Rebirth in the 1960s, starting from Chinese medicine

What Li Chu muttered last night came true.

When he heard the news when he arrived at the hospital, he was stunned and couldn't help but wonder if his mouth was opened.

The criminal who has been committing crimes in Jingshan appeared in Haidian last night, and his crimes have increased.

At this time, most of the Forty-Nine City had already exploded, and everyone was talking about it.

Wang Jiadong hadn't been home for a week, and all the police officers in their criminal police team were asked to cancel their vacations, and everyone devoted themselves to this case.

But even with such dedication, this guy actually jumped out of Jingshan last night and ran to other places to commit crimes.

That's a shame.

Zhang Meng returned to his office with a look of exhaustion on his face, picked up the tea that was made on the desk at an unknown time, and finished it in one gulp.

After sleeping less than 20 hours for a week, Zhang Meng, who is nearly 60 years old, feels that he can't hold on anymore. He really wants to lie down and have a good sleep now, but when he thinks of those who are still fighting on the front line Police officer, he forcefully suppressed his thoughts.

Picking up the copy of the dossier on the desk and looking at it, where is the breakthrough in this case?

For such a long time, a lot of criminal suspects have been caught, and a lot of them have been released after the investigation. He now feels like a tiger who has nowhere to bite.

After reading the file for a while, Zhang Meng picked up the phone and dialed out. He planned to change his mind and think about this matter all day long, freezing his thinking.

"Hi, I'm Zhao Zhijun."

The call was answered quickly, and Zhang Meng knew that the person answering the call was Li Chu's assistant.

"Zhijun, I'm Zhang Meng, is your leader here?"

"Ah, hello Director Zhang, the leader has a task and has left today."

"Forget it, it's nothing, I'll contact him later."

"Okay, see you, Director Zhang."

Putting down the phone, Zhang sighed fiercely, but couldn't find anyone who could talk to him.

In fact, he has quite a few friends, but they can tell him about the case without fear of losing the secret. It seems that Li Chu is the only one.

The key is to often provide him with some help.

When Li Chu returned to the hospital, it was already past five in the afternoon. When he learned from Zhao Zhijun that Zhang Meng had called him in the morning, he picked up the phone and called him without hesitation.

He knew why Zhang Meng was looking for him.

"Brother Meng, I, you wait in the office for a while, I'll be there right away."

After talking to Ding Qiunan, he asked Tian Jun to drive him there, and then sent him back.

When Li Chu saw Zhang Meng, he frowned tightly.

"I said Brother Meng, you don't think you are only thirty or forty years old, do you? Are you desperate?"

Zhang Meng's current state, in his eyes, is like a rubber band stretched to its limit, which may break at any time.

"I can't help it. If this case is not solved, why would I want to sleep? Besides, the brothers below are still running around outside, working harder than me."

"Are you comparable to those young people?" Li Chu said helplessly.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, lie on the sofa and I'll give you an injection for half an hour at most."

After all, he ignored Zhang Meng's objection, pulled him and pressed him on the sofa.

"No, Xiao Chu, I know your kindness. I'm still waiting for the people below to summarize the situation."

"How many things can be delayed in just half an hour? They still don't handle the case without you? Hurry up and slip away."

Zhang Meng, who is already an old man, is like a little chicken in Li Chu's hands. He can't resist at all. After that, loud snoring sounded in the office.

After half an hour of deep sleep, Zhang Meng's energy recovered a lot, and his pale face also became a little rosy.

"Hey, you do have two skills. Can you teach us police officers these two skills?"

"You are really ignorant and fearless. You can get needles from anyone with this thing? Do you want to kill yourself?" Li Chu slapped him back without any politeness.

Then he waved his hand again: "Don't think about it, Wenxuan, I don't dare to let him give others an injection easily now.

I just looked at the file on your desk, and I have a question, how did you judge that these cases were all done by one person? "

"What do you mean?" As soon as Li Chu brought up the case, Zhang Meng forgot about the needle injection.

"It means literally, just tell me why you decided to designate these cases as serial cases."

"From the modus operandi, the time of committing the crime, the target group, the process of committing the crime, and the final method of killing."

"Is there any other evidence? Let alone fingerprints."

Zhang Meng shook his head: "No, this guy wears gloves every time, including a small umbrella. The most important evidence left over from several scenes is a shoe print."

"Well, I was going to talk about the shoe prints. I saw that your shoe prints were recorded as a size 43, and some experts deduced that the criminal's height was about 175 to 18." Looks like three, doesn't it?"

"That's right, this is the approximate range determined by several experts sent by the Ministry."

"Okay." Li Chu nodded, and then he sat on the chair and raised his feet.

"I wear size 42 shoes, and my height is 180. I know that I can't explain anything by myself. I just want to tell you that you can't be imprisoned by what these experts say. The range is not necessarily accurate, what if that person is like me? There are people with big feet and small feet or big feet with small feet. It’s just a matter of probability. You can’t rely on probability to judge the case.”

Li Chu's words caused Zhang Meng to fall into deep thought.

Regarding the question of height, the police officers have actually raised questions before, but this is the conclusion reached by several experts, and they have been investigating in this direction. Now it seems that it really needs to be reorganized.

"Brother Meng, sometimes don't be too superstitious about experts."

These words made Zhang Meng's breathing suddenly stagnate, and he looked at Li Chu dumbfounded.

"You think that everyone is like you, dare to question experts casually."

"An expert is also a human being. He just sees a little more than ordinary people, but as long as he is a human being, he may make mistakes, and the mistakes he is most likely to make are empirical mistakes. Therefore, we must be cautious about what those experts say. reasonable doubt."

"Understood, we will have a meeting later, and we will discuss this height issue again."

"Brother Meng, there must be pressure, but don't put too much pressure on the comrades below, otherwise..."