shadow of crime

Bang-!

The door of the office was knocked open suddenly, and several people looked at it in response.

Lin An rushed in angrily, his hair, which was meticulously combed, was now messed up like a chicken coop, and several buttons of his shirt were missing.He was holding a baton, his face was red and his neck was thick.

Lao Wang is a man who has seen the world, sipped his tea, and said without hesitation: "Go to war? Wait for the deductions of wages and punishment. Who is the person who fought with you? I want to report. By the way, before the Chinese New Year Grab some rewards."

Lin An spat out blood, but his anger still persisted: "Who is it? It's not the new kid from our team! The labor and management saw that he has delicate skin and tender flesh, but I didn't expect him to be able to fight!"

Jiang Bei's eyes moved from the painting to Lin An's face, his face was pale.

"I said, why are you staring at him all the time? Was it infected by your boss?" Wang Zhipeng twisted the lid of the cup, and couldn't help saying a few words for the interns of the criminal police detachment, "He just came, and he was thrown in by your boss first." It’s been locked up for a week, and soon after you came out, you went to make trouble again, everyone is in the same group, what can’t you talk about? If you have no place to vent your fire, just go out and turn right!”

Wang Zhipeng is an old man in the bureau, and has witnessed the growth of countless newcomers, but he always feels that the young people these days are not stable at all, and have endless energy, just not in the right place.

Lin An was aggrieved, and waved his stick to explain, which frightened the two young people present: "Oh, your old lady underestimated the intern in our group. He not only dared to fight with me, but also dared to fight with the boss!"

Jiang Bei's expression froze: "Okay, don't talk about it."

Lin An was in a fit of anger, but he didn't hear anything. What he said was so impassioned: "He was just so angry that the boss took him for a scar check. We are all men, so why don't you just take off your clothes? As for him? I have a grudge. Our boss, for his safety, went to the community to protect him in the cold weather. Not only did he not appreciate it, but he also took the opportunity to take revenge. Just bully my boss because he is old! You think I can swallow this breath ?"

"I can't!" Lin An's eyes were red, "I'm trying to reason with him, but he doesn't listen, he just opened his mouth to talk nonsense, I couldn't hold it back, I just... I just..." He sighed, his posture was unrestrained He wiped his hair gently, "Don't look at me like this, that kid was seriously injured, and no one took advantage of anyone."

"You're quite proud, aren't you?" Wang Zhipeng rolled his eyes at him, "Have you reported the scar inspection? You and your boss don't think about it alone, it's really not a big deal."

Lin An didn't talk to him, but looked at Jiang Bei pitifully: "Brother Jiang, that brat is a thorn, you have to teach him a lesson, otherwise he will ride on your head one day! You old..."

"Okay, that's the end of this matter," Jiang Bei's voice was not loud, but his deterrence was powerful. Lin An immediately shut up, and sat beside him angrily holding his stick.

The topic was interrupted, and the young man who came to tell the clues was also taken aback for a while, and said that the criminal police detachment was really different, and he dared to fight in the bureau.

When he was in a daze, a big hand patted his shoulder, and when he looked back, it was Jiang Bei.

I only heard Jiang Bei say: "Where is your hometown?"

"South Gate," the young man answered truthfully, "but at the time of the demolition, all the houses were divided, and the big guy moved long ago. If you want to talk about the current address, it is the Wangjiang Mansion on the South Third Ring Road."

As soon as these words came out, Wang Zhipeng almost choked on the tea, covered his mouth and coughed, while watching Jiang Bei's increasingly gloomy face.

"Wangjiang Mansion..." Jiang Bei stared out the window sideways. The office building of the Municipal Bureau was not high enough, and his sight was completely blocked by tall buildings. He couldn't see the river, and he didn't want to.

After a moment of silence, he asked, "Which river are you looking at?"

The young man replied: "It's the one that takes care of our drinking water, the Funan River."

Jiang Bei's pupils trembled, and those deliberately hidden memories were pulled out, causing nerve cramps.

South Gate, Funanjiang, Jiangnan, Jiangbei.

is it you?kid.

Are you going to punish me for not catching you?

The atmosphere in the office was as cold as Jiang Bei's back. Everyone present had goosebumps, only Wang Zhipeng remained calm.He pulled the young man over and said, "Okay, go back to work, Xiao Li, and take your apprentice away!"

"Let him follow me," Jiang Bei seemed to have made a big decision, his voice choked up, "Follow me to Wangjiang Mansion."

Xiao Li stood in a dilemma.

Wang Zhipeng gestured for Xiao Li to take him away quickly, and said: "Everyone has said it, so I'm not sure it's the same pavilion. It may be a waste of time to go there. Besides, there is no pavilion on any small river." , don’t be led by the nose.”

Jiang Bei was still holding the painting in his hand, and the small figure in the pavilion seemed to be waiting for someone, sitting motionless.

He held the painting in front of Wang Zhipeng, emotional: "Didn't you say that this painting was painted a few years ago? Was it five years ago or 13 years ago? The person who painted this painting is called Jiangnan, why is he called Jiangnan? The murderer Committing crimes never leaves traces, but he just left these things, he was hinting at me."

"You have no evidence to prove that Li Zhenzhen was murdered by a neighbor," Wang Zhipeng said. "You inferred that you jumped over the balcony and entered the victim's house. There are so many reporters outside watching. There are only a few days until the Chinese New Year. Don't waste your energy. Wasted on useless things."

The atmosphere between the two was tense, and the remaining three looked confused. Fortunately, Lin An stepped forward as a peacemaker, and quickly smoothed things over: "Just now you told me not to quarrel with the newcomers, but in a blink of an eye you are quarreling again, old Wang ..."

"Call me Pharaoh again, believe me or not? It's not big or small."

Lin An's mouth turned sharply: "Brother Wang, Pengpeng! It's been said that the murderer is a psychopath, and ordinary people can't understand it. Now that we have some clues, we must go to see it. It's better than bringing a group of people around every day. It’s better to look east and west at the crime scene.”

"And we are not completely without evidence. First of all, the security guards in the Xingyuan community said that no outsiders entered on the day of the incident, so the murderer must have lived in the community, and the man named Jiangnan cleaned the rental house. The cleaning method is similar to the crime scene. Similarly, if you want to say that this is a coincidence, I feel far-fetched."

The two younger brothers brought by Wang Zhipeng didn't help him either. He was "isolated and helpless" and just said: "You two just wear a pair of pants, right? Then you go, you better watch your boss, don't let him jump into the river!" "

Lin An was full of question marks: "How do you say that?"

Wang Zhipeng turned around, not wanting to say any more.

Jiang Bei packed his things and hurried out: "Lin An, bring someone to follow."

He walked to the office area. It was cold. Everyone closed the windows and turned on the air conditioner. The smell of instant noodles and smoke lingered for a long time.Jiang Bei knocked on the table, and now those who pretended not to see him had to look up.

He said: "Everyone help to find the case files. I have sent the specifics to your superiors. Once you find them, send them to me immediately."

Team Jiang spoke concisely and left without taking a bucket of instant noodles or a cigarette.

Sitting in the lounge, Cheng Ye watched Jiang Bei leave through the gap in the blinds.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, straightened his clothes before going out.The policewoman present kept sneaking glances at him, but was stopped by her superior the next second: "What are you looking at, let you find something. And you, the newcomer, come and help."

"Me?" Cheng Ye's eyes moved, "Okay, what are you looking for?"

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In recent years, the development of South Gate has been booming, and it has become an upstart in Ning'an City. Housing prices are much higher than other areas. Wangjiang Mansion is the phoenix of South Gate. An City's top ten luxury houses.Funan River contributed a lot to its high price. The original slogan was "adjacent to the Bank of Funan River, enjoy the joy of fish and rice".

In order to better fit the theme, the developer directly photographed the land on the south bank of the Funan River and turned it into Wangjiang Park. The Funan River, which was once flooded with sewage, has been transformed into a leisure resort for citizens.

The private car was not allowed to enter the park gate, and the young man who came with him found a parking space, and reversed the car repeatedly and put it into the garage.

"You can do it, kid. You have good driving skills," Lin An praised, "What's your name? Why don't you just join our team."

"Wu Zichuan," Wu Zichuan opened the door and got out of the car, looking around, he couldn't help sighing, "I haven't been here for a long time, it's really changed."

"That's right, the city is developing so fast now, if you don't come back for a few years, you might not even be able to find your home." Lin An took Wu Zichuan's shoulders, and the two brothers leaned against the car door and lamented that time passes quickly, things change, and old friends never come back. At the beginning, they were bored, so they decided to go to Taiwan for a drink tonight.

Jiang Bei didn't get out of the car right away, but sat in the car, stroking the little figure on the painting with his thumb, and didn't recover until Lin An called him.

"Brother Jiang, let's go."

As the New Year is approaching, little red lanterns are hung everywhere in Wangjiang Park, which is full of joy.The elderly are walking in the park with their children, and the couple are taking pictures and checking in, showing a strong sense of idleness.

Lin An asked Wu Zichuan to lead the way, but there were too many changes here, and Wu Zichuan couldn't find the direction.The three followed the signs, and half an hour later, a green river appeared behind layers of dead branches.

Jiang Bei compared the bleak scene in the painting to the rippling Funan River today, clean and tidy, and there are still people fishing on the shore.Above the green waves, the antique promenade connects the two banks, and the hexagonal pavilion in the middle has just been painted with new paint, so no one sits and chats, and the sense of tranquility overlaps with the scene on the oil painting.

"Is this here?" Lin An finished asking Wu Zichuan, and then asked Jiang Bei, "Brother Jiang, is this here?"

To the south of the Funan River is here.

Jiang Bei nodded, looking at the river, the waves reflected in his eyes, getting stronger and stronger.

"So what does the suspect mean by bringing us here?" Lin An spat, "He's a fucking madman! Forget it, come here, there's a cleaner over there, I'll go over and ask."

He pulled Wu Zichuan up, and after walking a few steps, he realized that his boss hadn't followed, and turned around and shouted: "Brother Jiang, let's go."

"Brother Jiang! Brother Jiang?"

"Little Ginger."

The sky was very dark, as dark as night, and Jiang Bei seemed to hear the sound of raging water that night again.The torrent of the turbulent river beat against the rocks in the shoal, and the water softened the soil. Jiang Bei stepped on it deeply, and was about to sink in.