monologue

Chu Xingmu has been looking at Wen Ti since he got in the car. His eyes are so hot that Wen Ti can't ignore it. If Wen Ti is not driving, Chu Xingmu seems to rush over at any time. Wen Ti can only say: "Captain Chu, let me Am I slowing down just to distract me?"

Chu Xingmu touched his chin and turned his head out of the car window. Wen Ti saw from the rearview mirror that he seemed to be absent-minded. There was such a big contrast between the front and the rear. Wen Ti was thinking about how to ask him. Chu Xingmu moved the seat back a little. He actually wanted to see if Wen Ti was angry because he forgot to date him.

Seeing that Wen Ti didn't look angry at all, Chu Xingmu relieved himself and began to explain to Wen Ti: "Since the second year of junior high school, I have been busy handing in the relevant materials of several cases that will be heard in court after the year, and the team has received more information about it. I have worked on a few cases, and I have been busy since the beginning of the year, and today I just remembered that I wanted to go to a drama with you, and I thought you would be angry."

With the experience of working in the criminal investigation team, even if Chu Xingmu is called back to Wen Ti halfway, he doesn’t think it’s strange. Everything at work is mutual understanding. Hearing that Chu Xingmu explained to him specially, Wen Ti was not used to it for a while. .

"Have I always given you the impression of willful and unreasonable troubles? I thought it was prudent and reliable, and there is still one last match, there is still time..." Before Wen Ti could finish speaking, he suddenly braked suddenly, and Chu Xingmu leaned forward sharply with his upper body Then he was pulled back by the seat belt.

Chu Xingmu saw a yellow sports car rubbing against the car next to it and squeezed coquettishly in front of them. The driveway was already crowded, and they couldn't move their seats for a while.

Wen Ti frowned while holding the steering wheel with both hands, "There is a traffic jam ahead."

"Why is there a traffic jam at this time?" Chu Xingmu worriedly lowered the car window and put his head out to take a look.

If he had been a traffic policeman, he would have issued a ticket to the driver in front of him who jumped into the car indiscriminately. Chu Xingmu had experienced many battles, but he always felt a little worried when he got into Wen Ti's car, so he took off his seat belt and got out of the car to check around. After checking again, the body has not been scratched, otherwise it will be a huge repair fee.

Back in the car, Wen Ti said, "Maybe I'm going to be late."

Chu Xingmu closed the car door and said regretfully, "I asked Gu Yan to buy the ticket. I knew I wouldn't be looking for him."

Wen Ti let go of the steering wheel, leaned on the seat and tugged at the neckline. Chu Xingmu found that Wen Ti was indeed wearing too many clothes. I don’t know how he put them on one by one and managed to keep them so flat. Chu Xingmu Xing Mu asked him: "I know exactly what clothes you like to wear, isn't it uncomfortable to add so many clothes temporarily?"

When Wen Ti turned down the heating a bit, Chu Xingmu helped him unbutton his jacket. Wen Ti smiled and said, "It's not because I'm afraid that Captain Chu will be dissatisfied when he checks the post, and that I ignored your words."

"Why haven't you been so obedient before?"

Chu Xingmu helped Wen Ti take off a sweater. He accidentally touched Wen Ti's fingers, and casually glanced at Chu Xingmu's eyes, and Wen Ti was wearing a ring in public.

Sensing that Chu Xingmu's movements slowed down, Wen Ti found that Chu Xingmu had been looking at the ring on his finger. Chu Xingmu was hesitating to tell Wen Ti about the new house. The renovation has not started, and there will be no people to live in. He will have to wait at least another four months. He wants to tell Wen Ti after he settles down, and he wants to tell Wen Ti of his thoughts and plans earlier.

Smart as Wen Ti, he knows that Chu Xingmu plans to buy a house again, and wants to share some of it for him, but he understands Chu Xingmu's character, and he has never asked for anything from Wen Ti, let alone reaching out to ask Wen Ti for it. Money, on the contrary, the watch he casually mentioned was worth Chu Xingmu's salary for several years, so Wen Ti had to make up for it in other ways.

Chu Xingmu folded Wen Ti's changed clothes and put them in a clothing bag, and asked him, "Have you and Zhong Changxin gone to find Sun Siyao?"

Wen Ti nodded and said: "Director Sun is in the limelight now, and he doesn't take us two juniors seriously."

"Why do you think of looking for him?"

"Sun Siyao used to be the deputy director of the research institute. After Zhong Minglou went to Nanjia, he was promoted to the director. I thought he and Zhong Minglou only had disagreements on some academic issues, but after meeting Sun Siyao, I found that the situation was more complicated than I thought. It’s even more complicated, even though Zhong Minglou has passed away for ten years, Sun Siyao still doesn’t like him very much.”

"How is Sun Siyao's attitude?"

"You can refer to Director Li's attitude towards Zhou Jinlin. Director Sun's behavior is completely irrelevant."

"Is he that obvious?"

Wen Ti pursed her lips and said: "There is no trace of Zhongming Tower in the research institute. Director Sun is an elderly man who has no scruples about us two juniors who are soft-spoken, and he is not polite when speaking. I am curious about him and Zhong Ming. What kind of conflict happened between the buildings?"

Chu Xingmu took out a small paper bag from his arms, Wen Ti watched him open the paper bag, and a white pill lay on the paper, Chu Xingmu said: "This is the antipsychotic drug that Zeng Rongde took. The name of the drug is chlorprothixene, but the ingredients of the drug tested are different from chlorprothixene."

Wen Ti took the pill from Chu Xingmu's hand, smelled it, and Chu Xingmu asked, "Do you know what kind of medicine it is?"

Wen Ti shook her head: "The smell of chlorprothixene is not like this, but I think this smell is very familiar."

Wen Ti couldn't remember where he had seen this similar medicine for a while, Chu Xingmu took the medicine back, wrapped it up and put it in his pocket, leaned on the seat with his arms on his head, and looked at the endless convoy outside .

Chu Xingmu said: "The composition of this medicine is different from the medicine Zhong Minglou took. The test results from ten years ago are in the file bag. If there are human factors in it, then the composition of the two medicines must be the same."

Wen Ti looked at Chu Xingmu in surprise, "Are they taking the same antipsychotic drug?"

"Well, but it's not chlorprothixene. We tested all the ingredients of antipsychotic drugs on the market, and none of the ingredients can match it. The source of this drug has to be checked again."

"This case is in charge of Zhou Jinlin. If there is a problem with the drug test results, how can Zhou Jinlin close the case easily, unless..."

Chu Xingmu shook his head, "There is a discrepancy between the two dossiers I got. The dossier given to Zhong Changxin before did not include a drug test sheet, but the dossier Wu Bureau gave me recently has a drug test sheet."

Wen Ti said: "I should have met Zeng Rongde when I was young."

Chu Xingmu turned his head to look at Wen Ti, and Wen Ti recalled: "It should be that Zhongminglou just arrived in Nanjia. I remember that the rhododendrons in the park were blooming very beautifully. At that time, I was not as tall as the rhododendron bushes. It was the first time I met Zhongminglou when someone spoke behind the flowers."

"Dr. Qiao said that no one visited Zhong Minglou during the six years he was hospitalized, but I can't believe everything he said. If I didn't investigate in advance, I wouldn't know that Zeng Rongde was his teacher. His words need to be verified."

Wen Ti said: "Dr. Qiao must have told you that I went to Nanjia to look for him last year. The reason why I went to him to find out the truth was to confirm some of my conjectures. Zeng Rongde and Zhong Minglou were in the same research institute. , the two were close friends in the early years, I want to know the reason why they parted ways later."

Chu Xingmu took out his mobile phone and asked, "Do you want to read the threatening letter Zeng Rongde received?"

Wen Ti nodded, Chu Xingmu turned out the photos taken in advance, and then gave Wen Ti the phone.

"There are four letters in total. Zeng Rongde's son, Zeng Fan, found them when he was dealing with his father's belongings. Zhong Changxin probably didn't know about the threatening letters. He just asked Zeng Fan to call the police based on his intuition."

"Zhong Changxin is suspicious. Zeng Rongde's death is similar to Zhongming Tower in some aspects, so he suggested Zeng Fan to call the police."

"The reason why these letters are defined as threatening letters is because Zeng Rongde wrote back."

"What reply?"

"Zeng Fan found it in Zeng Rongde's thesis materials, and there is an old newspaper from 16 years ago."

Chu Xingmu took out another cut-out newspaper from his arms, Wen Ti looked at him with a strange expression, then sideways pulled off Chu Xingmu's clothes, fumbled on Chu Xingmu's chest, curious about what was in his arms. What else can I come up with.

"I brought these two things." Chu Xingmu smiled and pulled Wen Ti away, "Bring them here for you to confirm."

Wen Ti took the newspaper and sat back to her seat, glanced at it and said: "Recently, I met some talkative customers and heard them talk about the early years of the Yuan's Group. In the early years, the Yuan's Group had three pharmaceutical companies. In the real estate industry, there are now three private hospitals, and their branches are also involved in film and television investment."

"Three pharmaceutical companies?"

"After the clinical trials of new antipsychotic drugs failed, Yuan's Group shut down all pharmaceutical companies and began to invest in the construction of private hospitals. Three pharmaceutical companies closed down, and three private hospitals rose from the ground. They have been monopolizing the real estate industry for so many years. For example, Chunxi For the holiday villa in Shanshan, the bidding price was more than ten times that year, and they finally won it.”

Chu Xingmu suddenly asked: "Nanjia also has Yuan's Group involved?"

"The Nanjia Guardian Mental Hospital is under the government department. I don't know if Yuan's Group is involved. Those must go back at least 30 years."

Whether the deaths of Zhong Minglou and Zeng Rongde are related to the innovative drug 16 years ago still needs further investigation. Whether there is any involvement of the Yuan Group is another matter.

"The chairman of Yuan's Group is Yuan's eldest son, Yuan Ruchen. He has a good personal relationship with Wen Xiangqin. If you want to know about Yuan's past, you can go to Wen Xiangqin. After all, he was born ten years earlier than me and he was born in Wen's family grew up, I have only been back to Wen's family for nine years, and they never told me about the company."

Wen Ti just briefly talked about some of Yuan's early years, but Chu Xingmu thought of the pedophile Cheng Hai who molested and killed young children and the drug trafficking case of Wang Yuemin and Zhao Hailu.

Jiang Guoan's death is still a mystery.

The source of the drugs in the drug trafficking case has not yet been determined.

Cheng Hai's accomplice who killed and sold the young girl was not finished.

The person mentioned in that email has not yet been convicted.

If there is even a thread of connection between these cases...

Is someone weaving a huge net over Qingshi, as long as the prey touches any thread, they can immediately know and come up with a remedy.

When one line is broken, another one is added, and so on, when can we get a glimpse of the truth in the center of the giant net?

Chu Xingmu's thoughts also startled herself, Wen Ti saw Chu Xingmu's face getting darker and darker, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Chu Xingmu grabbed Wen Ti's hand with a tense face, and slowly tried to figure out the ring on Wen Ti's finger with his thumb. When he calmed down, Chu Xingmu said: "At this speed, the performance will be over when we reach the theater."

If the case of Cheng Hai and Wang Yuemin has other secrets, is there a mastermind behind them?

"Do you have any other plans for tonight?"

The mastermind behind the scenes has never appeared in their sight. The other party may be in a high position, or may be a powerful figure in the business world, but he is ignored by everyone.

"No, I want to make time to watch dramas with you."

From the very beginning, their actions were exposed to the enemy's sight. The cases they solved, the suspects they captured, and the evidence they found were all abandoned by the enemy.

"Take a long way, I'll drive faster."

The cooperation of these people was flawless, and they fooled Li Yaomin and Wu Huanshan, as well as him. Could it be because Zhou Jinlin discovered some truths that he shouldn't know, not only became notorious, but everyone applauded after his death.

"Can we get out after being blocked like this?"

"Captain Chu's heart can't be wasted because of the traffic jam."

Chu Xingmu fastened his seat belt, and complied with Wen Ti's wishes.

In the Public Security Bureau, Lang Lang and Bai Yao handed the materials to Xia Ci, and Bai Yao said, "Deputy team, we are off work first, you should go home early too."

"If Chu Xingmu can stay in the team for one more minute, I can go home one minute earlier." Xia Ci waved them to leave quickly.

Put away the materials that Bai Yao and Lang Lang had sorted out, and the people in the technical department brought up the drug test report. They just talked to them verbally before, and the specific test results depended on it. Xia Ci took the four letters and the test report. Reported to Wu Huanshan's office, only to find that he forgot to take the old newspaper when he went in, and finally found the clipped old newspaper on Chu Xingmu's desk.

If Chu Xingmu was there, Xia Ci promised to throw the newspaper on him, Xia Ci called Chu Xingmu several times but he didn't answer.

"Are you off work?"

Xia Ci turned his head, and Wen Xiangqin, who was wearing a black coat and leather shoes, was standing at the door of the office. Xia Ci asked, "Why are you here?"

"Didn't Chu Xingmu call me here? What about others?" Wen Xiangqin took off his gloves and walked in.

Xia Ci asked: "He asked you to come and see Wen Ti?"

Wen Xiangqin found a chair to sit down casually, Xia Ci poured him a cup of hot water, and said clichédly: "Wen Ti left when his term of office expired, you came too late, you treated him so badly before, now you want to make up for it Come back, it's hard."

"Can't I come and report the case?"

"How can you be so calm when reporting the case? Hurry up and say something, I'm in a hurry to get off work." Xia Ci pulled up a chair and sat opposite Wen Xiangqin.

"Chu Xingmu told me that you plan to re-investigate the case of my mother falling from the building."

"That's what Director Wu said. Old Chu hasn't made any arrangements yet. An expert from the Qingshi Institute of Psychiatric Diseases has passed away. The cause of death is a bit strange. We have been investigating this case for the past two days."

Wen Xiangqin thought about it for a long time, and asked him: "Did Zhou Jinlin always mention me to you during his lifetime?"

Xia Ci didn't know why he asked this suddenly, but he said honestly: "It's true that you are often mentioned. Didn't you go to Mrs. Zhou? What did she say?"

"It's still the same sentence you have always said. Zhou Jinlin thinks it's a pity that I don't become a policeman. There are more police students in Qingshi who are better than me. I haven't reached the point where a police chief can't forget it."

"Then what do you think?"

"When my mother committed suicide by jumping off a building, I was still in the police academy. Some people in my family suspected that she was pushed downstairs. After calling the police, Zhou Jinlin was in charge of investigating the case, and finally closed the case as suicide due to depression. After so many years, I always feel that this There is something hidden in the case, Zhou Jinlin probably remembers me not because I am a pity that I am not a policeman, but because my mother committed suicide by jumping off a building."

Xia Ci said: "Then why didn't Zhou Jinlin directly ask you to clarify?"

"I went to Chu Xingmu once and wanted to see the file of that case. He said that the file had been burned and there was no re-recording."

Wen Xiangqin felt that this was the strange place. The fire in the file room and his dropping out of school were all ten years ago. Zhou Jinlin passed away five years ago. He was in charge of investigating the case of jumping from a building. Why didn’t he make up the record when the files were burned? ?

Zhou Jinlin has five years to rewrite a dossier and store it in the archives room. It cannot be ruled out that he has a bad memory and has forgotten it, or there is a mistake in the management of the dossier materials. Omitting a dossier is also a dereliction of duty.

"Not all files are stored in the archives room. I will ask Uncle Yang for you later. He and Zhou Jinlin were both in the bureau when the archives room caught fire."

Wen Xiangqin also asked him: "When are you going to start the investigation?"

Xia Ci thought for a while and said, "Let's wait until the case in hand has some clues."

"Is there anything I can do for you?"

"There is something that Lao Chu doesn't want me to tell others. I think it's better to let you know. Two days ago, he received an anonymous letter. The letter contained a copy of Zhou Jinlin's work notes, and he and Wen Ti went in and out. The photo of Nanjia Mental Hospital is most likely a threatening letter."

Wen Xiangqin raised his eyes and asked, "When did they go to Nanjia?"

"It happened last year. Old Chu has been trying to find out the truth five years ago. The mentally ill person who killed Zhou Jinlin was locked up in the Nanjia Custody Area. He ran to Nanjia for several years without seeing anyone. He said it was Wen Ti. Helped me to see that person."

Wen Xiangqin bowed his head and thought about it. Since Wen Ti returned to Wen's house, he has been locked up at home. Even the teacher is a tutor. Wen Ruo tried his best to get Wen Ti to go to school. He took the opportunity of taking Wen Ti out to play. Send him to Qingmei Painting Academy to audit, but after being discovered by Wen Chonghe, let the nanny watch Wen Ti all the time. Five years ago, Wen Chonghe had a car accident and turned into a vegetative state, so Wen Ti had the chance to go out.

Didn't he always hate Nanjia Mental Hospital?How could he still be able to speak in Nanjia?

He and Wen Ti have been fighting each other all these years, what exactly has Wen Ti done behind his back?

Wen Xiangqin gathered his clothes and asked, "Is that threatening letter aimed at Chu Xingmu?"

Xia Ci was hesitant, and under the pressure of Wen Xiangqin's face to speak quickly, he said, "I'll say something more, if it wasn't for the presence of Lao Chu when Yang Xiao got married, Wen Ti's life would have been more ominous, and the murderer who killed Wu Chuan at that time He has not been caught so far, and he has been worried that something will happen to Wen Ti."

"Chu Xingmu told me about this, what does this have to do with the case?"

Xia Ci looked at the ceiling with melancholy: "I can only say that some things are not over yet."

Wen Xiangqin, a dutiful businessman, didn't understand the meaning of Xia Ci's words, Xia Ci asked him with a gossip face, "Are you familiar with Dr. Zhong?"

"We're dating."

Xia Ci's hand holding the water glass trembled slightly, "Then you have to watch your doctor, and it's best not to make trouble for us."

Wen Xiangqin asked puzzledly, "What do you mean?"

"Because his grandfather Zhongminglou has something to do with the case we are investigating."

Hearing Xia Ci say so much, Wen Xiangqin realized that he was kept in the dark about many things. He only had Wen's family property and his mother's entrustment in the suicide note in his heart. None of it matters.

The author says:

I had migraines all the time around the Chinese New Year (I don’t know why), and I couldn’t go out to the hospital, so I had to adjust my schedule and take some painkillers. Some coquettish operations in this kind of social news started to cause headaches again, infinitely refreshed my lower limit of understanding of certain urban institutions (even more angry), and later learned that my donation was kept by a certain society for raising fish and slaughtering shrimp I don’t know how to save it until the year of the monkey (I’m angry like a puffer fish, I’m so angry that I can’t sleep, I feel that my trust has been betrayed because I also mobilized my family members to donate together), I’ve recovered in the past two days, there is still so much beauty in the world, and there is always dirt One day it will be cleaned up, since it is an ordinary person among all living beings, it is better to cheer for the cutest person.Happy belated new year, I wish you all good health and prosperity.

I am very sorry for the interruption of this period of time.