Criminal Investigation Files

The leisure area of ​​the community was in the center of the community, and the murder scene was at the corner of the community. It would take a few minutes to walk there. The group dispersed, and Song Wen and Fu Linjiang were left at the end.In the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly, and the greenery in this community was good. There were new buds sprouting from the branches of the surrounding green trees, and a lot of flowers bloomed vigorously, because the occupancy rate was not high and the population was sparse.

The two talked all the way, and came to the small garden. There are several stone tables and chairs here, which are for the residents of the community to rest. At this time, it was past one o'clock in the afternoon, which was the lunch break time, and no one was there.

Before everyone's food arrived, Lu Siyu had already opened the meal. The lunch boxes in front of him were lined up, neatly arranged from left to right, from meat to vegetarian, with all the colors, flavors and tastes. Holding a pair of elegant black chopsticks in his hand, he lowered his head and ate a hearty lunch as if no one else was there.

Seeing this, Song Wen thought to himself, this person really deserves his status as a rich second generation, he really spoils him, and he will not be wronged at all.

The weather in May is neither hot nor cold, and the small garden is full of birds and flowers, and the environment is very good.Everyone discussed with each other the case in the morning. There was no embarrassment for too long. After 2 minutes, Song Wending's meal arrived.

As soon as the fast food was brought over, Lu Siyu realized that he had underestimated the economic difference between ordinary criminal policemen and himself. Each person only had one serving of rice, and there were still fewer dishes and more rice. Pushed, "I brought a lot of dishes, if you don't mind, you can eat together."

Zhu Xiao and the others have been staring at it for a long time, just waiting for this sentence, they immediately raised their chopsticks and went to eat.Especially Lao Jia, who vomited all his breakfast, and was so hungry at this time, he was not polite to Lu Siyu at all.

After everyone picked up the food and ate it in their mouths, they were full of praise immediately.

"Delicious, this cooking skill is good."

"Oh, the stewed pork ribs are crispy and delicious."

“The prawns are so fresh.”

Song Wen looked at this group of wolf-eating subordinates, and said, "Okay, you guys will leave some for others." But he didn't hesitate at all in action, and put a piece of ribs on his lunch box.The pork ribs are sweet and sour, using naturally grown ecological black pork, coated with a layer of sauce, the mouth is a little sweet and sour, and the mouth is full of fresh fragrance when bitten down. The taste is not the freshness blended in fast food. Taste, but fresh ingredients plus a variety of high-end seasonings, coupled with perfect craftsmanship.

Song Wen always thought that the most delicious food was just out of the pan for the first time, and it would lose its taste when it was reheated overnight, but the pork ribs in his mouth just wanted to make people eat more rice.This dish is really delicious, definitely at the level of a chef, from the tip of the tongue to the taste buds, it is a kind of enjoyment.Try a few other dishes, one is more amazing than the other.

The table was full of people, and after lunch, the criminal policemen withdrew before they finished their work. For a while, only Lu Siyu and Song Wen were left at the stone table, and Lu Siyu lowered his head to pack the lunch box.

Song Wen asked him: "Is this meal made by your family?"

Lu Siyu was not wary of the always serious captain suddenly asking him this, he lowered his head and said, "I cook it myself. When I'm free, I like to cook food by myself. I'm always not used to eating outside."

Song Wen licked his lips, still a little bit unsatisfied, and asked him again: "Have you made all the records?"

Lu Siyu said, "Well, I've remembered everything, I'll go back tonight and sort it out."

"Are you still used to the first day today?"

"Fortunately."

"What do you think about this case so far?"

"I tend to commit crimes with acquaintances, and the people who dismember the corpse have a certain medical foundation." Having said that, Lu Siyu paused his hand slightly, and then said: "I don't think the purpose of the murderer is necessarily to dismember the corpse. corpse."

Song Wen crossed his arms: "How do you say it?" The words were a bit convoluted, but he thought about it, and instantly understood what Lu Siyu meant.

"In classic cases, there are several reasons for dismembering the corpse and dumping the corpse. The most common ones are to prevent the identity of the deceased from being discovered, to increase the difficulty of exploration, to hide the trace of the suspect, and to facilitate the disposal of the corpse. The second is, and It's related to sex, killing and dismembering corpses can bring pleasure to some people." Lu Siyu packed up the lunch box and put it in his backpack, then looked up at Song Wen, "But in this case, I don't think these two reasons are the same. .”

"Why do you say that?"

Lu Siyu shook his head, lowered his head and closed the bag, unwilling to say any more.

Newcomers always make subjective assumptions. The work of today's criminal police is actually very particular about reasoning. Every clue must be down-to-earth before it can be finally concluded. Lu Siyu's view seems too illusory. Song Wen got up and cleaned up those few people. The disposable lunch box said: "Let's continue to check."

In the afternoon, Lin Xiuran took the body back to the police station. The condition of the body was changing every moment. The earlier the autopsy was, the better it would be for the case to be solved.

At two o'clock, the police dogs were called in.

There are mainly four police dogs commonly used by the Nancheng Bureau, and they are usually kept together with the anti-drug side.Fu Linjiang was a cheerful person every day. He was not only kind to others, but also got along well with the police dogs in the team. When those dogs saw him, they swooped over and licked Fu Linjiang from top to bottom as if they were relatives.

Sanhei and Sihua were the ones out today, both seasoned veterans.Fu Linjiang and Lao Jia led the two dogs and took the forensic assistant to rummage through several nearby garbage dumps.After five o'clock in the afternoon, several blue bags that had been dug out were brought together.

Xu Yao flipped through the bags, sorted and stored the things found in the bag, and prepared to go back to the police station for further testing.Due to the May Day holiday, many garbage dumps were not cleaned up in time, which led to a fruitful afternoon for them.

In the bag were not only some remaining corpses, a knife, but also a few bloody clothes that had been washed and shredded.

After seven o'clock in the evening, Song Wen finally determined that he could find no more clues, so he ordered to call it a day, and everyone got into the car one after another. It was already off-duty time, in addition to the need to send back the physical evidence, the gun and the remaining body parts In the bureau, others can go straight home.

Before that, Lin Xiuran left in the special corpse truck of the bureau, and there were three police cars parked in the garage of the community.Xu Yao, Cheng Xiaobing, and Zhu Xiao got into one, and Lu Siyu joined Fu Linjiang and Lao Jia in the car.Over there, Song Wen was holding the car keys alone, "Oh, don't you think it's too crowded?" The criminal investigators all went to the car.He was the only one in this car, obviously due to the uneven distribution of resources.

Fu Linjiang touched his nose: "But we and your family are really on the wrong track."

Song Wendao: "Why is it not going well? I'm going to find Dr. Zhou."

This was quite smooth, but for a while, the other people lowered their heads and stopped talking.

Lu Siyu looked at the situation, his eyelashes trembled, and he stood up to make a rescue and said, "Let's go with Team Song." As he spoke, he took the first step without fear, and the other three brothers were all moved. Looking at him, he wished to give him a pennant to save the common people in the world.

Song Wen, that workaholic, likes to chat about work in the car, who doesn't want to relax after work?In the past, everyone was forced to be helpless, but now there is a newcomer, and they have left their captain openly.

Song Wen watched Lu Siyu walking towards him, squinting at him slightly, trying to figure out what Lu Siyu was thinking.

Just as he was about to get into the car, Lu Siyu stopped and said, "...I left the water glass at the scene of the crime."

Song Wen frowned and felt a little helpless: "Little ancestor, why did you leave your things behind?" The water cup was forgotten in the car at noon, and the water cup was forgotten at the scene at night.

Fortunately, the key to the property has not been returned as physical evidence. Song Wen handed it to Lu Siyu, opened the door and said, "I'll accompany you up."

"No need, I'll go by myself." Lu Siyu's words were a little panicked, like a newcomer who has done something wrong, eager to make up for his mistakes, before Song Wen could answer, he turned and went to the corridor and pressed the elevator alone.

Song Wen was not far behind him, looked at the elevator, but finally did not follow.

It was already dark outside, and there was a faint light in the corridor. Lu Siyu carefully slipped through the yellow cordon, opened the door, and returned to the scene of dismemberment when the lights first came on.

It was night, and the living room was pitch black, but the faint smell of meat was still there.He didn't turn on the light. Taking advantage of the moonlight, he walked into the living room and picked up the thermos cup on the dining table and put it in his schoolbag.Then he was not in a hurry to leave, but began to look around, his eyes shone a little light in the darkness, like a beast hiding in the dense forest, his eyes were sharp and calm.

Strange to say, the house looks completely different during the day than at night. Perhaps because of the murder, the house is a bit colder at night. Based on memory, Lu Siyu walked to the door of the outer guard. The water was still half full, but the body was gone.

Lu Siyu closed his eyes, he missed the usual dinner time, and now his stomach was empty, and he felt a slight tingling sensation.Since he was a child, he has hated this feeling of being hungry, as if his life was being pulled from his body.

Lu Siyu couldn't feel the temperature around him, as if cold icy water splashed on his body, leading him into a dark place.At that moment, he was the one squatting in the bathroom cutting up the corpse, the buzzing of the juicer, the ticking of the blood flowing, and the sizzling of something stewed on the pot merged together.

Wearing gloves and a raincoat, he first cut off the head, which was too much of a hindrance, those eyes seemed to be staring at him, he wrapped the head in plastic wrap, put it in the refrigerator, and then he went back to the bathroom , facing the headless male corpse.

The knife in his hand sliced ​​open the corpse like an anatomy, and the blood splashed out with each knife. His heart was abnormally calm, his movements were orderly, and he felt a little relieved. Only in this way, the knife edge under his hands could be so smooth , His speed was not fast. During the cutting of the wound, he neither saw panic nor felt any excitement. The knife ran along the bone seam, separated the limbs, cut open the flesh, and pried open the ribs, as if he was completing a premeditated plan. long-standing task.

For a long time, he was immersed in this, using all the sensory focus to dissipate loneliness and fear, and there was a kind of power supporting him in his heart, allowing him to complete all this.

Juicing starts from the heart. He carefully took out the red organ, cut a few knives and put it into the juicer. As the machine hummed and cut, the muscles and nerves inside turned into a puddle. Red viscous juice, like a glass of red soy milk.Then there was the undigested chyme in the stomach, the liver connected to the green gallbladder, and finally the intestines, which were pulled out from the corpse with his hands, and he cut those organs into small pieces with scissors for the convenience of squeezing the juice. , it is no different from handling those ingredients as usual.

Whenever the smell of blood became stronger, he would unscrew the bathtub drain and start changing the water.He took ice cubes from the freezer and sprinkled them next to the body, then he put the strips of sternum and pieces of meat in the pot.Pressure cookers, stew pots, steamers, and all containers that can be used, the flames rose violently, and the water began to bubble and bubble, rolling on a layer of foam.It was that kind of strong meaty aroma again, as if sprinkled with salt and pepper, it would become delicious. He divided the boiled bones into bags.

After all the work was done, he checked carefully, and then turned on the water in the shower head, trying to wash away the blood. It was this action that prevented some blood from being flushed down the floor drain, but accumulated in the bathtub. From behind, it seeped down along the cracks in the floor.

At the two ends of time, Lu Siyu and the murderer looked at each other from a distance, as if they were communicating silently...

What's wrong?He seems to have forgotten something...

Lu Siyu pondered for a moment, and then the knife in the other hand slowly cut... What does this action mean?