to comfort the sun

"Captain Sun, why are you calling me when you have time?"

When Shen Yuan received a call from Sun Fuzhou, he and Chen Yu had just walked out of Zhao's mansion, and got into Chen Yu's first new car.

Sun Fuzhou took advantage of the break at noon, while he was eating lunch in the canteen of the Municipal Bureau, while receiving peeping eyes from all directions, he made a phone call to inquire about his crimes.

He suppressed his voice and asked the person on the phone: "What are you doing?"

What sleeping pills are sold in the gourd?

Ever since the two of them almost flirted with each other that night, Shen Yuan hadn't paid attention to him for two days, even if they didn't touch each other door to door - this result was within Sun Fuzhou's expectation. After I got the feeling out, I would rather solve it manually than accept myself, which shows how much the other party looks down on me.

Anyway, if it were Sun Fuzhou himself, his self-esteem and that pitifully thin face would never allow him to put a hot face on a cold ass again.

So these two days of silence made him think that Shen Yuan was also such a person.

After all, it was settled in this way two years ago, when he unilaterally declared that the two of them were just having a fling and asked for money for whoring, Shen Yuan left with a black face on the spot and never looked for him again.

But now, Shen Yuan said on the phone: "The past two days, I've been thinking about one thing..."

Sun Fuzhou very much hoped that the content behind this sentence would be that the two of them should not meet again, even though he would feel a little empty in his heart... It is too difficult to find a girlfriend with such a good appearance.

However, what Shen Yuan said was: "I think we are quite suitable, I want to chase you."

The tone needs to be more sincere and more sincere.

Sun Fuzhou on the phone hadn't had time to respond, but Chen Yu, who was sitting next to Shen Yuan, sat up in a dream, carefully glanced at the taxi driver in front, and repeatedly confirmed in the rearview mirror that the uncle was right. Noticing the back, he grabbed Shen Yuan's wrist.

"Are you sick? Is it time for you to play love games!"

"you shut up."

If it were someone else, there should be some misunderstandings at this time-such as rubbish behaviors such as confessing to yourself while still being with the rumored object.

However, Sun Fuzhou didn't react much, or in other words, Shen Yuan would not accept it if he really confessed his confession seriously.

So he said a few simple and perfunctory words: "Oh, whatever you want, I have something to do, so I hang up."

Although Chen Yu's meddling behavior hindered him a bit, Shen Yuan didn't feel that it had much impact, or he was also clear and understood that no matter whether there was this misunderstanding, Sun Fuzhou would not be in a short period of time. accept him.

Also in this kind of matter, the reactions of the two people will coincide unexpectedly.

Walking out of the cafeteria, I bumped into Li Ru and Qiu Yun who were also finishing their meal. Ever since this guy fell in love with her girl, he was the first to come to work every day and the last to leave after work. Do you know how to be with her? on duty.

When asked why, it was love.

However, for so long, the girl has not realized the coming of love at all.

Qiu Yun greeted him warmly: "Deputy Sun!"

"Yes." Sun Fuzhou responded casually, "Remember to go to Zhang Jiali's house later?"

Qiu Yun nodded: "Remember, oh yes, Brother Li said to stay with us."

Sun Fuzhou squinted at Li Ru who was next to him. What kind of tricks is this person doing for personal gain?

Forget it, let's not expose it... It's not easy to be single at an older age.

After receiving the thank you signal from Li Ru, Sun Fuzhou didn't react much. Anyway, half of the reason was to recruit him to be a strong man.

With Li Ru as the driver, Sun Fuzhou carefully read Zhang Jiali's autopsy report in the car.

The report was written in great detail. Zhang Jiali's cause of death was excessive blood loss and she was killed with a single knife. It seems that the murderer's psychological quality should be very strong, and his strikes were precise and ruthless.

According to the autopsy, Zhang Jiali died before she even had time to react.As for the bruises and hickeys on her body, because they are not serious, it is impossible to judge whether she has been abused during sex.

However, although no DNA was detected in her body, drug residues were detected in her blood, which was considered a clue.

Sun Fuzhou closed the autopsy report: "Before Zhang Jiali checked into the hotel, she may have had sex with someone voluntarily or by force, and she was also poisoned...I remember her classmates saying that she had never been in a relationship?"

Qiu Yun said: "Several students in the same class said so, but they also said that there were boys in school chasing her, but they didn't know if they chased her. I don't think Zhang Jiali and her classmates are very close."

Judging from the group photos and dynamics on social accounts, this little girl should prefer to play with girls from vocational high schools.

But her parents didn't know about this—that's right, most parents wouldn't like their children to play with "nonsense" people. Vocational high schools are in this category, so Zhang Jiali has been hiding it from her friends in front of her family. identity of.

It’s no wonder that the outside world puts labels on the vocational high school. The students here are really not worried. Qiu Yun is on the verge of crying: “But those vocational high school students are all old fritters, and they keep asking you around. Just pretend to be stupid."

In the past two days, Sun Fuzhou had also had side contact with those girls, as if he had made the right statement in advance, and he would not take the soft and the hard. He was really slippery.

While talking, the car slowly drove into the downstairs of Zhang Jiali's house.

When getting out of the car, Li Ru's behavior of opening the door for the girl made Sun Fuzhou snort for a while - this man is only so promising.

At this point, only her mother, Ms. Zhou, is in Zhang Jiali's home. Her father is working outside the home, her brother is in his third year of high school, and only her mother is a housewife at home. When she heard that the police were coming to investigate, this Ms. Zhou was always sad.

When the three of them came in, they said politely, "Excuse me."

Seeing that they were not wearing police uniforms, Ms. Zhou breathed a sigh of relief. In the past two days, people in police uniforms came over, and the spittle from neighbors almost drowned her. After being discussed and explored by other people, this mother has become much haggard.

Ms. Zhou's first sentence was to ask her most concerned question: "When will the murderer be caught?"

Qiu Yun comforted formulaically: "We are investigating, don't worry, we will definitely give you justice."

Everyone knows that consolation is futile.

Ms. Zhou sighed a long time: "It's all our fault that we don't care about her very much, but now something happened, and we have no clue at all."

Every time she was questioned before, she didn't understand most of the issues about Zhang Jiali's life - her daughter's friends, her daughter's frequent places, her daughter's hobbies and dislikes, she never seriously understood.

Sun Fuzhou felt her depression and didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only talk about Zhang Jiali: "Can we see her room?"

Ms. Zhou lowered her head and wiped her eyes, then raised her finger to a door inside: "Xiao Li's room didn't like us to enter before, so we didn't touch anything inside."

Probably also afraid of touching things.

Ms. Zhou watched them go in from outside Zhang Jiali's bedroom, and soon retreated to the living room alone, feeling sad.

Zhang Jiali's room is very small, with only a bed and a wardrobe. Anyway, it can't compare with her brother's room next door.

Although it was not so obvious, they could see that there was still some partiality in this family.

According to Ms. Zhou, Zhang Jiali wore a long-sleeved short skirt before she left home, which is currently the favorite outfit of young people.She had a bag with her mobile phone and money in it, but two days later, she spent all cash in the hotel, without a mobile phone or a bag, and she also changed into a skirt.

The police also tried to find clues on the skirt, but it was just a pretty tattered skirt.

Sun Fuzhou is now looking at the closet, and Qiu Yun is also looking at it: "Vice Sun, I found that there is something wrong with Zhang Jiali."

Li Ru is keen to ask questions: "Xiaoyun, what's wrong?"

Qiu Yun wrinkled his nose and sniffed: "Her wardrobe smells of perfume, and this smell seems to be that No. [-] perfume."

Sun Fuzhou also sniffed it closer, it seemed to have a fragrance, it smelled like a typical woman's fragrance, he was a natural person, never had a serious understanding of women, for a while he thought all women in the world were like his mother , The sensibility is extremely high, and the interest comes, and the world can be made into heaven and earth.

At this time, he also remembered his mother, who also had the habit of spraying perfume on clothes.

Although he came into contact with many cases later and learned more about women as creatures, he still doesn't quite understand: "Is it wrong to wear perfume?"

Qiu Yun emphasized mysteriously: "It's not right, especially not right!"

Sun Fuzhou clicked his tongue: "Don't squeeze the toothpaste."

Only then did Qiu Yun obediently say, "Because this perfume is not cheap, and it doesn't meet her consumption level."

Zhang Jiali's family is an ordinary working family, and the money his father earns alone is only enough for the living expenses of the whole family, basically not a little bit more every month.

Soon, Qiu Yun used his dog's nose to find the bottle of perfume in the interlayer of the closet. At the same time, he also pulled out a small storage box, which contained other big-name perfumes, which were full of more than a dozen Twenty bottles, the entire storage box was stuffed airtight with perfume bottles, and even piled up.

The storage box is not hidden in a hidden place, but it took a lot of thought. Obviously, she should have bought these perfumes secretly.

Qiu Yun hugged the storage box a little bit from ear to ear: "This box is almost tens of thousands?"

All of them are famous classic fragrances. To be honest, as a woman, she has already been moved.

"So exaggerated?"

Sun Fuzhou doesn't understand women's fragrance, but he still understands luxury goods more or less. He also recognizes this logo.

Li Ru also joined in the fun: "I'm a little curious about what Zhang Jiali is doing."

A few people fumbled around the corners of the room again. Besides the perfume, there were also a few pieces of jewelry in her clothes. The amount was not much, but it added up to several thousand dollars.

This runs counter to what Ms. Zhou said, that the pocket money she gave to Zhang Jiali was not more than a thousand a year.

Where did Zhang Jiali get so much money, and why is she so keen on perfume... These questions popped up one after another, and Sun Fuzhou wanted to ask her dead body directly.

—Hey, who the hell killed you?

Of course, this is just an illusion. If every case could directly ask the victim the cause of death, then there would be no need for them to solve the case...

But looking at it from another angle, they are actually the victim's mouth. They need to find a way to tell the truth for the victim and scold the murderer for the victim.

Tell countless victims about the evil that is about to move in the dark—death is not a safe for villains.

The author says:

Sun Fuzhou is inconsistent.