Chapter 13

Lin Shang was caught in his grandmother's house, and he confessed to all the crimes. And the process he said was almost identical with the reasoning of Song Dynasty.

At that time, he stabbed his father's heart with a knife. Lin Zhenghua died soon. Because the knife was stuck in the wound, there was not much bleeding. He was terrified at the time, but his love was very calm. Before the formation of the corpse, fondness and he packed the corpse into a large suitcase and transported it to the rental house.

Mother and son pretended to have nothing to do and went to the cram school, but Lin Shang didn't listen to all the lessons.

"But at that time, the boy was only 18 years old." Song Wen looked at the man in front of him. Under the light, his skin was shining white, but the red spots on his Adam's apple were as red as blood. He didn't know what kind of monster he was at that time.

Lu Si language heard at this time, and finally said: "in school, the opportunity of autopsy is very rare, especially in the face of the body alone."

Song Wen said, staring at his face, not letting go of any of his subtle expressions At that time, they were just freshmen. Although they wanted to learn forensic medicine, they had not formally contacted the corpse. The boys who played pranks later said that they wanted to scare their classmates, lock him up for one night, and destroy his pride. It was discovered by the administrator when the dormitory lights out at 12:00 p.m. and the Dean took the teacher to save people. When they opened the door of the dissecting room, they found that the boy calmly faced the dissected corpse, separated all kinds of organs and observed carefully.... "

“…… This situation undoubtedly caused the jealousy of some boys in the dormitory. The boys in the class began to form a group, taking the boy as the imaginary enemy. At the beginning, they made some unimportant jokes. Later, they began to make more efforts, tearing his books and getting his quilt wet. Later, at more than eight o'clock in the evening, they cheated the boy into the laboratory building and stole his hand The machine is locked in the dissecting room. On that day, there was a sentence in the autopsy room that said, "the corpse that has just been dissected is fresh."

"This story happened a few years ago in a police academy with various departments, including law and medicine. One of the freshmen in this group scored better than others, and the boy was very good-looking, which made many girls in the school chase him. But this boy, cold, refused a lot of people... " Song Wen speaks in a deep voice. Under the light, Lu Siyu's face is still expressionless, as if listening to a pure story.

Lu Siyu seems to be aware of some different atmosphere. He sits upright in his chair and looks at Song Wen. He is familiar with Song Wen's expression now. It's his expression during interrogation. It seems that the one sitting opposite is not his colleagues, subordinates, but a suspect. His eyes have penetrated everything.

At the end of the conversation, Song Wen's expression suddenly became more and more serious: "I have a story to tell you."

"I feel like I've learned a lot."

"You've been in the police force for more than a week. What do you think of the last case?"

"It's OK to get used to it now." Under Lu Siyu's unremitting efforts and indulgence, he was not wronged.

Song Wen continued: "it's hard to be a criminal policeman. Are you sure you can stick to it?"

After hearing Song Wen's words, Lu Siyu bowed his head and said, "when I first went to school, I applied for the Department of forensic medicine. Later, I took a course related to criminal investigation. Towards the end of the course, the instructor of that course suddenly came to me. He solemnly suggested that I should consider my future career planning, whether to be a forensic or a criminal policeman. In his job description, it seems that the job of criminal police is more suitable for me, so I chose this job after careful consideration. "

In the end, after several years as a criminal policeman, Song Wen felt that he was very suitable for the job. He is qualified for this position and is a born criminal policeman. So he was relieved of the result of the choice. With the growth of age, Song Wen gradually understood that song Cheng could not help doing things, but the gap between father and son could not be resolved in a few words.

Song Wen seldom talks about these words with others. He and song Cheng are both very stubborn. Song Cheng hopes that he can become a doctor like his mother and be admitted to medical school. In Song Cheng's opinion, being a policeman is a very hard work, and there is a lot of right and wrong in it. He has to deal with a lot of evils every day. But Song Wen was against song Cheng and applied for the police academy. After graduation, he entered Nancheng Municipal Bureau.

However, Song Wen shrugged his shoulders and said, "he and my mother have been struggling with each other for several years, and then they remarried again, so I didn't grow up in a single parent family. It's just that in the middle of a few years, my father's position is missing, and he rarely appears. Once he appears, he is very strict with me. Later, I learned to resist in his rebuke and reproach. I used to fight against him. He didn't think much of me, so I had to show him. At that time, he wanted me to be a doctor, so I went to be a policeman. Now, I really like this job. "

Song Wen said here, Lu Siyu's eyes slightly changed, he blinked, as if to sympathize with this.

"Then, when I was eight, my father and my mother divorced."Song Wen didn't make things very clear, but Lu Siyu understood that something must have happened. As a son, Song Wen was extremely disappointed with song Cheng, and his father's image plummeted in his heart.

The light in the room was quiet. Song Wen continued: "however, I chose this career mainly because of my family. Many people in the Municipal Bureau don't know that my father is an old criminal policeman. At first, the image of my father was glorious and great in my heart. But later, I found that my father also had things that he couldn't do and things that let me down. And my father is a very face saving man He is very selfless, that is to say, a fat man with a swollen face. He likes to be in the front line of everything. He is a good policeman praised by his own population, but in fact, once something happens In his heart, no matter his son or his wife or his own life, they can be abandoned... "

"There are always a lot of bad people in this city, and people need to catch them." Song Wen looked up at Lu Siyu and said, "this is something that needs to be done."

Lu Siyu looked at him: "then song team, can you tell me why you want to be a criminal policeman?"

Song Wen cut off his words, picked eyebrows and said: "say something practical, don't fool me with the way that the police academy learned."

Lu Siyu coughed softly: "I've had such a dream since I was a child..."

"I have a question for you." Song Wen asked him, "why do you want to be a criminal policeman?"

There was a trace of doubt on Lu Siyu's expressionless face. He held his glasses for a moment, as if he didn't understand why there was such a result.

Song wendun cut into the main topic: "before your psychological evaluation, the results are not ideal."

Lu Siyu gave a hum and reached out to get Samoye off the table. The dog went into the kennel of the guest room with its tail between its legs.

After a meal, Song Wen put away the dishes and chopsticks, which cut to the theme. He habitually rolled up his coat sleeve: "I'm here today, and I want to talk to you about something."

Lu Siyu gave a hum, as if he didn't recognize the suspicion and irony in Song Wenhua. He didn't explain any more. He lowered his head and touched the dog's stomach. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Song Wen took out a paper towel to wipe his mouth and mercilessly exposed his lie: "you are really lucky to find a pure Samoye."

"Why, doesn't it sound good?" Lu Siyu pinched the dog's round face and looked up at him. Then he explained, "I picked up this dog. I moved out of the dormitory at that time. I was a little afraid of loneliness. On my way home, I picked up this dog. At that time, it was dirty and bared its teeth at me. Its two canine teeth were like wolves. They were small. They didn't look fierce, but they were very cute, so I was surprised But I thought of the name

The dog was taken away by Lu Siyu again. Song Wen looked at him and asked, "why is this dog called Xiao Lang?"

All of a sudden, I have an impulse to eat dog meat hot pot.

Song Wen froze with his chopsticks

The dog was criticized, showing an expression of grievance, shrunk, raised a leg at the foot of Song Wen, and made a move to pee.

Lu Siyu couldn't see it any more: "wolf, don't rub your butt against other people's pants..."

"Your dog is very familiar..." Song Wen felt that the dog under his feet was so intimate that he couldn't help reaching out and touching the dog's head.

"Wolf, say hello to the guests." With the command of Lu Siyu. The dog jumped down and ran over to Song Wen's jeans.

The dog was touched beautifully. Song Wen watched Lu Siyu play with the dog. Somehow, he felt a strange feeling in his heart. He was usually so cold. This tenderness was all used by the dog.

Clearly is a dog, why should be called Wolf?

“……”

Song Wen didn't expect to be called a nickname. He stopped and looked at Lu Siyu. His nickname colleagues don't know, and it's hard to associate with Song Wen's current appearance. He was just about to ask Lu Siyu where he got his nickname. But saw a pure white Samoye from the side of the guest bedroom jumped out, skillfully two on the table. Lu Siyu put the fish on the table and the dog began to eat it. Lu Siyu lowered his head, put out a plain white hand, scratched the dog's stomach, and the dog narrowed his eyes.

Lu Si Yu holds a big chopstick of fish. Song Wen raises his head and listens to his friendly cry, "little wolf..."

Song Wen is not polite. As if he was just here to eat, he sat down at the dinner table and ate with the landing secretary. The main course of the fish soup tastes especially good. The extremely fresh fish soup has no fishy smell. Some of the fish soup has a unique smell, which is not as greasy as other meats. The thick soup makes Song Wen warm.

"It's no trouble, but it's about adding a pair of chopsticks." Lu Siyu took out the chopsticks and put them in front of Song Wen. Then he added some minced chives to the fish soup and put them on the table. Finally, he poured two glasses of red wine. At the beginning, the wine in one cup was a little less. Lu Siyu frowned and added a little more wine. The wine in the two cups was the same height, so he took one of them to Song Wen."I'll just say a few words and go back to eat." Song Wen coughed lightly, but he refused.

"I'm used to it. Cooking is also a kind of rest." Lu Siyu took a look at Song Wen. Today is a rest day. He obviously came directly from home and made a special meal. He politely said, "Song team hasn't had dinner yet, has it?"

Song Wen's eyes finally swept the dishes on the table, and each plate was placed neatly: "you eat so much every day."

Song Wen had an occupational disease, so he scanned the whole living room, and finally fell on Lu Siyu. Lu Siyu stood aside, wearing a soft and comfortable home clothes, wearing a pair of gold wire round frame glasses, and looking at the uninvited guest without expression.

It is said that this room is designed by a Spanish designer. The whole villa is exotic. The living room is four or five meters high, and the top surface has an arc shape. As soon as you enter, there is a more than 100 flat and transparent living room with a dining room. There is a two by two square island in the kitchen, surrounded by all kinds of equipment, including both Chinese and Western kitchens. At this time, when the meal is finished, the kitchen is a mess It's very neat.

This community belongs to the rich area of Nancheng, each building is a single family, with a yard.

Song Wen went into the room and looked up at the environment.

Song Wen changed his shoes in a familiar way. Lu Siyu squatted at the door and put his shoes in a row with other shoes.

Lu Siyu's first reaction is that he wants to be absent. He looks back at the brightly lit room and the floor to ceiling windows without curtains. Considering that if he doesn't open the door, Song Wen can really turn over the windows and enter. After hesitating for a moment, he slowly opens the door and calls out: "Song team."

Lu Siyu wiped his hand and went to the door. Looking out from the cat's eye, he saw Song Wen standing at the door.

In addition to the bell, he was surprised to hear a few people waiting for the food to be served.

After stewing fish soup, Lu Siyu makes a tomato and beef brisket, which is put into a pressure cooker. The cooked potatoes are ground into mud and mixed with gravy. The meat roll in the oven makes a Zizi sound, and the lettuce roll is the most delicious.

Lu Si language has always believed that the freshness of food is closely related to the death time of organisms. In order to make enough delicious food, cooking must be carried out in the shortest time when the food dies. So he usually buys poultry and fish by himself. The blood of poultry is warm, the blood of fish is cold, and shrimp is alive. Only when this kind of food is made, can it be called delicious.

Lu Siyu's action was clean and sharp. First, he knocked the fish unconscious, removed the visceral scales, gills and the black membrane in his abdomen. Then he washed the fish expressively and washed away the blood on his hands. The water on the fish is absorbed by kitchen paper, and the oil is boiled in a hot pan. First, the fish is decocted yellow, and then the water is added. The light yellow oil flowers come up, and the color of the soup turns white gradually, until the soup is milky white and thick gradually.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Siyu cooked dinner in the small villa in the west of the south city. Today, he stewed a pot of fish soup. He killed the fish himself.

Some things, like beads, seem to have nothing to do with each other, but when you think about them carefully, there are already some signs that can be connected in series. Song Wen thought of Zhou Yining's words and the previous investigation results. He suddenly got up, picked up his clothes and went out of the door.

In the photo, Lu Siyu looks down at the trunk of the victim's car, with a concentrated expression on his pretty face.

Then Song Wen turns on his mobile phone. His fingers are sliding on the screen, but he suddenly thinks of something. He opens the photo album. There is a photo in the photo album, which he found from Cheng Xiaobing's material evidence that day. That picture should not have been taken, but the little girl pressed the shutter and was reluctant to delete it. After Song Wen found this photo, he did not make a sound, but saved one in his mobile phone.

He painted faces one by one. He loved them, Lin Zhenghua's and Lin Shang's. He didn't close the book until all kinds of faces filled the whole paper.

After the case was solved, it was busy for several days to finish, and these people in the first team finally had a rare weekend. On Sunday afternoon, Song Wen habitually took out his sketch book and began to draw.

After three days and 72 hours, a corpse case was solved, and all four criminals were arrested.

Lin is not yet an adult, and he may be waiting for his education in the juvenile detention center; Ma Minghui and Guo Zihui will be sentenced for extortion; Zhongqing will be sentenced to cover up and be punished by law for the crime of body abuse.

Song Wen went through the whole case again, and basically all the previous questions have been answered, and most of the loopholes have been filled.

Although he made a sacrifice and was willing to take the blame for him, Lin still did not escape the punishment of the law.

"The boys were punished, and the leader was even expelled, and the boy was allowed to live outside the school instead of the school. No one in the school dares to make friends with him any more. Everyone says that he is crazy and abnormal. Some even say that he has a special hobby for corpses. This boy may be naturally withdrawn. He doesn't care about the opinions of his classmates. Instead, he gets along well with his tutor. " Song Wen said that and raised his head, "when the story comes here, it's just an ordinary story. The bad students are punished, and the good students go their own way. But... "Song Wen took a sip of red wine from the glass and looked at Lu Siyu: "Xue Tong, you still have an impression of this name." That's the student who was expelled because of that.

"I always feel that this matter is not as simple as it seems. Later, I checked the social relations of this person. After he dropped out of school, he has become an ordinary taxi driver. When I asked him about that incident in his year, he seemed afraid of saying more. After my repeated questioning, he said a few words," that's what he wanted ’After that, he hung up and didn't want to reveal anything Song Wen asked the landing secretary, "what do you think Xue Tong's words mean?" Net, net, you should remember to collect or remember, report mistakes, ask for books, find books and chat with book friends: