In order not to cause trouble to Ji Jingxing, Song Yuhang moved back to his own home. Before Xiaowei recovered, Song's mother stayed there to take care of her. In this way, she lived alone, which was much safer for them.
As soon as Song Yuhang entered the door, her eyes were stung by the photo frame next to the portraits of her father and brother. She put down the thing and walked over to pick it up as if she wanted to break it, but she didn't make up her mind after all, her eyes slowly turned red, and she hugged her In his arms, he rubbed his cheek against her cold face.
After a long time, she put the photo frame upright and lit three sticks of incense to the smiling woman.
The bracelet placed in front of the incense table caught her attention, isn't this the one from her mother
Song Yuhang picked it up and rubbed it, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he put it back slowly.
During the three days of waiting for the notification, she was not idle, tidied up the room, and arranged the bedroom into a dark room similar to the attic of Lin Yan's villa.
The single bed was pushed to the innermost side, and a whiteboard for writing was nailed to a wall. The curtains were thickened with blackout cloth, which was convenient for cleaning photos in a dark environment and made her feel safe.
Except for the necessary tables, chairs and wardrobes, the bedroom was almost vacated for her, leaving only a few dolls that Lin Yan had hugged on the bed.
She sat in such a dark environment for a whole day, and when she was hungry, she ordered takeaway or took a few bites of instant noodles. Most of the time, she had no appetite, and the lunch box was placed on the ground without moving.
When I was in the hospital, the few pounds of meat I gained with great difficulty quickly fell back, and the whole person became thinner visible to the naked eye.
Song Yuhang added something to the whiteboard when she thought of it. After three days of sorting out her thoughts, the timeline on the whiteboard was clearly visible after three days.
The initial starting axis of this series of cases was the "Fenyang Wharf Dismembered Corpse Case" in 1994.
Victim: Chen Chunan.
Related person: Lin Yan.
Murderer: Unknown.
This "unknown" had a certain ability to commit crimes at that time. Lin Yan also said that dismembering a corpse is not killing a chicken, it requires a certain amount of physical fitness and skilled technology.
If "he" is a perverted murderer, the police have never received a similar report in the past fourteen years.
Song Yuhang stared at the photo without a head, lost in thought.
What hindered his murderous footsteps
A perverted killer would never easily give up killing as a way of "fun".
Unless he has some compelling reasons, to get married and have children? studies? Work? No time to take care of
After all, living in this world, eating is the problem that everyone needs to solve, and murderers are no exception.
With a pen in his hand, Song Yuhang rested his head on the whiteboard.
So why did this person kill a high school student with simple social relations and no grudges
On a whim or...
was silenced.
The hairs on her back stood on end.
Song Yuhang clenched his pen tightly. This is the most reasonable explanation she can think of so far, and it can also explain the various resistances she and Lin Yan encountered when investigating the case later.
Some people don't want this case to be revealed to the world.
Let's talk about falling into the sea.
The murderer obviously got the USB flash drive, but he wanted to kill them all, and "he" just trapped Lin Yan. "He" knew that she would drive that car, so there was only one goal from beginning to end.
That is to kill her.
Song Yuhang has been investigating the case for so many years, and there are countless people who have offended her openly and secretly, and countless people who want her to die, but there are still very few people who can calculate people's hearts for this reason.
Lin Yan is not a careless person, "he" can secretly tamper with the car in the dealership under Lin Yan's name, which shows that "he" at least knows Lin Yan.
Furthermore, Song's mother, Xiao Wei, and Ji Jingxing could be kidnapped accurately. Ji Jingxing was kidnapped while talking with her, and there was a violent contact. On the day of the accident, Song's mother and Xiaowei were visiting a temple fair, and there were many people. The whole family understands the law and has instilled in their children the idea of "don't go with strangers" since they were young. Therefore, Xiao Wei will not easily go with people she doesn't know. other people's attention.
According to Fang Xin, witnesses saw a man holding Xiao Wei in his arms, and Xiao Wei held a candied haws in his hand.
So Xiao Wei knows this person!
Lin Yan also knew it.
Maybe... She knows it too.
Song Yuhang hesitated, but wrote down a few names on the whiteboard and circled them with a red pen.
When she finished writing, the phone rang in the room. During her rest period, there were almost no calls on the phone, so she always felt a little inexplicable excitement when she heard the ringing.
By the time she hurriedly found the phone from under the bed, the other party had already hung up.
Song Yuhang opened it and saw that it was the number of the Municipal Bureau. He was a little bit disappointed, and called back. The other party told her to go to the bureau to pack her things, and the notice of post transfer had come down.
"Okay, I see." Song Yuhang hung up the phone, laughed at himself, got up and picked up the key to go out.
When she arrived at the bureau, she first went to the office to get the red-headed documents. Before she even read them, the news of her demotion and transfer had already spread like wildfire.
Duan Cheng: "Team Song, damn the human trafficker, I think you did the right thing, I want to kick him hard too, don't be sad, Director Feng also said that the transfer is only temporary, maybe at the grassroots level Come back after a while."
Fang Xin also wanted to speak: "Captain Song..."
Song Yuhang put his hands on the door frame and turned around with a smile: "I'm fine, let's go out first, let me pack things by myself."
A few people hesitated to speak, but they still retreated obediently.
Fang Xin pinched him as he walked: "It's all your fault, which pot doesn't open and which pot is lifted."
The office is not big, and there is nothing to clean up. She only took a few books on criminal investigation, a pen, two notebooks, and a laptop.
She looked around, as if she could still see the delicate forensic doctor pushing her down on the sofa, straddling her, and stretching out her hand to loosen her tie.
"Then Police Officer Song said, should I tie my hands, cover my mouth, or cover my eyes?"
Song Yuhang's eyes turned hot, in fact, what he wanted to take away the most were memories.
She turned around and went out the door with the cardboard box in her arms, and had to go to the technical investigation office.
Lin Yan's desk was actually cleaner than she had imagined, and the ID photo frames placed on the desk were polished and polished.
Seeing her coming, Duan Cheng put down what he was doing and ran over.
"Captain Song, we wipe Sister Lin's table every day, just thinking about—"
If only she could come back.
The corners of Song Yuhang's lips curled up, and his smile was a bit bitter: "Thank you."
"No, no, no, everyone is working together, let's help you clean up together." Fang Xin said, his eyes were red.
Zheng Chengrui also raised his head from the computer and looked at her.
"Go ahead, I'll do it myself."
Song Yuhang declined their kindness politely.
Duan Cheng still wanted to say something, Fang Xin led the people to the laboratory.
The huge technical investigation office suddenly became very quiet, even the sound of typing on the keyboard stopped.
Everyone tacitly gave her the space to remember Lin Yan alone.
Song Yuhang tidied up the messy books on her desk one by one and put them into a cardboard box, not even letting go of the post-it note attached to the computer, which had her handwriting on it.
Lin Yan always reminded himself of small things.
"Don't forget to put sugar in the coffee, it will be bitter."
"Go drink after get off work."
"A new hot pot restaurant has opened in the city center, let's eat it tomorrow."
…
And some gossip.
"On the first day of work, I met a crazy woman."
"What if the boss is a veteran cadre?"
"Song Yuhang is a big fool, hum!!!"
Followed by a series of angry small expressions.
Song Yuhang couldn't remember what made her angry, but looking at this line of words, she seemed to be frowning and stomping her feet in anger. Put it in the box.
After tidying up the desktop, she opened her drawer again, and the things in the drawer were much more fragmented than she imagined.
There were several medicine bottles, and she was heartbroken when she saw them, so she picked them up and put them in the box.
There are also some small hairpins, head flowers, leather ropes, coffee bags, facial masks...
These tiny and human-like things brought tears to her eyes almost instantly.
Song Yuhang picked them up one by one, not even letting go of the pins in the gaps in the drawers.
The drawer was pulled to the end, and a brocade box rolled down. She picked it up and opened it. It was the meritorious medal she gave to Lin Yan, but Lin Yan dismissed it.
It has been well preserved, without a trace of dust or bumps.
She touched the golden national emblem on it, tears rolled down, wiped it off with the back of her hand, sniffed and put it into the cardboard box.
Finally, he turned the photo frame on her desk upside down on the top.
Song Yuhang walked out holding the cardboard box.
The rest of the technical investigators stood up one after another.
"Team Song."
"Team Song."
"Team Song."
…
When she looked back, Duan Cheng raised her hand to her temple, and everyone else followed suit.
She turned around, stood at attention, holding the cardboard box in one hand, and said goodbye to them in the same way.
Duan Cheng's eyes were slightly hot: "Captain Song, we won't be working together anymore, can we have hot pot together?"
Fang Xin: "That's right. If Team Song didn't teach me hand in hand, my shooting level wouldn't improve so fast."
Zheng Chengrui: "Team Song, if you need help in the future, just let me know."
other people.
"Team Song, they are all in Jiangcheng City anyway, so we will get together more when you have free time, don't forget about us."
Song Yuhang smiled: "How come, thank you."
"Also, welcome to meet me for dinner at any time, we... are friends."
In any case, she will never forget the days of fighting hard with the technical detectives and living and dying with Lin Yan.
Song Yuhang went out with a cardboard box in his arms, never expecting to meet him in the corridor.
Zhao Junfeng should have come to guide the work of the Municipal Bureau. A large group of men and women surrounded him, and Feng Jianguo followed.
A group of people walked past her, Zhao Junfeng stopped.
Song Yuhang nodded slightly as a greeting, but unexpectedly he spoke suddenly.
"Let's all go eat and rest, and have a meeting in the big conference room on time at two o'clock in the afternoon."
Zhao Junfeng ordered, and the others scattered like birds and beasts.
Feng Jianguo glanced at Song Yuhang.
"Zhao Hall..."
Zhao Junfeng patted him on the shoulder: "I know, this is her own fault, don't blame you, go get busy."
Now that he has said so, Feng Jianguo can only leave for the time being.
There were many people on the other side, and it was difficult for Song Yuhang to compete with the leader, so he had to wait for everyone to finish before moving on.
Zhao Junfeng stopped him: "Why, now you don't say hello to Master?"
Song Yuhang turned around and said, "It's not convenient to salute with something in your hands. You are wearing a police uniform and you are in the city bureau. I should call you the director."
"Director." Thinking about these two words, Zhao Junfeng's cloudy eyes showed a little melancholy.
"Forget it, I know everything about you. This is the internal affairs of your Jiangcheng City Bureau, and I don't want to interfere. Don't worry, I will find an excuse to transfer you back after the limelight passes."
Song Yuhang lowered his head, staring at his leather shoes that were polished so that they could be seen.
"No, it's not like I haven't stayed at the grassroots level before."
She turned around to leave, Zhao Junfeng said again.
"I also know about Lin Yan, you..." He said a lot of sobering things when he mentioned Lin Yan in the provincial capital that day, and he probably didn't expect that she would really disappear one day.
"My condolences."
Condolences, sorrows again, everyone wants her to mourn.
But no one came to tell her, how to deal with this sorrow
Song Yuhang twitched the corners of his lips: "The murderer won't subdue the law all day, and I can't sleep or eat."
Zhao Junfeng was startled, she had gradually walked away.
When recalling her last sarcastic smile and the cold light in her eyes, the old man gradually tightened the corners of his lips, his expression indisputable.
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After being sent through the customs by the kind villagers, the woman traveled all the way northward, and was knocked unconscious by the people squatting nearby as soon as she got out of the train station.
Pei Jinhong didn't resist, and she couldn't resist with her current body, so she simply resigned to fate.
When I woke up, I was in a wooden house. There were birds chirping and insects outside the door. It should be in the suburbs.
Pei Jinhong turned over to make herself lie down more comfortably.
Not long after she lay down, the door creaked softly, and someone walked in.
She heard several voices arguing.
"You guys have to take me back to Burma."
"Why, this is our brother Wang's woman."
"I think it's better to kill him on the spot, who knows if he has taken refuge with the note."
…
The first person who spoke was standing with his back to her. He was tall and tall, wearing a camouflage jacket and combat boots, and his accent did not sound like a mainlander.
The second one is a man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.
Pei Jinhong narrowed his eyes slightly, and his information quickly came to mind.
Liu Zhi, Wang Qiang's number one thug, according to reliable information, has a little unclear meaning towards Pei Jinhong.
This person is available.
She quickly made a judgment in her heart.
The third person who spoke, she narrowed her eyes slightly to look at his face, and found that his name was not included in the known information.
Pei Jinhong's heart skipped a beat.
Hearing the tone of the voice, he clearly knew her, but she didn't know the other party, and she might reveal her secrets.
She had to come up with a countermeasure quickly.
Before she could think for too long, the door rang again.
"Brother Wang, Brother Wang."
Several people greeted them.
The man in camouflage also took a step back.
Wang Qiang gave a "hmm", and his subordinate handed over the cigar and struck a match.
He took it and took a few sips.
"How are you awake?"
These words were meant to be an inquiry, but the man in camouflage strode over and grabbed her by the hair and dragged her for a few meters, throwing her to the ground.
"Brother Wang asked you something."
Now Pei Jinhong has to wake up if she doesn't.
As soon as she woke up, her eyes were red and she was about to cry. She rushed over and hugged Wang Qiang's leg, trembling her lips and trembling all over, looking at the man in camouflage.
"Brother Wang, Brother Wang, save me! Someone is going to kill me!"
Her evasive attitude like a snake and a scorpion made the people on Wang Qiang's side suspicious.
Filled with righteous indignation, Liu Zhi pulled out the gun from his waist and loaded it.
"Who?! Whoever wants to kill sister-in-law, I will be the first to say no!"
Seeing that the people on their side took the lead, the subordinates of the man in camouflage were not to be outdone, they took out their weapons and pointed at each other.
The smell of gunpowder was in the air.
Pei Jinhong sobbed, watching the camouflaged man's face turn blue and white.
"Boss Wang is not going to turn against us because of a woman?"
Wang Qiang fiddled with the lighter up and down, and gently lifted her chin.
Pei Jinhong's face was still bruised, and the corners of her eyes were red, which made the beauty mole on her eyebrow more vivid.
She seemed thinner again, and her eyes filled with tears.
For some reason, Wang Qiang always looked at this face with an indescribable weirdness.
He lightly scratched the beauty spot with his fingernails, and rubbed it back and forth, as if confirming something.
According to the intelligence, not many people have seen Pei Jinhong's real face. Every time she appeared in front of her subordinates, she would wear a veil cap. The black veil covered most of her face.
That's why she has the opportunity to impersonate, but Wang Qiang is different, Wang Qiang is someone who has had skin-to-skin relationship with her.
She didn't believe that Pei Jinhong still wore a fucking veil when she went to bed.
This is the moment when life hangs by a thread, and it is also the moment when you die and live.
It all depends on how she convinces Wang Qiang that she is "Pei Jinhong". Similarly, as long as she gains Wang Qiang's trust, other people are not a problem.
The woman met his gaze, not avoiding it, her eyes were big and beautiful, full of sadness.
She is like a flower gradually blooming in his palm.
Pei Jinhong broke down in tears: "Brother Wang, I followed you when I was seventeen years old. At that time, you said that you would definitely give me a good life in the future and let me live a good life... I believed it, and I would do whatever you asked me to do. I also I don’t want to put you in the middle, I was attacked before I got off the boat after returning from northern Burma, and I don’t know who was trying to kill me,…”
As she spoke, she couldn't stop looking behind her.
"It may be black people, or it may be the police. It's impossible to say, but if it's the police, who leaked the news..."
"And who is so impatient to want my life?"
Pei Jinhong landed softly.
Wang Qiang's body shook violently.
She had wiped away her tears, threw herself at Liu Zhi's gun, and closed her eyes tightly.
"Brother Wang, Jinhong will repay your kindness in the next life!"
"Don't!" Wang Qiang still missed his old love after all, and dragged him back.
Pei Jinhong knelt on the ground and wept.
Wang Qiang helped the man up, and softly persuaded him: "Okay, you're always going to die or live, you've been with me for so long, just talk if you have something to say."
The crying woman in his arms rolled her eyes in secret, damn it, it only said that Pei Jinhong met him when she was seventeen in the information, but not what he said, what a blind cat meets a dead mouse up.
Could it be... This is the must-have quotation for a scumbag
The woman nodded inwardly, it seemed yes.
The short man next to Liu Zhi, who was the one who said he was going to kill her at the beginning, said in a strange way.
"Sister-in-law and elder brother have deep affection, but even so, it is difficult to get rid of the suspicion of taking refuge in Tiaozi. We are all engaged in the business of murder and arson, so we don't want to just be shot like this, don't you think?"
The people on Wang Qiang's side looked at each other with some hesitation in their eyes.
Liu Zhi yelled: "I put your mother's shit, didn't it mean that once my sister-in-law scolded you and told you to stay away from her subordinates, did you hold a grudge? Let me tell you, Zhao Tiezhu, you are a fucking scumbag!" , is not a man!"
There is still a lot of information in one sentence.
Pei Jinhong silently wrote down that person's name, and also knew that she had had a feud with "her", so if this happened, it would inevitably affect her future actions.
She was thinking in her heart, a trace of cruelty flashed in her eyes.
If you can't close it, you can only...
Find a way to kill him.
The other party blushed and began to curse back, not to be outdone.
For a while, the vulgar language was endless, and generally speaking, it all revolved around the human genitals and the eighteen generations of the other party's ancestors.
And Pei Jinhong has always been trembling and resigned.
Perhaps because he was impatient, the man in camouflage made a gesture, and his subordinates brought in a box from outside.
He and Wang Qiang exchanged glances, Wang Qiang glanced at her, and let go of the arms around her waist.
Pei Jinhong's heart skipped a beat.
"Since this is the case, I heard that 'Golden Pheasant' is also a hero among women, and a good expert at detecting poison, please go ahead."
The box was opened, and it was filled with a row of blue liquid in glass bottles.
Wang Qiang looked at her and didn't make a sound, acquiescing.
Everyone fell silent, looking at her face hesitantly, while the men brought by the camouflage man tightened their guns and pointed them at her.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and even Liu Zhi stopped talking.
Her throat was a little dry and she swallowed.
"This… "
The man in camouflage smiled, and removed the top row of boxes, revealing the injections underneath.
The liquid inside is thicker and stickier than the one above, and it looks like a high-purity drug.
The man in camouflage took one and stood up, walked to her, and handed it to her: "Miss Pei, do you do it yourself, or should we do it?"