Criminal Investigation Files

It wasn't until ten o'clock in the evening that the scene was fully controlled. All the children had been registered and sent to the contacted hotel for settlement and rest. Special personnel were in charge of arrangement and care.

The flow of people at the entrance of the Municipal Bureau finally dispersed in an orderly manner. All the parents registered and went home to wait for the results.

After all this, everyone feels extremely tired.

At 10:30, Lu Siyu and Song Wencai returned home.

The little wolf was already suffocated at home, and when he saw them coming back, he rushed towards them, and then seemed to smell the blood all over Lu Siyu's body, he froze with his tail between his legs, and looked at him suspiciously.

Lu Siyu said to Song Wen, "I'll take a shower first." Although he washed his hands and face in the city bureau, there were still a lot of blood on his clothes.

"Well, you go, be careful of the wound on your head, I'll slip the dog away first." Song Wen deftly picked up the rope for walking the dog, rubbed the little wolf's ears, "Good boy, you're overwhelmed."

The little wolf had known him for a long time, yelped twice, and followed Song Wen away, before leaving, he looked back at Lu Siyu reluctantly.

Lu Siyu took a change of clothes and walked into the bathroom, took off his clothes and turned on the shower head, the warm liquid dripped down, washing away the blood stained on his face, hands and hair.

The thick and dried blood melted with water, turned light red, smeared on his feet, and then gradually disappeared.

It was Yu Huizhi's blood, that woman died in front of him today.

It is also a warm liquid, the feeling of water flow is completely different from the feeling of blood.

The water is pure, warm, and comfortable, wrapping him like a lover's soft soothing voice, as if it can take away all the filth.

The water flowed across his body, along the neck and collarbone, flowed over the slender waist, and across the newly left scar, which felt a little numb, and then continued to flow down the slender legs.

Lu Siyu washed very carefully, including his fingers. He used the bath lotion twice until he could no longer smell any blood. Then he wiped his body and changed into a white one. The shirt came out and I dried my hair again.

Song Wen had brought the little wolf back at this time. He watched Lu Siyu walk over with his head down, went to get the medicine box from the cabinet, stretched out his hand and pulled him over, rubbed alcohol on the wound on his head, Finally kissed him on the forehead.

Lu Siyu, who had just taken a shower, had a fresh fragrance on his body.

Song Wen explained to him: "Don't be too sad, we will find new clues."

Lu Siyu looked up at Song Wen, pursed his lips and said, "I'm not depressed, I hope that the children can return to their families smoothly."

He and Song Wen are very clear that those children will be completely different from ordinary children after these years of experience. They will be more sensitive and vulnerable.

Those children had tasted evil and did not know what kind of seeds would be sown in their young hearts.This turmoil may subside for a while, but the follow-up may take several years or even more than ten years.

Then Lu Siyu lowered his head again: "I'm still thinking about what we should do next."

The moment he saw Yu Huizhi's death at first, he felt a little flustered, but as time went by, he gradually became relieved.

Every time he is knocked down, it means that he is stronger.

From the point of view of the chess game, the two sides are now more evenly matched.The more eager the other party was to get rid of Yu Huizhi, it showed that their thinking was correct.

They have now taken the initiative and are no longer being led away by each other, which is a good thing.

They are getting closer and closer to each other's core, and the tighter they push each other, the more flaws and lies they will reveal.

The end of this battle is coming soon.

Song Wendao: "I'm also thinking about who might be the gatekeeper of hell."

"There are no clues yet. Maybe we haven't contacted this person. Maybe he is the white whale we call." Lu Siyu made a decision, "I want to sort out all the information and context of the case again."

Although the whole case has been questioned several times by many people, but many of them have not passed through his hands, and Lu Siyu wants to sort it out again by himself.

In those cases, there must be some clues that were overlooked by the predecessors.

Lu Siyu, who had just taken a shower, looked more and more white and clean, his eyes seemed to be stained with water vapor, and his thin lips were also painted with an attractive water color.

Song Wen couldn't help but think of the first time he met Lu Siyu, at that time he thought he was silent and deserted.

But as he got more and more in touch, he felt that the person in front of him was fresh, smart, and brave. He looked thin, but nothing could defeat him.

Thinking of this, Song Wen felt very sorry for him, and said, "I'll be with you tonight." Then he asked Lu Siyu, "Are you hungry? Shall I make you some supper first?"

Lu Siyu lowered his head and thought for a while. He felt that he should not push himself too hard. He had to eat enough to be able to work. The food in his mind spun around, and he suddenly said, "I want to eat dumplings. , but it's a bit late now, isn't it too troublesome?"

It's past eleven o'clock now, even if the action is fast, it will take more than half an hour.

After Song Wen and Lu Siyu lived together, he hadn't seen him making dumplings yet. He heard him say it at this moment, and said to him, "As long as you want to eat it, you can do it any night. Your husband and I have the skills to cook dumplings." It’s first-class, and it’s okay to make dumplings, but the dumpling skin and stuffing..."

In the past, these were all done by Li Luanfang. She would buy machine-made dumpling wrappers and minced meat from the vegetable market, wrap them with Song Wen, and let him cook them. Song Wen had never done manual work since he was a child. Making dumplings was forced to practice ingenuity.

Every time Li Luanfang deliberately cooks more, puts the rest in the refrigerator and freezes them in a fresh-keeping bag, and takes them out every time she doesn't want to cook, which is very trouble-free.In Songcheng at that time, every time he came home, there was ready-made food, and after eating it, he patted his butt and went to work immediately, which made Song Wen very envious.

Lu Siyu raised his head and said, "It's fine if you know how to make bread and cook, I'll do the rest."

There is good black pork at home, and it is thawed in warm water first.

Then it took Lu Siyu 10 minutes to make up a face-to-face meeting very quickly. Song Wen was dumbfounded. He had never thought that making a face-to-face meeting was such a simple matter.And not only that, after the reconciliation, the basin was clean, the dough was smooth and soft, and Lu Siyu's hands were also clean, with no flour at all.

At this time, part of the meat is also melted, and then thawed in a microwave oven, and it is quickly made into a meat puree with a blender.

Lu Siyu asked Song Wen: "What kind of dumplings do you like?"

Song Wen said dog-leggedly: "I'm not picky about food, as long as it's made by you, I like it."

There were no leeks at home, so Lu Siyu chose cabbage as a side dish.

While making it, Lu Siyu passed on Song Wen's exclusive secret manual: "I don't really like chopping scallions and ginger and wrapping them in dumplings. If the time is wrong, there will be a smell of dead onions, but those spices must be put in."

He went to get two scallions, a large piece of ginger, and a handful of peppercorns, and cut the scallions and ginger into small pieces.

Song Wen felt that watching a beauty cook was like a beautiful painting.

When Lu Siyu was cooking, his techniques were clean and quick, and his movements were smooth and flowing, which made Song Wen never get tired of watching him.

Then he watched Lu Siyu raise the oil pan, frying a pot of spices and seasonings, and the whole kitchen was filled with the aroma of seasonings.

Lu Siyu filtered the fried onion and ginger oil, let it cool down, mixed it into the meat filling, added a little water and an egg, in order to make the meat softer and more tender.

Cut the cabbage with a cooking machine, sprinkle with a little salt, and squeeze out excess water.

Lu Siyu added cooking wine light soy sauce and pepper powder to the prepared meat stuffing, then dark soy sauce to adjust the color, and added a few spoonfuls of oyster sauce to increase the flavor.

After the meat is mixed, put the cabbage in, and stir in one direction.Finally, according to the amount of filling, add salt.

After finishing the stuffing, Lu Siyu took out a rolling pin from the cabinet that came with buying other tableware, and took out a large panel, which he hadn't used in the past, but came in handy today.

Lu Siyu kneaded the dough a few more times, he lowered his head, his long eyelashes moved slightly, and his expression was very calm.

The freshly kneaded noodles are very soft, and are quickly kneaded into long strips, cut into small pieces, dipped in dry noodles, rolled a few times, and a dumpling skin with thin sides and thick middle is ready.

Now, Song Wen finally had a chance to get started. He took a piece of dumpling skin in his hand, put the filling in the center of the dumpling skin, and then squeezed his index finger and thumb hard, and a dumpling with thin skin and big filling was ready soon. up.

Lu Siyu glanced at it and said, "Not bad."

Song Wen was rarely praised: "I didn't expect that I would also have hidden skills."

The two of them worked together very quickly. After a while, dozens of dumplings were baked, and it took less than an hour.

Lu Siyu simply cleaned up the kitchen, and Song Wen went to cook the dumplings.

The dumplings with white belly were quickly out of the pot, Song Wensheng came out, and took vinegar and sesame oil.

It's midnight now, and many people may have already entered their dreams. The two of them, who had been busy all night, sat opposite each other at the restaurant table, eating dumplings while they were still hot.

It seems that this attempt was relatively successful, and the cooperation between the two is also full of tacit understanding.

Lu Siyu picked up the vinegar bottle, poured half a bowl of vinegar for himself, and then put a full layer of sesame oil on it.

Song Wen's eyes were straightened: "Little ancestor, I know you like sour food, but you should drink less. Don't irritate your stomach when you turn around."

Lu Siyu said: "It's not that I want to drink so much, the dumplings are dipped in enough vinegar to have a soul."

So Song Wen watched him pick up the dumplings, dip them in half a bowl of vinegar like swimming, put them in his mouth, chew them a few times, and said with satisfaction: "It's not bad."

These dumplings are not only good-looking, but also have thin skins and fillings, and are delicious in color and fragrance.

Song Wen unconsciously poured some more vinegar, dipped the dumplings, put them in his mouth, and a burst of fresh fragrance exploded in his mouth.

This is Song Wen's first time eating such delicious dumplings. The dumpling skins made by himself are much thinner than the ones bought, but they are also very chewy.

The water in the cabbage is not squeezed too dry, and the delicious soup flows out as soon as you bite it down. The dumpling filling is almost a meatball. When you eat it in your mouth, the meat is tender and soft. The cabbage is crunchy and has a bit of flavor. The sweetness of the vegetables, and the most wonderful thing is that the flavors of all the seasonings have been integrated into the oil, the aroma of green onion and peppercorns is contained in it, but there are only meat and cabbage in the dumplings, without any other impurities at all.Eating such dumplings feels like a kind of enjoyment in life.

Lu Siyu also lowered his head and ate. Song Wen's method of making dumplings was different from his. The dumplings he made were much more delicate in comparison. Song Wen's method of squeezing dumplings could put more fillings in, allowing Dumplings have a more intense flavor.After eating a few dumplings, his whole body was warmed up, and those troubles at night were swept away.

Song Wen ate more than 20 in one go, and then asked Lu Siyu: "You make dumplings so delicious, why haven't I seen you make dumplings before."

Lu Siyu's chopsticks stopped and said: "My family used to like making dumplings, and my parents insisted that my brother and I come to help together, making dumplings a rare family activity. Later, I became a person, and I I don't like eating dumplings..."

Making dumplings is a joy for the whole family, making dumplings while chatting, but when he is alone, it becomes a kind of loneliness.

One person kneads the noodles, one person adjusts the stuffing, one person wraps it, and one person eats it... The dumplings that are bitten into the mouth feel bitter.

Chinese people have the habit of eating dumplings. They eat dumplings during the Chinese New Year, during the winter solstice, when they are happy, and when they are free.

Every time this kind of time comes, Lu Siyu will cook something simple to eat, so that he can forget about dumplings.

Song Wen realized that he had mentioned something that shouldn't be mentioned, so he paused and said, "I'm sorry."

Lu Siyu looked up at Song Wen and said, "It's okay, now we are two people."

He used to be lonely, but now, Song Wen is like a bridge between him and ordinary people, and this society.He is eating dumplings at this time, and his heart is no longer the pain of losing his family, but makes him feel full of happiness.

Song Wen picked up another dumpling, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's the first time I've eaten such a delicious dumpling since I grew up."

Lu Siyu said: "From then on, I will cook it for you often."

After eating the dumplings, Lu Siyu felt that the food comforted his body and gave him a sense of satisfaction, and all the fatigue in his body was swept away.He sat on the sofa, Song Wen walked over and sat beside him.

Lu Siyu leaned against Song Wen naturally, and Song Wen held him loosely in his arms, with one arm around his waist, and the other gently stroking his hair, as if to comfort himself Home full of cats.

Lu Siyu wrote and drew in his notebook for a while, then raised his head and said, "I'm almost done."

They went to the study room on the third floor together. Lu Siyu put on his glasses with a serious expression. He chose a blank wall and began to write on the wall with a whiteboard marker.

Lu Siyu had read all the relevant files and files before, and he kept them firmly in his mind at this time.He started drawing from one branch, one by one small cases, related people, related situations, and wrote them up bit by bit.He would stop sometimes, collect his thoughts, and then continue.

Song Wen sat on a chair, discussing a few words with him from time to time, adding some details of the case.

Lu Siyu arranged the cases one by one according to time, and recorded the people and events of each case.From Long Jinrong, Xia Weiwei, to Wu Hongyou, Bai Luorui, Chen Yanqiu, Dai Xiaoman, Yu Huizhi.

At two o'clock in the morning, Song Wen saw that he couldn't help, so he yawned and went downstairs.

Now is the most peaceful time in this city. Outside the window is endless darkness, as if the whole world has fallen asleep.

Song Wen dried the previously washed clothes in the washing machine, took out the milk from the refrigerator, and put it in the microwave oven. After a minute and a half, the microwave oven made a beeping sound.

After he went upstairs with the hot milk, Song Wen was stunned.

A complex and complete relationship diagram has been drawn on that white wall. All the cases and all the details cover the entire wall.

During the few minutes he went down, Lu Siyu used lines to connect all the cases.Some nails were pressed on the wall, wrapped with red thread, and the veins were clear. Facing this picture, Song Wen could only use two words to describe it: spectacular.

Each person seems to be a node, forming several modules, and the whole project becomes a picture, a network.

With the accumulation of primitive financial resources, the support of medicine and technology, and the supplement of manpower, the white whale is running a huge and evil empire.

Those evils that have been dormant for a long time are finally depicted in their complete shape, and they are gradually moving towards the truth of everything.All the red lines belong to one place, and there is still a blank space there.

Song Wen looked at his beloved. Lu Siyu was standing in front of the wall at this time, with a tall figure. He was wearing a white shirt and staring at the wall quietly. It was clearly a white wall. But it seems to contain endless darkness, and the black overflows, as if it will engulf the whole world.

From many years ago until now, he crawled out of the underworld, walked through the extreme cold step by step, faced the blade, walked to the edge of evil, burned himself in blood, and the sea of ​​blood and tears was at his feet.

Lu Siyu stretched out his right hand. Under his sleeve, his ankle was slender. He slightly pursed his thin lips, with a firm and fearless expression, and wrote those two words in the last blank space - "Moby Whale ".

That is his lifelong enemy.

The behemoth sunk in the bottom of the sea is about to be discovered and surfaced.

Lu Siyu checked it one last time, closed the cap of the pen, followed the lines of his gaze, and landed on a name.

Then he took the hot milk that Song Wen handed him, took a sip, and said with burning eyes: "Now, I have the direction of the next investigation in my heart."

Up to now, they still need to further search for the source of darkness.