Chajing Street, Liulianjiu Lane, Dongcheng Old District.
At about seven o'clock in the morning, the street construction machinery made a punctual "clang" sound, which was deafening like exploding firecrackers next to the pillow. Residents on the lower floors cursed in their sleep and refused to get up, turning over and over again to stay alive for another half an hour.
The office workers who were in a hurry got up at dawn. They happened to go downstairs and passed the construction team. They glanced at it and carefully avoided it.
At the entrance of the alley, an old man who had finished his morning exercise came over carrying soy milk and fried dough sticks. He stopped and looked at it for a while before entering the building.
The foreman fastened the buttons of his safety helmet, took off one side of his industrial mask, and directed to the people next to him: "Pump the water first, then fill the well!"
They connected underground cables, but a decades-old well at the end of Nine Alley blocked the road. The plan was to fill in the old well that had not been used for a long time.
The construction team members carried the water pump over and passed the long and thick pipe into the well. When the plug was inserted into the socket, there was a "rumble" sound, followed by the gurgling sound of the well water being pumped up.
Within a minute of pumping, there was a sudden "click" sound, and the water pump shook like a twitch. It was obvious that something was stuck in the water pipe at the bottom of the well.
"The old well has been sealed for five or six years," said the construction team member, "There is probably a lot of garbage accumulated."
Foreman: "Bring the iron hook and scoop out the garbage. Hurry, the well must be filled before 8 o'clock!"
At this time, a young man came over carrying a three-meter-long fishing rod with an iron hook tied to the tip, and he lay down at the narrow mouth of the well and looked down.
The well was pitch black and bottomless, and the cold air and disgusting stench hit our faces.
The young man almost vomited. He covered his mouth and nose wearing a mask, put the fishing rod into the water and made two circles. When he encountered resistance, he found the right position and lifted it up hard.
Weighing and weighing, I found a quite heavy piece of garbage.
He quickly lifted it up and saw a black ball almost two meters away from the wellhead. The young man guessed it was a ball covered in black algae and had become heavier after being filled with water.
"What did you pick up?" a worker in the distance asked loudly.
"Ball!"
The young man replied forcefully, stretched out his arm and grabbed the black algae clinging to the surface of the ball and pulled it up. He was eye to eye with a pale, swollen face that was beyond recognition, face to face, and the fat white maggots were so close.
Dropped on the tip of the nose.
“Ahhhhh——!!”
The howling sound was as miserable as a chicken killing scene, frightening all the sleeping and waking people within a radius of 20 meters. Then they all chopped cutting boards, beat pillows and cursed: Fuck!
Next to the old well in Jiuxiang, after the screams, there was only noisy mechanical noise. No one spoke, as if even breathing had stopped. The atmosphere was polarized between calm and tense, weird and on the verge of breaking out.
Thinking that there was a bleeding accident, the foreman clutched his heart, walked over quickly with his legs wide open, walked around the big stone crusher, and said quickly and skillfully: "How are the injuries? Is there any bleeding? Can you still move? Quickly judge whether it is necessary.
Need to call for help——"
The loud voice stopped suddenly, and a human head was seen growing out of the concrete ground next to the old well.
The hair is as wet as waterweed, the facial features are pale and swollen, the big eyes are bulging with a dead stare, and soft, fat white maggots are crawling around on the facial features and the top of the head, as if they are celebrating a carnival in a paradise and enjoying a sumptuous dinner.
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Dafu Street, Dongcheng Old District, Chunbu Lao Community.
Early morning on weekdays.
After the green light turned on, the tires of the cars started to move, and the long queues lined up up and down intertwined with each other, as neat and orderly as the swarms of sardines in the shallow sea.
Pedestrians walked in a hurry on the sidewalks on both sides, passing by a small convenience store and a breakfast shop before stopping. The process of taking breakfast and paying was smooth and fast, never taking more than three seconds.
‘double kill~~’
Office workers gathered at the bus stop and lined up in three long lines to wait for the bus. When they heard the familiar game prompts, they subconsciously looked back, chewed whole wheat bread and muttered a few words in their hearts: It’s so leisurely, I’m envious.
But I saw a few plastic mats placed at the entrance of a small convenience store three meters away from the long queue. Four or five primary school students, one large and one small, were surrounding the middle, staring at the screen, with expressions more solemn than if they had scored 10 points in a parent-teacher conference.
Surrounded by them, the big one and the small one are competing for the title of "the best brother in the community" based on winning or losing in the game.
The younger one is a primary school student, overnourished and overweight, but he has been the leader of a community group of children for more than two years, which is considered seniority.
The eldest one was a young man, sitting on a short plastic saddle. He had a slender figure and a tight space. He had to curl up his long legs, arch his back and lower his head. Just looking at this position made him feel tired.
He wore a dark green overalls and cotton-padded jacket. The collar was not too tight and a thin white shirt could be vaguely seen underneath. He was wearing navy blue trousers and military boots of the same color.
His fingers flexibly controlled the character Snakeskin's position to harvest heads. After hearing the prompt, Li Zan calmly destroyed the enemy's defense tower.
'victory!'
Total victory!
"I'm willing to admit defeat." The former "No. 1 Brother in the Community" Xiao Pangdun stood up with his schoolbag on his back, beat his chest with his fist, and said with a bit of arrogance: "Brother, please protect the younger brothers more from now on."
The former boss took the lead, and the younger ones had no time to get frustrated. They all hit their left chests with their right fists, with uniform standards and skill: "Brother, we are relying on you!"
"Go to class." Li Zan held the phone with two fingers and put it in his trouser pocket, stretched out his long curled legs, straightened his back and raised his head, and lazily cursed: "If you fail the midterm exam, dad, I will kill you."
Pangdun: "You are called a big brother, and you will be a dad for life. Riverside is not the bottom of the valley where we are stuck in mud. You will see our grace in winning the Grand Slam."
Several little ghosts sang in unison: "Oh~~Daddy."
Li Zan raised two fingers and pointed in the direction of the elementary school, as if he was throwing a Frisbee and ordering a dog to retrieve it: "Go."
Pang Dun led the boys to bow and returned the phone to the convenience store owner, seriously stating that he would not rent the phone again until he won the Grand Slam.
Then they ran quickly to school.
Li Zan stood up, took the yogurt and bread and went to the counter to pay. He lowered his head and read the black text on the white paper attached to the glass counter: "Rent a second-hand mobile phone to play games for 10 yuan an hour. Boss, Internet cafes are short of talents like you."
."
The boss was bowing his head and indulging in the game. When he heard this, he raised his head and looked at Li Zan. He was the handsome guy he disliked the most. He ignored him and didn't reply. He scanned the QR code and said: "7 yuan."
Li Zan did not use his mobile phone to pay, but rummaged through his pocket to find change, a five-dollar note and two one-dollar coins, threw them in front of the boss and continued: "Unkind, won't this tempt the flowers of the motherland to fall into depravity?
"
The boss skillfully took out a watermelon knife and slapped it on the table: "Two thousand for one knife, not counting disability or fatal injuries. We support WeChat and Alipay transfers."
Cruel enough.
No wonder all the parents in the community came back defeated one by one, because they were in trouble.
Li Zan picked up the handle of the knife and played with the beautiful knife flower. He raised his left index finger and flicked the tip of the knife, and the blade made a buzzing sound.
"The knife is very good."
Li Zan praised him, and then threw the watermelon knife back. There was a loud bang, and the tip of the knife was pointed at the boss's chest. If the boss who was "not afraid of death" hadn't been so frightened that he shrank back, he might have been stabbed.
"Don't hide, one sword kills two thousand."
'welcome.'
When the customer who just entered the store saw this, he quickly waved his hands in surrender and ran away without saying a word.
The boss looked ugly, handed Li Zan a bag of soft Chinese worth hundreds of dollars, and whispered: "Brother, I see you are pretty good at swordsmanship, right? Give me some face, it's not easy for everyone to make ends meet."
Li Zan smiled half-heartedly, with sparse eyebrows and handsome features. He had a refreshing youthful air when he was quiet, but unfortunately most of the time he was a decent gangster.
"Two-thirds of the tobacco and alcohol on the left are A-grade products." Li Zan pressed his finger against the soft Chinese and pushed it back. The boss just pulled it out from the left. "The spray code on the Moutai bottle cap on the left is batch number 06.
--"
"The market has long been out of stock. The resources of 53-degree Pu Mao are in short supply. It is not easy for you to get these ten bottles. The spray code happens to be the same as the batch of Maotai wine investigated two days ago. Even the anti-counterfeiting chip on the bottle cap can be
Sweep it out."
The production of 53-degree Pu Mao takes five years. It happened that five years ago, macroeconomic problems led to a downturn in Pu Mao production, which indirectly affected Pu Mao resources on the market this year.
You can't even find a bottle of 53% Pu Mao on the counter. There are about a dozen bottles laid out in a small convenience store, which is very unusual in itself.
What's more, Moutai's spray code is unique, but Li Zan remembered that a batch of Pu Mao spray codes confiscated by the bureau two days ago overlapped with the Pu Mao from convenience stores.
"Tobacco..." The two words rolled on his tongue, and Li Zan let out a short laugh: "The problem is bigger."
Damn it!
The boss quickly stood up and apologized, pulled out a piece of soft Chinese worth thousands from the right hand and handed it over: "This is a small business, please show mercy and give me a way to survive. What I sell is also shipped from Moutai Town, Kweichow. The taste is similar and harmless.
The price is still halved, so we can make a profit at the cost price..."
"You are selling fakes and paying bribes to get into trouble." Li Zan glared at him coldly, his black eyes were cold and cold, and his aura was very bluffing.
The boss immediately became frustrated.
Knock knock.
Li Zan tapped the black and white paper that said 'rental mobile phone' under the counter: "Take it, don't harm the fat flowers of the motherland."
"OK!"
“Sell less fake cigarettes and alcohol.”
"I don't dare anymore."
Li Zan took away the bread and yogurt, gave a few warnings, and left.
On the way, I finished my bread in a few mouthfuls, biting my yogurt straw and inserting it into my pocket, slowly and leisurely like a retired old man searching for youth on the street. I passed two traffic lights, walked along the boulevard, and walked leisurely into the door of the Criminal Investigation Brigade Office of the Dongcheng District Public Security Bureau.
There are old peeling paint doors, old-fashioned clean floor tiles, desks and chairs that have not been replaced in more than ten years, and glass cabinets that store a large amount of discarded materials but are covered with dust. Even the air conditioner is a window machine type that has long been eliminated from the market.
The interior is simple and unpretentious, equipped with a professional criminal investigation team for the "old, weak and disabled".
The Criminal Investigation Brigade of Dongcheng District Branch of Yuejiang City, a county-level public security branch known as the "elderly care" department, is poor and silent.
"The weather is so nice." Li Zan opened the door of his office. Everyone stepped in and leaned back hard. He said to the person behind the lush green radish: "Wang, I will move the materials in the glass cabinet out to bask in the sun later."
."
Wang, male, 24 years old, is a technical geek.
After a long time, Wang replied slowly from behind Luluo: "Okay."
boom--!
In the cold winter, a pretty and pretty policewoman kicked open the half-opened door. She was sweating profusely. She took off her hat to fan herself and shouted loudly: "Captain Li, Bureau Tong is looking for you."
Li Zan came out holding a wireless radio and glanced at Chen Jie: "Going to crack down on pornography again?"
Chen Jie showed a silly smile: "If you go against evil, you will be afraid of evil!
The Pension Bureau is not a title given randomly. The one who sits idle all year long and waits for retirement refers to their team.
Chen Jie, female, 26 years old, used to be in the anti-pornography team. Half a year ago, she made a big mistake and had her boss transfer her to the Criminal Investigation Brigade. She was promoted and demoted in secret.
She is very enterprising and often goes to the anti-pornography team to help when there is nothing to do in the team.
"Ms. Chen Jie, please cherish the next 10 minutes of free time, because you will enter the 807 working mode." Li Zan thrust the wireless radio into Chen Jie's hand and said at the same time: "Old Zeng is back, tell him
."
Chen Jie looked at Li Zan's elegant walking figure and pressed the switch button of the wireless radio in confusion: "Wang, what is the 807 work mode?"
Sand, sand sand.
Wang: "Seven days a week, go to work at 8 o'clock and get off at 0 o'clock."
Chen Jie covered her stinging heart: "...killing people and killing people's hearts. Captain Li is good at irony and has reached a perfect level."
…Sand, rustle…
"Guangdong City Morning News: It was revealed that between 7 and 8 o'clock in the morning, a citizen found a mutilated body in an old well in the village of Chajing Street in the old district of Dongcheng..."
A corpse dismemberment case occurred in Chajing Street in the old district of Dongcheng. Isn't that the job of the criminal investigation team of their branch?
Wang raised his head, while Chen Jie looked serious.
At this time, a slightly old and dark hand took away the wireless radio in Chen Jie's hand and turned off the button. '...As usual, the case will be transferred to the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Xinzhou Public Security Bureau-cha!'
Chen Jie turned around and faced the visitor: "Captain Zeng."
Zeng Qimin, male, 38 years old, deputy team member of the Criminal Investigation Brigade of the Dongcheng District Public Security Bureau, was injured in a major gunfire three years ago. The bones of his right leg are still stuck with bullet fragments that cannot be removed.
"Bureau Tong asked Captain Li to come over. Captain Li asked me to tell you——"
"I know, be prepared and leave for the murder scene in 10 minutes." Lao Zeng raised his hand to interrupt her and put the wireless radio on the table.
"Ah?" Chen Jie was stunned, and then asked: "Shall we pick it up?"
The configuration of the branch is too poor. Almost every criminal police officer transferred here has "problems". Either heroes like Lao Zeng are here to support the elderly, or Chen Jie and Wang made mistakes or performed poorly and were "exiled" here.
of.
As for Li Zan, he was an accident, his whole being was an accident.
Anyway, every case that occurs in the nursing home for the elderly, the weak, and the disabled is transferred by Bureau Tong to the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Municipal Bureau. There has been no exception in the past three years.
Lao Zeng responded: "Of course we will take it."
Chen Jie raised her hand and said, "My dear, is it because the municipal bureau detachment finally couldn't stand our shameless behavior of eating public food without producing milk and eating vegetarian meals in the corpse position, so it gave up and quit, so Team Li and Director Tong had to bite the bullet and take over?"
Lao Zeng: “Rich imagination.”
Wang pushed away a corner of the pothos and said in a flat tone: "This is a murder case, Captain Li will take care of it."
He said this as if there had never been a murder before - Chen Jie shrugged, lowered her head to check the safety bolt and bullet port of the gun, and then put on the gun after making sure there were no problems.
..
Director Tong is the head of the Dongcheng District Bureau. He was very brave when he was young. As he approaches retirement, he begins to cultivate his character. Even his tea has changed from Kuding tea, which is bitter and astringent, to anti-hypertensive tea specially designed for the elderly.
It's a pity that after three or four years of self-cultivation, I still failed this morning.
It's not scary to encounter a criminal case, nor to encounter an extremely heinous criminal case involving murder and dismemberment. What's scary is that you have a subordinate who can always pick up accidents!
Director Tong couldn't help but drink his third cup of anti-hypertensive tea this morning. After drinking it, he smashed his mouth and paused for a long while before saying: "Li Zan, can you guarantee this?"
"I can!" Li Zan replied quite confidently, but his attitude was a bit casual and not very serious. "Uncle Tong, you know I won't say anything I'm not sure about."
Tong Ju raised his head and looked directly at Li Zan. The latter did not dodge or dodge, he was magnanimous and clear-minded.
"Okay! I am retiring honorably, and we will have a drink when the time comes."
With a 'clang' sound, the porcelain cup hit the table hard, and Director Tong said: "If I don't survive the festival, I will make you a side dish."
Li Zan smiled: "Just wait."
"I'll take care of the city bureau and try not to stop you from moving. The branch police will fully cooperate, but our branch has always been the worst in terms of resources..."
"enough."
Tong Ju watched Li Zan leave, picked up the tea cup and drank his fourth cup of anti-hypertensive tea today, sighing that youth is good, and he can still be high-spirited when he gets up after a fall.
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The old district of Dongcheng is close to the city center, has convenient transportation, and is prosperous and developed. There are mostly villages in the city, and buildings to be renovated or illegally constructed are scattered everywhere, occupying the open space visible to the naked eye.
The road is paved and slightly narrow, with a large flow of people and vehicles, making it difficult to get in and out, and there are many surveillance cameras.
A flashing blue and red police car, "Beep, Beep, Beep," drifted into the cramped parking space with a huge and coquettish posture at lightning speed, immediately attracting the admiration of everyone present.
Li Zan pushed the car door open and found that both sides were blocked and there was no way to go. He looked up at Chen Jie in the driver's seat.
Chen Jie laughed sarcastically: "I missed it for a moment. You and Captain Zeng sit down and I'll drive out again."
"Need not."
Li Zan stepped on the roof of the car and walked through the crowd, pulled off the yellow warning tape, and skillfully raised his ID to show it to the police officer who stopped him: "Captain of the Criminal Police of Dongcheng District Branch."
After speaking quickly, he took the gloves and shoe covers and quickly put them on, and then came to the crime scene.
At this time, the broken corpses in the old well had been salvaged and placed in a white dust bag next to them.
The first thing that caught the eye was a broken hip bone, connected to the enlarged uterus and intestines, followed by two thighs and arms, calves, internal organs and head in another dust bag.
Li Zan put on a mask and squatted down to examine the broken corpses. In front of him was a swollen, blistered and rotten arm, with a blurred sun pentagram tattoo on the inside of his wrist.
Looking up, he saw a rotting, maggot-infested head. His facial features were unrecognizable. He wore a cheap 10-yuan store earring on his left ear. He didn't wear any on his right ear, so he must have lost it.
"Based on the proportions of the body parts, the cut surface of the limbs and the number of organs, it can be inferred that there was only one victim. The body parts are complete and there are no defects." The person who spoke was Zhong Xueru, the chief forensic doctor of the branch. He wore black-rimmed glasses and had an elegant temperament like a university teacher.
"A total of eight knives." Zhong Xueru made a knife gesture with his palm: "One knives each for the neck and abdomen, two knives each for the arms, hip joints, and knees. The cuts were flat. It should be that a sharp instrument such as a bone cleaver was used to dismember the body.
There is a scratch on the forehead and temple, but it is not a fatal injury."
Li Zan: “Has the cause of death been found?”
"An autopsy is required."
Chen Jie came over to take a look, couldn't help but cover her mouth and hurried to the side to vomit.
Lao Zeng held a cowhide notebook in his hand and opened the pen cover: "Chen Jie is not familiar with murder cases for the first time. Let's wait until she gets used to it."
"This is the first time we encountered a vicious mutilation case, and we directly entered the difficult challenge, which shows that we have potential." Li Zan stood up and observed the surrounding environment while saying: "The deceased was a female. Her identity was unknown and her cause of death was unknown. She was dismembered after her death.
The body was thrown away, with eight swords and nine pieces. There was a sun pentagram tattoo on the inside of the left wrist. There were ear beads in the left ear, but the ear beads in the right ear were missing."
Lao Zeng recorded them one by one: "There are no clothes and shoes of the deceased?"
Li Zan: "The old well has been closed for several years, and there is probably a lot of garbage accumulated in it. If there are really belongings of the deceased, we have to wait for the analysis report of the trace inspection."
He walked to the old well and looked down. It was an old-fashioned well. The diameter of the wellhead was about 20 centimeters, and there was an iron cable running across the middle.
"The well is abandoned, and the water is dirty and smelly, which can mask the smell of corpses. The horizontal iron rope at the wellhead has a snap button, and the diameter is similar to a human head."
Li Zan turned sideways and observed the farmers' houses on both sides of the alley, and saw surveillance cameras installed inside the corridor of the farmers' houses converted into youth apartments on the right.
"We called nearby surveillance cameras and the scope of investigation was focused on Liulian Village. The murderer who killed and dismembered the body was very familiar with this environment."
Lao Zeng recorded: "We are already contacting the nearby cameras for retrieval work and identity verification, but -" he motioned Li Zan to look at the ten o'clock direction: "The reporter came one step ahead."
At ten o'clock, the reporter almost knocked over the little policeman who was maintaining order with long and short guns.
"People's livelihood comes first?" Li Zan took off his right glove and said, "In addition to causing chaos, their strongest function is their sense of smell, which is more sensitive than that of a hyena."
Chen Jie, who came back from vomiting, happened to hear these words and felt that Captain Li's tone was a bit cold. She leaned next to Lao Zeng and asked quietly: "What is people's livelihood first?"
Lao Zeng: "A morning program on a local radio station has a slight conflict with our branch."
Chen Jie: "Oh."
Li Zan shouted: "Chen Jie!"
"G, just come!"
Chen Jie hurriedly ran over. As soon as she stood firm and looked up, she happened to see Li Zan's side face in the halo of sunlight. She was shocked to realize that the beauty of her boss could really be rated as 7-8.
Li Zan said in a friendly tone: "How do you feel after vomiting?"
Chen Jie replied honestly: "It's okay."
"Not bad, not bad. Comrade Xiao Chen can fight against pornography, and Wu can look at the corpses, and his consciousness will be doubled. Then follow Lao Zhong back to the forensic center, pay attention to the records, and write a report in the afternoon and send it to me." Li Zan took off his gloves and sent them
To Chen Jie: "Come on, I'm very optimistic about you. Old Zeng, please take care of me, I'll leave first."
On the other end, Lao Zeng, who was talking to the trace inspector, responded without turning his head.
Upon receiving the response, Li Zan walked as fast as if he had stepped on a pulley, slipping into the crowd in the blink of an eye. His body was strong and his movements were erratic, making him a master.
Chen Jie was stunned for a moment and turned to ask Zhong Xueru: "Captain Li, you mean that I have to follow you all the way back to the forensic center to watch you in person and take notes after the autopsy?"
Zhong Xueru nodded: "Let's go, follow me to move the body parts."
Chen Jie took a deep breath: "It is rumored that Captain Li is not a human being. I thought he looked quite decent, but I didn't expect it to be my eyesight."
Zhong Xueru asked: "How to say?"
Chen Jie: "In my last term, she was transferred to the next district, and I took her place. Before she left, she told me that she couldn't keep up with Team Li's pace."
The complete statement is this: 'I can't keep up with Team Li's rhythm, thinking, actions, and observation... I can't cooperate and adapt.', 'Captain Li... he's not like a human being, I mean he's very powerful.
.'
Of course, Chen Jie has not had the opportunity to understand how powerful Li Zan is in half a year. She only saw a young man living a wonderful life like a retired old man.
Zhong Xueru pushed up his slipped glasses with his wrist and laughed: "Handling murder cases requires a faster pace. Bring a few more vomit bags and you will get used to it after vomiting a few times. We also have to pull it back quickly for inspection."
Chen Jie: "Okay."
In the distance, the reporters who were stopped by the police couldn't find out the news, so several of them gave up.
Only the reporter of the People's Livelihood First column who was rushing at the front saw Li Zan slipping away. After thinking about it, he asked the policeman: "Is the young and good-looking guy who just got off that Citroen from the criminal police brigade?"
The young policeman kept a straight face and did not look back at all: "I don't know, no. Photography is not allowed at the murder scene. If you have any questions, please wait for the police announcement."
Zhao Yanli, a reporter for the People's Livelihood First column, smiled at the policeman and suddenly poured the mineral water in his hand on his face. Then he took the opportunity to pull up the yellow cordon and rushed inside. He grabbed the person and asked: "Are you from the criminal police brigade?"
Is it? Is the vicious dismemberment an indiscriminate murder?"
The person arrested happened to be Lao Zeng.
Zhao Yanli saw the two stripes and two flowers on Lao Zeng's uniform and immediately guessed his position. Then he remembered what he had just seen in the distance and it was not difficult to guess the identity and position of the young man in casual clothes.
"What are you doing! Get out! Don't hinder the police from handling the case, get out!"
The policemen dragged Zhao Yanli and the photographer out of the yellow line, yelled loudly, and guarded them tightly, refusing to let reporters get close.
Zhao Yanli and the photographer returned to the official car. After thinking for a while, they called the radio station headquarters, the editor-in-chief of the TV version of the People's Livelihood First column.
"Hello? Sister, I want to ask about someone. Do you know someone from the Criminal Investigation Team of Dongcheng District Branch?"
This chapter has been completed!