Chapter 158

According to Aino, the reason why Song Shengsheng was working at Chen Kee Bakery at the time was because the doctor who gave him psychotherapy suggested that he try to contact society for restorative treatment. But now that Song Shengsheng chose to commit suicide, even if Xing Conglian was not proficient in psychology, he felt that the psychiatrist's level must be very problematic.

And a prophecy is probably what he said.

Even before the police completed the on-site investigation, the police officers who had just come upstairs whispered that there were many people coming downstairs. Of course, the first one was the reporter who heard the news. Song Shengsheng's fans also came to many people. A psychiatrist is said to have arrived.

They didn't even have to go downstairs to turn on the TV, and the live broadcast at the entrance of Yongchuan Baolihao Hotel caught their eyes.

Compared to when they came, the vehicles downstairs had grown exponentially, and all kinds of lights were shining, reflecting the dawn into day.

Xing Conglian glanced at Lin Chen with some worry, but Lin Chen just watched with a cold face and arms, without saying a word.

"Breaking news!" The female reporter stood in front of a police car with a serious expression, "This reporter just got the news that the famous singer Song Shengsheng, who was wrongfully imprisoned for eight years and suffered in the previous stage, is in the Yongchuan Baolihao Hotel behind me. He committed suicide. Next, we will interview Mr. Song Shengsheng's manager, Mr. Aino, the current general manager of Yasheng Performing Arts Company."

As the reporter's camera shifted, Aino's figure appeared in the live broadcast.

"Mr. Aino, did Sang Sang really commit suicide?"

Aino looked sad, his suit was full of folds, he covered his mouth and nose with his hands, and nodded dejectedly towards the camera.

"How is this possible? Isn't Mr. Song Shengsheng's fan meeting going to be held soon!" the reporter shouted, "Do you know the reason why Mr. Song Shengsheng chose to commit suicide before the fan meeting?"

Aino shook his head, as if reluctant to answer the question.

"Mr. Aino, both the public and fans need your answer." The reporter insisted.

"Because of some psychological reasons." Aino replied reluctantly.

"Can you know what the psychological problem is?"

"It's depression."

At this moment, a peaceful voice sounded behind Aino, and the cameraman hurriedly aimed the camera at the person who came.

It was a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses. His clothes were neat and his expression was meticulous. He was very scholarly.

"excuse me, you are?"

"I'm Song Shengsheng's psychiatrist, my surname is Tan."

The reporter was a little excited. She didn't expect her question to be answered: "Hello Dr. Tan, can you elaborate on Mr. Song Shengsheng's condition?"

"It is about the patient's privacy, and it is inconvenient for me to disclose the specific situation, but I am very sorry. He finally made this choice."

"But isn't the fan meeting of Shengsheng going to be held soon!"

"Yes, it has always been his wish to meet fans again. Although he has been doing very difficult and difficult psychological struggles, he still has not overcome mental illness. I regret that."

"But Mr. Aino didn't say before that Shengsheng has reconnected with society under your guidance. He has recovered well, and he can even hold a fan meeting. How can he suddenly be unable to overcome depression?"

"The reason for this is very complicated, but Mr. Aino has always wanted to keep the sound away from the disturbance, but we didn't do that, and I apologize."

Looking at the solemn and serious face of the psychiatrist on TV, Xing Conglian looked at the people beside him. Lin Chen still stood with his arms crossed, he rarely rubbed his chin with his knuckles, looking very irritable.

"Aino's fox tail is exposed." He said to Lin Chen, "and what does it mean, 'I can't keep the sound away from the disturbance'?"

He didn't know how these words hit Lin Chen. Before he could finish his words, Lin Chen ran out of the room and rushed to the elevator entrance, and then desperately pressed the elevator down button. When Xing Conglian went out, the elevator door just opened. Kan squeezed into the elevator: "What do you want to do?" he asked.

"Defend yourself." The floor descended quickly, Lin Chen said, "A few days ago, Xiangye accused the media of being too concerned about Song Shengsheng's privacy, but now that Shengsheng is dead, he actually called a psychiatrist generously. Analyzing Sheng Sheng's mental illness, and even if he really wanted to put the blame for Sheng Sheng's death on us, what does this mean?"

"Prove that Ai Ye has never been sincere to Song Shengsheng." He replied.

Lin Chen nodded, his eyes were so firm, although Xing Conglian thought, if it was Lin Chen, he must be blaming himself for not seeing Aino's impure motives earlier, but his eyes at that time seemed to be saying: Go down and hold on until the end.

The elevator descended quickly. When they walked out of the elevator, the psychiatrist and Aino were answering questions from reporters about Song Shengsheng's condition.

I don't know what the two said in front of the media reporters, but when Lin Chen rushed out of the hotel lobby, he finally became the protagonist under the spotlight.

The flash came.

"Mr. Lin Chen, what do you think of what Mr. Aino said?"

"Do you really keep harassing Mr. Song Shengsheng?"

"For what purpose do you have to meet a victim of sexual assault?"

"Do you regret doing the live broadcast?"

"Mr. Aino accused you of revealing his painful past to the public without the consent of Mr. Song Shengsheng, which made him finally unbearable and chose to commit suicide. What do you think of this matter?"

Xing Conglian wanted to step forward to stop it, but it was too late. Lin Chen had already been targeted by all the media cameras. Just when Xing Conglian thought that Lin Chenhui refused to be interviewed, he said, "Come one by one."

"What did you say?" The reporters were stunned.

"I said I'll answer your questions one by one." Lin Chen calmly stood in the media spotlight, "You asked me what I thought of what Mr. Aino just said, although I was going downstairs just now and didn't know what he said. What, but I can guess from your questions that Mr. Aino and this doctor Tan must have been explaining the reason for Sang Sang's suicide just now, right?"

The reporter nodded.

"First of all, the police did not make any judgment on the cause of Mr. Song Shengsheng's death. Now, an agent and a psychiatrist told you that he died of suicide. Do you think this seems normal?"

Xing Conglian could clearly see that Aino and the doctor's face darkened for a while. When it comes to fighting, Lin Chenzhen has never lost anyone.

"Secondly." Lin Chen turned to look at the psychiatrist, "I don't know where your qualifications come from, but anyone who has read psychological counseling knows that protecting patients' privacy always comes first. I've never seen a psychiatrist explain his patient's psychological problems to the media with great fanfare after a patient's death."

"Are you guilty, Consultant Lin?" Ai Ye suddenly said, "Are you trying to stop us?"

"No." Hearing this, Lin Chen took a half step back, turned to look at Ai Ye, and showed a cold smile: "But I suddenly want to ask a question, did Song Shengsheng's death catch you by surprise, right? "

Ai Ye was stunned for a moment, the kind of panic that was poked at the center for an extremely short period of time could not escape Lin Chen's sight, Lin Chen didn't even listen to his last answer, but said clearly: "Thank you, I understand. "

Xing Cong and Lin Chen turned back to the hotel.

In fact, Lin Chen's last question can hardly be regarded as a meaningful question. Song Shengsheng committed suicide suddenly. Of course, Aino, who was an agent, was caught off guard, which was normal.

However, Xiangye's reaction still allowed them to delete a possibility: Xiangye did not force Song Shengsheng to commit suicide, Song Shengsheng died voluntarily.

After Lin Chen avoided the camera, he leaned against the door of the stairwell and said to him, "Light a cigarette, Xing Conglian."

Xing Conglian did not ask why, but took out a cigarette case and lit a cigarette.

Lin Chen took a deep breath of the cigarette in the air, but said in a very calm tone: "Look, now our speculation has come true, and there is indeed something wrong with Aino, we can reverse the motivation from his behavior. I came to a psychiatrist to explain the reason for Song Shengsheng's suicide, and even wanted to put the blame on me. It seems like trying to cover up the real reason for Song Shengsheng's suicide in front of the public, so what do you think the real reason would be?"

"For whatever reason, Aino imprisoned Song Shengsheng so that he could not speak. Song Shengsheng chose to commit suicide in order to get rid of him."

Lin Chen lowered his head and nodded with difficulty.

Xing Conglian thought about it and said, "But there is still a problem with your speculation. Even if Aino imprisoned Song Shengsheng, Song Shengsheng has countless opportunities to ask for help. Why didn't he ask for help?"

"Yeah, this problem actually happened in the past. Song Shengsheng silently endured Li Jingtian's torture. Even after being falsely accused by the other party, he didn't defend himself, let alone accuse the other party of rape. Why is this?"

"There is a lot of darkness."

Xing Conglian said so.

"So, we have to start over to investigate this case again." Lin Chen said to him.

Thinking of the cruel scars on Song Shengsheng's neck, Xing Conglian suddenly said, "I suddenly feel that the reason why he chose to cut his throat to die is just trying to direct us to Li Jingtian?"

【two】

Lin Chen always had an inexplicable feeling, although Song Shengsheng never said a word to him, although Song Shengsheng always said that he didn't want to see him again, he always felt that Song Shengsheng didn't actually hate him, and Song Shengsheng always seemed to have something to tell him.

If Xing Conglian guessed correctly, if Song Shengsheng really wanted him to find Li Jingtian, he would definitely do what he wanted.

The arrival time of the escorted Li Jingtian flight will be at 10:00 am on June 1.

The sky on the tarmac is towering, and the waiting hall is crowded with people.

The big screen at the airport was playing the news of Song Shengsheng's suicide in a loop. Aino stood in front of the Baolihao Hotel and announced to all fans in pain that the fan meeting originally scheduled for 1:00 pm had to be cancelled.

Everyone around them is looking up at the news, and many travelers are sighing.

But Lin Chen just stared in the direction of the exit, how he hoped that Song Shengsheng could see Li Jingtian standing on the trial seat to be tried with his own eyes, but it is a pity that Li Jingtian is still alive, but Song Shengsheng is dead.

Just for this reason, he didn't believe that Song Shengsheng would commit suicide due to depression on the day when Li Jingtian was escorted to China.

You haven't returned to the stage, and you haven't gotten your revenge. Even if you die, you should die after fulfilling your wish.

The flight landed and the sign turned green.

From a distance away, Lin Chen saw Li Jingtian's inhuman face at first glance.

Li Jingtian, who has been in prison for more than ten days, no longer looks like the noble son of the past. His back is slightly curved, and there is no disguise on his face. There is no decent smile and humble expression on his face, and there is not even any person on his face. The look, that is completely an ugly body that came from hell and was full of malice.

When he saw him, Li Jingtian smiled slightly, and he said, "Consultant Lin, so you care about me so much, and you came to pick me up specially, do you want to be fucked by me?"

Lin Chen waved his hand and punched him without hesitation, Li Jingtian stroked the corner of his mouth and laughed happily.

Xing Conglian greeted the guards who escorted Li Jingtian, and they escorted the person directly to the airport interrogation room.

At the moment when the door was closed, Xing Conglian directly strangled Li Jingtian by the neck and pressed him on the table.

Xing Cong's hands were extremely strong, and Li Jingtian's face flushed red, but he still kept saying: "Captain Xing, are you jealous, then you have worked with Consultant Lin, is he very energetic when he gets up, he will Won't make the bed, will I give you oral sex, will I wrap my legs around your waist like a bitch, please hurry up?"

Listening to Li Jingtian's constant provocation of Xing Conglian's words, Lin Chen walked up to him, dragged a heavy iron chair, and sat down in front of him.

"Li Jingtian, Song Shengsheng died and committed suicide."

He said this to Li Jingtian.

Before he could finish his sentence, Li Jingtian laughed: "Really, that's great, I'll go to hell to find him soon, you let him escape faster."

If possible, Lin Chen doesn't want to say a word to Li Jingtian in his life, let alone let him tell Li Jingtian the news of Song Shengsheng's suicide.

This seems to be for him to confess to a criminal like Li Jingtian himself: Yes, you won.

But sometimes, there is not so much truth in the world, the so-called truth is just made up by people to find beliefs.

Lin Chen asked, "Do you know why he committed suicide?"

"Are you asking me for a lesson, Consultant Lin?" Li Jingtian's eyes were excited, "You give me oral sex once, and I'll tell you."

Xing Conglian's movements were even more forceful, Lin Chen glanced at him and motioned him not to kill people.

He raised his legs and leaned on the back of the chair, just looking at Li Jingtian coldly: "Okay, you don't need to use this language to attract my attention, I'm all on you now."

"My pleasure."

"Actually, you still haven't learned to be smart. You can't control yourself. I told you that Song Shengsheng committed suicide. You are not surprised. Why?"

Li Jingtian did not answer his question, but reached for the zipper of his pants.

"Antisocial personality disorder is not the same as exhibitionism, you don't want to lower your perverted style." He said, "Since you refuse to speak, then we can only continue to play. It doesn't matter if I ask you or not. It's always a guessing game."

Li Jingtian's face sank.

"Okay, let's just start from the beginning." Lin Chen didn't care about Li Jingtian's difficult posture at all, he just stared into his eyes and said to himself, "You controlled Song Shengsheng, repeatedly tortured him, raped him, this is It's an undeniable fact, you don't have to say you haven't done it, what I want to know is, how on earth did you do it?"

Li Jingtian smiled proudly: "He loves me!"

"We all know it's impossible, the Stockholm thing didn't happen to him, if he loved you, why did he choose to go to the police station after you were arrested to tell the story of your crime instead of jumping out and telling the world that he did it voluntarily of?"

Li Jingtian paused.

Lin Chen was stunned: "You also think it's strange, right? Yes, why does he dare to go to the police station to report the crime now, but he didn't report it nine years ago?" He observed Li Jingtian's expression and continued, "Your The reaction tells me that you also think it's strange that he chose to acquiesce after being falsely accused by you and never mentioned to the police that you raped him, right?"

"That's why he loves me miserably, and would rather go to jail than sue me."

Lin Chen ignored Li Jingtian at all, and he continued: "I think, at the earliest, you should have threatened him with your sex videos or something to succumb to you. I can barely understand him not reporting the case, but later, he was arrested. You framed him, and he has no way to retreat. Why didn't he tell the police the truth? However, since you don't know the reason why he chose to remain silent, then it can be inferred that the one who shut him up was not you, but maybe Someone else."

Li Jingtian's face was gloomy and uncertain.

Lin Chen said indifferently: "You may not know, rather than provoking me, telling me what happened to him can torture me more, so Li Jingtian, do you want to see my pain, tell me what happened back then?"