The serious crime team is still busy, especially since a major case has just been solved, and there is still a lot of finishing work to be done.
Xia Mingxi's desk was piled up on a hill, and the others were not free, so they were burying their heads in sorting documents one by one.
Lu Jun came back from the meeting late, knocked on Qu Ming's desk, and called him out of the office.
The two walked back and forth into the small conference room on the side.
Qu Ming couldn't figure out why his immediate leader was suddenly so serious, and the old fox was very uneasy.
Lu Junchi didn't sit, but leaned against the table and asked him with his arms folded, "Old Qu, you were from the third criminal investigation team, right? Do you know more about the fine sand bombing case?"
Qu Ming stood opposite Lu Junchi. He was well informed and heard that there was a bomb on a car all the way last night.
Many people speculated that this might be Xisha's imitator, and Lu Junchi probably asked him about it.
Qu Ming said, "I was involved in the early investigation of the Xisha case. On the day of the final operation, I was on vacation and didn't participate, but I knew a little more than the outside world."
The fine sand case was put on two years ago, so that no one dared to say much.
But now, time has made most people forget about it.
Back then, the General Administration was a task force established on the basis of the three teams to investigate the bombing, which lasted for nearly half a year.
Qu Ming still remembered that those were the most difficult months in his police career. The entire team was under high pressure, restlessly tracking down a ghostly murderer. In the end, even the captain was killed in this case.
That day, Qu Ming really felt that he had escaped the catastrophe and passed by the god of death.
Lu Junchi had done an investigation back then and knew a little about the case. Xisha was a serial murderer who had placed explosives in the city many times.
In the first few times, some colored fine sand was found at the explosion site, and he got the code for this.
The EOD experts from the SWAT team came over and analyzed it for them. The reason that fine sand was left at the scene was because the murderer used sand as an insulating layer in the bomb. So after the explosion, there will be fine sand left at the scene.
At that time, the task force set up mainly by the Criminal Police Team 3 was dedicated to tracking down the criminal, but Xisha's technology became more and more skilled, and it became more and more incomprehensible.
The police increased their manpower and decided to catch the bomber no matter what, but when they found the murderer, it was also a tragedy.
A building was set in flames, several police officers were injured, and the suspect was also killed in the explosion.
This incident has become a disgrace to the entire Huadu police community, and it is also a case that everyone in the General Administration has tacitly kept silent about.
Lu Junchi asked Qu Ming, "Is the behavior analysis team involved in this case?"
Qu Ming sighed: "Of course. For a long time, there were not many clues left by the fine sand. Chang Yu, the third captain at that time, turned to the behavior analysis team for help, but many of the evidences at that time were not empirical..."
Hearing this, Lu Jun frowned.
Two years ago, when the behavior analysis group was at its most brilliant, the leaders had high hopes for this department, and the criminal police were extremely reliant on profiled case analysis. In the opinion of people in the General Administration, profiling is magical and almost omnipotent.
Some support it and some oppose it.
Under such circumstances, everyone is paying attention to the behavior analysis team's every move. The poet also complained to him that he was under a lot of pressure and that there were endless cases, and many of them could not be solved by profiling alone.
Later, Lu Junchi remembered that Su Hui once told him that he was very repulsive of profiling without evidence. Moreover, he repeatedly emphasized that the analysis must be carried out in combination with the evidence and the actual situation...
Qu Ming continued: "...In the beginning, the behavior analysis team gave two profiles based on the characteristics of the crime, one for the moonlight and one for the poet. The profiles of the two people pointed in different directions. They've been arguing..."
"On the day of the accident, the explosion happened in a restaurant, and a wedding banquet was being held at the time. The behavior analysis team gave the specific location, mobilized the police, and the bomb exploded, causing the collapse of the building and the restaurant. Many police officers were killed in the operation, and many people were killed, seriously injured, and disappeared."
The bombing that year was very tragic, and the list of dead and missing was not determined until long after the event.
"Captain Lu... Others, then it's not official news." Qu Ming hesitated for a moment, remembering that Lu Junchi had rescued him before, and he treated him well for so long, so he said, "Captain Lu, about this case and behavior As for the situation of the analysis group, I still know some rumors, but the rumors are not necessarily true. You also know that due to the anonymity protection of the behavior analysis group, a lot of information is forbidden to discuss. These things are out of my mouth, in yours Er, out of this door, everyone just pretended that they didn't say anything."
Lu Jun said lately, "Don't worry."
Qu Ming said: "When the Xisha case exploded, Yueguang had already left the police station. The poet completed the final profile. On the day of the operation, the poet released the profile results, and the police officers caught the suspect. , the bomb exploded just at this time. Although a small number of people were evacuated at that time, it failed to prevent this tragedy from happening." He bowed his head when he said this, "So personally, I don't know how to comment on this incident. thing."
Lu Jun frowned, digesting the news.
He didn't think there was a problem with the poet's approach. If the poet did not profile, the murderer might have fled, and the Xisha case might have continued, and more people would have died.
The profile of the poet has always been obvious to all. His accuracy rate is very high. No one can guarantee that it is always correct, and no one can understand the puzzle at the first time. The explosion will be discovered at that time, and the poet may also be unguarded. .
In dealing with this case, the poet's inadequacy may be that the murderer was not found earlier this time, and the tragedy was not prevented.
Lu Junchi thought so in his heart, but he knew very well what some people would think.
Among the city bureaus, there are not a few people who oppose criminal psychology profiling, and many people remain skeptical about the accuracy of the profiling and the consequences of the profiling. Those malicious speculations might think that the profiling was the reason for the failure of the operation, that the poet lured those people to death.
Moonlight leaves, the poet disappears, and the profile is questioned.
Maybe that's why the behavioral analysis group disbanded.
But this was not caused by the poet, much less his original intention.
Lu Jun frowned for a moment and thought for a while. He still had some questions that he couldn't understand. If Su Hui was a poet, was he injured in that action? Why wasn't Su Hui's name on the list of injured people at that time
Is it because of special protection? Or is it possible that the list they saw externally at the time was itself processed
Bureau Tan undoubtedly knows some facts. If Su Hui is a poet, if it is really a poet, it will cause serious consequences. He definitely won't let Su Hui come back to be a consultant for the major crime team.
It's just that the situation in the middle of the matter is unclear, and it seems that he is even more difficult to ask Su Hui about it in person...
Lu Junchi was a little strange about one thing Qu Ming mentioned, and continued to ask him, "Why did Yueguang leave?"
Qu Ming said: "I don't know the specifics. There is a saying that he didn't get along with the poet, so he left the police force."
As the two of them were talking, someone knocked on the door of the conference room.
Lu Jun hurriedly turned around and opened the door, only to see Qiao Ze standing at the door and said, "Captain Lu, a case has occurred in Shuanghua District, and the serious crime team needs to call the police."
Lu Jun didn't expect the new case to come so quickly, he went back to the office, ordered Qiao Ze and Zheng Bai to follow, and asked Xia Mingxi and Lao Qu to continue the case copy work together.
Hearing that there was a new case, Su Hui also took the initiative to stand up with a cane.
The group of four went downstairs, but Lu Junchi was still driving.
Before ten o'clock in the morning, the cars on the road had begun to gradually decrease.
Qiao Ze sat in the back seat, seized the time, held the computer, and introduced the situation first: "The police in this case are from the Seventh Precinct. After they received the report, they rushed to an abandoned factory building. It was the body of a man who had been soaked for a long time and found in an iron barrel of oil."
Zheng Baiqi said: "This case sounds quite ordinary. What's so strange? Why did you inform us so quickly?"
Lu Junchi held the steering wheel and said, "Qiao Ze hasn't finished the case yet."
Generally, when the sub-bureau receives a case, no matter how fast the process is, it will take an hour before they are notified, and it is difficult to see the first scene where the body was thrown. The case was notified so quickly, it must have been expedited.
Expedited major cases may not have only one body.
Sure enough, Qiao Ze continued: "That's because the criminal police of the sub-bureau found another corpse barrel soaked with oil not far from the body, and there was also a male corpse in it."
"The double barrel oil corpse case?" Zheng Bo was finally surprised, "This time it doesn't sound easy."
Before, Su Hui had been looking out the window sideways.
Hearing them say this, he finally couldn't help but raised his head and said, "There is no simple murder case in this world..."
Then he explained again. "Whether it is one corpse or two corpses, as long as the person is dead, the motive and process of the crime will be different in each case, plus the gender, character, age of the perpetrator. The age of the crime, family, education, Religion, and other factors, as well as first-time offenders, repeat offenders, repeat offenders, intentional, negligent, organized, joint crime… There are no simple words to discuss.”
There are no simple cases, only the self-righteous simplicity of the judges.
And their job is to explore the relationships and secrets hidden behind those cases.
Hearing Su Hui mention this, Lu Junchi suddenly remembered something, and he replied softly, "There are various reasons for the murder, and even through a knife edge, a trace can reflect a person's life, and many people mistakenly think that the case is simple and ordinary. , in fact, because I only saw the symptoms of the case, but did not understand the people who were entangled behind the case, their experiences, and the stories behind them. Among them, the most elusive thing is human psychology. …”
This is the theory that the poet and Lu Junchi said back then, and he has long memorized it.
In contrast, the poet's voice is more pleasant, but Su Hui's voice is more hoarse.
The two voices spanned time and space, as if they overlapped for a moment.
Although sometimes Su Hui's theory is contrary to the poet's, some theories are surprisingly consistent.
Lu Junchi often felt a trance when Su Hui spoke, it was a sense of deja vu, and this feeling was especially strong now that he began to suspect that Su Hui might be a poet.
Su Hui heard his words and felt a little familiar. He felt that Lu Junchi seemed to have said what he wanted to say, but he was stunned for a while.
Lu Jun looked at Su Hui's silence for a while, wondering if his test of his identity was too abrupt.
At this point in the discussion, the air instantly froze. There were four people sitting in the car, but it was so quiet that I could hear the slightest ventilation sound from the car air conditioner.
The two bosses suddenly stopped talking, and the two subordinates sitting in the back seat were stunned.
Zheng Bo was used to joking with Qiao Ze, and he was just casually chatting, but he didn't expect to lead to these long speeches.
It was Qiao Ze who reacted first, "That, that, I think what Mr. Su and Captain Lu said are very reasonable. I will write it down now, and I will recite it every day when I go back!"
Zheng Bai followed suit: "Boss, I was wrong. I won't complain about the simplicity of the case in the future. Every case is a murder case. I must take it very seriously... I'll say it again, you will fail the assessment at the end of the year."
Su Hui just woke up like a dream, and gave a low hum.
Fortunately, everyone didn't feel embarrassed for too long, and the scene of throwing the corpse arrived soon.
They walked outside the factory building, and in the distance, a yellow and white cordon had been drawn.
This is an old and small factory building with only one floor. Most of the windows were broken. Even the roof of the building was covered with bluish-yellow weeds, and the ground was full of bricks and rubble.
Lu Jun walked in front, walking through the grass in front of the factory door, the ground clucked, he was afraid that Su Hui would fall, so he turned around and stretched out his hand to support him, Su Hui's eyes were hazy. After being held by Lu Junchi's hand, he walked much more steadily. Lu Jun walked very slowly, and carefully pulled Consultant Su over.
A small policeman greeted them and introduced them to the specific situation.
This abandoned factory suddenly had a new lock before, and someone who was picking up rubbish nearby saw that there was an oil barrel in the corner of the wall inside. He smelled the smell of oil, so he wanted to steal the oil. A corpse was soaked under the oil, so frightened, the police hurriedly called the police.
When the police searched the scene, they found another male body in an abandoned small farm that was less than 100 meters apart not far away. That's why the serious crime team was called.
Lu Junchi asked Qiao Ze and Zheng Bai to go to the other side of the scene, and dragged Su Hui into the factory building. The environment here was dilapidated, and sunlight poured in from the broken windows.
The oil barrel was very large, more than half a person's height, and more than one meter in diameter. Because the lid of the oil barrel was opened, there was a strong smell of oil in the house. Su Hui was choked and coughed a few times, covering his mouth and nose. A small forensic doctor came over and handed them masks and gloves.
The rust-stained oil barrel looked a little cautious from a distance. Some of the oil in it had been scooped out. Through the translucent yellow viscous liquid, you could see the feet peeking out from below. The head dashed down the corpse of the man who was curled up.
"Army!" Some evidence raised his head and reminded them, "There is oil here, so the people below you should be careful, there can be no open flames."
Lu Jun said lately, "Don't worry, none of our team smokers."
Some forensic doctors are already changing their clothes and preparing to salvage the corpse. In order to be careful not to set fire, they need to wear cotton clothes and rubber shoes, and they cannot wear metal objects.
Various photos were taken, and the corpse was quickly salvaged and placed on the canvas. Because it was soaked in oil, the corpse was well preserved, the decay was not serious, and the smell was not as bad as a normal corpse.