Silent Reading Chapter 3: Yu Lianer

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Near Nanping Avenue is the hardest hit area in the morning peak, and the congestion period is from 6:30 am to 10 pm.

The high-level white-collar workers heading to the central business district of the eastern district often meet with the little eDonkeys running around in the street. If another slow bus is inserted horizontally, it will be able to create a "no one can run". The century meets.

The road conditions in the Western District are particularly complex, with the roads being wide and narrow, with canine teeth criss-crossed. It is common for local residents to build chaotic constructions privately, and man-made blind alleys can be seen everywhere, and motor vehicles that stray into them are like bugs stuck in spider webs-they have to run to the right and left to see the sky again.

Luo Wenzhou stuck his head out of the car window, made the police sirens sound, and shouted: "Handsome man, we are on official duties, and we can't make it. Could you please move the BMW at the door?"

An old man walked out of the courtyard next to him, squinted at him, and tremblingly pushed the old scooter into the courtyard.

On the left side of the old scooter, "For grandchildren", on the right side, "The more I urge, the slower I am!", as he walked, he yelled "Wang" and Luo Wenzhou raised the bridge of his nose in surprise. Looking down on her sunglasses, it turned out that a big yellow dog jumped out from behind the scooter.

The big yellow dog slid up to the police car, looked at him, openly raised his hind legs to the car wheel.

Luo Wenzhou blew a whistle at it, and said kindly: "Uee, little baby, cut your little* out and eat it after you pee."

This way of eating is really curious. The big yellow dog was unheard of. On the spot, he was frightened by Officer Luo's senior rascal breath, and ran away with a "hooo" with his tail sandwiched between them.

Lang Qiao used the tablet to block his face: "Luo Tou'er, have you noticed that there is an unmarried young woman in the back seat — the branch has sent the existing information."

"This comrade woman, please select objective information and briefly talk about it." Luo Wenzhou slowly stepped the police car out of the narrow alley. If the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, they are all parallel imports."

"Oh, the name of the deceased was He Zhongyi, a male, 18 years old, a migrant worker who worked as a delivery man in a chain cafe. The corpse had a groove-like dent on the neck. He died because of asphyxiation...that is, he was strangled. Dead, it is preliminarily speculated that the murder weapon was something like a soft cloth strip. The time of death was probably between 8 o'clock and 11 o'clock last night. The specific situation has to be further confirmed by the forensic doctor-oh, yes, the corpse was in the deceased person. I found it not far behind the group rented house, so I confirmed my identity immediately."

Luo Wenzhou has extremely high vehicle skills. He has drilled through dangerous narrow lanes with millimeter-level operations, and he has time to interject and ask: "Where did the rumors about robbery of choke-throat gangs come from?"

"It is said that the property of the deceased was looted, the phone was gone, and the wallet was emptied and thrown aside, but it is not clear whether the murderer took it away." Lang Qiao quickly browsed the email, "Yes. Yes, the informant said that there was a piece of paper covering the face of the corpse, with a small piece of glue on it, which happened to be stuck to the hair of the deceased, and the word'money' was written on the inner side."

Tao Ran closes the navigation: "Turn right ahead and you are there."

"Well," Luo Wenzhou knocked on the steering wheel, "This case is under the control of the sub-bureau. It was not transferred to the city bureau. Know what we are here for?"

Lang Qiao tentatively asked: "Guide and monitor?"

Luo Wenzhou: "Do you know who did ‘guide and monitor’ in the past?"

Lang Qiao suddenly realized: "Eunuch!"

Tao Ran turned his head from the co-pilot and glared at her.

"The young women in your village are in this state of mind?" Luo Wenzhou grinned like a toothache. With his front and back feet, the rest is either insufficiently qualified, or is immersed in technology like Director Zeng, and no one is paying attention. Therefore, it is likely that some people will be brought up from the district bureaus at that time."

Luo Wenzhou let a small pile of **** spread on the side of the road, lowered his voice: "The old director wants to use Wang Hongliang's goods in his own appointment, so I don't have to use a wine pouch and rice bag to be the leader of the city bureau in the future-let's come. What's the main task of, understand?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the police car had already turned the intersection.

It was an open space between the old tube building and the small bungalows that went inside and out. It was very desolate. It was just behind a small warehouse built by the people, overgrown with weeds, inaccessible to people, and there was water in the corners, glowing. A long-lasting stench.

The police have circled the scene, and forensic doctors are busy going in and out, investigating the scene.

In order to wait for Luo Wenzhou and the others, Wang Hongliang, the person in charge of the Huashi District Bureau, specially attended the scene in person.

He was a middle-aged man who was thankful to his face. His two sad eyebrows were so sparse that he could barely see his shape. A sweat dripped down his forehead, and he personally greeted Luo Wenzhou and shook his hand three times: "It alarmed the leaders of the city bureau and asked a few people to make a special trip. I'm so sorry."

Luo Wenzhou smiled happily: "Brother, why are you still seeing me?"

Wang Hongliang is proficient in relationships and does his job sloppily. Hearing his words, he immediately got up, changed his words to call Luo Wenzhou a brother, and talked about complaints with his new "brother".

Luo Wenzhou took out a box of cigarettes, lit one and gave it to Wang Hongliang. At the same time, he winked at Tao Ran and asked him to take Lang Qiao to see the scene first.

"The acquaintance committed the crime. It is definitely the acquaintance who committed the crime." Wang Hongliang and Luo Wenzhou talked about the light of the smoke, and then he began to talk about the business. His small eyes rolled around, "Look at this place, it's complicated. Outsiders can't find North at all when they come in. If you fart in your own house, your neighbors can smell what you ate at noon. How can outsiders dare to commit murder at will? Luo brother, you are an expert. Do you think this is true?"

In this sensitive period, the last thing Wang Hongliang wants to see is a robbery murderer in his jurisdiction, so he desperately wants to rely on "acquaintances commit crimes and personal grievances."

Luo Wenzhou didn't answer his words, took off his sunglasses and put them on his neckline, squinted his eyes and looked over among the busy forensic doctors, casually prevaricating: "I'm just a banquet, how dare you be an expert? "

"Who's not eating rice?" Wang Hongliang sighed and spread his hands, "Let's go, let's go over and take a look."

The newly formed "Mixed Rice Duo" walked into the scene side by side, and saw a young man with a flat head and glasses spitting to introduce the situation to Tao Ran and Lang Qiao. The young man was tall, with a face of pimples, standing straight and stiff, like a cut-out man-shaped coffin board, and speaking at an appalling speed.

"This is our new Xiao Xiao, Xiao Haiyang," Wang Hongliang stretched out his hand and introduced, "I am a high-achieving student. When I entered the exam, Xiao Xiao, this is the Luo team of the Municipal Bureau." /

Xiao Haiyang subconsciously raised his chest and raised his head, making a gesture similar to "standing at attention." His jaw was tightly stretched, and he nodded towards Luo Wenzhou, and said hello with little words: "Team Luo."

"You are welcome," Luo Wenzhou smiled at him, "You go on."

Xiao Haiyang, who was still reticent just now, seemed to be pressed by his words, pouring words rushed out of his mouth in an instant, drowning all the people in front of him: "There is nothing on the dead. The contusion caused by the struggle, but there were traces of being hit by a blunt instrument in the back of the head. The preliminary judgment was that he was stunned by someone from behind, and then strangled his neck with a soft cloth belt and suffocated to death. After his death, his belongings were searched. A note was covered on the forehead. Because the deceased was strangled to death in a coma, there were no traces of struggle left at the scene. The soft rope that strangled the deceased, the blunt instrument used to hit the head, etc. were not found, nor are there currently. The exact evidence shows that this is the scene of the crime and the report is complete!"

It was okay at the beginning. When the last sentence was uttered, Wang Hongliang's face immediately turned green: "There is no evidence, what are you talking about? This is not the scene of the crime. Is it possible that this is still a case of corpse dumping? Why? Why do you want to throw the corpse here? What are the benefits? Don’t make guesswork and disturb the audiovisual!"

Xiao Haiyang glanced at him blankly: "I just said there is such a possibility..."

Wang Hongliang is going to have an attack, and Luo Wenzhou stretches out his hand to stop him: "Children who have just worked have more ideas. It's interesting to listen more."

He raised his head and glanced at the surrounding environment. The entire West District of the Flower Market gave people the impression that it was gray. The messy wires were heavily pressed on top of his head, cutting the rare sunny day in Yancheng to pieces, very depressing.

"Look around more often, maybe someone has heard something," Luo Wenzhou said, "In addition, I think the general direction of the king's bureau is very accurate. Let's not consider extreme situations, let's use acquaintances as the direction of detection. , Brother, do you think this will work?"

Although Mr. Luo came from a bad person, his style of speaking and doing things fits Wang Hongliang's mind. The two sides hit it off instantly, which greatly saved the cost of communication.

The next step is endless investigations and visits. These are the work of the police officers of the sub-bureau, and have nothing to do with "technical guidance". Their main task is to go back to the sub-bureau office to sit and drink tea and monitor the progress of the work at any time. , Waiting to grab Wang Hongliang's pigtail.

Tao Ran whispered to Luo Wenzhou: "Boss, you go, I still want to go around with them."

Tao Ran’s name is quiet and beautiful, he has never blushed with anyone, and he has never spoken foul language. He treats comrades and enemies in the same way. He looks very talkative, but Luo Wenzhou has been working since graduation. Having been partnering with him, I really know him too well.

Tao Ran has a kind of truthfulness and stubbornness that is incompatible with the times. He doesn't care much about other things. Anyway, Luo Wenzhou is on the top of the sky, but as long as there is a little doubt in the case, he will be chased to the end—don’t care. He is not responsible.

Luo Wenzhou: "The deceased was stunned from behind. If it is a robbery, and if he fails to commit a crime, he will come back and strangle the person. There is a high possibility of personal grievances. Wang Hongliang's basic judgment is correct-what's wrong with you?"

The body has been put into the body bag and was carried away by the forensic doctor. Tao Ran said softly, "It's the shoes-no one is cleaning here. If you don't pay attention, you will step on the mud, but I just peeled off the body bag. Glancing at the corpse, the child's shoes are very clean."

Luo Wenzhou raised his eyebrows lightly.

"Of course, it is also possible that the deceased lived nearby and was familiar with the environment." Tao Ran said, "but I still think that the small glasses in the sub-bureau is right. I cannot rule out the possibility that this is not the first scene. Also posted on The piece of paper on the deceased's head is also very strange, Wen Zhou, if this matter is not that simple, I am afraid that Wang Ju will rush over it and refuse to check it carefully."

"Do you still have to be afraid of this," Luo Wenzhou sighed, "He obviously wants to cover it hastily."

As long as there is a general suspect, Wang Hongliang can immediately affix his official seal to issue a statement saying that this is a suspected case caused by personal grievances, not a “stroke killer” with online alarmism. The celestial people forget boringly, and when the limelight passes, they can say "the Flower Market District Bureau has made outstanding contributions to the success of our city's so-and-so event."

As for the case, find a few errand detectives to investigate slowly. If they find out, they will catch them.

Wang Hongliang works in this style, otherwise Zhang Ju would not specifically rectify him.

Tao Ran said: "No matter what it is, a child who came to us all the way to die in a foreign land, we have to give them an explanation."

Luo Wenzhou tilted his head and stared into his eyes for two seconds.

Tao Ran hurriedly added another sentence: "I just don't feel relieved to follow along to make sure that there are no extravagances."

Luo Wenzhou smiled: "Anyway, all the branches that you have born out of festivals for so many years are in my pocket, and I haven't seen you agree with me."

Tao Ran didn't care about it, and cursed with a smile: "Fuck you."

After he said he raised his leg to leave, Luo Wenzhou stopped him: "Wait, Fei Du gave you flowers in the morning, right?"

Tao Ran didn't care too much and said: "Who else is there besides him?"

Luo Wenzhou put his hands in his pockets and glanced at his toes, as if looking down for a conversation: "If I tell you,'Stay away from that kid,' is it a bit of a dog and a mouse?"

"No, are you serious?" Tao Ran smiled, "He is always like this, jokes. Don't say I don't bend, even if I bend into a ball..."

Luo Wenzhou interrupted him gently: "If you bend, it is your turn to get that little brat to show his courtesy?"

Tao Ran was taken aback, but before he could taste something from this sentence, Luo Wenzhou said again: "I'm not saying he spends time and drink, nor is he indifferent... it's not at that level. Fei Du has always felt bad for me, do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand." Tao Ran nodded. He is thin and weak, looking too bully, so he always wears uniforms at work. The morning sun passes through the low walls and moss, giving him an understatement." I have been watching him for the past seven years. Fei Du is a good boy, and you don’t need to guard him too much—though now it’s a bit overkill and lively."

Luo Wenzhou didn't say a word.

Tao Ran's voice changed: "I don't know who it is anymore. I am embarrassed to leave a name if I want to give someone something. It will take pains to get back a game console from abroad and let me..."

"Go away," Luo Wenzhou interrupted him expressionlessly, "Go to your job, what so much nonsense!"