Hearing these two important clues, Fang Yuanhang got goosebumps, "Sha Chun can kill people? How dare you seal a person with cement? In June, the Folk Music Club moved from the old building to the new one. During that time When Sha Chun was relatively free, she would…”
Fang Yuanhang took a sigh of relief, "The last time we saw a performance by a Chinese band, what we saw was already a murderer! Master..."
Mingshu knew what Fang Yuanhang wanted to say.
He noticed Sha Chun at that time, but not because he smelled the murder case on Sha Chun, but as a layman who knew nothing about music, he was attracted by the aura shown by Sha Chun when he played the guzheng.
"Wu Zhen is not necessarily killed by Sha Chun himself." Xiao Yu'an said: "Sodium cyanide poisoning is not the same as strangulation. The strangulation must be done by others. There is a significant difference in forensic science between suicide and strangulation. Sodium cyanide poisoning is different from strangulation. It doesn't have to be fed into the mouth by someone else. However, it is only Sha Chun who is responsible for Wu Zhen's "aftermath". The time of Sha Chun's death can be determined, but on Sunday, Wu Zhen's autopsy alone is difficult to determine. , but Xiao Zhou insisted that it was between the 21st and the 22nd."
Zhou Yuan nodded, "Yeah!"
"I think so too, Saturday and Sunday are both days off, and the time of their death sends a message." Xiao Yu'an said: "They lived through Monday to Friday, but failed to survive Saturday and Sunday— They fail to have rest days, they don't have rest days."
This is exactly Zhou Yuan's judgment, and the little man who has always been introverted couldn't help but excitedly said: "Two meanings - work hard, treat rest days as working days, so there are no rest days; if you die on weekends, there are no rest days! "
"This is a ritual in terms of time." Xiao Yu'an added: "These two cases also show a progressive feature. Team Ming will analyze it in detail."
Mingshu took over the words, "Sha Chun died in the performing arts group, there are two possible reasons, one is that it is in a semi-development zone and is restricted by objective factors, which is not conducive to the police investigation, and the other is that Sha Chun may have thoughts of making colleagues feel uneasy. , even if Qu Xing didn't do that, people in the folk music club would still be afraid. But looking at Wu Zhen, he chose the vocational school only because it was remote. I haven't found out that he has any idea of revenge with death. Wu Zhen's friends The circle is too narrow, and I almost cut off contact with the people in my hometown in Xinchuan Town. All the works were handed over to Liuguang, and Liuguang went to communicate with the outside film and television company. Wu Zhen himself stayed in his small room for many years. There are very few people. As for the cement corpse... "
Fang Yuanhang raised his hand, "Master, I have an idea."
Mingshu turned his eyes, "Well, you said."
"You said that one of Sha Chun's reasons for choosing the performing arts group was to make colleagues uneasy. This is Sha Chun's revenge against those colleagues who had bullied her. I think Wu Zhen's behavior actually has revenge elements, and revenge has a wider scope." Fang Yuanhang said: "Cement sealing the corpse, don't you think this sounds very infiltrating? Is he taking revenge on the society in this way?"
Mingshu thought about it for a while, then smiled: "My brain is getting smarter and brighter."
Fang Yuanhang said: "In the previous cases of corpse sealing in cement, all the murderers tried to hide the facts of the crime and obstructed the police from solving the case. In this case, Wu Zhen himself is half the murderer, and there is no need for him to hide the facts of the crime."
"Wu Zhen was poisoned by sodium cyanide. Only by sealing his corpse with cement can people think that he was killed at a glance. It may be used to mislead us, but there is another possibility." Mingshu said: "Wu Zhen was killed. Zhen's appeal is 'immortality'. No one cares about his work, but his body can be 'immortal' in cement."
"The corpse enclosed in cement will also rot." As a forensic doctor, Xing Mu was particularly sincere about such details. After speaking, he secretly glanced at Mingshu. Seeing that Mingshu was looking at him, he quickly retracted his head.
"I know." Mingshu is not forensic blindness, and this kind of common sense does not need Xing Mu's point at all, "I mean, Wu Zhen thinks that he can achieve 'immortality' in this way."
Yi Fei said: "Don't speculate about the intention of the cement to seal the corpse. No matter how much we discuss, it is actually 'Schrödinger's cement'. Two people who know the truth are dead, who knows whether they want 'immortality' or revenge Society, or just wants to create the illusion of homicide. Now the most important thing is to find the person who helped Sha Chun's suicide. If this person is Sha Chun's 'similar', is TA looking for someone to help TA's 'suicide'? If Our analysis is close to the truth, and it's a desperate domino."
Xiao Yu'an said: "Not only do we need to find this person related to Sha Chun's death, but we also need to go forward and find the person Wu Zhen killed."
The conference room was immediately quiet, Fang Yuanhang whispered: "Yes, if Wu Zhen is not the 'source', then there must be a desperate 'suicide' in front of him, before this 'suicide', there may be, there is still in front of him …”
Yi Fei sighed, "Don't have any more."
Mingshu looked at Xiao Yu'an, "Xiao Bureau, are you sure that Wu Zhen is not the 'source'?"
Xiao Yu'an said, "I'm not sure."
The team members whispered.
"Wu Zhen is 40 years old. Judging from his experience from childhood to adulthood, he has endured far more than Sha Chun, and it is not surprising that any extreme and distorted ideas arise from it. Books on ethics, psychology, and crime, he may be the 'source'." Xiao Yuan paused and added: "But it cannot be ruled out that he was influenced by others. As I said just now, the two cases are progressive. The Performing Arts Group is a good place to commit crimes, but the pond is by no means a good place to hide corpses. Sha Chun was buried there, hoping to be discovered as soon as possible. This is very different from the Wu Zhen case.”
Mingshu said: "That is to say, if Wu Zhen also helped kill someone, would this person hide deeper? It's harder for us to find out?"
Xu Chun had already rushed back from Xinchuan Town, and whispered to Xiao Man beside him, "This is difficult to handle. The longer the murder case drags on, the harder it will be to investigate."
Xiao Man was about to nod when he was called by Xiao Yuan.
"Wu Zhen's fourth notebook has not been used up. In that notebook, the handwriting has changed significantly. Has Xiao Xiao identified the approximate time?"
Xiao Man quickly stood up, "I checked Wu Zhen's work, and compared to the contents of the notebook, the handwriting changed significantly around December last year."
"Wu Zhen's transformation and stopped writing film and television scripts was in September last year." Mingshu said, "Wu Zhen's director said that although Wu Zhen's income has increased after the transformation, he is not happy and is still very depressed."
Xiao Yu'an said: "This time period should focus on investigation. If Wu Zhen was influenced by others, it is very likely during this time period. In addition, Yuanhang's worries just now are much more than enough."
Fang Yuanhang raised his head suddenly, "Huh?"
"My thoughts are the same as those of Xiao Bureau." Mingshu sat upright, "A domino is one falling down, and another one will fall one after another. But is it so easy to kill? Dominos are similar to each other, but people are ever-changing individuals. They have different thoughts and different demands. Wu Zhen's body was hidden for more than two months without being found, which is the result of the combined effect of many factors. Don't forget, Wu Zhen and Sha Chun both have demands. If there is no appeal, they can completely Suicide. Another point is that there are many people who have worked hard for many years but have not achieved anything. You can turn them into their own 'similars', let them kill themselves, and then be killed by the next 'similar', which is very unlikely So although theoretically there can be countless people in front of Wu Zhen, I don't believe that there are really countless people in front of him. Our current investigation direction is enough to be divided into two large pieces, one is Wu Zhen and the other is Sha Chun ."
After Mingshu finished speaking, he glanced at Xiao Yuan, and Xiao Yuan nodded slightly.
Mingshu added: "Although Sha Chun's circle of friends is wider than Wu Zhen's, it's not much wider. The people she can contact are either colleagues from the entertainment group, or teachers and students of 'Jianjia Bailu'. This 'similar' It must be because of these two groups. As for Wu Zhen, as I said earlier, we should focus on investigating Wu Zhen's whereabouts and people he came into contact with in December last year. Also, although sodium cyanide is common, it is not casual. It can be obtained by one person. Where did Wu Zhen get it himself? Or did the 'card' in front of him leave it to him?"
This is equivalent to drawing out two clear lines. Fang Yuanhang wrote "swoosh" in his notebook, full of energy.
After the case was investigated to this point, the thick cloud finally cleared up a layer, and the bizarre doubts in the Sha Chun case and the Wu Zhen case finally had a logical explanation.
But like Yi Fei said, they are like desperate dominoes, the last struggle of the desperate.
The case analysis will be opened, which inevitably makes people feel heavy.
"Actually, there is a place where I've been stuck." The team members dispersed, only Mingshu and Xiao Yuan were left in the conference room, Mingshu supported his cheeks and said, "Let's not talk about before Wu Zhen and after Sha Chun, just talk about how Wu Zhen stared at him. Shangsha Chun? People from Liuguang said that Wu Zhen learned Guzheng to prepare for writing costume dramas in the future. After the transformation, Wu Zhen really made some money and had the capital to learn Guzheng. But I always thought it was too coincidental. Wu Zhen went to 'Jianjia' Bai Lu' only met Sha Chun's goal, or did you take Sha Chun as a target before going to 'Jianjia Bailu'? This causal relationship is very important."
"You have gone to the details again." Xiao Yu'an smiled, his tone was obviously different from that in the meeting just now, less majestic, more gentle, and even his lectures had a hint of connivance, "How many times have I told you, this kind of Habits have to be changed."
Mingshu was not convinced, "It's not wrong to focus on the details, the clues are hidden in the details, especially in a case like this, it's impossible to investigate without digging into the details."
"You need to find the right person to pick out the details." Xiao Yuan said, "Like you noticed Qu Xing's hand or Sha Chun's refrigerator, these are the details worth picking."
Ming Shu pursed his lips. In his opinion, the communication process between Wu Zhen and Sha Chun was also a detail worth studying.
"But what you were entangled in just now, no matter how much you entangle, it is meaningless." Before Mingshu could refute, Xiao Yuan said: "Because both parties are dead, Yi Fei said that the cement corpse was 'Schrödinger's cement', but in fact you The detail I want to capture is also 'Schrödinger's meeting'. Your apprentice is obviously influenced by you."
Mingshu said "um", "Fang Yuanhang thinks too much, it's better than not thinking about it. Young detectives are afraid of being dull-headed and waiting for others to give clues."
"Yes, Fang Yuanhang is fine with the details. But you can't." Xiao Yu'an said sternly: "You are the leader of the serious crime team, you have to grasp the overall situation of the investigation. For details like this, let your little apprentice go. Think, the more he thinks, the better, but if you spend too much thought on this kind of detail, it's unnecessary."
Mingshu patted his forehead and spat out for a long time, "This is a fucking 'double standard'!"
Xiao Yuan laughed, "There are no people who don't have 'double standards'."
Mingshu squinted, "Really? For example?"
Xiao Yu'an said, "I think your brain is moving too fast."
Mingshu pretended to be stupid, "What? I just let you give an example."
"Take you as an example?" Xiao Yuan sighed, "Don't you just want to hear me praise you?"
Mingshu was honest this time, "Then you brag."
Xiao Yuan moved his finger, "Come here."
Mingshu hurried over, but he didn't hear any good words, and he didn't ask for a kiss. Instead, his cheek was pulled.
"You!" Although the cheeks were not pinched, Mingshu didn't expect Xiao Yu'an to play with himself at this time, "It's too much, Xiao Bureau."
Xiao Yuan packed up the things on the table, rubbed Mingshu's head briefly, and said with a smile, "Go ahead with the case."
Mingshu turned around, "Xiao Ju, why are you going?"
"There is something." Xiao Yu'an said.
"What's the matter?" From the point of view of a subordinate, it is inappropriate for Mingshu to ask this, but from the point of view of his family, especially his spouse, it is too normal for Mingshu to ask.
Xiao Yuan smiled, "There will be a dinner party later."
"Yo!" Mingshu raised his eyebrows, "The case is still deadlocked, so your Buddha is thinking about the dinner? Come on, tell the subordinates who are still struggling on the front line of the investigation, which monkey belonged to? Dinner?"
Fang Yuanhang's lighter landed in the conference room, and he hurried back to get it. When he rushed to the door, he heard his master question which monkey's dinner his immediate boss was going to go to, and hurriedly braked.
Xiao Yu'an said, "It's Bureau Li."
Fang Yuanhang: "Pfft—"
Mingshu leaned forward, "Who's at the door?"
Fang Yuanhang knew that he couldn't hide, and showed half of his body, "Master, Bureau Xiao, it's me, but I didn't hear anything."
Mingshu threw the lighter on the table, "Don't talk nonsense."
Fang Yuanhang nodded hurriedly, "You said that Bureau Li is a monkey, and I'm going to rot in my stomach."
Mingshu: "…"
Xiao Yu'an was too lazy to play tricks with the master and apprentice. He first patted Mingshu's shoulder, and then patted Yuanhang's shoulder below. He left without leaving a word.
Fang Yuanhang waited for half a minute, "Master, what does Xiao Bureau mean?"
Ming Shu walked to the office of the serious crime team, "What do you mean?"
"Officer Xiao... he slipped away without saying a word!"
"Who said he had to say a word to get away?"
Fang Yuanhang swallowed, "You said just now that Bureau Li is a monkey."
Mingshu's eyelids jumped, "Isn't it all rotten in my stomach? Why did it pop out again?"
"No!" Fang Yuanhang said, "Master, when did your relationship with Bureau Xiao become so good? You can call Bureau Li a monkey behind your back!"
Mingshu stopped and stared at Fang Yuan.
Fang Yuanhang said, "I understand Teacher Xing a little bit now."
Xing Mu regards his leadership as a flood of beasts, he will not provoke him if he can.
"Because you are all inexplicable leaders." Fang Yuanhang concluded.
Mingshu was about to scold "Go away" when he heard a movement from downstairs.
"Ming team, what about Ming team?"
The person heard the sound before he arrived, and Mingshu heard it. The person who came was Lin Jiao, the deputy director of the Psychological Research Center of the Municipal Bureau.
The Psychological Research Center is a new department that was officially established a few years ago. Before its establishment, there was no full-time psychological consultant in the bureau. When some cases needed the assistance of psychologists, they could only cooperate with a few professional institutions in the city. Most of the time, they are happy to cooperate, but in the end they are different units with different positions, and problems will inevitably arise when facing difficult murder cases.
The emergence of the Psychological Research Center has helped the front-line police, especially the criminal police and special police.
Lin Jiao is a young talent at the center, not many years older than Mingshu, and has a good relationship with the serious crime team. After Xu Yin was brought back by Yi Fei, he was sent to Lin Jiao.
"Mr. Lin." Mingshu stood by the stairs, "Is something wrong?"
Lin Jiao never wears a police uniform, nor a doctor's uniform. When the weather is hot, he has a shirt and trousers, and when the weather is cold, he has a suit coat. He looks quite elite.
"The Xu Yin you sent ran away." Lin Jiao said.
"What?" Mingshu frowned, the Psychological Research Center and the SWAT team are in the same building, and there is a distance from the Criminal Investigation Bureau, "Why did she run away?"
"Don't worry, I've already found it." Lin Jiao said before Mingshu asked, "But that little girl is completely uncooperative, she must see you."
Mingshu knew that Xu Yin's psychological problems were very serious, but at this time he couldn't get away to talk to Xu Yin at all. Besides, he is a criminal policeman. Although he has been exposed to criminal psychology research, his professionalism is far less than that of experts from research centers such as Lin Jiao.
"Where do I have time now?" Mingshu said.
Lin Jiao said calmly, "Xu Yin said she found a corpse before she smelled the corpse odor of the vocational school."
"Fuck!" Fang Yuanhang said, "No way?"
"Team Ming, Xu Yin ran out of the center today just to find you." Lin Jiao said, "She didn't want to tell me too much, she just wanted to tell you."
Fang Yuanhang looked at Mingshu, "Master?"
Ming Shu thought about it, "Tell Yi Fei, I will go to the center and come back soon."
Although the Psychological Research Center is in the SWAT team, its style is completely different from that of the SWAT team, and it is too quiet.
Lin Jiao held the doorknob in his right hand and whispered, "She's inside. If you need me anywhere, you can just call."
Before opening the door, Mingshu thought that the curtains were tightly closed and the light was weak. After all, many people with mental problems did not like to stay in the light.
The truth is, the room was bright and bright, Xu Yin was sitting on the carpet, looking at him with a pair of big eyes with a smile.
Xu Yin is actually very cute, but when he thinks that this girl likes the smell of corpses and is keen to play the game of finding corpses, Mingshu feels a chill down his spine.
"You're here." Xu Yin stood up and trotted to Mingshu.
Mingshu lowered his head, looked directly at the girl's slightly pale eyes, and asked for a moment, "Mr. Lin said you have something to say to me?"
Xu Yin nodded.
Mingshu said patiently, "What's the matter?"
Xu Yin laughed again, even in this extremely bright room, the laughter was a bit permeating.
After laughing, she said in a childish voice, "I can see ghosts."