Notes From A Criminal Investigation 7 Chapter 6

By: Fuhu Xi
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Marcus was sitting at the table writing furiously. When he heard footsteps, he didn't look up and said, "Zhou Tao, what's the good news?"

Zhou Tao was surprised and asked: "How did Zhu Zhi know that I was getting married?"

Marcus put down his pen and said, "You usually stay up late and your footsteps are slow, but today your footsteps are brisk and rhythmic, so it must be something good."

"Zhu Zhi is really amazing." Zhou Tao is an expert in video investigation technology, but he is very ordinary in other criminal investigation techniques, even slightly inferior to ordinary investigators. He sincerely believes that veteran investigators like Marcus are like martial arts masters with unique skills.

Marcus said: "What's so great about this? It's just familiar to me."

Zhou Tao saw the thick manuscript on the table and asked, "What is Zhu Zhi writing?"

"I have been in the criminal police detachment for more than 20 years and have experienced too many cases. While I am still clear-headed, I want to write down all these cases. My writing skills are limited and my writing is dry, but it can be used as information." Marcus touched the manuscript with his hand and said, "Your wedding will be transferred to the provincial department, right? Owen is still very visionary. You and Fan Shaer have both worked in the 105 special case team. You will definitely be able to achieve results in the province. Don't look at me with such exaggerated eyes. I am not a fortune teller. Lao Pu has come to the office and Owen has called me. I have known the intention of the provincial department for a long time. After the official news comes out, I will give you a farewell party and have a good meal."

The official news was announced soon. On July 18, the Provincial Public Security Department sent a letter to Jiangzhou, seconding Jiang Keyang, Fan Yong, and Zhou Tao to the Provincial Criminal Investigation Corps' homicide case task force. Owen was officially transferred, and there was another official document.

On the day the letter arrived, Marcus, Director Lao Jiang, Wang Hua, Yi Sihua, Jiang Keyang, Zhou Tao, Fan Yong, Zhang Xiaoshu, Zhu Zhu, Zhang Hong and others agreed to have dinner at Changlai Restaurant to see off Owen, Jiang Keyang, Zhou Tao and Fan Yong.

At 5pm, Zhang Xiaoshu returned to the old Criminal Police Building ahead of schedule. She thought of her murdered mother, her girlhood as a dependent girl, and the person she loved who was about to leave her. Her emotions fell like a roller coaster. She returned to the dormitory, closed the door, and lay on the bed. Tears dripped onto the pillow, and she drew a "landscape painting" on the pillowcase.

Others gathered in the office on the second floor, and laughter and talking drifted into Zhang Xiaoshu's room through the window. She covered her ears with a pillow, not wanting to hear the laughter downstairs. But the pillow couldn't block the sound, and the laughter kept hitting her eardrums. She simply got up, put on headphones, picked up the violin, and pretended to play the violin, letting the melody echo in her heart.

At 6:30 in the afternoon, Zhang Xiaoshu washed her face, put on some light makeup, and went downstairs to meet everyone.

When Chang, the boss of the restaurant, learned that Owen was going to be transferred, he personally arranged a table of delicious dishes and specially gave them Jiangzhou sorghum wine and several boxes of beer. Jiangzhou sorghum wine is made from local glutinous sorghum. Although it is not well-known, it tastes excellent. In particular, a bottle of cave wine sealed for 15 years was recently opened, which attracted the people of Jiangzhou to compete for it.

Wang Hua took the initiative to act as the host, opened the wine glasses and filled them for the men at the table.

"I'm drinking white wine today." Zhang Xiaoshu raised his glass and placed it in front of Wang Hua's bottle.

Wang Hua said: "This is a strong liquor, 53% alcohol, can I drink it?"

Jiang Keyang said: "Zhang Xiaotian is a great drinker, I wonder how much Zhang Xiaoshu can drink?"

"I don't drink much." Zhang Xiaoshu said something vague. He didn't mention his alcohol tolerance, but just said that he didn't drink much.

Both liquor and beer are poured into the same cup, which is commonly known as a beer cup in Jiangzhou. One cup has 250g. After clinking the glasses, the beer drinker must finish the beer, and the liquor drinker should control the amount by himself. Generally, the liquor must be finished after three bottles of beer.

After Zhang Xiaoshu clinked glasses, she took a big sip and drank half of the glass. Because she drank too quickly, she coughed twice.

Marcus was an experienced man, and he could see Zhang Xiaoshu's mood changes clearly, so he advised: "Forget it, Xiaoshu, don't drink white wine, have some beer."

Zhang Xiaoshu pretended to be cool and said, "I want to drink white wine. It's rare to drink such good cave wine. Owen, I toast you a glass."

"Drink less." Owen knew Zhang Xiaoshu's mentality very well. He knew why she insisted on drinking white wine and couldn't help but give her some advice.

Zhang Xiaoshu poured the remaining half cup of white wine down his throat, took the sorghum wine on the table, poured another cup, and said, "Brother Jiang, I toast you."

Jiang Keyang really didn't know how much Zhang Xiaoshu could drink. Seeing that he was in a bad mood, he advised: "Don't drink so much. Just be more relaxed."

Zhang Xiaoshu took a sip of white wine and toasted Fan Yong again.

The drinking party was held around the four investigators who were about to go to the provincial department's special case team. After four rounds of toasts, someone started talking about the dismemberment case in Xicheng. It was very common for investigators to discuss the case during a meal, but Zhu Zhu couldn't stand it. She said, "I strongly protest. There are girls here. Can you discuss something else? There are braised pork and braised spareribs here. If you continue to talk about the details of those things, who can still eat?"

Zhang Hong laughed and said, "I couldn't stand it at first. The first time I invited Lao Wu, Lao Yuan and Ma Er to dinner at my home, they talked about the case while drinking, and even talked about the autopsy report of the murder case. At that time, I really went to the bathroom to vomit. I was so nauseated."

Yi Sihua said, "We need to make a rule in the future that when family members are present, it is forbidden to talk about murder cases, let alone dismemberment cases. In this dismemberment case in Xicheng, the body parts were half-cooked and the hair was gone. It's really disgusting to talk about it. It's also strange that only part of it was cooked and the other part was not cooked."

Jiang Keyang said seriously: "This means that the murderer was very short on time, otherwise he could have cooked them all."

Zhu Zhu took a look at the braised pork ribs, covered her mouth and ran to the bathroom.

Zhang Xiaoshu is a forensic doctor with a strong psychological endurance. He was thinking about Owen who was about to leave. He picked up a piece of pork ribs and started chewing it vigorously.

Listening to the sound of Zhang Xiaoshu chewing bones, Zhang Hong was completely convinced and said, "I don't know what the nerves of you people are made of. They are completely different from ours."

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