When they returned to the police station, it was already half past one. There was almost nothing in the canteen's food bowls. Zhou Liuyi took a look from a distance and was about to leave, but Aunt Li called them over, took out two lunch boxes from the cabinet under the chopping board, and put them in the microwave:
"I heard from Qingmei that you went to see that martial arts madman again. It's quite dangerous. I saved some food for you as soon as the meal came out."
After receiving the lunch box, Zhou Liu did not even hold the chopsticks firmly, but started to eat the rice:
“It smells so good!”
He smiled and said:
"It's not that dangerous."
Aunt Li shook her head again and again:
"In this peaceful era, you police officers are the most dangerous. Don't learn from them. When you are busy, you don't care about anything, don't eat on time, and get sick."
Saturday's Laugh:
"I know, Aunt Li."
After a quick meal, Zhou Liu returned to his workstation. Seeing a stack of forms on the table, he took them and started to work. Huang Qingmei looked at him from time to time at the table next to him. After Zhou Liu finished the forms, she took out a bottle of drink from her bag and gave it to Zhou Liu:
"Here you go."
I opened it and took a sip on Saturday:
"Thank you. I'll treat you to a midnight snack tonight."
Huang Qingmei blushed:
“Buy one, get one free.”
Li Hua came over and joked:
"Qingmei, you used to drink this drink every day, why didn't I hear you say there was a buy one get one free promotion?"
Huang Qingmei rolled her eyes coquettishly and handed him another bottle of drink:
"This bottle costs three yuan, scan the code to pay!"
Li Hua took it with a smile:
"Talking about money hurts our feelings, I'll buy you some milk tea!"
Huang Qingmei rolled her eyes:
"I'm getting fatter than death. I won't drink milk tea. Please fill out this form for me!"
When it comes to working at a desk, Li Hua scratches his head. At this time, the police center calls to send police. The nearby vocational school has started. A student called and forgot the password of his suitcase and called the police. Wang Caizhi has materials in his hand, which are supplementary parts of Kong Long's case. He can't leave and is going to send Zhou Liuyi, but Li Hua quickly jumps in front of Wang Caizhi:
"Lao Wang, I'll go!"
Wang Caizhi rarely saw Li Hua so active, and did not want to dampen his enthusiasm, so he agreed:
"Okay, then you go and make sure you read it carefully before signing."
Li Hua rolled up the document. Wang Caizhi's eyebrows jumped when he saw it, but Li Hua was still nonchalant: "I know, Lao Wang, it's just some additional evidence."
Wang Caizhi took the materials from Li Hua and said earnestly:
"This is the material I'm working on. I asked you to bring all the materials you need for the police call."
Li Hua blew a kiss to Huang Qingmei and said with a smile:
"This is a very urgent police situation. I'm leaving now. Qingmei, keep this form here. I'll do it for you when I get back."
Huang Qingmei snatched the form with her slender hands, and her pretty face turned pale:
"What's the emergency? You're just helping someone find a locksmith for 40 bucks. You can do it in a minute by just calling, but you're still making a trip. Waiting for you? I'll do it myself."
Li Hua spread his hands, pretending to be helpless, but actually said in a scoundrelly way:
"You can't blame me for this. The police dispatch record must be signed and fingerprinted. We haven't opened the telephone police service yet, so I can only make a trip."
Huang Qingmei said disdainfully:
"Don't think I don't know that you just want to go to the university to see beautiful girls. Go away and don't bother me here."
Li Hua quickly distanced himself from the issue:
"Qingmei, you can't accuse me of this. Most of the students in the vocational school are only fourteen years old. They are still underage. If I want to see a beautiful girl, I can look at you openly in the office!"
Huang Qingmei raised her foot and kicked, and the clay man became even more angry:
"Go away!"
Li Hua ran away, jumping and running, and made a face at Zhou Liuyi:
"Brother, I'll treat you to a midnight snack tonight, remember to invite Qingmei."
Zhou Liuyi was biting the tip of his pen while writing the promotional copy. He raised his head and said with a smile without any hesitation:
"I will eat you until you go bankrupt."
Li Hua ran away in a flash.
Huang Qingmei looked at so much material and sighed:
"We are the ones who do the publicity, the stamping, the purchasing, and even the anti-fraud slogans for express delivery... Why are there so many things to do? Liuyi, can you help me with some of them?"
Huang Qingmei saw Zhou Liuyi's anti-fraud propaganda copy and couldn't help but read it out:
“If you have money, don’t use the internet to manage your finances; if you don’t have money, don’t use the internet to take out a loan.”
"Men don't go online to chat naked, and women don't go online to date."
"The probability of you being defrauded of 180,000 yuan is much higher than the probability of you earning 180,000 yuan."
…
Huang Qingmei found it more and more interesting the more she read:
"These are good slogans, what do you think?"
Li Juan was working on the ledger, typing away on the keyboard, and said weakly:
"He is from Baidu. Nowadays, kids are always thinking of taking shortcuts. My kid would take a photo of his homework and search for the answer if he wasn't paying attention."
Zhou Liuyi took the form from Huang Qingmei and said with a smile:
"Sister Juan, standing on the shoulders of giants to pick apples is a good thing. It shows that the child is smart."
Li Juan felt helpless, proud, and a little worried. Being a mother is too difficult:
"It's not a good thing for a monkey kid to be too smart. I just discovered it recently. Even though I confiscated his cell phone, he still finished his homework very quickly and watched cartoons after finishing. As soon as I opened the door, he pretended to do his homework. If I hadn't touched the TV panel several times and it was very hot, I wouldn't have noticed that this kid watched TV every night. What do you think will happen if his eyes are damaged? The military, police and medical fields don't recruit people with myopia."
Saturday smiled and said:
"No matter how powerful the Monkey King is, he can't escape the clutches of Tathagata Buddha, right? No matter how powerful the kid is, he can't beat a policeman like you, right? Don't worry."
There were not many people around at this time in the afternoon, so Huang Qingmei secretly took out some ice cream and ate it from the drawer. Several people were chatting while working, and the atmosphere was quite good.
…
When the director came in, sweating profusely, he saw this scene from afar, but he did not go over. Among the grassroots units, the police station is the busiest, and the office is often so busy that it becomes a place to store materials.
It was a rare opportunity to have a little time to relax, so he didn't bother her.
He went upstairs through the back door. There were cases that needed to be handed over, one from the criminal police team and the other from the economic investigation team. He needed to sign to accept the case. He sent a message in the group, took the information and left.
But there is not much free time.
Someone came to call the police.
It was a middle-aged woman who was staggering, holding a skinny child. She knelt down when she saw the police and spoke in very unstandard Mandarin:
"I beg you, please help me!"
Shi Wenwen just happened to come back and immediately set up her camera. Zhou Liuyi gave her a sharp look and she immediately put the camera away.
Saturday, a middle-aged woman was helped up:
"What happened to you? Sit down and tell me slowly."
Huang Qingmei went to pour water. When Zhou Liu saw that the child's face was also dirty, she went out to get some hot water so that she could wipe the child's face and get some food.
Huang Qingmei sighed:
"If there is anything wrong, it must be related to money. We are a police station, not a temple of wealth. We can't do anything."
Zhou Liuyi shook his head, obviously he had already made up his mind. He was not someone who gave up easily:
"If you have any problems, go to the police. We should not be so pessimistic and try to help as much as we can."
Huang Qingmei said in embarrassment:
"But we don't know how to print money, and our salaries aren't that high."
Zhou Liuyi had already returned with hot water and some snacks such as milk and biscuits from the dormitory. The child's mother kept saying thank you, wiped the child's hands, softened the biscuits with milk and gave them to the child to eat, and told her experience with tears in her eyes:
"My child is sick and has a tumor in his brain. The doctor said that the hospital in Sanjiang City can treat it. I knelt down from door to door in the village and borrowed 20,000 yuan. I stuffed the money in my luggage bag. When I got off the train, my child suddenly vomited. I was so busy taking care of him that I lost my bag..."
Upon hearing this, Li Juan immediately contacted the train station. There was a police station there, and there were also police on the train:
"Don't worry, we'll find you a bag first."
But the middle-aged woman couldn't stop crying as she spoke, full of bitterness:
"We borrowed these 20,000 yuan. How would I survive if I lost it?"
Fortunately.
Li Juan contacted the train station and found her bag, which was a plastic woven bag. Inside it were documents wrapped tightly in a plastic bag and a stack of 20,000 yuan in a small underwear bag.
There were both scattered and whole items, some of which were very old, and she put them neatly together.
This money was used by the poor mother to save her child's life. When the mother heard that the money had been found, she wiped her tears with her chapped hands:
"Thank you! Thank you police."
However, the child's face suddenly turned purple and he had difficulty breathing. Everyone was in a panic and Zhou Liuyi had to drive the child to the hospital immediately.
Shi Wenwen and Huang Qingmei both wanted to follow, but the window in the institute needed someone to stay, so Shi Wenwen hurriedly said:
"I've learned a little bit of first aid! I can help hold the baby. My last project was done in the hospital. I know how to get the fastest registration and queue times at the emergency department and pediatrics department!"
Zhou Liuyi took the key and nodded to Shi Wenwen:
"Walk!"
Shi Wenwen quickly collected a few things the child would need and immediately ran out.
When they arrived at the hospital, Shi Wenwen took the mother and child to see a doctor for help. On Zhou Liuyi, she took the child's ID to register and also contacted Li Juan to ask the train station to help send the bag to the hospital.
Next, it’s a long wait.
When it was time to get off work, Huang Qingmei made a detour to help buy a few boxed lunches and soup. The mother came out of the attending physician's office with heavy steps and a dazed look in her eyes.
Huang Qingmei gave her the lunch box, took out the chopsticks, and asked her:
"Sister, how is the child?"
The mother took a mouthful of rice, chewed it a few times, but couldn't swallow it. She hugged the lunch box and cried loudly:
"My child can be saved, but the doctor told me to prepare 230,000 yuan! Where can I get 230,000 yuan? I have borrowed from everyone I can, and they are borrowing money for my child. Who else can I ask for help? The fruit trees in the field can only produce a few apples a year..."
Huang Qingmei couldn't eat after listening to this.
On Saturday, Huang Qingmei put the lunch box aside, took out a handful of change from her pocket and gave it to the mother. She was a little surprised:
"You still got cash?"
Saturday nod:
"My family runs a small business, so we need some spare change."
She and Shi Wenwen had no money, so they used their mobile phones to transfer some money to her. But then they realized that this mother was not using a smart phone, and she looked embarrassed:
"Comrade police, you have helped me a lot. I will think of another way..."
Shi Wenwen frowned:
“How do you start a crowdfunding campaign?”
Huang Qingmei had obviously seen too many things like this. She could no longer eat her meal. She closed the lunch box and held it in her hand. It seemed that the lunch box was particularly heavy and it made her breathless.
"Crowdfunding is all done on WeChat Moments, with people helping each other. She doesn't have a smartphone, and it's very likely that other people in her circle don't have one either."
Zhou Yi took the bank card, ran out again, withdrew some money from the hospital's ATM, and returned to hand it to the mother:
"I asked the doctor, and the ICU fee is paid day by day. Don't lose heart, we will find a way for you."
Zhou Liuyi, Huang Qingmei, Shi Wenwen and others went to buy some daily necessities for her, rented a camp bed, and helped her settle down.
After leaving the hospital, Shi Wenwen was so shocked that her jaw almost dropped: "What era is it now? It's hard to imagine that there are still people using non-smart phones."
Huang Qingmei rolled her eyes at Shi Wenwen:
"You are still a journalist. Some mountainous areas only had electricity a few years ago, and there are still many places without Internet access."
Shi Wenwen muttered softly:
“I haven’t been there.”
The wind was particularly cold at night. Even with my hands in my pockets on Saturday, I still felt the cold was unbearable:
"There are 1.4 billion people in our country, but the number of Internet users is 1 billion. There are also nearly 200 million people who do not use the Internet, and it is difficult for them to be seen by the mainstream media."
Huang Qingmei sighed. This matter was overwhelming her.
"I have seen a lot of such things, but our police station is not a bank and we cannot print money. Banks are not charities and they give out umbrellas to companies when it is sunny and take them away when it rains, not to mention ordinary people."
When they reached the fork in the road, Huang Qingmei had missed the last bus, so she rode a shared electric bike.
It was late autumn and the weather was already very cold. When I asked her to take a taxi on Saturday, she thought it was too expensive:
"It's twenty-five dollars to take a taxi back, and three dollars to ride a bike."
On Saturday, he gave her his coat.
Huang Qingmei thanked him, finally a smile appeared on her face, and she got on the electric bike and left.
The police car was still parked in the hospital parking lot. Shi Wenwen was a little afraid that Zhou Liuyi would be harsh on her, so she didn't dare to ask Zhou Liuyi to drive her there, and prepared to take a taxi and leave.
But Zhou Liuyi stopped her and was much nicer than before, and was willing to negotiate:
"How's your dissertation going?"
Shi Wenwen was flattered, thinking that Zhou Liuyi, the top student, would guide her in writing her thesis. She quickly counted on her fingers and began to list the items one by one. But after talking for a long time, she began to complain:
"Our duplication rate this year is too horrible. The things we study have all been studied before. I have a senior who just made a new material in his lab, but another lab came up with it a day earlier, so his work became useless. I also have a classmate who studies agriculture. Students from other majors who came to play outside the school ate the grapes she planted. Some of her grapes have been planted for a year, so she won't be able to graduate this year."
Saturday was just a laugh.
Shi Wenwen hurriedly asked:
“I heard your essay is difficult too.”
Saturday nod:
"It's OK. I went to intern at a ticket booking software company, found a bug, and then worked with them to fix the bug, and my thesis was passed."
Shi Wenwen was extremely envious:
"Papers like these will only be valuable for reference in the future. I feel like what I wrote is just a bunch of garbage."
Although Zhou Liuyi is several years younger than Shi Wenwen, he now looks like a mature and steady charlatan, giving the young lady advice online:
"I heard from a friend that a criminal psychology graduate wrote his thesis on stalkers, but the previous papers were too voluminous to begin with.
The ready-made cases are simple to study, but not challenging.
They studied a celebrity who was particularly active on the Internet. By analyzing the updates posted by the celebrity and looking for clues, they determined the celebrity's location and the situation of the people around him.
Then, they predicted the stars’ marriages, finances, and work status more accurately than the paparazzi.”
Shi Wenwen was dumbfounded:
"This, this is too exciting."
Saturday nod:
"Indeed, so when he graduated, his advisor thought that he should change the topic and it would be better not to publish the paper. But after graduation, that senior went straight to work in the Criminal Investigation Department."
Shi Wenwen felt a little jealous.
Saturday one:
“You know a lot of people who run self-media, right?”
Shi Wenwen nodded, this was almost a necessary skill for their profession.
Saturday, approach her:
"I have a way to help them raise funds and find real data and materials for your paper. Do you want to do it?"
At this moment, the director called Li Hua, Li Juan, Huang Qingmei and others on his way home from get off work to inquire about the progress of the matter.
Several people all said the same thing:
It's rather tricky and difficult to deal with because it's impossible to create so much money out of thin air.
After hanging up the phone, the director smoked a few more cigarettes and felt a little headache.
Jiang Hanshan also called him:
"Old Fu, I called the hospital. The child's condition is quite critical. The surgery needs to be done quickly. In addition to the subsequent maintenance and prognosis, it will cost about 200,000 yuan. Are we going to raise funds?"
Fu Sheng took a puff of his cigarette:
“Although we can raise funds, there are only a few of us in the institute, and we all have mortgages and car loans to pay off. We are exhausted as dogs, and we only have a few thousand dollars in our pockets.
How to raise funds?
Not to mention Li Hua, he spends twice as much as he earns. If the institute didn't provide him with food, he would have to starve for most of the month."
Jiang Hanshan did not refute:
"That's true. Today, my junior fellow student complained to me that since he bought a house, he has to pay back Huabei, Jiebei, Baitiao and other things every month, like a disciple of the Beggars' Sect.
But we have to solve this problem, right?
The Women's Federation, the Children's Serious Illness Foundation, and our city's major disease mutual aid organizations should all be able to help."
Fu Sheng feels pessimistic:
"How long will it take? Last time we helped to contact someone, but the money we gave was not much, not enough."
…
Fu Sheng and Jiang Hanshan discussed on the phone for a while and were still worried, but Zhou Liuyi's call could not be reached.
By the time the call got through, half an hour had passed. Zhou Liuyi drove a police car and took Shi Wenwen to an alley near the school to avoid being seen by anyone.
Shi Wenwen waved her hand on Saturday:
"See you tomorrow!"
Saturday with the windows rolled down:
"Is tomorrow okay?"
Shi Wenwen patted her chest confidently:
"Absolutely no problem, I will definitely write the best paper of this year!"
Saturday morning, he parked his car on the side and called Fu Sheng back. His tone was completely different from the helplessness of the others. He greeted him as if he was on duty as usual:
"Captain, have you eaten?"
Do young people have a good attitude?
Fu Sheng was a little confused by the question, so he changed the subject again:
"How's the situation at the hospital?"
Saturday's reply:
"No problem. Once you pay the money, we can arrange the surgery. During this time, we will strengthen the child's nutrition. Our provincial hospital is an expert in this field and is one of the best in the country. It is a famous knife. It will only make a hole in the head and leave a scar, but it will definitely not be visible when the hair grows back."
this?
Fu Sheng didn’t know how to respond?
What about the money?
The biggest problem with this disease is not medical treatment, but money.
Zhou Liuyi seemed to have just remembered the money issue, but he spoke of it lightly:
"We don't have to worry about the money. We can raise enough."
Fu Sheng was anxious:
"How do you raise money?"
Saturday's tone was still very relaxed:
"Now is the era of self-media, so let's start an Internet fundraising campaign."
After listening to this, Fu Sheng felt a little disappointed for some reason. Zhou Liuyi was a man who was particularly good at making trouble. No matter what kind of case it was, he could always use an unconventional way to produce unexpected results.
But when I think about it, it seems reasonable. Zhou Liuyi is just a young man who just came out of the ivory tower.
Even if he is smart, he can't create so much money out of thin air, right?
Fu Sheng has never been a perfunctory leader, so he began to help contact social groups that could help.
In the following days, Saturday and Monday were also being prepared intensively.
Soon, a short video went viral on the Internet:
The son is terminally ill, and the desperate mother begs for funds.
However, the next moment, the BMW female driver wearing sunglasses told the mother that she had to kneel from Qifeng Street to the square, and she would give her 10,000 yuan if she could get through. That was a full three kilometers.
Many people working in self-media came over with cameras.
However, by the time the desperate mother arrived at the square, the BMW driver had already driven away.
This mother beat her chest and stamped her feet, crying her heart out!
…
The anger of netizens was completely ignited. Looking at the photos of the weak, pitiful and cute children, countless people were moved with sympathy. According to the accounts provided by the short video bloggers, five and ten yuan donations came together like snowflakes.
Every message is heartwarming.
"I'm going to eat one less ice cream today!"
"I'll drink one less cup of milk tea!"
“I hope you get well soon!”
…
In the hospital.
Shi Wenwen is teaching the mother how to use her smartphone and showing her her account balance:
"There are now more than 168,000, and the number is still rising!"
She looked at the medical bill in her hand, read the numbers over and over again, and calculated them again on the calculator in her old mobile phone. The joy in her eyes was beyond words:
"That's enough. The money for the baby is enough. Your leader has given me money before. I can't ask for more. How can I close this bank? I can't let people add money to it anymore. It's too much. When can I pay it back..."
Shi Wenwen confirmed repeatedly with the hospital, the Women's Federation, and several bloggers before closing the payment channel.
After hanging up the phone, her hands were still shaking slightly.
She could never have imagined that Zhou Liuyi had such a talent. He was also raising funds, but he added a story and it suddenly became popular.
When Shi Wenwen went to find Zhou Liuyi, it was already past lunchtime. He had just finished a police report and was eating a box lunch under the shade of a tree by the roadside. He drank half a bottle of mineral water in one breath.
"Senior!"
Shi Wenwen could hardly contain her excitement and chattered a lot, but Zhou Liuyi was particularly calm. He finished the last bite of rice in the plastic lunch box and threw the box into a nearby trash can.
A pretty nice parabola, hitting the target in one shot.
They all look so perfect.
Saturday smiled and said:
"You are a journalism major. If you can accurately grasp emotions and events, it will be easy to trigger an incident."
Shi Wenwen nodded thoughtfully:
"If I forward it on WeChat Moments, it will only get 20,000 or 30,000 likes at most, and it won't be a hot topic."
Saturday, I sat at the edge of the green belt, drinking water, watching the cars coming and going, and stopped talking. Shi Wenwen asked again:
"What did you do just now?"
Saturday, casually said:
"The traffic police team arrested a group of people who were driving under the influence. They had a mission today and didn't have enough cars, so they asked me to help take them to the funeral home."
Shi Wenwen took a breath:
"What?"
Zhou Liuyi realized that Shi Wenwen was frightened and explained:
"The punishment method that has just been introduced recently requires people who have been drinking to go to the funeral home to clean up and help put the urns. It can be regarded as a life education."
Shi Wenwen sat next to Zhou Liuyi:
"This method is really good. It really empathizes with others."
Just when Zhou Liuyi was about to get up to throw away the empty bottle, Shi Wenwen suddenly grabbed Zhou Liuyi's sleeve. What was even more embarrassing was that she actually pulled off the buttons of his blue shirt.
Shi Wenwen was incoherent:
"I can't sew buttons, I'll give you this dress as compensation..."
Saturday was not angry, so he took the button:
"It's okay. There's a dry cleaner across from the police station. They can sew it for one dollar. I borrowed this uniform from Li Hua. He said that all the police uniforms and other equipment are produced by other prisons and are generally not available for purchase."
Saturday, I pocketed the button, threw away the bottle, and went to open the car door:
"Where are you going? Do you want me to take you there?"
Shi Wenwen shook her head and nodded, as if she had never been right before Zhou Liuyi, but she felt that if some things were not said, they might never be said again.
She trotted over:
"Thank you!"
Saturday's eyes were as clear as a pool of water:
"I don't understand you."
Many years ago, Shi Wenwen was also a victim of the school bullying case. She was asked to kneel down and clean the floor in the toilet, and her pockets were searched for all the breakfast money...
Being hungry is not scary, what is scary is the sudden slap in the face, the sudden push to the ground, and the sudden tearing of the homework.
At that time, she couldn't tell her parents because her parents' business was not doing well. They had to bow and scrape everywhere, give gifts and beg for help. They would go out in the morning and come back in tears in the evening.
How dare she say that?
If Zhou Liuyi hadn't appeared, those bad boys would have been sent to juvenile detention center and expelled from the campus one by one. She felt that she might not have been able to survive two years in such an environment.
Zhou Liuyi knocked on the car door. Although he was still impatient, his eyes were a little softer:
"Are you going to leave or not?"
Shi Wenwen hurried into the car.
Saturday one:
"My political review is about to start. The police station will send people to my school and my community to collect information. It's quite strict."
Shi Wenwen understood clearly:
"I just want to thank you for giving me such a good paper material."
As Saturday progressed my driving skills improved, and I could change gears, turn and merge lanes smoothly.
At this time, the phone rang, and Li Hua called:
"Liuyi, don't rush back. There's a murder."
Murder?
Upon hearing about the murder, Shi Wenwen became excited. She quickly checked whether her belongings were with her and wanted to go and interview for some first-hand information.
Li Hua provided the address and some other information:
"Qifeng Street, there was a lot of noise. Their performance last month was pretty good, so the boss used some of the profits to treat the employees to drinks. After the party ended that night, one of the employees went back to his rental house, and died in the morning. We've called in the forensic doctor and the criminal police."
Shi Wenwen was a little disappointed when she heard this, and muttered:
"I thought I'd run into a big, complicated case."
Zhou Liuyi shook his head:
"I still hope that no major cases will happen, which means that our public security is good, everyone has enough food and clothing, and no one needs to kill and rob to survive."
When we arrived at the scene, we found that it was a rental house converted from a basement on the first floor of a residential complex. It did not meet the requirements for renting a house. The owner was so scared that he lied with his eyes open:
"I'm not here often, so I didn't know he rented it for himself. I thought he just rented it to store his stuff."
The criminal police team also came. Lei Ming was wearing white gloves, a mask, a bright police uniform, and three stars. Standing among so many men, he looked very domineering.
She was not handling the case independently. The person who came with her was a team leader of the criminal police team. He was quite old and looked fierce. He glared at the owner:
"He's a barber, how many things does he need to store? He only has two electric shavers, and he makes less than 5,000 yuan a month. Can he afford to spend 700 or 800 yuan to rent a house?"
Another person from the evidence department was carrying a camera and taking pictures. In the cramped room, they had photographed the water bottles, quilts, chairs, mobile phones... these daily items used by the deceased one by one, and then labeled them.
Lei Ming had already checked the deceased's mobile phone and had photos taken of the key parts.
Shi Wenwen looked at the dirty, musty room. The floor was covered with the deceased's vomit. The deceased's afro was drooping, making him look particularly sloppy. He had been dead for some time, but he still maintained the posture of getting out of bed, with a hideous and painful expression on his face.
Shi Wenwen couldn't help but vomit outside for a long time before coming back in.
Zhou Liu turned pale and was speechless. The deceased was really too young.
Such a scene obviously did not cause much discussion, it was just the sudden death of an ordinary worker.
Shi Wenwen whispered: "I thought there would be a body found in the villa, and there were several unclear relationships between men and women."
Zhou Liuyi hadn't spoken yet. Lei Ming glanced at Shi Wenwen, and it was obvious that he was looking at Xiao Bai, who had just started working:
"In fact, the city looks bright and beautiful, but most people are still ordinary workers. Most of those who own houses and cars are not second-generation rich people, but couples who work hard, pay mortgages and car loans to raise children. Most young people don't have a rich nightlife. Few people go to discotheques and Internet cafes all night. Most of them go back to their rental houses after get off work."
Shi Wenwen felt a little embarrassed and said weakly:
“I just want to make some news…”
Lei Ming is particularly tolerant of young people:
“Most of the scenes, there isn’t much news.”
After taking the photos, the evidence department showed them to Lei Ming. Lei Ming checked them several times, signed his name, and asked them to take the papers back and seal them.
Shi Wenwen looked at the camera and said:
"This camera is better than the ones we have at our station that are used to take photos of celebrities! Aren't the people in the evidence department really good at photography?"
Lei Ming smiled:
"Last time, Lao Xu was on vacation, and was called by a relative to shoot a wedding. He took very clear photos of the groom's bald head and the bride's nasolabial folds. He also took photos of the guests at the wedding asking each other about the gift money and secretly taking an extra gift. When he gave the photos and videos he took to the newlyweds, the couple almost broke up with him."
Shi Wenwen feels very strange:
"ah?"
Lei Mingdao:
“It looks like the same equipment is used, but in every industry, the standards are different.”
Zhou Liuyi did not participate in these topics. Instead, he took the mask and gloves and followed Xu Hai and the forensic doctor to look at the scene.
The forensic doctor determined that it was sudden cardiac death, and the vomitus blocked the trachea, so suicide and homicide were ruled out, making it an accident.
The deceased's boss has now arrived. She is a smart and strong female boss. She has obviously never encountered such a scene before and she choked up:
"It's all my fault. If I hadn't asked everyone to drink, this wouldn't have happened..."
The deceased's parents lived more than half an hour's drive from here. They rushed over quickly after hearing the news. His mother looked quite old, perhaps in her sixties. She just took a look inside and fainted.
It is so desperate and helpless to see the elderly send off the young.
The room also contained the deceased's frequently used hair clippers, combs, and wig models...
It can be imagined that when the deceased was still alive, he was also a very diligent person who was full of energy every day and had many unfulfilled wishes.
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After the matter is handled, the forensic person communicates with the relatives of the deceased, conducts further examinations, issues a death certificate, and contacts the funeral home.
Xu Hai saw that Zhou Liuyi looked unhappy, so he left with Zhou Liuyi after the meeting.
This was Zhou Liuyi’s first time at the scene and saw a dead person in person.
Xu Hai drove the car and gave Zhou Liuyi a bottle of mineral water. Zhou Liuyi said absentmindedly:
"Thanks."
Xu Haidao:
“It’s part of our job.”
Seeing Zhou Liuyi was silent, Xu Hai continued:
"In fact, it's not that bad to face the bodies of strangers. We are taking care of their last affairs in the world and giving an explanation to the people who care about them and those who care about them."
Zhou Liuyi looked at Xu Hai.
Xu Hai said solemnly:
"When we go on a mission, we may also face the dead bodies of our comrades."
Zhou Liuyi's face darkened, and it was obvious that he found it hard to accept:
"When I looked at his face, I thought he must want to survive. He had just started cutting hair independently and must want to open his own barber shop.
There were no women-related items in his room, so he had not yet married and had a family, and might not even have had a girlfriend.
His mother looks so plain, she fainted when she saw him, she must have saved money and raised him with great difficulty..."
Saturday said a lot in one breath.
From the visible details to the invisible parts, the hands are clenched tightly and the knuckles turn white.
Xu Hai had worked as a criminal police officer and had seen all kinds of scenes. He understood that young people who were at the scene for the first time and saw the corpse also needed psychological comfort:
"When I first arrived at the criminal police team, the first case I received was about an old man who smelled the stench of a corpse next door. It was summer, and we worked with the firefighters to break open the door lock with hydraulic pliers. When we entered the room, we found that there was something blocking the back of the bedroom, so we couldn't get in. We had to go in from the neighbor's house next door.
As soon as I entered, I saw a hanged man face to face. His body was crawling with maggots, his cervical vertebrae were broken, and a very long tongue was exposed.
At that time, I was almost suffocating. After I came in, I tried to open the door for my colleague, but the door was blocked by two bookshelves. I also had to take down the hanging body first.
Then we checked the cause of death and found it was suicide. The patient was depressed and wrote a thick diary.
His family members have always had high hopes for him, hoping that he can make a name for himself. They cannot stand any negative emotions from him and have always told him to make a lot of money, make a name for himself, buy a new car and house for the family, and not let others look down on him.
His parents also threatened him that if he couldn't move to a new house within a year, they would no longer acknowledge him as their son.
His mother also kept asking him to replace his girlfriend who he was studying with and to marry the daughter of his leader.
Originally, I thought people who committed suicide were useless, and I also thought it was disgusting to collect corpses in the middle of summer. But after reading his diary, I felt sorry for him. He couldn't find any hope to live.
I think if he were still alive, he wouldn't want his relatives to collect his body."
Zhou Liuyi looked at Xu Hai in surprise. He always thought that Xu Hai had seen through life and death, so he always had a calm attitude. He didn't expect that he would also have deep feelings.
Xu Hai said again:
"Protect the living and respect the dead."
Zhou Liu nodded, his eyes sparkling again, and Xu Hai continued:
“Let me tell you, most people live their lives wearing masks, and they work hard to maintain their own personas, and to protect those little secrets that they absolutely cannot reveal to the public.
Therefore, when you are persuading the deceased, you can add a sentence: You must not die. If you die now, according to legal procedures, we need to look at your mobile phone. The information we need to obtain includes your recent contacts, contact content, Internet purchase records, browsing history, loan records. We need to give this information in full to your legal heirs.
Most people would not want to die after hearing such words.
Some people, who look unapproachable and abstinent, may secretly have a hard drive full of pornographic movies stored on it.
Some people are extremely good to their wives and are recognized as wife-loving maniacs, but in fact they may have used all the apps for hooking up.
They don't want others to see their hidden side, and despite their current depression, they still have a good life.
So, this kind of advice is very useful.”
Saturday nodded and said:
"Brother Xu, I understand."
Xu Hai drove like he was, careless, as if he suddenly remembered:
"By the way, the director asked us to give you a score."
This was something Zhou Liuyi was particularly concerned about. Unexpectedly, Xu Hai said:
"Don't worry, I gave you a passing grade."
Saturday looked disappointed.
Xu Hai said again:
"Don't worry, you are the first one under me to pass the test."
After returning to the institute, Zhou Liuyi contacted Li Hua again the next day and helped with the subsequent procedures. When he placed the ashes of the deceased in the arms of the elderly and frail mother, the mother still found it difficult to accept and could not take it at all.
Zhou Liuyi then returned the ashes to their home. They were indeed bare-handed, with only a few bowls for eating. There were a dozen eggs in the basket next to the chopping board. When the mother saw the eggs, she burst into tears.
This was bought by the child when he came back to visit his mother last time, and his mother has never been willing to eat it.
This child is the mother's only hope to survive.
On Zhou Liuyi, I went to the community and the Civil Affairs Bureau to ask around, contacted community volunteers, and got a minimum living allowance for this lonely old lady.
After finishing all this, Zhou Liuyi went to the criminal police team again and happened to meet Lei Ming leaving with a suitcase on a business trip.
A silver-gray suitcase, jeans, long boots, and a jacket. He looks like a middle-level manager of a small company, charming and energetic.
Zhou Liuyi came over quickly to say hello, as if the scorching sun in front of him could dispel the gloom on his body:
"Xiao Ming!"
Lei Ming was also very happy when he saw Zhou Liuyi. Seeing that Zhou Liuyi's mouth was dry and peeling, he bought some oranges on the roadside and gave them all to him:
“You have to take care of yourself while you work.”
Zhou Liuyi held the orange in his hand and felt finally at ease.
Lei Ming touched his head:
"Okay, I have a case to handle, so I'm leaving now."
Lei Ming has never been a person who drags his feet. After he finished speaking, he hailed a taxi on the side of the road and headed towards the airport.
On Saturday, I put a handful of oranges under my nose and smelled them. They were fragrant and refreshing.
Police station.
The director was a little unhappy when he saw the result of raising money on Saturday.
Jiang Hanshan praised it highly:
"Not bad. It's only been a few days and we've already raised so much money. I heard from the hospital that the sooner the surgery is done, the better. It can be scheduled for next week. The child can be taken care of for a year or so and can go back to kindergarten normally."
The director flipped through the information in front of him:
“But this is not in compliance with the regulations.”
Jiang Hanshan smiled and said:
"I hope God will shake himself up and send down talents regardless of their background! I think this plan is very good. It is much more efficient than ours. Speed ​​is of the essence in war.
This kid is good. He is very dedicated to both the living and the dead.
Compassionate, kind-hearted, and a man of great potential."
The director leaned back in his chair, unable to smoke a cigarette, and was truly worried:
"You drug enforcement and criminal investigation officers all have different brain circuits than ordinary people. How can you handle this kind of thing? You should still do ideological work and pay attention to public opinion control! He is an intern. If he is held accountable, his future will be ruined!"
Jiang Hanshan thought it was not that serious:
"You just worry too much."
The director shook his head:
"Grassroots work is the most difficult, because every day you face different people and things, and you have to do things as much as possible according to the rules! Law enforcement must be standardized."
There was an extra message on the director's phone. He flipped through it and said:
"I'll call this monkey in."
Jiang Hanshan said:
"Don't discourage young people's enthusiasm for work."
The director showed the text message to Jiang Hanshan:
"The training base gave us the news. I asked him and Li Hua to bring the dog back."