The next day happened to be the weekend. After the two returned home, Su Hui slept all day and night. When he got up, Lu Junchi had already cooked dinner.
There was a plate of peeled and delicious garlic shrimp on the dinner table. Su Hui was attracted by the taste after seeing it. He picked up his chopsticks and took a bite. It was very delicious.
Now, Lu Junchi seems to have a better understanding of Su Hui's temper. Su Hui's favorite food is shrimp, as long as it is shrimp, he likes to eat it. The shrimp must be fresh, whether it is Longjing fried shrimp, braised prawns or river shrimp, or even crayfish.
However, if he was asked to peel the shrimp, he would usually peel at most three, and he would be too lazy to peel any more. But if you peel it for him, he can eat a plate by himself.
In the end, Lu Junchi simply peeled it for him in advance, so as to save his hands when he was eating.
These freshly prepared foods are hot and fresh, and they taste completely different from those instant foods.
Su Hui unknowingly ate more than half of the plate of shrimp, and finished a bowl of rice for the first time in history. He felt a little embarrassed and said, "I'll help you wash the dishes later."
Lu Jun said lately: "It's okay, it's quick to wash the dishes. You can rest after you finish eating."
He remembered that when he first came here, Su Hui was very thin, so thin that the jawline and collarbone were very thin, and there was no flesh on his cheeks. Now Su Hui's profile finally seemed to have a little curvature. , like a fine white jade.
While washing the dishes, Lu Junchi thought that if he could raise Su Hui a little bit fatter one day, it would definitely be a great sense of accomplishment.
Just like Aristotle, who is now two pounds fatter and his hair is shining.
The last case was finally closed, and this is a rare leisure time recently.
The two of them tacitly did not talk about the case that had just ended, and they did not even rush to review it.
Wounds need to be healed, and in the face of such things, time is the best medicine.
After dinner, Lu Junchi assembled the newly purchased swivel chair from the Internet. It was a small swivel chair that could be placed by the dining table.
The whole installation is not difficult, that is, the reel of the seat needs a lot of strength to be able to insert it.
Su Hui had assembled a similar one himself. The six reels had to be tossed for half the night, and finally he had to ask the students to come and help the next day to install it. But now he saw Lu Jun put it up late, he pushed hard with his hand, twisted it, and a reel was installed. Just fine.
Is this better to install?
Su Hui couldn't help but was eager to try, wanting to wash away his shame, he asked, "Can I try it?"
Lu Junchi stood up and asked him to try one. Su Hui picked it up and stuffed it inside, not moving at all...
I tried to plug it again, but it still didn't move...
Seeing that he couldn't put it in, Lu Jun said lately, "I'll do it." Then he took it and shoved it in easily.
Su Hui gave up the struggle and squatted aside with the cat in his arms, watching him busy.
The chairs were quickly installed, a seat was added to the house, and the dining table became a more formal office space.
Su Hui sat in his seat and read a book for a while, then he raised his head and saw Lu Junchi sitting on a swivel chair with headphones looking at his phone.
The positions of the two were a bit similar to theirs in the office of the serious crime team, except that in the office, Lu Junchi sat in the main seat, and Su Hui sat on the outside. At home, Su Hui was sitting at the big desk, and Lu Junchi was sitting at the side table.
Su Hui looked at Lu Junchi looking at the phone and looked attentively, but his expression was not very serious.
He was a little curious and asked Lu Junchi, "What are you looking at?"
Lu Jun hurriedly picked up his earphones and said, "A recently released Japanese drama, each episode is not long, only 20 minutes. It's a criminal investigation comedy, and it's quite interesting."
Su Hui blinked and took a sip: "I don't see that you still like watching this kind of movie."
Lu Jun said lately: "It was recommended by Qiao Ze, and it seems to be quite relieved." He is busy with work, and he can only watch some movies when he has spare time. Most of them are what boys like to watch, not criminal investigation suspense actions, or Politics, this drama is criminal investigation and funny, just at his point of interest, he is eager to buy Amway, "I have some clips here, do you want to try it?"
Su Hui said casually, "Okay."
His eyes are not good, and it is very difficult for him to read and watch videos for a long time, but he is very curious about what kind of movies Lu Junchi will like.
Su Hui thought that Lu Junchi would send him a website address, but unexpectedly, the man came over and handed him a headset.
Exactly on the right.
Su Hui took the earphones and put them on. He looked down, and then he could feel from the corner of his eye that Lu Junchi watched the movie and then looked at him again, his expression seemed to be worried that he didn't like it.
After watching it for half a minute, Lu Junchi turned to look at him again, it seemed that his reaction was more important than the content of the film.
Su Hui watched the film. He used to like to be quiet and be alone. Even if he watched films, he liked to watch literature and art. He could only tell by the sound, but he suddenly felt that this kind of film was pretty good too.
Seeing a few places, he subconsciously laughed.
Su Hui doesn't laugh often, but when he does laugh, his eyes are slightly squinted, and the kind of clean and alienation on his whole body will fade a little. It's just a faint chuckle, but it makes his whole person seem to be alive. become alive.
Seeing that he liked it, Lu Junchi felt a little relieved.
He couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. It seemed that when Su Hui was happy, he would feel happy too.
After watching a video, Lu Junchi took off the earphone and said, "I'll share the address with you. You can take a look when you're bored."
Su Hui snorted, and he began to concentrate on the puzzle again. After this period of hard work, only the last few pieces of the pure white **** were left to be completed.
When he reached the last piece, Su Hui suddenly found that the piece he had just put down was stained with blood.
Su Hui frowned and looked at his fingers, and when he looked intently, he realized that at some point, his fingers were scratched, and a trace of blood was stained on the puzzle.
Lu Junchi also noticed Su Hui's strangeness. He frowned and asked, "What's wrong with your fingers?"
Su Hui didn't feel the pain at all before, he thought back and said, "Maybe I was careless when I installed the chair just now."
He pursed his lips when he said this, and felt that he was really a waste. He only tried it and cut his fingers.
Lu Jun went late to get an alcohol cotton ball to disinfect him, and then asked him, "Do you have a Band-Aid at home?"
Su replied: "Yes, it should be in the storage box above the TV side cabinet."
Lu Junchi had cleaned up the whole house inside and out before, but the contents of this storage box had not moved. There were some boxes and a few iron boxes scattered in it, and they were also piled up in a disorderly manner.
Lu Junchi thought that the Band-Aid would be in the iron box, so he opened one to see that it was empty.
Then he opened the other one, and this one had something in it, a police ID card and a badge on top, and some sundries underneath, but no Band-Aids.
Lu Junchi put the box back, turned it over a few times, and finally found a few Band-Aids under the box. He put the things away. At this moment, the second iron box was not closed, and the box cover fell off. The things scattered, just happened to drop the police officer card.
Lu Jun recalled it late, and glanced at it inadvertently. His heart suddenly moved. The police officer's certificate was actually from Su Hui, and the time was five years ago.
Su Hui asked from behind: "Have you found it? Maybe it's under it..."
Lu Jun quickly replied, "I found it."
He was about to take it when he suddenly discovered that a small star had fallen out of the iron box. It was hand-folded and made of pale yellow paper.
Lu Jun hesitated for a second, held the star in his palm, and put the basket back on the TV cabinet.
He held the Band-Aid and walked to Su Hui's side, tore off a piece, and helped him wrap his fingers: "Don't get wet, it should be fine in two days."
Su Hui moved his fingers and hummed indifferently. He opened his mouth and said, "I want to put this puzzle in the picture frame."
It was the first time he had put together such a difficult puzzle, and he felt a sense of accomplishment when he finished it.
Lu Jun nodded slowly: "Okay, I'll help you install it."
The red bloodstain doesn't look abrupt, but it seems to add a soul to the entire pure white hell.
By the time the puzzle was framed, it was not too early. Su Hui sat at the desk for a while before returning to the house.
Seeing him go in, Lu Junchi also went into the bedroom and took out a small box from the bedside table. After opening it, there was a box of identical little stars. He had a total of ninety-nine stars.
Lu Junchi put the star he got from Su Hui's box on the table and compared it with the other stars.
The folding method of the stars is still ordinary, and the kind of paper that is not very ordinary.
Lu Junchi reached out and turned off the light, and the stars suddenly lit up. They were fluorescent paper. Usually they looked just plain yellow, but in places where there was no light, they would glow.
It's been so long since.
Lu Junchi still remembered that he got his first star four years ago.
It was more than a year after Yu Yan's death, and when he joined the General Administration for less than a year, the establishment of the behavior analysis team was similar to his entry time.
At that time, he was twenty-three years old, still very young, a little policeman who didn't know much about anything.
Because of his success in carrying out the protection task and his background in studying abroad, the Tan Bureau gave him a hand and directly appointed him as the deputy captain of the fourth criminal investigation team. At the beginning, Lu Junchi was very blind, and the domestic procedures and processing methods were completely different from those abroad. He couldn't hold back those old detectives at a young age.
Fortunately, there was an old captain above him. Luo Lao was in his fifties at the time. He was an experienced old criminal policeman. He had rich experience and had always brought Lu Junchi as his own son.
A lot of Lu Junchi's criminal investigation experience was learned from his master, and he gradually got used to it. The old criminal policemen in the group gradually respected him, but occasionally they would call him "Lieutenant" when joking.
One of Lu Junchi's daily work is to sort out the cases that need to be analyzed, and then upload them, waiting for the analysis files of the behavior analysis team.
Basically every day at work, Lu Junchi will open the OA system of the police office. Occasionally there is a reply from the person in the previous article, and the work of this day will be motivated.
At that time, the poet was almost the idol of all the young girls in the general bureau. Such a legendary figure by his side was much more attractive than those high-level American dramas.
There were even female police officers who came to work in the Huadu Headquarters specifically for him.
The second most popular after the poet is the moonlight.
The prophet and the robin also appear, but they are mentioned at a much lower rate than the other two.
Because of the protective measures, no one knew who the members of the behavioral analysis team were, and there were rumors that they didn't know each other's identities.
Lu Junchi knew that the poet was only one of the thousands of office workers in the Huadu General Bureau, a large area.
This kind of feeling is quite wonderful, that is, that person is obviously by your side, he may pass you by, or he may sit at the next table in the cafeteria, but you just don't know who he will be.
At that time, many people guessed that the poet should have been in his thirties, and the policewomen talked about him one by one as a senior.
Lu Junchi felt that his qualifications were still inexperienced, so he called them seniors after them.
Once, the poet gave them a behavioral analysis of their crime profile. Holding the analysis sheet, the people in the criminal police team were divided into two factions.
Lu Jun said lately: "This profile analysis is given by the poet, so isn't it best to ask him?"
"Ask the poet?"
The rest of the group shook their heads.
"For a great **** like a poet, it is very troublesome to do a profile."
"You don't know how busy the poet is."
"Yeah, I heard that the group next door chased after him and asked questions for a long time, but he didn't answer. It should be difficult to talk."
Lu Jun didn't believe in evil for a while, so he mustered up the courage to leave a message on the system and asked: "Senior, I know this inference, but I still don't know the reason. Can you explain to me?
He asked carefully, using honorific titles, and didn't even expect the poet to reply to him.
Unexpectedly, he received a message from the poet in the afternoon with a detailed explanation.
The poet asked him: "Understand?"
Lu Junchi couldn't contain his excitement: "Understood."
The poet's last line was, "On this matter, just do as I say."
Lu Junchi didn't think he was arrogant, he just thought the way of explanation was amazing.
He immediately told Luo team what the poet said, and Luo team pondered for a moment and made a new layout.
Three days later, they caught the murderer of the case.
Lu Jun returned from the arrest mission late, and left a message on the Internet as soon as possible.
Poet, your analysis is correct, thank you.
It seems that since that time, Lu Junchi has not been too frightened to communicate with the poet.
Occasionally, he would ask him when he was unsure about something. Once, the poet might be busy, so he came back to him a little late, and then left him a message: "Do you have a police walkie-talkie over there?"
Lu Jun was stunned for a while, then turned it out of his desk pocket and replied, "Yes."
The poet said: "It's too troublesome to type. I'll give you an encrypted channel number, you can broadcast it, and I'll talk to you by voice."
Lu Junchi took the walkie-talkie and went to the corridor, and broadcast it nervously. I just heard a man's nice voice from the walkie-talkie: "Hello?"
Lu Junchi was extremely nervous: "Pre...Senior hello, I'm Lu Junchi."
"Why are you so nervous, I don't eat people." The walkie-talkie will distort people's voices, often with electrical noise. But Lu Junchi could still hear that the other party didn't seem to be very old.
But he was used to calling seniors, and it was not easy to change his words for a while.
"You want to ask about that case..." The poet analyzed the case as a whole.
His thinking was clear, organized, and with an unquestionable confidence, as if what he said was correct, that it existed, the truth of things.
Lu Junchi kept mumbling, listening with extreme seriousness and admiration.
In the end, the poet said: "You can contact me on this channel, but keep it secret, because apart from the leader and a few people in our department, only you know this number."
Lu Junchi was flattered when he heard this.
With the first time, there will be a second time. Lu Junchi began to look forward to the intersection with the poet in the case.
He couldn't tell how he felt about the poet. When they communicated, he often felt that his little uncle was still alive. With that tone, that calm and certain attitude, it was like his little uncle was talking to him across time and space.
Sometimes he would discuss the case with the poet. He remembered that the case was a case of dismembering a boy's body. They quickly caught the murderer, but the poet said that the case was still suspicious.
"...From the point of view of criminal psychology, it is impossible for such a person to make a dismemberment in such a situation, unless the murderer is someone else, the knife method of dismembering the body is very messy, it may be due to drugs or Driven by alcohol...including the traces left on the scene, alcohol and perfume are very elegant, and the other party may be very rich..."
Having said that, the poet suddenly stopped, and there was a low mumble.
Lu Junchi's heart skipped a beat: "Senior, are you not feeling well?"
After a while, a voice came from the other side of the walkie-talkie: "It's okay, just a little stomachache."
Lu Junchi remembered that he had prepared some commonly used medicines in the office before, including stomach medicine, and hurriedly said: "I have stomach medicine here, I will send it to you?"
The other side paused for a while, breathing a little too fast: "Forget it, don't bother you..."
Only then did Lu Junchi remember that members of the behavior analysis team cannot reveal their identities, so he quickly changed his mind and said, "If it's not convenient for me to go there, then I'll put the medicine in one place..." He thought about it and turned his head to see that it was placed in the corridor. The vending machine inside, "Are there any vending machines that are closer to you?"
The other party hesitated for a moment and said, "You know the vending machine on the first floor of Police Building No. 3, it's the place that is a little behind and no one goes there."
"Okay, I put the medicine at the pick-up port of the vending machine. Can you go get it? I'll put it away in about ten minutes."
The other side said, "Okay."
Lu Junchi immediately ran back to the office, rummaged through the cabinets and found the box of stomach medicine, and then wanted to run out.
Captain Luo watched him busy and asked with a smile, "For girls?"
Lu Jun was stunned for a moment: "Ah, no, it's a friend."
"If you are an ordinary friend, you won't be in such a hurry." Team Luo opened the drawer of his own work with a familiar tone, "Come on, the teacher will teach you a trick."
Team Luo took out a lemon candy from the table pocket and handed it to Lu Junchi: "If you want to chase the little girl, you have to think about it. For example, the medicine should be given with the candy. Don't let him remember the pain of medicine, Let people remember that sweetness."
Lu Jun took the candy late and said thanks, his face was a little hot, he had almost zero experience in this area.
Team Luo waved: "Come on, let others wait?"
Lu Junchi ran all the way to Building 3. There was no one there. He put the medicine and sugar in the pickup port.
Then he ran all the way back and left a message to the poet: "Senior, I put it away."
After a while, the other party replied to him: "I got it, I also put something for you."
Lu Junchi was excited, and ran downstairs in a swipe. It was the vending machine. The medicine and sugar in it were gone, replaced by a small star.
Lu Junchi came back with Xingxing to leave a message: "Thank you Senior Xingxing, have you taken the medicine, are you feeling better?"
Poet: Thank you, I already ate it. It's that sugar... It's so sour.
Lu Junchi: …
From that day on, that vending machine became a tool for the two people to pass the message, it was a secret between the two of them.
The second time it was raining, Lu Junchi put an umbrella in the vending machine. The umbrella was returned to him the next day, with a small star attached.
The third time it was necessary to pass documents, the poet asked him to borrow a USB flash drive. When I returned as usual, there were more stars.
That star became a tacit understanding among them, a kind of agreement.
Slowly, he became more and more familiar with the poet, and Xingxing also saved a small box.
After the memory was over, Lu Junchi picked up the stars on the table. He originally thought that he couldn't wait for the hundredth star.
He was guessing whether this star and his star might have come from the same person.
His star was given to him by the poet.
So where did Su Hui's star come from?
The next day happened to be the weekend. After the two returned home, Su Hui slept all day and night. When he got up, Lu Junchi had already cooked dinner.
There was a plate of peeled and delicious garlic shrimp on the dinner table. Su Hui was attracted by the taste after seeing it. He picked up his chopsticks and took a bite. It was very delicious.
Now, Lu Junchi seems to have a better understanding of Su Hui's temper. Su Hui's favorite food is shrimp, as long as it is shrimp, he likes to eat it. The shrimp must be fresh, whether it is Longjing fried shrimp, braised prawns or river shrimp, or even crayfish.
However, if he was asked to peel the shrimp, he would usually peel at most three, and he would be too lazy to peel any more. But if you peel it for him, he can eat a plate by himself.
In the end, Lu Junchi simply peeled it for him in advance, so as to save his hands when he was eating.
These freshly prepared foods are hot and fresh, and they taste completely different from those instant foods.
Su Hui unknowingly ate more than half of the plate of shrimp, and finished a bowl of rice for the first time in history. He felt a little embarrassed and said, "I'll help you wash the dishes later."
Lu Jun said lately: "It's okay, it's quick to wash the dishes. You can rest after you finish eating."
He remembered that when he first came here, Su Hui was very thin, so thin that the jawline and collarbone were very thin, and there was no flesh on his cheeks. Now Su Hui's profile finally seemed to have a little curvature. , like a fine white jade.
While washing the dishes, Lu Junchi thought that if he could raise Su Hui a little bit fatter one day, it would definitely be a great sense of accomplishment.
Just like Aristotle, who is now two pounds fatter and his hair is shining.
The last case was finally closed, and this is a rare leisure time recently.
The two of them tacitly did not talk about the case that had just ended, and they did not even rush to review it.
Wounds need to be healed, and in the face of such things, time is the best medicine.
After dinner, Lu Junchi assembled the newly purchased swivel chair from the Internet. It was a small swivel chair that could be placed by the dining table.
The whole installation is not difficult, that is, the reel of the seat needs a lot of strength to be able to insert it.
Su Hui had assembled a similar one himself. The six reels had to be tossed for half the night, and finally he had to ask the students to come and help the next day to install it. But now he saw Lu Jun put it up late, he pushed hard with his hand, twisted it, and a reel was installed. Just fine.
Is this better to install?
Su Hui couldn't help but was eager to try, wanting to wash away his shame, he asked, "Can I try it?"
Lu Junchi stood up and asked him to try one. Su Hui picked it up and stuffed it inside, not moving at all...
I tried to plug it again, but it still didn't move...
Seeing that he couldn't put it in, Lu Jun said lately, "I'll do it." Then he took it and shoved it in easily.
Su Hui gave up the struggle and squatted aside with the cat in his arms, watching him busy.
The chairs were quickly installed, a seat was added to the house, and the dining table became a more formal office space.
Su Hui sat in his seat and read a book for a while, then he raised his head and saw Lu Junchi sitting on a swivel chair with headphones looking at his phone.
The positions of the two were a bit similar to theirs in the office of the serious crime team, except that in the office, Lu Junchi sat in the main seat, and Su Hui sat on the outside. At home, Su Hui was sitting at the big desk, and Lu Junchi was sitting at the side table.
Su Hui looked at Lu Junchi looking at the phone and looked attentively, but his expression was not very serious.
He was a little curious and asked Lu Junchi, "What are you looking at?"
Lu Jun hurriedly picked up his earphones and said, "A recently released Japanese drama, each episode is not long, only 20 minutes. It's a criminal investigation comedy, and it's quite interesting."
Su Hui blinked and took a sip: "I don't see that you still like watching this kind of movie."
Lu Jun said lately: "It was recommended by Qiao Ze, and it seems to be quite relieved." He is busy with work, and he can only watch some movies when he has spare time. Most of them are what boys like to watch, not criminal investigation suspense actions, or Politics, this drama is criminal investigation and funny, just at his point of interest, he is eager to buy Amway, "I have some clips here, do you want to try it?"
Su Hui said casually, "Okay."
His eyes are not good, and it is very difficult for him to read and watch videos for a long time, but he is very curious about what kind of movies Lu Junchi will like.
Su Hui thought that Lu Junchi would send him a website address, but unexpectedly, the man came over and handed him a headset.
Exactly on the right.
Su Hui took the earphones and put them on. He looked down, and then he could feel from the corner of his eye that Lu Junchi watched the movie and then looked at him again, his expression seemed to be worried that he didn't like it.
After watching it for half a minute, Lu Junchi turned to look at him again, it seemed that his reaction was more important than the content of the film.
Su Hui watched the film. He used to like to be quiet and be alone. Even if he watched films, he liked to watch literature and art. He could only tell by the sound, but he suddenly felt that this kind of film was pretty good too.
Seeing a few places, he subconsciously laughed.
Su Hui doesn't laugh often, but when he does laugh, his eyes are slightly squinted, and the kind of clean and alienation on his whole body will fade a little. It's just a faint chuckle, but it makes his whole person seem to be alive. become alive.
Seeing that he liked it, Lu Junchi felt a little relieved.
He couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. It seemed that when Su Hui was happy, he would feel happy too.
After watching a video, Lu Junchi took off the earphone and said, "I'll share the address with you. You can take a look when you're bored."
Su Hui snorted, and he began to concentrate on the puzzle again. After this period of hard work, only the last few pieces of the pure white **** were left to be completed.
When he reached the last piece, Su Hui suddenly found that the piece he had just put down was stained with blood.
Su Hui frowned and looked at his fingers, and when he looked intently, he realized that at some point, his fingers were scratched, and a trace of blood was stained on the puzzle.
Lu Junchi also noticed Su Hui's strangeness. He frowned and asked, "What's wrong with your fingers?"
Su Hui didn't feel the pain at all before, he thought back and said, "Maybe I was careless when I installed the chair just now."
He pursed his lips when he said this, and felt that he was really a waste. He only tried it and cut his fingers.
Lu Jun went late to get an alcohol cotton ball to disinfect him, and then asked him, "Do you have a Band-Aid at home?"
Su replied: "Yes, it should be in the storage box above the TV side cabinet."
Lu Junchi had cleaned up the whole house inside and out before, but the contents of this storage box had not moved. There were some boxes and a few iron boxes scattered in it, and they were also piled up in a disorderly manner.
Lu Junchi thought that the Band-Aid would be in the iron box, so he opened one to see that it was empty.
Then he opened the other one, and this one had something in it, a police ID card and a badge on top, and some sundries underneath, but no Band-Aids.
Lu Junchi put the box back, turned it over a few times, and finally found a few Band-Aids under the box. He put the things away. At this moment, the second iron box was not closed, and the box cover fell off. The things scattered, just happened to drop the police officer card.
Lu Jun recalled it late, and glanced at it inadvertently. His heart suddenly moved. The police officer's certificate was actually from Su Hui, and the time was five years ago.
Su Hui asked from behind: "Have you found it? Maybe it's under it..."
Lu Jun quickly replied, "I found it."
He was about to take it when he suddenly discovered that a small star had fallen out of the iron box. It was hand-folded and made of pale yellow paper.
Lu Jun hesitated for a second, held the star in his palm, and put the basket back on the TV cabinet.
He held the Band-Aid and walked to Su Hui's side, tore off a piece, and helped him wrap his fingers: "Don't get wet, it should be fine in two days."
Su Hui moved his fingers and hummed indifferently. He opened his mouth and said, "I want to put this puzzle in the picture frame."
It was the first time he had put together such a difficult puzzle, and he felt a sense of accomplishment when he finished it.
Lu Jun nodded slowly: "Okay, I'll help you install it."
The red bloodstain doesn't look abrupt, but it seems to add a soul to the entire pure white hell.
By the time the puzzle was framed, it was not too early. Su Hui sat at the desk for a while before returning to the house.
Seeing him go in, Lu Junchi also went into the bedroom and took out a small box from the bedside table. After opening it, there was a box of identical little stars. He had a total of ninety-nine stars.
Lu Junchi put the star he got from Su Hui's box on the table and compared it with the other stars.
The folding method of the stars is still ordinary, and the kind of paper that is not very ordinary.
Lu Junchi reached out and turned off the light, and the stars suddenly lit up. They were fluorescent paper. Usually they looked just plain yellow, but in places where there was no light, they would glow.
It's been so long since.
Lu Junchi still remembered that he got his first star four years ago.
It was more than a year after Yu Yan's death, and when he joined the General Administration for less than a year, the establishment of the behavior analysis team was similar to his entry time.
At that time, he was twenty-three years old, still very young, a little policeman who didn't know much about anything.
Because of his success in carrying out the protection task and his background in studying abroad, the Tan Bureau gave him a hand and directly appointed him as the deputy captain of the fourth criminal investigation team. At the beginning, Lu Junchi was very blind, and the domestic procedures and processing methods were completely different from those abroad. He couldn't hold back those old detectives at a young age.
Fortunately, there was an old captain above him. Luo Lao was in his fifties at the time. He was an experienced old criminal policeman. He had rich experience and had always brought Lu Junchi as his own son.
A lot of Lu Junchi's criminal investigation experience was learned from his master, and he gradually got used to it. The old criminal policemen in the group gradually respected him, but occasionally they would call him "Lieutenant" when joking.
One of Lu Junchi's daily work is to sort out the cases that need to be analyzed, and then upload them, waiting for the analysis files of the behavior analysis team.
Basically every day at work, Lu Junchi will open the OA system of the police office. Occasionally there is a reply from the person in the previous article, and the work of this day will be motivated.
At that time, the poet was almost the idol of all the young girls in the general bureau. Such a legendary figure by his side was much more attractive than those high-level American dramas.
There were even female police officers who came to work in the Huadu Headquarters specifically for him.
The second most popular after the poet is the moonlight.
The prophet and the robin also appear, but they are mentioned at a much lower rate than the other two.
Because of the protective measures, no one knew who the members of the behavioral analysis team were, and there were rumors that they didn't know each other's identities.
Lu Junchi knew that the poet was only one of the thousands of office workers in the Huadu General Bureau, a large area.
This kind of feeling is quite wonderful, that is, that person is obviously by your side, he may pass you by, or he may sit at the next table in the cafeteria, but you just don't know who he will be.
At that time, many people guessed that the poet should have been in his thirties, and the policewomen talked about him one by one as a senior.
Lu Junchi felt that his qualifications were still inexperienced, so he called them seniors after them.
Once, the poet gave them a behavioral analysis of their crime profile. Holding the analysis sheet, the people in the criminal police team were divided into two factions.
Lu Jun said lately: "This profile analysis is given by the poet, so isn't it best to ask him?"
"Ask the poet?"
The rest of the group shook their heads.
"For a great **** like a poet, it is very troublesome to do a profile."
"You don't know how busy the poet is."
"Yeah, I heard that the group next door chased after him and asked questions for a long time, but he didn't answer. It should be difficult to talk."
Lu Jun didn't believe in evil for a while, so he mustered up the courage to leave a message on the system and asked: "Senior, I know this inference, but I still don't know the reason. Can you explain to me?
He asked carefully, using honorific titles, and didn't even expect the poet to reply to him.
Unexpectedly, he received a message from the poet in the afternoon with a detailed explanation.
The poet asked him: "Understand?"
Lu Junchi couldn't contain his excitement: "Understood."
The poet's last line was, "On this matter, just do as I say."
Lu Junchi didn't think he was arrogant, he just thought the way of explanation was amazing.
He immediately told Luo team what the poet said, and Luo team pondered for a moment and made a new layout.
Three days later, they caught the murderer of the case.
Lu Jun returned from the arrest mission late, and left a message on the Internet as soon as possible.
Poet, your analysis is correct, thank you.
It seems that since that time, Lu Junchi has not been too frightened to communicate with the poet.
Occasionally, he would ask him when he was unsure about something. Once, the poet might be busy, so he came back to him a little late, and then left him a message: "Do you have a police walkie-talkie over there?"
Lu Jun was stunned for a while, then turned it out of his desk pocket and replied, "Yes."
The poet said: "It's too troublesome to type. I'll give you an encrypted channel number, you can broadcast it, and I'll talk to you by voice."
Lu Junchi took the walkie-talkie and went to the corridor, and broadcast it nervously. I just heard a man's nice voice from the walkie-talkie: "Hello?"
Lu Junchi was extremely nervous: "Pre...Senior hello, I'm Lu Junchi."
"Why are you so nervous, I don't eat people." The walkie-talkie will distort people's voices, often with electrical noise. But Lu Junchi could still hear that the other party didn't seem to be very old.
But he was used to calling seniors, and it was not easy to change his words for a while.
"You want to ask about that case..." The poet analyzed the case as a whole.
His thinking was clear, organized, and with an unquestionable confidence, as if what he said was correct, that it existed, the truth of things.
Lu Junchi kept mumbling, listening with extreme seriousness and admiration.
In the end, the poet said: "You can contact me on this channel, but keep it secret, because apart from the leader and a few people in our department, only you know this number."
Lu Junchi was flattered when he heard this.
With the first time, there will be a second time. Lu Junchi began to look forward to the intersection with the poet in the case.
He couldn't tell how he felt about the poet. When they communicated, he often felt that his little uncle was still alive. With that tone, that calm and certain attitude, it was like his little uncle was talking to him across time and space.
Sometimes he would discuss the case with the poet. He remembered that the case was a case of dismembering a boy's body. They quickly caught the murderer, but the poet said that the case was still suspicious.
"...From the point of view of criminal psychology, it is impossible for such a person to make a dismemberment in such a situation, unless the murderer is someone else, the knife method of dismembering the body is very messy, it may be due to drugs or Driven by alcohol...including the traces left on the scene, alcohol and perfume are very elegant, and the other party may be very rich..."
Having said that, the poet suddenly stopped, and there was a low mumble.
Lu Junchi's heart skipped a beat: "Senior, are you not feeling well?"
After a while, a voice came from the other side of the walkie-talkie: "It's okay, just a little stomachache."
Lu Junchi remembered that he had prepared some commonly used medicines in the office before, including stomach medicine, and hurriedly said: "I have stomach medicine here, I will send it to you?"
The other side paused for a while, breathing a little too fast: "Forget it, don't bother you..."
Only then did Lu Junchi remember that members of the behavior analysis team cannot reveal their identities, so he quickly changed his mind and said, "If it's not convenient for me to go there, then I'll put the medicine in one place..." He thought about it and turned his head to see that it was placed in the corridor. The vending machine inside, "Are there any vending machines that are closer to you?"
The other party hesitated for a moment and said, "You know the vending machine on the first floor of Police Building No. 3, it's the place that is a little behind and no one goes there."
"Okay, I put the medicine at the pick-up port of the vending machine. Can you go get it? I'll put it away in about ten minutes."
The other side said, "Okay."
Lu Junchi immediately ran back to the office, rummaged through the cabinets and found the box of stomach medicine, and then wanted to run out.
Captain Luo watched him busy and asked with a smile, "For girls?"
Lu Jun was stunned for a moment: "Ah, no, it's a friend."
"If you are an ordinary friend, you won't be in such a hurry." Team Luo opened the drawer of his own work with a familiar tone, "Come on, the teacher will teach you a trick."
Team Luo took out a lemon candy from the table pocket and handed it to Lu Junchi: "If you want to chase the little girl, you have to think about it. For example, the medicine should be given with the candy. Don't let him remember the pain of medicine, Let people remember that sweetness."
Lu Jun took the candy late and said thanks, his face was a little hot, he had almost zero experience in this area.
Team Luo waved: "Come on, let others wait?"
Lu Junchi ran all the way to Building 3. There was no one there. He put the medicine and sugar in the pickup port.
Then he ran all the way back and left a message to the poet: "Senior, I put it away."
After a while, the other party replied to him: "I got it, I also put something for you."
Lu Junchi was excited, and ran downstairs in a swipe. It was the vending machine. The medicine and sugar in it were gone, replaced by a small star.
Lu Junchi came back with Xingxing to leave a message: "Thank you Senior Xingxing, have you taken the medicine, are you feeling better?"
Poet: Thank you, I already ate it. It's that sugar... It's so sour.
Lu Junchi: …
From that day on, that vending machine became a tool for the two people to pass the message, it was a secret between the two of them.
The second time it was raining, Lu Junchi put an umbrella in the vending machine. The umbrella was returned to him the next day, with a small star attached.
The third time it was necessary to pass documents, the poet asked him to borrow a USB flash drive. When I returned as usual, there were more stars.
That star became a tacit understanding among them, a kind of agreement.
Slowly, he became more and more familiar with the poet, and Xingxing also saved a small box.
After the memory was over, Lu Junchi picked up the stars on the table. He originally thought that he couldn't wait for the hundredth star.
He was guessing whether this star and his star might have come from the same person.
His star was given to him by the poet.
So where did Su Hui's star come from?
