Criminal evidence

It was four o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun outside was still dazzling.

As soon as the door was pushed open, a wave of heat came oncoming, almost knocking people down.

Originally, Ma Yue came to pick him up in a police car, but Lu Qinghe happily thought that he could finally go back to the office to rest for a while.

Unexpectedly, before I even had time to put one leg into the car, I heard Shen Changyan say.

"Lu Qinghe, follow me to the hospital."

"Ah?" Lu Qinghe was surprised, he asked, "What are you going to the hospital for?"

"Look at the situation of that child." Shen Changyan stood in the shade, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and asked, "Why, you don't want to go?"

"..." Lu Qinghe closed the car door silently, he squeezed and said with a smile, "I really want to go."

He gritted his teeth when he said this, but Shen Changyan just pretended not to hear.

The smell of disinfectant in the hospital was still particularly strong and bitter, which made Lu Qinghe's entire respiratory tract uncomfortable.

Just as he turned his back and coughed twice, the door of the consulting room in front of him was pushed open.

A female doctor with gold-rimmed glasses came out holding the child.

"Are you the child's family?"

"I'm a policeman." Shen Changyan said after showing his ID, "We sent this child over."

The female doctor hesitated, she took a step back sideways holding the child, avoiding the hand that Shen Changyan stretched out.

Due to the people's enthusiasm for infants and young children and their vigilance against human traffickers, unfortunately, after Lu Qinghe and Shen Changyan showed their police IDs on the same day, this was the second time that the police from the area were called in.

Fortunately, luckily, the person who came back was Zhang Yan, so they avoided the fate of being forcibly taken back to the police station for the second time.

"What a coincidence, Captain Shen, seeing you again."

Lu Qinghe was so tired that he didn't even have the desire to strike up a conversation, so he only slandered a few words in his heart at this moment.

"Yes, yes, what a coincidence."

The female doctor was not at all embarrassed. After confirming the identities of the two policemen, she just pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose with one hand and said.

"Sorry, this child's situation is a bit special. We doctors should also be responsible. Since you are a policeman, come in with me."

Shen Changyan stood there like a mute.

Lu Qinghe had no choice but to respond with a smile, "Understanding, a responsible doctor is a good doctor."

After finishing speaking, he gave her a thumbs up.

The female doctor ignored Lu Qinghe, just gave him a blank look, then turned around and opened the door of her consulting room.

There are many desks in the office, and the female doctor's desk is in the innermost place by the window.

Shen Changyan and Lu Qinghe followed the people in, and the female doctor sat down with the medical report and said.

"The child is very ill."

Flipping two pages of paper with his fingers, he said, "It has been confirmed that it is pneumonia. At present, it is recommended that you arrange for the child to be admitted to the hospital as soon as possible. The large rash on the body is eczema caused by the hot weather. You should pay attention to the cleanliness and hygiene of the child. The comfort of the garment and the thinness that suits the season."

"I'm more concerned about how her hand was broken."

Shen Changyan interrupted.

The female doctor gave him a displeased look, and when she was about to turn back to speak, Lu Qinghe hurriedly said softly.

"We have written down what you said, but we are not the parents of the child, we are the criminal police. We are more concerned about the degree of injury when handling the case. As for the thickness of the clothes and the cleanliness of the child, we will try our best to convey it to the follow-up Take over whoever is in charge of the children."

Only then did the female doctor bear her anger and did not attack.

"The child's hand is what I want to focus on with you."

Lu Qinghe listened attentively.

Although Shen Changyan had roughly determined in his heart that the child's arm was artificially damaged, they still needed a professional to give a definite answer.

Fortunately, the judgment was correct, the next sentence of the female doctor was.

"According to the fracture and cut surface, the child's arm was cut off artificially, and the injury was not treated in time, so there is a certain degree of infection."

A little baby who is just over one year old and still in the swaddle.

Before Lu Qinghe had time to utter a bad word, Shen Changyan got up from his seat with a "crack".

"Immediately go through the admission procedures for the child, and temporarily stay in the hospital to observe the condition. Lu Qinghe, you go back to the city bureau and arrange for people to interrogate the woman detained this afternoon in turn. You must ask where she is from and how the child got into her hands. Zhang Yan, inform the police in your jurisdiction to conduct an investigation around the entrance of the alley to see if there are any people begging with disabled children in their arms, and if found, immediately initiate a follow-up investigation."

A wave of unrest, a wave of up again.

The previous case of rape and murder of a girl hadn't been found out yet, but now there is another case of child abduction and trafficking.

Shen Changyan said that he would go back to look for clues about the girl case, and temporarily parted ways with Lu Qinghe.

Lu Qinghe was so tired, so tired, his tired hairline could hardly bear it anymore.

"Brother Lu, hasn't that woman been recruited yet?"

Walking back to the Municipal Bureau from the hospital in the afternoon, Lu Qinghe has been fighting wits and courage with the woman captured at the entrance of the vegetable market in the interrogation room.

From six o'clock in the afternoon to ten o'clock in the evening, he didn't even drink his saliva.

Hearing someone asking at this time, he leaned on the back of his chair and shook his head and said, "If I hadn't heard her talk this afternoon, I would have wondered if this woman is dumb."

"Brother Ma went in again?"

"Yeah." Lu Qinghe closed his eyes, and he nodded in despair, "Why haven't you got off work yet?"

"Damn, there are so many cases these days, Team Shen can't wait to dispatch the traffic police team together, so we don't have time to steal."

Speaking of this, Lu Qinghe sat up straight again and asked.

"Where's Team Shen?"

"I don't know, maybe I'll go back to rest after finishing my work. It's almost eleven o'clock."

Lu Qinghe thought about it too, so he dragged his tired body to stand up again.

When he went downstairs to the shed to pick up his bicycle, he saw Shen Changyan's bicycle was still placed next door, and he reached out to touch the cushion, with the hot and dry temperature unique to summer.

It has been a long time since I turned back in the middle of the night like this, the quiet and lonely "squeak" of the bicycle chain ringing.

Shen Changyan hadn't come back yet, Lu Qinghe stood upstairs looking at the closed and dark window in a daze for a while.

"Is there any progress on the case?"

The uncle who was still lying at the desk in the reception room, reading the newspaper with the incandescent lamp on and wearing glasses, greeted the staff of their criminal investigation detachment with the same sentence every day.

Lu Qinghe waved tiredly, and walked upstairs, "Nothing."

There is no tone of voice at all, and I can't wait to lie down on the spot.

The old man pushed the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, and only shouted hard behind him, "Come on."

"What fuel to add, come on."

As soon as Lu Qinghe entered the room, he plunged into his bed.

He felt a little bored for no reason, probably because he was tired.

After a few seconds of emptying his mind, he slowly regained his thoughts, and belatedly smelled the faint smell of washing powder coming from the sheets and quilt.

It smells like gardenia.

Now I should go to the top floor and take back the set of bedding that I dried yesterday, and then wash Shen Changyan's things and return them to him.

Lu Qinghe thought so in his head, but his body seemed to be bound by the bed, he couldn't move at all.

Staring in a daze, he fell asleep with a nightmare, and the nightmare was really too scary.

In the dream, he was a father, holding a two-year-old child in his arms. Later, the child was snatched from him. No matter how much he cried or shouted, he could not get it back. Then he resigned and traveled all over the country with his bags on his back. , Later, he found the child with great difficulty, only to find that the child's hands and feet had been cut off, and he was lying under the overpass as a beggar.

Lu Qinghe was very sad, he saw a figure in a trance, and he yelled softly.

"son."

Shen Changyan turned his head and looked at him, "When did you have a son?"

Lu Qinghe, "!?"

In the next second, Lu Qinghe hugged the quilt and jumped up from the bed. He pointed at Shen Changyan who was sitting in front of his desk and shouted, "You, you, when did you come in?"

It's already dawn, and it's rare for the morning heat to fade away, and some cool wind blows.

Shen Changyan flipped through the notebook in front of him and said, "You left the door open when you came back last night."

"Oh." Lu Qinghe was about to sit down, thinking something was wrong, "No, I'm asking why you are in my room."

Shen Changyan said, "I came back too late yesterday, and I left the door key in the office. I wanted to go back to get it, but I passed by and saw that you didn't close the door, so I just came in to make do for the night."

But in fact, the unit dormitory is full of single beds, and Lu Qinghe sleeps very badly, so he can't even sleep with Shen Changyan.

So he tentatively asked, "Then you, didn't sleep all night yesterday?"

Shen Changyan said, "I lay down on the table for a while."

"Oh." Lu Qinghe nodded, and then he got up from the bed, "It's only six o'clock, why don't you come to my bed for another two hours of sleep?"

"No need." Shen Changyan said, "Is your kennel a place where people can sleep?"

"Why is my kennel not... Bah, why is my bed not a place for people to sleep in."

"You can sweep the floor if you have nothing to do." Shen Changyan didn't answer, he just said, "I don't even know how your room fell."

It is true that Lu Qinghe does not have a clean personality, but he is not as obsolete as Shen Changyan said.

He retorted, "Isn't my room pretty nice? It's well arranged. No... No, you cleaned my room?"

Lu Qinghe looked at the clean ground in disbelief.

Without raising his head, Shen Changyan said, "Don't get me wrong, I just swept the floor and put away the debris on your table and the clothes thrown on the chair."

Lu Qinghe didn't misunderstand when he thought about it.

What's more, he is only as big as a palm, except that he can't move when he is asleep on the bed, and this is only the table and chairs.

Lu Qinghe scratched his hair, but didn't say anything, he just wondered if he should get up now, but why did he get up?

It's still a little early for work.

Is it possible to stare at Shen Changyan with him?

"If you feel tired, you can sleep a little longer."

It's just that Shen Changyan spoke first before he finished tangling.

It's rare for this guy to be so humane, Lu Qinghe couldn't help but secretly laughed for a while, and said politely, "It's not very tired."

After finishing speaking, he was ready to lie down, but Shen Changyan's next sentence was just one sentence.

"Get up if you're not tired. I just sorted out the current situation of these two cases. You can help me analyze and give some advice."

Lu Qinghe froze, Shen Changyan looked back at him.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing." Lu Qinghe got up from the bed, cursing his cheap mouth silently in his heart, "I'll come as soon as I wash my face."

After speaking, he got up and put on his shoes, and went to the corner to get his washbasin and towel, thinking that his clothes were all wet with sweat, so he was going to get a clean short-sleeve again.

As a result, as soon as he opened the closet door, he was so shocked by the neat clothes in the closet that he couldn't keep his mouth shut.

Lu Qinghe didn't feel that he didn't like hygiene, he just lived a little rough, the room was very messy, but it was definitely not dirty.

Although compared with Shen Changyan's cleanliness, his place is indeed called a kennel.

But that guy came back so late last night and helped him tidy up his closet?

Lu Qinghe was a little surprised, he turned his head and saw Shen Changyan was still buried in front of his desk writing something earnestly.

White shirt, black trousers, clean hair that was slightly blown by the wind outside the window, the sycamore branches were shaking by the window, Shen Changyan's back was strong and straight.

Lu Qinghe thought again, and remembered Shen Changyan, who was in the same room as him doing math problems 15 years ago.

The memories of the past were frozen for a moment, and Shen Changyan at that time was as quiet and beautiful as a painting with oil paint on it.