Chuanshan

"Stop! Don't run!"

"Catch the thief! Get out of the way!"

"Help stop it!"

A yellow-haired man in his 20s shuttled back and forth among the crowd, using his thin body to get through the gap, and gradually pushed the uniformed police behind him away.

"Get out of the way! Oops! The police are on the case! Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

"You stop for me!"

"The crowd in front! Help stop it!"

The "yellow hair" was about to get into the alley beside him, while the policemen behind him were still struggling to move forward against the crowd.

"Forget about being stupid!" Yan Lan sighed. Just as she was about to get up to help, she saw a wine bottle flying out of her side and smashed straight into the hollow of "Huang Mao"'s knee. "Huang Mao" With a scream, he knelt on the ground in pain. The police behind finally caught up and held "Huang Mao" down, and a pair of shiny silver handcuffs were fastened around his wrists.

Yan Lan looked at the wine bottle that disappeared on the table, and then at the mutton skewer that Su Xing hadn't finished eating with his left hand, and his throat rolled involuntarily—he might not be able to throw it at such a long distance. Quite, how did Su Xing manage to be so accurate while eating skewers?

At this time, a young policeman came to their table and said, "Hello, did you throw the bottle just now?"

"It's me." Su Xing nodded.

The policeman continued: "Thank you for helping us arrest the suspect, and I would like you to come back with us..."

Yan Lan held up the police officer's ID in front of the policeman, and said, "I don't have time to take notes for you today. Tomorrow, people will come to the city bureau during work hours."

The policeman looked at the words "Pinglu City Public Security Bureau Criminal Investigation Detachment" on Yan Lan's certificate and blinked suddenly. It took him a long time to react, and said, "Ah...it's the leader of the city bureau, then this is..."

As soon as Su Xing took out his police officer ID, he heard Yan Lan say, "Let that surnamed Chen from your police station come to me tomorrow. You arrest and control are like a joke. How can you drive the suspect into the crowd?" , Has your brain degenerated?!"

When the policeman heard Yan Lan directly addressing his senior leader as "Chen", and when he saw the position and name on the police officer's certificate just now, he thought of the famous "Criminal Investigation Hades", a sudden panic rose in his heart, and he also Not daring to say anything more, he saluted Yan Lan and left.

With mutton skewers in his mouth, Su Xing said vaguely: "I know why they call you Hades."

"……why?"

"If it were me, I would also feel quite scared." Su Xing held up the mutton skewers in front of Yan Lan, "Team Yan, look, the mutton can be big or small, fat or thin. The same goes for people, not everyone They can all meet the same standard. You use your standard to ask others, and if you can do it, you will feel nothing, but if you can’t, you will feel that you are too strict."

"The police force is not a place to dawdle. Wearing this suit means you have to know what responsibilities you have on your shoulders."

"That being said, people are different." Su Xing said slowly, "Just like you can't dissect a corpse, I can't arrest people."

"It's not the same." Yan Lan shook his head and said, "What you just said is specialization in art, but what I'm talking about is basic professionalism. These are two concepts."

Su Xing felt that his logic was going to drop again, and he didn't intend to continue to entangle in this issue, so he joked: "The King of Hades is angry, and the little devil suffers!"

"Learn from Qiao Chen!" Yan Lan saw that the wine in Su Xing's glass had run out, so he planned to ask Lao Qi for another bottle.

Su Xing: "There's no need for Team Yan, that's enough."

"One bottle is enough?"

"I didn't drink much at first, but my heart was in a panic. When my stomach is full, my heart will not be blocked."

"It's fine if you don't drink." Yan Lan raised his eyes and glanced at Su Xing.Su Xing was wearing the black T-shirt in the morning, and the dim light behind him cast an indescribably soft filter on his back. His slightly long hair drooped at the tip of his eyebrows, perfectly outlining his Contour of eyebrows and eyes.Both of them are tall and have long legs, and the narrow space under the table is not enough for two people. They staggered their legs tacitly. At this time, Su Xing's left leg was under the table, his feet were retracted under the chair, and his right leg was slightly turned aside. Looking out of the table, it looks casual and at ease.

He said that he doesn't like to socialize, he doesn't like living people, but he can also integrate very well with such an environment.Yan Lan suddenly had a self-confidence for no reason. He felt that even if Su Xing was really a hedgehog, he would still show his soft belly to him.

"... Su Xing?"

"Ok?"

Yan Lan had an impulse in his heart, he wanted to ask Su Xing, do you feel that such a smoky life is actually very good, even if only a little bit?But when he opened his mouth, he just said a completely irrelevant sentence: "You are quite accurate in throwing the bottle."

Su Xing didn't seem to expect that Yan Lan would suddenly mention this, he blinked a few times before replying: "My javelin can throw more than 50 meters."

The men's javelin level 51 athlete standard is [-] meters. Seeing him casually mentioning such a figure, Yan Lan felt a little unbelievable: "Have you practiced?"

"After practicing for a few days, I didn't go there afterwards."

"Why? Don't like training?"

"I'm lazy."

"..."

Su Xing looked up at Yan Lan and said, "I think you're laughing at me."

"No."

"You're just laughing at me."

"Really not." Yan Lan said, "I'm glad that if you really went to practice the javelin, our city bureau would lose an excellent forensic doctor."

In fact, what Yan Lan wanted to say was: If you really went to practice the javelin, I might have missed you.

Su Xing smiled, pointed to the last kebab on the table between the two of them and asked, "Whose is it?"

Yan Lan stretched out her hand: "Eat what you win."

This kind of behavior that hadn't been done in the past ten years made Yan Lan feel both familiar and strange, as if when he was with Su Xing, he could always bring him back to his early twenties.

Su Xing didn't stretch out his hand, he grabbed the bamboo sticks in front of the two and said, "The orders are all even numbers, it's just that you missed one skewer."

"I ate all the peanuts."

"I even ate all the edamame."

"Peanuts are bigger than edamame and take up a lot of space."

"Beer takes up more space, no matter what, if you eat less, it's yours."

Yan Lan finished the mutton skewers with a smile, then took out 500 yuan and put it under the plate, saying, "Let's go."

"So expensive?!"

"No, it's to help Lao Qi." Yan Lan dragged Su Xing into the crowd quickly, "His son is serving a sentence, and his wife has weekly dialysis. He can only rely on his little income. Help if you can."

"Why help him?"

"His son was caught by me." Yan Lan said, "His son's name is Qi Hai. Back then, he stabbed the bully who came to collect protection money. Although the person who collected protection money also went in later, he also hurt people on purpose. Yes, we got him the biggest possible commutation of sentence, but because the severe beating happened just in time, and his knife directly punctured his spleen, the injury appraisal was counted as a serious injury, so he was sentenced to seven years in the end. Qi Hai also knew I did something wrong, and I performed well inside, and won a reduced sentence, so I should be able to come out by the end of the year."

"It's not easy!" Su Xing sighed.

Yan Lan slowed down a little, and landed about half a step behind Su Xing, just in time to see the curvature of his neck.

"I ate too much." Su Xing said, "Can I borrow your treadmill when I go back?"

"Aren't you lazy? You should lie down after eating too much."

"..." Su Xing curled his lips, "You were just laughing at me just now."

"Really not." Yan Lan said sincerely, "I just think you are cuter after drinking."

"..." Su Xing stopped in his tracks.

Yan Lan bumped into Su Xing's shoulder unexpectedly, he quickly stopped and said, "You don't like me saying that?"

Su Xing squatted directly on the ground, and Yan Lan was taken aback: "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

Su Xing turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone, pointed to a fresh left footprint on the ground and said, "Team Yan, does it look familiar to you?"

"Isn't this just a shoe...I'll go!" Yan Lan took out her phone and dialed a number.

"Old Chen! I, Yan Lan, just now your police station arrested a person."

"Yes, that's him!"

"He may have something to do with a case I'm working on, you got me under control!"

"I'll be there in 10 minutes."

Yan Lan pulled Su Xing to stand up: "I'll take you home, and then I'll meet that yellow hair."

"I can go back by myself."

"No." Yan Lan dragged Su Xing into the car without refusing.

After Yan Lan sent Su Xing home, he rushed to the Shengyi Road Police Station without stopping, and directly entered the interrogation room under the leadership of the director Chen Deyong. The person who accompanied the interrogation happened to be the policeman who wanted Su Xing to go to the police station to take notes. .

"Huang Mao" didn't know that the person sitting in front of him at this time was a man called "Yan Wang" by his colleagues in the police. He looked at Yan Lan carefully.

Yan Lan asked expressionlessly, "Name."

"#%*&"

"Speak to me with your tongue straight!"

"Yo, I'm young and have a big temper. Don't mess with those imbeciles. How many days will I be locked up this time? I have to count the days. If it's seven days, I can still catch up..."

"I asked your name."

The yellow hair rolled his eyes and said impatiently: "Li——Yue—— Yue Fei's Yue!"

"Stop insulting Yue Fei." Yan Lan knocked on the table, "Do you know why I'm looking for you?"

"Didn't you just take something?! Comrade policeman, are you in a bad mood for being asked to work overtime this late at night? But think about it, if you don't get overtime pay for overtime work, everyone will be angry. Hey, why don't you Could it be that he was so angry when he was interrupted in the middle of the meal? Let me tell you, you are inhuman..."

"Li Yue! Pay attention to your attitude." The policeman next to him was afraid that Hades would be angry, so he quickly stopped him.

"It's okay." Yan Lan waved his hand, "Let him continue, anyway, he won't be jumping for long. If you have something to say, hurry up, if you die, you won't have a chance."

Li Yue went back and forth to the police station no less than [-] times. He knew the methods of interrogation by the police, but no policeman told him directly, "If you die, you have no chance."At first, he thought that the policeman in front of him was just joking, but when he saw the cold look in his eyes, a chill ran down his spine and rushed to his brain, and cold sweat broke out instantly.

"You... you... I just stole something, and I'm not guilty of death... What do you mean? Don't you allow torture to extract confessions?"

"You don't need torture to extract a confession." Yan Lan snorted coldly, "We found your fingerprints and footprints at the murder scene, what do you think I mean?"

"No way! I wear gloves every time!"

"Then you admit it's you?"

"I... I, I, I don't know which one is the murder scene! I really don't know, officer! I really don't know!"

"Let me remind you, Qilin Lane."

"Kirin Alley?...I remember, it's an empty room with nothing in it."

Yan Lan stared at Li Yue silently, Li Yue became even more frightened, and stammered out the matter.

Li Yue set his sights on the family at No. 49 Qilin Lane at the end of June.According to his observation, the owner of the house had not been at home for at least ten days, and the night of July 7, when the moon was dark and the wind was high, was a good time for him to commit the crime. The door lock No. 5 is the simplest type of lock. With his many years of experience in picking locks, Li Yue opened the lock within a minute.He rummaged around the house, but found no valuables, and finally removed a Buddhist shrine in the house based on the theory that thieves never leave empty space, and also took away the 49 yuan in cash from the drawer.He sold the Buddhist altar to a junk collector. As for the 1 yuan, he had already lost the bet, and now he doesn't know how many hands it has been transferred to.

Li Yue succumbed to Yan Lan's intimidation, and confessed everything from the first ten years to the next eight years, and the amount involved in the case increased sharply.

When Yan Lan left the Shengyi Road Police Station, she was almost sent off—this year's quota for the Shengyi Road Police Station was completed ahead of schedule.

However, Yan Lan was not as happy as Chen Deyong and the others. Indeed, Li Yue had nothing to do with Zhang Ge's death. The only remaining traces in No. 49 Qilin Lane lost the meaning of investigation.

"I am back."

Yan Lan walked to the gym, but did not find Su Xing.He went upstairs again, there was no one in the living room on the second floor, and there was no one in Su Xing's room either.

"Su Xing?" Yan Lan called out, but still no one answered.

He walked around the living room and saw that there seemed to be light in the crack of the door of the study, so he pushed the door open. It turned out that Su Xing had fallen asleep lying on the desk. Several books such as "Forensic Pathology", "Corpse Illustrated Book", "Forensic Toxicology" and so on are spread out on the table, all of which are traces of marker pens of different colors, and there are large and small labels on the side, on the books and sticky notes They are all densely packed notes.The edges of the book have turned yellow and curled, obviously turned over many times.Yan Lan quietly walked to Su Xing's side, and saw that there were many essay interfaces on the computer, both in Chinese and English.This corpse whose cause of death could not be found for the time being made the stubbornness and seriousness in Su Xing's character completely explode.

Yan Lan raised her hand to stroke Su Xing's fluffy hair, but she didn't put her hand down after all, and just patted Su Xing lightly to wake him up.

"Hmm... Captain Yan, are you back?"

"Go back to the house and sleep when you're tired, don't lie down here."

Su Xing rubbed his eyes: "Captain Yan, is there any progress on your side?"

"At least we have ruled out one suspect." Yan Lan sat on the table, "How is your side?"

Su Xing clicked on the book on the table and said: "I have a guess. I just talked to Master about it. Master helped me contact a toxicology expert in our province. He has already sent the situation to him. It will be possible tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. There are results."

"Suspected to be poisoned? Didn't you say that no poison was detected?"

"The deceased was definitely not caused by mechanical injury or sudden death from a sudden disease. The most likely thing was poisoning. His death took more than a month and a half. If the murderer used a volatile poison, it is very likely that it has evaporated within this period of time. .”

"Can it still be found out?"

"If it doesn't work, check again, and it will definitely be found out."

"The re-examination will have to be discussed tomorrow. It's almost twelve o'clock, so go to bed." Yan Lan pointed to Su Xing's clothes and asked, "What's the condition of the clothes?"

Su Xing looked down at the tens of thousands of pajamas that belonged to Yan Lan, and explained: "I brought some clothes over when I got home. Since you gave me this set of pajamas, I won't take any more. You have a new set."

"Then what did you wear to bed last night?"

"..." Su Xingxin said: Aren't you asking knowingly?

Yan Lan smiled and stood up: "I won't bother you anymore, you should go to bed earlier."

"Good night, Captain Yan."

"Good night."