Wen Mengran was on a business trip this time because he had two topics to choose from, and he was going to two different places. The topics were not complicated and could basically be explained clearly in one sentence.
The first one was a middle-aged woman who killed her husband with a hammer at home because of long-term domestic violence.
The second one was about a husband who killed his wife at home because she didn't want to get a divorce, and then cut her body into pieces to vent his anger.
Lu Beicen felt dumbfounded when he heard this: "How do you choose a topic that can be explained clearly in one sentence?"
Wen Mengran put on the new lipstick he just got from Lu Beicen, looked at it in the small mirror, nodded with satisfaction, then raised his head and said to Lu Beicen: "Doesn't it look good?"
Wen Mengran's eyes were filled with a halo of joy. It was such pure joy. Lu Beicen nodded unconsciously. Wen Mengran laughed and put away the lipstick and mirror: "The good-looking ones are mine, too.
I am in a good mood and will give you some ideas."
"You just say that one person wants to kill another person, even if it is a passionate killing. How determined is it?"
Lu Beicen's mind was buzzing. From the time she remembered it, until her adoptive father fell ill and had no strength to take action, the family was shrouded in a low-pressure environment. Her adoptive mother and she had been subjected to domestic violence countless times.
Qing, the violence left a deep mark on her head, body, and heart.
But even so, her adoptive mother never said a bad word about her adoptive father in front of her. At most, she would hold her and cry silently. Lu Beicen didn't know if her adoptive mother had ever hated her adoptive father in her life, or if she had ever felt unhappy at some point in her life.
Good thoughts...
Wen Mengran saw that Lu Beicen seemed to be in a daze, so he stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her: "Hey, where are you in a daze?"
Lu Beicen woke up instantly and quickly shook his head: "I can't imagine."
Wen Mengran looked at Lu Beicen with some suspicion, and continued: "For example, in the first case, the suspect was called a suspect when there was no verdict. You know this, that person is already in his forties.
My children are now grown and I have endured domestic violence for a long time. Why could I tolerate it before but now I can’t? What was the breaking point?”
"Let's talk about the second case. Do you know why this suspect had to divorce his wife? The woman actually committed suicide before and was unwilling to divorce. She was rescued at that time, but she died once.
, I still don’t want to divorce. You said in today’s society, whoever is divorced can’t survive, so why is this woman unwilling to divorce? She actually opened her own kindergarten and is quite capable.”
"In the past two or three years I have been working, I have a profound feeling that not all murder cases are necessarily twists and turns, bizarre and full of suspense, but behind every murder case, there is a sad story, and it is also worth pondering.
reason."
"As for the specific details, we will go for the interview tomorrow and we will know the story inside. Don't you feel full of expectation? Okay, I'll go get the tie, car and camera. You can think about it yourself."
Wen Mengran's gag dispelled Lu Beicen's depressed mood. Instead, he concentrated on writing Fang Nan's manuscript. When he got off work in the afternoon, he happily handed it over and went home to pack his luggage and prepare for a business trip the next day.
But I received a text message from Wen Mengran: Beauty, please change your clothes and go for a mature and capable trip. In addition, the business trip is estimated to last five days, so you should be well prepared.
Lu Beicen searched in the cabinet for a long time with a headache, and found that this matter was really embarrassing. Either it was the flirtatious young lady style that his mother-in-law bought, or it was his original slovenly style,
How did you get here in the first year?
Finally, I found a slightly more suitable set, an orange small plaid silk short-sleeved top and white cropped pants. After thinking about it, Lu Beicen only used an empty box to pack some toiletries, underwear and pajamas, and decided on the second option.
When the time comes, I’ll buy it again.
Early the next morning, Wen Mengran saw Lu Beicen and his eyes lit up: "You look very good-looking. Why haven't I seen you wearing it before? This seems to be from that brand. It's not cheap."
Lu Beicen said helplessly: "Ah, I don't know. My mother bought it. According to your request, I can go out in this outfit. My boxes are all empty. Can I buy it now when I go there?"
The expression on Wen Mengran's face suddenly became very rich, he was funny and surprised at the same time. He even picked up Lu Beicen's small box and shook it, stretched out his thumb and laughed and said: "You are awesome, I won't accept anyone, so I will accept it."
You, tell me how you lived in the past. If you didn’t take a closer look at your white T-shirt, you’d see a different print on the front. I’d think you didn’t change clothes every day.”
Lu Beicen said with some embarrassment: "Isn't that convenient!"
Xue Feng carried the camera and tripod to the car and greeted him warmly: "Why are you two so happy so early in the morning? There is no one to help me carry the stand."
"You are so beautiful, I don't know how to write the words "love the fragrance and cherish the jade"? Wen Mengran directly responded.
The driver, Master Du, was holding a big cup filled with tea in one hand and Xue Feng's luggage in the other. He raised it and said, "He is the most compassionate person and specializes in commanding old people like me."
"Master Du, look at what you said. You don't have a single white hair on your head, and you have more hair than us. How can you say you are old?" Wen Mengran said with a smile.
"You are the best at talking, okay, this is a new path, right?"
"Hello, Master Du. Please take good care of me in the future."
"Look after each other, let's go, let's set off."
This time we really set off before seven o'clock. The sun was shining brightly on the road, with blue sky and white clouds, green trees and green mountains, and Wen Mengran was chatting and laughing in a rhythm all the way. When we arrived at the place in two hours, the four of us felt that we were in a good mood.
Pleasure.
The first stop was Xiangcheng, where we interviewed the husband’s murder case.
Xiangcheng is a prefecture-level city with very convenient transportation. It has a large floating population and a small area. It has three counties, one district and one city under its jurisdiction. This case occurred in Lixi City under the jurisdiction of Xiangcheng. The Criminal Police Brigade of Lixi City Public Security Bureau has
It is a quite large yard, with thick French plane trees forming a shade tree, and the breeze blowing through it, making it very cool.
As soon as the car stopped in the parking lot, someone from the four-story office building came out and greeted him warmly.
Wen Mengran quickly got out of the car: "Hello, Captain Cheng, how come you have become more handsome before the summer is over?"
The adult police officer laughed and said: "Director Wen, you are really good at talking. I trained for a month a while ago and became eight degrees darker. Can I still become more handsome?"
Xue Feng was also a good ladder builder, and he quickly smiled and said: "Healthy bronze skin is popular now, it's even more attractive!"
Wen Mengran pulled Lu Beicen and introduced: "This is my colleague Xiao Lu, and this is Captain Cheng, the police officer in charge of this case."
"Hello, Captain Cheng!" Lu Beicen greeted quickly.
Captain Cheng smiled and said: "Xiaolu is also a director? Look at how bright your leaders' eyes are. All the female directors and directors are beautiful, and all the cameramen are handsome."
After a warm exchange of pleasantries, Wen Mengran got straight to the point: "Team up, why don't we start the interview first, it's still early, and try to meet the victim's family in the morning."
Captain Cheng was obviously very familiar with Wen Mengran and was very cooperative: "Okay, but it's quite complicated for the victim's family. You have to be mentally prepared."
"What's wrong? You don't want to be interviewed?" It seemed that he had been used to it for a long time, and Wen Mengran didn't seem to be too surprised.
"No, it mainly depends on who you want to interview. The victim has four brothers and a son and a daughter. The son is not yet sixteen, but the daughter has graduated from normal school and works as a teacher in our local primary school. This son has not been with us since the first time.
After recording the interrogation transcript, his sister sent him to an unknown place, saying that his brother was severely frightened on the day of the crime and could not be disturbed anymore."