Criminal Investigation Files

Five minutes later, Lu Siyu locked the door and went downstairs to the parking lot. The other two cars had already left, and only Song Wen was waiting for him.Seeing him sitting in the passenger seat, Song Wen asked, "Why is it taking so long?"

Lu Siyu whispered, "I searched for a while..."

"Is the door locked?"

"Yeah." Lu Siyu lowered his head and pulled on his seat belt.

"Where do you live? I'll take you home directly." Song Wen saw that he was not in good spirits, and felt that he was indeed a bit harsh on the newcomer, and sent him home to make up for it.

Lu Siyu opened his mouth to report an address and then started playing with his phone with his head down.His eyes were on the phone, but he was thinking about other things in his heart, and he didn't realize that the screen of the phone had turned black.

Today, Lu Siyu found a detail in the deceased's mobile phone. In the collection bar of the browser, there was an APP marked with a blue circle. Others didn't pay attention, but Lu Siyu happened to know it——Blued, that is A gay dating community platform.He only touched the mobile phone for 2 minutes, recorded the model and number of the mobile phone, and was confiscated by physical evidence.This discovery is hard to say, so Lu Siyu didn't tell anyone. It is estimated that with the investigation, it will be discovered soon.

It was already dark, and soon after we drove out, we got on the elevated road. On the roads of the city, there was a long queue of various lights. In the morning, there was a traffic jam during the rush hour, and now it was the rush hour. migrating.

Lu Siyu was stunned for a while, then looked out of the car. From this angle, he could see the landmark building of Nancheng——Nancheng Tower through the window.It was also the highest place in Nancheng. In the night sky of the city, the lights on Nancheng Tower were shining brightly.

It seems that since ancient Babylon, humans have liked to build towers. They always feel that standing tall towers is the place closest to the sky and the gods.There are many cities in the world where towers are important landmarks.There are countless famous towers, such as the Eiffel Tower, Tokyo Tower, Dubai Tower, Oriental Pearl Tower...these towers have their own characteristics.The tower in Nancheng is no exception. More than 20 years ago, people in Nancheng, led by wealthy businessmen, spent half of the city's financial resources to build this tower. It consumed a lot of money and manpower, but it also provided a lot of employment opportunities. There is a sightseeing platform built on the tower, standing on the tower can overlook the whole city.

Once, this tower was the hope of people and the pride of Nancheng.Even when people travel, they often make appointments to meet under the pagoda.

More than ten years ago, Nancheng experienced a change, the enterprise was restructured, and many people lost their jobs. At that time, there was the first person who jumped from the Nancheng Tower.

Suddenly, such a move shocked the whole city.

People looked at this tower again, but their eyes changed. Under the general environment at that time, there were even imitators. In a few months, it even developed into a suicide holy place.In order to change the situation, the Nancheng government had to fund a restoration of the tower to eliminate potential safety hazards.

In the future, Nancheng developed rapidly after undergoing pain relief, and the Nancheng Tower was no longer alone. Many high-rise buildings stood beside it.

Today, this place is already in the memory of Nancheng people.Only tourists, still regard this place as a check-in attraction, and there is an endless stream of traffic every day...

In the darkness, the light projected from the Nancheng Tower not far away lit up Lu Siyu's dark eyes.

"Looking at the South City Tower?" Song Wen looked at Lu Siyu.

"En." Lu Siyu responded in a low voice.

Song Wendao: "You can go up and have a look when you turn around. I haven't been there for a long time. I heard that there is a new glass plank road on it."

However, Lu Siyu didn't seem to be very interested in this proposal. After a pause for a few seconds, he responded indifferently: "I'll be free later."

The car turned a corner, and the Nancheng Tower disappeared from sight. Lu Siyu turned his head, and Song Wen sneaked a glance at him through the perspective mirror.The light from the street lamp shone obliquely, and shone on Lu Siyu's forehead exposed under his bangs and the bridge of his nose. It looked like fine white porcelain. Looking at it this way, he was even more beautiful. At this moment, the beauty blinked. Eyelashes, no expression on his face, making it difficult to see what is going on in his mind.

After the car drove a few more kilometers, Song Wen stretched out his index finger and tapped the steering wheel: "You said..." Looking sideways, Lu Siyu fell asleep in the passenger seat.His head was leaning against the car window, and his body curled up slightly. It was an insecure posture, as if all his strength had been exhausted from a full day of investigation.The orange light in the front row of the car shone on his side face, printing a graceful and somewhat sharp arc of his jaw, and coated the bridge of his nose with a layer of warm golden light, making him look extremely clean.

Song Wen forgot what he wanted to say for a moment, reached out and turned off the overhead light.

After driving for a while, it was past eight o'clock and missed the evening rush hour. The whole city became lazy as if it was going to sleep. The car finally stopped at the address Lu Siyu said. Song Wenzheng was hesitating whether to After waking him up, Lu Siyu moved his body and woke up by himself.He stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, and found that he had already arrived. He got out of the car in a daze: "Thank you Song team."

Song Wen reminded him: "Don't forget to take things."

Lu Siyu looked at the bag behind him and the water glass in his hand: "I brought them all."

"There are still investigation records!"

"Got it, hand it in tomorrow."

Song Wen just let him go and waved his hand: "See you tomorrow."

Watching Song Wen leave, Lu Siyu's eyes cleared again, and he was completely sleepless. Instead of walking into the neighborhood behind him, he stopped a taxi again, gave another address, and sent a few messages. Wechat, after all this work, he silently sent out a series of numbers, which were the mobile phone number of the victim Lin Zhenghua.

Several records popped up on the search page all at once, all of them were from some dating sites. It was difficult to connect the person in the photo with today's dismembered corpse, but Lu Siyu recognized it at a glance. This is the one on the ID card. people.

Looking at the information, Lu Siyu frowned. The long period of not eating made the stomach pain worse, and he couldn't concentrate no matter what.He reached out and grabbed the medicine box in his pocket. In the past, the easiest way to solve the problem was to take a pill, but now, the medicine inside was empty.Lu Siyu gently bit the nail of his thumb with his teeth, making it mottled, and suddenly his finger touched something, it was a piece of candy that Cheng Xiaobing involuntarily stuffed into him during the day.

Lu Siyu tore open the package and put it in his mouth. With the sugar in his mouth, the slight sweetness spread in his mouth, and those restless emotions seemed to be suppressed.

Song Wen drove along Chengyang Road all the way to Dr. Zhou's clinic. The clinic is located in a high-end commercial office building. At this time of night, many floors are still lit.

Song Wen stopped the police car in the parking lot downstairs, and still walked to the eighth floor of the office building.

The little nurse at the appointment desk recognized him a long time ago, and when she saw Song Wen coming in, she apologized a little: "Captain Song, Dr. Zhou is still seeing patients, please sit here and wait a while."

Every client in the psychological clinic has an appointment time, so there are not many opportunities to wait. There are several sofa seats beside the clinic, almost all of which are brand new since it opened.

Song Wen and the little nurse borrowed a pen and paper, sat aside, and habitually drew on the paper.

For him, painting is the best way to pass the time, and he likes it even more than playing with his mobile phone. Whenever he picks up a paintbrush, his heart is at peace.

Song Wen was thinking about today's corpse case, and after a while, a face was outlined on the paper.That was the victim's head found in the refrigerator.Hair was disheveled, eyes shut, and a jagged cut just below the neck.

With no clue about the case, Song Wen practiced casually again. He emptied his mind and scratched the pen tip across the paper, eyes, nose, mouth... He drew a jaw line with precise lines, followed by the part of his Adam's apple, his The brush stroke paused and fell a little, then Song Wen was stunned, stared at it for a few seconds, and crumpled the paper into a ball.

Subconsciously, he drew Lu Siyu's face.

At this moment, Dr. Zhou's patient came out. She was a woman in her 50s, with a slightly fat body and a blessed face. She didn't look like she needed psychological counseling at all, but her expression showed that A kind of joy, with tears of excitement in the corners of the eyes, like the satisfaction of believers who have worshiped the Bodhisattva and all their sufferings have been solved.

Song Wen walked in, and Zhou Yining had been waiting there for a long time. He adjusted his glasses, rummaged through the documents on the side, raised his hand, and handed Lu Siyu's report to him.

Song Wen was sitting opposite Zhou Yining. It was a standard patient position, comfortable and suitable for conversation, and it was slightly lower than Zhou Yining's position by 3cm. Only this 3cm created a subtle relationship between the patient and the doctor. emotion.

Song Wen took over the report and looked at it. He had seen many reports of this kind. The higher the score, the higher the safety, which meant that the psychological quality was better, and he was suitable for criminal police work.Lu Siyu's grades were not top-notch, but they were above average.Song Wen was a little puzzled: "The grades are very good. You can let others come over later. Why do you insist on me making a trip alone?"

Zhou Yining rubbed the center of his brows wearily. He had received six patients today, and he was overloaded with digesting those negative emotions: "What looks on the surface may not be true." Then he explained, "Psychological The test questions are set in a certain direction, and if you know enough about those tests, you can present the appearance you want others to see."

Song Wen asked: "So, you mean that kid memorized the questions?" This set of questions is drawn from the question bank, which is not classified as confidential. As long as you understand this system, you can find the questions and understand the rules of judgment.

Zhou Yining shook his head, and answered irrelevantly: "Have you noticed that this newcomer's reaction is a bit slow and lacks emotional changes?"

Song Wen nodded. During today's communication, he also discovered these characteristics of Lu Siyu, but he didn't study psychology after all, so he didn't know what these represent.

Zhou Yining explained: "In the conversation with him after the exam, I felt some subtle manifestations. At first I thought it was because he was trying to predict my problems. This behavior is common among some smart people. It can often be seen that they are prepared for psychologists and think that after memorizing the books, the answers to the questions will be foolproof. But often those people are not professional enough, so there will be loopholes in the answers. Observing those loopholes is also a way for me to get information The way..." At the beginning, he only regarded Lu Siyu as a research object. He was a bystander, an assessor, and always came into contact with various people. He thought that Lu Siyu was just one of them.

"After the conversation, I came to the conclusion that he has some emotional indifference, which shows that he is emotionally unresponsive and slow. Even though he has rich inner emotions, he seldom shows them. Get close to people. It's not a big deal. As those of us who study psychology, many people have psychological problems, large and small. A person who has no problems at all is like living in a vacuum environment , It is almost impossible, as long as it does not affect the daily work and life, these small problems are harmless, so I passed his evaluation."

At this point, Zhou Yining paused, and then said: "But when I reviewed this conversation, I found that I might have made a wrong judgment..." When he said this, he frowned slightly. Lips and hands touching together, this is a subtle movement that he is unwilling to admit and accept, his eyes flicker, he hesitates to speak...

"Doctor Zhou, you are our Nancheng psychologist." Song Wen's first reaction was disbelief. He thought it was a joke Zhou Yining had made for him. Psychology students are always a little bit distracted and like to throw out all kinds of things. Topics, testing people's psychology, Dr. Zhou has done this to him before.After getting along with Lu Siyu that day, Song Wen admitted that even if Lu Siyu was a little strange, it was just weird.There may be some traits in him, but it's definitely not that serious.

However, Zhou Yining looked at Song Wen with a serious expression, not like joking at all, he closed his eyes, adjusted his glasses and continued: "...that is, there is a possibility that I was induced and hinted by various I was confused by this superficial phenomenon, did not discover more substantive content, and I did not touch his heart."

Song Wen frowned slightly, being able to induce and suggest a senior psychiatrist, he naturally knew what it meant.

He suddenly remembered his painting just now. The technique of painting the dead is not exactly the same as that of the living. The dead are lifeless, and the time of life has long been fixed at the moment of death.And living people always have emotions, whether they are evil, angry, friendly, or humble...

But the portrait of Lu Siyu that he drew just now didn't have the slightest emotion.Perhaps, the feeling at that time was right, before he could see through that person, his paintbrush showed it.