Chapter 3: Chapter3

The next day.
"Thank you for taking the time to meet, but I think ..."
Yan immediately: "I understand."
The high-end restaurant in the city center has a private environment and a good atmosphere. The piano music slowly flows in the slight collision of silver cutlery. The girl across the table bit her lower lip and euphemistically said, "Although I respect the police profession and admire you for sacrificing a lot, but still ..."
Yan l: "I understand."
"Sergeant Yan, you are really a good person. No matter how you look or the conditions are excellent, you will definitely be able to ..."
Yan l: "I know."
The two stared at each other for a while, and the girl stopped talking.
Yan l said sincerely: "Don't worry, I'll talk to the introducer."
The girl immediately unloaded the 800-pound burden and beckoned with relief: "Waiter, pay!"
"I've bought it," Yan said, wiping her mouth with a dining cloth and politely rising up. "I'm sorry to delay your time. Which direction do you live in? Can you allow me to take you for a ride?"
The girl moved slightly: "Dare you, you ..."
The phone rang.
Yan l, she has a good family background and looks like a standard idol. Perennial frontline police officers work out a thin, fleshy body, a personable, generous shot, and is a perfect date for a blind date.
However, such an elderly man has repeatedly defeated in the blind date market for only one reason-
"Hey?"
"Boss, Wei Bureau asked you to come back immediately. The autopsy results of the KTV Freezer Hidden Corps Case made a major discovery last night, and the case is now transferred to the Municipal Bureau!"
"..."
Yan hung up the phone, looked up, and asked with an apologetic smile, "Shall I take you to the subway station?"
The girl is reasonable and quits again and again, expressing a high degree of support and understanding for the work of criminal police. In a friendly atmosphere, the two of them said goodbye, and after turning around, they deleted each other's WeChat for the first time.
Yan walked down the steps of the restaurant, and the bright sun came in early May. He pulled out the sunglasses from his neckline and put on his hair. He flashed his mind, and the girl said half of it: you must be able to ...
Yan couldn't help boasting: "It must be the right hand of God. Believe in yourself!"
The phone rings instantly, cheering for your dreams.
Yan l lazily accepted: "Which one? ... Um, I'm on my way back to the city bureau ... what? What did you say?"
"Ah, boss!" The voice of the director's forensic doctor could hear his eyes fluttering over the phone: "You listen to me, it's awesome. We found something very rare from the deceased, the May Day holiday of the city bureau For the seventh year in a row, I asked you if you would take it? Hahahaha! "
Yan l: "... two dogs, talk human."
"Who is the second dog, my name is Gou Li! When I was going to take a forensic examination, I passed five levels and cut through six. In the face of the solemn national flag and police badge, I read two poems. blessing……"
"Hang up, see you later."
"Ah, heh!" Director Gou said, "Don't hang on, let me tell you: scopolamine."
Yan l acted slightly, "What is it?"
"Scopolamine is an alkaloid that acts similarly to atropine and is usually found in motion sickness medicine. However, the content of scopolamine in the deceased is 1,600 times that of motion sickness medicine, and combined with methamphetamine Enough to cause strong hallucinations, epilepsy and mental disorders. "
Yan asked: "In other words, this kid skated to death?"
"Yes, no." Director Gou proudly said, "Through my rich professional experience, detailed chemical knowledge, and bold analysis to verify ... It can be concluded initially that the hallucinogen in the dead is a new type of drug. Attention, new The type is different from all known molecular formulas of drugs on the market. The direct cause of death is that the deceased has a hallucinogen and a great hallucination caused by hallucinogens. Therefore, he actively enters the freezer and closes the door to live himself. Frozen to death-the fingerprint you let the Bureau ’s technical investigation on the inside of the freezer door last night also proves this. How old is it? Is there a sense of openness? "
Yan Li gave away the laurel that Wan Zhenguo gave himself last night: "Contemporary Conan!"
Director Gou expressed humility.
"Let's go, tell everyone to come back to the meeting and call me Qin Chuan, who is next to the anti-drug detachment-I'm already in the car, and I'll see you in 15 minutes."
"Your father, my name is Gou Li! ..."
With a loud noise, Yan lapped the door and stepped on the accelerator. He threw his phone at the co-pilot, and Grand Cherokee slipped into the traffic.
Fifteen minutes later, the conference room of the Municipal Bureau of Criminal Investigation.
On May 1st holiday, all the criminal police who did not return to their hometowns to visit relatives were all present. The forensic directors of drug detection, technical investigation, investigation, and fatty were present one by one. Even Deputy Commissioner Wei Yao in charge of criminal investigation moved to the first place with a large tea tank on.
In a bright blind date equipment, Yan rolled up the cuffs of the white zilli shirt at random, exposing the strong elbows, and opened the surveillance video on the big screen in the quiet sound of breathing in the room.
At 9.30 pm on May 2nd, a back wearing a blue shirt and black trousers appeared in the security surveillance and stumbled deep into the alley.
The room was silent, and many people leaned forward subconsciously, staring closely at the final image of a person ten minutes before his death.
The deceased danced with gait, and he didn't know who he was talking to. He sometimes stretched his hands forward and sometimes pinched his hair in pain. Suddenly he stumbled and hit the trash can.
Boom!
I hit it so hard that I could hear the sound clearly across the screen. But the deceased didn't seem to feel the pain. He just tore his neckline desperately. With this movement, the high-definition lens showed that a dark liquid slowly dripped from his neck—the blood flowing from the ears. Immediately after he took off his sweater, Chi
barely leaned against the side of the trash can, rubbing repeatedly regardless of the filth.
The nervous near-death action caused a chill in many people in the conference room. At this moment, it seemed as if something had caught his attention from the cover of the back door of the ktv kitchen. The deceased barely climbed up and shook The ground got into the kitchen.
The picture flashed, and the last figure of the deceased disappeared into the camera.
Gou Li gave a stubborn cough.
"We have obtained the autopsy report. Combined with the fingerprints found on the inside of the freezer, we initially suspect that the deceased locked himself in the freezer under the strong hallucinogenic effect of scopolamine. As you can see, no injection marks were found in the veins of the deceased's arm. The anatomy of the esophagus and esophagus revealed residual methamphetamine and other components, so it can be considered that the drug entered the body through oral administration. "
Gou Li put the autopsy photos on the big screen, and turned them over page by page with a laser pointer, and said, "The key is that we tried our best to restore the molecular formula of hallucinogens and found that the drugs taken by the dead were not on the market. Any known drug overlaps. "
Everyone was talking, and Deputy Director Wei leaned forward: "Is it a new type of drug?"
Criminal investigations do not focus on major and minor matters. After all, everyone has the same life and death, but in terms of severity, various types of cases do have a weight. The severity of the new type of drugs flowing into the jurisdiction is probably similar to that of a perverted murderer who killed 20 people in a downtown area within a day, or Yan suddenly got sick and recruited relatives in the public security system.
Where is the source of new drugs? What is the channel?
Is there a scale? How many downlines have been developed?
The room was quiet, no one spoke, and suddenly a low male voice said, "... not quite right."
Everyone looked intently, and Deputy Commissioner Wei patted the big tea pot: "What's wrong, Xiao Yan?"
Yan l didn't speak, and looked at the monitor again. The crazy and distorted image was shaking in the depths of his pupils, and it was not until the end of the monitoring that he clicked on the bottom corner of the screen.
"Nearly nine o'clock last night, the witness saw the deceased wandering alone on the sidewalk not far from the back door of ktv, carrying a black shoulder similar to a schoolbag. Where is this bag now?"
"The deceased appeared in the surveillance at 9:30, and the drug effect had already occurred, and he died soon. Then from 9 to 9:30, where did the deceased go, what did he do, or what people did he see? ? "
The crowd didn't say a word yet, Ma Xiang raised his hand and rushed to answer: "He went to buy drugs! In the bag ... the bag contains cash!"
"Not necessarily cash," Yan said.
He paused, holding his cocoon fingers and rubbing his chin: "We assume that the deceased and the drug dealer have agreed to meet near the scene of the crime scene, get the drugs, and complete the transaction. The deceased swallowed the drugs by mouth Soon, he had hallucinations, a temperature disorder, and a fever all over his body. So he started undressing, and first of all he broke off his shoulders. "
A bulging backpack is casually left on the side of the road. Even in an alley that is rarely visited at night, there is a great possibility that it will be walked by.
Besides, the deceased was covered in brand names from head to toe, and even underpants had to be four or five hundred. The backpack must not be a bargain, and the possibility of being dragged by the sheep is even greater.
Deputy Director Wei frowned and said, "But the source of the corpse has not been found in the branch office, nor has the police received a report of missing persons who meet the conditions. Mobile phone positioning is temporarily impossible."
Yan pointed to the surveillance video and suddenly asked, "Under what circumstances would a drug addict take drugs?"
The question was quite jumpy. Deputy Commissioner Wei did not respond. Someone coughed on the side of anti-drug. "According to our experience of catching people, they are roughly divided into two categories. One is smoking at home alone when a drug addiction occurs. , The other is to get closer and enjoy with the close friends. "
The talking face was Sven Junlang, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and his tone was not tepid. It was Qin Chuan who was temporarily brought by Gou Li from the anti-drug detachment next door.
The anti-drug situation of the Municipal Bureau is similar to that of the criminal investigation. The first leader is nearing retirement, but the second leader is not yet old enough to reach the top. The helpless first leader can only fight his life down again; the second leader of the criminal investigation detachment is strict l, anti-drug Qin Chuan is over there.
Although the two are fox friends and dog friends who often go out to drink together, Qin Chuan's reputation in the city bureau is very reliable-after all, Qin Chuan is good at installing big-tailed wolf. The elegant side is deeply rooted in people's hearts and the sloppy side is better hidden. This intellectual youth is more flattered by uncles and aunts. Like Yan l, he took the whole group of criminal police out and sang k, which challenged the weak nerves of the leaders.
"Using drugs alone occurs in the psychological safety zone of addicts, including homes, rental houses, and hotel rooms. It is unlikely that drug users will dance on the street while they are high. But if it is a crowd of drug users, the sub-bureau will initially survey the surroundings. The environment, including the surveillance video of the nightly palace ktv, did not find this sign. "
"In short," Qin Chuan paused and pushed his glasses: "There is no clue whatsoever, how the deceased ran to the road."
A buzzing discussion sounded in the conference room.
"No," suddenly Yan said, "there is a third case."
Qin Chuanluan: "What's the situation?"
Yan said, "Test the goods."
Yan's thigh crossed his legs, leaned in the swivel chair, and struck the edge of the table with a laser pointer.
"'This is not a fresh item on the market. It's very powerful. You can try it here. If you feel good, you will take it away'.-We assume that the trading place between the deceased and the drug dealer is not far from the crime scene and walking distance. In about five to ten minutes, it looks very concealed and comfortable, and can provide a sufficient sense of security for addicts ... but it is actually not so safe. "
In the video, the back door of KTV is connected to the deserted alley at night. Surrounded by narrow alleys, closed shops, and stalls, the back kitchen. Qin Chuan's eyes patrol around the screen, and suddenly realized:
"car!"
Drug addicts are addicted, and it is common to be high in the car for a while. The deceased was connected in the drug dealer's car. He did not expect that the "fresh goods" was so aggressive that he broke his backpack after running the "test" and disregarded the obstacles and ran off the car. It is currently the most likely guess that it is close to the fact!
"Big dog, how long does it take for this hallucinogen to take?"
Gou swallowed and said, "Five to ten minutes, within fifteen minutes to reach the peak of the efficacy."
Yan L stood up: "Ma Xiang went to the traffic police brigade to retrieve surveillance video of all entrances and exits around the scene of the crime scene between 9 and 10 o'clock last night. After 9 o'clock, he entered the area and stayed for more than half an hour. The brothers further explored the source of new drugs flowing into this city, and I reviewed the scene of the crime. "
Everyone got up and acted, while Qin Chuan pushed the chair back in place and asked, "What inspiration do you have, Lao Yan?"
"Bag." Yan said briefly, "Find the bag, not far from the truth."
The May Day holiday effectively reduced the evening peak. Yan l gripped his cigarette in one hand and leaned on the steering wheel in one hand. When the green light was on, the car slowly moved forward. The voice of Ma Xiang came from the Bluetooth headset: "The brothers of Fuyang Traffic Police Brigade The surveillance video was transferred out. The preliminary comparison of Tu reconnaissance revealed that there were twelve cars that met the screening criteria. What should I do now?
Yan asked: "How many cars aren't there?"
Opposite for a moment, "Three!"
"Of the remaining nine cars, how many were fully loaded when leaving the area?"
"His—It's hard to say. I can't see clearly with the film attached, and preliminary visual inspection of the two fully loaded."
"The target is to find in the remaining seven vehicles. When leaving, two or less people are listed as the priority investigation points."
Ma Chao asked, "Why?"
Yan L was about to answer, and suddenly there was a loud noise in front of the vehicle. Then the vehicles stopped abruptly, and the horn sounded one after another.
"Yo Yan! What's wrong with you?"
Yan L went out and saw the traffic light at the intersection ahead. A BMW knocked out the Meituan. The motorcycle turned over, and the takeaway was scattered.
"How did you ride your bike, and you're rushing forward when the red light is off?"
"Don't let your word go, where did I get the red light! ..."
Yan Liao extinguished his cigarette butt: "It's okay. I changed the lane after a collision. If there are more than two passengers in the target car, it will not stop the dead who rushed off the car after the hallucinogen attack. The possibility of one to two is relatively high. You go back to the city bureau first, and I will bring you later ... "
Yan l's voice suddenly stopped.
The traffic lights changed again, and the traffic on the opposite side started slowly. However, not far from the accident, a silhouette stood at the center of the intersection, staring at the overturned motorcycle.
He seemed to have been taken away from his soul, and had no response to the approaching vehicles, and the van in front did not seem to find this inconspicuous pedestrian, and pushed directly forward.
Yan's pupils tightened suddenly-he recognized who this person was!
All details happen at the same instant. Hit the steering wheel, step on the throttle, the sharp horn tore the air, and Changming changed lanes, rubbing the truck fiercely, and the traffic on the two roads stopped at the same time during the bumps!
"I x!" The truck driver was furious at the brakes. "You're blind, aren't you driving ?!"
Yan l jumped out of the car and found out the police from the jacket pocket
The driver was stupid for a moment, but saw that Yan didn't return his head, and rushed straight towards the silhouette of the clinging man at the center of the intersection.
That's Jiangzhan.
When the horn sounded, Jiang Ding ’s always distinct brain seemed to be down, and it was blank. He couldn't see, hear, or react. In his field of vision, only the scene of the car accident in front of him was infinitely enlarged and distorted. The broken time and space whistled and swallowed up all consciousness. He drove again in the heavy rain three years ago. Interprovincial highway.
Yes, that day.
The siren was distant behind the car, and the red and blue staggered lights appeared in the rearview mirror. He is like a trapped beast that has fallen into a trap. He is running wildly and desperately, and only echoes a word in his mind. He must not fall into those people's hands, and can no longer fall into his hands.
The accelerator stepped to the bottom and the next second, a lane changing truck rushed out.
Collision, severe pain, dizziness, turning the sky. Countless car horns come and go, reality and memory alternate, perception and illusion mix.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Zhan's body lightened, and the whole person turned upside down, and was picked up by a person's waist. A pair of solid hands broke his magic barrier.
Yan hit the river stop horizontally, three steps and two steps across the street, rushed to the sidewalk, placed on the street bench, grabbed the chin to force him to look up to himself: "Hey what's wrong? Wake up ! "
"..."
"Look at me talking!"
Jiang Zeng's focal length was scattered, his lips trembled, and then he suddenly woke up like a nightmare, suddenly grabbing Yan's hand holding his chin.
"... I'm sorry," Jiang Zeng panted. "I'm sorry."
Yan l looked down at him from such a high distance, so that the face that was not clearly seen at the scene last night was clearly reflected in the eyes, even the curvature of each eyelash, the tired shadow under the eyes, and the slightly pale lips Nowhere.
Suddenly, a shadow appeared again in the bottom of Yan's heart.
— But then was interrupted.
Suddenly aware of his malady, Jiang Zhan let go of Yan's hand. The whole man leaned back, stretched a distance, and raised his eyes and asked, "Police officer Yan?"
At that moment, Jiang Zhen, who was sober-minded under normal conditions, came back. Except for his pale face showing a little bit of embarrassment, all invisible defenses were re-equipped with the action of leaning back.
Yan l stood up and coughed.
"Sit here and wait for me," he said concisely, striding towards the traffic jam on the road. 2k novel reading network