I come from the abyss

The sub-bureau was in a hurry, and several criminal policemen moved out the closed files from the file room and dropped them heavily on the table. The surrounding criminal policemen put down their busy work and came over to help look through the files.

Lao Zeng flipped through the files in the two big boxes and said, "They are all homicides that happened in the past three years."

Ji Chengling: "Team Li said that these accidents may have been directed by humans, and the deceased was both a victim and a perpetrator."

The reverse is also true.Now a terrible executioner, once a cornered innocent lamb.

"Team Li said that Liao Xueming was likely to be the first victim, so the search for murder files began after Liao Xueming was murdered." Ji Chengling called people over to search the files together: "The closed files are here. We need to find It was revealed that the deceased had direct or indirect contact with the files of the Mingxi Psychological Clinic, Team Li said this is a common feature of serial murders."

Lao Zeng took out a file and opened it to read: "If the conjecture is true, the files involved in the serial murder case are not limited to the two boxes of the Dongcheng Branch. In the past three years, there have been countless cases closed as accidents in various districts of Yuejiang City. PUC, let them help."

Ji Chengling: "I have already told the Deputy Criminal Detachment that Director Cheng mentioned the serial murders organized by multiple people at the meeting and asked all district bureaus to cooperate flexibly with Dongcheng District. So before that, I have already called the city bureau and each branch through Tong Bureau , they should have been busy."

Lao Zeng marveled at Ji Chengling's mature and steady handling of things, and he had a faint demeanor of Li Zan. After two years of hard work and a major case, he would be able to accumulate a lot of money and sit at the top of the criminal investigation team.

However, for Ji Chengling, the position of chief criminal investigator of the Dongcheng branch is probably just a springboard. His family background is there, and his eyes are naturally placed on the city bureau and provincial department. Although his official career can be seen at a glance, it is really enviable. .

"Good job." Lao Zeng sat down and looked through the file with other criminal policemen, and asked casually, "I didn't see Li Zan, did he run away again?"

"Wang said he went to the downtown symphony orchestra and bought tickets from scalpers overnight. Team Zeng and Team Li should be investigating the case, right?" Ji Chengling was confused: "Is the symphony orchestra related to the murder?"

Lao Zeng said calmly: "He knows it well." Anyway, none of them could keep up with Li Zan's train of thought, so they let him go.

At this time, a criminal policeman raised his hand as soon as he took out the file and looked at it and said: "One of the deceased in this accident had a record of psychiatric visits, but it didn't say which psychological clinic she was in for consultation!"

"Bring me to have a look." Lao Zeng took it and saw that it was a murder case two years ago. A man and a woman fell into the river drunk and fell to their deaths. The surveillance video did not record the scene of the two falling into the river, but the monitoring showed that the two were drunk walking together. According to the results of autopsy and trace examination, it was judged as an accident. "Wang, check the medical records of the deceased woman."

Wang didn't lift his head: "Put it on the table."

"There is a murder case here. The deceased did not have any mental illness. They were a man and a woman. They died in an accident of overtaking on a curve. The accident happened three years ago. The male deceased was a staff member of the Jingjiu Horse Herding Club, and his job position was a human resources manager. , but the annual income is high.”

Another detective asked: "Is there a problem with high annual income?"

"It's okay to have a high annual income, but it's circled here with a red pen. I noticed it at a glance, so I took it out to see that one of the deceased happened to be related to the Jingjiu Horse Herds Club." The criminal police said: "The circled by the red pen means It means that the annual income far exceeds the salary equivalent to the occupation."

Lao Zeng took the file and saw that the person who signed the case was 'Li Zan' and couldn't help frowning. Li Zan was in a downturn three years ago, and he only handled some small cases at that time.

No matter the social identity and social relationship of the deceased, as well as the results of the autopsy and trace examination, this murder case was clearly an accident, but Li Zan still circled the "annual income" which he considered suspicious.

Lao Zeng sighed slightly, after all, he was extremely talented.

"First extract the problematic cases, and then conduct identification."

**

The atmosphere in the interrogation room was stalemate. Fang Mingxu's face was pale, his lips were chapped, and he remained silent all the time, entering a silent state of non-cooperation and non-resistance.

Chen Jie was at a loss. She propped her forehead to take a deep breath, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Fang Mingxu, you may not be 'Fang Mingxu', but you must know about the deaths of Liao Xueming and Han Jingwen. I don't know what you are thinking, but The murderer who tortured Liao Xueming and Han Jingwen may have directed other murders. Some victims may have broken the law or done wrong things, but you ask yourself, have any innocent people been involved in this process? The debtor has the owner?!"

"He called the Criminal Investigation Office. Twice." Chen Jie said solemnly: "At first I thought he was provoking the police system, gaining attention and fame, showing off how easily he slaughtered other people's lives, like a god's verdict. But he asked I beg for help. Fang Mingxu, he is begging for help."

Fang Mingxu was indifferent, but if you stare carefully, you will find that his empty eyes gradually focus, and your mind is attracted by Chen Jie's words.

Chen Jie: "He said he wanted to surrender, and begged me to find him. I didn't understand at first, why the executioner who said he would surrender himself cruelly killed a living person? Why did I have to find him? Why is it so Contradictory? After finding out the past of Fang Mingxi and Fang Mingxu, I suddenly understood, because he was out of control."

"A person who has been blinded by hatred for many years, tortured and killed the enemy who had ruined his family. Instead of being redeemed, he got deeper and deeper, and gradually implicated the innocent. But he knew that his killing behavior was wrong, and he couldn't stop when he wanted to stop, so Find me, and hope I can stop him." Chen Jie stared at Fang Mingxu, paused for a long time before sighing, "He should be a soft-hearted young man, right?"

There was a layer of water in Fang Mingxu's eyes, just when Chen Jie thought he was finally loose, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was nothing in his eyes.

"Comrade police, you should find the real culprit. It's a waste of time to interrogate me here. I can't admit to things I haven't done and charges I don't know about." Fang Mingxu said calmly, "I'm sorry, I can't help you. "

Chen Jie cursed in her heart, went out for a while to calm down, and then came back to continue dealing with Fang Mingxu, who was reckless.

**

At 2:23 p.m., Yuejiang Xiliu Symphony Orchestra.

Xiliu is the name of a building, so the symphony orchestra playing in the concert hall of this building is simply and rudely taken as the Symphony Orchestra of Yuejiang Xiliu Building.In order to sell tickets, I reluctantly omitted the word "building".

Don't look at the village art troupe whose name is like playing the erhu and playing the suona at the gate of the village. The symphony orchestra actually has a lot of weight in the music industry and has performed on the international music stage.

The first head of the Yuejiang Xiliu Symphony Orchestra is a national music artist who has attended the Spring Festival Gala and the opening of various major performances. He is an old artist who will be respected by netizens when his name is mentioned.

The head of the troupe and his family are all musicians, so it can be said that they belong to a musical family.

Li Zan arrived 20 minutes late and took his seat quietly. He was in the last row, looking past the chief conductor and the cellist on his left.

It was a young and beautiful woman with black hair and a white dress that stretched across the ground like a jasmine flower in full bloom.

The slender arms hold the bow, which seems to contain majestic power, and play one note after another between the pushing and pulling of the strings, using skilled skills to compose them into melodious music.

The audience in the hall enjoyed the music quietly. I don’t know if they really understood it, but their expressions were quite enjoyable anyway.

For Li Zan, elegant music is no less than a powerful lullaby. With drooping eyelids, he leans on the seat and enters a mysterious world of meditation.When he woke up suddenly, the symphony orchestra had already reached the intermission, and the audience had almost left.

Li Zan pinched his nose to resist the urge to yawn, and stretched his body to touch the backstage.

Backstage people were coming and going, noisy and noisy, the backstage staff chatting and laughing with the music performers on the stage just now, they didn't notice that Li Zan sneaked in, and they never expected that someone would sneak in during the intermission.

Li Zan entered a backstage lounge unimpeded all the way. In the room were music performers who were taking off their makeup, both men and women.

He walked to the corner, sat awkwardly on a low plastic stool, curled up his long legs in a difficult posture, rested his elbows on the half-meter-high cosmetic box, and said very naturally: "You have worked hard."

The woman who took off the gemstone ear beads glanced at Li Zan, thought it was an unfamiliar face but thought it was a new makeup artist, smiled and said: "I'm used to it. There are still a few performances tonight, but why don't you go to dinner? "

Li Zan: "I'll go later." He glanced at the nameplate on the woman's chest, Lu Zihui, she was the cellist just now.So I cut into the topic of music: "Your performance is perfect, skilled and emotional, but it seems to be lacking in strength."

Lu Zihui's eyes lit up when she heard the words, and she nodded in agreement: "You are right. Few people can hear the problem like you."

Li Zan just smiled and said nothing.

How could he, a music blind who can't tell which is more beautiful, playing the violin or playing cotton, hear the problem?Isn't it just that I saw Lu Zihui playing with her left hand, and her right hand had plaster marks on it.

It shows that Lu Zihui is not left-handed, she just has a joint injury in her right hand, and some movements are slightly larger when playing, as if using some inertial force to make up for the weakness of her wrist.

Lu Zihui regarded Li Zan as a music enthusiast, and chatted with him happily.

During the chat, Li Zan knew that Lu Zihui came from the Lu family of a musical family. Her grandfather was the first head of the Yuejiang Xiliu Symphony Orchestra. Second-level performers, who love music and have a bright future.

The 26-year-old Lu Zihui, who is eloquent and eloquent, is already the mother of a two-year-old child, but the enthusiasm she reveals when talking about music has a kind of innocence and childishness unique to artists.

She should have grown up loved by her family, so that she can still be as innocent as a girl after becoming a woman.

Li Zan seemed to mention it unintentionally: "You returned to China three years ago?"

Lu Zihui: "Yes."

Li Zan: "Then do you know Liao Xueming? He is a young musician I admired before. I often listened to him play, but he left suddenly three years ago, and I have never seen him play again."

Mentioning Liao Xueming, Lu Zihui's expression changed, his brows were tightly frowned, and he hesitated to speak: "Liao Xueming? He..."

Li Zan: "What about him?"

Lu Zihui: "He was expelled for some immoral behavior in the regiment, and then disappeared. His family and the police came to question him, but we don't know his whereabouts."

Li Zan: "It turned out to be like this. What did he do?"

Lu Zihui: "Harassment, he harassed the ladies in the troupe, he always said strange things, and even—in short, he was a person with corrupt personalities. He did have some musical talent, but it's a pity that character is more important. We, Xiliu Symphony Orchestra, don't want to be morally corrupt. musicians."

Li Zan: "Who is he harassing?"

Lu Zihui couldn't tell.

Li Zan suddenly realized and apologized to Lu Zihui.

Lu Zihui shook her head and said softly: "It's okay, I haven't been hurt."

At this time, a man at the door of the lounge shouted loudly: "Zihui!"

"Let's talk next time." Lu Zihui's smile was ten times sweeter. She hurriedly turned around, grabbed the long skirt that dragged the floor, and ran happily to the man at the door. After running away, she could vaguely hear her shouting at the man: "Husband!" .”

They are husband and wife.

Lu Zihui's husband brought food to visit his beloved wife during the intermission, and the topic of everyone in the lounge could not help but turn to the young couple, joking: "We have been married for four years, and the relationship is still so good."

"My childhood sweetheart, how can the relationship of more than ten years be bad?"

"Sister Zihui is beautiful, gentle, and the key is talent. I would like it too."

……

Li Zan stretched his two long legs that were almost paralyzed, stood up and stomped, the numbness went straight to his forehead, which made his whole body go limp.The numbness finally receded, and the people in the lounge also walked away, so Li Zan came out slowly.

Inadvertently glanced at the trash can in the background, and inside was the exquisite packaging of a takeaway restaurant.

Unfortunately, he remembered the name of the restaurant.

Li Zan took a photo and left. When he returned, he received a call from Jiang Heng.

Jiang Heng: "The Xinghai Feast will be held the day after tomorrow. You can invite someone to accompany you. Captain Li, are you coming?"

Li Zan: "No request?"

"There really wasn't."

"Did I remind you by saying that?"

"To be precise, it fueled my arrogance in making excessive demands." Jiang Heng said with a smile: "I originally wanted to be a quiet suitor, but when you say that, it shows that I am a dog in your heart. You Seeing that we have lived together for so long, you still have such a bad impression of me, I am so sad."

Li Zan: "You can take this opportunity to do some personnel work and try to change the negative impression of yourself in my heart."

Jiang Heng laughed wildly: "I can. But I don't."

Li Zan felt that there was nothing to talk about with this dog, and it was better to negotiate a deal.

"Go ahead. What's the request?"

"I didn't think of it for a while, let's talk about it." Jiang Heng didn't want to waste such a good opportunity, so he asked: "Where did you go? I went to the branch office with a love dinner and didn't see you. Everyone ate up everything. Tsk, There's not even a drop of soup left."

Li Zan raised his eyebrows: "Are you cooking?"

Jiang Heng: "No, I'm not free. The restaurant I booked, Chen Jie and the others said that someone ordered it last time, and it tastes good. If you want to come back now, I will make another reservation. The restaurant closes before 12 o'clock in the evening, so I can make an appointment now."

Li Zan sneered lazily: "Are you in the branch office now?"

Jiang Heng: "Yes."

Li Zan walked past a Pittosporum green tree, weighed the leaves with his index finger, and said "hang up" in his mouth. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a delivery man in yellow walking to a small electric motorcycle. A clean and handsome face.

Long hair, slightly smaller bones, a woman.

Li Zan didn't pay much attention, walked straight down the steps, suddenly stopped, and suddenly turned to look at the delivery man in yellow. The other party had already left on a motorcycle, and his figure quickly disappeared among the criss-crossing skyscrapers.

"Li Zan? Why didn't you speak?"

Li Zan frowned tightly: "Jiang Heng, let me ask you, do you need to take photos to complete the order delivery task when signing for the private kitchen restaurant you ordered?"

"Of course not! Taking pictures is privacy, which restaurant dares to have this rule?"

"I've never ordered such an expensive take-out, how do I know the rules of your rich people?" Li Zan pondered for a while, then walked towards the security office at the front desk of the building, "Pass it on for me, let Chen Jie and the others check the restaurant Delivered to the takeaway staff of the Yuejiang Xiliu Symphony Orchestra today."

Jiang Heng was clear about the business, so he didn't raise an argument at this meeting, but only responded: "Got it."

Li Zan: "Hang up." After hanging up the phone, he knocked on the front desk to signal the negligent building security: "Police, please cooperate with the investigation, please retrieve the surveillance video of the front hall within one hour."

**

Dongcheng Branch.

Hearing Li Zan's strange instructions from Jiang Heng, the other detectives who were so busy that their hair was bald were frantically kicking this matter around as work, and in the end it was Jiang Heng who somehow became Li Zan's "family" Take the initiative to take over.

He is a big customer of that private kitchen restaurant, even if he doesn't show his identity as a policeman, the manager of the restaurant is willing to give some face and cooperate with him.

"The delivery guy an hour ago? Wait, I have to look it up. There is a computer record here. Let me take a look—the delivery guy from the Xiliu Symphony Orchestra... the orderer is Mr. Wang, and the delivery guy's name is Wang... Wang Xinyu."