"Anyone who is under the age of 18, has extreme weather at the time of reporting, or is within a week or even a month of the May 2002 incident, clearly stated in the police statement that non-acquaintances are harassing!"
"Xiaogang Village, the old industrial area, the city's water network distribution points and the Sili River Basin!"
"Extensive screening and sorting out the key points. The city bureau's deadline for solving the case is still one day away. Once suspicious objects are found, they will be arrested overnight!"
The Criminal Investigation Detachment responded with a bang: "Yes!"
Four thousand three hundred and twenty-nine, this is the number of women who reported to the police, were harassed, and were followed in the first half of the year. This is only a small part of the people who can’t bear to ask for help. More victims choose to hold back because they are afraid of being talked about, do not want to get into trouble, or feel that it is useless to call the police from the beginning. never be known.
"It's normal, there are only so many police at the grassroots level. Now, if there is a police force, they will respond to every request. Every day it's just a cat in heat, a dog fighting, and a lot of police officers in the vegetable market." Meng Zhao tied up his hair and pinned it with a ballpoint pen. , he flipped out the police records and said, "The average number of incoming calls from 110 stations in Jinhai City is 26,000 per day. Where do so many people come from watching surveillance every day to catch stalkers? Besides, most of this kind of thing is a criticism and education. , even five days of detention is not enough, unless there is a big case of rape and murder in the end - well, isn't the major sub-bureaus followed by eating and hanging? Cai Lin!"
Cai Lin was jolted in his sleep and bounced off the desk, almost knocking over the pile of materials.
"Have you finished screening?" Meng Zhao asked dissatisfied.
"I haven't slept all day and night, Sister Meng..."
"Don't talk too much, let the old lady get up to work." Meng Zhao said impatiently: "Look at Xiao Wu, it's still an injury number, don't you still work hard there—"
Before he finished speaking, the case file that was in front of the desk collapsed, revealing Wu Yu's upright sitting posture and his upright sleeping face.
"..." Meng Zhao said, "Look at the injury, how hard it is to sit and sleep. Wake up, Xiao Wu, and go to sleep on the sofa in the duty room."
Cai Lin said angrily, "You women just like to look at your face!"
"Come, come, get up!" Liao Gang kicked in the door, his hands covered with plastic bags, "The small treasury of the detachment will pay, and everyone will come over for supper!"
Liao Gang, who is now four, five and three thick, deserves to be the man known as the main room of the detachment. He is the only one who thinks about the cubs who are waiting to be fed. Everyone threw away the case file materials, and rushed up with ghosts crying and wolf howling. Cai Lin even forgot to accuse Sister Meng, hugging Liao Gang's thigh and crying with joy: "Brother Liao, you are really our detachment's mother!"
Liao Gang kicked him away: "Go, such an old child should learn to subsidize the family, and ask your father for alimony."
Cai Lin hummed: "Mom, have you forgotten? My dad has long since gone home. Men become bad when they have money. Who knew that he would go to the police center next door to find Lao Zhang's four-bedroom ladies?"
Before he finished speaking, he heard a click, and Bu Chonghua pushed in the door, frowning and said, "What are you doing?"
The room full of people immediately lost their souls and scattered like birds and beasts.
Bu Chonghua threw a few large bags of steaming sausages, bacon, eggs and cakes on the table, indicating that they would eat and take them: "The clues about the propaganda of illegal cult activities are being screened, and the public security at all levels in the county and villages has been notified. I've gone through it again. Director Zheng said that if there is any discovery, it will be reported immediately and cross-compared with the screening results on our side to see if we can narrow down the suspects. How are you screening? "
The steamed buns suddenly looked so shabby and desolate, and everyone was eagerly looking at the bags of super-luxurious buns, thinking that the father who was at the level was still rich - but no one dared to be the case when the unsolved case was unsolved. The first rafters to reach out.
Liao Gang swallowed his saliva and said, "There were 928 reports of people under the age of 18, including 602 in the first quarter and 326 in the second quarter. Sister Meng is bringing Let them push back from the 502 case to see if there is an alarm that occurred in the Sili River Basin, so that further screening can be done."
This makes a lot of sense. If the murderer dared to jump into the Sili River on the night of heavy rain and waterlogging, at least it means that this water area is not unfamiliar to him. Otherwise, even if it is Sun Yang or Phelps, it will be difficult for him. Ashore safely without a sip of water.
Bu Chonghua nodded silently, pondered for a moment, and out of the corner of his eyes caught sight of Wu Yu and a few colleagues unwrapping the plastic bag that Liao Gang had brought, and eating the buns inside, suddenly moved in his heart, beckoned to Wu Yu, took a bag of salt The meat and eggs filled the cake and handed to him: "Here, the wounded will eat the sick meal."
He clearly saw Wu Yu's expression freeze for a moment, but then he took the cake, as if he was quite flattered: "Thank you, thank you team."
- The hero is at the end of the road, the hero is short of breath, if the insider sees how many tears he will have to shed, it can be seen that this kid's acting skills have indeed reached a state of perfection.
Bu Chonghua expressed his gratitude with a calm expression, walked back to the office, and glanced back while closing the door with his backhand—
The scene of the big office outside was reflected in the crack of the door. Wu Yu took hold of Liao Gang, who was passing by, and pointed to the bag of 50 cents a piece of vegetarian buns in his hand. He said something politely and politely. Liao Gang didn't know what to do, and was immediately overjoyed. He quickly exchanged the steamed buns for the eggs and filled the cakes. He didn't doubt that the rotten grandson had put croton in it, and Le Dian Dian took it in his hands and walked away.
... He really didn't lie to me, Bu Chonghua thought.
I am indeed another Zhang Boming in his heart.
Bu Chonghua's tongue showed a complex taste, and then he was forcibly suppressed by himself, and walked to the desk as if nothing had happened and opened the case file.
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The minute hand of the wall clock walked in circles on the wall, the sky turned from thick black to dark blue, and the eastern sky was faintly glowing with duck egg blue.
The ex-boyfriend is unwilling to entangle, social hooligans stalk and harass school girls, "school bullies" bully classmates and follow for money, after the parents divorce, the losing party follows and waits for the opportunity to rob the child... Get rid of all kinds of police situations, the third quarter of the second quarter One hundred and twenty-six related reports were made, and the last third remained.
"Hello, we are the Nancheng Public Security Bureau. Your daughter called 110 last month to report the case of being followed on the way from school..."
"Hello, we are the Nancheng Criminal Investigation Detachment. Are you Zhang Jiajia's mother? You reported that Zhang Jiajia was spied on last month?"
"Jinhai No. 1 Middle School? We are the Nancheng District Office of Educational Protection. Li Youlan, a student of your school, reported to us many times at the end of March that he had been harassed during evening self-study..."
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"Who knows where the neuropathy is going to pursue my daughter! No one will take care of the police! We have been forced to rent an apartment and move to another school. I'm so angry that I will deal with that beast by myself!"
"Are you going to arrest people? Are you going to arrest them?! We Jiajia are only eleven years old! If you don't lock up this kind of pervert quickly, there will definitely be a big incident. I'll tell you!"
"Nothing, our school is very strict and this kind of thing won't happen... What? Call 110 many times? Oh, how could this happen? This kid didn't tell our teacher..."
Most of the Nancheng Branch was brightly lit all night, until it was dawn in the east, and the second hand ticked to six in the morning.
The door of the office was pushed open, and everyone turned around at the same time, only to see Bu Chonghua grabbing the remote control and quickly entering the room, turning on the projector monitor: "—From the beginning of April to the present, the relevant police situation in the Sili River Basin, except for Real perverts, pedophiles, voyeurs, and suspects who have been arrested and detained, there are still nineteen cases where the motive for stalking cannot be confirmed!"
The 4329 screening targets were finally compressed to 19, and everyone was refreshed at the same time!
Several rows of warning messages popped up on the screen, and Bu Chonghua hurried across the mess, his index knuckles tapped the projection screen twice: "Four detective teams will focus on investigating these nineteen reports, calling for monitoring, Compare the similarities between the stalker and the murderer of the 502 murder case. I have already spoken to the police stations in each jurisdiction, and the security brigade will assist you in the investigation. Expand the scope and continue screening!"
There was a resounding response from the surrounding: "Yes!"
The big office is full of meaty and greasy food after the night, cigarettes and cold tea sour and rancid, and the indescribable smell of men who haven't showered for two days. Even the last shreds of perfume on Sister Meng's body are suffocated by the smell of her big oily head. replaced. Bu Chonghua looked around and said solemnly: "—I know that everyone has been working on this case for six days. Some people may question why there is still a time limit for solving such a difficult case. But I remind you—in case the murderer's motive It is indeed related to the sacrifice of the cult, so he will never kill just one. Jinhai City is entering the rainstorm season, once the extreme weather on the night of the May 2020 incident is reset, then he will most likely be in the scene and psychologically. Under the double stimulation, he shot at the girl again."
Everyone in the big office was awe-inspiring and silent.
"Fifteen-year-old Nian Xiaoping is still waiting for us to avenge her on the anatomical bed next door." Bu Chonghua snapped off the projector and said succinctly: "Everyone disbands on the spot, let's go!"
Without him instructing the surrounding tables and chairs to move, everyone quickly sorted out the police equipment, and walked out in groups of three or five according to the pre-determined detective team.
"Wu Yu!"
As soon as Wu Yu turned around, Bu Chonghua was standing behind the desk looking at him: "You haven't recovered from your injury, and you have lost too much blood, so don't go out. Go home and get some sleep."
Bu Chonghua was wearing the same shirt from the day before yesterday, which was already wrinkled. A thick medical gauze could be seen in the neckline, and the edges were stained with dried dark brown blood. Blood loss, staying up late, and unimaginably high-intensity mental stress made his face unsightly, but when he stood up, he was still very tall and straight, as if something was supporting his spine, and he couldn't see the slightest fatigue.
Wu Yu hesitated for a moment and asked, "What about you?"
"There are several cases on the list. The family situation is more complicated. I went to their parents to talk."
Most of the detachment was gone, only they were facing each other, standing in the empty corridor in the early morning, and even the smell of tobacco and disinfectant gauze on each other's bodies could be clearly smelled. From Bu Chonghua's point of view, you can see Wu Yu's sloping eyebrows. After a while, he pinched the center of his eyebrows and said, "Forget it, I can't sleep, so let's find something to do."
He had been in the detachment for two months, and he had never worked so hard before. Bu Chonghua suddenly realized that this investigation idea was proposed by him. He was afraid that the bamboo basket would be empty in the end, but it would delay the most precious time now.
Bu Chonghua pondered for a moment and asked, "Do you think the current logic chain of investigation ideas is very weak?"
Wu Yu said vaguely: "It's okay."
But Bu Chonghua knew that he was just used to fooling the leaders. In fact, what he thought was, is this not weak
Really weak. First of all, there are many girls who are entangled and followed and will not call 110, so the murderer's previous criminal actions are likely to slip through the net; secondly, they are not sure whether the murderer is really used to following first and then killing. The police There is only an isolated case of Nian Xiaoping in hand, and it is difficult to become evidence for analyzing the murderer's behavior pattern.
Their current investigation direction is simply trying their luck. It is a helpless act under the predicament after all roads are blocked, and the chance of getting through may not even be 50%.
"I know, but you have to try it no matter what. Even if you have only one percent hope, you have to make one hundred percent efforts, otherwise there is no other way to go in a desperate situation." Bu Zhonghua paused, Looking at him, he raised his eyebrows: "The leaders of the academy who 'haven't been to the ground for a day' can only use this method to fight the murderer to the death, otherwise what else can they do?"
This is Wu Yu's description of Zhang Boming's words, insinuating and satirizing Bu Chonghua. Unexpectedly, Bu Chonghua remembers it now, and Wu Yu's docile, humble and good subordinate's face can't help but stiffen.
"Don't you want to find something to do?" Bu Chonghua rarely watched this grandson's acting skills drop out, and asked calmly, "Would you like to go down with the leader?"
"..." Wu Yu vaguely touched his nose: "I haven't recovered from my injury, but I lost a lot of blood..."
bell bell —
The domestic machine uniformly distributed by the Municipal Bureau shook the walls, and Bu Chonghua took out his mobile phone and recognized the number as Silihe Police Station: "—Hello, Lao Zheng?"
"Bu detachment! Great, you haven't left yet!" The background of the call was noisy, it should be the leader of the criminal division, Lao Zheng, running forward: "Last night, the sub-bureau didn't ask us to check the police records of the stalking and harassing girls. Is there? There is an alarm person named Gao Ling, but the police officer didn't contact her for a while, do you remember?!"
After a long period of criminal investigation, people do have a sixth sense, and Bu Chonghua's heart suddenly sank: "Remember, what?"
Bu Chonghua listened to hundreds of recordings of police calls last night, and remembered the names and voices of at least dozens of girls, but he was deeply impressed by Gao Ling—because she spoke hesitantly, like a mouthful of mouth. watery.
Asked about the stalker's appearance characteristics, but he couldn't tell. Asked where to find the tracked, unclear. Asked her current location and contact information, but she couldn't tell. It felt like she was thinking half a beat slower than a human, and finally the operator suspected that she was calling the false police as a prank.
— But the operator could suspect that she had called the false police, but Bu Chonghua could not. Gao Ling was one of the last nineteen key investigation lists, and Meng Zhao was already on the way to her house with the police intern.
"She's lost contact." Lao Zheng swallowed, with an unconcealed panic in his voice: "Her roommate came to report to the police once, but she didn't file a case, so last night the army was in chaos and didn't find out. I went backstage a lot this morning. After a few glances, I found that she had already... already... "
Bu Chonghua interrupted him: "When was the last time her roommate saw her?"
"May 2nd." Lao Zheng trembled, "May 2nd... noon."
- The day of Nian Xiaoping's death!
"Find her roommate, I'll go over now!"
Bu Chonghua turned off the phone and raised his head, the two of them in the corridor looked at each other, Wu Yu's hand still froze on the bridge of his nose.
- I haven't healed yet, I've lost a lot of blood...
"The leaders are gone, I can't help but go." Wu Yu said solemnly, "Let's go."