Star City Detective K

The scene of the crime was busy with people coming and going, and everyone was in a hurry.Zhan Qingyun stood outside the cordon in a daze, and no one even came to greet him, until Lu Yuan passed by and raised his eyes to catch a glimpse of him, then hurried over and helped him lift the isolation belt, Zhan Qingyun Subconsciously crawling over, Lu Yuan patted him on the shoulder, handing him a pair of gloves while beckoning him to follow.

The body has been transported away, leaving only the traces of human figures on the ground surrounded by white lines.It was obviously the usual scene of the crime, but it was Xu Zhicheng's house, Zhan Qingyun was inevitably grieved.Lu Yuan stood behind Zhan Qingyun and sighed.

"The initial estimated time of death was between 12:1 midnight and [-]:[-] am yesterday. There were a few traces of fighting and struggling at the scene. The murderer should have quickly subdued Xu... er, the victim." Lu Yuan said in a low voice, " No murder weapon was left at the scene, and suspicious fingerprints have been found so far, and most importantly...the cause of death cannot be determined yet." Zhan Qingyun raised his eyebrows.

"Because there is no obvious trauma on the corpse." Lu Yuan flipped through the notebook in his hand, "The only scars are the two abrasions on the arms, which should have been bumped when he was struggling to resist."

"What about the surrounding surveillance?"

"We are still investigating, but no suspicious person has been photographed." Lu Yuan replied, "This community only has surveillance on the periphery. To be precise, there are three in the small garden downstairs, one at the entrance of each unit, and one at the gate of the community. There are two positions."

"Oh. That is to say... no matter who it is, if they enter the community and the owner's room through the 'regular way', they will definitely be photographed. And on the premise that there is an accurate time of death, the surveillance is still checking..." He said , Lu Yuan brought Zhan Qingyun to the window, and pointed to the anti-theft guardrail outside the glass window. Obviously, someone cut two railings with steel pliers, and opened a gap on the anti-theft guardrail that was big enough for adults to enter and exit.

"This is the second floor," Lu Yuan said. "The windows on the first floor also have anti-theft guardrails. The murderer should have climbed over the wall to enter the complex, used the guardrails on the first floor to climb to the second floor, and then cut the steel bars to enter the room. When leaving, it was the same. The route, so it may not have been captured by surveillance. There is no valuable electrical appliances in this house, and there is no large amount of cash. It should be taken away by the murderer-suspected to be burglary."

"Not a single large bill was found?"

"I didn't find any of them." Zhan Qingyun didn't speak any more, turned around by the window sill for a moment, and looked back at Lu Yuan.

"Okay, one last question," he said. "The time of death was just before 1 a.m. and your first call to me was at 5:20 a.m. That's not the usual time when a body is supposed to be found."

"The reporter is the neighbor next door." Lu Yuan spread his hands, "He worked overtime and came back in the middle of the night. When he saw the anti-theft guardrail of the window downstairs was cut, he thought it was a thief, so he notified the security guard and called the police. Later, the police I couldn't knock on the door, and the property owner gave me the key to open it. I didn't expect to come in and find it was a murder scene..." Zhan Qingyun nodded, this is quite reasonable - he looked up at the window sill, walked back and forth in the room a few times, Take a deep breath.

"Old Lu, this case is probably committed by an acquaintance."

"...Huh?" Lu Yuan looked blank.

"Hello." Zhan Qingyun frowned slightly, "Don't say you didn't notice..."

"What should I find out?" Lu Yuan asked him back, "Zhan Qingyun, have you ever seen an acquaintance who cut off the anti-theft guardrail and killed someone?" Zhan Qingyun raised the corner of one lip meaningfully, and tapped on the glass window lightly.

"……what!"

"Cutting the anti-theft guardrail and climbing in through the window will not be suspected," Zhan Qingyun spread his hands, "but what if the window is locked? Is there another hole big enough for one person to get in? We will choose this method, which means The murderer knew that the window was not locked, so he could enter the room by slipping through the anti-theft guardrail. Second, the movement of cutting the guardrail was not small. If the murderer dared to do this, on the one hand, the neighbors could not be disturbed, and on the other hand, Uncle Xu could not be disturbed. Last night The neighbor is not working overtime, so I won’t talk about it. What’s the matter with Uncle Xu? Even in the living room, you can’t hear such a loud sound of cutting steel bars in the bedroom? As far as I know, his sleep is not particularly good. Finally, the scene You probably haven't sorted it out yet, have you?"

"No." Zhan Qingyun pointed to the potted plants on the windowsill.

"The murderer fumbled in blindly. There are so many flower pots inside and out, but none of them were knocked down?"

"That's why I said, the acquaintance committed the crime - first of all, the murderer knew that the neighbors were working overtime, which windows were unlocked, and even where the plants on the window sills were placed. As for Uncle Xu...he also heard the movement of cutting the guardrail... In addition, not a single large-value banknote was found at the scene, which is also very strange." Zhan Qingyun copied his hands and walked slowly to the door, "Why is the murderer so familiar with the place where Uncle Xu put his money? Can he get all the large-value banknotes Not left?" Lu Yuan seemed stunned by what he said, and didn't move for a long time.

"Old Lu, come and take a look at this. The wooden floor here is not as faded as other places. There must be some furniture here, because it is blocked, and it will not be exposed to sunlight for a long time. And it must have been in the last one or two days. The genius moved it away—the dust accumulated in the corner over there was not cleaned up." Zhan Qingyun stopped near the door, he looked down at the ground for a while, and then turned to Lu Yuan with a slight frown.

"We noticed it too." Lu Yuan replied, "It probably moved out a few days ago, why do you care about this?" Zhan Qingyun was silent for a moment.

"It's hard to say." Zhan Qingyun explained, "Maybe I'm overthinking, please pay attention to what is here."

Gu Pan stood opposite Zhan Qingyun's desk, carefully observing his expression.

"Mu Mingyuan..." Zhan Qingyun murmured.

"Team Zhan...Is there any problem with this Mu Mingyuan?" Zhan Qingyun didn't speak, Gu Pan paused, and then continued to rummage through his bag, "Team Zhan, my uncle got these accounts." In the surveillance video of the account opening operation, it is this person who opened the account with Mu Mingyuan's identity." Zhan Qingyun raised an eyebrow and glanced at her, "Gu Pan, how do you know that it was 'opening an account with Mu Mingyuan'?"

"Because the surveillance captured a middle-aged man? At least fifty." Gu Pan replied as a matter of course, and gave Zhan Qingyun the surveillance screenshot he had finally found, and rolled his eyes, "From Mu Mingyuan's identity Judging by the ID number, he is not as old as me this year, so he can't be an old man." Zhan Qingyun glanced at the photo and clenched his fists.

"Let me say, Team Zhan... Do you think this person looks familiar? Have you met him somewhere?" Zhan Qingyun clenched his teeth and did not make a sound. Gu Pan did not notice any abnormality in him and continued on.

"It's not just where I met it, it scares you to death..." Zhan Qingyun thought gloomily, there was no special expression on his face, he just restrained all his carelessness, and looked at her very seriously, "Gu Pan, I'm sorry, please help me One thing. From now on, you should act as if nothing happened, remind Uncle Gu and let him clean up the traces of the investigation. This matter should not exist." Gu Pan was stunned for a moment.

"Team Zhan...?" Zhan Qingyun shrugged, stood up and pushed her out of the door.

"Listen to me, don't get involved." Gu Pan didn't dare to say anything, and left the office blankly. Zhan Qingyun sat down, crossed his fingers, and pressed his eyebrows.

There were still those screenshots of the surveillance video on the table. Although it was not clear, Zhan Qingyun would never mistake this figure and gait—it was Xu Zhicheng.

The lights in the bar were too dim, and Zhan Qingyun couldn't see who the person walking beside him was, but he felt that the other person's voice was very familiar.

"Hey, are you going to die here drunk?"

"Don't...don't worry about it." Zhan Qingyun couldn't speak clearly, he swung the man's hand away with his tongue, and poured out half a glass of the wine in his hand, and it all fell on the man's skirt, "Go away ..."

"Don't care?" The other party laughed in a low voice, "Captain Zhan, don't you see where you came from? I'll go now and see if you will be... stolen tomorrow?" Zhan Qingyun finally recognized who was in front of him. He squinted his eyes and put down his glass, reached out and grabbed the other person's wrist, "Bai... Yan...?"

"Yo? Do you still know someone? It's not easy, Team Zhan, he almost drank to the bottom of the table, and he can still call you by the right name? Why didn't I find you——Hello!" Zhan Qingyun obviously didn't understand Bai Yan's ridicule, he Suddenly leaning forward, he stretched out his arms and tightly wrapped around Bai Yan's waist - Bai Yan was standing, he was sitting, and with such a leap forward, he almost buried his face directly in Bai Yan's stomach.

"Oh no... Get away! You can't even wash my shirt if it's dirty!" Bai Yan tore Zhan Qingyun off his body with a face full of disgust, and suddenly stopped in the middle of the pull.With his hand on Zhan Qingyun's shoulder, he suddenly noticed that the other person was trembling slightly, "What's wrong with you... Zhan Qingyun?" The arm holding him tightened a little more.

"Don't move around, I'll take you back." Bai Yan said in a low voice, "It's okay, I'm here." Zhan Qingyun's state is not right today, and Bai Yan didn't taunt again.He leaned over and patted Zhan Qingyun's shoulder, went to the bar to pay for the drink, and then pulled Zhan Qingyun's arm over his shoulder to lift him up.If Zhan Qingyun was awake, he would be able to hear some tenderness and patience from these whispers - it's a pity that he doesn't have the extra wit to listen to these overtones.

The sound of gunfire resounded through the shooting training ground.

"Two of them are 9 rings, try again."

"I'm already the team's best result!"

"I say start over."

"why!"

"Zhan, Qing, Yun. I told you to do it all over again." Zhan Qingyun looked down at the training field... the self who was only in his early twenties sounded - at that time, he and Lu Yuan were both Xu Zhicheng's students, the two of them Today's ability, counted, was brought out by Xu Zhicheng.

"Zhan Qingyun, what you want to do is ten times more dangerous than others, and you only have ordinary ability to meet the standard. Are you looking for death? To do something ten times more dangerous, you have to be ten times more elite than others. Only in this way can you live Come down." In the end, Xu Zhicheng blurred in front of his eyes and gradually faded away, leaving only these words, resounding like thunder in his heart.

It was already dawn, and the sun shone brightly, illuminating the not-so-unfamiliar bed and room. Suddenly, a cry came from the room——"Uncle Xu..." Zhan Qingyun called out unconsciously, almost at the same time, He was also awakened by his own voice.

Zhan Qingyun blinked, froze for a few seconds, threw off the quilt, and jumped off the bed.Stepping on the cold floor with his bare feet, he finally confirmed that this was not another dream—it was indeed Bai Yan's home.

"Are you sober?" Bai Yan stood at the door, holding a glass of milk, and looked at him leisurely, "It's so rare that a dignified criminal policeman would go to the bar to drink to soothe his sorrows... Uh, are you soothed?" Zhan Qingyun sighed softly, lowering his eyes slightly.

"Bai Yan," he said in a low voice, "Uncle Xu was killed... yesterday morning." Bai Yan didn't speak, and after a few seconds of silence, he walked over silently and handed him the glass of milk in his hand.Probably because of the addition of honey, the warm and sweet aroma hits the face.

"Oh? The shell company is under the name of Mu Mingyuan. So who is this person?"

"Just looking at the name Mu Mingyuan, it might be nothing. I didn't think it was anything at first. Then I remembered, I've seen this name... Uncle Xu once mentioned that his daughter Xu Yuan's boyfriend is just It's called Mu Mingyuan, and I lamented that this surname is rare at the time, and I will never remember it wrong." Zhan Qingyun held the teacup, staring blankly at the ups and downs of the tea leaves in the cup.

"It's clear. At first you found the counterfeit K logo, and suspected that it was the old K's __ gang that was using the old K's name to conduct __ goods transactions. According to the shell company pointed to by the transaction capital chain—Mu Mingyuan's name The shell company under the name — the account holder is Mu Mingyuan’s future father-in-law, Xu Zhicheng.” Bai Yan looked out of the window, and answered casually, kicking his legs back, and the swivel chair slid back smoothly, accurately Stop by the window.

"If Xu Zhicheng is an insider..." Zhan Qingyun gritted his teeth, and every sentence seemed jerky, "Although many things can be explained, the drug transactions were all transferred out after the Drug Enforcement Administration's operation was over. It was all before the crackdown started. I..."

"Zhan Qingyun." Bai Yan suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhan Qingyun's wrist.He asked in a harsh tone, "Did you learn everything in the police school for nothing? How long have you known Uncle Xu? Don't you know what kind of person he is? You still want to be a criminal policeman like this? Yes Didn't the murderer just dig a hole for you, and you just jumped in? Lay in the hole for eternity?" Zhan Qingyun raised his eyes to look at him, because of lack of sleep, there were deep blue-black shadows in his eyes.

"..."

"I'll just ask you." Bai Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, pinching his wrist tightly with his fingers, "Haven't you ever thought about other possibilities? Is there any inside story? You are going to give up on Uncle Xu's murder." Investigation?" Zhan Qingyun tilted his head slightly, avoiding Bai Yan's gaze.

"I'll go to the scene again." After a long silence, Zhan Qingyun took a deep breath, pushed away Bai Yan's fingers and stood up, and took Bai Yan's coat from the back of the chair casually, "My dress smells too alcoholic, borrow it Yours." Bai Yan shrugged.

Before Zhan Qingyun opened the door, he paused for a moment, then turned his head and glanced at Bai Yan, "Thank you."

When Zhan Qingyun was waiting for the red light, he held the steering wheel with one hand and took out his mobile phone to check - there were dozens of missed calls. He sighed and called his colleague back.

"Old Lu, how is your side?" Lu Yuan took a deep breath over the phone.

"Zhan Qingyun, where did you die? Why do you pretend to be dead every time you have something to ask you and don't answer the phone! Come back to the police quickly, your order is here."

The red light flashed and turned green, Zhan Qingyun turned to the opposite direction of the city police station, "I want to go to Uncle Xu's house again... Uh, the scene of the crime, why don't you come over here too? If you have anything to say, come to the scene."

"...Alright. I'll say hello to the other side. If you arrive first, go in directly."

Because they had been notified in advance, the little policemen at the scene respectfully helped Zhan Qingyun raise the cordon.Zhan Qingyun walked around the room for a few times, and finally stopped at the place where the furniture was left—about two meters long and about one meter wide. There were four serious wear and tear marks on the floor, probably from the four legs of the furniture— — This should be a big square table.

"Generally speaking, this kind of table is mostly used as a dining table in the homes of the older generation." Zhan Qingyun turned his face and looked at the round dining table in the house, "However, there is already a large table in the house. It's a suitable dining table." Zhan Qingyun continued to look around, and made a little gesture with his hand, "Isn't this big table lying on the wall of the bedroom a very obstructive object?"

Zhan Qingyun continued to think, and simply walked around to the study room, opened the cabinet doors and drawers one by one, carefully checked each book, and finally found three photo albums from the inconspicuous corner under the bookcase——It is very It's an old photo album, and many of them are photos of Xu Zhicheng when he was young, and some were taken at home, but the house he lived in at that time was obviously not the house he is now, and the room seemed cramped. At the age of 20, his daughter Xu Yuan was still a small dumpling, rolling and spitting bubbles on the ground... However, in any of the photos at that time, there was no furniture similar to this large table.

Zhan Qingyun smiled unconsciously while flipping through the photos slowly, as if flipping through the memories of an old friend—after a while, his hand stopped suddenly—his fingers stopped on an old black and white photo, Still in the narrow room at that time, a young man was holding Xu Yuan, who was about one year old, the picture was not very clear, but Zhan Qingyun noticed this man at a glance - he looked too much like Bai Yan.

Regardless of the age of the photo, Zhan Qingyun even thought it was Bai Yan.It's hard to imagine, if there is no blood relationship, how can they be so similar by coincidence.Footsteps sounded outside the door, followed by the voice of a little policeman outside the cordon saying hello, "Officer Lu."

"You're here." Zhan Qingyun hesitated for a few seconds, quickly took out the photo from the album and stuffed it into his lapel, then closed the album, raised his head and gave Lu Yuan a pure and serious face-to-face.

It was as if his private photo collection had never happened.