boyfriend in the fridge

Lawyers have a duty of confidentiality.

Regarding Sheng Xinyao's matter, Song Buzhi didn't ask, nor did he intend to ask.

He just said to Chang Fei: "Your boss may be right in his judgment. Your client did not rape Ou Yue."

Chang Fei still trusted Hou Yisheng's judgment, but... He rubbed his nose and said, "The main thing is the extracted semen... This is the key evidence for conviction."

But to overthrow this evidence, the difficulty is not one or two points.

Song Buzhi didn't sleep much during the day, and he was used to not sleeping at night. Although it was midnight, he was still awake.He patted Jin Dafa, who had been wandering around since he came back, and said, "Okay, okay, let's go out and sneak you first, okay?"

Jin Dafa was smart, understood the word "slip", immediately took the initiative to grab the leash, and eagerly sent it to Song Buzhi.

Jin Dafa still went into the alley.Song Buzhi was thinking about the case in his heart, but he didn't care much about it, letting it pull him away.When he noticed the changes in the surrounding environment, Song Buzhi found that he was in the alley last night - the place where Ou Jie was killed.

There were no cars in the alley tonight.It is said that the car is still in the Municipal Bureau, and it is still in the process of all-round investigation and testing.And Che Zhang Tianbao heard that it was unlucky, and was debating whether to get it or not.

Walking to the place where the car was parked last night, Song Buzhi grabbed Jin Dafa and stood there sweeping the left and right sides of the front.

Enter the iron gate on the left front, which is Hi Show KTV.Song Buzhi looked up, and the dark blue sky seemed to be illuminated by the colorful lights of Hexiu KTV.

He wondered in a daze why he hadn't noticed last night.

And there seemed to be a faint singing voice coming through the reinforced concrete wall, sometimes soft and affectionate, sometimes bold and exciting... And last night, last night, all his mind seemed to be sucked away by the dead man in the car, I can't even remember whether I have noticed that there is Hexiu KTV next to it.

It was the camera at the back door of Zhiwei Barbecue that captured the half of the shadow at the back door of Heixiu, which was located in front of the right side of where Song Buzhi was standing at this time.

Song Buzhi looked up at the camera.

The camera is not obvious in the dark night, like an invisible soldier guarding silently.

After walking the dog, Song Buzhi returned home and forced himself to lie down on the bed and squint for a while.

On the second day, Song Buzhi came to the city bureau.

Discipline communicated with the guard, and now Song Buzhi will not be stopped when he goes in and out.

The city bureau usually goes to work in the morning at 08:30, but now it is less than eight o'clock, and the office of the Criminal Investigation Brigade is busy.

Song Buzhi's arrival made everyone's eyes focus on him.

After Discipline briefly explained his status as a consultant, he began to assign tasks one by one.

"Lao Xia, Lao Wang, and Xiao Yu continued to investigate Hi Show KTV, asking the employees and guests who were in Hi Show that night for questioning one by one."

"Xiao Xie and Xiao Jin continued to investigate the bloody characters, focusing on what happened to Wang Fugui half a month ago."

"Old Yu and Xiao Li went to find out about Oujie's family and interpersonal relationship..."

Discipline calmly gave orders, and all the criminal police in the office were gone, leaving only Song Buzhi as an outsider.

Song Buzhi looked at him leaning against the wall, and asked, "Captain Ji, what about me?"

Discipline picked up the coat hanging on the back of the chair, put it on and walked outside, saying, "Come with me."

Discipline brought Song Buzhi to Bai Zhuona.

Bai Zhuo also came early.He is sitting at the computer typing.

Seeing discipline coming over, he yawned and said, "It's so early? Hey, aren't you that one? Isn't it the family of the deceased who came here?"

Discipline said lightly: "He is the family member of the deceased."

Song Buzhi's heart moved, and he glanced at Discipline.

Bai Zhuo scratched his head and said, "I haven't finished it yet..."

Song Buzhi didn't understand what he was talking about at first, but for some reason, he immediately understood, and hurriedly said, "It doesn't matter, I'll just take a look."

Bai Zhuo looked at Discipline and asked for his opinion.

Discipline took a look at Song Buzhi and nodded.

Bai Zhuo stood up and said, "Then come with me."

Bai Zhuo didn't sleep much last night, and he was a little sleepy at this time, and his mind was not so clear. At this moment, he suddenly remembered that Song Buzhi was the owner of the place where the refrigerator dismemberment case happened more than a month ago, so he said without hesitation: "Young man, you are a bit miserable. You have been murdered twice in a row, and the people who died were people you knew."

Song Buzhi: "..."

Discipline slapped Bai Zhuo's back hard, causing Bai Zhuo to stagger, but also slapped him awake.

Bai Zhuo laughed a few times in embarrassment, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm just a bitch, forgive me."

Song Buzhi said without expression: "...it's all right."

Immediately afterwards, Song Buzhi said again: "You are quite right."

Bai Zhuo: "..."

Ou Jie, who appeared in front of Song Buzhi, was completely naked, with his eyes closed, lying quietly on the table.The blood on his body has been washed clean, and the expression on his face is not so painful and distorted.His face was pale, and the scar on his right cheek was very obvious.

But looking at it this way, Song Buzhi could see a bit of Ou Jie's appearance in his memory.

Oujie was very thin, and I don't know if it was because of the excessive blood flow, but the traces of bones under his skin were particularly obvious, piece by piece, as if they were going to penetrate the skin and protrude out.

And it should be the reason for the beating. There are obvious beating marks on his skin.

His abdomen was cut open. The wound didn't look wide, but the section looked extremely hideous.

Bai Zhuo observed Song Buzhi's expression, seeing that he didn't have the common people's reactions of vomiting and disgust when seeing the corpse, so he relaxed.

He pointed to the wound on Oujie's abdomen and said, "Abdominal aorta was injured, he lost blood and died - did you see this knife? It was stabbed by this kind of ordinary fruit knife."

Bai Zhuo picked up a common fruit knife on the market from the side, and showed it to Ji Ji and Song Buzhi.

Song Buzhi was silent for a while, and then said: "There is no place for knives in the corridor, right? Then this fruit knife, the murderer carried it with him?"

Discipline said: "It may also be that there is a fruit knife somewhere in the corridor before the arrival. The murderer took it when he saw it."

Song Buzhi let out a "huh", and his eyes returned to Oujie's face.

The hands hanging on both sides gradually clenched, Song Buzhi secretly vowed that the murderer who killed Oujie must be caught.

——However, even if the murderer is caught, Oujie won't be able to come back.

Discipline seemed to see through his mind and said, "Just do what you can do."

Song Buzhi looked at him.

"The rest, leave it to me."

"If you can't even give an explanation to the deceased, what's the use of the police?"

The doorman called and Ou Jie's father Ou Chunlin came.

Discipline looked at Song Buzhi inquisitively, and Song Buzhi shook his head, saying that he would not avoid it.

Before Ou Chunlin came up, Bai Zhuo approached Discipline and whispered, "I'm going to send the clothes to the provincial department."

Discipline nodded.

Bai Zhuo was testing the pink sweater that Ou Jie wore before he died, and he found a small piece of blood that did not belong to Ou Jie, but with the current technology of the Municipal Bureau, it is still impossible to do DNA testing on such a small piece of blood.

Besides Ou Chunlin, there was also Ou Yue who came.

Song Buzhi stood behind Discipline, looking at Ou Yue calmly.

Ou Yue can't say how good-looking she is, she is not even as handsome as Ou Jie.But when you look at her, you can't imagine that she is only 16 years old.She still has unremoved makeup on her face, and she looks like she is 26 years old.

But she seemed a little timid and scared, her eyeballs wearing colored contact lenses turned left and right unconsciously, she seemed startled when she saw Oujie's face, she stopped in a daze, and then shed tears.

At this time, Bai Zhuo had covered Oujie with a white cloth, only his head was exposed.

Ou Chunlin originally followed the police in silence, but when he saw Ou Jie, he burst into tears: "My son...my miserable son...was abandoned by his mother...he was killed again... ah……"

Song Buzhi: "..."

Where did this show come from?Ah!

Ou Chunlin didn't come closer to look, but he was separated by a distance of one or two meters. While crying, he got shorter and gradually squatted down.

Apart from crying silently, Ou Yue didn't make a sound, it was as quiet as if she didn't exist.

Song Buzhi couldn't connect her with the girl who insisted that Sheng Xinyao raped and insisted on suing him.From the face of Ou Yue in front of him, he couldn't see the determination and bravery.

On the contrary, he felt that Ou Yue was a little cowardly.

His throat was itchy, and Song Buzhi suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette.

He was not addicted to cigarettes, and he hadn't smoked for a long time, but a certain emotion resurfaced in such an atmosphere.

——The person who was killed was the young man he brought up with his own hands.

When Song Buzhi passed Ji Ji, he said in a low voice, "I'll go out," and then quickly walked towards the bathroom.

He didn't bring a cigarette or a lighter, and he didn't intend to ask someone from the city bureau for one, so he went to the bathroom.

When the cold water hit his face, Song Buzhi took a deep breath.

After splashing several handfuls of cold water in a row, Song Buzhi looked up again, and saw another person beside himself in the mirror.

Song Buzhi wiped his face, letting the remaining drops of water flow down his face and hair, soaking into his shirt.

"Ji team." Seeing discipline's expression, Song Buzhi suddenly wanted to laugh, "Are you worried about me with your expression?"

Discipline didn't say a word, he casually tore a few paper towels from the wall next to him and handed them to him.

Song Buzhi took it unceremoniously, wiped it on his face casually, crumpled it up and threw it into the trash can.

"Thank you." Song Buzhi said, "I can't see that you are very considerate, Captain Ji."

Discipline still didn't speak, and walked out with him in silence.

After walking a few steps, Song Buzhi turned his head, raised his eyebrows, and teased, "Ji Dui, if you look at me like that again, I will think you like me."

"But let's go, I don't have the police in my life plan."

The sad and depressed emotions were briefly dispelled, but when Song Buzhi sat in the disciplined car, the seriousness returned to his face.

Discipline turned the steering wheel and drove out.

The car just drove out of the city bureau, and it was unclear where it was going, Song Buzhi asked casually, "Where are you going?"

Discipline: "Hi Show KTV."

Song Buzhi tilted his head and said, "Didn't you send the other policemen there?"

Discipline directly stated: "You have a certain ability, I can't guess it for the time being. But you can use this ability to investigate the case and find the murderer, right? Since the purpose is the same, it is better for us to cooperate than to let you act on your own." .”

Song Buzhi let out an "oh" with a rising sound, and did not deny the fact that he had certain abilities: "This is the real reason why you asked me to be a consultant? You want to observe me closely and know my abilities? But discipline team -"

He had a half-smile: "Why don't you seem to be surprised that I have a certain ability? This doesn't seem to be the reaction of normal people, does it?"

Discipline answered irrelevantly: "Gao Bin put the suitcase in the pet clinic at that time, you sent someone to bring it over, right?"

The topic turned a little fast, Song Buzhi seemed to have lost the motor in his mind at this moment, he didn't react, so he didn't respond.

Discipline: "Before the pet clinic was pulled down, the last picture that appeared on the surveillance was a husky. I don't believe that this husky has nothing to do with you."

Song Buzhi leaned back on the chair relaxedly, put his right hand on the door and buttoned it, and said, "My dog ​​is a golden retriever named Jin Dafa, so it is related to me."

— This is denial.

Discipline smiled, and then said seriously: "You haven't used your ability to do anything illegal and criminal before, right now——can I trust you?"

Song Buzhi stared at the straight road ahead, and said a word firmly.

"can."