Criminal evidence

The missing person notice posted on the cement wall was blown off by the wind.

The lovely smiling face of the lost child was soaked in the stagnant water on the muddy floor, turning pale and rotten.

A hobbled grandmother walked in the rain with a cane. She bent down and used her dry, rough fingers full of meridians to pick up the photos of children left in the pool.

With trembling fingertips, he wiped away the mud printed on the child's face, carefully folded up the photo and put it in his arms, before walking away slowly.

Surrounded by unopened breakfast shops and bicycle tire repair spots, many five-storey small concrete buildings stand irregularly in the city.

Messy, oppressive, restless and fear enveloped people's hearts.

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Wancheng July, the suffocating dog days.

Even though it was raining, it was also mixed with a lot of stuffy heat. The window at the head of the bed was wide open, and many raindrops, like cotton needles, floated in and landed on Lu Qinghe's disheveled hair.

He was wearing a white old man's vest and gray linen shorts, and he was holding a pillow with his hands and a quilt between his legs.

There were some slight grunting sounds between sniffs.

Next to the single wooden bed is a desk with a lot of materials, and a bottle of ink that has not been screwed on after use.

A tattered pager flashed a faint light, and as soon as it made a harsh "beep beep", it was slapped on the ground by Lu Qinghe.

"Grass!"

A foul word was choked out of his hoarse voice early in the morning.

Lu Qinghe turned over and wanted to pick it up. He touched the ground with his clean fingers, but he couldn't find where the pager was.

He just raised his head, but before he could open his eyes, he hit the ground with a "boom".

The room was very dirty and messy, and there were a lot of dirty clothes piled up on the sleeping person's wooden bed.

He was dazed at first, but now he was completely awake. Lu Qinghe reached out to pick up the pager cursingly. He pressed it and saw that he hurriedly got up from the ground and ran downstairs.

It was still dark, and it was raining, so the inside of the house was even more humid and stuffy.

Lu Qinghe lived in a resettlement house allocated by the bureau, a single room with shared bathrooms, and the first floor was a reception room with telephones for them to contact the outside world.

"What did you say?"

The signal is not good in rainy days, and there are always some interfering radio sounds on the other end of the phone.

Lu Qinghe listened to the sound of rain outside the door with one ear, and wished he could plug it into the phone receiver with the other ear.

The person on the other side of the phone also faced the problem of poor signal, so he shouted with him as hard as he could.

"Long Street No. [-] Hutong, there was a murder case. A three-year-old girl was thrown into a trash can. She was naked and dead. Those who worked overtime at the bureau last night have already sealed off the scene. Team Shen Let me notify you, Zhang An, Chen Hao, and Ma Yue, and call the police immediately."

Answering a phone call wastes both ears and throat, which makes people feel more strenuous than running 5000 meters.

Lu Qinghe cursed, turned around and went upstairs again, one of the slippers ran away and he didn't have time to go back to pick it up.

The old man in the reception room was wearing reading glasses, and he was no stranger to this situation. He just stuck his head out of the window and shouted, "Xiao Lu, you go first. I will keep these slippers for you."

The word "good" was faintly mixed with the sound of rain, and the old man was humming a tune, and lay back in his wicker chair again.

Before the man had time to go up the stairs, he took off his vest and entered the room while tugging on his pants.

Lu Qinghe was busy changing clothes, and was also busy scolding Shen Changyan.

"What's wrong with you bastard, you just live next door to me and call me out?"

From the second when I received the page to tidy myself up and run out the door, the alarm clock on the desktop can't turn on for 5 minutes.

Lu Qinghe staggered and rattled, the floor was so noisy that no one could sleep peacefully.

He didn't take the umbrella, and the raincoat fell into the puddle in a panic, Lu Qinghe cursed again, and simply kicked the obstructing thing away.

"Dingling, Dingling" was pressed all the way on the bicycle, and the first dull atmosphere in the early morning was scratched by him.

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Hutong No. [-], Changjie, the cordon has been opened.

A lot of people with umbrellas were crowded around to watch the excitement, and everyone talked a lot.

The police officer took a pen and paper and carefully took notes for the first person who discovered the second scene, "Do you know the victim?"

The sanitation worker stood in the rain, she clasped her hands awkwardly, and replied in a panic.

"I only know that this girl is the granddaughter of old man Mu's family. There are usually many children playing in this area. Yesterday at six o'clock in the afternoon, I cooperated with the garbage truck to clean up for the last time and returned home."

Around the trash can, there are still many people wearing police clothes and blue plastic gloves and shoe covers, rummaging for something.

The stench of transpiration has a sour smell after being soaked in rainwater.

The alleys are long, the roads are narrow, and the entire terrain is intertwined and criss-crossed, spreading deeper and deeper.

Lu Qinghe pedaled his bicycle very fast.

"The identity of the deceased has been confirmed. His parents were divorced and he lived with his grandparents. Yesterday he went out to play as usual and never came back. The old man waited until dinner and did not see anyone, so he asked his relatives, friends and neighbors to go out to look for it. At [-]:[-] this morning, I went to the police station in a nearby jurisdiction to report the incident."

"This centralized garbage collection point is less than 500 meters away from the deceased's grandmother's house. There are no street lights in the entire alley at night. The garbage truck comes to collect it at [-] pm and [-] am."

"The first person found on the scene was the sanitation worker in charge of this alley. She just finished sweeping the street today. Because of her poor family conditions, she occasionally came to dig through the trash cans. She didn't do it in bad weather like rain. , but yesterday her grandson asked her for a pick-up truck, and she happened to see someone throwing away a broken one when she was passing by, and she found the dead person in the process of picking it up."

Lu Qinghe squeezed in from the crowd.

As soon as he showed his police ID, he stretched out his hand to pull up the cordon and bent over to enter, when he saw Shen Changyan wearing a blue raincoat, standing tall in the middle of the long alley.

Beside him are colleagues in police uniforms who are reporting to him the basic facts of the case they have learned.

Shen Changyan put one hand in his pocket, and one hand was hanging by his side. He frowned and pursed his lips, staring fixedly at the garbage can that had just been dug out. A white cloth soaked in rainwater, revealing most of the silhouette of the dead.

A little girl who just turned three years old.

"It's so fucking cruel."

Ma Yue spread his hands full of filth, he stood in the garbage dump and said.

"I heard from Chen Hao that it was rape and murder. When the little girl was found, she had no clothes on, she was naked, and she was full of injuries. I don't know which bastard who has lost all children and grandchildren can do such a heartless thing. "

When Zhang An came over, he took a pair of clean gloves, and after handing them to Lu Qinghe, he warned, "Captain Shen is in a bad mood today, you must restrain yourself, and don't recruit him at this juncture."

Lu Qinghe was speechless, he lowered his head and put on his gloves, "You think I'm free every day?"

"Aren't I worried? Besides, you two had a fight yesterday."

"Yesterday was yesterday, and today is today. Besides, personal grievances have nothing to do with business. How can I get angry with him?" After putting on the gloves, he slapped him twice, and Lu Qinghe asked, "Tell me, what are we going to do now?"

Ma Yue pointed to the garbage under his feet.

"Team Shen ordered that we clean up the pile in front of us first, and see if we can find any valuable clues."

Lu Qinghe nodded, and he said, "Then everyone be careful."

As a criminal police officer, digging garbage, jumping into cesspit, and crawling down the sewer are common things. Lu Qinghe was about to bend down and start searching from the southwest corner of the garbage dump when he suddenly heard someone calling his name.

"Lu Qinghe." Shen Changyan raised his voice, "Bring your pen and paper, and follow me."

"..." Isn't that a good way to dig through the trash?

At this time, Lu Qinghe was unwilling to be with Shen Changyan, and when he heard the voice, he turned to look at Ma Yue, but Ma Yue just shrugged at him, expressing that he could do nothing about the arrangement of his superiors.

Besides, taking transcripts is no better than digging through trash, so hurry up if you have such a good job.

Chen Hao and Zhang An were too busy to find some clues in this garbage dump, so they didn't notice what happened here.

Shen Changyan, on the other hand, looked good. Surrounded by a crowd of ashen-faced, short-sleeved pants, he still insisted on wearing a white shirt and black trousers, shining brightly in the crowd.

Make a person look like a dog.

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After arriving from the scene of the crime, Shen Changyan immediately called the family of the deceased for questioning.

It's just that there is no suitable place to stay around and the weather is bad, so Shen Changyan and Lu Qinghe entered the victim's house very sorry.

Judging from the exterior environment and interior decoration of the house, the family's economic conditions are indeed very average.

The layout of the room is simple, but things are scattered on the ground in a mess, which seems to be man-made.

"It's a crime, it's a crime. Our little one just celebrated his third birthday last week. Who on earth is so vicious to do such a thing that is not as good as a pig or a dog?"

Grandpa was lying in the back room, and there were bursts of mournful questioning in the dark room.

The person who left to take care of him was the deceased's aunt.

I heard that when the accident happened, the grandmother of the deceased could not accept it, so she recited it in one breath, and was rushed to the hospital, and the grandfather also lost control of his emotions after confirming the identity of the deceased, which is still unbelievable.

What Shen Changyan said was to visit, but Lu Qinghe understood that his first goal was to visit the victim's family environment.

Just like now, he entrusted himself with the task of comforting himself, and he was on the window sill, in the bedroom, in the toilet, in the kitchen, and in every corner of the victim's home.

"This child is my sister's only child. Her parents divorced two years ago. The child's father disliked her as a girl, so he found another woman outside and gave birth to a son. He brought her back and forced my sister to divorce him. "

The person who spoke was the uncle of the deceased. He was young, about sixteen or seventeen years old, and he should still be studying.

When such a thing happened, everyone was very depressed, but because the two elderly people in the family couldn't stand the stimulation and collapsed, so now he can only stand up and communicate with the police.

"Our family's conditions are not good. Both parents are suffering from some illnesses. My sister raised her daughter alone. She went out to work because of too much financial pressure. She hasn't been back for more than two years. Dodo is usually very obedient and well-behaved. She is very sensible. The people around her The neighbors love her."

As he was talking, he couldn't hold back and raised his hand to wipe away his tears.

Lu Qinghe felt as uncomfortable as anyone else, seeing this, he quickly pulled out a piece of toilet paper and handed it to the other party.

"Everyone is very sad that such a thing happened, but you can rest assured that our police will solve the case quickly and give justice to the victim."

Originally on the way there, Lu Qinghe had already recorded in his notebook the questions he needed to ask later, but who knew that when he sat down on the sofa, he didn't even have a chance to speak, and he experienced the suffering of the world firsthand.

Although he is not married and has no children, this guy's empathy ability is extremely strong.

He could imagine how he would feel when he had a well-behaved and lovely daughter in the future and encountered such a thing at the most innocent age.

So after closing the question book, Lu Qinghe continued to be persuasive, and ensured that he would take care of the grief of the deceased's family members in a more comforting manner.

Until Shen Changyan finished his inspection and returned to the living room, he stretched out his hand and lifted Lu Qinghe to the side like a chick.

It was only then that Lu Qinghe remembered that there was still a living King of Hades in this room.

Shen Changyan raised his leg and kicked the hem of his shoe, motioned for people to get out of the way, sat down upright, took out his small notebook, and took out a pen from his shirt pocket, with a steady voice, without emotional ups and downs, almost without raising his head ask.

"The name of the deceased."

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1,

Jiang Yan worked as an undercover agent for the anti-narcotics police for six years. During this period, he contacted and went online, sent back news, and made countless deeds.

It coincided with the intensification of anti-drug efforts at the border, and the leader of the gang temporarily announced the withdrawal of the northern Myanmar region in order to avoid the limelight.

At this critical moment, when he was half an inch away from pinching someone's death spot, Jiang Yan ignored the emergency recall order and followed the leader of the organization to retreat without authorization.

I thought that by infiltrating into the middle layer, I would be able to grasp more clues to the crime, follow one move to control the enemy, go straight to the lair, and wipe out the entire army.

Unexpectedly, in the three-no-regulation area where the thieves are king, the most important task he received was to track down the leader's sweetheart who has been taking care of him for 16 years and still refuses to obey him.

2,

According to the grandmother in the village, Wen Shumian was trafficked to northern Myanmar when he was two years old.

Originally, according to the fate of the predecessors, he was either cut off his hands and feet and sent to beggars, or he was forced to embark on this life of drinking blood at the tip of a knife like the other young people in the village.

But Zhou Zheng, who was so beautiful by nature, was caught by the boss Xiaoye again.

So he was his attendant when he was young, he became his sweetheart when he grew up, and later he became rebellious, and was watched more than his life.

3,

Jiang Yan met Wen Shumian for the first time, and the beauty leaned against the flowers.

When seeing him, a pair of almond eyes narrowed slightly, the pupils were clear, and his appearance was gorgeous, which can be called stunning.

With a light tap of the finger, a poisonous flower was picked off, and the thin lips curled up, and he opened his mouth to speak to him.

"Northern Myanmar is not a place for good people to come."