shadow of crime

Jiang Bei took the origami apart, and the blood flowed back from his whole body in an instant.

[Congratulations on answering the first question correctly, now you are ready to answer the second question, the countdown begins...]

[Can you catch me this time? 】

Every word in black and white condemned his heart, as if he was blaming Jiang Bei for not being able to catch him in the first place, so he gave Jiang Bei a second chance in a more extreme way.

Jiang Bei suddenly covered his face and laughed, his shoulders stopped shaking, and the knuckles of his fingers holding the note were already blue and white.

The child he failed to capture was still alive, but it was a pity that he had grown into a murderer.Jiang Bei once regarded the child as his salvation in that incident, and he hoped that the child would survive so that he could make up for the regret.

The child also wanted to make up for his childhood regrets, so he told Jiang Bei by the way—look, this is the consequence of you not being able to catch me.

"Crazy." This sentence was crushed between Jiang Bei's lips.

Lin An had never seen his boss in such a state. He panicked for a moment, grabbed the note and looked at it, and immediately said dirtyly: "Fucking he is mentally ill! I'm c&#$￥! It's still counting down, what do you mean? I'm fucking +#*$&, labor and management must kill him!"

Wu Zichuan was too scared to speak.

Jiang Bei calmed down, and strode towards the Zhi'an Pavilion.

A work permit was slapped on the table, and the security guard who was dozing off immediately woke up.

Jiang Bei said concisely: "Take me to the monitoring room."

The burglary and homicide case was a hot topic in Ning'an City, and several versions were circulated.Some people said that the murderer was a middle-aged uncle who was depressed, so he did this crazy thing to win attention; others said that the murderer was a child who tricked the victim into opening the door with an innocent face, and then killed him.In short, the broad masses of the people have arranged all kinds of monsters, monsters, ghosts and monsters with amazing imagination, and everyone is in danger for a while.

The leader of the security team of Wangjiang Park highly cooperated with the police investigation and called up the surveillance cameras himself: "All the surveillance videos are here, and the videos are automatically cleared once every 15 days. The previous ones are gone. You can take a look at the useful ones. place?"

"It's the 25th today," Jiang Bei pinched the bridge of his nose, "When did the lanterns in the park be hung up?"

Security team leader: "Before New Year's Day, it will look like December 12th or 30st."

As soon as the new year comes, no matter where you are, you like to hang up lanterns to add joy, but the surveillance only keeps records within 15 days, which means that at least 10 days of surveillance video have been lost since the lanterns were hung up.

Li Zhenzhen was murdered on the 17th, and the suspect timed it very accurately.

Jiang Bei checked the surveillance cameras near the Liujiao Pavilion over and over again. No, not a single suspicious person.

Jiangnan, where are you?

The leader of the security team didn't dare to slack off, after all, the murderer came to his jurisdiction. Just thinking about it makes people creepy, but he can't help, so he just sits on the sidelines and watches the surveillance with Jiang Bei. .

"That... didn't you find it?" The team leader handed over a cigarette and lit it for Jiang Bei, and the monitoring room was filled with smoke.

Jiang Bei shook off a piece of soot, with ice and snow between his brows, and his brows did not relax until the smoke was exhausted.

"Bank..." Jiang Bei clasped the team leader's shoulder and asked, "Is there an ATM in the park? Or, is there a bank near the park entrance?"

After a few seconds, the security team leader said: "There is a bank."

Jiang Bei let go of his fingers and sank back into the seat, his tense face finally showing a hint of relief.

He shouted: "Lin An, Wu Zichuan."

The two brothers were hiding outside the door looking up and sighing.Lin An felt that the boss of his family was not in the right state, so he was worried, so he asked Wang Zhipeng, and the old Wang told everything about the past, and finally added, "Lao Jiang didn't jump into the river, right?"

"It's none of Jiang Ge's business," Wu Zichuan said, shaking his head, "In that case, it's impossible to get people out of the water. Jiang Ge doesn't need to blame himself for this."

Lin An replied "No" to Lao Wang, and immediately turned off the phone: "Hey, one is a senior who treats him like a brother, and the other is a child who was almost rescued, but unfortunately they were all washed away by the water. Let me replace you." , I also had a heart attack for several years. Do you know what is the biggest regret in life? It is 'almost'."

He pointed at Wu Zichuan's nose: "The two of us don't know anything about this matter, don't cry when you see Brother Jiang later, and put away your snot, it's not too embarrassing."

"I was frozen out!"

Lin An pushed the door open and went in, yelling "Brother Jiang" one after another very affectionately, and sticking to the person with a shy face: "What do you always want?"

Jiang Bei pushed him away, Lin An felt that his boss had changed.In the past, when he was clinging to Jiang Bei, Jiang Bei would sigh impatiently at most, but now he is still pushing people, the boss doesn't love him anymore.

Lin An's face was full of grievances, Wu Zichuan wanted to vomit, seriously doubting this guy's sexual orientation, and sweating for himself.

"The surveillance video here didn't find it," Jiang Bei got up and put on his coat, "You two come with me to the bank."

Lin An blinked and blinked: "Why are you going to the bank?"

"There is a bank near the entrance of the park, and the monitoring in the bank can be kept for three months."

Everyone understood in seconds, Lin An put his arms around Wu Zichuan's shoulders, said "Sure", and dragged him out.

Jiang Bei stepped out of the gate, paused on his back, turned around and asked the leader of the security team: "Is there a church near here?"

"It used to be," said the group leader, with silvery hair on his temples, and it seemed that he had been in this area for some years.He said, "But it was demolished a long time ago, and the priest also moved."

"Do you know where the priest is now?"

"I don't know about that," said the team leader, "but you can ask the people who lived here before. At that time, everyone loved to go to church to pray. Some believers should know where the priest is now."

Jiang Bei nodded: "Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you today."

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It took a long time to watch the monitoring in the monitoring room, and it was already dark when I went out.The starless night sky, thousands of lights and neon lights dotted the icy city, pedestrians on the road hurried home, adding some fireworks.

The three of them stood at the door of the bank against the cold wind, and the closed iron gate told them that they were late.

Lin Anmao stooped to look in. Several surveillance cameras were flashing scarlet light. Looking at the angle, the one in the middle of the hall could just capture the gate.

He muttered, "Why did the bank close so early?"

Jiang Bei scanned the map and found that there were churches near the places where the five victims lived.The murderer didn't kill people randomly, he had his own selection criteria.First, the victim must have stayed in the Sun Orphanage and be under the age of 25. Second, the victim must be a believer in God.

But the Cheng Ye he chose only met the first requirement, and there was no church near the neighborhood where Cheng Ye lived.To the murderer, is Cheng Ye special, or is it that he didn't choose Cheng Ye at all, and everything is everyone's unsubstantiated conjecture?

Regardless of Cheng Ye, the only "standard" for a murderer is an orphanage and a church. What is the connection between these two places?

Jiang Bei greeted Wu Zichuan and asked, "Are there any people who believe in God in your hometown?"

Wu Zichuan gnawed on a big meat bun, and said vaguely, "Yes."

"Who?"

"My mother." Wu Zichuan swallowed the bun, "My mother is trustworthy, she goes to pray every weekend, anyway, I don't believe it. Brother Jiang, do you eat buns? I have another one here."

"No need," Jiang Ge's brows and eyes moved slightly, and a gleam of light that was hard to detect by others flashed, "You said earlier that there was a small church in your hometown, which was demolished later. Which church does your aunt pray in now?"

"Uh... I don't know about this. I don't worship God, and I never went there with my mother. But according to my mother, it seems to be at the east gate, which is quite far from my house anyway." Wu Zichuan peeled off the bun under the bun. Oil paper, just as he was about to eat, a big hand stretched out and snatched the buns away.

After Lin An finished his meal in two or three bites, he went eye to eye with the monitor again.

Jiang Bei's face was as sinking as water, staring at the passing vehicles in a daze.

——Why didn't Wu Zichuan's mother choose the nearest church to pray, but why did she go all the way to the east gate every week?

"Ask your mother, which church do you pray in? Is the priest the one in your hometown at that time?"

"Oh, okay, I'll call my mom right now."

Lin An met the surveillance camera and said excitedly: "Brother Jiang, I saw that this surveillance camera can take pictures outside. You see, this is a one-way street and the road is narrow, unless the kid passed by the flower bed, Otherwise, he will definitely be photographed!"

He ran to the other side of the road and turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone to observe the flower beds: "No suspicious traces were found. It is more likely that the murderer walked into the park by walking the road."

Jiang Bei seemed to have remembered something, took out his cell phone, and was about to make a call, while saying to Lin An: "Find someone to open the door."

"Ah?" Lin Anxin said, the bank is not opened by my family, where can I find someone to open the door?But he said, "It's so late, can someone be found?"

"Look for the business next door. Generally, in order to manage the shops in a unified way, the community will set up a business group or something, or ask to see if anyone knows the bank staff. If not, go to the local police station to contact the Industrial and Commercial Bureau and ask for the phone number of the legal person." The hand holding the mobile phone is tight, and the eyes are deep, "There are only two days, hurry up."

Of course Lin An understood what Jiang Bei meant by "two days". It was a countdown given by the murderer. On the night of January 1 many years ago, that child failed to wait for Jiang Bei to catch him and was rolled up like dry grass. Into the vast river.

He drifted with the garbage in the unrepaired Funan River, and finally crawled out of the gutter and grew into a murderer.

"Understood, I'll find someone to open the door right now. Wu Zichuan, Chuanchuan!"

Wu Zichuan made several phone calls, but no one answered: "Brother Jiang, my mother doesn't answer the phone, she is probably playing mahjong, I will call later."

"Okay," Jiang Bei waved his hand, indicating that they can act, then turned around and dialed the phone number in the bureau, and someone answered it soon. Jiang Bei asked directly, "Where's the case file? Haven't found it yet?"

The policeman on duty in the bureau answered the phone, probably eating instant noodles, when a chirping voice came from the receiver: "Is it Team Jiang? Didn't you receive the case file of the Funanjiang drowning case 13 years ago? Strange." Yes, the intern in your group said that it has been sent to you, you can ask that intern, he found it."

Jiang Bei frowned, exhausted all over his body: "Okay, I see."

The women's bureau who drowned 13 years ago suspected homicide at first, and filed a case. It was later confirmed that it was suicide.Just for such a person, taking his life for nothing, every time Jiang Bei thinks about it, he feels worthless for Xu Shiqing.

He shouldn't have heard the sound of falling into the water, so let the woman die in the river with her son, then all this will not happen...

Jiang Bei stood in the wind, smoking a cigarette, the hand holding the lighter was shaking, but he couldn't turn it on, he threw the cigarette angrily, and crushed it with his feet.

He pressed Cheng Ye's cell phone number, filled with anger, and thought of all kinds of bad things, but Cheng Ye on the other side called him "A Bei" softly.

"A Bei, you haven't had dinner yet, have you? I made your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs and egg custard, come over for dinner."

Acidic water poured out of Jiang Bei's chest, resisting the nausea, and said coldly: "Where's the information? Send it to me right away."

"Come and get it at my house if you want it," Cheng Ye said, "I haven't seen you all day."

Jiang Bei heard a dog barking, and the Pomeranian kept by Cheng Ye never stopped. "Cheng Ye, don't go too far."

Cheng Ye laughed and said calmly: "We have done more egregious things, have you forgotten? I just want you to have a meal with me now, which is not too much. I promise to do nothing, come and have dinner with me Is it? After eating, I will give you the case file."

"Abei, do you want to come?"