Evil and punishment [criminal investigation]

The New Year's Eve came in the blink of an eye, and Nie Cheng took over the duty to celebrate the New Year with the receptionist.

On the seventh day of the lunar new year, I started to go to work. Everyone was not enthusiastic about work, but there was a lot of backlog of work. They had to rush to work slowly like an old cow pulling a broken cart.During this week, everyone was exhausted physically and mentally.

On the [-]th day of the first lunar month, Nie Cheng had to make a mistake.

Before, the district bureau hurriedly transferred Wei Yuan's case to the procuratorate a few years ago, because the facts were clear and the evidence was indeed sufficient. Wei Yuan pleaded guilty again, and the procuratorate handled it quickly, but there was one case that needed to be re-investigated.

Wei Yuan’s confession mentioned that because he often saw his father’s domestic violence against his mother when he was young, he had strong sympathy for He Peiyi, and he took it upon himself to “get rid of this trouble” for her.However, Wei Yuan, as a psychologist who has been practicing for many years, has experienced domestic violence among his former patients, so he did not take extreme actions.

Is it because He Peiyi is beautiful?Wei Yuan argued that He Peiyi was a bit like her mother when she was young, so he let him go back to that painful memory.

The procuratorate has doubts about this statement. Although it cannot change the case itself because of sympathy for the killing, it has a major impact on Wei Yuan's social risk assessment, which means it will affect the sentencing.

If he really decided to kill because of his own experience and He Peiyi's mother's traits, then he would not be very harmful to the general public.

The procuratorate sent the police back for a supplementary investigation, and Li Mu found Nie Cheng. The district bureau was empty recently, so please ask him to bring someone to visit and bring back some evidence.Nie Cheng has experience in handling cases, so he can rest assured.

Nie Cheng agreed and planned to take Deng Ting with him, but Deng Ting was assigned another job by the Chai Bureau, and other colleagues also had their own tasks these days. Li Mu was in a hurry, and he couldn't find it for a while. people.

Coincidentally, on the fourteenth day of the first lunar month, Jiang Zhun called him and asked him when he planned to practice the "eat a meal" he said before.

Nie Cheng was not in the mood to eat now, so he casually mentioned something about a business trip, but Jiang Zhun agreed without hesitation.

"I'll go with you." He said bluntly.

So on the morning of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Nie Cheng drove to pick Jiang Zhun downstairs, and the two took the expressway along the outer ring road. The navigation showed that the estimated time to reach the destination was 3 hours.Nie Cheng had called Wei Yuan's mother before, and asked her to sort out evidence such as medical certificates from the doctor after being beaten before, and ask her for some information. It would not take too much time, and he could go back and forth on the same day.

It was a gloomy day, with no sunshine on the lead-colored clouds after driving out of the urban area, no wind, and strong humidity, which made people feel cold to the bone.

When passing by the first service area, Nie Cheng silently lit a cigarette.

Jiang Zhun looked at him curiously, "Why did you smoke again?"

Nie Cheng smiled and said nothing.

Jiang Zhun reacted, "Are you tired? Pinch it, I'll drive in a while."

Nie Cheng didn't refuse, obediently crushed the cigarette butt, and threw the remaining half of the cigarette into the trash can.

Jiang Zhun sat in the cab, Nie Cheng put down the passenger seat slightly, closed his eyes and fell asleep within a few minutes.

I don't know how long it took, the bumpy road made the whole car shake, and Nie Cheng woke up from his deep sleep.

"Where have you been?"

"Coming."

They had just entered the village entrance, and in front of them was a small bungalow with solar panels hanging on the roof, and each house had a high courtyard wall. There were a few bicycles at the door, and there were cars parked in the widest part of the road.

Since they entered the village, the eyes of the villagers have been circling their foreign car.Jiang Zhun simply lowered the car window and greeted him: "Old man, how can I get to Wei Yuan's house?"

The villagers knew more or less about Wei Yuan's arrest, and they actively surrounded them to show them the way, and they couldn't help but stand in front of the car window and gossip with them. I just came here for a few years and lived a good life, I didn't expect it", "I watched him grow up when I was young, how did he become like this when I went to the city", there is no valuable information.

The two patiently listened to the villagers' discussions, found the right time to thank them, and quickly started the car to bypass the crowd.

Wei Yuan's house is in a corner of the village, and the door opens in a different direction from the surrounding houses. The door faces a secluded path. It may have been for the sake of tranquility, but now it looks deserted under the guidance of the people around.There are usually no outsiders in the village. The two iron gates of his house are ajar, and he can see into the courtyard at a glance from the outside.

They got out of the car and knocked on the iron gate, but no one answered, they stepped into the yard.The courtyard was kept clean, and there were no poultry. On the two chairs placed one after the other, there were dried eggplants, bacon and other ingredients that needed to be air-dried.The house looks relatively new. Although it has only one floor, the three large rooms are clean and bright with large double-glazed windows.

"Is anyone home?" Nie Cheng raised his voice and asked.

"coming."

The man in the sweater opened the door from the facing room. He looked out with squinted eyes, and his already frowning brows were further creased.

"You are?"

"Police, here to find out the situation. Are you Wei Yuan's elder brother Wei Da?"

They showed their IDs, Wei Danuo should be, rubbing his hands uncomfortably, his vigilant eyes flicked between them.

"Sit in the room, both of you, let's talk in the room." He made a gesture of invitation, let the two enter the room, and closed the door by himself.

Pushing open the door, one can immediately feel the heat and a sour smell in the room.The sour smell was not unpleasant, it was the vinegar that evaporated from the radiator in his house, and there were a few dried orange peels beside the vinegar basin.The house is very clean, and things are arranged in an orderly manner. It doesn't look rich, but it is more warm.

It's just that the room is a bit hot, and the inside of the windows is covered with water droplets, and there is still a sense of humidity in the dry and cold weather in the north.Just like that, Wei Yuan's mother was sitting on the bed, clutching a big quilt.

Wei's mother was nearly sixty years old, her hair was mostly gray, her eyes darkened when she saw the uniforms on them, and she dared not neglect her, so she forced a smile and beckoned them to sit down quickly, when Wei Da also came back.

Nie Cheng explained the purpose of coming, and the Wei family mother and son relaxed a little.

"Maybe it can save Xiao Yuan's sentence for a few years? Okay, we will definitely cooperate. Dazi, those things are in the chest of drawers in my room, go and bring them to the police comrades. Police comrades, drink tea, drink tea." Mother Wei said.

The two sat down amid Mother Wei's eager smile, and Nie Cheng asked, "When was the last time Wei Yuan came back?"

"Two months ago, oh no, it's already February now. He came back after a long vacation last year, probably in the middle and late October."

"How many days have you stayed?"

"Four days."

When Nie Cheng asked about Wei Yuan's recent situation, Wei's mother kept sighing, saying that he was busy with work and didn't usually go home; if he asked again, it was all about Wei Yuan's life before he went to high school and lived in school.

"Mom, where did you put it?" Wei Da's voice came from inside the house.

"I've tidied everything in the last drawer." Mother Wei said loudly, turning her head to the room without getting out of bed.

"No."

"That's the penultimate one."

"No."

"Impossible, look for it again."

Mother Wei sighed, lifted the quilt tremblingly, and wanted to go to the ground to find him.

Jiang Zhun was close, he supported Wei's mother, and persuaded: "Don't worry."

Nie Cheng stood up and said he wanted to visit Wei Yuan's room.

Wei's mother paused, sighed and said, "It's in the next room, the door is unlocked, you can go and see, I won't follow."

Nie Cheng nodded, walked out the door, and turned around to Wei Yuan's room without going down the steps.Maybe because he didn't come back often, although a room was reserved for him, it was the only east-west facing room among the three.

He didn't really handle Wei Yuan's case, and this was the first time he had the opportunity to get to know his former psychiatrist from the side.

The room is less than ten square meters, not sunny and cloudy, and the indoor light is dim. After getting used to the light, you can see a single bed, bedside table, wardrobe, a simple writing desk, a fax copier, and a very conspicuous bookshelf.The bookshelves are full of books, and the rows that are easy to access are all psychological books. Nie Cheng picks up one casually, and there are serious and detailed notes on the margins of the book; the other rows are more miscellaneous, with literature and history books Books, there are textbooks from high school and college, and some sundries.

Nie Cheng glanced around and focused on his desk.There are a few books stacked on one side of the table, and Nie Cheng slightly bent his head to look at them. They are all books about personality psychology. These are different from the books on the bookshelf. They should be read often, or when he comes home in October. Came here to read it.

He quickly flipped through these books, saw no doubts in the flying pages, and there were no notes in the books, and then put them back as they were.

There were three drawers on one side of the desk, and he opened them one by one lightly.

He didn't have a search warrant, so it's not good to blatantly search someone's drawers like this, but Wei's mother said just now that she wouldn't follow, maybe she felt that the other policemen had come a few times before they searched everything, or maybe she was tired To deal with it is already a tacit consent.

Regarding the matter of Wei Yuan, he always had unspeakable doubts in his heart, and he always felt that these things happened by coincidence.

The first drawer contains sundries such as scissors and glue, the second drawer contains blank notebooks and draft paper, and the third drawer contains some printed papers. Nie Cheng flipped through them roughly, but found no new clues.

Just when he closed the drawer and was about to return to the main room, he suddenly found that the drawer structure of Wei Yuan's writing desk was the same as his. The length of the drawer was shorter than the length of the desk top, so there would be a certain gap between the back panel of the drawer and the back panel of the desk. Space, hard to notice from the outside.

Nie Cheng immediately pulled out the middle drawer completely and put it aside. He reached in and touched it. After rubbing a hand of dust, he found a brown paper file bag outside the back panel of the bottom drawer.

He made sure that there was nothing else left, and hurriedly put it back in the drawer, dusted off the document, unwound the thread in circles, and pulled out the A4 paper inside.

Halfway through the paper, someone behind him suddenly opened the door.

"I found the information." Jiang Zhun said.

Nie Cheng didn't look back, and said, "Understood, here we come."

"Ah."

Jiang Zhun went back first, and Nie Cheng looked at the half-drawn document in his hand. On it was Jiang Zhun's photo, and next to it were a few lines of personal information similar to a resume.

Even if Wei Yuan is Jiang Zhun's psychiatrist, he doesn't need to hide a piece of patient information so deliberately.

Could this information mean that what happened to him recently was no coincidence?

What else does Jiang Zhun know? Did he hide anything from him?

Nie Cheng folded the file bag and put it in his uniform. After returning to the main room, he accepted the documents Wei Da handed over with a normal expression, and looked through the injury identification. When Wei Yuan called the police because of his father's domestic violence, the copy of the transcripts of the family. There are also court judgments on divorce and so on.

Nie Cheng checked with them one by one, and wrote a list for them to sign for confirmation. He and Jiang Zhun also signed on it, and took some photos.

Before leaving, the taciturn Wei Da held Nie Cheng's hand with both hands, with tears in his eyes, and asked him to take care of Wei Yuan, and asked them to help pass the news that Wei's mother was seriously ill recently, and let him send some money when he had time Come.

It was already 02:30 in the afternoon when we left Wei Yuan's house.

Originally, the village was only cloudy with occasional sunshine, but now it was completely cloudy and extremely dark, just like the weather on the highway when they came.

Snowflakes were falling in the town not far away, they ate something nearby, and after eating, a layer of snow had accumulated on the road, and the wind blew.The two quickly got into the car, and Nie Cheng drove back.

As we go forward, the snow gets heavier. The highway has already been covered with a thick layer of snow, and the windshield is inseparable from the windshield wipers.

The car can neither drive too fast in a snowy day, nor drive too slow on a high speed. Nie Cheng is concentrating on staring at the front, Jiang Zhun dare not relax to help him watch the road conditions, he is even more tired than Nie Cheng.

Xu was nervous for a long time, and being in a small room, coupled with the gloomy weather made his chest tight, Jiang Zhun was in a bad mood, and he even smoked a cigarette despite Nie Cheng's dissuasion.

They finally entered the city, and were stopped by the traffic police just after passing the high-speed toll booth.

Nie Cheng rolled down the car window, and the traffic policeman on duty saluted him, and said with a sigh of relief, "Comrade, there is too much snow ahead, and the road has been blocked."

"What should we do now?"

"Get off the expressway from there, and you can take the ordinary lane to go back to the city, but the snow is too heavy, it is difficult to walk, and it is dangerous. I suggest you find a place nearby to stay for the night after you go down."

"Is there a service area hotel near here?"

"No, but there is a scenic spot not far away, and there should be a place to stay."

The wind and snow were raging, and the visibility was very low. During the time they were talking, there was no car passing by. Nie Cheng knew that he couldn't drive any further, so he said thank you, got off the highway, and slowly drove forward along the path.

The scenic spot mentioned by the traffic police is a few mountains, which are good places to enjoy the shade in summer. There are many farmhouses at the foot of the mountains, but now in the middle of winter, there are not even any lights on.

The mobile phone signal is not good, the location of the navigation is changing, and the few farmhouses he found are all closed. Jiang Zhun has been frowning and not speaking, with a pair of long legs constantly flexing and stretching, changing postures to vent his irritability.

After driving for nearly a quarter of an hour, he still hadn't found his residence, and Nie Cheng was also a little anxious. Just when he was hesitating whether to go back the same way and take the ordinary driveway to go back to the city, a light finally appeared in front of him.

This is a hotel built on a trail in the forest. It has only two floors and has an exquisite appearance. It is different from the funeral parlor-like hotels in the service area. It has the style of a forest homestay.It is a good choice to go directly to the scenic spot from this fork road. At this time, the road is too potholed. Now the car can drive in, but no matter how deep the snow is, it will not be able to drive out.But this is not the Northeast, and there are very few days of heavy snow in a row, and it will stop by tomorrow morning at the latest.

They didn't care much, parked the car at the door, filled some antifreeze, wrapped their coats tightly and entered the hotel.