Madness of the Heart

Knowing these two important clues, Fang Yuanhang's goosebumps arose, "Sha Chun can also kill people? How dare he seal a person with cement? In June, the folk music department moved from the old building to the new building. During that time Even when Sha Chun was relatively free, she just..."

Fang Yuanhang took a breath, "The last time we saw the performance of the folk orchestra, what we saw was already a murderer! Master..."

Mingshu knew what Fang Yuanhang wanted to say.

He noticed Sha Chun at that time, but not because he smelled the smell of a murder case in Sha Chun, but just as a layman who knew nothing about music, he was attracted by the aura displayed by Sha Chun when he played the zither.

"Wu Zhen was not necessarily killed by Sha Chun himself." Xiao Yuan said: "Sodium cyanide poisoning is different from strangulation. Stretching must be done by others. There is a significant difference in forensic science between hanging and strangling. Sodium cyanide poisoning is not the same as strangulation. It doesn't have to be fed by others. However, Sha Chun can only "clean up" for Wu Zhen. Sha Chun's death time can be determined, it was on Sunday, and it is difficult for Wu Zhen to determine only from the autopsy , but Xiao Zhou insisted that it was between the 21st and 22nd."

Zhou Yuan nodded, "Yes!"

"I think so too. Saturday and Sunday are rest days, and the time of their death conveys a message." Xiao Yu'an said: "They survived Monday to Friday, but failed to survive Saturday and Sunday— — they didn't have a day off, they didn't have a day off."

This is exactly Zhou Yuan's judgment, and the little man who has always been emotionally introverted couldn't help but excitedly said: "Two meanings - hard work, taking rest days as working days, so there is no rest day; dying on the weekend, there is no rest day !"

"This is a ritual of time." Xiao Yu'an said again: "These two cases are still progressive. Team Ming will analyze them in detail."

Mingshu took over the words, "Sha Chun died in the Performing Arts Group. There are two possible reasons. One is that it is located in a semi-developed area, which is limited by objective factors, which is not conducive to police investigation. The other is that Sha Chun may have the idea of ​​making his colleagues panic. Even if Qu Xing didn't do that, people in the folk music club would still be afraid. But looking at Wu Zhen, he chose the vocational school because it was remote, and I haven't found that he has the idea of ​​revenge with death. Wu Zhen's friends The circle is really too narrow, almost lost contact with the people back home in Xunchuan Town, all the works are handed over to Liuguang, and Liuguang goes to communicate with the film and television companies outside, Wu Zhen himself stays in his small room for many years, and the people he can touch There are very few people. As for the cement sealing..."

Fang Yuanhang raised his hand, "Master, I have an idea."

Mingshu turned his gaze, "Well, tell me."

"You said that one of Sha Chun's reasons for choosing the Performing Arts Group was to make her colleagues uneasy. This is Sha Chun's revenge on those colleagues who bullied her. I think Wu Zhen's behavior actually has an element of revenge, and the scope of revenge is wider." Fang Yuanhang said: "Seal the body in cement, don't you think this sounds infiltrating? Is he using this method to retaliate against society?"

Mingshu thought for a while, then said with a smile, "My mind is getting brighter and brighter."

Fang Yuanhang said: "In the past cement corpse cases, all the murderers were trying to hide the crime and obstruct the police from solving the case. In this case, Wu Zhen himself is half the murderer. There is no need for him to hide the crime."

"Wu Zhen was poisoned by sodium cyanide, and the body was sealed with cement so that people would think he was killed at a glance. It may be that the cement was used to mislead us, but there is another possibility." Mingshu said: "Wu Zhen Zhen's appeal is to be 'immortal'. No one cares about his works, but his body can be 'immortal' in cement."

"The corpse sealed in cement will also rot." As a forensic doctor, Xing Mu was very serious about such details. After speaking, he sneaked a glance at Mingshu, and seeing Mingshu looking at him, he quickly retracted his head.

"I know." Mingshu is not blind to forensic medicine, and Xing Mu doesn't need to mention this kind of common sense, "I mean, Wu Zhen thinks that he can achieve 'immortality' in this way."

Yi Fei said: "Don't guess the intention of cement to seal the body. No matter how much we discuss, it is actually 'Schrödinger's cement'. The two people who knew the truth are dead. Who knows whether they want to be 'immortal' or revenge The society still only wants to create the illusion of homicide. The most important thing now is to find the person who helped Sha Chun 'suicide'. If this person is Sha Chun's 'similar', is he looking for someone to help him 'suicide'? If Our analysis is close to the truth, it's just a set of hopeless dominoes."

Xiao Yu'an said: "Not only must we find the person related to Sha Chun's death, but we must go forward and find the person Wu Zhen killed."

The meeting room immediately fell silent, Fang Yuanhang whispered: "Yes, if Wu Zhen is not the 'source', then there must be a desperate 'suicide' in front of him, before this 'suicide', there may be, in front of ..."

Yi Fei sighed, "Don't have any more."

Ming Shu looked at Xiao Yu'an, "Xiao Ju, are you sure Wu Zhen is not the 'source'?"

Xiao Yuan said, "I'm not sure."

The team members started talking in low voices.

"Wu Zhen is 40 years old. Judging from his childhood experience, he has endured far more than Sha Chun. It is not surprising that any extreme and distorted thoughts arise from this. Moreover, his knowledge is very large. He has read a lot about society, Books on ethics, psychology, and crime, he may be the 'source'." Xiao Yuan paused and continued: "But it cannot be ruled out that he was influenced by others. As I said just now, the two cases are progressive. The Performing Arts Group is a good place to commit crimes, but the pond is by no means a good place to hide corpses. Sha Chun was buried there, hoping to be discovered as soon as possible. This is very different from the Wu Zhen case."

Mingshu said: "That is to say, if Wu Zhen also helped kill someone, would this person hide deeper? It would be harder for us to find out?"

Xu Chun had already rushed back from Xunchuan Town, and whispered to Xiao Man beside him, "This is going to be difficult. The longer the murder case drags on, the harder it will be to investigate."

Xiao Man was about to nod when Xiao Yuan called his name.

"Wu Zhen's fourth notebook is not used up. In that notebook, the handwriting has changed obviously. Has Xiao Xiao identified the approximate time?"

Xiao Man quickly stood up, "I checked Wu Zhen's work, compared with the content in the notebook, the handwriting changed significantly around December last year."

"Wu Zhen transformed and stopped writing film and television scripts in September last year." Ming Shu said: "Wu Zhen's director said that although Wu Zhen's income has increased after the transformation, he is not happy and is still very depressed."

Xiao Yu'an said: "We should focus on investigation at this time period. If Wu Zhen was influenced by someone, it is likely to be during this time period. In addition, Yuanhang's worries just now are too much."

Fang Yuanhang suddenly raised his head, "Huh?"

"My idea is the same as that of Xiao Ju." Ming Shu sat upright, "One domino falls down, and another one will fall one after another. But is it so easy to kill people? Dominoes are similar to each other, but people are ever-changing individuals. They have different thoughts and different appeals. Wu Zhen’s body has been hidden for more than two months and has not been found, which is the result of many factors. Don’t forget that Wu Zhen and Sha Chun both have appeals. Suicide. Another point is that there are many people who have worked hard for many years but have not gained anything. You can turn them into their own 'kinds', let them kill themselves, and then be killed by the next 'kind'. This is a very small probability So although in theory there could be countless people in front of Wu Zhen, I don't believe there are really countless people in front of him. It is enough for us to divide our current investigation direction into two big parts, one is Wu Zhen and the other is Sha Chun .”

After Mingshu finished speaking, he glanced at Xiao Yuan, who nodded slightly.

Mingshu added: "Although Sha Chun's circle of friends is wider than Wu Zhen's, it's not that wide. The people she can get in touch with are either colleagues from the Performing Arts Group, or teachers and students of 'Jianjia Bailu'. This 'similar' It must be from these two groups. As for Wu Zhen, as I said just now, the focus is on Wu Zhen's whereabouts and the people he came into contact with in December last year. Also, although things like sodium cyanide are common, they are not random. One person can get it. Where did Wu Zhen get it? Or was the 'card' in front of him left to him?"

This is equivalent to drawing out two clear lines. Fang Yuanhang wrote "shua shua" in his notebook, full of energy.

At this point in the investigation of the case, the thick clouds have finally been cleared, and the unimaginable doubts in the Sha Chun case and Wu Zhen case finally have a logical explanation.

But as Yi Fei said, they are like dominoes of despair, the last struggle of the desperate.

The analysis of the case will inevitably make people feel heavy.

"Actually, I've been stuck in one place." The team members dispersed, and only Ming Shu and Xiao Yu'an were left in the meeting room. Ming Shu propped his cheek and said, "Let's not talk about Wu Zhen before and after Sha Chun, but how Wu Zhen stared at him. Shangshachun? People in Liuguang said that Wu Zhen learned the guzheng to prepare for writing costume dramas in the future. After the transformation, Wu Zhen did make some money and had the capital to learn the guzheng. But I always think it’s too coincidental. Did Bailu just meet Sha Chun, or did he already take Sha Chun as his goal before going to Jianjia Bailu? This causal relationship is very important."

"You're digging into the minutiae again." Xiao Yu'an smiled, his tone was obviously different from that of the meeting just now, with less majesty and more gentleness, and even a hint of connivance in the lecture, "How many times have I told you that this kind of Habits need to be changed."

Mingshu is not convinced, "There is nothing wrong with focusing on the details, and the clues are hidden in the details, especially in a case like this, there is no way to investigate without digging into the details."

"You also need to find the right person for the details." Xiao Yu'an said, "Like you noticed Qu Xing's hand and Sha Chun's refrigerator, these are the details worth digging out."

Ming Shu pursed his lips. In his opinion, the communication process between Wu Zhen and Sha Chun is also a detail worth studying.

"But the point you were struggling with just now is meaningless no matter how much you struggle." Without waiting for Mingshu to refute, Xiao Yuan said: "Because both parties are dead, Yi Fei said that the cement sealing is 'Schrödinger's cement', in fact, you The details I want to capture are also 'Schrödinger's encounter'. Your apprentice is obviously influenced by you."

Mingshu said "hmm", "Fang Yuanhang thinks a lot, it's better than not thinking at all. Young detectives are afraid of being dull-witted, and wait for others to feed them clues."

"Yes, there is no problem for Fang Yuanhang to pay attention to the details. But you can't." Xiao Yu'an said seriously: "You are the leader of the serious crime team, and you have to grasp the overall situation of the investigation. For details like this, let your little apprentice solve the problem." Think about it, the more he thinks about it, the better, but if you spend too much time on this kind of details, it's unnecessary."

Ming Shu patted his forehead and spit out a sentence for a long time: "This is really a fucking 'double standard'!"

Xiao Yu'an smiled, "There are no people who don't have 'double standards'."

Mingshu squinted, "Really? Give me an example?"

Xiao Yu'an said: "I think your brain is moving too fast."

Mingshu pretended to be stupid, "What? I just asked you to give an example."

"Take you as an example?" Xiao Yuan sighed, "Don't you just want to hear me praise you?"

Mingshu was honest this time, "Then you boast."

Xiao Yuan moved his fingers, "Come here."

Ming Shu hurried over, but he didn't hear any nice words, and didn't ask for a kiss. Instead, his cheek was pulled.

"You!" Although his cheek was not hurt, Mingshu didn't expect Xiao Yuan to play tricks on him at this time, "It's too much, Xiao Ju."

Xiao Yuan tidied up the things on the table, rubbed Mingshu's head briefly, and said with a smile, "Let's go to the case."

Ming Shu turned around, "Xiao Ju, why are you going?"

"Something happened." Xiao Yuan said.

"What's the matter?" From the perspective of a subordinate, Mingshu's question is inappropriate, but from the perspective of his family, especially his spouse, it is quite normal for Mingshu to ask.

Xiao Yu'an smiled, "There will be a dinner later."

"Yo!" Mingshu raised his brows high, "The case is still deadlocked, you Buddha is thinking about the dinner? Come, come, tell the subordinates who are still fighting on the front line of investigation, which monkey belongs to it?" Dinner?"

Fang Yuanhang's lighter was left in the conference room, and he hurried back to get it. When he rushed to the door, he heard his master asking his immediate boss which monkey dinner he was going to, so he slammed on the brakes.

Xiao Yu'an said, "It's Bureau Li."

Fang Yuanhang: "Pfft——"

Mingshu leaned over, "Who is at the door?"

Fang Yuanhang knew he couldn't hide, so he exposed half of his body, "Master, Bureau Xiao, it's me, but I didn't hear anything."

Mingshu threw the lighter on the table over, "Don't talk nonsense."

Fang Yuanhang nodded hastily, "You said that Director Li is a monkey, I'm going to be sick to my stomach."

Mingshu: "..."

Xiao Yu'an was too lazy to play tricks with the master and apprentice, first patted Mingshu's shoulder, and then patted Xia Yuanhang's shoulder, and left without saying a word.

Fang Yuanhang waited for half a minute, "Master, what do Xiao Ju mean?"

Mingshu walked towards the serious crime team office, "What do you mean?"

"Ju Xiao...he just slipped away without saying a word!"

"Who stipulated that he had to say a word before he could slip?"

Fang Yuanhang swallowed, "You just said that Director Li is a monkey."

Mingshu's eyelids twitched, "Isn't it all in the stomach? Why did it pop out again?"

"No!" Fang Yuanhang said: "Master, since when did you and Xiao Ju get so close? You can call Li Ju a monkey behind your back!"

Mingshu stopped and looked at Fang Yuanhang.

Fang Yuanhang said: "I understand Teacher Xing a little bit now."

Xing Mu regards the leader as a scourge, and he will not provoke him if he can.

"Because you are very inexplicable as leaders." Fang Yuanhang concluded.

Ming Shu was about to curse "Get lost", when he heard a commotion from downstairs.

"Ming team, where's Ming team?"

Hearing the person before he arrived, Mingshu heard it. The person who came was Lin Jiao, the deputy director of the Psychological Research Center of the Municipal Bureau.

The Psychological Research Center is a new department that was officially established a few years ago. Before its establishment, there were no full-time psychological consultants in the bureau. When some cases required the assistance of psychological experts, they could only cooperate with a few professional institutions in the city. Most of the time, the cooperation is happy, but after all, they are different units and have different positions. When facing difficult murder cases, problems will inevitably arise.

The emergence of the Psychological Research Center has helped the front-line police, especially the criminal police and special police a lot.

Lin Jiao is a young talent in the center, not much older than Mingshu, and has a good relationship with the crime team. After Xu Yin was brought back by Yi Fei, he was sent to Lin Jiao.

"Mr. Lin." Mingshu stood by the stairs, "What's the matter?"

Lin Jiao never wears a police uniform or a doctor's uniform. She looks elite in a shirt and trousers when it's hot, and a suit coat when it's cold.

"The Xu Yin you sent ran away." Lin Jiao said.

"What?" Ming Shu frowned. The Psychological Research Center is in the same building as the Special Police Corps, and some distance from the Criminal Investigation Bureau. "Why did you let her run away?"

"Don't worry, I've already found it." Lin Jiao hurriedly said before Ming Shu questioned, "But that little girl is not cooperative at all, she must see you."

Mingshu knew that Xu Yin's psychological problems were very serious, but at this moment he couldn't get away to talk with Xu Yin.Besides, he is a criminal police officer. Although he has been in contact with criminal psychology research, his professional level is far inferior to that of Lin Jiao and other experts in the research center.

"How can I have time now?" Mingshu said.

Lin Jiao said calmly: "Xu Yin said that she found a corpse before she smelled the smell of corpses from the vocational school."

"Fuck!" Fang Yuanhang said, "No way?"

"Ming team, Xu Yin ran out from the center today just to find you." Lin Jiao said, "She didn't want to tell me too much, she just wanted to tell you."

Fang Yuanhang looked at Mingshu, "Master?"

Mingshu thought it over, "Tell Yi Fei, I'll go to the center and I'll be back soon."

Although the Psychological Research Center is in the SWAT team, its style is completely different from that of the SWAT team, and it is too quiet.

Lin Jiao held the doorknob with his right hand, and said in a low voice, "She's inside, if you need me later, just call."

Before opening the door, Mingshu thought that the curtains inside were closed and the light was weak. After all, many people with psychological problems do not like to stay in the light.

The truth is, the room is bright and bright, Xu Yin is sitting on the carpet, looking at him with a pair of big eyes and a smile.

Xu Yin is actually very cute, but when he thinks that this girl loves the smell of corpses and is keen to play the game of finding corpses, Mingshu feels a chill down his spine.

"You're here." Xu Yin stood up and trotted to Mingshu.

Mingshu lowered his head, looked directly into the girl's light-colored eyes, and asked for a moment: "Mr. Lin said you have something to say to me?"

Xu Yin nodded.

Mingshu said patiently: "What's the matter?"

Xu Yin laughed again, even in this extremely bright room, the laughter was a bit permeating.

After laughing, she said in a childish voice: "I can see ghosts."