The Monster I Was Redeemed

Ai Liang watched the busy Shi Feng seize the opportunity and said again: "If there is nothing else, I will go back first, and I will have to make up the class in the afternoon."

Shi Feng wanted to keep him for a while, but suddenly thought that Ai Liang was just an ordinary student and not a rookie who graduated from the police academy. Even if he wanted to train him, he had to be willing to do so.

"Then go back first."

Shi Feng heard that Ai Liang was reluctant, picked up the document and said.

If you think about it this way, who would want to sit in an interrogation room all morning?

"Head."

Gao Bin sat in the driver's seat and greeted Shi Feng weakly.

He had just packed up and was about to go home to sleep, but before he even walked out of the gate of the detachment, he was called back by Shi Feng with a phone call.

"Ha... I agreed to let me go back to rest. The donkeys in the production team don't have such orders."

Gao Bin and Shi Feng yawned one after the other.

"That's because the donkeys in the production team have an easier job than us."

Shi Feng took out a bar of espresso-flavored chocolate from his pocket and handed it to Gao Bin: "Eat it, don't wait until the traffic police team keeps yawning for us to make jokes."

"Yawning is a sign of devotion and dedication, and it proves that I am working without sleep or sleep."

Gao Bin tore open the packaging bag and held the chocolate in his mouth. The rich bitter taste rushed through his mouth and he almost couldn't help spit it out.

"Shi team, can you give me milk flavor next time? I can't accept your taste."

Shi Feng urged: "Don't be rude and drive quickly."

When the captain spoke, Gao Bin had to stuff the chocolate into his mouth, chew it and swallow it directly, then start the car and leave the police team.

Gao Bin looked ahead and chatted with Shi Feng: "What about Ai Liang? Aren't you going to be his recommender?"

Shi Feng was holding the folder and continued to read the information compiled by the technical department. After resting for a while in the interrogation room after sleeping all night, he became energetic again.

"I'm taking a student with me when I'm handling the case. Are you acting in a TV show?"

Shi Feng frowned and reprimanded.

Gao Bin didn't care about the captain's tone and continued: "That means you really intend to be his recommender?"

Shi Feng didn't answer, and continued to read the document.

The sponsor in Gao Bin's mouth is a talent election system of the Asian Union.

The recommendation system has existed for thousands of years, and this system has been in existence since the establishment of the public security department.

People at the level of detachment leader or deputy detachment leader like Shi Feng have a recommendation quota.

As long as the nominee has not committed a serious criminal case, anyone who is not a heinous person can directly join the nominee's unit.

The main purpose of the existence of this system is to excavate talents.

Back then, Shi Feng was an informant who lived in the gray area and liked to smoke and fight.

With his keen observation and anti-reconnaissance ability, he continued to commit crimes, and was finally caught by Xia Qiyuan. After some training, he became the current captain of the Neihua Criminal Police Detachment.

Of course, the scrutiny of this system is very strict, more ruthless than spy torture.

If the elected person commits a crime, the elector will not only be implicated, but the punishment will be upgraded by one level on the original basis.

If there is a blood relationship of less than three generations between the recommender and the person nominated, the censorship requirements will be doubled.

For example, when Xia Qiyuan recommended Shi Feng to join the criminal police team, he only needed to increase the crime rate and case detection speed by 10%, then Xia Qinian had to increase it by at least one-third to strictly prevent the phenomenon of cronyism.

When others see the election system, they will think of words such as shady and trading.

In fact, few people are willing to make profits through this way. The recommenders themselves must be subject to disciplinary investigations, and even their bottoms must be cleaned from beginning to end. When others commit crimes, they will not only be implicated, but also be charged with one crime. Wait.

This shows the appalling degree of this system audit,

If you have nothing to eat and support, you will recommend it to others.

For decades, only Xia Qiyuan had elected Shi Feng to the Criminal Police Team using the nomination system.

Because Shi Feng has a criminal record, it is difficult to enter the criminal police team through normal channels, so Xia Qiyuan, an old bachelor, used this method.

If it hadn't been for him to use the recommendation system to recommend Shi Feng to join the Criminal Police Team, perhaps few people knew about this system until now, and it would have been forgotten.

The topic returned, and seeing that Shi Feng didn't want to answer this question, Gao Bin changed the subject: "Shi team, why are you so eager to accept apprentices? Can't you find them from the team?"

"Look at how many people in the team can be used. If you don't find a good seedling to take over, wait for me to leave and see what you do."

Shi Feng's sharp eyes also gradually brought a trace of irritability, which is the helplessness of no one to follow.

Each detachment has its own Dinghai Shenzhen, Xia Qiyuan ten years ago, Shi Feng today.

Shi Feng is about to be promoted and transferred. Although he is a bit bragging about his suspicions, the speed of case detection will definitely decrease after he leaves, and he must leave something behind.

As Xia Qiyuan's apprentice, he should not be sloppy in accepting his apprentices and give his master a slap in the face.

To put it bluntly, I don't like the crooked melons in the team.

"That Ai Liang is not necessarily willing to be a criminal policeman. A stubborn melon is not sweet."

Gao Bin turned the steering wheel and said, "I'm not sure that people have been squatting for more than ten hours because of their anger at the crown. It's normal for children to do this kind of thing out of anger."

Shi Feng said angrily: "You young man is not as good as other people's children, you are lazy in the team all day long!"

When he thought of Gao Bin's work attitude, his liver hurt with anger.

In the detachment, Gao Bin is notoriously bad for his kidneys. He has to go to the toilet more than ten times a day, every ten minutes.

In normal work, I can lie down and never sit, and I can sit and never stand, and I have to delay everything until the last minute.

If someone hadn't greeted Shi Feng, he would have been assigned to sweep the compound.

Therefore, Shi Feng used Gao Bin as a driver when he traveled on weekdays, in order to keep him from being idle.

Gao Bin parked the car, shrugged his shoulders and said with a sullen face: "People have to be middle-aged, not everyone has the same spirit as you, Team Shi."

"Okay, when you get to other people's territory, just be calm and don't look like you're going to die."

Shi Feng was too lazy to listen to his nonsense and just put down the documents and got off the bus.

"Oh, didn't it say that I'm here to make up the numbers? Why are you so tired every day?"

Gao Bin sighed and locked the door to catch up with Shi Feng.

......

At the same time, when Shi Feng and others arrived at the traffic police team.

Ai Liang also came home.

Washing the pan and plate for frying eggs in the morning, Ai Liang returned to the room and sat down at the desk.

The word Pandora, which was spoken by the Interpol of the Technology Section, has been ringing in my ears.

In fact, Ai Liang didn't find anything in the report of the criminal police officer in the technical department. He really thought of something.

Pandora comes from Greek mythology, and this story can be said to be a household name.

Coincidentally, the novel Wang Zi read was called 'Narcissus', which translates to 'Narcissus', which is also from Greek mythology.

Wang Qiang held Pandora's Box in his hand, and Wang Zi read a novel called Narcissist.

The father and son were jailed for one murder and tragically killed in the park.

There must be an unknown connection between the two.

Ai Liang sat in front of the desk and tapped the table lightly with her fingers, sorting out clues in her mind.

The supermarket leaflet is placed in a wooden box, which means that the supermarket is a disaster in a magic box.

Now that it has been confirmed that the supermarket is the hush money that Gao Fuye gave to Wang Qiang.

In other words, the murderer is likely to be a family member of the victim of the car accident three years ago?

Thinking of this, Ai Liang's fingers paused, and the degree of importance Gao Fuye attached to Gao Jiajia could not rule out the possibility that he was extremely angry to buy a murderer.

Ai Liang spit out expressionlessly: "If you kill someone, you will kill someone. You have to play charades."

Ai Liang didn't intend to intervene in Wang Qiang's case, this kind of hooligan would die, he didn't even bother to look at it.

But this case also seems to involve the secret behind Wang Zi's killing of Gao Jiajia.

In line with the principle of doing things to the end, Ai Liang re-searched the memories in his mind, especially the memories of that novel.

Looking back now, that novel was indeed doubtful.

I happened to pick up a stack of novel manuscripts. I happened to have the same character, family situation, and even interpersonal relationships as the protagonist. I happened to encounter the same love mentality as the protagonist, and happened to have a murder method recorded on it.

There are so many coincidences in the world.

Now it seems that it is clearly using the role effect to guide Wang Zi to kill.

Ai Liang shook his head: "There is still too little information."

There is no useful result to be inferred from the existing information, and it is still necessary to wait for Shi Feng to investigate who the victim was three years ago.

Ai Liang breathed a sigh of relief, then picked up the novel that Yang Xingyue gave him yesterday.

They made an appointment to meet at the bookstore in the afternoon, so Ai Liang planned to read novels to pass the morning.

The novel and the black notebook were put together. When Ai Liang picked up the novel and saw the notebook, a thunderstorm sounded in his brain.

Ai Liang pushed the novel aside, picked up the notebook and opened the last few pages.

Can the old king of Crete judge himself?

The temptation of desire makes the knower collect the calamity's box

The elves of the orchard are clothed with the incarnation of the god of beauty and love

The goddess who loves to stir up discord

Why don't you shy away from the narcissistic narcissist?

The goddess of the earth who gave birth to all things

The mother of monsters, the source of evil, shall perish forever!

"The calamity's box, the self-absorbed narcissus..."

Ai Liang read the poem once, and two of the lines happened to correspond to Wang Qiang and Wang Zi.

"The owner of the recycling station once said that the sister of the glasses died in a car accident three years ago..."

"Is this a coincidence......"

Ai Liang looked at the notes for a long time without saying a word.

He reopened the notes from the previous pages and looked at the mathematical formulas and equations.

......

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Ai Liang appeared at the door of a waste recycling station carrying a computer bag.

The mustache, surnamed Sun, was cleaning a pile of junk.

"boss."

Ai Liang walked into the recycling bin and called.

Moustache turned his head and saw that it was the student boy who had called the police before.

He immediately lowered his face, but his attitude changed immediately when he found that Ai Liang was carrying a computer bag in his hand.

"Yo, are you here to take care of my business? In fact, I also receive second-hand goods here. We are also acquaintances. I promise not to cheat you."

Moustache pulled Ai Liang into the office with great enthusiasm.

Ai Liang was noncommittal about this, and his heart was clear.

Some people specialize in recycling second-hand electronic products, and then sell them after refurbishment. The recycling price of an old notebook is one or two hundred, and after refurbishment, it can be sold in the second-hand market for one or two thousand.

Moustache is a link in the chain of interests. He is responsible for recycling the electronic products that can be used, and then special people will come over to refurbish them, and then transport them to the second-hand market for sale.

Don't ask how Ai Liang knows, he has done this in his last life.

There are huge profits here.

The high-end printer on the desk is actually a refurbished product, and the mustache looks so good that I can deduct it, and it is not bought from the second-hand market at all.

But Ai Liang didn't come here with a computer to talk business with him.

"I'm not here to sell anything, I'm just here to ask something."

Ai Liang wrapped the computer on the table and put it down, before waiting for the mustache to perform a face-changing trick, he took out a few banknotes from his pocket and stuffed it into his hand.

The moustache, who lacked interest, grasped the banknotes and suddenly regained his energy.

He patted his chest and assured, "Are you here to help the police handle the case this time? You're really young and promising. Just ask me and promise to know everything."

Ai Liang turned on the computer and gave up half of her body and said, "Please enter your password, I need to check something."

This requirement made Moustache a little embarrassed.

"Uh, what is there to check in my garbage station, can I ask what you are going to check?"

Mustache stood by and did not move, and looked at Ai Liang with a hint of vigilance.

Although it is not illegal to sell refurbished goods in the Asian Union, it is also a gray industry on the edge of violations, and it is inevitable to be fined when found.

Moustache started this business because he lacked money, and he didn't want to be fined all the savings if he didn't make much money.

"Check the usage history of the printer."

As soon as these words came out, Moustache's face changed greatly. Could it be that he was taken over by the Shangjia? impossible.

Things are originally second-hand goods. It is normal to buy things in the second-hand market and use them for a few days after buying them back. Who has the mind to report them?

Besides, wouldn't it have something to do with the previous family being on the city management's side?

Ai Liang didn't care what Xiaobeard was thinking, just stared at him tightly, urging him to turn on the computer with his eyes.

"Although I'm just a waste collector, but there are also corporate secrets, some things are in my peers..."

Moustache is concerned about other things, just dawdling and refusing to enter the password.

"I'm not here to check the second-hand market. The thing I want to check involves two murders. Either you turn on the computer now, and I'll leave the transaction records of the second-hand market as if I haven't seen everything; or you wait for the police to come and check in person. Take your recycle bin to get a share of performance, and you can choose for yourself."

Moustache, who has been an 'honest man' for most of his life, panicked when he heard that two murders were involved. If the family investigates the case and finds out his true identity, wouldn't it be over?

"I'm just selling some second-hand junk to others, why is it involved in a murder case again?"

Mustache wants to cry but has no tears. Last time he came with a bunch of policemen, he was scared enough, and he still came this time? How can I be so unlucky when I open a broken recycling bin!

Moustache did not doubt Ai Liang at all.

In Moustache's eyes, Ai Liang is mistaken for a ruthless character who eats both black and white. The family must not be easy.

Not long ago, I called a carload of police in front of me, and it had something to do with the guy (Xia Qinian) who dared to do something to the police and didn't look easy to offend.

I always have a cold look, full of deterrence.

Moustache entered the password tremblingly, and was still betraying Ai Liang, hoping that he could move his mouth and take himself out. Some things were exposed, but it was not as simple as a fine.

There is no messy software on the computer desktop, just like an initialized computer.

There are not many folders, and you can read them with two or three eyes.

Ai Liang entered the date two years ago in the search bar, and sure enough, there were no search results.

Ai Liang was not discouraged, he came to the printer and turned the printer over and found a slot at the base.

Depressing the memory card, Ai Liang inserted it into the computer.

The moustache on the side was dumbfounded, and he didn't even know there was a slot under the printer.

This advanced printer has an automatic backup function that is independent of the computer. Records are deleted on the computer, and there are backups on the printer's memory card.

Ai Liang looked at the search results and sighed. Sure enough, there are records here...

The text displayed on the computer was the stack of novels 'Narsisos' that Wang Zi picked up.