On the morning of the first day after the body was found, Lu Siyu sat at his desk early.

At this time, Lu Siyu looked at the thick stack of materials next to the printer on the table. These were all automatically printed last night. He had previously inserted a USB flash drive into Zhu Xiao's laptop. So he pressed a small backdoor software on Zhu Xiao's computer. This backdoor software cannot enter the police station's intranet, but external inquiries and data can be obtained.

If you are a person with strong moral values, I am afraid that you will not choose this method, but these constraints do not work on Lu Siyu's side. For him, life and death can be put aside, let alone these small means.

The newly downloaded information on Zhu Xiao's computer was undoubtedly arranged by Song Wen. It contains all the relevant information of Zhang Peicai, various reports, videos, and texts. Zhu Xiao worked overtime last night to download and organize them one by one. So on Lu Siyu's computer, he made a copy of these originals.

Just after seven o'clock last night, the tutor Wu Qing called Lu Siyu, asked a few words about his recent situation, and then asked when he would return to the team. At that time Wu Qing said: "Tonight, a body was found by the river, and a friend sent me pictures of the scene. The third team went to investigate the scene, but I asked, it might be assigned to the first team. This case , you'd better follow along."

Lu Siyu didn't know where Wu Qing got the information. The teacher always had his own network in Nancheng. He was a little worried: "Although Dr. Li allowed me to be discharged from the hospital, he has not signed my reinstatement report."

"This matter is easy to handle. I also have a lot of old friends in Nancheng First Hospital. It's easy to get a signature. After you wait for my information and get in touch, you can go to Song Wen and try. ." Wu Qing paused, "Is Song Wen okay recently?"

Lu Siyu hummed: "Team Song is pretty good."

Wu Qing on the other end of the phone smiled and said, "I haven't seen him for more than ten years. The last time I saw him, he was still in middle school. So many years have passed. Is there any problem with him?"

Lu Siyu hummed again, "He started to have some doubts... Now he should have given up some thoughts." Getting sick is a good thing for him, everyone will sympathize with the patients and treat them with sympathy. Treat yourself as weak and let your guard down.

Lu Siyu began to test Song Wen. That method was a bit too dangerous. Before he got there, he was curious about what kind of person Song Wen was and how smart he was. Grabbing the tail, it was also a heart-to-heart process. Song Wen had the answer he wanted, and so did he.

Wu Qing didn't say much: "Anyway, in this case, you must follow."

Lu Siyu said: "I went back and got the signature and went to Song Wen to try reinstatement, but... I still have a month of vacation, Song Wen may not approve it." He thought for a while and said, " Don't worry, teacher, even if he doesn't approve, I will think of other ways."

"That's good." Wu Qing paused and then said, "I always feel that someone is staring at me recently, and there are a lot of people coming and going here. You must be careful with Song Wen over there. I will be careful in the future. It will reduce contact with you."

So after that call, Lu Siyu went to find Song Wen last night. As a result, as Lu Siyu expected, Song Wen really didn't want him to come back early.

Unfortunately, Lu Siyu is not an obedient person. He had seen the corpse last night. Although he only looked at it a few times, it was enough to grasp the situation. At this time, he lowered his eyes and sorted out the information on the table.

The deceased Zhang Peicai had a simple but complex social relationship.

He is simple because both of his parents died, he grew up with a younger brother, he did not have a bunch of relatives, he only married a wife who was a few years younger than him, and he had no children. Neighborhood relations Harmony, such a social relationship, as a person in a modern city, can be regarded as very simple.

Said he was complicated because there were thousands of numbers in the cloud backup of his mobile phone, and those people were either nodding acquaintances or asking for him. He would sometimes go undercover and switch roles after a few months. He receives a large number of private messages and text messages every day, and many people react to the situation with him, and even some hopeless people regard him as a savior. Because of his news coverage, some blind spots in society have been taken seriously, and he is regarded as a hero by some and hated by others.

Faced with these, it is an impossible task to find the people he has been in contact with recently, and to find the murderer who has a motive for committing the crime.

And... this man... said he was righteous?

He had given up on the news he was about to break because of the money he received.

In order to attract people's attention, he once wrote a normal relationship as a third-party intervention.

But say he is a philistine? It doesn't seem to be accurate, and he sometimes lends a helping hand to people he doesn't know.

Such people are naturally threatened with death from time to time. Some people under investigation have learned the news and want to kill him; some people involved in the incident want to kill him; To kill him to relieve the hatred in his heart.

Zhang Peicai once made public the death threats he received on the Internet, as well as the remarks that others wanted to bribe him.

At that time he said: "Don't think that if you kill me, you can stop my mouth. I have set up a secret mailbox. Once I die and no one logs in to the mailbox for a period of time, it will be published automatically. The news and news of the gang are made public, so even if I die, I can't stop my revelations!"

This kind of behavior undoubtedly aroused the madness of netizens. Some of them praised Zhang Peicai's integrity and felt that he was not afraid of death and would never compromise. Some people say that Zhang Peicai's announcement like this makes those who want to kill him fearful. This is the safest way. There are also some people who are simply watching the fun. There are even keyboard warriors looking forward to something to see if, as Zhang Peicai said, a huge secret will be revealed and fresh melons will be eaten.

Seeing these news, the people who are most afraid are undoubtedly those who have been exposed. This means that Zhang Peicai's death may not solve the problem, and the secret will still be made public. That Schrödinger's email seems to be hanging over their heads. The sword on the top may fall at any time.

Then why was he killed now? The murderer who killed him and then dumped his body, are you panicking now?

After Zhang Peicai's death, will there be a domino-like series of events?

Lu Siyu marked Zhang Peicai's publication frequency on the calendar. He found that Zhang Peicai had not published any new news for four months before his death, which was one day later than his previous cycle of publishing an article in 2-3 months. to two months.

What was Zhang Peicai looking for in the end?

More importantly, why does Wu Qing insist on him being involved with this case?

Lu Siyu looked at the files, rubbed his forehead, and then his eyes fell on a photo. It was a live photo taken by the three teams, and it was also transferred to Zhu Xiao's computer along with the data transfer. In the photo, Zhang Peicai's corpse has his eyes open and his body is curled up with his hands bound.

On that rope, there is a unique and beautiful figure-eight knot. This knot is a bit like a surgeon's knot, but it is different from a closer look. That knot is more complicated and stronger than the surgeon's knot...

Lu Siyu used to think that surgeons are the most knotty people in the world. They can use various rope materials to tie various knots inside and outside the human body. Staring at the knot at this time, Lu Siyu pursed his lips, maybe his knowledge is not enough, he seems to have seen this beautiful knot somewhere. But again can't remember...

At 10:30 in the morning, at the Nancheng Municipal Bureau, Zhu Xiao had already notified Zhang Peicai's family members, and several family members were called to the Municipal Bureau. The first thing they asked was Du Ruoxin, the wife of the deceased. This time, Fu Linjiang and Lao Jia were the presiding judges, and when Song Wen entered the observation room, half of the inquiries were over.

Fu Linjiang is asking her some relevant details about the relationship between husband and wife. According to the information sheet, Du Ruoxin is twenty-eight years old this year, seven years younger than Zhang Peicai. She is a radio hostess and met Zhang Peicai when they were journalists. After all, she is Zhang Peicai's junior sister.

"You and Zhang Peicai have been separated for a while?" Fu Linjiang asked.

Separation?

Song Wen stopped looking at the documents after hearing this sentence, and turned to look at the interrogation room, which he had not learned from the documents before.

"Can I smoke?" Du Ruoxin's fingertips trembled slightly, as if afraid of not allowing it, she added, "Electronic, strawberry-flavored."

Through the glass window, Song Wen looked inward. Du Ruoxin's figure was thin, her eyebrows were thin, and her lips were thin. He could see this woman's indifference to Zhang Peicai. It seemed that a woman had never experienced such a thing, because she died. It is the people around her, and now facing the police's questioning, she is a little scared, and the smoke can cover up her fear.

Fu Linjiang looked at her, made a gesture for her to take care of herself, and then asked casually, "How long have you been smoking?"

Du Ruoxin relaxed a bit and her face became normal. She spit out the white mist with the electronic cigarette between her fingers: "It's been four or five years. Sometimes when I'm not happy, I want to smoke like a man. Gen, but in our industry, smoking ordinary cigarettes is too bad for my voice, so I switched to electronic ones, which is a psychological comfort." She smoked all the year round, her voice was still soft and pleasant, but there was a touch of hoarseness in it. , full of femininity.

Fu Linjiang continued to ask her, "What is the reason for your separation?"

"Which woman can't stand a man who doesn't come home for half a year? Zhang Peicai is a lunatic when he investigates those things. He can stay awake and can't get in touch with anyone. He started to say that work is for money, to make us live a better life. , what is the so-called sense of justice, oh, in fact, it's all a fucking lie, he just likes it, likes to find out the truth, and pursues excitement." Du Ruoxin took a moment, and then her eyelashes dropped: "He likes being worshipped by others. But I hate his vanity regardless of reality. Although we are nominally husband and wife now, in fact, we have been arguing for divorce before." Du Ruoxin's words were filled with the woman's indignation. Indifference and irrelevance seem to have the answer.

Fu Linjiang asked, "Who does it mean to get a divorce?"

Du Ruoxin turned her eyes away, and seemed reluctant to recall: "It seems to be me? But I can't remember, that feeling is very bad, just like suddenly one day, I found that my husband and I have a relationship like a Two strangers, we don't love each other enough, and we don't have the closeness we imagined. We didn't fight, but there were constant quarrels and frictions. In short, we didn't have a good time."

Lao Jia tried to probe: "You don't seem to be surprised by your husband's death."

Du Ruoxin was smoking an e-cigarette, her hands shaking uncontrollably: "He has offended too many people, and doing those investigations is to cut people's wealth and life, and the people he offends are all black and white, I had long expected that he would have this day. Maybe one day he was stabbed, or he was hit by a car while crossing the road, or one day he fell off a bridge while walking and died."

Talking about this topic, Du Ruoxin's eyes finally turned slightly red, maybe because of sadness, maybe because of fear, then she took a deep breath, "I persuaded him a few times, don't overdo it, Chase the other person to the end. But he enjoys unraveling the secrets hidden by others. There are so many nights when I can't sleep alone, I don't know where he went, and now that he is dead, I can sleep peacefully. already."

Fu Linjiang raised his head and asked, "Have you seen Zhang Peicai in the last two months?"

"I haven't seen it before." Du Ruoxin sighed, "To be precise, about three months."

Song Wen listened quietly in the observation room. Du Ruoxin's reaction is now, and they will have to verify other IDs later.

"Zhang Peicai was killed, do you think there is anyone suspicious?"

Du Ruoxin spit out a smoke ring again: "He has a lot of enemies. If I want to say that in the past year, I think of one person who wants him to die."

"Who?"

Du Ruoxin hesitated for a while, and then said, "A boss surnamed Wang seems to be called Wang Chao or something..." Her brows furrowed, as if trying to recall.

Song Wen had already read all the relevant interview videos of Zhang Peicai as the information for handling the case before.It seems to be the subject of a report that broke out at the end of last year.

Fu Linjiang thought about it and asked, "Is that the owner of the takeaway food bag? Wang Qichao?"

Du Ruoxin snorted, twirling her fingers holding the cigarette: "He has sent some threatening text messages to Zhang Peicai. He has also sent someone to follow him..."