shadow of crime

"Jiang team, no fingerprints or hairs were found in the house."

"Team Jiang, the floor of the room, the wardrobe, the toilet... In short, there is residual peroxide and hydrogen in this room."

"Team Ginger..."

A group of people checked the chartered room to the bottom, and the comrades of the trace inspection department called "Team Jiang Jiang" endlessly. Although they didn't find anything special, everyone was very happy because the room was cleaned. The technique was the same as the crime scene next door, whether it was a coincidence or deliberate, the people present were slightly relieved.

"Understood." Jiang Bei looked around the room for a week, tidying it up very neatly. If it wasn't for the decorations on the bedside, it might not be obvious that people lived here. "Go and check the public areas."

"Ok."

A group of people rushed out of the room with the guys and headed into the kitchen and dining room.

Lin An questioned the girl next door, leaving only Jiang Bei and Cheng Ye in the room.Jiang Bei walked to the balcony, leaning on the railing with his hands, trying to turn over to the opposite balcony. Judging from his posture, he looked like a down-and-out man who couldn't figure out why he was single so far and wanted to jump off the building.

Cheng Ye stopped him in time: "There's no need to go there. This is the fifth floor, and the green belt is downstairs. If you fall, you won't be killed. I mean, the murderer is not afraid of falling."

The north wind howled wildly, Jiang Bei stopped his movements and looked down.In winter, the shallow lawn is completely bald. For the sake of beauty, the residential property has covered plastic lawn. The soft-looking layer can indeed reduce the impact of falling from the fifth floor.

Jiang Bei stood still on the balcony, patted the ashes on his hands, and said: "The victim, Li Zhenzhen, lives alone. Since the surveillance did not capture any suspicious persons entering Li Zhenzhen's door on the day of the crime, the murderer probably turned over from the balcony. of."

He turned around and looked at Cheng Ye: "Li Zhenzhen's living room has a glass door on the balcony, and the door and door locks are intact, except for the possibility that Li Zhenzhen didn't close the door when she slept, the murderer wanted to enter the house..."

"You want to say that Li Zhenzhen opened the door on her own initiative?" Cheng Ye interrupted him, "Someone turned over to her balcony in the middle of the night, and not only did she not feel panicked, but she also opened the door to let people in, so this person must know Li Zhenzhen , and very familiar."

"Combined with the previous cases, the victims all came out of the Sun Welfare Institute, so in your subconscious mind, you have roughly identified the murderer. And I happen to also come out of the Welfare Institute, and I am about the same age as the victims. Think I know them, round up, and you still doubt me."

Jiang Bei nodded and remained silent.The last person chosen by the murderer was Cheng Ye, and the fourth case happened just above his house, and he ran into Cheng Ye who was drunk that night. He wanted to confuse the police with this.

In other words, he simply wanted to disturb Jiang Bei's sight.

"Don't think too much," Jiang Bei breathed out, "Before there is no conclusive evidence, anyone is suspicious, so I not only doubt you, I even doubt myself."

This 360-degree change of attitude made Cheng Ye raise his eyebrows, but it was fleeting, and then he laughed again: "Yes, after all, I was locked up by you in the bureau on the night of the fifth case."

Jiang Bei pinched the bridge of his nose, as if trying to drive away his messy intuition, he was almost confused by the illusion created by the murderer.

"The most important thing now is to find evidence, otherwise no one will be free from suspicion, but what is certain is that the murderer knew Li Zhenzhen, otherwise Li Zhenzhen would not be able to take the initiative to open the door. You can narrow the search scope to Li Zhenzhen's friends, colleagues and... the sun welfare home."

He strode into the room, wanting to call Lin An, but was attracted by the decorations on the bedside table.

It was a palm-sized oil painting, framed in a white photo frame, standing alone on the table.In the painting, there is a rushing blue river sandwiched between the lush grass, and a wooden bridge is built on the river. There is a hexagonal pavilion in the middle of the bridge. A small person is sitting in the pavilion, as if abandoned.

There is not even a hair in this room, but there is only one painting left.Jiang Bei quickly took out his mobile phone, downloaded various shopping apps, scanned the oil painting with the picture recognition function, and after confirming that the painting was not purchased online, he called Xiao Li from the trace inspection department.

Xiao Li thought that Jiang Bei wanted to ask about the progress, so he hurriedly said: "Jiang team, a lot of fingerprints have been extracted in the public area, but there are too many. It is estimated that many people have lived in this house. The specific results will have to be compared in the bureau. Just known."

Everyone understands the process, Jiang Bei didn't give any instructions, he just pointed to the photo frame and said, "Have you checked this painting carefully?"

"There is no special discovery on the surface of the photo frame." Xiao Li took off the mask so that he could speak more easily, "I just asked the new guy to take this thing away. He must have forgotten it. Team Jiang, don't be angry."

Xiao Li glanced at Jiang Bei's gloomy face, quickly put the photo frame into the evidence bag, and prepared to run away with oil on the soles of his feet.Jiang Bei stopped him in time, and Xiao Li thought that he should not let the newcomer receive the evidence.

But the expected lesson did not come. I only heard Jiang Bei say: "After the trace inspection department is finished, send this painting to my office."

Xiao Li stroked his little heart, nodded, then turned around and talked to the newcomer.

"Psychopaths are mostly idealists." Since Jiang Bei let Cheng Ye obediently stay under his nose, Cheng Ye has followed Jiang Bei's ass every step of the way, and does not participate in the investigation, only making a few seemingly insignificant remarks from time to time come out.

Jiang Bei got used to it, and motioned him to continue with his eyes.

Cheng Ye seemed to want to talk, and wanted to find a place to sit, but thought that he couldn't destroy the scene, so he had to give up.He said: "How should I put it? Idealists have a world of their own. Most of them are romantic and pay attention to rituals, but once they find that reality is at odds with their world, they will stimulate the rebellious factor in the subconscious and want to find a Vent."

“Of course, there are many ways to vent, but they can be classified into one category—creation. Creating a passionate song, a colorful painting, or writing a critical book can all be used as an outlet. But There are always some people who are not satisfied with this and pursue more exciting ways, such as self-mutilation or mutilation of others.”

He didn't go on talking, which made Jiang Bei feel like a fishbone was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't cough or swallow, but he didn't realize that he was hooked.

Half of the words are the most itchy.

Cheng Ye shut his mouth, just stood by the bed, staring at Jiang Bei fixedly.

"And then?" Jiang Bei finally couldn't help asking.

After achieving his goal, Cheng Ye showed his innocent smile again, his brows and eyes curved into crescent moons, covering up the evil water gushing under his skin. "We can classify the murderer's act of killing people as 'creation'. The location he chose to commit the crime can almost form a circle, and the murder weapon can be assembled into a hexagon. At least it proves that he has an idea' creator'."

"He will not treat his 'work' casually. Everything he left behind and every action he made is his emotional expression. The door opened at the scene of the crime invites you to get to know him, but The police are too slow. Think about it, is the interval between the fifth case and the fourth case much shorter than the previous one? You even found more clues from Li Zhenzhen. He is urging you. Hurry up, or it will be my turn next."

The serial murder case started at the end of October, the second case was discovered at the end of November, the third case in mid-December, the fourth case in early January, and the fifth case occurred seven days later without any warning.At that time, Cheng Ye, who was the suspect, was still in the bureau, and everyone thought the matter was over, so that a wave of public opinion arose after the incident.

Generally speaking, catching the wrong suspect is a good thing for the murderer, and he can continue to get away with it and live a comfortable life.But the murderer didn't think so. He told the police with practical actions-you arrested the wrong person!Come and catch me!

An inexplicable intuition haunted Jiang Bei again. He thought of the phrase "Ah~ you caught me" that Cheng Ye had said to him. Before he could think about it, Lin An hurried over and interrupted his train of thought.

"Brother Jiang!" Lin An said, "I have contacted the charter company, but the housekeeper said that the tenants are too mobile, and it is a bit difficult to find the information."

"Remember the house number. After you're done here, take someone to the charter company to help you find the tenant's information." Jiang Bei squeezed past Lin An and walked to the corridor, "Cheng Ye follow me."

Lin An yelled from behind: "Brother Jiang, where are you going? Are you abandoning me?"

"Go to the Sun Welfare Institute." Jiang Bei turned around and almost bumped into Cheng Ye who was walking towards him. Their breaths intertwined briefly, and it was impossible to tell whose was hotter.

Jiang Bei touched his nose, and confessed to Lin An with no change in his face: "Old rules, don't move things at the scene of the crime and in this room. Even if you want to take things away, take pictures first. And that girl, you Take it back to the bureau to make a record, make sure there is no problem and find someone to help her move, what does it look like to live here."

There was one more job, Lin An wailed to show his dissatisfaction, and after howling, he went to guide the work obediently.

-

The Sun Welfare Institute is located in the suburbs, and it takes an hour to drive there.With the heater turned on in the car, Cheng Ye tried his best to hold up his battering eyelids, watching the scenery outside the window change from high-rise buildings to dry fields.

The car stopped at the gate, Jiang Bei didn't get out of the car immediately, but sat and smoked a cigarette.The smog could not dissipate, spreading in the small space, and the breath was full of the smell of second-hand smoke.

Cheng Ye frowned: "Aren't you going to get out of the car?"

Jiang Bei still didn't lock the door, but asked, "Is this place familiar?"

"I'm not familiar with it," Cheng Ye replied honestly, "I haven't come back since I left, and I was too young when I stayed here, so I can't remember many things clearly."

He stared at the newly painted door, which was covered by the mottled wooden door in his memory.He had looked at the door from the same angle countless times, and if he was lucky, he would be able to see the little boy playing and playing with his friends.

The little boy was born white and clean, and moved like a little fox.