my suspect

9. Seniors and juniors are basically enemies

Zheng Bin is also a desperate Saburo-type overtime maniac. Gu Jun often suspects that if his senior has no forensic medicine, he may become a perverted maniac. When he looks at the victim's body, he looks like he is looking at a lover.

The temporary bed in the lounge is a bit similar to the bed in a university dormitory. Gu Jun lay on it a little aggrieved, and finally found a balance after turning over a few times. The white ceiling, I really don't know why people like this kind of pale white as long as it is linked to medicine. Is it to contrast the color of blood?

The lighter turned over and over in his hand, turned on and off, and made a rhythmic 'click' sound. The other hand did not hold a cigarette. Gu Jun smoked, but he had no addiction. He had many habits and hobbies, but none of them were addictive. This is the education that Gu Jun received when he saw his father for the first time. At that time, he was six years old and he was playing with a computer.

It’s May in Yuncheng at night, and there won’t be too much coolness. Gu Jun doesn’t feel sleepy, but he doesn’t bother to crawl back to his residence from here. It’s only a 5-minute walk from here to work in the bureau tomorrow morning. After the completion of the new building, almost all the departments moved there, except for the forensic identification department and the psychological counseling office. Psychological counseling deals with dead people and revolutionaries deep in their souls, so it is not suitable to be in a place with too much yang energy.

When the news came out, the Forensic Medicine Department and the Psychological Assistant Office quit. They ran to Director Guo to pat the table. It is said that they almost cracked the table in the director's office. In order to avoid repairing the table at his own expense, Director Guo had to endure the pain. I agreed to include the budget report for the increase of equipment submitted by the Forensic Medicine Department for two years into the financial plan and psychological counseling as soon as possible. I have been clamoring to hire high-level psychological counselors from outside. Although I feel a little forced, the money is no matter what It is said that the money is from the bureau, not from his own pocket.

The Yuncheng Public Security Bureau looks respectable, but in fact it is a poor middle-class peasant whose money is tight. The maintenance cost of office furniture is fixed every year, which is beyond his own pocket.

The director of the forensic department and the director of the psychological counseling office walked out of the director's office, staring at each other and smiling in bewilderment, hiding their achievements and fame.

Director Guo at the door behind him took a sip of his new tea in comfort, and smiled bewilderedly. How can there be a time when a bowl of water is flat in these years?If you don't make a fuss, how can other departments stop approving this budget? !

Gu Jun didn't know when he lost his mind, anyway, when he opened his eyes, there was already a twilight dawn outside the window.

Dazed for a moment, Gu Jun sat up suddenly, rubbed his face vigorously, then got up, went into the bathroom, looked at the toiletries placed inside, hesitated, exited, walked out of the lounge and knocked on the wall door, and then stood outside the door obediently and waited.

Nothing happened inside.

Continue to knock, still standing outside.

Gu Jun is not afraid of seeing dead people, but he really can't bear to see the perverted senior sleeping on the autopsy bed again. Once he came to look for Zheng Bin, opened the door and almost drew his gun. If it wasn't for Zheng Bin's snoring, he would really think that the corpse was dead. Changed Zheng Bin to that.

The door opened reluctantly, and sure enough, Zheng Bin stared at Gu Jun at the door with a sleepy face, "Why are you here?" He opened his eyes, "Morning or evening?"

"Morning, I didn't go back yesterday," Gu Jun took a step back in disgust, "You slept there again!"

Zheng Bin covered his mouth and yawned, "I'm going to bed sooner or later anyway, what's the matter if I go to bed earlier? You're so early, what's the matter?"

"Contribute a toothbrush that you bring back from the hotel every time you go out, I want to use it, and a disposable razor."

Zheng Bin woke up from a doze, and stared at Gu Jun, who didn't know how to be polite, "Go back to your own unit to get it, it's only 5 minutes away, no one will notice that Captain Gu has eyeballs, a tone of voice, a beard on his chin, The shirt smells of sweat..."

"Should I call Auntie, the last time you were on a blind date, you deliberately scared the girls away..."

"Yes, you are the uncle!" Zheng Bin pointed his middle finger at Gu Jun, then obediently walked into the lounge and opened the locker, and found the toothbrush and razor that came with a rare stay in a five-star hotel, and threw them away. He gave it to Gu Jun who was standing behind him, "Master Gu, do you need me to change your clothes for you?"

Gu Jun stretched out his long arms, caught the things, turned around and went into the bathroom again, "No, I can only use your clothes as navel-baring clothes."

"Get out!" Zheng Bin yelled in the direction of the bathroom, "I'm over 1.7 meters five!"

"1.7 meters five?" Gu Jun bit his toothbrush, there was toothpaste foam on his lips, and looked up and down, "Up to [-] meters, even shoes!"

"Break off friendship!" Zheng Bin's height is a pain point that Zheng Bin can't mention, but Gu Jun, that bastard, always pokes at him.

"Bah," spit out the toothpaste foam in his mouth, Gu Jun used a disposable cup to catch the water, "I've broken up with you more than a dozen times, what do you want for breakfast? I'll go buy it later."

Zheng Bin, who was suddenly treated tenderly, had no choice but to temporarily suppress the idea of ​​breaking up, closed his eyes and thought about it seriously, "A bowl of fresh meat wontons, ten fried dumplings and two sugar cakes, I want the ones from Fu'an Alley. That store made it."

Gu Jun shaved his beard and squinted at Zheng Bin's abdomen, "Have they all melted into one piece?"

"Brother still has six-pack abs that are so handsome! Go, I'm starving to death, I have something to tell you after eating."

"Well, you really are a handsome 'dead man'," Gu Jun took some water in his hands, and washed his face with improvisation, not intending to harm the senior's towel again, "Did you find anything?"

"I'll tell you when I'm full. I know you well, kid. If I tell you now, I'm sure breakfast will be gone." Zheng Bin also walked into the bathroom, forced Gu Jun out, and began to wash himself.

Early summer mornings are still very refreshing. Gu Jun is walking slowly on the street. The Old Security Bureau is not far from Fu'an Lane. There are also many temporary breakfast stalls along the way, and they are bustling with business before the city management is up. There are golden and fat fritters rolling in a pot of oil that has been fried many times. The noodles, fried buns, pancakes, fruit, rice porridge and soy milk are all complete, not less than the variety in the store, smelling all kinds Gu Jun came to the entrance of Fu'an Alley, and there was already a long queue at that shop.

The aroma gradually warmed the street. Gu Jun stood at the entrance of the alley, looking thoughtfully at the people queuing up, and narrowed his eyes slightly, as if feeling the smell of food in the air.

Lin Ze didn't go out for a walk today. The boss was on holiday, so he just stayed inside and listened to books with earphones, and the curtains were not opened. If he didn't go out, basically no one in the yard would notice that he was still in the house.

Lin Ze, who is used to getting up early, made himself a cup of milk oatmeal. This is the breakfast he eats most often besides the breakfast in the alley. It’s strange that he gets a sense of satisfaction from self-comfort. It’s hard to tell where this weird feeling of relying on milk and cereal comes from, but it happens to be Lin Ze’s almost unshakable breakfast on rest days.

What is being read in the earphones is Henry Thoreau's "Walden Pond", "For a dead person, any awakening or resurrection scene makes all time and place insignificant. The place is the same...", the voice of the reciter is very suitable for this "Living in the Forest Alone", and the "I Love Loneliness" he recited in his mouth cannot be heard as pretentious, Lin Ze tried to follow along in a low voice After reciting a few lines, I found that my voice was very similar to the one in it.

"God is alone, but the devil is never alone. He sees many partners and wants to form a gang."

Half of the milk and oatmeal is left, and it has lost its boiling heat. Lin Ze is still holding the cup and has not put it down for a long time. The commotion in the yard has become louder. The conversation about what to eat keeps ringing, and the answer will basically not change, but they still have to ask it every day to be at ease.

Lin Ze slowly turned up the volume of the headphones, "I love loneliness. I have never met a better companion than loneliness..."

Zheng Bin opened the various plastic bags and packing boxes, and was quite surprised to find that Gu Jun had bought back the breakfast exactly as he asked for this time. He suddenly wondered if the person opposite him was hit by something when he went out today. Weird idea.

Gu Jun ignored Zheng Bin's probing eyes, opened a box of fried buns and ate them with beef vermicelli.

The soup with fresh meat and small wontons is a bit mushy, but it doesn’t affect its deliciousness. With a bite of small wontons and a bite of fried dumplings, Zheng Bin also threw off his cheeks and opened the Wu Zang Temple. Completed.

After eating, after putting away everything on the table and throwing it into the trash can, Gu Jun clapped his hands, "All ears."

Zheng Bin pulled two pieces of tissue paper, wiped the corners of her mouth and her oily fingers, "Female, between 35 and [-] years old, never had a child, had a left nephrectomy half a year ago, and the wound sutured is not standard." , it is likely to involve private trading of organs. No sleeping pills were found in the victim's stomach residue or blood, but there were no obvious signs of resistance in the victim's limbs. It is inferred that the victim was used by criminals When he covered his mouth and nose, he had already lost consciousness, but apart from the surgical scar, the victim had no other injuries caused by external forces. The criminal can take advantage of it. According to the footprints left at the scene, the criminal is between [-] and [-] in height, has a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder or cleanliness, and the victim's hair and pajamas have been carefully arranged, especially at the scene The part of the nightgown on the victim's body that was stained with mud was deliberately pressed under the body, and the soft hair fibers found in the gaps between the victim's toenails were similar to the disposable slippers provided by the hotel. Time to wait for the test results, by the way, there is one last thing, there is still a fiber left in the gap between the victim's teeth, if nothing else, it was also on the inferior disposable toothbrush provided by the hotel."

"..." Gu Jun's hair was black.

"DNA analysis takes time, but you can start with three-star hotels. There are only two five-star hotels in Yuncheng, and there are not many four-star hotels. If someone is free, you can go and scan them. Of course, if the victim has the habit of bringing disposable slippers and toothbrushes, then this direction may not be correct. Small hotels, guest houses or even family hotels on the street are all possible. Xiao Junzi, you have a heavy task on your shoulders. " Zheng Bin raised his hand and patted Gu Jun on the shoulder, imitating Guo Ju's tone, "but the organization trusts you, Xiao Junzi, you can't let the organization down."

"Let's go!" Gu Jun patted Zheng Bin's hand away angrily, "The DNA report must be given to me today!"

"No problem, who made me eat people softly?" Zheng Bin looked at Gu Jun's furrowed brows with a smile, "If you had chosen the forensic department back then, you wouldn't have to be chased after your ass today. "

Gu Jun rolled his eyes in disdain, "Choose a forensic doctor? Do you an errand boy? With your power of observation, you can deal with dead people. The breakfast you ate just now was not from the shop in Fu'an Lane at all. Are you out yet?"

"No," Zheng Bin smacked his lips, "I don't know how to eat, and you study forensics, does that have anything to do with it?"

"Know what you know," Gu Jun strode to the door with two long legs, and stretched out his hand to open the door, "You have no other choice except forensics, do you understand?!"