slip through the net [criminal investigation]

, the stomach was warm, and the pain was finally gone, so I piled the bowls in the sink, and after thinking about it, I washed them in time.Although he is very lazy to take care of it, he doesn't really want the house to stink after a long time.

Then he stayed in a daze for a while in the silent ashes of the house, then stood up and walked into the corridor leading to the bedroom, standing in front of the cloakroom area less than two square meters, opened the empty wardrobe, and put the back panel on the A swipe to the side reveals a hidden mirror.

The mirror was densely covered with documents, and a square frame was exposed in the middle to reflect his face. I saw the most conspicuous part of the document pasted, with a string of red letters written at the top of the line - "6.08 Kidnapping Case".

And on the side of his face in the mirror, there was a one-inch photo of him wearing a school uniform. The handsome young man smiled brightly at the camera, and his eyes behind the lens were like crescent moons, bright and joyful, as if in a certain time and space where everything was perfect, he was still with him. He is shoulder to shoulder.

——That one-inch photo is exactly the one in front of a certain tombstone in Lancheng Cemetery, which is so yellowed that the facial features cannot be recognized.

The windows at both ends of the narrow corridor are wide open, forming a gust of draft, which makes the hairs on the back of the person stand upside down in the midsummer at night. He just leans against the wall, forcing himself to wake up in the cold wind, and picks the balled up. Straightening the cigarette case, he took out the last cigarette and lit it, took a big puff, and then exhaled a deep, long puff of smoke. He put the cigarette case in the closet with squinted eyes, and said softly, "No more, I won't smoke anymore."

In Captain Ying's house, all the places are covered with dust, and the only clean place is this small dark room. Every document, every photo is a knife enough to pierce his heart. I wiped this knife clean and kept it extra sharp so that I could stab deeper.

Day after day, night after night, he forced himself to stand in front of this mirror, blowing the cold wind, staring at the lost face of that young man, cutting his own flesh and blood with each knife, and then dissipating the rotten mold The stinking memory, over and over again, reversed and reversed, dismantled and reassembled every detail.

But he couldn't figure it out.

He doesn't remember, doesn't remember anything.He thought and washed his only memory for a full ten years, but he couldn't think of any useful clues.

But these documents reminded him all the time that he still carried a youth's wronged soul.

On a certain page of the document on the mirror, the first line is the transcript, and the bottom is densely packed. There is a word "roll" in the middle, which is drawn in layers with red circles, and there is even a conspicuous asterisk next to it. On the back, the word "should be submitted" is signed, and the age column on the back is marked with "18".

Back then, when the young Fu Jingyu smiled and said to him, "Ah Cheng, I'm leaving", the same young man replied "Get out".

Time went by so fast and without mercy, he had already forgotten how malicious he was when he said this, or was it purely teasing and joking.However, this sentence has become an irreparable past.

Time is like a bitch, not even giving a chance to apologize.

He raised his head, glanced at the photo, looked over the youthful face, and suddenly thought of Qin Yile again.

You see, there are people full of youth and sunshine, rushing on the road for their dreams.But some people will always stay in the best age of youth.

He put his head against the glass, imagining, imagining what kind of person he would be if he was still alive.

At that time, he thought about recommending, his grades were so good, he was excellent in arts and sciences, and he was also a star on the basketball court.

He wants to be a psychologist and save children who are on the road to suicide.His study room is full of various high-level books. After careful study, those dictionary-like tomes are filled with his own annotations with colorful pens.

At such a young age, he already had an entire wall of bookshelves, including a grid filled with his manuscripts.

The clothes in his closet are all kinds of simple colors. When he is not wearing the school uniform, he wears light-colored shirts, and he is always clean and meticulous.

He doesn't like to wear watches, but loves the pocket watch his father gave him. When he wears glasses and puts the pocket watch in his shirt pocket, he looks like a medieval nobleman.

He remembers everything about him.

But he can no longer remember what he will look like when he grows up to be as big as Qin Yile.

Did he fulfill his dream and become a psychiatrist who enlightens teenagers?

Or go one step further and become a well-known adolescent psychologist?

Or did he abandon his dream and become a teacher?Or is he taking over from his dad and becoming the next billionaire candidate?

It's like a game, because Fu Jingyu's temporary offline, he can no longer know which side line Fu Jingyu will take.

The knife chopped his heart into pieces, dripping with blood, spreading invisible under his feet, like invisible tentacles, binding his throat, making it gradually difficult for him to breathe.

Jing Yu, if you were still alive... what would it be like?

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And outside...

The sky is getting late, the lights are on in all the houses, and the enthusiasm about the murder case has finally been gradually replaced by various trivial matters of the parents under the efforts of many parties. Most of the families return to the happy family story after a busy day.

But there are also some dark and damp corners in the warm city. There are snakes, insects, rats and ants all over here, and there is a stench. It is a good place to hide in the Han River.

He nestled in an unfinished building that had been demolished in a mess, with a shabby quilt rolled up. Although it was pitch black and there were buzzing mosquitoes in the darkness, at least he could avoid the rain. He held a PSP and played with it. Xing, after several times of practice, he is already very familiar with it, and he can even pass the game. Moreover, this game console has a long standby time and low power consumption, allowing him to play until dawn. In short——

He loves it.

13. The deceased

Ying Cheng nestled on the sofa and slept soundly all night, and his mobile phone was as quiet as a chicken all night. Knowing that he had a stomach problem, everyone was honest and didn't bother him until the alarm clock rang, and he picked it up and looked at it in a daze. , as if there was a tacit understanding, the next second, Xie Lin's message was sent over——

"Zheng Yuanfeng has been saved."

Just as he was about to reply, the next sentence came immediately - "Ye Qingzhou is watching."

Still everything is as expected.

So a carp straightened up, wiped his face, put on some clothes, and went out. Something flashed by the door. He walked too fast, so he obviously didn't notice it.

I went downstairs and bought a lot of breakfast and sent it to the Municipal Bureau, all kinds of it, my hands were full, I couldn't move, so I had to kick the door of the duty room when I passed by: "Get up, eat!"

Gu Yuzhe stayed up all night and just fell asleep for a while, but was so scared by his kick that he jumped up three feet on the spot, and wiped his face in confusion: "Is there any coffee, boss?"

"Buy it, hurry up!"

Gu Zai could only accept his fate and get up.

The criminal investigation office is working overtime except for the boss who should take this "sick leave" and the intern duo who just came to work. "As he rushed straight to the breakfast in the hands of his captain.

Lu Weiwei and Qin Yile didn't dare to be late, they went to work half an hour early, and were waiting to be assigned tasks.

Ying Chengsheng was squeezed out by the team robbed of breakfast. He caught a glimpse of the two of them standing in the corner with their hands tied like elementary school students. They didn't dare to move, and he quickly waved: "Have you two had your breakfast? Didn't you?" Come and get it yourself."

"I've eaten, I've eaten, thank you Captain!"

He took two buns to Xie Lin, then handed them two cups of coffee, and took another cup for himself: "Then drink a cup of coffee, there is still a tough battle to fight today."

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, the cup in his hand was taken away by Xie Lin with a bun in his mouth. He had to go to get the last cup on the table, but Gu Yuzhe cut off his beard on the spot and scolded "little bastard" angrily: "Do you know?" Know what it means to respect the old and love the young!"

Xie Lin pointed to the bags left on the table.It is obviously the bagged soy milk that no one cares about: "Drink that if you have a bad stomach."

What kind of coffee do you want to drink?

Gu Yuzhe took a deep breath, couldn't help laughing, and in the next second, Ying Cheng slapped the back of the head, almost spraying it out of his nasal cavity.

"Drink a fart, it's been a night, is there any new progress?"

Ying Cheng wrote all over his face, "If there is no new progress, I will let you eat and spit it out." All the exploited criminal investigators have to rise up... Tell me honestly.

Who told them to eat people with short mouths.

"The second group of brothers assisting the sub-bureau is watching the building of He Yang and Feng Xiaoyue, and there is no news."

"The household registration office contacted Feng Xiaoyue's family, which should be said to be in the village, because there is really no one in her family. I got a message back and said that my younger brother Feng Xiaoxing died of tuberculosis last month, and the villagers paid for the burial."

"There is also surveillance at the station, but no one has been found. If you ask me, they may still be hiding somewhere in the west of the city."

"The traffic police have all been dispatched to conduct a comprehensive inspection at several intersections in the west of the city. As long as you are brave enough, you will definitely be caught."

Ying Cheng was close to Gu Yuzhe, and he slapped him again: "What about you, didn't I ask you to catch that writer, did you catch it?"

Gu Yuzhe almost choked, stood up and took two steps towards Xie Lin: "Deputy team help! Boss, he beat me! This violates the labor law!"

"Young poor, what is Zhou Papi, Zhou Papi buys you breakfast in different ways every day to support you? Don't think that I can't hit you if you stand there, tell me!"

"I almost threw up reading the article just to check that kid, I haven't slept all night!"

"That kid? That's Cha