Criminal evidence

I was afraid that the leader would think of something to keep me to work overtime, so when they got the order to leave, everyone disappeared in Shen Changyan's office almost instantly.

Only Lu Qinghe was left empty, and he sat there in a daze.

It is indeed his fault that the work was not completed on time, not to mention that he has almost completely forgotten that there are still a lot of materials that need to be sorted out by himself in such a few days.

At this time, Shen Changyan got up from the desk, then walked slowly to the place where the water glass fell, bent down and picked it up again.

Lu Qinghe seized all the time to run through his mind rapidly, what excuse should he find to perfuse this serious boss.

He stammered, and subconsciously raised his injured right hand when he saw someone approaching, "Ah, well, I actually remember everything you arranged, but because of the pain in my hand..."

He didn't finish his explanation, but Shen Changyan didn't seem to intend to pursue the responsibility for this part of his dereliction of duty. He reached out and patted the dust on Lu Qinghe's water cup, and then walked leisurely to the other party's desk and stood still.

The plaster plaster on Lu Qinghe's hand was cast for three days, and it happened to hit the top of his right hand. The reason why he said that his hand hurts or it is inconvenient to write should be quite convincing.

He thought so, but he didn't expect that Shen Changyan never took the initiative to mention this matter from the beginning to the end.

The guy lowered his eyes slightly, and with a lift of his strong forearm, he put his water glass on the desk, and then pulled a chair to sit down.

The messy pile of materials on Lu Qinghe's desktop is comparable to a waste dump. He has always piled them in such a mess. It is completely opposite to Shen Changyan who arranges everything in an orderly and orderly manner.

But what is surprising is that Shen Changyan can find the information he needs more smoothly than Lu Qinghe on such a messy desktop.

"Is it these?" He took out a few pages of notes, and then pointed to a series of "chicken feet" in the paper and asked, "This is Chen Aiguo."

Lu Qinghe's handwriting ranged from clown to big, but he couldn't explain why Shen Changyan felt extremely ashamed when he saw it at this time.

So hastily reached out and snatched those materials, Lu Qinghe turned sideways and hid the things in his arms, and said, "That, my hands don't hurt anymore, why don't you go back first, I will definitely get all the materials before going to work tomorrow morning. All the information has been sorted out.”

Shen Changyan took out a cigarette from his pocket. He didn't light it, but he gently bit the cigarette butt with his neat and clean teeth.

The man leaned back on the chair, with a slight smile at the end of his eyes, Shen Changyan stared at Lu Qinghe for a long time, and then asked.

"Why are you so active today? You used to stay up all night and work overtime and complained like something. I wish I could greet all the [-] generations of our Shen family's ancestors. What's wrong today? How can you refuse my kindness so much?" Decisive, why? Is it because you don't want to accept my love?"

"What kind of love can I accept from you? Is there a problem with doing my own thing?"

"It's okay to do your own thing..." Shen Changyan hesitated, then his eyes fell on Lu Qinghe's right hand, "But isn't there a cast that was just removed two hours ago? You're fine, and he's fine too? "

"I didn't have any serious problems with my hand. It was a bit painful when I was hit by two sticks, but today's examination is no problem. The doctor just told me not to lift heavy objects or do strenuous exercise. I will take it now." What trouble can there be in writing with a pen?"

"Even if that's the case, that's the plaster cast that was just removed today." Shen Changyan had made up his mind, so he deliberately slowed down his voice in the second half of the conversation with Lu Qinghe, as if discussing with him, "So you rest today , these things are for me to do.”

In the past, when the two sides encountered each other, they would fight against each other or ignore each other. At this time, their attitude suddenly softened, and they were still quite uncomfortable with each other.

Lu Qinghe froze in place, he watched the documents in his hand being taken away, and when he realized it, he hurriedly stepped forward and pressed Shen Changyan's finger that kept searching for other documents on his desktop.

He said, "Well, I really don't need your help. I can do these things by myself. The main reason is that you may not understand my writing."

"I can understand." Shen Changyan said firmly.

"No, you really don't understand. When I wrote it, I was worried that you would know."

The information was taken away again, Shen Changyan put the cigarette in his mouth, he didn't light it, but he turned his body slightly to face Lu Qinghe, at this time he narrowed his eyes slightly, looking up and down as if he was examining.

Lu Qinghe felt awkward being looked at by him, so he said fiercely, "What are you looking at?"

"It's cute to see your awkward look."

"Cute your mom%￥? Mom." Tongue wanted to brake urgently but it was too late, Lu Qinghe heaved a sigh of relief and simply smashed the jar, "Forget it, just do what you fucking want."

He simply threw all the documents in his hand into Shen Changyan's arms.

"That's right. I feel tired seeing you being awkward these days."

"Who's awkward? Don't look at me if you feel tired."

Shen Changyan gathered up the materials, picked out a few important ones and put them in order, then took out a blank sheet of paper from the drawer, and said to Lu Qinghe, "Go get the pen on my desk."

Lu Qinghe rolled his eyes, "The pens on my desk are not enough for you?"

"I'm used to using my own pen." Shen Changyan flipped through the two pens that were thrown on Lu Qinghe's desk with his fingers, and then picked out one, "You can try yours today."

"Pretentious." Lu Qinghe muttered, and then said, "Do it yourself, I'll go back first."

"Don't wait for me?"

"What are you waiting for?"

"I'm helping you with your work, won't you stay with me?"

"I have to ask you for help?"

"That's not true." Shen Changyan lit a cigarette, "I must help you."

"That's it."

"But I want you to stay with me."

"Did you just start kindergarten this year or just turned three this year?"

Shen Changyan buried his head, compared to his ability to sort out materials, he was better than Lu Qinghe by many times, and in just a few words, the white paper under his arm had already left a vigorous and unrestrained expression. Four or five lines of characters come.

During the recording process, circles, squares and lines were used to draw a simple and easy-to-understand character relationship diagram at the bottom.

Putting aside the past friendship, Shen Changyan is still convinced that this guy can be the captain of the criminal investigation at a young age, Lu Qinghe thought so.

"It's been almost four years since I graduated from university this year. I'm just 27 years old. I'm unmarried but I have a childhood sweetheart I've known for more than 20 years. I'm trying to get together with him recently."

"Where is it?"

"Deal with objects."

Lu Qinghe frowned slightly, and he cursed softly, "Nervous."

Shen Changyan let out a chuckle, but he didn't look up, nor did he stop writing.

"Go and sit at my workstation for a while. If you feel tired, you can lie down on the table and sleep for a while. There is a thin blanket in the bottom drawer in the lower right corner of my desk. Although it is July, you can take it out and cover it if you feel cold." Shen After Changyan finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something, "Ah, by the way, the plaster cast on my right hand was just removed today, remember not to press it when you sleep."

Lu Qinghe stood by the table, he looked at Shen Changyan sitting at his desk and working seriously, he felt very familiar and strange at the same time.

Getting along like this makes people feel very comfortable, and it feels like the two of them have always been here like this, but when they think about it rationally, it is clear that the two have never stayed together in such a natural, intimate, and natural way since graduating from elementary school.

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Shen Changyan loved being clean since he was a child, and he didn't like to talk too much with others, but when he and Lu Qinghe got together, he could chat and laugh more.

Lu Qinghe is tactful in playing a niche, and he is the most perceptive and likable. Every word he says and everything he does will not make the people around him feel awkward or uncomfortable, even if the atmosphere is unintentional. Even if he is embarrassed by others, he will definitely try his best to ease the emotions of everyone, and he will take everyone around him into consideration even at the cost of making a fool of himself.

Shen Changyan sometimes felt that Lu Qinghe's life was quite tiring, but when he saw people enjoying it and being liked, he would inevitably start to envy him for his way of life.

When I was young, children in the countryside played a lot. There were groups of little radish heads jumping up and down everywhere in the mud pits and pools.

Rows of schoolbags and straw sandals with strange patches are neatly placed beside the paddy field, and a group of children dive into the mud like flexible fish to catch eels and loaches, all rolling like mud monkeys.

Only Shen Changyan, dressed cleanly, squatted beside the rice field with his new shoes on, with two schoolbags hanging on his body, one for himself and one for Lu Qinghe, and he waited for the one to roll like a mud monkey The child caught the loach and gave half of it to himself.

Lu Qinghe has always been generous, usually if he grabs an even number, he will split it equally between the two, and if he grabs an odd number, he will give Shen Changyan an extra one.

The big guy has a dozen or so children crowded together, even though they are all friends in the same village, but Lu Qinghe admits that Shen Changyan is the most special existence, even if they are collectively referred to as "friends", Shen Changyan must be his closest friend. The better one.

The wind outside the window blew the sycamore branches protruding in, and Lu Qinghe nestled in the rattan chair behind Shen Changyan's desk, absent minded for a long time.

"Lu Qinghe, Lu Qinghe..."

The voice of greeting people was louder than louder, and Lu Qinghe was at a loss when he noticed a sound coming from a distance beside his ear, and when he turned around slightly from the corner of his eye, he saw Shen Changyan's face had moved closer to him.

Although he didn't shout out, the man still trembled.

Shen Changyan stared at him and asked, "What are you thinking? So serious?"

"Ah, no." Lu Qinghe withdrew his gaze in a panic, reached out and gently pushed Shen Changyan back to a safe distance, then stood up, "Have you finished?"

"No." Shen Changyan said, "I really don't recognize these words, come and have a look."

"okay."

When pulling the chair back to sit, Lu Qinghe took a special look at the clock hanging on the wall.

The time is 21:48 at night.

"Look at what's written here?" Shen Changyan sat down at the table. He reached out and pulled out a piece of paper, pointed at a pile of messy words with his fingertips and asked, "Look at this Chen Aiguo, what is this? What is written here?" Is he 21 years old or 27 years old? And this sentence, did he get married at 19 years old or something, did he have domestic violence and beat his wife and then his wife went out to work and disappeared unexpectedly?"

This word was probably written by myself when I was wandering. It twists and turns like an awkward earthworm crawling on the white paper. It is hard for Shen Changyan to read it for so long.

Feeling ashamed, Lu Qinghe snatched the page of manuscript materials under his fingers, hid it behind his back, and then stammered, "Don't, don't, don't read, I'm all about these things Remember, if you have anything unclear, just ask me."

"You remember." Shen Changyan raised his head, then lowered his head again, "Okay, I happen to have a few parts that I haven't figured out, so you can add it."

Moving his fingertips along the vacant places in the character map, Shen Changyan asked, "The first part is whether I see the 21-year-old or the 27-year-old side. Chen Aiguo has been in prison for committing crimes."

"There is such a thing. When Chen Aiguo was 21 years old, it is said that he was found molesting a six-year-old girl in the house. It was quite a big deal at the time. The behavior was disgusting, and everyone almost beat him to death with a hoe and stick. Fortunately, the police came to rescue him, but this guy refused to admit his criminal behavior, insisting that it was a misunderstanding and accident. The girl was too young to explain many things clearly, and the villagers who heard the call for help came and saw him standing there neatly dressed, so in the end the evidence was insufficient and there was no way to judge, so she was released."

"Then what do you mean by the word prison?"

"The prison word is the second thing. Chen Aiguo got married at the age of 19. After three years of marriage with a girl from his own village, he failed to conceive a child. Later, a 2-year-old child suddenly disappeared in his home. Although no one saw it and there was no evidence, everyone told the police that Chen Aiguo must have stolen the child. The family had seen this child before, and suddenly one night, Chen Aiguo suddenly made a loud noise, and the villagers gathered to watch, and found that this old boy was beating his wife."

Lu Qinghe said he was tired, Shen Changyan handed him a glass of water and signaled to continue.

"Her daughter-in-law cursed and said a lot of nasty things that day, which seemed to confirm that the child was indeed stolen by Chen Aiguo, but the specific whereabouts were not clarified, whether it was sold or killed or something, there is no follow-up to this part of the information .”

"Then the police took them to the police station. Chen Aiguo's daughter-in-law suddenly changed her words and said that she was talking nonsense. In fact, the disappearance of the child who led the family had nothing to do with them. The case could not be established without evidence. He was detained for 16 days because of the violence, and then he was released back.”

Shen Changyan immersed himself in memorizing some important information, then he suddenly interjected, "Chen Aiguo moved to Wancheng later, right? He wasn't originally from Wancheng?"

"He is from Wancheng, but his registered permanent residence is not in the urban area. He is a villager in Hekou Village, Minjiang Town. Because everyone in the village hates him, his family really can't get along, so they moved to the central area of ​​the city later. "

"How is their family's financial situation?"

"If you talk about it, there is a lot of doubt here." When discussing work, he threw other messy things out of the sky, and Lu Qinghe dragged the chair closer to Shen Changyan, "Chen Ai's country and household registration are both in the countryside. Normally, he would not be very rich, but later, because he could not gain a foothold in the village, he really moved when he said he would move, and brought his wife directly to the alley at the entrance of the Hutong in Wancheng City to buy a suite."

"He bought this house?"

"No, I just paid for a suite, and then I didn't know what recipes I had and then I got pregnant with a son. At first, the whole family lived happily, but later I heard that my wife went out to work or something happened. According to the news, only he and his son are left here."

Shen Changyan snapped his fingers, and asked, "I'm sure my wife is going out to work."

Lu Qinghe replied, "To be honest, I'm not sure, and my intuition is that I have some doubts about the authenticity of this matter, but it's been too long and I can't find any witnesses. Neighbors around me have given feedback like this, and then about their family ten years ago. There are very few records for reference in that case."

Most of the blank spaces on the page are filled with some data.

Shen Changyan leaned back a little tiredly, then stretched out his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, he let out a long breath, and then asked again suddenly.

"This Chen Aiguo, since he is so rich, has the neighbors disclosed any information about his work and source of income?"

Lu Qinghe was taken aback for a moment, as if he had grasped some important point of the case, he suddenly shouted, "Damn it, I was only skeptical when I was fucking questioning, and I didn't remember to ask more questions."

"If you didn't ask, then you didn't ask." Shen Changyan adjusted the things in his hand, he stood up and greeted Lu Qinghe, "I'll do this today, go and close the window behind my desk, and I'll lock the door. "

The author says:

Ma Yue: I forgot to ask.

Shen Changyan: Why didn't you forget to eat?

Lu Qinghe: I forgot to ask.

Shen Changyan: Forget it and forget it, I will walk with you again tomorrow.