The emotional catharsis in the kitchen finally ended. Yi Jiadong washed his face and walked out laughing again.
Although his red and swollen eyes revealed the fact that he had just been a crybaby, as long as he didn't look in the mirror, he was still a carefree and cheerful member of the family!
The big fish and meat were served on the table one by one, and Liu Jiaming rubbed his hands in anticipation.
Jiayi saw that the time was ripe and took out a large box of things that had been prepared long ago and hidden secretly in Liu Jiaming's schoolbag.
Holding the packaging box high, Jiayi walked behind the sofa and knocked on Jiajun's round head who was sitting on the sofa.
"What is it, sister?" Jiajun kicked his legs and raised his head to ask curiously.
"Open it and take a look." Jiayi handed the things to him and said with a smile: "Big sister used last month's salary to prepare gifts for you all."
"Open it and take a look." Jiaru lay on the back of the sofa from behind and stretched out her hand to help her brother unpack.
"Ah, we want gifts too." Liu Jiaming shouted enviously.
"Why don't you become my brother?" Jiayi tilted
her head and teased. "Okay, Eleventh Sister." Liu Jiaming imitated Jiaru and lay on the back of the sofa.
"Can you be a little more promising?" Sanfu kicked Liu Jiaming in the butt.
"Hey!" protested.
"Hahaha..." Everyone was so happy to see the excitement.
Jiajun finally opened the package. When he saw the Nintendo Famicom on his lap, he froze in an instant, as if he had been cast into a state of immobilization by Sun Wukong.
"What's up? Do you like it?" Jiayi leaned over to check her brother's expression, only to see that the boy's expression control gradually broke down and he burst into tears.
He leaned over the Famicom in embarrassment, hugged the game console tightly, and sobbed as if he was very sad.
"It looks like you like it too much." Yi Jiadong couldn't help laughing loudly when he saw his brother crying so hard. In
such a short while, three of the Yi family members had cried.
Jiaru was scratching her head on the side, wondering if she should also take advantage of this atmosphere and cry.
But... she is already 16 years old, a grown-up girl, and crying would be too embarrassing.
So, the strong Jiaru took on the responsibility of the second sister, sat next to Jiajun, patted his shoulders and comforted him. As expected, the boy was quickly appeased. The two siblings connected to the game console and started a game.
Jiayi leaned on the sofa, watching the two little ones playing happily, feeling relaxed physically and mentally.
Turning around, she saw Ding Baoshu helping to place chopsticks. He seemed to have gained some weight recently. It is difficult for people who eat at Yiji not to gain weight, as the food is delicious and filling.
Moreover, she often paid for extra meals for him and Sun Xin out of her own pocket, a chicken leg today, a cup of milk tea tomorrow, etc. Jiayi is really taking care of these two "guests".
A sense of accomplishment arose in her heart. This is probably the sense of accomplishment that the eldest brother would have when feeding the three siblings.
A sense of happiness, a sense of happiness...
What a complicated emotion. She clearly did not get anything, but on the contrary, she kept spending money, but she still felt happy.
Fang Zhenyue sat at the table and looked around the room, his gaze finally landing on the back of Jiayi's head with her fluffy short hair.
In such a short time, the young girl who had just graduated has grown into a strong detective, and even spread out her branches to provide shade and shelter for others.
He touched his chest and felt a warm and happy feeling.
Who doesn't have a sense of accomplishment?
Liu Jiaming waited for a long time before all the dishes were served.
Yi Jiadong invited everyone to come for dinner. There were nearly 20 people, and the chairs could not be moved around to accommodate them. Fortunately, Yi Jiadong had prepared it in advance, and small round plastic stools were moved around, and the atmosphere of eating at a food stall was instantly created.
Liu Jiaming, who was the most enthusiastic about eating meat and drinking soup, did not come to the table immediately.
Jiaru finished the game with her brother, and after sitting down, she could not help but turn around and ask, "Everyone, please sit down." As
soon as she finished speaking, the lights in the room suddenly went out, and Jiaru screamed in fright.
The next moment, candles lit up at the door of the kitchen, and Jiayi walked into the living room holding a cake. The detectives who usually loved to act cool and fierce all threw away their image and sang the birthday song in a rough and silly voice.
Although everyone had their own tune, they sang in unison with excitement and joy, and actually created the beauty of a chorus.
Jiaru stared in disbelief and silently counted the numbers on the cake. 16 was her age.
Suddenly I remembered that it seemed to be her birthday. I had been so busy with the moving that I had forgotten it.
Jiayi put the cake on the table. When everyone finished singing the birthday song, Yi Jiadong took the lead and everyone said in unison: "Happy birthday to Jiaru."
Gifts were handed over from all sides. It turned out that they were surprises that had been prepared in advance.
Although the agents of Group A who were temporarily arrested did not prepare in advance, they also expressed their blessings.
The little girl was suddenly loved by many people.
Jiaru, who just told herself that she was an adult and it was embarrassing to cry, finally burst into tears.
There was no way, it was too tearful, Jiaru couldn't help it.
Holding a handful of gifts, Jiaru put the things on the sofa with a hum, and then came back to make a wish and blow the candles.
The lights were turned on again, and Liu Jiaming cheered and took a seat. That was great, they could finally eat to their heart's content!
"Let's eat!" Jiayi put her hands together and announced loudly.
Then there was a happy sound of chopsticks, drinking soup, chewing meat, and shouting "delicious"... There was
also cake to eat after the meal, which was full of nutrients and full of energy.
After a busy day, sitting around the table and scrambling to eat a big meal, it was really fun.
This is probably what a happy life is like. Can the heroes in TV dramas be more enjoyable and comfortable than them?
Definitely not!
Uncle Jiu felt very happy and even laughed twice after the meal to express his satisfaction.
Jiayi was startled by his sudden laughter, and after reacting, she couldn't help but laugh along.
After the meat was full and satisfied, it was time to say goodbye.
Fang Zhenyue clapped his hands, indicating that Jiayi still had a lot of things to unpack and sort at home. Everyone was tired today, so why not go home and rest now.
Everyone agreed and stood up to say goodbye.
But just as everyone was helping to move the dishes on the table to the kitchen, there was a "beep" sound in the house.
Fang Zhenyue took off the BB call on his belt with a click, Uncle Jiu took off the same pager on his trouser pocket, Jiayi took her own pager from the small table at the door... The agents of Group B all looked down at the prompts on the pager and said in unison:
"Double-decker bus terminal, the driver found a male corpse sitting on the second floor when he was leaving work."
"Hey! Let's go over and take a look together, Group A." You Zhaohua immediately put on his coat.
"Brother, I may have to work overtime tonight, you guys should go to bed early." Jiayi said, took out a key from her pocket and threw it to Jiaru: "The key to our bedroom, let's go see the surprise later."
After that, Jiayi pushed open the door and followed the agents out.
"Thank you for the hospitality!" Fang Zhenyue did not forget to be polite when he left the door.
"We should thank you all." Yi Jiadong waved his hand.
Sun Xin and Ding Baoshu also took the opportunity to say goodbye and left.
The three brothers and sisters of the Yi family stood at the door and said goodbye to everyone, watching the tall and strong agents with cold faces squeeze into the elevator compartment with "excessive amount of righteousness", and then went down and left after a ding.
The world suddenly became peaceful. Yi Jiadong touched his brother and sister's heads, turned back to the house, and slammed the door.
...
After the eldest sister left with "her boyfriends", Jiaru couldn't wait to run to her and the eldest sister's bedroom, inserted the key, turned it, pushed the door, and turned on the light - all in one go.
The next moment, she was stunned.
The pink warmth spread over and enveloped Jiaru.
When she stepped into the room, it was like stepping into a pink dream.
On the table was a piece of pink letter paper, which was full of handwriting belonging to the eldest sister.
Jiaru picked up the letter, sat on the pink stool, and slowly read:
[Jiaru is already 16 years old. She has lived in the same room with her sister since she can remember. She wears her sister's leftover clothes, listens to her sister's instructions to go to bed on time, and divides her time to use the desk. According to her sister's arrangement, the wardrobe is divided, and her sister uses the left side and Jiaru uses the right side.
She cannot disturb her sister who lives with her, so Jiaru has never stayed up all night, and she has to be careful when turning over at night.
She is obviously a very cheerful and thoughtful girl, but she has never expressed her own ideas on how to use the shared room.
I don't know if my sister is used to it, or if she really has never had any opinions.
Maybe she has had thoughts of dissatisfaction and grievance, but Jiaru has never let her sister know these, and we have lived together like this for so many years.
Three weeks ago, Jiaru's pillowcase changed. From the old light blue pillowcase with holes, it has become a brand new pink pillowcase with lace, very cute.
The big girl who used to make milk tea for her brother every day, busying around and happy, has secretly hidden her girlish heart. My eldest
sister guessed that it was bought with the pocket money I gave her after I got paid. I quietly and frugally bought only one pillowcase, put it under my head, and sank into a pink girlish bubble dream with it.
Although we moved to a new house, we still couldn't give Jiaru a separate room.
Even though the whole house has become new and spacious, we still have a study room where we can study, and there is also a temporary small desk in the bedroom...but the sisters still have to sleep on the upper and lower bunks.
But there are also surprises to prepare. This is the arrangement that all those who love you can do. I hope you like it.
It’s a little late. The little pretty girl has reached puberty and can have a pink dream.
Pink curtains, pink beds, pink desk, light pink walls, white lace mosquito nets, and a pair of fluffy pink slippers... I hope the grown-up girl Yi Jiaru will learn to accept it. On
your 16th birthday, I give you this room of girl dreams.
I hope that in this not-so-rich home, you can still grow up healthily and happily like a little princess.
——Love your sister, big brother, Jiajun, Sanfu, Jiaming, Gary who helped paint the walls, Yin who helped choose the mosquito net, Uncle Jiu who helped hang the mosquito net, Yue who sponsored the pink desk, You Zhaohua and Tony who couldn't help moving the furniture...】
After reading this letter, the big girl Jiaru burst into tears.
She said she wouldn't cry, but today she cried twice.
...
...
The scene where the body was found.
Fang Zhenyue jumped off the jeep, pinned his ID on his chest, put on gloves, pulled the cordon, and stepped into the cordon.
The double-decker bus was shrouded in the night, and was clearly visible by various headlights around it.
When everyone approached, they saw the corpse sitting on the second floor, with a pale face, "staring" at everyone through the window.
Brother Da Guangming got off the bus, taking off his gloves as he said,
"There are no traces to investigate at the scene. The first crime scene is not here. The deceased may have walked onto the bus and died on the bus."
"I'll go take a look." Xu Junhao nodded, brushed past Brother Da Guangming, and climbed the stairs to the second floor of the bus.
"Take the body back to the police station quickly. It looks like a horror movie. Who can bear it?" Uncle Jiu held a cigarette in his hand, thinking of his family urging him to quit smoking every day. He hesitated for a few seconds and then pressed the cigarette to his ear.
The detectives turned around and saw many reporters surrounding the cordon.
Fang Zhenyue frowned, wishing he could build a huge tent to cover the double-decker bus. He could already imagine what the major newspapers would say tomorrow morning. Such a photo was too shocking.
Fang Zhenyue turned his gaze from the reporters to the double-decker bus and was slightly stunned.
The double-decker bus was as bright as day. It stood in the dim bus stop, just like a huge light bulb lit in the dark space.
And outside this light bulb stood a thin and tall figure.
The figure stood in front of the bus, holding her head high and looking at the corpse "looking" out.
Looking at this scene from a distance, it was like Yi Jiayi was talking to the corpse in the bus.
Fang Zhenyue turned around and looked at the reporters again. Sure enough, those camera experts would never miss such a scene. They held their cameras high and took pictures of the bus and the policewoman standing outside the bus.
Fang Zhenyue walked behind Yi Jiayi and patted her shoulder. "What did you find?"
Jiayi had just finished watching the flow image repeatedly and was recording the key points in her notebook when she was startled by the camera. She realized that she had been standing in front of the scary corpse for so long. She turned around and stopped looking at the corpse. She was shocked to find that she had turned her back to the eyes of the corpse. She still felt uncomfortable in her heart. She took a step towards Fang Zhenyue and stood beside him.
Only then did she feel a little better. Sure enough, Brother Yue was full of masculinity and could suppress the spooky and scary atmosphere.
"Nothing. I was just imagining how he got on the bus and why he didn't call the police or go to the hospital when he was so seriously injured." Jiayi put away her notebook and followed Fang Zhenyue closely.
After several detectives were allowed to board the bus, they began to look around and observe. It turned out that such a mobile "place" was difficult to deal with.
The bus kept running back and forth in the city, with people coming and going. There were footprints and fingerprints all over the bus, and it was useless.
Davis, a forensic chemist who stayed here to cooperate with the forensic scientists, saw Fang Zhenyue and others coming, so he stepped back and said,
"Sir Xu checked the pockets of the body and did not find a wallet. With Sir Xu's permission, I have just collected fingerprints from the pockets. If a thief stole the victim's wallet, there is a certain probability that fingerprints would be left behind. After returning to the police station, I will do an in-depth comparison."
"Okay." Fang Zhenyue nodded, and asked, "Can you confirm when the victim got on the bus?"
"There is no ticket and no Octopus card. It is very likely that the thief stole them all. Now we can only recruit witnesses from the public by placing an advertisement in the newspaper." Davis sighed.
Sanfu walked up to the second floor of the bus and reported after seeing Fang Zhenyue:
"I asked the bus driver, but he has no memory of when the deceased got on the bus. However, he stopped the bus to eat at noon, and the deceased was not on the bus at that time. After that, he kept driving until just finishing work, and he just ate a few bites of bread on the bus for dinner. We can only judge that the deceased got on the bus between 13:00 and 23:30, and we can't judge at which stop he got on the bus for the time being."
"Tell Mr. Guo from the Public Relations Department to publish a newspaper about this case tomorrow and help collect witnesses." Fang Zhenyue told Sanfu. "
Yes, sir." Sanfu received the order and turned around and got off the bus again.
If there are witnesses who saw the deceased boarding the bus, then the boarding point and time of the deceased can be determined, and perhaps more clues can be found based on this information.
Even if the boarding point and time cannot be determined, if someone has seen the deceased at a certain station, at least the time of the deceased boarding can be determined within a certain span...
Fang Zhenyue frowned and exhaled, turning around and couldn't help asking Yi Jiayi: "What did you find?"
Jiayi was staring at the corpse in a daze, still like when she looked at the corpse outside the car just now, and she kept recording it in the notebook from time to time. It seems that she has found something.
But after hearing the question, she still just shook her head, indicating that she didn't find anything for the time being.
Fang Zhenyue tilted his head slightly, always feeling that Xiao Shiyi seemed to be hiding something.
"The initial estimate is that the time of death is more than 6 hours. The exact time will have to wait until we get back to the autopsy room to measure liver temperature, etc." Xu Junhao made a preliminary examination of the corpse while introducing it to Fang Zhenyue and Jiayi:
"The deceased walked here by himself and chose this posture. He took the initiative to cover his wounds and didn't want others to see them. He also wore a hood, probably for this purpose."
"The cause of death may be more complicated." Fang Zhenyue continued.
"Yes." Sir Xu nodded, and his bangs suddenly fell out of the sanitary cap, hanging on the side of his face, scratching his eyebrows from time to time, which affected his work. Xu Junhao's hands were busy, and he certainly couldn't touch himself again after touching the corpse with gloves, so he turned his head and looked around.
Davis had just done a scene investigation and touched the body. Only the gloves Eleven was wearing were still clean, so he asked for help:
"Please help me clip my bangs. The hairpin is in my left pocket."
Jiayi raised her eyebrows and hesitated for 1 second before she was about to bend down to take the hairpin from Xu Sir's pocket, but someone else got there first.
"Let me do it." Fang Zhenyue slightly opened Jiayi's eyes and took the lead in reaching out to take out the hairpin from Xu Junhao's pocket. With a frown and a dark face, he stared at Xu Junhao's face and clipped his hair on his sanitary cap.
The sound of the clip closing rang in Xu Junhao's ears, and it was inexplicably deafening, as if someone was biting and grinding his teeth hard in his ears.
"..." Xu Junhao's mouth twitched.
Fang Zhenyue, a figure like the Ten Directions Yanluo, was actually willing to help him tuck his hair... When he asked for help, he directly skipped Fang Shazhan.
It was really unexpected.
But... this scene was really...
After thanking him, he turned around and continued to concentrate on his work, only to have a thought in the busy gap: maybe it's time to cut my hair.
Jiayi turned her head and glanced at Fang Zhenyue, and when she met his gaze, she subconsciously curled the corners of her lips.
Fang Zhenyue nodded, not knowing whether to express "you're welcome" or what.
After a simple autopsy, Xu Junhao stood up straight, stretched his muscles, and then waved to his men.
Since the body was in the most serious stage of rigor mortis, it could not be put into a coffin and had to be carried away in a bag.
After returning to the police station, Xu Junhao led the team to work overtime to perform the autopsy. The forensic department was not much better. After Brother Da Guangming got the evidence such as the deceased's clothes and fingernail extracts, he also began the first round of organization and processing.
The detectives also returned to the office to organize the information. Fang Zhenyue wrote down several keywords on the whiteboard:
1. The bus running in a circle: a moving "body dumping ground";
2. He got on the bus by himself, covered his wounds, and covered his face with a hood: escaped, hid?
3. Who is the deceased?
4. Where is he from?
5. Where is he going?
6. Why was he injured?
7. Who is the murderer?
8. Motive for the crime? Does the victim also feel guilty?
…
Liu Jiaming watched Fang Zhenyue finish writing and couldn't help but speak first:
"Maybe the victim ran away after a fight? Otherwise, why didn't he call the police or go to the hospital? Maybe he was the first to attack."
"Tomorrow I will check the missing persons of various police stations to see if I can find the victim." Gary took the initiative to speak.
"Okay." Fang Zhenyue nodded and turned to Liu Jiaming:
"Tomorrow Jiaming will also check the fingerprint databases of various police stations based on the fingerprints and compare them to see if the identity of the deceased can be confirmed."
"Okay, Brother Yue." Liu Jiaming responded readily.
"Tomorrow Eleven will follow up on the report of the Forensic Department, and Uncle Jiu will pay attention to the report of the Forensic Department." Fang Zhenyue continued.
"Yes, sir."
"No problem, Brother Yue."
Jiayi and Uncle Jiu agreed in turn.
Fang Zhenyue looked at the time again, it was almost 3 o'clock in the morning:
"Let's go home today, the test results will not be issued so quickly, everyone can arrive at the police station at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning."
Hearing the notice to end work, everyone's shoulders slumped instantly, they were really exhausted today.
Moving and making a fuss, and working overtime at night, it was really hard.
"Uncle Jiu, you can go home by yourself. I'll take care of the others." Fang Zhenyue clapped his hands, called all the children to him, and rushed out of the police station like ducks and rushed into the jeep.
Then they unloaded the goods one by one.
While sitting in the car, Jiayi kept staring at the road signs outside the window, as if she was looking for something.
And in the notebook where she had been taking notes for the past few hours, there was a double-decker bus stop sign, several street names, and several location records.
To others, this might be like the treasure map of One Piece, which makes people confused.
But if the dead were to come back to life and see these words, they would know that what Jiayi recorded was the complete route before he got on the bus.