Chapter 48 Section 1
The third floor of the military division guest house.
Huang Sha was lying on the bed, pressing his fingers on his liver, Ye Qianshan, Xia Xiaoqi and Chen Mo were sitting in the shadow of the lamp, and there were armed policemen standing at the two gates outside the door.
"Chen Mo, tell me again where you were and what you were doing when those crimes happened!" Ye Qianshan said with a smile, the relationship between the people in the room seemed to be very harmonious, without the smell of gunpowder during the day, Chen Mo also changed. He became more gentle, and he yawned and said, "Didn't I write everything for you?"
"You still insist on the case of Song Changzhong, did you not go back to the city when you worked on the case in Shang'an County?"
"That's still wrong, I'm with Chuxiong!"
"Chen Mo, I have a work log of Chuxiong here, which clearly states: On November 1, 1987, Chen Mo and I set off from Shang'an County at 2 p.m. by motorcycle, arrived at the office at 3:30, and took a shower. , go home.
Moreover, from October 20 to October 31, 1987, you were in the ancient city for 7 days out of the 12 days. "
"It's been so many years, so it's not easy to forget? Besides, Chuxiong made up for it later, right? How come I haven't seen him remember it after living with him for so long? Wait, let me think about it, I'm returning to the market. But I remember that I was in the bureau that day!" Chen Mo frowned in thought, then slapped his forehead for a moment: "Xia Xiaoqi, damn you have to testify to me, you didn't see me that day? In the duty room, how many of you Playing cards, I stood by and watched, and after a while, I went upstairs!"
Xia Xiaoqi moved her buttocks on the chair and said with a smile: "Chen Mo, who was there that day and who wasn't there, it's in the duty record book, I'll make a copy for you and you can take a good look, who recorded it, who came out of the scene , let's take the text as the standard, and there is no basis for words! You and I are classmates, I really want to help you, but unfortunately, don't hate me, if you want to hate, you can only hate our ancestors. He invented papermaking, making our Everything he did is in black and white and well documented!"
"Chen Mo, let's not talk about Song Changzhong's case, can we talk about Sun Guiqing's case?" Ye Qianshan stood up and patted Chen Mo's shoulder.
"I don't have time for the case of Sun Guiqing. I remember that I went to Shang'an on December 5, went to Yuquan Town with Chuxiong on the second day, went to Liancheng on the third day, and seemed to go to Linshui on the fourth day...until December 12. We will come back in the next day!" Chen Mo counted fluently.
"Chen Mo, this case happened eight years ago. You can remember what you did on that day of the week. Does your extraordinary memory conform to normal laws?" Ye Qianshan shook his head and sat down again. .
"What's not in line with that? The case is about to be tossed and tossed. Who hasn't thought about what they did in the past few days? Even if you don't ask me, I have to think about it myself, you say Right, Qianshan?"
"But Chen Mo, there is still a record here in Chuxiong: On December 6th, there was a meeting in Chuli, but I didn't return to Shang'an. Director Gu gave a speech, highlighted politics, and criticized a few people...
December 6, don’t you remember? This is a special day. Didn’t Sun Guiqing almost die on this day? Due to reasons you didn’t foresee, Sun Guiqing only lived a few more days until December 11 On the 1st, Chuxiong had something to fetch things from everywhere that day, and when a crime happened, he left the scene. You returned to the ancient city from Shang'an at 5 o'clock.I want to ask you, did you return to Shang'an when Chuxiong was everywhere?"
"Then neither he nor you can prove that I committed the crime at the scene!"
"Chen Mo, I don't like you for this. You're too flustered. I don't want to play tricks on you. Let me tell you that we all know about you. The case of Lin Tiange, you and Chu Xiong went to Xilizhuang to investigate the case of Sun Guiqing Clue, this is true, and there is an interview transcript on December 24, 1987, but you didn’t return to the ancient city at 9 o’clock, you arrived in the city at 5 o’clock, thanks to our comrades’ good habit of keeping a work diary Otherwise, I will spend a lot of time talking with you, and I may not necessarily tell you in the end. Xiaoqi, tell Chen Mo where Chen Mo was when Shang Qiuyun found the obscene painting on April 14, 1988?"
Xia Xiaoqi said: "Damn it, Chen Mo, you are making my brother so hard. If you tell me everything, you will sleep well, and I will sleep well, so I will tell you. You and Li Shiqi I arrived at Gucheng Railway Station at 5:30 by train, and I broke up with Lei Dongming and Li Shiqi under the walnut tree next to the station..."
"On October 15, 1988, you claimed to be pulling furniture with Zhang Maosan. When you passed by Rainbow Road at 7 o'clock in the evening, you saw someone else appear on the scene, but Zhang Maosan said that you went home after 4 o'clock in the afternoon. Chen Mo, Chen Mo, To be honest, we even checked the time of posting obscene pictures that are not included in the case, just to think that even if you are on duty in the bureau for a time, if you have proof of whether you were at the scene or when you did not commit the crime, you and I, none of us will Waste of time here!"
Ye Qianshan lit a cigarette for Chen Mo, and lit one himself, watching Chen Mo scolding Chen Mo, but Chen Mo smiled calmly: "Qian Shan, there are plenty of people in this world who have the time to commit crimes like me, don't you Getting them here to 'confess the problem' won't work? These can't be used as direct evidence!"
King Wang found Shi Yongzheng that night and truthfully reported what Xiao Yinong had said about Cong Ming's reasoning.Shi Yongzheng called Xie Zhifan who was far away in a remote city overnight, and asked Cong Ming if he had talked to him about reasoning back then.Xie Zhifan hesitated for a long time before saying, "Yes, there is such a thing!"
Shi Yongzheng asked Xia Xiaoqi to quickly find Cong Ming the next day.
Xia Xiaoqi kept in touch with Cong Ming all the time, and he quickly called Cong Ming.
Cong Ming has graduated from the postgraduate course of the police officer university and is teaching at a railway police school in the suburbs of Beijing.On the phone, Xia Xiaoqi said earnestly: "Cong Ming, the case is about to be solved, come back and talk to me if you have something to say!"
Cong Ming put down the phone and rushed back to the ancient city that day.
After listening to Cong Ming's reasoning, Shi Yongzheng slapped his thigh and said, "Cong Ming, why didn't you tell me back then!"
Cong Ming smiled and said: "You were the director of the criminal investigation department back then, and you still had a subtitle. I told you that you couldn't make a decision, but put everyone in a dangerous situation... Director, think about it." I approached you after graduating from graduate school in 1992 and asked to be transferred back to the Criminal Investigation Division, do you still remember this incident!"
"Well, there is such a thing!" Shi Yongzheng seemed to suddenly recall the scene when Cong Ming was looking for him.
"That time, I was making my last effort. I thought it would be better to put myself in danger to solve this case. If I cooperated with you to solve this case, I don't think it would have dragged on for 8 years. Because at that time you are already in charge, and the time is ripe to solve the case!"
The years are wasted --
Shi Yongzheng remembered that scene back then.That day when Cong Ming talked to Shi Yongzheng about work and went out, he ran into Jia Chenlu, the dean of the police academy. This Jia Chenlu was like the black nemesis in Cong Ming's life, always at the crucial step of his life. Give me a stir-fry from time to time.In fact, as soon as Cong Ming left, Jia Chenlu entered Shi Yongzheng's office. He said that I saw Cong Ming come to you just now, what is he doing here?
Shi Yongzheng said that Cong Ming wanted to work with me.Before Shi Yongzheng could finish his words, Jia Chenlu said in a sly manner: "You dare to want him? I advise you to be careful when you hire someone who is a neurotic person!"
Shi Yongzheng didn't know Cong Ming very well, but Jia Chenlu's words did help, and he put aside the fact that Cong Ming was coming to the Criminal Investigation Department.
Cong Ming felt deeply regretful, but it was precisely because of one regret after another that different destinies continued to appear in his life.If he had returned to the Criminal Investigation Department back then, he would not have been wandering in Beijing like a lonely soul.
Cong Ming didn't want to entrap himself too much in the past, he was concerned about the current situation, "Hey, why did you decide to get Chen Mo?" Cong Ming cared too much about this issue.
When Shi Yongzheng told him that he dug out the gun and magazines from the Tang River, Cong Ming jumped up and said, "It must be Chen Mo."
The story Cong Ming told next inspired everyone present physically and mentally...
It was the winter of 1984. After the shooting class, there was still some time before the end of the get out of class. Everyone chatted, from the army to the navy. I don’t know who said that he wanted to be a navy and put on a diving suit to go to the bottom of the sea to see all kinds of things. fish.
Speaking of diving suits, Cong Ming said: "Hey, you know that divers went down to the Tang River to salvage daggers!"
Everyone heard that what happened in Tanghe next to them was more attractive than imagining the distant sea, so they urged Cong Ming to tell it quickly.Cong Ming liked this kind of speech atmosphere. He said: "In 1983, when you were still studying at school, there was a murderer who threw the murder weapon into the Tang River after the murder. Two divers put on diving suits and went down to salvage, and the salvage lasted for two weeks. It was the twelfth lunar month, and I practiced diving skills when I was a scout in the army, so I also wanted to go down to help salvage in a diving suit. Guess what? What’s the matter, I couldn’t go down. The divers later said that the bottom of the river was full of silt, and the river water was too polluted. The silt piled up when the factories and mines discharged sewage had long buried the knives, so they went there to find them. This case is a crime. Molecules admit everything, but they just can’t find the knife, the evidence is insufficient, and they dare not judge when the case comes..."
Cong Ming told this story as a joke at the time, but he didn't expect that Chen Mo would use it when he sold the stolen goods a few years later.
"By the way, Cong Ming, I remembered it too. When you said that at the time, everyone was very happy. I had already forgotten it. If you didn't say it, I wouldn't even be able to remember it!" Xia Xiaoqi added.
"Cong Ming, let's get to the bottom of it. You're Chen Mo's master. Your theory, Chen Mo, has been put into practice! What military topography, the theory of the full moon and the waning of the moon, you taught it all!" Ye Qianshan pointed Pointing at Cong Ming's nose, he said.
"Don't say that, I can't afford it! Hey, I didn't expect Chen Mo to use all his knowledge on crimes? If he uses this brain on the road of criminal investigation, the division chief will not use much." If you are good at criminal investigation in a few years, maybe you will climb up to the position of deputy director of criminal investigation in a few years!" Although Cong Ming's words were a joke, everyone present fell into the same thought, and they weighed it seriously in their hearts. The weight of the opponent, any slightest underestimation of the enemy may lead to the failure of the interrogation...
When Xia Xiaoqi sent Cong Ming out, Cong Ming remembered to ask Xia Xiaoqi: "Who told you about my reasoning?"
Xia Xiaoqi said: "King!"
"Who is the king?"
"After you left, college students assigned from Shenyang Criminal Police Academy, but the king also listened to what his wife said!"
"What's his wife's name?" There was a hint of spiritual speculation in Cong Ming's mind.
"Xiao Yinong!" Xia Xiaoqi's answer confirmed his guess, "She finally married a policeman!" Cong Ming stood there feeling lost.
"Huh? Why can't you marry a policeman? You can't stop a girl from marrying a policeman because of Chen Mo. However, don't look at Chen Mo's cruelty in starting a case, but it will be good for his wife and children! "
After breaking up with Xia Xiaoqi, he walked aimlessly on the streets of the ancient city, the past was still like fresh flowers blooming in front of his eyes gradually, and he unknowingly stood at the door of Xiao Yinong's house, and he remembered the old man sitting in front of him. The old man in the wheelchair has been separated for several years. I don't know how the old man is doing. During those days, he and the old man established such a good friendship. He really misses the old man.
He knocked on the door, remembering many scenes from that year.
It was Yinong's mother who opened the door, and Cong Ming said, "Hello, Auntie, I'm back to see you!"
Yinong's mother saw that it was Cong Ming, with surprise on her face, she hurriedly said, "Come in, come in, and keep talking about why you don't even write a letter!"
Cong Ming went straight to the living room.The wheelchair is still in its old place in the living room. When Cong Ming entered the house for the first time, the old man was sitting in the wheelchair, and the sound of the glass being thrown seemed to be in my ears again, but, just, Why is that wheelchair empty?
"Uncle?" He didn't dare to ask further.
"Oh, he went in the second year after you left, and he kept saying your name when he left!"
Cong Ming fell down on the sofa beside the wheelchair, tears streaming down his face, and said, "Uncle, I bought you a new chess set, why did you leave before I came back?"
Cong Ming came to Xiao Kun's house excitedly on the second night after returning to the ancient city.
It was Sunday, and Xiao Kun and his wife were at home. Cong Ming was like a bosom friend from the past, reminiscing about the old days. He said, "Director Xiao, Chen Mo's case has finally been revealed. I'm so happy. You recalled the past. The two of us talked about Chen Mo all night and all night in your office, and it still feels like it happened yesterday!"
"Why don't I remember? I can't remember those things!"
When Cong Ming heard this, it was as if his head was hot from being poured over by a basin of ice water.And the anger was rekindled from the cold, and he forced to go further: "Director Xiao, you can say that you don't remember clearly, but let me tell you, you showed me all the evidence in the entire case file, you still want to Listen to me tell you what the evidence was at that time! The next night, you showed me all the evidence. A kraft paper bag contained the bloody police cap of the victim policeman, and you told me that the criminal’s small outward gait My, what did I say at the time? I said I caught Chen Mo by mistake and I will change it! And you also provided me with the sportswear worn by criminals with blue and white stripes. I told you that the sportswear with white stripes is issued by the riot team. Yes, the two of us talked about so many things from 8 o'clock in the evening to 4 o'clock in the morning. Can you do anything else? As an outsider, I can't see these top-secret evidence. You can show me. Anything is fine Dude, it's against discipline for outsiders to see these things, you showed me all of them, and this proves that we talked about this case!"
When Cong Minglin was leaving the house, he said unrepentantly: "Director Xiao, I hope that in the future, we will be more realistic. History is history, and history should be true and not false!"
Cong Ming was walking on the streets of the ancient city, and suddenly felt that he was going too far. If he was Deputy Director Xiao, he would have to deny it flatly. Why are you not moving, why are you so numb, isn't this dereliction of duty?And he is not the only one who has neglected his duty. He is now questioning others, isn't he trying to settle historical accounts with them?He thought that there was really no need for him to care about everything in the past. Doesn't history have its own judgment?