I quietly watch you play

In the director's office of the Dong'an branch, Jiang Xiaoming put his arms on the edge of the table and confronted the old director with his face smacked into chrysanthemums.

"...I'm not asking you to approve the arrest, just to sign a search warrant... Do your calculations carefully. If we can really find the young lady of the Zhou family who has been missing for more than 20 years, it will be very honorable! Zhou Chen immediately Arrange for you, pennant, bonus, maybe even refurbish the dilapidated cafeteria in our bureau..."

The old bureau chief's face was full of creases: "Lin Mu is the doctor of your old Jiang's family. Normally, you should avoid this case? If I don't say anything, you will honestly kill relatives. Everything will be done according to the procedure. Just a few grains of rice will kill you." Searching other people's houses? You might as well use your employer status, don't say that you are my criminal investigation captain in Dong'an!"

"Xiao Ming, you are still young! How do you know that the Zhou family is looking forward to the return of this young lady who has been dead for more than 20 years? Is there a lack of grandmother in their family? The original partner has returned, where should I put it now?"

"Young people should not be too utilitarian. They should take each step steadily. We will never wrong a good person, and we will never let a bad guy go..."

The phone rang again, and Jiang Xiaoming waved his hands impatiently, as if sweeping away the old director's high-sounding nonsense: "Speak!"

"Team Jiang, Lin Mu went to the intermediary and listed the villa he lives in for sale," police officer Xiaoqiang reported on the other end of the phone. The 150 million negotiating space should not be difficult to sell. I wonder if he intends to cash out and run away?"

Jiang Xiaoming thought for a while, raised the heel of the phone and saluted the old bureau chief, leaving the messy old man alone and quickly walked out of the room and across the corridor.

"Let the intermediary cooperate with us, and don't take anyone to see the house first, otherwise the traces on the scene will be messy!" Jiang Xiaoming forked two hairs, "There is no search warrant now, but there is another way... How much does his villa sell for? money?"

Police officer Xiaoqiang was startled: "Isn't Team Jiang? We won't have to buy a villa to solve the case! Two, two thousand three hundred and five, one hundred thousand! You can't afford it even if you sell yourself?"

"I can't afford it, someone can afford it, no, who wants to buy a house? We can go and have a look, it's okay to see the house... shit!" Jiang Xiaoming suddenly ran in the corridor, "Is it carte blanche? The key is left Gave it to an intermediary?! What the hell did I tell you to stare at these days! Are you using your eyes to eat lunch? Where is Lin Mu now?! He must have transferred the hostage!"

The Compass favored by the team in the bureau was kicked out by Jiang Dui in a panic, and the phone kept ringing.

"Team Jiang," Police Officer Xiaowen reported, "There is movement in Jiqing's villa. The moving company is pulling things out. The target is like Qingshanwa Waste Incineration Plant."

"Cut everything to me, and bring it back to the bureau to let the colleagues in the technical department go through the same sieve!"

Officer Xiaowen faltered: "That's... a bit too much. Last time we shoveled the dead cats all over the yard and went back. Fan Ke hasn't given me a good face until now..."

"Do you look at his face more, or at my face?"

Officer Xiaowen was shocked: "I promise to complete the task!"

Four or 10 minutes later, Jiang Xiaoming entered the store of a chain real estate agency, and a knife flew at the high-strength police officer who had adjusted his upper body suit from nowhere.

"Many villas are equipped with home monitoring systems. Now the house is still Lin Shu's before it is sold. He is likely to continue to run this system to monitor the room. I am a familiar face and it is not convenient to go in. You two will play by ear later."

The policewoman nicknamed Sister Hua put on a mink fur coat and carefully hid the tag: "Don't worry, Captain Jiang, we can find a mosquito hidden inside."

She turned her face like flipping through a book, and followed behind the agent brother with a frivolous smile and put on the strong arm of a local tyrant, her voice twisted and twisted: "Husband~~People like big ones~~~"

The intermediary brother shivered against the wind, and the act was performed before the camera started. I'm afraid he met a fake policeman!

&&&

"So, there is no one in the villa at all?" Jiang Xiaoqi put down his chopsticks and looked at Jiang Xiaoming, "Didn't your people keep an eye on that villa 24 hours recently? Does he have any way to transport a big living person out?"

"Yeah, is there any way?" Jiang Xiaoming spit out his spine and buried his head in the rice, "Maybe, maybe Lin Mu heard the wind and transferred people in advance before we deployed control."

The bowls and chopsticks in front of Zhou Wei didn't move at all. Hearing this, he got up and dragged the pot of sheep and scorpions in front of Jiang Xiaoming far away: "Then you still eat?! Why don't you go find someone?"

"Brother-in-law, the police have to eat enough to work. I haven't closed my eyes for 48 hours. It's easy to catch up with your family's meal..."

Team Jiang had nowhere to ask, so he had to mix stir-fried carrots with broccoli into rice to make do with it.

Jiang Xiaoqi pushed Zhou Wei back to the dining table, removed the good meat from the spine of the sheep and fed him, and handed over the bones to Team Jiang, who gnawed silently and wept.

"Didn't you still squat down until he bought ingredients for two people and women's skin care products? If the hostages have been transferred out, why would he still do this kind of behavior that easily arouses suspicion, obsessive-compulsive disorder? A sense of ritual?"

"Who said it wasn't!" Captain Jiang was so angry that he couldn't bear to throw the bowl, "I just don't understand what the pervert thinks!"

Jiang Xiaoqi felt that maybe he had pretended to win over Lin Mu and made the other party aware of something. Where would Lin Mu hide Wei Lerong?

"If he had transferred the hostages ahead of time, it would have been at least a week since you deployed the hostages. How did he ensure that the other party would not escape his control?"

"I have help," Jiang Xiaoming snorted coldly, "I hope it's not someone from our family!" He was alluding to Jiang Xiaoteng.

"I had a chat with the psychological profiling expert in the team, and his opinion is that suspects like Lin Mu with some kind of emotional paranoia often have a desire to possess and control that is different from ordinary people, and he would not accept a long-term hostage. If the time is out of control, then his own psychology will be on the verge of collapse. For example, six or seven days, it is absolutely abnormal, maybe his shopping behavior has shown a mental state similar to hallucinations, imagining that he is still living with the hostages."

Jiang Xiaoming looked at the two primary school students who seemed to be good at math: "Don't you understand? I also think it's a bit fantasy. Isn't Lin Mu himself a psychologist? Maybe it's because doctors don't heal themselves."

"Tonight our technical investigators will hack into the surveillance at his villa. It will only take two hours. I will bring people in to search for evidence. If you don't believe me, you can't nail him down. No matter where he hides people, I will dig them out! "

Jiang Xiaoqi asked: "When will you act? I can help hold him back and make sure he doesn't go back suddenly while you are searching."

"I can do it too!" Zhou Wei hurriedly swallowed a mouthful of rice, holding his chopsticks in a V shape, "I can faint suddenly, and Brother Seven will send me to the Linmu Clinic. Pretending to be sick is my strong point. Delaying for two hours is not a problem. big."

Jiang Xiaoqi vetoed it with one vote: "No, you can't let him inject medicine and needles on you casually. I have a way. He won't do anything to me because of the relationship between my grandfather and my mother."

"Thanks to the enthusiastic citizens for their support of our police work." Jiang Xiaoming leaned forward and clamped a large piece of fleshy bone, "Don't worry, we arranged for someone to make an appointment for him for a one-hour psychological consultation. It will take him 25 minutes to half an hour to drive back to the villa. , and the Pengci plan... make sure he won't disturb us within two hours."

"I'm full! It tastes good, and the salt will be more delicious—"

Jiang Xiaoming turned to leave, but was stopped by Jiang Xiaoqi: "Wait a minute, I think of the psychological treatment room in Linmu Clinic, there seems to be a camera in the corner of the curtain. If I remember correctly, the audio and video recordings during the psychological consultation process need to be obtained from the counselor. agree."

This sentence really aroused Jiang Xiaoming's interest, and he snapped his fingers and typed: "Understood! You mean that his psychotherapy process may be suspected of infringing on the privacy of the client. I'll ask the technician to investigate. If it's true, we can also subpoena him based on this." !"

Jiang Xiaoqi has a vague feeling that the two of them don't seem to be on the same channel, but what Jiang Xiaoming said makes sense, but it doesn't hurt to check.

Afterwards, things went beyond smoothly. Not only did Lin Mu not return home suddenly within two hours of the operation, but he didn't go back all night and stayed directly in the clinic.

His performance was too calm and calm, like a single man struggling with his career.

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On Wednesday, Jiang Xiaoqi went to see Jiang Zhen. After all, if Jiang Zhen was willing to stand up and testify against Lin Mu for killing Jiang Boping 25 years ago, then the police could logically arrest Lin Mu.

In this situation, the police can't rush to a showdown, because they don't have enough Wang Zha to kill Lin Mu. Once Jiang Xiaoteng protects him, the hostages are in danger of being silenced.

After the new snow, the weather became drier and colder, and the mother and son took a walk in the garden after eating.

Jiang Zhen pursed his lips and let out a breath of white mist: "It's so fast, the Chinese New Year is coming—"

Jiang Xiaoqi took out a large gift box from the car, opened it, and inside was a crimson long coat.

"Xiaowei gave you a New Year's gift. He was afraid that he would not see you on New Year's Day, so he asked me to bring it here in advance. He bought it with his own money, and he has been secretly saving it for a long time!"

Jiang Zhen touched the soft down of the coat, his eyes were bright and he smiled warmly.

She didn't say anything, just took off her coat and threw it into the car, Jiang Xiaoqi hurriedly helped her put on the new clothes.

"It fits very well and is very beautiful." Jiang Xiaoqi looked at his mother happily circling around, "Mom, thank you for staying with me for another year. I am here today not to force you to tell a story, but I have a very I want to tell you a long story."

I don't know when, the snow fell again, quietly.

The mother and son walked halfway up the mountain along the path in the maple forest for a long time, with a thin layer of snow gradually covering their shoulders, and the long and rugged footprints behind them are like the 25 years they have walked together.

Jiang Xiaoqi helped Jiang Zhen up several snow-covered steps, stopped and waited for her to rest, but the story he told didn't stop: "...that day at the art museum, he picked up the other's dropped shoes and chased after her, kneeling in front of her to help her Put it on, now when he thinks about that day, even in his dream, he will cry out with self-blame, regretting that he picked up the glass slipper but didn't recognize his princess from the previous life."

"When Xiaowei was very young, he loved Ji Qing very much, but he didn't expect that the candy Ji Qing fed him was poisonous, and he was a tool destined to be sacrificed. Later, he returned to the Chen family and worked hard to make money for his parents. life, but his mother misses the little Jin she raised all the time, and worries about losing money and life when he is about to die."

"Wei Lerong and him are not half blood related, but he has watched those photos and videos countless times since he was a child, and he remembered every smile of hers, imagining how much she is still alive, thinking how much she loves himself... he There is only one obsession left, and I can't bear to let him lose it again."

"Mom, whether the person you want to protect is me, father, or Lin Mu, I just want you to know who is really worthy of your protection—"

Jiang Zhen raised her head slowly, with clear tears on her cheeks, she said tremblingly: "Xiaoqi, I don't have any evidence for that incident 25 years ago, it's not that I don't want to tell the truth, nor is it that I'm protecting Lin Mu...but Lin Mu, he once protected our mother and son..."

The author has something to say:

After defeating the boss, it should be over, so the last part needs to explain all the logic and clues clearly, and it is very difficult to write when it is received together. Every chapter has to be revised and written for a long time.

I will try my best to update it every day, thank you for the buddhist chasing articles~~~