Click! Click!
Outside the house, a group of forensic doctors carrying boxes and copycats were waiting. The room was covered with survey boards. Xing Chen squatted on the ground wearing light blue shoe covers, and the flashing lights crackled.
Bu Chonghua walked out of the house to take a breath of fresh air, and saw that the villages in the distance were full of low and cramped illegal bungalows. Residents were either crowded out of the cordon in twos and threes during work hours, or they curled their necks and looked out the window, curiously Discussions keep coming.
Xiaobeizhuang was originally an empty village. In the past two years, due to the expansion of the urban fringe, a preliminary village economy has gradually developed. However, in general, it is still a group of migrant workers and scavengers. According to the last registration report of the police station in the jurisdiction, there were about 200 households in the village, but Bu Chonghua knew that in some villages with extremely high mobility and poor living conditions, the numbers registered by the police station could not be accurate.
There are no children among the crowd watching the excitement. They are either babies wrapped in swaddles or teenagers and a half. That may be because the children who have not yet grown into labor after leaving breast milk are left behind in their hometowns.
Bu Chonghua sighed almost inaudibly, and suddenly saw Wu Yu sitting in a police car with the door open smoking a cigarette not far away. When he walked over, he was actually watching a video on his mobile phone:
"If you put aside your duties and name as a policeman, if you put aside the so-called faith and loyalty... If you are still alone now; dare you to reappear and stand in front of me like you did in the past?"
"What are you looking at?"
"Hi," Wu Yu looked up, "Why are you suddenly scary?"
Wu Yu would be frightened. It was no less than seeing a ghost in broad daylight. It is estimated that only Bu Chonghua can approach him without being discovered.
"Why are you still watching this?" Bu Chonghua asked.
"Just look at it." Wu Yu clicked on the video in the phone album: "I don't know what he means. Want to recruit me? Want to kill me by hand? Or both? I wish I could run to him single-handedly and go one-on-one."
Bu Chonghua suddenly felt a strange feeling. Although it sounds absurd, it seems...sharks really suggest that.
In this world, only you and I are hostile to each other, one-on-one, no one else, life and death, destined, no one can and no one is worthy to disturb this destined relationship.
He didn't show the weird feeling, "What kind of person do you think a shark is?"
"IQ and talent are very high, arrogant, strong desire to control, like to discuss philosophical topics, such as absolute freedom and political framework. Maybe when the BOSS reaches a certain level, thinking will not be in the same state as us. "Wu Yu smiled, "Actually, I didn't observe him deeply. I just got along for a few days, and the arrest failed."
"How did it fail?"
"I smashed him on the ground with a knife, and it still fell short... Alas!" Wu Yu put away his tattered mobile phone, got out of the car and stretched out his waist, sighing: "If I took a quick step at that time, I might not know. I can also be a detachment leader today."
This is actually a very strange thing. The famous "shark" in the dark web world awes, fears, and dare not defy criminals. The well-trained Interpol is struggling to track, but it is hard to find; I don’t know how many radars there are every day. The server was trying to find his footsteps, but he was trying to lead Wu Yu in various ways, hoping that he would stand in front of him again.
It seems that the big villain boss, who is regarded as a strong enemy by various superheroes, is searching all over the world for the passerby who used the fruit knife to smash him on the ground, but he did not know that passerby had already thrown the fruit knife and hurriedly rushed to work in the morning. Up.
Tens of millions of bitcoins enter and flow from the account to the shark every day. If he knows that he is destined and his only opponent in this life is actually only concerned about the thousands of yuan field allowance, he does not know what he feels.
Bu Chonghua was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked, "If there is such a day, do you want to fight him one-on-one?"
"Fuck you, are you kidding me, run to the big dark web boss?" Wu Yu said in shock: "It's almost the same when you kneel down and beg for mercy with a puff, isn't it good to be alive?"
Bu Chonghua: "..."
Bu Chonghua laughed dumbly. At this time, Rao Da, the head of the hearing trace examination room, ran from a distance, "Hey! Hey!" After a few times, he waved his hand and said loudly: "Bu Detachment! Come and have a look!"
"How is it?" Bu Chonghua strode immediately.
Rao Da bent over and leaned on his knees to take a breath, then straightened up, embarrassed: "It can basically be presumed to be the scene of the crime, but there is a problem."
"what?"
"Too clean, nothing."
Bu Chonghua was taken aback.
This brick-and-mortar one-bedroom house was built by local farmers in Xiaobeizhuang. Self-built veneer buildings and handshake buildings are common in the area, but small bungalows are rare. After the completion of the building, the owner rented it out to a couple who worked outside. The two subletted it out privately. They were rented out to "Sanqi", leaving nothing but a note and a few cash.
"After the murderer committed the attack, he tied the corpse with the wires prepared in advance, put it in a woven bag, and then splashed the floor and walls with bleach and detergent. On the one hand, the bleach would quickly wash off the blood on the spot, even if someone entered the house. The inspection can also cover up a little; on the other hand, hypochlorous acid will react with the luminol solution, causing the luminol to glow even if there is no blood on the spot, which interferes with the judgment of criminal investigators."
"But, hypochlorous acid evaporates in a few days in a dry environment, so when we are making luminol now, the luminol reaction is still very violent. You can see large spray-like blood stains on the ground and on the walls, and cracks in the walls. There are still a few drops that have not been cleaned over there." Old Rao pointed to the two mark inspectors in the corner, focusing on using the beam to do the reverse extension to simulate the blood splash pattern: "We will let them take a DNA sample to compare with the victim. , But based on various clues, it is basically that the crime scene did not run away."
Bu Chonghua actually had a faint hunch: "So what you said is too clean means..."
"Yes." Section Chief Rao said, "There are no fingerprints, no footprints, no tooth prints, and no biological evidence of the murderer. The toilets and wastebaskets are clean, and no body fluids remain in the preliminary investigation. Looking at the situation of the resistance to injury, I guess the murderer was not injured and bleeding during the crime. All in all, it was terribly clean."
——I don’t mind letting the police know that I killed someone in this room. You know who I killed and you know how I killed, but you will never find my name.
The current survey came and went, the room was crowded with people, but this square inch of land fell into silence.
"Has the portrait of the suspect described by Diao Jianfa, Li Hongxi, and the subletting migrant couple come out?" Bu Chonghua asked in a low voice for a while.
"It's drawn out, and it's being sent to city bureau experts for improvement." Rao Da carefully observed Bu Chonghua's reaction, for fear that he would accidentally touch his flash point in this precarious state: "Once confirmed, we can send it. As long as...as long as..."
As long as the police can find out the name of the murderer codenamed "37", otherwise only the suspect's mother and wife can be recognized by a sketch that is so ridiculously ridiculous.
"I see." Bu Chonghua waved his hand and said lightly: "You are busy with you, I will see for myself."
Rao Da was glad that he had escaped the crisis of facing the anger of the leader of the detachment, and hurried to work.
Bu Chonghua stood among the busy crowd and looked around.
"Sanqi" rented this room purely for the purpose of killing people. He prepared a woven bag containing nitrogen fertilizer in advance, and after the killing took Chen Yuanliang's mobile phone and ran to a fertilizer plant dozens of kilometers away to leave a base station signal exchange record. , All this shows his terrible anti-reconnaissance ability as a murderer. If it weren’t for Wu Yu’s discovery that the wires are not the same old and new, and if Bu Chonghua used the fading degree of the paint to delineate the distance to the body, the crime scene might not be discovered by the police in the next few years.
So when this well-trained murderer was completely covered, and even the urine in the toilet did not even leave a glue handprint, where did the police extract his DNA?
What is even more absurd is that even if the "Sanqi" is caught for other crimes in the future, what evidence will the procuratorate use to prosecute him for entering this crime scene?
"Wu Yu!"
Wu Yu is standing next to the two mark inspectors in the corner, watching them point to the blood stains on the wall: "Look, Little Wu, when the blood drop hits the plane at an oblique angle, the length of the mark and the oblique angle or blood stain move The speed is proportional, the greater the force, the smaller the blood drop... When we use the beam to reconstruct the scene, we should pay attention to the height of the target after the reverse extension is higher than the actual, because the splash trajectory of the blood drop is parabolic. , The greater the distance, the greater the error..."
"Wu Yu!" Bu Chonghua increased his tone.
"Thank you," Wu Yu thanked the two elder brothers, and walked quickly: "What's wrong with the leader?"
Bu Chonghua looked around at his colleagues, and asked in a low voice, "Didn't you say that you asked me to teach you to solve the case? How did you turn around and find someone else?"
Wu Yu was taken aback, "So you can also analyze bloodstain patterns?"
Bu Chonghua said: "Although I don't..."
"It's amazing!" Wu Yu did not hear clearly, and exclaimed from the bottom of his heart: "As expected of you, everything will do!"
".................."
Bu Chonghua lowered his head and cleared his throat, and said calmly: "When...Of course it will, what's the problem? I'll teach you later."
Wu Yu's eyes were shining as he looked at the leader. Just as he wanted to ask something, Bu Chonghua immediately interrupted him: "This is not the time to teach this. No biometric evidence is left in this room. You accompany me. Take a look outside the house."
Outside the house is a dusty dirt road, and every door is closed. The teenagers barefoot and yelled at each other, followed them far behind, and probed their heads curiously. The entire urban-rural junction village was immersed in a weird and excited atmosphere.
"I won't build a road here," Wu Yu coughed twice with his fist covering his mouth. "This is choking."
After all, I didn't mention that. Bu Chonghua raised his chin to the road: "--Road construction is not cheap. It is a village that has to be cleared after the documents are filed. Where can funds be allocated for them to repair."
"How much does it cost to build roads here?"
"It’s hard to say. First of all, depending on whether the roadbed is water-stable, two ash or slag, one square meter of concrete costs three to four hundred yuan. If it is C25 strength, 3 meters wide and 15 cm thick, plus excavators, Bulldozers and concrete mixers cost at least 200 yuan per meter, without labor." Bu Chonghua smiled: "So the ancients said that building roads and bridges is a great virtue."
Wu Yu nodded thoughtfully, and couldn't help it after a while, "You are too expensive. If it is to build a cement road, the roadbed will be leveled and the cement will be poured. The price is fifty yuan and one meter. In fact, the requirements are not so high. "
Bu Chonghua's first reaction was fifty yuan a meter? Can people leave after that road is built?
Wu Yu took two steps forward, looked around the low concrete buildings around him, and murmured, "...really should build a road."
Behind him, Bu Chonghua took out his mobile phone and opened it, and quickly typed in a WeChat message: [The professional book on blood splash analysis is urgently needed, please borrow it, thank you. 】
The WeChat group of the XX class of the XX-level Investigation Department of the Criminal Court.
Being in love makes one's learning progress.
He put away his mobile phone and listened to Wu Yu turning his head: "There are no fingerprints and footprints of the murderer left in the room?"
"Is there no preliminary investigation." Bu Chonghua simply repeated what Section Chief Rao had just said, and said: "Judging from the murderer's proficient murder and the extreme care in cleaning up traces, this person must have a criminal record, and may even be a criminal. Fugitive. If you can find his fingerprints or DNA, there is a high probability that you can find his true identity information from the database, but now you are stuck at this step."
Wu Yu nodded, but couldn't think of any ideas, so he lowered his head and nodded a cigarette.
They bypassed half of the village, turned back to the small bungalow from the other direction, and suddenly smelled a looming peculiar smell from a distance. Wu Yu sensitively raised his head and looked over there. Bu Chonghua followed his gaze, and saw an open circle made of cement under a half-fallen brick wall, which resembled an old stove. It was full of garbage that was half a person tall; a few women were carrying garbage in plastic bags and threw them into the mountain of garbage that had already risen.
The two stood still thoughtfully at the same time and looked at each other.
"Hello, sorry." Bu Chonghua stopped a woman. "How often do you collect garbage here?"
The woman did not understand his question at all: "Huh? What are you talking about?"
Bu Chonghua repeated it several times, only to find out in the dialects of the other people's comparisons. There are still several "garbage collection stations" in the whole village, because this is originally an illegal settlement and there is no sanitation. I was in charge of them, so I could only ask the scavengers in the village to take the carts to push the garbage to the Beidao Village landfill half an hour away. The frequency of cleaning was once a month.
"Once a month." Wu Yu muttered, standing by the garbage dump.
Bu Chonghua stood beside him: "Diao Jianfa mentioned in his confession that the broker he sent to the sharks respected cigarettes, so the murderer should have smoked..."
Smoking means throwing cigarette butts, throwing cigarette butts means there is saliva on the filter, and saliva means—
The two of them looked at each other and looked at the terrible, half-corrupted garbage mountain with a strong peculiar smell. They saw stinky water flowing from the bottom of the cement circle, crisscrossing the ground, and mosquitoes and flies buzzed back and forth in the air. .
Wu Yu patted Bu Chonghua on the shoulder, objectively and soberly: "Director Wang should really want to kill you this time."
".................."
A man should have a sense of responsibility, and a criminal investigation team leader should have his own belief and responsibility. Bu Chonghua gritted his teeth and took out his mobile phone, and dialed his contact-Wang Erbal.
"Hello? My name is Bu?" As soon as the call was connected, the other side suddenly yelled, "Meng Zhao said that you asked you to hide all the sausages from your detachment and prevent me from taking it." What's wrong with eating your eggs? Your donkey wants to unilaterally destroy the regional bilateral trade customs union treaty of Nancheng Public Security Bureau that we signed last month, right?!"ωωω.九九九xs.com
Wu Yu: "..."
Bu Chonghua: "..."
"Nine Ling." Bu Chonghua calmly said to the phone, "It's been a long time since we two have met. I really want to treat you to dinner tonight."
Click! Click!
Outside the house, a group of forensic doctors carrying boxes and copycats were waiting. The room was covered with survey boards. Xing Chen squatted on the ground wearing light blue shoe covers, and the flashing lights crackled.
Bu Chonghua walked out of the house to take a breath of fresh air, and saw that the villages in the distance were full of low and cramped illegal bungalows. Residents were either crowded out of the cordon in twos and threes during work hours, or they curled their necks and looked out the window, curiously Discussions keep coming.
Xiaobeizhuang was originally an empty village. In the past two years, due to the expansion of the urban fringe, a preliminary village economy has gradually developed. However, in general, it is still a group of migrant workers and scavengers. According to the last registration report of the police station in the jurisdiction, there were about 200 households in the village, but Bu Chonghua knew that in some villages with extremely high mobility and poor living conditions, the numbers registered by the police station could not be accurate.
There are no children among the crowd watching the excitement. They are either babies wrapped in swaddles or teenagers and a half. That may be because the children who have not yet grown into labor after leaving breast milk are left behind in their hometowns.
Bu Chonghua sighed almost inaudibly, and suddenly saw Wu Yu sitting in a police car with the door open smoking a cigarette not far away. When he walked over, he was actually watching a video on his mobile phone:
"If you put aside your duties and name as a policeman, if you put aside the so-called faith and loyalty... If you are still alone now; dare you to reappear and stand in front of me like you did in the past?"
"What are you looking at?"
"Hi," Wu Yu looked up, "Why are you suddenly scary?"
Wu Yu would be frightened. It was no less than seeing a ghost in broad daylight. It is estimated that only Bu Chonghua can approach him without being discovered.
"Why are you still watching this?" Bu Chonghua asked.
"Just look at it." Wu Yu clicked on the video in the phone album: "I don't know what he means. Want to recruit me? Want to kill me by hand? Or both? I wish I could run to him single-handedly and go one-on-one."
Bu Chonghua suddenly felt a strange feeling. Although it sounds absurd, it seems...sharks really suggest that.
In this world, only you and I are hostile to each other, one-on-one, no one else, life and death, destined, no one can and no one is worthy to disturb this destined relationship.
He didn't show the weird feeling, "What kind of person do you think a shark is?"
"IQ and talent are very high, arrogant, strong desire to control, like to discuss philosophical topics, such as absolute freedom and political framework. Maybe when the BOSS reaches a certain level, thinking will not be in the same state as us. "Wu Yu smiled, "Actually, I didn't observe him deeply. I just got along for a few days, and the arrest failed."
"How did it fail?"
"I smashed him on the ground with a knife, and it still fell short... Alas!" Wu Yu put away his tattered mobile phone, got out of the car and stretched out his waist, sighing: "If I took a quick step at that time, I might not know. I can also be a detachment leader today."
This is actually a very strange thing. The famous "shark" in the dark web world awes, fears, and dare not defy criminals. The well-trained Interpol is struggling to track, but it is hard to find; I don’t know how many radars there are every day. The server was trying to find his footsteps, but he was trying to lead Wu Yu in various ways, hoping that he would stand in front of him again.
It seems that the big villain boss, who is regarded as a strong enemy by various superheroes, is searching all over the world for the passerby who used the fruit knife to smash him on the ground, but he did not know that passerby had already thrown the fruit knife and hurriedly rushed to work in the morning. Up.
Tens of millions of bitcoins enter and flow from the account to the shark every day. If he knows that he is destined and his only opponent in this life is actually only concerned about the thousands of yuan field allowance, he does not know what he feels.
Bu Chonghua was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked, "If there is such a day, do you want to fight him one-on-one?"
"Fuck you, are you kidding me, run to the big dark web boss?" Wu Yu said in shock: "It's almost the same when you kneel down and beg for mercy with a puff, isn't it good to be alive?"
Bu Chonghua: "..."
Bu Chonghua laughed dumbly. At this time, Rao Da, the head of the hearing trace examination room, ran from a distance, "Hey! Hey!" After a few times, he waved his hand and said loudly: "Bu Detachment! Come and have a look!"
"How is it?" Bu Chonghua strode immediately.
Rao Da bent over and leaned on his knees to take a breath, then straightened up, embarrassed: "It can basically be presumed to be the scene of the crime, but there is a problem."
"what?"
"Too clean, nothing."
Bu Chonghua was taken aback.
This brick-and-mortar one-bedroom house was built by local farmers in Xiaobeizhuang. Self-built veneer buildings and handshake buildings are common in the area, but small bungalows are rare. After the completion of the building, the owner rented it out to a couple who worked outside. The two subletted it out privately. They were rented out to "Sanqi", leaving nothing but a note and a few cash.
"After the murderer committed the attack, he tied the corpse with the wires prepared in advance, put it in a woven bag, and then splashed the floor and walls with bleach and detergent. On the one hand, the bleach would quickly wash off the blood on the spot, even if someone entered the house. The inspection can also cover up a little; on the other hand, hypochlorous acid will react with the luminol solution, causing the luminol to glow even if there is no blood on the spot, which interferes with the judgment of criminal investigators."
"But, hypochlorous acid evaporates in a few days in a dry environment, so when we are making luminol now, the luminol reaction is still very violent. You can see large spray-like blood stains on the ground and on the walls, and cracks in the walls. There are still a few drops that have not been cleaned over there." Old Rao pointed to the two mark inspectors in the corner, focusing on using the beam to do the reverse extension to simulate the blood splash pattern: "We will let them take a DNA sample to compare with the victim. , But based on various clues, it is basically that the crime scene did not run away."
Bu Chonghua actually had a faint hunch: "So what you said is too clean means..."
"Yes." Section Chief Rao said, "There are no fingerprints, no footprints, no tooth prints, and no biological evidence of the murderer. The toilets and wastebaskets are clean, and no body fluids remain in the preliminary investigation. Looking at the situation of the resistance to injury, I guess the murderer was not injured and bleeding during the crime. All in all, it was terribly clean."
——I don’t mind letting the police know that I killed someone in this room. You know who I killed and you know how I killed, but you will never find my name.
The current survey came and went, the room was crowded with people, but this square inch of land fell into silence.
"Has the portrait of the suspect described by Diao Jianfa, Li Hongxi, and the subletting migrant couple come out?" Bu Chonghua asked in a low voice for a while.
"It's drawn out, and it's being sent to city bureau experts for improvement." Rao Da carefully observed Bu Chonghua's reaction, for fear that he would accidentally touch his flash point in this precarious state: "Once confirmed, we can send it. As long as...as long as..."
As long as the police can find out the name of the murderer codenamed "37", otherwise only the suspect's mother and wife can be recognized by a sketch that is so ridiculously ridiculous.
"I see." Bu Chonghua waved his hand and said lightly: "You are busy with you, I will see for myself."
Rao Da was glad that he had escaped the crisis of facing the anger of the leader of the detachment, and hurried to work.
Bu Chonghua stood among the busy crowd and looked around.
"Sanqi" rented this room purely for the purpose of killing people. He prepared a woven bag containing nitrogen fertilizer in advance, and after the killing took Chen Yuanliang's mobile phone and ran to a fertilizer plant dozens of kilometers away to leave a base station signal exchange record. , All this shows his terrible anti-reconnaissance ability as a murderer. If it weren’t for Wu Yu’s discovery that the wires are not the same old and new, and if Bu Chonghua used the fading degree of the paint to delineate the distance to the body, the crime scene might not be discovered by the police in the next few years.
So when this well-trained murderer was completely covered, and even the urine in the toilet did not even leave a glue handprint, where did the police extract his DNA?
What is even more absurd is that even if the "Sanqi" is caught for other crimes in the future, what evidence will the procuratorate use to prosecute him for entering this crime scene?
"Wu Yu!"
Wu Yu is standing next to the two mark inspectors in the corner, watching them point to the blood stains on the wall: "Look, Little Wu, when the blood drop hits the plane at an oblique angle, the length of the mark and the oblique angle or blood stain move The speed is proportional, the greater the force, the smaller the blood drop... When we use the beam to reconstruct the scene, we should pay attention to the height of the target after the reverse extension is higher than the actual, because the splash trajectory of the blood drop is parabolic. , The greater the distance, the greater the error..."
"Wu Yu!" Bu Chonghua increased his tone.
"Thank you," Wu Yu thanked the two elder brothers, and walked quickly: "What's wrong with the leader?"
Bu Chonghua looked around at his colleagues, and asked in a low voice, "Didn't you say that you asked me to teach you to solve the case? How did you turn around and find someone else?"
Wu Yu was taken aback, "So you can also analyze bloodstain patterns?"
Bu Chonghua said: "Although I don't..."
"It's amazing!" Wu Yu did not hear clearly, and exclaimed from the bottom of his heart: "As expected of you, everything will do!"
".................."
Bu Chonghua lowered his head and cleared his throat, and said calmly: "When...Of course it will, what's the problem? I'll teach you later."
Wu Yu's eyes were shining as he looked at the leader. Just as he wanted to ask something, Bu Chonghua immediately interrupted him: "This is not the time to teach this. No biometric evidence is left in this room. You accompany me. Take a look outside the house."
Outside the house is a dusty dirt road, and every door is closed. The teenagers barefoot and yelled at each other, followed them far behind, and probed their heads curiously. The entire urban-rural junction village was immersed in a weird and excited atmosphere.
"I won't build a road here," Wu Yu coughed twice with his fist covering his mouth. "This is choking."
After all, I didn't mention that. Bu Chonghua raised his chin to the road: "--Road construction is not cheap. It is a village that has to be cleared after the documents are filed. Where can funds be allocated for them to repair."
"How much does it cost to build roads here?"
"It’s hard to say. First of all, depending on whether the roadbed is water-stable, two ash or slag, one square meter of concrete costs three to four hundred yuan. If it is C25 strength, 3 meters wide and 15 cm thick, plus excavators, Bulldozers and concrete mixers cost at least 200 yuan per meter, without labor." Bu Chonghua smiled: "So the ancients said that building roads and bridges is a great virtue."
Wu Yu nodded thoughtfully, and couldn't help it after a while, "You are too expensive. If it is to build a cement road, the roadbed will be leveled and the cement will be poured. The price is fifty yuan and one meter. In fact, the requirements are not so high. "
Bu Chonghua's first reaction was fifty yuan a meter? Can people leave after that road is built?
Wu Yu took two steps forward, looked around the low concrete buildings around him, and murmured, "...really should build a road."
Behind him, Bu Chonghua took out his mobile phone and opened it, and quickly typed in a WeChat message: [The professional book on blood splash analysis is urgently needed, please borrow it, thank you. 】
The WeChat group of the XX class of the XX-level Investigation Department of the Criminal Court.
Being in love makes one's learning progress.
He put away his mobile phone and listened to Wu Yu turning his head: "There are no fingerprints and footprints of the murderer left in the room?"
"Is there no preliminary investigation." Bu Chonghua simply repeated what Section Chief Rao had just said, and said: "Judging from the murderer's proficient murder and the extreme care in cleaning up traces, this person must have a criminal record, and may even be a criminal. Fugitive. If you can find his fingerprints or DNA, there is a high probability that you can find his true identity information from the database, but now you are stuck at this step."
Wu Yu nodded, but couldn't think of any ideas, so he lowered his head and nodded a cigarette.
They bypassed half of the village, turned back to the small bungalow from the other direction, and suddenly smelled a looming peculiar smell from a distance. Wu Yu sensitively raised his head and looked over there. Bu Chonghua followed his gaze, and saw an open circle made of cement under a half-fallen brick wall, which resembled an old stove. It was full of garbage that was half a person tall; a few women were carrying garbage in plastic bags and threw them into the mountain of garbage that had already risen.
The two stood still thoughtfully at the same time and looked at each other.
"Hello, sorry." Bu Chonghua stopped a woman. "How often do you collect garbage here?"
The woman did not understand his question at all: "Huh? What are you talking about?"
Bu Chonghua repeated it several times, only to find out in the dialects of the other people's comparisons. There are still several "garbage collection stations" in the whole village, because this is originally an illegal settlement and there is no sanitation. I was in charge of them, so I could only ask the scavengers in the village to take the carts to push the garbage to the Beidao Village landfill half an hour away. The frequency of cleaning was once a month.
"Once a month." Wu Yu muttered, standing by the garbage dump.
Bu Chonghua stood beside him: "Diao Jianfa mentioned in his confession that the broker he sent to the sharks respected cigarettes, so the murderer should have smoked..."
Smoking means throwing cigarette butts, throwing cigarette butts means there is saliva on the filter, and saliva means—
The two of them looked at each other and looked at the terrible, half-corrupted garbage mountain with a strong peculiar smell. They saw stinky water flowing from the bottom of the cement circle, crisscrossing the ground, and mosquitoes and flies buzzed back and forth in the air. .
Wu Yu patted Bu Chonghua on the shoulder, objectively and soberly: "Director Wang should really want to kill you this time."
".................."
A man should have a sense of responsibility, and a criminal investigation team leader should have his own belief and responsibility. Bu Chonghua gritted his teeth and took out his mobile phone, and dialed his contact-Wang Erbal.
"Hello? My name is Bu?" As soon as the call was connected, the other side suddenly yelled, "Meng Zhao said that you asked you to hide all the sausages from your detachment and prevent me from taking it." What's wrong with eating your eggs? Your donkey wants to unilaterally destroy the regional bilateral trade customs union treaty of Nancheng Public Security Bureau that we signed last month, right?!"ωωω.九九九xs.com
Wu Yu: "..."
Bu Chonghua: "..."
"Nine Ling." Bu Chonghua calmly said to the phone, "It's been a long time since we two have met. I really want to treat you to dinner tonight."
