to comfort the sun

"The deceased, Huang Xiaoshan, was 20 years old, a native of Huangli Village, Xicheng City. He dropped out of junior high school. He used to hang out with a man named Dahei on the streets. He worked as a network administrator in an Internet cafe before his death. The Internet cafe spectator has a history of drug abuse, and three years ago he underwent compulsory detoxification at Sijunshan Drug Rehabilitation Center in Xicheng City for a period of one and a half years..."

A police officer pasted a photo of Huang Xiaoshan's face on the whiteboard directly in front of the conference room, and gave a concise introduction.

This is not the first time they have seen the face of the deceased. Everyone has the same information in their hands, and the photo above the name is clearly printed.

This is a very immature face, slightly upturned, with a fierce expression towards the camera, the ostentatious disguise is actually more like a self-comforting existence.

In the meeting room that was not completely warmed up, the members of the Criminal Investigation Team's serious crime team and several team leaders were all sitting around the long table, sitting next to each other, trembling.

The door of the conference room was pushed open, and a man rushed in with trembling legs. He sneezed suddenly as soon as he stood firm, and then bent down to everyone in embarrassment: "Sorry, sorry, the car is in the middle of the road. The engine is turned off on the road, I'm not late, am I?"

Sun Fuzhou was familiar with this person, knowing that his words were mixed with water, he couldn't help teasing: "Is the fire off? Big [-] or electric steamed buns?"

Li Ru raised his neck and refuted it back: "It's none of your business, keep talking."

The two are well-known friends in the bureau, and they have the same unreliability in the same line. From time to time, they exchange a few innocuous words, but it also eases the atmosphere in the conference room. Several team members covered their mouths and laughed while watching the excitement.

But soon the smiles on their faces collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Li Ru stretched out his hand and scratched the hair that had only had time to apply half of the oil before going out, and grabbed a hairstyle that he thought was handsome and compelling. He didn't stop until he realized that the atmosphere suddenly froze.

Sun Fuzhou, who was chattering with him just a second ago, changed from his usual lazy posture, and instead sat upright, flicking through the documents in his hand very seriously without blinking.

Li Ru's heart skipped a beat, and he yelled that it was not good.

Sure enough, soon, there was a heavy voice behind him: "Li Ru, I just saw you running over from a long distance. You are very energetic. Didn't you ask you to contact the media in the morning? It's done." without?"

Li Ru stepped back with a long leg, stepped back to the wall, and made a gesture of invitation respectfully: "Ju Wu, happy new year, Gong Xi Fa Cai, good health and abundant wealth, please."

Wu Changhai shook his eyebrows: "Don't take my words as a dog fart."

Li Ru suppressed a smile and bowed his head in agreement.

Wu Changhai let out a sound from his throat as his response, and then strode onto the podium.

Wu Changhai is the new director who was promoted not long ago. He also came from a criminal police background. He used to be the director of the branch of a neighboring city. Two days of farewell party, almost delivered criticism.

Usually, his face is always stretched out, his eyebrows are as long as Guan Erye's, they are fierce and thick, just looking at them is very intimidating. very.

And for some reasons, Sun Fuzhou had worked with this "Living Hades" for a period of time, and that experience had already left a shadow in his heart.

With a bitter face, Li Ru slipped to sit down opposite Sun Fuzhou, and when he looked up, he saw that the other party was having fun in his arms with his head down.

Liu Chenglin was the calmest, and before Wu Changhai could speak, he presented the document in his hand to him first: "Director Wu, here are the documents, please take a look."

Wu Changhai gave a heavy hum, and briefly scanned the information. He had already read one side before he came, and then put it down: "This case has received a lot of attention from the public, so at the first time, the case It has been handed over from the sub-bureau to the city bureau, and the higher-ups pay special attention to it. On the [-]th of next month, the provincial department will send inspectors to guide the work of public security management in our city. There is not much time left for us, so, be sure to Give me [-] points of strength, to the dead, to the common people, and to the wages you received! Stop talking nonsense, next, Liu Chenglin, you come to report the current work progress."

The case has just started, and there is no progress at all, but Liu Chenglin still made a simple case analysis report with the only clues.

Wu Changhai is very satisfied with his capable and meticulous subordinate.

As a result, the anger of lightning and thunder that he had when he first came gradually disappeared, and he picked up the files he had put down.

Seeing all this, the members of the police force showed a new level of respect for Liu Chenglin.

In Liu Chenglin's report, Sun Fuzhou listened to a sentence and missed a sentence, and just turned over Huang Xiaoshan's personal information from the beginning to the end and from the beginning to the end, but it was a pity that there was nothing to report.

His parents have been working outside all year round. After hearing the news of their son's death, they were rushing back by train. Apart from his family, his interpersonal network was messy and chaotic. There may be more feuds than he knew. In addition, the murderer struggled to dismember the body. , The purpose of the fight is to prevent the police from finding out their own ideas.

It seems that the only way to investigate the relationship of the deceased is first.

Sun Fuzhou thought this way, and thought it was a very safe way of thinking.

On the other side, Liu Chenglin finished the report with a blank face, and returned to his seat. Wu Changhai had already eased his expression. An unspeakable silence.

Wu Changhai's eyes could see through everyone, and he called everyone by name: "Sun Fuzhou, what do you think?"

Sun Fuzhou was so frightened that he pretended to clear his throat: "Report to Director Wu, I think the murderer's act of dismembering and throwing the body may be to cover up himself, we can start from his two apprentices and explore his identity." Interpersonal relationships, check one by one."

It's a normal answer, even if he doesn't say anything, follow the usual steps, and the next step is to check.

Wu Changhai seemed dissatisfied, and asked again: "What do you think about those two suitcases?"

Sun Fuzhou couldn't figure out what Director Wu was thinking, so he could only start to analyze: "The two suitcases have obvious signs of use on the surface, and there are hairs wrapped around the wheels of the suitcases, and most of them are light brown, reddish brown, gray and other popular hair. color, plus the eyeshadow fragments in the second suitcase, the user should be a young woman, killing and dismembering the body, although the two girls can also cooperate to complete the work, but I am more inclined to be the murderer who took their suitcases to put the corpse, and The suitcase should be used frequently, and it can be found out with a little questioning, which does not meet the murderer's motive for dismembering the body."

Wu Changhai finished listening with a deep expression: "Well, sit down."

Sun Fuzhou let down the heart hanging in his throat, and sat down calmly.

The next meeting was to synthesize the existing clues and set a general direction for the investigation of the case-investigate the interpersonal relationship of the deceased.

When Wu Changhai showed his face this time, everyone cheered up. Even Sun Fuzhou finished the whole meeting energetically, but after walking out of the meeting room, he looked more depressed than usual.

Liu Chenglin woke up Sun Fuzhou, whose soul was almost drifting away: "Which one will you see first, Zhou Li or Luo Jun?"

Sun Fuzhou groaned, only to realize that these two are Huang Xiaoshan's apprentices: "...Come on, Luo Jun, isn't that Zhou Li still a student? Students can't do this."

"It's Chinese New Year now, and Zhou Li and his parents are still in their hometown." Liu Chenglin said, "Forget it, let's just talk about Luo Jun. He and Huang Xiaoshan work in an Internet cafe."

Liu Chenglin's work style has always been consistent, and the two of them got into the car as soon as they made their plans.

Sun Fuzhou buried his head in fastening his seat belt, and when he looked up, the group photo hanging on the rearview mirror caught his attention.

The group photo shows a family of three, the woman is gentle and graceful, the man is unsmiling, and they are all dressed like ordinary men and women. The little girl between the two is clever and weird, holding her parents' clothes with her small arms like lotus joints, smiling so hard that her teeth can't see her eyes.

Sun Fuzhou clicked on the little girl's head in the photo: "Xiao Jing is already two years old, right? When will she start kindergarten?"

Thinking of her daughter, Liu Chenglin put a smile on her face unconsciously: "It's still early, she is very smart, so she doesn't need to learn so early."

Sun Fuzhou let go of his hand with a smile: "It's okay if she's not smart, Uncle Sun can support her."

Liu Chenglin showed no mercy: "Go away, stay away from my daughter."

While the two were talking and laughing, the car had already turned into a one-way street. The buildings on both sides were getting older and older. The wires between the buildings were entangled like an airtight fishing net. The two words of paper factory - paper factory steamed stuffed bun shop, paper factory noodle restaurant.

They drove until they reached a small intersection where only two cars could walk side by side. On both sides of the straight road, there were all kinds of cars parked randomly regardless of the terrain. It seemed that there was no extra room inside, and it was very likely Turning the front of the car was a problem, so they resolutely abandoned the car and walked.

As soon as he got off the car, Sun Fuzhou almost fell over because of the icy ground. He complained in his mouth, but after standing still, he stretched out one foot and slipped on the ice.

If he wasn't an old man who was already 28 years old, he might be happily skating by now.

The path is very long. There are communities and shops on both sides. The stalls selling New Year’s goods are all out of the door. The little kids who are not afraid of the cold are running around the street in ostentatious new clothes. The adults are also smiling, no matter who they see, they are happy Hehe, couplets and blessings are posted wherever there are doors, window grilles are pasted where there are windows, and there are bright red everywhere, full of beautiful things.

Liu Chenglin turned his neck to look at Xiaolu's environment: "Have you contacted Chen Yang?"

With one hand in his pocket, Sun Fuzhou pressed Luo Jun's number with the other: "This kid doesn't answer the phone, but his boss wife said that he is going to work today, so he won't abscond in fear of crime, right?"

Liu Chenglin disagreed with his statement: "There is no evidence that he is suspected of committing the crime? Can you be more professional."

"I'm just saying it's possible." Sun Fuzhou rolled his eyelids at him, "Here, Little Bee Internet Cafe, I'll go...is it called an Internet cafe if it's so broken?"

The internet cafe is hidden in a side street of a pedestrian street. It is prosperous on the outside, but the inside is outrageously old.

There are serious cracks on the concrete floor, the ground is exposed, and the snow is piled on both sides. The inside is not as lively as the outside. The shops are closed, only one pawn shop is still open, and there are some noises from the TV inside.

The two looked up at the narrow and dark stairs. Game advertisements were pasted on the floor. On the walls, there were many small cards of "Student Girl with White Silk" and "Tempting Little Housewives" and various printings of unlocking and selling medicine.The Little Bee Internet Cafe they were looking for was decent here, at least with a serious plaque.

Liu Chenglin cautiously checked the address again outside the stairs, and after confirming that it was correct, he planned to go up, but saw Sun Fuzhou staring straight at the other side of the path.

"That..." Sun Fuzhou raised his chin over there, "Does that person look like Luo Jun?"

Sun Fuzhou had very good eyesight, and could see someone approaching from a distance.

The man was wearing a short jacket, black trousers, and a pair of red cotton shoes, counting money with his head bowed.

As if feeling the gaze, Chen Yang suddenly raised his head, and saw two men staring at him, and ran away almost subconsciously.

Seeing that something was wrong, Sun Fuzhou directly pushed Liu Chenglin out: "Fuck, old Liu, chase after him!"

Liu Chenglin's physical fitness has always been very good, and he easily caught up with Chen Yang—if Chen Yang hadn't fallen to the ground in embarrassment.

Sun Fuzhou walked over slowly, and kicked Luo Jun who was captured by Liu Chenglin: "You run away, look at your shoes, I don't even bother to chase you."

Liu Chenglin frowned: "Then you let me chase?"

"There are nails on the sole of your shoe, what if he didn't fall?" Although Sun Fuzhou was guilty, he was still confident.

Liu Chenglin was too lazy to break up with him, so he asked his subordinate Chen Chen in a deep voice: "Say, why are you running?"

Luo Jun's face was on the ground, unable to express his pain: "You chased me, and I ran away..."

Sun Fuzhou squatted down with his hands in his pockets: "Which eye of yours saw us chasing you, obviously you ran away as soon as you saw us, what is it if you are not a guilty conscience?"

"I see you guys have been staring at me, I, I thought you guys were debt collectors, so you ran away subconsciously..." Chen Yang's face was almost numb from the cold, and he could only beg for mercy tremblingly, "It's all a misunderstanding, both of you If you have something to say, big brother, I promise not to run away."

Sun Fuzhou didn't even think about it: "Okay."

Hearing that he agreed so readily, Chen Yang was overjoyed, but before he had time to be really happy, he felt a chill on his wrist, and struggled a few times before he realized that he was being handcuffed. person's identity.

Liu Chenglin lifted him up like a chick, took out his police officer ID and waved it in front of him.

Although he was no longer pressed to the ground, Chen Yang was even more frightened. He turned his head to look at the silver handcuffs on his hands, and smiled, "Comrade policeman...uncle policeman...let's have something to talk about. Look at your handcuffs." What are you doing?"

Sun Fuzhou put the key into the pocket of his trousers in front of him. The pockets of his duty trousers were very deep, and it was obvious that he was warning Chen Yang: "Aren't I talking to you?"

Luo Jun laughed dryly: "Comrade, you see that I didn't do anything, you just handcuffed me..."

Sun Fuzhou pretended to pat off the mud and water stains on his clothes, pretending to be embarrassed: "We are not afraid that you will not cooperate..."

Luo Jun quickly denied: "It's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding, that's my mistake, you two are policemen, I definitely won't run away, or we can go up and chat, there are so many people coming and going here, it's not good for me ah."

Those who should be warned should also be warned, Luo Jun is not a suspect, there is no reason for Sun Fuzhou to keep handcuffing him like this, since he has frightened people to be honest, he naturally wants to uncuff him.

After regaining their freedom, Chen Chen obediently led the two of them up the stairs.

The sound-activated lights in the stairwell flickered because of the three people's chaotic footsteps. They had only climbed a few steps, and the noisy voices and keyboard sounds were mixed with a decadent smell unique to Internet cafes and gradually amplified. The yellow plastic curtain poured out from behind, approaching the front door.

The author says:

Many readers seem to disagree with the point of "old man". Let me explain here that "old man" is a subjective description made by Officer Sun to himself. It is his own feeling that he is "old", rather than age. mental state.