boyfriend in the fridge

"This case is also related to 'M1'."

In the disciplined office, Song Buzhi turned on the electric fan to the maximum, slumped comfortably on the chair, squinting his eyes to enjoy the wind.

The city bureau is equipped with central air-conditioning, and the weather is not too hot. It is not time to turn on the air-conditioning, so I can only turn on the fan myself.

When Song Buzhi first came back, he looked dying, but now he recovered like a fish returning to the water.

Discipline suppressed the pain in my heart, and asked: "Why don't you forget?"

Song Buzhi shook his head: "No need. I proposed it myself...I want to change."

He smiled at the discipline, his eyes were serious after careful consideration.

Although he "has a deep abhorrence" of changing disciplines to force him to run and exercise, he knows in his heart that if he doesn't want to, even ten disciplines won't move him.

He needs someone who can give him a stern hand when he wants to do something but can't stick to it.

Such as exercise, such as going out during the day.

Although he has never suffered from any illness since he was a child, the biggest problem is that he is afraid of heat and does not want to see the sun and only wants to sleep in the refrigerator, but whether this is good or bad, he cannot tell.He also worried that if he continued like this, his body would collapse one day.

Anyway, it looks like a disease.

At least it's right to make your body strong and healthy, maybe you can resist when "that day" comes when you don't know if it will come.

As for being afraid of heat, Song Buzhi himself couldn't tell why.

He wanted to change for a long time, but he couldn't stick to it.Now, discipline appeared beside him, and even lived in, just right.

This time it seems to be able to hold on.

The corners of his eyes were crooked, and he smiled softly looking at Discipline.My heart collapsed at some point, and I lived in a person named "Discipline".

He returned to the topic: "In the grove where the body was found, the trunk of a tree was engraved with 'M1'."

"M1" is engraved very inconspicuously, on the trunk of a tree close to the branches, if Song Buzhi hadn't just glanced over it, they probably wouldn't have noticed it.

Song Buzhi flipped through his phone, found a certain photo, handed it to Discipline, and said, "Here, I took it."

The "M1" on the photo is crooked, not as aesthetically pleasing as those seen before.Ji Ji stared at it for a while, then said, "It doesn't look like it was carved with a knife, but like... a pen?"

"Yeah." Song Buzhi nodded, "It's a black pen, but the person who wrote it was using a lot of force. I feel that he is using the pen as a carving knife."

"Look here." Song Buzhi straightened up, leaned closer to Discipline, pointed to a place on the photo, and said, "There are traces left by black pens here."

Where Song Buzhi pointed, there was a black scratch.

Disciplinary rubbed the space between his brows and said, "It can't be an imitation. This mark was also done by the criminal gang."

The police did not disclose the information about "M1" in the two previous cases. It can be said that except for their criminal investigation team and some leaders, others do not know about "M1".

Song Buzhi let out a "huh", leaned back on the chair again, and said, "Shouldn't your insiders reveal it?"

Discipline: "This possibility is not ruled out, but I think it was Lu Haocai and his gang."

"There have been four 'M1' signs so far." Discipline said, "I'll ask someone to do a handwriting identification to see if it was written by one person or several people."

Song Buzhi nodded, no objection.

"Others, what else did you find?" Discipline asked.

Song Buzhi raised his eyebrows: "Won't Officer Xia and the others report to you?"

"It's not the same." Discipline said without hesitation, "I want to hear from you."

Song Buzhi smiled: "Okay - we met a person at the police station, Liu Wentao, a research and development staff of a pharmaceutical company, who is said to not accept the fact that his wife died, and went to the police station to report every day, asking the police to find out who killed his wife .”

Discipline is also a keen person, and he can hear the problem as soon as he hears it.He asked: "The husband of the deceased asked who killed the deceased as soon as he opened his mouth? The exact cause of death has not yet been revealed, how does he know?"

Song Buzhi spread his hands: "Yeah, how did he know, this is really intriguing. And his family lives in Xinhai Community, you know that community, it's not cheap. He himself said that the research and development staff of pharmaceutical companies are still senior , the salary is definitely not low. His wife is from Huacheng Bank, and the salary is not low. It is not surprising that they can afford the Xinhai Community, but there is one thing that is strange-"

"—Liu Wentao's attire is still the same as ten years ago, and even the pair of glasses he wears looks the most ordinary. Of course, he may be used to frugality... There must be such a person, in order to study I don't care about everything else, and I don't care about it. If so, I think too much."

"One more thing. According to the police at the police station, Liu Wentao and his wife have been married for ten years, but Liu Wentao's mobile phone does not even have a contact information of his wife's colleagues and friends. After his wife disappeared, he could only go to The bank where his wife works arrests people and asks... how strange it is."

Communication methods are developed these days. Wherever you go to take a test and buy something, you may be held back. Scan the QR code and add a friend to give you something. Even blind dates are popular. Add WeChat and then contact. There are still people who can live without a wife who has worked for many years Song Buzhi felt a little unbelievable about the contact information.

In which cave does this person live?

Or is there really such a person in the world?

Discipline nodded: "I'll make arrangements to investigate Liu Wentao thoroughly."

"Yeah." Song Buzhi said, "I need to investigate carefully. Xiaoyu found a button in the grove where the corpse was dumped. This button is exactly the same as the button on the shirt that Liu Wentao we saw at the police station today."

After Xiaoshulin returned to the police station, before Liu Wentao left, Xia Ji and Yu Xiaonan took the button to find Liu Wentao.After comparison, it is the button of the shirt that Liu Wentao is wearing.

The buttons are white with faintly flowing patterns.It's just that it has been worn for a long time, the buttons are a little worn, and the pattern is also dim.The pattern on each button is slightly different, but it does not prevent them from judging that it is the same button.

But the shirt Liu Wentao is wearing today does not lack buttons.

Facing the police's questioning, Liu Wentao was at a loss at first.

"What button?"

"Oh yes, this button looks like mine."

"My shirt? All the buttons on my shirt are..."

But then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he said: "When I got home that day, I found one of my shirts on the sofa in the living room, and the sewing box on the coffee table was open... Could it be that she was sewing a shirt for me before going out... …Is my shirt unbuttoned…”

The shirt Liu Wentao was talking about was brought back.

Like the one he was wearing, the two shirts were like twins.

"Liu Wentao went into the bedroom to get the shirt by himself. He said that he put the shirt away and hung it back in the closet after seeing it that day, and the sewing box was also put away." Song Buzhi said, "We are in his house. Standing in the living room for a while."

Discipline asked: "Is there anything special?"

Song Buzhi shook his head: "I don't see anything, it's just an ordinary family."

Liu Wentao's home has three bedrooms and one living room, one of which is his and Wang Yu's bedroom, and the other two are closed. I don't know if there is a second bedroom or if it has been changed to something else.

The floor of the living room is made of wood, a little dirty, squatting down and taking a closer look, you can see a thin layer of dust.There are also occasional small garbage on the ground, such as instant noodle seasoning packets that may have been accidentally dropped on the ground, such as half a sheet of paper that was torn off from nowhere.

There is a simple TV cabinet in the living room, with an LCD TV on the cabinet, and a pot of green radish and a pot of prickly pear next to the TV.In addition, there is a small bookshelf next to the sofa.The bookshelves were densely packed with books. Song Buzhi took a look and found that most of them were related to life, genes, science, etc.

There were still a few boxes of instant noodles scattered on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and the trash can next to it was full, and there was a smell of food, and it hadn't been thrown away for a few days in hot weather.

"Liu Wentao seems to be a slovenly person, and he doesn't seem to be good at tidying up in his life." Song Buzhi said, "Perhaps since Wang Yu's disappearance and death, his house has never been cleaned."

"In that case, then he may be the kind of person you just mentioned, who doesn't care about anything else for the sake of research." Discipline said.

He doesn't care what he wears every day, what he eats every day, or even how much money he makes every day, as long as he is given equipment and materials, enough for his research.

Song Buzhi shrugged his shoulders: "Who knows—speaking of which, I searched for Liu Wentao on the Internet, and there is even an encyclopedia... His research is on tumors... A few years ago, there was a report saying that Liu Wentao It seems that great progress has been made in the field of tumor treatment, but then there is no more, it seems to be nothing."

Discipline: "The current research direction is also this?"

Song Buzhi: "Officer Lei mentioned it on the way back, so it should be the same."

Discipline: "Officer Lei?"

Song Buzhi: "Lei Jun, a policeman from the police station. When Liu Wentao went to report Wang Yu's disappearance for the first time, it was Police Officer Lei who received him. He was also there when we went to Meishan Grove to investigate yesterday. He was also the one who took us all the way there today."

Discipline nodded: "There are no other discoveries in the grove?"

Song Buzhi shook his head: "Wang Yu should have died when he was taken to the grove. The grove is not the scene of the crime, and there are no other traces."

Just as Song Buzhi thought when he was in the grove, apart from the button Yu Xiaonan found and the "M1" mark he saw, they found no other useful clues.

As if his luck had run out, Sora broke into a sweat.