Criminal Investigation Notes

When Su Hui woke up, he found himself lying on the bed, and everything in front of him gradually emerged, the white walls, the white roof, he squinted his eyes for a while with his remaining eyesight, and then he was sure that this was the observation room of the hospital. There were intermittent conversations outside.

There was a voice speaking, and he identified it carefully. It should be Director Huang, his attending physician.

"...Blood pressure and blood sugar are a bit low... Blood routine white blood cells are high, CT results show lung inflammation, some bleeding, and normal heartbeat... The body temperature has dropped from 39°C to 38.3°C. Observation for a period of transfusion...he needs to rest well, he is still too weak."

Su Hui stood up, a little top-heavy, his chest was tight, and he coughed a few times as soon as he got up.

Lu Junchi heard voices inside and opened the curtain.

Su Hui sat by the bed. When he was unconscious, his coat had already been taken off, his shirt had been unbuttoned a few times by the doctor, and his tie was also taken off and put aside.From the opened collar, a section of collarbone was exposed. He lowered his head, looking pale, handsome and thin.

"Are you awake?" Looking at Su Hui's pale lips, Lu Junchi felt distressed for a while. Su Hui suddenly vomited blood and fainted before, which frightened him so much that his heart stopped beating.

Su replied, "I feel much better."

"I happened to be on duty today, so come and take a look." Director Huang looked at Su Hui, "Just wake up. Captain Lu told me about the situation at that time. The reason for fainting may be fever, lack of oxygen and hypoglycemia. This time The cause of the disease is still a lung infection caused by an old injury, which looks scary. I will prescribe some antibiotics first, and treat conservatively. For the hemoptysis, I will first take Yunnan Baiyao and Toxamine to stop the bleeding.”

Su Hui calmly replied, "I finished eating Tosimin before."

Director Huang said: "You can't eat it often, it's bad for your stomach and eyes."

Lu Junchi frowned. He judged from the conversation between these two people that it was not the first time that Su Hui vomited blood. He seemed to be used to this situation.

While prescribing medicine for Su Hui, Director Huang warned: "You must avoid strenuous exercise. The deterioration of old wounds may cause pneumothorax and hemorrhage. If the situation continues to deteriorate, you may need a bronchoscopy for detailed examination, or even surgery." Yes. With your current physical condition, further surgery has certain risks."

Su Hui nodded there.

Then Director Huang said worriedly: "I judge that there may be some psychological reasons. Psychology and body will affect each other, and it will aggravate the condition. You still have to go to Dr. Yang's place."

Su Hui leaned on the bed and hummed. He looked at the time and found that he had only fainted for more than an hour, but it felt like a long time had passed.

It was Lu Junchi who went to get the medicine, and then accompanied him to finish the infusion.

The antipyretics took effect quickly, and the temperature dropped.Su Hui didn't want to be hospitalized, and the inpatient department of the hospital was short of beds, so Dr. Huang didn't force him to stay. He told him to stay in bed and have a good rest, and come over in the next few days to finish the rest of the infusion.

It was already dark when the two came out of the hospital.

After getting into the car, Lu Junchi was still thinking about Director Huang asking Su to go back to see Dr. Yang, so he asked Su, "Is Dr. Yang Yang Yuqing?"

The psychological hospital opened by Dr. Yang Yuqing is in cooperation with the Huadu General Administration, and it is aimed at the psychological trauma and mental illness of police officers.Although Lu Junchi didn't know what Su Hui had experienced, he vaguely knew that it should have something to do with Su Hui's past.

Su Hui nodded his head: "I haven't been there for a while."

Lu Junchi said: "Then when you feel better, I'll accompany you to see it."

Lu Jun didn't ask for a while, Su Hui hesitated, but still felt that he should tell him himself: "I don't have too serious psychological problems, just a little bit of PTSD and depersonalization."

PTSD is post-traumatic stress disorder, and it was this and the original head injury that caused some of Su Hui's memory loss.Depersonalization is a sensory synthesis disorder, and it has something to do with what happened two years ago.

Lu Jun never expected that Su Hui would take the initiative to talk to him about this.

PTSD Lu Junchi has heard of it, and has some understanding of it. This is the first time he has heard the word depersonalization. He couldn't help asking: "Depersonalization is..."

Su Hui put his hands on the car window, and wrote lightly: "It's just the loss of experience ability. Sometimes I feel that the world I live in is not real. But I'm much better now, and this feeling doesn't happen often."

Human understanding of this disease is not comprehensive enough.

There is a saying that depersonalization is also a defensive disease. Because it is too painful, I close all my senses, detach my thinking, and struggle out of those emotions, so that the pain will not be real, but with this At the same time, other emotions were frozen together.

In the past, Su Hui had episodes more frequently. He sometimes felt that he had lost all his emotions. He had no sadness or joy, couldn't laugh, cry, or even love, like an outsider.

He feels like an actor, an observer, and when he looks at his own face in the mirror, he will feel strange, as if he is living in a world he is not familiar with, acting out other people's stories.

Sometimes Su Hui would suddenly enter this state, and sometimes he would walk out suddenly.

This feeling, unless it is a patient who also suffers from this disease, is somewhat incomprehensible.

Lu Junchi asked again: "Then this...is it easy to treat?"

Su Hui became a doctor after a long illness: "I'm not too serious and don't need to take medicine, but I need regular psychotherapy. The treatment methods for depersonalization generally include relaxation methods, breathing methods, meditation methods, and even hypnosis."

Lu Junchi felt that these methods were unreliable: "...will it work?"

Su Hui said indifferently: "There should be. In short, it is a disease that sounds very metaphysical, and then it needs to be treated with more metaphysical methods. I think the most important thing is to regulate yourself." He paused and said , "I'll make an appointment with Dr. Yang later."

Lu Junchi decided to go back and check the disease himself. He changed the topic and said, "Your pseudonym seems to be quite famous."

Su Hui shook his head: "It's just a vest in a small academic circle. People in the whole city who know these magazines are basically in that lecture hall in the afternoon..."

Su Hui has never been involved in school affairs much. It was mainly because Director Liao's behavior was too aggressive before, which caused such a contrast.If it is introduced at the beginning, it will not have such an effect.

Lu Junchi remembered something and asked him, "Do you have any other vests?"

Su Hui hummed in a low voice: "When it was published in foreign journals, it didn't use this pseudonym."

His habit has always been vests for protection, and he would rather wear a few more. Now that he is teaching in the Chinese police, the matter of the dissertation must be resolved, so he reported this vest after weighing it. This is already the least involved one among his many vests. .

With the protection of academic works, it can be done once and for all in the future.

At least no one would say that he entered the crime academy through the back door.

As soon as the two of them got home, Lu Junchi's cell phone rang. He answered the phone and brought Su Hui some warm water and medicine.

Su Hui sat by the bed. He heard a few words on the phone just now, and turned his head to ask Lu Junchi, "Is it Ju Tan?"

Lu Junchi said: "Well, he cares about you, and asked about your job report and your physical condition." Then he opened his palm like magic, and there was a lemon candy in a yellow package in his palm.

After Su Hui drank the medicine, his eyes moved slightly, he took it and tore it up and ate it. It was the same kind of candy that Lu Junchi gave him when he was in the car last time.His mouth was full of sour and sweet tastes for a while, the sugar was a little sour, and there was an itchy feeling that spread to the roots of his teeth, so sour that his body trembled. This taste was a bit familiar, and it made him quiet down. .

Su Hui ate the candy and said, "I have a WeChat appointment with Dr. Yang, next Wednesday afternoon."

"Then I will accompany you."

"Well, why don't you push me your brother's WeChat, I'm quite grateful to him today."

"I'll send it to you later." Lu Junchi said as he stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, "The fever has subsided a bit."

Rather than using a thermometer, he prefers to feel the temperature with the palm of his hand, it seems that it will be more at ease in his heart.Lu Haochu often had a fever when he was a child, and he often did this when taking care of his younger brother, and the habit became natural.

Lu Junchi withdrew his hand and looked at Su Hui's good-looking eyes. He suddenly felt that his action was a bit over the top.

Su Hui was still in a daze.He didn't react until Lu Junchi's hand was removed, and then he lowered his head, feeling his face burning up bit by bit.

Lu Junchi was also a little embarrassed, got up and said, "I'll make some porridge for you, you lie down first, and then go to sleep after eating."

Su Hui responded in a low voice, his eyes followed Lu Junchi's back until he disappeared at the door, then he got up, changed his clothes, and lay down on the bed.

Through the ajar door he could see the lights in the living room and hear the sounds in the kitchen.

Su Hui suddenly discovered one thing, his world was constantly disintegrating and separating, but it seemed that when Lu Junchi appeared, this feeling would weaken and decrease.

Listening to him talking and watching him do things, he can have some sense of reality and experience emotional fluctuations.

At those moments, he seemed to break free from that frozen world, and he could feel something.

Su closed his eyes, remembering that when he fainted, before he completely lost consciousness, he seemed to be hugged by someone.

His face became hotter and he buried himself in the blanket.

It was another cloudy day, the clouds in the sky were a little low, and the air was very stuffy.

Gu Ruoruo walked into the community alone. She was pulling a large suitcase and wearing a pair of low-heeled leather shoes, but her steps were extremely brisk.

There is a small courtyard on the first floor, and an old lady was watering the flowers. Seeing Gu Ruoruo, the old lady frowned tightly, and wrinkled her face into a walnut: "You are on the third floor, right? What did you buy? Pickled fish or stinky tofu? The smell is too smelly, and it also attracts a lot of flies in the corridor... I thought your husband was at home, but no one opened the door after knocking for a long time."

Recalling the pungent and unpleasant smell, the old lady's face wrinkled even tighter.

"I'm sorry, I went on a business trip recently, maybe my husband forgot to collect the garbage, or something broke at home." Gu Ruoruo apologized slightly, "I'll go back and clean it up right away."

Gu Ruoruo went upstairs, took out the key, and opened the door.

After entering the room, she froze for a second and took a deep breath. There was indeed a strong stench in the room.

Gu Ruoruo was so choked that she coughed, the smell was so bad that even canned herring couldn't match it, as if there was no smell in the world worse than this.

Gu Ruoruo realized what happened in her heart, her hands began to shake, but she forced herself to calm down.

She went to the window and opened it, then she looked back at the bed, where lay the decomposing corpse of a male.

That was his husband Pang Qinghua.

He is a standard phoenix man. He was admitted to the best university with excellent grades and stayed in a research institute in Huadu.

Gu Ruoruo once married him despite her family's opposition because she admired his talent.

But after she got married, she realized that she had jumped into a pit of fire. This male chauvinist thought that talented men should be polygamous. He kept having relationships with various women outside, but he tried every means to threaten Gu Ruoruo not to allow the relationship. He is divorced.

This marriage was not the beginning of her happiness, but the beginning of a nightmare in her life.

Now, the man who made her fear has been dead for a long time, the rotting body fluid seeped into the bed sheet, the top of the body was almost covered by bugs, densely packed flies were lying on the body, as if enjoying a feast.

When Gu Ruoruo walked over, the insects on the corpse flew up with a buzzing sound, and circled around the corpse.

She lowered her head and held her drooping hair with her hands, her eyes were cold, trying to recognize the man's previous appearance from the rotting pool of flesh.

After looking at it for a while, Gu Ruoruo smiled slightly at the corpse and said, "Honey, I'm back."

Of course the corpse would not answer her.

Gu Ruoruo got up, sat on the bay window, and started laughing wildly like a madman.

So many heart-wrenching nights, quarrels, and those nightmares are finally over.

Laughing, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

Then she adjusted her mood and dialed 110. Her voice was terrified, and she sobbed and said, "Hey, I just came back from a business trip and found out that my husband had an accident and he died at home. Come quickly, my address is..."

Then she went into the bathroom, got the lotion on her hands, rubbed it into her eyes, and tears slid down from the pain.

Gu Ruoruo looked at herself in the mirror, she was still young, she could live better...

The police arrived as quickly as possible, physical evidence, forensic medicine, and criminal police.

Gu Ruoruo was crying until her eyes were swollen, her eyes were red, and she was at a loss for what to do.

Several physical evidence forensics were chatting and investigating there.

"It's all rotten like this, it's bad luck to wait for the corpse."

"Why are there so many flies that I can't drive them away."

"It crawled in through the vent in the bathroom. It's been stuffy and hot lately..."

"By the way, which team is responsible for this case?"

"Five teams."

Xing Yunhai, the criminal investigation captain of the fifth team of the General Administration, walked into the scene to have a look, and then turned to ask the little policeman who came to investigate first: "How is it?"

The little policeman looked at the records on the form: "The deceased Pang Qinghua, male, 32 years old, was a researcher, and there was a burnt charcoal basin in the house."

Xing Yunhai frowned, brushed off the flies that landed on him with a wave, and turned to look at Gu Ruoruo who was crying sadly, "Is your wife suspicious?"

"Her wife is a flight attendant. We searched the information and found that the relationship between their husband and wife should not be good. They had filed for divorce before and were rejected. But..." The little police went to check the confession records, "In the past half a month , the wife has gone to other places to participate in the study, and it is far away in Changshi, all her colleagues can prove it. She has an alibi and has no crime time."

"Are there any other traces in the house?"

"No, it's very clean and tidy. There's no sign of tampering with the lock. The charcoal basin is made of an iron basin used to wash vegetables at home, and there are Pang Huaqing's fingerprints on it."

Gu Ruoruo was still crying at the side: "We have a very good relationship as husband and wife. Don't look at my husband who is usually relaxed outside, he is still very kind to me. I never thought that he would have an accident when I was on a business trip... "

He looked at the bedside table, where there were some bottles of sleep aids: "Your husband doesn't sleep well?"

Gu Ruoruo said: "Scientific research is more brain-intensive and stressful. He always has trouble sleeping all night. He only went to see it after I told him."

Xing Yunhai walked into the kitchen and smelled it with his nose. The air here is much better than that in the bedroom, and there is not much smell of corpses.

The kitchen was tidy, and all the bottles and jars were neatly stacked. Then he opened the cabinet and smelled the aroma of tea...

Xing Yunhai opened the door and smelled it. The tea smells very fragrant, like this year's new tea, but most of the can has been used up.

There was also a seasoning box next to it, and there were brown and black particles in it. He looked at it and judged that it might be coffee powder.

Gu Ruoruo turned her head to the side, stopped crying, her eyes drifted over, staring coldly at the man standing in the kitchen from a distance.

Xing Yunhai looked at it for a while, then came over to Gu Ruoruo and asked, "You opened the window?"

Gu Ruoruo nodded hastily: "The smell in the room is so bad that I almost vomited. I opened the window and immediately called the police."

Xing Yunhai asked again: "When you came, was the bedroom door closed or open?"

Gu Ruoruo froze for a moment: "Closed, it seems to be closed..."

Xing Yunhai's eyes were fixed on her, as if he wanted to see through her, he stretched out his hand and waved it, and a few flies flew up immediately: "Why are there so many flies in the closed one?"

Gu Ruoruo's body trembled: "No... Maybe I remembered wrongly, it was open. It is also because of this that flies come in."

Xing Yunhai looked at the woman in front of him. She was not short, about 1.6 meters tall, but she was thin, as if a gust of wind could blow her away. He continued to ask her unhurriedly: "Is it on? Your husband wants to To burn charcoal, why open the door?"

Gu Ruoruo panicked in an instant, she even forgot to cry, and stammered, "Maybe it was a small opening, I don't know, I just got home, and when I came back, I saw that he was dead..."

Speaking of this, Gu Ruoruo suddenly came to her senses. She opened her eyes wide and raised her head to pretend to be confused: "Officer, what do you mean... this is a murder case, would anyone want to kill my husband?"

She sat on the chair in a daze, a layer of sweat quickly broke out on her forehead, and then she thought of something, and suddenly clenched the tissue in her hand.

If he was right, it was indeed a murder.

Thinking of this, Xing Yunhai put on his gloves: "Sorry, our police will find out the truth."