"Captain Song, that's the family of the deceased." Song Yuhang hurried back, and as soon as he stepped into the office, Fang Xin covered his nose with a folder and leaned over to her ear and said.
I saw a middle-aged woman sitting on a chair, taking off her shoes, rubbing her feet in the mud, tearing off some dead skin from the soles of her feet from time to time, putting one hand on the table, grabbing a handful of melon seeds from a plate, and eating them. , with a cup of tea in hand, shaking his head and watching the TV on the wall.
Song Yuhang walked over and sat down opposite her. The woman was about to get angry and she blocked the TV. Seeing the two horizontal bars on her shoulders, she knew that she was a high-ranking official, so she smiled happily again.
"Hey, female leader, do you have any orders?"
"My surname is Song, just call me Police Officer Song." As soon as she approached her, there was an overwhelming smell of feet, no wonder no one else was willing to come over.
Song Yuhang did not change his face, and took out the photo from the file bag: "See, is this your daughter?"
Of course, it is impossible to show her the tragic state of the corpse at the scene of the crime. The criminal police took pictures of the clothes and shoes worn by the girl.
"Bah bah." The woman spat out the melon seed husks on the ground, and took the photo from her hand after picking her feet.
"Yes, yes, but she is not my daughter, I am her aunt."
She poked her finger at the photo, without a trace of sadness on her face: "I left this dress for her, and the shoes are also from the garbage dump..."
Under the watchful eyes of the two criminal policemen on the opposite side, the woman patted her mouth: "Bah, bah, why am I telling you this?"
"Are there any other relatives in the family?" The criminal investigator sitting on the side asked.
The woman shook her head, grabbed the melon seeds and licked them again: "No, no, my sister came out to work when she was ten years old, and met a heartless man, she got pregnant and left her and ran away. She gave birth to a baby after a long time." and die."
"The child's father hasn't contacted you for so many years?"
"No, I don't know where I died. I feel sorry for my sister. I feel sorry for her. She followed me when she was still breastfeeding."
At this point, the woman's face showed a trace of sadness: "I was expecting that she would not go to school after finishing junior high school and go out to work to earn money to support the family. Why did she suddenly..."
The woman let out a long sigh, and put the melon seeds back on the plate: "Officer, I heard that people were crushed to death, do you want to pay? How much?"
"..."
Song Yuhang didn't change his face, nor frowned: "We don't know about this, it depends on how the court judges."
At this moment, Fang Xin knocked on the door and walked in, leaned over and whispered in her ear: "The DNA comparison result is out."
Song Yuhang nodded to express his understanding, then turned back and asked, "Has your niece thought of committing suicide recently?"
The woman smashed the melon seeds: "No, she is not very talkative, and she doesn't tell us anything, but I went to their school to hold parent-teacher meetings a few times, and the teacher said that her grades are pretty good, so there is no reason to commit suicide. .”
Song Yuhang's eyes fell to her neck, a necklace hidden in her collar: "Can you take us to your house to have a look?"
The woman's face seemed a little impatient, but Song Yuhang's words were tactful, but his tone was unbearable.
"Okay, okay, it's really troublesome. If you die and bury it, don't you just pay us the money that should be paid to us? It's a big circle."
Song Yuhang didn't bother to explain to her, and several criminal investigators went out with her, whispering behind her.
"That's it, I have to commit suicide if I leave it alone."
Suicide
Song Yuhang's thoughts drifted back to the rooftop that day, and she always felt that the man in black and the suicide note were not a coincidence.
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The woman's home is still in the innermost village of Xicheng District, which belongs to the suburbs in the suburbs. The cement road only reaches the entrance of the village. It rained just two days ago, and the road is muddy. The wheels got stuck and broke down. The group had to wade through the muddy water go inside.
People who live here are generally poor, with low-rise houses, high and low wires, and the smell of chicken and cow dung floating in the air. From time to time, two hungry and skinny stray dogs ran by the side of the road, and a few crowing roosters were heard in the distance. After walking tens of meters in the dark, a flickering street lamp was lingering, and would die at any moment.
Under the dim light, a dark table with no original color was set up. A few old men gathered around to play cards. Some of them smoked pipes, some smoked cigarettes, and some half-sized children squatted on the side to play with the ones on the ground. Mud, one of them picked up the cigarette butt from the ground and took a sip, coughing again and again.
The old men roared with laughter.
Song Yuhang glanced over, and seeing someone coming, a few idlers put the loose change on the table into their pockets, and smiled at the headed woman with a mouthful of cigarettes.
"Hey, Xiuzhen, what's the matter, why are the police following you?"
Wang Xiuzhen let out a breath from her nostrils and said: "Oh, a dog can't spit out ivory, what can I do, it's not that my unlucky niece died, alas, but it's easy to die, it's better live poor."
Duan Cheng was so angry that he was about to step forward and was pulled back by Fang Xin: "She... how can she talk like that? Is this still human?"
Fang Xin rolled his eyes at him: "We're here to handle the case, let's ignore other matters."
Walk through the muddy path at the entrance of the village, turn left and bypass a field ridge, and not far away is Wang Xiuzhen's home.
The lights were on in the house, and a dirty dirt dog was tied to the door, barking as soon as it saw someone approaching.
Song Yuhang glanced at the light: "Is there someone?"
Wang Xiuzhen ran over to lead the dog away, and pushed open the iron gate: "Yes, yes, my son is studying at home."
Song Yuhang followed her across the threshold: "Where's your husband?"
"I work as a carpenter in the provincial capital, and I don't come back often. Usually, only me, my niece and my son are at home."
The woman turned her head and called out her son's name, asking him to turn on the light in the main room.
His son came out of the dry toilet wearing an undershirt: "Mom, what's the matter?"
"You son of a bitch, you don't turn off the light in the house when you go to the bathroom! I can't screw your ears." As he said that, he was about to screw his ears, but the boy hid and yelled.
"There are outsiders here, don't let others see the joke?"
Only then did the woman let go of her hand, and smiled embarrassedly at Song Yuhang: "Several police officers, sit inside."
"No need, where is He Miao's room?"
He Miao was the victim in this case who committed suicide by jumping off a building and was crushed by a vehicle.
A few traces of unnaturalness flashed across the woman's face, and under Song Yuhang's gaze she bit the bullet and led them into the room.
The main room is not big, and there is a large bedroom on the left and right, which is the residence of the couple, and the son's room is on the right. Walking to the end of the main room, the woman pushed open a wooden door, and the dust fell down.
Fang Xin covered his mouth and coughed, and threw away the flying ash oncoming, only then did he see clearly that it was a utility room less than 8 square meters, full of old sesame seeds and rotten millet, and some stored for an unknown amount of time. Vegetables with a musty smell.
A loft bed was placed in the middle of the room, some dusty bedding was spread underneath, and things were also placed on top.
There was a small table in front of the bed, the hostess had not finished her homework, and some books and papers were scattered on the floor.
Song Yuhang took out gloves from his pocket and put them on: "Work."
The technical detectives were busy. Fang Xin twisted a few hairs from the pillow and put them into the evidence bag. When he raised his hand to move the pillow away, a black bug quickly crawled out and sank into the darkness between the beds. .
If it wasn't for Song Yuhang still in the town, Fang Xin could howl with a groan, and his face turned pale with fright from the huge cockroach.
Duan Cheng was also very disgusted: "This...how can people live in this place."
The woman stood at the door watching them work, and before she came out from the city bureau, she grabbed a handful of melon seeds and put them in her pocket, chewing them loudly.
"Hey, why can't I live here? When I was young, I still lived in the cowshed. Besides, Miao Miao's brother is about to take the college entrance examination, so I can't live together anymore. It's so distracting."
The words "living together again" caught Song Yuhang's attention, and she stopped her movements: "Please call your son, we have something to ask him."
"Okay, okay, hurry up, my son still has to learn."
Duan Cheng poked Zheng Chengrui: "Hey, this pair of niece and son are like heaven and earth. The niece has studied well and graduated from junior high school and won't let him go to school. I don't think a son with such a fat head and ears is good for studying."
Zheng Chengrui pushed his glasses, only heard the words "fat head and big ears", looked over, and Duan Cheng hurriedly took a step back.
"Brother, calm down, I'm not talking about you."
"Where were you on the night of May 31?" Song Yuhang was in charge of asking, while the investigators next to him were taking notes.
"I'm... studying at home." He glanced at his mother.
"Can anyone prove it?"
The woman immediately became upset when she heard this: "Oh, what do you mean by that, officer? Didn't Miao Miao jump off the stairs by herself? It's none of my son's business, really."
Song Yuhang glanced at her, his eyes burning like a torch: "It's just a routine."
"I...my mother is here." The boy was a little shy, but he cleaned up much cleaner than his mother.
"She came back from playing cards after seven o'clock in the evening, and never went out again. I was also studying at home, and she made supper for me at night."
When others wanted to ask further questions, Song Yuhang stopped talking: "Fang Xin, take his DNA sample."
Fang Xin came over in response, took out the test strip for collecting saliva from the investigation box and motioned him to suck it, the boy didn't hesitate too much, and handed it to her after sucking it.
Fang Xin took it and marked it carefully before putting it in the evidence bag.
Song Yuhangfu lowered his head and walked into the room again, picked up a homework book from the ground with a flashlight, flipped through a few pages, and saw that it was densely packed with math problems and mixed with a few simple cartoon patterns, drawing a whale , like a sketch drawn in a girl's class.
She handed the homework book to Fang Xin: "Take it back and do a handwriting identification."
After seeing the room, several people walked out along the country road with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
Fang Xin was still a little puzzled, because the result of the DNA comparison of the incomplete embryonic tissue had come out, and no matching sequence was found in the gene bank.
This means that everyone around the girl may be the culprit who violated her and caused her suicide.
She asked this question after thinking about it, and Song Yuhang smiled slightly: "There is no time to commit crimes, have you noticed the two lines of ruts?"
Looking in the direction of her finger, there are two clear ruts left on the country road that only allows one passenger car to pass.
She is also an expert in trace identification: "This is..."
"Yes, the traces of the bus. Our police cars can't drive in such a bad road because of the low chassis, but the bus can. When I just passed the village entrance, I noticed a dilapidated bus stop sign over there, which said enter The last bus in the city is at 6:00 pm. The Wang family has no transportation, and it takes us more than two hours to drive from the city bureau. They can’t walk that far with just one pair of legs. Although it is possible to ask others to borrow it, this possibility It’s not big, and it’s bound to arouse suspicion from others, as long as we’re willing to make an effort to ask, we’ll definitely be able to find out.”
Fang Xin suddenly realized that ginger was still old and spicy.
Song Yuhang looked at her watch, it was 10:15 in the evening, she turned around and said, "Okay, now let's spread out in groups of two and visit the surrounding people to see if there are any new clues. "
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"Hello, Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau, have you seen this person?"
"Has she been acting unusual recently?"
"Did she ever tell you that she didn't want to live anymore?"
"What's her usual personality? Does she have any thoughts of committing suicide?"
…
A dozen criminal policemen were divided into groups, knocking on doors and asking dozens of farmers, large and small, until they returned to the entrance of the village when the dew became deeper and the moon was over.
Song Yuhang was the last one to come back, his trouser legs were wet with dew, his uniform jacket was also taken off and he was holding it in his hand, revealing the strong muscles of his forearms.
If I don't go back to the city bureau tonight, the police car is already snoring everywhere.
She opened the skylight, lay on the seat, and looked up at the thousands of stars. In front of the vast universe, the individual's loneliness will always be infinitely magnified.
Looking at it, she had the illusion of being one with the heaven and the earth. Under the gentle evening wind, the nerves that had been tense for days finally relaxed a little, so that she slowly closed her eyes in the gentleness of the stars in the universe. Eye.
Until daylight.
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Lin Yan got off the bed lightly, returned the quilt to its original shape, took off the hospital gown and put on his normal clothes, stroked his fluffy curly hair and tied it into a ponytail at the back of his head, picked up his bag Stepping on the flat shoes, Mimi quietly walked out along the wall.
There was no one at the triage desk in the early morning, and the nurses were dozing off on their stomachs. Lin Yan walked through the corridor unimpeded wearing sunglasses and a mask.
Goodbye to you, she doesn't want to stay in the hospital and still enjoy the prison meals sent by her aunt every day.
Although the chicken soup tasted good, she would feel like throwing up if she drank too much. If she didn't get sick a few more times, she would still get sick. What's more, the case was not closed yet, so she couldn't be relieved.
When she turned a corner and was about to escape, a tall and tall man walked towards him in a hurry. She just looked back and bumped into him.
Lin Yan took a few steps back, and the video bag in the man's hand was also scattered all over the floor. You must know that martial arts practitioners are very stable, so she was caught off guard by the bump, and she was a little surprised.
"Hey, do you have long eyes!"
Miss Lin's usual style is that the villain files first.
The man squatted down to pick up the scattered video reports. He couldn't see his face clearly with a mask on. There were a few strands of white hair on top of his hair. He looked quite old.
"Hey, what's the matter with you, dumb?"
Lin Yan chattered endlessly, the man looked up at her, his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes due to poor rest.
patient
When this thought flashed through Lin Yan's mind, the man had already picked up all the scattered papers and put them under his armpits and walked to the internal medicine department.
Tsk, it's a pity, but he is a master.
Lin Yan clicked his tongue lightly, and the nurse's sister roared from behind: "What are you doing in the thirteenth bed?! How did you come out before you got well?!"
No, the chasers are coming.
The eldest lady swished into the elevator and pressed the door close button. With one last look, she blew a kiss to the face of the little nurse in the gap.
The housekeeper's car was already waiting downstairs, Lin Yan opened the door and sat in: "Go back to the villa."
The clothes on his body were rotten after wearing it all day, and his hair also smelled of disinfectant water. Lin couldn't stand it anymore and decided to go back to take a shower and change clothes before talking.
After thinking about it on the way, I edited a text message about being discharged from the hospital and sent it to Lin Ge, so that my aunt would not make a wasteful trip.
She came out of the shower and wiped her hair, walked to the study, and took out a yellowed photo from the drawer.
It's Chu Nan.
The photo was given to her by Li Shiping. Fourteen years ago, Li Shiping had just entered the school to teach the first year of high school, and he was still a little-known little chemistry teacher.
But this is not the point, the point is that she was the last person Chu Nan saw before his death.
One week after the college entrance examination, it was time to go back to school to get her graduation photo. She didn't go that day, so she asked Chunan to help her get it back.
This is what Li Shiping said—
"At that time, there were not enough teachers in the third year of high school, so I went to the General Affairs Office to help. She came very late, took the photo and left. I remember very clearly that it was because it was past the end of work. If she didn't come, I would have to go home."
"She seemed to be in a hurry because she was in a hurry. She didn't even know that the photo fell out of the file bag. When I chased it out, I only picked up this."
Lin Yan looked down at this photo. The person in the photo had bright eyes and bright teeth, and a bright smile. After so many years, this photo still touched the softest corner of her heart.
The sourness of that moment made her gradually grit her teeth.
Lin Yan closed his eyes, and it took him a long time to relax his tense muscles.
She picked up the photos and put them in an album and locked them in a drawer, then sat down and pulled out two post-it notes.
In fact, there are still some regrets, not only because she and Li Shiping share the same illness, but also because I didn't have time to say "thank you" to her.
The morning breeze raised the window screens, and the sunlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the folded paper cranes.
Lin Yan got up, took off the uniform jacket from the hanger, put it on, buttoned it up one by one, and finally picked up the wide-brimmed hat and put it on, straightened his clothes in front of the mirror, and strode away.