to comfort the sun

Before it was time to go to work, Qiu Yun had already wrapped himself into a rice dumpling on the third floor and went out, squeezed out of the overcrowded bus, and rushed into the office building of the Municipal Bureau in three steps at a time.

When going upstairs, she struggled to take off the down jacket from her body, while the wind under her feet made the stairs thump loudly, as if she would die if she stood in my way.

As soon as he entered the office area, Qiu Yun yelled at the top of his voice, "Have Team Liu and the others come?"

Before her colleague could respond, she heard heavy footsteps behind her, and a few coughs, which was easy to hear.

"Deputy Sun!" Qiu Yun hurriedly went up to meet him, holding a ball of down jacket that had been ravaged beyond recognition.

Sun Fuzhou wore a black mask, and wrapped a scarf around his face twice. He coughed a few times—he took off his clothes in the boxing gym yesterday, and sweated again. Now, if he hadn't almost woken himself up from coughing early in the morning, he wouldn't have come to work so early.

Qiu Yun's enthusiasm rushed to him like a wave, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

Seeing his sickly appearance, Qiu Yun finally came to his senses: "Vice Sun, do you have a cold?"

Sun Fuzhou sniffed and rubbed his misty eyes: "It's all right, are you looking for Lao Liu? He should be coming soon, the road is a bit trafficked today."

Qiu Yun sorted out the vocabulary in his mind: "It's okay, it's all the same, it's about the case,... I made a big discovery!"

The wind from outside rattled the window lattices, but in the room separated by glass and walls, the solid floor warmth made people's cheeks flush, and the hands and feet that were blown cold outside were gradually warming up at this time.

Sun Fuzhou bypassed her, walked to his workstation, took out a thermos from his pocket: "If you think I can help, then you can tell me first."

Qiu Yun put the things in his hand aside, and then called up an edited video from the tablet. It could be seen that it was a surveillance video, and the camera was obliquely facing the gate of his house.

As far as the only content on the screen is concerned, it can already be seen where it is.

Sun Fuzhou took a sip of wolfberry and chrysanthemum tea and asked, "Is this the hotel next door to the club?"

"Yes." Qiu Yun fast-forwarded the video for 10 minutes, and after a person appeared on the screen, he quickly pressed pause, "This person is Wang Longhai, an employee of the clubhouse."

The person on the screen was magnified, and although the picture quality had been restored, it was still a little distorted, and the facial features were blurred together, making it look like a very plain and featureless face.

Hearing the familiar name, Sun Fuzhou couldn't help being taken aback, and put down the thermos in his hand: "What's wrong with him?"

Qiu Yun continued to play the video, until the person named Wang Longhai came out of the hotel again and disappeared from the surveillance range. Not long after, another person they were more familiar with came from the surveillance and entered the hotel.

Sun Fuzhou frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Huang Xiaoshan?"

Qiu Yun nodded, exited the video, and clicked on another section, this time the scene was changed to the hotel lobby.

While playing the video surveillance of Huang Xiaoshan entering the hotel, Qiu Yun conjectured: "Huang Xiaoshan didn't use his ID, probably because he was afraid that he would be inspected by the police, so he asked this man named Wang Longhai to open a room for him. , Surveillance also confirmed that he had been in the hotel from the afternoon to the evening of the 23rd."

During the two days of interviews, there were no clues pointing to the relationship between Wang Longhai and Huang Xiaoshan, and even Wang Longhai was not in Huang Xiaoshan's interpersonal network at all.If Qiu Yun hadn't been careful and checked the hotel's surveillance from morning to night, this clue might have been missed.

At this moment, there was a burst of crying from downstairs.

Qiu Yun volunteered to check, and after a while, she ran back panting heavily: "Yes...they are Huang Xiaoshan's family members. They went to see the corpse, and they are not emotionally stable now."

Hearing the constant crying downstairs, Sun Fuzhou burst into anger: "Damn it, who told them to go? Didn't they just look for excitement!"

Qiu Yun faltered and said, "They asked for it themselves. Forensic doctor Zhao was the only one in the forensic room, so they didn't stop them..."

It was the first time she saw Sun Fuzhou angry, with such a strong tone, she was frightened for a while.

Seemingly aware of his gaffe, Sun Fuzhou controlled his emotions in time, and couldn't help cursing Shen Yuan inwardly, why did he suddenly want to check on Wang Longhai yesterday.Watching Qiu Yuncha's monitoring today, his damn intuition began to come online again.

Sun Fuzhou tightened his cheeks: "Forget it, go and have a look."

When they went down, Huang Xiaoshan's parents had already been placed in the lounge. The couple's emotions were still high, and the man was better. She was thrown out of the sky, and when she saw her son's fragmented body, her mother's love broke out recklessly.

Huang Xiaoshan's mother was short in stature, but she was very strong. Two policewomen surrounded her at the same time and managed to control her within a limited range of activities.

While controlling herself not to hurt anyone, the female policeman talked useless nonsense, trying to appease: "Please calm down."

The woman was still crying loudly: "Why am I calm? That's my son! Who did he provoke? What crime did I do..."

A son who was pulled up by a handful of shit and piss and was pregnant for ten months!Now that someone has chopped her to pieces, how can she stay calm?

The husband at the side didn't persuade him, but added fuel to the flames. He thought to himself: It's better if the trouble gets worse, and they will investigate carefully if the trouble gets worse. Isn't it just embarrassing yourself?The only son is gone, so what's the use of face?

Zhao Forensic, who led them to identify the corpse, was still young, and hadn't had much exposure to this kind of situation. Although the family members in the past would make trouble, they had never been so violent.They are blatantly playing tricks on the city bureau.

Zhao Forensic had no choice but to shrink his neck in the corner, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Sun Fuzhou went to the door, raised his hand heavily and slammed the door twice, overwhelming the loud couple with absolute momentum.The people in the whole lounge were startled by the sound of the mountain, and all looked back at him in unison. Even Qiu Yun, who watched him slam the door, trembled in fright.

Sun Fuzhou leaned against the door frame and said loudly: "This is the Municipal Public Security Bureau, do you think it is a vegetable market?"

The woman choked twice with her mouth open, and finally she didn't speak.

"You guys are arguing here, you are obstructing official duties!" Sun Fuzhou's tone was like a knife, "Why, if you cry with me, I will know how your son died? Let me tell you, not only can't you find out If the murderer comes out, you will make these people who help you investigate the case have to stop working because of you!"

The woman was choked and unable to speak, her face flushed with anxiety: "That, that is, my son, my son..."

Sun Fuzhou smiled casually: "If you continue to make trouble like this, the murderer will have to leave the country. At that time, you will be an accomplice."

As if stimulated, thinking of her son, the woman's face turned pale, and then she shook her black lips, covering her face and sobbing.

"Xiaoqiu, you stay here with them." His ears finally cleared up, and Sun Fuzhou gently pushed the people around him.

Qiu Yun was staggered by the push, and couldn't help but look back at him in surprise.

Sun Fuzhou didn't bother to repeat, so he beckoned directly to Forensic Zhao: "Xiao Zhao, come out."

Xiao Zhao was still immersed in the guilt of causing trouble just now, but he couldn't help feeling uneasy when he was called out suddenly.

Sun Fuzhou went all the way to the corridor of the backyard, and stood beside a half-person-high green plant, and loosened his collar angrily.

Sun Fuzhou lit a cigarette, turned his back to him and asked, "Has the autopsy report come out?"

Xiao Zhao nodded: "Almost."

Sun Fuzhou asked again: "How did Huang Xiaoshan die?"

Xiao Zhao said sternly: "I was stabbed several times in the abdomen, the liver was damaged, the large blood vessels in the abdomen ruptured, and the shock caused by excessive blood loss..."

Although he answered clearly, he couldn't help but curse in his heart: Didn't the cause of death be told to you long ago?Why do you still ask?

Sun Fuzhou closed his eyes, a little impatiently: "I know the cause of death, I asked about the murder weapon!"

Hearing the displeasure in his tone, Xiao Zhao shrugged helplessly: "Oh, according to the shape and depth of the wound, etc., it should be a single-edged sharp weapon, such as a 2.2 cm wide and 10 cm long... fruit knife."

The cigarette in Sun Fuzhou's hand was almost cut off by his hand.

Fruit knives, this kind of small supermarket costs two yuan a piece. When you go to the city bureau and go to the police station, among the number of knives stored in the evidence room, it is the murder weapon that ranks first in the list every year. It can be called a sharp weapon for killing people. .This murderer is really good at picking, and specially upgrades the task difficulty for them.

Xiao Zhao pushed the thin-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose: "There is one more detail to remind you. Although the murder weapon should be about 10 centimeters long, the deepest part of the wound is nearly 11 centimeters."

Sun Fuzhou let out a "hey": "Such a ruthless hand, is it because he was robbed of his wife?"

Xiao Zhao smiled copiously, and didn't intend to take this joke, but talked about another clue: "...the body should be dismembered with a wooden saw, and sawdust residue was detected in the wound, but The saw thing... is easy to get."

Sun Fuzhou couldn't help becoming suspicious at this time. According to the time of death, Huang Xiaoshan should have been dismembered immediately after being killed, and then dumped the body in the daytime. If the murder was impulsive, the time left for the murderer to prepare should be very urgent.

"Exactly" after his impulsiveness, there was "exactly" a tool for dismembering the corpse at hand...

Guessing this, Sun Fuzhou vetoed his own idea again - if he has tools at hand, then he must be engaged in a related profession, and if that is the case, it will be revealed if he checks his interpersonal relationship.

Therefore, using one's own things to dismember the body does not look like the approach of this "smart" murderer.

At least so far, the speculation about the murderer is still at the level of ignorance, and he can't help but suspect that he is not really a habitual offender as the branch captain guessed, right?

Xiao Zhao looked at Sun Fuzhou's uncertain face, and gradually became embarrassed: "Vice Sun, do you have anything else to ask?"

Sun Fuzhou came back to his senses, the cigarette in his hand was burned out, and a piece of ash fell on his feet: "No more, remember to send me a copy of the autopsy report after it is finished."

The city bureau was still buzzing, Sun Fuzhou avoided everyone's attention, went up to the second floor from the unused safe passage, randomly grabbed a passing young comrade, and stuffed him with the USB flash drive he brought from home.

Faced with this sudden appearance, the little comrade subconsciously sounded the alarm for himself with a hint of obscenity in his expression. After he fixed his eyes, he found out that it was the deputy team, and he was relieved.

However, he still held the USB flash drive with a puzzled expression.

Sun Fuzhou pressed his shoulders entrusted with the heavy responsibility: "Take it and do a video analysis to see if there are any fakes. You must watch it frame by frame."

Then he immediately ran back to his station, like a thief.

The little comrade was very surprised, but you explained clearly what it was!

After returning to his work station, Sun Fuzhou found his mobile phone in his jacket pocket, his fingers were hanging in the air, and he didn't take the next step... It seems that he didn't have that person's number.

Fortunately, as one of the clues in this case, Sun Fuzhou easily found the string of numbers he was looking for in a stack of documents.

"Hello...Boss Shen——"

Sun Fuzhou's voice came from the mobile phone, which surprised Shen Yuan very much.

As a qualified "vagrant", Shen Yuan naturally wanted to sleep until the sun was up, but he didn't expect this goal to be shattered by Sun Fuzhou on the first day.

"Why is it you?" Shen Yuan just woke up, speaking fluently with a low smoking voice, "Early in the morning is definitely not a good thing, do you want to sleep with me?"

"If you can, you'd better not sleep." Sun Fuzhou cursed him in front of his face, "I want to ask you about Wang Longhai."

Shen Yuan sneered mercilessly: "Your reflexes are long enough, you only remembered to ask me today."

Sun Fuzhou: "Please cooperate."

There was a rustling sound from the other end of the phone, and after a while, Shen Yuan's voice reappeared from far and near: "Captain Sun, don't scare people, I'm a law-abiding citizen, I'll go there later, it's enough to cooperate Bar?"

"Damn, there's so much nonsense, hurry up." Sun Fuzhou finally couldn't take it anymore, and hung up the phone before he could swear even worse, and before the two had a big fight on the phone.

Shen Yuan, who was hung up on the phone, threw the phone into the rolled up quilt very displeased: "What kind of temper..."

In the two days after the new year, the weather has been very bright. Everywhere you go, the golden sun shines on the earth. Maybe it’s enough to be sunny for two days. Clouds hung above people's heads, covering the sky and the sun, and the wind echoed it.

The people on the street were blown to tears by the cold wind and began to complain all day long.Shen Yuan had no way of understanding this, he drove his beloved car all the way to the gate of the Municipal Bureau without hindrance.

It was the first time for Shen Yuan to step into the City Bureau in a serious manner, and he was very novel, so he planned to take a look at the door first, but before the car turned off, someone knocked on his car window.

Sun Fuzhou's unbeaten face was slammed out of the car window, and his tone was 200: "Excuse me, parking is not allowed here, there is an underground parking lot [-] meters ahead when you turn left, but if you are too lazy to move That’s okay—[-] an hour, cash or credit card? After thinking about it, I’ll get someone to post the list right now.”

Shen Yuan restarted the car, and quickly turned the steering wheel full: "Don't worry, I don't trouble you, I have zero income recently, and I can't even park for a minute."

While Shen Yuan was going to park the car, Sun Fuzhou pressed the broken cigarette butt into the green belt beside him—the city bureau was holding a case discussion meeting on the freshly released autopsy report. It was miserable enough, but that "pervert" Liu Chenglin actually wanted to discuss it with the photo of the dead body.

He really didn't want to lose his appetite early in the morning and remember the appointment with Shen Yuan, so he made an excuse to escape.

Coincidentally, while smoking a cigarette, he accidentally saw Shen Yuan who was about to "park illegally".The hand that flicked the cigarette ash was too hard all of a sudden, and the cigarette butt with sparks was blown to his feet by the wind.

When Shen Yuan parked the car and came back, he saw a few dazzling golden characters above the gate of the City Bureau.He suddenly turned his head and asked sincerely: "Do I have to go through a security check when entering the Municipal Bureau? Do I need to remove the controlled knives in advance?"

Sun Fuzhou looked at him like an idiot: "You can enter even with a cannon barrel, as I said."

Shen Yuan loosened his coat: "I really know how to joke."

Entering the Municipal Bureau, the decoration inside is as expected... Simple, the office area of ​​the criminal investigation team on the second floor, the employees are working in an orderly manner, there are many people coming and going, but they haven't finished their work, so there is really no time Focus on both of them.

Sun Fuzhou directly led the person to his workstation, and regardless of what Shen Yuan did, he habitually sank into the leather chair, his two straight long legs crossed up and down, and Erlang's legs swayed and swayed.

Sun Fuzhou raised his chin at him, acting like a master: "Sit whatever you want."

Shen Yuan looked around, pulled an office chair casually, put it on the opposite side of him, and the old god sat down on the ground.

Sun Fuzhou's workstation is in the corner of the office area. There is a milky white desk. There are many mottled scratches on the desktop. Some milky white skin has peeled off at the corners, revealing the brown inside. For the computer, there is only an old-fashioned thermos cup. Because the location is remote, almost no one goes here—it is surprisingly inconspicuous.

"I didn't see a no-smoking sign, is it alright?" Before getting into the topic, Shen Yuan took out a pack of cigarettes from his jacket pocket, tore open the outer packaging, and took out two.

The cigarette is a local brand, not well-known, and the price is cheap, but it is strong in strength, and it is generally the favorite of old smokers.

Faced with the cigarette being handed to him, Sun Fuzhou had no reason to refuse, so he took it casually, pinched the end of the filter and tapped it on the table, not in a hurry.

He unhurriedly asked the first question: "What does that Wang Longhai have to do with you?"

Shen Yuan squinted his eyes halfway, and exhaled thick white smoke. The smoke between the two of them, sticking together, silently drew them closer.