"Please sit down, Comrade Police, the room is a bit messy and I haven't had time to clean it up for the past few days..." The man opened the door for them, and while leading them into the room, he picked up the sofa cushions scattered on the ground, with a slightly Very embarrassing.
Sun Xiangming's youngest daughter, Sun Ya, was sitting by the window playing with the colored clay quietly. When she saw someone coming, she just glanced at them, then lowered her head and pulled the colored clay into pieces.
Sun's family is not big, with two bedrooms and one living room. The layout is very good. The north and south are transparent. A few pieces of furniture are simply placed. There is no partition to enter the living room. Clothes are thrown everywhere. superior.
The flowers planted in the entrance have withered, exuding the same decadent and sluggish atmosphere as this home.
"What to drink?" He opened the refrigerator and found it was empty, and went to the kitchen to prepare water.
Fang Xin quickly stopped him: "No, don't bother, we just have a look and understand the situation before leaving."
"Oh, this is our bedroom. Over there is my wife's study..." Sun Xiangming pushed open the bedroom door. The room without a hostess was just as messy as the living room. There was a small bed next to the big bed, which should be for children to sleep. In some places, the clothes in the laundry basket overflowed and spread to the ground.
Sun Xiangming smiled bitterly, and his eyes were red again: "I'm laughing at you, she usually does these things, but now I have to work and take care of my children, it's really a bit..."
Fang Xin and the two policemen glanced at it and found nothing suspicious, especially when he mentioned Ding Xue, he was not overly sad but could sense sincerity from his body language, eyes, and micro-expressions.
Those who do criminal investigations are all good people. After a quick glance, they knew what they were doing, so they withdrew and walked to the study room beside them.
The computer was still on, and there were many books on the shelf next to it, about finance and education.
Fang Xin casually took out a copy of "Educational Psychology" from the bookshelf, lightly brushed off the dust on it, roughly flipped through a few pages, and put it back.
Zheng Chengrui's eyes fell on the computer: "This, can we check it?"
"Yes, please." Sun Xiangming walked over and entered the password, signaling them to use it casually.
Zheng Chengrui opened the notebook he carried with him and began to fiddle with it: "Who usually uses this computer?"
"Me and my wife can use it. I often come back to work overtime after get off work. Sometimes she also prepares lessons and so on."
The computer desktop is a picture of a family of three, the girl is surrounded by her parents, smiling like a flower with a rice spoon in her hand.
Fang Xin stared at it for a while, feeling that the world is impermanent, and in a blink of an eye a happy family of three fell apart.
At this moment, she suddenly felt that someone's eyes were on her, and she turned her head suddenly. The little girl was standing in the shadow of the door, crying loudly, and rushed to hug Sun Xiangming's leg.
"Dad, Mom... I want Mom..." Sun Xiangming was at a loss, pulling a tissue to wipe her tears and hugging her in his arms. Maybe his nonsense hurt the little girl, but she cried even louder, yelling "I want mother" and "I want mother".
"Sorry, I'm sorry." There were so many people in the room, the man had no choice but to take the child out and sit on the sofa to coax him patiently.
Fang Xin looked through the crack of the door and saw him handing the toy to Sun Ya, with a rare forced smile on his face when facing his daughter.
Losing a mother in childhood and a wife in middle age makes people feel sad after reading it.
"How is their husband and wife relationship?" Another team of criminal investigators came to Sun Xiangming's mother-in-law's home to find out the situation.
There was only one person in the old man's house, and there were two portraits on the altar, one was that of the deceased husband, and the other was that of the deceased Ding Xue.
Speaking of this, she began to wipe away tears: "It's all my fault... I shouldn't have married Xiaoxue to him..."
The criminal investigators looked at each other, and their expressions became more serious: "Please tell us in detail, don't add oil and vinegar, just state the facts you have seen."
The old man was sobbing for a while before he forced himself to speak: "I don't live with them, and I don't know exactly how I get along with them, but it's good for me to look at the two of them when I walk around during New Years and holidays. Will bicker..."
"Fight? They"
The old man thought about it carefully: "That's not true, even if you give that bitch grandson a hundred guts, he wouldn't dare to touch a finger of my daughter."
She was filled with righteous indignation when she said it later.
"How do you say that?"
"It was my daughter who was pursued by that boy Sun Xiangming..." The old man sighed at this point, and his eyes were red again when he looked at the portrait on the table.
"After chasing for a long time, maybe one or two years, my daughter agreed. He is a small employee, his family is in the countryside, and his parents have no pension. The family situation is not very good, and they did not ask for a bride price when they got married. , and even lost a large amount of dowry, just to make him treat my daughter better."
"After all, my husband left early, and I'm the only daughter"
After saying this, the old man began to cry again, and as soon as he grabbed the hands of the criminal investigators, he planned to kneel down for them.
"Please, catch the murderer and give my daughter justice"
"Are you looking for the principal? She's not here now, she's going to take over as a substitute, you have to wait a while." The staff put down two glasses of boiled water in front of them, and went to work on their own.
Lin Yan frowned: "The officials have become principals, so do you still need substitutes?"
"Of course, our Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School is a key high school, and the professional ability must pass the test from top to bottom. Even the principal must spare time to attend classes after administrative work, not to mention the college entrance examination is coming soon, and he is out of this class again. I can't find a good teacher anytime soon..."
Speaking of this, the staff member was a little sad. After the college entrance examination, there will be enrollment in the fall. The recent news that is full of storms in the city will somewhat affect it.
After the people left, Lin Yan took a sip of the boiled water, feeling the strange smell of a plastic cup, put it down again, and poked Song Yuhang's arm.
"Hey, what do you think?"
"Do not discuss the case outside the Public Security Bureau"
Song Yuhang blankly flipped through the books and magazines on the table.
"... Will you die every time you say two more words to me?"
"Yes" she turned over a page of the school magazine: "I'm afraid you will be mad at me"
Lin Yan picked up the glass of water on the table and was about to pour it over, when the door was gently pushed open.
The woman walked in with the courseware in her arms. She was about forty years old, and her figure was still decent. With a faint smile on her lips, she was slightly taken aback when she saw someone in the office.
It was the teacher Li whom Lin Yan had just seen in the corridor.
The staff quickly picked it up: "These two are policemen from the Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau, and they came to understand the case."
The woman came back to her senses and took the initiative to shake hands: "Hello, Li Shiping, the vice principal of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School"
Song Yuhang looked at the hand that reached out to him and shook it with a smile: "Deputy Captain of the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the City Bureau, Song Yuhang"
"Hello, Team Song, who is this?"
She looked over, because of the relationship between teaching and educating people all the year round, the temperament of the woman was indescribably gentle and refined.
"Forensic doctor, Lin Yan, but let's just shake hands. It's bad luck to touch corpses all year round."
After Lin Yanda finished speaking, Li Shiping's face froze, but he still kept smiling and asked them to sit down.
Song Yuhang was there to understand the situation, and she asked all kinds of questions. She got impatient and stood up and looked around.
The office is not big, with wooden tables and chairs, and leather sofas. She touched the tabletop and tapped lightly, it was made of mahogany.
There are a few books on the shelf next to it, most of them are educational books, and a few are original English works, which look very advanced.
She took out a school magazine with her and flipped through it. Li Shiping looked at it, and she quickly stuffed it back in. Then she went to touch the globe on someone's desk, turning it around.
She seemed to be attracted to it and never tired of it, but unexpectedly, a ball flew out with too much force and landed at Song Yuhang's feet.
"..." Police Officer Song, who has always been steady, tightened his throat.
Maybe she really shouldn't have brought Lin Yan out.
"Sorry, sorry, you go ahead" she laughed and walked over to pick it up, put the sphere on the base of the globe, and looked up at an old photo in the window.
It was a group photo of the faculty and staff, and the deceased Ding Xue was standing in the upper right corner, looking at them with a smile.
"This is the last time I saw her..." She paused after speaking, and closed her eyes slightly, as if she couldn't bear it.
"How can I just..."
Song Yuhang closed the transcript: "Thank you for your cooperation. If necessary, please cooperate with our investigation in the future. We also want to visit the principal of your school. Excuse me—"
Li Shiping picked up the tea and took a sip: "I'm sorry, Principal Ge is not in Jiangcheng City right now. He went to the provincial capital for a business trip for a meeting last Friday. I will contact you as soon as he comes back."
Song Yuhang got up: "Okay, then don't bother me."
Li Shiping also got up to see off the guests: "It's okay, it's our duty to cooperate with the police. I also hope that the police can catch the murderer as soon as possible and give my colleagues justice."
Lin Yan went out first, but was stopped again.
She stopped, put her hands in her pockets and looked at her: "What's the matter?"
Li Shiping hesitated again and again, but still said: "After all, she was a colleague, and she was recruited by me personally. I want to know—"
"I want to know if her death is painful or not?" Lin Yan changed his posture and stood with his arms folded, with a malicious smile on his face.
It was too late for Song Yuhang to stop—
"Well, drowning should be the most uncomfortable among all kinds of strange ways of dying. It would be fine if a knife kills you, but if you want to live and feel the suffocation that oxygen is stripped from your lungs every second, you will struggle and you will suffer. You will shout, but the more water you open your mouth, your hands and feet will gradually lose strength, you will sink, and you will never be able to float up again. By the time you float up, it will be a few days later. There will be corpse spots, the skin on your body will fall off, the microbes in the water will eat your face, you will become unrecognizable, and your mouth, nose and eyes will be full of maggots that multiply—"
The more he said the more outrageous, Song Yuhang suddenly raised his voice: "Lin Yan!"
Li Shiping supported the door frame with a pale face.
Lin Yan spread her hands and blinked innocently: "She asked me to say it, did I say something wrong? Song, police, officer"
She deliberately bit down on the last few words, clearly provocative.
Song Yuhang was very angry with her: "You—"
Li Shiping regained his composure, and forced a smile: "It's okay, I will trouble you to solve the case. Solving the case early is also good for the reputation of our No. 1 Middle School in Jiangcheng City. If you need help, please feel free to ask."
Song Yuhang nodded, fearing that she would say something outrageous and disrespectful, he dragged her away halfway by pulling her clothes.
Walking into the open space, Lin Yan shook off her hand: "What are you doing?! Let go!"
She grasped it tightly, but Lin Yan flung it off-guard, the buttons on the neckline collapsed, and both of them were out of breath.
Especially Lin Yan, whose skin was white and the corners of his eyes turned red when he got a little excited, staring at her.
Like a beast not to be outdone.
"Who do you think you are? I want you to control what I say and do?"
Song Yuhang had already lost most of his anger, but when she heard her mentioning this incident, he became angry: "Do you know that the few words you just said have revealed the details of the case?! Under any circumstances, our police should deal with the case that is still under investigation. The case in question is strictly confidential!"
"What police?! What are you and us! You are you! I am me! Don't fuck me and mix me up with you bastards!"
"Are you worthy? You are not worthy!" After she finished speaking, she spat on the ground twice, and pulled back the collar that Song Yuhang had just torn off.
The small round and delicate shoulder finally disappeared from sight.
When it comes to swearing by shrews, even ten Song Yuhangs are no match for her, Lin Yan watched with satisfaction as her face turned green and white, her throat rolled up and down, and her hands clenched into fists.
She thought of Song Yuhang's downfall when she first arrived at the Municipal Bureau, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of her lips.
She always seems to have this expression, disdainful, mocking, indifferent, cynical.
It was never a good laugh anyway.
Lin Yan took a step forward. She didn't wear high heels when she went out to work today. Song Yuhang was a head taller than her. He reached out and pulled off her collar, gritted his teeth and looked straight into those light brown eyes.
"Also, don't fucking tease me anymore, otherwise, don't think you're a woman and I won't sue you for sexual harassment"
The captain of the dignified criminal investigation was warned by someone pulling her collar. She should be angry, annoyed, and punched.
But Song Yuhang's fist clenched and loosened, loosened and clenched again, and her breathing became a little unstable because of the rapid adjustment.
She stared into her eyes, where there was a reflection of herself, and she finally remembered what she was thinking.
When she accidentally tore off her clothes just now, there was a strangely shaped tattoo on the shoulder socket, like some kind of ancient writing, or an unknown ancient totem.
When she lost her mind, Lin Yan had already let go of her, took a step back, and said in a cold tone: "From now on, you check yours and I check mine. I am a peer, what I hate most in my life, Lin Yan, is when someone tells me what to do."
She still had a sentence to say: I will kill anyone who blocks my way.
For some reason, she secretly hoped that there would be a day when she would not say these words to her.
After Lin Yan left, Song Yuhang spread out his palms, a small beige button was pinched profusely.
She wanted to throw it away, but maybe it was due to professional habits, the smaller the thing, the more subtle it is.
She still wrapped it in toilet paper and put it in her pocket.