I come from the abyss

Chajing Street, Dongcheng Old District, Liulian Nine Alleys.

At about [-] o'clock in the morning, the street construction machinery blared on time, sounding deafeningly like exploding firecrackers next to a pillow. Residents on the lower floors were swearing and swearing in their sleep but would not get up.

The office workers who are in a hurry get up at dawn, and they will just go downstairs, pass by the construction team, glance at it, and avoid it carefully.

At the entrance of the alley, an old man who had finished his morning exercise came over with his soy milk and fried dough sticks, stopped and looked at it for a while before entering the building.

The foreman fastened the buttons of his helmet, took off one side of the industrial mask, and directed to the people next to him: "Pump the water first, then fill the well!"

They run underground cables, but a decades-old well at the end of the Ninth Alley blocks the road. The planning and discussion is to fill in the old well that has long been unused.

The members of the construction team carried the water pump and put the thick and long pipe into the well. When the plug was inserted into the socket, there was a "rumbling" sound, followed by the sound of the well water being pumped up.

After less than 1 minute of pumping, there was a sudden 'clicking' sound, and the pump was shaking like convulsions. It was obvious that something under the well was stuck in the pumping pipe.

"The old well has been sealed for five or six years." The construction team said, "It is estimated that there is a lot of garbage accumulated."

Foreman: "Bring an iron hook and scoop up the rubbish. Hurry up, the well must be filled before 8 o'clock!"

At this time, a young guy came over with a three-meter-long fishing rod tied with an iron hook on his back, and lay down on the narrow mouth of the well to look down.

The well was dark and bottomless, and the cold air was accompanied by a disgusting stench.

The young guy almost vomited. He covered his mouth and nose wearing a mask, put the fishing rod into the water and made circles. After two circles, he found the right position and lifted it hard when he encountered resistance.

Weighing and weighing, thinking about picking up a heavy piece of garbage.

I picked it up quickly, and a black ball could be seen about two meters from the wellhead. The guy guessed it was a leather ball covered with black algae, which became heavy after entering the water.

"What did you pick up?" A worker in the distance raised his voice and asked.

"Ball!"

The boy answered forcefully, stretched out his arm, grabbed the black algae stuck to the surface of the ball, and slid it up. He was eye-to-eye and face-to-face with a pale, swollen face that was beyond recognition. Dropped on the tip of the nose.

"Ahhhhh-!!"

The howling sound was as miserable as a chicken killing scene, and all the sleeping and waking people within a radius of 20 meters were frightened, and then they beat their pillows with chopping boards and cursed: Fuck!

Next to the old well in Nine Alleys, after the screams, there was only noisy mechanical noise. No one spoke, as if they had stopped breathing. The atmosphere showed polarized calm and tension, which was weird and explosive.

The foreman thought there was a bloody accident, so he grabbed his heart, walked quickly with his legs, bypassed the large stone crusher and said quickly and skillfully: "How is the injury? Is there any bleeding? Can you still move? Quickly judge whether it is necessary or not. Need to call for help—"

The loud voice stopped abruptly, but a human head grew out of nowhere on the concrete floor beside the old well.

Wet hair like weeds, pale and swollen facial features, big protruding eyes, soft and fat white maggots crawling around the facial features and the top of the head, as if celebrating a carnival in a paradise, enjoying a sumptuous dinner.

Dafu Street, Dongcheng Old District, Chunbulao Community.

Early morning on weekdays.

When the green light is on, the tires of the car are driven, and the long queues lined up and down are staggered with each other, neat and orderly like sardines in shallow seas.

Pedestrians on the sidewalks on both sides hurried, passing small convenience stores and breakfast shops before stopping. The process of taking breakfast and paying was smooth and fast, never exceeding three seconds.

'double kill~~'

Office workers gathered at the bus station and waited in three circles. When they heard the familiar game prompt, they subconsciously glanced back, chewed whole wheat bread and muttered in their hearts: how leisurely and envious.

But I saw a few plastic mats at the entrance of a small convenience store three meters away from the long queue. Four or five elementary school students surrounded the middle, one big and one small, and two people, staring at the screen, with expressions more dignified than holding a parent-teacher meeting with a score of 10 on the test.

Surrounded by them, one big and one small are competing for the title of "No. [-] brother in the community" by winning or losing games.

The youngest is a primary school student, overnourished and overweight, but he has been the leader of a group of children in the community for more than two years, which is considered seniority.

The older one is a young man, sitting on a short plastic saddle. He is slender and the space is cramped. He has to curl up his long legs, bow his back and bow his head. Just looking at this posture makes him feel tired.

He was wearing a dark green overalls and padded jacket, the neckline was not too tight, and a thin white shirt could be vaguely seen underneath. He was wearing navy blue trousers and military boots of the same color.

Fingers flexibly manipulated the character snakeskin to move around to harvest heads. After hearing the beep, Li Zan took his time and destroyed the enemy's defense tower.

'victory! '

Victory!

"I would like to bet and admit defeat." The former "No. [-] brother in the community" Xiao Pangdun got up with his schoolbag on his back, beat his chest with his fist, and said with a bit of gangster air: "Brother, protect the younger brothers more from now on."

The former boss took the lead, and the younger ones didn't have time to get frustrated. They punched their right fists and beat their left chest in unison. The standard was uniform and proficient: "Brother, we rely on you!"

"Go to class." Li Zan put his phone in his trouser pocket with two fingers, stretched out his long curled legs, straightened his back and raised his head, cursing lazily: "You failed the midterm exam, Dad, I will cut you."

Fat Dun: "Big brother, dad for life. Man Jianghong is not the bottom of our muddy feet. You will see us win the grand slam."

Several little ghosts sang in unison: "Oh~~Daddy."

Li Zan raised two fingers and pointed in the direction of the elementary school, as if throwing a frisbee and ordering the dog to pick it up: "Go."

Fat Dun led the younger brothers to bow, returned the mobile phone to the owner of the small convenience store, and solemnly stated that he would not rent a mobile phone until he won the Grand Slam.

Then they ran briskly to school.

Li Zan got up, took the yogurt and bread, went to the counter to pay, looked down at the white paper pasted on the glass counter and read in black: "Rent a second-hand mobile phone to play games, 10 yuan an hour. Boss, Internet cafes are short of talents like you." .”

The boss was lowering his head and was addicted to the game. Hearing this, he raised his head and looked at Li Zan, who was his least favorite pretty boy.Immediately ignored and did not reply, he scanned the QR code and said, "7 yuan."

Li Zan didn't use his mobile phone to pay, but found change from his pocket, a five-yuan note and two one-yuan coins, threw them in front of the boss and continued: "It's not kind, doesn't this lure the flower bones of the motherland to degenerate? "

The boss skillfully took out the watermelon knife and slapped it on the table: "Two thousand for one knife, plus disability or fatal injuries. WeChat and Alipay transfers are supported."

tough enough.

No wonder the parents in the community returned home one by one, because they had met with trouble.

Li Zan picked up the handle of the knife and played with the beautiful knife flower in his hand. He bent his left index finger and flicked the tip of the knife, causing the blade to hum.

"The knife is fine."

Li Zan praised him, and then threw the watermelon knife back. There was a loud bang, and the tip of the knife pointed at the boss's chest. If the boss who was "not afraid of death" shrank back in fright, he might have been hit by the knife.

"Don't hide, one knife is two thousand."

'welcome. '

The customers who had just stepped into the store saw this, quickly waved their hands as a sign of surrender, and ran away without saying a word.

The boss looked ugly, and handed Li Zan a pack of Ruan Zhonghua worth hundreds of dollars, and said in a low voice, "Brother, I see that you are good at playing knives, right? Give me some face, it's not easy for everyone to make a living."

Li Zan's half-smile is not a smile, he has clear eyebrows, handsome facial features, and a refreshing youthful air when he is quiet, but most of the time he is a decent hooligan.

"Tobacco and alcohol are two-thirds of the goods on the left side." Li Zan pressed his finger against the soft Zhonghua and pushed it back. The boss just pulled it out from the left side. "The spray code on the cap of the Moutai wine bottle on the left, the batch with serial number 06—"

"The market has been out of stock for a long time. The resources of 53-degree Pu Mao are in short supply. It is not easy for you to get these dozens of bottles. The spray code is exactly the same as the batch of Maotai that was investigated two days ago. People can even detect the anti-counterfeiting chip on the bottle cap. Sweep it out."

It takes five years to produce 53-degree Pumao. It happened that five years ago, due to macroeconomic problems, the production of Pumao was sluggish, which indirectly affected the resources of Pumao on the market this year.

Not even a bottle of 53-degree Pu Mao can be found at the counter, and there are more than ten bottles in a small convenience store, which is very unusual in itself.

What's more, Maotai's spray codes are unique, but Li Zan remembers that the batch of Pumao codes confiscated in the bureau two days ago overlaps with the Pumao in convenience stores.

"Tobacco..." The words rolled in his tongue, and Li Zan let out a short smile: "The problem is even bigger."

Damn it, sliver!

The boss hurriedly got up and apologized, and took out a piece of soft China worth thousands of dollars from the right and handed it over: "Small business, please save me some kindness to help you survive. I sell it, and it was shipped from Moutai Town, Kweichow Province. It tastes the same and is harmless. The price is also halved, so you can earn a cost price..."

"Selling fakes and paying bribes, I want to get into trouble." Li Zan stared at him coldly, his black eyeballs were cold and cold, and his aura was very bluffing.

The boss got tired immediately.

knock knock.

Li Zan tapped on the black and white paper of "rental mobile phone" under the counter: "Take it, don't harm the fat flowers of the motherland."

"Row!"

"Sell less fake cigarettes and alcohol."

"Don't dare."

Li Zan took the bread and yogurt away, gave a few warnings and left.

On the way, after two or three bites of bread, I ate a yogurt straw in my pocket and walked slowly like a retired old man looking for youth on the street. I passed two traffic lights, walked on the tree-lined avenue, and leisurely wandered into the door of the office of the Criminal Investigation Brigade of the Dongcheng District Public Security Bureau.

Outdated painted doors, old-fashioned clean floor tiles, office desks and chairs that have not been replaced in more than ten years, and dusty glass cabinets that store a lot of discarded materials, and even the air conditioner is a window type that has long been eliminated from the market.

Built unpretentious, equipped with 'old, weak and disabled' professional criminal investigation team.

The Criminal Investigation Brigade of the Dongcheng Sub-bureau of Yuejiang City, a county-level public security sub-bureau known as the 'elderly care' department, is poor and silent.

"The weather is so nice." Li Zan unscrewed the door of his office. After everyone stepped in, he leaned back vigorously and said to the person behind the lush green radish, "Wang Dangdang, I will move the materials in the glass cabinet out to bask in the sun later." .”

Wang Dangdang, male, 24 years old, is a technical geek.

After a long time, Wang Dangdang replied slowly from behind Luluo: "Okay."

boom--!

In the cold winter, a beautiful policewoman kicked open the half-closed door, sweating profusely, took off her hat and fanned the wind and shouted loudly: "Captain Li, Director Tong is looking for you."

Li Zan came out holding a wireless radio, and glanced at Chen Jie: "Going to fight pornography again?"

Chen Jie showed a foolish smile: "Hey, just be idle."

The Pension Branch is not a name given out indiscriminately. It refers to their team who are idle all year round and wait for retirement.

Chen Jie, female, 26 years old, used to be in the anti-pornography team. Half a year ago, a big mistake made the leader transfer to the criminal investigation team.

She has a strong sense of professionalism, and she often goes to the pornographic team to help out when she has nothing to do in the team.

"Ms. Chen Jie, please cherish the next 10 minutes of free time, because you will enter the 807 working mode." Li Zan put the wireless radio into Chen Jie's hand, and said at the same time: "Old Zeng is back, tell him .”

Chen Jie watched Li Zan's handsome back walking with wind, and pressed the switch button of the wireless radio in puzzlement: "Wang Dangdang, what is the 807 working system?"

Sand, rustle.

Wang Dangdang: "Seven days a week, go to work at 7 o'clock and leave work at 8 o'clock."

Chen Jie covered her stinging heart: "...Killing people and punishing them, Captain Li is good at irony, and has reached the pinnacle of perfection."

...Sand, rustle...

"Morning news in Yuejiang City: According to reports, between 7:8 and [-]:[-] in the morning, a citizen found a broken body in an old well in Chengzhong Village, Chajing Street, Dongcheng Old District..."

The corpse dismemberment case occurred in Chajing Street in the old district of Dongcheng. Isn't that the job of the Criminal Investigation Team of their sub-bureau?

Wang Dangdang raised his head, while Chen Jie looked serious.

At this time, a big old and dark hand took away the wireless radio from Chen Jie's hand, and turned off the button'... According to the usual practice, the case will be transferred to the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Xinzhou Public Security Bureau—chuck! '

Chen Jie turned to face the visitor: "Captain Zeng."

Zeng Qimin, male, 38 years old, deputy team member of the Criminal Investigation Brigade of Dongcheng District Public Security Bureau, was injured in a major gunfire three years ago.

"Ju Tong asked Team Li to go there, and Team Li asked me to tell you—"

"I know, get ready and leave for the murder scene in 10 minutes." Old Zeng raised his hand to interrupt her, and put the wireless radio on the table.

"Ah?" Chen Jie was stunned, and then asked: "Shall we take it?"

The configuration of the sub-bureau is too poor, and almost every criminal policeman who is transferred has "problems", either heroes like Lao Zeng are here to retire, or Chen Jie and Wang Dangdang are "exiled" because of mistakes or poor assessment of.

As for Li Zan, he was an accident, his whole being was an accident.

Anyway, in the "old, weak and disabled" nursing home, every case that happened was transferred by Bureau Tong to the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the City Bureau, without exception in the past three years.

Lao Zeng replied: "Of course we will."

Chen Jie took the palm: "My darling, could it be that the city bureau detachment finally couldn't stand our shameless behavior of eating public food, not producing milk, and eating vegetarian meals in the corpses, and quit the pickpocket, so Team Li and Bureau Tong had to bite the bullet and take over?"

Lao Zeng: "Imagination is rich."

Wang Dangdang pushed aside the corner of Lu Luo, and said in a flat tone: "This is a murder case, and Captain Li will take care of it."

He said this as if there had never been a murder case before—Chen Jie shrugged, lowered her head to check the safety catch and the ammunition of the gun, and put on the gun after making sure there was no problem.

Tong Ju is the head of the Dongcheng Sub-bureau. He was very brave when he was young, and he began to cultivate his health when he was about to retire. Even the tea was changed from bitter and astringent Kudingcha to antihypertensive tea for the elderly.

It's a pity that after three or four years of self-cultivation, I still failed this morning.

It's not scary to encounter criminal cases, and it's not scary to encounter criminal cases with extremely bad nature of killing and dismembering corpses. What's scary is that you still have a subordinate who can always pick up accidents!

Tong Ju couldn't hold back and drank the third cup of antihypertensive tea this morning. After drinking it, he smashed his mouth and said after a long pause, "Li Zan, can you guarantee this?"

"I can!" Li Zan replied confidently, but his attitude was a little laid-back and not serious. "Uncle Tong, you know I won't say things I'm not sure about."

Tong Ju raised his head and looked directly at Li Zan, who did not dodge or dodge, magnanimous and clear.

"Okay! I'm honorably retiring, and the two of us will have a drink then."

With a 'bang' sound, the porcelain cup hit the table heavily, and Tong Ju said, "If I don't keep it for the evening, I'll make you a side dish."

Li Zan smiled: "You wait."

"Let me explain to the city bureau, try not to stop you from taking action. The police force of the sub-bureau is fully cooperating, but our sub-bureau has always had the worst resources..."

"enough."

Tong Ju watched Li Zan leave, picked up the teacup and drank today's fourth cup of antihypertensive tea, lamenting that it is good to be young, and to get back up after a fall can still be full of vigor.

The old district of Dongcheng is close to the city center, with convenient transportation, prosperity and development, and there are many villages in the city. Buildings to be renovated or illegally built are scattered and uneven, occupying the open space that can be seen by the naked eye.

The road is paved flat, slightly narrow, with a large flow of people and vehicles, difficult access, and many surveillance cameras.

A flashing blue and red police car 'beep beep' drifted into the cramped parking space with a coquettish posture, which immediately attracted the amazement of the audience.

Li Zan pushed the car door and found that the left and right sides were blocked and there was no way to go. He looked up at Chen Jie in the driver's seat.

Chen Jie sneered: "Missed for a while. You and Captain Zeng are seated, and I will drive out."

"Need not."

Li Zan stepped on the roof of the car to pass through the crowd, pulled off the yellow warning tape, and skillfully held up his ID to show to the police officer who stopped him: "The captain of the criminal police of Dongcheng District Branch."

After finishing speaking quickly, he took the gloves and shoe covers and put them on quickly, and then came to the scene of the crime.

At this time, the broken corpses in the old well have been salvaged, and they are placed in the white dust bag next to them.

The first thing that caught the eye was a mutilated hip bone, attached to a hypertrophied uterus and intestines, followed by two thighs and arms, calves, internal organs and head in another dust bag.

Li Zan put on a mask and knelt down to examine the dismembered body parts. In front of him was a swollen and decayed arm with a blurred sun pentagram tattoo on the inside of the wrist.

Looking up, he was facing a rotten and maggot-filled head, his facial features were unrecognizable, and he was wearing a cheap ten-yuan store ear bead in his left ear.The right ear is not worn, so it should be lost.

"According to the proportion of the body parts, the cutting surface of the limbs and the number of organs, it can be inferred that there is only one victim. The body parts are complete and there are no omissions." The person who spoke was Zhong Xueru, the chief prosecutor of the sub-bureau, wearing black-rimmed glasses, with a refined temperament like a university teacher.

"A total of eight knives." Zhong Xueru gestured with the palm of his hand: "One knives each for the neck and abdomen, two knives each for the arms, hip joints, and knees. The cut surface is flat. It should be cut up with a sharp instrument such as a bone cutter. Abrasions on the forehead and temples, not fatal."

Li Zan: "Have you found the cause of death?"

"An autopsy is required."

Chen Jie came over to take a look, couldn't hold back, covered her mouth and hurried to the side, throwing up faintly.

Lao Zeng held a leather notebook in his hand, and put the cap on the pen: "Chen Jie is not proficient in murder cases for the first time. Wait until she gets used to it."

"This is the first time I encountered a vicious dismemberment case, and directly entered the difficult challenge link, which shows that there is potential." Li Zan stood up, and while observing the surrounding environment, he said: "The deceased, female. Unidentified, unknown cause of death. After death, she was dismembered." Corpse, throwing the corpse, eight knives and nine yuan. There is a sun pentagram tattoo on the inside of the left wrist, the ear bead is worn in the left ear, and the ear bead is missing in the right ear."

Lao Zeng recorded them one by one: "There are no clothes and shoes of the deceased?"

Li Zan: "The old well has been sealed for several years, and it is estimated that there is a lot of garbage piled up inside. If there are really things from the deceased, we have to wait for the analysis report of the trace inspection."

He walked to the old well and looked down. It was an old-fashioned well with a diameter of about 20 centimeters.

"The well is abandoned, and the water body is dirty and smelly, which can cover up the smell of corpses. Iron cables are placed across the mouth of the well, and the keyhole is a live button with a diameter similar to that of a human skull."

Li Zan turned sideways and looked at the peasant houses on both sides of the alley. He saw surveillance cameras installed on the inside of the corridors of the peasant houses on the right that had been transformed into youth apartments.

"Calling nearby surveillance cameras, the scope of the investigation is locked in Liulian Village. The murderer who killed and mutilated the corpse is very familiar with this environment."

Lao Zeng recorded: "Already in contact with the retrieval work and identity investigation with cameras installed nearby, but—" He motioned Li Zan to look at ten o'clock: "The reporter came a step earlier."

At ten o'clock, the chief reporter almost knocked out the little policemen who were maintaining order.

"People's livelihood comes first?" Li Zan took off his right glove and said, "Their strongest function is not only to add chaos, but also to have a better sense of smell than hyenas."

Chen Jie, who came back from vomiting, happened to hear this, and felt that Captain Li's tone was a bit cold.Next to Lao Zeng, she whispered, "What is the people's livelihood first?"

Lao Zeng: "A morning program on the local radio station has a little conflict with our branch."

Chen Jie: "Oh."

Li Zan shouted loudly: "Chen Jie!"

"Hey, come here!"

Chen Jie ran over in a hurry, just stood firm and raised her head, just in time to see Li Zan's profile in the halo of sunlight, and she was surprised that her boss's beauty could be judged seven or eight points.

Li Zan said in a friendly tone, "How do you feel after vomiting?"

Chen Jie replied straightforwardly: "It's okay."

"Not bad. Comrade Xiao Chen is capable of sweeping pornographic works, and Wu Neng is capable of watching broken corpses. His consciousness is doubled. Then follow Lao Zhong back to the judicial inspection center, pay attention to the records, and write a report to me in the afternoon." Li Zan took off his gloves and sent To Chen Jie: "Come on, I am very optimistic about you. Lao Zeng, take care of me, I will go first."

On the other end, Lao Zeng, who was talking to the trace inspector, responded without even looking back.

After receiving the response, Li Zan walked as fast as if he was on a pulley, and slipped into the crowd in the blink of an eye. His figure was strong and his position was erratic, making him a master.

Chen Jie was stunned, and turned to ask Zhong Xueru: "Captain Li means that I have to follow you all the way back to the Forensic Prosecution Center, and I have to take notes after personally watching your autopsy?"

Zhong Xueru nodded: "Let's go, follow me to move the corpse."

Chen Jie took a deep breath: "It is rumored that Captain Li is not a person. I thought he looked decent, but I didn't expect it to be my poor eyesight."

Zhong Xueru asked: "How do you say?"

Chen Jie: "In my last term, she transferred to the next district, and I replaced her. Before leaving, she told me that she couldn't keep up with Team Li's rhythm."

The complete point of that statement is this: 'I can't keep up with Team Li's rhythm, thinking, acting, observing... I can't cooperate, I can't adapt. ',' Captain Li...he is not like a person, I mean he is very powerful. '

Of course, Chen Jie didn't have the chance to understand how powerful Li Zan is in the past six months. She only saw a young man live out the splendor of a retired old man.

Zhong Xueru pushed his dropped glasses with his wrist, and laughed: "Hurdering cases need to be done at a faster pace. You need to bring more vomiting bags, and you will get used to vomiting a few more times. We also have to quickly pull them back for inspection."

Chen Jie: "Okay."

In the distance, the reporters who were stopped by the police couldn't find any news, and some of them gave up.

Only the reporter from the People's Livelihood First column who rushed to the front saw Li Zan slipping away. After thinking about it, he asked the little policeman, "The one who just got off that Citroen, young and good-looking, is that one from the criminal police brigade?"

The little policeman kept a straight face and didn't look back at all: "I don't know, no. Photography is not allowed at the murder scene. Please wait for the police announcement if you have any questions."

Zhao Yanli, a reporter from the People's Livelihood First column, smiled at the little policeman, and suddenly poured mineral water on his face, then took the opportunity to pull the yellow cordon and rushed inside, grabbed someone and asked, "Are you from the criminal police brigade?" Is the vicious dismemberment an indiscriminate murder—”

The person who was arrested happened to be Lao Zeng.

Zhao Yanli saw the double stripes and two flowers on Lao Zeng's uniform, and immediately guessed his position, and then remembered what he saw in the distance just now, so it was not difficult to guess the identity and position of the young man in plain clothes.

"What are you doing! Get out! Don't hinder the police from handling the case, get out!"

The little police repeatedly dragged Zhao Yanli and the photographer out of the yellow line, yelled loudly, and strictly guarded against the reporter, resolutely refusing to approach the reporter.

Zhao Yanli and the cameraman went back to the official car, thought for a while and called the radio headquarters, the editor-in-chief of the TV version of the People's Livelihood First column.

"Hello? Sister, I want to inquire about someone. Do you know someone from the Criminal Investigation Team of the Dongcheng District Bureau?"