slip through the net [criminal investigation]

: "Is it this one?"

Jiang Huan looked around and nodded, "It's this one. I remembered the license plate number."

——That's He Yang's little broken pickup!

After Feng Xiaoyue fled the scene, she left in He Yang's car!

"What about the driver? Have you seen the driver clearly?"

He shook his head again: "No, it's too dark, she just got into the back seat of the car, closed the door and left."

"Did you meet Feng Xiaoyue at [-]:[-]? Then why didn't you call the police until [-]:[-]? Also, where is her cell phone? Is it in your hand?"

"I know you will definitely use it. I didn't lose it. I left my phone in the supermarket where I bought things."

"Which supermarket?"

"The one on Shengli Road. That's the only 24-hour supermarket recently. After Feng Xiaoyue left, I went to that supermarket to buy bleach and hid it in the alley where you were stuck in traffic.

Then I went back to the place where I met Feng Xiaoyue and called the police. It was 05:30 at that time.

I left my phone in that supermarket on purpose, thinking you'd find it when you visited, but...it seems to have been missed. "

Ying Cheng hummed, and at the same time sent a message to Gu Yuzhe, asking him to go to that supermarket to pick up his mobile phone and call Qin Yile over by the way.

"From then on, you have calculated how to get rid of the police, how to go back to pry the car, wipe your fingerprints, wash your DNA, and steal things along the way? Even the traffic jams let you figure it out, amazing."

"No. I didn't count the traffic jam, but I was going to find an excuse to let the police park the car there. It's just... after calculation, if I didn't count it, the policeman would be you."

"What about my PSP?"

Jiang also reached out and took out the PSP, which was repacked in a gift box, and it was still in his pocket.

Yingcheng couldn't laugh or cry, shook his head and didn't plan to take it back: "Forget it, I'll give it to you."

"But you didn't say that this is..."

"I bought a new one, and this one is for you."

He touched the undamaged PSP gift box, his eyes shone with joy.

It can be seen that he really likes it.

Ying Cheng asked: "Then how did you find Feng Xiaoyue's body? That's how it was when you found the scene?"

"Humans are also animals to a certain extent. We have the habit of living in groups, and we also have a certain sense of territory, because we know how many people can be supported by the resources on a piece of land, so when the resources are sufficient, we don't Will invade other people's territory at will.

Rather than saying that I "discovered" Feng Xiaoyue, it is better to say that she "violated" my territory twice. "

He snorted and joked, "Can't you see that you're still a human sociologist?"

Jiang was still looking at him, his gaze was calm and deep, like a vast ocean, brewing a stormy wave.

"So, Officer Ying and I, who is invading whose territory?"

He leaned back, put his hands on the back of Jiang Huan's chair, squeezed his chin and looked him up and down, and then reluctantly sucked out a toothache: "Let's talk. I have no interest in invading the territory, but If you tidy up and clean up, I might be a little interested in violating you."

Jiang Huan was once again shocked by Captain Ying's unrestrained mouth, blinked and was speechless.

I just heard him continue to ask: "From what you mean, it can't be that someone deliberately brought the corpse in front of your eyes, right? Or are you just possessed by Conan, and you will die wherever you go?"

Jiang was silent for a while, probably seriously and frankly reflecting on whether he really had the magical buff bonus of "Death Vagabond", and then said "coincidence" lightly.

"Why are there so many coincidences? Lancheng is a very peaceful area. There are not many murders in the early years of the year. It's rare for you to catch up with a double corpse case. The first corpse has you and the second corpse has you. What else do you want, if you are lucky enough to buy lottery tickets, you will get rich early."

Jiang thought about it carefully, so he added another sentence: "One or two is not more than three."

If he really wanted to catch up with the third corpse, he admitted that he might be a bit of a "death" suspect.

Unexpectedly, it was Ying Cheng's turn to be surprised: "Do you still want to have a next time?"

He shook his head hastily.

Ying Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, stared at his side face closely, trying to see something else from his face, and after a long time, finally asked the most important question that troubled him: "Jiang Huan, you Who is it?"

The last four words, almost every word, were like four bombs rising from the ground, and the defensive wall that Jiang had worked so hard to build collapsed just like that.

"I don't know. Officer Ying, I don't know. I don't know who I am, I don't know what kind of family I have, and I don't know where my home is. Even the name Jiang Huan was given to me by myself." Police officer Ying is right, "Jianghan used to be a guest, and every time we met, he returned drunk." My name means that. "

He raised his head and stared into Yingcheng's eyes, and laughed a little self-deprecatingly, "I also think that someone is waiting for my reunion, someone is waiting for me to get drunk, someone is... waiting for me to go home."

Ying Cheng saw a deep sea through his dark pupils, and under the reflection of the sea surface, there were patches of star seas. He felt that this kid looked familiar, but his mind was muddled, he couldn't remember it, and he popped up out of nowhere. One sentence: "The two of us must have met."

Jiang Huan lowered his head and made a rare joke: "In a dream."

"No memory? Who are you and what do you remember?"

"I don't remember anything, I just wandered on the street when I have memories."

"Really? Then where did you learn your anthropology? Putonghua is so standard? Who taught you how to read? You also know that you need to record the license plate number when you encounter suspicious vehicles? Can you still recite such an unpopular ancient poem?"

Jiang also stretched out his hand, and there was a pink tube of blood lying quietly in the palm of his hand: "Officer Ying wants to know who I am, and I want to know too. This is an extra blood drawn by the nurse when I just had an examination. , you can do a DNA test, right?"

Ying Cheng looked down at the very small blood sample, but didn't pick it up, just smiled and said, "You are quite proactive."

He handed it forward again: "If Officer Ying wants to watch me take it in person, I don't mind getting an extra shot."

"Speaking of which, I don't really need to force you to draw an extra blood sample. I will take this blood sample back for forensic comparison, but the result cannot be guaranteed."

Ying Cheng said that he took the blood sample, shook it in front of him, and laughed, "You won't lie to me, will you?"

Without changing his expression, Jiang shook his head and said, "No. I said..."

"You're not a bad person. It's okay, you know, you don't know how many times you have said it."

He was robbed of the conversation, so he had to shut up honestly, but Ying Cheng asked again: "The last question. You say you don't know Feng Xiaoyue, okay, you say that your involvement in the two murders is a coincidence, okay, you say You don't even remember who you are, that's okay. Then tell me, why are you hiding from the police?"

Jiang Huan, who was originally talking eloquently, as if he was really ready to tell the whole story, suddenly fell silent. He pursed his lips and lowered his head, his fingers intertwined.

Ying Cheng was not in a hurry, and stared at him with his legs crossed and smiled: "It's okay, you make it up, keep making it up. Anyway, I'm not in a hurry, I have plenty of time, but I'm quite logical, you'd better make up a perfect one." , otherwise I think the difficulty is too low to dismantle the stage."

Jiang also lowered his head even lower, walking forward bravely on the broad avenue of silence is gold, never looking back, like a schoolboy being scolded, stretching himself into a sculpture, with his face sideways, earnestly watching the far away There was a small dispute between doctors and patients in the laboratory, and the mother was arguing with the medical staff with the crying child in her arms, as if she didn't intend to listen to the application at all.

"Yes. You can play this game with me, right? Jiang Huan, let me tell you, there are some things that I wouldn't be able to find out if you didn't tell them. Treat me as a dry meal?

Carry it to the end, right?Then come with me, you are homeless anyway, let's go to the interrogation room to discuss the rest, when the time comes, I will not have this attitude. "

He finally stood up abruptly, the wound was affected by too much movement, and he fell back into the chair violently, Ying Cheng tried to help him, but he grabbed his wrist.

"I'm not a bad person. I don't know how I can convince you that if you want, I can make you take my heart out and see that the blood is clean."

His clean and bright blood filled with youthful joy, the smell of plastic on the newly poured track on the playground, the smell of wet ink on the test paper, and the smell of sweat from the boy running and jumping all over his body, all kinds of smells absorbed him The blood on the tip of his heart took root and sprouted, entangled and grew.

But he couldn't say it, and he didn't dare to say it.

Because his body was filled with the scorching smell of flames, there were countless ghosts screaming in his mind, he had countless sleepless nights, and he was haunted by countless evil babies. , the world in front of him suddenly turned upside down and collapsed, even though he knew he was still in the hospital, the hallucinations in front of him brought him back to 20 years ago, a cry for help sounded in his ear, his head exploded in pain—it was over.

sick...

He clenched his hands unconsciously, and even the rough-skinned and thick-skinned Ying Cheng felt that his wrists were about to be crushed. He looked down and saw that Jiang Huan's face was pale, cold sweat dripped down, and he gritted his teeth. Kaka" sounded, and the whole person trembled like a sieve. He seemed to be blind for a moment, and his eyes lost focus. He asked eagerly, "Are you there?"

"exist."

He suddenly stopped trembling again, his tensed shoulders slowly