Chasing the Mist

Gu Xun stepped into the office with his front foot, and was called to the director's office with his back foot. Gu Mingli was smoking a cigarette when he saw him come in and threw one from a distance.

Gu Xun leaned forward, reached out to catch the cigarette, put it in his mouth, and sat down at Gu Mingli's desk, "Did you come back last night?"

Gu Mingli nodded while pushing the phone in front of him, "What's going on? I've only been away for a week."

Gu Xun clicked on the video, there was snow falling in Beining Park, ice sculptures of human heads were placed on the edge of the flower bed, facing the small pedestrian gate to the west, as if waiting for something, the background voices were mixed, it was the voices of old men and women discussing.

"This case has caused panic among female citizens, and the impact is very bad. My cell phone has not stopped ringing since this morning. Are there any suspicious suspects?"

Gu Xun: "Last night we were interrogating the suspects in Gu Jingjing's case. Halfway through the interrogation...Suddenly another incident occurred, and the police became the suspect's alibi...The case returned to before the liberation."

"Will the second case imitate the crime?"

Gu Xun shook his head, "The murderer will leave the victim's belongings at the scene of the crime. The first one is socks, and the second one is underwear. Only we insiders know this."

With the development of science and technology and the wide application of the public security sky eye system, the public security in the city is getting better year by year. The head of Gu Mingli has maintained peace in Baicheng in the past few years. Serial murders have become rare. Now some people openly commit crimes and throw their bodies in public places. , He sighed, "Hurry up and investigate, don't let go of any clues, even if you don't eat or drink, find this guy out, and he must never be allowed to commit crimes again."

Gu Xun nodded in response, "I will try my best."

"Speak up in time if you have difficulties."

"It is also true that Lin is transferred away."

He is Gu Xun's greatest difficulty.

Gu Mingli flicked the cigarette ashes, and said earnestly, "Xiao Xun'er, you have to distinguish between public and private, and don't mix housework with work. I believe the same is true for your professional ability." Then he waved his hand, "Go out and get busy."

Gu Xun didn't move, looked at Gu Mingli, and said slowly: "Uncle knows that we have not been able to deal with each other in the past few years, but why did he transfer him to my team on purpose to make things difficult for me?"

"Do you want to add trouble, Gu Xun, he is your younger brother, how can there be any knot between brothers that cannot be untied? When the case is over, let the three of us have a drink, and uncle will help you open your knot. My brother seems to be like an enemy. Make people laugh?"

Gu Xun smothered the smoke fiercely, and said coldly, "He didn't regard me as his elder brother... I am not his elder brother in the first place, we have nothing to do with each other regardless of legal or blood relationship."

Gu Mingli was in a hurry, pointing at Gu Xun's forehead and scolding: "What kind of bastard words are you talking about? Seeing that a person in his thirties is competing with a child, is there any hope for him? Go back to work quickly, if you can't find the murderer, you two get out of here .”

Gu Xun was not angry, but felt much more at ease. The stone stuck in his heart was shattered by his uncle's few words. He didn't speak anymore, and got up to leave.

"Wait a minute." Gu Mingli was still angry, so he took a sip of tea to relieve himself, "This year's Spring Festival your parents will come back for the New Year, and Gu Yuan will come back first during the winter vacation. You should clean up the house and make room for him."

"There are so many houses, why are they crowded in the old house? Tell him to live somewhere else."

"He asked to live with you by name. You two brothers haven't been together for a few days since you were young. You just take this opportunity to cultivate brotherhood. Don't make it as stiff as before. You are the boss, and you must set an example in everything." , how humble you brothers."

"Why does the boss let them go? The boss owes them?"

"Stop playing poor with me. This is the tradition of the Gu family. I used to let your father do that."

Gu Xun: "..."

Suddenly losing the desire to communicate, he turned and walked out of the director's office.

Back to the second floor, it was lunch break time, and I didn't sleep all night. Meng Jia went to the cafeteria to grab a few bites of food, and came back to sleep on the desk. live favorite.

Zheng Tiancheng is bold and upright, he doesn't have much money, he is usually rough, but when facing the girl he likes, his eyes are full of tenderness.

Gu Xun almost thought that he was a pervert, and raised his hand to push his head, "The perverted eyes make me suspect that you are the perverted murderer of the ice sculpture case." After a short pause, he added meaningfully: "Be careful Jinghua wakes up and beats you up."

Zheng Tiancheng stood up and walked to Gu Xun, "Boss, if I confess my love to Jiajia, will she be rejected? Do you think she likes me?"

Gu Xun patted him on the shoulder and smiled playfully, "It's okay, she doesn't like you, I do."

Zheng Tiancheng: "Pretend I didn't ask."

Leaning against Gu Xun's desk, he started the chatterbox: "When you are very tired, looking at the person you like is more refreshing than sleeping. It's amazing! This is the power of love!"

Hearing this, Lin Yiran raised his head to look at him in a strange way.

Zheng Tiancheng met his gaze: "Xiao Lin, brother, is that right? I see that you are a fellow, so tell me, who do you like? Which branch? Meng Jia can't do it, she belongs to me."

Lin Yiran's cold eyes gradually lowered, leaving Zheng Tiancheng a silhouette.

Zheng Tiancheng didn't care about it, and turned to look at Gu Xun, "Boss, this time I strongly request to be with Meng Jia. If you don't agree, I will...cry for you."

Gu Xun: "..."

*

The victim's information was soon found out. Zhang Xiaoqing, female, 20 years old, is from Baicheng City, a sophomore student in a vocational technical college. Her father Zhang Weicheng is a taxi driver, her mother Li Juan is a pharmacy manager, and she has a younger brother who is in high school. , a very ordinary family.

In the afternoon, Zheng Tiancheng got his wish and went out to work with Meng Jia as a group, and the others also went out after receiving the tasks. The office, which was noisy just now, fell silent in an instant.

A text message came in from Lin Yiran's cell phone. He took a look, put it back in his pocket, picked up the down jacket hanging on the hanger, and said while wearing it, "Captain Gu, take me to Zhang Xiaoqing's house."

As a newcomer, Lin Yiran ordered the leader, his face was neither red nor white, and his demeanor was calm.

Gu Xun squinted at him, "Go by yourself."

"Can't drive."

Gu Xun: "..."

He ignored Lin Yiran again, pulled his clothes over his shoulders, strode out, and left the office building. First, he lit a cigarette to extinguish the fire.

Lin Yiran got into the car, Gu Xun said angrily, "Address?"

"Nanguan Road, Xincheng District, Zhang Xiaoqing's father has been discharged from the hospital and returned home."

After entering the address on the navigation, Gu Xun started the car and shouted, "What did I owe you in my previous life?"

Lin Yiran looked out the window with a faint smile on his lips, "Well, let's pay it back slowly in this life."

Gu Xun thought there was something wrong with his ears, so the hand that started the car stopped in vain, and turned to stare at him, as if looking at some rare treasure, "I found that your skin is as thick as a car tire."

Lin Yiran met his gaze, narrowed his peach blossom eyes slightly, smiled lightly, and said casually: "I learned from Dui Gu."

"When did I teach you?" Gu Xun stopped in the middle of the sentence, why discuss these boring things with him?He kicked the accelerator and drove out of the police station.

In the early years, Xincheng District was a dormitory building for employees, and the old musty smell lingered in the nostrils when stepping into the corridor. Zhang Xiaoqing lived on the third floor, with a pile of cabbage piled up at the door.

Zhang Weicheng got up from the bed immediately when he heard that someone was coming from his family. Seeing that Lin Yiran was very kind, he held his hand like an acquaintance, and asked eagerly, "The person in the ice sculpture is not my daughter, right?"

Lin Yiran's mouth seemed to be sealed with tape, unable to speak.

Gu Xun: "After our verification, the victim Zhang Xiaoqing is your daughter."

This time Zhang's mother, Li Juan, almost fainted, Gu Xun helped her up in time, helped her to the sofa and rested for a while, she slowly recovered, "Can I go and see her?"

Without waiting for Gu Xun's answer, Zhang Weicheng said first, "The police will conduct an autopsy, so you can't just show it to your family members." He looked up at Lin Yiran, and said in a whisper, "Don't show it to my wife, she has a bad heart."

Lin Yiran nodded in response, Zhang Weicheng let go, lay on his left side and pointed, "My daughter's room, you can see whatever you want." This sentence seemed to use up all his strength, and he walked back to the bedroom with heavy steps after speaking.

Lin Yiran stepped into Zhang Xiaoqing's bedroom. The room was less than fifteen square meters and could only accommodate a bed and wardrobe. If you didn't open the wardrobe, you wouldn't be able to tell it was a girl's room.

In the old-fashioned mahogany wardrobe, men's and women's clothes were divided into half and neatly arranged. Lin Yiran flipped through them at random. Zhang Xiaoqing's clothes were all in the right style, nothing special. When he was about to close the door, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a black cardboard box in the lower left corner with paper on it. There is a seal on it, which reads: Do not touch your underwear.

He tore off the tape and opened the carton, and women's underwear came into view, and then flipped down, there were several sets of rather revealing skirts.

"Have you seen her wear these sets of clothes?" Lin Yiran held the box in front of Li Juan and asked.

Li Juan picked up the tube top skirt and looked at it, "This is not my family's Xiaoqing's clothes."

Lin Yiran pointed to the cardboard box, "I found it in the underwear box."

Li Juan picked up her skirt to look at it again, and thought carefully for a while, "I haven't seen... Maybe other people's clothes, Xiaoqing has always been conservative, and she wouldn't wear such clothes."

Lin Yiran closed the carton and re-attached the seal, "I'll take the carton back to the police station."

Gu Xun was not idle either. He had looked at the small two-bedroom apartment of more than 60 square meters. The living room was small, with a single bed by the wall and a pile of high school textbooks on the desk beside the bed. Obviously Zhang Xiaoqing’s living room was Zhang Xiaoqing’s. In my younger brother's room, opposite the single bed, the old TV was covered with a tulle towel to prevent dust, and there was a folding dining table next to it. The wardrobes in the two bedrooms were very old-fashioned. It was obvious that the Zhang family was not well off.

Thinking of this, Gu Xun suddenly had a thought: Is it all because of money?The murderer used money to lure the girl into the bait through some means?

"How much is Zhang Xiaoqing's monthly pocket money? Has she bought high-end electronic products or clothes recently?"

Li Juan: "Give her pocket money of 300 yuan a week, 1200 a month...um..." She was thinking, when someone said at the door: "My sister changed her iPhone last month...Mom, they yes?"

Zhang Yanzheng, who knew nothing about it, came home excitedly after school. Seeing that the atmosphere was a little tricky, he stood at the door and didn't dare to ask further questions.

Li Juan didn't want his son to be distracted when he was about to take the final exam. She suppressed her tears and said, "Don't meddle in your own business and study your homework quickly."

Zhang Yanzheng has fair skin and handsome features. His appearance is quite similar to that of the young Lin Yiran, but his eyes are completely different. Zhang Yanzheng's eyes are clear and childish. It can be seen that the family is well protected. He passed by Lin Yiran, walking slowly. Consciously slow down and look around secretly.

"Where did she get the money for the iPhone?" Lin Yiran asked.

"She said she made money by working part-time."

"What part-time job?"

"Teach children to dance. Apart from dancing, she has no other specialties. She seems to make a lot of money. She even went to have plastic surgery." Zhang Yanzheng was not on guard against the two good-looking young people in front of him, and told everything he knew.

Lin Yiran asked again: "Which dance organization do you teach in? Do you know which hospital has plastic surgery?"

Zhang Yanzheng hesitated, then turned to look at Li Juan.

Li Juan's eyes were red, she deliberately avoided her son's gaze, "If you know anything, just say it."

Zhang Yanzheng shook his head: "I don't know, you just call her and ask her." He took out his mobile phone and dialed Zhang Xiaoqing's mobile phone, "Oh, why is it turned off?"

Lin Yiran and Gu Xun didn't answer the conversation, they asked Li Juan some other questions, and left after dark.

On the way back, Gu Xun's phone rang.

Meng Jia: "Boss, at the school, Zhang Xiaoqing's situation is similar to that of Gu Jingjing. She is the class monitor and has performed well in all aspects. Her teachers and classmates have a good reputation for her, and there is nothing unusual about the dormitory. Her roommate said that she is not in the dormitory when she goes home every weekend. I have a boyfriend from a different place, these two points are the same as Gu Jingjing."

Zheng Tiancheng snatched the phone, "I have a new discovery. This time, the surveillance at the gate of the school captured the picture of her going out on Friday afternoon. I will check her travel route when I return to the bureau."

"Let's go back to the game first, and we'll talk about it later." Gu Xun said while driving.

Lin Yiran looked out the window, wondering what he was thinking.

Gu Xun glanced at him and sneered, "Why don't you make a portrait of the suspect?"

Lin Yiran didn't speak, he said again: "Zhang Yanzheng keeps peeking at you, this kid feels a little weird."

In fact, as long as Lin Yiran doesn't find fault, Gu Xun can get along with him normally, after all, he has no ties.

Lin Yiran looked at the street scene of Ni Hong passing by outside the window, and said lightly: "Captain Gu is overthinking, he is just looking at my face."

Gu Xun:? ?

Are all men what to see?