"Tell me about it." The sun was shining brightly in the small office. Behind the large desk sat a man in his fifties. His hair is gray, but his eyes are bright.
"Why is a suicide case so long-winded and still not closed?" the man added, looking at Zhou Wensheng.
"Boss, this is no ordinary suicide." Zhou Wensheng said with a serious expression.
The man in front of him was Dong Jianli, the deputy director in charge of criminal investigation of the Huzhou Municipal Public Security Bureau, whom he called a "miser."
Dong Jianli also stepped up from the serious crime team to the position of deputy director, which made Zhou Wensheng's report seem much simpler.
Dong Jianli took out a box of cigarettes, threw it towards Zhou Wensheng, and said in a slower tone: "Sit down and talk."
He knew that there must be a reason why a suicide case like this was not closed, but at the beginning of spring, he encountered such a "troublesome" case, which made his leader very unhappy, so he had to ask Zhou Wensheng about the situation.
"Boss, take a look at this first." Zhou Wensheng said, opening the folder in his hand and placing it on the desk in front of Dong Jianli.
Photos of Zheng Yu's suicide scene appeared in front of Dong Jianli.
With just one glance, Dong Jianli roughly understood why the case was not closed.
Zhou Wensheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Dong Jianli's frown and his hand touching the cigarette case.
"Based on witness statements, we suspect that Zheng Yu was instigated to commit suicide, and the inverted five-pointed star at the scene may be related to cult rituals. We have already investigated some of Zheng Yu's relatives and friends, but now we have encountered some Trouble." Zhou Wensheng followed Dong Jianli and also lit a cigarette.
"Zheng Yu's boyfriend Liu Peng is currently the most suspected, but he disappeared yesterday evening." Zhou Wensheng took a puff of cigarette and added.
"Missing?" Dong Jianli squinted and glanced at Zhou Wensheng. "Who reported the case?"
"Liu Peng's sister, Liu Yan." Zhou Wensheng answered truthfully.
"You mean, Liu Peng is suspected of instigating Zheng Yu to commit suicide?"
"Yes," Zhou Wensheng nodded, "According to the information we currently have, Zheng Yu was probably mentally abused and controlled by Liu Peng during his lifetime."
"But Liu Peng is missing now, so it seems that it is still difficult to judge what else is hidden behind Liu Peng." Zhou Wensheng met Dong Jianli's deep gaze and expressed his guess.
"Not bad." Dong Jianli nodded, with a look of appreciation in his eyebrows.
But as the words fell, Dong Jianli's expression became serious again. He reached out and picked up the photo of Zheng Yu's death scene and took a deep breath of cigarette. "As for this five-pointed star... I can help you hire an expert. have a look."
"Really?" Zhou Wensheng was overjoyed. He didn't expect that when he came to report on his work, he would gain something unexpected.
"I can only give it a try, you kid, don't have too much hope!" Dong Jianli pretended to glare at Zhou Wensheng angrily, "Okay, hurry up and investigate the case! I have news here and will call you! "
"Yes!" Zhou Wensheng calmed down, saluted neatly, and left Dong Jianli's office.
Watching Zhou Wensheng leave, Dong Jianli's eyes fell on a photo frame upside down on the table.
This photo frame has always been buckled on Dong Jianli's desk and has never been erected. He thought he was going to the grave with it, but today, Dong Jianli had a glimmer of hope in his heart.
He trembled slightly and picked up the photo frame. The sunlight shone down and shone on the glass of the photo frame, which was a bit dazzling.
There was no photo in the frame, just a piece of white paper with a number written on it.
Behind the number, an inverted five-pointed star is drawn.
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Zhou Wensheng took a sip of tea from the thermos cup at hand and glanced at the traffic lights at the intersection.
After two more intersections, you will reach the community where Lu Xiaohan lives.
Thinking of this, a ripple quietly appeared in Zhou Wensheng's heart, and even the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise slightly.
But the moment he looked away, Zhou Wensheng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Just at the corner of the intersection, he saw a familiar figure from behind - it was Liu Yan!
Although the large sunglasses and mask almost covered her entire face, Zhou Wensheng recognized her at a glance.
He instinctively wanted to turn on the warning lights and siren, rush through the traffic lights and catch up, but then he thought about it and was worried about alerting the enemy. During this hesitation, Liu Yan's back flashed past and disappeared.
In desperation, Zhou Wensheng gritted his teeth, opened the car door and followed.
When crossing the green belt in the middle of the road, I didn't forget to call Wang Bin to come and move the car.
Taking advantage of the gap at the red light, Zhou Wensheng quickly crossed the road and ran in the direction where Liu Yan disappeared.
Just as he turned the corner, Zhou Wensheng suddenly stopped and hid in a nearby cigarette shop.
"Sir, please buy..."
Zhou Wensheng hid his body behind the door, looked out from the crack of the door, took out his police officer ID card with his backhand, and interrupted the owner of the cigarette shop.
Not far outside the door, Liu Yan carefully pulled down her sunglasses, looked around, then took out her mobile phone and made a call.
After a while, a man walked out of the alley next to him and walked straight towards Liu Yan.
Zhou Wen Sheng was a little far away, and it seemed that Liu Yan also lowered her voice deliberately, so Zhou Wen Sheng didn't hear a word of what the two people said.
But it can be seen that these two people are very familiar with each other.
Zhou Wensheng took out his mobile phone, quietly zoomed in on the camera, and took a photo of the two of them.
With the help of the camera, Zhou Wensheng could clearly see the man's extremely angry and twisted face and the fleeting sneer at the corner of Liu Yan's mouth.
But what makes Zhou Wen Sheng feel strange is that the man is obviously extremely angry, but he has not gone violent. He just points his hand at Liu Yan's forehead. Such forbearance makes Zhou Wen Sheng vaguely feel that the man seems to have something to hold on to. Liu Yan's hand.
Liu Yan looked at the man in front of her who was nearly twenty centimeters taller than her. There was no fear on her face, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as if she was sure that the man would not do anything to her.
The strange look of the two people made Zhou Wensheng couldn't help but press the video button.
But the two didn't stay much longer, and the man quickly turned around and left.
After the man left, Liu Yan looked around again, causing Zhou Wensheng to hurriedly put away his mobile phone, facing the door with his back, turned around and lay on the counter, pretending to look at the cigarette under the glass counter.
"She's gone." Not long after, the owner of the cigarette shop standing at the counter said softly.
Zhou Wensheng looked up at his boss warily, casting two sharp glances in his eyes.
"Comrade police, are you trying to catch bad guys?" the owner of the cigarette shop asked in a low voice, rubbing his hands excitedly and nervously.
"I just saw you secretly filming the woman who just passed by my store." Seeing that Zhou Wensheng didn't speak, the store owner explained his behavior.
"Thank you." Zhou Wensheng thanked him with a slight frown, turned around and left.
"That...comrade policeman..." the store owner stopped Zhou Wensheng in his tracks, "I have wanted to be a policeman since I was a child, and I also love watching police and gangster movies. If you need me to do anything, I will do my best to complete it! "As he said that, the store owner jumped out of the counter and held Zhou Wensheng's hand.
"You..." Zhou Wensheng looked at the store owner in front of him who was so excited that his eyes were filled with stars, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.
"You don't think this is good, can't I get it for you? Don't go, don't go, let's take another look..." Just when Zhou Wensheng was about to refuse, the store owner suddenly pulled him around enthusiastically. Passed the body.
Zhou Wensheng raised his eyes and saw the shop owner's face with flying features, and immediately understood what was going on.
After staying for a while, Zhou Wensheng came to the door and saw a figure who had just walked away. It was the person who had just met Liu Yan.
"Oh, I understand." Looking at Zhou Wensheng's slightly surprised look, the store owner was as happy as a child in kindergarten who was praised by the teacher, "A person like you who is secretly stalking must not let the other party see your face. Right!"
Zhou Wensheng took out two cigarettes, handed one to the shop owner, stuffed the other into his mouth, then struck a match and said, "Do you know him?"
"Knowing each other doesn't count as knowing each other." The shop owner chuckled, stuck the cigarette in his ear, watched Zhou Wensheng skillfully put out the match, and said with a smile, "Not many people use matches now."
"This person lives nearby." Seeing that Zhou Wensheng did not answer his words, but looked at him seriously, the store owner felt a sense of oppression, then put away his smile and answered Zhou Wensheng's questions seriously, " He often comes to my store to buy cigarettes, so he looks familiar to me, so I don’t know his name or where he works.”
Zhou Wensheng nodded, frowned and took a puff of cigarette, then asked: "Have you seen that woman before?"
"Oh, I didn't notice that," the store owner scratched his head in embarrassment, "but this man is always by himself when he comes here."
Zhou Wensheng nodded.
Secretly thinking, the man lives nearby, so Liu Yan came to see him specially. What is his relationship with Liu Yan?
They shouldn't be a couple. If they were a couple, they most likely wouldn't meet on the street.
By the way, the man's reaction just now was very abnormal. He was obviously very angry, but he didn't say a single curse word. If it wasn't for the extremely strict family education, then there must be something in Liu Yan's hands. inside……
"Comrade police..." Seeing Zhou Wensheng's frown getting tighter, the store owner asked cautiously, "Did that man kill someone?"
"Why do you say that?" Zhou Wensheng's nerves were suddenly shocked by the store owner's words.
"It's... I... I'm just guessing..." The shop owner was so frightened by Zhou Wensheng's sharp gaze that he trembled, and the smile froze on his face.
"Guessing?" Zhou Wensheng repeated slowly, staring into the shop owner's eyes.
"Just a while ago, I made an appointment with a friend to have tea at a nearby teahouse. By coincidence, I happened to meet him when I entered the private room. He turned into the private room next to mine. Then I went to use the toilet. At that time, I passed by his private room and listened to what he said inside. This is the last time. The matter is done and we are clear. As you know, I usually like to watch police movies, so I kept an extra one. I just wrote it down. I thought that if he really did something bad, I could provide some clues for fun..."
"Then I met you today..." The shop owner looked up at Zhou Wensheng with some embarrassment.
Teahouse? A teahouse again? Does this teahouse have anything to do with the teahouse Liu Peng mentioned to himself in the coffee shop?
Zhou Wensheng thought about it, smoked out the remaining cigarette in one gulp, and put the cigarette butt out in the ashtray handed over by the shop owner. Then, he looked at the shop owner in the gray smoke and asked: "Then do you still remember this?" When did it happen?”
"It was about half a month ago..." the store owner scratched his head and recalled.
"Which teahouse?"
"Water paradise." This time the shop owner didn't hesitate.
"sure?"
"I'm sure, the water they use is good. I only go to their house to drink tea."
"What happened today..."
"Don't worry, I won't mention it to anyone." The store owner interrupted Zhou Wensheng, "If I think of anything special, I'll call you as soon as possible."
"You..." Zhou Wensheng's hand holding the police-civilian contact card stopped in mid-air. After shaking it for a few moments, he stuffed the card into the shop owner's hand and patted the shop owner's shoulder. "Thank you."
After Zhou Wensheng finished speaking, he left the hotel without looking back and dialed Wang Bin's phone number.
"Assign a few brothers to wear plain clothes and visit Shuitian Tea House on Anhua Road. Then arrange for a few brothers to monitor Shuitian for a month."
"receive."
After finishing the brief call, Zhou Wensheng raised his wrist and looked at his watch. He walked to the roadside, reached out and hailed a car and went straight to Junyue Mansion, the community where Lu Xiaohan lived.
