when the moon whispers

case one boy

Fifteen out of control

The outer layers of the cordon were so thick that nothing could get through.

Dead people were buried in the stinky puddles—it doesn’t need to hear the cause and effect of this matter, or even describe the chaos of Zhang Fei in detail. A few words and a few words are enough to make the surrounding residents put down the TV at seven or eight o’clock The Guotai Minan in the city, raised his legs and went to watch the exciting scenes that can be used for future conversation and entertainment.

The curiosity-seeking psychology of going to the scene of the corpse dumping is far stronger than the excitement of watching the quarrel between the uncles and aunts. Several exhausted policemen from the police station went back and forth, shouting hoarsely at the crowd who couldn't get away: "Who's home?" The child?! Why did the parents hold the child on the neck?! Can you see everything?!"

Jiang Mo crossed the cordon with the forensic doctors and technology who came to assist in the investigation.

The driver of the dump truck who discovered that the suitcase had been dug out for inspection was put into the car by his workers and taken to the hospital with a pale face after receiving the routine questioning.Xiao Letian rummaged through the trash can for evidence that might have been removed as trash, and found a mug with a gap in the middle of a pile of rags mixed with stinky mud—the little policeman froze for a moment, blinking The eyes remembered that this cup seemed to be a pair with the cups in the cupboard of Zhao Qing's house, and by accident, they moved closer to sniff to see if there was any bloody smell left.

However, the broken cup had been retting in the stinky mud and smelly water for too many days, and the stench immediately made him stare in eyes. He jumped up and ran to the flower bed a few steps away, retched a few times, and twitched like a physiological flood. tears and snot, squatting there to soothe myself.

Jiang Mo walked around behind him and handed him a bottle of water, left an evidence bag for Xiao Letian, and patted the little policeman on the back of the head: "Wash your mouth and come back to work."

Zhu Silai has been squatting and kneeling on the smelly muddy ground. When he saw several forensic doctors and technicians who had just come home and took a shower, he nodded and said hello, and then stood up dizzily supporting Jiang Mo's shoulders. , "The basic inspection of the inside and outside of the suitcase is almost done. The plastic wrap wrapped around the corpse can be cut, but be careful, evidence is easy to remain on the plastic wrap, handle it carefully, and you have to peel it layer by layer when you go back."

Gu Xing came back after fooling around with a group of journalists who were on the move, and took over Zhu Silai's heavy responsibility, "It's really not human's job to deal with these journalists who are engaged in news. If I knew it, I would have taken Old Geng over."

Zhu Silai glanced at him dumbfounded: "...If you catch me being taken advantage of, you will be fine. Lao Geng's daughter is in the third day of this year, her sister-in-law is not in good health, and there are old people at home who can't take care of her. Do you think they are all like our brothers?" Like an old bachelor? Why are you always thinking about dragging him when you have nothing to do?"

Gu Xing hugged his arms, and his eyes fell on several technicians who were making final preparations for breaking the plastic wrap to preserve the evidence. He said without saying a word: "I am still a budding flower, don't make me follow If you compare them, you will grow old quickly by staying up late at this job."

After finishing his mouth, Captain Gu glanced at Director Zhu's eyes, and saw that he bent his brows and eyes in a pleasant manner, and immediately realized that he was about to finish playing. She flinched, but she didn't dare to show it because of her face, she took a sharp breath, and raised her hand to block: "Don't, don't, you are a flower bone, you are not a sharp one."

Zhu Silai ignored him, gestured for him to be more serious, tapped his leg, and stood upright when he felt that the numbness was not too much, silently staring at the plastic wrap that was carefully torn inch by inch, and finally saw the dead man The complete appearance froze his expression for a moment, and turned his head to look at Gu Xing, whose brows were furrowed.

"It's too young."

The rigor had been completely relieved, the naked corpse began to rot, and the rotten smell hit the face along with the visual impact, and even the intern forensic doctor who was taking pictures and collecting evidence next to him hid back.

Xiao Letian, who had just vomited for a while and came back dizzy, was stunned for two seconds, turned his head and ran away.

Gu Xing raised his hand and snapped his fingers next to Jiang Mo's ear, who was staring at the suitcase motionlessly, "Don't be dazed, can you recognize it?"

Jiang Mo shook violently.

Seeing the swollen and deformed face of the deceased, she was a little hesitant, and together with Zhu Silai, she leaned forward, glanced at the clothes stuffed in the gaps of the suitcase to prevent stains from seeping out, and finally fixed her eyes on the collarbone of the deceased, looking at The dilapidated and coquettish rose on the skin recalled the few photos of Zhao Qing left in the entertainment city, and nodded with difficulty.

"Zhao Qing, it should be right."

In the evening, the faintly clear sky was once again shrouded in the night with rolling dark clouds, and the rumbling thunder seemed to be hidden deep in the clouds, approaching slowly and heavily.

"There are blunt object wounds on the scalp and skull, and the three open knife wounds on the arm, under the left collarbone, and abdomen are not considered fatal locations—"

Zhu Silai gently pulled the open flesh from the wound, quickly gave a preliminary inspection judgment, paused, and said a cruel conjecture: "If we make an inference based on the amount of bleeding in the room just now, the deceased It should be that after the injury, I lay consciously on the floor of the living room for a while, waiting for the blood to flow out little by little, and then went into shock due to excessive blood loss, and finally..."

The night suddenly dawned, and the thunder deep in the clouds exploded overhead.

Zhu Silai frowned regretfully: "She died very painfully."

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It was almost midnight after the preliminary investigation of the murder scene and the corpse scene, and the temporary lights were removed, and Jiang Mo and the auxiliary police from the two police stations were left beside the mud pit, with flashlights to help the forensic and technical staff who were finishing up at the scene. Put the boxes back.

Xiao Letian was kicked by Gu Xing to give Zhu Silai the courage to be the driver, and Hao Sheng escorted Zhao Qing who was in the suitcase back to the team. Gu Xing sat on the scene until the end, waiting for Cengjiangmo's car to drive home.

"Winter is coming...what the hell is this weather..."

"Meow."

Holding a broken umbrella, Gu Xing muttered a word of emotion in the gradually silent rainy night, but there was a sudden response from under the car——Gu Xing regained his energy, walked around the police car with his body bowed and buttocks pouted, trying to seduce him. The Sanhua Wildcat hiding under the car came out.Who would have thought that the three-colored cat would ignore him at all, and just lay on the inside of the tire calmly and licked its paws. It didn't raise its head until Jiang Mo packed up and came back to drive. Di came out with catwalks, walked around Jiang Mo's feet, and then rushed into the night without any hesitation.

Jiang Mo looked down at Gu Xing who was still leaning against the car.

"Master, if you want to touch it, can I catch it for you?"

Gu Xing straightened up and tugged at the skirt of his clothes: "There is no fate, don't force it, let's go, go back to the team."

Gu Xing pulled the co-pilot's not-so-useful seat belt and barely buckled it, and as soon as he stepped out of the gate of Honghua Community, he began to feel jealous of the humanoid catnip who beckoned cats and dogs: "This cat is very good at watching people. Dishes."

"...It is probably Zhao Qing's wild cat. I flipped through the cat food at her house, and it might smell familiar to me."

Jiang Mo glanced at the seat belt buckle of the co-pilot, and did not comment on Gu Xing's childlike heart, "Master, you are also good enough, let Letian help the uncle to carry the body, and you are not afraid that he will drive away halfway." I fainted in the car."

"His courage can be practiced. Just take a look at that suitcase today. This kid almost spit out his bile..." Gu Xing yawned, "The two intern forensic doctors following Zhu Silai are both beautiful Little girl, I am giving him an opportunity to express himself."

"He has no shortage of little girls to see. When I took him out for investigation, many girls asked him for his phone number. This fool left a 110... just because he was afraid that his evidence would be lifted up. Soft." Jiang Mo couldn't hold back his joy, saw Gu Xing put on a cigarette to refresh himself, raised his hand and pushed down the window of the passenger's car first, and persuaded him: "Master, you almost have enough cigarettes today."

Gu Xing hummed and fumbled for the lighter in his pocket for a long time, then suddenly realized that he was paralyzed on the co-pilot, "It's impossible to guard against. Zhu Silai, that little thief, confiscated my lighter again. Take a ballpoint pen from me..."

Jiang Mo pursed his lips and sniggered silently, and said kindly after a while: "There are mints in the glove box, why don't you chew a couple of them."

Gu Xing waved his hand, leaned on it for a while and felt that the long arms and legs were not in the right place no matter what, adjusted the space of the co-pilot, and felt that something was stuck under the seat, bowed his head for a long time: "You two brothers This car has only been driven for a few days, and the co-pilot is almost like a doghouse, with a pile of bottles and garbage bags stuffed down, out of sight, out of mind, right..."

"It's not because of both of us. I didn't get my car back after being sent to Xiaomi for repairs. I just drove it for two days. It was before—"

Jiang Mo was driving the car and argued confidently. Halfway through the conversation, he caught a glimpse of Gu Xing picking something out from under the seat, and blinked: "Where did this come from?"

"Wallet—you two brothers would rather sit awkwardly in the car than take a look at it. This wallet is hidden under here, and neither of you has found it." Gu Xing glanced at the appearance of this very old-fashioned wallet, After carefully looking at the Ultraman with peeling prints on it, he opened it and saw a card that looked like a work permit, and looked at it for a long time with the streetlight outside the car window, "What... hrg... why are these still English letters?" After distinguishing for a while, Gu Xing decided to give up reading. He turned to the back of the card and saw a standard ID photo, and suddenly handed it to Jiang Mo.

"That won't let you knock that kid into the hospital with the sole of your shoe? That's not right... Where did you come from?"

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Zhao Qing's dead body was seen again, and Cheng Ye's sophistry of relying on stepping on the border of underage to overwhelm the river has completely become a futile means of struggle.

Zhu Silai took two trainee forensic doctors to inspect the plastic wrap wrapped around Zhao Qing's body layer by layer, inch by inch, and finally extracted two fuzzy and comparable fingerprints of Cheng Ye from the inner layer of plastic wrap. , and a small amount of Cheng Ye's DNA—preliminary speculation is that during the wrapping of the body, the plastic film was not cleaned up completely due to sweat accidentally staining it.

Thanks to the spread of word-of-mouth communication by the uncles and aunts in Honghua Community, a nearby resident who wandered back and forth on the road for half a night because of his pet dog’s stomachache in the middle of the night called the police’s evidence collection hotline two days after the body was found. The phone call provided the eyewitness testimony of Cheng Ye throwing and destroying the body in the middle of the night, confirming that the facts of his crime were correct, and assisting the police in sorting out the exact timeline when Cheng Ye killed Zhao Qing and carried out the burial and destruction of evidence.

Because Cheng Ye insisted on violent law enforcement first, there was nothing the supervisor could do, so Jiang Mo had to be expelled from the follow-up interrogation.Police officer Jiang has been running around in and out of the police force for the past two days, trying to obtain other testimonies of stalking and molesting incidents. He has gained little, but it is better than nothing, but he has been repeatedly hit by a wall, and he is so frustrated that he collapses on a chair. , reached out to take a bag of green-skinned oranges that Xiao Letian brought back after running the detention center, picked up one that was sour, and put it aside casually: "Come back so soon? Put it down or make trouble again?"

Xiao Letian first filled half a tank of water: "Did you believe it?"

"Cheng Ye admitted that he did it the day Zheng Fei secretly photographed him beating Zhao Qing. He said that at first it was just a conflict caused by a quarrel, but he couldn't control his anger, so he picked up a mug and swung it on Zhao Qing's head. Who would have thought that Zhao Qing turned over the knife and came out to make gestures..." Xiao Letian picked up the orange petal and took a bite, trembling with soreness: "I'm used to seeing Cheng Ye running the train every day, his honesty makes my heart skip a beat chug."

Cheng Ye's uncharacteristically innocent plea surprised the police—Xiao Letian vaguely sensed that Cheng Ye seemed to care about Zhao Qing's death, and even rarely concealed it during the honest confession.However, just when the police thought they could breathe a sigh of relief, Cheng Ye suddenly mentioned the conditions to the police before he finally signed: first, he applied again and asked for the most systematic mental appraisal; Before the procuratorate, see Jiang Mo again.

Jiang Mo looked up at Xiao Letian who had been passing the message, his face wrinkled into a ball for some unknown reason, and he replied annoyedly.

"Why are you seeing me? I'm not his mother."

Then he jumped up after a few seconds, "Did that evil person bring it up by himself?"

Xiao Letian was also at a loss: "Before Cheng Ye grabbed you and said you were violent in law enforcement. Today he suddenly said that he would not pursue it. He said he wanted to see you and apologize to you before going in completely."

Jiang Mo crossed his arms and pondered for a while: "...don't make him a monster again."

"Is it him who doesn't want to be a monster? It's you who don't want to be a monster."

Gu Xing wandered over from the chief's office upstairs and casually struck up a few sentences.

In the past two days, Captain Gu has been entangled in the case of Zheng Fei's family and Li Qiming, the former leader of the fourth team, who were involved in gangsters and bribery.Leaning against Jiang Mo's desk, he stuffed two green-skinned oranges into his trouser pocket, "That bastard has always been very sorry for not being able to stab you to death. People like him are usually obsessed, so an apology is unlikely. I think [-]% of them are looking for some chance to bite you again, you better not be too active in your mind."

"This orange is so sour that my uncle can't eat it. You bring him this apple. Xia Yan won't be able to eat it when she is discharged from the hospital. Bring it to me." Jiang Mo wrinkled his nose, a little unwillingly, "I won't see him He didn't stop tossing, checking that I haven't finished writing yet..."

For the past two days, Jiang Mo has been brooding about her inability to participate in Cheng Ye's interrogation. She looked at Gu Xing's expression and rubbed her hands together, "Master, I think I can go talk to him? The worst thing is, give me another shot." Hit someone... But what if I can trick me into giving some additional testimony about the motive of the crime?"

Gu Xing squinted at her, and at a glance, he could see the small plan she was brooding over. He couldn't persuade her, so he could only remind her verbally and hit her on the head with an orange: "The prosecution has already been handed in." , You can see him if you want, and you can submit supplementary evidence, but just in case, don’t go to interrogation, ask him for an interview.”

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The serial stalking and wounding case ended with the suspect Cheng Ye committing murder and burying his body as an adult. The chain of evidence related to the case is clear and complete. There is basically no problem.

It's just that some details that are not included in the chain of evidence will inevitably make Jiang Mo, who has just glimpsed a corner, hard to let go.

For example Qian Qian who committed suicide suddenly, for example Zhao Qing who gave him warmth.

Cheng Ye was still very resistant to his mother's topic, but with the lessons learned from the past, when Jiang Mo hit him sharply, Cheng Ye didn't get angry for no reason, but just leaned on the chair, looking away from Jiang Mo's face—— — In the reception room, the two of them sat facing each other. Cheng Ye couldn't relieve his depressed mood, so he could only lower his head slightly and click his tongue impatiently.

"There's nothing to say. In order to deceive me, you wanted to know what kind of entanglement I had with her. You'll find out when you go back to the Red Mansion and inquire about it. There's no way to hide secrets in a place that's not much different from the dormitory."

Then Cheng Ye glanced at Jiang Mo again, "Maybe you have already found out, and you know that it has nothing to do with this case. No one mentioned it when the interrogation was recorded before, only you..."

Jiang Mo didn't go around in circles with him, and leaned forward curiously: "Actually, I've always suspected that you hated your mother and wanted to vent your dissatisfaction, but you were afraid of her authority, that's why you acted in favor of other women. Transferring your hatred on your body—maybe when you choose a victim, you will also unconsciously choose someone who has a subtle connection with your mother. For example... I saw Qian Qian's previous work in the old house in the Red Mansion. In photos, she likes to paint red nails, has a red commuter bag, and a red skirt, and took photos when she was a child when she accompanied you to the park—”

Cheng Ye pursed his lips: "Enough, stop talking."

Jiang Mo glanced at him indifferently, sat up a little, and asked calmly, "Do you hate her?"

"I don't know... Maybe, but how should I put it? Although she ruined me, she also made me, which is very contradictory. But you are not completely wrong. I am not a saint, and I also need to vent. I may not There is no way to do anything through normal sexual behavior, but following and beating someone can bring me the same pleasure..."

Cheng Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Jiang Mo casually: "To be honest, you look good in a red dress."

Jiang Mo didn't pick on him, grabbed Cheng Ye's voice and asked, "Why do you think Qian Qian has made you?"

Cheng Ye didn't show any disgust at Jiang Mo's changing the subject, and replied honestly: "When Cheng Li went out to fool around, she would let me follow her secretly, and then go back and tell her that those women Cheng Li stole outside are all wrong." Influential stuff... It should be to satisfy her sense of superiority. It's a pity that Cheng Li once met a teacher from a key middle school, who was very beautiful and excellent, and she jumped off the building within a few days. I couldn't handle it at that time I understand what she is thinking, but recently I seem to be able to understand—”

Cheng Ye leaned back slightly, as if immersed in his own imagination: "There is a kind, my dog ​​is out of control, it has found a better owner, it may leave at any time, it is no longer my property... this kind of Feelings. But she chose suicide, I didn't."

Jiang Mo pursed his lips, and immediately realized what he was talking about. He raised his hand and tapped the monitoring microphone, signaling to Gu Xing who was listening to the wind in the monitoring room next door.

"Zhao Qing." Jiang Mo said softly: "Tell me about Xiao Qing, how did you know each other?"

"Donglin West Road was sealed off for a while. She worked the night shift at a convenience store. Once, she was haunted by a drunkard. I helped her."

Cheng Ye said that when he saw Zhao Qing at first, his expression was very relaxed, and his left leg was shaking rhythmically, "After I met her, I ran into her again in the entertainment city, paid her to accompany me a few times, and she said she would always follow me , and gave me a key to her house, allowing me to live in her place on weekends - Cheng Li used to get into trouble with loan sharks, and someone always knocked on the door at home, I was annoyed, so I came to live with her for a while But she took the relationship between me and her for granted. That time on Chemical Street, she was curious about where I would go and what to do, and followed me secretly, so I didn’t have a chance to do anything to that woman at all. She gave I called and called an ambulance for the girl."

Jiang Mo pondered for a moment: "Didn't she persuade you?"

"Persuaded me, and asked someone to ask the psychiatrist how to treat it. She seemed to think that my nature was good, but I was sick." Cheng Ye snorted mockingly, and shrugged indifferently, "Later, Xia Yan When it was on the news, she guessed that I did it. Because I was in a bad state after seeing the girl in the third class get into a car accident, especially when I saw that girl was hit by a car and turned into a blood gourd..."

As Cheng Ye was speaking, his arms shook uncontrollably, not much, and the handcuffs rattled.

Jiang Mo frowned, and then said, "It's very similar to the scene where your mother committed suicide, so when you attack Xia Yan, you want to see that... bloody scene again."

Cheng Ye didn't deny it, and pressed his trembling wrist, but his expression returned to calm: "I can't control it."

"But Xia Yan failed to fully satisfy your wishes...so you killed Xiaoqing because you wanted to see such a scene again?"

Jiang Mo tentatively asked, but Cheng Ye didn't answer, the corner of his left lip twitched, as if he could hear the gritty feeling of his molars grinding after biting - Jiang Mo lowered his eyelids and glanced at the file Looking at the last photo taken by Zhao Qing, he quickly looked at Cheng Ye and asked firmly, "Or... because Zhao Qing has been getting close to the boss of the entertainment city recently?"

Cheng Ye seemed to have been stabbed at the pain point by a knife, and slammed the table: "She shouldn't argue with me about whether to work or not, but she dared to threaten me with a knife given by someone else!"

Jiang Mo looked at him expressionlessly, and remained silent for a long time. He waited until Cheng Ye's twitching veins recovered, and then said flatly, "But you regret it."

Cheng Ye seemed to have been sucked out of his strength, put his arms on the table, covered his face and let out a long sigh: "She didn't yell... the other women would yell loudly when they were hit, but how many times did she suffer?" Knife, didn't even yell."

Jiang Mo frowned deeply, "Didn't she say anything to you at the end?"

"I said, intermittently, she was about to die, and she still thanked me for helping her that day. She also said before that after the entertainment city was closed, the money she sent home would be less, and her parents scolded her, and when she met a drunk That day her parents just called her and told her that if she had no money, she would be better off dying outside, and she was planning to commit suicide because I saved her."

"She's like me, no one wants her, it's ridiculous."

"Officer Jiang, the smell on your body is very similar to Xiaoqing. It's not the smell of perfume. You probably don't have such a thing as perfume. It should be your own smell, or it may be shower gel... Anyway, your whole body feels different Much like her."

Cheng Ye's face was flushed, and when he put down his hand, there seemed to be tears in the corners of his eyes, but the corners of his mouth curled up strangely, "If it wasn't for this, I would have been in a trance for a while, and I would have stabbed you in the neck with one knife. It's a pity -"

Jiang Mo's expression didn't fluctuate, and he looked at him indifferently.Cheng Ye couldn't see any fear in her eyes, and suddenly felt bored, his whole body slumped back, his head was twisted, his eyes suddenly turned, and he was staring at the surveillance camera with a red light flashing in the corner of the roof Look, he suddenly thought of something, and raised a creepy smiling face.

"But you guessed it right, I only picked out girls with red...but not entirely because of Qian Qian."

Cheng Ye looked at the camera without moving, as if he was staring at the person behind the camera monitor - he guessed that maybe it was Captain Gu who looked at him like a jackal, and then turned to look at Jiang Mo again, laughing because of his neck. The distortion made a sharp whistle.

"I've seen you before, Officer Jiang, in the Red Chamber. Three years ago."