Dream Guide

Every interrogating police officer has his own methods and habits. Shi Dazhuang likes to smoke during interrogation, chat with suspects, and even eat instant noodles in the interrogation room. Sometimes the suspect just can't resist the aroma of Laotan pickled beef and confesses.

Shi Dazhuang doesn't like people knocking on the door and coming in during interrogations, so he usually has his mobile phone on so he can call him for important matters. Sometimes he deliberately uses phone calls to disrupt the suspect's thinking and break the suspect's psychological defenses.

Hu Xing hesitated for a moment before making the call. It stands to reason that interrogations should not be interrupted at critical moments, but progress in major cases must be reported immediately, otherwise the time to solve the case may be delayed. She remembered that before the interrogation, neither Aoki nor the captain told them not to disturb, nor did they turn off their mobile phones, so she still called in as usual. By the time the suspect woke up due to the ringing of the phone, it was already too late to hang up.

She lowered her head, holding the document, waiting to be scolded. Although it is not entirely her fault, the leader will always reprimand her if something goes wrong.

"Immediately take control of Yu Jianguo from the security department of the city hospital." When Shi Dazhuang came out with a stern face and a stern voice, he asked Hu Xing again, "What's going on?"

"This is the autopsy report." Hu Xing carefully handed the document to Shi Dazhuang.

"Tell me the situation directly." Shi Dazhuang did not blame Hu Xing too much. After all, he was also responsible.

Seeing that the captain did not get angry, Hu Xing breathed a sigh of relief, opened the autopsy report, and reported:

"The autopsy results showed that there were no internal or external injuries on the body of the deceased. The lungs and respiratory tract were filled with a large amount of bubbles and jelly-like sputum, causing him to suffocate. The deceased should have suffered from asthma or other bronchial diseases before his death, which was a physical stress reaction. The deceased was carrying Carrying albuterol spray, consistent with the identification results.”

After listening to Hu Xing's report, Shi Dazhuang took the document, took a look at it, and then put it aside. His tense face relaxed slightly and he asked, "What happened to the witness?"

"Oh, it's the proprietress of a roadside tuck shop. She said she saw the deceased snatching a woman's bag in front of her shop before the incident." Hu Xing said, "The police station has brought the person over and is recording a confession."

Shi Dazhuang knew that the deceased was a gangster with a criminal record. It was not surprising at all to snatch someone's bag. It would not be a pity for such a person to die. As long as murder can be ruled out, let the police station handle other matters.

What he is most concerned about now is the case in front of him.

"Teacher Aoki, thank you so much for today!" Shi Dazhuang handed over a cigarette, "Would you like to take a rest for a while..."

Aoki took the cigarette, lit it, leaned lazily on the chair, closed his eyes, exhaled a long puff of white mist, and said: "Warrior, if you work hard at one go, it won't work in two or three."

Shi Dazhuang thought for a while and said, "Oh, I understand. I'll have someone take you back later."

He didn't know what method Aoki used to get the suspect to speak, and this statement similar to a hypnotic state could not be regarded as a confession, but it was enough to know the motive and process of the crime. Now, as long as Yu Jianguo is controlled, the entire organ trafficking group can be dug out. Maybe it will be a shocking case.

Hu Xingqi said: "Team Shi, the trial hasn't been completed yet. Teacher Aoki is so powerful, let him ask more questions."

"More money?" Aoki suddenly opened his eyes and said.

"..." Hu Xing was speechless for a moment. The glorious and tall image that this unkempt man had just established in her heart collapsed again.

Shi Dazhuang smiled and said: "Hypnosis is not that simple. The suspect has already taken psychological precautions. I'm afraid it won't work if he tries it again."

As he spoke, he looked at Aoki, hoping in his heart that Aoki would pat his chest and say that it would be easy to do it again.

Aoki was unmoved, sitting lazily, looking enigmatic.

Hu Xing wanted to say something more, but Shi Dazhuang had already given the order: "Xiao Hu, drive Teacher Aoki back."

"Ah...me?" Wu Xing was extremely dissatisfied, "I still have something to do!"

"That's it." Shi Dazhuang didn't allow Hu Xing to object. When he went out, he gave Hu Xing another look and whispered in her ear, "If you want to have a good relationship with him, it's best to let him be our As a long-term consultant, he is much more useful than the 'experts' in our pre-trial team!"

Hu Xing seemed to hear something and complained: "Captain, is it too hasty to entrust such a difficult task to me? I think it is better for me to go to the crime scene to exercise more. I am not here to make relationships or anything like that." OK!"

Shi Dazhuang patted Hu Xing's shoulder and said, "Do what you like and do what you can. The future difficult cases in our team will depend on you." After that, he strode forward.

Hu Xing stamped her feet bitterly and made a face at Shi Dazhuang's back.

The low-pitched conversation between the two of them did not escape Aoki, who had sensitive ears and eyes.

Qingmu pretended not to know anything, looked at Hu Xing sulking there, and asked: "Officer Hu, you don't look good, are you feeling uncomfortable? If you feel uncomfortable, lend me thirty yuan and I'll take a taxi myself. Just go back."

Hu Xing said angrily: "Teacher Aoki, I'm fine, let's not waste the thirty yuan!"

Aoki followed Hu Xing to the door of the police station. In the corridor, he saw the police and the proprietress of the canteen walking towards him.

Aoki did not avoid them and passed them by.

The middle-aged woman suddenly froze when she saw Aoki. Her mouth opened wide, as if she was about to say something. But her eyes were empty, like an unconscious person sleepwalking.

"Hey, can you leave?" the policeman urged.

It took about ten seconds for the middle-aged woman to recover. At this time, Aoki and Hu Xing had already left the police station.

"Oh..." She responded repeatedly and followed the police forward, but murmured: "What happened just now? I feel like I was dreaming, why can't I remember anything!"

…

Shi Dazhuang walked into the forensic room and returned the report to forensic doctor Chen Jianzhong who was observing in front of the microscope.

"Your report was incomplete, which is not your level."

"What's missing?" Chen Jianzhong asked.

Shi Dazhuang said: "I have been to the scene. The deceased's pupils were dilated, his facial expression was distorted, and there were signs of a violent struggle before death."

"I've written all of this in the report." Chen Jianzhong still lowered his head and went about his own business.

"But you gave no explanation."

"There is no explanation." Chen Jianzhong said, "If I must explain it, it would be that the deceased struggled during an acute attack of asthma."

"But you didn't write that. Is there any doubt?" Shi Dazhuang asked.

"As expected, I can't hide it from you, Captain Shi!" Chen Jianzhong stood up, walked to the autopsy table, and lifted off the white cloth covering it. "There are many doubts."

The body was wrapped in a transparent plastic sheet, with only the head with dyed yellow hair exposed.

"First of all, the deceased was very young. Judging from the medical records obtained by the hospital, he did have a history of asthma, but it should not be particularly severe."

"Secondly, death from acute asthma attacks is not unheard of, but it is not common. The probability of death is less than one thousandth. The process from onset to death from suffocation usually lasts for more than half an hour, and the deceased seems to have only experienced a short period of time. He died within a few minutes."

"Third, to take a step back, even if the deceased suddenly became ill and had no time to get medicine, he should have fallen to the ground or struggled against a wall or something like that. From the on-site investigation and the analysis of the deceased's death, he had always been …Standing and struggling.”

"According to you, this is a murder case?" Shi Dazhuang asked after listening to the forensic doctor's statement.

"No, no, no," Chen Jianzhong shook his head, "From a scientific point of view, the deceased did die from disease."

"Is it possible that this disease can be induced artificially?"

"It's hard to tell. For example, if you know what kind of allergies he has, you can release the allergens. If it's cardiac asthma, you can also use means such as frightening and intimidation." Chen Jianzhong said.

Shi Dazhuang was thoughtful, and then looked at the face of the deceased. The dilated pupils were clearly full of fear, fear and uneasiness.

What did he see before he died?

"Team Shi..." Chen Jianzhong shouted.

Shi Dazhuang came back to his senses: "Huh? Did you think of something?"

"Team Shi, do you still remember the one who died at the scrap collection station a few months ago?"

"Oh, of course I remember." Shi Dazhuang recalled, "The deceased had just been released from prison. Because of drug abuse, he died suddenly when he was about to commit rape."

"The scene at that time was very similar to this one today, and the facial expressions and physical signs of struggle between the two when they died were also very similar." Chen Jianzhong said and covered the white cloth again, "I hope I am overthinking."

Shi Dazhuang fell into deep thought and felt the seriousness of the matter.