Criminal Investigation Files

"Divorce?" With tears in Zhong Qing's eyes, he said with a wry smile, "In the first year of marriage, he pretended to be normal, except for a few days in the middle of the month, he seldom had sex with me. Later, when I became pregnant, he Just let me raise my baby with peace of mind, and rarely sleep with me. I logged into his computer and found some pictures of men. I told my mother about this while crying. My mother's first reaction was,' This matter must not be known to others.' It seems to be a scandal that cannot be seen."

"At the beginning, I didn't understand my mother. I felt that the people closest to me refused to make decisions for me. I cried for a day at that time. Then I realized that what my mother said was not completely wrong. You know people know that I married What was the reaction after giving a homosexual? They first thought that I must be an indecent woman, otherwise why did he insist on marrying me instead of marrying someone else? Obviously he was at fault, but I was in someone else’s The eyes are also sinful, dirty, and sick!"

Zhong Qing’s smile was bitter, and the words that had been suppressed for a long time finally came out: “Those friends and relatives who found out about this incident not only did not help me, but also thought I was stupid, that I deserved it, and that I was abnormal. But in fact, I I'm a victim! Apart from getting married and meeting a man who doesn't love me, I'm not wrong!"

"You're right, I want a divorce, not just once or twice, but if I could get a divorce, I would have already left. The old man, life, son, family, all things are sandwiched together, it's not that I want to divorce I can leave."

"Probably you are not familiar with a word called 'same wives'. You also don't know what kind of group this is, what kind of life they live, don't put your superficial understanding on us, the lives of us same wives , far more miserable than you can imagine." At this point, she tried to smile again, and the docile woman seemed to have disappeared, replaced by a vicious woman, a little hysterical, "After he died, I except A little sad, more of a relief..."

When Zhong Qing said this, her shoulders shook, as if she had let out the pressure of more than ten years. This time, she was not crying for Lin Zhenghua, but for her life in the past ten years. She seemed to cry for a while, Only then realized his gaffe, covered his face and said, "I'm sorry, can I go to the bathroom?"

Before Song Wen and Lu Siyu could answer, she got up and walked to the bathroom on her own.

The two were silent for a while. They were not ignorant of the group of gay wives. Every gay man at a certain age seemed to encounter this problem. Should he choose a woman to marry, or continue to choose the person he loves?After all, there are only a small number of people who can get married abroad. If they don't get married, no matter whether they have a stable partner or not, this kind of de facto marriage may not be recognized for the rest of their lives.Some homosexuals have compromised, and then the same wife has become a victim.

Lu Siyu sat aside and lowered his head for a while, then he suddenly asked Song Wen in a low voice: "Captain Song, can I ask you something?"

Song Wen was a little familiar with Lu Siyu's expression now, so he raised his watch and saw that, as expected, it was [-]:[-], and it was time for dinner again. He guessed helplessly what Lu Siyu wanted to do, and frowned: "Little ancestor, you don't want to heat up meals in the funeral home, do you?"

Lu Siyu nodded, shaking the high-end Japanese bento box carried in the black backpack.

"..." Song Wen had a huge head, "Ancestor, what time did you go to bed yesterday?"

"I didn't look at the watch. It's about two or three o'clock." Lu Siyu is a master who can't save three meals a day even if the sky falls, and he can't help being hungry. His biological clock is extremely accurate. It's an inflatable doll that has had its air pumped out, and the whole person has lost its spirit.

Seeing that he was about to lie down on the table, Song Wen was extremely helpless. He suppressed his temper and discussed with him kindly: "Wait, can I find a convenience store?"

"How about I go by myself..." Lu Siyu made a suggestion.

"...How did the police school teach? There must be more than two people present during the law enforcement process." Song Wen grabbed him, and then he looked at the time again, "Okay, I will speed up and endure for another half an hour. half an hour..."

While talking, Song Wen felt that he was really wronged as the leader. He was obviously the captain of the criminal police, but the job he was doing now was really not a nanny?But no matter how vigorous and decisive he is usually, when he is stared at by Lu Siyu's beautiful eyes, he becomes as if he has encountered a nemesis, and he has no power to parry.

After haggling over the price, Lu Siyu nodded.

As soon as the two reached an agreement here, Zhong Qing came out of the bathroom. Song Wen walked up to her and asked her, "Ms. Zhong, how did you get here?"

"I took a taxi just now, I don't know how to drive..." Zhong Qing had just washed her face, but her whole body was a little flustered, and she was no longer as calm as before. She stroked her messy hair with her wet hands as she spoke.

"Can I take you home and drop by your house?" Song Wen asked.

"This..." Zhong Qing hesitated, "The house is a little messy..."

This was a tactful refusal, Song Wen pretended not to understand: "We are just going along the way, and there won't be a long delay. My colleague is in a hurry to eat."

Zhong Qing looked at Lu Siyu who was rubbing his stomach with one hand, he really looked so hungry, he didn't say anything, and gave an address, if the police wanted to go, how could a woman stop her live?

The three got into the police car, Song Wen was driving, Lu Siyu was sitting in the passenger seat, and Zhong Qing was sitting in the back. This woman seemed to be still immersed in the emotion just now, and there was a low sobbing sound from the back seat from time to time.Song Wen didn't want to press too hard, so he didn't ask her any more questions.He can go through the process to apply for searching Zhongqing's residence, but he hopes to catch him by surprise, only in this way can he get more hidden truths.

Zhongqing’s residence is not too far from the funeral parlor, only about 15 minutes away, not too far from the rented room before.

Song Wen was most familiar with the terrain of Nancheng, and he drew a map in his mind. Such a location could just form an equilateral triangle with Lin Zhenghua's company, and these places could be reached by car in more than ten minutes.

This house is a six-story old-fashioned building. The residence is on the fourth floor. The area is quite large. There are three bedrooms and two living rooms, a kitchen and a bathroom. There are balconies at the front and back. The two changed into disposable slippers. She walked to the side and poured them two glasses of water. She seemed to have recovered from her dead husband and the questioning just now, and was as indifferent as usual: "There are not many guests at home, so it's a bit messy."

This sentence is too modest, the room is very tidy.From the entire residence, it could be seen that there were not many traces of Lin Zhenghua.

"This is my room. This is where my son lives. Lin Zhenghua doesn't come back often. If he comes back, he will stay in the guest room." Zhong Qing briefly introduced.They are husband and wife, but they live like two tenants under the same roof.

Song Wen walked in and looked at the photo wall in Lin Shang's room. There were several photos hanging on the photo wall, all of which were group photos of a family of three.Some children took him to the playground when they were young, some went to museums when they grew up, and there was a photo of Zhong Qing and Lin Zhenghua celebrating Lin Shang's birthday.Compared with ordinary families, the family in the photo does not look abnormal at all.

Lu Siyu also came over to look carefully, one of the photos was a little crooked, he blinked, couldn't help stretching out his hand, and arranged the photos in order.

Zhong Qing said: "He doesn't have any feelings for me, but he is fine with his son. After all, he is a father. Before today, I still had a fluke mentality and didn't tell him about his father's death... I don't know, how should I say it?" " At this point, Zhong Qing's face showed a embarrassed expression, after all, this is not something glorious.

Song Wen's eyes fell on Lin Shang's desk, which was full of learning tools, and a few certificates were pasted on the side of the desk.

Lu Siyu took a few glances here, then seemed to lose interest, and floated to the kitchen with his bag on his back. He pointed to the countertop in the kitchen and asked, "So there is a juicer at this location." That countertop has been around for many years. , some are yellowish, and in one of them, the color is different from other parts, and even a trace of an arc can be seen around it.

"Oh, it turned out that there was a juicer. I originally bought it to squeeze juice for my son. Lin Zhenghua used it a few times and thought it was good, so he took it away. I don't know where he took it. I always wanted to buy it again. One, but I always forget it." Zhong Qing answered in detail again, and the answer was seamless.

Song Wen knew in his heart that the juicer that was originally placed here, judging from its size and shape, should be the one on the scene.He watched Lu Siyu keep looking around in the kitchen, and didn't prepare to come out after entering, as if he was about to say in a second, can I borrow your microwave oven to heat up a meal, and he was very worried about affecting the glorious image of the people's police.

Song Wen saw that the time was about the same, took out a business card from his pocket, and said to Zhong Qing: "Okay, don't bother, this is my business card. If you think of any relevant clues later, you can call my office at any time. You can also come to the police station to find us, according to regulations, the body needs to be kept for a while before it can be cremated..."

Lu Siyu had seen enough of it, and walked out the door on his own initiative.When he walked to the door and changed his shoes, he stopped suddenly.

Over there, Song Wen was talking to Zhong Qing, Zhong Qing took the business card and nodded, then looked at Lu Siyu from the corner of the eye.The handsome criminal policeman was putting on his shoes with his head bowed.These two policemen are a bit difficult to deal with, as if they have seen everything through.

Lu Siyu, who was wearing half of his shoes, suddenly raised his head and smiled at her. Zhong Qing didn't expect that this man looked even better when he smiled, and he was infatuated for a while.

Lu Siyu stretched out his hand, as if inadvertently, his slender fingers brushed across a pair of men's leather shoes on the ground...

At this time, Song Wen happened to turn around. At that moment, he didn't see Zhong Qing behind him suddenly thought of something, and his face was instantly pale as paper...