Criminal Investigation Files

According to the procedure, Song Wen uncuffed Xue Jingming and handed him to Zhang Dahai. Several police officers from the county police station took him into custody without any hesitation.

The procedures here have just been completed, and the ambulance over there has also arrived. Because there are two injured people, the county hospital called two ambulances.Dr. Li was carried up first, followed by Dr. Duan into the car, and Song Wen accompanied Lu Siyu into the other car.

A little nurse in the ambulance was registering, and asked Song Wen who was following the car: "Are you the patient's family?"

Song Wendao: "It's a colleague."

The little nurse asked him to sign and handed him a small folding chair.

The ambulance started, and it was a little shaking when walking on the mountain road. Song Wen sat on a small chair and looked at Lu Siyu who was lying on his side with closed eyes. The little nurse added some rehydration fluid to Lu Siyu, and then connected him to a blood pressure test and heartbeat instruments.

The car was quiet for a while, Song Wen was afraid that Lu Siyu would lose consciousness, so he chatted with him, "Look, this case is basically solved, I will ask you for leave later, and rest for a few more days."

Lu Siyu's hair stuck to his forehead, his eyes were like black jade, he shrank his feet and said, "I haven't finished the report I came over." According to the regulations of the city bureau, a report must be written after this kind of assistance Yes, clearly describe the cause of the incident, what work has been done, and what results have been achieved. Although it does not need to be as complicated as a survey report, it still needs to be written on a few pages.

Song Wen didn't expect that Lu Siyu was still thinking about this at this time, "Don't think so much, take a good rest, and let go of work first, and don't make it sound like I'm squeezing migrant workers."

The car drove up a section of the mountain road, and the road conditions were a bit uneven. It was almost six o'clock in the morning, and the outside of the car window was no longer dark, but a hint of whiteness appeared. The long night was about to pass, and soon, the sun was about to rise.The ambulance didn't dare to delay the time, and there was no car on the road in the morning, so it drove very fast along the way.

Lu Siyu was shaking with the car, feeling sleepy and nauseous. He felt that as time went by, the medicine powder he ate was soaked in blood. The bleeding did not stop, and his stomach was full and painful. A container full of blood.The ambulance was so small that he could only lie on his side, sweating non-stop, and his heart was beating fast. At first he and Song Wen chatted one after another, but later Song Wen said What he couldn't hear clearly, he could only murmur in a low voice.

Song Wen saw that he was a little delirious, so he lowered his head and asked him, "Lu Siyu, what's wrong with you..."

Lu Siyu's hair was soaked with sweat, and he frowned palely.

Song Wen looked at his watch. It was almost six o'clock, and there were only a few minutes left in the journey. He comforted him and said, "Persist on, we'll be there soon."

Lu Siyu himself knew that he couldn't sleep at this time, but his will was like a kite, flying farther and farther, and he couldn't control it at all. The cold and helpless feeling was endless, as if it was going to swallow him up.Lu Siyu only felt that his body was getting colder and colder, his stomach throbbed with pain, and suddenly thought of the word death.

Just this thought made him seem to be standing on the edge of a cliff, and there was an abyss under his feet. Everyone was dead, whether it was his father, his mother, or those strangers. He had seen so many corpses. One day I will be one of them...

It seems to be dead, but it is all over.

But why, is he still alive?

Lu Siyu knew in his heart that sometimes, being alive is infinitely crueler than being dead.All that was left to him was hunger and death... He seemed to be asleep when he was awake, and he seemed to be awake when he was asleep, and the boundary between night and day became less obvious.From that day on, he lost his chance to be a normal person, and what he lived was just a shell.

The things in the memory seem to have a streamer, flashing across the mind, the thoughts become more and more uncontrollable, and everything in front of me is spinning.

In the darkness, Lu Siyu stretched out his hand in a daze. There was a dead bird in his hand. His eyes were black and he had already lost his breath. He could feel the red blood on his hand, continuously flowing down his wrist. , I don’t know if it’s my own or the bird.It seemed that someone was pointing around him, as if watching a monster.

Crazy, perverted, insane... Those words spit out from their mouths, piercing his body like sharp knives.

Song Wen kept observing Lu Siyu, only to see that his eyes lost focus, his body twitched slightly, his throat kept rolling, as if he was trying to endure, and hurriedly called his name: "Lu Siyu?!"

For a moment, Lu Siyu was held back by the voice, which seemed to come from far away, his eyes blinked lightly, and he dared not let go of Song Wen, fearing that if he let go, he would never let go again. I couldn't open my eyes anymore, and suddenly felt that if I didn't say anything, I would lose my chance if I didn't dare to say it. Lu Siyu summoned up his willpower, summoned up his courage, and called his name in a low voice, "Song Wen, I... "His voice was only breathless, and when he opened his lips that had been biting tightly, blood overflowed.

Song Wen was afraid that he would choke, so he wiped the corners of his lips for him, and the snow-white tissue was instantly stained red. He heard half of what he said, but thought Lu Siyu was in a lot of pain, and pulled him and said, "Lu Siyu , don't sleep, you look at me."

At this time, Didi suddenly lit up a red light on the instrument nearby, and the little nurse said, "The blood pressure is dropping!"

Lu Siyu looked at Song Wen's face, his beautiful eyes widened, the words he wanted to say stuck in his throat, and then he was drowned by the spit out blood.He felt that all the strength in his body was exhausted, his eyes blinked and closed gently.

Song Wen's mind went blank for a moment.

The doctor on the side of the car was very calm: "The patient passed out, let the hospital prepare for blood transfusion."

Just at this time, the county hospital arrived, the ambulance braked suddenly, and the back door of the ambulance opened. There were already nurses and doctors waiting outside, who pushed the person out of the ambulance, ran all the way, and transported him directly to the emergency room. The process is like a war.

The hospital is full of white, white corridors, white roofs, and doctors and nurses in white clothes. These whites are intertwined and chaotic.Song Wen wanted to follow in, but was blocked at the door. He looked up and saw three words posted on it: "Emergency Room."

Song Wen has been a criminal police officer for so many years, and has seen a lot of life and death, but he has never been so panicked and confused.That feeling is like drinking a glass of ice water on a cold day, and a heart is frozen in mid-air. There is such a tone that you can't go up or down, but the blood in your whole body is boiling. Smelling the smell of blood mixed with the smell of disinfectant in the hospital, he spread out his palm, and his hand was bright red, it was Lu Siyu's blood.

At that moment, Song Wen discovered that what identity, what temptation, what precautions, all are not important, even if there are more secrets, so what?So what if he might be lying to him?

Song Wen suddenly understood that he liked him...he didn't want anything to happen to him, he just hoped that he would be fine.

Song Wen stood at the door in a daze for a while, and suddenly a small coffee-colored bottle rolled out of Lu Siyu's bag in his hand. He squatted down and picked up the small bottle as if he had just woken up from a dream. , It was a small brown medicine bottle.

Song Wen held the medicine bottle and sat on the waiting chair outside. Then he remembered that Lin Xiuran hadn't been notified yet. He called him and briefly told him the whole story.

Lin Xiuran was busy with laboratory tests and autopsy yesterday, and was woken up by Song Wen's phone call early in the morning. Fortunately, the funeral parlor where he was staying was not far from the hospital in the county, and he rushed to the hospital at seven o'clock in the morning.

Lin Xiuran found the door of the emergency room all the way. Seeing Song Wenshui sitting at the door, his heart skipped a beat: "What's the situation?"

Song Wen raised his head and said, "It's been half an hour since we moved in. I just had a checkup. Later, during the blood transfusion, a nurse came out and said that my life was out of danger, and asked me to sign a few words. I don't know the rest."

"I thought..." Lin Xiuran breathed a sigh of relief. Song Wen's voice was trembling on the phone just now, and the situation was serious. He has been a colleague for three years. When did he see Song Wen so flustered?He thought that Lu Siyu was going to die on duty this time, so he ran all the way here, but when he heard the situation, he felt relieved, and comforted Song Wendao, "It may be the shock caused by too much stomach bleeding, and if he is out of danger, nothing serious will happen."

"The doctor said it almost caused gastric perforation." Song Wen looked down at the ground, his hands were still trembling.

Seeing that his face was abnormally pale, Lin Xiuran joked with him with a smile: "It doesn't look like your colleague has entered the hospital, but it looks like your wife has entered the delivery room."

This sentence was originally a joke, but it directly touched Song Wen's mind, he was silent for a while, then turned his head and said to Lin Xiuran: "Brother Lin, I was really frightened just now, I just felt that my heart almost stopped beating. "

"You don't need to be too nervous. Police officers are usually injured. You have been to the hospital several times...Which one was a minor injury? It's the first time I've seen you panic like this." Lin Xiuran is a forensic doctor. He has long been used to seeing life and death, as well as the warmth and coldness of the world. Based on his usual understanding of Song Wen, Song Wen has always been a person who resists pressure. I don't know why he messed up this time.

Song Wen shook his head lightly, and whispered, "He's different."

Lin Xiuran comforted him and said, "It will be fine."

Song Wen was silent for a moment, then took out the bottle of medicine from his pocket: "By the way, what kind of medicine is this?"

Lin Xiuran took it over in a strange way, flipped through it, and he had a little impression of the name of the medicine: "Imported, strong painkillers. What? Lu Siyu's?"

Song Wen sighed and acquiesced.

It had been a long time since the ulcers were so serious. Usually, the criminal police team was busy with work, so he used painkillers to support himself.Thinking about it this way, there is also a reason for Lu Siyu's usual arrogance.Song Wen began to reflect on his inhumanity more and more.

At this time, Lin Xiuran's cell phone rang suddenly, and he picked it up and looked it over and said, "Regarding that case, the relevant inspection results came out, and the cigarette butt and footprints were all left by Xue Jingming."

Song Wen nodded. These direct evidences plus testimony are equivalent to locking the murderer.They solved this case very quickly, thanks to Lu Siyu's analysis.

Lin Xiuran asked again: "As for whose son Zhou Cong is, guess what the result will be." Now that the police's DNA technology has matured, it usually takes 12 to 24 hours, and if it is urgent, it can be released within 6 hours.The samples sent yesterday afternoon will have the results this morning.

Song Wenlue was silent for a while, and leaned his head against the wall of the hospital: "It's not Xue Jingming's son."

Lin Xiuran asked, "Why do you guess so?"

"There is no reasoning or theory, it is purely based on the sixth sense and my personal emotions..." Song Wen's eyes showed a trace of indifference, "I don't want Xue Jingming to be a father who avenges his son, he is not worthy, I also hope What Zhou Chuguo killed was his own son, this is his punishment."

Lin Xiuran was silent for a moment, understood what he meant, his eyes returned to the screen of the phone, and revealed the answer: "You guessed it right."

In the village, there were two cases, four victims, and two murderers.Zhou Chuguo is not worthy of being a father, and Xue Jingming is even more unworthy.

Sometimes gossip can kill, suspicion can also be turned into a sword.

Pity those women and children who died in vain. Life is such a hard-won thing that it shouldn't be trampled on like this.