Criminal Investigation Notes - Chapter 119

Su Hui felt that he was like a traveler walking in the desert, the sun shining brightly and dazzling his eyes.

He crouched down, spread out his five fingers, grabbed a handful of sand, and then stood up.

The grains of sand were hot from the sun, and his five fingers folded together. The more he tried to grasp the sand in his palm, the faster the sand slipped from his palm.

At first, the sand was yellow-white, the color of sand, but then the sand that slipped from the hand turned golden, then purple, and finally green.

Su Hui opened his palms and looked down. The hourglasses were almost as big as they were. They converged into a small pool in his palms, the color of peacock blue. The sand was very delicate and shimmered brightly in the sun.

beautiful, seductive…

Su Hui opened his eyes. He didn’t wear a blindfold today, and it was still dark in the room. He turned over and disturbed Lu Junchi, who was sleeping beside him.

Since his injury last time, Lu Junchi moved in because of the convenience of taking care of him. They were like ordinary cohabiting lovers.

Lu Jun didn’t sleep well, and almost every time he woke up, whether it was a nightmare, coughing, or turning over, he would be aware of it.

Sometimes he would help Su Hui tuck the quilt, or comfort him a few words, and pat him to coax him to sleep.

It stands to reason that after a person is used to sleeping alone, someone around him will not be able to sleep, but since Lu Jun slept beside Su Hui late, Su Hui has slept soundly instead.

His insomnia is much better, and sometimes he wakes up in the middle of the night and falls back asleep quickly.

Seeing Su Hui’s eyes open, Lu Junchi asked softly, “Have you had a nightmare?”

“No…” Su Hui hesitated and said, it wasn’t a nightmare, it was just a very ordinary dream.

Lu Junchi helped him pull the quilt, Su Hui fell asleep again, and when he opened his eyes again, the sun shone through the gaps in the curtains.

The eyes were still blurry, and Su Hui found himself curled up and his head fell from the pillow.

Then when he looked up, he saw Lu Junchi lying on his side, looking at him tenderly.

Su Hui was startled and turned around in a hurry. His first reaction was to wipe the corner of his mouth: “Why didn’t you wake me up…”

“It’s still early. I’ve already packed my things. Seeing that you’re still asleep, I can’t bear to wake you up.” Lu Junchi accompanies Su Hui to sleep while looking at the documents compiled by Qiao Ze on his phone.

From his point of view just now, Su Hui’s cheeks were frost-white, and a piece of clavicle was exposed from the pajamas. It looked a little weak, but it was inexplicably attractive. Now that he was awake, he couldn’t help reaching out and rubbing it. He touched his cheek, then lowered his head and kissed his forehead.

He cherished the time spent by Su Hui’s side, and was about to devote himself fully to the case, and could no longer be distracted. At this moment, he almost greedily looked at the sleeping face of the person in front of him, trying to engrave his face in his mind.

Su Hui held his hand: “Go to get off work, get off work, you look at me like this every day, aren’t you tired of it?”

Lu Junchi replied confidently: “Well, never get tired of seeing it.”

Su Hui looked at him. He said these four words very seriously, which made people feel that it was not like a love story to make people happy, but what he really thought.

Su Hui suddenly felt that his face was burning.

He went into the bathroom, washed his face with cold water, and when he got close to the mirror, he realized that his hair was messed up in sleep, and he had no image at all.

Su Hui hurriedly washed up and found that Lu Junchi had already packed up and waited outside with his breakfast.

“Have you made arrangements for the cat?” This time, maybe they won’t be able to go home for a few days.

“Don’t worry, I have filled up the automatic food feeder and water feeder. I also installed a real-time surveillance camera, so I can see the situation at home at any time. It’s just that the cat litter box can only be changed after coming back.”

Su Hui snorted and was relieved: “Is there an EOD expert from the SWAT team today?”

Lu Jun said lately: “The expert is called Zhu Baiyi. In addition, I also invited a foreign aid.”

Last night, everyone was familiar with the case, and when they arrived at work at 8:30 in the morning, everyone first summarized all the information exchanges.

Everyone clearly understands that the next few days will be a tough battle.

At nine o’clock in the morning, Zhu Baiyi, an EOD expert from the Armed Police, arrived at the General Administration.

He made an introduction from a professional direction, and taught the police officers of the serious crime team and the task force how to quickly distinguish bombs and how to deal with them.

In order to avoid more casualties, Huadu has installed explosion-proof barrels in various public places.

The anti-riot team has also increased its manpower and is ready to be dispatched at any time.

Zhu Baiyi also analyzed and explained the bomb in the Xisha case. He made a slideshow and drew the internal structure.

Some of the bombs had gone off, and only some of the wreckage remained.

In addition, this time, only three were successfully disarmed by the EOD personnel.

Zhu Baiyi explained it carefully, and finally concluded: “Although this bomb is homemade, it is very delicate. There are many traces of learning, and some foreign production methods are referenced. The difficulty of detonation is medium, and it takes about ten minutes. Time. From the design point of view, the person who made it is evolving, and he is constantly modifying the finished product to make it more lethal and stable.”

Lu Junchi asked, “Are there any characteristics of the raw materials?”

He hopes they can track down the raw material for the murderer’s lock.

Sometimes the provenance of a knife, a fibrous substance on a rope, an uncommon nut, can all help them narrow it down.

Zhu Baiyi thought for a while: “Probably not. All that can be found are the most common tools. Even if there are some chemicals inside that are difficult to buy, it is not completely impossible to buy.”

This producer is hidden among tens of millions of people in Huadu, and it is not so easy to find him.

Seeing that the explanation was almost done, Lu Junchi asked, “Mr. Zhu, did you bring those sands?”

“Bring it here.” Zhu Baiyi said, opened the toolbox, and put a row of small bottles with colored sand aside.

The first sand was yellow, and it looked like ordinary sand. After several times, the sand changed its color. The last bottle was found recently, and the sand inside was peacock blue.

Su Hui looked at the sand and suddenly remembered his dream last night.

He may have seen too many files, which made the sand fall into a dream.

Of those bottles, three contained slightly more sand. It was taken by the police from a bomb that never exploded.

In the other bottles, there is significantly less sand, and some have some impurities, and some have been contaminated due to explosions and flames, making it difficult to see the original color.

Lu Junchi asked, “Can we extract any clues from these sands?”

Zhu Baiyi frowned: “Our chemical laboratory has already tested these sands, and nothing special has been found. These are ordinary colored sands, which can be purchased in the market, and it is difficult to determine the source…”

After hearing this, everyone in the serious crime team felt a little depressed. Zhu Baiyi’s explanation was very practical, and he also told them some ways to deal with the crisis.

But even experts say there is no way to provide clues to follow up… How can they get close to the suspect through the existing clues?

Lu Junchi thanked Zhu Baiyi, and then sent the person out.

Qiao Ze was a little worried: “Team Army, let’s go next…”

Lu Junchi comforted his subordinates: “Don’t worry, I have already made some arrangements…”

As soon as they said this, they saw an old man standing outside the door.

Lu Junchi turned around quickly, walked out the door and took the old man in.

Su Hui raised his head and saw that it was a tall and thin old man wearing glasses.

He remembered that Lu Junchi had told him in the morning that he had invited a foreign aid.

Su Hui was a little curious, not knowing what kind of expert the person in front of him would be.

After Lu Junchi brought people in, he introduced to everyone in the serious crime team: “This is Mr. Jiang Fanjiang, a well-known sand bottle painter in Huadu.”

Qiao Ze’s eyes lit up, as if he saw the hope of solving the case: “Mr. Jiang, do you know where these sands come from?”

Jiang Fan adjusted his glasses and said, “Then you have to look to find out.”

Lu Junchi pointed to the small bottles of sand and said, “Mr. Jiang, that’s all.”

After seeing the information on the fine sand explosion, the first thing Lu Junchi thought was that these colorful sand images were used for sand bottle painting creation.

He searched and found a very large sand bottle painting forum in Huadu, where he also found some information.

It was only at this time that Lu Junchi realized that sand bottle painting is not only for children, there are many sand bottle painting lovers in the city.

This is a niche art form. Some of these enthusiasts are young, some are older, and many make a living from sand bottle painting.

Jiang Fan is one of the most experienced sand bottle painters.

He is already a senior on the forum, and sometimes he will give advice to young people in the community. Many young people will also take the initiative to seek his opinions. Jiang Fan never hesitates to give advice.

“The sand you used is red sand from Yandu. It doesn’t look bright enough. You can replace it with the sand produced in Ancheng, and the effect may be better.”

“Mixing 10% of the sand in the white sand will enhance the gloss of this picture.”

“That black sand is too foggy and opaque…”

Looking at their conversation, Lu Junchi remembered a sentence: One sand, one world, one flower, one heaven.

He did enough homework to confirm that Jiang Fan knew Sha very well.

He has researched the origin, color, and even the thickness of the sand.

After Lu Junchi contacted Jiang Fan and told him about the Xisha case, Jiang Fan immediately expressed his willingness to help him for free.

He really can’t stand people using his favorite art to kill people.

Before Lu Junchi specifically asked Zhu Baiyi to bring the sand over, the purpose was for Jiang Fan to identify it.

At this moment, Jiang Fan lowered his head and looked at the sand with a solemn expression.

He picked up each bottle and stared for a while.

Zheng Bai just listened to Zhu Baiyi before saying that there is nothing special about the sand. Now that he sees another sand bottle painting expert, he doesn’t trust him and whispers: “It’s so amazing… sand, but I didn’t write the name… …”

Qu Ming glared at him, for fear that Jiang Fan would hear it, he gritted his teeth and reminded him: “Do you understand, do you do your own thing, the master is in the folk…”

Jiang Fan seemed to have heard their whispers, narrowed his eyes and said: “I have painted sand paintings for more than 40 years, what kind of sand has not been touched? These colored sands, don’t look at the colors, the red ones are all red. Yes, the yellow ones are all yellow, in fact, the brightness, the color depth, and the roughness of the sand are completely different.”

After Jiang Fan finished speaking, he first observed it, then opened the cap of each bottle and smelled it again. Then he took out a little sand and rubbed it with the pulp of his fingers. Finally, he even put the sand on his hand and put it in. Put it in your mouth and taste it.

“Hey! Teacher Jiang, that’s not clean…” Xia Mingxi’s expression changed when he saw it, it was collected from the explosion site, maybe something was mixed in.

She hurriedly poured a glass of water and wanted Jiang Fan to rinse her mouth.

Jiang Fan didn’t mind at all: “I have eaten a lot of sand over the years. Different sands have different tastes due to their origin and different dyes…”

He said, poured out a little more sand, took a breath with his nose, and then he started muttering to himself…

This man seemed to be rambling, and everyone in the serious crime team looked at him and didn’t know what the outcome would be.

After a long while, Jiang Fan raised his head: “These sands are produced in the county near Huadu. Among them, peacock blue is the most special. There are some imitations in the market, but they are not as good-looking as this one. I can give them to you. A contact information, you go to check with the manufacturer, and then ask them what channels they have.”

After speaking, Jiang Fan checked his mobile phone and waved his pen, leaving behind a string of numbers.

Lu Jun thanked him repeatedly.

Jiang Fan said that these sands, in the hands of good people, can be turned into works of art, but in the hands of bad people, they become materials for making bombs. He simply can’t stand these things. If there is anything else that needs help, feel free to ask him.

When Jiang Fan left, several people in the serious crime team looked at each other, and the machine could not detect the difference and the source of the sand, the old man just took a look, smelled it, and tasted it again to really determine the source?

Such a screening method sounds mysterious.

Zheng Bo was still a little suspicious: “Is this person… reliable?”

Qiao Ze said: “I think it should be more accurate. I saw some colors in his fingers, which are probably left by touching the sand all the year round. This person should have some real skills.”

In his opinion, that Jiang Fan is like a sweeping monk. Although he does seemingly simple things, it has been the same for decades. In his field, no one can be more professional than him.

Two years ago, Su Hui cooperated with the then police captain to investigate the fine sand case, but the then captain Chang did not find any clues from these colorful sands.

Su Hui felt that Lu Junchi’s idea was right, and this might be a direction that could solve the case as soon as possible.

Qu Ming said: “Anyway, this time there is some substantial progress…”

Lu Jun sent someone back late and said to Qiao Ze, “Qiao Ze, check with the other factory as soon as possible!”

Qiao Ze sighed, called to verify, and sent the photo of the sand.

After a while, he said happily: “The other factory said that it should be their own sand, and this peacock blue is the exclusive new color they just developed this year. Others are not so delicate and beautiful. Because this color is too Too tight, not retail, only sold to some fixed buyers, no more than ten!”

Zheng Bo got excited when he heard this: “So that old man is really a hidden master…”

In this way, the scope is greatly reduced. As long as they follow the inquiry, they will definitely be able to find the source of these sands, and they will be able to determine where the suspect is.

The author has something to say: a sand is a world, a flower is a paradise. from “Buddha”

In addition, there is one flower and one world, and one leaf and one bodhi.

There are various sayings such as one sand and one bliss, only Buddhist scriptures are quoted here.