The evening breeze was a little cool, but cicadas were faintly chirping in the trees by the parking lot. Wu Yu stood under the steps in front of the building, took out a lighter and brought it to his lips, while he tapped it and said with a smile, "What treasure do you want to show me... Hey!"
His teeth were suddenly empty, and he saw that Bu Chonghua had smoked the cigarette and threw it into the trash can. Then he took out two packs of cigarettes from the inner pocket of his coat, and threw them into his arms.
"This is..." Wu Yu took a look and was stunned: "Fuchun Mountain Residence?"
Bu Chonghua said, "Come on, it's better than yours."
"No, it's too precious," Wu Yu flatly refused, "Hurry up and take it back."
"Take it and don't spend any money."
"No, I can't ask for this, it's not about money or not..."
Bu Chonghua insisted on giving it, but Wu Yu clenched his teeth and did not dare to accept it. The two went back and forth several times, and Bu Chonghua finally became impatient: "I got it from Bureau Song, and it didn't cost you any money, so you can just take it! "
"..." Wu Yu was stunned for a long time, and finally nodded his head and said: "I heard that everyone who smoked this cigarette ended up going in. Bureau Song is okay..."
"Song Bureau can't go in, he doesn't smoke." Bu Chonghua couldn't help laughing and crying, "They only gave him one pack, and there were five packs in it. He thought it was a pack of 50 yuan a pack of Liqun, and he just stuffed it when he came to my house. It was given to the gatekeeper of the downstairs community, and it was easy to be snatched by me—I, a dignified detachment leader and the gatekeeper, would be embarrassed for smoking, so shut up and smoke you."
Wu Yu was amused and finally lit a cigarette with one hand on the fire. He exhaled and said with a smile, "Thank you."
"Thank me for what, there are still three packs sent to the City Bureau Forensic Institute, you are a by the way."
"Thank you by the way."
Bu Chonghua looked away with no expression on his face, and asked after a while, "Are you used to smoking?"
Wu Yu said: "If you can't get used to smoking anymore, you can start smoking opium."
Wu Yu's smoking addiction is not the biggest in the detachment, at least not as big as Liao Gang, who has two packs of cigarettes a day. But his cigarettes are cheap, with high tar content, and one cigarette is gone in three or four puffs, and there are hardly too many smoke rings coming out. He is an old smoker with a very bad habit. Bu Chonghua nodded at him and said, "You should also smoke less, it's really bad for your health."
"I'm used to it, it's hard to quit." Wu Yu asked, "You don't usually smoke at all, do you?"
"No smoking."
"Affected by Bureau Song?"
Those who do not smoke are like those who write code who don’t work overtime and those who don’t stay up late. Although it’s not that they don’t exist, the number is almost negligible. The only explanation is that Bu Chonghua was brought up by Song Bureau since he was a child. In ordinary families, his father smoked. If he doesn't drink alcohol, his son is very unlikely to become a smoker and an alcoholic.
"Not really." Bu Zhonghua paused and said, "I just try not to touch anything that is addictive."
Wu Yu asked, "Why?"
The light in the foyer of the building extended a fan-shaped light belt along the steps, and the two sides of the fan-shaped were shrouded in the night, forming a sharp contrast. Bu Chonghua stood in a place where light and dark intersected, staring motionlessly at a certain piece of floating dust in the air, the light reflected slightly in the bottom of his pupils, and after a while he said in a low voice, "Because addiction will lead to weakness, addictiveness, and will shake the original certainty. The determination to complete a certain mission. There are only so many things one can focus on in one’s life, and many times they can’t have both.
Wu Yu looked at his deep profile in the shadows, his heart suddenly moved slightly, some hazy and dazed emotions spread to the bottom of his tongue along with the mellow aroma of shredded tobacco, then melted little by little, and finally disappeared in his heart.
In the distance, there are cars and cars on the road, the lights in the duty room are on, and the moths rustled against the light bulbs. They stood side by side with each other for a long time. Wu Yu held the cigarette butt between his two fingers, looked at the dimly lit sky in the urban night sky, and said softly, "But how can a person have no addiction in his life? That's too much for himself. Be cruel. Even if your parents are still alive..."
"So I'm just talking." Bu Chonghua interrupted him, patted his shoulder with a smile, and said, "Let's go."
Wu Yu said nothing, nodded, the red light of the cigarette butt drew an arc in the night, and it fell exactly into the trash can.
Except for the Criminal Investigation Detachment, which was busy all night, all other departments had already finished get off work, and the office area on each floor was immersed in darkness, only the bright and lonely light was reflected in the corridor. The two of them did not take the elevator at the same time. They walked up the stairs one by one, and each other's footsteps echoed monotonously in the stairwell, as if the pressure of closing the case with the entanglement of interests above, the public opinion in the outside world, and the bloody and treacherous murder in the rainy night. In the interlaced breaths of the two of them, it gradually faded away, turning into a distant cloud in the sky behind them.
"Hey," Wu Yu suddenly caught a glimpse of something, turned his elbow and stepped down to Chonghua, motioning him to look downstairs from the gap between the corridor handrails.
- The entire row of offices for the technical team was already empty, except for the dissection room at the end, which was brightly lit, as if there were still people inside.
"The forensic doctor hasn't left yet?"
The two looked at each other, and Bu Chonghua thought about it and said, "Let's go and see."
The dissection room was filled with the slight sound of airflow from the purification system. A corpse with a fully opened chest and abdomen was placed on a stainless steel table. A cake box the size of a palm and a few lilies were placed in the sink. Director Wang was wearing a light blue surgical gown and was using tooth tweezers to lift the incision on the anterior wall of the pericardium. He tilted his head slightly to describe something to the forensic doctor Xiaogui; the forensic doctor Xiaogui had a digital camera hanging around his neck, nodding while recording, sometimes frowning and carefully observing the shadowless lamp. pericardial cavity.
Knock knock, the door was knocked twice.
"Are you having dinner here?" Bu Chonghua pushed open the door and came in and asked loudly.
Wang Jiuling shivered and said angrily, "Why don't you go swimming in the Sili River in the middle of the night, and run to the morgue to scare people!"
Bu Chonghua looked at the cake box in the sink, and then looked at the wall clock on the wall. He seemed to realize something, but he didn't return to Wang Jiuling. He beckoned Wu Yu to come in as well, then walked into the dissection table and stood and observed for a while, then suddenly asked, "—I remember that the thoracic and abdominal cavity was opened by Lao Yu, why did he suddenly give a Y-shaped knife?"
Wang Jiuling ignored him.
The forensic doctor Xiaogui looked at Wang Jiuling and whispered, "Director Wang said that the victim was young, and the throat of the knife was too obvious. The Y-knife can be used to block the sutures with the collar, and the remains are relatively clean when they are sent to cremation. "
—The one lying quietly on the dissection table is Nian Xiaoping, the victim of the 502 case.
Wang Jiuling didn't say a word or refute. She closed her chest and abdomen with sutures. After a while, she sighed and said, "Actually, there's nothing good about being dead. It's just a piece of frozen meat."
Bu Chonghua raised his chin towards the wall clock that was gradually approaching zero: "Are you celebrating your birthday with frozen meat?"
"What's your birthday, I will bring it home and eat it yourself!" Wang Jiuling was still stubborn, "Why did you come here in the middle of the night, you don't think of condolences until the work is done? It's too late! It's worthless. !"
"I didn't intend to condolence to you at first. Wu Yu and I just came back after eating steamed Dongxingban. What are the results of your fourth test? Are there any new findings?"
Wang Jiuling: "..."
"It doesn't count as the fourth examination, so just pull it out and make a slice and see if metaphysics can perform miracles." Xiaogui forensic doctor quickly gave Director Wang a step down, and said to Bu Chonghua, "It's still similar to the preliminary autopsy results at the scene. One wound and one wound tube are 7.5cm deep and about 3.5cm long. Both wound angles are acute, and the murder weapon should be a double-edged stabbing device. The traumatic heart rupture caused acute cardiac tamponade and death.”
It's more than the same, it's almost the same.
Bu Chonghua let out a long sigh, then turned around and asked Wu Yu, "Can you have another flash of inspiration?"
It was at this dissection table last time that Wu Yu "felt wrong" and discovered Gao Baokang's DNA between Gao Ling's teeth. The three people all looked at each other, Wu Yu was silent for a moment, and slowly said: "My inspiration has been digested with the steamed Dongxingban..."
"Hey." Director Wang couldn't help laughing and laughing, he waved his hand for Xiaogui forensic doctor to help move the corpse back to the bed, and said, "Forget it, this case has already passed the stage of finding clues from the corpse... I think you might as well go. Three sticks of incense sticks on the Sili River, pay homage to the river god, and strive to find Gao Baokang, who is not alive or dead but not dead, as soon as possible. If you can't find it again, you should respectfully apologize and invite Chen Yuanliang out at this time tomorrow. , his son spent money to find a big lawyer, and he just visited the city bureau during the day, if you dare to release someone one minute later, you have to be careful that they will ask you for state compensation."
Bu Chonghua's face was not very good-looking.
"...You are all looking for Gao Baokang, which reminds me of that joke again." Forensic Doctor Xiaogui forced a laugh: "- 'Nancheng Detachment Nancheng Detachment, may I ask whether you lost this Gold Gao Baokang, that Silver Gao Baokang, or that one? Bronze Gao Baokang?" "No river god, we lost the 502 murder murderer and diving Gao Baokang." "You are so honest, then I will give you three gold, silver and bronze Gao Baokang, that worthless murderer." If you commit Gao Baokang, you should stay at the bottom of the river!'…”
Bu Chonghua stared at him with a blank face, only Wu Yu held the stage and said "Ha! Ha!" Although everyone could hear that because he didn't understand the point of laughter at all, in every word he tried his best to utter. are full of doubts.
"..." The forensic doctor Xiaogui said coldly, "I'll feel better if you don't laugh."
Director Wang pushed the corpse back into the mortuary with his own hands, and turned off the lights. The cold and silent space fell into darkness again. Only the neon lights on the street vaguely penetrated through the gaps in the curtains, sketching the undulating shadows under the white cloth.
That is Nian Xiaoping.
She was already very thin, but when she was covered with a white cloth, she became even thinner, and it was stuck there like a piece of paper without any weight. Under the push bed lay a bunch of feeble flowers. Those were the last few lilies that were hastily bought just before the flower shop closed. A small, solitary pink cake box was covered under the petals.
The second hand ticks, the minute hand moves to the center axis, and a new day has arrived.
The criminal police and the forensic doctors stood silently at the door of the mortuary. After an unknown amount of time, Bu Chonghua said softly, "Nian Xiaoping, happy sixteenth birthday."
We hit the wall everywhere, we were exhausted, but we couldn't get out of this desperate situation. If there is a god in the dark to fulfill everyone's birthday wishes in this world, I just ask that your soul is not scattered, and there is a spirit in the sky, help us to show us a way to redress your injustice.
"... go home, go home," Director Wang took a deep breath, turned around and waved to drive away forensic doctor Wu Yu and Xiao Gui: "Young people, don't suffer like this, go home and sleep, and come to the meeting early tomorrow. Let's go, let's go! "
Forensic doctor Xiaogui took off his gloves and surgical gown listlessly. Wu Yu also rubbed his sore neck and shoulders. He was walking towards the stairs when the phone behind him rang through the corridor outside the morgue.
"It's mine," Bu Chonghua saw the call and picked it up, "Hello?"
Wu Yu, Director Wang, and the forensic doctor Xiaogui all looked back at him, only to see Bu Chonghua stopped abruptly: "How did they know for sure?!"
"..." I didn't know what was said on the mobile phone, and I vaguely heard the voice being very excited. After a while, I saw Bu Chonghua raised his head and looked at Wu Yu, his pupils slightly dilated, and his expression changed significantly.
"I see." His Adam's apple rolled up and down, as if trying to suppress all his emotions, and said hoarsely: "This will let people do DNA comparisons, and before the results come out, they will be sent to the Nancheng Branch immediately, hurry up. !"
Bu Chonghua cut off the phone, everyone seemed to have a premonition, and the eyes couldn't help revealing a light, Director Wang even took a half step forward anxiously: "This is-"
"They found Gao Baokang."
The corridor immediately fell into a huge shock, shock and disbelief, and then all turned into surprises, hitting everyone head-on from the void, and the forensic doctor Xiao Gui staggered half a step, leaning against the wall and speechless.
Director Wang covered his heart with his hands in excitement: "How did you find it, how is the situation, where is the person now..."
"Found it in the river."
Bu Zhonghua paused and said in a deep voice, "Accurately calculated, it is half of Gao Baokang."