quarter quotient

Oak said: I blame the ax that split me, but more blame the wooden wedge that grew out of me.

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At 08:30 p.m., the last glimmer of light in the sky has disappeared below the horizon.

However, the good night with a bright moon and few stars did not come as expected. Accompanied by the thick night, several groups of dark cumulonimbus clouds slowly pressed in towards Wanshun District of Yunpan City.

Wang Jingping stood under the door of the unit, staring blankly at the stormy sky. He didn't come back to his senses until the voice-activated lights in the corridor went out.

After pushing his glasses, Wang Jingping put the briefcase in his pocket, took out a shirt from it, put it on the white T-shirt on his upper body, and then buttoned the shirt one by one from top to bottom.

Putting on his shirt, Wang Jing smoothed the corners of his clothes, habitually shook the dust outside the briefcase that was hard to detect with the naked eye, and walked towards the door of the unit.

The lights on the floors were turned on one by one, and Wang Jingping stopped in front of the anti-theft door on the left on the second floor. The dim light hit his thin and slightly stooped back. A huge broken plastic bag trembled and swayed.

He stood at the door without taking out the keys or ringing the doorbell like ordinary people returning home.He just stood like that, and in just two or three seconds, the anti-theft door was pulled open from inside.

Mother Wang Qin turned the wheelchair, stepped back, and stopped in the middle of the living room.Under the watchful eyes of his mother, Wang Jingping hung the briefcase upright on the hanger at the door, and then took off his leather shoes and placed them neatly under the shoe cabinet.

When he turned around, his mother waved to him.Wang Jingping froze for a moment, then walked over.

Wang Qin folded the collar of Wang Jingping's shirt standing upright on one side, and then pressed the collar straight along the folded line with her fingers.

"Teachers should pay attention to their appearance, especially yours is a private school. Which student's family is not rich, powerful and background. These people like to judge people by their appearance. They bought you such an expensive shirt, and you don't dress well. , How do you gain respect from students and parents like this?"

Although Wang Qin's words were neither too fast nor too slow, Wang Jingping didn't have the slightest chance to intervene. He listened silently as usual.

I don't know if it was because he was still wearing the discipline buckle in summer, he suddenly felt suffocated.

Wang Qin patted his son's shoulder, took his time to put his hands back on his legs, and looked at him with satisfaction.

But after a while, her smile froze, and she stretched out her hand suddenly, turned Wang Jingping's cheek to one side abruptly, frowned and said, "Why is your face hurt?"

Wang Jingping hesitated and said, "A few students got into a fight and were accidentally injured. It's okay."

Wang Qin sighed, and muttered in a low voice: "Accidental injury, there's nothing you can do about it. One thing more is worse than one thing less. Those naughty poor students who are paid to go to school all have backgrounds, and families like ours can't afford to provoke them. Head-to-head, hard work It’s not good to lose the job.”

After his mother went to bed, Wang Jingping went into the room and took a bath carefully.

He changed into loose and casual clothes, dried his hair, shaved his beard, took his social security card and mobile phone, and walked towards the gate.

When passing the dining room, the voice of mother Wang Qin suddenly came from the door, and there seemed to be a pair of eyes on the closed bedroom door: "Where are you going so late?"

Wang Jingping stopped and replied, "Yunnan Baiyao is gone. I'll go to the pharmacy to buy it."

The room was quiet for a while, and Wang Qin said again: "Drink the chicken soup on the table before going out."

This tone is beyond reproach.

Reflexively, Wang Jingping reached out and lifted the cover on the dining table. The chicken soup was covered with a thick layer of oil, and his mother insisted that the nutrition was all in this layer of oil.

He frowned, and did not hold his breath as usual to finish the "Chicken Soup of Love" carefully prepared by his mother.Instead, he held the bowl in his hand and put it on the table after a while. The bottom of the bowl hit the wooden table with a dull sound.

Wang Jingping turned to his mother's bedroom with a smile on his lips: "It's over."

The door was opened and then quickly closed, and he ran out of the dark, cage-like corridor without looking back.

……

The next morning, at the Office of the First Squadron of the Wanshun District Criminal Police Brigade.

When Cibin rushed back to the criminal police team from the scene, all the members of the squadron had arrived at the meeting, but they all looked tired.

But it's no wonder they were called back to work on the first day of the holiday just after more than ten days of continuous rotation.

As soon as Cibin sent down the case materials prepared by logistics, the sound of leather shoes hitting the ground came from the corridor outside the house, from far to near.

"Captain Cao."

"Hello, Captain Cao."

"Morning, Captain Cao."

Cao Weiwei put the bright pink thermos cup with strong tea on the conference table with a bang, "What's the matter, this is the first homicide case in the jurisdiction this year! I haven't seen the briefing on the case yet, it has been spread all over the Internet. , the head of the city bureau scolded me, I can't get better!"

Cao Weiwei has just turned [-], with neat short hair and a younger appearance than his actual age.She has a loud voice, but she speaks slowly, and her eyes are clear and energetic under a pair of willow-leaf long eyebrows.After scanning around the room, Cao Weiwei's Sichuan character pattern between his eyebrows became more and more profound.

She patted the table and said, "Come on, your captain is still lying in the hospital, so you can't embarrass him at work."

Chang Yue, the captain of the No. [-] Squadron, was injured on duty and had been away for more than two months. During this period, Cao Weiwei, the captain of the No. [-] Squadron of the Criminal Police Brigade, directly commanded the deployment work.

After listening to Cao Weiwei's words, the police officers in the conference room sat up straight, and gradually regained their tired and sluggish expressions.

Cao Weiwei looked at Cibin, motioning for him to start briefing on the case.

"On July 29rd, a report was received at four o'clock in the morning. The reporter claimed that a dead body was found behind the green belt at the side gate of Binhe Park, Section [-], Hung Hom Road. After investigation and investigation, the information of the deceased is as follows. My mother lives in Yangshan Street, Wanshun District, and is the language teacher and head teacher of Class [-], Grade [-], Chenxing Middle School."

The slide image shows a social security card with a chip, and there is a portrait on the card.

Cibin flipped the page: "The road where the crime occurred was extremely hidden and there was no surveillance. When the body was found, it was in a sitting position leaning against a tree trunk behind the green belt. There were two stab wounds on the left chest, both of which were vertical. , No murder weapon was found at the scene, and no other obvious trauma was found for the time being, the forensic doctor preliminarily determined that it was homicide."

"The body showed no signs of being dragged and moved after death. Judging from the traces at the scene, the place where the body was found should be the scene of the first murder. In addition, the mother of the deceased revealed that she had been unable to contact her since she left home at 09:30 last night to buy medicine. There was a sudden rain on Hung Hom Road at 11:30 in the evening. Judging from the state of the body being soaked by rain, the time of the incident is preliminarily presumed to be between 11:30 last night and [-]:[-] am today. Due to the windshield wipers, there are currently no other obvious clues at the scene , the body has been transported to the forensic room, and the specific autopsy results have not yet come out."

After Cibin finished speaking, he paused and added; "The person who reported the case is a street cleaner, and he has a clear and traceable track of time and witnesses, and the suspicion of the person who reported the case has been preliminarily ruled out."

One of the few slides has turned to the last page, which is a distant photo of the crime scene.

The deceased Wang Jingping bowed his head slightly, his facial skin was pale, his legs were stretched slightly, his arms were hanging on the ground on both sides, his palms were facing upwards, and his fingers were slightly curled up.

If it wasn't for the broken leaves that fell all over his body after the rain, and the maroon blood stains left on the torn part of his jacket, it wouldn't be suspicious if he was a man taking a nap with his eyes closed.

Cao Weiwei retracted his gaze: "There is no murder weapon, no monitoring, and the scene was severely damaged by rain. Except for the verdict of homicide, all other inferences still need to be supported by evidence, which means that there are no clues yet."

Although none of the people in the conference room answered, the contents of the slander were quite different: "It's only a few hours before the reporting time, and it's not like sitting in front of a computer with a keyboard to solve the case, how can it be so fast!"

However, being directly led by Cao Weiwei for more than two months, everyone is used to her routine. Even if she is mean, most of the time she just complains habitually.

Sure enough, Cao Weiwei's side did not wait for any reaction from everyone, and began to deploy work in an orderly manner.

"Before five o'clock this afternoon, find out all the information about the deceased, including asset flow, communications, interpersonal relationships, social networking, daily entertainment, and related backgrounds. In addition, starting from the preliminary determination of death time, the deceased's every minute and every second within 48 hours The movement must be mastered.”

"Cibin, go to Chenxing Middle School."

Cibin: "Got it, Captain Cao."

"Chai Lu went to investigate electronic equipment, assets and network social data."

Chai Lu: "Okay, Captain Cao."

"Deng, Deng..."

Deng Deng is a newcomer who has just been admitted, with the unique wit and drive of young people, but his personality is a little slippery and out of tune.

Cao Weiwei actually doesn't have a big opinion on him, but every time he is called by his name, he feels awkward, Cao Weiwei frowned and said: "Well, the little stool will go to urge the trace inspection first, and when you come back, let's see who is Cibin or Yin Hao. Willing to take you with me."

Deng Deng shrugged: "Cha, the little stool has to be ordered."

Everyone couldn't help laughing, the corner of Cao Weiwei's mouth twitched, she gave Deng Deng a sideways look and suppressed her smile, for fear of destroying the cold image of her iron-blooded boss.

After calming down, Cao Weiwei came back to his senses and said while looking around: "Have the family members of the deceased arrived? If not, Yin Hao will go and pick them up. After identifying the body, we will have a routine questioning."

"Where is Yin Hao?"

Cao Weiwei was also woken up by the phone in the early morning, and rushed to the criminal police team in a daze.

This Yin Hao is a graduate student who just graduated from OUHK the year before. He is a native of Beijing. According to common sense, it is better to stay in Beijing to develop.But for some reason, he chose to be transferred from Beijing to the criminal police squadron in Yunpan City, a second-tier city.

Some people think that Yin Hao has a background in Yunpan City, but after getting along for several months, everyone finds that he doesn't even know anyone in this city, let alone a backer who can help him take a shortcut and get promoted quickly.

Others speculated that he was a showman with good grades in school, but he might just be a middle-of-the-road person in practice.I can't eat hard, can't take risks, I just want to find a city without pressure to eat public food step by step without wind or waves.

However, this guess was soon denied. Yin Hao not only has solid professional knowledge, but also has excellent hard work, not to mention his work attitude, which seems to be beaten all day.

In a sudden public safety accident last month, criminals drove into pedestrians and caught up with Yin Hao passing by.At that time, the police officers who received the police had not yet arrived, so Yin Hao used the shared bicycle to force the gangster's out-of-control car to a stop, and then fought with the gangster with the murder weapon with his bare hands and subdued him.

The bureau gave him a personal second-class merit record.

This matter was also on the hot search, and Yin Hao was named the most handsome criminal policeman in Yunpan City overnight by thousands of boys and girls. Netizens from all walks of life wore vests and left messages under the hot search to make jokes: "Please, this policeman!" Brother, arrest me immediately!"

Cao Weiwei selfishly thought that such an excellent police officer should not be absent from work and play tricks.

Sure enough, Ci Bin said: "The mother of the deceased is unable to move. I asked Yin Hao to go directly to the deceased's home from the scene of the crime. After receiving the person, I went to the forensic room to identify the body."

Cao Weiwei said solemnly: "Tell Yin Hao, no matter whether he is betraying his lust or coercion, he must let Diao Zhuzhu issue the autopsy report today. I think from Diao Zhuzhu's side, his words are more useful than mine."

These words were so shocking, Ci Bin opened his mouth for a while and didn't know how to respond, but fortunately, a short knock on the door relieved his encirclement, and then someone pushed the door open and entered.

The visitor was tall and straight, with slender limbs, and walked quickly. Because of his height, he subconsciously lowered his head when he passed the old-fashioned wooden door of the meeting room.

Yin Hao put a large bag of breakfast in his hand on the conference table, and looked at Cao Weiwei with a smile: "Captain Cao, the mother of the deceased has confirmed the identity of the deceased. I asked Sister Zhang to stay with her in the inquiry room. Please give me instructions." , who will be arranged for questioning?"

Cao Weiwei was teasing Diao Zhuzhu a moment ago, but now he looked at Yin Hao's handsome smiling face, and instantly felt no chest tightness and no shortness of breath.

She said: "Since you picked her up, you are in charge of the questioning."

Yin Hao responded, Dang even turned around and went out.

Cao Weiwei called him back: "If you are in a hurry, sit down and finish your breakfast first. If you don't eat enough, where will you get the strength to work?"

As soon as the words fell, several people who were already hungry rushed forward.

Cibin handed the briefing of the case to Yin Hao while eating. Yin Hao put down the hamburger in his hand after flipping through a few pages, and said solemnly: "Captain Cao, the family just finished identifying the body, and Sister Zhuzhu revealed an autopsy information in advance."

Cao Weiwei nodded while drinking soy milk, motioning for Yin Hao to continue talking.

Yin Hao said: "The victim's tongue was cut off from the root after death, and a sunflower was stuffed in the throat."

The police officers in the conference room all raised their heads in surprise, and the lines of Sichuan characters between Cao Weiwei's eyebrows deepened: "What's the matter, it seems that we have something to say, so let's brainstorm and express our opinions."

Ci Bin said: "Behaviors such as stuffing things and cutting tongues indicate that the murderer has specific emotions that need to be vented. The probability of such strong emotions being generated by random strangers is extremely low, and the murderer has a high probability of knowing the victim and has a feud."

Yin Hao nodded in agreement: "Except for two knife wounds, there are no other wounds on the body, and there are no defensive wounds on the arms and other parts, which shows that the victim has no defense against the murderer, and he did not expect the other party to hurt him at all."

Although the others didn't speak much, they all listened carefully. Only Chai Lu, who was sitting in the corner, swiped her phone, frowned and shook her head.

Cao Weiwei cleared his throat and said, "Why are you talking about Chai Lu and shaking your head? Is it because we are too noisy to prevent you from playing with your mobile phone?"

Chai Lu stuck out her tongue, smiled embarrassingly, and handed the phone to Cao Weiwei: "Well, Captain Cao, I usually read novels occasionally, but the premise is after work. What Yin Hao just said about the characteristics of the victim's body, I have seen the same description in this novel. It is really a coincidence that he was also stabbed to death, his tongue was cut off after death, and a sunflower was stuffed in his throat."

Chai Lu paused for a moment, and then said: "But it's not exactly the same. In the book, the murderer carved an Arabic numeral 1 on the palm of the left hand of the deceased."

Before Cao Weiwei could speak, Yin Hao had already started looking at the photos in the briefing. After a while, he raised his head solemnly and passed the photos over.

"Captain Cao, Wang Jingping also has a similar wound on his palm."

In the photo, there is indeed an imperceptible linear wound in the palm of the deceased's slightly curled left hand. If Chai Lu hadn't mentioned it, it would be difficult to connect it with the number "1" at first glance.

After Cao Weiwei looked at the photo carefully, he turned his eyes back to the phone screen: "The girl in the burning flower field."

Chai Lu: "This is the title of the book. The content of the article is about revenge, but for some reason, the author deleted the second half of the article."

Cao Weiwei: "Xiao Jiu."

Chai Lu looked excited: "This is the author's pen name. I used to be fascinated by this author. I once asked an old fan about him. Xiao Jiu seems to be a native of Yunpan City and a male author."

Cao Weiwei handed the phone to Chai Lu: "Check the author's fans to see if there is any suspicious person related to the victim. Yin Hao, after you ask the work, go talk to this Xiaojiu and verify his identity at the time of the crime. trend."

Just as Deng Deng was about to say something, he was interrupted by Cao Weiwei raising his hand.

Cao Weiwei took a look at Deng Deng: "Criminal investigation work is different from acting in movies. In actual work, it is more boring to investigate and verify. We don't make conclusions in advance, we only use evidence to speak, but every doubt and coincidence can't be ignored. Let it go. Alright, breakfast is ready, everyone should do whatever they want."

Everyone stood up one after another and walked out the door.

Cao Weiwei slowly called to Chai Lu: "Xiao Lu, what do you mean by Tanmei?"

Everyone stopped and looked at Chai Lu as if they were watching a good show.But there was one exception, Yin Hao just paused, then walked away calmly.

Chai Lu winked her eyebrows, she was tongue-tied for a while, and then said: "Captain Cao, that danmei, what danmei means is that men have sex with men."

Cao Weiwei pursed his lips, and raised his eyebrows thoughtfully: "A male author, writing novels about men and men..."

The little stool suddenly caught up, and said inscrutably, "Then this Xiaojiu is probably bent."

Chai Lu looked at Yin Hao's back, shook her head and said, "Yin Hao is a natural talent in the circle, dangerous!"