Criminal Investigation Files

On that afternoon 11 years ago, outside the school bathroom, Ji Meiyun looked at the two bars on the test paper, trembling with anger, her heart was pounding, and she wanted to do something.

"Sister, sister... don't go..." Ji Meiyu, who was only 13 years old, held Ji Meiyun's hand firmly. Her face was full of tears, and there was fear in her eyes. She was really afraid that Ji Meiyun would make some impulsive actions things to come.

"If I don't go, do you expect your parents to help you out? Are you being bullied for nothing? Let's forget about this matter?" Ji Meiyun became anxious and threw away her younger sister's hand.

Compared with her younger sister, she is slightly taller and has a more violent temper, like a firecracker that catches fire at one point.

Sometimes, Ji Meiyun really wondered if this younger sister was born with the same parents as herself.

She is pungent, cunning, and has both ways. Whether in class, school, or at home, she is like a rose with thorns. Everyone loves her, but everyone is afraid of her.

Even if they were performing together on the stage, with similar faces, Ji Meiyun was the one with the louder voice and more eye-catching.

But her younger sister is like a delicate pear flower, her voice is much lower, and she always shows a timid expression, afraid of saying the wrong thing or doing the wrong thing.

My sister loves to cry more than she loves to laugh. It really seems to be made of a ball of water.If it wasn't for her elder sister Ji Meiyun, she wouldn't be able to be alone.What's more, she looks weak and easy to bully, many boys who dare not pursue Ji Meiyun will harass her.

Knowing that day, Ji Meiyun was trembling with anger. When she met Wang Haobin who rushed out of the door, her first reaction was to give him a hard kick. The murderer didn't dare to say a word, and ran away.

But no matter how hard that kick was, it couldn't compare to the injury her sister suffered, especially after she knew that her sister was pregnant.

"Why didn't Zhang Dongmei dare to go to Wang Haobin, but came to us to cry? Don't you understand? Whether it's Zhang Dongmei, Wang Haobin, or those other boys. The stronger you are, the weaker they are," said Ji Meiyun and Ji Meiyu Theoretically, there are many bad people in this world, but those bad people are all bullying.

"Sister... don't go..." Ji Meiyu cried and repeated this sentence, seeing her pear blossoms with rain, Ji Meiyun's heart softened again, her sister looks so much like her, looking at her like It is to see another self in the world.

The younger sister was worried about her, afraid of affecting her, Ji Meiyun calmed down, she took out a tissue to help her sister wipe away her tears, now that something like this happened, the younger sister should be the most hurt and painful.

She comforted her and said: "I won't go alone, I will find boys who I have a good time with, and go to them together, at least let these two people pay some price..."

Ji Meiyu cried and shook her head: "I don't want more people to know about this matter... This matter is already like this, let it pass, I think... I want to solve it, end it, forget It." As she spoke, she hugged Ji Meiyun.

The sister's hands wrapped around Ji Meiyun's waist, the girl's embrace was full of warmth, and they could hear each other's heartbeat: "Sister, I know, you are doing it for my own good, don't go, I will get up, I will I will be strong, and I will have my happiness..."

At that time, Ji Meiyu probably didn't know that such an experience would change her life.

Eleven years later, in the temporary interrogation room of the Lianhua Mingyue Building in Nancheng, Ji Meiyun was in a daze for a moment.This time, no sister held her back, because her sister was dead.

Song Wen looked at Ji Meiyun in front of her, and her expression told them that Lu Siyu's previous reasoning was correct.

Now that the key physical evidence is in the hands of the police, it is useless for Ji Meiyun to deny it...

Tonight's video and the witnesses present can prove that this silk scarf was once wrapped around her neck, and it was stained with Zhang Dongmei's blood.

Song Wen looked at the suspect in front of him, and asked the crucial question again: "What happened to your sister?"

Only then did Ji Meiyun seem to wake up. She stretched out her hand to stroke her hair, then lowered her head and smiled wryly: "My younger sister committed suicide three days ago by taking medicine. She died of an illness, but her in-law's family, who had never been married, went to the hospital. , changed the cause of death, just to make it sound better..."

Song Wendao: "Is your sister's death related to Zhang Dongmei's blackmail?"

Ji Meiyun sighed, she lowered her head, her whole body was like a rose that was about to wither: "Just a few days ago, my younger sister suddenly committed suicide by taking medicine, and that's when I realized that she had actually been suffering from depression for a long time. I had been working in other places before, so I hurried back home and read my sister's suicide note."

"And the cause of my sister's death was mentioned in the suicide note. She mustered up the courage to confess her past experiences to her fiancé. She didn't want those things to become a rift between them, but the man was furious. , wanted to cancel the wedding that had been prepared. The reason for my sister's collapse was because she suddenly found out that the man really didn't love her, he just regarded her as a pretty vase that was very face-lifting to take out, and now she found this There may be cracks at the bottom of the vase, so he can't wait to hide away from her..."

As for the outcome of her younger sister, Ji Meiyun had already expected it a long time ago. She thought that this marriage would not last long, and her younger sister's frail personality was not suitable for living in that circle.

Since the time of the wedding was set, the other brides-to-be were happy, but the younger sister was getting thinner and thinner day by day.

Even if the incident didn't break out between them, there are still other hidden dangers. Ji Meiyun once persuaded her younger sister, but her younger sister was a little stubborn.

Now that Ji Meiyun thinks about it, her sister's reaction at that time may have been a sign of depression...

She didn't know, if the things that year hadn't happened, if the lie continued, whether her sister would have reaped her happiness...

at this point.

Ji Meiyun's voice became a little dry: "I once asked my sister why she wanted to marry that person, and she said she really loved him. My sister is a silly girl, and she actually...doesn't want to marry into a wealthy family. She was just... just confused by that man's rhetoric. Ordinary girls like us, if we marry, we need a prenuptial agreement and a property certificate. What an advantage, she probably was really dazzled by love at that time."

When the glass castle was shattered, Ji Meiyu finally found out that she was not Cinderella wearing glass shoes. After waking up from the dream, she gave up on herself and chose to commit suicide to end her life.

In the funeral home, when facing her younger sister's body, Ji Meiyun sat quietly beside her, and finally scolded her: "Silly girl!"

She couldn't figure it out, her sister was so weak, why did she hesitate so much this time?Suddenly telling her fiancé about that incident, suddenly becoming more depressed, and deciding to commit suicide, all of this was a bit too sudden.

She vaguely felt that something had happened before, those things were not mentioned by her sister and she didn't know about them.

"I know my sister's usual password, and all the chat records on her phone were cleared before she died." Ji Meiyun said with a wry smile, "Maybe, she doesn't want anyone to see those things, I hope I passed away quietly, maybe she didn't want me to help her with something... But I was so angry at that time, I wanted to find out what my sister had experienced during this time, and I didn't want her to die in an unclear way. "

"I can only see her last correspondent, including Zhang Dongmei. Then I checked my sister's remittance records and found that she had made two remittances to Zhang Dongmei. At this time, I received an invitation from Tan Shan. They joined the group, where they discussed how to deal with Zhang Dongmei."

She pursed her red lips: "At that time, I probably guessed what happened. My sister was also blackmailed by that woman. She didn't want to be blackmailed any longer, so she found her husband and wanted to marry her." Confess everything, this is the trigger of the tragedy. But I'm not sure yet, I want to take the opportunity of the party to ask Zhang Dongmei personally."

"At that time, I decided to come here and figure it out. During the meal, I asked Zhang Dongmei about the blackmail. She cried and admitted her fault, and even cried and apologized."

"Originally tonight, during the video recording, I kept reflecting on why I appeared here...I wondered whether Zhang Dongmei's punishment was enough. After all, although my sister's death was caused by her, It has something to do with her, but there are other reasons too. I think my sister, and I don't want her own sister, to avenge her, become a murderer..."

When Ji Meiyun said this, she raised her head, and a tear finally fell from her eyes: "But when I came back to get my things at night and was about to leave, I heard... Zhang Dongmei cursed her students loudly on the rooftop...she Said her students are assholes, ungrateful white-eyed wolves... She said the world is sorry for her... I realized at that time that no matter how we treated her before, she didn't have a shred of guilt in her heart for what she did , her apology was all fake, she didn't realize how cruel her actions had caused...whether it was in the past or now..."

She paused and said, "Then my dead sister, why did her life become like that?"

Speaking of this, Ji Meiyun's eyes became hazy: "I originally wanted to argue with her and tell her the news of my sister's death, but when Zhang Dongmei saw me, she seemed to be crazy and started to grab my hair. It was because she was drunk that she was pushed downstairs, and what happened next... probably you all know. I..." Her voice trembled, but her eyes became firmer, "Admit my crime."

After Ji Meiyun said these words, her eyes flickered, and more tears poured out. Now that things have happened, she can finally cry happily.

"What about Zhao Yuliang? Did he help you kill Zhang Dongmei?" Song Wen asked again.

Ji Meiyun hesitated for a moment, cried and shook her head: "No, I did everything by myself, and I didn't see him."

In September 13 years ago, Ji Meiyun took her younger sister by the hand and walked into the lush junior high school campus.The younger sister combed her twin ponytails, and she looked very strange wherever she looked.She quickly found the class she was in, and waved her: "Sister, I'm going, that woman is our class teacher, she seems very serious... But, I will study hard..."

"Oh, if someone dares to bully you at school, you must tell me." Ji Meiyun, who had already entered the second year of junior high school, felt like an adult at that time.

More than ten years later, things changed and people changed, and the music ended.

In the Mingyue Tower by the Lunjiang River, the night is already deep, and the street lights are on to dispel the darkness.

Now after ten o'clock in the evening, the blockade of the street has been lifted.

That grand carnival has passed, and hundreds of thousands of people flowed away, and those people returned to their respective homes with beautiful memories.

Maybe a few years, or even ten years later, they will still remember that they have watched such a grand ceremony.

However, not many people may remember that this night, a teacher was killed by her student's sister and fell to her death downstairs in Lianhua Mingyue.

Zhang Ziqi sent the handcuffed Ji Meiyun to the police car.

Ji Meiyun lowered her head, she was still wearing that red dress, under the night light, she looked like a delicate rose.Just before entering the police car, she turned her head and looked at the pool of blood at the door of Mingyue Tower. Then she pursed her red lips and resolutely entered the police car.

The forensic doctor's corpse truck has also arrived, and will take Zhang Dongmei's body to the funeral home for a final autopsy review.

Song Wen stood on the steps at the entrance of Mingyue Tower, watching silently. For some reason, he didn't have much resentment towards the suspect, and he didn't have much sympathy for the deceased. Maybe it's because Zhang Dongmei has done too many wrong things.

At this time, the street is a bit desolate, with paper scraps and garbage scattered all over the ground, and sanitation workers are silently cleaning it.

Cheng Mo took the students out, not forgetting to tell: "Well, you come to the Municipal Bureau tomorrow, write a testimony, sign it, and then everything will be fine."

He turned around and looked at Tan Shan: "Teacher Tan, don't take things too seriously, we are all here to solve the case..."

Tan Shan didn't say anything, didn't defend herself, and didn't say any words of gratitude. She tightened her neckline, looked lonely, and turned to leave, as if the person who fell down the stairs was her, and she was already dead. After reading it again, there is only one walking dead left.

Cheng Mo watched her take a few steps, and suddenly chased after her: "Teacher Tan, I know, you are a good teacher...Well, I have a car, so I parked nearby, I will take you back, oh, Let me explain to you, in the future..."

Zhao Yuliang kept looking at the police car transporting the prisoners, watching Ji Meiyun get in the car and leave, and then walked in that direction.

Meng Tiantian pulled up her mask and called her manager: "Hey, I'm fine, um, I've come out... Where are you? What? Drinking to celebrate? That's unnecessary... ...I'm so tired now, I want to go home and sleep...There's an announcement tomorrow morning."

Under the neon lights, on the bustling street corner of Nancheng, several people came here from different directions, and at this time they walked in different directions.

The next class reunion, I don't know when it will be, but at this time, the shadow that has always enveloped them has dissipated.

With his hands in his pockets, Song Wen looked at Lu Siyu beside him. Following Lu Siyu's gaze, he saw Qian Jiang standing a few steps away.

The young man was standing on the side of the road at this time, looking even taller, with a cynical smile still on his lips, as if tonight's case had nothing to do with him.

Song Wen asked curiously, "Why don't you leave?"

Qian Jiang said: "I'm waiting for the car to pick me up." Now that the road closure has passed, the car can come here now.

Song Wen asked again: "Although that matter may have nothing to do with the case, I'm still curious. What you didn't say before, what is the matter of being blackmailed by Zhang Dongmei?"

Several other students said that they were caught by Zhang Dongmei, but what did he do before?

Qian Jiang touched his nose warily, his eyes flickering: "Now this...isn't it an interrogation?"

Song Wen speculated: "I retrieved some information from your class and found that a classmate named Wang Haobin had his legs broken by several masked outsiders when he was in the third year of junior high school. The police did not find the murderer at that time. The case was settled, and your classmate was disabled for life and could only sit in a wheelchair, so he dropped out of school. But I found out that your family seemed to have paid some money to Wang Haobin's family at that time."

This kind of behavior is tantamount to being private. Maybe Wang Haobin has some evidence, maybe Zhang Dongmei knows something.

Qian Jiang hesitated for a moment, looked at him and said, "At that time, I was underage..."

This sentence is equivalent to the default.

"I just want to clarify my reasoning, and I'm not going to turn the tables on you," Song Wen said.

"At that time, I liked a classmate in my class, and I was bullied by him all the time, and this scumbag was threatening people everywhere, and he was extremely arrogant. Students of that age, after watching too many superheroes, would hope that there are really superheroes in this world. Batman, there is Iron Man, who can come out to help us solve our problems..." Qian Jiang withdrew his smile and looked towards the dark city, "Later I found out that it is good to have money, and you can do some things with money. I don't think the law should be trampled on, but I've heard a saying that 'animals should not be protected by human rights and laws'."

Song Wen looked at him. It was difficult for him to judge the young man in front of him. From a certain point of view, what he did was correct, but from a certain definition, it was wrong. The case back then was not It belonged to him, and it was hard to find any clues, and he didn't want to dig through the past.

Qian Jiang sighed and said, "Really, when it comes to junior high school, adults seem to have an inherent impression that it should be a carefree student era, a pure first love, and every day the children tirelessly spend time on the playground. Running around. But when I think about it now, I will never get enough sleep, the disgusting and helpless teacher, the endless exams like the Shura field. And those lingering campus discrimination, campus violence... Compared with when I was a teenager, I seem to like the adult society more, although there is no winter and summer vacation... I don’t know if it’s only our junior high school or high school, or it’s like that.”

Song Wendao: "A small number of people may be happy, but most of them should be the same."

People's memory will be beautified, and many adults may think that their school days are beautiful.

Of course, during that time, there were definitely some memorable moving points, such as good teachers, good classmates, the passion during the sports meeting, and the touch when leaving school.

But the main theme is still the heavy schoolwork, the never-ending exams, and the layers of papers, which make people suffocate.

If you meet one or two not-so-good teachers like Zhang Dongmei, or classmates like Wang Haobin, it will definitely not be a good memory.

Qian Jiang asked again in a low voice, "By the way, the one you took away just now is not from our class, right? That...maybe our classmate's sister?"

It turned out that he also saw it.

Song Wen asked him: "Does Zhao Yuliang like Ji Meiyu or Ji Meiyun?"

Qian Jiang thought for a moment and said: "When playing Truth or Dare, he said to Ji Meiyun, I liked you when I was in junior high school, and you often wore a red hairpin back then. I still thought about it at that time, Ji Meiyu didn't Wearing a red hairpin. I figured it out when I was locked in the room. Although they are similar, there are still some differences between the two sisters."

Song Wen hesitated for a moment, but still told him: "Ji Meiyu has passed away, she committed suicide before her wedding..."

Qian Jiang was silent for a moment to digest the news, his eye circles were slightly red, and he said: "Ji Meiyun did such a thing tonight, she is a hero in my heart."

When Qian Jiang said this, he seemed to feel that it was not good to say these things in front of the police, and he explained: "No way, I am such a person who has no three views and has corrupt morals. Looking back, can I help her?" Get a good lawyer or something."

Song Wen didn't mind his words too much, he asked him: "Who was the person you liked back then?"

"Aren't you policemen who solve cases like gods? Guess what." Qian Jiang said, waving his hands, "My car is here, I'll see you later, officer."

Song Wendao: "Your mobile phone password can match the birthday of one of them tonight. I think it should be that person."

Qian Jiang waved his hand again, without turning his head, his voice blew over with the night wind.

"it's already over."

The question in his heart was answered, Song Wen turned to Lu Siyu and said, "Let's go, let's go home."

Lu Siyu seemed a little sleepy, and nodded slightly.

It's autumn now, there are too many people to smell it at night, and then the air is filled with the smell of fireworks, and now I can finally smell it, the sweet-scented osmanthus is blooming.

The two walked silently on the street at night.

Every process of exploring the case, searching for the truth bit by bit, is like opening a box wrapped in layers. Before opening the box, people don't know what is inside, it may be love, it may be hate , could be vicious, or it could be regrettable.

Everyone was once a pure and kind child, like a blank sheet of paper.Even I can't tell the difference, because one day, which thing, I got bigger little by little, learned more, put away my innocence, and waved goodbye to my past self.

There are some people, we will firmly remember, that is the feeling of love, the moving of the heart.

There are also some people who will remember clearly, they should be hated, those people constitute the hurdles on the road to growth, overcoming them, you will grow a hard armor, but looking back, Still feel very disgusted.

This world is so big, there is pain, disease, death, sorrow, and confusion, this is the reality of the world.

Fortunately, as much evil as there is in this world, there will be as much warmth to offset it.