Common cause

At seven o'clock that night, when Xiang Yuan arrived at the back alley of the bar, the whole team stood guard there.

Xiang Yuan asked, "What's going on?"

Wen Jie said: "We went through the surveillance for three days, Xiao Jiang found a very suspicious person, around the time of Yuan Xiaofei's death, sneaked up the stairs, fucked downstairs, and with Yuan Xiaofei," he leaned into Xiang Yuan's ear and whispered Said, "And Meng Di," he returned to the normal distance, "we all know each other, he is a beer porter in the safe zone, according to the confession of the bar manager and the waiter, this person usually has dirty hands and feet, and has a record of burglary before. It's called... what is it called?"

"Whatever his name is," the fat man looked at his watch. "He's not at work yet. The bar opens at nine, and the porter goes to work an hour earlier. We have to get ready."

Dalong echoed: "If you can't catch him in the bar, it's hard to go after him. If the suspect escapes out of the province, it's basically over."

Wen Jie said: "Okay, then let's get ready, let's divide into groups."

So the fat little Jiang volunteered to wait in the bar, and Dalong guarded the only way from the back kitchen of the bar to the back alley.

As for Xiang Yuan, being in a group with Wen Jie has become a routine.

The back alley was pattering like a dark river, Wen Jie looked down, and found that it was just a ditch of fine sewage against the wall, and there were some shiny black multi-legged insects crawling up and down in the garbage dump, big rats Suddenly coming and going, these voices combined together, it seems that this back alley is full of life at night.

Xiang Yuan stood in front of a puddle of sewage reflecting neon lights. He touched the water surface with his shoes, and the water surface twisted and changed immediately.

Wen Jie lit a cigarette and said, "Don't just stand there stupidly, hurry up and pick up something that's handy."

Xiang Yuan raised his head and asked, "Self-defense?"

"Be careful, beat him up." Wen Jie bit his cigarette with a sly smile, and then urged, "When you do this for a while, step sideways to the left—"

According to the instructions, Xiang Yuan took a step forward to the left.

"Then find the lower part of the opponent's ribs," Wen Jie stood opposite Xiang Yuan, comparing his own ribs, "clench his left fist and wave his hand violently, this is the liver, he can't get up in one fell swoop, hey, fuck you Don't hit me!"

Xiang Yuan waved his fist tentatively, but Wen Jie squeezed his fist and dragged him sideways into his arms.Xiang Yuan bowed his waist and laughed, Wen Jie pinched him from behind, seemingly gaining the upper hand, but he gasped a few times, which showed that this trick was really clever.

Xiang Yuan pulled away from his embrace, turned around and said, "I'm going to find something in my hand—" Before he finished speaking, he chuckled a few times, Wen Jie clutched his side and made a gesture to hit him, but Xiang Yuan dodged him.

Wen Jie leaned against the wall, breathing slowly, intending to wait for Xiang Yuan to bring back some wooden sticks, but under his surprised gaze, Xiang Yuan came back dragging two steel pipes.

Xiang Yuan said, "A signboard is being installed in the alley over there. This is left over from scaffolding."

Wen Jie held out his thumb.

At this time, a black shadow approached across the alley, dancing with hands and feet, and at the same time brought music: Summer passed quietly and I still miss you, every word you say, every word you say makes me remember, just in the dream of autumn, I met again you--

This person twisted Feilang's upper limbs, and imitated the singing of a girl from Taiwan very dedicatedly. The shaker sound in each piece of soundtrack was replaced by his own "rustle".Wen Jie felt amused by Xiang Yuan, and patiently waited for the man to walk from the dark to the bright.

Accompanied by the dance music, the man took a step back every three steps forward, and at the end of the song, he finally walked to a place illuminated by street lights.

Wen Jie was stunned for a few seconds, and then yelled, "It's him!"

Xiang Yuan reacted quickly and shouted: "Police, don't move!"

The fat boy was startled, turned around and ran wildly. Because of his excessive movement, he threw himself on the ground, braced his hands, swayed awkwardly again, and continued to run forward.

Before the fat boy could take two steps, Wen Jie had already chased him, only an arm's length away, Wen Jie kicked against the side wall, hooked the other man's neck and rolled to the ground, with a firm chokehold .

"Xiang Yuan!"

Xiang Yuan followed, raised the steel pipe and swung it down—unfortunately, it hit Wen Jie who was tumbling.

"You damn sure hit it!",

Wen Jie let go of his arm, rolled on the ground, and threw another steel pipe into the air to Yuan. Wen Jie just caught it when he jumped up. A few moves focused on the calf, and the steel pipe was swung horizontally towards the opponent's shin, head-to-head, causing the calf to crack.

Wen Jie couldn't continue, because the rest of the people rushed out from the back kitchen of the bar one after another, crowded and running in the back alley, and what's more, like Xiao Jiang, flew forward and crushed the fat boy to death. He and Dalong were also covered, and the back alley was as narrow as an intestine, and the four people entangled in a ball were a lump of dry dung that couldn't move forward. Under the flashing street lights, it was quite an interesting scene.

Xiang Yuan was holding the steel pipe and stood there dumbfounded. Wen Jie knew he wasn't dumb, but was shocked by the scene full of conflicts - the so-called scholar can know the world's affairs without going out, but no matter how much Xiang Yuan saw when he was studying, he was shocked. If you want to catch a case, it is better to try this time yourself.

On the way back to the court, the whole team was beaming. The next task everyone assigned to Xiang Yuan and Wen Jie was to go to the nearby bathhouse to take a big bath to get rid of bad luck, and the other three would do the interrogation.

When Xiang Yuan was changing clothes in the dressing room, he realized that the sleeves of his suit were severely torn probably because of his excessive movements. Wen Jie was even worse, the back of his leather jacket was bruised on the ground, so he had to ask Dalong to buy two at a nearby stall. Make up the number of clothes.

Xiang Yuan was throwing his new coat over his shoulders, Wen Jie said, "Give me yours."

Xiang Yuan asked, "Why?"

"When a man reaches the age of 30, he can no longer wear clothes with hats. My sweater has a hat. I will exchange it with you."

"I'm also thirty."

Wen Jie said in surprise, "Really, I didn't see it, I thought you were 25 six."

Xiang Yuan threw his hatless coat to him: "I thought you were over 50."

"Fuck you."

The two laughed.

The two had a full meal at the noodle restaurant opposite the police station, and looked at the wall clock, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

Wen Jie slapped his chopsticks on the table: "Go, let's watch their interrogation."

Xiang Yuan was so sleepy that he almost fell into the bowl of beef noodles countless times, and the eyelid creases of Sleeping Hyacinth's eyes became deeper and deeper, but he followed Wen Jie back to the police station.

Comrade Luo Jinbao, an excellent soldier of the party, once said, "Don't look at the fun now, but be careful about making lists in the future." Fatty's interrogation style is undoubtedly formed by integrating this philosophical wisdom.

Pulling a list, also called a list, refers to listing the crimes related to the suspect one by one, and you can ask them in sequence, in reverse order, or in reverse order at will. Confession of guilt as the ultimate goal.

"what name."

"Liu Shili."

"Where were you at noon on November 2016, 11?"

"..."

"Let me answer for you, you were at Yuan Xiaofei's house and wanted to burglary, but what you didn't expect was that Yuan Xiaofei was at home that day, so you killed her and strangled her to death, didn't you!"

"I didn't! I—"

"Jiang'er! Feed him water!"

Xiao Jiang’s method is appropriate to his own image. Usually, he feeds the suspect water and eats his elbows. To drink water, he takes an empty cup and lets the suspect "drink". Most people will have a sore throat after swallowing four or five times. "Drink water" Usually, the suspect is forced to swallow dozens of mouthfuls of air until the brain is hypoxic and the chest pains and vomits all over the floor; followed by eating elbows, commonly known as sad elbows, those who don’t know what it is think it’s a classic delicacy similar to slapped wontons Well; after eating and drinking, Xiao Jiang will intimately lead the suspect to do the "squatting up and melting food" exercise. In short, the main idea is to torture the suspect's body.

After digestion, the suspect was handed over to Dalong for care and counseling, which is known as "red and white face". Dalong's gentle and homely temperament must make the suspect feel at home.

At this stage, if the suspect, Comrade Liu Shili, still refuses to confess the facts of the crime, then he will be reincarnated again, endlessly.

A one-way glass, there is so much excitement over there shouting and killing. On this side, Xiang Yuan was a little taken aback. Wen Jie looked at him and laughed in astonishment. Although the suspect comrades suffered a lot, they only went to burglary. One step, when he entered the room, Yuan Xiaofei was already dead, and Meng Di's death had nothing to do with him.This reminded the three of Fatty that they didn't link the two cases together, so it's good that Liu Shili was directly listed as the number one suspect in the Meng Di case. Several people thought that the hard work of the past few days was a good thing. result.

Xiang Yuanwen exited the interrogation room, walked to the corridor, and stopped by the window.

"Scary?"

"kind of."

"I didn't know the police force was like this before. It's quite common in the army. Buddies are good buddies, but they don't have any brains. They take action very quickly, and they either go in the same direction as them, or they are crushed to death by them. "

"Then why don't you watch it with me."

"You used to be a student, so you don't have a sense of community. In fact, in some places with strong discipline, it is difficult to get out-such as the army, or the police force, and the bureau where the fat buddy is about to squat."

"Hey, talking so much nonsense, anyway, in a word, the more ignorant the masses are, the better they are to lead, and because there are many people and strength, it is easy to realize their own interests. But we can only control the direction, and cannot control the speed of development of things. Once the speed is really fast, no one can fucking stop the car."

Xiang Yuan leaned against the window, with his hands in his sweater pockets: "I learned a lesson."

"What do I know? It's all nonsense. How do you say that, the world is yours after all." Wen Jie took out a cigarette and smiled with it in his mouth.

Xiang Yuan nudged Wen Jie with his elbow, "You're still taking advantage of me, aren't you?"

The two of them were laughing at the window like kindergarten children. In the process of squeezing, Wen Jie accidentally dropped cigarette ash on Xiang Yuan's clothes. I felt that not far away, a bad omen was smiling cruelly, and was faintly waving at everyone.

He thought, although he could only control the direction and not the speed, what if even the direction at the beginning was wrong? A few seconds of monitoring will be beaten into a trick?

——On the contrary, it's that kind of big case...you may not be able to catch it right, because...everyone wants to solve the case, but they go in the wrong direction...

Xiang Yuan brushed away the cigarette ash, stared at Wen Jie's fingertips flickering orange red, and asked, "Do you remember what the fat man said?"

Wen Jie tilted his head thoughtfully, then smiled and said, "I've never taken the fat man's words to heart, what are you talking about?"

"Nothing." Xiang Yuan shook his head.

"The girls are chirping." Wen Jie pretended to be disdainful, and glanced out the window with a smile, and there were thousands of lights in Haimen below.The stream of light diffused up, forcing all the traces of the years on his face to appear, but from Xiang Yuan's point of view, Wen Jie was almost as vigorous and powerful as the night when he rubbed against the fire, but he talked about the truth of life, and he was in the sea of ​​lights and dark lights. On top of that, it is inevitable that there will be a little more compassion.

The night wind blew, and Xiang Yuan's fluffy black hair was blown back and curled. He bent down, put his arms on the window sill, and took out the cigarette from the cigarette case, and then stretched out his emaciated right hand to Playing with cigarette boxes in the air.When he overlooked the depths of the Milky Way, floating light showed a little stubble on his lips. His lips were dry and bright red, and after he licked them, they stuck together with the smoke. His recent upside-down work life almost wiped out his student spirit.What's even more different today is that he rarely gave Wen Jie a place in his heart—Wen Jie is simply a local philosopher, he thought.