Someone has a crush on Forensic Gu

Li Meng took a big bite of the fritters, and swallowed the soy milk in a daze: "The autopsy report said that the child had an accident an hour after eating, and the proprietress said that the child had dinner at 7:9 in the evening, when the girl had just finished school." When I came back, I asked the girl to feed the child, and after feeding the child at about eight o'clock, the time of death should be around [-] o'clock in the evening."

Wang Yue, the criminal police officer who checked the monitoring, kept yawning at the display screen: "The last time the child appeared on the monitoring screen was at 7:40 p.m. until the child's body was found. During this period, only 5 people entered the kitchen. The boss and the boss's wife , the little girl, the client looking for the toilet, the client calling the police, and, besides, no one else in between came out during that time..."

Li Meng only felt dizzy: "After a night of interrogation, there was no progress. The customer who was looking for the toilet had no chance of committing the crime. He had been drinking beer with his friends, and the suspicion has been ruled out. The customer who called the police is even less likely. He went in. At that time, the child was already dead. The most suspicious boss and the boss’s wife insisted that they had been taking the barbecue test and didn’t know anything. What does she know?"

"A 12-year-old child can already distinguish right from wrong, good from evil, and suspicion cannot be ruled out."

Gu Yuan appeared behind the two wearing a black mid-length windbreaker, with his hands in his pockets, with a posture of repelling others thousands of miles away. His skin was dazzlingly white, his spirit looked good, and his lips were also bloody. The eyes under the curled eyelashes were too gloomy, making the whole person cold.

"It's true to say that, but when I was 12 years old, I was still in mecha toys. How could I have so many evil intentions...Give me 1 guts, and I wouldn't dare to commit crimes, let alone my own. My own brother committed a crime..."

Gu Yuan suddenly sneered: "Hmph, that's because you have never been in touch with it. Sometimes children's hearts are much more sinister than adults, and they are the best at taking advantage of adults' sympathy..."

The two big men in front of him shivered subconsciously, and Li Meng put down the soy milk in his hand: "Gu Fayi, have you had breakfast? There is soy milk on the table over there, it's hot."

Gu Yuan glanced at the soy milk on the table: "I won't drink it." After speaking, he turned around coldly and walked to his office.

"Did Forensic Doctor Gu take the initiative to talk to you before?" Wang Yue asked quietly.

Li Meng recalled it for a while, then shook his head: "It's true when you say that, he seems to be like this to everyone."

At this moment, Mo Lin walked into the police station carrying two large bags of sweet desserts, and chatted with the policewoman Meng Lan who was sitting at the door: "You look good today..."

Meng Lan embarrassedly touched her left face, showing a shy gesture: "Is there any, maybe the mask has been applied well recently!"

The corners of Mo Lin's eyes were slightly raised, his eyes were enough to make people dream about things, and his smile was enough to bewitch people's hearts: "I brought some desserts for everyone, please share them with everyone when you are free."

When it comes to food, women can't control their excitement: "Don't worry, Mr. Mo, just leave it to me!"

Mo Lin took a piece of cake from his pocket, and the corner of his mouth raised slightly: "Thank you."

Wang Yue on the opposite side was dumbfounded, and he touched Li Meng's shoulder: "He is also handsome, one has a face of ice, one has a peach face, one is cold and the other is hot, basically covering the tastes of single girls in the police station, What about us?"

Li Meng just put down the fried sticks in his hand: "What a mess, go pick desserts..."

Wang Yue shook his head, sighed, and wondered how long Teacher Mo was going to stay here. Recently, he couldn't make an appointment with Menglan for dinner, so he stared at Teacher Mo all day long...

Mo Lin knocked on the door of Gu Yuan's office, and the voice of the person inside was as cold as ever: "Come in."

Pushing open the door, I saw Gu Yuan frantically typing on the keyboard in front of the laptop without even raising his head.

Mo Lin put the exquisite cake on his table, then walked to the opposite sofa, picked up a book called "Emotional Violence" on the table, he simply flipped through two pages and probably knew that the whole book was about What, put it back again.

This book is a book that teaches people to recognize verbal violence.

At this time, Gu Yuan finally raised his head and glanced at him: "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing serious. I just want to tell you in person. From today onwards, I will be the criminal psychology consultant here. We will be regarded as colleagues in the future. Please take care of me."

The corners of Mo Lin's eyes slightly curved, looking at him with a gentle look, with a bit of redundant ambiguity.

Gu Yuan didn't have any special reaction, a simple "um" already represented his attitude.

After a while he closed the laptop: "I'm going to the scene, will you go?"

For Gu Yuan, this is an unprecedented "care".

Mo Lin raised his eyebrows, feeling a bit rare: "Then let's go."

The two entered the garage one after the other. Gu Yuan walked in front. After the door was unlocked, he walked straight to the co-pilot's seat and opened the door, sat on it and began to fasten his seat belt.

Mo Lin looked at the people in the car intently, then handed him the coat in his hand: "Take it."

The people in the car looked at the coat he handed over with distaste, frowned, but finally took it.

On the road, Mo Lin looked straight ahead while driving, and placed two fingers with distinct knuckles on the lower right corner of the steering wheel, adjusting the position of the steering wheel when necessary.

He drove casually, but very steadily. He replaced the car with a new car perfume, which was Gu Yuan's favorite smell, a faint pine fragrance.

"By the way, there is something for you. It's in the storage box in front of you. Take it yourself."

Gu Yuan opened the storage box, and there was a dark blue box inside.

"what is this?"

"The tea that helps sleep is recommended by the elders in the family. I heard that it is very friendly to people with insomnia."

"How do you know I'm insomnia?"

"Guess."

Gu Yuanxin said: You really know how to guess.

He held the corner of the box, and after a long time, he squeezed out two words: "Thank you."

These two words were extremely awkward to him, and he felt even more awkward after saying them.

"You don't need to be so polite, after all, we are very familiar with each other now, aren't we?"

Mo Lin turned his head to look at Gu Yuan who was sitting in the passenger seat, showing a subtle smile.

Gu Yuan's palms tightened, he became inexplicably nervous, his head was still a little dazed, and he didn't know why.

In front is the snack street. Because of what happened last night, there are a lot fewer people eating, so the car can drive in directly. Mo Lin found a place to park, and when he got off the car, he noticed that the Zhouji BBQ where the murder happened was shared with Qiu’s duck neck on the left. A wall, in fact, this is normal, commercial housing is separated by a wall, but the strange thing is the second floor of the commercial housing, it is obvious that the second floor used to be connected, and the decoration style and level of old and new are the same, with only a wooden board in the middle.

Mo Lin: "Boss, why is the second floor of the opposite shop so close?"

The boss is an enthusiastic crowd: "Hey, these two shops were rented out by a boss to open a hot pot restaurant. The second floor is a private room, and the walls are connected. Later, for some reason, the boss stopped doing business, so he transferred the shop. Yes, and then the storefront was divided into two and rented out to other people..."

Mo Lin observed Qiu's duck neck next door, and the shutter door was closed: "Why aren't they open for business?"

"The owner of Qiu's Duck Neck is a single mother who originally sold lo-mei. Seeing that the neighbor's business is doing well, she also wants to open a barbecue restaurant. It's so tiring to open a barbecue restaurant. I can't rest well at night and have to take care of a child. It's not easy. Yes, so I sleep during the day and open at night.”

"That's right, thank you boss."

The two unanimously decided to go to the second floor to check.

There is a short door at the end of the shelf where the sundries are placed. Open the door and you will see the stairs. It is estimated that a door was temporarily installed to prevent the kitchen fume from going to the second floor.

The stairs are made of wooden planks, which are surprisingly narrow. There are a lot of grease deposits on the wooden planks, which are so shiny that they are black. Because of his relatively tall height, Mo Lin bent over to go upstairs, and reminded Gu Yuan by the way: "Be careful, the ground slip."

The second floor is still relatively spacious, and you can vaguely see the shadow of the box of the hot pot restaurant. The space is divided into three small rooms by the wooden structure. The outermost room near the road is slightly larger than the other two. It can be seen that it is the boss and the proprietress. s room.

There is a small bed in the middle room, and two dolls are placed on the head of the bed. It can be seen that it is the room of the eldest daughter. The room near the stairs is piled up with sundries and no one lives in it.

Mo Lin walked into the husband and wife's room, and tapped on the wall separating him from his neighbors, making a hollow drum sound.

In the closet are things for the couple and some children's clothes and toys.

Nothing special was found.

Gu Yuan turned on the light in the girl's room, and what came into view was a celebrity poster. The person on the poster he had seen on TV was none other than Yuan Tongtong, a popular actress.

The poster is pasted on the wooden wall shared with the neighbors. A table on the right is against the wall, and there are lamps and textbooks. The textbook is open, and it is still in the state of last night. The math problem is half written, and the last symbol has not been written yet. whole.

There is a palm-sized photo frame hanging above the table. On it is a happy group photo of a family of four taken in a photo studio. The youngest child in the picture seems to be one year old, and it seems that the photo was taken not long ago.

On the right side of the table is a small bed against the corner, about 1.2 meters wide, with clean green sheets and neatly folded quilts.

Gu Yuan carefully observed the ground. The cement floor was fairly clean. He turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone and observed carefully, and found that there were scratches on the ground. The trash can was clean and there was no bag on it.

Mo Lin: "Is there a problem?"

Gu Yuan: "There should be something wrong with this girl, look for blood in this room."

"Let the trace inspection team take a closer look, let's go down first."

The trace inspection team inspected the second floor for a long time, but found no blood stains. Yan Ji of the trace inspection team said to the two: "The traces on the ground are very new. We have extracted as much residue as possible. It’s clean, so there’s probably nothing to be found, but according to speculation, it’s very likely that it’s a child’s vomit, and it would be great if we could find a towel to wipe the floor.”

"The garbage in this girl's room disappeared, and she never went out, where did the garbage go?"