"Is it because of Liu Qin's matter that our police asked you to cooperate with the investigation, which put you under pressure?"
Han Feilu was not just talking, he really cared about Zhou Song and began to analyze the reasons for him.
Zhou Song was indeed stressed, but not because of Liu Qin, but because of the box of watercolor brushes and other items sent to his home. He was worried that he had quietly split into two people without his knowledge. After seeing a psychiatrist
Before, he had been worried about this matter. After seeing the psychiatrist, it was better not to see him. But at this time, Han Feilu seemed to have taken over the role of the psychiatrist. Although his words were rough and he was not very patient, he was sincere.
, so it felt good to have a heart-to-heart talk with him.
Zhou Song smiled and said, "If I say yes, will you stop bothering me about Liu Qin?"
Han Feilu told the truth: "No. I will keep annoying you until this case is over."
There were not many people in the square. There were green trees everywhere, and the breeze was blowing, making it cool and pleasant. Zhou Song said: "Let's take a walk."
The two of them walked slowly along the lawn. Zhou Song asked, "So you are looking for me this time because of Liu Qin's case?"
Han Feilu raised his hand and broke off a wicker stick, holding it in his hand and playing with it: "For Liu Qin, and for Pan Shaojie."
Zhou Song: "What's wrong with Pan Shaojie?"
Han Feilu: "I suspect that he has something to do with Cai Minmin's death. He has a man named Feng Danian, do you know him?"
Zhou Song: "Although I am relatively close to him, I don't know any of his friends."
Han Feilu: "He was not his friend, but the nightclub lobby manager. On the day Cai Minmin died, he was the one who sent Cai Minmin home. Although Cai Minmin was alive at the time, she died the next day. We found several grams of methamphetamine in Cai Minmin's house, and Cai Minmin died again.
He died of an overdose of drug injection, so we thought Cai Minmin's death was an accident at the time. Until yesterday, I found out the source of the drugs. The few grams of methamphetamine in Cai Minmin's home were in the hands of a dealer named Xiong Liang. Xiong Liang confessed that he was on May 14
At about 11 o'clock in the evening, I went to the back door of Heaven and Earth to deliver goods to Feng Danian. But the next day, the goods appeared at Cai Minmin's house."
Zhou Song: "Do you now suspect that Cai Minmin died in a trap? Did Feng Danian deliberately instigate Cai Minmin to take drugs, causing her to be poisoned and died?" He shook his head, "This plan is not very practical. Even if Feng Danian really intended to kill her with this plan
Cai Minmin, how can he guarantee that Cai Minmin will voluntarily inject an overdose of methamphetamine? You just said that Cai Minmin died the next day. She was the only one at home at that time. Could it be that Feng Danian had a way to control her actions remotely? "
Han Feilu wrapped the wicker around his hand: "This is the suspicion. Last night we went to find Feng Danian. He has disappeared. His disappearance just proves that there is suspicion on him. I suspect that the murderer of Cai Minmin is
He, but I don’t know what method he used. Even if Cai Minmin is addicted to drugs, it is unlikely that she would inject herself with methamphetamine when she got up in the morning or was hungover the night before. And she should know very well how much she can bear.
There is no reason why Feng Danian would make a mistake to the point of killing herself. Is Feng Danian just waiting for her to make a mistake? Then the uncertainty of this plan is too great."
Zhou Song frowned, thoughtfully. He pushed aside the wicker on his shoulder and walked for a while before saying, "You always said that Cai Minmin died from an overdose of drug injection. She didn't inhale it, but injected it with a needle, right?"
Han Feilu: "Yes."
Zhou Song: "When you found the body, how many syringes were there?"
Han Feilu: "About a dozen, seven or eight have been used, and there are still a few that have not been opened."
Walking out of the path, we arrived at a fan-shaped square. There was a sculpture in the middle and a vending machine beside it. Zhou Song said: "Wait for me here." After that, he walked towards the vending machine and scanned the code to buy.
He bought two bottles of ice-cold green plum green tea. He walked back with the drink and saw Han Feilu looking at the sculpture in the center of the square; it was an irregularly shaped sculpture made up of several elliptical rings nested together.
Each ring is painted with different colors of paint. However, over the years, wind and rain have corroded the paint, and the paint has peeled off badly, revealing their original appearance of gray-brown.
He handed a bottle of drink to Han Feilu and said with a smile, "This is an apology."
Han Feilu deliberately turned his back to the statue and caught the drink: "You can make up for the trauma in my heart by giving me Yunnan Baiyao."
Zhou Song's eyes passed over the statue lightly, took a sip of water, and asked: "Have you performed an autopsy on Cai Minmin?"
Han Feilu: "It only started yesterday. Because no traces of criminal offenses were found at the scene, Cai Minmin's parents did not agree to the autopsy. Only yesterday after Xiong Liang was discovered, Cai Minmin's family agreed to the autopsy. But it was delayed for several days."
Zhou Song: "Have you checked her medical records and medical records?"
Han Feilu: "After checking, I found that she had been in Yucheng for a year, and she only stayed in the hospital for two days three months ago due to acute enteritis. Other minor illnesses and pains may have been solved by buying medicine on her own or going to a private clinic."
This situation is very common. Many foreigners who come to work in big cities avoid going to the hospital all year round in order to save money. If they have any pain, they have to take medicine by themselves or go to cheaper small clinics. Therefore, it is difficult to find their medical records.
Zhou Song took a few steps back and stood in the cool shade. Han Feilu followed him and said, "You ask in such detail because you want to help me analyze it?"
Zhou Song put the water bottle around his neck to cool himself down: "I have an immature guess, but there is no evidence to support it."
Han Feilu: "Tell me about it, I won't blame you if you guess wrong."
Zhou Song then said: "My thoughts are the same as yours. I also think it is unlikely that Cai Minmin will make a mistake himself, and it is even less likely that Feng Danian and others will make a mistake. If Feng Danian is really the murderer, then he must have a complete plan.
Make sure Cai Minmin can die in her own hands."
Han Feilu: "What's the plan?"
Zhou Song: "It is undisputed that Cai Minmin injected the drugs herself. But is it possible that Cai Minmin did not know that the syringe contained drugs, but regarded it as something...
..drug?"
Han Feilu has a bright mind and is very good at drawing inferences: "You are saying that Cai Minmin may be suffering from a certain disease that requires her to inject certain drugs regularly and quantitatively. On the morning of the incident, she injected herself with drugs as before, but after
He injected drugs without his knowledge."
Zhou Song nodded: "This plan is easy to implement. She only needs to replace the medicine she prepared with drugs in advance. If she has the habit of putting the medicine into the syringe in advance, then she only needs to change the syringe. There are many diseases that require long-term treatment.
Injection drugs, such as gynecological inflammation or diabetes. Considering that you have not issued an autopsy report and cannot find her detailed case, I suggest you check her consumption records and ask her friends around her. She may
She has purchased certain medicines herself, or asked a friend to help her purchase certain medicines."
Han Feilu had the words "No thanks" written on his face. He patted his shoulder hard and walked a few steps away to make a phone call. After arranging his work, he walked back and found that Zhou Song was no longer under the shade of the tree.
, standing next to the sculpture in the center of the square.
He walked up to Zhou Song, looked at the sculpture, and said, "It was only when I saw this sculpture that I remembered that this was the place where Wei Chunhong's body was buried."
Ten years ago, this square was still a construction site and the scene of the Wei Chunhong case. The sculpture faces 1.3 meters west, which is where the police exhumed Wei Chunhong's body.
Zhou Song touched the sculpture, and the cracked patent leather on the surface fell off. He wiped off the dust on his palm and walked slowly around the sculpture: "When was this built?"
Han Feilu stood still and said, "I don't remember the exact time clearly. It should be around September 20, 2012."
On September 20, 2012, five days after Wei Chunhong's body was discovered, this sculpture was erected and stands today.
Zhou Song walked around the sculpture and returned to Han Feilu: "You just said that you are looking for me not only for Pan Shaojie, but also for Liu Qin. We have finished talking about Pan Shaojie, now let's talk about Liu Qin."
Han Feilu: "Let's bring up the old story again. Liu Qin came to see you on the night of the 14th. What did he say to you?"
Zhou Song: "Is it important?"
Han Feilu: "Of course it's important. He hasn't contacted Lan Lan for many years, but he went to see Lan Lan after meeting you, and still sneaked into Lan Lan's house secretly. Don't you think it's strange?"
When he asked, Zhou Song felt strange. He thought about it carefully and said, "That night he came to me with a box of pens."
Han Feilu: "What pen?"
Zhou Song looked towards the highway: "Are you driving?"
Han Feilu: "Stop at the intersection."
Zhou Song said: "Let's go to Lan Lan's house and have a look. If we're lucky, we can still find the box of pens."
On the way, Zhou Song explained the origin of the box of pens in detail: "Wei Chunhong is the head teacher of our class. She teaches English. In addition to our class, she also teaches Classes 5 and 13. One day she bought a box of pens and got
The class said it would be a reward for students who can get 90 points or above in the English test next month. There are 10 pens in the box. She uses 1 for herself, and there are 9 pens left. They will be distributed until supplies last. The monthly test is over.
A total of 7 students in the three classes scored over 90 points, including me and Lan Lan. Excluding the one she used, there should only be 2 left in the box. But Liu Qin accidentally found it at home a few days ago
He picked up the box of pens and came to me with the pens, but there were still three pens in the box."
Han Feilu didn't see what Zhou Song said in the case file: "One of them belongs to Wei Chunhong?"
Zhou Song shook his head: "No, Wei Chunhong is used to carrying pens in her bag, but when the police and Wei Chunhong's family checked the belongings in the bag, they did not find the pen. At that time, everyone thought it was a trivial matter, and Wei Chunhong might not
Carefully, he lost the pen, maybe somewhere in the office or at home. It wasn't until 10 years later that Liu Qin found the box of pens and found that there were three more pens in it, one of which was used and filled with blue ink.
If Wei Chunhong uses it herself, she will use red ink. I often go to her office and she only uses red ink."
Han Feilu: "A used pen, was it given to students by her and then taken back?"
Zhou Song: "This explanation is the most convincing. But -"
He hesitated to speak, his face serious. Han Feilu looked at him: "But what?"
Zhou Song: "When Liu Qin discovered that Wei Chunhong's pen was missing, he suspected that I was the murderer. Naturally, he also suspected that I had taken the pen. He searched my schoolbag at the police station and found the same pen as Wei Chunhong's. He
He thought he had caught the murderer, but he didn't know that the pen was the prize I got, and there were 6 other people besides me. He didn't believe it, so I took him back to school and called all the people who got the pen, in front of him.
He didn't give up until he took out the pen he got in front of him. But when everyone took out their pens, he found a used pen in the pen box, and it was the pen that Wei Chunhong had sent out and taken back. Explanation -
—”
He suddenly felt that the air conditioning in the car was too strong and his skin felt cold, so he went to adjust the button that controlled the air conditioning.
Han Feilu continued what he had not finished: "It means that one of the pens you took out back then did belong to Wei Chunhong. The murderer was among the students back then."
Perhaps it was because Zhou Song was not familiar with Han Feilu's car. After twisting it for a long time, the air conditioning in the car only increased. His face seemed to be frozen by the cold air and was as white as a layer of frost. Han Feilu
He pushed his hand away, turned the knob twice, and turned off the wheezing air-conditioning.
Zhou Song breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It was because Liu Qin thought of this that he came to me and wanted me to take out my pen and let him identify it to see if it was Wei Chunhong's."
Han Feilu: "Did you show it to him?"
Although it was clear that Han Feilu was not targeting him personally, but was just conducting an impartial law enforcement investigation, Zhou Song still resisted being questioned by him in an interrogative tone. "No, I don't know where I threw him."
Han Feilu took care of his emotions and stopped asking questions: "After looking for you, he went to find Lan Lan. Maybe he wanted to confirm whether Lan Lan's pen was the one Wei Chunhong lost."
When they arrived at the downstairs of Lan Lan's house, Han Feilu parked the car by the corridor and went upstairs with Zhou Song. There were seals and warning lines posted at the door of Lan Lan's house, and there were two roadblocks. Han Feilu lifted the obstacles one by one.
He opened the door and walked in first. Zhou Song followed closely and walked to the bedroom. There were still large pools of blood on the door frame and the floor at the door. He seemed to see Liu Qin holding the door frame and sliding to the ground little by little.
He said, 'Save me.' Then, he saw himself again, a person who wanted to die without saving anything, and was even excited about Liu Qin's imminent death, a person who was as ruthless as a poisonous snake.
When he was reviewing that moment, he was shocked that he had such cold and cruel thoughts.
Seeing that his expression was unnatural, Han Feilu thought he couldn't stand the tragic murder scene, so he said, "Go to the living room and wait." After that, he closed the bedroom door.
Zhou Song took a few steps toward the living room and could hear Han Feilu rummaging around in the bedroom.
Han Feilu asked loudly: "What does that box look like?"
Zhou Song: "A green cookie box with Japanese characters printed on it."
There was a buzzing sound in the bedroom for a while, and the bedroom door was suddenly opened. Han Feilu came out holding a green tin box and asked, "Is this this one?"
Zhou Song took the box and opened the lid. There were only two pens left inside: "One is missing."
Han Feilu removed the two pen holders. The ink tubes were clean, obviously brand new, and said: "The one missing is the used one."
Zhou Song: "Did you be taken away by Lan Lan?"
Han Feilu closed the lid, put the box under his arm, put his arm around Zhou Song's shoulders and walked out: "It seems it can only be her at the moment. Let's get out quickly. Don't stay in this kind of place. If you stay in this place for a long time, it will easily turn into
Earth-bound spirit.”
Zhou Song asked him what an earth-bound spirit was, but Han Feilu didn't explain it. He just threatened him: "This thing is as difficult as a little devil. If you keep chanting a few more words, it will come to find you tonight."
Zhou Song rolled his eyes to the horizon: "Childish."
He was brought back to the police station by Han Feilu because he helped the police find the physical evidence that the police had missed. In order to make the chain of evidence link up, Han Feilu needed him to make another record. Zhou Song followed him
He went upstairs and caused quite a commotion when he passed by the office area. Not only because he came to the door several times and left a deep impression on the police, but also because his face was so outstanding that people looked at him twice wherever he went.
.
Han Feilu was like a mountain king returning from robbing his house. He hugged Zhou Song as if he was showing off his trophies: "Give the single women here a chance. Who wants to write a record for Mr. Zhou?"
He was used to making jokes, and the policewomen present just laughed and said nothing. Only Mu Xuecheng raised her hands stupidly: "Me, me, me!"
Han Feilu: "Okay, I'll give you the opportunity, so don't let it go to waste." After saying that, he pushed Zhou Song forward, "Go ahead."
If there weren't so many pairs of eyes staring at him, Zhou Song would have wanted to punch Han Feilu twice. He turned around and glared at Han Feilu secretly, then adjusted his elegant smile and walked towards Mu Xuecheng.
Han Feilu went to find Gu Hai, pulled out a chair next to Gu Hai's office and sat down: "What disease does Cai Minmin have? What medicine is she taking now?"
In the square, he called Gu Hai and asked Gu Hai to investigate whether Cai Minmin had purchased prescription drugs.
Gu Haidao: "I just contacted Cai Minmin, a fellow villager who works in a pharmacy. According to her, Cai Minmin suffers from type 1 diabetes and often asks her to buy insulin on her behalf. Because she can buy it at cost price, Cai Minmin always buys it in advance.
Transfer the money to her and she buys it directly. This is why we have never been able to find her purchase record of insulin."
Han Feilu couldn't help but glance at Zhou Song, with a complicated smile on his face: "This young master is so eloquent that he is absolutely right."
Gu Hai asked again: "As you said, I carefully inspected the syringes found in the trash can at Cai Minmin's house. One of them did not contain drug residue liquid, but insulin."
Han Feilu sat on the chair and stretched out: "Okay, the case has been upgraded and we are ready to issue a joint investigation report to all police stations. A city-wide manhunt for Feng Danian."
Gu Hai: "Yes."
Zhou Song walked over slowly and stood in front of Han Feilu. When he saw Han Feilu looking at him with a smile on his face, he asked, "Why are you so cramped from laughing?"
Han Feilu was in a good mood, took his hand, held it, and shook it vigorously: "You are really my lucky star."
Zhou Song took out his hand and said, "Take a step to speak."
Han Feilu: "As long as I don't go abroad, I can borrow as many steps as I want."
The two of them walked to the window, and Zhou Song said, "I helped you, right?"
Han Feilu: "Yes."
Zhou Song: "Then can you do me a favor?"
Han Feilu: "What's the matter?"
Zhou Song: "I want to see the case file of Wei Chunhong's case."
Han Feilu flatly refused: "No, our internal information cannot be leaked."
Zhou Song didn't have much hope, so he didn't persist, but looked disappointed.
Han Feilu looked at him and pondered for a while, then said: "But you are a person involved in that case. If I have any doubts, I can ask you."
Zhou Song didn't understand: "So?"
Han Feilu: "So I'm going to look at the case file again now. Just stand here and don't move. I have questions to ask you at any time."
He found a compromise and asked Gu Hai to dig out the case file of Wei Chunhong's case and check the details with Zhou Song one by one according to the records in the case file. The effect was almost the same as if Zhou Song saw the case file directly. When he went to the scene, the investigation records were plastered all over the scene.
Han Feilu couldn't describe the photo, so he had to look at it himself.
He immersed himself in looking at the photos of the scene, and Zhou Song was not idle either. Liang Xie checked his position and found out that he had taken another half-day leave, and asked where he was. He replied to Liang Xie's message on his mobile phone and asked about Zhou Lingjun's situation.
He and Liang Xie were exchanging messages when his right hand was suddenly pulled away by Han Feilu. He was startled: "What's wrong?"
Han Feilu straightened his wrist and pinched out a piece of green patent leather the size of a fingernail from his cuff. "Did this fall off the sculpture?"
Just now in the square, Zhou Song touched the sculpture, and a piece of peeling patent leather fell into his cuff, and it was only then that he was discovered. Zhou Song said: "It should be, what happened?"
Han Feilu tore off a photo pasted in the case file: "See for yourself."
It was a photo taken in a pit. Wei Chunhong's body was originally buried in the pit. Wei Chunhong's body was dug out. The pit was empty, with only traces of people lying there. Zhou Song didn't know why, and was about to ask him about this photo.
There was something mysterious about the photo, and his eyes suddenly froze: "There is something green at the bottom."
There is a green, thin, unknown object at the bottom of the pit. It looks like a piece of iron or plastic. The material is not important, because the material cannot be judged just from the photo. The important thing is that its color and shape are the same as the green piece on Zhou Song's cuffs.
Patent leather is very similar.
Zhou Song quickly captured the key point: "What was that sculpture made of?"
Han Feilu: "I just read the information. The sculpture was pulled to the construction site at noon on September 13, 2012, and was successfully assembled on September 20. Before it was assembled, it was a pile of parts, which was placed a hundred meters away from Wei Chunhong's corpse pit.
Domi’s place.”
Zhou Song: "September 13th... Wei Chunhong's death time was September 11th. The murderer buried the body in the construction site after killing Wei Chunhong, and the sculpture was not brought to the construction site until the 13th. How could it be in the corpse pit?
Is there peeling paint on sculpture parts?”
Han Feilu looked at him with bright eyes: "What was the day when you saw Lan Lan stealing your buttons?"
Zhou Song recalled it for a moment and was horrified: "The morning of the 13th."
Han Feilu: "If I'm not wrong, the murderer should have dug up the pit after burying the body and put your buttons in, hoping to put the blame on you. But he accidentally dropped something that shouldn't have fallen in.
.”
The truth that had been hidden for ten years was finally revealed, and it was the truth that Zhou Song had been looking for. It all happened so suddenly. Zhou Song's mind was a little wandering. He leaned against the window sill and was silent for a long time, saying, "Could Lan Lan really be the murderer?"
?”
Han Feilu said: "But there are still doubts."
Zhou Song: "What's the doubt?"
Han Feilu: "Killing people and burying corpses. Can Lan Lan, who was only 15 years old at the time, be able to do it? Wei Chunhong was hit on the back of the head with a heavy object and died. She had physical contact with the murderer before her death and had defensive wounds on her body. If Lan Lan
If there is a confrontation with Wei Chunhong, I don’t think Lan Lan will be Wei Chunhong’s opponent.”
Zhou Song recalled what Lan Lan looked like back then. Because Lan Lan was short and thin, she sat in the front three rows of the classroom all year round. She was also introverted and timid. "You are right, Lan Lan is not Wei Chunhong's opponent, but what happened to her is suspicious.
how to explain?"
Han Feilu turned to the window, leaned out of the window and looked out. The light in his eyes gradually became dim: "Contradiction."
Zhou Song didn't hear clearly: "What?"
Han Feilu: "Wei Chunhong died on the evening of the 11th, and Lan Lan's mother also disappeared on the 11th. On the 11th, Lan Lan and her father accompanied their mother Song Caiyun to come out of the hospital after dialysis at around six o'clock in the evening. Song Caiyun's
According to detailed records in the disappearance case, Lan Lan's father Lan Zhaolin said that he and Lan Lan went to a shoe repair shop and Song Caiyun went home alone. If Lan Zhaolin was telling the truth, Lan Lan should have been with him all the time.
, how could it be related to Wei Chunhong’s death case?”
Zhou Song also heard about Lan Lan's mother's disappearance and wondered: "Are Lan Lan and Lan Zhaolin both lying?"
Han Feilu: "The clues we have found now point to a direct relationship between Lan Lan and the Wei Chunhong case. On the evening of the 11th, Lan Lan may have been located near the construction site where the crime occurred, instead of staying in a shoe repair shop with her father Lan Zhaolin.
But both Lan Lan and Lan Zhaolin told the police that they were in the store together. Another way of thinking is that they were making alibi for each other. If their purpose was really to make an alibi for each other, then Lan Lan
Zhaolin should be like Lan Lan, not in the store, but at the construction site where the crime occurred."
After Zhou Song listened, he slowly took a breath of cool air, then faced the window and saw a deep alley in the dazzling sunlight. Wei Chunhong rode a bicycle through the alley...
"You are right. Lan Lan cannot kill people and bury corpses by herself. She must have a helper, or an accomplice, and her accomplice is her father Lan Zhaolin."