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Chapter 153 Edmund Dantès (twenty-four)
Chapter 153 Edmund Dantes (twenty-four)
There are also small villages and towns around Yancheng that have been sucked into the marrow and labor by the big cities and refuse to develop for 20 years. Xiao Haiyang drove over by himself. The car was also slid by the crushed ice on the ground, and limped around half the village by a big, unqualified dog, and finally saw the local police who had contacted beforehand.
The police chased away the big dog who was learning how to walk: "I remember that incident back then, the old Sun family had two sons, and the second one gave birth to a girl, so he was such a precious grandson in the old family, the only seedling, and he was not used to it. That year, the bastard probably thought that his second uncle was unwilling to give money for the house repair. He felt that he was the righteous root and all the family's things should belong to him. Within two days, the girl from the second child's family fell into the ice hole and drowned. She was only three years old, and when she was fished out, she looked like nothing."
The police took Xiao Haiyang to a small police station. The person in charge of household registration did not have a separate office. There was a small room next to it, and a sign was hung. There was a policewoman on duty. There was an old man sitting across from her. what proof.
The police said hello, went in directly, dug out the prepared files, pointed to one of the photos and said, "This is the girl who died unexpectedly, her father, the second child of the Sun family, called Sun Jian."
Xiao Haiyang didn't care about the snot flowing out of his nose, took a deep breath, looked carefully, and found the photo of the fake security guard "Wang Jian" in Longyun City: "Show me, is this a person?"
The fake security guard "Wang Jian" is probably more than a dozen years old. The whole person is sullen, the bones on his cheeks have changed shape, the ròu on his face lacks support, and they collapse together. The bridge of his nose is unnaturally high and raised. The cartilage of his skin was about to burst out, and his eye sockets seemed to be more and more sunken, and he was a little shy.
Xiao Haiyang went to consult professionals, and the face of the fake security guard "Wang Jian" should have been knifed.
One is a middle-aged security guard who is not easy to mess with at first glance, and the other is a gentle and elegant young father. At first glance, no one would connect them together.
The policeman stared at it for a long while: "It's a bit like, especially the mole on the chin... Hey, but it's changed too much, I dare not say it."
Xiao Haiyang: "Do you have DNA and fingerprint records?"
"Oh, there's no such thing," the policeman shook his head. "It's been a long time, and I didn't pay much attention to it at that time. Although the girl's parents insisted that it was her nephew, but no one saw it, there was no evidence, and he refused to admit it. There is nothing we can do - such a small child, the road is unstable, and it is reasonable to say that he will not run into the ice and snow by himself. It is indeed a strange death, but it cannot be said that who is who is who. After all... oh, by the way, he signed a word after finishing the transcript, and he should still keep it, is this useful for you?"
This person's real name is "Sun Jian", and the fake security guard's name is "Wang Jian". There is exactly the same character in the middle. When the security guard is on duty in Longyun City, he has to sign every day. Xiao Haiyang was shocked: "Okay, let me see!"
The police quickly found the signed document of the year and gave it to him. Xiao Haiyang judged with his own eyes that the two signatures should have been written by the same person: "I need a professional opinion from a handwriting expert, thank you."
The police sent him out very enthusiastically: "It should be, you can ask any questions at any time."
At this time, the old man who was opening the certificate suddenly turned his head and looked at Xiao Haiyang with cloudy eyes: "The little bastard of the Sun family threw the three-year-old girl into the ice hole and drowned, you don't care. , and let him go, what happened after that? That kid himself fell into the glacier and drowned, retribution, hey!"
The policeman went to promote legal education to the old man with a bitter face, but Xiao Haiyang was stunned for a while, not knowing how to answer.
Lang Qiao quickly said over the phone, "How are you? I found a clue about the fake front desk clerk here. My real name should be 'Wang Ruobing'. I have a sister who worked with a cram school teacher ten years ago. In the case of molesting a female student, it was a big deal at the time, but the victims were reluctant to come forward, and there was insufficient evidence, so they could only let them go. Wang Ruobing's sister was one of the victims and committed suicide because of this."
"I found a fake security guard," Xiao Haiyang stretched out his frozen hand with difficulty, and opened the file bag, "the original name may be 'Sun Jian', her daughter was pushed down the ice cave when she was three years old, and the location of the crime was relatively remote. But it was in the jurisdiction of Yancheng at that time, and it was transferred by the city bureau... You don't need to read the fake Zhao Yulong. The husband of one of the victims who has not closed the case signed his signature when he recognized the body. He should have undergone plastic surgery. I will ask an expert to see Now, with the exception of the mandible, the bridge of the nose and the forehead, all other facial features match up."
"Both the fake courier and the fake patrolman only have a small photo on the fake certificate, especially the fake patrolman. The fake certificate was taken by the boss in night mode with his mobile phone, so it is difficult to identify," Lang Qiao said, "but I will go After looking through the remaining unsolved cases, I found that there are a few close relatives of the victims who are suspected to be suitable... Hey, little glasses, can we be basically sure now, we have been threading needles in the middle and acting as shit sticks Are these people the victims of the unsolved cases included in the album plan at the time?"
Xiao Haiyang still recalled the "retribution" of the old man who gritted his teeth just now, and responded absently.
Lang Qiao asked, "Are they trying to act for the heaven?"
Xiao Haiyang was silent for a while: "Wait, I'll contact Team Luo."
However, Luo Wenzhou couldn't get in touch. His cell phone was lying silently in his coat pocket.
Luo Wenzhou stood aside with his arms crossed, watching Fei Du write and draw on the paper, and hesitantly said, "It is said that for such a thing as recalling memories, we still need to find a special hypnotist. I feel that I may be useless in this regard. After all, seeing a lively and warm beautiful young man like me makes it easier for people to cherish the present and look forward to the future."
"I don't need a hypnotist, and I don't need memory awakening. I need to deduce a truth." Fei Du said without raising his head, "Sometimes the brain will automatically create some deceptive memories, but the fabricated memories will blur the details. Trying to obfuscate the inherent logic of events, I need you to ask questions from a bystander's point of view and help me find what's obscured by memory."
Luo Wenzhou frowned, "You believe what the driver said?"
"They call themselves 'reciters'," Fei Du threw the pen on the table with his fingertips and paused. "To be honest, senior brother, don't you think this reciter is very similar to me?"
Luo Wenzhou's face turned cold, and he said bluntly, "I don't think so at all."
Fei Du smiled a little, didn't take it to heart, and continued: "I always thought that I learned from 'them' about collecting victims and using their material or emotional weakness to do things for me, but Now I feel like I'm doing more of a 'reciter' - if there seems to be a connection between two things, two people, it probably is."
Luo Wenzhou frowned.
"The driver told me that the head of the reciter, who is the 'teacher' as they say, can't come to see me now - there are two possibilities. First, people who are worried about me will immediately sell him to the police. ; Second, the literal meaning is that he himself 'can't' come to see me, either because of personal insecurity or because of health reasons. When the driver recited, the word used was 'Unfortunately unable to come in person', so I prefer the latter."
Luo Wenzhou paced two steps: "Mr. Pan is now listed as a key investigation object, and he can't go back home. He is not free, and Shi... Shi Niang, she is in the hospital because of health reasons, you suspect one of them Who?"
"Both of them have a problem."
Luo Wenzhou: "What?"
"Money," Fei Du said, "whether to create fake identities, or to support this large group of people, eavesdropping, tracking, buying illegal weapons—every plan, every action requires a lot of money. It's not cheaper than raising a wanted criminal. Either he has money or someone has funded it. This one can narrow down the suspects to a very small area. If they are within the scope of Yancheng, I can count them with both hands. I count them as one. ."
"Fei Du, talk about something," Luo Wenzhou turned around and looked at him with a rare seriousness, "I don't like your tone of voice."
When he usually scolds, he doesn't necessarily take it to his heart. When he is really angry, his expression becomes more and more calm and cold.
Fei Du didn't respond, slightly avoiding his gaze, and continued: "...Fei Chengyu is also one, if he doesn't lie down."
Luo Wenzhou lowered his head and stared at his temples for a moment with unpleasant eyes: "I wondered suspiciously, if you can bribe a nurse, and pretend to be in a vegetative state, it's not without reason."
Fei Du smiled: "When Fei Chengyu was in the hospital for rescue, I sent someone to follow his attending doctor 24 hours a day, and the nurses changed every week. I have all the resumes of everyone from birth. It was not until the hospital notified me that his brain had been irreversibly damaged. I transferred him to the hospital several times on the grounds of finding a new treatment plan. After confirming that I got the same diagnosis, I moved him to a nursing home. Even so, I still found someone to stare at him for more than a year until I basically mastered his group."
Luo Wenzhou: "...Why didn't you just grab the quilt and suffocate him to death?"
"I thought about it, but then I thought about it and suffocated him, it's useless other than exposing myself in advance," Fei Du said, "What I want to find out is the shadow behind him, give him a sigh of relief, It just happens that the other party is stuck in the throat."
Luo Wenzhou sat down opposite him.
"I broke into the basement for the first time, and luckily I wasn't found," Fei Du said flatly, "I sneaked in again after half a year, but this time I was not very lucky and was caught, and then Fei Chengyu moved his basement. It's empty... that's roughly the process, but how I got in and what happened after I got caught, I've always had a vague impression."
Luo Wenzhou thought for a while, and said, "Let's start with how you got in—how many sets of passwords did you have in your hand at that time?"
Fei Du: "Possibly the biggest candidate for xing is three groups."
"If you enter the wrong password for your basement once, you will call the police. That is to say, your probability of success is less than 30 percent," Luo Wenzhou said, "If it were me, I might try it, and my dad would beat him. - But from what I know about you, you should be more cautious."
Even if Fei Du was not a prudent person by nature, his growth environment was destined, he would be more cautious than others. After all, being caught by Fei Chengyu was not a matter of taking a meal and squatting at the door to write an inspection.
Fei Du nodded slowly.
"Unless someone has given you a hint, this person doesn't look like Fei Chengyu, he can't be your nanny like a revolving beacon, other outsiders... I don't think you will believe it easily. Judging by the exclusion, join the real people. I gave you a hint, it can only be your mother," Luo Wenzhou said, "it matches what you dreamed about that day."
Fei Du: "Yes."
"The second question, you just said that when you entered the basement for the first time, you felt that she was watching you, and then she covered you to run out. The second time, she prompted you for your password, and she should have known about you. Sneaked into the basement, why didn't she have time to cover you this time?"
Fei Du rested his elbows on his knees, his fingertips against his chin, and frowned involuntarily—his memory became more and more blurred here, and he really couldn’t remember it.
"Okay," Luo Wenzhou waited for a moment, "before you were discovered by Fei Chengyu, what were you doing? What was the last thing you saw?"
"...computer?" Fei Du thought about it for a long time, "It should be, his computer password is the same as the basement."
Luo Wenzhou: "Did Fei Chengyu suddenly come in while you were looking at his computer?"
Fei Du's brows tightened even more. After a while, he said carefully, "...It shouldn't be."
It shouldn't be—this scene, just listening to the description made him feel horrified. If this is the case, then Fei Du feels that he will definitely react when he opens a laptop of a similar model in the future.
"Definitely not," Fei Du thought along this line of thought, "I think I might have heard something before that, and where did I hide."
Luo Wenzhou wasn't a professional after all, so he didn't know what to say at this time, so he could only wait quietly for Fei Du to think slowly. He suddenly felt that when Fei Du recalled Fei Chengyu, it didn't seem like a boy was afraid of his father, or even in Recalling a bào scum, he was simply recalling a monster - the kind of horrible monster that grinds teeth and sucks blood in nightmares.
Why?
Has Fei Chengyu really never done anything to his "heir"?
Luo Wenzhou suddenly squeezed the teacup tightly, and the bottom of the teacup knocked on the table, making a few soft sounds.
At this moment, Fei Du stared at his tea cup: "Porcelain... I heard the sound of the cup and plate colliding, and Fei Chengyu said something..."
What did Fei Chengyu say?
Fei Du's sun seemed to have a thorn on it, it was endless, jumping faster and faster, it was about to explode,
"'No need'." Fei Du whispered like babbling, "He said...'We don't need it'."
"He said 'we don't need it,'" Luo Wenzhou pressed on immediately, "That is to say, he brought guests, and your mother brought them tea? Who are the guests?"
A vague shadow appeared in Fei Du's mind, but he just couldn't remember who that person was. It was as if he had encountered a specious knowledge point during the exam. remember, just can't remember that one.
He couldn't help but feel a little tight in his chest and coughed like he was out of breath.
With this reaction again, Luo Wenzhou's pupils shrank, and he asked in a deep voice, "What has Fei Chengyu done to you?"
Fei Du didn't answer, but waved at him.
Luo Wenzhou grabbed his shoulder and said, "Fei Du, you are a professional. Tell me what the concept of 'post-traumatic stress disorder' is and what symptoms will it have?"
Fei Du finally took a breath: "I didn't..."
"there is nothing?"
"Trauma," Fei Du noticed that his voice was hoarse, and cleared his throat with force, he said, "Fei Chengyu really didn't hit me or cause me any personal injury, otherwise I won't be able to go to the hospital afterward? It’s really so exciting, I can’t even remember this.”
Luo Wenzhou looked at Fei Du in surprise for a while: "When did 'trauma' refer to physical trauma in particular, classmate Fei Du, tell the truth, have you passed the final exam—it's okay, I won't laugh at you for the make-up exam."
"I don't have the problem of spiritual trauma," Fei Du leaned back slightly and raised his eyebrows slightly, "You should feel that my ability to communicate is very poor, there is almost no empathy and sympathy, and there is a lack of The sense of shame and fear is also slower than the average person, and the autonomic nervous reaction activity related to anxiety is weak - if you add high aggression, it is basically no different from Fei Chengyu, I don't really imagine him, so I used electric shocks later. The qiáng line has been corrected."
Luo Wenzhou felt that he had finally encountered his core problem, and for a moment looked at the handsome young man across from him in a stunned manner. Before that, he had always felt that Fei Du's occasional "bad evaluation" of himself was a form of anger, slander, or even a way to find unpleasantness when he had a bad heart, but he did not expect that in Fei Du's place, What he said was not a "bad evaluation", but an objective statement that seemed to state that he was "a nationality of different ages".
"...No," Luo Wenzhou said with some difficulty, "I didn't feel it."
Fei Du met his gaze, and suddenly for some reason, he regretted asking Luo Wenzhou to help him recall this incident, and Fei Du stood up abruptly: "If you really can't remember it, forget it, I'll go ask them if they have chased the driver, and recite it aloud. Since the attacker has surfaced, there are always traces to follow, and other methods are also a..."
Luo Wenzhou grabbed him, and at the same time, Fei Du's cell phone rang.
Fei Du: "Wait..."
Luo Wenzhou staggered him, hugged his waist from behind, and held down his hand that was going to answer the phone: "You said that when you broke into Fei Chengyu's basement for the first time, it was your mother who caught his attention. Li, after you took the opportunity to escape, why didn't you dare to see how he treated her?"
Fei Du's fingers trembled involuntarily.
Luo Wenzhou raised his hand and pressed against his chest: "You didn't save her, do you feel guilty? Is it uncomfortable? You have been suffering now, right? So you never think about it, you almost think you forgot. Fei Du, you really forgot. Yet?"
Fei Du made a subconscious effort: "I didn't..."
"Didn't you say that Fei Chengyu once let you watch when he was treating her?" Luo Wenzhou whispered in his ear, "You close the door, and you know what will happen to her, right? Tell me—"
Fei Du's phone ringing sound seemed to be out of tune, just like what he heard when he came home from school that weekend and saw her cold body. In an instant, he remembered a dream that seemed to be repeated many times: a woman suffocating With a livid face on the ground, he asked him, "Why didn't you save me?"
He struggled violently unconsciously, knocked over the tea set on the coffee table, the small porcelain cup rolled onto the hard floor, and smashed to the ground together with the hot water. The sound of shattering bones overlapped with his memory—
He was dragged out of the small cupboard under the bookcase, and then he heard the woman's screams. The expensive china was shattered on the floor. Fei Chengyu grabbed her hair and wiped it from the shards all over the floor.The ground was dragged over, and a person next to him watched the farce indifferently.
He subconsciously took the tall guest as a bunker and hid behind him, the man lowered his head, smiled condescendingly at him, and even stroked his hair gently, he said, "Boy, justYou can't hide."
Fei Chengyu seemed to notice him, his bloodshot eyes looked at him, and Fei Du felt as if his heartbeat had been interrupted.
The familiar feeling of suffocation came up, and Fei Chengyu put the metal ring around his neck.
And this time, the other end is not the kitten and puppy he usually "trains", but——