In the cold light of the private room, Yuan Ai was hugging and kissing a woman in her twenties. The woman was sitting on his lap, wearing a long purple dress with a graceful figure. A man in a tuxedo was playing the piano in the private room. The music was melodious, and it surrounded the small audience like a gentle spring.
Yuan Ai did not notice that a stranger was walking in from the door. He only took the medicine brought by his companion not long ago, and now he is excited, only the beauty in his arms is in his eyes. Zhao Mu called him a few times, but he didn't hear him. In the end, the woman struggled to push him away and said nervously, "Xiao Ai, okay, it seems that someone is looking for you."
Yuan Ai turned around impatiently, and his eyes fell on Yi Fei after a moment of wandering.
He squinted for a long time, as if focusing, and finally spit out a sentence: "Who the fuck are you? Going to Lao Tzu's place to find trouble?"
Zhou Lan whispered, "Police?"
Yuan Ai was shocked, and the drug addiction seemed to have dissipated.
Yi Fei's gaze swept across the faces of the group of underage "kuo young", one by one, and the students outside the school met, and sighed in his heart, "Take your personal belongings and come out with me."
Yuan Ai suddenly pushed the woman onto the sofa, stood up menacingly, and rushed forward, wanting to give Yi Fei a blow.
"You fucking…"
Before he finished speaking, his hands were already cut behind by Yi Fei.
"Let go of me!" Yuan Ai struggled uncontrollably, "What the hell is your name? Show me the documents!"
Seeing Yuan Ai being captured, Zhao Mu and Zhou Lan made a phone call, and the other quietly stuffed the rest of the medicine powder into the coffee table drawer.
Yi Fei saw it all, and said sternly, "Don't make small moves!"
Several other team members have rushed in and controlled everyone in the private room.
From the clubhouse to the Criminal Investigation Bureau, Yi Fei re-looked at the student's information—
Yuan Ai, 18 years old, his parents are in the real estate business, his family background is excellent, and his grades are at the bottom of the grade;
Zhou Lan, 17 years old, his parents are divorced, his father is the director of the hospital, his family is superior, and his grades are poor;
Zhao Mu, 17 years old, his parents are in the pharmaceutical business, his family background is superior, and his grades are poor;
Wang Hongye, 17 years old, his parents are in business, his family background is ordinary, and his grades are in the middle class.
Meng Yi, 17, whose parents work in state-owned enterprises, is in a similar situation to Wang Hongye.
There is no doubt that this is a small group with Yuan Ai as its core.
"Why do you arrest me!" Yuan Ai was very uncomfortable with the bright lights in the inquiry room. He rubbed his eyes several times and glared at Yi Fei fiercely.
18 years old, already an adult. Yuan Ai is tall, 1.85 meters tall, and has a strong body. It can be seen that he exercises regularly. He raised his chin and roared in a hoarse voice. If he hadn't been afraid of the detective in front of him, his fist would have greeted him.
"With this package." Yi Fei picked up a transparent evidence bag, which contained the medicinal powder hidden by Zhou Lan.
Yuan Ai's expression froze, and his momentum suddenly became decadent.
"Sit down." Yi Fei said, "I have other things to ask you."
Yuan Ai's eyes began to dodge, "What, what's the matter?"
Yi Fei said, "How much do you know about your classmate Xiang Haoming?"
"Xiang Haoming?" Yuan Ai's reaction was not small, and his eyes were full of contempt. "Ask him what? That dead poor ghost."
"Dead poor ghost?" Yi Fei said, "What else?"
Yuan Ai said impatiently: "No, if you want to know about Xiang Haoming, then it's over to find Xiang Haoming? He and I are not from the same world, and I haven't said a few words to him."
Yifei tapped his index finger on the table.
For a moment, Yuan Ai was startled, "Fuck, something happened to Xiang Haoming, right?"
Yi Fei said, "You don't know?"
"What the hell do I know?" Yuan Ai's face showed some inexplicable panic, "He... has something really happened?"
"Where were you in the early morning of the first day of the new year?" Yi Fei asked, "Who are you with?"
Yuan Ai shouted, "What the hell happened?"
Yi Fei stared at him, "Xiang Haoming was killed."
Yuan Ai was stunned for two seconds before reacting: "What..."
"So you think I killed Xiang Haoming?" Zhao Mu glared at the detective, "Why? Just because of my bad grades?"
Zhou Lan was relatively calm, "Xiang Haoming is dead? I don't know, it's none of my business. You have found the wrong person."
Meng Yi kept his head down and his voice was very low, "It's not me, I'm not familiar with Xiang Haoming. Please don't inform my parents, they are the ones taking the medicine, I didn't touch them at all! If my dad knew about me and them Mixing together, yes, will kill me!"
Wang Hongye seemed to be the only one among the five who knew about Xiang Haoming's murder. His mood was very low, "What a pity, I can't think of anyone who would kill him."
When Yi Fei came out of the interrogation room, the technical investigators had already completed the inspection of the powder—it was an improved traditional hallucinogen, and people would feel a short-lived mental pleasure after taking it.
And Zhou Lan had already explained that the powder was bought from the dealer by himself. Except for Meng Yi, all four of them had smoked it.
"Detain first." Yi Fei said to Xu Chun, "When Xiang Haoming was killed, Yuan Ai, Zhou Lan, and Zhao Mu claimed to be riding motorcycles on the mountain road in the urban-rural junction of Dongcheng District. The proof of their alibi is not sufficient."
"Walking on a motorcycle during the New Year's Eve?" Xu Chun frowned, "These bastards really have ideas."
Yi Fei leaned against the wall with his arms folded, "Wang Hongye and Meng Yi are sidekicks, and these two spend New Year's Eve with their families. Yuan Ai usually takes them with him, but he also took them with him today for 'taking medicine', but he didn't when he was riding a motorcycle. Notify them. I always feel like something is wrong."
Dongcheng District, Lantian New Street.
The heater was on in the car, but Wen Chaolong was still shaking.
"You guys came to me to get to know Xiang Haoming?" He looked at the rearview mirror defensively, where he met Mingshu's sight.
For a moment, he had already looked away.
Mingshu said, "You already know that Xiang Haoming has an accident?"
Wen Chaolong nodded slightly, "I heard."
Mingshu asked, "Who do you listen to?"
"They." Wen Chaolong added after finishing speaking: "My classmates said that Teacher Jiang also called me and said that if the police find them, they must cooperate."
Mingshu nodded and asked a seemingly irrelevant question: "It's so late, where are you going alone?"
Wen Chaolong pursed his lips, "Internet cafe."
Mingshu said, "Because of a conflict with the parents?"
Hearing this, Wen Chaolong's mood suddenly changed, "What does this have to do with you? If you want to get to know Xiang Haoming with me, I will tell. If you want to inquire about other things, I don't think I have an obligation to cooperate with you. "
"As far as I know, like Xiang Haoming, you got into the first grade based on your high school entrance examination results, but you didn't get into the experimental class." Mingshu kept staring at the rearview mirror as he spoke, "From the first year of high school to the second year of high school, you And Xiang Haoming's ranking is relatively stable, he is first, you are second."
There were clear masseter muscles on Wen Chaolong's cheeks, and the lines of his neck became stiff. Anger, unwillingness, and jealousy burst into his emotions almost instantly.
"The next question I'm going to ask may make you feel offended," Mingshu said. "But I have to ask."
Wen Chaolong took a deep breath, "Do you suspect that Xiang Haoming's death is related to me? You want to ask where I was when he died. Is there anyone who can prove it for me?"
Mingshu said, "So, where are you?"
"I'm reading at home." Wen Chaolong's eyes had turned red, his hands formed fists, pressing tightly on his legs.
"your family… "
"My mother was playing cards at the lead's house, and I was at home alone. I ate leftovers from noon in the evening. I did the quiz at 10 o'clock, and then went out for a run."
Mingshu said, "Running?"
"Is it weird to run?" Wen Chaolong chuckled lightly, "I also want to spend the Spring Festival. There is a shopping mall four kilometers away from my home. There is a fireworks show there. I... I want to go see it."
Mingshu suddenly thought of Xiang Haoming.
On New Year's Eve, Xiang Haoming was also doing quizzes at home alone, and he left home suddenly in the middle of it, either to breathe a sigh of relief or to escape from the depressed home, the mood at that time might be the same as that of Wen Chaolong.
"I understand that you doubt me." Wen Chaolong shook his head bitterly, "I fucking doubt myself! My family is similar to Xiang Haoming, we are both poor, and our parents are useless. Apart from me and Xiang Hao in our class Ming, there are two other people who are admitted, all of them are rich second-generation! One day's expenses are worth our food expenses for a week or a month. Our class is not an experimental class, and there is only one bursary place per semester. Xiang Haoming always On my head, he is the first in the class, and the bursary goes to him. I have thought more than once that it would be better without him, if he…”
After a moment of silence, Wen Chaolong said, "It would be great if he died!"
Mingshu frowned, calmly analyzing Wen Chaolong at this time.
"But I didn't kill him." Wen Chaolong leaned back in the chair and snorted mockingly, "I am an ordinary person. I have countless hatreds in my heart, and it is useless to hate me. And lowly mother, hate Xiang Haoming, hate the rich people in the class, I want to kill everyone. But I don't have the courage."
Saying that, Wen Chaolong clasped his head in his hands, "If only I could not be so ordinary, if I were smarter, I would be able to surpass Xiang Haoming, and maybe even squeeze into the experimental class. kill my mother."
After a long silence, Xiao Yuan started the car.
"Is it alright to go to the city bureau for a while?" Xiao Yuan asked.
Wen Chaolong looked at the detective who had never spoken, shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't need to go home, I'm relieved."
Everyone in the serious crime team was busy, Yi Fei handed a tablet to Mingshu, "The inquiry records are all there."
Mingshu took a look, "Are they still taking drugs?"
Yi Fei said: "Yeah, low-addiction hallucinogens. Of the five students, two have a clear alibi, and the other three have good family conditions, but their parents are busy with work and neglect discipline."
Mingshu watched for a while, his face darkened, "Wang Hongye and Meng Yi both said that Yuan Ai and Zhao Mu are violent."
"Yes." Yi Fei said, "These two are well-known bastard students, and they were almost punished for fighting in the first year of high school. Wang Hongye and Meng Yi followed them, on the one hand because they were rich, and on the other hand because Fear them. As for Zhou Lan, this student plays the role of a military advisor among the three."
"I am addicted to violence, have the habit of taking hallucinogens, and have many records of bullying classmates. There was no alibi when the incident occurred.
"Xu Chun has already gone to verify it." Yi Fei said, "But there may be some difficulties. There are relatively few surveillance at the urban-rural border, and I don't think it's easy to find witnesses."
Mingshu put down the tablet, "By the way, how do you feel when you meet them face to face?"
Investigating a case requires solid evidence, but even in the absence of evidence, experienced criminal police officers will make their own judgments after contacting a suspect.
This sounds very mysterious, and basically it cannot be taught to newcomers like a class, and can only be explored by oneself.
Every criminal policeman who has been in the company of serious crimes all the year round has a unique judgment mode.
"Yuan Ai and Zhao Mu are the ones with violent tendencies, but their reactions are relatively normal in my opinion." Yi Fei said, "None of them knew that Xiang Haoming had been killed, and the shock they showed was not bad." Moderately'."
Mingshu said, "Do you think Zhou Lan is strange?"
"What can I say, there is a kind of indifference about him that makes me feel uncomfortable." Yi Fei stopped, frowned and thought, "Xiang Haoming is also his classmate, he learned that Xiang Haoming was killed, Both the tone and the eyes are very cold, even with some mockery, that kind of reaction is like, like…”
The description that Yi Fei couldn't think of for a while was said by Mingshu, "It's like watching a bug being trampled to death indifferently."
Yi Fei said: "Yes! That's what it feels like! Zhou Lan is only 17 years old and a sophomore in high school, so he was able to watch the deaths of his classmates with a cold eye. I remember the summer vacation when I was admitted to the university and learned that my junior high school classmates died unexpectedly. , Although I haven't seen each other for more than a year, I was still stunned for a long time at that time, and when I went to the funeral home to see his body, it still felt unreal."
"Ordinary people's reactions are like this." Mingshu said, "Zhou Lan is worth noting."
"But Zhou Lan was with Yuan Ai and Zhao Mu at the time of the incident." Yi Fei said, "If Zhao Mu and Yuan Ai had nothing to do with Xiang Haoming's death, logically, he shouldn't be suspected."
Mingshu picked up a marker, walked over to the whiteboard, and quickly wrote down a few key names, "Xiang Lin still has no news, and Chen Hongbing has offended many people, but after your investigation, these people either do not have the ability to commit crimes, or There is an alibi. There is more than one murderer, and setting off firecrackers is an extremely cruel method. They know that firecrackers will be set off in Fanglong Alley on New Year's Eve. Although Xiang Haoming suddenly ran out on New Year's Eve, the murderer was not improvised. Attack Xiang Haoming. Now it is difficult to determine the motive of the murderer, maybe the pain of Xiang Haoming is their motive. "
Yi Fei said, "The murderer knew about Xiang Haoming, and Xiang Haoming probably drank their wine."
Ming Shu turned around, "I thought of a scene just now."
Yi Fei nodded, "If I were Xiang Haoming, I couldn't stand the oppression of Chen Hongbing, and secretly went out with the thought of letting go. If I met my classmates—male classmates, they asked me to play together, even if I didn't know each other very well. I'll be with them, too, and... take the wine from them."
Xiao Yu'an listened to the two's analysis, "Xiang Haoming has a not-so-obvious character trait - he has a low sense of presence in the class, and he is not good at socializing. He has a strong sense of rejection of his origin and parents. A sense of exclusion made him eager to integrate into the circle of wealthy children and escape from his original world. He appeared 'cold', not because he looked down on people with lower grades than him, but because when facing these people, he felt about his own family. self-abasement."
Mingshu closed the marker pen with a solemn expression, "The one who handed him the 'olive branch' on New Year's Eve was..."
The phone on the table rang, Mingshu picked it up, Fang Yuanhang shouted, "Master! I have found something here!"
Xicheng District, Kuansi Street fireworks sales point.
"I've been in business for decades, nothing else is good, but I have a good memory!" The boss Gong Qiangguo patted the list and said, "This one was bought by three students, I'm definitely not mistaken!"
Xiao Man asked, "Do you have surveillance here?"
"We are mobile stalls, and we only make money from the Spring Festival month. What kind of surveillance is there?" Gong Qiangguo said: "I didn't lie anyway, they bought so much, a total of 3,412 yuan, I saw them as young people and thought they were sure. It was a code scan, but they gave me cash directly. I said that who still uses cash these days, I can't make it up, and one of them said that I don't need to make it up."
Fang Yuanhang asked, "Did you see what kind of car they were driving?"
Gong Qiangguo shook his head, "Where can I see this, it's all people and cars, but 12 boxes is not a small number, they must have cars."
"You have a good memory, so do you still remember what they looked like?" Fang Yuanhang said.
Gong Qiangguo rubbed his hands together and thought for a long time, "Tsk, I have an impression. If you let them stand in front of me, I will definitely recognize them, but if you ask me to describe them, I can't tell."
Mingshu rushed to Kuansi Street without a second thought. This place belongs to the urban-rural junction of Xicheng District. Naturally, the monitoring and construction is not as good as that of the urban area.
"Master!" Fang Yuanhang raised his hand high, and as soon as he spoke, a cloud of white mist came out.
"It's hard work." Mingshu rarely praised his apprentice once, "Well done."
Fang Yuanhang took a sharp breath of cold air into his lungs and coughed one after another, "There is no surveillance near the boss's booth."
"It's not a big problem, I saw a camera at the east entrance when I came in just now." Mingshu said, "You and Xiao Man will immediately go to adjust the surveillance between 3:00 and 4:00 on the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, and the cars entering and leaving the point of sale during this time. , don't let one go."
Gong Qiangguo was invited to the police car, holding the tablet Mingshu gave him in his hand.
"It's not this, and this isn't either." Gong Qiangguo seriously looked at the single-person photos of the students in Class 17 of No. 1 High School, Wen Chaolong, Lai Cheng, Yuan Ai... Each photo was clicked to enlarge, and then crossed over until The 23rd student appeared.
Gong Qiangguo held the tablet closer, "Have him!"
The one in the photo is Zhou Lan.
"I remember him. He gave me the money, so I don't have to look for it." Gong Qiangguo said, "There is also a man and a woman."
Almost at the same time, Xu Chun finally found a video of Yuan Ai, Zhao Mu, and Zhou Lan driving a locomotive after a complicated surveillance search at the Beixiang police station in Dongcheng District.
At 10:20 on New Year's Eve, the three were resting by the roadside, and the camera clearly captured their faces.