Lin Yan took out the wet wipes from the bag, pressed the corners of his lips slowly, wiped down along the jaw line to wipe off the orange juice, and wiped off his fingers one by one.
Song Yuhang couldn't bear it anymore: "You just wiped your hands, so... so what?" She really couldn't say those two words, in front of so many people.
Lin Yan glanced at the past lightly, whether it was before or now, maybe she didn't realize that she always showed her desire intentionally or unintentionally in front of Song Yuhang, in other words, she seduced without showing any trace.
However, Song Yuhang only accepted her tricks.
Lin Yan smiled, and handed her the fragrant paper towel: "Mountains are mountains, water is water, and you are what you see."
These words were a bit awkward, but also somewhat Zen-like, Duan Cheng leaned on the front seat: "Captain Song, what are you talking about?"
Fang Xin pulled the man back: "Buddhism, if you don't understand, sit down."
Lin Yan giggled, and Song Yuhang's ears turned red quietly amidst her laughter, and he grabbed the tissue with his hands.
"Wipe it, just wipe it, whoever is afraid of it."
While she was turning to talk to Fang Xin, Song Yuhang saw the light lipstick mark she had left on the paper towel, and immediately glanced aside as if guilty of guilt, Lin Yan was still talking to Fang Xin.
Originally, she just wanted to wipe her mouth, but who knows, she still got close to the lip print and closed her eyes slightly.
It smells so good.
her taste.
Lin Yan looked at her thoughtfully.
When Song Yuhang came back to his senses, he met that half-smiling eyes, as if someone had discovered a big secret, his cheeks turned red and his face burned hot.
As the vehicle moved, she leaned towards her intentionally or unintentionally, and the vague fragrance penetrated into every pore on her body.
The sound of the wheels drowned out her voice.
"Don't be shy, Team Song, I'll see you off."
Song Yuhang held the paper towel like a piece of hot potato, quickly wiped his hands, and threw it into the trash can, without squinting, and helped her body that was getting more and more crooked.
"Sit down."
"Be serious in front of others, but wanton in front of others. Captain Song, Captain Song, where did you forcefully kiss me in the kitchen?" Lin Yan lowered her voice. The two of them were sitting close to each other. on her ears.
Song Yuhang straightened his back and didn't look at her: "Lin Yan, I warn you not to go too far."
"Oh, cuddling is not too much, but flirting with words is too much, double standard."
"You..." Song Yuhang took a deep breath, and moved forward without a trace, so as not to keep the hot breath of her breath from drilling into her neck and ears.
Itchy.
Lin Yan looked funny, Song Yuhang is really a wonderful person, on the one hand he pursues her relentlessly, on the other hand he is nervous and shy because of her approaching.
It's kind of fun to see the embarrassment on the face of someone who has never been afraid of anything.
Thinking of this, Lin Yan scraped her earlobe intentionally or unintentionally with his fingernails, and touched it like a dragonfly, but Song Yuhang flicked it like an electric shock, turned back to look at her suddenly, and clenched his teeth.
"Lin, Yan."
She was really going to be pissed off by her, and she didn't even look at the situation now. There was a car full of people. She was so ashamed that she exploded, and at the same time, she was teased by her...
Lin Yan blinked innocently, then sat back down again: "It seems that Captain Song doesn't like my kisses, it's a pity, I also said..."
Song Yuhang glanced at the past: "What's the pity?"
Lin Yan's eyes lingered on her lips, she said nothing, but there was clearly something in her eyes.
Song Yuhang really felt that if he sat next to her for one more minute, he would die. Either he would die of shame, or he would be suffocated to death.
She gritted her teeth and straightened up, but touched the roof of the car again, making a loud bang.
Lin Yan couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.
Song Yuhang rubbed his head, and before she could swear, Zheng Chengrui in front handed over the walkie-talkie.
"Song team, Zhang team looking for."
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"She killed her by herself. No matter how much we ask, we will never let go."
Modern interrogation has long given up the practice of extorting confessions by torture. The ubiquitous surveillance video is not only used to monitor the suspect's every move, but also to remind the criminal police to set an example and not to overstep the threshold.
Zhang Jinhai paced back and forth outside the interrogation room.
After hearing what he said, Song Yuhang also frowned: "Where is her son?"
"Sent to the city hospital for protection."
"Send a few more people to patrol 24 hours a day, so that no one can take advantage of it."
Zhang Jinhai quickly gave orders, and another team of criminal police rushed to the hospital with guns.
Song Yuhang pondered for a moment: "How about this, I'll come to interrogate, please ask Team Zhang to go in with earphones, I'll tell you what you say."
With the one-month period approaching, they were under a lot of pressure if the case could not be solved.
Zhang Jinhai quickly abandoned his preconceptions: "Okay, you are a veteran interrogator, try it."
In the "Ding Xue Case", Lin Yan had seen her interrogation posture, and knew that this person not only could flexibly use the psychology of micro-expressions, but also used to attack the heart, defeating the opponent's psychological defense step by step.
Even a person like her with rich experience and anti-investigation awareness has to weigh up when she meets Song Yuhang.
"Hey, Police Officer Song finally couldn't bear to end in person."
Once talking about business, Song Yuhang regained his serious aura.
She handed the earphone to Lin Yan: "Do you want to listen in?"
Lin Yan grabbed it and put it on: "That's necessary, let's start."
A slight smile appeared on the corners of Song Yuhang's lips, and he sat down again when he heard the sound of the iron door being opened and locked.
"Wei Fengzhen, since Yu Xinye has been dead for so many years, you still use his old number, which shows that you are not a heartless woman."
"You are a mother, and you are just a mother. I have reasons to believe that you did something to protect your children, but I don't believe that you kill people for your children. Because those children who died also had families and parents. You have already abandoned a daughter, and I think you should be able to feel the heart-piercing pain."
"The difference between humans and animals is that humans have the instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and they also have the gift of empathy. How can you bear to inflict the pain you have already suffered on others?"
"All of us in the police express deep sympathy for your experience, but the law is fair and just, and will not let a bad person be spared, nor will an innocent and upright person be wronged. You think about it, your son is still young. , if you really bear this charge, you might spend your whole life in prison, or... "
Song Yuhang paused for a moment: "I will never see your son again."
"People live, they can live, they don't want to die."
Zhang Jinhai continued her words: "If you have any concerns, tell us and see if we can help you. Trust us, the police. No one in this world hopes that truth and justice will be done more than the police."
If these words were spoken face to face, Lin Yan would probably have been moved to the ground long ago. While she spurned the kindness and innocence of this person from the bottom of her heart, she couldn't help but feel agitated by her words.
Song Yuhang is such a person, whether it is speaking, doing or being a person, he is born with a convincing force.
Zhang Jinhai imitated Song Yuhang's tone a little bit, but it was enough.
Wei Lihong on the opposite side has changed from choking to sobbing: "No... I didn't... those people were my fault... it was all my fault..."
Song Yuhang dropped a blockbuster.
"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that someone will threaten your son's life?"
"Don't worry." Zhang Jinhai said, took the tablet from his subordinate and handed it over: "Your son is safe in the hospital, you can take a look at him."
According to the real-time video transmitted from the hospital monitoring, two police officers with live ammunition stood at the door of the ward, and one sat beside the bed. The medical staff were scrubbing the child's body and changing him into a new urine bag.
"The Central Hospital is a hospital that cooperates with our police. Your son is safe there. We will protect him 24 hours a day, and the medical staff will also take care of his health around the clock."
Wei Lihong stroked her son's pale profile on the screen, tears streaming down her face.
Song Yuhang went on to say: "His latest inspection report came out. He has terminal uremia and needs dialysis at least three times a week. Not only do you have to take care of him, you also have to bear financial pressure. Just imagine, if your husband Li Hai is still alive , your life should not be so tight."
"So, tell me, how did Li Hai die? Did that person kill him, or did you kill him together?"
"Do not!!!"
Hearing the woman's hoarse cry coming from the headset, Lin Yan took it a little farther away and lowered her voice.
"How do you know they killed Li Hai?"
Song Yuhang mouthed: "Guess."
Passing the last tollbooth ahead, they are about to get off the expressway. The closer they are to Jiangcheng City, the more nervous the group is.
This atmosphere also indirectly affected Lin Yan. She rubbed the center of her brows, took a deep breath, and watched the road signs in the urban area of Jiangcheng getting closer and closer.
She knew very well that the criminal suspect was hiding in a corner of Jiangcheng City before showing his head and tail.
The enemy is in the dark, and they are in the light. For some reason, there is always a sense of uneasiness lingering in my heart.
She shook her head, trying to drive the feeling out.
The more this was the case, Song Yuhang became calmer. She waited quietly for the other party to finish shouting, and pressed the last straw on the camel that was about to fall to the ground.
"Let me guess, you and Li Hai are not happy after marriage. First of all, his parents can't accept you from the countryside, but you can't help your son, so you are still married."
"The novelty of marriage soon passed, and Li Hai started to stay out at night, looking for fun outside, and it got worse after you had a child, but you didn't divorce you because of face. I gave the child all the love physically and mentally, but the good times didn’t last long, the son fell ill, he went to the hospital for an examination, he must have congenital kidney disease.”
"Li Hai not only didn't want to spend money to see a doctor for the child, but also started to prepare for divorce. At this moment, that person also appeared, and he changed beyond recognition. He came back to avenge you, but he didn't kill you, but you Let's kill Li Hai together."
Zhang Jinhai leaned forward slightly, watching her every expression firmly.
Wei Lihong's face was covered with tears, she shook her head desperately, her whole body was shaking in handcuffs: "No... no... no... I didn't kill him... no... no!!!"
Song Yuhang suddenly raised his voice: "Where is the crime scene?! How did you kill him?!"
Wei Lihong broke down, sobbed, and buried her head in her palm: "No... no... I didn't mean it... no..."
Song Yuhang decided to take the last dose of strong medicine: "Confessing frankly is a crime and meritorious deed. The government will bear a large part of your son's follow-up medical expenses, which can be regarded as the utmost benevolence."
Wei Lihong was crying out of breath: "I said... I said... I said... as long as you protect my son well..."
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This was Bai Ling's first visit to his home.
Hidden in a private house next to the garbage dump in the suburban industrial park, the man took off the big lock hanging on the door, a bit like the big and strong iron lock that locks the warehouse.
Darkness followed, and Bai Ling was a little scared.
The man reached in and pulled the greasy light cord, and suddenly the whole room was divided into upper and lower floors.
"Go in, she is about your age, you should like her."
Who is this "she"
Bai Ling is always a little dazed these days, and there are wounds on her wrists from the knife, which she caused herself.
Fortunately, the uncle saved her again.
Soon she met the "she" in his mouth.
This seems to be an abandoned warehouse, with sundries piled up at the door, and the sink next to it, exuding a smell of disinfectant.
Going further inside, the person in the wheelchair turned around, wearing a fleece cap, his skin was very white, and there were many spots on his face that were deposited due to poor metabolism of kidney disease.
Those eyes were calm, and the whole person was huddled in a black dress, looking extraordinarily thin.
Bai Ling opened his eyes wide and looked at her curiously, but the girl turned around all of a sudden, manipulated the wheelchair and moved to the front of the computer, and continued typing.
The man smiled: "She doesn't like talking very much, you play, I'll go out for a while."
After he finished speaking, he walked to the side of the person in the wheelchair, pretending to pick up something for her, but in fact whispered: "Don't let her get out of here alive."
"What about you?" The girl was finally willing to look back at him from the computer screen.
The man smiled meaningfully: "Me? Of course I'm going to find our last test subject."
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Jiangcheng Central Hospital.
The criminal policeman on duty at the door of the ward had been standing all afternoon, and he handed over his mobile phone to his companion.
"Oh, I can't do it anymore, go to the toilet, you can help me look at it first."
"Okay, okay, go and come back quickly, you have a lot of things to do."
The colleague laughed and scolded, but still waved him to go.
Not long after he ran into the toilet, a cleaner pushing a cart appeared in the corridor walking towards him.
"Stop, ICU, no entry without permission." The criminal police stopped him.
The middle-aged man was wearing a mask, a blue disposable surgical cap on his head, some gray on his temples, shoe covers on his feet, and spoke a dialect.
"Didn't Dr. Zhao ask me to come here? He said that the patient pulled the bed and asked me to come over and change the sheets."
Doctor Zhao
The criminal policeman froze for a moment, as if a doctor surnamed Zhao had come to check the body of the patient just now.
He subconsciously went to look at this person's certificate, which had all the steel stamps of the hospital with his name and title.
He made way for a way: "OK, go in, hurry up."
"Okay, thank you, comrade police, for your hard work." The man had a simple and honest smile on his face, and when he pushed the car past, the criminal policeman suddenly felt that something was wrong. It was an instinctive instinct to face danger.
He subconsciously put his hand on the gun. The faster one was the opponent's knife, which stabbed straight into his stomach and turned around hard. He was so painful that he couldn't speak.
The man held the handle of the knife and stabbed a little deeper. The criminal policeman staggered back a few steps and was steadied by someone.
The criminal police in the room heard movement at the door, and rushed over to open the door with one stride.
A cleaner in his forties stood outside the door: "Hi, I'm here to change the sheets."
The smell of disinfectant in the room masked the strong smell of blood on his body.
The criminal police took a step back and let the door open: "Come in, it's strange, where are the two people at the door?"
The cleaner walked forward with a trolley that was big enough to hold a person: "I just knocked on the door when I saw them go to the toilet."
"You should leave someone alone when you go to the bathroom." The detective muttered and put the gun back into the holster.
The cleaner took clean sheets from her trolley: "Maybe it's the need to urinate."
The criminal policeman saw that he seemed overwhelmed by himself: "Let me help you."
"No need—" As soon as the man finished speaking, the criminal policeman lifted off the white cloth covering the trolley, revealing a dark head.
His pupils shrank, and before he could recover, the man had already rushed forward with a knife.
He was so powerful, he stuck the opponent's shoulder tightly, and directly sealed his throat with a knife, splashing blood on the snow-white wall.
The man licked the fresh blood on the blade, his bloodthirsty madness and excitement were written all over his face.
The window on the 24th floor of the hospital was opened, and with two loud bangs and bangs, the crowd downstairs screamed.
The man carried the child off the bed and stuffed it into the car, gagged him, put the guns of the two criminal policemen in the back of his waist, and threw the blood-stained coat into the cart, swaggering go outside.
The whole process of committing the crime was done in one go, which took no more than five minutes.
The criminal policeman who escaped because he went to the bathroom ran back and saw that the door was wide open, so he knew that something had happened. He rushed in, and a strong smell of blood hit his face, almost choking him out.
The window sill was also stained with blood, and he leaned over to look down, his eyes bursting with tears.
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The bell in the duty room rang loudly, and the operator picked it up: "Hello, Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau."
Before the other party finished speaking, his face turned pale in an instant.
Zhang Jinhai was also urgently called out from the interrogation room, and the two criminal policemen died as soon as he died. The murderer was so vicious that it was outrageous!
Feng Jianguo slapped the table in the training room with a "slap", the teacup jumped, and the room was silent, even Zhang Jinhai, who had just stepped in, shrank his neck and dared not speak.
He paced back and forth, seeming extremely irritable: "Call Song Yuhang and ask her where she is, she is a fucking turtle, so she should crawl back!"
The two brothers who died were both members of her group. When Song Yuhang got the news, he was startled for a moment, his eyes slowly turned red, and he leaned his head on the seat in front of him.
Lin Yan watched her open her mouth, teasing and trying to make her happy, but still couldn't say it.
She slowly raised her hand and put it on her back slowly, giving her silent comfort.
They have already entered the urban area, there is a lot of traffic, it is the evening rush hour, and they are moving very slowly.
Lin Yan watched her shoulders shaking and patted her back lightly, but she raised her head abruptly, her eyes were bloodshot, hot and hot in the evening light.
Song Yuhang panted heavily, and gritted his teeth: "No... no more people die... We have to find that little boy and the next victim as soon as possible."
Lin Yan was stunned, and was awakened by her: "That little boy also has uremia, his kidney source can no longer be used, so he took that little boy just to practice before the kidney transplant?!"
She spat hard and became a little fidgety: "Fucking lunatic, since he is no longer afraid of being exposed and dares to kill people openly, it means that it is time to burn the boat, so it means that he has found a suitable kidney source …”
Song Yuhang spoke convincingly: "Who would it be? Who would it be? Who would it be..."
As she spoke, she rubbed the center of her brows a little impatiently, and the sadness of learning that her comrades sacrificed was all diluted by the murderer's sense of urgency that she was about to kill and take a kidney.
They must find the man before the murderer.
Zheng Chengrui turned on the computer, and the satellite map of the whole city appeared in front of him: "Team Song, we are now on the South First Ring Road, and we can avoid traffic by taking the North Fifth Road."
Duan Cheng, who was in charge of driving, immediately turned a corner.
Lin Yan was also thinking about all the clues of the case from the beginning to the present.
"The deceased were teenagers, and most of them were women. The reason why the kidneys were not taken out was because the matching type did not match. Can we confirm that the victims are also teenagers?"
Song Yuhang nodded: "That's right, they all have one thing in common. Most of them have a tense relationship with their parents, or most of them are single-parent left-behind families. Children of such families are most likely to be ignored, which in turn creates opportunities for murderers to commit crimes."
Fang Xin didn't understand: "Then why, it's fine to just grab whoever you see, and spend so much effort to mentally hint them?"
Song Yuhang closed his eyes slightly, and frowned: "Maybe... the murderer is extremely psychopathic, enjoying the pleasure of playing with people in the palm of his hand, this feeling of giving me life and death, which makes him feel very exciting. Comfortable, in that world he is God, he has the final say, even if the matching is not successful, he will use what he thinks is a 'kind' way to send them out of 'pain' and reach bliss early."
She recalled what Wei Lihong said when she was being interrogated: "Since they want to die, I'll let them do it."
I'm afraid it also came from the mouth of the murderer.
Single parent, divorced, left behind...
A light seemed to flash in Lin Yan's mind, and she grabbed Song Yuhang's wrist with such force that her fingertips turned white.
"Song, Song Yuhang, I know who the next victim is."