Copse 3: The Departed

Chapter 2 Seven-Year-Old Adult
一
At noon, the scorching sun covered every corner of Zhangxu Village, and it was a scene full of vitality.The smoke from the chimneys of the village houses curls up, and the air is filled with mouth-watering smells.

At the west end of the village, in a thatched kitchen of a family, an old man is smoking a pipe and staring intently at an old woman who is busy in front of the stove.

Dang bang, bang bang, the old woman held a long iron spatula and quickly turned the shredded green peppers and eggplants in the pot.

"Old man, add some fire."

The old man quickly suffocated the cigarette nest, tapped the cigarette rod vigorously on the sole of his shoe, then walked to the stove and squatted down, only to see that he pulled the bellows[1] vigorously twice with his left hand, and skillfully He grabbed a handful of sun-dried corn cobs from the pile of firewood behind him and stuffed them in.Whew, wheeze, as the bellows twitched back and forth, the fire became hotter and hotter.

"Okay, I'll get the vegetables out of the pot in a while, cook some rice porridge, and steam a few white flour steamed buns, and we'll have dinner."

"Steam two more steamed buns, and I'll send them to Fang'er and his wife later." The old man dropped the bellows, grabbed the cigarette stick and got up and said.

"What? What did you say?"

"I said give some to Fang'er and his wife, it's poor." The old man took out a match from his waist and wiped it, and with a pricking sound, the matchstick was ignited.

Just as the old man was putting the flame into the smoke pot, the old woman snatched it away, threw it on the ground and stomped on it vigorously.

"What are you doing?"

"What am I doing? Old Zhang, old Zhang, I really can't see that you have so many cunning things, a widow with a baby, and you think about giving food and clothes to people every day. I think you love others, don't you?" The old woman slammed the iron basin containing the vegetables onto the pot table.

"You crazy woman, what are you calling?"

"Okay, Lao Zhang, I wash and cook for you every day, and now you call me a crazy woman because of an outsider."

"How much are two steamed buns worth? Did you eat a piece of your body?"

"Yes, you can't pay much for a meal. Don't you remember how many times you have delivered it? I'll call my son now and ask him to comment. Can I live this day!"

Just as the old woman wanted to rush out, the old man blocked her back with her body.

"What? What's wrong with you? What's the matter with that widow?"

"You, you can only farm the land in your life."

"Yo, you still have reason, don't you? Don't stop me, I'll call now. "

"You have a bad temper, if you say you turn your face, you will turn your face."

"you--"

"Don't be noisy," the old man seemed to have made a great compromise, and he didn't want to argue any longer. He pulled the old woman aside, quietly stretched his head out of the door, looked around mysteriously, and deliberately lowered his voice, "Go into the main room and say. "

"What did you say when you entered the house?"

"You'll know when you enter the room." The old man grabbed her wrist and dragged her into the main room.

"What the hell are you going to say?"

"Let me tell you, Fang'er is dying."

"What? What are you talking about? Isn't she in her 30s?"

"A few days ago, when I went to deliver meals to their mothers and daughters, I heard what Fang'er said in person. He said it was some kind of complication. There was no money to treat it, so I could only wait for death."

"Really?"

"How can it be fake?"

"She's about to die, what food do you give her?" The old woman curled her lips.

"You say you don't understand anything, you old lady, and you still insist on it with me."

"Then what do you mean?"

"Don't even think about it. Isn't she and Qingsheng's wife the only ones in Fang'er's family? Once Fang'er leaves, wouldn't Qingsheng be an orphan?"

"Why? Is it possible that you still want to adopt?"

"Nurture, why not?"

"Dare! There is only such a small place in the family. The fourth child will be born soon. We have no money to raise a grandson. You still want to adopt someone else's child. Have you been kicked in the head by a donkey?" The old woman poked hard with her finger The old man's temple.

"Farming, farming, you know how to farm, I let you watch the book on getting rich on TV every day, what have you learned?!"

"What's wrong with farming? Didn't I support four children as usual?"

"Okay, okay, I'm not arguing with you, you're just that...how did you say that word..."

The old woman could no longer care about arguing with the old man, and began to tidy up the tables and chairs in the house, preparing for dinner.

"Yes, short-sighted..." The old man racked his brains to come up with an idiom.

"You are the mouse, get up, I'll serve the food."

"Don't worry, don't worry, I haven't finished my business yet!"

"Then speak up!"

"Let me tell you..." The old man moved his mouth to her ear.

"Speak quickly!"

"I often go to deliver meals to Fang'er and his wife, and everyone in this village has seen it."

"Are you still shameless? Giving meals to widows, do you still think that you have honored your ancestors? You are not afraid of poking your back from the same village!"

"Keep your voice down!" The old man covered the old woman's mouth.

"Uh...uh...uh..."

Taking advantage of this time, the old man hurriedly said: "I invited the village director to have a drink the night before yesterday and told him that I wanted to adopt and celebrate my birthday, and he agreed as soon as he had a good drink."

"Uh...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." Hearing this, the old woman scratched the air with her hands, and the voice in her mouth became louder and louder.

The old man didn't care about how she flaunted her teeth and claws, and then said: "Once Fang'er dies, I will bring Qingsheng here, then who should own their homestead?"

The old woman's eyes suddenly lit up: "That must belong to our family."

"See if this is the reason: I deliver food to Fang'er every day, and everyone in the village knows it. It's only natural for me to adopt and celebrate my birthday. No one in the village will say anything."

"Yes, that's the reason."

"Our family's vegetable field is connected with Fang'er's homestead. If we can get their homestead and tidy it up, that big yard can feed dozens of pigs."

"Dozens of heads, so many?"

"At that time, let's plant bitter herbs in both vegetable fields, so that pig feed will be available. Don't look at the kid on Qingsheng who is only six or seven years old. He has been relying on him to pick up trash to support Fang'er these few years. This kid is very capable. work."

"You mean..." The old woman's face had changed from cloudy to sunny, and she looked at the old man with a smile.

"Yes, let's bring Qingsheng here, just give him stutter every day, let him feed the pigs and do chores for us, do you think it's worth it? This is a fucking thing, you still stop me .”

The old woman trembled with laughter when she heard this: "I said old man, I have been with you for decades, how come I didn't find so much bad water in your stomach?"

"What you said, who can think money is hot?"

The old woman smiled without saying a word, and pushed open the wooden door.

"What are you doing?"

"I'll feed your grandson!"

"This old lady!" The old man smiled and picked up the cigarette stick.

"Mother-in-law, please sit down, let's talk about something close to each other, mother-in-law, let's sit down, let's chat casually..." The old man held the rice bowl in his left hand, humming the classic aria from the Henan Opera "Chaoyanggou", his right hand Making gestures in the air, he wobbled out the door.

"Have you eaten at noon?" The old man greeted the villagers chattering under the wall.

"Eat, what are you doing here?"

"Oh, I'm going to deliver a meal to Fang'er and his wife, it's so pitiful."

"Why don't people praise you as a Bodhisattva!" One of the villagers picked the minced leeks off his teeth with a toothpick and gave the old man a thumbs up.

"They're all in the same village. If we have a little surplus here, we can help. Let's go."

"Oh, let's go!"

As soon as the old man left, the villagers began to whisper to each other.How could this escape his ears?Listening to the villagers' discussions, the old man felt a beauty in his heart, which was exactly what he wanted.

His steps became lighter and lighter, and in just three or five puffs of dry smoke, he arrived at the gate of a courtyard at the south end of the village.

Bark, woof, the courtyard's double-opened red gates were ajar, and there were bursts of barking dogs in the courtyard.

"What's your name!" The old man pushed open the door.

Bark, bark, the big yellow dog in the yard barked at the old man like crazy.

"Damn it!" The old man picked up a stone and threw it at the yellow dog, and there was a scream in the yard.

"Birthday celebration, Fang'er, I've brought food for you two." The old man stood in the middle of the yard and looked around, shouting at the top of his voice.

Seeing that no one answered, the old man yelled twice again: "Happy birthday! Happy birthday!"

"This kid won't pick up trash again!"

He walked to the door and carefully pushed open the crumbling wooden door: "Fang'er?"

The creaking sound of the door opening seemed so strange.

The glass of several windows on the wall has long since disappeared. In order to prevent the wind from blowing into the house, thick newspapers were pasted on the place where the glass was originally placed on the window.So although it was sunny outside, it was dark inside.

"Fang'er!" The old man pushed open the door and walked into the house.

"What smell?" He pinched his nose instinctively.

As the door was fully pushed open, a slanted beam of light shone on the only soil bed in the house.

Bang!The rice bowl in the old man's left hand fell to the ground and broke in two, and the steaming food was knocked over.

He was so startled that he sat down on the ground, his legs shaking involuntarily.

"Kill...kill...kill..."

two

"Si Yuanlong, can you close the door when you change your clothes!" Ye Qian pushed open the wooden door of the office and shouted at me loudly.

I was really startled by this sudden scream.

"Know that I'm changing clothes, you still watch!"

"Tsk tsk tsk... You've been in good shape recently!" Ye Qian helped me close the door with a smirk on her face.

It stands to reason that Ye Qian should become a regular this year, but the tragedy is that her internship period will be postponed later.According to the leader, she will stay in the department for another year as an intern.

The reason for this is also due to the "Baohei Drug Cartel" case that we cracked last year.Originally, this case had a happy ending, but Ye Qian proposed that although she didn't know what Danqing was doing behind the scenes, she was still a little impulsive. She felt that criminal police is a profession that does not allow mistakes. Before reaching the premise of being able to become a teacher, she felt that she still needed to stay in the department for a while to cultivate the awareness of evidence.What she said is that there is nothing wrong with it, but when I think that she will continue to share an office with me, my scalp becomes numb. To be honest, I really want to be quiet and quiet.

boom!I was about to pull up my trousers when the door opened suddenly. "I haven't changed it yet, why did you open the door again?"

"What's opening the door again?" It wasn't Ye Qian's voice.

I looked up: "Brother Lei, what's the matter?"

"Hurry up, don't even think about going out, there's a murder!"

"What? Where?"

"The western suburbs of the city, Zhangxu Village, I'll wait for you downstairs, hurry up."

I put on the police trousers that I had replaced, and Ye Qian also put on her uniform and stood in front of the room at this time.We didn't have time to have lunch, so we drove towards the scene of the crime in the on-site investigation vehicle full of equipment.

Due to the mountains, scarce resources, and inconvenient roads in the western suburbs of Yunxi City, the economy there is quite backward. The income of the six surrounding villages is basically "relying on the sky."Like other cities, young and middle-aged people in backward areas basically go out to work to supplement their families, and most of the residents in the village are the elderly and children.It was also for this reason that the crime rate there was extremely low, and a theft case would be regarded as a top priority, but a murder case would be unthinkable.

It took nearly two hours before we drove into the village where the crime occurred.Before getting out of the car, through the car window, you can see that the gate of a courtyard at the south end of the village is tightly surrounded.The villagers stretched their necks one by one and stood outside the security circle looking into the yard.Obviously, that was the scene of the crime.

"Captain Xu." Brother Ming called out to a figure not far away.

"Oh, Director Leng, you are finally here." Team Xu, who was still full of sadness just now, felt a lot relieved when he saw us.

"What's the situation?" Brother Ming cut to the chase.

Team Xu opened his notebook and skillfully introduced: "The deceased's name is Li Fang, female, 31 years old, and lives in that yard."

Following the direction of Team Xu's finger, we once again glanced at the scene of the crime.

"According to our preliminary investigation, Li Fang's husband Zhang Congbao fell into the river and drowned to death a few years ago. Li Fang and Zhang Congbao's parents also passed away one after another. Only Li Fang and her only son Zhang Qingsheng are left in the family. The current situation is that Li Fang was murdered by someone. Zhang Qingsheng's whereabouts are unknown."

"Okay, then let's go and see the scene first."

"Okay." Team Xu personally led the way and sent us, who were put on survey uniforms, into the security circle.

The scene is a courtyard facing north and south. The gates of the courtyard are two rusty iron doors without any locks. fall.

Standing in front of the door, I had already prepared for the worst. I took out the survey light and started the first step.A few minutes later, I sighed lightly and put down the tools in my hands helplessly, but the result was not optimistic.

The reason why people leave fingerprints on touching objects is mostly because of the sweat secreted by the sweat glands of their fingers. Like the rusty iron gate at the crime scene, when human hands touch, the sweat will absorb these tiny particles, and the particles will clog Fingerprint gaps, so that fingerprints cannot be completely left on the object.People have been in contact with heavily rusted items in their lives, and the usual result is that the entire palm is covered with rust, which is caused by the absorption of finger sweat.

Others stood at the door, watching my every move intently.Before I could turn around and tell them the result, Brother Ming had already opened the gate of the yard for me, and signaled me to start the second step of dealing with the object—the ground of the yard.After several years of running-in, this is a tacit understanding.

This place is much neater than I imagined, and there are not many things placed in the yard.Near the west side of the yard, rows of beer bottles are neatly stacked, and there are hundreds of them by visual inspection; on the east side of the yard is a kennel built with red and blue plastic raincloths. A yellow dog is lying on the ground, using He stared at me with horrified eyes.It is perhaps the most direct eyewitness to the case.

The footprints on the ground in the yard are very clear, and it doesn't take too long. After 20 minutes, I took a deep breath and stood at the center site, which is outside the main room of this courtyard.

The dilapidated wooden door creaked as the breeze blew past.I pinched the corner of the wooden door with my gloved right hand, and with a little force, the sawdust turned into flour-like powder on my fingertips.The wooden door has long been decayed, and like the rusty iron door, no fingerprints can be left here.

Although I already had a preliminary judgment, I started to deal with it with a glimmer of hope.With a few swipes of the fingerprint brush, the last remnants in my heart disappeared.Fat Lei set up the camera beside me and was ready to go. After we looked at each other, we gently pushed open the wooden door, and the dark room became brighter because of this meter of sunshine.

Before I had time to observe the home furnishings in the house, a damp bloody smell ravaged my nose wantonly. I turned my head to take a breath in an uncomfortable way, and then looked into the house.

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Penniless was the first word that came to my mind.The entire main room is at most 30 square meters, two old wardrobes, a small square table covered with oil stains and an earthen bed are all the belongings.

Cracks more than a finger wide have appeared on the wall of the house, the white wall skin has long disappeared, and pieces of red square bricks are exposed.The ground inside the house is also muddy, the only difference from the outside is that it is slightly flatter here.

"Xiaolong, is it difficult?" Fat Lei asked with concern standing beside me.

Hearing this, I concentrated a little.

Although Fat Lei's field is criminal photography, he is also an experienced expert technician. The reason why he asks this question is mainly because he knows that this kind of dirt floor is the most difficult object to deal with.

Most of the footprints we extract in the general room are dust footprints, which can form a good contrast on smooth objects such as tiles and wooden floors, and can be clearly seen with strong light.However, it is not so simple to deal with the indoor mud floor, because the floor itself is covered with a lot of fine dust of the same color, and the shoe prints formed by shoes are easy to blur. This is like throwing a red object into a red paint bucket , and then let you identify it, it will definitely make you foolishly unclear.

I looked at the bare ground, except for a bowl of shredded green peppers and eggplants and two steamed buns that were overturned on the ground, I couldn't see a trace of footprints at all.

"Brother Lei, close the door, I want to observe in the dark room." Years of experience in murder investigations told me: As a criminal technician, you must have a good psychological quality and obsession with picking bamboo shoots. I am still waiting for someone to redress his grievances, so I can't slack off in the slightest.So I adjusted myself to the best condition in the shortest possible time.

Nearly half an hour passed, and I made an "OK" gesture to Fat Lei. After the flashing lights in the room flashed several times, I called the other three people in.

Brother Ming pulled the latex gloves habitually, and went directly to the deceased's bed.

This is a two-meter-long and one-and-a-half-meter-wide soil bed. The difference between it and the kang is that the hole under the kang can be used for heating, but this kind of soil bed has no such function. It is just built with loess mixed with stones. cube.Because of the low cost, this kind of bed can be found in almost every household in the rural areas where our economy is extremely backward.

At this time, the deceased was bent over, with her head drooping and leaning against the head of the bed. Her long black shawl hair blocked her face, and the solidified dark red blood covered the entire left chest of the deceased. Her legs were covered under the cover. Under the quilt, bloody hands rested on the side of the bed, and the cotton wadding exposed by the torn quilt was soaked with dark red blood.Although she was silent, I always had the illusion that she would stand up at any time.

"Injured by sharp objects in both hands?" Brother Ming had some doubts.

"Has the deceased resisted?" Ye Qian interjected.

According to the investigation of the criminal police team, Li Fang has been bedridden all year round due to illness. Judging from the blood distribution in her left chest, the suspect's method of killing should be to stab her heart with a sharp instrument. When facing death, people will instinctively The most direct act of resistance is to grasp the blade with both hands, so it is normal to form such resistance injuries.

Brother Ming didn't speak, but carefully observed the dead man's hands. Judging from his furrowed brows, it seemed that it was not that simple.A few minutes later, Brother Ming lifted off the thin shirt of the deceased, and an "I" shaped sharp wound appeared in front of us.

"Puncture wound with a sharp instrument in the heart, and died with a single knife."

"There are obvious signs of flipping in the house. Could the suspect be burglarizing and murdering?" I came up with a conclusion based on my investigation.

Brother Ming didn't answer me, his expression became more and more ugly.

"Isn't it?" I lost my confidence.

"It's not this question, I found some doubts."

"Doubtful?"

"Yes, judging from the fatal injuries, the suspect should have been fatally stabbed, and the speed was quite fast. Look at the hands of the deceased." Brother Ming forcefully opened the blood-stained purple hands.Line-like sharp wounds drawn into the muscles were messy all over the palms of the deceased.

"Ye Qian guessed right just now that the wounds on the deceased's hands were resistance wounds, and I can be sure from the fatal wounds that the suspect was fatally stabbed. Even if the deceased had held the blade with both hands, it should only form One or two resistance wounds are enough, and such intricate wounds will not be formed at all."

"Could there be a fierce robbery between the deceased and the suspect?" I imagined the scene at that time.

Brother Ming shook his head in disbelief, then he took out a ruler and motioned for me to grab it, and use it to restore the scene at that time.

"The deceased was sitting in front of the bed, which means she was awake. Judging from the depth of the sharp wound in both hands of the deceased, the deceased used a lot of force to hold the blade."

"Yeah." We all nodded in agreement.

"If this is the case, there are at most one or two wounds formed by each grasp, and the directions are the same. This is normal. But look at the hands of the deceased. There are more than three sharp wounds in different directions. That is to say, there have been many fights between the deceased and the suspect, and if the suspect was fast enough, the deceased would not have so many opportunities to touch the blade."

"You mean the suspect hesitated before killing, so he slowed down?" I seemed to understand what Brother Ming wanted to express.

"Xiaolong, did you find any property damage in the room during the investigation?"

"Not sure, but the drawers in the house were tampered with."

"Has it been flipped?"

"Yes." Then I opened my investigation notebook, "There is a phenomenon of floating ash faults in the wardrobe in the west corner of the room, and I extracted three parallel knuckles on the drawer of the cabinet. If this fingerprint is a suspect man, then he may have taken something out of the drawer."

"If it was really a robbery, the deceased Li Fang was bedridden all year round and had no ability to resist at all, so why did he kill people to silence him?" Ye Qian was a little puzzled.

"Could it be that an acquaintance committed the crime, that the deceased was acquainted with the suspect, and that the suspect's whereabouts were revealed during the embezzlement process, so he killed the suspect?" I put forward another hypothesis.

"What value do you think the deceased's home can have in such a situation?" Fat Lei added.

"There is only one possibility. What he wants is life, not money!"

"This is the only possibility at the moment." Brother Ming nodded with certainty.

"Vendetta? Love? Or..." Ye Qian began to speculate wildly.

"We can't be sure at the moment, let's talk about it after we finish the site survey." Brother Ming raised the dead man's head with his hands after speaking.

"Ah!" This move made Ye Qian cry out in fright.

There was a smile on the corner of the deceased's mouth.

four

When everyone in the technical room was immersed in the investigation of the case, no one thought that the devil was slowly approaching them step by step.In the evening, in an ordinary private house at the southern end of Yunxi City, a dark-skinned middle-aged man folded his hands, knelt on a golden futon, and stared devoutly at a colorful painting hanging on the wall.

In the painting stands a ferocious beast with a ferocious face. Its two fangs are like hooks. Its navy-blue body is covered with slender hairs like a unicorn. The most chilling thing is its forehead. Seven blood-red eyes arranged in an arc.

The middle-aged man muttered to himself, as if a sinner who had suffered a thorn was grieving and repenting.

After kneeling down several times, the man slowly closed his eyes, his chest rose and fell rhythmically, and he tried hard to adjust his breathing.

Suddenly, his eyes opened again, and the piety that flickered in his eyes disappeared, but at this moment, his eyes were filled with the kind of farewell that sees through life and death.

The man clenched his fists tightly and made a rattling sound, which was anger, resentment, and unwillingness.

He kicked his feet hard on the ground, relying on brute force to make himself stand firmly.

Looking around, he saw the voodoo dolls covered with silver needles outside the house.

Anger, burning again; hatred, has reached an extreme.He couldn't control himself anymore, like a roaring lion, he rushed towards the wicker chair in front of him.A pistol with a strong metallic texture was firmly held in his hand.

Ping, ping, ping, ping, ping...

In an instant, all of the doll's heads were crushed by a single shot.

Due to the impact of the bullet, the yellow paper that was originally attached to the doll fell off.

The afterglow of the setting sun illuminated the ink marks on the yellow paper, and the names of the five people appeared faintly:

Leng Qiming, Chen Guoxian, Jiao Lei, Si Yuanlong, Ye Qian.

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According to the inference at the scene, the deceased had only one fatal injury, and no important clues were found in the autopsy.Brother Ming didn't have a clue, and so did Lao Xian.The scene of the crime was in a rural area, and there were no decent roads, let alone monitoring equipment, so Fat Lei was also "empty-handed and relaxed."Now the weight is all on me alone, one can imagine how heavy my burden is now.

Beep beep, I turned on the instrument in the trace inspection room.Ye Qian stood behind me like a follower.

"Xiaolong, did you notice it at the scene?"

"Have!"

"Can you solve the case?"

"do not know!"

"What are you going to do now?"

"Oh, grandma, you really deserve to be a female man from the police academy 'Wudang'. Your physical strength is good. You are chattering here. Do I still need to do experiments?"

"What? Experiment?" Ye Qian regained her spirits immediately.

"Yes, experiment!"

"What experiment?" Ye Qian asked again tirelessly.

At this time, I called up a still warm digital photo from the computer.

"This is……?"

"Photograph of the parallel fingerprints I extracted at the scene."

Ye Qian squinted her eyes and looked hard: "I can't even see the fingerprint lines, how can I compare them?"

"I can still do it without lines!"

"What way?" Ye Qian saw that I looked confident, and was about to break the casserole and ask the end.

I know her temper best, so I can only patiently explain: "Have you noticed that no matter how fat an adult is, how much fat thickness changes, the thickness of this finger does not change very obviously."

Ye Qian stretched out her hands, compared them together, and then took a peek at my fingers: "It seems so!"

"This can be used as a basis for judgment."

"in accordance with?"

"Correct."

"To put it bluntly, this is a photo of three fingers joined together, and it's still so blurry, can we analyze the result?" Ye Qian half believed.

I smiled and explained: "This also depends on the growth process of human hands."

"What do you mean?"

"Childhood and adolescence are important stages of human growth and development. Osteoblasts and osteoclasts in human bones will be extremely active during this stage. This will make the bones change from thick to thin, from short to long. Similarly, refer to The growth of joints also follows this rule. The growth of bones is basically completed at the age of sixteen or seven, and ends around the age of 23. That is to say, for people as big as us, the fingers are basically fully developed and can form stable Since the characteristics tend to be stable, there must be rules to follow.”

"Your next experiment is to find out the rules here?"

"Correct."

"Our criminal police team fed back information during the investigation. Zhang Yunfu from the same village often delivered meals to the deceased. Could the three knuckle marks we have left be left by him?" Ye Qian also expressed my doubts. .

"From the perspective of freshness, the fingerprints will not be left for more than five days. According to the memory of a normal person, as long as he deliberately did things within five days, he should be able to recall them clearly."

"Are you going to ask Zhang Yunfu yourself?"

I lowered my head and looked at my watch: "Yes, Brother Ming, Fat Lei, and Lao Xian basically don't have any valuable clues, so I must do my best here, otherwise this case may be lost."

"Yeah!" Ye Qian nodded solemnly.

"If it goes well, there should be results tomorrow morning. You can ask someone from the criminal police team to inform Zhang Yunfu to come to the department at [-] o'clock tomorrow morning. When my analysis results come out, there will be a starting point."

"Do you want me to help?"

"No, basically it can be done with instruments."

"Then...then you..."

Because of the urgency of the case, Li Fang is dead now, and her son Zhang Qingsheng's whereabouts are unknown. All my thoughts are on the case, so before Ye Qian finished speaking, I lowered my head and began to observe the traces extracted from the scene.

"More... more... pay more attention to your body." After Ye Qian said this coyly, she exited the examination room gently.

As criminal technical police, we are fundamentally different from other types of police. Outside we have an elegant title called "Scientists in the Police Force".For every technical policeman, the easiest and quickest way to improve their abilities is to participate in training courses across the country and listen to the best practical experience shared by academic leaders.Just after the case of "Bao Hei Drug Trafficking Group" was solved, Brother Ming spent almost all the funds of the department and started the most fulfilling learning journey for me.It's like playing an online game to fight monsters and level up. My character's experience bar is soaring, and I can't stop it.

How do you say something? "Swimming in the ocean of science." For 11 hours, I "swimmed" unconsciously.

Squeak!The door of the testing room was pushed open, and the strong sunlight outside made me unable to keep my eyes open.While it was still pitch black before my eyes, my nose was in for a great treat.

"Soymilk and deep-fried dough sticks." It was Ye Qian's voice.

I rubbed my eyes and looked at Ye Qian's red eyes from exhaustion: "You didn't go home last night?"

"No." Ye Qian shook her head lightly.

"Then what are you doing in the unit?"

"What should you do? Eat your food quickly, it's cold." Ye Qian suddenly put the things on the laboratory table, turned around and was about to leave.

"How can you turn your face and turn your face!" I muttered in a low voice.

"Zhang Yunfu, I called you here, and he's in Brother Ming's office!"

After a night of burning lights, I finally came to a rough conclusion.Of course, some results still need to be ruled out, so when I heard Zhang Yunfu's name, I immediately used my hands and mouth to stuff those fried sticks, which were obviously just out of the pan, into my mouth desperately.

Half an hour later, I walked into Brother Ming's office with a stack of thick reports in my hand.At this time, Fat Lei and Lao Xian were already sitting in the room smoking cigarettes, and it was not difficult to see from the ashtrays on the table that were almost full, they had been waiting for a long time.

Three pairs of bloodshot eyes told me that they also stayed up all night.

Brother Ming looked up at me with a questioning look.

"Have a clue!" I understood what he meant.

"Really?" Lao Xian and Fat Lei said in unison.

"Okay, Zhang Yunfu, come and ask me!" Before I could answer, Brother Ming took the initiative to give up his seat for me, but no expression could be read on his face.

In our department, whether it is interrogating witnesses or criminal suspects, it has always been Brother Ming's job. When he said this, I panicked.

Brother Ming threw me a cigarette: "The three of us and Ye Qian don't have any new progress for the time being, you can just ask based on the situation you have, and I will make supplements for you at the side."

"What should come will always come, Xiaolong!" Fat Lei gave me an encouraging look.

六

I lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, and let it out slowly.When the cigarette was half burned, I sat on Brother Ming's wooden chair with some trepidation.Seeing this, Ye Qian quickly sat next to me, opened the recording software, and prepared to type on the keyboard with both hands.

After everything was ready, I nodded to her, and then turned my attention to Zhang Yunfu who was sitting on the soft chair.

"Zhang Yunfu." Because I haven't figured out where to start asking, so I called his name to make him concentrate.This is also the first time a rookie asks a usual tactic.

Hearing my shout, Zhang Yunfu's body, which was still bowed, immediately straightened up: "Here!"

While I was smoking, I looked at the old man sitting opposite me. He was about 65 years old, and because he was a farmer, he was still in good health.It is now spring, and he is wearing a fairly clean spring suit for the occasion: a blue striped oversized suit, a pair of navy blue suit pants, and a pair of shiny old-fashioned round-toed leather shoes on his feet. At the edge, the dark green cotton socks were exposed, quite eye-catching.

In the eyes of others, he is an honest farmer, but in my heart, he is still listed as a suspect for the time being, so I don't have a good attitude towards him.

Frowning, I looked him up and down again, and finally my eyes fell on his feet.

The rest of the department held their breath and concentrated, for fear of disturbing me, even Ye Qian, who had always been against me, tactfully did not make any noise from the sidelines.

"The bowl of rice that was overturned in the house was sent by you?" I started to get to the point.

"Yes!" Zhang Yunfu probably felt that my attitude was not very friendly, so he replied respectfully.

"Do you know anything about the deceased's family?"

"What is family situation?" Zhang Yunfu was taken aback.

"It's the situation in her family." I was a little impatient because I didn't sleep all night.

"We are from the same village, so we know a little bit."

"What does it mean to know a little bit? We have investigated, and you are the only one in the village who delivered meals to the deceased. You must have an unusual relationship with the deceased. Please tell me what you know carefully, and don't make trouble for yourself!"

He recognized the warning in my tone and nodded timidly.

Seeing his expression, I threw the long-extinguished cigarette butt between my fingers into the ashtray, then leaned back in the chair, and breathed a long sigh of relief: "Speak!"

Zhang Yunfu looked up at me, paused for a few seconds, and said, "Fang'er, oh no, it's the deceased."

"Just say what you call it, there is no need to learn from me."

"Hey!" Zhang Yunfu nodded and continued, "Fang'er's man Zhang Congbao and my youngest son are of the same generation. I am a few years older than Cong Bao's father. We are cousins. According to our seniority, Fang'er should be considered my nephew. daughter in law."

There was a crackling typing sound in the room.

"Cong Bao and Fang'er have a boy called Zhang Qingsheng, who is seven years old this year. Qingsheng is a poor boy!" Zhang Yunfu wiped his face full of age marks with the palm of his hand, and said sadly sighed.

"How to say?"

"This matter has to start from when Qingsheng was born six years ago." Zhang Yunfu changed his posture, "Qingsheng was just born, and the first child was a boy. Cong Bao's family is so happy. Guangwa's full moon wine It was set up in the village for three full days. But it was only a few months of excitement, and what happened afterwards seemed to be a disaster."

"Bumped into evil?"

"You don't know, my nephew Cong Bao looks so ugly, he can't even catch up with half of my son, and the family has no money, but Fang'er is quite handsome. At that time, he was definitely a flower in our village! You said , how could such a beautiful girl with yellow flowers fall in love with my ugly nephew?"

"Is there a reason?" Because we can't rule out the possibility of vendetta and love murder based on the situation we have, so when we heard this, all of us' ears perked up.

"Yes, why not!"

"Tell me."

"Fang'er's natal family is in Xiaolizhuang, 30 miles away from our village. I heard from the matchmaker in our village that the feng shui of Fang'er's family's ancestral grave is not good. Kefu, Fang'er's sister killed her man alive. Her family This story has spread throughout the ten miles and eight villages, so Fang'er can't find a man, and only my nephew doesn't believe in evil, but in the end, he was overwhelmed to death at a young age."

I originally thought it was a contradiction directly related to solving the case, but hearing what he said became more and more wicked, I became less and less willing to listen.

"How exactly did Zhang Congbao die?" Brother Ming asked.

"Oh, fell into the pond and drowned."

"Tell me carefully!" I took the question.

"I remember that it should be when the birthday was five months old. Cong Bao took the baby to the market, and it happened to be a big market that day."

"Big set?"

"Daji is our own name. The shopping in our countryside is not like your city. You can buy everything in a supermarket. The market only opens when there are orders for a week. There are fewer people on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. We call it small. We call it Daji, and it is also the busiest day when there are the most people on Sunday.”

"Well, you go on."

"Cong Bao is good at everything. The only thing is that he likes to gamble. He would gamble twice when there was a market. Back then, he put Qingsheng in his back basket and only bet on himself. When he lost all his money, he found that Qingsheng was gone. "

"Gone?"

"Yes, they were abducted and sold into the mountains. Cong Bao's parents were heartbroken because of this incident, and they left before they were sixty. During the two years when the baby was abducted, Cong Bao and his wife cried every day. Weeping, the crops in the field are gone, the fish in the pond are no longer raised, and the family is looking for the baby from dawn to dusk. In the second year after the baby was abducted, Cong Bao fell into the pond and drowned because of his weakness. Because Fang'er couldn't stand the blow, she didn't come up and collapsed on the bed."

"and after?"

"When the baby was abducted, Cong Bao called 110. In the third year, the police from other places actually sent Qingsheng back, saying that someone had caught her. The old abductee [2] also paid Fang'er tens of thousands of dollars. bucks."

"Do you know the person who abducted and trafficked to celebrate his birthday?"

"It's a fresh face, it's not from our side. I heard that it seems to live near the market. I don't know where it is."

"Have you ever met?"

"I haven't seen it, I heard it from others."

"What did you say?"

"It is said that this old kidnapper is about 30 years old, and he was sentenced to five years in prison for this incident."

Seven

"Five years?" Hearing the number of years, I began to calculate in my heart.

If the suspect who abducted and trafficked Zhang Qingsheng became resentful to kill because of being sentenced, it seems to make sense.Zhang Qingsheng is only six years old this year, and the suspect was caught when he was three years old. That is to say, the suspect has a maximum of two years left in prison. However, unless he has a particularly important performance, it is impossible to reduce his sentence by two years get out of prison.In other words, although the suspect has the motive to commit the crime, he may not have the time to commit the crime.

A few seconds later, I drew a big question mark on the paper.

"Zhang Qingsheng was only three years old when he was rescued, and Li Fang was paralyzed in bed again. Are you funding them all these years?" Hearing this, my attitude towards him changed a lot.

"No, I only delivered meals to their wives intermittently recently." Zhang Yunfu replied sincerely.

"There is no labor force in that family, what is their source of income?"

"In our countryside, a married girl is just water thrown out. She shouldn't have anything to do with her mother's family, but Fang'er and his wife are so pitiful. The two took over and lived there for a year. But the good times didn't last long. Her mother didn't step on her foot firmly, and fell to the back of her head, and she fell to her death. Fang'er's father died early, and her sisters were not doing well, so Fang'er and his wife had no choice but to return to our village."

"Could it be that he was saved by the people in the village?"

"After this incident, Fang'er was called a bastard by the villagers. Wherever there were dead people, where would anyone dare to enter her house? For the past two years, it was all thanks to Qingsheng, who picked up junk outside to exchange for something to eat to support his mother. .”

"Then why have you started delivering food to their home recently?"

"I..." Zhang Yunfu suddenly paused when he heard my question.

"Huh?" I drew a circle on the paper with a pen.

"I also think they are very pitiful." Zhang Yunfu straightened his back.

"Then what did you do two years ago?"

"Didn't you also fear the gossip from the villagers in the past two years?"

"Why are you not afraid now?"

"At that time, my youngest son hadn't done anything yet. I was afraid that his reputation would be bad, and it would be difficult for him to find a wife. Now that my little grandson is about to be born, I'm afraid that those things will be fucked up." Zhang Yunfu burst into a foul language.

"Okay, let's go on."

"If you say Qingsheng is a very sensible kid, he goes out to pick up junk every day before dawn, comes back at noon to serve his mother's excrement and urine, and then makes some hot meals for his mother, and then goes out in the afternoon until It doesn’t come back until the sun goes down. Whether it’s windy or rainy, every day.”

"Where does Zhang Qingsheng go to pick up junk every day?" Because there is no news from him at present, this question is very important.

"In the town three kilometers away, the only thing that can be picked up in the trash can is there."

"When you went to the deceased's house, did you touch any items in the deceased's house?"

"thing?"

"Have you ever touched the furniture in her house and taken things from it?"

Zhang Yunfu shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, absolutely not! Her house is like that, what else can I take?"

"Sure?"

Zhang Yunfu raised his right hand over his forehead in a vow: "I dare to swear!"

"Okay, I trust you! What size shoes do you wear?"

"41 yards."

"You take off the shoe and sock on your left foot."

"Why are you taking off your shoes?" Zhang Yunfu looked at me puzzled.

"Oh, take it off if you're told!" Fat Lei shouted impatiently.

"A loud voice is a catalyst", Fat Lei's classic mantra is quite useful at this time.

Zhang Yunfu pulled off his leather shoes and cotton socks three times, and a sour smell came over his face.

"Sweaty feet!" Zhang Yunfu smiled awkwardly.

I glanced up and quickly put him back on.

"Okay, I've basically asked the question."

"Then can I go?" Zhang Yunfu was already on pins and needles.

"Why did you send food to Li Fang and his wife? You lied on this issue. If you don't tell the truth, you don't want to come out of this door!" The key question has been asked, and the next step is to pull out the old guy's fox tail up.

"Lying? I..."

"What's the reason?" I slammed the table.

Zhang Yunfu looked at me in horror, probably he was also wondering, how did I know that he lied on this issue?

"This is a murder case, I still say the same thing, don't make trouble for yourself!" I am no longer as simple as a simple warning.

Zhang Yunfu was really frightened this time. He said tremblingly: "A few months ago, I was weeding in the crop field, and I saw Qingsheng walking towards me with a sack in his hand, crying. I asked him why He said that his mother couldn't eat and was seriously ill. I went to Fang'er's place after cutting the grass. I saw her face was as white as a piece of paper, which was very scary. I asked Fang'er How is my son? She told me that she suffered from some complications, and she was in so much pain that she might not be able to last long. Because behind her homestead is our vegetable field, if Fang'er really died, like her In this case, her family’s homestead in the village will be redistributed, so I thought about delivering food to Fang’er so that the villagers could see it, so that I would have someone to say and occupy her house.”

"Despicable!" Ye Qian has always been straightforward.

"Okay, you go back!" I gave the order to evict the guest.

Feeling relieved, Zhang Yunfu ran out of the office in despair.

"Little Dragon!"

Just when I wanted to get up, Ye Qian called out to me.

"What's the matter?"

"How did you know he lied just now?"

"Look at the eyes!"

"Look at the eyes?"

"Yes, this is also a technique of interrogation. It is mainly to observe the size and reaction of the other party's pupils during the interrogation process."

"Yo ho, you look like an interrogation expert now!" Ye Qian pinched her chin and looked me up and down.

"Okay, stop talking!" Facing her teasing, I pretended to be angry.

"Do you think you can go out this door if you don't tell me?" Ye Qian imitated the tone of my question just now.

"Xiaolong, Ye Qian, hurry up and go to the conference room!" Fat Lei's shout came from the corridor.

"Okay, no kidding, what kind of advanced knowledge is this?" Ye Qian put away her playful smile.

I cleared my throat and explained: "I judge from two points. The first is to observe the pupils when asking. People's pupils will be controlled by the sympathetic nerves of the human body and present different shapes. When people are nervous or emotional When you are overwhelmed by the dilemma, the sympathetic nervous system will be activated automatically, causing the pupils to dilate, which cannot be controlled by human will, and through this I can analyze what kind of emotion Zhang Yunfu feels when he speaks."

"The other is to observe the state of the eyeballs of the person being interrogated. Under normal circumstances, when the person being interrogated recalls the scene or the process of the crime, his eyeballs will move up and to the left; when he concentrates on listening to my question, his The eyeballs move to the left; but if he is lying to create a fictional situation, his eyeballs will shift to the right. I combined these two points to judge that Zhang Yunfu just lied."

"You mean to say that while you were asking, you also observed his pupils and eye movements?" Ye Qian waited for my confirmation with her eyes wide open.

"Correct!"

"Perverted, perverted, too perverted!"

Eight

Zhang Yunfu's interrogation materials, together with the results of the experiment last night, were placed on the table in the conference room by me.

"Brother Lei, help me put down the projector!"

While the white projection cloth was slowly descending, I inserted the beige USB flash drive into the laptop. After everything was done, I signaled Brother Ming to start.

Four cigarettes were thrown out of the cigarette case by Brother Ming.

"Guoxian, is there anything wrong with you?" Brother Ming tapped the table with his cigarette butt.

"There is only blood stains in the house as a biological test material, and all the DNA information left behind belongs to the deceased Li Fang, and nothing else was found."

"Jiao Lei, do you have any there!"

Fat Lei didn't make a sound, but shook his head helplessly with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Then let me tell you!" Brother Ming opened the notebook, "The deceased suffered a penetrating wound from a sharp instrument in the heart and was killed with a single knife. Judging from the wound, the knife should be about 20 centimeters in length with a sharp edge. Single-edged knives such as knives, but the possibility of making your own is not ruled out."

"Combining the degree of digestion of the corpse spots and stomach contents, the time of death was ten hours before the incident, that is, around one o'clock in the night of the day. Before the deceased was killed, his hands had touched the murder weapon many times, and it is suspected that there had been disputes between the two parties. I currently know That's all. Ye Qian, please introduce the investigation of the criminal police team to everyone."

"A yellow dog was fed at the deceased's home. According to the neighbors, no dog barking was heard during the time of the incident, so we suspect that the suspect knew the deceased well, or often went to the deceased's home. The whereabouts of the deceased's son, Zhang Qingsheng, are unknown. No progress at this time."

After Ye Qian finished speaking, everyone in the conference room focused on me.

I put the materials in front of me in order, then clicked on the "Zhangwei Village Murder Case" folder on the computer, and said: "After investigation, I have extracted two types of trace evidence at the scene of the crime: shoe prints and parallel fingerprints. .”

"Parallel fingerprints?"

"Yes." As I said that, I clicked on the photo on the laptop, and the enlarged version of the photo was clearly displayed on the projector.

"There are no lines, what can be analyzed?" Fat Lei was a little disappointed.

"Jiao Lei, don't interrupt!" Brother Ming knocked on the table, "Xiaolong, keep talking!"

"The parallel fingerprints on this photo are dust-subtracted fingerprints left by the juxtaposition of the index, middle and ring fingers. We all know that the growth of human hands basically stops around the age of 23, when stable features can be formed. The edge of this fingerprint is rough, and when magnified 50 times, you can see the dense rough edges, which reflects the deep skin lines of the fingers, which are left by men. Last night, I took a sample from a large number of test samples. Thousands of fingerprints were measured and the following conclusions were obtained:

For a 14-year-old male, the parallel width of the index, middle and ring fingers is 4.5 cm; for a 16-year-old male, it is 5 cm; for an 18-year-old male, it is 5.5 cm; for a 25-year-old male, it is 6 cm; for a 35-year-old male, it is 6.5 cm; cm[45].The width of the parallel fingerprints we extracted at the scene is 7 cm. According to this data, I can infer that the person is about 3 years old, but the actual value is lower than the average, indicating that his index, middle and ring fingers are slightly Narrow, suspected of being thinner. "

"How accurate can it be?" Brother Ming asked cautiously.

"If you just look at this, half and half, it needs to be analyzed in conjunction with the footprints extracted from the scene."

"Okay, you go on."

"Combined with the results of the investigation and interview of the criminal police team provided by Ye Qian, I personally tend to commit crimes by acquaintances. Excluding interference footprints, there is only one kind of shoe print at the scene, which should be the suspect's shoe print." I then double-clicked the mouse to put the first A shoe print was clicked into the projector.

"Because all the conditions of this case have to fall on the footprints, I made a detailed analysis. First, it is the number of times of entry and exit. According to the newness of the shoe prints, the suspect has visited the deceased's residence more than once. This is also the case. There was no reason for the yellow dog in the yard to bark when it happened."

"I found the minor's shoe prints outside the yard at the scene of the crime. Not surprisingly, they should have been left by Zhang Qingsheng, the missing son of the deceased. The strange thing is that all of Zhang Qingsheng's shoe prints are old and That is to say, he did not return home for at least three days before the incident, and he did not disappear on the day of the incident."

"Based on what you're saying, Zhang Qingsheng's disappearance is really related to the suspect? He might have been taken away by the suspect?" Ye Qian couldn't help asking.

"You are right, because there is a string of shoe prints left by the suspect and Zhang Qingsheng in the yard, and the shoe prints of the two are similar in newness and oldness, and they are companion shoe prints."

"A companion shoe print?"

"The shoe prints of the two people appeared at the same time and in a straight line. In other words, the two of them walked out of the door side by side!"

"Are you sure?"

"This can be determined!"

Brother Ming frowned and fell into thought.

From the current point of view, there are too many inexplicable places on the scene, and none of us can accurately restore the true situation of the case.

"Huh!" Brother Ming exhaled a puff of thick smoke, motioning for me to continue talking.

I then clicked on the next photo: "This is a set of shoe prints extracted from the yard of the crime scene. The first step, I need to find out whether it has the possibility of camouflaging shoe prints. As we all know, general shoe prints There are two types of camouflage: small shoes for big feet and big shoes for small feet."

"When the feet are small and the shoes are small, the feet are bound and squeezed by the shoes, the toe joints become shorter, the toe belly becomes larger, the gap between the toes narrows and moves closer to the middle toe, etc., because the gravity is concentrated on the edge of the shoe, so The pattern in the middle of the printed shoe print is empty."

"When the foot is small and the shoe is big, the foot can move left and right, back and forth in the shoe, and the gravity is concentrated in the middle of the shoe, and the pattern in the middle of the shoe print will be affected by gravity and become clear."

"We can see that there is no sign of camouflage in this set of shoe prints at the scene of the crime, whether it is from the edge traces or the central pattern, so the shoes worn by the suspect fit well."

"Is this related to the case?" Ye Qian was a little puzzled.

"This is a premise, and I will talk about it later."

nine

I lit a cigarette and took a puff: "Men's shoe prints are thicker, especially the forefoot, which is generally wider, while women's aspect ratio is very coordinated and relatively thin. From this aspect, we can also judge that the suspect is a man."

"After knowing the gender, we need to analyze the age. There are very clear footprints in the yard at the scene of the crime, and I can use the stride [4] characteristics as a basis."

"Generally speaking, juveniles are in the critical period of growth and development. People grow very fast, so the stride characteristics have not yet been finalized. The metabolism is strong in youth, and the forefoot of the person is strong when walking, and the forefoot of the shoe print The pattern is the clearest. In the prime of life, because the body has completed development and the center of gravity is behind, the pattern of the heel of the shoe print is clearer than that of the forefoot. Based on the clarity of the pattern, I analyze that the suspect is in the prime of life.”

"The total length of the shoe print is 25.1 centimeters, converted into a shoe size of 40 yards. By accurately measuring the step length, step angle and step width, and applying the formula, it can be calculated that the suspect's age is about 35 years old and his height is about 1.7 meters. The results calculated by the parallel fingerprints are consistent, so this should be the age range of the suspect."

"Yeah!" Brother Ming nodded in approval, and then wrote down the number I reported in the notebook.

"The above are the basic characteristics of the suspect I have described, and the following is the main point I want to say!"

"What? Anything else?"

"Of course!"

"What else is going on?"

Damn, I called out the clearest photo of shoe prints!

"The shoe prints we found at the crime scene were zigzag patterns, but have you noticed that there are many circular defects in the middle of these zigzagging patterns, especially the 'convex' shaped dot marks on the heel and toe of the shoe?" ?”

Hear me, all eyes are on the projector, watching the photo zoom in.

"Really!" Ye Qian shouted.

"This is because the suspects were wearing the cheapest glue-built foam shoes. The soles of these shoes are so simple that they can be mass-produced in ordinary manual workshops. The molds are made in advance, and the toe and heel are left Two small holes are made, and two chemicals are injected from the holes at the same time, and finally let them react in the mold by themselves. After the reaction, the mold is opened to form a shoe sole. Because this process is very rough, the chemical reagents are in the process of reaction During the process, a large number of air bubbles will be produced, and these air bubbles are reflected in the shoe prints as the circular defects I just mentioned, and the 'convex' points at the heel and toe are the foam extrusion holes left during the production of soles. imprint."

"The soles are produced, and then the uppers are sewed, and the shoes are finished. According to the market in our Yunxi City, the price of this kind of shoes will not exceed 50 yuan. And it is not difficult to see from the degree of wear and tear of the soles, this pair of shoes The suspect must have worn it for a long time, indicating that the suspect's living standard is not high."

As I said, Brother Ming and the others were all taking notes seriously.

"Of course, these are some general conclusions, and what I'm going to say below is a directional result."

My sudden sentence made everyone in the conference room look up in shock.

"What else?" Fat Lei's big bearded mouth could swallow an ostrich egg.

"Have!"

"Hurry up!" Fat Lei slapped the table excitedly.

"As I said just now, the shoe prints left by the suspect at the scene were not disguised, so I found a problem when I measured the stride length of his left and right feet."

"what is the problem?"

"I found that the stride length of his right foot was five centimeters longer than the stride length of his left foot, which means that the stride length of his left foot was shorter."

"What's the reason for the shortness?"

"We walk by the force and reaction force between the feet and the ground, and the magnitude of the force determines the length of each foot we take. The reason why the suspect's left foot is short is mainly because of its function. Not strong enough."

"Without leg disability, the magnitude of the action and reaction forces depends on the contact area. It is precisely because of this subtle change that I have found that these seemingly unclear shoe prints are not noticeable. difference."

Click, two photos of shoe prints cut together were projected on the big screen by me.

"This is the shoe print of the suspect's left and right feet. Please look at the position of the big toe in the shoe print. Have you noticed any difference?"

"The sole pattern on the big toe of the left foot is not very clear, but the pattern on the right foot is much clearer!" Ye Qian squinted her eyes and said the answer in everyone's mind.

"Yes, to be precise, the force acting on the base of the suspect's entire big toe is not obvious, so the contact area of ​​the left foot becomes smaller, which leads to a shorter stride length. In other words, the suspect's left foot has a big toe. Toes are likely to be missing or disabled."

"very good!"

"Great!"

"you win!"

"Bull x!"

In the meeting room at the same second, there were four sounds of admiration.

"So, my conclusion is as follows: the suspect is a male, about 35 years old, with a thin build, about 1.7 meters tall, missing or disabled the big toe of his left foot, and his living standard is not very high."

Brother Ming stopped writing and began to analyze: "According to what we have now, the deceased was bedridden all year round, and no one in the village was close to her, and her network was almost zero. Just now Xiaolong analyzed it very carefully. One of them Details: The deceased’s son, Zhang Qingsheng, and the suspect had left the crime scene together. This does not rule out the possibility that the suspect was acquainted with Zhang Qingsheng. When we investigated the scene, we found that there were items missing in the drawers in the room. This possibility: The items lost by the deceased are worthless, but they are very important to the suspect? If this is the case, the suspect will have the motive to kill if he is found stealing."

Brother Ming's analysis was reasonable, and none of us refuted it.

"Therefore, our next work will be divided into three steps. First, continue to trace the whereabouts of the deceased's son Zhang Qingsheng; second, fully investigate Zhang Qingsheng's relationship network; finally, investigate whether the trafficker who abducted Zhang Qingsheng seven years ago is still serving his sentence .Ye Qian, you should go back and contact Team Xu and ask him to implement it as soon as possible."

"clear."

Ten

Perhaps no one thought that under such limited conditions at the scene of the crime, I could draw a directional conclusion. With it, it is only a matter of time before the case is solved.The criminal police team in charge of solving the case received such exciting news, one by one, it was as if they had been injected with chicken blood. Before we had lunch at noon, all the investigation tasks were completed.

"Director Leng."

"Find out the situation?"

"Have it!"

"Let's talk and listen."

Ye Qian did not open the notebook in her hand, but chose to dictate directly. It is conceivable that the investigation results may not be so satisfactory.

"The train station, bus station, ferry terminal, all possible public transportation places, we posted a lot of missing person notices immediately after the incident, and so far, Zhang Qingsheng still has no whereabouts."

Hearing this news, a bad premonition welled up in my heart.Li Fang has been killed, and now Zhang Qingsheng's whereabouts are unknown. What we are most worried about is that something happened to him too.Although each of us has this kind of speculation, no one has said it, because we all still want to have a glimmer of hope.

Brother Ming frowned, did not make a sound, and quietly waited for the next sentence.

Ye Qian continued without pausing, "The person who kidnapped Zhang Qingsheng was called Jia Bing. We also contacted the police who handled the case. Jia Bing was indeed sentenced to five years in prison for the crime of child trafficking."

"That means he is still serving his sentence?" I couldn't help asking.

Ye Qian hasn't opened her mouth yet, but the sad look on her face has already given me the answer, she continued: "Even if Jia Bing behaves well in prison, he won't be released two years in advance, unless he has performed major meritorious service. The performance of major meritorious service is nothing more than reporting and exposing accomplices or others, but back then he was a single case, and the suspect was only him. His limbs are sound, and there is no such thing as the disability of the left thumb mentioned by Xiaolong. And the most important point is that all those released after serving their sentence need to go to the police station in the jurisdiction to settle down with the release certificate within the specified time. We also go to the police station of Jia Bing’s household loan After checking, he has not settled down yet."

"Ah! According to this, Jia Bing can basically be ruled out." I was a little disappointed.

"Is there any other result?" Brother Ming continued to ask.

"This may be our last hope." Ye Qian's words made the ears of all of us prick up.

"Zhang Qingsheng's relationship network is very simple. He has basically been picking up trash outside as his main source of income for the past few years. The Huang's waste collection station in the town is the only place where he has sold waste these years. We suspect that the waste collection station The boss might know something."

"Has the criminal police team made any initial inquiries with this boss?"

"not yet!"

"Let's go!" Brother Ming turned around and walked downstairs without delaying a second.

The reason why he was so anxious was because time really couldn't be wasted. If he could grab one more second, Zhang Qingsheng would have the possibility of being alive.All of us have reached a consensus on this point, Fat Lei pulled the alarm all the way and drove towards the destination at high speed.

Not long after, our survey vehicle stopped in front of a slightly dilapidated courtyard gate, and a crumbling red double iron gate was symbolically installed on the fence wall of the courtyard.If you observe carefully enough, you will find that the gates of rural yards are mostly red, and there is actually something to it.Firstly, this is a folk custom, and red can ward off evil spirits; secondly, red also indicates that the days will be prosperous.Many people believe that using a red gate will bring good luck, so red gates are quite common in economically underdeveloped areas.

On both sides of the red gate, two wooden boards were nailed with iron nails, one on the left and the other on the right. Two lines of big characters were written crookedly on the wooden boards with red paint: "Scrap purchase" and "Open for business".

The gate was unlocked, and as the door was pushed open, a yellow dog barked at us.

"Who is it?" A middle-aged woman asked from a bungalow in the middle of the yard.

"It's Huang Yue'e, we are from the Public Security Bureau!"

"What? From the Public Security Bureau? Are you here to check?" The voice in the room was slightly worried.

Scrap collection stations are included in the category of "special industries" by the Public Security Bureau, because once this industry is not well supervised, it will become a "paradise" for criminals to sell their stolen goods, especially the theft of cables and manhole covers. To stop the source, we must start with the waste acquisition industry.Therefore, this kind of place will be listed separately by the police station in the jurisdiction, and it will be inspected and managed from time to time.

"No, we are from the Municipal Bureau, and I want to ask you some questions." Brother Ming took out his police officer certificate and held it in midair.

"From the Municipal Bureau?" Huang Yuee relaxed her vigilance and poked her head out of the room after hearing what we said.

Brother Ming responded and put away the documents.

Huang Yue'e saw that we were all unfamiliar faces, and asked tentatively: "Aren't you really inspecting?"

"Elder sister, you must at least wear a uniform for the inspection, so don't be so annoying, come out and let's simply ask something and leave."

Fat Lei's words seemed to give her a reassurance: "That's good, that's good, what do you want to ask, come in and ask!"

Because of the urgency of the case, the five of us plunged into the dark room.

As soon as Brother Ming entered the room, he found a bench and sat down, quickly took out a pen and paper from his bag and prepared to record.

"Officer, what do you want to ask?" Huang Yue'e looked at our situation and asked worriedly.

"Do you know Zhang Qingsheng?"

"Zhang Qingsheng?"

"Boy, I'm seven years old, and I sell scraps to you every day."

"You live in Zhangxu Village?"

"Correct!"

"What's the matter with him?" Huang Yuee suddenly got up from the chair and asked worriedly.

"You care about him?"

"Officer, what's the matter with him? I haven't seen him for days."

"Can you tell us about Zhang Qingsheng?" Brother Ming tried his best to change the subject.

As the owner of the waste collection station, she must have often dealt with the police. How could Huang Yue'e know that Brother Ming didn't want to answer her questions directly, so she slowly sat down on the bench again and said, "This baby was born two years ago." He started selling junk here before, at first I thought he was a homeless child, but then I gradually learned that he has a mother in his family."

"Then you know everything about his family?"

"A relative of mine lived in their village before, and I know everything about Qingsheng's family. He is a poor child." Huang Yuee felt distressed.

"Can you be as detailed as possible?"

"Qingsheng's child is only so big, but he is very aware of it, and he is very sensible. If there are three boys in my family and the financial conditions are not good, I really want to support him."

"What does Zhang Qingsheng usually do, do you know?"

"What else can I do? Walk around the streets picking up drink bottles."

"Every day?"

"Yes. Don't look at Qingsheng's young age, but he is very diligent. He will go out in the morning when the sun is bright, and he will sell some at my place at noon, and then go out in the afternoon. We don't drink as much in the countryside as in the city, and sometimes we can run for a day. It costs three or four yuan, and I can't even afford a meal. It's also because I feel sorry for their mother. As long as he comes, I will give him some extra money at noon every day, so that he can buy more food for his mother. Because I There is a word 'month' in my name, and my baby usually calls me Yueniang."

"Will you cook for your birthday?" I suddenly remembered a detail and asked with my mouth open.

"A child as tall as a palm can't even reach the pot, how can he cook. Usually, I either make him something to take with him, or I give him more money to buy his mother something to eat."

"Has it been like this all these years?"

"Correct."

I gave Brother Ming a wink, indicating that I was done asking.Brother Ming nodded, and continued, "When was the last time you saw Qingsheng?"

Huang Yue'e looked back at the calendar on the wall, and said with certainty: "Six days ago, he came to sell scraps once."

"Then do you know, has Zhang Qingsheng offended anyone?"

"Who can he offend with a baby?"

"Are you so sure?"

"I don't dare to say anything else. I can guarantee this. Besides his mother, Qingsheng is the most caring to me. He will tell me when he is bullied outside."

Brother Ming paused when he asked here.

"Police, police officer?" Huang Yue'e said carefully.

"what happened?"

"I also often deal with the police in your Public Security Bureau. I know there are some things I shouldn't ask, but I'm really worried about Qingsheng. How many days has it been? Did something happen to him?"

Judging from Huang Yue'e's anxious expression, her feelings for Zhang Qingsheng were definitely not feigned, the more this was the case, the more credible her confession would be.In other words, Zhang Qingsheng didn't have any contradictions to investigate, and the case was about to reach a dead end.

"We're looking for him too! We're worried about what happened to him, so if you find out about his whereabouts, I hope you can contact us in time, but you must keep it secret." Brother Ming may also feel that Huang Yue'e's words are flawless, Only then did I get to the bottom of it with her.

"An accident?" Huang Yue'e looked at us directly.

Mingo waved to us privately, and our group exited the room just as her grief was about to hit.

eleven
"The deceased Li Fang and Zhang Qingsheng had no conflicts. The Jia Bing who abducted Zhang Qingsheng is still serving his sentence. Could it be that all our previous investigations have taken a detour? Could it be that this is really a robbery and homicide case, and the suspect has nothing to do with the deceased?" Something to do with it?" Ye Qian sat back in the car with her head downcast.

"Impossible. If there was no intersection between the suspect and the deceased, it would be impossible to take Zhang Qingsheng away, and it would be impossible to form so many resistance injuries on the hands of the deceased. Taking a step back, if the suspect really It's Tucai. Seeing such a family environment, it is impossible to choose the deceased's home as the target of the crime. Even if the theft is discovered, he will not kill people. Our previous analysis is definitely correct. The suspect and the deceased must know each other. It may be We overlooked certain details." Brother Ming patiently explained to Ye Qian.

"Which detail is it?" Ye Qian rested her chin on her right hand.

"Hey, what are you thinking?" Ye Qian poked me with her elbow.

"Huh?" After being poked by Ye Qian, I came back to my senses.

"Is there something wrong?" Brother Ming caught a trace of strangeness.

"Brother Xian, when you were investigating the scene, did you notice the rice scattered on the ground beside the deceased's bed?" I didn't answer Brother Ming's question, but threw the question to Lao Xian.

"It seems... yes..." Lao Xian recalled carefully, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Yes, yes!"

"Do you think this is in the city? In the countryside, it's not uncommon to not sweep the floor for a few weeks. Why is it so strange that there is rice on the ground?" Fat Lei didn't care.

"If I remember correctly, the rice grains on the ground are slender and long. They should be glutinous rice. Gather them together, they should be enough for an adult."

"Glutinous rice? Is there something to say here?" Ye Qian opened her mouth and asked.

"I didn't take this seriously before. Huang Yue'e made it very clear just now that Zhang Qingsheng usually buys ready-made food for the deceased, and he doesn't know how to cook. It stands to reason that raw glutinous rice should not appear in the deceased's home." Yes." I expressed my doubts.

"According to this, this case can be directly determined!" Brother Ming came to a conclusion firmly.

"What?" We were all taken aback by his words.Because a handful of glutinous rice is enough, we really don't know why Brother Ming is so sure.

"To handle a case, we must not only respect science, but the most important thing is to understand our local customs and habits."

We all pricked up our ears.Fat Lei slammed on the brakes and stopped the car on the side of the road.Brother Ming sat on the co-pilot, turned around to face us and explained: "In our village on the outskirts of Yunxi City, people are quite superstitious about ghosts and gods. Glutinous rice itself has the effect of detoxification. In the older generation, glutinous rice can cure diseases and save lives. It is because of its characteristics that the efficacy of glutinous rice has been passed down to the gods, and finally it is recognized that glutinous rice can exorcise ghosts and evil spirits, which is one of them.”

"Secondly, according to legend, after a person dies, the order in which the soul leaves the body is first and then the second, which is a scene that is often played in movies. If a handful of glutinous rice is sprinkled on the head of the deceased, that is, at the head of the bed, it can prevent ghosts. entanglement."

"I also noticed the detail that Xiaolong recalled just now. There was indeed a handful of glutinous rice on the bedside. Because the room was too dark at the time, I didn't take it seriously. Now that the case has been investigated to this extent, we might as well use this as a breakthrough. This The glutinous rice is probably brought by the suspect. His purpose of bringing the glutinous rice is very clear, which is to sprinkle it on the bedside after committing the crime. In other words, the suspect’s real motive for committing the crime is to kill someone to silence him. Since this person knows the customs so well, Then he is very likely to be our local."

After listening to Brother Ming's analysis, we are very impressed.

"It happens that all the investigation tools are in the car, Jiao Lei, now go to the scene of the crime and re-investigate the scene."

"clear."

In just a few cigarettes, we came to the home of the deceased Li Fang again.

At this time, the outdoor light is sufficient, and the reconnaissance does not need to observe the indoor shoe prints (if you want to observe clear shoe prints, you must do it in a dark room), we simply open all the windows on the wall, which is conducive to better discovering the initial Traces missed during the site survey.

Under the strong light, the few of us focused all our attention on the head of the bed.

Lao Xian picked up a grain of glutinous rice with tweezers, observed it carefully under a magnifying glass, and then said:
"There is little dust attached, and the glutinous rice is relatively fresh. It doesn't seem like it has been piled up here for a long time. It is very likely that the suspect brought it here."

"what?"

Suddenly I made a major discovery.

"What's the matter, Xiaolong?" Brother Ming looked at me curiously.

"Brother Xian, the magnifying glass!" I stretched out my hand in front of Lao Xian.Without delay, he placed his high-powered magnifying glass in my hand.

"Don't get close to this area, I've discovered the situation!" Hearing what I said, the others took a few steps back consciously.

I held up the magnifying glass and lay on the ground to observe back and forth.

"Brother Ming, look! There are skin prints in this place!" I put the magnifying glass on a piece of relatively flat soil and pointed at the image of the convex lens.

"Is it from forehead lines?" Brother Ming asked tentatively.

"There are still two grid marks here!" I didn't answer, but moved the magnifying glass another position.

"The marks formed by kneeling and pressing denim pants?"

"Xiaolong, are you saying that the suspect once knelt and kowtowed to the deceased?" Even Ye Qian, who was the slowest to react, understood, and the others obviously knew what I was trying to express.

"The imprint is very fresh, and the skin texture imprint is far away from the two grid imprints. It is obvious that it was left by an adult. Zhang Qingsheng had disappeared before the deceased was killed. This is definitely not left by him, and this imprint is here again. Next to this pile of glutinous rice, so Ye Qian was right. After the murder, the suspect sprinkled a pile of glutinous rice on the ground beside his bed, and kowtowed to the deceased on his knees. The skin marks on the ground overlapped. In other words, the suspect kowtowed more than one head to the deceased."

"It's three!" Brother Ming said with certainty.

"Three?"

"Correct!"

"Is there something special about it?"

"This custom comes from Buddhism. There is a saying in Buddhism that there are three incense sticks in front of the Buddha. One of these three incense sticks is the past life; the second is the present life; the third is the cause of the past life and the result of the future life. The guests who come to attend the funeral can only bow, and only the relatives of the deceased can bow three times. However, according to our investigation, the few relatives of the deceased have no conditions to commit the crime, so the suspect and the deceased may not be related. If they are not relatives, there is a situation where they will bow three times!"

twelve
"What's going on?" We said in unison.

"Atonement!"

"Brother Ming, what do you mean, after the suspect killed the deceased, he kowtowed to her three times to ask for forgiveness?" Hearing what Brother Ming said, my mind was already in a mess.This is totally unreasonable.

"Judging from the suspect's modus operandi, he had a premeditated plan. The murder was a quick one-shot death. Then he bowed down to the deceased. This just shows the suspect's contradictory criminal psychology."

"The suspect didn't want to kill the deceased, but he had to kill her!"

"Xiaolong is right!"

"Then what caused the suspect to have such a mentality?"

"Zhang Qingsheng's whereabouts are unknown now. Let's imagine, if the suspect's goal is not money, but people? Could it be Zhang Qingsheng's relevant certificates that he took away from the deceased's home, such as household registration books?" Ming Ming Brother's thinking is very quick.

"That's right, I didn't find any identity certificates about Zhang Qingsheng when I was investigating the scene, and neither did the deceased!" I quickly added.

"You mean that Zhang Qingsheng might be taken away by the suspect and trafficked?" Ye Qian seemed to catch a glimmer of information.

"Could it be that this is the case: A, who was acquainted with Li Fang, abducted Zhang Qingsheng and was discovered by Li Fang. After selling Zhang Qingsheng, in order to prevent the matter from being exposed, A finally decided to give Li Fang to him. Kill. A made up his mind and prepared the tools for the crime. Because he was familiar with Li Fang, he hesitated in the process of killing. This allowed Li Fang to touch the knife many times, thus forming multiple resistance wounds on her hands. After the dispute, Mr. A plucked up his courage and killed Li Fang with a single knife. Because he was afraid that Li Fang would turn into a ghost to haunt him, so Mr. A sprinkled a handful of glutinous rice on the bedside. He felt scared and regretful after killing someone, so he Taking advantage of the situation, I knelt down three times to the deceased for a little psychological comfort, and then left the scene." I began to reconstruct the entire incident.

"At present, your explanation makes sense!" Brother Ming nodded.

"That means Zhang Qingsheng might still be alive?" Ye Qian said happily.

"If the reasoning can explain it, then there is a high possibility that he is alive!"

"Great! Director Leng, what should we do next?"

"The easiest way is to find Zhang Qingsheng! As long as we can find him, everything can be easily solved!" I quickly replied.

"You put it lightly, there are so many people in Yunxi City, and our criminal police team went down to search for so long without any news. When will we find him?"

"According to Huang Yue'e, Zhang Qingsheng would go out every day to pick up rags and sell them at her place. She provided the exact time of Zhang Qingsheng's disappearance. This is one of them."

"A child who can't even solve the problem of food and clothing should not have many decent clothes. When Zhang Qingsheng was taken away by the suspect, he might have worn his usual tattered clothes. This is the second."

"We can plan the possible route for the suspect to leave, and ask Team Xu to select someone to cooperate with Brother Lei to sort out all the surveillance videos along the way. I don't believe he can still fly!" I said to Ye Qian with an open mind.

"Okay, just as Xiaolong said, as long as the suspect walks past the surveillance camera with Zhang Qingsheng, I have the confidence to find him!" This involves Fat Lei's field, he has always been so competent Emboldened.

"Okay, then follow this method!" Brother Ming made the final decision.

Massive video analysis is the most painful thing in the entire investigation and solving of a case, because the viewer of the video cannot miss any detail, otherwise it may have a great impact on the investigation of the case.

You may not know that there are many types of monitoring equipment on the road. The common ones are traffic police monitoring, city monitoring, urban management monitoring, bank monitoring, commercial site monitoring and a large number of private monitoring.The models of these monitoring devices are inconsistent, which leads to different monitoring pictures.To give you the simplest example, you are wearing a red dress and walking on the road. After passing through different monitoring devices, the images recorded on the devices may be different. Fat, and some even photographed the red clothes you are wearing in other colors because of imaging problems.Therefore, the video analysis work must be able to settle down and record the individual differences of each video frame, so as to achieve case tracking.

Due to the large amount of video analysis in this case, the video detection team led by Pang Lei increased from the previous 10 to 35 people.Everyone was working overtime, and Pang Lei was responsible for screening every suspicious image.

For a full 48 hours, Fat Lei didn't even dare to blink. Finally, a man with a limp was locked in.After Pang Lei's meticulous processing of the photos, he could barely distinguish two-thirds of the facial features.When the photos were printed out, Ye Qian felt a little familiar.

"Could it be him?"

"Who?"

"Jia Bing!"

"Jia Bing? Are you sure? Isn't he still serving his sentence?" I asked three questions in a row.

"I'm not sure, it just feels a bit like it." Ye Qian was also a little uncertain.

"Ye Qian, let Team Xu send someone to the prison to check to see if he is serving his sentence in prison. Then find out if this Jia Bing has any brothers who look like him!" Brother Ming ordered decisively.

"Understood, Director Leng."

"Little Dragon!"

"Brother Ming, tell me!"

"Take the time to report to the bureau leader and ask him to issue a search warrant. Whether it is or not, we now need the joint criminal police team to investigate Jia Bing's residence. From the current point of view, even if the suspect is not him, he still has something to do with it." .”

"Okay, I'll do it now!"

When we pushed open the double iron gate of Jia Bing’s house with legal documents in hand, the dense striped shoe prints in the yard immediately gave me a reassurance.During the subsequent search, we found a complete set of paper medical records of the deceased Li Fang and a cleaned military stab at his home.Lao Xian detected the mixed DNA of two people on this military thorn, one belonged to the deceased Li Fang, and the other belonged to Jia Bing.

At the same time, there was also news from Ye Qian that Jia Bing had his sentence commuted many times because of his good behavior in prison and his major meritorious service. He was released back to his hometown as early as a month ago. , so the news was concealed.

Everything proves: Jia Bing is the murderer!
thirteen
The task force dispatched dozens of people, and with the cooperation of multiple departments, the suspect Jia Bing was finally arrested and brought to justice in Huzhou.

In the past few days when the suspect was escorted back to the prison, some questions have been bothering me: What kind of enmity and grievance caused Jia Bing to kill people as soon as he was released from prison?Why can a person be so cruel?Why can't these poor girls have a way out?When I think of this, my heart is full of anger.

In the end, in the hope day and night, this inhuman executioner sat on the interrogation chair of the criminal police team.

Boom!As the iron door of the interrogation room was closed heavily, Brother Ming sat at the interrogation table and prepared to interrogate.

I glared angrily at Jia Bing, who was tied up: he was in his 30s, 1.7 meters tall, with a scrawny body, and he had the cut-cut hair that is unique to prisoners.I didn't find even the slightest expression of regret on his face with Chinese characters. On the contrary, he looked relaxed, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.My last bit of patience was completely destroyed by his blandish smile. I grabbed a glass of cold water on the table and splashed it on his face through the iron railing.

Cough, cough, he obviously didn't expect me to do this, and he was really choked by the oncoming water.

"Xiaolong!" Brother Ming stopped me.

Jia Bing's breathing quickly became even, and he suddenly raised his head, showing a relieved smile.

"What? Figured it out?" Brother Ming slapped the interrogation outline in his hand on the interrogation table vigorously, and asked.

"Who has the final say here?" Jia Bing suddenly asked such a question.

"Are you trying to bargain? Let me tell you, it won't work here!" Brother Ming has participated in countless interrogations, and this trick can't be hidden from him.

"So, what do you say here?"

Brother Ming made a sullen face and didn't answer.

"I have two requests. If you don't agree, I will die without saying a word."

"Are you threatening me?" Brother Ming's face became quite ugly.

Jia Bing may have been startled by Brother Ming's powerful coercion, so he restrained his attitude and explained: "It's not a threat, it's a request. If you don't agree to me..."

"I promise you!" Brother Ming agreed before he could finish speaking.

Although the suspect Jia Bing has been arrested, he has not disclosed a single word about the case since he was captured.Now Zhang Qingsheng's life and death are uncertain, we have no time to delay, so Brother Ming agreed so readily.

"Really?" Jia Bing confirmed again.

"There are audio and video recordings throughout the interrogation room, and I always walk the talk."

Jia Bing stared straight at Brother Ming, probably because he didn't see any perfunctory or deception, then he sighed and said in a very sincere tone: "Thank you, officer."

We don't know what kind of medicine he sold in his gourd, why his attitude changed so quickly, so we can only wait and see.

"Tell me about your conditions!"

Jia Bing was relieved: "You criminal police confiscated a China Construction Bank bank card from me, the password is six ones, and there was 800 yuan in it. I left it for my birthday. I hope you can Hand it over to him, but you must keep it secret from me."

"Zhang Qingsheng is still alive?"

"Live well."

"Which song is this?" Fat Lei muttered.

This is the first time I have encountered this situation, so I am also very puzzled.

"What else is there?"

"After I was shot, I hope you can tell Qingsheng that I killed his mother because I hated her and hated her for sending me to prison."

"Shouldn't you be in jail?"

Jia Bing gave a wry smile and shook his head.

"I promise you these two conditions, we can start."

Jia Bing had received criminal punishment before, so he obviously knew what Brother Ming meant.

"I……"

"It started when you kidnapped Zhang Qingsheng seven years ago. Don't leave a word!"

"Okay!" Jia Bing nodded heavily.

Brother Ming took out a cigarette and tapped the butt on the table, then lit it with a lighter, and took a deep puff: "Let's talk."

"I owe Qingsheng and his family, and I will never pay it back in my life." Jia Bing looked up remorsefully, "I went out to work when I was 19, and I thought I could make a career outside and return home with good clothes. But when I left After entering a big city, I realized that rural people like us who have no money, no culture, and no skills can only be pathetic city builders. We work hard on the construction site every day, but at the end of the year, we still have to ask for salary. I was in the city After ten years of wandering and living frugally, I didn’t even have 1 yuan left in my hand. When I wanted to settle down, I was already thirty years old. In the countryside, there are no people at my age who have not yet married several."

"Back then, my family made a proposal for me, and the two of us met each other. The woman's family offered a bride price of 5 yuan. My parents borrowed all the relatives who should borrow it so that I could marry my wife, but still The difference is [-]. But the woman’s family just won’t let go, and if they can’t get the money, they are unwilling to live or die. I was really forced to do nothing, so I thought of abducting and selling children.”

"Tell us about your abduction and trafficking of children."

"Everyone in the countryside wants a baby boy, and many people are willing to pay a high price for it. It is not difficult to sell a newborn baby boy for [-] to [-] yuan. When I was at home, I often heard people in the village talking about it, saying that it was so-and-so. Boys are bought."

"Because of the extreme lack of money, I started to ask around for boy babies, and within two weeks I found a buyer who was willing to pay [-] yuan for a boy under the age of one."

"The conditions were settled, and I started to search for it in the market. My home is not far from the market in the town. Every Sunday, there is a big market. Many people bring their children to the market to play. This is the best opportunity to start .That’s where I took Qingsheng away and sold it for 3 yuan.”

"I used the money to fill the hole in the dowry gift, and brought my wife back home. It may be that I committed too much crime. Within a year of marriage, my wife took all the money from the family and ran away with other men. One year, when the population census was being conducted, my next-door family didn’t hold back and told me about my abduction and trafficking of children. The police found me immediately, and the court convicted me of child abduction and trafficking. For five years, I was sent to the farm prison to serve my sentence."

"In the second year of my sentence, when I was working in the field, a small harvester broke down and rushed towards the crowd. In desperation, I pushed away several inmates around me, and I was caught under the harvester. The sickle on the plane cut off my left thumb. Because of this, the prison declared me a major meritorious service, and I performed well in prison, so I was released after only more than three years in prison.”

fourteen
When Jia Bing said this, he asked me for a cigarette: "I just got home from the prison the day before, and early the next morning, there was a little boy in rags standing outside my yard. The little boy told me his name was Zhang Qingsheng is the boy I abducted back then."

"I'm angry if he doesn't mention this. I've been in prison for several years because of this kid. I was about to beat him up with a stick, but he suddenly knelt down in front of me."

"Kneeling in front of you?"

Jia Bing nodded: "He told me that he found my place after asking a lot of people, and he would come to my house every day to see if I came back."

Jia Bing choked up when he said this.We don't know what happened next that would make him suddenly so sentimental.

For a long time, Jia Bing didn't say a word, as if time was frozen there.

After three cigarettes, a voice came from the interrogation room again: "I saw my baby kneeling in front of me, and my heart softened. After all, I made mistakes back then. Just as I was about to help Qingsheng up and send him out of the door, my baby suddenly Holding my leg and crying loudly: "My father is dead, my grandparents are also dead, and there is only me and my mother at home. Now my mother is dying too, uncle, I beg you, please save my mother... '"

"I just got out of prison, and I didn't know what happened. I saw the baby crying so sadly, so I took him into the house. From his mouth, I finally knew how much I hurt the baby. , What a deep sin I have committed, I alone have ruined a family. After hearing the end, I even feel that I am not worthy of being a human being!"

Tears of regret rolled down the corners of Jia Bing's eyes.

"But even if I know that I have sinned deeply, how can I make up for it? I have been in prison for several years, and I have nothing but the three bungalows and ten acres of land left by my parents. I can only tell the truth when I am embarrassed, I can't do anything about his mother's illness. I didn't expect my baby to kneel down in front of me again after hearing what I said, and said something to me that I will never forget."

Jia Bing stopped talking suddenly, I couldn't see any expression on his face, the only thing that could make me feel his remorse was the tears that kept falling from the corners of his eyes.He fought back, not letting his feelings explode so quickly.

Brother Ming waited patiently, but after a long time, Jia Bing didn't make any sound except sobbing softly.Brother Ming finally couldn't bear it anymore, and asked in a low voice, "What did Qingsheng say?"

This question is like a fuse, igniting Jia Bing's emotions that are about to explode. His tear-filled lips trembled slightly, and he said slowly: "Qingsheng said: 'Uncle, I am so afraid that I will grow up, and I am afraid that I will never see you again. To you. I really want to save my mother, but I can't even eat, I beg uncle to do me a favor, I beg you...'"

"What is he begging you for?"

"He said: 'Uncle, I beg you to sell me one more time so I can save my mother.'"

After saying this, Jia Bing could no longer control his emotions, and sadness and regret filled the room.

Feeling his deep remorse, I was even more confused. Now that the matter has come to this, why did he want to kill Qingsheng's mother again?Apparently, I'm not alone in trying to figure this out.We can't feel Jia Bing's pain at that time, we can only wait for him to calm down for a while before listening to him.

One cigarette, two cigarettes, three cigarettes, until a pack of cigarettes was finished by several of us, Jia Bing gradually calmed down.

"Another one?" Brother Ming held up the cigarette case.

Jia Bing shook his head and wiped the corners of his eyes with his shoulder: "I really didn't expect my baby to think so in my heart. From that day on, I swore silently in my heart that I will take care of the two of them for the rest of their lives."

"That night, I went to the impoverished Qingsheng's house. From the moment I entered the door, my tears fell uncontrollably. Without saying a word, I knelt on the ground and kowtowed to their mothers. After knowing my origin, I didn’t say anything, just lying on the bed quietly, looking at me without blinking, like a dead person. I thought the baby was being stimulated, so I put my hand under her nose to try Try to breathe. At this moment, Wa bit my hand, staring at me desperately, wishing to swallow me alive. Wa was crying and shouting to pull me away, I hugged the baby in my arms and said to his mother: "If you want me to die, I will die in front of you now. If I close my eyes, I will be a son of a bitch. But if I die, baby What to do? You want him to support you forever?'”

"Speaking of which, I obviously felt that the force of her biting me became much lighter, and then I told her: 'I'm sorry for you two, I'm here to redeem your sins this time, and I will raise you two in the future.' Maybe it was me The words touched her, she let go and cried like a tearful man. Since that day, I have kept my promise."

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"In order to prevent the people in their village from gossiping, I only go to their wife's place at night every day. Maybe it was my sincerity that moved her. Two weeks later, she was finally willing to talk to me. As long as there is Communication, this hatred may be resolved, I am a chatterbox myself, after this conversation, her attitude towards me finally changed, and it was only then that I learned that the baby's mother's name is Li Fang."

Jia Bing was a little relieved: "Since the hurdle in my heart has been eliminated, I thought about getting her to stand up again. I took her previous medical records and went to a big hospital in the city to seek a doctor's diagnosis. Li Fang was taken to the hospital with a tricycle for a systematic examination. The doctor told me that Li Fang was suffering from a chronic disease due to overwork, and the complication caused by procrastination. Many functions of the body had failed, and there was basically no cure. If you want to save your life, you can only do conservative treatment in the hospital. The total cost of treatment needs to be at least 50 million. I was completely dumbfounded when I heard this figure. Let alone 50 million, I will take it even if it is [-] to [-] thousand. not come out."

"After coming back from the hospital, Li Fang kept asking me about her illness. I couldn't hide it, so I told her the diagnosis result when Qingsheng was away."

"In a situation like hers, even if she goes home and waits to die, it will take at least three to five years. If the disease breaks out and there is no treatment with medicines and equipment, the pain will be excruciating."

"Li Fang heard what I said, so she asked me to take Qingsheng away, and let her wait at home alone to die. Although I have not been in contact with Qingsheng for a short time, this child is much more mature than ordinary children. Let his mother die, this knot may not be solved in his heart for the rest of his life."

"That night, I lay on the bed and didn't close my eyes all night. After thinking about it, there was only one non-solution..."

We have probably guessed what Jia Bing meant.

"I don't have the money to save her, but I don't want Li Fang to die in pain, and I don't want Qingsheng to watch his mother leave him. Regardless of emotions, once Li Fang dies, she won't suffer from pain anymore , Qingsheng doesn’t have to pick up trash for his mother anymore, and he is still young, if he can find a family that is willing to adopt him, maybe there will be a better way to go in the future. Although the doctor said that Li Fang only has three or five years left But what if she doesn’t die in three to five years? What if she becomes a vegetable? Wouldn’t Qingsheng’s life be ruined?”

"The only way is for me to be the executioner and kill Li Fang, so that she will be freed and Qingsheng will be given a chance. I have a criminal record, and I will definitely pay for my life. As long as I die, the hatred in Qingsheng's heart will follow. Time is slowly fading away."

"I am willing to trade my life for a future for my child."

There was no sound in the interrogation room.

Jia Bing took a deep breath: "I have a fellow villager who is barren and has always wanted a boy. It took me a lot of effort to get in touch with the couple, and they were quite willing to adopt and celebrate their birthday. I was worried, so I went there in person. Once I made sure that the couple really wanted to adopt, I came back and told Qingsheng that I had found a new home and would sell him again, and the money from the sale would be used to save his mother, and Qingsheng agreed without even thinking about it. Yes. The day after Qingsheng was sent away by me, I found Li Fang and told her all my plans, but she was unwilling to live or die, and wanted to kill herself, so that I would not let my life be involved."

"But I know in my heart that if Li Fang ends on his own, firstly, Qingsheng will hate me for not keeping my promise, and secondly, he will definitely think that his mother chose to die in order not to drag him down. Qingsheng is still young and immature. I can't get out of this shadow at all. I don't want him to live his life with hatred and guilt. Only my death will be a happy ending. So on the third day, I mustered up the courage to buy a military thorn from a stall in the market. Went to Li Fang's."

"When I raised the knife, I still hesitated. After all, what I wanted to kill was the person I was most familiar with. To be honest, if Li Fang hadn't been sitting on the bed and grabbing the blade with both hands to take away my knife, I might have Struggle for a while."

"What is she trying to do by taking your knife?"

"She wanted to kill herself."

"and after?"

"She couldn't even speak out of breath. How could she have the strength to kill herself? After a few fights, I made up my mind. I closed my eyes and ruthlessly aimed at her heart. Soon, the socket of her heart Blood started gurgling out, and after a while, Li Fang lost her breath."

"What did you do after you killed someone?"

"I was afraid that her ghost would get on me, so I sprinkled a handful of glutinous rice on the bedside, kowtowed to her three times and left."

"Did you take anything out of their drawers?"

"Yes, when I sent Qingsheng away, I took Qingsheng's household registration book from home."

"Where did you go after you left the crime scene?"

"I wanted to go to the Public Security Bureau to surrender, but if this is the case, even if I surrender, I will not be sentenced to death, so I can only wait at home for you to arrest me. During this period, a cousin from the same village called me Negotiate to lease my land."

"What land?"

"There are more than ten acres of land for growing grain at home. When I was in prison, I gave my cousin to grow it for free. He called me before and asked me if the land was rented. I was just released at that time and had no job. I didn't agree."

"The dozen or so acres of my land are connected to their family's more than 20 acres. He wanted to engage in joint production, so he called me again. When he made this call, I had already committed a crime, so I followed suit. , I rented out the land cheaply. I took the paperwork at home and went to Huzhou to sign the contract with him. He directly transferred the money to my bank card. The total was 200. I bought it for myself in Huzhou for [-] yuan. A new set of clothes, so that I can walk decently. I haven’t touched a cent of the rest of the money, it’s all in the card, I hope all the police officers can be fulfilled and pass the money to Qingsheng.”

Jia Bing looked at each of us with pleading eyes, and all of us looked at Brother Ming in unison.

A few minutes later, Brother Ming stood up and solemnly said, "I promise you!"

(End of this chapter)