Criminal Investigation: Collapse

It has been a rainy month recently, and Qicheng, which is located at the junction of the north and the south, has been raining for half a month. For Jiang Yin, this kind of continuous rainy day is not very pleasant, except that the rain will destroy quite a lot. Part of the evidence is that apart from this reason, the deeper reason is probably that Captain Jiang didn't want to go out to work in the rain.

"Team Jiang, Deputy Team Zhou came back to go through formalities just now. Before waiting for you, let me tell you that he went back first." An unfamiliar young trainee policeman in the duty room saw Jiang Yin coming in from the door with an umbrella, and hurriedly stood up and said.

Hearing this, Jiang Yin nodded, but did not speak.

Zhou Tun is Jiang Yin's partner who has been cooperating with him since his internship in the Criminal Investigation Brigade. Zhou Tun was injured on his waist. In the past two years, the notices from the hospital have been issued one after another, especially when it is raining. Can't stand it anymore, Zhou Tun's wife is also urging, so Zhou Tun waited for the last case to be closed, and then submitted his resignation letter to the organization, saying that he was going to go home for a few years to recuperate, and then he should take his grandson to enjoy the happiness .

The little policeman saw that Jiang Yin's face was a little bad, and he couldn't help his own mouth-biting problems, so he said bitterly: "Jiang team, you are busy, but you should also pay attention to rest! Look at your face, Zhou The Prime Minister said that the body is the capital of the revolution..."

Jiang Yin casually shook the water on the umbrella in his hand, and when he heard the little policeman talking non-stop, he raised his head and glanced at the little policeman, and found that he was a bit unfamiliar, and asked casually:

"newcomer?"

The little policeman was taken aback, looked around and found that Jiang Yin was asking himself, and immediately stood at attention, raised his head and chest, and replied in a correct voice: "Hello, Captain Jiang, I'm an intern who just came last week! "

Seeing this appearance, Jiang Yin seemed to be ashamed of himself back then, so he patted the little policeman on the shoulder, curled his lips slightly and said, "Do it well!"

"Also, read more when you're free, the sentence just now was said by Mao/Chairman."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Yin went upstairs holding the black umbrella.

"..."

The little policeman was a little embarrassed looking at Jiang Yin's leaving back, scratched the back of his head, and sat upright in the duty room again.

Just as Jiang Yin turned the corner, he saw Pei Shisi sitting on the radiator in front of his office, holding a stack of file bags and clasping his hands.

"When did you come back?" Jiang Yin opened the umbrella beside the door, took out a bunch of keys from his pocket, and opened the office door.

Pei Shishi followed Jiang Yin's ass into the office, "The plane the night before yesterday was cleaned up at home yesterday."

During the last case, Pei Shishi was doing regular psychological counseling and taking vacations, so now his face looks rosy, compared to Jiang Yin's face, he doesn't know how much better.

"Hey, senior brother." Pei Shishi put the stack of kraft paper file bags in his hand on Jiang Yin's desk, "Zhang Ju asked me to bring them for you."

"What?" Jiang Yin took off his coat and hung it on the clothes rack beside him, and glanced sideways at the pile of file bags on the table.

"The bureau said that Lao Zhou has gone back, and you have to make up for someone else, so I picked some people for you, and let you choose by yourself, and the one you think is suitable will be transferred to you." Pei Shishi put his hands together. He leaned against the cabinet opposite Jiang Yin, looking at his senior brother's extremely bad face.

"Brother, this matter about Lao Zhou..." Pei Shishi hesitated to speak, and finally did not say the following words for a long time.

Jiang Yin turned his back to Pei Shishi, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and said in a low voice, "I'm fine."

Pei Shishi knew about Jiang Yin, he was a tough talker, Lao Zhou resigned and went home, although he didn't respond on the surface, but after all, he was a partner who had lived and died for so many years, what was in his heart, he could think of it with his toes.

After being quiet for a while, Pei Shishi didn't say anything else, but took two steps forward and smoked the cigarette in Jiang Yin's hand.

"Smoking less, look at how Zhang Ju is suffering now." After finishing speaking, Pei Shishi changed hands and put the cigarette in the ashtray, and went out without saying anything.

Jiang Yin sat back on the chair in the desk, leaned his head on the back of the chair in a daze.

Just now, he was sitting in the car, watching Lao Zhou carrying his things out of the city bureau’s yard before getting out of the car. He couldn’t say exactly how he felt, but he didn’t know what to say when he met Lao Zhou. It simply disappeared.

He has been with Lao Zhou since the beginning of his internship. Lao Zhou is more than ten years older than him. Although he later became the captain of Lao Zhou, he called Lao Zhou brother no matter what. Now Lao Zhou has gone back, although he There is no need to worry about Lao Zhou's body breaking down because of things in the bureau, but there is always a feeling of bad energy in his heart.

He saw the pile of personnel files on the table, and his frown completely showed his inner irritability, but no matter what, the work still had to be done, and the partner still had to make up, he let out a long breath, and stretched out tentatively. Frowning, he reached out and opened the first leather file bag.

The bureau treats him very well. The owners of these files are all experienced and capable criminal investigation police officers, but for some reason, Jiang Yin always feels that these outstanding colleagues are not worthy of his own feelings.

Suppressing the inexplicable irritability in his heart, he stuffed the personnel file in his hand back into the file bag, and mechanically opened the next one.

This file aroused Jiang Yin's interest, and the medical history column reads:

"Scholar's Syndrome, suspected primary personality disorder."

This file seemed to be quite different from the previous ones. He looked at the personnel file carefully, and was stunned when he saw the column of age and resume. This boy was only 24 years old, and he even had a degree in criminal psychology research He graduated only a few years ago, but he has extremely rich practical experience.

After turning over two pages, behind a dozen certificates, there is also a copy of the admission certificate of the rehabilitation center.

Jiang Yin put this file on the other side, and looked at the files of the next few, but he kept thinking about that 24-year-old boy in his heart.

Thinking about it, he simply sorted out all the files, took the boy's file alone, and went out to the office of the Chapter Bureau.

"Chapter Bureau!" Jiang Yin knocked on the door of the director's office, and pushed the door open with his slender fingers. As soon as he stepped into the office, he smelled a strong smell of smoke and a cloud of white smoke lingering in the office of the bureau chief. around.

Zhang Ju saw that it was Jiang Yin who came with those files, and he knew it in his heart, "Have you picked it?"

Jiang Yin nodded, looked at the cigarette butt between Zhang Ju's fingers, frowned slightly, and said, "I think I need to take a picture of this and send it to my sister-in-law."

Zhang Ju was a little embarrassed by what Jiang Yin said, so he threw the cigarette butt in his hand into a trash can filled with water next to him, and squinted at Jiang Yin through the lingering smoke.

"Who?"

Jiang Yin put the other files on the sofa, and put the boy's file on the desk in front of the chapter office.

Zhang Ju fanned the smoke with his hands, wanting them to disperse quickly, and while opening the portfolio, he muttered, "Let me see who is favored by our Captain Jiang..."

Before he finished speaking, he just opened the file bag and looked at the chapter with a name, and then there was no sound.

He carefully flipped through the stack of files again, and then asked aloud, "Where did you get Liu Sichan's file?"

Jiang Yin turned his head in the direction of the pile of file bags he put on the sofa, "Didn't you ask Fourteen to send it to me..."

Zhang Ju scolded Pei Shishi, then looked at Jiang Yin and said, "You choose again, I didn't prepare this person for you."

Just as Jiang Yin was about to open his mouth to ask something, he heard Zhang Ju say again: "This child is in a very special situation. The higher authorities transferred his file to our bureau purely to solve this hot potato. This child is also a poor one. When they arrive, they will ask for secondments three times and four times, and when they are used up, they will be thrown everywhere.”

Jiang Yin said, "Why haven't I heard of it?"

"I just turned around yesterday." After a few words, Zhang Ju was itching to grope for the cigarette box again, but Jiang Yin stared at him and was embarrassed to smoke, so he dangled a pen in his hand go.

"What about the scholar's dementia and the suspected original personality disorder?" Jiang Yin squinted his eyes and asked Zhang Ju's small movements.

"It's a long story. It's said that the child has been withdrawn and strange since he was a child. When he grows up, he still looks like that. He doesn't care about anything except the case. Some time ago, something happened and he accidentally killed a murderer. After being sent to a psychiatric hospital, the diagnosis could not be confirmed, and later he was transferred to a rehabilitation center."

"Can't be diagnosed?" Jiang Yin grasped the point of the words.

Zhang Ju rubbed his face vigorously, "The murderer is a relative of the leader..."

Hearing this, Jiang Yin understood a lot, and he had other thoughts in his heart, and the expression on his face was also a little unsightly.

"Since we've come to this point, you can deal with this matter." Zhang Ju put the information back into the file bag and placed it on the stack of documents in front of him.

"Then what is the result?"

There was some yin and yang in Jiang Yin's words.

Zhang Ju wanted to send this ancestor away quickly and take a puff of cigarettes, so he replied patiently, "Speaking of which, the arrangement of placing this child in a rehabilitation center is already the result of a game between several parties. Leaders also cherish talents.”

"Zhang Ju, let's discuss something?" Jiang Yin looked at Zhang Ju and said.

"you say?"

"Turn him over to be my consultant. I cherish talents more than some of the people above." Jiang Yin became an old onmyoji again without changing his face or beating his heart.

"..."

"How did you learn this yin and yang problem???"

Zhang Ju held his forehead, and said to himself that he was used to this little bastard.

Just kidding, but Jiang Yin is telling the truth. He straightened his coat, and looked at Zhang Bureau with a serious face, "Since the leader above transferred his file to our bureau, it is obvious that he is removing people from the ministry and commission. Throwing it into a city bureau, the secret meaning is to protect it, old bureau chief, I guessed the meaning right, right?"

The relative who killed the leader was intervened and could not be diagnosed. He was afraid of escaping the crime, but someone transferred his file to the public security bureau of a municipality directly under the central government. Coupled with the blatant words of several parties playing games, Jiang Yin deeply tabooed these twists and turns , How can I not understand that someone wants to protect this child, although I don't know if it is out of pity or what reason.

"I think you just look at other children's smartness, and think that when you don't want to use your brains in the future, you can temporarily catch them and use them as a strong man!" Zhang Fan was expressionless. Although there was no affirmation in these words, he did not deny them either.

"Director..." Jiang Yin called out to Zhang Ju in an angry drawn out voice.

Zhang Ju smiled and didn't talk anymore, "You deal with things first, and I'll deal with them for you later."

Having got the right words, Jiang Yin judged the situation and gave Zhang Ju a brilliant professional smirk, got up and picked up Liu Sichan's file, and was about to leave when he just opened the door.

When Zhang Ju thought to finally send this kid away, he saw Jiang Yin took a few steps back in front of him.

"..."

It's really annoying, Zhang Ju has never found that he dislikes Jiang Yin so much.

"Zhang Bureau, you are not allowed to go back on this matter! If you go back on it, I will tell my sister-in-law about the fact that you hid two cigarettes in the bookcase!"

As he spoke, he shook the cell phone in his hand, indicating that he had a handle and was fearless, and then strode out of the office of the chief of the Qi City Public Security Bureau, not forgetting to close the office for his old chief the door.

As soon as the door was closed, I heard the sound of a book flying over and smashing against the door, and Zhang Ju's "little bastard!"

Very spirited.

Jiang Yin raised the corner of his mouth and smiled.

Jiang Yin was in a much better mood than before he entered the director's office. He glanced at the file bag in his hand, thinking about the day when he would meet this formidable kid.