After the typhoon passed, Nansha Island was full of trees blown down by the wind, leaves on the ground, and all kinds of debris.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the communication on the island was finally restored, and the mobile phone had a signal.

Song Wen was still hesitating about which side to greet in these matters, so he first waited for the police on Xin Chuan's side.

Due to the explosion and fire that occurred here last night, the police officers on duty on the nearby island made a report early.

Among these policemen, a police officer surnamed Du was the leader. He set out from Xinchuan at 6 in the morning and brought a team of forensic doctors and physical evidence.

After they arrived, Officer Du first went to the Happiness Hotel and went straight to Uncle Wang. He revealed his identity and said that he wanted to investigate the accident last night. Then he asked: "Boss Wang, among the several guests who stayed last night, Is there anyone named Song?"

Uncle Wang said with a sweeping broom in his hand, "There is such a person."

Uncle Wang was a little curious and didn't know what the police officer was doing with Song Wen. wonder if what happened last night has something to do with him? Song Wengang asked him for a room before, specifically specifying that there should be no windows and no sundries, and placed the little girl in it.

Song Wen saw people coming outside, walked outside the hotel, and Lu Siyu followed.

Uncle Wang pointed at him and said, "It's this person."

Officer Du walked over with his waist down and shook Song Wen's hand: "May I ask if this is the leader of the Song Branch in Nancheng? I received an order from the provincial bureau before to cooperate with your work, because this typhoon came by accident. .It's a little late."

Song Wendao: "It's me."

As soon as the name came out, Uncle Wang hurriedly lowered his head and swept the ground. He thought in his heart that he was blind and didn't know Mount Tai, and he was glad that there was nothing illegal or disorderly in his shop.

When Officer Du said this, he looked at Song Wen up and down again, "The Song detachment leader is really young and promising." He had heard that the detachment leader of the Nancheng Bureau was here, but he thought it would be a thirty or forty year old. Yes, I didn't expect to be so young. Then Officer Du said to Song Wen, "The information we received said that you are here to investigate the case. There was an explosion here last night. You are all right. I am lucky..."

Officer Du received news before that he wanted to find this Captain Song, and he had to confirm safety. Hearing the other party's urgent tone, he was afraid that something might happen. Now that he saw that there was nothing serious about him, only his hand was slightly injured. He was also relieved.

Song Wen and Officer Du exchanged a few words of courtesy, listening to the meaning of Officer Du's words, the provincial bureau already knew about their landing on the island.

Taking advantage of other police officers and Officer Du reporting the situation, Song Wen turned his head and whispered to Lu Siyu: "I didn't say that..."

Lu Siyu hummed, "You can call Gu Bureau later."

Song Wen had been with him all the time, and they had no communication for a long time. Naturally, it was not the whereabouts revealed by Song Wen.

In fact, from the moment he saw Song Wen, he had a premonition that this line of business could not be concealed. Even if Song Cheng didn't ask about it on the surface, this was his biological son after all, so how could he let Song Wen risk himself? Maybe Gu Ju's green light all the way, it's Song Cheng's instructions. Thinking of this, he felt relieved.

Later, Song Wen chatted with Officer Du about the cake house accident.

Officer Du heard that two people had died here, and sighed: "Alas, someone on the nearby island saw it this morning, and even filmed a video. At night, the explosions and flames here were like beacon fires. At that time, we When I received the information, I knew that there was a fire on the cliff, but due to the typhoon and the long road, I couldn’t make it at all. The leaders were worried before, afraid that it was the B&B that was burning, so the casualties would be big, but fortunately it was just a cake shop…”

Song Wendao: "Yesterday we were close to the fire, it was really thrilling."

Officer Du put his hands on his hips: "We've seen that Yan Min before. Last time, when we came to investigate her husband's suicide, she kept fumbling around, but we searched for a long time and couldn't find any clues. and evidence." He thought about it and lowered his voice and whispered, "The islanders here also said that there is something unclean in this house. I think we are criminal policemen, and it's not good to do it for you..."

Song Wen nodded: "It's a bit of an unclean contraband, and the others are someone else's trouble..." Then he explained the key points to Officer Du. He explained the circumstances of the explosion, and finally handed over Li Tinger and various evidences to them.

After Police Officer Du listened to him, he didn't expect that the case had not been investigated, the real murderer and the results were sent over, and he thanked him: "I really didn't expect that this company originally sold this. It's hard work for Captain Song, I have a lot more. Thank you, if it weren't for you, we would have spent a lot of time investigating it, and we will leave the aftermath to us, so don't worry."

The forensics and physical evidence began to work. The bodies of Yang Ling and Yan Min were first cleaned up. The bodies were placed in the open space in front of the cake house and covered with a white cloth. Officer Du looked at the bodies and frowned, "This small island It's really not peaceful... Last night alone, three people died here..."

Song Wen was surprised when he heard this sentence and asked, "Three people? Did anyone die from the typhoon down the mountain?"

Officer Du shook his head and said, "It's not because of the typhoon, but a woman who hanged herself last night and died at home. She is currently suspected of suicide."

Hearing this sentence, Lu Siyu, who had been standing silently behind Song Wen, suddenly said, "Is it No. 27 Qingzhou Road where the accident happened?" He had a bad premonition in his heart.

Officer Du looked at them strangely: "Yeah, how did you know? Due to the limited manpower, I haven't gone there yet, so I just left a forensic doctor there to watch. After the typhoon over there, the door will be open. Yes, you can see that the owner of the house has hanged himself, and then some villagers called the police..."

Before he could finish his words, Lu Siyu's face suddenly turned pale, and he quickly went through it in his mind, recalling all the details of yesterday's meeting.

He grabbed Song Wendao: "We were deceived! That woman... Li Mingmei is Wu Hongyou! That old woman, with a callus on her hand, told us she was illiterate!"

Lu Siyu had just learned about Zhang Hongqiao's death, and was too depressed. In addition, he later learned the truth of the 519 case, ignoring those details...

"But wasn't it the woman named Zhang Hongqiao that I found on the camera?" Song Wen didn't understand the reason for a while.

Lu Siyu explained: "In the year when the video was filmed, Wu Hongyou may have asked her cousin to send it..."

The fingerprints and the video shooting are not postcards from the same year. It is likely only the first year. Wu Hongyou went to the post office himself. In the next two years, Zhang Hongqiao went alone.

Wu Hongyou's pseudonym, Li Mingmei, is her cousin, while Zhang Hongqiao, who died, is just her distant cousin.

They made subjective assumptions that Wu Hongyou's name had the word "Hong" in the same pronunciation as the word "Red" in Zhang Hongqiao's name, and they thought it was more likely to be a person.

In this barren island, there is no way to check the ID card, and they don't even know whether the ID card that Li Mingmei showed them is real or fake.

Lu Siyu had met Wu Hongyou several times when he was a child. When he was kidnapped in the villa, the woman used to deliver meals. She appeared about once a day. Whenever she came, the robbers would let them out, let him and his brother finish their meal and then lock them back.

In my memory, she was a beautiful woman, a femme fatale, bold, pungent, and sexy. Otherwise, nineteen years ago, she would not have become the mistress of the bandits at that time.

But it was difficult for Lu Siyu to connect with the old woman before. The old woman was thin and cowardly, like a withered flower and a handful of withered firewood.

The contrast of this image is so great that it misleads him directly.

But he now thinks that, after all, it has been 19 years, and Li Mingmei said in her words that Wu Hongyou was tortured, it is possible that strong remorse and fear made her old...

After thinking about the link clearly, Lu Siyu ran out directly.

Officer Du heard that the woman might have died a bit strangely, and asked Song Wendao, "Alas, does the woman who hanged herself have any inside story?"

Song Wen said anxiously: "Let's go to the scene first! I'll talk to you later."

Officer Du sighed and said, "Song team, don't go outside. People who saw us said hello to me."

Song Wen thanked him and hurriedly went after Lu Siyu.

Due to the influence of the typhoon last night, the road down the mountain was full of mud, with fallen trees and broken branches everywhere.

Lu Siyu ran all the way, did not stop for a moment, and ran to the bottom of the mountain. Song Wen went down the mountain a while later than him and followed him closely.

No. 27 Qingzhou Road was the address they had visited yesterday. The street outside the house was the same as yesterday, except for some messy traces.

Lu Siyu ran all the way to the door, and stopped panting, the door was half-closed, as Officer Du said.

At this time, a cordon has been pulled up outside the door, and through the door, you can see Wu Hongyou's body hanging high, swaying gently in the wind.

A forensic doctor was standing under the corpse, seemingly contemplating how to put it down.

Lu Siyu opened the cordon and walked in.

"Hey, this is the scene of the crime..." The forensic doctor was about to stop him when Song Wen rushed over, took out his police officer certificate and shook it, "We are from the Nancheng Bureau, I It's Song Wen, the detachment leader, we greeted Officer Du before, this victim is related to one of our previous cases, please wait before moving the scene."

The forensic doctor just sighed and took the initiative to retreat to the yard to let them check first.

Lu Siyu gasped and stood under Wu Hongyou's corpse, his heart was still beating violently, and it was difficult to accept this fact.

Then he raised his head and looked up, the woman had been dead for a long time now, her eyes were half closed, her face was pale, her expression was a little distorted, she was hanging on a high beam, only one foot was wearing shoes, and the other was wearing shoes. The shoe on top fell to the ground.

At the foot of the female corpse, there was a stool for climbing, which fell to the side at this time, and there were traces of footprints and kicks on the stool. There are some damp traces of incontinence on the ground. There were some scars on Wu Hongyou's fingers, the tips of the fingers were bleeding, and the fingernails were turned out, apparently from the strangulation of the neck.

Song Wen was also looking up at Wu Hongyou's body. Just yesterday afternoon, they had just seen this woman and talked to her.

Lu Siyu clenched his fingers tightly, his fingernails stuck in the palm of his hand, and his voice trembled: "If I could have found out earlier yesterday..."

If he could have found out earlier yesterday, the only witness, maybe he could have survived, was that he didn't see through the puzzle.

"Just relying on her personal testimonials to identify people who have only met once in nineteen years is not enough. What's more, she doesn't know the identity of the white whale..." Song Wen comforted him, "That book The notebook is equivalent to her testimony, and it is an important evidence. Now that she is dead, it is useless to say anything else, and it is more important to find out the cause of her death."

Only then did Lu Siyu raise his head, try to adjust his emotions, and look at Wu Hongyou's corpse.

Song Wen asked Lu Siyu: "It looks like suicide, can you confirm it?"

Lu Siyu touched the feet of the corpse, it was completely cold, he looked at the corpse's corpse again, and felt the corpse: "It's very like suicide. The time of death should be last night... that is, within 12 hours. ."

When a forensic doctor arrives at the scene, the first step is to conduct static and dynamic investigations. In routine inspections, corpse spots, corpse stiffness, corpse temperature, corneal opacity, and supernatural reactions are the most basic factors that can determine the time of death and factors of death. method.

Although the method of suicide by hanging is often used by the perpetrator to disguise suicide, the characteristics of all the corpses of the people who actually hang themselves are difficult to disguise. Whether it is strangulation or being hanged after being in a coma, the suicide characteristics of the corpse will not be like this. obvious.

Looking at the corpse in front of him, Lu Siyu's preliminary analysis concluded that the deceased should have committed suicide by hanging himself, and there is no trace of homicide...

But this matter is too strange. Wu Hongyou has been hiding as Li Mingmei for so many years, and she has even fooled their inquiries. Why did she suddenly hang herself? And just after they met her, was it because of guilt? Afraid of being discovered, or is there something else hidden?

Lu Siyu suddenly had an epiphany in his mind, and turned to ask the forensic doctor standing in the yard: "The person who called the police before said that this door was half-open in the morning?"

"Yeah, and the person who called the police didn't dare to come in, so he called the police directly." The forensic doctor replied, "This door is not strong enough, could it be blown open by the typhoon?"

Song Wen also wanted to understand the reason, he shook his head and said, "If it is blown away by the typhoon, the house will not be so neat at all, there is no trace of the typhoon at all, the door was opened by someone."

Wu Hongyou committed suicide by hanging himself last night. After the typhoon today, the door was half-open. Naturally, it could not be haunted. .

Lu Siyu turned around and looked at other things in the room. Everything was the same as when they left last night, but it was a little different.

The scene of this crime was different from many of the scenes they had come into contact with in the past.

Lu Siyu said in a trembling voice, "It's true that other than us, there were people who came here yesterday."

Song Wen thought about it and said, "We came on the last boat yesterday, and there were no other guests in the hotel. How did this person get here? Where did he live?"

Lu Siyu lowered his head to think for a moment and said, "The boat yesterday may not have been specially designed to transport our guests. Do you still remember that VIP toilet that cannot be used? Also, after we all disembarked, there was no such thing as yet. The departing ship..."

Looking back now, the ship was full of strangeness, and the other ships had stopped sailing. Why was this ship willing to send their guests to Nansha Island?

Song Wen reacted: "What do you mean, the boat was chartered before someone came here? And that person was sitting in the VIP room before, he deliberately waited for us to get off the boat, and then got off the boat after leaving the dock, waiting for us to get off the boat. After looking for Wu Hongyou, he came here?"

Song Wen thought for a while and said urgently, "If that's the case, that person is probably still on the island now. I'll get in touch and stop everyone from leaving the island..."

Lu Siyu shook his head: "It's too late."

If these police officers can come up, it means that the shipping has been restored. If that person is really thoughtful and he dares to leave with the door open, it means that he is not afraid of being seen, and he has already decided how to leave.

Even think about it again, since they went to the island, the base station that was inexplicably destroyed...

All the details are connected.

Lu Siyu's back started to feel cold. Maybe yesterday, he and Song Wen had been in that person's sight. He watched them go to the island, watch them come to Wu Hongyou, watch them leave...

Then Lu Siyu looked at the bed on the side. When they came yesterday, the quilt on it was rolled up, but at this time, the quilt had been slept on before, and the coldness on his body spread to his chest and abdomen. After tumbling up, his teeth even began to chatter: "Yesterday...that person may have eaten with Wu Hongyou, and then slept here..."

Song Wen turned to look. There were some leftovers in the kitchen, and there were clean tableware and chopsticks next to them, which had obviously been washed.

Then Song Wen looked at the kettle and touched it. There was a water cup on the bedside table beside him. He lowered his body to observe carefully: "The man boiled the water in the morning, and there is still some water left, not completely cold. There are no fingerprints on the water glass."

Lu Siyu was a little confused at this time. He frowned slightly after hearing this, and then he said, "It should be cleaned up. This person may have cleaned the traces he left in the room."

Song Wen wondered: "Since he cleaned it, why didn't he just fold the quilt, close the door, put the cup away, and just leave it there carelessly?"

Lu Siyu's eyes moved, and he said softly, "Probably... just to find out for us..." This is a kind of provocation, a kind of demonstration.

What kind of person is this?

Yesterday afternoon, he followed the boat to this island. He hid himself and waited for Lu Siyu and Song Wen to leave before entering the laundry. He made Wu Hongyou dinner at night, and then Wu Hongyou hanged himself and died. .

On that typhoon night when the ghosts were crying and gods howling, the man accompanied the corpse and slept all night on Wu Hongyou's bed.

This morning, he got up, boiled himself a cup of hot water, cleaned the traces he left, and left before everyone found out.

Crazy, perverted, insane, these words are not enough to describe him.

He is thoughtful, ruthless, fearless, confident and arrogant.

He is not afraid of death, he himself represents death.

When he was lying on the bed, he might even feel that he was satisfied with the corpse when he looked at it, and he was complacent.

Lu Siyu thought about all this and said, "Maybe Wu Hongyou chose suicide after talking to this person..."

After watching the whole scene, he really couldn't find any trace of persecution and threat. The woman seemed to be so willingly hanging on the beam.

Song Wen thought of a name: "Could it be a white whale?"

Lu Siyu pursed his lips and nodded, he also thought of that person.

Only that man made Wu Hongyou extremely fearful.

Lu Siyu took two steps back, sat on the wooden threshold at the door, and looked at this perfect murder scene. This is the style of the beluga whale.

With no blood, just relying on a three-inch tongue, she let this woman who had avoided 19 years hang herself on the beam of the house and ended her life.

Looking at the corpse hanging in the air, Lu Siyu was annoyed. He thought he was smart enough to see the truth of the case, but it turned out that he was just being played by someone. That person was his target and his Enemy, but this time, they didn't meet, just after a few moves in the air, he lost.

His opponent was so ruthless and so powerful.

Lu Siyu felt a surge of energy and blood, and was a little unwilling, and then he saw Song Wen who was seriously investigating the scene.

After sitting for a while, Lu Siyu calmed down, pursed his lips, and regained his old firmness. He got up and began to carefully search for the scene.

There were no tears in his eyes, but blood in his heart. Before the chess game was over, he could not lose, nor would he lose.

If the other party is a terrible person, then he makes himself stronger, strong enough to stand in front of the other party.

If the other party is thoughtful, then he must find clues in those careful actions.

The other party has been here, and there must be some evidence that he left behind.

This house is so messy and so clean...

Dirty means that there seem to be various traces left everywhere, and clean because there are no effective traces.

There were no fingerprints, footprints, bloodstains, or traces. Except for the half-open door, except for the clean bowls and chopsticks, there seemed to be nothing that could prove that the person had actually come and existed.

Lu Siyu patiently searched the whole room, and finally he found a hair in an inconspicuous place beside the bed.

Lu Siyu put on gloves and carefully picked up the hair. It was only about seven centimeters long, brownish-yellow, with hair follicles, which seemed to fall off naturally.

Wu Hongyou's hair is gray, rough, and has some spontaneous curls. This hair is different from hers in terms of texture, color, and length.

This is the hair left by a man.

Lu Siyu took out a physical evidence bag and put the hair inside it with extreme care.

Now, they seem to be one step closer to that man.