The Criminal Investigation Detachment of Yinjiang Municipal Bureau, Qiao Shishi was awakened by a series of CALLs after less than half a day of rest. He returned to the Criminal Investigation Team to continue his hard life as a cow and horse. When the information collection team was adjusting information, he stared at the two pandas with a strong look on his face, as if the big villain who was smoky makeup in the TV series was about to roar in the mountains and rivers and kill people in minutes.

"Mei-man Qiao? Wasn't she a rest today? She just came back from a trip with Team Chu yesterday. How could we, the big men, feel sorry for her when we returned to work so soon?"

Qiao Shishi turned around and stared at the male policeman who was sarcastic about a sarcastic woman who died of grudges. Her dark pupils were full of resentment and said, "When I woke up this morning, I found that my menstrual period was up."

With a short sentence full of infinite intimidation, the male policeman was immediately shocked by Meiren Qiao during menstruation, and immediately came over to help her sort out the messy information.

It’s scary. Women who have menstrual periods are not easy to mess with, let alone Qiao Shishi.

"Shi Shi!"

Chu Xingyun's voice came through the long corridor, and it was still full of energy and powerful Kong Wu and extremely penetrating.

Qiao Shishi picked up a stack of information and threw it hard on the printer, and replied with an octave-high soprano: "What are you doing!"

Chu Xingyun said to the mountain song like her: "Information, hurry up!"

As soon as Qiao Shishi came out of the information group office with the information, he heard Chu Xingyun shout again: "Shishi!"

Qiao Shishi appeared at the door of the conference room like a ghost, looked at Chu Xingyun, who was sitting at the top of the long table and said quietly: "What's wrong?"

Chu Xingyun was burying his head at the missing person case two years ago. The ashtray in his hand was planted in the backwards of onions and filled with cigarette butts that had not yet been extinguished. He was still holding a stick in his mouth, and his whole body was so smoky that it seemed like he was in a fairyland. The smoke covered half of his face, making him look like a bandit leader who was ordering meat tickets. He bit the cigarette butt and said without raising it: "Make a cup of tea and put more tea leaves."

Qiao Shishi really wanted to rush over and strangle him to death.

Fortunately, Yang Kaitai poured a few glasses of water before she left rampant, and one cup each of the participants.

Yang Kaitai has delicate skin, tender skin, delicate eyebrows and eyes, and a standard face of a rich young master. However, this young master is modest, cautious and low-key, hardworking and steady. He stands out among the police officers led by Chu Xingyun and becomes a clean existence of the criminal investigation team.

He posted a few photos of the rotten corpse on the photo wall and asked Chu Xingyun, who was sitting at the top of the conference table: "Captain, will you start?"

Chu Xingyun threw down the Censor in his hand, kicked the table legs, and the chair under his butt retreated for a while: "Start."

Yang Kaitai used a marker pen to write a beautiful line of running script on the whiteboard wall - 418 Qingling Lake Corpse Case.

This was Yang Kaitai's habit. When he first explained the case in the team, he named the case at that time. No one cared about it. Only Fu Yi clicked a little and asked him to follow the rules, but the effect was very little. Not long after, he was very serious and "inscribed" on the case file, but he couldn't correct it. As an old man in the police force, although Chu Xingyun majored in criminal investigation, he had more or less understood the subject of criminology, which was more or less knowledgeable in recent years. I don't know which famous scholar said that it is not smart to name a murder case or label a killer, because this "framework" will limit the thinking of investigators. More importantly, this is a manifestation of the person who labels the murder case is eager for quick success.

However, Yang Kaitai is not close to the four words "fast and instant benefits", and he is very down-to-earth. Chu Xingyun later learned that this kid is an amateur writer with a very awesome writing skills. He is quite famous for writing papers for foreign schools during his college years. He can write academic papers of all levels in this major and non-professional major in his freshman year, and is known as the "Little Prince of Papers".

The little prince wrote down his 'title' as usual, and then said to the police officers below: "On April 18, that is, today, at 8:13 am, three rotten corpses were found at the Qingling Lake construction site. One man and one woman, and one fetus, the fetus was dug out of the belly of the female corpse. From this, it is inferred that the deceased is probably a couple or a couple, and his identity is unknown. It has been too long since the body has been destroyed, and the cause of death cannot be investigated. I can only wait for the pathological section to report. The five internal organs in the deceased's body have been dug out and can basically be broken.

It must be the murderer's actions. And the crime is very cruel. This situation does not rule out retaliatory murder. However, if it is not retaliatory murder but a "passionate crime", the murderer's method has obviously been upgraded and has become more mature. The place where we found the corpse was less than 100 meters away from Qingling Lake. If we wanted to destroy the corpse, it would be cleaner to cut the corpse into the lake. The water flow would transport them into Yinjiang. However, the murderer chose to bury them, and the method was not hasty, which means-"

Yang Kaitai analyzed that at the critical moment, his speech speed suddenly slowed down a little, and he habitually turned his attention to Chu Xingyun, as if he was seeking his affirmation.

Chu Xingyun put his arm on the leather chair and supported his forehead, and looked at him and nodded slightly.

Yang Kaitai changed his breath and continued to face the audience: "It means that the murderer is regretful, but his method is cruel. After killing the dead, he dug out the fetus in the womb of the female deceased and buried it in a wooden box. It is obviously much more cautious than his parents who used clothes to put them into the soil. I suspect that the murderer is a woman or a young man. However, according to the skeleton of the male deceased, it is not a woman who can be subdued, and the method of committing the crime is cruel. According to the probability, the probability of a man is higher than that of a woman.

According to the not completely decayed slices of the internal organs, the cutting surface is messy and the depth is different, so the murderer's weapon is an incompetent weapon. Therefore, premeditated revenge and murder are mostly passionate crimes or temporary intentions, and he/she is less powerful, at least not as powerful as an adult male. Moreover, he is not experienced enough, the murderer we are looking for now is a male, younger, perhaps not good at dating with others, and has a relatively introverted personality. Well... that's all for the time being."

Qiao Shishi clicked the information in front of him: "Inexperienced? Sanyang, what do you mean?"

Yang Kaitai left the whiteboard wall and took two steps towards her: "Chi Team believes that the murderer who killed the deceased may be a serial killer."

A male policeman in plain clothes looked at him with wide eyes: "Serial? Didn't you just say he was inexperienced?"

Yang Kaitai looked at Chu Xingyun and wanted to hear what he said.

Chu Xingyun pressed his temple with his thumb, closed his eyes and said slowly: "How do you know, is the first or the last corpse we found now?"

As he said that, he straightened his waist and dragged his chair forward to the table, then turned over the Case in front of him: "Sanyang, tell me about the evolutionary process of the killer you learned."

Yang Kaitai: "Kill without motivation, kill with fun, kill with excitement, and finally serial murder."

Chu Xingyun raised his head and glanced around the seat, gently buckled the table with his fingers: "Have you heard it all? One by one, one by one, Sanyang just analyzed it very well. This case ruled out premeditated retaliatory murder, and the method of committing the crime is relatively advanced, so it can be judged as 'passionate murder'. In other words, even if the man we are looking for now is not a perverted serial killer, I have never seen the body dissected and out of the internal organs when the first killing is done. Everything needs a process, and the killer also needs a process, and they will evolve step by step. I think killing and dissecting the body is not the initial stage of 'evolution'."

All the police officers here fell into deep thought, and only Yang Kaitai said: "I agree with Team Chu's point of view."

Chu Xingyun raised his voice and said, "The task is very clear now. Find the missing people in Yinjiang City in recent years, and then--"

Before he finished speaking, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open. Fu Yi stood at the door holding the door handle, and the black-framed glasses on his face fell slightly to the bridge of his nose.

"The murder occurred in Noah Square."

Chu Xingyun's eyes sank, and he stood up and picked up the coat he was placed on the leather chair: "Sanyang follows me."

At that time, Noah Square was blocked, and two police cars were parked on the sidewalk. Armed police in black explosion-proof uniforms were maintaining order. The passing office workers, the old men and aunts who were carrying vegetable plates to get up early to buy vegetables, and the parents who sent students. Looking at the past, the people were hustling, and the people who were not sure of it were even more confused and watched.

Chu Xingyun drove past the blocked main entrance of Noah Square, looked at the crowds of onlookers, drove directly to the path, and walked a hundred meters into the bamboo forest, and saw several policemen standing by an artificial lake surrounded by bamboo forests in the square.

"Chu Team."

A detective stepped forward to meet him a few steps, and then followed him to the scene.

“What’s the situation?”

"When the cleaner was cleaning, he found the deceased. It is speculated that the death has lasted more than five hours."

From a distance, I saw two forensic doctors in white coats squatting on the grass between the green willows and the lake water. The morning when it was supposed to be enjoying flowers and playing with willows was filled with joy. A corpse broke the peaceful atmosphere.

Chu Xingyun walked to the deceased on the lawn where the white dew had not yet dried up. He looked down and saw an extremely young face. Sixteen? Seventeen? At most, it was eighteen. This school-age boy was wearing white pajamas and lying on the wet grass barefoot. His face was blue and white, his eyes were black, his lips were slightly long, and saliva stains were flowing from the corners of his lips. A pride of Zhou Zhou's face was filled with death, and his body, which should have been fresh and young, was stiff. Even though Chu Xingyun was used to seeing dead people, he could not get used to seeing such a young, dead life.

A forensic doctor who was a little older said to him: "The cause of death was cardiac arrest, and there was no obvious fatal trauma on his body. I will do a pathological section later to see if there is any allergen." As he said that, he picked up an empty white medicine bottle half a palm-high, sighed and said: "The side effects of overtaken olanzapine are very great. It seems that he has taken a whole bottle."

Chu Xingyun squatted down, looked at the young man's black-faced face for a while, and asked, "Do you think he committed suicide by taking medicine?"

The old forensic doctor smiled, and his right hand holding the medicine bottle was slightly shaken and put the evidence into the evidence bag, saying, "This is your job. The scene is too clean. All I can do is to help you. I will dig it open later... Oh, by the way, come and see your new colleague in the future, Xiaowaner, call me."

Chu Xingyun was looking around on the grass, and suddenly a hand with white gloves came over in front of him. A girl with short hair and oval face with glasses and thin white skin looked at him with a smile: "Hello, Captain Chu, I am Teacher Zhang's student, my name is Su Wan, they all call me Xiaowan, you can call me Xiaowan."

Chu Xingyun glanced at her white gloves' hands, then looked at her round, white and tender face, nodded, and then looked around.

I encountered two cases in the morning, and my old partner, Mr. Zhang, was about to retire again. The one who took over the team was such a young girl. He really didn't feel like welcoming him and teasing his new colleagues.

Su Wan was so cold that she didn't care about her face. She retracted her hand and continued, "Captain Chu, I've known you for a long time. You are famous in our Beijing University. You are at level 10, I am at level 16, and you are still my senior. Then I will call you senior in the future, senior."

Chu Xingyun: "Hey, do things."

The witness was an old lady, older than Mr. Zhang. She couldn't walk since she saw the dead. She sat by the path and shouted, saying that it was unlucky for her to see the dead at this age and that she could not live long.

Yang Kaitai asked her, and she was only concerned about begging God and worshiping the Bodhisattva. If one of the ten sentences answered was considered to be the old man’s kindness beyond the Dharma.

Yang Kaitai left the old man helplessly and shook his head at Chu Xingyun.

Chu Xingyun stood up, wiped off the dew from his hands, turned to look at the lake with white smoke in the early morning, and his hands were loosely placed in his pants pockets. If he didn't look from the front, he was just a hooligan. Looking around to the front, he would add points to his overall image. He was a handsome, pleasing and energetic people's policeman.

He raised his hand to call on two policemen: "Send the old man to the hospital for examination."

The old lady who claimed to be being chased by the King of Hell was escorted to the hospital by the police. A group of criminal police officers who were bargaining with the King of Hell were still collecting evidence on the scene.

Chu Xingyun sat on a bench less than five meters behind the deceased. The deceased might have sat before his death. He supported his arms on his knees, held his hands against his chin and lips, and looked at the boy who was lying on the ground not too far away, trying to imagine his life in his mind.

The noise around gradually disappeared, and the sky gradually darkened. There were no stars and moons in the sky, and the night was dark. Only the street lights on the roadside were filled with misty light, and the world was silent. Suddenly, a subtle sound came from the bamboo forest road. Because the man was not wearing shoes, he was almost silent.

A young man in white pajamas slowly walked to the bench and sat down beside him. Chu Xingyun tried to see his still alive face clearly, but found that the drooping shadow of willow branches covered his face, as if he was covered with a black mask. The boy sat stiffly on the bench and looked at the lake like ink. His body was gradually wet with the dew at night, and his shadow seemed to be the dead soul released by the black and white impermanence. Perhaps a gust of wind blew, it would blow him away. Suddenly, he had it.

In action, he took out a medicine bottle and poured all the pills in the medicine bottle into his mouth. Soon, the suffocation feeling of the suffocation of the chest being blocked by stones made him stand up in pain. He covered his chest and walked away from the bench with difficulty, fighting with the devil for his life. He walked forward, one, two, three steps... Then he fell down, and he gradually stopped breathing. The remaining warmth dissipated from his body, and lost his soul like a cat and dog dying on the roadside, turning into a dead body.

"Where is the water bottle?"

Yang Kaitai was stunned for a moment and asked back: "Aquarius?"

Chu Xingyun said: "He has taken so much medicine and cannot not drink water."

Yang Kaitai looked around and didn't see the water bottle. He saw the trash can next to the wooden chair by the wrong eye. So he searched in the trash can, borrowed white gloves from Su Wan and took out three mineral water bottles.

"Captain Chu, there are only a few."

"Take it back for inspection."

Yang Kaitai put the water bottle in his mouth and asked, "I don't understand, even if there are any drinks from the deceased, will it be helpful to the case?"

Chu Xingyun asked back: "What if he hadn't drunk?"

Yang Kaitai thought, his eyes lit up, and he looked at him and said, "That means the deceased did not drink water? Or the water the deceased drank...is not his own!"

After saying that, he frowned again: "In contrast, what if there is a water bottle he has drunk?"

Chu Xingyun walked to the dead boy again, squatted down and looked at his blue-black eyes, pale face. He saw a dry water stain at the corner of his eyes, as if he could see his struggle before his death. The blue-black eyes suddenly opened, revealing a pair of black pupils that were as dark as night, and said to him: Save me.

"Is it reasonable for a man who is determined to seek death to throw away the medicine bottle, but throws the water bottle into the trash can? Whether he can find the water bottle he has drunk on the spot, it proves a problem."

Chu Xing said calmly and confidently: "This is not suicide."
Chapter completed!