Criminal Investigation Files

The typhoon finally passed, and in the afternoon, the sky began to clear up, and later on, sea traffic resumed.

After Lu Siyu and Song Wen surveyed the scene where Wu Hongyou hanged himself, they went to a nearby farmhouse for dinner, and called Gu Ju. Then they returned to the Happy Hotel and told Officer Du everything.

The explosion case and Wu Hongyou's suicide case will be investigated by the Xinchuan Municipal Bureau.

The notebook and the hair found at the scene will be used as important evidence in the 519 case, and they will be brought back to the Nancheng Bureau for further investigation.

Lu Siyu and Song Wen had already had no intention of staying, bought tickets for the earliest ferry in the afternoon, and then bought bus tickets from Xinchuan to Nancheng online.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, at the port of South Shark Island, a medium-sized ferry slowly approached the shore.

The boat was not as big as the one they had come in, and the condition was not as good.There was no navigation on the island for almost two days, and some islanders who wanted to leave the island for business also boarded the ship with all kinds of luggage.

The boat docked at the pier for about 10 minutes, and it took a while before it opened.When we set off, about half of the seats on the boat were filled, and there were obviously many more people than when we arrived.

As soon as the boat sailed, Song Wen's cell phone rang, he looked at it, and it was Qiu Lan who made a tearful expression, "Brother Song, we didn't know you checked out until we came back from the seaside to investigate the seabirds, why are you so Are you leaving soon?" The tone was obviously a bit reluctant.

Song Wen thought for a while, but still replied to her: "I have to leave beforehand."

Qiu Lan replied to him after a while: "Okay... I knew you were not as simple as a painter. Now that the cake shop is gone, we can only eat farmhouse music. Teacher Su compresses the time of our business, maybe we will also I will go back soon. Also, Amy seems to have had a fight with Chen Zui recently, and I bought a ticket to go back tomorrow, I hope she can quit those things when she goes back."

She seemed to have a premonition that she might not have any interaction with Song Wen in the future, so she fought a bunch at a loss.I want to put an end to this acquaintance.

Song Wen replied to her: "There will be a period later."

After a while, Qiu Lan also replied: "There will be a period later. I wish you happiness and happiness in the future..."

Lu Siyu heard his phone kept ringing, turned his head and asked, "What, is there something wrong?"

Song Wen shook his head: "No, Qiu Lan is saying goodbye, didn't he text you?"

Lu Siyu sat by the window, looked sideways at the sea and whispered: "I changed the SIM card back."

His face was a little indifferent and indifferent, as if those other people had nothing to do with him, he didn't need to communicate with ordinary people more, and only lived in his own world.

For him, this trip to South Shark Island is over. Those people have never met before, and they should never see each other again in this life.

Song Wen put the phone back in his pocket and looked at Lu Siyu. The person in front of him was clean and alienated, and more importantly, he belonged to him.

Suddenly, there was a commotion on the boat, everyone on the boat looked towards the window, and Lu Siyu and Song Wen also turned their heads to follow.

At some point, the sun broke through the clouds in the sky, and rays of sunlight shot out from it. Suddenly, a large group of seabirds flew out from Nansha Island not far away.

If you didn't see it at this time, it would be hard to imagine that such a small island once hid so many birds.

Under the sunshine, a large group of seabirds spread their wings and flew from the island, making clear chirping sounds. There may be tens of thousands of those birds. After the typhoon, they flew to the sky and are about to start their new journey, gathering in groups The team began to fly south.

The flapping wings of the seabirds seem to be inlaid with a layer of golden feathers under the sunlight. The scene is spectacular and beautiful, like a beautiful oil painting.

And the South Shark Island, as their transit point, became their shelter when the typhoon came.

Seeing such a scene, Lu Siyu couldn't help leaning sideways against the glass, looking up at the seabirds.

The golden sunlight coated his side face with a golden line, and his eyebrows were reflected on the glass. Song Wen felt his heart move when he saw it, and put his arms around Lu Siyu's shoulders, and moved closer, looking out the window .

The cruise ship took them away from the small island far away from the world, the bustling city of Nancheng, waiting for their return.

In the afternoon, in the Nancheng Bureau.

Nancheng was also affected by some typhoons this time. It rained for several hours from last night to morning, and finally cleared up in the afternoon. I went to Lingcheng.

As soon as the wind and rain stopped, Song Cheng went to a nearby hotel to pick up Wu Qing.

It was still the October [-]st holiday, but the Nancheng City Bureau was full of intense work.

All computers and personal items in the office were tagged and removed one by one.

These items range from desktops and notebooks to storage boxes, printing paper, and pens. A team of technical investigators from the provincial bureau is checking all office hardware and software.

From these various measures and details, it is not difficult to see the determination of the leaders to dig deep and investigate the city bureau.

Song Cheng pushed Wu Qing's wheelchair, accompanied by Gu Ju, and walked through the corridors of Nancheng Bureau.

Several staff members of the technical investigation saw several leaders coming and came out to say hello: "Good afternoon Song Bureau."

Song Cheng asked the leader among several people: "Ye Zheng, is the current inspection going well?"

That person was a technical detective talent brought over by Song Cheng from the Provincial Bureau, named Ye Zheng.This person is not tall, a little thin, with a baby face and slightly curly hair. He looks like a university student, or if he wears a schoolbag and a school uniform, some people will believe it if he pretends to be a high school student.

But this person is actually the deputy captain of the technical investigation of the Quanjiang Provincial Bureau, and he is 27 years old this year.

The so-called technical reconnaissance is technical reconnaissance, that is, the use of scientific and technological means to collect and preserve evidence.

Ye Zheng graduated from university and entered the provincial bureau. He is a veteran in this line of work.

At this time, he turned the electronic pen in his hand and reported: "All the computer scans of the police's internal personnel will be completed in about two hours. In addition, all communication equipment, call records, account information, and assets under the name are also being verified. among."

Song Cheng hummed and reminded: "Don't forget the relevant information about your family."

Ye Zheng replied: "The information of the spouse is also being inquired."

Wu Qing waved his hand, and said slowly: "This case is different from ordinary cases, but there are too many traces that ordinary people can think of. Please pay attention to search, relevant retired personnel, information under the names of minor children, especially You can't let go of some corners."

He was afraid that the children might not realize that what they were about to face was an extremely cunning fox.

Ye Zheng smiled and said: "Teacher Wu, don't worry, I know that the people inside the police station are to be investigated. As a person who betrays the police, he is naturally familiar with ordinary investigative methods. It is not easy to catch them. However, as long as we give us some time, there will always be clues."

Song Cheng said: "Don't worry, check slowly, don't rush for a while." Then he solemnly said, "I will give you two more days."

When Gu Ju heard Song Cheng's first sentence.I thought I could have a few days of grace, but I didn't expect the result to be the day after tomorrow, so I became nervous.

Ye Zheng has long been accustomed to this kind of work rhythm, and nodded: "Okay!"

Ever since Song Cheng dealt with Xu Changying's funeral and brought Wu Qing to Nancheng, he proposed to clean up the Nancheng Bureau and find the source of rumors and news.

This cleansing took the entire city bureau as the scope and the criminal investigation department as the focus, and all the various materials and information of all relevant police officers after they entered the job were all checked.

For the sake of strictness, since they entered the Municipal Bureau, all personnel not related to the recent work of the Municipal Bureau are not allowed to enter the Municipal Bureau building.

The technical investigation team started working all night long.

Listening to Song Cheng and Wu Qing's arrangement of work, Gu Ju thought to himself that the provincial bureau was really efficient, and if it was their own inspection, it would probably take a month.

It just so happens that there are no cases these days. It seems that after the October holiday, the investigation will be over.

As the direct leader of the Municipal Bureau, he has always been very worried. Will someone in the Nancheng Bureau betray the news, and if so, who will it be...

Song Cheng asked again: "By the way, Gu Ju, did Song Wen answer your call?"

Gu Ju hurriedly replied: "Yes, we got in touch at noon today. Song Wen said that he and Lu Siyu are together, and they can come back to Nancheng later."

Song Cheng's tense expression finally relaxed, but his tone was still serious: "When I get back, I will personally listen to the explanation of your detachment leader!"

Hearing Song Cheng's ending sound a little heavier, Gu Juhan came down: "Okay, I'll call him again and ask him to get out of the car and come to the Municipal Bureau immediately."

Song Wen was strongly recommended by him, and such a big incident happened as soon as he took office, and Song Wen turned around and went after Lu Siyu.Gu Ju had no choice but to deal with the whole process by himself. Fortunately, the director of the provincial bureau did not punish the matter too much, but asked Song Wen's whereabouts several times.

When Gu Ju went to make a call, Wu Qing pondered for a moment, then raised her head and said to Song Cheng, "The communication was interrupted when I went to the island, and it has only recovered now. This is a bit strange..."

Song Cheng frowned after hearing this, "You mean man-made sabotage?"

Wu Qing thought for a while and said: "It's too simple to destroy the communication on the island, but finding the base station and destroying the power supply is enough to cause a communication interruption on this small island with a small population... If This is not an accident, it seems that some people don't want them to contact the outside world." Having said that, Wu Qing felt a faint sense of unease.

Anyway, Song Wen and Lu Siyu sounded like they had left the island safely, Wu Qing hoped that his feeling was wrong.

At 04:30 in the afternoon, on the bus from Xinchuan to Nancheng, Song Wen closed his sketchbook and rubbed his brows. He had just drawn half a picture, and the car shook.

Song Wen carefully put the book into the handbag, but his wrist still inevitably touched the zipper of the schoolbag. Song Wen frowned slightly. The injury on his left wrist was not healed yet, and when he moved too much, he felt a burning pain.

Then Song Wen looked sideways at Lu Siyu who was sleeping on his right shoulder. From this angle, Lu Siyu's skin was white and his eyelashes were long, moving gently with his shallow breathing.

The car has already got off the expressway and is about to arrive at Nancheng. Although it was only a few days, it seemed like a long time. Although Song Wen couldn't bear to disturb his sweet dreams, he still poked Lu Siyu and called him Wake up and said: "Hey, it's almost time to stop, wake up, sweat, don't catch a cold later."

Lu Siyu hummed, leaned back for a while, and rubbed against Song Wen's shoulder like a small animal.

They sat for nearly three hours by boat, and then another hour by car, and finally returned to Nancheng City before evening.

Whether it is by boat or by car, it is swaying and noisy.The cars and horses were exhausted, and Lu Siyu was a little sluggish. As soon as he got in the car, he curled up and leaned on Song Wen's shoulder, and finally fell asleep for a while.

The car dealer entered the underground parking lot, so Lu Siyu opened his eyes reluctantly. Last night was another typhoon, another explosion, and he went to investigate the scene early in the morning. He didn't sleep well at all.

Song Wen helped him straighten his messy hair, "When you turn around, go home and sleep at night."

Lu Siyu asked, "Where are we going now? The Municipal Bureau?"

He was in a daze before, as if he heard Song Wen answering a call from Gu Ju.

Song Wen nodded, stood up and took the backpack from the luggage rack with one hand and took it down: "Gu Ju specially called, we will take a taxi and go directly to the Municipal Bureau later."

Then he took off Lu Siyu's bag and handed it to him: "My father and Uncle Wu are both here."

When Lu Siyu heard the word Uncle Wu, he knew that it was referring to Wu Qing. It seemed that this time, whether it was the provincial bureau or the city bureau, they were all preparing for this matter.Before he came, he only told Teacher Wu about his whereabouts. He had also heard about the gap between Wu Qing and Song Cheng before. He didn't know how Song Cheng invited Wu Qing back now.

Song Wen put the handbag containing the sketchbook into the backpack. Lu Siyu looked at it and thought of the two pieces of evidence that were placed on the side of Song Wen's backpack. This was the biggest gain of their trip. The diary They have already taken pictures with a camera and prepared the files, and the hair needs to be sent to the Department of Physical Appraisal for testing.

In addition to explaining these things, Lu Siyu was also a little nervous about meeting Song Cheng.

In Song Wen's description, he had already had some impressions of this strict father, no matter what, he was also Song Wen's father, who was directly under the leadership of the Provincial Bureau, and he felt uneasy about such a meeting...

The car came to a complete stop, and Lu Siyu and Song Wen walked out from the car's underground parking lot following the flow of people.

They usually take the high-speed rail more often, but this time they chose this mode of transportation because the port of Xinchuan is the closest to the bus station, and only cars can go anywhere.It was the first time they came to this station, and now both of them couldn't find the north.

Nancheng North Bus Station is located in the center of the city, not far from the exit, it is the most prosperous streets in Nancheng.

At this time, at the passenger exit, many drivers surrounded them. Seeing them carrying their bags and going out, they surrounded them enthusiastically and asked, "Where are you going? Where are you going? Are you going to An? Are you going to An?"

"The price is negotiable, there are still two people missing, Huaixi District."

Some people came directly to pick up their luggage enthusiastically. If they hadn't met each other before, they would have thought they were here to pick up people.

Song Wen kept avoiding those people, walked to the door, and asked kindly, "Are you going to the Nancheng Bureau?"

The driver didn't hear clearly, maybe he couldn't believe it, he frowned and asked, "What city bureau?"

Song Wen touched his nose, and repeated: "Municipal Public Security Bureau..."

The driver understood it this time, and his face turned pale: "Ask someone else, I won't go..." Without finishing a sentence, he turned around and ran away.

Song Wen wanted to ask someone else, but when he turned his head, those black car drivers were startled flying like birds, scattered in all directions, and the area around the exit was quickly cleared.

"We're really not fishing to enforce the law. The police also need to take a taxi..." Song Wen sighed.

Lu Siyu said, "It's better to take a regular taxi."

The two of them walked out of the station all the way to the bus stop across the road. Lu Siyu took out his mobile phone and used the taxi-hailing app not so skillfully, while Song Wen waved there, trying to hail a taxi.

It's more than five o'clock in the evening, and it's getting dark recently, and the sky will be dark.

The city is like the traffic on the road before they set off.At this point in time, everyone is in a hurry, taxis are rushing to take over, and private cars are afraid of encountering traffic jams during peak hours.

After 2 minutes, a taxi stopped beside them, and the driver rolled down the window: "Which way are you going?"

Song Wen hurriedly said, "Go to Xicai Street."

Probably on the way, the driver waved his hand and said, "Hurry up, I'm rushing to take over."

Only then did Song Wen feel relieved and said, "Master, please open the trunk."

Lu Siyu took Song Wen's bag: "I'll go put the luggage, your injury is still not healed, don't bother."

It was the first time Song Wen saw him take the initiative. Hearing Lu Siyu's words, he felt warm in his heart. He was not stubborn, handed the bag to Lu Siyu, and leaned against the car to watch him, waiting for him to come back.

Lu Siyu took the bag. When he saw Song Wen carrying it before, he felt quite relaxed. Now that he is carrying it, the two bags are quite heavy.

The trunk flicked open softly. Lu Siyu had just put away a bag and lowered his head to put another bag. When he looked up, he saw a man standing on the side of the road not far away.

It was a man in his 30s, with disheveled hair and a thin body. He was bent over, his eyes were blood red, and he was staring at their direction, panting rapidly, looked in his direction, and then looked again. Song Wen.

Lu Siyu didn't know who this person was, and he didn't have any impression in his mind, but he intuitively felt that the man was looking at them.

Then the man rushed over quickly.

"Song Wen!" Lu Siyu called Song Wen almost subconsciously.Before he could remove his hand from the schoolbag, he was bumped by the man, and the schoolbag in his hand fell to the ground.

All this happened so quickly that Lu Siyu didn't even have time to react.

A very soft sound pierced through the air, and then he felt a pain in his abdomen, something sharp pierced his clothes, cut his flesh and blood, and pierced into his body.

It was a fruit knife, and Lu Siyu's body went limp, half leaning against the car.He covered the wound with one hand, and grabbed the man's knife hand with the other, holding the man tightly.

The man still wanted to take the knife away, so he twisted it desperately with his hands a few times. Lu Siyu held him tightly with his hands. The hard knife was stuck in his body, and he could even feel the tip of the knife moving. It was cold, as if the internal organs and flesh and blood had been frozen.He felt that he had always been good at enduring pain, but at this time he couldn't help but let out a low "huh" and endured the severe pain so that he didn't let go.

The man didn't grab the knife, so he gave up the weapon and ran away.

At this time Song Wen rushed over, raised his leg and raised his knee and hit the opponent's abdomen, and then hit the opponent's ear with his elbow.The man suffered from pain, and stretched out his hand to grab Song Wen's left wrist. Song Wen's wound was brought to him, and he didn't hold him for a while.Then the man seemed to be crazy, broke away from Song Wen, climbed over the green belt beside the road, and ran towards the middle of the road.

The man ran very fast, as if he had planned this escape route long ago, Song Wen chased forward a few steps regardless of the injury on his wrist.

What the man did was undoubtedly a suicidal move. This is a busy city near Nancheng Bus Station. Just as he was rushing to the middle of the road, a car that was trying to catch a red light had no time to brake and collided with him with a bang. The man was knocked flying more than three meters away, and fell into a pool of blood.

Such an accident happened almost instantly, the entire intersection was in an uproar, and the vehicles stopped one after another.

It is hard for people to imagine that such a scene happened in the most prosperous downtown area of ​​Nancheng.

Song Wen turned around to look at Lu Siyu's situation. Lu Siyu couldn't hold on any longer, his eyes darkened, and his body fell forward, just in time to be supported by Song Wen who rushed over.

There were bursts of severe pain from the wound, Lu Siyu pressed his hand firmly on the wound, panting rapidly, his eyelashes blinked, and wanted to say something, but he felt the blood rushing up, his body trembling in pain, a word Can't tell either.Song Wen held him in his arms, feeling like his heart was about to break.He didn't dare to pull out the knife. Seeing that Lu Siyu's lips turned pale and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he made an emergency call with his left hand, and folded his right hand on Lu Siyu's hand to help him cover the wound on his abdomen. , warm blood oozing from the fingers...