Common cause

In the morning, the canteen of the unit.

As soon as Xiang Yuanfu took his seat, several new colleagues surrounded him like a hyena.

The fat man touched the stuffed buns in his bowl, and Xiao Jiang wiped his hands on his collar. Da Long saw that he had nothing to exploit, so he sat across from him and rubbed his hands and smiled at him.

Wen Jie came a step late, the seats for four were already full, so he had to drink some porridge and chat with the other three.

While talking poorly, more than a dozen special policemen hurried past with breakfast, and Dalong said hello, "What are you guys up to?"

The SWAT captain said helplessly: "It's still the van kidnapping case. It hasn't been solved yet, and the battle line is getting longer and longer. This time, we SWAT police were involved, saying that the other party might carry weapons. Anyway, it's very troublesome——Your new brigade was established. , is it going well?"

Xiao Jiang said: "No case yet, just idle!"

The special police left one after another, and several people were talking about it, and the fat man answered the phone: "Well, okay, oh? What! Immediately!"

The fat man picked up the line like he was on fire, took a sip of Xiangyuan's porridge, and said anxiously: "Someone in the old city called the police, brothers, hurry up, the report means at least it's a case of extermination!"

The five of them got a police car and drove all the way. Wen Jie leaned out of the window from time to time on the way, trying to pull out the police lights for fun.

When he was about to arrive at the scene, Xiang Yuan was thrown into his arms by a screaming object, which frightened him, so he let out an "ah", pulled the onion from the dry land, and unfortunately pushed it against the roof of the car, and fell back to the seat dizzy. He was frantically greeted by several other people.

Wen Jie smiled, took the police light thrown by Xiao Jiang, clasped his hands up, and put the light back on.

Xiao Jiang praised: "Fuck, you're so fucking cool."

The scene of the crime was in an old-fashioned residential area. A large red canopy was set up in the yard between several residential buildings, dozens of tables, chairs and benches were placed randomly, and there were pots on them.

After a few glances at Xiang Yuan, he felt that the case should not be solved—the awning completely blocked the view of Skynet. From this point of view, there was still a banquet yesterday, and people came and went, which invisibly increased the investigation. difficulty.

The others didn't say anything.

When he entered the building and asked, the fat man looked a little lonely: "Hey, I thought some of them blew this time, so I hung up one."

Wen Jie said, "Do you have sympathy? One is not enough? This is a male case."

At the entrance, Dalong distributed shoe covers and gloves to several people, and then said: "There are not enough hair covers, everyone, please be careful not to scratch your head, so as not to disturb the technical department."

Wen Jie asked curiously, "And the wig? This is your mother's favourite."

Fatty Jie Jie: "Be careful and put it all on you!"

Little Jiang Le: "It's not a dick."

Dalong laughed and softened his waist, barely standing still while supporting the wall.

When I entered the room, I found that the deceased had been removed by the technical department and placed on the ground next to the sofa.The deceased was a beautiful woman in her twenties. One side of her skirt suspenders hung on her shoulders, and the other side was broken, revealing half of her snow-white breasts. The side of her neck was bruised and purple, and her body was incontinent. Vigorous beauty, it can be seen that he was indeed outstanding during his lifetime.

The fat man was speechless: "This level, you must be a big model!"

Da Long hit him with his right elbow: "Everyone is gone, there is something in their mouth."

Xiao Jiang stretched out one hand in a gesture of welcome, and praised: "Look at the long legs."

Da Long hit him with his left elbow: "Turn off your voice channel."

Fatty Xiao Jiang sang and sang, and Dalong only hated that he had lost two elbows, but they talked about it, but it was of no help to the case.

Wen Jie was holding his arms beside him. He didn't do much. First, he didn't understand the process. Second, when the captain was absent, he was considered a civil leader and didn't need to share weal and woe with Fatty and the others. They all have one thing in common, they all rely on the authority of men to speak.

Xiang Yuan was left on the sidelines. He had finished observing the deceased and the scene. Out of boredom, he began to observe Wen Jie from the corner of his eye: Wen Jie had high cheekbones, a hooked nose, and his whole figure was like a long, steep nail. But the eyes glowed with a kind brilliance.

Before he changed his job, Wen Jie had some fantasies about showing off his powers. Unfortunately, he had no idea when he went to the scene, so he let his eyes wander and saw Xiang Yuan. He had the best impression of this civil servant—thin Tall, neat and clean, his appearance always reminds people of the ancient scholars with slender eyebrows and fine eyes, and he has the virtue of reticence. Whenever he hears the fat man's shocking words, he just frowned, with a misty girlish air, always The appearance of being absent.

Wen Jie looked at it openly, and glanced at Yuanyan obsequiously, and after a while, his eyes met, and both sides were a little embarrassed.Wen Jie had no choice but to say: "Yuan'er, don't just stand there, ah—you don't know how to do that either, so you can make on-site records."

Answered to the garden.

Within a day, several people were divided into groups, went deep into the masses one after another, and went to the neighbors to conduct investigations.It wasn't until six or seven in the afternoon that the few people got away from the case temporarily, found a barbecue stall next to the bar, and began to share their discoveries like a hundred flowers blooming.

The fat man poured out bitter water because the biggest result was that he almost had a fight with the neighbor of the deceased. The reason was that the other party thought that he got married yesterday, firstly, he had no time to kill, secondly, he had no motive for killing, and thirdly, he was not obliged to cooperate with the police. Jumping and howling in the corridor, Xiao Jiang slapped him on the ground with a pair of peaks piercing his ears. Wen Jie asked a few police officers to escort him back to the bureau for interrogation.

Dalong made some gains in the neighborhood committee. After some work by the aunts, the clavicle Bodhisattva of the deceased was born. Their modest words and righteousness imply that the fashionable beauties who work in the bar street must have smiled and greeted the guests and died of love. Very logical.

After hearing some conclusions, Wen Jie was quite frustrated, and felt that it was reasonable for several colleagues to be kicked out by the brigade they worked for before.

Xiao Jiang was about to continue to contribute his detective achievements, but Wen Jie interrupted him with a wave of his hand, and said, "Come on, you guys are talking about a bunch of bullshit and none of them are relevant, so tell Yuaner!"

Xiang Yuan took out the notebook, sat up straight, held the notebook in both hands and read: "Double 6 murder case, room 601 on the 26th floor of Baiyang Community where the incident occurred, one deceased, a 24-year-old female, and the initial estimated time of death was within 602 hours. First of all, it must be determined that after the preliminary forensic identification, the deceased was not sexually assaulted, so it was a love killing, a vendetta killing, or a murder for money. If it was a murder for money, why were the obvious valuables not lost? Further relationship investigation is needed; if it is a vendetta, there are more possibilities. Moreover, from yesterday to early this morning, there was a wedding in room [-] opposite, and outsiders kept coming in and out.

Wen Jie slapped his thigh, and finally smiled: "Do you know what it means to have a clear mind? Do you know what it means to be hidden? Leave it to Yuaner, and the rest will be remade for me!"

Xiang Yuan felt a little confused, because he just played the police application essay, summed up the current situation, added a few specific times, picked out a few useless ideas, and didn't even need to come up with any routes or frameworks, and he didn't know it was them It's so easy to be fooled, it's still Wen Jie's performance of courtship.

The fat man picked up a bunch of leeks and shook them, and said with a smile, "Make it! Make it! You can make it!"

Little Jiang Dalong followed the music, and both raised the beer bottles and touched them. The cold air from the mouth of the bottles swirled upwards, circling around the yellow lights hanging from the roadside stalls.

The bar street is bustling, the shirtless men at the barbecue stalls are so busy that their feet are on the ground, and the boring women have not yet gone to work, holding their mobile phones against the street lamps, and their faces are covered with sweat from the night lamps.

Dalong picked up a piece of roasted garlic and put it in his mouth, picked up his chopsticks and nodded his head to sign the sign: "I heard from the neighbors that the victim will go to work here."

The fat man took a sip and raised his head in a daze: "What is this bar called? Safe Zone? It's so fucking safe."

Xiao Jiang smirked and said, "It's a pity for the victim today. His face looks——."

Wen Jie opened a beer and asked, "What's the victim's name?"

Xiang Yuan closed the notebook and put it back inside his suit: "Yuan Xiaofei, the name sounds pretty nice too."

As soon as Xiangyuan sent out the name of the deceased on the tongue, there was a whimpering demon wind blowing from the street, carrying a red plastic bag and dancing wildly in the middle of the street, a spot of bright red drifted in the black hole, as if the unyielding soul of the deceased came to seek his life sign.

Several people shuddered at the same time.

Xiang Yuan tightened his woolen suit, feeling that winter in Haimen is coming soon.