Criminal Investigation Files

At six o'clock in the morning, Lu Siyu was escorted by Song Wen to the hospital to have his wound re-bandaged and received a tetanus shot before returning home.

Afterwards, Fu Linjiang also sent a message. After the girl woke up, she told him some things about last night. She finished rescuing the patient yesterday, and she got off work a little late. On the way back, she met the murderer. Most of the following , are consistent with what Lu Si said.

The murderer was wearing security clothes, first controlled her, and then knocked her unconscious. She was awakened during the attack, and felt that the man was strangling her neck, unable to breathe, passed out, etc. She opened her eyes again, and saw Song Wen, and other policemen...

Zhuang Yi finally settled down and studied how to tell the media and the public to make the transition natural, let people ignore his previous reasoning mistakes, and maintain the image of an expert.

Today, this case has finally seen the dawn of detection.

This day was busy again until [-] o'clock in the morning. They didn't come home until others went to work. They hung out to dry for half a night, and the clothes on their bodies were already dried by the heat of body temperature.

As soon as he entered the villa, Lu Siyu collapsed on the sofa without changing his clothes. Logical reasoning seemed to be just a matter of opening his mouth, but it was actually the most exhausting. He felt a little exhausted, his brain stopped spinning, and his stomach was empty Yes, let him have no strength at all.

Song Wen couldn't stand it any longer, and went to pull him up: "Go take a shower, be careful not to get the wound wet, then come out with a change of clothes, eat something, and go to bed to sleep again."

Lu Siyu felt that he couldn't even open his eyes, so he waved his hands: "The clothes are already dry, let me lie down first."

The morning light shone in, and the room was bright, without the haze of last night at all.Those bad feelings also lingered away with the improvement of the case.But Song Wen knew that now was just a break time, and soon a new round of game with the murderer would begin.

Song Wen looked at Lu Siyu's snow-white side face, with his long eyelashes closed, and he had nothing to do with him: "What about your cleanliness? What about obsessive-compulsive disorder? Can you sleep even if you lie down like this?"

Lu Siyu didn't even open his eyes, and said in a flustered voice, "When you get close to Zhu Zhechi..."

Song Wen was laughed angrily by him: "I'm not like that either, go quickly, or I'll help you."

Before Song Wen reached out, Lu Siyu, who was lying dead, opened his eyes suddenly. He remembered the time when Song Wen applied medicine to his legs yesterday, and immediately blushed from the tips of his ears to his cheeks, and rushed to the bathroom .

Song Wendu was stunned, and muttered in a low voice: "What... are you thinking..."

Half an hour later, Lu Siyu came out after taking a shower and changed, and saw a hearty breakfast on the dining table.

Warm soy milk, well-fried eggs and bacon, plus a hot porridge made from yesterday's leftover rice.Lu Siyu couldn't help but praised: "Captain Song, I can't see that you have become virtuous too."

Song Wen took a quick shower, had been waiting for him for a long time, and replied to him: "Close to ink is black."

Although his cooking skills are not as exquisite as Lu Siyu's, he can still make breakfast at an edible level.

Lu Siyu hummed, and sat on the chair, Song Wen stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, a bit unexpected, his body temperature was very normal, but Song Wen's hand was hotter.

Lu Siyu blinked, looked up at Song Wen with a pair of good-looking eyes, and then grabbed his hand: "Don't be so nervous, I know it myself."

Song Wen snorted: "Last time you caught a cold after getting wet in the rain, have you forgotten about the stomach bleeding in the middle of the night?"

Lu Siyu drank a spoonful of porridge, and his Adam's apple moved, which also caused the red mole on his neck to move: "That was an accident..." After a busy night, his last meal was the milk that Song Wen bought for him, and he was already hungry Lulu, after drinking the hot porridge, I feel much more comfortable.

Then he picked up the soy milk, the temperature was neither too cold nor too hot, Lu Siyu took a sip, and commented: "Well, not bad..."

Song Wendao: "I know, you like to add a spoonful and a half of sugar."

More is too sweet, less is too bland, only one and a half scoops can increase the sweetness without covering up the mellow aroma of soy milk.

Lu Siyu didn't expect Song Wen to notice his little habit, and said, "Thank you."

Song Wen looked at him: "Not only do I know this, I also know that you don't like coriander, celery, and bitter gourd. If it's meat, you can make fat, but you will pick it out. You like cooking. Put vinegar, if you put ginger, you must cut it into large pieces, you need to add sugar to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes, if it is a dish with green onions, you won’t eat the leftovers if you reheat them.”

Lu Siyu said: "Team Song really observes carefully, and will teach you how to cook slowly in the future as a reward."

While eating breakfast, Song Wen thought to himself, I also know that you like to drink plain water, drink at least eight cups a day, and you are used to starting from the little finger when you cut your nails, because your thumb is always bitten bald by you, When you make a typo, you often choose to change a piece of paper. When you are nervous, you will lick your lips. When you drink milk, your hands will be cold. If you are too tired, you will have stomach problems. When you wake up from a nightmare at night , you call your dog by name...

Song Wen didn't try to understand these things deliberately, but they were imprinted in his heart unconsciously. At this moment, when he thought of them, he felt warm in his heart, and even Lu Siyu's tiny expression, he would know that it was What's the meaning.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a while, Lu Siyu turned to look at him: "Captain Song, what are you thinking?"

Song Wen lowered his head: "Nothing."

The two of them finished their breakfast in a hurry, Song Wen simply cleaned up the table and the kitchen, filled the little wolf with dog food, turned around and said to Lu Siyu: "Take a break, go back to sleep, I'll go to the city Check it out."

Lu Siyu was a little surprised: "You didn't sleep all night last night."

"Don't worry, I'm in good spirits." Song Wen said and put on his coat, "Now the media probably got the news, and the clues from the physical evidence forensic doctor will come out soon, Gu Ju, Zhuang Yi, there are many I have to keep an eye on things. Besides, Lao Tian and others will pass by later, I can't slip away and sleep at home."

Lu Siyu hummed.He also knew in his heart that when the case came to this point, it was the most critical time.

If there are new victims, or if there are any mistakes, Gu Ju's black hat may be lost.

They must use the fastest speed to catch this beast.

Although he really wanted to be by Song Wen's side, Lu Siyu was a little powerless now. If he didn't take a rest, he might suffer from physical problems.Thinking of this, he stirred up the porridge in front of him: "Then I'll sleep, and I'll meet you later."

Song Wen drove all the way to the Municipal Bureau, and as soon as he reached the stairs, Zhu Xiao ran up and down the stairs and bumped into him head-on, and said hello to Song Wen: "Team Song... Ah no, Captain Song, congratulations. "

Song Wen stroked the handrail of the stairs for a moment: "What do you mean?"

Zhu Xiao looked around and said in a low voice: "Just now, I went to help Gu Ju install a software on his computer, and then I saw a courier from outside. Gu Ju opened it and put it on the table. It's you The appointment approval process. The provincial bureau has already approved it, and it is probably waiting for a good day to announce it."

Song Wen didn't feel too happy when he heard the news. Instead, he had a bad feeling in his heart. He continued to ask Zhu Xiao, "What about Lu Siyu's share, have you seen it?"

Zhu Xiao was taken aback: "Xiao Lu has only been here for half a year, is he going to be transferred?"

Song Wen waved his hand and did not say directly: "It is the end of the internship period ahead of schedule, if not, forget it."

Zhu Xiaodao: "I watched Gu Ju take out the courier, and there was only that piece of paper in total."

When Song Wen heard this, he finally understood, thanked Zhu Xiao, and continued to go upstairs.

Zhu Xiao responded and watched Song Wen go upstairs. His reaction to Song Wen was a bit strange. It stands to reason that anyone who heard about the promotion and salary increase would be happy, but why did he feel that Song Wen was so worried? ?

Song Wen walked all the way upstairs to the temporary office of the special case team. There was no one here for a while. Song Wen sat at the desk and took out his mobile phone, opened the address book, swiped his fingertips, and then stopped in Songcheng After hesitating for a moment, Song Wen still locked the phone screen.

He thought in his heart that in the current situation, it would not be good to ask the consultant bureau. Lu Siyu and his two appointments were submitted together. Logically speaking, they should be approved together. Even if they are not approved, there will be a rejection letter , now there is only one copy, and there is only one possibility, that is Lu Siyu's copy, which was seized by Song Cheng.

The trouble should end it.

After thinking about it, Song Wen seemed to have no other choice but to ask Song Cheng. He pondered for a moment, then unlocked the phone and pressed Song Cheng's name.

The phone rang twice, and the other party finally picked it up, and Song Cheng's voice came over: "Hello, I'm Song Cheng, what can I do for you." His voice was flat and calm, as if he had received a call from a subordinate.

Song Wen called out: "Dad..."

Song Cheng was silent for a moment and said: "I thought, your son didn't save my phone number."

Song Wen also felt that according to the normal father-son dialogue, it seems that he should exchange a few words first, and after thinking about it, he asked: "Dad, are you in good health?"

It seems that since high school, Song Wen seldom communicated directly with Song Cheng. In his life, his father has always been missing. Except for the years of divorce, even if he is still in the marriage period, he is not busy, just As he was busy, Song Wen gradually became indifferent to him.

Li Luanfang was in charge of most of the things in his life and study, looking for his mother when he was short of money, and looking for his mother when he had something to do. After arriving at the police academy, it seemed to be even more so. Even during family gatherings during the Chinese New Year, Song Wen sat next to Song Cheng ,in silence.He was no longer used to how to communicate with Song Cheng.

Song Cheng was silent for a moment and replied, "It's not bad."

Song Wen is unfamiliar with him, and Song Cheng is not familiar with this son...

He remembers that when Song Wen was in elementary school, he pretended to be a parent to sign and was chased all over the street by him with a broom bump; Police academy, I will not have your son.

But in the blink of an eye, the son grew up. Song Wen didn't grow up, and he returned the son to inherit his father's career. He was very good. Song Cheng was happy about this, but the father and son were equally stubborn, and he didn't know how to pick up this job. Father and son love.

There was another moment of silence on both ends of the phone, neither the father nor the son seemed to know how to continue the call.

After a long while, Song Cheng spoke first: "Your promotion report, it's time to go to the Municipal Bureau, right?" After thinking about it, Song Wen probably came to him because of this matter.

Song Wen followed the topic and said, "Dad, since you approved me, you should equip me with an assistant to the detachment leader according to the regulations. I want to ask, is my colleague unqualified?"

Song Chengdao: "Detachment leader's assistant detective, although called an assistant, but in fact the level and treatment are equivalent to the team's deputy team, according to the regulations, usually choose many years old policeman, as the detachment leader's assistant, his qualifications are obviously not in line with the position. "

Song Wendao: "However, his work ability is outstanding. He has a lot of research in forensic medicine and criminal investigation. We cooperate with each other tacitly. I think he is fully qualified for this job except for his qualifications."

Song Cheng paused and asked Song Wen, "I don't need to talk about the scene, I want to know, why did you choose this person?"

Song Wen said honestly: "He is meticulous, has a strong copywriting ability, and has a wealth of forensic and criminal investigation knowledge. He can conduct criminal profiling and has a certain degree of research on criminal psychology. These are of great importance to the usual case solving. This is what most old criminal policemen can't do."

"Sometimes there is only a thin line between people who are familiar with criminals and those who can become criminals." Song Cheng asked again, "Do you know him?"

He went to check Lu Siyu's resume, and the identity of the survivors of the 519 case undoubtedly made him hesitate. Although the police said that there is no case where the victim cannot be admitted to the police academy, and he cannot be a policeman, but Song Cheng knows the level of the 519 case. how deep.

The relationship between Lu Siyu and Wu Qing, and the involvement in the case still made Song Cheng a little worried. His instinct told him that this person might be problematic and dangerous.

Song Wen was at a loss for words for a while. In terms of understanding, he felt that no one in the city bureau got closer to Lu Siyu. He even said that with Lu Siyu's personality, few people could get close to him... only He has always been by his side, and he knows many of his hobbies and habits, but until now, he has not found out what the purpose of Lu Siyu's coming to Nancheng is, and there are still mysteries about that person that he cannot solve. There is always a faint worry in my heart...

Song Cheng on the other end of the phone was still waiting for his answer.

"I don't know how to describe him. What should have happened to him, maybe he has some behaviors that are different from ordinary people, but I know that in his bones, he is a good person with a sense of justice." Song Wen took a breath , plucked up the courage and said, "No matter what, I've identified this person."

Song Cheng knew Song Wen well. He had never heard Song Wen say such a thing since he was a child, nor had he heard Song Wen ask him anything. He never thought that Song Wen would say that for that person.

"Choose him," Song Cheng asked in a deep voice, "Do you not regret it?"

Song Wen unconsciously clenched the phone tightly, and said firmly, "Never."

On the other end of the phone, Song Cheng sighed silently. He suddenly remembered that when he was the detachment leader in Nancheng, Wu Qing was the detachment leader's assistant detective at that time. Wu Qing just laughed it off.

It turns out that so many years have passed in a flash.

Song Chengdao: "Well, I approved that one today, and it will be delivered by express delivery." He paused for a moment, then remembered what Li Luanfang said before, gritted his teeth, and said, "If you really believe it, during the Chinese New Year this year, you will bring him Come back for a year."

The old man spoke these few words very fast, and his tone was very strong, with a meaning that could not be denied, like a leader issuing an order.

Song Wen heard this abruptly, and it took him a while to realize what Song Cheng was talking about. He just felt his head explode: "Ah, what?...Dad, no...Listen to me, we are not ..."

The phone has long been hung up...

In Ruyi Restaurant in Nancheng, near noon, the whole small restaurant began to become lively.The legal reports are still playing on the TV, and the small restaurant is full of the charming aroma of food.

The guests who came to dinner were all whispering, talking about the new news they heard this morning, and there was another victim...

The city is more and more shrouded in fear, and those people who thought it was nothing to do with them finally felt a little nervous after goingssip after dinner and gossip.

"...In the police report this morning, we learned that there was a new victim in the Nancheng serial murder case this time, but fortunately, the victim survived and was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment. Here We once again remind the general public to pay attention to the safety of going out at night. Today, we still invited Professor Zhuang to give us further analysis..."

In the small restaurant, the guest sitting at table two was facing a simple fried rice with eggs, and his back was facing the TV. Hearing this, he unconsciously squeezed the spoon in his hand tightly.

The young couple came to eat again, and still sat at table No. [-]. The girl ordered food, watched TV for a while, and said, "This is the fourth victim, right? How dare this person surnamed Zhuang Come out, I fooled you for a long time last time, but I didn't catch anyone for so long."

The boy advised her: "Don't say that, those policemen are not easy. Recently, I see that there are a lot more patrol cars on the street, and they are probably working overtime."

The girl snorted and picked up her chopsticks: "Working overtime is overtime. If you can't catch people, isn't that inefficient? The safety of the citizens can't be protected, and our taxes are for nothing."

The boy shook his head and said, "The murderer dared to commit crimes against the wind, he must be insane, and the police are also a high-risk occupation. Besides, in such a big city, the murderer didn't have the word murderer written on his face. It's not that hard to find a pervert." It's easy. Think about the Baiyin case and the Hwaseong case, how many years have you been investigating it."

The girl urged him: "The dishes are here, let's eat quickly, there are still things to do in the afternoon."

The program on TV is still going on: "...According to the latest information, we have drawn some new conclusions. I want to revise what I said before. There may be only one murderer, and he has two personalities, which is what we often say Many people think that dual personality is far away from us, but in fact it is a relatively common mental illness... Among the two personalities, the night owl personality is a violent personality, cruel and violent, and the night butterfly personality is an abnormal personality ...In fact, Ye Die is manipulating the killing..."

"This morning, the police issued a wanted list for the suspect based on the witnesses' description. I will interpret the characteristics of the suspect given by the police: the murderer's age is between 25 and 30 years old, his blood type is 0, and his height is about 175. He is engaged in heavy physical labor at night and rarely moves during the day, so his skin is fair, his figure is not too big, but he has great strength..."

"...according to eyewitness testimony, his voice was very hoarse, and he may have a throat disease, causing heavy breathing..."

"Now the murderer we are looking for is a quiet and honest-looking person. He doesn't speak much, is not sociable, likes to be alone, has few friends, and does not participate in various parties and activities. The murderer has a dual personality, probably Six to eight months ago, he started becoming more moody, talking to himself, talking to himself..."

"... His range of activities is within the range shown in the picture... The usual means of transportation is the night bus. His clothes are very ordinary. In the latest case, he bought a security uniform as a disguise. A week ago, he just Bitten by a dog, there are bruises on his body, he may have gone to a small clinic to bandage..."

"...At present, the police have obtained his fingerprints, blood, and made a simulated portrait. As long as he is caught, he can be brought to justice..."

"I hope the general public can give us clues..."

"We will definitely catch this murderer!"

This time, the police released a large number of details about the case, and released the portrait of the murderer again. This time, the portrait synthesized the opinions of the new victim and made some fine-tuning, which is also closer to the image of the murderer.

The boy looked at the portrait that appeared again on the TV news, put a chopstick of shredded fish-flavored pork in his mouth, and said inarticulately: "It's all down to this point, it's a bit unreasonable if I can't catch it... "

The girl hummed: "I always feel that this portrait looks familiar..."

Suddenly, there was a clatter, and the customer at the second table next door accidentally knocked the chopstick holder to the ground, and the yellow chopsticks were scattered all over the floor. It was a young man wearing a hat.Everyone was listening intently, but in an instant, everyone's eyes were on him.

"Oh, it's all right, I'll pick it up...I'll take it to wash later." The boss came over to help with a smile while talking. He picked up a few chopsticks and raised his head inadvertently, but his face suddenly turned pale.

This guest is an old guest, who always sits at table No. [-]. He has been eating here for more than three years. In the past, he used to eat quietly and honestly at his seat alone, and was easily overlooked. It was the first time that the boss saw his face clearly at such a close distance...

Under the cover of the brim of the hat, the face was very pale, with light eyebrows, high cheekbones, and small eyes, almost exactly the same as the portrait that was playing on the TV screen now... so close, he could even hear his heavy breathing Voice.

"You..." The boss opened his eyes wide and spit out a word subconsciously. He suddenly withdrew, stepped back half a meter, and distanced himself from the guest. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead in an instant.

All of a sudden, other customers in the store also noticed the abnormality in this place, and stood up one after another, casting their guarded eyes over.

"It was discovered..."

"We've been discovered..."

The guest stood up hastily, and knocked over the chair again with a bang.He didn't hide his figure anymore, got up and rushed out towards the door of the store.

A net of sky and earth has slowly spread over the city.

Where the sun shines, there is nowhere to hide from darkness.

He panicked, like a wild beast that had been spotted, running into the depths of various alleyways, into the depths of the city...