Profiler 4: Criminal Investigation Team

Just when Jiao Yang was about to click on it, he came to the bureau.

After the meeting, Wang Ju asked Secretary Guo Zhen to send another case.Jiao Yang took it out and saw that it was the news that he received on his phone just now.

As soon as the meeting was over, Jiao Yang called Yu Xiaoguang and Hou Xiyong to go to Songjiang Town God's Temple where the case happened, but was stopped again.

The following various meetings, except for a little time for the lunch break, went directly to 5 pm.

Back at the office, Jiao Yang helplessly told Yu Xiaoguang to drive quickly.

Hou Xiyong came in and said, "Boss, let's get off work early today. This case has been happening for so long, so there is no rush. There is still time to investigate tomorrow."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Jiao Yang frowned and said, "The longer it is delayed, the more evidence will be drowned. Stop talking nonsense, kid, pack up your things and go with me!"

"Boss, I'm really not being lazy."

Hou Xiyong put his hands to his mouth mysteriously, and said softly, "I heard that that place is haunted at night, and ghosts often come out to find substitutes."

Jiao Yang sneered and said: "As far as your virtue is concerned, if there is a ghost, I would have arrested you and sent you to the tongue-pulling hell!"

"Hey boss, don't dare to say such nonsense!"

Hou Xiyong smiled and said, "Is it okay if I go!"

On the way, Jiao Yang read the file again.This case is indeed a bit weird.The deceased was an 18-year-old senior high school student in a key middle school.Half a month ago, he was found burned to death in this side hall of the Town God's Temple.

The little Taoist priest who found the deceased was so frightened that he immediately called the police.The nearby policemen went to investigate and found that the deceased was suffocated by smoke at around 2 o'clock in the morning.Died in a wooden tower with steep stairs, on these stairs of the wooden tower, no trace of other people was found except the deceased and the firefighters who came to put out the fire.

The police followed up with an investigation and found that the deceased was studying in a key middle school with excellent grades, but probably due to too much pressure, his grades have dropped significantly in the past one or two months, and the mock exams were not satisfactory, so he planned to close the case by committing suicide.

However, the parents, relatives and friends of the deceased firmly opposed this conclusion, insisting that the deceased still had the possibility of being escorted, and that he would never commit suicide.

But the police searched and checked, but they couldn't find any suspicious points or new clues. If it wasn't suicide, it could only be an accidental fire.But the family members refused to accept this result, so the Songjiang police had no choice but to hand over the case.

The three of them came to Songjiang, used navigation and asked passers-by, and finally found the small and inconspicuous Town God's Temple.

There were no tourists here, and I heard that a child died in an accident, and no one came here.

On the stone table next to the gate, there was a teenage Taoist lying on his stomach, dozing off with his whisk in his arms.

Hou Xiyong said with a smile: "Isn't this a temple? Why is the doorkeeper a Taoist priest?"

Jiao Yang said: "The Town God's Temple belongs to Zhengyi, and the people inside are naturally Taoists."

The little Taoist woke up when he heard the sound, and looked up at the three of them, neither like the old men and women around who usually came to burn incense, nor like tourists.

The little Taoist hurriedly wiped his mouth, came up to him and said, "Are the three here to offer incense?"

"No."

Hou Xiyong straightened his face and said: "We are black and white, we came to inspect the place, did you see it, this is our judge!"

The Temple of the City God belongs to the offices of King Yama in various places, and the God of the City God is equivalent to the God of Land in the underworld.This temple is already a bit gloomy, and the hall is not bright in broad daylight.What's more, now is the time when the sun is about to set, and the dark red light in the courtyard is similar to being stained with blood.

Hearing this, the little Taoist priest was so frightened that he became alert, opened his throat, and shouted loudly: "Master, Master, the ghost messenger you mentioned is finally here!"

There was a "bang" sound from the back room, followed by a messy "crackling" sound, and a group of black shadows pushed the door and rushed out, "Mingyi, you little bastard, what nonsense!"

Jiao Yang saw a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a Taoist crown crookedly and a Taoist robe slanted, and ran over wiping a piece of water stain on his chest with one hand, and twisted the ears of the little Taoist priest named Mingyi, "You just now Tell me who is here, tell me again!"

"I said ghost messengers are here, then, just them!"

Ming Yi pointed to Hou Xiyong and said, "He said that the two of them are black and white."

He stretched out his hand and pointed to Jiao Yang behind the two, "Say he is a judge."

The middle-aged Taoist priest, who was drowsy from drinking at 6 o'clock just now, looked at Jiao Yang and the three of them with wide eyes, and took out a spell, "Where are you evildoers?"

Jiao Yang frowned and said, "Master Daoist, my colleague was just joking with this little Daoist leader just now. We are the police, and we are here to investigate a case that happened here before."

The middle-aged Taoist seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "Oh, so it's the police. Let me tell you, why does this judge look nothing like Erlang!"

Hou Xiyong glanced at the Taoist priest, gave Yu Xiaoguang a thumbs up in the dark, and signaled him with his eyes, "See if you see him, he's flattering, that's a no-brainer!"

Jiao Yang then asked: "Master Taoist, what's your name?

The middle-aged Taoist hurriedly straightened his hat, adjusted his Taoist robe, and wiped the water stains on his chest with a charm, "The poor Taoist is pure and empty, if you have any questions from the officials, feel free to ask me. The poor Taoist knows everything Words, words are endless!"

Jiao Yang couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth for the word Guan Ye.He subconsciously glanced at the faint traces of cinnabar on Daoist Qingxu's chest, "Prince Daoist, you are being polite, we just want to know about the situation of that senior high school student before."

Daoist Qingxu coughed and said: "This is not a place to talk, please invite the three of you to the flower hall for tea first."

Daoist Qingxu led the way enthusiastically, but at the same time he did not forget to draw out his voice, and shouted at Mingyi: "Disciple, serve tea."

To go to the so-called flower hall, you have to pass through the main hall first.Jiao Yang raised his head subconsciously and glanced at the enshrined statue in the middle.

We all know the saying that Shencheng has always had one temple and three city gods.However, it is not Huo Guang and others who enshrine in the middle, but a young man who looks like a scholar.

Jiao Yang said casually: "The city god we enshrine here seems to be different from the one in Shencheng."

"Yes."

Daoist Qingxu proudly said: "This is Zheng Zhuangyuan, the local city god of Songjiang, who is in charge of his own business with Huo Guang and the other city gods."

Hou Xiyong laughed and said, "Is it so finely divided? Just take care of a place like Songjiang, so this territory is quite small!"

"You don't know the truth, let Xiaodao explain it for you."

Mingyi was holding a tea tray, and suddenly squeezed over and said: "It means that in the early years of the dynasty, there was a Zheng Zhuangyuan here, a native of Huating, who was young and weak. Not long after he won the championship, he caught up with the Jingnan battle. The number one scholar saw the chaos in the world, and couldn't bear to see the royal family fratricide, so he resigned and went into seclusion.

Later it was Emperor Yong Le who won the country and wholeheartedly recruited talents, so he ordered Zheng Zhuangyuan to serve in the capital.Zheng Zhuangyuan thought that Emperor Yongle's murder of his nephew to seize the throne was unfair, so he was unwilling to serve him.But the emperor was tyrannical. If he didn't accept the order, the whole family would be killed.Zheng Zhuangyuan had no choice but to pack his bags and follow the official messenger on the road.

It is said that when Zheng Zhuangyuan walked to the ground of our Songjiang River, he heard from the people along the way that Emperor Yongle punished and killed the elders and families and other tyrannical regimes, so he made up his mind that he would never serve Emperor Yongle even if he risked his life.But he was afraid of hurting his family and relatives, so he pretended that when he was sleeping at night, he accidentally knocked down the oil lamp and set fire to himself.The officials who escorted him felt his loyalty, so they took pains to cover him up.

Emperor Yong Le sighed after hearing this: It's a pity that such a talented person, since he can't be used by me in life, he must guard our land even in death!The emperor personally appointed Zheng Zhuangyuan as the local city god to protect the peace of the place. "

After Ming Yi finished speaking, he looked at Daoist Qingxu, begging for praise.

"Well said."

Daoist Qingxu suddenly lowered his voice, covered his mouth with his hands, and said mysteriously: "The student who came that day was also a very talented student, and he died in Zheng Zhuangyuan's side room, and the way of death was the same as his. The old man is exactly the same, but it happens that his surname is also Zheng. Guest officials, do you think this is a coincidence? That's why all the people here say that this is Zheng Zhuangyuan who came to find a substitute!"

For a moment, both Hou Xiyong and Yu Xiaoguang felt the wind blowing and their backs felt cold.

But Jiao Yang asked seriously: "So the place where the fire started is the legendary ancient site?"

"Could it be wrong?"

Daoist Qingxu said triumphantly: "Since my ancestor, I have been doing temple blessings in this Town God's Temple, so I naturally know everything about it!"

Jiao Yang nodded and said: "It's just right, there is no rush to drink tea. Daoist, please take the three of us to that place first."

"That's good, thank you for your hard work, and come to investigate the case at night."

Daoist Qingxu led the three of them to the place where the incident happened.

But from the appearance, the place where the accident happened was not a wing room, but a four-story wooden tower.

Taoist Master Qingxu took the initiative to introduce: "In order to commemorate Zheng Zhuangyuan's strength of character, later generations flipped the cover many times, and slowly built this ordinary wing room into a four-story pagoda. This is also a very famous scenic spot on our side. ——Zhuangyuan Pagoda. Before and after the exam, students often come here to burn incense and fulfill their vows."

Because the case has not been closed, the pagoda here has not been repaired. Of course, it may be because there is no money to repair it. After all, this is not such a famous scenic spot.Fortunately, the previous fire did not have much effect on the appearance of the pagoda.

Jiao Yang walked around the pagoda, and saw that there were two front and back doors, both of which were locked tightly with iron locks.

Jiao Yang recalled the description on the file, and suddenly asked: "I heard that when the case happened, the front and rear doors of the pagoda were also locked?"

"Seems to be."

Daoist Qingxu pulled Mingyi over and said: "I'm not afraid that some of you will laugh at me, I was drunk that day, I don't remember very well, I'd better let my apprentice tell the story."

Ming Yi scratched his head and said, "Maybe. I fell asleep that night, and I got up when I heard everyone shouting for firefighters. A student told me to call the police immediately. I ran back to the dormitory to find my cell phone to call the police." Phone, after I called 110 and 119 and ran back, the front and rear doors were opened. I heard that it was broken open by some other students who came that day, but I didn’t see it with my own eyes.”

"It's locked."

At this time, a middle-aged man in his 50s and [-]s came over from the yard, "Those kids didn't open the door after hacking twice with an axe. I opened the door with the key."

Jiao Yang nodded at this person, and asked Qingxu, "Who is this?"