Chapter 23 The Murder Case We've Been Involved Hasn't Ended
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Rou Bao Bu Chi Rou
a few days later.
Xie Qingcheng recovered from his illness.
That day, he and Xie Xue were eating in the canteen of Shanghai University. Xie Qingcheng saw the chicken soup and porridge in the bowl, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen He Yu for many days.And the circle of friends can't find any news belonging to that person.
He frowned, remembering He Yu's unusual behavior that day.
Xie Qingcheng is an extremely rational person, but he is not a completely ruthless person, not to mention he promised He Jiwei to look after He Yu for him.
So when Xie Xue came over with a plate and sat down opposite him, he asked her about He Yu's recent situation.
Unexpectedly, facing her brother's inquiry, Xie Xue opened her eyes wide: "Ah? You don't know? He asked for leave to go to Hangzhou to film, didn't he tell you?"
The chopsticks in Xie Qingcheng's hand paused: "Didn't he read the editor?"
"Hey, the time is very short. Playing a small supporting role saved a scene. I was caught by someone when I was buying breakfast at the school gate. He himself is also a little interested, and to put it bluntly, it's just his appearance. In the future, it's really hard to say whether it's in front of the stage or behind the scenes. Good. He is also a very self-motivated person, and he will not miss the opportunity to gain experience."
"...Why so suddenly."
"Isn't it because the male number five of the production team was originally scheduled to have a temporary situation. The actor originally selected was indeed from the acting class, but before the child entered the group, he was riding a bicycle and collided with a taxi at the school gate, and his face fell a lot. Several stitches were done. The production team was in a hurry to find someone to help them, and they found He Yu..."
Hearing what she said, Xie Qingcheng vaguely remembered the phone call He Yu made at his home that day, as if they were talking about this matter.
Xie Xuexu babbled: "But there is one thing that I find quite strange. I have seen this script. It is a particularly bad small web drama. His aesthetics should be contemptible, but he suddenly agreed. Despite the time It’s not long, his role only needs to go for about ten days, but I don’t know what he’s thinking... When I asked for leave, my mood was not very good. I talked to him, but he always ignored me .”
Xie Qingcheng listened with a serious expression on his face.
He recalled the perfunctory bandage on He Yu's wrist that day, the medicine bag in the hospital...
"Has He Yu him encountered any bad things recently?"
"No!" After the autumn outing, Xie Xue's condition has improved a lot for some reason, and she still has a moist feeling of peach blossoms in full bloom. She bit the ice cream spoon, hesitated after a while, and hesitated, "I don't know much about it either. ……I think should not be……"
Xie Qingcheng looked thoughtfully at Xie Xue, whose bright eyes seemed to be in a good mood.
He felt that she was very happy these two days. Ever since she came back from the trip, she often snapped back a bunch of messages with her mobile phone, without looking up for a long time.I don't even know who I'm talking to.
The same goes for Moments. She used to post something like "There is a new xx restaurant on xx Road, do you have any friends to pull the weeds together?" In the past two days, the art has become inexplicable, or some Xie Qingcheng frowning The excerpts of youth literature that I can’t understand, or some strange photos, such as a lake with two leaves, a shadow reflected on the wall was posted late last night, the lights are blurred, whose shadow can’t be seen clearly, it may be her My own, with the accompanying text: "Hey, little white hair."
Xie Qingcheng returned her reply at that time, and replied, "Who is Xiao Baimao?"
It took a long time for Xie Xue to answer: "A cute puppy."
Xie Qingcheng: "Don't post such meaningless things in Moments. Go to bed quickly."
Xie Xue returned him a smiling face with her tongue sticking out. After a while, Xie Qingcheng discovered that she had also changed her profile picture to a swan looking in another direction.
Thinking of these details, Xie Qingcheng asked: "What about you? Have you encountered any good things recently?"
Xie Xue blushed, turned her head, and continued to bite the spoon, carefully hiding a secret that happened during the autumn outing in her heart: "No, no."
Xie Qingcheng folded his arms and watched her body movements without saying a word, the details of her shy expression, his eyes gradually became deep and sharp.
"By the way, brother." Xie Xue seemed a little guilty under Xie Qingcheng's stare. She tried to change the subject, "I brought you and He Yu some special snacks during the autumn outing. Do you have anything to do on the weekend?"
"no, what happened."
"I...uh, it just so happens that there is a meeting at school that I can't leave, and the snacks are easy to spoil. If you don't have classes, go to Hangzhou for me to visit He Yu's class, and give him the things by the way."
Xie Qingcheng frowned, although he felt that Xie Xue seemed to be hiding something from him, but he didn't ask any more questions.
"Okay." He agreed, anyway, he wasn't very worried about He Yu's condition, so he could drop by the crew to check on the other party's mental condition.
This evening.
Outside the ruins of Chengkang Mental Hospital.
The yellow and white cordon was pulled, and when the wind blew, the warning tape trembled, and the scorched black land behind also raised debris and dust.A lot of citizens came here recently, some came to mourn with flowers, and some came purely for novelty, to see the excitement.
Among the shoulder-to-shoulder crowd was an unremarkable man in horn-rimmed glasses.The man huddled in the middle of the crowd, staring at the scorched earth of Chengkang Hospital, his slightly protruding eyeballs showed a contradictory expression of hesitation and panic.
"...Yes, they are all dead, and none of the higher-ups are alive."
"Could it be that Jiang Lanpei's resentful soul is demanding his life?"
"The woman wore a red dress when she died. I heard that this kind of ghost is the most powerful. No wonder the fire seemed to have eyes and burned to death those who cooperated with Liang Jicheng..."
"Ouch, clams are clamsels!"
Listening to the discussion of the crowd around him, the man with glasses trembled more and more. On such a hot day, he was sweating profusely, and his back was almost soaked.
He swallowed, turned around and went back——
He is going home.
His parents have been separated for a long time, and he lives with his father, who is also a member of the "organization".But in the property shared by his parents, in the old house he lived in when he was a child, there is a safe, and there is a stack of dusty documents in the cabinet, and the corners have been eaten away by moths.
That is Jiang Lanpei's real file.
His father once told him that if something happens to him, he should hand over this stack of documents to the police and surrender himself. Even if he goes to jail, it doesn't matter, at least he can save his life.
He is timid, and following his father is only a little bit of organization. The police came to his house to investigate that day, but he didn't dare to say anything. Looking at the death list in the newspaper, knowing this matter is by no means that simple.
He didn't want to die...he didn't want to be killed, he was terrified, desperate to get the contents of the safe, and then ran to the police station—
He used to be afraid of police sirens. In his nightmares, as long as there was a police car siren, he would sit up in fear, shaking like chaff.But now he finally realized belatedly that only the police could save him.
He thought this way, and after entering the villa group that was considered a high-end community 20 years ago, he started to run wildly. He was terrified, afraid that "those people" would catch up to him, and he was also afraid that Jiang Lanpei's ghost would catch up. he.
The bright red flame tongue, the bright red ghost skirt.
"Ah... ah!!!"
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. As he ran, he couldn't help screaming, urinated, and his glasses couldn't hang on his greasy nose.
He rushed into the garden of the old villa, and broke into the door at once——
He was so scared that he didn't even realize why the door of this old house, which had been abandoned for more than ten years, was not locked, but the door was only ajar...
The man with glasses was in a mess, he rushed to the basement panting, the decayed floor looked like a corpse of a patient who died in Chengkang Hospital, he sighed heavily under his feet, his spirit was about to collapse, his lips were trembling uncontrollably controlled.
Help……
Help……
With a "bang", the door of the basement was also knocked open by him, and he rushed to the safe in a hurry.
He remembered the password. Although his father was wretched and lustful, he was often looked down upon by his strong mother when he was young. Later, the two divorced, but the password was actually his mother's birthday.
Thinking back, his mother also liked to perm her curly hair and wear red dresses when she was young. At that time, Hong Kong style was popular, and many beautiful women liked to dress up like Hong Kong stars in pictorials.The most fashionable is the big wave big red dress.
The man with the eyes trembled and turned the knob, once, twice...
"Click."
The door of the safe opened.
He stretched his hand in—!
After a few seconds, his whole body trembled violently, almost convulsed, as if he had been electrified.
Gone! !
That pile of information! !Gone! ! !
Impossible... how is it possible...
In the midst of despair and panic, he suddenly felt something warm, ticking, land between his eyebrows.
All the bones in his body seemed to be fleeing in all directions, but he was still trapped by the skin, so he could only stay in his body in despair.
Tick.
Again.
Another drop of something warm, this time on his lips.
fishy.
The eyeballs of the man in glasses were bulging, panting violently, and slowly, with distorted facial features, he raised his face——
He saw a woman.
A woman died on the stairs, holding a gun in her hand, her brain was punctured, blood flowed all over the place, her damaged eyes could barely make out, and the eyeballs were facing his. Look at the direction.
The woman looked suicidal, but the man with glasses knew it was definitely not.
Because it was his—
"Mom ..." The glasses man shouted in a loud voice. I don't know if it is extreme fear or extreme sadness, "Mom !!! Mom !!! Ah !!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
His mother doesn't live here... His mother hasn't been here for more than ten years...
Does she also know this stack of files?Does she also want to get this stack of files to protect her son?
The man in glasses collapsed, and fell limply to the ground, his face was covered with tears, snot, sweat, and plasma, and he wailed like a beast, and he didn't know what he was shouting at the end.
Then, he heard footsteps behind him, high heels.
"Da da da."
Wearing special, the most high-tech anti-reconnaissance shoe covers, the man in glasses felt something hard on the back of his head before he could turn his head.
A woman's voice sang softly behind him: "Throw it, throw it, throw the handkerchief, put it gently behind the kid, don't tell him..."
The yellowed file bag was handed to him from behind by the man.
The slightly hot breath was on the side of the ear of the man with glasses, and the visitor said softly, "Are you looking for this?"
"……you……"
The man with glasses didn't dare to turn his head, his teeth were chattering.
"So is your mother."
"..."
"Your old man is a timid hamster, he is too disloyal to the boss, and he still hides this kind of thing at home." The woman whispered Rulan in his ear, "It's too wrong...he thinks the boss is not do you know?"
"You, who are you..."
The woman smiled: "An unfaithful person, what answer do you want to know?"
"..."
"Ask in hell."
These were the last words the man with glasses heard.
After a few seconds.
"boom!!"
A gunshot shook the dust from the basement.
The woman avoided the black and red plasma, and dealt with the scene indifferently. Then she lowered her eyes, looked at Jiang Lanpei's files alone for a while, and then walked out of the deserted old building without looking back...
Xie Qingcheng recovered from his illness.
That day, he and Xie Xue were eating in the canteen of Shanghai University. Xie Qingcheng saw the chicken soup and porridge in the bowl, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen He Yu for many days.And the circle of friends can't find any news belonging to that person.
He frowned, remembering He Yu's unusual behavior that day.
Xie Qingcheng is an extremely rational person, but he is not a completely ruthless person, not to mention he promised He Jiwei to look after He Yu for him.
So when Xie Xue came over with a plate and sat down opposite him, he asked her about He Yu's recent situation.
Unexpectedly, facing her brother's inquiry, Xie Xue opened her eyes wide: "Ah? You don't know? He asked for leave to go to Hangzhou to film, didn't he tell you?"
The chopsticks in Xie Qingcheng's hand paused: "Didn't he read the editor?"
"Hey, the time is very short. Playing a small supporting role saved a scene. I was caught by someone when I was buying breakfast at the school gate. He himself is also a little interested, and to put it bluntly, it's just his appearance. In the future, it's really hard to say whether it's in front of the stage or behind the scenes. Good. He is also a very self-motivated person, and he will not miss the opportunity to gain experience."
"...Why so suddenly."
"Isn't it because the male number five of the production team was originally scheduled to have a temporary situation. The actor originally selected was indeed from the acting class, but before the child entered the group, he was riding a bicycle and collided with a taxi at the school gate, and his face fell a lot. Several stitches were done. The production team was in a hurry to find someone to help them, and they found He Yu..."
Hearing what she said, Xie Qingcheng vaguely remembered the phone call He Yu made at his home that day, as if they were talking about this matter.
Xie Xuexu babbled: "But there is one thing that I find quite strange. I have seen this script. It is a particularly bad small web drama. His aesthetics should be contemptible, but he suddenly agreed. Despite the time It’s not long, his role only needs to go for about ten days, but I don’t know what he’s thinking... When I asked for leave, my mood was not very good. I talked to him, but he always ignored me .”
Xie Qingcheng listened with a serious expression on his face.
He recalled the perfunctory bandage on He Yu's wrist that day, the medicine bag in the hospital...
"Has He Yu him encountered any bad things recently?"
"No!" After the autumn outing, Xie Xue's condition has improved a lot for some reason, and she still has a moist feeling of peach blossoms in full bloom. She bit the ice cream spoon, hesitated after a while, and hesitated, "I don't know much about it either. ……I think should not be……"
Xie Qingcheng looked thoughtfully at Xie Xue, whose bright eyes seemed to be in a good mood.
He felt that she was very happy these two days. Ever since she came back from the trip, she often snapped back a bunch of messages with her mobile phone, without looking up for a long time.I don't even know who I'm talking to.
The same goes for Moments. She used to post something like "There is a new xx restaurant on xx Road, do you have any friends to pull the weeds together?" In the past two days, the art has become inexplicable, or some Xie Qingcheng frowning The excerpts of youth literature that I can’t understand, or some strange photos, such as a lake with two leaves, a shadow reflected on the wall was posted late last night, the lights are blurred, whose shadow can’t be seen clearly, it may be her My own, with the accompanying text: "Hey, little white hair."
Xie Qingcheng returned her reply at that time, and replied, "Who is Xiao Baimao?"
It took a long time for Xie Xue to answer: "A cute puppy."
Xie Qingcheng: "Don't post such meaningless things in Moments. Go to bed quickly."
Xie Xue returned him a smiling face with her tongue sticking out. After a while, Xie Qingcheng discovered that she had also changed her profile picture to a swan looking in another direction.
Thinking of these details, Xie Qingcheng asked: "What about you? Have you encountered any good things recently?"
Xie Xue blushed, turned her head, and continued to bite the spoon, carefully hiding a secret that happened during the autumn outing in her heart: "No, no."
Xie Qingcheng folded his arms and watched her body movements without saying a word, the details of her shy expression, his eyes gradually became deep and sharp.
"By the way, brother." Xie Xue seemed a little guilty under Xie Qingcheng's stare. She tried to change the subject, "I brought you and He Yu some special snacks during the autumn outing. Do you have anything to do on the weekend?"
"no, what happened."
"I...uh, it just so happens that there is a meeting at school that I can't leave, and the snacks are easy to spoil. If you don't have classes, go to Hangzhou for me to visit He Yu's class, and give him the things by the way."
Xie Qingcheng frowned, although he felt that Xie Xue seemed to be hiding something from him, but he didn't ask any more questions.
"Okay." He agreed, anyway, he wasn't very worried about He Yu's condition, so he could drop by the crew to check on the other party's mental condition.
This evening.
Outside the ruins of Chengkang Mental Hospital.
The yellow and white cordon was pulled, and when the wind blew, the warning tape trembled, and the scorched black land behind also raised debris and dust.A lot of citizens came here recently, some came to mourn with flowers, and some came purely for novelty, to see the excitement.
Among the shoulder-to-shoulder crowd was an unremarkable man in horn-rimmed glasses.The man huddled in the middle of the crowd, staring at the scorched earth of Chengkang Hospital, his slightly protruding eyeballs showed a contradictory expression of hesitation and panic.
"...Yes, they are all dead, and none of the higher-ups are alive."
"Could it be that Jiang Lanpei's resentful soul is demanding his life?"
"The woman wore a red dress when she died. I heard that this kind of ghost is the most powerful. No wonder the fire seemed to have eyes and burned to death those who cooperated with Liang Jicheng..."
"Ouch, clams are clamsels!"
Listening to the discussion of the crowd around him, the man with glasses trembled more and more. On such a hot day, he was sweating profusely, and his back was almost soaked.
He swallowed, turned around and went back——
He is going home.
His parents have been separated for a long time, and he lives with his father, who is also a member of the "organization".But in the property shared by his parents, in the old house he lived in when he was a child, there is a safe, and there is a stack of dusty documents in the cabinet, and the corners have been eaten away by moths.
That is Jiang Lanpei's real file.
His father once told him that if something happens to him, he should hand over this stack of documents to the police and surrender himself. Even if he goes to jail, it doesn't matter, at least he can save his life.
He is timid, and following his father is only a little bit of organization. The police came to his house to investigate that day, but he didn't dare to say anything. Looking at the death list in the newspaper, knowing this matter is by no means that simple.
He didn't want to die...he didn't want to be killed, he was terrified, desperate to get the contents of the safe, and then ran to the police station—
He used to be afraid of police sirens. In his nightmares, as long as there was a police car siren, he would sit up in fear, shaking like chaff.But now he finally realized belatedly that only the police could save him.
He thought this way, and after entering the villa group that was considered a high-end community 20 years ago, he started to run wildly. He was terrified, afraid that "those people" would catch up to him, and he was also afraid that Jiang Lanpei's ghost would catch up. he.
The bright red flame tongue, the bright red ghost skirt.
"Ah... ah!!!"
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. As he ran, he couldn't help screaming, urinated, and his glasses couldn't hang on his greasy nose.
He rushed into the garden of the old villa, and broke into the door at once——
He was so scared that he didn't even realize why the door of this old house, which had been abandoned for more than ten years, was not locked, but the door was only ajar...
The man with glasses was in a mess, he rushed to the basement panting, the decayed floor looked like a corpse of a patient who died in Chengkang Hospital, he sighed heavily under his feet, his spirit was about to collapse, his lips were trembling uncontrollably controlled.
Help……
Help……
With a "bang", the door of the basement was also knocked open by him, and he rushed to the safe in a hurry.
He remembered the password. Although his father was wretched and lustful, he was often looked down upon by his strong mother when he was young. Later, the two divorced, but the password was actually his mother's birthday.
Thinking back, his mother also liked to perm her curly hair and wear red dresses when she was young. At that time, Hong Kong style was popular, and many beautiful women liked to dress up like Hong Kong stars in pictorials.The most fashionable is the big wave big red dress.
The man with the eyes trembled and turned the knob, once, twice...
"Click."
The door of the safe opened.
He stretched his hand in—!
After a few seconds, his whole body trembled violently, almost convulsed, as if he had been electrified.
Gone! !
That pile of information! !Gone! ! !
Impossible... how is it possible...
In the midst of despair and panic, he suddenly felt something warm, ticking, land between his eyebrows.
All the bones in his body seemed to be fleeing in all directions, but he was still trapped by the skin, so he could only stay in his body in despair.
Tick.
Again.
Another drop of something warm, this time on his lips.
fishy.
The eyeballs of the man in glasses were bulging, panting violently, and slowly, with distorted facial features, he raised his face——
He saw a woman.
A woman died on the stairs, holding a gun in her hand, her brain was punctured, blood flowed all over the place, her damaged eyes could barely make out, and the eyeballs were facing his. Look at the direction.
The woman looked suicidal, but the man with glasses knew it was definitely not.
Because it was his—
"Mom ..." The glasses man shouted in a loud voice. I don't know if it is extreme fear or extreme sadness, "Mom !!! Mom !!! Ah !!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
His mother doesn't live here... His mother hasn't been here for more than ten years...
Does she also know this stack of files?Does she also want to get this stack of files to protect her son?
The man in glasses collapsed, and fell limply to the ground, his face was covered with tears, snot, sweat, and plasma, and he wailed like a beast, and he didn't know what he was shouting at the end.
Then, he heard footsteps behind him, high heels.
"Da da da."
Wearing special, the most high-tech anti-reconnaissance shoe covers, the man in glasses felt something hard on the back of his head before he could turn his head.
A woman's voice sang softly behind him: "Throw it, throw it, throw the handkerchief, put it gently behind the kid, don't tell him..."
The yellowed file bag was handed to him from behind by the man.
The slightly hot breath was on the side of the ear of the man with glasses, and the visitor said softly, "Are you looking for this?"
"……you……"
The man with glasses didn't dare to turn his head, his teeth were chattering.
"So is your mother."
"..."
"Your old man is a timid hamster, he is too disloyal to the boss, and he still hides this kind of thing at home." The woman whispered Rulan in his ear, "It's too wrong...he thinks the boss is not do you know?"
"You, who are you..."
The woman smiled: "An unfaithful person, what answer do you want to know?"
"..."
"Ask in hell."
These were the last words the man with glasses heard.
After a few seconds.
"boom!!"
A gunshot shook the dust from the basement.
The woman avoided the black and red plasma, and dealt with the scene indifferently. Then she lowered her eyes, looked at Jiang Lanpei's files alone for a while, and then walked out of the deserted old building without looking back...
