Animal Detective

Chapter 51 Human joys and sorrows cannot be shared.

Shen Xin always thought that "I want to cry, but I can't cry" was just a lyric.

But at this moment, it became tangible.

It was at Wu Zhicun's home.

Sun Zhao and Chen Chao were representatives of the branch bureau, and Li Xiaoguang, the director of Huangtang Police Station, also came.

Shen Xin, representing the Yunlin Police Station, arrived with Zhang Jian.

Chen Chao silently mustered his courage for two days in preparation for this meeting.

Considering Wu Zhicun's advanced age, blindness, and underlying health conditions, an ambulance was specially called.

Wu Zhicun probably didn't know this beforehand.

The branch office took Gao Jinrui to identify the scene, where a large number of nearby residents gathered to watch.

But at that time, Chen Chao had already considered this possibility and kept the news well under wraps.

The surrounding residents only knew that Gao Jinrui had committed a crime, but no one knew exactly what he had done.

They were unaware that the police had unearthed a child's remains from the Gao family's ancestral grave.

The concern was that Wu Zhicun might find out the news in advance, become emotionally agitated, and something unexpected might happen.

But this hurdle was bound to come sooner or later.

Chen Chao tried to use the calmest tone possible to narrate the simplified events.

The details of Wu Jiawang regaining consciousness and being forcibly buried alive were not mentioned.

It is said that he was accidentally hit by a car, and then the murderer buried him in his own family's ancestral grave, where he remained buried for seven years.

"Most importantly, we have found the murderer, and he has confessed and admitted to all the facts," Chen Chao concluded.

After he finished speaking, he looked at Wu Zhicun, expecting Wu Zhicun to react.

Even if someone loses control and shouts "I can't believe it!", I don't believe it.

not at all.

Shen Xin was also secretly watching Wu Zhicun.

His face showed a rapid switching between a blank expression and a look of pain.

He seemed to want to cry, to react, but his eyelids twitched, and no tears came out.

His tears had long since dried up.

But this very state made Shen Xin even more uncomfortable.

In my memory, there was that old man, Mr. Wu, who complained that the fried rice was too bland, threw 50 yuan at me and told me to buy roast duck, and then arrogantly said he would give me the change, all while yelling that he should get me thrown in jail as soon as possible, saying I could sit there until I die.

Gone!

Shen Xin then realized that Wu Zhicun had really gotten old.

He's already 67!

He's almost seventy.

He had been blind for many years and his disability had long since taken its toll.

He also faced a life-or-death situation.

The last time I saw him, he was already emaciated and lifeless; now, he is even worse.

Like a flickering candle flame, it was on the verge of collapse.

Everyone froze, remaining silent.

It was Director Li from the community who took the initiative to comfort him, saying, "Old Wu, I know you're suffering."

A perfectly happy family was tragically struck by tragedy when their son and daughter-in-law died in a car accident.

The wife drank pesticide and chased after her son.

He only had this one grandson left, who had been missing for seven years and died tragically in an accident.

Losing a child in middle age is already one of the most painful things in life, let alone the fact that Wu Zhicun lost all his relatives.

"But that's just how people are. If he owes you something, what can we do but endure it? Like me, when my husband passed away from heart disease, I thought I might as well go with him."

"But I managed to endure it in the end. I thought, my husband is in the afterlife, and he also wants me to live well, to live out the rest of my days well, and then to go to him without any worries."

"So you have to hold on, you have to live well. At the very least, you have to take good care of Jiawang's funeral arrangements. He was such a good child, he really suffered."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but start sobbing.

People from that generation were used to the harsh realities of life and possessed a kind of extraordinary resilience.

"Yes, the funeral arrangements."

Wu Zhicun finally reacted, his lips trembling as he murmured, "My child is suffering. I keep dreaming about him. He tells me that lying on the ground is cold and dark, and he can't see anything."

“I have to take care of his funeral arrangements so he can go find his parents; they're waiting for him.”

"I'm so sorry to Dajun." Wu Zhicun burst into tears at the end.

Shen Xin silently looked up, trying hard to hold back her tears.

My heart feels like it's filled with straw; every jump feels like sandpaper grinding against it, making it unbearably blocked.

Shen Xin couldn't bear to listen to Wu Zhicun's dry, tearless wailing any longer, so she turned and walked out of the kitchen.

Zhang Jian sighed and followed.

He hesitated for a moment, then said, "Xiao Shen, I know you want to be a criminal police officer. Maybe in your heart, being a criminal police officer is a particularly noble profession with a sense of mission and honor."

"Of course, and it's a good thing that you have this sense of mission, but I still want to remind you that, in the end, it's just a job."

"Moreover, after working in this industry for a long time, you've seen too many dark things. If you have too much empathy, you won't be able to handle it psychologically and you'll really break down."

Shen Xin looked up and asked in return, "So what? Just pretend you didn't see it?"

"of course not."

Zhang Jian shook his head and said, "You can sympathize with the victims and understand their pain, but you must understand one thing: you are a police officer. Your duty is to investigate the case thoroughly, not to sympathize with the victims' families or feel sad for them. Investigating the case thoroughly is the most important thing."

"Moreover, in this world, people's joys and sorrows are not shared, and you can never truly understand the pain they have endured."

"Investing too much emotion will only cloud your judgment, just like I did back then..."

At this point, Zhang Jian abruptly stopped talking.

Shen Xin subconsciously looked at him. What was it back then?
"It's nothing." Zhang Jian shook his head and then said, "Actually, you've done a very good job. You could say that without you, this case would still be unresolved."

If Shen Xin hadn't found Lele, if Shen Xin hadn't noticed Lele's unusual behavior, it's unknown how long it would have taken for this case to be solved.

Shen Xin gave a wry smile.

That's what I say, but I just can't feel happy.

Zhang Jian didn't expect to be able to persuade Shen Xin with just a few words.

In his opinion, young people need to experience more before they can understand these principles.

“If you’re really feeling bad, then help Grandpa Wu with his funeral arrangements. He’s blind and has many inconveniences, so this will be a proper ending for you,” Zhang Jian added.

Shen Xin nodded, agreeing with his own thoughts.

Everything should have a beginning and an end.

"Captain Zhang, I'm fine, thank you."

"Thank you for what."

Zhang Jian smiled nonchalantly and said, "As for you, you played a crucial role in the Wu Jiawang case. You might get another commendation and be promoted to a full-fledged position."

The seven-year-old missing person case has been solved, and both morally and logically, it deserves a reward.

Shen Xin sighed. He hadn't really thought that much about the awards or commendations.

And now that I think about it, Shen Xin would rather the case just remain unresolved, at least Wu Zhicun could still have hope.

No matter how sad or unwilling Wu Zhicun was to accept it, things had already come to this.

Can only accept.

Chen Chao drew blood from Wu Zhicun.

They also need to perform DNA comparisons with the excavated remains.

It's not enough for Gao Jinrui to admit that the corpse is Wu Jiawang.

This case is very unusual.

It happened seven years ago.

There was no surveillance footage at the time, and no witnesses whatsoever.

Gao Jinrui cleaned up the traces at his cousin's house, and years later, no evidence could be found.

The Teana car was completely dismantled, and there is no direct evidence to prove that it was this car that hit Wu Jiawang.

So in the end, it was that bottle of eye drops that became the most compelling evidence.

Wu Zhicun wants his grandson's remains to handle the funeral arrangements.

Normally, in criminal homicide cases, the victim's remains cannot be reclaimed by the family until the case is concluded, or even after the death penalty review.

Because the body is important evidence, there is a possibility that the murderer could overturn the verdict and the investigation could be reopened during the interrogation process.

This process will take a long time, possibly one to two years.

Considering that Wu Zhicun had been buried for seven years and his body had decomposed into skeletons, the identification value of the remains was limited. After careful discussion and taking into account Wu Zhicun's personal wishes, the branch office and the procuratorate decided to retain the evidence, issue a professional autopsy report, and then return the remains to Wu Zhicun.

This was already half a month later.

The community helped with the funeral arrangements, and Shen Xin also came over on the day of the burial.

(End of this chapter)