appendix!Closing report

When he arrived at the courtyard, Xin Jian went straight to the old director.

There were some things that Chen Rui didn't explain clearly to him when he was here before, but now he's stumped, and he always understands what needs to be understood.

You can't even know how you died when the time comes.

Fu Zhi rushed to the cafeteria without losing the opportunity. When Xin Jian came out of the director's office and found the cafeteria again, Fu Zhi was gnawing on the ribs.

The seat next to it was empty as usual, and the meal had already been packed.

The other colleagues who were eating nearby waved when they saw him: "Xin Jian, come here, the meal in your house is ready, so virtuous!"

Xin Jian smiled, but Fu Zhi didn't lift his head.

Speaking of the relationship between the two of them, it's actually a bit inexplicable when I look back.

Fu Zhi arrived at this procuratorate earlier than Xin Jian. He was asked to come by the director as soon as he graduated, because his grades in school were very good. At that time, the professor and tutor who brought him happened to be an acquaintance of the old director, so he mentioned it two or three times. , I also took care of it.As for Xin Jian, he used to work in the local procuratorate, and the count of his great achievements is very inspirational, because a case needs to cooperate with the court to help for a period of time, and it is logical that he was excluded by the chief prosecutor and stayed.

And the two of them didn't realize that they were schoolmates until they knew each other for half a year.

They graduated from the same university, but they didn't meet at all in school, let alone say a word.

In theory, they should have attended the same class, but I don't have any impression.

But maybe because of this origin, Xin Jian, who usually doesn't like to make friends with people, unexpectedly likes to go to Fu Zhi. After a long time, a pattern gradually formed. One of the seats must be reserved for the other, and everyone in the cafeteria would rather squeeze a table with other people than be inserted between the two of them and be ignored.

Fu Zhi's character is too lazy, he doesn't care about anything, Xin Jian ignores people most of the time, it's really not a good experience to get together with them.

Xin Jian looked down at his meal, a little strange: "Where's the ribs?"

The person next to him raised his head and raised the pork ribs he was eating happily: "The last one."

After speaking, he raised his eyebrows nervously.

Xin Jian was taken aback for a moment, and then without any psychological pressure, he picked up the remaining piece in Fu Zhi's lunch box and stuffed it in his mouth.

"I took a bite." Fu Zhi resented.

Xin Jian, who had easily managed to spit out the bones, just tilted his head indifferently, and habitually stretched out his right hand to the back of Fu Zhi's neck and pinched it.The pinched person froze all over, unable to speak out what he wanted to say.

Seeing this, Xin Jian raised a smug smile in satisfaction.

The person next to them looked at them and shook their heads helplessly.

In this world, one thing is one thing, no one can understand why a person like Xin Jian would stalk Fu Zhi, who is not very good at anything, and no one can understand Fu Zhi's feeling of being squeezed. What kind of mentality is it.

Probably in response to an old saying.

One is willing to fight, the other is willing to suffer!

Sure enough, Qian Zhen took the initiative to contact Xin Jian a day later, but at night, after nine o'clock.

The two made an appointment for a time and a place to meet, and then Xin Jian ran to the dormitory and pulled Fu Zhi up. He was pulled up right after he fell asleep, causing a look of dissatisfaction with desire.

While driving, Xin Jian looked at Fu Zhi's expression in the rearview mirror and was always amused: "It's like I abused you if you do this."

No clothes.

"You think you don't?"

Angrily throwing back a word, Fu Zhi buttoned his clothes lazily while yawning, then tilted his head, lay down on the back seat and began to sleep again.

Xin Jian slammed on the brakes before the red light.

Almost threw Fu Zhi off his seat.

"Fuck! You're crazy!" Can you drive?

Sitting up in a daze and holding on to the armrest of the car door, Fu Zhi stared at Xin Jian with a pale face.

The driver in front just smiled: "Aren't you sleepy?"

Fu Zhi wished he could grab something and hit Xin Jian's swollen face directly...

The location was chosen by Qian Zhen. It was in a rather remote tea house. When Xin Jian and the others arrived, Qian Zhen was already waiting, and saw the two beckoning.

Walking over, Xin Jian glanced left and right: "Zhuang Yiwei didn't come?"

I thought they must be together.

At his words, Qian Zhen's face darkened: "That kind of villain won't get involved."

If they were on the same front, why would he go to the archives room while Zhuang Yiwei was still in the criminal investigation brigade?

Xin Jian didn't answer, just sat down as told, Fu Zhi huddled inside, the hot tea made his glasses foggy, he took off the napkin next to him and kept wiping his glasses.

Qian really didn't have much time, so he didn't waste any more time exchanging pleasantries: "Who asked you to take charge of this case?"

"There's no way to answer this question for you." Xin Jian didn't go around in circles either.

Qian Zhen was taken aback, a little dissatisfied, he looked back and forth at Xin Jian for a long time, and finally swallowed his words.

After a while, he said again: "The case of Wu Shiguo was originally ours..." After saying one sentence, he felt a little wrong, Qian Zhen frowned, and changed his personal name: "I took the case with Zhuang Yiwei, but the evidence collection The process was very difficult. Wu Shiguo’s semen was clearly found on the victim’s body at first, but later the laboratory claimed that the appraisal product was contaminated, and the appraisal result was invalidated. But at that time, the victim’s body was cremated, so how can we reappraise it? We thought a lot at that time I went back to the scene of the crime several times, and finally searched all the evidence. The witnesses proved that he died in a car accident. At first, Yu Bo confessed that he and Wu Shiguo committed the crime together. When he went to the court, he retracted his confession and said that he killed himself in a car accident. The victim, Wu Shiguo, did not participate in the implementation process." At this point, Qian Zhen thumped the table: "Fuck! In the end, he was sentenced to inaction!"

Then he was transferred from the criminal investigation team.

Xin Jian didn't answer the conversation immediately after listening, but remembered the few words the old director left him when he went to see the director.

"I can't tell you anything, and I can't tell you anything. You should investigate this case with your heart, but try your best. Don't be too forceful. No one can provide you with substantive help. You have to rely solely on yourself."

Obviously, there are a lot of people involved in this case.

But these people cannot show their faces.

As a prosecutor, in fact, the real complexity of the work does not lie in sorting out the case, but in how you can get the result you want in a very complicated environment.

The plots shown on TV are just the whims of the screenwriters.

The reality is far from being as simple and beautiful as these four words.

After taking a sip of tea, Xin Jian heaved a sigh of relief: "That is to say, there is no new evidence to be unearthed in this case?"

"Yes." Qian Zhen's attitude is quite firm: "But you need to find it by yourself."

He can't use his strength now if he wants to. As for Zhuang Yiwei, he doesn't need to think about it at all...

Fu Zhi listened to Qian Zhen and glanced at Xin Jian who was next to him, and the latter happened to turn his head to look at him too, their eyes collided, they exchanged and then separated.