The system upgrade takes two hours. Lin Shuyue intuitively feels that this upgrade will bring major changes. The first system upgrade that has been announced, and a system mall has been created.
Last time, there was an unannounced upgrade that allowed users to view other people's life histories. So what about this time? Just thinking about it made Lin Shuyue look forward to it.
Lin Shuyue drank a mouthful of the soft and tender mutton and radish soup. The soup was milky white, and the radish neutralized the mutton's strong smell. The soup also had a hint of sweetness.
Hang Jiabai, Zuo Xiangfeng and Zhou Xuanlai have already analyzed the situation to Xu Yu.
Except for Hang Jiabai, the other three knew that two years ago a little girl got off the No. 027 bus and was then raped and killed.
Zhou Xuanlai, who hadn't been involved in this case, thought for a moment and said, "I think there's an 80% chance this is a case of relatives of the girl who died two years ago returning for revenge. The reason no action was taken before was because no one on bus No. 027 caught the perverts."
As soon as Zhou Xuanlai's words came out, Hang Jiabai denied them: "No, if there really was such a person, they would definitely be observing on the No. 027 bus. There are so many perverts on the No. 027 bus. If they wanted to kill them, they would definitely not have waited until now to do something."
It is said that the girl died a very tragic death two years ago. She was thrown into the sewer after her death. Her body was covered with wounds, and her face and body were covered with various wounds cut by blades. The deepest wound, which caused her death, was the one on her wrist.
Zuo Xiangfeng also said, "Jia Bai is right. Two years ago, after the incident, I went to the spot where the girl was found. The blood on the ground had seeped into the soil. If the girl's relatives were truly in such a tragic situation, they truly couldn't have endured it until now."
"It's also possible that he's been observing for two years but still hasn't found the real culprit, so this time Wang Chengjian happened to be caught in the crossfire, so he started killing indiscriminately to vent his anger?"
Hang Jiabai said: "I think it's unlikely. If that were the case, there would be traces left at the scene. This scene is too clean."
"Yes, I think so too. Our team has already checked today. The little girl's father died early. Her mother is still alive, but she is crazy. However, she does not have the ability to commit a crime. Apart from that, they don't have any particularly close family members at home. Her mother now relies on subsidies from the street office to survive." After Xu Yu finished speaking, he sighed and leaned back in his chair.
"Who do you think committed this crime? We've been watching the surveillance footage all day. We've reviewed the surveillance footage at the edge of that alley at least ten times. We haven't seen a single suspect in the entire day, including yesterday. Could it be that the person is able to escape underground?"
Lin Shuyue put down the mutton soup and looked at Xu Yu: "Don't you think the modus operandi of this case is very familiar?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Hang Jiabai and the other two immediately looked over. They all knew about Lin Shuyue's work, and Zuo Xiangfeng had even discussed it privately. They all thought that Lin Shuyue was very courageous, and every piece of news she had reported in the past was very valuable.
As a police officer, what they like most is a reporter like Lin Shuyue who is down-to-earth and does not make up stories.
Xu Yu's eyes lit up: "Sister-in-law, please tell me what you think." Xu Yu also moved the stool and sat facing Lin Shuyue.
Lin Shuyue said, "Then I'll tell you what I'm saying, but let me make it clear first, I haven't read your files. I'm just having a reasonable discussion."
"Okay, okay, go ahead and tell me what you want."
Lin Shuyue organized her words. "I heard that the victim from two years ago had no information about the murderer, either in his body or at the crime scene. Is that right? And there weren't any suspects in the surveillance footage, is that right?"
Xu Yu nodded: "Yes, not at all..."
Xu Yu stood up mid-sentence. The direction Lin Shuyue mentioned was indeed a direction they had never imagined. Because it was too outrageous. But after Lin Shuyue's words, the more Xu Yu thought about it, the more coincidental it seemed. But when there are too many coincidences, they are no longer coincidences.
Two years ago, in 2002, most places in the capital were also equipped with surveillance cameras. Guangchang Road is a central road in the capital, and there are no less surveillance cameras than other places.
Compared to the 1980s and 1990s, criminal investigation methods have been upgraded more than double. Even so, no information about the murderer was found except that he was a male.
The last victim was a young girl, but this time the victim was a middle-aged man in his thirties.
Because the victims' characteristics were so different, no one really compared the two cases. The most common speculation, as Zhou Xuan had said, was that this case was a revenge plot by the girl's relatives.
"I'll go back and check the files. I'll treat you to dinner." Xu Yu said, went to the cashier, put two hundred yuan in the bill, and left in a hurry.
Hang Jiabai and the others didn't stop him.
After Xu Yu left, Hang Jiabai saw that Lin Shuyue's water was gone, so he poured it for her and asked, "Ah Yue, tell me what you think?"
This wasn't the first time Lin Shuyue and Hang Jiabai had discussed the case. This time, she didn't blurt out, "I've been thinking about this case since this afternoon. Wang Chengjian's case was so perfect, leaving no trace at all. This is so abnormal. Ah Bai, you've been a criminal investigation officer for many years, you should understand better than me. Any perfect crime will leave some evidence, but this case doesn't."
"And in that case two years ago, there wasn't a trace left. Two consecutive cases involving bus No. 027 also left no evidence. Do you think that's normal?"
This was clearly abnormal, but if Hang Jiabai were asked to solve this case, he wouldn't be able to come up with the same conclusion as Lin Shuyue in such a short time. Again, the disparity in the identities of the two victims was too great.
Even some serial killers will subconsciously look for people with the same characteristics when they are looking for targets.
Zuo Xiangfeng greatly admired Lin Shuyue's wild imagination: "Do you have any idea of becoming a novel author? If you do, I can help you talk to the publishing house."
As a relatively famous figure in contemporary suspense and mystery novels, Zuo Xiangfeng's words are very confident.
Lin Shuyue was stunned: "Thank you, Senior Brother, I don't have such an idea."
Lin Shuyue felt that one should be focused in life. Just like in her previous life, she wanted to be a police officer, so she worked hard to become a good police officer. In this life, whether voluntarily or not, she has become a reporter, so it is enough for her to do her job.
She was not interested, and Zuo Xiangfeng did not persuade her. The dishes they ordered came and everyone started eating seriously. Zhou Xuanlai drank juice like Lin Shuyue, while Zuo Xiangfeng and Hang Jiabai drank one glass after another.
An hour and a half later, the four of them left the hotel. Zhou Xuanlai send Zuo Xiangfeng off, and Lin Shuyue drove Hang Jiabai back to the courtyard.
The alcohol he drank tonight was a bit strong, and Hang Jiabai's neck was a little red. He leaned back in the passenger seat and closed his eyes to rest. Lin Shuyue played soothing music in the car, and Hang Jiabai's breathing gradually became steady.
When they arrived at the entrance of the alley, Hang Jiabai opened his eyes, pretended to be fully awake and got out of the car, then put his arm around Lin Shuyue's shoulders and walked towards the courtyard fully awake.
Aunt Zhao and Uncle Zhao are both here tonight. They also have a residence in the courtyard, and the back room next to the door is their dormitory.
Sometimes when there were no guests in the courtyard, they would ask their children to come and squeeze in with them in the dormitory. After all, they had to burn coal to heat their own homes in the slums, and the heating in the courtyard was provided by the collective, which was much warmer than burning it themselves.
When Aunt Zhao saw them coming back, she hurried out to greet them: "Hey, Xiao Lin, why are you back just now?"
As she got closer, she smelled the alcohol on Hang Jiabai's body. She groaned again, then lowered her voice: "Have you been drinking?"
"They drink a little, Aunt Zhao, I'll send him to bed first."
"Okay, okay, go ahead. I cooked some millet porridge this afternoon and put it in the kitchen. If you see him feeling uncomfortable later, let him drink some. It will warm his stomach." Aunt Zhao did not stop Lin Shuyue.
Zuo Xiangfeng's courtyard house has two back rooms. The larger one is Aunt Zhao's dormitory, while the smaller one is the shared kitchen, which is stocked with rice, flour, oil, seasonings, refrigerators, and other kitchen appliances. Guests of the courtyard can use it.
Aunt Zhao usually cooks some porridge and keeps it aside in case the guests are hungry. If the guests don't eat it, the porridge will not be wasted and Aunt Zhao and her family can all take care of it.
"Thank you, auntie." Lin Shuyue thanked her and helped Hang Jiabai into the room.
Compared with Lin Shuyue's room, this room has a kang, which was heated in advance by Aunt Zhao and others. There is a thin mat on the kang, which feels warm when you touch it.
Hang Jiabai was lying on the bed. Lin Shuyue did not make any move to take off his shoes or anything like that. Hang Jiabai also did not think of asking Lin Shuyue to serve him. He had sobered up long ago. At this moment, he grabbed Lin Shuyue who was about to leave. Lin Shuyue lost her balance and fell on him.
Their eyes met, and then their lips and teeth entangled.
They don't know how long it took, but on the verge of an accidental kissing, Lin Shuyue pushed Hang Jiabai away and left the room. Hang Jiabai put his head under his hands, a smile on his lips, his eyes clear, and he didn't look drunk at all.
With a ding, the system prompted the upgrade was complete. Lin Shuyue put aside the lingering thoughts that had just arisen from the kiss and clicked on the good and evil discrimination system to see.
[ Ding ~~~ Congratulations to the host, you have successfully upgraded this system to level 4. After this upgrade, this system will add an automatic reminder function for sin value, and the function's radiation range is the same as the good and evil radar. ]
[ Ding ~~~ After this upgrade, the Good Value will be displayed. The original Good and Evil Radar has been renamed the Sin Value Radar. This update is complete. Please explore the specific usage of the new function on your own. ]
After these two messages were sent twice, the good and evil classification system stopped talking.
Lin Shuyue turned on the good and evil radar, and there was an extra radar on the good and evil radar. This radar was from white to red, and the reddest box was Chinese red.
In the middle of the good value and the sin value, there is a bar grid from white to gray. Lin Shuyue clicked on the grid and a prompt appeared: Gray area: The gray area displays specific values from -10 to 100. The lower the value, the better the person is. If the number displayed in the gray area is more than 30, it means that the person has committed a crime. The higher the value, the greater the crime committed by the person.
As soon as Lin Shuyue saw the hint of the gray area, she knew that this gray area was specially used to repair the "hidden sins" of the previous good and evil radar.
These two upgraded new features are extremely useful and timely for Lin Shuyue.
On the crime radar, there are two or three small dots, all in the 10% box. Each such dot represents a person.
Lin Shuyue clicked on the nearest dot, and a bubble panel similar to the game character introduction appeared.
[ Name: Hang Jiabai, Sin Value: 3%, Good Value: 50%, Gray Area: 0, Overall Assessment: This is a very good person, better than 80% of the people in the world. ]
Lin Shuyue then clicked on the profile of the single male writer living in the east wing: [ Name: Zhu Shuliang, Sin Value: 6%, Kindness Value: 20%, Gray Area: 0, Overall Assessment: An average, somewhat soft-hearted person. ]
Lin Shuyue found it very interesting and clicked on the young couple in the West Wing: [ Name: Gu Pengfei, Sin Value: 19%, Good Value: 3%, Gray Area: 28, Overall Assessment: Not a very good person. Be careful with him, he might commit a crime at any time~ ]
Lin Shuyue was about to continue watching when her cell phone rang. It was Lou Fengqin calling. Lin Shuyue lay on the bed and chatted with Lou Fengqin about family matters.
Lou Fengqin said on the phone that her grandmother had been in much worse health since she fell down early in the morning. It was said that she had suffered a cerebral hemorrhage. Now half of her body is paralyzed and she can no longer move. She is still in the hospital, and the medical expenses are paid by her and her uncle's family.
Their second aunt's family pretended to be dead, and when they asked them about it, they became unreasonable and made a fuss.
Lin Shuyue comforted Lou Fengqin on the phone for a long time. After Lou Fengqin calmed down a little, she asked about Lin Shuxing's health.
Lou Fengqin smiled this time, "Your sister isn't vomiting anymore. She's not having any reactions at all. She's eating well and sleeping well now. This morning she told me the baby is moving. Your brother-in-law goes to the store much later than usual this morning because he was listening to your sister's belly."
"The kid didn't give her father any face and didn't move. As soon as he left, the kid started punching and kicking your sister in the stomach."
The child has just begun to move, but Lou Fengqin loves him so much. Lin Shuyue heard Lou Fengqin say on the phone that she has already made clothes for the child. She has made several sets of pink and blue clothes, and she also wants to make swaddles and other things herself.
After saying this, they talked about the recent situation of Ah Yang, Bai Pingping and others. By the time they finished, it was already past ten o'clock.
Lin Shuyue lay down on the warm bed and fell asleep in a few breaths. She had woken up early in the day and had been running around outside since then, not even taking a nap. Now, as soon as she lay down on the warm and soft bed, she couldn't stop the sleepiness from coming over her.
Hang Jiabai came out of the west room only after hearing no movement in the east room. He helped Lin Shuyue turn off the main lights in the living room and turned on the dim bedside lamp. Lin Shuyue turned over and slept even more soundly.
The next morning, when Lin Shuyue woke up, it was already light outside and Hang Jiabai had left. Today was the last day of 2004. After today, tomorrow would be 2005.
When she came out after washing up, Aunt Zhao waved to Lin Shuyue. It turned out that she was cooking wontons in the kitchen: "I made these wontons this morning. They are stuffed with pork and radish. Try them."
"Radish filling! I haven't eaten it before. I must try it." Lin Shuyue is keen on eating all kinds of delicious food. The wontons in Guangdong and the wontons in the north are the same thing. The wontons she had eaten before were all filled with fresh meat or three fresh fillings. This is the first time she has eaten pork and radish.
"Then you should eat something quickly. I made it early in the morning. Xiao Hang just left and ate two full bowls." Aunt Zhao was very capable. Zuo Xiangfeng asked her to take care of Lin Shuyue and Hang Jiabai, so she put in her best efforts and made sure to make Zuo Xiangfeng proud in front of his friends.
Her cooking was already good, and the desire to show it off only made it even better. The pork and radish fillings were a perfect combination, fresh with a touch of sweetness. The wonton soup base was filled with dried shrimp, seaweed, and cilantro she had grown herself. The cilantro had been chopped and frozen in the refrigerator, and now it tasted just as good as fresh cilantro.
There are tiny peppercorns scattered on the surface of the soup.
"Delicious." Lin Shuyue ate one wonton with thin skin and big filling in one bite, and gave Aunt Zhao a thumbs up while eating.
Aunt Zhao was smiling so hard that her teeth were showing. At this time, the young couple from the west wing came out. It seemed that they had spent a relatively perfect night. The girl who had a gloomy face in the previous two meetings was no longer frowning, and the man next to her was no longer as nervous as yesterday, but he was still attentive.
Aunt Zhao asked the two to have breakfast. The woman didn't say anything. The man replied to her in a very good-tempered manner, saying that they would go out to eat. Then the two of them left together. When they walked out the door, Lin Shuyue still heard the man asking the woman to be careful with the steps.
Lin Shuyue thought of the character analysis she saw in the good and evil system last night. She felt that this man named Gu Pengfei, who was so good to his wife, must have big motives.
After they left, Aunt Zhao rolled her eyes and put the remaining dumpling-making tools on the mahogany table in the kitchen into the cupboard.
At the same time, she whispered, "This couple has been living here for half a week now. They always go out in the morning and then come back a little while later. The woman is in a bad mood and the man is apologizing like a grandson."
Aunt Zhao was already in her forties, and it was time for her to gossip with others, but she kept her mouth shut and usually only chatted with her husband, never saying a word outside. Lin Shuyue was considered one of her own, so naturally she could chat with her.
Lin Shuyue glanced at the door and asked, "I heard they're here for their honeymoon. How can they continue to spend their honeymoon if they're arguing like this every day?"
Aunt Zhao said, "Oh, it's just that simple between a woman and a man. Isn't there an old saying? They quarrel at the head of the bed and make peace at the back of the bed. These two just got married, so they definitely need some time to adjust. As long as they don't go too far, like hitting each other, there won't be much of a problem."
"We all go through this, and it will get better slowly." Aunt Zhao said to Lin Shuyue as someone who had been through it, "My husband and I also had arguments when we first got married. We would even use knives when we got angry. But now we're doing fine, aren't we?"
The older generation's concept of marriage is that as long as the person has good character, the marriage can last forever.
Lin Shuyue listened without refutation. After Aunt Zhao finished speaking, she continued, "Everyone says they are here for their honeymoon, but they are not a young couple."
Lin Shuyue ate wontons and looked at her, encouraging her to continue. Aunt Zhao saw this and continued with great courtesy, "I woke up in the middle of the night once and heard them talking. They said that once they found someone, they would let that person go back and get married. Then their parents wouldn't stop them from being together."
"A pair of mandarin ducks separated by a stick!" Lin Shuyue defined the identities of the two.
Aunt Zhao nodded approvingly at her and was about to say something when someone came. It sounded like they were looking for a house to live in, so Aunt Zhao hurried to see.
In Zuo Xiangfeng's courtyard house, apart from the main house with two bedrooms and a living room, the east and west wing rooms each have two rooms, and they are not fully occupied yet.
Now that New Year's Day is approaching, many people come to ask about house prices. Aunt Zhao is also responsible for renting houses.
After she left, Lin Shuyue took out her cell phone and sent a message to Ruan Tinglan. Ruan Tinglan had already gotten up and had breakfast and was on her way to her.
After Lin Shuyue replied to her message, she looked at the time. It was already eight o'clock. Lin Shuyue finished the remaining wontons in the bowl in a few bites, drank two sips of the soup, and then washed the bowl according to the sign on the wall for washing dishes by yourself and put it in the disinfection cabinet.
The red light dinged and disinfection began automatically. Lin Shuyue, carrying her bag, walked to the entrance of the alley.
The couple who lived in the west wing were nowhere to be seen.
Lin Shuyue spotted Ruan Tinglan at the bus stop for No. 027. She was dressed in black and holding a paper bag with white flowers peeking out from the pocket. Lin Shuyue parked her car on the side of the road and rolled down the window. Ruan Tinglan saw her and opened the passenger door to get in.
She held the paper bag against her chest. Lin Shuyue took a look and saw that it was a chrysanthemum made of paper. It was pure white, very realistic and beautiful.
Ruan Tinglan caught her gaze, glanced down, and said, "My mother can't speak and is a little shy. My father was afraid she would be bored at home, so he would find her some handicrafts to do. She's very handy, so she started folding paper flowers and sell them. By winter, she could make quite a bit of money."
"My elementary school tuition and textbook fees were all earned by my mother by folding paper flowers." Folding paper flowers is very hard work, and folding beautiful paper flowers is even more difficult. Ruan Tinglan used to follow her mother to do it, but her mother didn't want her to learn it. She thought she should read more so that she could have a bright future.
But she couldn't bear to see her mother suffer, so she secretly tried to learn it herself, and unexpectedly she also learned it.
Now, whenever she visits her parents, she brings a bouquet of chrysanthemums she folded herself. Her mother loves chrysanthemums the most. Ruan Tinglan still remembers her mother using her hands to show her how beautiful chrysanthemums are and how they can be used to make tea.
Lin Shuyue took out a mint candy from her pocket and gave it to her as a comfort. Ruan Tinglan looked at the tender green candy in her hand, stunned for a moment, then her eyebrows curved. She opened the candy wrapper and put it in her mouth. The coolness of the mint instantly invaded her mouth.
This winter seems to be a little colder, but with a hint of sweetness.
The cemetery that Ruan Tinglan bought her was not far away. It took less than an hour to get there by driving from the square. Ruan Tinglan took out a rag, swept the dust on the tombstone, took out a bottle of wine from her pocket and placed it in front of her adoptive father's grave. Next to the bottle, white paper chrysanthemums trembled in the wind. Lin Shuyue bowed to the two of them and walked to the side. Ruan Tinglan was talking to them in a chattering manner.
She were all talking about their work and life in recent days. She didn't say she missed them, but every word she said was about it.
Lin Shuyue activated the good and evil classification system, and the good and evil radar displayed: [ Name: Ruan Tinglan, Sin Value: 10%, Good Value: 20%, Gray Area: 0, Overall Assessment: An ordinary person. ]
Lin Shuyue turned around and walked further away.
Half an hour later, Ruan Tinglan came over with red eyes. The two of them walked out of the cemetery in silence. When they were downstairs, they passed by a group of people who were crying loudly. It was obvious that someone in their family had just died.
Ruan Tinglan was in a bad mood. Lin Shuyue was driving the car. When they arrived at the No. 027 bus stop, Ruan Tinglan asked to get off the bus. Lin Shuyue let her get off, and just when she was about to start the car, Ruan Tinglan was stopped by someone.
"Ruan Tinglan, you are Ruan Tinglan, right? I am Fu Sisi, you should know me, right?" Lin Shuyue looked in the direction of the voice and was very surprised to see the person who were holding Ruan Tinglan and the man running towards them.