"Give up," he said with a smile like that, "you can't catch me."
Cai Lin ignored him. After a while, the phone rang suddenly, and the ringtone was very clear in the small space. He picked it up, "How about Director Wang?!"
Everyone's breathing stopped for a moment, the air was suddenly pressurized, and it was so quiet that a needle fell on the ground and could hear——
"The trace DNA sample extracted from the gap between the victim's front teeth is compared with the suspect's DNA sample." Director Wang's voice on the phone paused before solemnly said: "The sequencing results show that the two cannot match."
"——Li Hongxi was not the murderer who killed Gao Ling."
·
Director Wang hung up his phone, raised his head, and looked at Bu Chonghua who was sitting on the bench.
The physical and chemical analysis room does not need to be on night shifts, the corridors are empty, and the lighting lamps reflect a fuzzy blue light on the white walls and floor tiles. Wang Jiuling sighed and patted Bu Chonghua's shoulder. Before he had time to say anything, Bu Chonghua blocked his arm and said hoarsely, "Go and run the DNA database."
Wang Jiuling said with a rare good temper: "Yes, I will send someone to run tomorrow morning. But you should be mentally prepared. Running DNA is not the same as running fingerprint library. There are only 24 STR loci we can support now. The number of chromosome loci is less than 11, and the total amount of data has increased significantly, resulting in a much higher probability of random matching of unrelated individuals than before; and we do not support kinship comparison for the time being. If the murderer is to be caught from the database, then This person must have committed a crime before, and after committing a crime, he must also leave a sufficient amount of DNA samples. All the points must be accurately matched to produce a result, so you..."
Bu Chonghua interrupted abruptly: "Go running now, don't delay for a minute, I called the city bureau to let them go through the procedure overnight."
The two looked at each other for a long time, and Director Wang stopped talking.
But Bu Chonghua's eyes were extremely calm, and he pointed towards the morgue: "The little girl lying on the dissection table has been ignored, bullied, insulted, and may even have been strong since she was born| Rape. She fought time and time again to go to school, planned to work and earn money again and again, and came to the big city with her poor luggage, rented in the shabby urban village shanty town, but was finally caught in the flood tunnel under the rainstorm. The murderer smashed the occipital bone with stones, choked his neck to cover his nose and mouth, and suffocated to death. After his death, he was given the notoriety of prostitution and blackmail.
"The murderer is 180 to 184 tall and weighs at least 80 kilograms, while Gao Ling is only 160. The power balance is very different. The last thing she could do before she was alive was to bite each other hard with her teeth, causing us to extract from the gap between the teeth. That little bit of residual DNA." Bu Chonghua looked directly at Director Wang, his voice low: "Even if the probability is low, even if I pursue it to the end of the world, I will catch the person who killed her."
"All the resistances in her short seventeen years have failed. I will never let her last resistance fail again."
It was obviously so calm that there was almost no ups and downs, but it echoed for a long time in the empty corridor in the middle of the night.
In the shadow on the other side of the corner, Wu Yu leaned back against the cold wall, clicked a cigarette, and let out a long breath of smoke.
If you look from the direction of the stairs, the night sky outside the window is quiet, thousands of houses in the distance are illuminated, and the Four Mile River is surging towards the sea; Bu Chonghua sits on a bench against the wall, his backlit side face is as sharp and deep as a stone carving; and Wu Yu is quiet Standing in the darkness on the other side, half of his face faced the faint light farther away, shrouded in a curl of cigarettes, and the 90-degree angle seemed to be separated into two worlds by light and shadow.
The clock on the wall was ticking, and the lights in the half-floor office of the Technical Department were bright and dim, dim and bright.
Suddenly a rush of footsteps came from the stairs: "Bu Chonghua!"
Wang Jiuling, who had gone back and forth, hurried downstairs, looking tired and unable to conceal his excitement. The meteor came and flashed a few pieces of paper in front of him. It was too late to even make a showy hum. The first thing to do was:
"Your kid is lucky, you don't have to go to the ends of the world!"
Bu Chonghua snatched the comparison results, and the imprisoned photo of a man with a horoscope eyebrow and a small flat head came into view.
"Now, look: Gao Baokang, 24 years old, has been in jail for rape| rape for four years. After he was released from prison, he lived in the Pinghai Development Zone of Jinhai City. The sequencing results accurately matched the murderer's DNA extracted from Gao Ling's mouth! how about it?"
Bu Chonghua slapped the paper into Director Wang's arms: "Catch someone!"
Oooooooooooo-
The four police cars flashed red and blue lights, their sirens pierced the night sky, all swept around and rushed out of the gate of the Nancheng Sub-bureau, and merged into the traffic late at night in the main city.
"Gao Baokang, who graduated from high school, his parents both opened mahjong stalls in the county below, and loved this only son thousands of times. He succeeded in raising a waste of nothing to eat or not enough. Since childhood, he collected protection fees for fighting and making troubles. I don’t know how many times to the police station. I finally couldn’t study in high school, so I just mixed up at home. My parents went to great lengths to send him to Jinhai relatives to find a job. In the end, he was gambling and engaged in pyramid schemes. Nine-year-old is fully criminally responsible, come! Go to jail non-stop, look at how efficient people are!
"Who is his relative?" Bu Chonghua asked while driving.
"My aunt, I married a husband and started a small company in the development zone. From the file, it looks like a textbook-style demon who helps my brother, digging my heart for my brother and my nephew. I want to dig out my husband’s family. Gao Baokang goes to jail. Soon my husband divorced her with the child." Cai Lin was ripping through the transcript from another car from the Bluetooth car, and suddenly said: "Wait — yes, I remarried last year! Okay. The buns and dogs will last forever, and the ancients will not deceive me!"
"?" Wu Yu who was sitting on the co-pilot lowered his head and ate the steamed stuffed buns and gave a pause.
Bu Chonghua looked ahead, took out the thermos cup from the car door and threw it into his arms: "The house he lives in now belongs to his aunt?"
"Yes, I have confirmed with the Pinghai District Police Station. After he was released from prison, this man showed no signs of modification. He is still a sneaky owner. The day before the 502nd case, he was taken home once because of throwing a bottle downstairs." On the other side, Cai Lin snapped the case file and said: "The boss has no worries, he has already greeted the police station and sent someone to guard him, go in and catch it!"
"..." Wu Yu took the thermos cup, and after hesitating for a long time, finally opened the cover, and the hot smell of "imported milk powder" came to his face.
Gao Baokang lives in a semi-open old community, close to the main road outside the gate, and there is a clear roar from vehicles going back and forth. The police siren was turned off after getting off the highway. The blue-and-white police cars roared into the community and stopped downstairs. Bu Chonghua got out of the car neatly and nodded a few people: "You guys surround the unit building, Zhang Xiaoli guarded the gate of the community and don't let people come in and out casually. The rest of the people follow me up. Did you bring the door breaker?"ωωω.999xs.co\m\
Zhang Xiaoli won a rare wink, and immediately drew the tool from the trunk: "Take it!"
Bu Chonghua glanced at the corner of his eye and saw that there was no one around, he took the door breaker from Zhang Xiaoli, leaned slightly closer, and whispered from his teeth:
"If you put irrelevant personnel on the scene again this time..."
Zhang Xiaoli's cold hair shrugged: "Yes...yes! Yes!"
Zhang Xiaoli slipped like a hare with prolapsed anus. Bu Chonghua turned around and ran into Wu Yu who was passing around from the other side of the police car. He was rubbing his hand after eating the bun against the police uniform pants:
"Didn't you scold me last time?"
"..."
The surrounding police quickly dispersed, and the scene of the action was in place, only the two of them stood under the shade of the trees and looked at each other.
Bu Chonghua's face was as sinking as water and asked, "Is the milk finished?"
Wu Yu stiffened, and Bu Chonghua passed by with his head held high.
The old-fashioned residential corridors are low and narrow, full of debris from various households. Cai Lin took the lead and rushed to the third floor. Cat waist listened to the movement and made a no sign backward, meaning that he could not tell whether anyone was inside.
This is also normal, after all, it is late at night, even if the murderer is at home, there is a high probability that he is sleeping. Several detectives surrounded the crossing of the upper and lower floors. Bu Chonghua handed the door breaker to Cai Lin. Wu Yu whispered in his ear, "You don't kick yourself?"
Bu Chonghua held the gun in both hands and said softly with the same volume: "You've watched too many TV series, can you try to kick this security door?"
Cai Lin skillfully took out the lock picker, opened the outer iron door in a few strokes, then stuck the door breaker on the wooden door frame, filled the pump, signaled other colleagues to step back, and pressed the valve. The next moment the wooden door flew "Boom!", hit the wall hard and bounced back, kicked open by Bu Chonghua: "Don't move! Police!"
Snapped! The outside living room lights up, and the well-trained criminals rushed into each room at lightning speed. The bedroom, bathroom, and balcony doors were kicked open one by one. Cai Lin flew onto the bed and shot against the bed: "Don't move!"
"do not move!"
"Policemen!"
With a cry to the ground, Cai Lin opened the quilt, which was empty: "No one on the bed!"
"No one on the balcony!"
"No one in the bathroom!"
The lights inside and outside the apartment were bright, and the windows, balconies, and door bolts were intact, but even the shadow of the suspect was not seen. Bu Chonghua opened the closet door with his muzzle and looked inside, then turned and shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "Run."
Cai Lin couldn't help holding a word: "Fuck!"
This is an old-fashioned two-bedroom room. The wooden square table in the living room is pressed against old newspapers with glass. There are two chairs next to it. Against the wall are a chest of drawers, a telephone, and an old light green single-door refrigerator with peeling paint. The kitchen trash bins were full of potato chips instant noodle bags and empty wine bottles, and several broken vegetable baskets stood in the corner, and an unpleasant smell came from some rotted vegetable leaves.
"Ports, wharfs, airports, stations, several major traffic arteries and highway entrances and exits, all security monitoring outlets must be in place, and at the same time, a unified inspection notice will be issued to all traffic police units... Gao Baokang has never been to Bijinhai except for MLM outlets in his life In places farther away, even if he ran away, he would not run far, so he immediately checked his aunt’s family, and conducted a strict screening of the suspect’s social relations!..."
Bu Chonghua’s calm and stern phone call came from outside. In the bedroom, Cai Lin grinned, and crouched on the floor and took out things from under the bed. He took out countless clumps of dried toilet paper, moldy fruit peels, unpleasant snack bags, and jingle bells. Be a few empty beer cans... Then use the broom to pull out a few heavy coke bottles with great effort, only glanced at it, and almost didn't spit it out.
Wu Yu was flipping through the drawer while wearing gloves, and immediately stepped back when he heard the words: "Maggot?"
"Cough! Cough! Cough!" Cai Lin retched and rolled his eyes, holding Wu Yu's shoulder forcibly with one hand to prevent him from running, and pointing back with the other hand-Wu Yu looked at it and saw only the few big cokes on the ground. The bottle was filled with turbid yellow liquid, and under the dim yellow bedside lamp, it was shining with blurred light.
"...Didn't you last time that you were the only one afraid of maggots in your life?"
Cai Lin said angrily: "I am not afraid, but it doesn't mean I am not sick!"
Wu Yu said: "Don't be sick, this is the water for soaking tobacco."
"..." Cai Lin's little puzzled eyes glanced at the large bottles of mystery yellow liquid underground, and then at Wu Yu, whose calm face remained unchanged for eight hundred years, and returned with a calm and encouraging look.
"How did you know?" Cai Lin finally asked hesitantly.
Wu Yu said, "Don't you know when you open it and smell it?"
"Oh--" Cai Lin rolled his eyes and covered his mouth, and rushed into the bathroom furiously.
Wu Yu laughed dumbly, and walked over to separate the pile of various garbage on the ground with his toes. Seeing that there was no special clue, he lifted the quilt into a ball and threw it on the ground. He picked up the bed sheet and shook it twice.
Click!
The bed sheet brought a booklet out of the corner of the bed frame, fell on the floor and opened it in an uproar, revealing the bold bold chapter title-"Listen to God's Voice, Watch God's Appearance".
Wu Yu: "..."
Wu Yu leaned over and picked up the opened booklet. The tentacle felt the paper thin and rough. The printing quality was obviously different from the professional books he was familiar with. The paper seemed paler, just like the A4 directly taken out of the printer. paper. The page is very light-transmissive. He moved the bedside lamp closer and saw a few sentences printed under the bold chapter title:
"...Sacrifice is God's will, and Christians should offer sacrifices that please God..."
"You will never have marriage in your mind from now on. Those who believe in'Almighty|God' and the female Christ will no longer be different between men and women. They can sleep in the same bed and communicate with spirit bodies..."
Almighty|What the hell is God?
Wu Yu turned over the cover, and saw lightning and yellow crosses printed on the dark blue background. The title was "Have You Heard the Voice of God?" 》
"Did you hear my voice?" Bu Chonghua said coldly.
Wu Yu didn't even turn his head. Just about to tell him not to make a noise, Bu Chonghua couldn't help but reached out and took the book from behind him. He turned two pages casually, his face changed slightly, "Where did I find it?"
Wu Yu pointed to the corner of the bed frame, "What is this?"
Bu Chonghua rarely answered the question. He carefully rubbed the printed paper used in the booklet, and then looked at the degree of penetrating through the light, and he almost knew the paper types: "70 or 80g lightweight paper, penetrating High, low dpi, it should come from a fast printing shop. — Have you never heard of that case?"
Wu Yu spread his hands.
"In 2014, Zhaoyuan, Shandong, the May 28th McDonald's intentional homicide case." Bu Chonghua snapped closed the brochure: "Sure enough, the person who killed Nian Xiaoping and Gao Ling has nothing to do with the cult. etc. This case was solved and you will be given a one-week vacation at home to review all the hot news in the 13 years, but now, you should have done something."
Wu Yu: "?"
Bu Chonghua raised an eyebrow at him: "The premise is...the academic leader's guess is correct."
Bu Chonghua deserves to be the police officer of the investigative department at that time. At such a close distance, when he raised his eyebrows and looked at someone, his usual sharp and cold eyes flashed with a hint of playful light. A feeling of throbbing heart.
Wu Yu raised his head and stepped back, looking up and down distrustfully, but Bu Chonghua slapped his shoulder with a book: "Wait not to move, the leader will turn you into a magic trick."
Bu Chonghua walked out of the bedroom, came back with a survey flashlight for a while, and turned off the bedside lamp. The whole bedroom fell into darkness, only a dim light from the door cracked outside. The two of them stood head-to-head, Bu Chonghua turned the booklet casually, and lightly turned on the LED light.
The faint blue light reflected the pages of the book. After a short while, the pages in the dark gradually showed a few rows of bright yellow highlights in disorderly distribution.
"Did you see it?" Bu Chonghua asked softly, glancing at Wu Yu from the corner of his eye, his thin lips twitched slightly.
Wu Yu: "..."
The wall clock made a clear ticking sound, and faint conversation and footsteps came from the living room, making it even more quiet in the bedroom, only their breath lingering in the shadows.
Wu Yu hesitated for a while: "Doesn't this track the matrix?"
Bu Chonghua's expression suddenly solidified.
"If you irradiate the laser printing paper with a blue diode, you can see a matrix of yellow dots on the paper. This is because most laser printer manufacturers implant a TDM before the machine leaves the factory, and use this printer to print out each sheet of paper. There will be yellow dots on the screen. Then use the program to analyze these yellow dots, and the serial code, serial number and built-in time of this machine will come out. By querying the serial number, you can track who the buyer of this machine is-so I At that time, Zhang Boming, the special sentiment group, tried to use domestic laser printers as much as possible, or added a custom TDM, so that even if the files flowed out, they could trace the printing people." Wu Yu paused, looking at Bu Chonghua, and the fox questioned: "Are you going to start doing magic for me?"
Bu Chonghua: "..."
Bu Chonghua put away the flashlight, turned on the bedside lamp, and said coldly, "What magic, go work."
"Give up," he said with a smile like that, "you can't catch me."
Cai Lin ignored him. After a while, the phone rang suddenly, and the ringtone was very clear in the small space. He picked it up, "How about Director Wang?!"
Everyone's breathing stopped for a moment, the air was suddenly pressurized, and it was so quiet that a needle fell on the ground and could hear——
"The trace DNA sample extracted from the gap between the victim's front teeth is compared with the suspect's DNA sample." Director Wang's voice on the phone paused before solemnly said: "The sequencing results show that the two cannot match."
"——Li Hongxi was not the murderer who killed Gao Ling."
·
Director Wang hung up his phone, raised his head, and looked at Bu Chonghua who was sitting on the bench.
The physical and chemical analysis room does not need to be on night shifts, the corridors are empty, and the lighting lamps reflect a fuzzy blue light on the white walls and floor tiles. Wang Jiuling sighed and patted Bu Chonghua's shoulder. Before he had time to say anything, Bu Chonghua blocked his arm and said hoarsely, "Go and run the DNA database."
Wang Jiuling said with a rare good temper: "Yes, I will send someone to run tomorrow morning. But you should be mentally prepared. Running DNA is not the same as running fingerprint library. There are only 24 STR loci we can support now. The number of chromosome loci is less than 11, and the total amount of data has increased significantly, resulting in a much higher probability of random matching of unrelated individuals than before; and we do not support kinship comparison for the time being. If the murderer is to be caught from the database, then This person must have committed a crime before, and after committing a crime, he must also leave a sufficient amount of DNA samples. All the points must be accurately matched to produce a result, so you..."
Bu Chonghua interrupted abruptly: "Go running now, don't delay for a minute, I called the city bureau to let them go through the procedure overnight."
The two looked at each other for a long time, and Director Wang stopped talking.
But Bu Chonghua's eyes were extremely calm, and he pointed towards the morgue: "The little girl lying on the dissection table has been ignored, bullied, insulted, and may even have been strong since she was born| Rape. She fought time and time again to go to school, planned to work and earn money again and again, and came to the big city with her poor luggage, rented in the shabby urban village shanty town, but was finally caught in the flood tunnel under the rainstorm. The murderer smashed the occipital bone with stones, choked his neck to cover his nose and mouth, and suffocated to death. After his death, he was given the notoriety of prostitution and blackmail.
"The murderer is 180 to 184 tall and weighs at least 80 kilograms, while Gao Ling is only 160. The power balance is very different. The last thing she could do before she was alive was to bite each other hard with her teeth, causing us to extract from the gap between the teeth. That little bit of residual DNA." Bu Chonghua looked directly at Director Wang, his voice low: "Even if the probability is low, even if I pursue it to the end of the world, I will catch the person who killed her."
"All the resistances in her short seventeen years have failed. I will never let her last resistance fail again."
It was obviously so calm that there was almost no ups and downs, but it echoed for a long time in the empty corridor in the middle of the night.
In the shadow on the other side of the corner, Wu Yu leaned back against the cold wall, clicked a cigarette, and let out a long breath of smoke.
If you look from the direction of the stairs, the night sky outside the window is quiet, thousands of houses in the distance are illuminated, and the Four Mile River is surging towards the sea; Bu Chonghua sits on a bench against the wall, his backlit side face is as sharp and deep as a stone carving; and Wu Yu is quiet Standing in the darkness on the other side, half of his face faced the faint light farther away, shrouded in a curl of cigarettes, and the 90-degree angle seemed to be separated into two worlds by light and shadow.
The clock on the wall was ticking, and the lights in the half-floor office of the Technical Department were bright and dim, dim and bright.
Suddenly a rush of footsteps came from the stairs: "Bu Chonghua!"
Wang Jiuling, who had gone back and forth, hurried downstairs, looking tired and unable to conceal his excitement. The meteor came and flashed a few pieces of paper in front of him. It was too late to even make a showy hum. The first thing to do was:
"Your kid is lucky, you don't have to go to the ends of the world!"
Bu Chonghua snatched the comparison results, and the imprisoned photo of a man with a horoscope eyebrow and a small flat head came into view.
"Now, look: Gao Baokang, 24 years old, has been in jail for rape| rape for four years. After he was released from prison, he lived in the Pinghai Development Zone of Jinhai City. The sequencing results accurately matched the murderer's DNA extracted from Gao Ling's mouth! how about it?"
Bu Chonghua slapped the paper into Director Wang's arms: "Catch someone!"
Oooooooooooo-
The four police cars flashed red and blue lights, their sirens pierced the night sky, all swept around and rushed out of the gate of the Nancheng Sub-bureau, and merged into the traffic late at night in the main city.
"Gao Baokang, who graduated from high school, his parents both opened mahjong stalls in the county below, and loved this only son thousands of times. He succeeded in raising a waste of nothing to eat or not enough. Since childhood, he collected protection fees for fighting and making troubles. I don’t know how many times to the police station. I finally couldn’t study in high school, so I just mixed up at home. My parents went to great lengths to send him to Jinhai relatives to find a job. In the end, he was gambling and engaged in pyramid schemes. Nine-year-old is fully criminally responsible, come! Go to jail non-stop, look at how efficient people are!
"Who is his relative?" Bu Chonghua asked while driving.
"My aunt, I married a husband and started a small company in the development zone. From the file, it looks like a textbook-style demon who helps my brother, digging my heart for my brother and my nephew. I want to dig out my husband’s family. Gao Baokang goes to jail. Soon my husband divorced her with the child." Cai Lin was ripping through the transcript from another car from the Bluetooth car, and suddenly said: "Wait — yes, I remarried last year! Okay. The buns and dogs will last forever, and the ancients will not deceive me!"
"?" Wu Yu who was sitting on the co-pilot lowered his head and ate the steamed stuffed buns and gave a pause.
Bu Chonghua looked ahead, took out the thermos cup from the car door and threw it into his arms: "The house he lives in now belongs to his aunt?"
"Yes, I have confirmed with the Pinghai District Police Station. After he was released from prison, this man showed no signs of modification. He is still a sneaky owner. The day before the 502nd case, he was taken home once because of throwing a bottle downstairs." On the other side, Cai Lin snapped the case file and said: "The boss has no worries, he has already greeted the police station and sent someone to guard him, go in and catch it!"
"..." Wu Yu took the thermos cup, and after hesitating for a long time, finally opened the cover, and the hot smell of "imported milk powder" came to his face.
Gao Baokang lives in a semi-open old community, close to the main road outside the gate, and there is a clear roar from vehicles going back and forth. The police siren was turned off after getting off the highway. The blue-and-white police cars roared into the community and stopped downstairs. Bu Chonghua got out of the car neatly and nodded a few people: "You guys surround the unit building, Zhang Xiaoli guarded the gate of the community and don't let people come in and out casually. The rest of the people follow me up. Did you bring the door breaker?"ωωω.999xs.co\m\
Zhang Xiaoli won a rare wink, and immediately drew the tool from the trunk: "Take it!"
Bu Chonghua glanced at the corner of his eye and saw that there was no one around, he took the door breaker from Zhang Xiaoli, leaned slightly closer, and whispered from his teeth:
"If you put irrelevant personnel on the scene again this time..."
Zhang Xiaoli's cold hair shrugged: "Yes...yes! Yes!"
Zhang Xiaoli slipped like a hare with prolapsed anus. Bu Chonghua turned around and ran into Wu Yu who was passing around from the other side of the police car. He was rubbing his hand after eating the bun against the police uniform pants:
"Didn't you scold me last time?"
"..."
The surrounding police quickly dispersed, and the scene of the action was in place, only the two of them stood under the shade of the trees and looked at each other.
Bu Chonghua's face was as sinking as water and asked, "Is the milk finished?"
Wu Yu stiffened, and Bu Chonghua passed by with his head held high.
The old-fashioned residential corridors are low and narrow, full of debris from various households. Cai Lin took the lead and rushed to the third floor. Cat waist listened to the movement and made a no sign backward, meaning that he could not tell whether anyone was inside.
This is also normal, after all, it is late at night, even if the murderer is at home, there is a high probability that he is sleeping. Several detectives surrounded the crossing of the upper and lower floors. Bu Chonghua handed the door breaker to Cai Lin. Wu Yu whispered in his ear, "You don't kick yourself?"
Bu Chonghua held the gun in both hands and said softly with the same volume: "You've watched too many TV series, can you try to kick this security door?"
Cai Lin skillfully took out the lock picker, opened the outer iron door in a few strokes, then stuck the door breaker on the wooden door frame, filled the pump, signaled other colleagues to step back, and pressed the valve. The next moment the wooden door flew "Boom!", hit the wall hard and bounced back, kicked open by Bu Chonghua: "Don't move! Police!"
Snapped! The outside living room lights up, and the well-trained criminals rushed into each room at lightning speed. The bedroom, bathroom, and balcony doors were kicked open one by one. Cai Lin flew onto the bed and shot against the bed: "Don't move!"
"do not move!"
"Policemen!"
With a cry to the ground, Cai Lin opened the quilt, which was empty: "No one on the bed!"
"No one on the balcony!"
"No one in the bathroom!"
The lights inside and outside the apartment were bright, and the windows, balconies, and door bolts were intact, but even the shadow of the suspect was not seen. Bu Chonghua opened the closet door with his muzzle and looked inside, then turned and shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "Run."
Cai Lin couldn't help holding a word: "Fuck!"
This is an old-fashioned two-bedroom room. The wooden square table in the living room is pressed against old newspapers with glass. There are two chairs next to it. Against the wall are a chest of drawers, a telephone, and an old light green single-door refrigerator with peeling paint. The kitchen trash bins were full of potato chips instant noodle bags and empty wine bottles, and several broken vegetable baskets stood in the corner, and an unpleasant smell came from some rotted vegetable leaves.
"Ports, wharfs, airports, stations, several major traffic arteries and highway entrances and exits, all security monitoring outlets must be in place, and at the same time, a unified inspection notice will be issued to all traffic police units... Gao Baokang has never been to Bijinhai except for MLM outlets in his life In places farther away, even if he ran away, he would not run far, so he immediately checked his aunt’s family, and conducted a strict screening of the suspect’s social relations!..."
Bu Chonghua’s calm and stern phone call came from outside. In the bedroom, Cai Lin grinned, and crouched on the floor and took out things from under the bed. He took out countless clumps of dried toilet paper, moldy fruit peels, unpleasant snack bags, and jingle bells. Be a few empty beer cans... Then use the broom to pull out a few heavy coke bottles with great effort, only glanced at it, and almost didn't spit it out.
Wu Yu was flipping through the drawer while wearing gloves, and immediately stepped back when he heard the words: "Maggot?"
"Cough! Cough! Cough!" Cai Lin retched and rolled his eyes, holding Wu Yu's shoulder forcibly with one hand to prevent him from running, and pointing back with the other hand-Wu Yu looked at it and saw only the few big cokes on the ground. The bottle was filled with turbid yellow liquid, and under the dim yellow bedside lamp, it was shining with blurred light.
"...Didn't you last time that you were the only one afraid of maggots in your life?"
Cai Lin said angrily: "I am not afraid, but it doesn't mean I am not sick!"
Wu Yu said: "Don't be sick, this is the water for soaking tobacco."
"..." Cai Lin's little puzzled eyes glanced at the large bottles of mystery yellow liquid underground, and then at Wu Yu, whose calm face remained unchanged for eight hundred years, and returned with a calm and encouraging look.
"How did you know?" Cai Lin finally asked hesitantly.
Wu Yu said, "Don't you know when you open it and smell it?"
"Oh--" Cai Lin rolled his eyes and covered his mouth, and rushed into the bathroom furiously.
Wu Yu laughed dumbly, and walked over to separate the pile of various garbage on the ground with his toes. Seeing that there was no special clue, he lifted the quilt into a ball and threw it on the ground. He picked up the bed sheet and shook it twice.
Click!
The bed sheet brought a booklet out of the corner of the bed frame, fell on the floor and opened it in an uproar, revealing the bold bold chapter title-"Listen to God's Voice, Watch God's Appearance".
Wu Yu: "..."
Wu Yu leaned over and picked up the opened booklet. The tentacle felt the paper thin and rough. The printing quality was obviously different from the professional books he was familiar with. The paper seemed paler, just like the A4 directly taken out of the printer. paper. The page is very light-transmissive. He moved the bedside lamp closer and saw a few sentences printed under the bold chapter title:
"...Sacrifice is God's will, and Christians should offer sacrifices that please God..."
"You will never have marriage in your mind from now on. Those who believe in'Almighty|God' and the female Christ will no longer be different between men and women. They can sleep in the same bed and communicate with spirit bodies..."
Almighty|What the hell is God?
Wu Yu turned over the cover, and saw lightning and yellow crosses printed on the dark blue background. The title was "Have You Heard the Voice of God?" 》
"Did you hear my voice?" Bu Chonghua said coldly.
Wu Yu didn't even turn his head. Just about to tell him not to make a noise, Bu Chonghua couldn't help but reached out and took the book from behind him. He turned two pages casually, his face changed slightly, "Where did I find it?"
Wu Yu pointed to the corner of the bed frame, "What is this?"
Bu Chonghua rarely answered the question. He carefully rubbed the printed paper used in the booklet, and then looked at the degree of penetrating through the light, and he almost knew the paper types: "70 or 80g lightweight paper, penetrating High, low dpi, it should come from a fast printing shop. — Have you never heard of that case?"
Wu Yu spread his hands.
"In 2014, Zhaoyuan, Shandong, the May 28th McDonald's intentional homicide case." Bu Chonghua snapped closed the brochure: "Sure enough, the person who killed Nian Xiaoping and Gao Ling has nothing to do with the cult. etc. This case was solved and you will be given a one-week vacation at home to review all the hot news in the 13 years, but now, you should have done something."
Wu Yu: "?"
Bu Chonghua raised an eyebrow at him: "The premise is...the academic leader's guess is correct."
Bu Chonghua deserves to be the police officer of the investigative department at that time. At such a close distance, when he raised his eyebrows and looked at someone, his usual sharp and cold eyes flashed with a hint of playful light. A feeling of throbbing heart.
Wu Yu raised his head and stepped back, looking up and down distrustfully, but Bu Chonghua slapped his shoulder with a book: "Wait not to move, the leader will turn you into a magic trick."
Bu Chonghua walked out of the bedroom, came back with a survey flashlight for a while, and turned off the bedside lamp. The whole bedroom fell into darkness, only a dim light from the door cracked outside. The two of them stood head-to-head, Bu Chonghua turned the booklet casually, and lightly turned on the LED light.
The faint blue light reflected the pages of the book. After a short while, the pages in the dark gradually showed a few rows of bright yellow highlights in disorderly distribution.
"Did you see it?" Bu Chonghua asked softly, glancing at Wu Yu from the corner of his eye, his thin lips twitched slightly.
Wu Yu: "..."
The wall clock made a clear ticking sound, and faint conversation and footsteps came from the living room, making it even more quiet in the bedroom, only their breath lingering in the shadows.
Wu Yu hesitated for a while: "Doesn't this track the matrix?"
Bu Chonghua's expression suddenly solidified.
"If you irradiate the laser printing paper with a blue diode, you can see a matrix of yellow dots on the paper. This is because most laser printer manufacturers implant a TDM before the machine leaves the factory, and use this printer to print out each sheet of paper. There will be yellow dots on the screen. Then use the program to analyze these yellow dots, and the serial code, serial number and built-in time of this machine will come out. By querying the serial number, you can track who the buyer of this machine is-so I At that time, Zhang Boming, the special sentiment group, tried to use domestic laser printers as much as possible, or added a custom TDM, so that even if the files flowed out, they could trace the printing people." Wu Yu paused, looking at Bu Chonghua, and the fox questioned: "Are you going to start doing magic for me?"
Bu Chonghua: "..."
Bu Chonghua put away the flashlight, turned on the bedside lamp, and said coldly, "What magic, go work."
