Criminal Investigation Notes

Su Hui felt that he was like a traveler walking in the desert, the sun was shining brightly, dazzling his eyes.

He squatted down, spread his five fingers, grabbed a handful of sand, and then stood up.

The grains of sand were scorching hot from the sun, and he closed his five fingers together, the more he tried to hold the sand in his palm tighter, the faster the sand slipped from his palm.

At the beginning, the sand was yellowish-white, which was the color of sandy soil, but then the sand that slipped from my hand turned golden, then purple, and finally green.

Su Hui spread out his palms and looked down. Those hourglasses were almost the same size. They gathered into a small pool in his palm. It was the color of peacock blue. The sand was very fine and shone brightly in the sun.

beautiful, alluring...

Su Hui opened his eyes. He didn't wear a blindfold today, and the room was still dark. He turned over and startled Lu Junchi who was sleeping beside him.

Since he recovered from his injury last time, Lu Junchi moved here on the grounds that it was convenient to take care of him. They were like ordinary cohabiting lovers.

Lu Junchi didn't sleep well, and almost every time Su Hui woke up, whether it was a nightmare, coughing, or turning over, he would be aware of it.

Sometimes he would help Su Hui tuck the quilt down, or say a few words of comfort, and pat him to coax him back to sleep.

It stands to reason that after a person gets used to sleeping alone, he will not be able to sleep if there is someone around him, but since Lu Junchi slept next to Su Hui, Su Hui has actually slept soundly.

His insomnia has improved a lot, and sometimes he wakes up in the middle of the night and falls back asleep quickly.

Seeing Su Hui's eyes opened, Lu Junchi asked softly, "Did you have a nightmare?"

"No..." Su Hui hesitated and said, it wasn't a nightmare, it was just a very ordinary dream.

Lu Junchi helped him pull down the quilt, and Su Hui fell into a deep sleep again. When he opened his eyes again, a ray of sunlight shone through the gap in the curtains.

His vision was still blurry, Su Hui found himself curled up, his head fell off the pillow.

Then when he looked up, he saw Lu Junchi lying on his side, looking at him tenderly.

Su Hui was startled, and turned around hastily. His first reaction was to wipe the corner of his mouth: "Why didn't you wake me up..."

"It's still early. I've already packed my things. Seeing that you're still asleep, I don't have the heart to wake you up." Lu Junchi accompanied Su Hui to sleep while looking at the files Qiao Ze had collected on his phone.

Looking from his angle just now, Su Hui's cheeks were frosty white, and a section of collarbone was exposed from his pajamas. He looked a little weak, but was inexplicably alluring. Seeing him awake now, he couldn't help reaching out and rubbing against him. She kissed his cheek, then kissed his forehead.

He cherishes the time spent by Su Hui's side, and he will devote himself to the case soon, so he can no longer be distracted.At this moment, he was looking at the sleeping face of the person in front of him almost greedily, wanting to engrave his face in his mind.

Su Hui held his hand: "Go to work, get off work, you look at me like this every day, don't you get tired of watching me?"

Lu Junchi replied straightforwardly: "Well, I will never tire of watching it."

Su Hui looked at him. He said these four words very seriously, which made people feel that they were not love words to make people happy, but his real thoughts.

Su Hui suddenly felt that his face was burning.

He went into the bathroom, washed his face with cold water, and looked close to the mirror only to find that his hair was messed up and he had no image at all.

Su Hui washed up in a hurry and found that Lu Junchi had packed everything up and was waiting outside with his breakfast.

"Cat, have you arranged it?" This time, they might not be able to go home for a few days.

"Don't worry, I've filled up the automatic food feeder and water feeder. I also installed a real-time surveillance camera, so I can watch the situation at home at any time. It's just that the cat litter box can only be changed when I come back."

Su Hui hummed, and felt relieved: "Is there an EOD expert from the special police over today?"

Lu Junchi said: "That expert is called Zhu Baiyi. In addition, I also invited a foreign aid."

Last night, everyone was already familiar with the case. When they arrived at 08:30 in the morning, everyone first summarized all the information exchanges.

Everyone clearly understood that the next few days would be a tough battle.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Zhu Baiyi, an EOD expert from the armed police, arrived at the headquarters.

He gave an introduction from a professional direction, teaching the police officers of the serious crime team and the special case team how to quickly distinguish bombs and how to deal with them.

In order to avoid more casualties, Huadu installed explosion-proof barrels in various public places.

The anti-riot team has also increased its manpower and is ready to be dispatched at any time.

Zhu Baiyi also analyzed and explained the bomb in the Xisha case. He made a slide and drew the internal structure.

Some of the bombs have been detonated, and only some wreckage remains.

In addition, this time, only three bombs were successfully disarmed by EOD personnel.

Zhu Baiyi explained it carefully, and finally concluded: "Although this bomb is self-made, it is very delicate. There are many traces of learning in it, and some foreign production methods are referred to. The difficulty of detonation is medium, and it takes about 10 minutes. Time. From the design point of view, the person who made it is evolving, and he is constantly transforming the finished product to make it more outstanding in terms of lethality and stability."

Lu Junchi asked: "Are there any characteristics on the raw materials?"

He hoped that they could track down the raw material to find the murderer.

Sometimes the provenance of a knife, a fibrous substance on a string, an unusual nut, can help them narrow it down.

Zhu Baiyi thought for a while: "Probably not. The most common tools that can be found are the most common tools. Even if there are some chemicals inside that are more difficult to buy, they are not completely impossible to buy."

This producer is hidden among tens of millions of people in Huadu, and it is not so easy to find him.

Seeing that the explanation was almost finished, Lu Junchi asked, "Mr. Zhu, did you bring those sand?"

"Bring it here." Zhu Baiyi said, opened the toolbox, and put aside a row of small bottles with colored sand.

The first sand was yellow and looked like ordinary sand grains. The sand changed color a few times later. The last bottle was recently discovered, and the sand inside was peacock blue.

Su Hui looked at the sand and suddenly remembered his dream last night.

He may have read too many files, which made those sand fall into a dream.

Among those bottles, there were three bottles with slightly more sand.It was taken from the unexploded bomb by the police.

In the other bottles, there is obviously less sand, and some have some impurities, and some have been polluted due to explosions and flames, making it hard to see the original color.

Lu Junchi asked: "Can we extract any clues from these sands?"

Zhu Baiyi frowned: "Our chemical laboratory has tested these sands and found nothing special. These are ordinary colored sands, which can be bought in the market, and it is difficult to determine the source..."

After hearing this, everyone in the serious crime team felt a little depressed. Zhu Baiyi's explanation was very practical, and he also told them some ways to deal with the crisis.

But even experts say that there is no way to provide clues to follow up... How can they approach the suspect through the existing clues?

Lu Junchi thanked Zhu Baiyi, and then sent him out.

Qiao Ze said worriedly: "Captain Lu, let's go..."

Lu Junchi comforted his subordinates: "Don't worry, I've already made some arrangements..."

As soon as they said this, they saw an old man standing outside the door.

Lu Junchi turned around quickly, walked out the door and brought the old man in.

Su Hui raised his head and saw that it was a tall, thin old man wearing glasses.

He remembered that Lu Junchi had told him in the morning that he had invited a foreign aid.

Su Hui was a little curious, wondering what kind of expert the person in front of him would be.

After Lu Junchi brought him in, he introduced to everyone in the Serious Crime Squad: "This is Mr. Jiang Fanjiang, a well-known sand bottle painter in Huadu."

Qiao Ze's eyes lit up, as if he saw the hope of solving the case: "Mr. Jiang, do you know where these sands come from?"

Jiang Fan adjusted his glasses and said, "You have to see to know."

Lu Junchi pointed to the small bottles of sand and said, "Mr. Jiang, that's all."

After reading the information about the sand bombing case, Lu Junchi first thought that these colored sands were like the colored sands used in the creation of sand bottle paintings.

He searched and found a very large sand bottle painting forum in Huadu, where he also found some information.

Only then did Lu Junchi realize that sand bottle painting is not only played by children, there are also many sand bottle painting lovers in the city.

This is a niche art form. Some of these enthusiasts are young, some are old, and many of them make a living from sand bottle painting.

Jiang Fan is the most experienced sand bottle painter among them.

He is already a senior in the forum, and sometimes he would give advice to young people in the community, and many young people would also take the initiative to ask for his advice, and Jiang Fan never hesitated to give advice.

"The sand you used is the red sand produced in Yandu. It doesn't look bright enough. You can replace it with the one produced in Ancheng. The effect may be better."

"10% golden sand mixed with white sand will enhance the glossiness of this picture."

"The black sand is too foggy and impenetrable..."

Watching their conversation, Lu Junchi remembered a sentence: Every sand makes a world, and every flower makes a heaven.

He had done enough homework and was able to confirm that Jiang Fan knew Sha very well.

He has researched the origin, color and luster of those sands, and even the thickness of the sand grains.

After Lu Junchi contacted Jiang Fan and told him about the Xisha case, Jiang Fan immediately expressed his willingness to help free of charge.

He really can't stand someone using his favorite artwork to kill people.

Lu Junchi specially asked Zhu Baiyi to bring Sha here, so that Jiang Fan could identify him.

At this time, Jiang Fan lowered his head and looked at the sand with a solemn expression.

He picks up each bottle and stares at it for a moment.

Zheng Bogang heard from Zhu Baiyi before that there was nothing special about those sands. Now that he saw another sand bottle painting expert, he didn’t quite trust him, so he murmured: “It’s so amazing…the sand doesn’t have a name… ..."

Qu Ming glared at him, fearing that Jiang Fan would hear it, he gritted his teeth and reminded him: "Do you understand, kid? You specialize in one line of work, and the masters are among the folks..."

Jiang Fan seemed to have heard their whispers, and squinted his eyes and said, "I have been painting sand paintings for more than 40 years. What kind of sand has never been touched? These colorful sands, regardless of the color, are all red. The yellow ones are all yellow, but the brightness, the depth of the color, and the roughness of the sand grains are completely different.”

After Jiang Fan finished speaking, he first observed around, then opened the caps of each bottle, and smelled it once. Then he took out a little sand and rubbed it with the pads of his fingers. Put it in your mouth and taste it.

"Hey! Teacher Jiang, that's not clean..." Xia Mingxi's face changed when he saw it. It was collected from the scene of the explosion, so maybe something got mixed in.

She hurriedly poured a glass of water, wanting Jiang Fan to rinse his mouth.

Jiang Fan didn't mind at all: "I've eaten a lot of sand over the years, and different sands have different tastes because of the place of origin and different dyes..."

As he spoke, he poured out a little more sand, sniffed it, and then began to mutter to himself...

This man seemed to be in a daze, and everyone in the serious crime team looked at him, not knowing what the result would be.

After a while, Jiang Fan raised his head: "These sands are produced in the counties near Huadu. Among them, peacock blue is the most special. There are some imitations on the market, but none of them are as good-looking as this one. I can give you A contact method, you go to check with the manufacturer, and then ask what channels they have.”

After speaking, Jiang Fan checked his mobile phone, and with a swipe of a pen, he left behind a string of flamboyant numbers.

Lu Junchi thanked him repeatedly.

Jiang Fan said that the sand, in the hands of good people, can be turned into a work of art, but in the hands of bad people, it becomes a material for making bombs.He simply can't understand these things, if there is anything else that needs help, feel free to ask him.

When Jiang Fan left, several people in the serious crime team looked at each other, and the machine couldn't detect the difference or the source of the sand, so the old man just took a look, smelled it, and tasted it again, so he could really determine the source?

Such a screening method sounds mysterious and mysterious.

Zheng Bai was still a little skeptical: "Is this person...reliable?"

Qiao Ze said: "I think it should be more accurate. I saw some color in the crevices of his fingers, probably left by touching the sand all the year round. This person should have some real skills."

In his opinion, that Jiang Fan is like a floor sweeping monk. Although he is doing seemingly simple things, but for decades, in his field, no one can be more professional than him.

Su Hui cooperated with the then captain of the criminal police to investigate the Xisha case two years ago, but then Captain Chang did not find any clues from these colorful sands.

Su Hui felt that Lu Junchi's thinking was right, and this might be the direction to solve the case as soon as possible.

Qu Ming said: "No matter what, this time there is finally some substantial progress..."

Lu Junchi sent the man back and said to Qiao Ze: "Qiao Ze, check with the other factory as soon as possible!"

Qiao Ze sighed, made a phone call to check, and sent a photo of Sha Sha.

After a while, he said happily: "The other factory said that it should be their home-made sand, and the peacock blue is an exclusive new color they just developed this year. Others are not so delicate and beautiful. Because this color is too Too tight, no retail sales, only sold to some fixed purchasers, no more than ten!"

Hearing this, Zheng Bai became excited: "It turns out that the old man is really a hidden master..."

In this way, the scope is greatly narrowed. As long as they continue to investigate, they will definitely be able to find the source of the sand, and they will be able to determine the location of the suspect.

The author has something to say: Every sand makes a world, and every flower makes a heaven.From "Buddha"

In addition, there are one flower, one world, and one leaf, one bodhi.

There are various sayings such as one sand and one bliss, and only Buddhist scriptures are quoted here.