The berthing area was originally a strategic resource area, with coal resources as the core, and a comprehensive economic industrial chain was built, but it was later eliminated due to low utilization efficiency and industrial structure optimization. The area is remote and there is not even a civilian optical transmission track in the area, which belongs to the area to be developed on the northern line.
"These are all written introductions," Jiang Lian drove the car and glanced at Shi Shanyan behind him through the rearview mirror, "The actual situation is even worse."
Shi Shanyan just woke up, his expression was too lazy, making Jiang Lian feel like he was a full-time driver. Shi Shanyan looked out the window and said, "It's not a bad 'a little bit', is it?"
The coke plants in the berthing area are concentrated in the low and warm mountains on the edge of the suburbs. Every day, coke needs to be transported by coke trucks to the steel plants near the light iron. Not to mention the suburbs, the air quality in the urban areas is very poor. The green belt is covered with dust all the year round. The only light iron is serving the military's large resource transport ship, which runs through the entire area and makes a huge carrying sound every six hours.
"The real estate along the light rail is basically unsalable and abandoned," Jiang Lian leaned over the steering wheel while waiting for the traffic lights, pointing to the empty building on one side, "I thought it was a civilian light rail at first, and it can open a light track with Guangtong District. People came here like crazy to speculate on buildings, but the southern line broke out, and the light iron was used for military use, and the buildings were all smashed into their hands."
When Jiang Lian said this, he glanced at Shi Shanyan again.
"You just entered the Black Panther at that time."
"Probably," Shi Shanyan paused and asked, "Is it still snowing here in winter?"
"Come on," Jiang passed the traffic lights, "but in the morning, it looks like it's covered with coal ash and slag, very dirty. But winter is better than spring. In spring, the wind is strong, and when you go out, your hair is dirty and people's faces are shaved. Hui. How is the environment in Guangtong? When I made a video with Fu Yun, the sky was still blue when I saw you there. After I retire, I want to move to Guangtong District. I heard that the house price is okay, not as good as the Guangtong District. It's high and the traffic is convenient. I'll sell this car at that time, get a little bit more, change to a B6-type light transmission car, and bring my wife with me... "
Jiang Lian's words were mostly due to nervousness. Every time he said a word, he had to guess Shi Shanyan's expression from the rear mirror. Although Shi Shanyan was wearing a restraint lock, no one could guarantee that Shi Shanyan would suddenly get angry. Raise the shackles to attack him.
Jiang Lian is in charge of serial murder cases in the berthing area, and is wary of people with antisocial personality disorder. You can't predict the behavior of these people with ordinary thinking patterns. In Jiang Lian's view, they are fundamentally different from ordinary people's thinking patterns.
Unfortunately, Shi Shanyan was not interested in Jiang Lian. He leaned against the back of his chair and was sleepy, squinting in the sunlight, as if he had fallen asleep.
* * *
The alarm clock rang at ten o'clock, and Yan Junxun got up on time. He slept with his black hair in a mess, stepped into the bathroom with slippers, and saw the turtle raised by the indoor system crawling into the bathtub.
"Hey—" Yan Junxun woke up with a faint voice, and scratched his hair, "Get it away."
The indoor system is a half-human-high virtual panda. It ran in from outside the door and laboriously picked up the turtle, panting from exhaustion: "Mr. Yan, I'm giving it a weight loss class recently, and it's so fat that I can't hold it. already."
Yan Junxun squeezed the toothpaste: "You have the wrong breed."
"There's no other way," the panda stood beside Yan Jun's legs and put the turtle back into the breeding box, "It's already very big."
Yan Junxun was brushing his teeth in front of the mirror. The light iron just passed by, and the whole room vibrated with a "hum". He imitated the appearance of an electric toothbrush and brushed his teeth quickly with the sound of the light iron.
The panda stepped on the bench and leaned on the table, and said, "Today, I have prepared toast and eggs for Mr. Yan, please finish the milk."
Yan Junxun sat down, pushed the milk away, and said, "Don't buy any more milk."
"Can't we afford it? My God," the panda was worried, covering its mouth with its paws, "Can we continue to live here? I thought about it, you haven't gone out to work for half a month."
Yan Junxun's home is very small. There is no dining table between the living room and the kitchen. The bedroom is made of tatami to save space. His daily activities are on this desk near the window. The room as far as the eye can see is full of books, the most eye-catching are the comics, they are standing in piles against the corner of the wall.
"I've been living my life carefully," Panda raised his chin. "We can't sleep on the street, because you arrested too many people for the Special Inspection Bureau in the past, and anyone can hack us to death."
Yan Junxun bit the fried egg, poked open the screen, and played Monday's news.
"This murderer likes to commit crimes on Friday," Yan Junxun said to the camera, the most hated mooring reporter, "At present, it is known that the victims are all male. Huo, who was killed last week, lives alone all year round. was found in…”
The doorbell rang suddenly.
Yan Junxun put the toast in his mouth and motioned the panda to open the door.
"It must be Jiang Lian," Panda clearly jumped off the bench, "He wants to find you to investigate the case."
When Yan Junxun waited for the panda to stand up, he picked up the milk and poured it into the sink in the kitchen. As soon as he finished doing this, the panda shouted happily at the door: "Mr. Yan, there are still guests today!"
Yan Junxun felt that it was not good, he stuck his head out of the kitchen and saw Shi Shanyan.
* * *
Shi Shanyan sat on the single-seat sofa and glanced at Yan Junxun's home.
The owner may like warm colors, whether it is a door curtain or a table mat, it is a floral fabric with lace. The living room is covered with a light brown rug, which is a textile of the western line diamond rug. Several small bookcases shrank their heads in the corner, and books were thrown on the sofa and coffee table. The kitchen is too narrow, and it is a bit funny to see pandas crowded inside to make tea.
What a surprise.
In the berthing area, you can see such an indoor system that covers the entire family business, and it even keeps pets on its own.
Jiang Lian sat cross-legged on the carpet, and Shi Shanyan noticed that he was very careful, trying not to touch the furnishings in the house during his movements. He rolled up his shirt sleeves, lit his screen, and said to the panda in the kitchen, "Panda, please dim the room."
The curtains were drawn "swish", barely dimmed.
"I should have given you some time to settle in, but the case came so coincidentally." Jiang Lian recalled the photo, "Look at this, the news only came this morning."
Yan Junxun held the ice water, and his upturned hair swayed as he drank the water. His silent gaze followed the photo several times, as if he had finally woken up, and was attracted by the intensely colored photo.
"This is a corpse fragment found in the drainage ditch of Huihe Community three months ago. There are bruises and bruises in different directions on the surface of the fragment, and the wounds are not neat. The victim was identified as Liu Xincheng, a resident of the community." Jiang Lian scratched the photo to the next one, "This is a corpse fragment found in the drainage ditch of Puli Community two months ago. The surface of the fragment still has bruises and bruises in different directions, and the wound is not neat. In the same way, it is suspected of blunt cutting, and the victim is also a resident of the community. The last photo was found in the drainage ditch of the embankment community last night…”
Jiang Lian showed an indescribable expression.
"…The body parts and the remains of the body, the wounds were torn apart, and the damage was serious. According to the footprint observation at the scene, it should have been bitten by a wild dog after the body was thrown."
"Hmm," Shi Shanyan melted in naturally, as if he had cooperated with these two people countless times, "Is it also the residents in the community where the corpse was discovered?"
"It's not really," Jiang Lian continued to draw the photo, "the last victim is Huo Qingjun. He is different from the first two victims. He is the security guard of the Diba Community. He lives alone in the basement of a waste tube building two kilometers away from the Diba Community. ."
"I'm sorry, Panda," Shi Shanyan said politely, "please give me a glass of hot milk."
The panda stuck his head out and said enthusiastically, "You're welcome, Mr. Shi!"
Yan Junxun squeezed the cup habitually. He was also afraid of heat. The ice water made him feel very comfortable. Only when he was comfortable would he have a clean blackboard in his mind. He didn't hear the conversation between Shi Shanyan and Panda, immersed in his own world, his senses became dull.
"The three cases have the same method of throwing corpses, and the same method of dismembering the corpses," Jiang Lian gave Panda a place. "Even the experiences of the victims are surprisingly similar."
"experience?"
Jiang Lian presented the information of the three victims side by side and said, "These three people have all been in the news because of sexual assault."
"Leave the information," Yan Junxun took a sip of water, took a small ice cube, and crunched it between his teeth. The cold stimulation swept his body along his mouth, "I want to take a look."