Linzhou Municipal Bureau

Compared with the hurricane caused by the Xingwu case, when the citizens of Linzhou were dizzy and stunned, the early winter of this year in Linzhou came quietly.

The members of the criminal police brigade, who were so busy that they collapsed, were overloaded with continuous rotation, looking forward to the dawn of escape during the pause.

On this day, everyone grabbed late autumn's tail, knocked on the door of the domineering president's villa, and ran to the house of the whole boss (his mother) to have a noisy barbecue, under the guise of celebrating Li Yunbin's return to the team.

"It's about to return to the team," Fang Fang explained to everyone, while taking another batch of skewered chicken wings from Li Yunbin, and put them on the oven, "I will follow the doctor's advice, and I will not be able to officially return to the team until at least next month. "

"Wow, you've been protected so quickly." Someone clarified the truth, and everyone burst into laughter.

"It's protected, it's protected, what's the matter?" Fang Fang raised a bunch of chicken wings without fear, like a fighting goddess, "If you don't accept it, let's fight!"

I laughed again.

Ji Lian came over with two cups of hot drinks, walked to Li Yunbin's seat, and handed one over.He patted Li Yunbin on the shoulder, like a mentor and a comrade in arms, "Thank you."

Holding hot tea in his hand, Li Yunbin looked up at Ji Lian from his seat.He recalled the days and nights when he fought side by side with the legendary gods not long ago, and his heart was still surging.

"At any time to listen to the call of God Colin!"

Ji Lian looked at Li Yunbin's smiling eyes. If Quan Yifeng hadn't deeply understood the hope for the new generation contained in it, those jars of vinegar would have melted everyone present.

Quan Yifeng turned to Ling Feifei, the two of them leaned their elbows on the railing of the corridor in the backyard together, and touched the two beer cans in their hands, "Sister Fei, you have really worked hard these days."

"You know how hard it is, you brat," Ling Feifei rolled her eyes at him, "It's a big mess, I haven't been home for half a month, you're lucky, you still have the nerve to ask for sick leave? It's very stupid to be a shopkeeper when you throw your hands away."

Quan Yifeng bowed his head to Ling Feifei with the beer can in his hand, "Sister Fei, when it comes to public relations and aftermath work, except for my master Ling Dui, you are definitely the best person I have ever met. To be honest , Sometimes I think you are better than Ji Ji in these aspects."

After being in contact with Quan Yifeng for so many days, Ling Feifei is also familiar with his playful and indecent appearance, "Stinky boy, do you want to say that I'm slippery?"

"Don't worry, Sister Fei, I've seen a lot of slippery people, but it's rare to use this kind of slippery energy in the right place. If it weren't for you, I guess I would have been drowned by the follow-up work of the case right now. He is a business tycoon and a celebrity at the same time, just thinking about it gives him a headache. There are countless sharp swords of supervision hanging above, and the sharp eyes of thousands of melon-eating people are shining below. I am just an investigator. "

Quan Yifeng, who has always been talking about running the train in front of his elders, is very poor, but when he thinks of Sister Fei's resignation letter, he can't help but become more and more gloomy.

"I just applied for post transfer, and I didn't leave the city bureau. What's the point of such a depressed face?" Sister Fei saw his mood change and pushed him with her shoulder.

"You are more suitable for this position than me. You deserve the title of captain. To be honest, I was quite surprised when I received the transfer order before. During your time as acting captain, your achievements are obvious to all. Age It's a bit lighter, but the qualifications are not shallow. It makes sense, this captain should be in your pocket. Well, now I can finally return this burden to you, and I feel relaxed and refreshed .”

The two touched the wine jar again, but Quan Yifeng quickly returned to his habitual idleness, "That's not necessarily the case. It's hard to guess what the season bureau is thinking. But as long as it doesn't hinder the investigation, I'm quite happy with the position of the deputy team." Happy to stay."

Ling Feifei turned her head and looked at the back garden of the villa, which covered an area of ​​more than half an acre, and the warm sun at noon made people feel lazy.She believed that what Quan Yifeng said was true, he didn't really care if he was the captain or the vice captain.How do you say that?At worst, go home and reach out to pick up the mine?

"You said you are a rich second generation, why did you not pursue it so much?"

Quan Yifeng half-closed his eyes, looked at the golden treetops not far away swaying in the wind, and said slowly: "What do you pursue? How do you pursue it? Like the two brothers of the Wu family, do bigger projects and borrow more money. Money, earn more money, fight for life and death for a "chairman" of some kind? Oh, they are really dead... Or do all the tricks like Wu Jie, calculate the whole world, and finally calculate himself into a mental hospital. Heh, it's a special ward...but when the sentence comes down, I have to move."

"You, you are young, you speak like a good leader." Ling Feifei choked on Quan Yifeng, and she was very clear in her heart.

Whether ordinary people fight for a 150 million house, or billionaires betray their relatives for a 150 billion business, there is actually no difference.The jealousy and hatred between others and the battle between open swords and dark guns are all precious heritages carved into the genes of our ancestors billions of years ago.

It's all human.

"Sister Fei, are you still blaming yourself... for that case in Jiadong?" Quan Yifeng hesitated for a while before speaking again, "We are all just ordinary people, no one can guarantee that there will be no mistakes in our work, everyone Same."

"No, you think too much. You also know that in the past two years, a lot of things have happened to me personally in various aspects. I think I need a little personal time to think about it. You can understand the feeling It's just..." Ling Feifei drew a stroke in front of her eyes with the palm of her hand, "It's as if all the experiences covered her eyes in a mess. There is still a long way to go. It’s time to keep going.”

Quan Yifeng nodded, "What are your plans going forward?"

"Before I officially started to work there, I had to enjoy my extra-long vacation. Looking back, I realized that I have never had a long vacation in the past ten years since I started working. Even the wedding leave that year, They all rushed back to the team on a red-eye flight the next day, and I have to admire myself."

"To workaholics." Quan Yifeng touched the wine jar with Ling Feifei again, and changed the subject, "Sister Fei, what kind of person do you think Ji Ju is?"

Ling Feifei looked at him for a while, "Why do you ask that?"

Quan Yifeng looked at Ji Lian who was chatting with Li Yunbin in the yard, and answered Ling Feifei's rhetorical question in a nonchalant manner, "Ji Lian is the cutest person I have ever seen in my life, just like an angel who fell from the sky."

"Okay, okay, it's okay to abuse a dog." Regarding Quan Yifeng's fancy show of affection, Ling Feifei, who has returned to the Single Dog Care Association, is actually not too uncomfortable.For some reason, there are unexpectedly many good tigresses among older men nowadays. Anyway, Ling Feifei has many suitors around her, which shows that she has a lot of personal charm.

"What? Did you encounter obstacles with the old man?"

Quan Yifeng and Ji Lian are usually very low-key, but they don't deliberately cover up anything, so the colleagues who have the closest daily contacts around them are also tacitly aware of it.Quan Yifeng suddenly asked, Ling Feifei naturally thought of this, "Is the family putting pressure on Ji Lian?"

"That's not counting. Although Ji Lian and his father have never been on good terms, it's a problem left over from history."

"That's fine. You two are grown-ups, and you are all independent. As long as your relationship with your family doesn't become too rigid and bloody, to be honest, who can control who these days?" " Ling Feifei said this with confidence, after all, she herself is a member who can't be controlled by anyone.

"His mother's heart is not very good. Hey, I have led you astray." Only then did Quan Yifeng stubbornly turn the topic back to his preset route, "I mean, you come to the city bureau and the four After getting along with Ji Ju for many months, what kind of person do you think he is?"

"About work?" It was a bit unexpected for Ling Feifei.

Quan Yifeng nodded.

"Conscientious and dedicated," Ling Feifei briefly recalled in her mind, said without hesitation, and then added, "I'm a little too serious with my subordinates."

Quan Yifeng took a sip of beer noncommittally, "I heard that he hasn't been very fond of joking since he was young."

"Where did you get the gossip from?" Ling Feifei joked, "Fang Fang can't be so powerful?"

"An old man there."

"Oh?" This aroused Ling Feifei's interest.

"Jiju is the city bureau that the army transferred to. It was very young when it came in. From the investigator of the Criminal Investigation Brigade to the deputy team to the main team, he was only 28 years old when he became the captain." Quan Yifeng slowly sipped his beer , and slowly told Ling Feifei the story he had heard.

"Wow, that's really a life that's been opened up." Ling Feifei couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"The former team leader was a man named Huang. He was about to be promoted because of his repeated outstanding achievements. Team Huang single-handedly promoted two senior disciples, both of whom were vice-team at that time, and Ji Ji was one of them. The sub-teams are evenly matched, both in terms of their own strength and their prestige in the team."

"Then how did he succeed in the end?"

"At that time, about 28 or [-] years ago, there was a wanted criminal named Yan Biao, a desperado who was wandering around the country. Since the first murder case was committed in his hometown of Yanzhou, he had committed crimes in different provinces and cities. Five people were killed, and the method of committing the crime was extremely cruel. The competent authorities in various places attached great importance to it, but the murderer was not for money, nor for sex, and not for revenge. He was purely a high-intelligence demon who took pleasure in killing. So almost everyone was helpless against him. It happened that just before Captain Huang was promoted, this wanted criminal fled into Linzhou, and was tracked down by the Deputy Team Ji at the time, and finally captured him in one fell swoop. The great hunt has come to an end."

"This case... It happened a long time ago. Yes, I was a little impressed when you said that. I didn't expect it to happen at such a coincidental time. Didn't everyone say seven points and three points of life, Season Bureau This can be regarded as a combination of strength and luck." Ling Feifei suddenly remembered something, "However, the other vice team you mentioned, why don't I see it in the team history materials?"

At this time, Mama Quan walked into the yard carrying a large basket of biscuits just out of the oven.The aroma of fresh cream biscuits instantly filled the entire backyard, and all the adults and children who were busy grilling, chatting and playing around in the yard gathered here.

Quan Yifeng also walked over, received a reward of seven or eight yuan from his mother, passed by Ji Lian on the way back, and whispered in Ji Lian's ear without saying anything: "You don't know what to do today!" I've been neglected for half a day."

Ji Lian looked ahead and replied blankly: "Didn't you have a good chat with Sister Fei just now, why am I always clinging to you when I have nothing to do?"

"Our mother is so eccentric, even the biscuits I give you are more beautiful."

Ji Lian had nothing to do with this guy who suddenly suffered from childish ghost disease, so he took out a piece from the small basket and stuffed it into Quan Yifeng's mouth, lest he would say something shameless without knowing it.Unexpectedly, taking advantage of no one's attention, Quan Yifeng put the biscuit and his fingers into his mouth, and licked shamelessly before letting go of Ji Lian's poor index finger.

Ji Lian continued to look at this shocking demon king with no expression on his face. In his heart, the kitten's face turned red with "swipe--", his little face was even more greedy than that red peach.

Quan Yifeng got a big bargain from Ji Lian, and returned to the corridor in a good mood.It seems that I went out to recharge the battery just now, and now I have enough energy to continue the previous topic.

He said: "The reason why no one in the brigade has heard of the other deputy team is that all his information has been erased by the bureau. Including his personal information, as well as the last case he handled. information together."

"Erasure all of them?" Ling Feifei had no psychological defense against this unusual old "gossip".

The sun was still shining during the day, but it rained suddenly at night.In the rainy night of Linzhou in early winter, lightning and thunder are rare.

There was a hasty knock on the door outside Ling Feifei's house.

The moment she opened the door, Ling Feifei felt a sense of time cognition confusion.Because it was her ex-husband Deng Bin who was standing at the door of her house.Water droplets dripped crazily down the straight-handled umbrella hanging beside Deng Bin. He was almost completely soaked, with water dripping from his hair, cuffs and trouser legs. It seemed that the only thing on his body was a black briefcase that was protected on his chest. Still dry.

This scene is somewhat similar to Deng Bin's countless times when he returned home from night shift.

"What's the matter?" Ling Feifei asked, with a tone of disdain for hidden inquiries.

"Feifei, don't be angry for disturbing you so late." Deng Bin was a little embarrassed, "I have some important things that I need to show you right away. Can I... can I go in and talk?"

Ling Feifei let Deng Bin into the living room, brought him a dry towel, and poured him a cup of hot water.

Deng Bin put the briefcase on the brand-new coffee table, held a warm cup and looked around the living room for a while, as if every piece of strange furniture and furnishings in the room were scrutinizing him, an uninvited guest.

"This is a head CT I got in the hospital today." Deng Bin finally opened his mouth before the owner of the house ran out of patience, ready to explain his purpose.

Ling Feifei took the stack of CT scans that Deng Bin handed over, and looked at the standing lamp beside her, but she didn't see anything interesting.Deng Bin didn't expect her group of outsiders to find anything, and explained directly: "This was just taken by a patient in the Central Hospital this afternoon. This patient has been in the special needs inpatient department for more than half a month. Today at noon He fell into an unexplained coma, so he underwent a CT scan. The cause of his admission was not in the brain, so I am not his attending doctor, and I just saw these CT films just because I was on duty today."

Deng Bin took out one of them and pointed to a spot on it with his finger, "Look here, there is a fracture mark on the skull."

As he spoke, he took out another picture, which seemed to be an image of the same part from a different angle compared with the one just now, "This is actually a hole-shaped fracture, combined with the surrounding tissue shape, according to my experience Judging, it is likely to be an old injury caused by being shot."

"Shot?" Ling Feifei finally heard a piece of information that seemed to be related to her own profession from Deng Bin's narrative.

"Yes, that's why I came to you." Deng Bin dug out another stack of documents from his briefcase. Part of the text has been blurred, "This case is really rare. Although I only read it in literature many years ago, I was very impressed. So when I saw these CT films just now, I was almost I immediately thought of this case. These are the materials I found after spending a long time in the hospital's file room."

As if knowing that Ling Feifei, a layman, has no way to deal with such professional medical data, Deng Bin took out his laptop from his briefcase, "You can just look at this, this is the three-dimensional graphics I made for this case. It’s more intuitive to do it in private for fun.”

Ling Feifei looked at the three-dimensional brain image in the screen, on which even the ballistic traces caused by the bullets and the final stop position were clearly visible.Ling Feifei was not surprised at all by Deng Bin's obsession with the brain as a brain expert. What surprised her was the case itself: "The bullet hit the head and didn't die?"

"Yes, that's why it's rare. Gunshot wounds are relatively rare injuries in our country, not to mention those who survived after the bullet broke the skull and entered the cranial cavity. That's why I was so impressed." Deng Bin said The CT film was held up to the side of the screen, "After comparing the two, I am quite sure about my guess."

After a while, Ling Feifei's gaze shifted from the screen to the stack of yellowed documents.She picked up the file and looked at it carefully.