The office of the deputy director of the Criminal Investigation Bureau is different from the office area of the serious crime team. It is quiet and tidy, and every item is placed where it should be. But next to the single-colored folder, there are actually three novels that are out of tune with the surrounding environment.
The cover patterns of these three novels are weird and the design is very strong. No wonder Mingshu noticed it as soon as he entered the door.
"Officer Xiao, are you looking for me?" During working hours, even though the door was closed, Ming Shu still pretended to be.
He has been working with Xiao Yuan for a while, but in the city bureau, he never took the initiative to find Xiao Yuan, nor did he participate in any small talk related to Xiao Yuan. When he mentioned Xiao Yuan, he was an alienated "Xiao Bureau". So far, no one has found him and Xiao Yuan. Relationship.
"Sit down." Xiao Yuan pointed to the position opposite the desk, "How's Luo Xiangfu's case going?"
Mingshu dragged the chair away, his eyes stayed on the three novels, and found that the word "heart of the tomb" was written on the cover of the top one.
"Officer Xiao, are you reading Tomb Heart's novel?"
Xiao Yu'an glanced at him, "I've been in contact with Lu Kun several times. He didn't have mental problems when he committed the crime, but now it's obvious that he has serious mental problems."
This is clearly experienced.
At Shuhan Cafe, he confronted Lu Kun himself. At that time, Lu Kun's state could be said to be insane. After killing two people in a row, he became completely excited. Later in the precinct, Lu Kun fell into a depression after madness, and his emotions were relatively close to normal people in several stages. Later, when Lu Kun linked his actions to the novels he had read, and thought he was instigated by the heart of the tomb, he went "crazy".
Objectively speaking, this is falling into the trap of self-consciousness. Under the temptation of getting rid of sin, I continue to convince myself that I am not wrong, I just listened to other people’s words, and it is not me who is the most wicked person.
This is not uncommon in criminal investigations.
"Lu Kun mentions the heart of the tomb in almost every sentence. I have seen his interrogation records in the sub-bureau, and there is a turning point in this." Xiao Yu'an said: "On July 6, after Luo Xiangfu's body was found, It was only then that Lu Kun began to insist that he was seduced by the heart of the tomb."
Mingshu: "Could it be that someone instilled something into Lu Kun at this point in time?"
"I suspected it too." Xiao Yuan nodded, "So I checked the police officer in the Beicheng Branch who was responsible for solving this case."
Mingshu raised his eyes sharply, "What did you find out?"
"There is actually no problem with the interrogation process, but the social impact of this case is bad, and the emotions of some police officers are affected, especially the young police officers who are inexperienced, and the police officers whose children are the same age as the two victims." Xiao Yu'an said: " In front of Lu Kun, a female recorder mentioned a saying in society that the murderer was influenced by extremist thoughts. After that, Lu Kun's rhetoric suddenly changed, pulling out the heart of the tomb."
Mingshu pondered and said, "His reaction was quick."
Xiao Yu'an: "Yes. In this way, the tomb heart is a cover. But from the perspective of not letting go of any clues, I think the novel of the tomb heart may give us some hints."
Mingshu picked up a book, "shosh" and flipped through the pages, his eyelids twitched, "Boss, do you want to read novels by yourself?"
"If I just want to watch it for entertainment, I won't watch it here." Xiao Yuan got up, "Drink some water?"
Mingshu pouted and brought a clean and bright glass over, "I'll just drink yours."
Although the two have already established a relationship, their living habits are quite different, such as reading books and drinking water—
Mingshu has never liked to read books since he was a child, but Xiao Yuan can hold a book and read it from morning to night, and he covers a wide range of fields, such as classics and popular novels in the market;
Mingshu likes flavored water, whether it's tea, coffee, or mixed beverages, they must have a hint of flavor before they can drink it, but Xiao Yuan drinks boiled water all the year round, and only makes a pot of clear tea when there are guests.
However, Mingshu is also very "flexible". If Xiao Yuan asked him to read, even if he was unwilling to read, he could still read it bitterly; if there was Xiao Yuan's cup in front of him, even if it contained white water, the white water would still swallow.
The Yingwuming team, who is principled in everything, doesn't follow principles very much when they are with an older lover, and even puts themselves in the position of the younger brother, shamelessly acting like a coquettish and shameless.
Mingshu held the cup and sipped, "The Beicheng Branch has already checked Lu Kun from beginning to end, and we have also dug up his online movements in the last year, and he has never had contact with unidentified people. However, what he said about 'bewitching' is just reading the novel of the tomb, which cannot be used as a basis in a criminal case."
Xiao Yuan nodded, "I know. But Lu Kun's situation can actually be further investigated."
"Huh?" Mingshu leaned forward and put his hands on the edge of the table.
The gesture made him look like a serious student.
And Xiao Yuan is the personable teacher who is teaching.
"His so-called 'bewitching' is not criminally established, but it may be true that he was influenced by such books." Xiao Yu'an said, "Imagine if there is another person with a similar mental state, who reads under certain extreme conditions. To a certain sentence in the book, will the tragedy of the cafe be repeated?"
Mingshu remembered an eyewitness named "She Qun".
She Qun said that Lu Kun was reading a book with the words "Some people deserve to die" on the cover.
In crime novels, there are usually very strong extreme emotions. This sentence is only an expression, but it is not impossible to generate psychological hints.
After being silent for half a minute, Mingshu shook his head, "This is just a very special case. There is nothing wrong with the book itself, but Lu Kun is the fault. Just like many parents now accuse games of making their children addicted to games. This view is fundamental It doesn't make sense, because it's not the game itself that is at fault."
"Of course there is nothing wrong with the book. Do you think I intend to pursue the responsibility of the tomb's heart?" Xiao Yu'an said, "Although Lu Kun is only an example, this kind of case should not be ignored. A normal suspect, then maybe there is something in the book for our reference."
Mingshu immediately came to the spirit, "What did you find?"
Xiao Yu'an remained indifferent, "Not yet."
Mingshu rested his chin on his arm, not at all like the sharp and decisive master in Fang Yuanhang's eyes, "I thought you called me here to find a breakthrough."
"I always believe that when something suddenly appears, there must be a reason for it. Lu Kun suddenly changed his rhetoric and moved a writer out. The most likely reason is to change the focus. You might as well check it out." Xiao Yu'an said: "Sometimes a clue may seem useless, but when it is finally necessary to connect, maybe this useless clue will become the key."
Mingshu calmed down and nodded, "I will arrange for someone to investigate the tomb. Brother, the case of Lu Kun will be put aside for now. I have a guess about Luo Xiangfu's case."
Xiao Yu'an was serious, "I asked you to come, just to hear your understanding of Luo Xiangfu's case."
"I don't have enough evidence to support this guess yet-" Mingshu stood up and paced around the desk in a small area, "It may be his only hobby that caused Luo Xiangfu's death, street photography."
Xiao Yu'an leaned back on the back of the chair, folded his hands on his stomach, his eyes shot out from his deep eyes, with an encouraging meaning.
"The murderer should not be anyone that Luo Xiangfu is familiar with. If it is, TA must have been exposed in our round of intensive investigation." Mingshu continued: "Xing Mu and I have inferred the murderer from the murder weapon, drug use, and beating situation before. It's a woman, which I admit is a bit arbitrary, but now it seems more and more likely that the killer is a woman."
Xiao Yu'an didn't express any opinion, just nodded properly.
"Luo Xiangfu took pictures for two years, and Wen Yao was the most troublesome time. I just met Wen Yao. How can I put it, she dislikes Luo Xiangfu very much. Harassment by the elderly." Mingshu said: "But her hatred has not yet accumulated to the level of a crime, she is looking for an opportunity to vent consciously or unintentionally. From this perspective, she is a person who can balance negative emotions, she can do it Guiding public opinion, but not killing people in person."
Xiao Yuan said: "The one who killed Luo Xiangfu may have been hurt more than she and hated Luo Xiangfu more."
"Yes!" Mingshu squeezed his fist, "But this person is very hidden. Luo Xiangfu may not know her at all, so it is very difficult to investigate."
After a moment of silence, Xiao Yuan suddenly said, "This is a relatively conventional way of thinking. Have you ever thought of an extreme way of thinking?"
Mingshu stood still, "Extreme?"
Xiao Yuan pointed his index finger on the book in the heart of the tomb, "Some people deserve to die."
Mingshu opened his eyes, "Brother?"
"This is a common view in the tomb heart book, and it is also a popular view on the Internet." Xiao Yu'an said: "I have acquaintances on the TV station, and I asked them for the original interview records of Lu Kun's program, and more than one of them thought that , those children who were killed deserved to die."
Mingshu pulled back the chair and sat down slowly.
"Are these people really hurt by noisy children and have to kill them?" Xiao Yuan shook his head, "I can't see it."
"Deformed hatred?" Mingshu hesitated at first, then winked, "Yes, it is deformed hatred!"
"Noisy children and old people forcibly taking pictures, these two groups seem to be completely different, but they both have similar social impacts." Xiao Yu'an said, "Since many people think that noisy children deserve to die, killing them is for the sake of If the people are harmed, there will also be people who think that killing the old man who forcibly took pictures is a 'righteous act' - this has no necessary connection with whether the TA is harmed or not."
Mingshu put his hands on his cheeks, "In this way, the investigation will be even more difficult. Anyone with a twisted mind, if they hate street shooting of old people, may do something to Luo Xiangfu... oops!"
"What?" Xiao Yuan asked.
"If the facts are what we think, then Luo Xiangfu must not be the only target of the murderer! TA will commit crimes!"
"Indeed. In other words, TA had already killed others before killing Luo Xiangfu."
Mingshu shook his right leg unconsciously, and his face was not very good-looking, "If you want to investigate, you can only start from the old cases of the accumulated case group, or investigate the missing persons. But this is equivalent to looking for a needle in a haystack."
At this time, the sun had set in the west, and the golden sunlight came in from the window, dyeing the fine dust in the room into a beautiful gold leaf powder.
Xiao Yu'an said, "It's almost time."
Ming Shu was obviously still immersed in the case, "What time?"
"You don't need to work overtime today, the off-duty time has passed." Xiao Yuan got up and closed the unfolded documents.
"No..." Mingshu was puzzled, "You let me off work?"
"You grew up here?"
"The case hasn't been solved yet."
Xiao Yu'an asked in a warm voice, "After you became the leader of the serious crime team, did you never sleep when you encountered a case, and didn't go home until you solved it?"
Mingshu thinks about it, it really is.
Xiao Yuan added: "If there is no case, you will be late and leave early, not doing your job properly."
"I didn't!" Mingshu retorted angrily, "The case transferred to the serious crime team is not easy. I've been working tirelessly to solve the case. Shouldn't I take a nap after the case is solved?"
"I didn't say you shouldn't." Xiao Yuan had already walked around half of the desk and walked to Mingshu. The two sat and stood one at a time, and the height difference was obvious. Xiao Yuan stretched out his right hand and rubbed it on top of Mingshu's head very casually.
"Hey..." Mingshu sighed comfortably, not minding that his hair was messed up.
"The case is solved, but don't take your own body seriously." Xiao Yu'an said: "The case has been investigated to this point. You can't solve it by staying up all night in the bureau, understand?"
Mingshu has been a criminal policeman for many years, so the reason is naturally clear. But in the past, he couldn't go home not only because he was in a hurry to solve the case, but also because the long-distance relationship was like a single person, and he was alone when he came home. I don't know how to cook, so I can only order takeout, and I have to think about the case after eating. In this way, it is better not to go home, eat in the cafeteria, live in the office, build a bed in the serious crime unit, sleep when you are sleepy, save time and effort, and not think about miscellaneous things because you are at home alone.
"Machine also needs maintenance, not to mention people? When you have enough rest, your brain will turn faster." Xiao Yuan pressed Mingshu's shoulder, "Don't rely on it, pack it up, and come to me at night."
Mingshu jumped up, "I went to your place to... do 'homework'?"
Xiao Yu'an flicked his index finger between his eyebrows, "Jin Lan came here yesterday and put a pile of medicinal herbs and a chicken in my place, and told me to stew it for you."
Xiao Jinlan is Xiao Yu'an's older sister. Before she got married, she loved Mingshu very much. She regarded Mingshu as a family member early on.
Mingshu's lack of family affection was made up for in the Xiao family.
There was no camera in the office, so Mingshu simply wrapped his arms around Xiao Yu'an's waist, "That's enough to make up for the appetite, will you make up for the rest?"
Xiao Yuan smiled, "You have the final say."