The evening breeze was slightly cool, but the cicadas were already faintly sounded in the bushes by the parking lot. Wu Yu stood under the steps in front of the building, took out the lighter and brought it to his mouth, and smiled while ordering: "What big treasure are you going to show me...Hey!"
His teeth were suddenly empty, but Bu Chonghua took the cigarette away and threw it into the trash can. Then he took out two boxes of cigarettes from the inner pocket of his jacket and threw them into his arms.
"This is..." Wu Yu took a look and was stunned: "Fuchun Mountain Residence?"
Bu Chonghua said, "Pick it, it's better than yours."
"No, this is too expensive," Wu Yu flatly rebuffed, "you quickly take it back."
"Take it without spending money."
"No, I can't ask for this, it's not a question of money or not..."
Bu Chonghua insisted on giving it, but Wu Yu gritted his teeth and dared not accept it. The two went back and forth several times. Bu Chonghua finally became impatient: "I touched it from the Song Bureau. I didn't spend any money. You can take it! "
"..." Wu Yu was stunned for a long time, and finally nodded his head and said: "I heard that all the people who smoked this cigarette went in at the end, Song Bureau is okay..."
"Song Bureau can't get in, he doesn't smoke." Bu Chonghua couldn't laugh or cry. "People only gave him one, and there are five packs in it. He thought it was a group of fifty yuan a pack. When he came to my house, he stuffed it easily. I gave it to the guard of the community downstairs, and it was so easy to be snatched off by me—I'm a dignified detachment leader who robbed the guard to smoke and smoked, but shut up and smoked you."
Wu Yu burst into laughter, and finally put a cigarette on the fire with one hand together, exhaled and laughed: "Thank you." ωωω.999xs.co\m\
"Thank me for what I am doing, there are three guarantees to the Forensic Clinic of the Municipal Bureau, you are just incidental."
"Thank you by the way."
Bu Chonghua looked away, there was no expression on his face, and asked after a while, "Are you used to smoking?"
Wu Yu said: "If you don't get used to it anymore, you can smoke opium."
Wu Yu's addiction to cigarettes is not the biggest in the detachment, at least not as big as Liao Gang, who has two packs of cigarettes a day. But his cigarettes are cheap, the tar content is high, and three or four puffs of a cigarette are gone, and there are hardly too many smoke rings to spit out. He is an old smoker with very bad habits. Bu Chonghua nodded him and said, "You should smoke less, it's really bad for your health."
"Get used to it, it's hard to quit." Wu Yu asked: "You really don't smoke at all?"
"Don't smoke."
"Affected by the Song Bureau?"
Criminal investigators who don’t smoke are like code writers who don’t work overtime and senior high school students don’t stay up late. Although it is not absent, the number is so small that it is almost negligible. The only explanation is that Bu Chonghua was raised by the Song Bureau since he was a child. In general, his father smokes. If you don't drink alcohol, the possibility of your son becoming a smoker and alcoholic is very small.
"Not really." Bu Chonghua paused and said, "I just try not to touch things that can be addictive."
Wu Yu asked smoothly: "Why?"
The bright light in the lobby of the building stretches out a fan-shaped light strip along the first steps, and the two sides of the fan are shrouded in the night, forming a sharp contrast. Bu Chonghua stood at a place where light and dark intersect, staring motionlessly at a certain piece of floating dust in the air, with light reflected in the bottom of his pupils, and then whispered for a long while: "Because addiction can cause weakness, make people addicted, and shake the original certainty. The determination to accomplish a certain mission. People can concentrate on doing only limited things in their life. Many times they can’t have both ends. I don’t want to make myself regret it when I finally have to make a choice.”
Wu Yu looked at his profiled side in the shadows, and suddenly felt a slight movement in his heart. Some hazy and dazed emotions spread to the bottom of his tongue with the mellow smoke, and then melted away little by little, and finally disappeared between his lungs.
In the distance, there were cars coming and going on the road, the duty room was lit, and moths fluttered and hit the light bulb. They stood side by side with each other for a long time. Wu Yu held a cigarette butt between his two fingers, looked at the shining sky of the night sky in the city, and said softly, "But how can a person have no addiction in his entire life? That is too bad for himself. Cruel. Even if your parents are still alive..."
"So I'm just talking." Bu Chonghua interrupted him, patted his shoulder with a smile, and said, "Let's go."
Wu Yu said nothing, nodded, the red light of cigarette butts drawn an arc in the night and fell into the trash can accurately.
Except for the criminal investigation detachment, which has been busy all night, all other departments are off work. The office area on every floor is immersed in darkness, and only the bright and lonely light is reflected in the corridor. Both of them did not take the elevator together. They walked up the stairs one after another. Each other's footsteps echoed monotonously in the stairwell, as if the pressure of closing the case of entangled interests above, the public opinion of the outside world, and the bloody and treacherous murder crimes on the rainy night. In the interlaced breath of the two of them, they gradually disappeared, turning into a distant cloud in the sky behind them.
"Hey," Wu Yu caught a glimpse of something suddenly, and turned his elbow to Bu Chonghua, motioning him to look downstairs from the gap between the handrails of the corridor.
——A whole row of offices of the technical team have been empty, but the dissection room at the end is brightly lit, as if there are people inside.
"The forensic doctor hasn't left yet?"
The two looked at each other, and Bu Chonghua thought for a while and said, "Let's go take a look."
The dissection room was filled with the slight airflow of the purification system. A corpse with its chest and abdomen completely opened was on a stainless steel table. In the sink was a slap cake box and a few lilies. Director Wang, wearing a light blue surgical gown, was lifting the incision on the anterior wall of the pericardium with tooth forceps, slightly tilted his head to describe to Little Gui forensic doctor; Little Gui forensic doctor had a digital camera hanging around his neck, and he nodded while recording, sometimes frowning carefully under the shadowless lamp Pericardial cavity.
Knocking, the door was knocked twice.
"Would you have dinner here?" Bu Chonghua opened the door and asked in a loud voice.
Wang Jiuling shivered, and said in a bad mood, "Why don't you go swimming in the Sili River in the middle of the night and run the morgue to scare people!"
Bu Chonghua looked at the cake box in the sink and then at the wall clock on the wall. He seemed to realize something, but did not return to Wang Jiuling. He beckoned Wu Yu to come in, then walked into the dissection table and stood and observed for a while, then suddenly asked: "——I remember that the chest and abdomen were opened by Old Yu, why did he suddenly give someone a Y-shaped knife?"
Wang Jiuling ignored him.
Little Gui forensic doctor looked at Wang Jiuling, and whispered: "Director Wang said that the victim was young, and the throat of the knife was too obvious. With the Y knife, the collar can be used to block the sutures. When sent for cremation, the remains are clean. "
——The one lying quietly on the dissection platform is Nian Xiaoping, the victim of the 502nd case.
Wang Jiuling didn't say a word or refute, he closed his chest and abdomen with sutures, and sighed for a while and said, "In fact, there is nothing good or bad about death, it's just a piece of frozen meat."
Bu Chonghua raised his chin to the wall clock on the wall, which was gradually approaching zero: "Did you celebrate your birthday with frozen meat?"
"Which birthday is it, I will take it home and eat it myself!" Wang Jiuling was quite stubborn. "Why do you come here in the middle of the night? You don't think of condolences until you finish your work? It's too late! It's worthless. !"
"I didn't want to sympathize with you. Wu Yu and I just came back from eating steamed Eastern Star Spot. What is the result of your four inspections? Are there any new discoveries?"
Wang Jiuling: "..."
"It's not considered the fourth examination, just pull it out and just make a section to see if metaphysics can work miracles." Little Gui forensic doctor hurriedly gave Director Wang a step down, and said to Bu Chonghua: "It is still similar to the preliminary autopsy results on site. One wound, one wound tube, 7.5cm in depth and 3.5cm in length. The two wound angles are both acute, and the weapon should be a double-bladed lancet. The traumatic heart rupture caused acute pericardial tamponade death."
This is more than the same, it's exactly the same.
Bu Chonghua sighed for a long time, then turned around and asked Wu Yu: "Can you still shine again?"
The last time it was at this dissection table, Wu Yu "feeled wrong" and discovered Gao Baokang's DNA between Gao Ling's teeth. The three people swept their sights, Wu Yu was silent for a moment, and slowly said: "My inspiration is digested with the steamed Eastern Star Spot..."
"Hey." Director Wang couldn't laugh or cry. He waved his hand for Xiaogui's forensic doctor to help move the corpse back to the bed and said, "Forget it, this case has already passed the stage of finding clues from the corpse... I think you might as well Go to the three sticks of incense on the Silihe River, worship the river god, and strive to find Gao Baokang, who is alive and dead, and no corpse. If you can't find it anymore, you should respectfully apologize at this time tomorrow and invite Chen Yuanliang out. Now, his son spent money to find a barrister. He just visited the city bureau during the day. If you dare to release someone a minute later, you have to be careful when people ask you for compensation from the state."
Bu Chonghua's face was not very good.
"...You are all looking for Gao Baokang, but it reminds me of that joke again." Little Gui forensic doctor smiled reluctantly: "——'Nancheng Detachment Nancheng Detachment, may I ask you to drop this Jin Gao Baokang, that silver Gao Baokang, or Is it the copper Gao Baokang?'' No River God, we lost the Gao Baokang who was killed in the 502 murder and diving. You are so honest, then I will award you all three Gao Baokang, gold, silver and bronze, that is worthless. The murderer Gao Baokang will stay at the bottom of the river!'..."
Bu Chonghua looked at him with a blank expression on his face, only Wu Yu yelled "Ha! Ha!" twice, although everyone could tell because he didn't understand the point of laughter at all, in every word he tried to utter All are full of doubts.
"..." Little Gui forensic doctor said coldly: "I will feel better if you don't laugh."
Director Wang pushed the corpse back into the morgue with his own hands. He came out and turned off the lights. The cold and quiet space fell into darkness again. Only the neon lights that faintly penetrated into the street through the gaps in the curtains outlined the undulating shadows under the white cloth.
That was Nian Xiaoping.
She was already very thin, but she was even thinner when she was covered by a white cloth. There was a bunch of weak flowers lying under the push bed. Those were the last few lilies that were hurriedly bought when the florist closed the door. A small, lonely pink cake box was covered under the petals.
The second hand ticked, the minute hand moved to the middle axis, and a new day had arrived.
The criminal police and forensic doctors stood silently at the door of the morgue. After an unknown period of time, Bu Chonghua said softly: "Nian Xiaoping, happy sixteenth birthday."
We run into walls everywhere, exhausted, but still can't get out of this desperate situation. If there is a god in the world to satisfy everyone's birthday wishes in this world, I only ask that you stay in your soul and have a spirit in the sky, and help us show a way for you.
"...Go home, go home," Director Wang took a hard breath, turned and waved to drive Wu Yu and Little Gui forensic doctor: "Young people don't boil like this, go home to sleep, come for a meeting early tomorrow. Walk, walk !"
Little Gui forensic doctor took off his gloves and surgical gown listlessly, Wu Yu also rubbed his sore cervical spine and shoulders, and was walking towards the stairs. Suddenly, the phone ringing behind him rang through the corridor outside the morgue.
"It's mine," Bu Chonghua looked at the call and picked up: "Hello?"
Wu Yu, Director Wang, and Little Gui forensic doctor all looked back at him and saw Bu Chonghua suddenly stop: "How are they sure?!"
"..." I didn't know what was said on the phone. I heard the tone of excitement vaguely. After a while, I saw Bu Chonghua raised his head and looked at Wu Yu, his pupils dilated slightly, and his expression changed significantly.
"I see." His throat rolled up and down, as if trying to suppress all emotions, hoarsely said: "This will let people do DNA comparisons. Before the results come out, they will be sent to the Nancheng branch immediately, whether or not. !"
Bu Chonghua cut off the phone, everyone seemed to have a premonition, and the eyes could not help but shine through. Director Wang even took a half step forward anxiously: "This is—"
"They found Gao Baokang."
The corridor suddenly fell into a huge astonishment, shock and disbelief, and then all turned into surprises, hitting everyone head-on from the void, and the forensic doctor Little Gui froze for a moment, leaning against the wall and speechless.
Director Wang was so excited that he covered his heart with his hand: "How did you find it, what's the situation, where are people now..."
"I found it out of the river."
Bu Chonghua paused, and said in a deep voice, "If you calculate it accurately, it will be one-half Gao Baokang."
The evening breeze was slightly cool, but the cicadas were already faintly sounded in the bushes by the parking lot. Wu Yu stood under the steps in front of the building, took out the lighter and brought it to his mouth, and smiled while ordering: "What big treasure are you going to show me...Hey!"
His teeth were suddenly empty, but Bu Chonghua took the cigarette away and threw it into the trash can. Then he took out two boxes of cigarettes from the inner pocket of his jacket and threw them into his arms.
"This is..." Wu Yu took a look and was stunned: "Fuchun Mountain Residence?"
Bu Chonghua said, "Pick it, it's better than yours."
"No, this is too expensive," Wu Yu flatly rebuffed, "you quickly take it back."
"Take it without spending money."
"No, I can't ask for this, it's not a question of money or not..."
Bu Chonghua insisted on giving it, but Wu Yu gritted his teeth and dared not accept it. The two went back and forth several times. Bu Chonghua finally became impatient: "I touched it from the Song Bureau. I didn't spend any money. You can take it! "
"..." Wu Yu was stunned for a long time, and finally nodded his head and said: "I heard that all the people who smoked this cigarette went in at the end, Song Bureau is okay..."
"Song Bureau can't get in, he doesn't smoke." Bu Chonghua couldn't laugh or cry. "People only gave him one, and there are five packs in it. He thought it was a group of fifty yuan a pack. When he came to my house, he stuffed it easily. I gave it to the guard of the community downstairs, and it was so easy to be snatched off by me—I'm a dignified detachment leader who robbed the guard to smoke and smoked, but shut up and smoked you."
Wu Yu burst into laughter, and finally put a cigarette on the fire with one hand together, exhaled and laughed: "Thank you." ωωω.999xs.co\m\
"Thank me for what I am doing, there are three guarantees to the Forensic Clinic of the Municipal Bureau, you are just incidental."
"Thank you by the way."
Bu Chonghua looked away, there was no expression on his face, and asked after a while, "Are you used to smoking?"
Wu Yu said: "If you don't get used to it anymore, you can smoke opium."
Wu Yu's addiction to cigarettes is not the biggest in the detachment, at least not as big as Liao Gang, who has two packs of cigarettes a day. But his cigarettes are cheap, the tar content is high, and three or four puffs of a cigarette are gone, and there are hardly too many smoke rings to spit out. He is an old smoker with very bad habits. Bu Chonghua nodded him and said, "You should smoke less, it's really bad for your health."
"Get used to it, it's hard to quit." Wu Yu asked: "You really don't smoke at all?"
"Don't smoke."
"Affected by the Song Bureau?"
Criminal investigators who don’t smoke are like code writers who don’t work overtime and senior high school students don’t stay up late. Although it is not absent, the number is so small that it is almost negligible. The only explanation is that Bu Chonghua was raised by the Song Bureau since he was a child. In general, his father smokes. If you don't drink alcohol, the possibility of your son becoming a smoker and alcoholic is very small.
"Not really." Bu Chonghua paused and said, "I just try not to touch things that can be addictive."
Wu Yu asked smoothly: "Why?"
The bright light in the lobby of the building stretches out a fan-shaped light strip along the first steps, and the two sides of the fan are shrouded in the night, forming a sharp contrast. Bu Chonghua stood at a place where light and dark intersect, staring motionlessly at a certain piece of floating dust in the air, with light reflected in the bottom of his pupils, and then whispered for a long while: "Because addiction can cause weakness, make people addicted, and shake the original certainty. The determination to accomplish a certain mission. People can concentrate on doing only limited things in their life. Many times they can’t have both ends. I don’t want to make myself regret it when I finally have to make a choice.”
Wu Yu looked at his profiled side in the shadows, and suddenly felt a slight movement in his heart. Some hazy and dazed emotions spread to the bottom of his tongue with the mellow smoke, and then melted away little by little, and finally disappeared between his lungs.
In the distance, there were cars coming and going on the road, the duty room was lit, and moths fluttered and hit the light bulb. They stood side by side with each other for a long time. Wu Yu held a cigarette butt between his two fingers, looked at the shining sky of the night sky in the city, and said softly, "But how can a person have no addiction in his entire life? That is too bad for himself. Cruel. Even if your parents are still alive..."
"So I'm just talking." Bu Chonghua interrupted him, patted his shoulder with a smile, and said, "Let's go."
Wu Yu said nothing, nodded, the red light of cigarette butts drawn an arc in the night and fell into the trash can accurately.
Except for the criminal investigation detachment, which has been busy all night, all other departments are off work. The office area on every floor is immersed in darkness, and only the bright and lonely light is reflected in the corridor. Both of them did not take the elevator together. They walked up the stairs one after another. Each other's footsteps echoed monotonously in the stairwell, as if the pressure of closing the case of entangled interests above, the public opinion of the outside world, and the bloody and treacherous murder crimes on the rainy night. In the interlaced breath of the two of them, they gradually disappeared, turning into a distant cloud in the sky behind them.
"Hey," Wu Yu caught a glimpse of something suddenly, and turned his elbow to Bu Chonghua, motioning him to look downstairs from the gap between the handrails of the corridor.
——A whole row of offices of the technical team have been empty, but the dissection room at the end is brightly lit, as if there are people inside.
"The forensic doctor hasn't left yet?"
The two looked at each other, and Bu Chonghua thought for a while and said, "Let's go take a look."
The dissection room was filled with the slight airflow of the purification system. A corpse with its chest and abdomen completely opened was on a stainless steel table. In the sink was a slap cake box and a few lilies. Director Wang, wearing a light blue surgical gown, was lifting the incision on the anterior wall of the pericardium with tooth forceps, slightly tilted his head to describe to Little Gui forensic doctor; Little Gui forensic doctor had a digital camera hanging around his neck, and he nodded while recording, sometimes frowning carefully under the shadowless lamp Pericardial cavity.
Knocking, the door was knocked twice.
"Would you have dinner here?" Bu Chonghua opened the door and asked in a loud voice.
Wang Jiuling shivered, and said in a bad mood, "Why don't you go swimming in the Sili River in the middle of the night and run the morgue to scare people!"
Bu Chonghua looked at the cake box in the sink and then at the wall clock on the wall. He seemed to realize something, but did not return to Wang Jiuling. He beckoned Wu Yu to come in, then walked into the dissection table and stood and observed for a while, then suddenly asked: "——I remember that the chest and abdomen were opened by Old Yu, why did he suddenly give someone a Y-shaped knife?"
Wang Jiuling ignored him.
Little Gui forensic doctor looked at Wang Jiuling, and whispered: "Director Wang said that the victim was young, and the throat of the knife was too obvious. With the Y knife, the collar can be used to block the sutures. When sent for cremation, the remains are clean. "
——The one lying quietly on the dissection platform is Nian Xiaoping, the victim of the 502nd case.
Wang Jiuling didn't say a word or refute, he closed his chest and abdomen with sutures, and sighed for a while and said, "In fact, there is nothing good or bad about death, it's just a piece of frozen meat."
Bu Chonghua raised his chin to the wall clock on the wall, which was gradually approaching zero: "Did you celebrate your birthday with frozen meat?"
"Which birthday is it, I will take it home and eat it myself!" Wang Jiuling was quite stubborn. "Why do you come here in the middle of the night? You don't think of condolences until you finish your work? It's too late! It's worthless. !"
"I didn't want to sympathize with you. Wu Yu and I just came back from eating steamed Eastern Star Spot. What is the result of your four inspections? Are there any new discoveries?"
Wang Jiuling: "..."
"It's not considered the fourth examination, just pull it out and just make a section to see if metaphysics can work miracles." Little Gui forensic doctor hurriedly gave Director Wang a step down, and said to Bu Chonghua: "It is still similar to the preliminary autopsy results on site. One wound, one wound tube, 7.5cm in depth and 3.5cm in length. The two wound angles are both acute, and the weapon should be a double-bladed lancet. The traumatic heart rupture caused acute pericardial tamponade death."
This is more than the same, it's exactly the same.
Bu Chonghua sighed for a long time, then turned around and asked Wu Yu: "Can you still shine again?"
The last time it was at this dissection table, Wu Yu "feeled wrong" and discovered Gao Baokang's DNA between Gao Ling's teeth. The three people swept their sights, Wu Yu was silent for a moment, and slowly said: "My inspiration is digested with the steamed Eastern Star Spot..."
"Hey." Director Wang couldn't laugh or cry. He waved his hand for Xiaogui's forensic doctor to help move the corpse back to the bed and said, "Forget it, this case has already passed the stage of finding clues from the corpse... I think you might as well Go to the three sticks of incense on the Silihe River, worship the river god, and strive to find Gao Baokang, who is alive and dead, and no corpse. If you can't find it anymore, you should respectfully apologize at this time tomorrow and invite Chen Yuanliang out. Now, his son spent money to find a barrister. He just visited the city bureau during the day. If you dare to release someone a minute later, you have to be careful when people ask you for compensation from the state."
Bu Chonghua's face was not very good.
"...You are all looking for Gao Baokang, but it reminds me of that joke again." Little Gui forensic doctor smiled reluctantly: "——'Nancheng Detachment Nancheng Detachment, may I ask you to drop this Jin Gao Baokang, that silver Gao Baokang, or Is it the copper Gao Baokang?'' No River God, we lost the Gao Baokang who was killed in the 502 murder and diving. You are so honest, then I will award you all three Gao Baokang, gold, silver and bronze, that is worthless. The murderer Gao Baokang will stay at the bottom of the river!'..."
Bu Chonghua looked at him with a blank expression on his face, only Wu Yu yelled "Ha! Ha!" twice, although everyone could tell because he didn't understand the point of laughter at all, in every word he tried to utter All are full of doubts.
"..." Little Gui forensic doctor said coldly: "I will feel better if you don't laugh."
Director Wang pushed the corpse back into the morgue with his own hands. He came out and turned off the lights. The cold and quiet space fell into darkness again. Only the neon lights that faintly penetrated into the street through the gaps in the curtains outlined the undulating shadows under the white cloth.
That was Nian Xiaoping.
She was already very thin, but she was even thinner when she was covered by a white cloth. There was a bunch of weak flowers lying under the push bed. Those were the last few lilies that were hurriedly bought when the florist closed the door. A small, lonely pink cake box was covered under the petals.
The second hand ticked, the minute hand moved to the middle axis, and a new day had arrived.
The criminal police and forensic doctors stood silently at the door of the morgue. After an unknown period of time, Bu Chonghua said softly: "Nian Xiaoping, happy sixteenth birthday."
We run into walls everywhere, exhausted, but still can't get out of this desperate situation. If there is a god in the world to satisfy everyone's birthday wishes in this world, I only ask that you stay in your soul and have a spirit in the sky, and help us show a way for you.
"...Go home, go home," Director Wang took a hard breath, turned and waved to drive Wu Yu and Little Gui forensic doctor: "Young people don't boil like this, go home to sleep, come for a meeting early tomorrow. Walk, walk !"
Little Gui forensic doctor took off his gloves and surgical gown listlessly, Wu Yu also rubbed his sore cervical spine and shoulders, and was walking towards the stairs. Suddenly, the phone ringing behind him rang through the corridor outside the morgue.
"It's mine," Bu Chonghua looked at the call and picked up: "Hello?"
Wu Yu, Director Wang, and Little Gui forensic doctor all looked back at him and saw Bu Chonghua suddenly stop: "How are they sure?!"
"..." I didn't know what was said on the phone. I heard the tone of excitement vaguely. After a while, I saw Bu Chonghua raised his head and looked at Wu Yu, his pupils dilated slightly, and his expression changed significantly.
"I see." His throat rolled up and down, as if trying to suppress all emotions, hoarsely said: "This will let people do DNA comparisons. Before the results come out, they will be sent to the Nancheng branch immediately, whether or not. !"
Bu Chonghua cut off the phone, everyone seemed to have a premonition, and the eyes could not help but shine through. Director Wang even took a half step forward anxiously: "This is—"
"They found Gao Baokang."
The corridor suddenly fell into a huge astonishment, shock and disbelief, and then all turned into surprises, hitting everyone head-on from the void, and the forensic doctor Little Gui froze for a moment, leaning against the wall and speechless.
Director Wang was so excited that he covered his heart with his hand: "How did you find it, what's the situation, where are people now..."
"I found it out of the river."
Bu Chonghua paused, and said in a deep voice, "If you calculate it accurately, it will be one-half Gao Baokang."
