Lu Junchi and Su Hui went downstairs and returned to the car. Lu Junchi turned his head and asked Su Hui, "Do you think Moonlight will have anything to do with our current case of Xisha?"
Su Hui looked ahead and said softly, "There is not much evidence yet..."
Everything is his speculation, just like a game in a labyrinth. Most people can't get it right the first time.
He must measure at any time to ensure that the direction will not be biased.
Lu Junchi continued to ask: "Do we need to spend more effort to find the moonlight?"
Su Hui stretched out his fingers and rubbed his eyebrows: "Wait for this case to end, the time is too tight now."
Lu Jun said lately: "Okay, after the Xisha case is over..."
The purpose of their line is to ask Yueguang about his inference results in the Xisha case, and to let Yueguang help solve the current case. Since Yueguang is not there, they need to take their eyes back, return to the case in front of them, and solve the difficult problems left by Song Lanen.
Su Hui nodded and leaned on the seat a little tiredly. He looked out the window. The outside was blurry, and he could vaguely see that the street lights and neon lights kept changing colors in the middle of the night.
Everyone has everyone's destiny, Moonlight is not here for six months.
Before solving the puzzle left by the moonlight, if you rush to find it now, even if you use human and material resources, it may have little effect.
Two years later, Moonlight may have long been no longer the person he was familiar with at that time. He may have evolved, been assimilated by the darkness, and has become a dangerous person, so rashly looking for them may be crises and traps waiting for them.
It is also possible that Moonlight left that environment and degenerated into an ordinary person. Then maybe he just left home and wanted to change his environment, maybe he just said goodbye to the landlord after he went on a trip.
It is also possible that he is still like the profiler who was originally under Yu Yan, still guarding his inner concepts and paying attention to the darkness.
On the bright side, Moonlight is smart enough that maybe he can discern the danger in his life and leave early. At worst, he may have encountered an unexpected silence in a corner of the world.
Whatever the outcome, it will take time and manpower to track down.
Although Moonlight is not a good person in the traditional sense, he was also a policeman and a profiler after all. He is a bit biased, rebellious, and anti-traditional. But Su Hui is not sure whether he will become a complete bad guy.
Just as he doesn't know the truth of the past case, he also doesn't know whether Yueguang is an enemy or a friend now.
Since Moonlight left a book for him and carefully concealed the information, there should be some clues in it.
When I got home in the evening, it was past eight o'clock. Su Hui changed his clothes and went to take a shower.
Lu Junchi packed up a few clothes and put them in his backpack. In the next two days, his subordinates might stay overnight near the headquarters. As a leader, he always had to lead the way and prepare actively for battle.
In the middle of the night, Lu Junchi said to Su Hui, "The new director of the General Administration has just approved Song Lan'en's arrest warrant, and instructed all the criminal investigation teams and all sub-bureaus to take this case as a recent major case to guard against. The next few days may be busy, I may have to live at the General Administration. You are a consultant and you are not in good health. If you want to go home and rest, I will arrange for someone to pick you up. "
Su replied: "It doesn't need to be so special. If you live there, open a room for me too." He said this and looked sideways at Lu Junchi, "If you don't need to avoid suspicion, you can also live together."
"In order to discuss the case with Consultant Su overnight, it is naturally more convenient to have a room." Lu Jun said immediately.
Su Hui looked at the information in front of him: "Moonlight is not here. I want to stay up late at night to review the analysis. I hope to be able to distinguish Song Lan'en's associates clearly."
Right now, the most urgent thing is the case of Xisha. They must try their best to find this man and his accomplices.
He originally wanted to take a shortcut and find a helper, but now that Moonlight is not around, he can only review all the facts by himself.
Lu Junchi asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?" He walked over and touched Su Hui's forehead habitually. The temperature is normal now, but he is worried about him. It seems that every time he stays up late, he will have a fever.
Su Hui asked, "Has Song Lanen's information been compiled?"
Lu Junchi: "Qiao Ze is doing a summary."
"If you're done, send me a copy too." Su Hui said, and handed the book of poems that he got from Yueguang to Lu Junchi, "Let's look through this book of poems first, maybe there is some information in it, which can help you understand. The situation we're in now helps."
Lu Junchi took the collection of poems and started to look at it. He had seen a lot of case materials, but the current collection of poems was something he had never read before. He looked over it carefully to make sure there were no creases on each page. Is there some markup.
The thickness of the poetry collection is very thick, but the line spacing is very wide, and the number of words is small. In about two hours, he read it back and forth.
Lu Junchi found one of the pages, probably pressed the spine of the book while reading, and it was always easy to turn to.
Su Hui also sat there motionless for two hours, and finally raised his head and rubbed his temples. His eyesight was poor, and he felt a little dizzy just halfway through the analysis.
"Let's rest for a while." Lu Jun hurriedly went to warm up a glass of milk for him, "How's it going?"
Su Hui took it over: "I have classified the previous cases according to different people, and I can basically determine the case number corresponding to each person." Then he took a sip of milk, "Where are you? Did you find anything? ?"
Lu Junchi reported truthfully: "It's just that one page has a deep crease."
Su replied, "Can you read the above to me?"
He can't focus on the case of fine sand all the time, and the efficiency will be slowed down instead.
Lu Junchi opened it, and it was the 372 pages of the book, "Fire" by the Spanish poet Aleksandre. He lowered his eyebrows and read to Su Hui:
"All fires have passion.
Light is lonely!
You see how pure fire rises until it licks into the sky.
At the same time, all birds.
Fly for it, don't scorch us!
But what about people? Never pay attention.
Not bound by you.
Man, the fire is here.
Light, light is innocent.
People: Never been born. "
This poem is not long, Lu Junchi read it again, his voice is nice and slightly magnetic.
The poem is somewhat obscure, this is a poem about man and fire.
Su Hui concentrates, drinking the milk one by one. He has seen this poem before, but it was not too touched at that time. When I hear it again at this time, I have some insights in my heart, but most of those are just fragments, not enough Let him decipher the puzzle.
Lu Junchi closed the poetry collection and asked, "Do you think it is possible, what information is contained in this poem?"
After drinking the milk, Su Hui rested his chin with his fingers and said, "In the knowledge of many scholars, flames are the origin of everything. Arsonists are one of the manifestations of anti-social personality. Flames represent strength, evil, and evil. Rebellion, destruction, death, and in some stories, fire is a symbol of Satan…”
In the blink of an eye, his eyes were hazy, and he looked out into the darkness outside the window, as if he was penetrating time and space to have a dialogue with Yao Fei.
In the past two years, Yao Fei has been out of the police force. He is more free, and at the same time can act in secret, and can do things that the police can't do.
Su Hui asked, "How many pages is this poem on?"
Lu Jun said lately, "372."
Su Hui had no impression of this number, and it seemed that the answer was not hidden in it.
His eyes narrowed slightly and he recalled: "When I was at the General Administration, I knew that there was a case that Moonlight had been obsessed with, and wanted to find out the truth."
At that time, the profiling team had the privilege to report cases that felt problematic at the end of the year and apply for a re-examination of the case.
At that time, Moonlight always reported one of the cases, even though he received the same instructions each time.
But he never gave up and never gave up.
Lu Junchi asked, "What case?"
Su Hui's eyelashes lightly blinked, and he looked at Lu Junchi beside him. He didn't know if it was his illusion. He always felt that Lu Junchi's appearance was somewhat similar to that person. , maybe face shape...
So much so that when he talks to him, he sometimes thinks of that person.
"The case of Yu Yan's death."
"Yu Yan's case... Isn't the murderer already dead?" Lu Junchi frowned.
That case happened before he came to Huadu. He had also read the dossier, but he could not see any clues in it.
Su Yuan folded his hands and folded his slender fingers together: "Most people think so, but Yao Fei has always insisted that he thinks Yu Yan was murdered by someone, and that person is just a top-crime killer."
Lu Jun frowned tightly: "What do you think?"
Su replied: "I didn't experience this at the time, and I can't confirm why Yu Yan was killed."
"In the case of Yu Yan's death, there were eyewitnesses. The murderer died quickly without leaving any testimony. Regarding the follow-up investigation and clues, there was no evidence. The leaders naturally ignored it and only regarded everything as his imagination."
The murderer was sentenced to several years because of Yu Yan's relationship, and he seemed to have a legitimate reason to kill Yu Yan.
If there really is someone behind the scenes, how did he manipulate the murderer to kill, and why did he have to smoke to death.
Yueguang has been requesting this case to be re-investigated, and the number of times has been regarded as unreasonable by all the leaders.
Lu Jun said lately: "Actually, there is one thing I didn't tell you. Yu Yan and I still have a relationship. He is my mother's brother."
It was the first time that Su Hui heard about this. He was a little surprised, but he didn't know what to say for a while. He just finished talking about Yu Yan's case and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."
Lu Junchi said: "It's fine, many people in the General Bureau don't know about it, and you don't have any malicious intentions. After I came to the General Bureau, I read his file, but I didn't find too many doubts." He paused when he said this. For a moment, "Moonlight's real name, Yao Fei... I always think this name sounds familiar."
Su Hui asked, "You know him too?"
Lu Junchi thought for a moment: "My uncle seems to have sponsored several poor students back then, and this name seems to be one of them..."
Su Hui understood: "No wonder he acts a bit extreme, but he has always respected the teacher very much."
Lu Jun hummed, "I'll check again when I'm free in the future."
After the chat was over, Su Hui coughed a few times and handed the empty milk cup to Lu Junchi: "I still need to study the archives for a while. Tonight, I hope to sort out some basic information."
Lu Jun said lately, "No matter what time it is, I will accompany you."
Su Hui was still wondering if he wanted to persuade him to go to sleep, but when he heard this sentence, his heart warmed.
He looked down at the file in his hand, and he seemed to be getting closer and closer to the truth.
In the middle of the night, on the street corner in the south of Huadu City, even though it was late at night, there was still a lot of traffic here.
There were four people sitting in a barbecue shop on the street, with a row of finished beers and a pile of iron tongs placed at random.
They are like four ordinary people at a party, but they seem to be completely different in age and identity.
Among the four people, one was a well-maintained middle-aged woman, an elderly man in his fifties, a young man with long hair, and a man with peach blossom eyes who was smoking.
"I really miss that past time. That time was my happiest time, so I've been looking for you for the past two years... Now to celebrate your return to freedom, I've been hoarding materials for a long time, we This time, let's commemorate the big one." Among the four, the eldest old man opened his mouth and said, he had drunk too much wine and was a little bit inarticulate.
The long-haired young man sitting in the corner had already pulled up his hair at this time, held the wine glass in his hand, and smiled lightly.
If you pay attention to social news, you will find that the young man in front of you is Song Lan'en, a Class A wanted criminal that was just released by the police.
But people on the street didn't seem to think of this, they just regarded these people as ordinary people in their lives.
"Oh, if I didn't persevere in looking for you, and I was lucky, I wouldn't have found you at all. Why didn't you kill that woman earlier, or find a way to inform us, so that you can recover your freedom?" It's too big to say things like that with impunity.
In his opinion, such an escape plan is quite laborious, time-consuming and labor-intensive.
The woman on the side glared at him, made a silent motion, and then said, "You talk too much, the old nature has other plans."
"Isn't it going well now?" Song Lanen said and took a sip of beer, "Although it's a little troublesome."
The old man asked in a hoarse voice: "Boss, I have saved so many materials for you. How many days will it take to make fireworks this time?"
Song Lanen stretched out his hand and compared three words.
"Okay, that's three days later." The old man became excited.
The man who had been silent for a while took a puff of cigarette and opened a pair of peach blossom eyes. He exhaled a smoke ring, patted the woman beside him on the shoulder, and leaned in her ear and said, "You have to be bolder this time, don't It's a waste to set off fireworks."
The woman was struck by her thoughts and snorted, as if she couldn't stand the smell of smoke on the table, and turned her head to the side.
People in most cities have fallen asleep, unaware of the impending danger.
Three days, three more days, three days later, maybe the whole city will be in hell.