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It was very cold in the early morning of autumn, An Baiwei couldn't bear to send Lu Zhe to the front line in a hurry, so he went to the scene by himself, and dropped Lu Zhe to stay in the ministry on the way. , until An Bowei left without a trace and sat in the living room on the first floor sulking.

When Wen Zifan went out to find Lin Qingchun to proofread the documents for the third time, he saw that Lu Zhe was still sitting there upright and was angry, so he kindly poured him a glass of warm water and put it on the table, pursed his lips and said happily, "Team An won't let you Now, it's normal to be afraid that you'll catch a cold. If our little sharpshooter catches a cold and sneezes while performing a mission and shoots his own people into sieves, wouldn't the gain outweigh the loss?"

Lu Zhe made up the scene of An Baiwei being beaten into a sieve by himself, and was inexplicably amused. He lowered his head and whispered, "If you need help... just tell me."

Wen Zifan blinked her eyes, and An Baiwei's repeated and strict instructions rang in her ears involuntarily - don't let Lu Zhe touch any documents.Then she smiled: "It's okay, it's good for you to stay here, and you can supervise our work by the way."

After finishing speaking, she stuck out her tongue, turned around and got into her office.

Lu Zhe held the water glass in his hand, and the warm temperature flowed into his body through his palm, making him feel warm all over, and even his mood didn't seem so bad.It's not that he doesn't know what An Bowei is thinking, but he is just angry that this man controls him so strictly and to death, that he would rather run around until he is exhausted than let him get involved in anything dangerous.

His fingers tightened slowly, and the heat was transmitted to the fingertips in a thin stream.Lu Zhe was a little dazed. He knew that he was not very literate, and he couldn't help in sorting out documents and materials. so blind.

Lu Zhe counted on his fingers. It was not bad to shoot by himself, and his investigative ability barely passed the test. It was a pity for his identity not to stay on the front line.Thinking about it, he was about to drive to the scene of the accident, but in the corridor, he bumped into Jiang Shuo who was still drunk.

Jiang Shuo was a handsome young man, his eyes were bloodshot and his hair was messy like a grass nest. He blinked his eyes desperately, and then he focused on Lu Zhe. He asked in a low voice, "Where are you going?" ah?"

Lu Zhe was at a loss for a while, Jiang Shuo didn't dare to say much, and stood there at a loss, but he didn't know that he unintentionally blocked Lu Zhe's way.Two people who were also at a loss stood face to face in the corridor for a while, and suddenly said at the same time: "I..."

Silent at the same time.

After half a minute of embarrassment passed, the two spoke together tremblingly: "You go first—"

At the same time, there was no sound.

Jiang Shuo was embarrassed on his face, but his heart was about to fly with joy. He grabbed the corner of his clothes nervously. He didn't expect to be able to talk to Lu Zheli so close one day. He hesitated, and couldn't hold back a smirk for a while. .

Lu Zhe: "..."

"Yes, I'm sorry..." Jiang Shuo apologized in a panic, his ears were so red that they were about to burn, "I'm not laughing at you..."

Lu Zhe pursed his lips, and finally gave up the idea of ​​going to An Bowei, maybe he would have to be taught a lesson by An Bowei when he went... What if he really spanked himself?

He breathed a sigh of relief in compromise, and said to Jiang Shuo, "Are you free now? Tell me about the early morning case."

The latter was startled for a moment, and then the chicken nodded like pecking rice: "Are you free..."

The two sat one behind the other on the extended sofa in the living room. Jiang Shuo put his hands on his knees restrainedly, and began to narrate in a low voice. Lu Zhe didn't interrupt him from the beginning to the end. Clear the ins and outs.

A fire broke out in Quehua Mountain in the early hours of this morning, but fortunately, the fire started on the back mountain, and no tourists had a sudden whim to explore in the middle of the night. So far, there have been no reports of casualties.However, the fire started very abruptly. Although the garden nurse guessed that it was caused by the dry weather in autumn or the cigarette butts lit by tourists, the police still suspected that someone deliberately set the fire. He cried out, intending to discuss this fuzzy "arson case" together.

As soon as Lu Zhe heard it, he knew that this was the version that Dai Xiaozhou told Jiang Shuo—the idle panic of the Joint Criminal Department, and the unfounded speculation of the police station were all resentment from the fat man who was woken up from a hangover.The information that can be extracted from it is nothing more than the keyword of fire in the early morning.

Jiang Shuo was still telling him a story, when the landline in the middle of the living room suddenly rang.

Before Lu Zhe gave Jiang Shuo the gesture to shut up, the young man obediently shut up. Lu Zhe patted him on the shoulder to show his relief, and then pressed the hands-free button on the landline.

"Who's on the phone? Xiaowen?" An Baiwei's voice came from over there.

Lu Zhe was silent for two or three seconds, and said in a cold tone, "It's me."

Amber was stunned for a moment, then laughed softly: "Okay, let's get down to business, don't be so petty... Tell Xiaowen, I sent the photos of the scene, and asked her to print them out and post them in the meeting room Whiteboard, and then inform other people to gather in the conference room, I will go back in 10 minutes."

Lu Zhe was so ashamed of his flirtatious words, he really wanted to chop off his cheap paws, just pick it up obediently, and turn on the speakerphone!Now not only him, but even Jiang Shuo felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, and finally he whispered "I'll notify you" with red ears and ran away.

He sat silently on the sofa for a while, and when he finally calmed down, he wanted to smoke again.

……

Half an hour later, everyone gathered in the conference room, and Lu Zhe was sitting under An Baiwei's eyelids, fiddling with the documents in his hand, silently and laboriously reading the content of the first paragraph in a low voice.

An Baiwei raised the corners of his mouth when he noticed Lu Zhe's small movements, and tapped on the whiteboard: "You should understand the general situation, so I will talk about the suspicious points in this fire."

"First, the fire started for no reason. The simple explanation of dryness and cigarette butts is too far-fetched. People from the police station and Bian Jun stayed there looking for clues, to see if they could find any suspicious traces." An Baiwei posted a few pictures of the fire scene on the whiteboard, and then said calmly, "The second is more intriguing. After putting out the fire, we found a male corpse at the scene."

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Shuo couldn't help but gasped, but seeing that everyone else seemed to be surprised, he immediately lowered his head in embarrassment.

"It's just these few pictures." An Baiwei posted a few more pictures of the corpse taken from different angles, "The fire at the scene was too fierce, the corpse was burnt in it and it was already disfigured, and no facial features could be discerned at all. We can only take it to the autopsy. At present, we are waiting for two clues, one is the arson tools left at the scene, and the other is the autopsy report. If no tools are found at the scene, the police will follow the surveillance cameras near Quehua Mountain to investigate. , but that would be time-consuming and laborious. After the suspects are eliminated, the case is basically over... Judging from these scattered clues, we cannot determine the identity of the body, or even whether he has anything to do with the fire Do not know at all."

Amber paused for a long time, leaving them enough time to observe the photos, and then quietly asked: "Did you see anything?"

Dai Xiaozhou is good at technical tracking, and he has never been competent for this kind of job of searching for clues. He first shook his head and looked at the others.Wen Zi has done a lot of esoteric work, and this kind of criminal investigation is too difficult for her, so she also shook her head.An Baiwei's eyes looked past the two of them and looked at the others. Needless to say, Jiang Shuo hadn't even figured out the doorway. He had a natural dynamic vision, but he was blind in this kind of thing. No matter how he looked at the photos, he was a Burnt black people.

In the end, Lin Qingchun pondered for a long time, and said softly, "This man died before the fire broke out."

Amber nodded slightly, motioning for her to continue.

"If this person was still alive in the fire, he must have struggled to varying degrees, but judging from the photos, he was lying flat all the time, without the slightest sign of struggling." Lin Qingchun paused, then continued, "There are two possible directions. One, this person was killed and placed here before the fire; two, this person took some kind of fainting drug before the fire, so he didn't wake up in time and was burned to death .”

"I just said that the relationship between the corpse and the fire is unclear, right?" An Baiwei took the words and said seriously, "But we might as well make a bold guess, whether the murderer deliberately left him in the back mountain, and then made a There was a fire, and almost all the clues were burned away, leaving no chance for us to track it down."

Seeing the contemplative expressions on everyone's faces, he waited for a while, and then continued: "But again, we can also guess that this is just a coincidence, a person accidentally slipped down the mountain He fell unconscious and caught fire. He failed to run out and was eventually burned to death. Or he took some medicine and had an attack when he walked to the back mountain. He passed out and was not spared after the fire started. "

Lu Zhe remained silent.He knew that An Baiwei was helping everyone—especially Jiang Shuo, to train divergent thinking. In fact, this kind of thing would be resolved after an autopsy report. The time of death, whether he took drugs, physical trauma...all were clear at a glance. In the past, when he didn't want to participate in such divergent thinking meetings, he often asked An Baiwei to read the conclusion of the autopsy report directly to himself.

"We have to think about these possibilities. If we miss any suspicious clues, we might miss the truth." Amber said lightly, "Besides, is there anything else to discover?"

"Hands." Qi Xiu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, his tone was cold but calm, and it sounded reassuring, "The hands of this corpse are placed on the chest, like a clasped hands, but It's burning so badly I'm not sure."

Amber nodded slightly: "What does this mean? Jiang Shuo."

Jiang Shuo, who was suddenly called upon, stood up in trepidation: "Explain...explain..."

Lu Zhe sighed lightly. Being addicted to cigarettes, he just wanted to end the meeting quickly and ask An Baiwei for a few cigarettes, so he said in a low voice: "It means that the arrangement of this corpse has a special meaning." A sense of ritual."