God of unknown origin, please don't ask [criminal investigation]

Wen Xichun: "I'm not going, it's just a supper, you can eat it or not."

After turning off the light, Wen Xichun pushed open the door and walked straight out, not even giving a single glance to Yao Jingrong.

But when I walked halfway, the scene where Songyue girl Gao Yao Jingrong pushed them up and died in the sea of ​​insects suddenly appeared in my mind. I felt weird, knowing that this person was not for me. It's not pleasing, but? There was still something pierced in the chest, and it hurt like a whoosh.

He slowed down his pace and looked back quietly.

Yao Jingrong also followed closely behind, with no expression on his face.

Are you angry?Speaking of which, I have experienced a lot, big and small, but I have never seen what he looks like when he is angry.

Wen Xichun pretended to clear his throat, opened his mouth in an obscure tone:

"Although I really don't want to go, but? I never make trouble with my stomach."

He didn't express it directly, but what he said was giving the other party a step down.

Yao Jingrong raised his eyes, and bloodshot eyes stretched out around Bai?'s eyeballs.

He looked really tired, his eyes couldn't open very big, he just gave a faint smile wearily: "Thank you for your face."

Wen Xichun lowered his head secretly, a little embarrassed by his words.

"The airs are bigger than Deputy Bureau Yu. Last time he came to my house, he was not as difficult to serve as you." Yao Jingrong patched.

Wen Xichun suggested that he be sent back to kindergarten to re-learn Chinese.

The two of them remained silent all the way, and Wen Xichun walked extremely fast, as if participating in a walking race, leaving Yao Jingrong far behind within two steps.

Although Wen Xichun felt that the atmosphere was weird and awkward, but? He was never the one who took the initiative to break the silence, but Yao Jingrong couldn't hold his breath first, and took two steps with long legs to catch up:

"Actually, think about it carefully, I shouldn't have asked you that question that day."

Wen Xichun squinted at him: "You've asked a lot, don't you know? I don't know what you said."

"Just? I'm asking you, if it is said that those who entered Songyue are all guilty, then what are your charges?" Yao Jingrong smiled, and the evening breeze lifted the hair on his forehead, "Some things, I don't know? Rather happier."

"No need? Blame yourself, I didn't intend to talk to you at all."

Although when asked about this topic, the younger sister always pops up in his mind, but Wen Xichun thinks that he is still a normal person, and he can't be so mad that he can do bad things to his younger sister.

Speaking of the girl Wen Xiyuan, I don’t know how she is doing in the real world. It’s time for her to graduate from university and find a job?But with her ability and knowledge, there must be many big companies competing to hire her.

After following Yao Jingrong for more than ten minutes, the two stopped outside a large flat apartment.

Looking at the simple but not simple Daping layer, which symbolizes the status of a local tyrant, Wen Xichun has deep doubts.

In a big city like Huiyuan, where every inch of land is very expensive, can you afford high-end apartments? No matter what the apartment building, the family has to take advantage of tens of millions. How did Yao Jingrong do it, with his monthly salary of 7000 yuan? ?

Seeing that Wen Xichun was in a daze, Yao Jingrong also made a wild guess about what was going on in his mind.

"This house was bought by my family. With my death of 7000 yuan? The salary may take 100 years, and then I will borrow another 500 years from the sky."

Wen Xichun didn't speak.

I just thought of my mother who went to work during the day and set up a stall selling clothes outside at night to support myself and my sister.

Taking the elevator up slowly, Wen Xichun leaned in the corner as far away as possible from the second generation ancestor.

"What are you doing standing so far away?" Yao Jingrong looked at the digital display board, not knowing when to sneak a look here.

"Like the corner and feel safe."

Yao Jingrong smiled and said nothing.

The elevator door opened, and the two walked out one after the other.

Fingerprint unlocking, with a "beep" sound, the double-open high-end security door is unlocked.

The room was bigger than Wen Xichun had imagined. Although the decoration was unique, there was no furniture, so it seemed even more empty. When the door was closed, an echo sounded.

"I live alone, I don't bother to bother, just sit down." Yao Jingrong pointed to a solitary leather sofa in the center of the hall.

Wen Xichun was a little cautious, he was stunned for a while before slowly nestling into the sofa.

"What do you want to eat?" Yao Jingrong walked into the kitchen and took off the apron hanging beside him.

This apron is really ridiculous, not to mention the pink pleated lace, and the words "good lady" printed on the chest.

"Whatever." As he spoke, Wen Xichun's gaze had already fallen on "good wife".

Yao Jingrong had been busy in the kitchen for a long time, and the movement was like demolishing a house, which made Wen Xichun wonder if someone's Erha had gone to the kitchen.

After a while, the aroma came out through the crack of the door.

Three dishes and one soup, two meat and one vegetable, rice mixed with rice. Although Wen Xichun doesn't know much about nutrition, it can be seen that the combination of meat and vegetables is nutritionally balanced.

The chopsticks were handed over: "Try it, I don't know? Does it suit your appetite?"

Wen Xichun sat at the table, looking at the delicacies on the plate, unconsciously the glutton was hooked out.

He picked up a piece of braised pork with his chopsticks——

"good to eat."

The piece of meat melted in his mouth, soft and rotten and sweet, so much so that he forgot that the annoying spirit was opposite him, and he couldn't help but express his sincere admiration.

"It's really not easy to hear you praise me once." Yao Jingrong smiled and picked up the braised pork that he made and tasted it. "Hmm~ It really is a chef level."

A plate of braised pork and a plate of stir-fried vegetarian vegetables were almost bottomed out, but the boiled shrimp next to it remained motionless.

"Don't you like shrimp?"

Wen Xichun shook his head: "Trouble."

In fact, it's because of clumsy hands, you will be stabbed when you peel the shrimp.

Yao Jingrong put down his chopsticks and went into the kitchen, and took a pair of disposable gloves after a while.

He picked the biggest one, and with skillful movements, he peeled off the meat, picked out the shrimp thread and threw it into Wen Xichun's bowl: "Then I'll be in charge of peeling, and you'll be in charge of eating, okay?"

Wen Xichun was startled and looked up.

"You are very strange. Under normal circumstances, you should stab me with the head of a shrimp, right?" Wen Xichun looked at him vigilantly, "If you have something to ask me, let's say yes first, I have no money."

Yao Jingrong laughed "puchi": "Forget it, the beggars on the street are richer than you, who can I borrow money from, so I can't find you?"

Wen Xichun looked at that plump prawn, still hesitating.

"We are all colleagues, and we can be regarded as comrades-in-arms who have experienced life and death together. It is difficult to find such a confidant in this lifetime, isn't it, so I want to cherish you well. This answer is reasonable."

"I agree with you before, but if you know your friends, you can avoid it. We are not on the same path." Wen Xichun bit into the shrimp meat.

Shrimp meat is sweet and refreshing.

Wen Xichun put down his chopsticks: "Thank you for the hospitality, I'm full."

"Go wash up and go to bed early." Yao Jingrong picked up the bowls and chopsticks, got up and walked to the kitchen.

It's just that after he came out after washing the dishes, Wen Xichun had long disappeared in the empty hall. There was only a banknote of fifty cents and a small note on the table full of leftovers. Written in Junxiu's fine print:

"You are so shy in your pocket, you count the meal money, and I will pay you back on payday. Thank you for the hospitality."

The small note floated down from between his fingers and landed on the ground.

****

At six o'clock in the morning, while Wen Xichun was still asleep, Section Chief Xu called and informed? He hurried to the police station for a meeting.

From Section Chief Xu's tone, it seems that the situation is very urgent.

After dragging his tired body out of bed to wash, he rushed to the police station and found that not only the criminal investigation department, but almost all police officers gathered here, bustling in this crowded conference room.

"Captain Wen, have you heard that Lian Qinian's parents are planning to sue the Public Security Bureau and our Criminal Investigation Bureau." Huang Jiu pulled Wen Xichun and said anxiously.

"Let's sue, the court can still make a judgment." Wen Xichun felt that this was unreasonable trouble at all, and the police couldn't keep an eye on them 24 hours a day. Besides, even solving the case would take time. Everyone already I worked overtime day and night, desperately trying to get a monthly salary of 4000 yuan.

"Stop making sarcastic remarks, and report any clues as soon as possible!" Section Chief Xu slapped the table, his eyes widened. The Internet sprayed us into a sieve, and within a week, only a week, if you can’t solve the case, you’ll just wait to take the blame and resign.”

Yun Muyao twirled the pen, his brows looking thoughtful.

"Section Chief Xu, I have a suggestion. Now the various departments are responsible for many and complicated cases, and all parties are under pressure. If they are carried out at the same time, it will only consume the energy of the police officers, and it will get half the result with twice the effort. Why not just let me do it?" Set up a special case team with a few team members and the first team of the Criminal Investigation Division to take charge of this matter."

Section Chief Xu thought about it for a while, and seemed to think it was feasible, and hurriedly said: "In that case, Wen Xichun, you bring Huang Jiu and the rest of the generals to cooperate with the Criminal Investigation Section to take charge of Zheng Chengxuan's case. The case of the husband and wife will be handled by the serious case The group takes over."

"Section Chief Xu, I don't think this is appropriate." Just as everyone agreed, a cold voice sounded from the opposite side.

Yao Jingrong was leaning on the backrest, pressing the ballpoint pen boredly in his hand, with a half-smile on his face: "So our forensic department is waiting to eat ready-made ones?"

Section Chief Xu secretly wiped off his cold sweat, and put on a fake smile: "Section Chief Yao, I didn't mean that. You naturally have your work to do, but the division of labor is like this now."

Yao Jingrong raised his eyes and glanced at Yun Muyao who was opposite, the meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth never faded:

"I mean, if you go to the front, take me with you."

Wen Xichun felt that this person was really nosy, as was the case in Chongmen Village before. Originally, the investigation of the scene was entrusted to the Criminal Investigation Division, but? The case was solved, but the face of all members of the criminal investigation department was swept away by him.

But these are not important now, who cares about ghosts and monsters? Solving the case quickly is the kingly way.

Section Chief Xu thought about it for a long time, and finally stumbled and said: "Then, Section Chief Yao decides? Okay."

A group of people drove to the Ellen Hotel. The first task now is to find out what scene was recorded in the surveillance of the lost day, or who was photographed.

Just entered the hotel lobby, before approaching, there was a quarrel? It came from the front desk.

"How many times have I told you that no matter who comes, you must register. Now there are mixed people at the end of the year. Do you know who is mixed in?" A hostile front desk lady A was yelling dissatisfiedly.

"He didn't want to open a room. Isn't it strange that I went to someone to register? I said you don't have to overdo it." Another front desk B replied dissatisfied.

"Can you do your job so casually? Are you responsible for something?"

"You should think about yourself first. Last time you registered with the mistress who was chasing the boss. You really don't want to do it anymore? I don't think you will leave obediently this month."

Although I was embarrassed, Wen Xichun went to interrupt them: "Sorry, police, I have something to ask you."

Seeing the police rebellion, the two front desk ladies immediately died down.

"The hotel had a power outage on the NO.13 day of this month, right?"

Front desk A opened the notebook and nodded affirmatively: "The whole district was powered off for maintenance that day."

"Doesn't your hotel have an emergency generator?"

"Yes, if there is no emergency power generation, wouldn't the guests have to climb up to the 30th floor?"

Wen Xichun nodded, and continued: "The surveillance was gone that day, or the surveillance cameras were not turned on, do you know why? What?"

Front desk A smiled sheepishly: "Because? The emergency generator consumes a lot of power, and the voltage is unstable. We can only stop the monitoring and the elevators on the lower floors to ensure the voltage is stable."

Wasn't it intentional? It just happened to be an accident.

Wen Xichun pointed to the top: "We are going to the rooftop to do a second site survey now, do we need to register?"

"No? No? What's the use of the police? They have to register." Front desk B hurriedly replied.

It's just that the front desk A on the side didn't pay attention to his colleagues, and turned on the computer by himself: "Yes, please show your ID card and corresponding search warrant."

Front desk B rolled his eyes.

Unlike the day of the incident, the expired food on the rooftop has been cleaned up, leaving only a coffin of huanghuali alone sad in the cold wind.

"What's the result of the comparison of fingerprints and footprints at the scene?" Wen Xichun asked.

"Most of the comparisons came out. They were all hotel employees and maintenance personnel. There were only three groups left. There were no records in the fingerprint database. There should be no criminal records before."

"Who was on the rooftop on the day of the incident?"

"There are chefs from the hotel, two receptionists, and a circuit repairer, but it is unlikely that they will transfer the corpse. The coffin board is so heavy that five or six people can push it away together. I don't think these people There's so much strength."

Wen Xichun thinks so too.

It’s just that he doesn’t understand? Even if Zheng Chengxuan took the poison voluntarily, let’s not talk about the reason, why did he lie in the coffin, who pushed the coffin board for him, and who moved his body to the What is the purpose of the water tank?

"By the way, Chief Yun, don't you specialize in folklore research? Look, Zheng Chengxuan is dead? Is this series of weird movements before a ritual?" Xiao Liu handed over the phone.

Yun Muyao looked at Zheng Chengxuan's strange kneeling ceremony on the screen, thought for a long time, and shook his head:

"I don't know? I don't know if I should say that this is out of my understanding or that it's meaningless to say kneeling and worshiping at all. I think that if he committed suicide by taking poison, the most likely way to kneel down is to kneel down to his parents." Apologize."

"Sure?"

After pondering for a moment, Yun Muyao shook his head again: "I'm not sure, I know that putting coffins on the roof means getting rich by seeing the coffins, but I haven't heard that there are other things besides the location and direction of the coffins." What kind of ceremony, and don’t you find it strange, how did Zheng Chengxuan know? There is a coffin on the top of the building.”

Even if Zheng Chengxuan wanted to commit suicide, even if he had the ability to push away the coffin board that was as heavy as marble, how would he know that there was a coffin here.

"And another point, there is a corpse in the coffin, how did the person who transferred the corpse know? It can only be said that this case is not a personal act. It must be a decision after many discussions, and the most important thing is , the person who moved the body was an insider, but not someone who participated in the discussion."

Wen Xichun nodded thoughtfully: "The most coincidental thing is that during the period when Su Ran and Lian Qinian were staying in the hotel, the corpse was transferred to the water tank and was discovered. Su Ran found out."

To sum up, the person who transferred the body may have deliberately wanted Su Ran to find out, even if she wasn't the first to find out, as long as she lived in the hotel, she would be sure that she could see the body of her ex-lover.

Who has such great hostility towards Su Ran?

The three characters "Wu Huanyu" flashed in my mind.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-05-2623:41:47~2021-05-2800:43:17期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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