What's in the depths II

"I still have something to do, let's take a step first." As he spoke, An Yan casually handed the report in his hand to the forensic assistant, and took off his police uniform as he walked out.

The few remaining forensic assistants looked at each other and felt that An Yan was really abnormal today.

A well-known workaholic, halfway through the case, he hurried out like burning his butt. Before that, he didn't think there was anything unusual about him. What happened all of a sudden?

Following along the way, seeing Yunqian getting into the car, An Yan hurriedly hailed a taxi: "Follow the black car in front."

The driver uncle has been driving a taxi for more than ten years, and finally came across a scene in a TV series, and his heart was surging. Putting on sunglasses, he shifted to fifth gear with a gesture that he thought was handsome and extraordinary, released the clutch and stepped on the accelerator, and the car was speeding at 120 per hour. Speeding away at a fast pace.

Yunqian is not an idiot either. After running for three or four kilometers, he turned a corner and drove into the Binhai main road. Then he saw in the rearview mirror that taxi that had been following him since he set off, no matter how slow he was driving. , That taxi just refused to overtake him, following behind him sometimes fast and sometimes slow, it was too conspicuous.

Who could it be? Could it be that Team Yu had already figured out his little thoughts and planned to capture him on the spot?

That’s not right, Yu team usually looks like that, so they are not willing to spend money to take a taxi. When the license plate number is restricted, he can either take the subway or ride a shared bicycle. He can ride [-] kilometers from the West Outer Ring Road to the police station. Bureau, take a taxi?He can snatch other people's cars and chase them.

Maybe it's my own overthinking, I'm poor and white, my wallet is cleaner than my face, and others have nothing to do to follow me.

Arriving at the entrance of the WD mansion, Yunqian took a special look at the taxi after parking the car. Seeing that the taxi didn't stop and drove straight ahead, he was slightly relieved.

He sneaked up to the downstairs where Song Zan lived like a thief, looked up and found that the light in his house was still on.

Probably haven't left yet.

Several police officers from the criminal investigation department who were watching from the dark panicked when they saw it.

What's the situation over there at Xingtiao? Why did Yunqian come here?This... also didn't receive the order from the superior to close the net.

What puzzled them most was that Yunqian had just found a haystack to nest, and the big wood from the forensic department also came along, and deliberately nested near the gate of the community, as if afraid of being seen by Yunqian.

The following police officers were hesitating whether to contact the bureau to find out what happened to these two people, but at this moment, a figure quietly appeared at the door of the unit, and then walked towards the gate of the community.

Even though they were wearing thick cotton clothes, peaked caps and masks, after so many days of staring at him, they could clearly feel the man's walking posture and some subtle little movements, that is, Song Zan didn't run away.

Yunqian also saw Song Zan, and looked at his watch under the dim light of the street lamp, only to find that it was only ten o'clock.

Didn't it mean that he didn't go out until twelve o'clock, why is it so early today.

But seeing that he is still carrying a shoulder bag, he probably won't be back for a while.

Thinking about it, Yunqian squatted for another ten minutes, making sure that Song Zan really wouldn't turn back halfway, and then quietly walked to Song Zan's door in the dark.

Seeing Yun Qian's posture, the following police officers knew that he would sneak into Song Zan's house to find some clues while Song Zan was away.

One of the police officers immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of the bureau, intending to report the situation to the bureau first.

The chief of their criminal investigation department turned green when he heard that Yunqian entered the suspect's house in spite of dissuasion to try to find clues.

Yu Yuan rode a shared bicycle to the bridge leading to the West Outer Ring Road, and then received a call from the section chief. When he answered, he scolded his head and face, asking how Yu Yuan disciplined the team members, and said that this time If something goes wrong in the action, Yu Yuan will be fully responsible.

Yu Yuan scolded "Fuck me" a few times and immediately turned around and rode under the bridge.

It really turned against him, if this brat was caught, he would have to break his legs.

Yunqian tiptoed to the door of Song Zan's house, took a flashlight on the door lock, and found that it was a new type of door lock, and the door had to be pushed from the inside out, so it wouldn't open even if it was hit.

He looked around, but couldn't find any handy tool, then he patted his head, took out the key ring from his pocket, and after a lot of effort, he straightened the key ring, then made a hook in front of his head, pouted Lie face down on the door, aim at the keyhole and poke through.

The keyhole opened after only being poked twice, which was a bit beyond Yunqian's expectation.

Is it so easy to drive?

Could it be that I am more suitable for professional lockpicking?

He scratched his head in surprise, and sneaked into the house quietly.

Much the same as last time, there was no major change in the furnishings of the house.

Yun Qian walked to the door of what looked like a bedroom, turned the handle, and the door was easily pushed open.

As soon as he opened the door, the draft made him shiver.

The night wind lifted the white curtains, and the moonlight flew into the house through the half-opened windows, casting strange shapes on the floor.

In the corner of the room, quietly placed a giant glass tank that was about the height of an ordinary person, and it was empty, with nothing in it.

Yunqian walked over, put on gloves, and touched the glass jar, but felt slippery liquid in the dead corner of the glass jar.

He leaned up to his nose and sniffed it. It was a little pungent, like...the smell of formaldehyde.

Yunqian took out the evidence bag from the police station from his pocket, scraped off some mucus from dead corners, put it into the evidence bag, and planned to take it back to the police station for a specific composition test.

However, what is this glass tank used for? It is so big that it is more than enough to raise a dolphin. Moreover, the liquid in the glass tank is suspected to be formalin rather than ordinary water, which is even more strange.

Could it be that this was used to soak the human skin?

Yunqian didn't dare to delay here any longer, got up and turned to the bookshelf in Song Zan's room, and saw that there were some folklore books on it, and there were also a few criminal investigation books, including gentle Book - "Crime Profile [Police Version]"

From this point of view, this kid is quite studious.

He picked up a book at random, with four characters on the cover: Transition Rituals.

I heard Su Wenyu mention the transitional ritual before, which refers to the three most important periods in a person’s life: birth-marriage-death, and the ceremony is a kind of materialistic spiritual sustenance for people in the transitional period. Many people I don't believe in gods or ghosts, but I have an almost persistent pursuit of rituals, as if the more grand the rituals are, the better the future will be.

But Yunqian took out the book from Song Zan's bookshelf, looked through the catalog, and found that it was devoted to the branch of marriage customs.

Take a look at the basics again, and it turns out that they are all related to the theme of marriage.

This Song Zan... just wants to get married that much?

Yunqian shook his head and put the book back on the shelf.

But at that moment, a photo was unexpectedly found on the interlayer of the bookshelf.

He took out the photo and looked at it. The photo was quite old, and the corners had turned yellow. In the photo, it looked like a happy and harmonious family. Although the boy was missing a front tooth, he still couldn't hold back the joy in his heart and grinned so wide that his eyes narrowed.

From this point of view, this boy looks quite similar to Song Zan.

Probably it was him.

"My father killed my mother by driving a car and then chose to commit suicide." Zhao Qin's words suddenly appeared in his mind.

Yunqian shivered, put the photo back in the interlayer, put the book in its original position, and picked up the flashlight to continue checking.

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An Yan squatted at the bottom of the building for half an hour and didn't see Yunqian coming down, so he kept muttering in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, that familiar figure walked slowly from the gate of the community with a shoulder bag.

Song Zan is back!

An Yan quickly took out his mobile phone and wanted to call Yunqian to tell him to leave the scene quickly, but unfortunately, it was only at this time that he discovered that Yunqian's mobile phone number was not stored at all.

Instead of doing nothing, An Yan stood up from the grass and planned to call Yunqian out before Song Zan rushed home.

However, Song Zan suddenly stopped downstairs, motionless.

The police officers who were following him suddenly woke up, tensed every cell in their bodies, and stared at the man with bated breath.

The bright moonlight poured over the ground, quiet and gentle.

Song Zan took off his peaked cap and looked up at the moon. He took out a cigarette case from his pocket, took out a cigarette, and lit it.

The cyan smoke spread in the air in an instant, drifting into the distance along the wind.

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Yunqian checked the room, and there was nothing abnormal except for the strange glass jar. He was about to leave when he suddenly remembered that the bottom of the bed hadn't been checked yet.

He lay down on the ground, pouted his hips and pushed back the drooping bed sheet.

The wolf-eye flashlight shined on it, and Yunqian thought he was wrong at first.

Because there is a wooden box under the bed, the box is very delicate, but it is really concerned about being placed under such a dusty, dark bed.

Yunqian slowly stretched out his hand to take out the box and opened it.

The conscience of heaven and earth is not because of curiosity.

The box was opened, and a round gray ball was rolling around in the box.

In an instant, Yunqian opened his eyes wide, and his mind went blank for a moment.

This fucking... is a timed bomb.

The spring of the box is connected to the detonating wire on the bomb, and the wire is removed as soon as the box is opened.

Bomb has started counting down the seconds, and the black numbers are jumping back and forth, heading towards the so-called "end point".

The sound of hurried footsteps sounded in the living room, Yun Qian's hands were shaking into sieves at this moment, and cold sweat came down instantly.

"Let's go, Song Zan is back." An Yan rushed in and pulled Yun Qian up from the ground.

Even in the face of An Yan who was thinking about it day and night, Yunqian at this time no longer had the joy of the past, he was even a little dazed, his head was in a mess, and he didn't know what to do.

He didn't know how powerful this little gray ball was, and what would happen if it blew up an entire building.

An Yan looked at the bomb, his pupils constricted violently.

"Go!" This was the first time An Yan yelled like this, roaring with fear and anger.

Yunqian stared blankly at him, then at the number displayed on the bomb:

"What about the other residents of this building?" Yun Qian asked softly.

It was so sudden, he never expected that Song Zan would keep this thing at home, nor did he expect that because of his meddling or eagerness for meritorious service, he would even ask the residents of the entire building to be buried with him.

Behind the fear is a huge sense of self-blame.

An Yan didn't care so much anymore, and pulled him up from the ground with brute force and dragged him towards the door.

The sound of the digital countdown is like a hammer, hitting the temple.

The black numbers turned red, like the countdown before countless starts, or the countdown before a surprise, or the countdown at the moment before death...

A huge explosion resounded in the sky, and almost the entire building trembled.

Flames filled the sky, smoke billowed, and glass shards flew around.

Downstairs, Song Zan let out a long sigh, threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, and looked at the hot and dazzling orange window.

"You say you, why bother to meddle in your own business."

The few police officers in charge of surveillance at the bottom of the building were stunned by the huge explosion. They looked at each other, then rushed out of the grass, pushed Song Zan to the ground, and put on handcuffs.

"Notify the fire brigade immediately!"

"I'm calling the police!"

"Are Yunqian and Forensic Doctor An still inside?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

"Okay, it doesn't seem to come down..."

Immediately afterwards, other residents in the building ran down in a panic in their pajamas. When they saw the police, they were crying and howling incomprehensibly.

The shared bicycle slammed on the brakes and made an unpleasant "squeak" sound.

Yu Yuan jumped out of the car, regardless of whether the car was parked properly or not, and ran to the surveillance police in two steps, and anxiously asked: "What's going on, why did it explode."

"I don't know yet, but An Forensic Doctor and Yun Qian from your team are still upstairs and haven't come down."

Yu Yuan opened his mouth wide, eyes staring like copper bells. He grabbed the police officer in front of him by the collar and asked sharply, "What did you say? Say it again!"

The policeman opened his mouth, and just about to say something, Yu Yuan has already thrown him away, turned his head and rushed into the building.

"Team Yu! Let's wait until the firefighters arrive. It's still burning inside."

"Wait for your mother. Do you want me to watch the team members die in front of me!" Yu Yuan took off his coat, tore off the bottle of mineral water he bought after work from the bicycle and poured it on the coat. As soon as he threw it on his body, he rushed into the building.

Before he came, he naively thought that Yunqian who disregarded discipline would be caught by Song Zan on the spot, that the monitoring work for so many days would fall short, and that Lao Li would point his nose at him and yell at him and then be suspended for inspection.

But it seems that God has given him the most embarrassing ending.

The elevator was out of service, and Yu Yuan rushed up to the sixth floor holding his breath. As soon as he reached the stairs, he was scorched by the scorching air and took two steps back.

The smoke was so thick that it was impossible to see the scene in front of him clearly.

"Yunqian! Are you dead boy! Tell me if you're not dead..." Although the words were vicious, there was a trace of sadness unavoidably.

Even choked up.

"Squeak..." There was a faint sound from the corner.

Yu Yuan froze for a moment, danced and brushed away the thick smoke in front of him, groped his way to the source of the sound, and asked cautiously, "Yunqian?"

"Yu, Team Yu..." the voice continued weakly.

"Where is your kid, I can't see clearly." Yu Yuan said, coughing again and again, choked by the thick smoke.

"Speaking of which, can you give me a hand?"

"Where are you!"

"Right at the bottom of your feet...you're stepping on my clothes right now."

Yu Yuan coughed, staring hard at the bottom of his feet with his small eyesight of [-]:[-].

No, who can tell him, after the violent explosion, what the hell are these two people stacked together?

Yunqian poked his head out with great effort, with a small dark face like an African: "By the way, help me lift up the forensic doctor first."

Yu Yuan squatted beside the two of them, reached out and grabbed An Yan and dragged him up.

"How is it, are you okay?" Yu Yuan asked with concern.

An Yan put one hand on Yuan's shoulder, clenched his teeth, and beads of sweat dripped from his forehead. He shook his head, frowned, and spoke slowly after a while:

"Probably broken."

Yu Yuan looked sideways at the big hole in his clothes and his bloody back, and sighed softly: "I think it's not just a bone fracture..."

"Let's go first, if you continue to stay, you will cause lung disease." As An Yan said, the severe pain hit him, causing him to gasp for air.

When three people came out of the building covered in injuries, the police officers who were waiting anxiously downstairs almost boiled instantly.

The ambulance passed through the chaos, the siren was blaring, and the fire engine followed closely behind.

After walking out of the building, An Yan completely lost his strength, and the pain hit him in bursts, and his back was scorchingly painful from the explosion.

And Yunqian, on the other hand, was holding onto his hand tightly, showing no intention of letting go from before the explosion to now.

Fortunately, I was lucky to save my life.

At the moment when the explosion happened, An Yan threw Yunqian out of the door violently, and then leaned close to his body to hold him tightly in his arms. He alone endured the scalding and burning from the explosion.

Fortunately, Song Zan's self-made bomb was not very powerful, and the blasting range was relatively small, otherwise the firefighters would have seen two charcoal-grilled male corpses when they arrived.

An Yan was carried into the ambulance by the doctor, and Yun Qian followed him stupidly.

He didn't get hurt at all, and An Yan took it for him.

Yun Qian is very confused now, worried about the accountability of the police station, worried about the next compensation, and worried about An Yan who has passed out.

I am so stupid, so stupid; I am too poisonous, and I have harmed so many people.

Yunqian just held An Yan's hand tightly, and buried his head very low, as if he was repenting or praying.

Yu Yuan was stretching out his hand and waiting for the doctor in the ambulance to help him deal with the wound, with an unlit cigarette still in his mouth.

He squinted at Yunqian, then stretched out his other uninjured hand to pat Yunqian's shoulder: "Although I really want to scold you now, no, I want to beat you up even more, but no matter how much I scold you It doesn’t help, this time it’s okay, luckily only a house was blown up, no innocent people were killed or injured, otherwise, you wait until you lose everything.”

Yunqian didn't speak, just kept his head down.

"This time, Lao Li will definitely not let the three of us go. Of course, I won't let you go either, so I will punish you... to take care of the forensic doctor An until he recovers."

At this time Yunqian finally raised his head, stared at Yu Yuan in a daze, opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

"Why, don't you want to?" Yu Yuan teased and hugged his shoulders, "He has suffered such a big crime for you, and you refuse to ask for such a small request? What a white-eyed wolf."

Yu Yuan raised his head and seemed to be talking to himself: "It is said that avoiding harm is the instinct of human beings. Why do you think this kid is like a stunned young man who almost risked his life?"

"Thank you." An almost inaudible sound came out of Yunqian's mouth in a low voice.

Yu Yuan smiled, and slowly closed his eyes: "I'm not as lucky as you. I guess I'll have to kneel down on the durians this time when I go home. It's not my daughter-in-law's fault for making a fuss."

An Yan looked very painful, even in a coma, his brows were furrowed, as if the pain might wake him up at any time.

The emergency doctor checked his back and sighed twice, "Tsk tsk": "The area of ​​the burn is really not small, and there will definitely be scars in the future, such large scars."

As he spoke, the doctor raised his hand and gestured twice.

Yunqian finally couldn't hold back anymore, buried his head on An Yan's neck, tears soaked the white cloth, but kept biting his lower lip to try not to cry out.

I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I don't know how to make it up, including the bombed house, the frightened residents in the building, really, I don't know how to make it up.

One mistake, the price may be a few fresh lives.

One mistake, the price may also be to live in regret for the rest of your life.

Thinking that since he entered the police station, he has been slacking off at his job, leaving early and talking about it, and Yu Dui asked him to check Liaoman's account records. He can procrastinate for several days. If you don't stay in the police station well, you will know to run to the research institute, and sometimes you will do some stupid things because of your lack of experience, and you will burst into the ghost gate intermittently without thinking about anything. He also wants to harm others to suffer along with him.

Cowardly and timid, his hands and feet become weak when things happen.

If it wasn't for An Yan today, I would really die in it.

But now, I really know that I was wrong, this beating was too painful, and the price was too great——

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Hearing that something happened to his son, old man Yun was so frightened that he almost lost his breath, and was helped to rush to the hospital.

As soon as he ran to the hospital, he saw his stupid son with a dirty face standing at the door of the emergency room. He hated and felt sorry for him. When he rushed over, he was slapped across the face with a crisp voice. Yu Yuan, who was dozing off, was awakened directly.

"Why did I raise you as a rebellious son! Are you satisfied if you really want your father to cry and die in front of your grave!"

Yu Yuan hurried over to stop him: "Uncle, Uncle, calm down, I've already beaten you, I don't need you to do it, please sit down and rest for a while, you will hurt yourself if you get angry."

Old man Yun clutched his heart and slumped down on the bench, knocked on his knees and said with a pale face, "Your father and I are not as healthy as before, and I can't stand your tossing like this."

Yunqian didn't speak, and stood still at the door of the emergency room with his head bowed.

"Don't be a policeman, resign tomorrow, tomorrow."

At this time, Yunqian suddenly turned his head and looked at his father with wide eyes in disbelief.

"How much should I pay for the house? I will pay them a penny. You are in your 20s, and you still let an old man like me wipe your ass every day. Yunqian, do you really have the heart? You go to the police It’s been a year since the bureau, besides causing trouble, what else have you done, what achievements have you made.”

Yu Yuan immediately went over to smooth things over: "Old man, don't worry, Xiaoyun is a bit stupid, but he is serious about his work, so he won't be able to pass the exam. Besides, he doesn't know that it's bombing. The bombing is nothing more than trying to contribute to the police, the method is wrong, but the starting point is always good."

"There's no need to persuade him." Old Man Yun waved his hand, "I brought him up with my own hands. I don't know what kind of virtue he is? I let him go for the good of your police station, so as to save you trouble all day long."

As soon as the words were finished, the small red light outside the emergency room went out, the door opened, and several doctors came out in a file.

Yun Qian didn't care that his father was still scolding him over there, so he rushed over and grabbed the sleeve of one of the doctors, and asked anxiously, "Doctor, how is he doing?"

The doctor shook his head, looking regretful.

Seeing him like this, Yunqian couldn't stand it anymore, and just opened his throat to howl, the doctor saw that the situation was wrong and quickly pressed his shoulder:

"People are not life-threatening for the time being. A slight bone fracture is not serious. It can recover after lying down for two months, but the burn on the back is not easy to deal with. The area is large, the injury is serious, and it is easy to be infected. We are now transferring him to the ICU. Observe for one night, if there is nothing serious, you will be transferred to the general ward, you... go and pay the hospitalization fee first."

"Then why do you act like a patient is dying."

"Sorry, professional habits." The doctor smiled, stopped talking nonsense with him, turned his head and left.

When An Yan was pushed out of the emergency room by the nurse, Yun Qian immediately moved over.

Maybe it was the anesthesia that relieved the pain a little. He looks much more relaxed now, with a calm face, looking like a Sleeping Beauty.

At this time, Yunqian's little heart, which had been hanging in mid-air, fell steadily to the ground.

"Okay, let's go back first." Yu Yuan said.

Yunqian glanced at him, then at his father who had his hands on his hips and wanted to rush over to blow his head off, then turned around and said in a low voice, "Go back, I'll stay here with him."