monologue

Chu Xingmu squatted and waited for the bus at the bus stop in front of his house early in the morning. The No. 8 bus that passed by his house ended at Daxue Road, Yongxing District.

It was eight o'clock in the morning when Chu Xingmu arrived at the traffic police team. He bought some steamed buns at the breakfast market on the north side of Daxue Road, went to the newsstand at Daxue Road Station to buy a morning newspaper, and finally went to the traffic police team.

The traffic police team is near Daxue Road, Yongxing District. There are mostly students coming and going. There are also two commercial streets. Compared with other places, the workload of the University Town and the commercial street is relatively large, so there are police officers from the traffic police team on duty in each road section. inspection.

"Captain Chu, is the traffic police team your natal family? Do you come to our place every now and then?" Chu Xingmu just entered the office hall when a young traffic policeman approached him jokingly asked.

Chu Xingmu took out a bun from the other hand and threw it to the young traffic policeman named Zhang Ziyang.

"Haven't you heard the saying that if you have nothing to go to the Three Treasures Hall? Hurry up and use the buns to do things!" Chu Xingmu put the remaining buns on the table at the door, pulled up a chair and sat down on his own.

"Tell me, which section of the road do you want this time?" Zhang Ziyang opened the oil paper bag and smelled it, "It's really delicious! Only Lao Qinji's buns are as fragrant as the skin."

The traffic police team goes to work earlier than the criminal police team. They usually eat whatever they come across for breakfast. Laoqinji steamed buns are one of the most popular steamed buns in the breakfast market on Daxue Road. The skin is thin and the stuffing is big and economical. The dishes are also very particular, because the boss buys food from other districts. Sometimes he goes in by himself, and sometimes the sellers will deliver it. There are also diners from other districts who come here especially for the name. They drive for a few hours just to eat two old people. Qin Ji's steamed stuffed bun, Chu Xingmu used so many steamed stuffed buns to buy people's hearts.

"Eat your steamed stuffed bun. I'll ask you a few questions. If you get the answer, the rest of the stuffed stuffed bun will be yours. If you can't answer it, I'll give it to other people." Chu Xingmu said.

Zhang Ziyang quickly reached for the bun, but was slapped back by Chu Xingmu.

"Then ask quickly, I know how many pagoda trees and how many stray dogs there are on this section of Daxue Road." Zhang Ziyang patted his chest and promised.

"The police station doesn't have any time for you, nonsense, help me adjust the monitoring of several road sections, starting from Daxue Road and heading east, and see which intersections this taxi has appeared after 17 o'clock in the evening on the [-]th." Chu Xingmu said from He took out a small note from his jacket pocket and handed it to Zhang Ziyang. On the note was the license plate number of a taxi.

"The license plate number has been found out, so why don't you just take the driver back and ask?" Zhang Ziyang asked angrily, and every time Chu Xing checked the monitoring of the road section at night, he would run to their traffic police team.

"I want to know the details of the environment other than the person involved. Don't waste time. Are you guys going to change shifts soon? I remember Uncle Yang pointed you to a clean place last time. Untouchable uncles and aunts hinder you from performing official duties."

"It's easier for you to check the vehicle information here. The sooner the better, I have other places to go. I'll send someone to come over later. When Uncle Yang comes out, give him the newspaper and the buns. I'll go first." Chu Xingmu slapped the newspaper on the table, and left without waiting for Zhang Ziyang to speak.

Zhang Ziyang had half a steamed bun in his mouth, holding the newspaper in one hand and the steamed bun in the other. He happened to see Uncle Yang coming out of it, so he gave him the steamed stuffed bun and the newspaper.

Zhang Ziyang asked: "Uncle Yang, Captain Chu hasn't stopped going out in the past six months. Is the criminal investigation team very busy?"

Uncle Yang shook his head with a smile, took the newspaper and the steamed stuffed bun, and said, "If there are cases, there are not enough people. You can't run away."

As he spoke, Uncle Yang handed the newspaper to Zhang Ziyang. Zhang Ziyang looked down and saw that the newspaper was about a burglary murder case. The deceased was a writer and had a certain number of fans. The social impact of this case was bad, and the residents around the deceased's house were in panic. They were afraid that they would be the next to suffer, so the higher-ups asked the criminal investigation team to solve the case as soon as possible.

Chu Xingmu was already under a lot of pressure, and now that he has taken Huang Qing's case, he can only try to run in both directions.

"Okay, then I have to quickly adjust the monitoring, I just ate two buns he gave me." Zhang Ziyang straightened his hat and left.

Jingtan Villa, heard about Qin's family.

Wen Xiangqin was sitting on the sofa with a newspaper in his hand. A gardener in Wen's family had the habit of reading newspapers. He had a little grandson who was in the third grade of elementary school. He would help his grandfather buy newspapers after school every day. When I go to work, I always buy the morning newspaper at the newsstand in front of my house, and I never miss it all day. I often bring the newspaper to work. Wen Xiangqin has seen it many times, but he didn't say anything.

The newspaper in Wen Xiangqin's hand was brought by that old man. The same section printed the same burglary murder case. In addition to this burglary murder case, there was also an article titled "Garbage Dump Murder". Due to the nature of the two cases, Differently, the newspaper focused on the burglary and homicide case, so the section of this case was very long.

Wen Xiangqin looked at the newspaper, and his thoughts went back to when he was in the police academy. He majored in criminal investigation back then. If his mother hadn't had an accident, he might be a criminal policeman now.

But now he has not become a policeman, he has become a suspect first, and the reunion with Chu Xingmu is not a good start.

The coffee on the table was still steaming, and Wen Xiangqin remembered that he drank a cup of coffee to find Huang Qing before going out on the night of the 17th, but Huang Qing died that night.

The cause of death is still unknown, and he and Xu Ruolin became suspects. He didn't expect Huang Qing's death. When he first received the news, he really thought that Xu Ruolin killed him too hard. After making troubles for Huang Qing, or he died before it was too late, Wen Xiangqin was sure that Huang Qing's death might have nothing to do with him and Xu Ruolin. Huang Qing's death was investigated by the police, but his company's property was short of money But no one helped him make it up.

So Wen Xiangqin dialed the phone, and after ten seconds, Xu Ruolin's idle voice came from the phone, "Second brother, what's wrong?"

Hearing Xu Ruolin's voice on the phone, Wen Xiangqin took the receiver away, and the extremely piercing DJ dance music came out from the phone, Xu Ruolin basically yelled when speaking.

"I asked you to find out how Huang Qing died. Did you go to disco?"

"Isn't this being investigated? Boss Jiang said that he saw Huang Qing in Jin'an that night."

After Xu Ruolin finished speaking, Wen Xiangqin hung up the phone, picked up the cigarette on the table, lit one, took a sip, and let the cigarette burn in his hand.

"Aren't you going to the company today?" Wen Xiangqin heard the voice, looked up, and put out the cigarette in the ashtray.

Wen Ti wore a black suit and came down from the stairs gracefully. Her dark purple curly hair covered her neck and she was wearing a black bow tie. The neatly pressed suit wrapped her slender and thin body, like a handsome man who just came back from a prom. Gentleman, he's actually only 20 years old.

Wen asked Qin, "Where are you going? I'll send someone to take you off."

Wen Ti sneered and said, "No need, I won't go crazy on the street."

Wen Xiangqin was choked up, his face immediately turned cold, and he didn't ask a word.

Wen Ti then said: "Go to a spiritual lecture."

Then Wen Ti unhurriedly opened the door and went out.

Wen Xiangqin looked at his back and scratched his hair irritably.

Wen Ti is Wen Xiangqin's half-brother, an illegitimate child, Wen Xiangqin is ten years older than him, Wen Ti was taken back to Wen's home by Wen Xiangqin's father when he was 11 years old, and Wen Ti had been there for seven years history of mental illness.

"Where's Xiao Tang?" Bai Yao called while holding the phone.

"Here!" Tang Zhe came out of the utility room.

Bai Yao hung up the phone and said, "The captain asked you to go to the traffic police brigade in Yongxing District and find a man named Zhang Ziyang to pick up your things."

"Now?" Tang Zhe still held a lot of half-organized files in his hand.

Bai Yao took the things from Tang Zhe and said, "Go now, the captain said to go to Huang Qing's house after getting the things."

Tang Zhe went to pick up his things before returning to his work station.

Lang Lang turned around and asked, "Is it Huang Qing's case?"

"Well, we only interrogated Xu Ruolin and Wen Xiangqin before, because they had obvious motives for committing crimes, but the captain later released them all and said that we would start the investigation from the beginning." Qi Shaocheng replied.

Xia Ci said: "He suspected that there was a mistake in Huang Qing's autopsy report, and now it is estimated that it is in the third division."

"There are still flaws in the autopsy report? Aren't these all direct evidence?" Bai Yao asked puzzled.

Xia Ci glanced at her and said, "Don't talk about an autopsy report, there are still a few unjust, false and wrongly decided cases decades ago? It's not like everyone is perverted like Han, how many mosquitoes are there on the corpse? I remember everything clearly, and besides, it involves internal personnel, so it would be a big deal to investigate."

Zhao Chen folded his arms and shook twice, "Deputy Captain, shut up."

"Shall I shut up and give you the stage?" Xia Ci gave him a blank look, and Zhao Chen was speechless.

"Sister Lang, are we still going to Liu Zhen's house today?" Bai Yao turned her head and asked Lang Lang. Lang Lang was sorting out the records of Hu Hanying's case. She put down her pen and thought for a while, then said, "Let's go again. Something is hiding from us."

"I think so too. Yesterday she called to ask when Hu Hanying's body would be cremated." It was Bai Yao who answered the phone.

The cases of Hu Hanying and Huang Qing were rushed together, so after discussing with Xia Ci, Chu Xingmu and Xia Ci decided that Chu Xingmu and Xia Ci would be in charge of one respectively. Chu Xingmu and Tang Zhe would investigate Huang Qing's case first, and Xia Ci Ci and Lang Lang, Bai Yao, and Qi Shaocheng teamed up to investigate the case. Zhao Chen spent most of his time looking after the house, and went where there was a shortage of people.

"Cremation? The murderer hasn't been found out yet. Why are you in such a rush to cremate the body? If you ask me, Sister Lang and Xiao Bai hurry up and go again. That Liu Zhen still has something to say." Zhao Chen passed by with a glass of water.

Half an hour later, Bai Yao and Lang Lang arrived downstairs at Liu Zhen's house. The house where the homicide happened has been sealed off. Liu Zhen is now at her parents' house.

The two stood downstairs for a while, Bai Yao wrote down the questions she wanted to ask in a pad, Lang Lang saw it and asked her, "Where do you plan to start asking?"

Lang Lang was talking about what he asked Liu Zhen to find out this time, because they had been to Liu Zhen's house three times before, and Liu Zhen's words were always ambiguous, especially when it came to narrating Hu Hanying's past, and Liu Zhen's attitude towards Hu Hanying Lang Lang has been a little cold all the time, and these are all unintentionally discovered by Lang Lang during the previous inquiry process, which makes Lang Lang wonder if there is any gap between the couple that even death can't solve.

A few times ago, Liu Zhen talked about Hu Hanying's social circle and the few people who were in frequent contact with Hu Hanying. Lang Lang and Bai Yao later checked and found that Hu Hanying had no friends at all. I ran all over the bookstore that Hu Hanying frequented and asked the staff of the bookstore, and everyone said they had never seen him.

Therefore, Bai Yao thinks that he is just an excuse to go to the bookstore. The excuse to go to the bookstore is actually to go to other places. The suit on his body is the best proof. After taking care of himself in the suit, there must be something very important to do, or to meet someone, but Liu Zhen cannot tell these.

Lang Lang nodded after Bai Yao finished her thoughts. She also thought about the angle Bai Yao thought of. According to their interviews, neighbors, bookstore employees and people who had been with Hu Hanying all said that Hu Hanying had always been alone. How did he make enemies with others when he was alone and lived in seclusion?