Eve, Qi Chuchen and Yan Mu made dumplings together. Before the zero o'clock struck, the two people walked up to the top-floor terrace. The ground was covered with a thick layer of snow, and they made a creaking sound when they stepped on it. In the distance, the fireworks bloomed, and the sound of firecrackers became denser. Yan Mu put Qi Chuchen in his arms, and the two people leaned their heads together watching the fireworks light up the sky.

"Happy New Year, my love!"

Everything in the world is suffering, life is suffering, life is suffering, love is suffering, and getting your love is salvation.