Swallowing the Seas

"Then I...will be photographed by the surveillance...and put on the wall." Wu Yu gritted his teeth every word, forcefully broke Bu Chonghua's hand away from his body, and exhaled: "Bonuses will be withheld for the reason of lack of discipline. Already!"

Bu Chonghua smiled: "It's okay, it's the two of us who want to deduct it, and we share the difficulties."

Wu Yu burst into tears at his plastic feelings, "That won't work, I'll deduct you, my bonus is the same as the territory of the motherland, and there must be no less!"

Money is Comrade Bu Xiaohua's last stubbornness, equivalent to Xiaogui's cone and Cai Lin's lunch box.Finally, Bu Chonghua couldn't help laughing and asked, "What are you saving so much money for? Don't tell me it's really for buying a house?"

Wu Yu said perfunctorily, "Build bridges and roads, and donate to Hope Primary School."

"That's a good thing. I donate with you, and I can also donate with Yan Yan. How about it?"

"That won't work. It's not the elementary school I donated. Am I ashamed to be the principal?" Wu Yu pulled Chonghua's sleeve casually, turned his attention away, and showed him the conference table covered with sack fragments and on-site photos. : "What were you discussing here just now?"

"Discuss where Chen Yuanliang was murdered and where the body was dumped." Bu Chonghua heard that he wanted to change the topic, and knowing that it was useless to ask, he simply repeated the discussion just now, and said, "All the evidence points to him being in the The victim was killed in the wilderness near the intersection of Beijiao Chemical Fertilizer Factory and Jinhe Road, but Liao Gang and the others have taken the police from the local police station to search in shifts for a week, and found nothing. If we consider the local terrain conditions and consider the victim's psychology and mobility , I think the murderer is more likely to be suspicious of the police."

Wu Yu nodded, thought for a while and asked, "Then what if the murder scene is in a car?"

"It is possible that it rained the day after the murder, which may have washed away the ruts at the scene... But it still cannot explain how the murderer got the body to the Beidao Village landfill."

"Carry it?"

Bu Chonghua shook his head: "The dead are very heavy, even if Chen Yuanliang is thin and small, he can barely do it."

"Come on, come on, true knowledge comes from practice," Wu Yu rubbed his fists and motioned Bu Chonghua to turn around: "Come here and let's try."

Bu Chonghua pressed the edge of the table: "Wait, wait, think again..."

"Come on, let's try it." Wu Yu couldn't help but leaned down, pressed his back with one hand and bent his legs with one hand, and suddenly exerted force "Oh!" With a sound, Bu Chonghua couldn't help leaving his feet off the ground, and the two uttered a sound at the same time Painful: "Fuck!..."

With a bang, Bu Chonghua returned to the ground and staggered a few steps before standing still. Wu Yu was also panting while holding the table, and said, "Ten... ten seconds. Your center of gravity is too uncoordinated!"

Bu Chonghua couldn't help but laugh: "You just want the princess to hug me?!"

Wu Yu: "Aren't you happy to treat you like a princess?"

Holding the princess is much harder than carrying it on the shoulders, but what the princess didn't tell him was that she was actually losing weight recently, because living with Wu Yu would lead to weight gain, and she had to lose a few kilograms first to prepare for emergencies...

Bu Chonghua waved his hands with a smile, and said, "The murderer couldn't possibly have carried the dead princess... the dead body into the landfill. The place where the dead body was found was a few hundred meters away from the gate. I think it was either a tricycle, or It's just using a scavenger's cart."

It's more likely that the murderer could blend in among the scattered scavengers in the dark without being detected.But this means another thing, that is, the murderer must have a body dumping transfer station near the landfill. Where is it?

The two of them researched for a while, but there was still no clue.Wu Yu kept putting forward various speculations and opinions at the beginning, and then he could only pull a chair to sit down, rubbed his face with a smile and said: "I can't do it anymore, it seems that I am really not good at reasoning, I should lead you Hurry up and do it."

Maybe because there is no clue to find a needle in a haystack, this time Bu Chonghua schemingly avoided the topic of whether he can do it or not, and while registering the evidence bags one by one and putting them back into the cardboard box, he said with a smile: "It has nothing to do with you, there are so many experts in the Criminal Investigation Bureau Isn’t it helpless? Besides, solving a case doesn’t rely on deduction, and investigation, surveillance video, interrogation techniques, and modern criminal investigation are the criminal police’s magic weapon to solve a case. You can just read the plot of those basic inferences, don’t take it seriously.”

Wu Yu hesitated to speak, and after a while he smiled and asked, "...how about you teach me to solve the case?"

Bu Chonghua paused, looked up at him, his face seemed a little happy, but he said indifferently: "Why don't you let your old classmate teach it? They are taught by the police academy, and they used to be the first-class inspector. .”

Wu Yu: "..."

Wu Yu said: "Ah, yes, thank you for reminding me. I'll call him later to see if he's free tonight..."

Bu Chonghua grabbed Wu Yu's back collar and pulled him back like lightning, and yelled at him with a smile: "How dare you! Come back and accompany the leader to prove the things on this table!"

Jiang Ting's subtle psychological stimulation to Bu Chonghua is nothing short of tried and tested, and if it continues like this, it will develop into a trump card.Wu Yu came back with a smile, helped Bu Chonghua put away hundreds of photos of the scene, wrote the physical evidence registration form one by one, and put back dozens of numbered transparent bags one by one, suddenly his arm was lightened by Bu Chonghua One shot: "No, the wire number 26654 must be registered separately from the other bags of wires."

"Why?" Wu Yu tilted his head.

"The other sections are used to bind the corpse, only this section is used to tie the mouth of the body bag, and you put it in the evidence box for the sack."

Wu Yu said in his heart that you have a lot of things to do, so he got up and put the evidence bag numbered 26654 into another carton, then sat down and continued to write the registration form, while writing, the pen suddenly stopped, and thoughtfully picked up the other things. After observing several bags of wires for a while, I took back the wire numbered 26654 and compared them for a while.

"What's wrong?" Bu Chonghua stopped what he was doing.

"...26654 is newer than other wires."

"renew?"

"Well, you see it's a little brighter in color than all the other threads."

Bu Chonghua took over the two bags of wires, his brows slowly frowned, and Shaoqing suddenly said: "...No, no, the aging degree of the copper wires is the same, but the coating of other wires is a little faded, and..."

Moreover, the fading does not mean that the entire wire fades, it is a regular section, and the paint brightness of the part that has not faded is similar to that of 26654.

——what does this represent?

It was as if some kind of gigantic object vaguely appeared in the deep water, and Bu Chonghua vaguely felt as if he had caught something.He picked up several other wires that bound the corpses, and found that although the length of the faded part of each wire was different, some faded every four or five centimeters, and some only faded every thirty centimeters; They all show a certain regularity, as if...

"!!"

Lightning suddenly flashed across the chaos, and Bu Chonghua was stunned. He grabbed the gloves and put them on, opened the evidence bag, grabbed the blood-stained wires in his hand, and turned to ask Wu Yu: "Help?" I'll bring Song Hui here."

Wu Yu asked in astonishment, "Why?"

"Tie her up!"

5 minutes later, the detachment leader's office.

Song Hui: "......"

Wu Yu: "..."

The atmosphere froze, and in the deathly silence, Song Hui finally uttered a question from her soul in a trembling voice:

"Even if you want to refuse my confession, you won't tie me up with the same rope that used to bind the corpse and put me in a sack?!"

"Wrap it yourself, hurry up." Bu Chonghua pointed to the box of plastic wrap that he had just snatched from the cafeteria of the Public Security Bureau in front of him and told him succinctly.Then he probably saw Song Hui's face whose life had been upended, sighed and said, "You are the only one in the whole detachment who is the most similar in figure to the victim. What can I do?"

Song Hui looked at Wu Yu with a face full of tears, but Wu Yu immediately spread his hands to express his helplessness: "It's okay, just tie it up for a while, the leader has comforted you."

Song Hui was devastated: "Is it comforting to say that I look like a 70-year-old man?!"

Bu Chonghua insisted that it was comfort, and Song Hui had nothing to do, sobbing in the desperate atmosphere, she wrapped her arms and legs with plastic wrap one by one.Bu Chonghua also stared at whether she had wrapped it tightly enough, whether there was any gap left, and told him from time to time: "Don't save the plastic wrap, yes, wrap it here two more times."

"He's afraid that the plastic wrap will wear out and the rope will get on you," Wu Yu comforted him kindly.

Song Hui hadn't had time to feel a little bit of comfort, but Bu Chonghua said in surprise: "What? I'm afraid that the DNA on the evidence will be contaminated if it touches her."

Song Hui: "......"

However, Song Hui's fear of being on the hot search is a little lighter, and she has already rushed out crying and complaining to the inspection team.

"Yes, don't be so stiff, relax, the victim didn't have rigor at that time." Bu Chonghua tied her knees together quickly, wrapped her knees together with wires, stood up, looked around, and raised his hands He pulled Wu Yu over: "Look at this wire."

Song Hui rested her forehead on her knees, looked at her numb thighs and said, "No, thank you."

Wu Yu took a closer look, and instantly noticed something strange——

In the posture of the victim being bound in the body bag, combined with the body shape and leg circumference, the discolored parts of the wires are all unified on the left side of the body, neatly attached to the inside of the body bag.

That is to say, this part of the wires did not change color after being used, but was discolored due to friction caused by the body lying on the left side touching the inside of the body bag during the process of throwing the body!

"Hurry up and untie the wire from her body!" Wu Yu blurted out in an instant, and the unbelievable Song Hui hadn't had time to be moved, she just heard him say: "Just find out how long it takes for the wire to rub against the body bag before it fades to this extent , we can know how long the murderer walked to the place where the body was dumped, and we can hope to find the murder scene!"

"..." Song Hui, who was tied up, struggled desperately: "Is there anyone who cares about my hope for humanity?!"

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Half an hour later, Wang Jiuling rushed into the office in a hurry, and saw Bu Chonghua, Wu Yu, Song Hui, Xiaogui forensic doctor, and Liao Gang who had just returned sweating from rummaging through 10 large trash cans... Several people formed a circle, Each person has a wire and a woven bag in their hands, and each head is rubbed vigorously. There are several test lines scattered on the ground with different colors after rubbing, and they are marked with different words: "Rubbing vigorously for 30 minutes", "Rubbing lightly for 15 minutes", "Moderate rubbing for [-] minutes"... The whole office was full of brainwashing cha cha cha, cha cha cha.

"Don't rub it! The comparison is out!" Wang Jiuling took a breath excitedly, caught off guard by inhaling the weird smell of rotting corpse garbage and rubber friction, but the blowout adrenaline made him completely unconcerned: "Light friction for 25 minutes The faded color of the last wire is the closest to that of the corpse-binding wire, and a 25-minute ride from the Beidao village landfill, there is indeed an urban-rural village of about [-] households!"

Bu Chonghua looked up: "What's your name?"

"Little Beizhuang!"

Everyone got up suddenly, and Bu Chonghua walked out: "Notify the patrol police in the jurisdiction, bring the police of the sub-bureau, and set off to search the village immediately!"

Red and blue police lights were flying under the sky, and the screaming sirens were all turned off one kilometer away from the destination. After a short while, groups surrounded this dilapidated and dilapidated Xiaobeizhuang in the wilderness.The doors of the police cars were slammed one after another, chaotic footsteps surrounded the outer edge of the village, and there was an endless stream of exclamations and screams.

"Police!" "Don't run around!" "Please cooperate and assist in the search!"

"Go back to each house, don't panic! I'm not here to check the temporary residence permit!" Cai Lin grabbed a woman holding a child, held up a photo of Chen Yuanliang and asked loudly: "Have you seen this person? Do you have any impression? Have you seen it?!"

The woman kept shaking her head in tears: "I haven't seen it before, don't drive us away, I won't go to the shelter..."

"We didn't drive you to the shelter. We are criminal police! Do you know that the criminal police don't care about this? Hey, you can't hug your newborn child like this..." Cai Lin was yelling loudly when his phone rang suddenly: "Hello? Zhang Xiaoli Why don't you use a walkie-talkie, you fucking left your gear in the car again, didn't you?!"

I don't know what was said on the phone, Cai Lin jumped up three seconds later, and hurriedly said: "Boss! Boss!"

Bu Chonghua stood in front of the police car and turned around, only to see Cai Lin holding up his mobile phone, and burst out three words: "Found it."

Bang!

The wooden door was kicked open, and Bu Chonghua took the lead to enter with a gun. The muzzle of the gun was swept around, and wires, scissors, woven bags, bleach, waste paper, etc. were scattered on the floor of the partitioned room of five or six square meters. , because the windows are closed in the summer, there is a sour and indescribable smell.

"..." Bu Chonghua breathed out, put away the police gun, and gestured backwards.

"Call Xiankan here. It's here."

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*** "Delineate the Radius of Disposal Distance by Wire Color Change" is based on a real murder case in March 2001, Zhuhai where the murder was committed, and Zhaoqing where the corpse was disposed of. Supervisor, hereby mark ***