In spring, everything recovers, and those cases are like maggots, constantly emerging from the newly thawed ice and snow.

For several months, Song Wen was entangled in these things. He didn't take a May Day holiday. After 48 hours of continuous detection, arrest, interrogation, and torment with the suspect, he was finally forced out. With a confession, found another key piece of evidence. just led the whole team to solve the 418 major case. This morning, was willing to help the second team to draw a portrait, and by the way, helped solve the case.

May is the flowering season. At the gate of the Nancheng Public Security Bureau, the flowers are blooming brilliantly, and summer is almost here.

Song Wen came out to breathe fresh air while writing the case closing report. His eyes were bright and his observation skills were excellent. He glanced around and immediately noticed the difference. Not only did a few more flowers bloom in the yard, but also a car appeared. Brand new Lamborghini.

Seeing such a luxury car early in the morning was very refreshing. Song Wen entered the office and wentssips with his deputy with a smile: "Hey, Linjiang, whose luxury car is in the yard?"

His deputy, Fu Linjiang, came over and said, "Team Song, that car was driven by a newcomer from our team."

"Our team? Newcomers?" Song Wen grasped the point.

Fu Linjiang nodded slightly, with a smile on his face.

Unlike Song Wen's young and arrogant, who is arrogant and thorny, this deputy is a well-known old man in the police station, with a gentle temperament like a spring breeze. Every time Song Wen gets angry, the storm, lightning, and thunder are coming, but the deputy team can calm down his anger in three or two sentences.

Therefore, the deputy team's reputation in the city bureau is very good, and even his popularity is higher than Song Wen.

As a twenty-eight-year-old young police officer, Fu Linjiang was too easy-going and humble. His ability is above average, meticulous and patient, self-disciplined, mild-mannered and not motivated, and he is very self-aware and willing to be inferior to others. In Gu Ju's words, Fu Linjiang has a good temper like a bodhisattva, but unfortunately he can't save those vicious criminals. Therefore, Fu Linjiang sent off the two old captains and partnered with Song Wen again.

Everyone in the group joked that Liushui was the captain and the iron deputy. However, having such a deputy by his side saved Song Wen a lot of effort. Song Wen habitually asked him about all the news and the progress of the case to avoid trouble.

"A newcomer? Drive this car? If you are so rich, what kind of police officer should you be?" Song Wen frowned slightly and asked Fu Linjiang. He and Gu Bureau had already submitted an application for admission, but this was not in line with the process or the rules. Why did he come directly before passing him? This kind of first cut and then play made him uncomfortable.

Fu Linjiang nodded: "Well, the newcomer arrived in the morning and went to report on the police uniform." Then he handed Song Wen a folder, "This is his file, which was sent in the morning."

Song Wen took over the file, but there were no photos in it. He flipped through it and asked Fu Linjiang, "Have you seen it? How are you?"

Fu Linjiang thought about it for a while, and said a few words: "It's pretty..."

Song Wen raised his eyes from the archives: "I asked you how you are..."

Fu Linjiang thought about it for a while, but couldn't think of any other evaluation, so he repeated: "It's really good-looking, there are people in this world who can commit crimes based on beauty."

This is a very high evaluation. Song Wen has never seen Fu Linjiang describe other people in this way, so he joked with a smile: "How come Gu Ju is so considerate this time, and has assigned a beautiful woman over here? You can solve the next personal problem later. ."

Knowing that Song Wen had misunderstood, Fu Linjiang smiled and explained in a low voice, "It's a man."

Hearing this, Song Wen's face stiffened, his brows furrowed, and he closed the files with a snap, and said a little unhappily: "It looks good and can't be eaten, what is Gu Bureau doing, I want people to do it here. Live."

"In modern society, how many people rely on their looks?" Fu Linjiang smiled and said, "Song team, you are sexist."

Song Wen couldn't hold back any longer when he heard this, and went upstairs to knock on Bureau Gu's office.

Gu Ju is the head of the Nancheng Bureau. He is in his fifties this year and has three years to retire. When he is not wearing a police uniform, he is like a little old man practicing Tai Chi in the small park next door. Although Gu Ju is old, he is not pedantic. He is usually active in his mind and has rich experience. He has solved numerous major and important cases. He has been in the city bureau for more than ten years, and he has almost regarded it as his home. The subordinates all said that the city bureau in Nancheng would be stable as long as Gu Bureau was there.

At this time, Gu Ju had already made a cup of chrysanthemum tea, and the whole house had the aroma of chrysanthemum. Hearing the knock on the door, he raised his head and smiled as soon as he saw Song Wen: "Xiao Song, your quota has finally come down. I was about to tell you..."

"I just heard that I, the captain, may be the last one to know that our team has entered." Song Wen put the information on the table, then raised his slender legs, straight to the point, "Gu Bureau , can I not want this person?"

Hearing this, Gu Ju's brows furrowed, and he looked up at Song Wen a little strangely. Song Wen's eyes are not big, but they are long and narrow, with sharp eyebrows. He was recruited by Bureau Gu. He has been under his command for several years and has always been his favorite general. Someone in the bureau joked that Song Wen was a close disciple of Bureau Gu. Gu Ju usually has no official pretensions, and Song Wen has always spoken directly with the appreciation of his leaders. This new talent just arrived, Gu Ju didn't know how he touched Song Wen's inverse scale, but based on his understanding of Song Wen, there must be a reason.

Song Wen explained: "Have you read the requirements I mentioned earlier? Our team lacks an ordinary grass-roots criminal police officer. Although the job is similar, it is required to be careful, well-written, courageous, hard-working, able to appear on the scene and write a summary report. ."

Gu Ju, accompanied by the steam of chrysanthemum tea, asked him with a light smile, "Which one doesn't match?"

Song Wen leaned forward slightly, and said with an unhappy expression: "This person is here to be a criminal policeman. He will be on the scene every day. If he has to match me with Lin Daiyu, he does not want to sing The Story of the West Chamber."

Hearing that the donkey's lips were not the horse's mouth, Gu Ju raised his eyebrows, "Bah, it's Cui Yingying who sings in the West Wing."

Song Wen spread his hands: "That's what it means anyway."

Gu Bureau opened the file book: "Xiao Song, you didn't read the file carefully, did you? That child can be both a forensic doctor and a criminal police officer with two degrees. I consulted his own opinions, and hoped to experience it in the criminal police force. It was sent to you."

Song Wen frowned and looked at it. He first applied for the forensic medicine major, and then switched to a postgraduate study in the investigation major. In all fairness, this file is very beautiful. , The self-assessment is beautifully written, and there is a lot of energy in it. But these excellent ones are only superficial, but Song Wen sees a lot of different views between the lines, he points a little on the age, "You don't always teach us, don't take the police academy seriously, no matter how good the test results are, it's not enough. On paper, he’s already twenty-six, and he still wants to work as a grassroots criminal police officer?”

Twenty-six, half a year older than him, Song Wen was very concerned about it.

"I also taught you that a criminal policeman is not only a physical work, but also a mental work. Although he is a little older, he is not as strong as a young boy. It is not a good thing to have such a subordinate? Why are you pushing it out?" At this point, Gu Ju threatened again, "Stinky boy, do you think this is buying Taobao, and you want to return it for seven days without reason? If you don't want it, I will give it to Lao Lin."

Old Lin's full name is Lin Xiuran. He is in charge of the appraisal center of the Municipal Bureau. He is in charge of forensic medicine and technical investigation. Now the forensic medicine department has a total of four forensic doctors and three teams.

Song Wen usually had a good relationship with Lin Xiuran, so he called him brother. At this time, he refused to give up the quota, "Don't, can't Brother Lin still hold on to it? You know the situation of our team. Lao Qin just retired from injury in March. In this way, our speed and rate of solving cases are still the highest, you can match me with a competent person, isn't it also your face that is bright when you look back?" Song Wen cried for a while, then flattered Gu Ju and said Q: "If I give people to Lao Lin, will there be any other places?"

Gu Ju shook his head unmoved: "Stop going around in circles, I want to hear your specific reasons for not wanting him."

Song Wen sorted out his thoughts and said seriously: "Gu Bureau, first of all, have you seen the car that kid is driving? Lamborghini, even if we sell our entire police force, we can't afford to buy it. And he looks good, so take it out. The investigation is too dazzling, such a spoiled rich second-generation sent here, the criminal police is a high-risk occupation, not to mention the three pros and cons, even if there is a bump, you can't afford to pay. , I'm afraid that he won't get along with the rest of the team, and it's not conducive to the development of the work."

Gu Ju listened to him and took another sip of chrysanthemum tea: "Let me analyze your psychology, or there is someone who is older, better educated and richer than you, you are afraid that you can't hold back. Either You are afraid that you will be robbed by the trainee police first if the case cannot be solved, and you will lose face, or you do not want to be a nanny and take apprentices." Three or, they were deliberately provoking Song Wen.

When Song Wen heard this, he stopped detouring and pointed directly to the point: "No, Bureau Gu, I ask you, we applied for the fight for half a year before, but we didn't get in line, why did the boy go through the formalities after a few days? His household registration is in Jincheng, and it is no problem to enter a provincial bureau, why did he come to the Nancheng Bureau alone... We are still in difficult conditions here, and a month's salary probably can't buy him a single shoe..."

The so-called abnormality must have a demon, this person entered at the wrong time, and it was too unreasonable.

Gu Ju looked at Song Wen, he knew that his subordinate was an excellent criminal policeman with a high level of observation and acumen, so he couldn't fool him, so he snorted coldly and explained, "I said hello at the provincial bureau, my old man. My partner also called me. However, it's not as complicated as you think. His mentor is a criminal investigation expert, and he wrote a recommendation for him to come here to practice. He grew up here and prefers the environment of Nancheng. The graduation assignment is not until June, but he has passed all kinds of exams again, and his thesis is excellent, so people come early."

Song Wendao: "His mentor's face is not small."

"Well, the old detective who used to be in the Nancheng Public Security Bureau, and the former partner of the provincial bureau chief, this letter of recommendation is enough to get anywhere." Gu Bureau said this, and waved his hand impatiently: "Xiao Song, you are too much. Occupational disease? Anyway, it's only him, if you want it, give it to you, if you don't, I will give it to Lao Lin."

Gu Bureau did not point out who the recommender was, but Song Wen's heart was moved. Now the former partner of the provincial bureau? Could it be... A figure appeared in his mind. In total, Song Wen and that person hadn't seen each other for more than ten years. If that person made a guarantee, it might not be that bad.

But then Song Wen rejected the idea by himself, and Song Cheng's ex-partners were too many, so it was not clear which one took the blame. When Gu Ju had finished speaking, Song Wen compromised: "If there is really nothing else, I'll just do it." As he spoke, he made up his mind to explore the truth of this person first, and it would be a big deal to take this rich man. The second generation has a good experience and let him retreat.

Seeing to understand what Song Wen was thinking, Gu Ju snorted again, leaned back in his chair and said, "Yeah, this is not an arranged marriage, why do I still make it seem like I'm buying and selling? Anyway? I'm a trainee police officer now, and the trainee period is one year. I guess the provincial bureau will send the person away, so don't cry and ask me to keep the person."

Gu Ju has an almost morbid obsession with what he believes, no matter who persuades him, it will not work. Just as he believed that Song Wen could be the captain of the Nancheng Criminal Police Team. Gu Ju was under pressure and promoted Song Wen from a small criminal policeman who had just graduated more than two years ago. At that time, countless people were not optimistic about him.

Song Wen didn't play cards according to the rules, and often used various unconventional methods to detect. Fortunately, he is lucky, and has superb simulation painting skills, and has repeatedly solved cases in the city bureau. Even so, Gu Ju still helped him with countless complaints, because this child was too frivolous and slapped his eyes.

Fortunately, his ability is excellent. In November last year, the Municipal Bureau had a major arrest operation. The Gu Bureau appointed Song Wenzuo to lead the scene. There were more than 20 people at the scene, divided into five teams, and cooperated with the armed police to rescue them. hostage. Song Wen arranged each route clearly and clearly. The whole task was neat and tidy, and it was a complete success. He blocked all the criticisms and gave Director Gu a face, and Song Wen also became a well-deserved member of the Nancheng Bureau. the first person.

Now Gu Ju seems to have identified this person and must give it to him. Both of them are stubborn landlords.

Seeing that it didn't make sense, Song Wen stopped talking about it and interrupted: "Gu Ju, remember our group's bonus."

"You are indispensable." Then Gu Ju's words broke Song Wen's will: "Your summary of the case will be handed in on time."

Song Wen instantly turned into an eggplant that was beaten by frost. He raised the corner of his mouth and sneered at Gu Ju. He was never afraid of anything, and his tasks were completed neatly. , several other people in the team are not as good as him, and every time he is the leader to drive ducks on the shelves. Colleagues in the bureau joked that his summary report was the last hurdle on his way to becoming a squad leader.

Other teams rely on the detection of six points, and write a report to polish it and turn it into eight points. Song Wen could not wait to use a portrait to pass those meticulous analysis. So when it comes to the closing report, he has a headache and wants to resign. Then, Song Wen thought about resigning and had to write a resignation report, so he held back.

Before going out, Gu Ju remembered something, and said to Song Wen, "By the way, Zhou Yining asked you to go off work and get the results of the newcomer's psychological evaluation."

Zhou Yining is a psychiatrist. Since the provincial bureau issued an order to pay attention to policemen's mental health, there has been such a consultant in charge of police psychology in the Nancheng Bureau. Everyone who joins the team must pass the doctor Zhou. Guan, an ordinary person, is evaluated every six months, such as murder, psychological trauma, teammate sacrifice, not to mention, any problems need to be reported.

"Anyway, he definitely passed. If he doesn't pass, how can he be put into the team?" Song Wen still remembers the last time he fell in love with a police officer, but Zhou Yining couldn't cope with psychological pressure, so he was not suitable to be a police officer. The words dispelled the logistical hatred, and pouted: "We are so busy, we have to let me run errands."

Gu Ju said: "What are you talking about, Consultant Zhou was hired by us with great difficulty. Don't look back and make people angry. And Dr. Zhou said that he wanted to chat with you."

Song Wen responded: "I know."

The result of the negotiation was not very satisfactory. Song Wen came out of Gu Bureau's office and walked back with the archives, thinking about how to teach the newcomer this first lesson and make a good show. Walking to the office area, he turned and asked Fu Linjiang next to him, "Hey? What about the newcomers of our team, why haven't they come yet? It's been a while."

Several members of the first team were busy bowing their heads and burying themselves in the office documents. Everyone in the team knew that Captain Song had always been vigorous and resolute, and there was no room for sand in his eyes.

"Of course you don't have the speed of Team Song." Fu Linjiang pointed to him, "I've taken something from the car at the door."

Song Wen walked to the door of the police station and looked at the Lamborghini. Coincidentally, the driver of the car had just picked up the things to get out of the car, and stretched out a knuckled hand to close the door.

In the morning light, the man raised his eyes and looked at him.

Only at this time did Song Wen know what the "beautiful murder" in Fu Linjiang's mouth actually meant.

The man had an unforgettable face, his skin was fair, and the whole person was as clean as transparent. The jaw line is obvious, the whole person is full of youthful air, and there is a kind of calmness that does not match the age, especially the pair of eyes, the eyelids are inner double, the end of the eye is slightly drooping, and between opening and closing, a pair of scorpions is like a pair of eyes. The ink beads that fell on the rice paper gave a sense of abstinence and preoccupation. When the collar is turned, you can see a red mole on the protruding Adam's apple between the snow-white neck, like a drop of blood, which seals the throat.

Looking at that person, Song Wen instantly forgot all the lessons that Song Wen had prepared.