Dangerous Personality
Chapter 6 Tools
Ji Mingrui was shocked again and again by the words "Criminal Police Corps".
It is self-evident what these four words mean.
Although Ji Mingrui is still just a small police officer who has just started working, he is struggling to upgrade to fight monsters and catch criminals, but the criminal police has always been his ultimate goal.
As a qualified fan, the male policeman has a lot of records about his idol: "He participated in the July 7.19 murder case in South China, the September 9.02 serial murder case, and the March 3.10 poisoning case..."
The names of these cases and the time of committing the crimes are well known.
All of them were sensational cases with extremely bad influence in the province.
As Ji Mingrui listened, he recovered from the feeling of "too awesome" and noticed the commonality of these cases: "Wait a minute, these cases are at least ten years away from now."
What he said were all old cases more than ten years ago.
Ji Mingrui glanced at Jie Lin's back, the man was still turning the lump of bloody flesh that Su Xiaolan dared not touch, his movements were actually very gentle, as if he was afraid of disturbing them, his bloodstained fingers stroked the flesh, along the The knife marks were drawn little by little. Since the scene of the crime was too bloody, no matter how you look at it, this action makes the hair stand on end.
Ji Mingrui said with blurred eyes: "I never imagined that he looks so young, but he is already so old."
Su Xiaolan also nodded: "Yes, I thought he was only about 25 years old."
Policeman: "?"
I'm afraid it's not two fools.
The policeman looked at them like fools.
"He's really young."
The male policeman seemed to think that this sentence was not intuitive enough, and added another sentence: "He is the younger brother of Xie Feng, the captain of the Criminal Police Corps. When he first assisted in the case, he was still in the first year of high school."
Su Xiaolan wondered if she had heard wrong.
Ji Mingrui recalled himself secretly wearing height-increasing insoles in order to run for sports committee in his freshman year of high school: "...?!"
Can the difference between the same species reach this level?
Ji Mingrui: "But there is a problem. I know it's awesome, but consultants are consultants, why is there a word 'front'?"
"Little Jiang, come here—"
Just as the male policeman was about to open his mouth, Wu Zhibin waved at him and called him over.
Jiang Yu packed up his excitement, and trotted over with his notebook: "Brother Bin."
Wu Zhibin also spent a lot of thought on leading this group of newcomers, and asked one by one the opportunity: "Tell me, what do you see."
Jiang Yu tried hard to focus on the crime scene, but it was really difficult.
The crutch in Wu Zhibin's hand changed its angle, and suddenly hit him on the calf: "Let you watch the scene, why are you staring at others!"
Jiang Yu: "...I'm sorry Brother Bin."
Jiang Yu took one last look at Jie Lin.
Through the slightly curved knuckles of the man, it was as if he had seen a certain scene many years ago. A boy in his teens was sitting at the head of the long table in the conference room, tapping his fingers on the table.
The reason why Jiang Yu knows this information is because his father has worked in the General Administration for many years. When he was very young, he used to find an open space in the bureau to do his homework every Friday after school, waiting for his father to get off work.
People in the headquarters are always very busy, and they never touch the ground or their homes.
When he was young, he would often secretly look in through the glass door of the conference room after finishing his homework, wanting to see his father at work, although most of the time he knew without looking, his father must be frowning Staring at the case scene photos on the screen.
At that time, the captain of the criminal police corps, Xie Feng, was the number one figure in the bureau. He was gentle and polite, and he took the position of the captain of the corps at a young age. He was a representative of outstanding youth, and his resume and reputation were as beautiful as a textbook.
But compared to his aura, Jiang Yu was most impressed by his younger brother.
That year, the "July 7.19 Annihilation Case in South China City" was a sensation throughout the city. The murderer left no clues, and the media reported it extensively. The pressure to solve the case was increasing day by day.The male policeman looked through the glass window and saw that his father's frown had not been loosened for several days.
Until the tenth day after the incident - someone provided a breakthrough.
His father hadn't been home for ten days. He peeked outside the meeting room and saw his father open the door and rush out of the meeting room with several criminal policemen.
When I came back, I brought someone with me.
A young man in school uniform walked at the end of the line. He should have just finished school. The blue-gray school uniform was loosely worn on his body, and he had a face that often received love letters in school.
After he entered, the layout of the conference room changed.
The young man was invited to the main seat.
There are more than a dozen seats on the long table in the meeting room, and he sits at the furthest seat, but it happens to be facing the projection screen that has not been closed in time.
Photos of the scene of the extermination case were displayed on the screen one by one, and the fluorescence of the slides kept flickering and changing in the room.
Through the gap in the blinds, Jiang Yu saw the young man's fingers crossed and resting on the table. The two rows of criminal policemen sitting beside him were all dressed in uniforms, sharp and quiet, with silver badges on their shoulders. His high school suit School uniforms look out of place in a conference room.
Only later did he know that this young man was called Xie Lin.
He is the brother of the team captain.
——"Consultant is consultant, why is there a prefix?"
Jiang Yu's mind flashed the last time he saw the boy.
His father was rarely excited: "I don't agree—he's too dangerous! Have you read his psychological evaluation report—yes, I don't know what happened in the kidnapping case, I only know that there was Jiefeng before , Now that Xie Fengren is gone, no one can suppress him, can you control him by recruiting him? Who can control it?!"
Xie Lin didn't know that there was an "old friend" at the scene, and his attention at the moment was attracted by the thin piece of paper stuck to the paw of the silver-white highland cat.
He peeled off the half piece of thin paper, took a closer look, and found that it was a price sticker with a red frame on a white background.
"Is there really someone who can solve a crime at the age of 15?"
"Does this kind of person really exist, except for the Detective Conan cartoon-I still can't believe it."
After Ji Mingrui got off work, he drove directly to Chi Qing's house. The reason for going to Uncle Chi's house was mainly because Chi Qing's house was less than two kilometers away from Haimao Community. He lay down on the sofa as soon as he entered the door. Doubt about life.
Ji Mingrui turned himself over on the sofa, lying on his back.
Ji Mingrui continued to sigh: "It's outrageous, what was I doing when I was 15 years old!"
Chi Qing: "I'm buying height-increasing insoles, and begging me to copy your homework."
Ji Mingrui: "..."
Chi Qing continued: "Chasing after the girl in the next class, I cried for half an hour when I failed to catch up, and wanted to wipe my tears on my clothes, so after finally crying, I was beaten and cried again."
Ji Mingrui: "..."
Chi Qing: "Do you want me to continue to help you remember?"
Ji Mingrui woke up instantly: "No, thank you."
When Chi Qing spoke, he was cutting bread. The open kitchen was cold and uninspiring. There were not many pots and pans in his house, but there were many knives.
Ji Mingrui noticed that the light in the room was not good, so he got up and turned on the light: "What kind of night-vision animal are you, you are not afraid of cutting your hands if you are blind."
The originally dim light in the room suddenly brightened.
Chi Qing was startled by the light, and paused for a moment with the hand that was cutting bread with a knife.
The silvery blade shifted and pierced straight into the fingertips.
Chi Qing: "...Are you tired of working today?"
Ji Mingrui went to the medicine box while apologizing: "I was wrong."
However, he hadn't found the medicine box yet, and saw that Chi Qing didn't react at all to the blood coming out of his fingertips. He just put his fingertips to his lips very flatly, and the blood melted instantly on his lips.
Ji Mingrui wanted to say, "You really are the reincarnation of a vampire", but his eyes were inadvertently attracted by the knife in Chi Qing's hand.
It was a serrated knife with a slender tip and an arc-shaped blade. The sawtooth pattern resembled a row of sharp canine teeth, shining with a sharp-cold light.
——"The cut surface of the wound is not smooth, and there are traces of being pulled back and forth."
——"It should be a small serrated knife."
Chi Qing: "What are you looking at?"
Ji Mingrui stared straight at the knife in Chi Qing's hand: "When did you buy this knife and where did you buy it? Can you show me?"
Chi Qing didn't ask why, he turned the knife backwards, with the point of the knife facing himself, and handed him the handle of the knife.
It was precisely because of this action that he found that there was still a price tag on the handle of the knife that he hadn't had time to tear off. He tore off the tag casually and said, "About last week, by the side of the road."
The community where Chi Qing lives is not far from Haimao, and many large supporting facilities are shared by the region. Ji Mingrui took the knife and looked at it again and again: "Do you remember which store it is?"
Chi Qing: "Convenience groceries."
Ji Mingrui opened his mouth and said, "Sometimes I really admire your extraordinary memory..."
Chi Qing stuck the label he had just torn off on the back of his hand. Ji Mingrui looked down and saw the name of the grocery store "Bianmin" printed on the red frame on a white background: "..."
"jingle--"
The doorbell of an ordinary grocery store more than 500 meters away from "Hai Mao" rang.
Xie Lin took a look around the store. The storefront was small and the layout was very old from the inside to the outside. The furnishings were still the same as they were more than ten years ago. Even the outdated habit of putting price tags on products has continued to this day.
Within a two-kilometer radius, this is the only grocery store that labels products.
When you enter the grocery store, there is a snack area, and the price code on the package of potato chips: ¥6.
The name of the convenience store is printed on the rectangular label in letters with a blue background.
The kitchen utensils area was inside, and Xie Lin took a few bags of snacks and walked in. There were a variety of pots and pans inside.
There are several kinds of fruit knives on the second shelf.
Serrated knives are not as popular as fruit knives with smooth blades because they are less used, so they are placed at the bottom, and there are four left.
The owner of the grocery store is not there, and there is only a little boy at the front desk doing his homework on the counter. He seems to be very used to helping his parents look after the store. When he sees someone asking for the check, he puts down his pen and starts counting the price deftly.
One hand tapped on his homework: "Little friend, the third question is wrong."
The little boy glanced at the visitor.
Xie Lin picked up the pencil next to him and wrote down a series of very simple formulas on the draft paper. After finishing writing, he said, "Can you tell my brother, has anyone bought this kind of knife recently?"
Holding the snacks, the boy glanced at the serrated knife waiting to be paid, thought for a while, and said, "Yes."
"A very nice gloved brother."
The author has something to say:
Chi Qing:?
Xi Ti Suspect
It is self-evident what these four words mean.
Although Ji Mingrui is still just a small police officer who has just started working, he is struggling to upgrade to fight monsters and catch criminals, but the criminal police has always been his ultimate goal.
As a qualified fan, the male policeman has a lot of records about his idol: "He participated in the July 7.19 murder case in South China, the September 9.02 serial murder case, and the March 3.10 poisoning case..."
The names of these cases and the time of committing the crimes are well known.
All of them were sensational cases with extremely bad influence in the province.
As Ji Mingrui listened, he recovered from the feeling of "too awesome" and noticed the commonality of these cases: "Wait a minute, these cases are at least ten years away from now."
What he said were all old cases more than ten years ago.
Ji Mingrui glanced at Jie Lin's back, the man was still turning the lump of bloody flesh that Su Xiaolan dared not touch, his movements were actually very gentle, as if he was afraid of disturbing them, his bloodstained fingers stroked the flesh, along the The knife marks were drawn little by little. Since the scene of the crime was too bloody, no matter how you look at it, this action makes the hair stand on end.
Ji Mingrui said with blurred eyes: "I never imagined that he looks so young, but he is already so old."
Su Xiaolan also nodded: "Yes, I thought he was only about 25 years old."
Policeman: "?"
I'm afraid it's not two fools.
The policeman looked at them like fools.
"He's really young."
The male policeman seemed to think that this sentence was not intuitive enough, and added another sentence: "He is the younger brother of Xie Feng, the captain of the Criminal Police Corps. When he first assisted in the case, he was still in the first year of high school."
Su Xiaolan wondered if she had heard wrong.
Ji Mingrui recalled himself secretly wearing height-increasing insoles in order to run for sports committee in his freshman year of high school: "...?!"
Can the difference between the same species reach this level?
Ji Mingrui: "But there is a problem. I know it's awesome, but consultants are consultants, why is there a word 'front'?"
"Little Jiang, come here—"
Just as the male policeman was about to open his mouth, Wu Zhibin waved at him and called him over.
Jiang Yu packed up his excitement, and trotted over with his notebook: "Brother Bin."
Wu Zhibin also spent a lot of thought on leading this group of newcomers, and asked one by one the opportunity: "Tell me, what do you see."
Jiang Yu tried hard to focus on the crime scene, but it was really difficult.
The crutch in Wu Zhibin's hand changed its angle, and suddenly hit him on the calf: "Let you watch the scene, why are you staring at others!"
Jiang Yu: "...I'm sorry Brother Bin."
Jiang Yu took one last look at Jie Lin.
Through the slightly curved knuckles of the man, it was as if he had seen a certain scene many years ago. A boy in his teens was sitting at the head of the long table in the conference room, tapping his fingers on the table.
The reason why Jiang Yu knows this information is because his father has worked in the General Administration for many years. When he was very young, he used to find an open space in the bureau to do his homework every Friday after school, waiting for his father to get off work.
People in the headquarters are always very busy, and they never touch the ground or their homes.
When he was young, he would often secretly look in through the glass door of the conference room after finishing his homework, wanting to see his father at work, although most of the time he knew without looking, his father must be frowning Staring at the case scene photos on the screen.
At that time, the captain of the criminal police corps, Xie Feng, was the number one figure in the bureau. He was gentle and polite, and he took the position of the captain of the corps at a young age. He was a representative of outstanding youth, and his resume and reputation were as beautiful as a textbook.
But compared to his aura, Jiang Yu was most impressed by his younger brother.
That year, the "July 7.19 Annihilation Case in South China City" was a sensation throughout the city. The murderer left no clues, and the media reported it extensively. The pressure to solve the case was increasing day by day.The male policeman looked through the glass window and saw that his father's frown had not been loosened for several days.
Until the tenth day after the incident - someone provided a breakthrough.
His father hadn't been home for ten days. He peeked outside the meeting room and saw his father open the door and rush out of the meeting room with several criminal policemen.
When I came back, I brought someone with me.
A young man in school uniform walked at the end of the line. He should have just finished school. The blue-gray school uniform was loosely worn on his body, and he had a face that often received love letters in school.
After he entered, the layout of the conference room changed.
The young man was invited to the main seat.
There are more than a dozen seats on the long table in the meeting room, and he sits at the furthest seat, but it happens to be facing the projection screen that has not been closed in time.
Photos of the scene of the extermination case were displayed on the screen one by one, and the fluorescence of the slides kept flickering and changing in the room.
Through the gap in the blinds, Jiang Yu saw the young man's fingers crossed and resting on the table. The two rows of criminal policemen sitting beside him were all dressed in uniforms, sharp and quiet, with silver badges on their shoulders. His high school suit School uniforms look out of place in a conference room.
Only later did he know that this young man was called Xie Lin.
He is the brother of the team captain.
——"Consultant is consultant, why is there a prefix?"
Jiang Yu's mind flashed the last time he saw the boy.
His father was rarely excited: "I don't agree—he's too dangerous! Have you read his psychological evaluation report—yes, I don't know what happened in the kidnapping case, I only know that there was Jiefeng before , Now that Xie Fengren is gone, no one can suppress him, can you control him by recruiting him? Who can control it?!"
Xie Lin didn't know that there was an "old friend" at the scene, and his attention at the moment was attracted by the thin piece of paper stuck to the paw of the silver-white highland cat.
He peeled off the half piece of thin paper, took a closer look, and found that it was a price sticker with a red frame on a white background.
"Is there really someone who can solve a crime at the age of 15?"
"Does this kind of person really exist, except for the Detective Conan cartoon-I still can't believe it."
After Ji Mingrui got off work, he drove directly to Chi Qing's house. The reason for going to Uncle Chi's house was mainly because Chi Qing's house was less than two kilometers away from Haimao Community. He lay down on the sofa as soon as he entered the door. Doubt about life.
Ji Mingrui turned himself over on the sofa, lying on his back.
Ji Mingrui continued to sigh: "It's outrageous, what was I doing when I was 15 years old!"
Chi Qing: "I'm buying height-increasing insoles, and begging me to copy your homework."
Ji Mingrui: "..."
Chi Qing continued: "Chasing after the girl in the next class, I cried for half an hour when I failed to catch up, and wanted to wipe my tears on my clothes, so after finally crying, I was beaten and cried again."
Ji Mingrui: "..."
Chi Qing: "Do you want me to continue to help you remember?"
Ji Mingrui woke up instantly: "No, thank you."
When Chi Qing spoke, he was cutting bread. The open kitchen was cold and uninspiring. There were not many pots and pans in his house, but there were many knives.
Ji Mingrui noticed that the light in the room was not good, so he got up and turned on the light: "What kind of night-vision animal are you, you are not afraid of cutting your hands if you are blind."
The originally dim light in the room suddenly brightened.
Chi Qing was startled by the light, and paused for a moment with the hand that was cutting bread with a knife.
The silvery blade shifted and pierced straight into the fingertips.
Chi Qing: "...Are you tired of working today?"
Ji Mingrui went to the medicine box while apologizing: "I was wrong."
However, he hadn't found the medicine box yet, and saw that Chi Qing didn't react at all to the blood coming out of his fingertips. He just put his fingertips to his lips very flatly, and the blood melted instantly on his lips.
Ji Mingrui wanted to say, "You really are the reincarnation of a vampire", but his eyes were inadvertently attracted by the knife in Chi Qing's hand.
It was a serrated knife with a slender tip and an arc-shaped blade. The sawtooth pattern resembled a row of sharp canine teeth, shining with a sharp-cold light.
——"The cut surface of the wound is not smooth, and there are traces of being pulled back and forth."
——"It should be a small serrated knife."
Chi Qing: "What are you looking at?"
Ji Mingrui stared straight at the knife in Chi Qing's hand: "When did you buy this knife and where did you buy it? Can you show me?"
Chi Qing didn't ask why, he turned the knife backwards, with the point of the knife facing himself, and handed him the handle of the knife.
It was precisely because of this action that he found that there was still a price tag on the handle of the knife that he hadn't had time to tear off. He tore off the tag casually and said, "About last week, by the side of the road."
The community where Chi Qing lives is not far from Haimao, and many large supporting facilities are shared by the region. Ji Mingrui took the knife and looked at it again and again: "Do you remember which store it is?"
Chi Qing: "Convenience groceries."
Ji Mingrui opened his mouth and said, "Sometimes I really admire your extraordinary memory..."
Chi Qing stuck the label he had just torn off on the back of his hand. Ji Mingrui looked down and saw the name of the grocery store "Bianmin" printed on the red frame on a white background: "..."
"jingle--"
The doorbell of an ordinary grocery store more than 500 meters away from "Hai Mao" rang.
Xie Lin took a look around the store. The storefront was small and the layout was very old from the inside to the outside. The furnishings were still the same as they were more than ten years ago. Even the outdated habit of putting price tags on products has continued to this day.
Within a two-kilometer radius, this is the only grocery store that labels products.
When you enter the grocery store, there is a snack area, and the price code on the package of potato chips: ¥6.
The name of the convenience store is printed on the rectangular label in letters with a blue background.
The kitchen utensils area was inside, and Xie Lin took a few bags of snacks and walked in. There were a variety of pots and pans inside.
There are several kinds of fruit knives on the second shelf.
Serrated knives are not as popular as fruit knives with smooth blades because they are less used, so they are placed at the bottom, and there are four left.
The owner of the grocery store is not there, and there is only a little boy at the front desk doing his homework on the counter. He seems to be very used to helping his parents look after the store. When he sees someone asking for the check, he puts down his pen and starts counting the price deftly.
One hand tapped on his homework: "Little friend, the third question is wrong."
The little boy glanced at the visitor.
Xie Lin picked up the pencil next to him and wrote down a series of very simple formulas on the draft paper. After finishing writing, he said, "Can you tell my brother, has anyone bought this kind of knife recently?"
Holding the snacks, the boy glanced at the serrated knife waiting to be paid, thought for a while, and said, "Yes."
"A very nice gloved brother."
The author has something to say:
Chi Qing:?
Xi Ti Suspect
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