Live with the forensic chief

Chapter 112 [112] Letters

After the meal, Fu Mei swept away three empty bowls and other dishes on the table. Fu Mei took out a somewhat greasy book from her pocket and put it on the table. She grabbed her pants A ballpoint pen was taken out of nowhere in the bag.

After he opened it, he said, "Tell me the names of all the people whose names you remember."

"Should we divide the primary and secondary responsibilities?" Lin Pu asked

"Don't worry about it, just tell me." Fu Mei interrupted him roughly, "Tell me everyone."

Relying on his own memory, Lin reported the names of these people one by one.

"Is it over?" Fu Mei asked, "Think about it again, don't miss one, don't care whether you participated or not"

"Yeah." Lin Pu thought about it again, "It's gone."

Fu Mei was silent for a while, concentrating on watching and thinking, and after a long while said:

"Sun Ji and Wang Jianshe, the two police officers who handled the case at the time, one has retired and the other has passed away. At that time, other people in the procuratorate also changed jobs one after another. After they were transferred to the district, the district and town government took over here. It is more difficult to get it, and it may not be fully realized." Fu Mei crossed out the names of two people with a pen, "The staff of the village committee at that time, these few have records of transfer, Pan Xianzheng's previous records are missing... But you said that others are still there , so let’s not mention it for now, the rest are these relatives of Yang Xiuqi.”

Fu Mei said: "This kind of grandpa, grandpa, grandpa and grandma... Fuck, anyway, this group of people is still in the village. It's just like this. Are you going to hold them accountable?"

Lin Pu sighed and did not speak.

Fu Mei looked at the other party with his eyes, and said with a smile: "Little brother, you are still too soft-hearted."

He took a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit one: "I used to be just curious and vaguely knew something. But you told me the whole thing just now... oh, I'm not a guest. Analyzing from an objective point of view, just from the listener's point of view, I am so angry that I want to send them all to jail."

As he spoke, he was still a little angry: "Here you still divide the primary and secondary responsibilities with me? Is one of them innocent? Just what you said..." He clicked on the names of the people on the paper, "I know this person, the whole It’s just an old rascal, drinking and sleeping at home all day, not working, and beating his wife at every turn. How many times have our policemen come to mediate? I really believe you said he was involved in this matter. I was wondering before that this person has no job Yes, where did the money come from? Now that I think about it, I’m afraid these people were raised by people with connections back then or blackmailed? It’s not impossible.”

Lin Pu nodded: "I've thought about it, it's possible, otherwise it wouldn't be possible to keep silent for so many years."

"What I mean is that you can consider starting with them instead of above." Fu Mei said, "Do you think they have lived comfortably all these years? It must not be comfortable. I can try to do work in this area .”

Lin Pu was a little surprised, but also a little moved: "Is it possible?"

"Of course." Fu Mei said, "You can leave their matter to me. I suggest that you report this matter to the district and city in the future. We cooperate with both sides. Now that the key person has been found, the possibility of reopening the investigation Big."

Fu Mei sighed, and patted him on the shoulder: "You have worked hard too. You have endured it for so many years. Think about it, you can meet the father of the client in this case. What is it called? This is God's will..."

"..." Lin Pu said helplessly, "Yes."

"Okay, let's talk about it first, oh yes, where are you going this afternoon." Fu Mei said, "There should be only one mother-in-law in that family now, and they all go out to work. I guess it's a part-time job." I won’t come back either, I was originally an old man who was lonely and lonely, but I kept you in her house for so long? Now I can’t feel any sympathy anymore.”

Fu Mei looked at her watch and patted her thigh: "Let's go."

Lin Pu and Shu Meng were with him, and the three exchanged information on the case for a while on the road.It was basically Lin Pu and Fu Mei who were talking, and Shu Meng stood behind him as a loyal and dedicated bodyguard, with his hands in his pockets expressionless, which was pretty cool.Until the two talked for a while, Fu Mei finally remembered that there was someone behind him.

"Speaking of which." Fu Mei said, "Is Mr. Shu your friend?"

"..." Lin Pu was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Shu Meng.

"It's his friend," Schumeng said.

"Oh, you two have such a good relationship." Fu Mei gave him a thumbs up, "True brother!"

Lin Pu: "..."

Fu Mei didn't go far in front of the door, she paused and said, "Here we are."

Lin Pu looked up, and at that moment, all the memories here flooded out overwhelmingly.He and Yang Lili were dragged, tied up and thrown into this room. When Yang Lili was struggling, his face was swollen and his eyeball was poked and he was sent to the hospital.I was standing there with blood on my hands, crying like crazy, and finally...

Did you pass out at the end?

This scene was repeated infinitely in Lin Pu's mind, and the hands grasping his body were like dragging and dragging by hellish ghosts.He was recalling this long period of time several times, the feeling of being imprisoned for one day seemed to be a whole year, and he would never forget it for the rest of his life.

At the same time, the right hand was wrapped in a pair of warm hands.

"Are you okay?" Shu Meng asked in a low voice.

Lin Pu turned his head, and the opponent's chin was almost on his shoulder. He was a little nervous and confused, and Shu Meng's hand held his hand, and slowly touched his wrist.

"Come here?" Fu Mei called out not far from them.

"It's okay." Shu Meng pulled his wrist and moved it, "I'm here."

"I know." Lin Pu lowered his head, "I just feel a little uncomfortable."

"Mr. Lin?" Fu Mei turned around and was about to walk over, "Are you okay?"

"No." Lin Pu said, "Let's go."

Fu Mei knocked on the door at the front, and someone opened the door after a while.It was a mother-in-law who opened the door, she should know Fu Mei, and said to him, "Officer Fu, why are you here?"

"Do you know him?" Fu Mei moved out of the way, and her mother-in-law's eyes fell on Lin Pu behind him.

Lin Pu stood motionless and stared at her. The mother-in-law didn't seem to recognize him right away, she looked at him carefully and said, "Who is it?"

"I'm Lin Pu." Lin Pu said, "Yang Xiuqi's son."

The mother-in-law's complexion changed slightly, she staggered a step back, and said awkwardly: "Lin Pu...Lin Pu? I remember you, you and your sister, lived in our house for a while."

"Have lived there?" Fu Mei couldn't help laughing, her rough face was full of sarcasm, "Then why don't you think about it again, have you lived or been locked up?"

Lin Pu didn't intend to say anything more to this mother-in-law, so he patted Fu Mei on the shoulder, looked at her mother-in-law and said, "The area behind your house has been turned into a warehouse, is it still there?"

"In..." the mother-in-law said.

"My sister and I left something in it, and I want to see if I can take it away," Lin Pu said.

The mother-in-law hesitated for a while, then pointed with trembling hands like dry branches: "It's over there, you can find it yourself."

"Thank you." Lin Pu said.

He is very familiar with this place, and a small door next to it can be opened into the warehouse, which is darker than he remembered.He touched the light next to it, but it didn't turn on. It should be that it was no longer powered on after it was discarded.

"You look for it first." Fu Mei said, "I'll go chat with the old lady."

"En." Lin Pu said.

He entered the house and walked around the crowded room full of debris and the smell of acrid dust.Although it wasn't particularly dark, the light made them stumble in the small space. Lin Pu and Shu Meng turned on the flashlight of their mobile phones together.

Lin Pu prevented himself from thinking about it, but he couldn't help thinking about it.

He turned around, and there was a window sealed with wooden strips in front of him, and a worn-out sofa underneath.Lin Pu swept away the things on the sofa, knelt on the sofa with one foot, and looked out with his fingers resting on the wooden board.

When he first came here, he had to repeat this movement more than a dozen or even dozens of times a day, and the sky seen through the gap was particularly blue.

"You and sister, did you always look at each other like this before?" Shumeng leaned on the window with him and asked.

"En." Lin Pu said.

"What would you think?" Schumeng said.

"Want to hear the truth?" Lin Pu said, "I think about how to commit suicide every day, but I don't have the courage."

Shu Meng fell silent, touched the back of his head with his hand, and pulled him over.

Lin Pu wrapped his arms around his waist, buried him on his shoulders, and hugged his body with one hand.

"Lin Pu." Shu Meng said, "Sometimes I really thank you for coming to me."

"Is it because I don't know where I will die suddenly?" Lin Pu raised his head and raised a hand.

"I can't tell, but I feel that every day when I'm with you, I have lingering fears. In the past, if there was a slight difference, we would never meet again." Shumeng said, "Thank you for persevering."

"Persist on this point..." Lin Pu suddenly exerted strength, then let loose in his arms, and let out a low sigh, "I still... really have to admit, I did a good job."

At this moment, he already had a small biscuit box in his hand, covered with a film of blackened rust and thick dust visible to the naked eye, and the floating dust in the air could still be seen in the light shining through the cracks.

"... a letter?" Shu Meng asked in surprise.

"Yes." Lin Pu said, "I hid them on the hanging beams and sealed them with glue. If you force them to open, the ink on them will break and soak into the letter paper, so if you want to open them later, you need to use a sharp tool to cut the bottom. The iron sheet will do."

"..." Shu Meng said, "You are too hardworking."

"It's so boring here." Lin Pu said, "After reading this novel, I was very interested in the device inside, so I tried to make a simple one myself."

"Does it work?" Schumeng asked.

"I don't know." Lin Pu said, "Anyway, no one has found it, let alone opened it."

Lin Pu put it in his backpack: "Go back and have a look, I don't want to stay in this place for a second."

"Yeah," Shumon said.

The two people were covered in dust, and they took pictures for a long time after they came out.Lin Pu looked up while patting, her mother-in-law and Fu Mei should have finished talking, and Fu Mei was standing in her mother-in-law's yard smoking.

"Found it?" Fu Mei asked, "What is it, a passbook?"

"It's more important than a passbook." Lin Pu said.

"Oh, yo." Fu Mei threw the cigarette on the ground and stamped it out with her foot, "Then it's probably a fucking love letter."

Lin Pu and Shu Meng looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

"Thank you, Officer Fu." Lin Pu patted him on the back.

"Thank you, this hasn't even started yet." Fu Mei said, "If you go to the Haitan Sub-bureau tomorrow, where will you stay at night? There is only one guest house in the ten miles and eight villages, and the rest are farmhouses. Living here really wrongs you, how about you Let's drive into town."

"Okay." Lin Pu said.

"Okay, I'm going back to the police station in the afternoon, you go shopping first, we'll call if you need anything."

Fu Mei exchanged phone calls with them and said goodbye to them.In just two hours of acquaintance, Lin Pu already liked this wanton and enthusiastic police officer very much.

"Let's go." Shu Meng said, "Let's drive to the city and find a place to live along the way."

"En." Lin Pu said.

"By the way, I have to take you to do something." Shu Meng said, "Let's go baby."

The author has something to say: Alright, alright, I will read the letter in the next chapter.

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