Chapter 14 Chapter Thirteen

In the detention center room, Li Zhihao lay face down quietly on the ground.On his head, a blood hole the size of a fist was still intermittently bubbling bright red blood and gray brains.The room was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the wall next to the window was splattered with shocking blood.In the center of the wall, a portrait of a human face drawn with a ballpoint pen is particularly eye-catching.The face is like a full moon, the beautiful eyes of Danfeng, the small cherry mouth... Seeing this, everyone felt a chill down their backs.
"Let's talk about your second uncle first. According to my investigation, the old man is really a fortune teller. It is precisely because of this that his language is particularly provocative. The old tea drinker and a man nicknamed Monkey are exactly It was because of his fascination, so they played the story of the bandit woman to the fullest, which caused a bad influence among the surrounding people." Lao Bi glanced at Li Zhihao and said, "This old gentleman, you started it." Reinforcements'?"

Li Zhihao was silent for a while, his expression was a bit painful, but then he spoke honestly—— After killing Wu Ruping, I once went back to my hometown—you may already know that my hometown is in a small village in Niubei Mountain. My parents are no longer there, but a second uncle still lives there.My second uncle is a widowed old man who has made a living by telling fortunes to others for many years. I visit him several times a year and send him some food and supplies.When I went this time, the second uncle saw that I was disturbed and asked me what happened.I didn't say it at first, but my second uncle often told fortunes to people, and his ability to read words and emotions was very unusual. He said that something must be wrong with me, and it must be a big deal.I was startled, and thought it would be better to tell him, he would love me if he beat my second uncle, and he would definitely not tell me about me.So, I told him exactly what happened to kill Wu Ruping.

The second uncle was stunned and didn't react for a long time. Later, he picked up the walking stick and slapped me hard, scolding me as he slapped: "You boy, you are still so stupid even in middle age, don't you treat me like that?" Are you pushing yourself to a dead end?" While smoking, the second uncle couldn't stop the tears streaming down his face.In this world, I am his only family member. If the case is solved and I am arrested by the police, the only thing waiting for me is death. At that time, no relatives will come to see him. "Second Uncle, I have already blamed a young man in my work unit for the disaster." I said, telling him the story of the beautiful face and everything I did after the murder.

"It seems that that young man took the blame for you." The second uncle was a little relieved. This afternoon, my second uncle and I talked a lot. We have never talked so much before. Second uncle helped me analyze this case in detail with his rich life experience and his own unique psychological knowledge. To ensure everything is safe, the case must be complicated. "By the way, what did you say that woman went to the mountain for the first time?" Second Uncle asked. "Later I heard from her that she went up to the mountain that day to sacrifice to one of her great-aunts. That great-aunt was snatched up the mountain by bandits, but no one came to redeem her, so the great-aunt became the wife of the bandit leader. Later, the cottage was breached by officers and soldiers, and the great-aunt and the bandits were all killed on the mountain. When she was young, after hearing this story from the older generation, she felt that the grand-aunt was too pitiful, so she swore in her heart: One day, we must go to offer sacrifices to this poor grand-aunt."

"So that's what happened!" The second uncle rolled his eyes twice, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth involuntarily, "Zhihao, I don't know how many times I told you the story of the bandits in Niubei Mountain when you were young. The woman you killed has something to do with the bandit woman, so we can make a fuss about it." "How to write an article?" "Don't worry about this, leave this matter to uncle." The second uncle said, "Zhihao, you have to be very careful during this period, and don't be careless. After this period of time passes, the case will be resolved." It will be over."

"Second Uncle, you are so old, you have to take care of your health. I don't care anyway. If the police solve the case, I will pay for my life." "Don't talk nonsense, my uncle still wants to rely on you to take care of me. Besides, you don't have any children yet, so the incense of your Li family can't be broken in your hands!" The second uncle broke down in tears. "Second uncle—" I hugged my second uncle's thin body and burst into tears... "So, you were also inspired by your second uncle when you concocted that ghost post later?" Xiao Chen asked.

"Yes, after I came back from my hometown, the more I thought about it, the more I felt that what my second uncle said made sense. If Wu Ruping was connected with the bandit woman who was killed eighty years ago, it would make people feel weird and mysterious. It caused a lot of trouble for the police. Although the second uncle promised to help me do it, I knew that what he said would only cause riots among some ordinary citizens, and it would have no effect on the police and people who do not believe in ghosts and gods. So I used my brain and searched for information about the bandits on Niubei Mountain on the Internet. One day, I searched through Google English, and accidentally found a group of photos introducing western China on a foreign website. The poster said that his grandfather Johnson When I was young, I went to western China and took a lot of photos, including a group of photos that reflected the execution of bandits by officers and soldiers. The place marked on it was Niubei Mountain, and coincidentally, the bandit woman in the photo was the same as Wu Ruping They are very similar, especially the shape of the face and eyes, they are carved out of the same mold."

"But the photos on this website were later deleted by the poster himself. You copied the photos, probably before that?" "Yes, after I copied the photos, I replied back later. I thought the photos of the bandits' heads were too bloody and terrifying, so I replied: It is bloody. I will go to that website again after two days I went to look and found that group of photos had been deleted.” Li Zhihao said, “At that time, I got this group of photos as a treasure, and I thought that if I linked them with the murder case in Fuhao Community and posted them on the Internet, it would definitely make people Many people who don’t believe in ghosts and gods are also confused. However, when I was about to post it on the website forum, I suddenly thought of a question: If the police track down the ID of my post, wouldn’t I be exposed?”

"Because you didn't want to expose yourself, you sent a mysterious e-mail to Zhang Tian. How could you think of using Zhang Tian? If he ignores the e-mail after receiving it, isn't your hard work in vain?" "Probably not, I know he will definitely pay attention to the emails I send him. Let's put it this way, in the chemical plant, although I am just an ordinary middle-level management cadre, I have relatively many dealings with the employees. Everyone eats and drinks. I am in charge of Lazard, logistics support, labor insurance distribution, etc. I have been with the employees for a long time, and I have a general understanding of which employees have hobbies, personality characteristics, etc. Zhang Tian has always wanted to be a writer , I have been writing ghost stories non-stop for the past few years, I know that if I provide these materials to him, he will be overjoyed and will post them on the Internet soon."

"How did you get Zhang Tian's email address?" Xiao Li interjected. "In the factory, employees who have business trips are required to leave detailed contact information, including mobile phone numbers, email addresses, and QQ, so that they can be easily contacted when they are on business trips. So I easily found Zhang Tian's email address and sent Those photos and texts were sent to him. The next day I searched online and found that he had posted them in a forum of the provincial news network. But after a few days, those photos and texts were no longer available..."

Just as he was talking, Zhu Datou opened the door and came in, and whispered something to Lao Bi.Lao Bi nodded and hurried out together with him. Li Zhihao was escorted by two policemen and left the interrogation room. That night, the interrogation of Li Zhihao continued. "If Wu Ruping was killed by you by mistake, then you also bear the inescapable responsibility for Wang Xiaocong's death. In terms of nature, he was also murdered by you." Lao Bi shook his head, "You used that beauty's head to plant Framed, coupled with Wang Xiaocong's weakness of character, you have broken his will in one fell swoop, and even if he doesn't commit suicide, he may have a mental breakdown like Zhang Tian." Li Zhihao lowered his head and remained silent. "These two people are fine, but you shouldn't attack Li Zheng and the others, and continue to sink deeper and deeper into the abyss of crime." Lao Bi said, "Next, you have to explain how you killed Li Zheng. of." "I didn't kill Li Zheng, I never did anything like that." Li Zhihao denied it. "Even if you didn't kill Li Zheng, the crimes you committed before are enough to pay for your life, but we need to clarify the facts and return the complete truth of the case." Zhu Datou said, "I advise you to be honest and cooperate with us to settle the matter." Make it clear." "I did not kill Li Zheng, he jumped to his death by himself." Li Zhihao said calmly. "Well, since you insist on not admitting it, let me tell you my reasons." Old Bi took a puff of cigarette and said, "First of all, I want to explain that Li Zheng did not commit suicide by jumping off a building. There are three main reasons for his suicide. : First, some of the wounds and sores on Li Zheng's body do not seem to be caused by jumping from a building, especially a lump on the back of his head, which can be seen at a glance that he was hit by a hard object such as a hammer. First, this wound is the real cause of Li Zheng's death; second, the posture of the corpse landing on the ground is also a bit weird. Under normal circumstances, a soft living body falls from a height, and a stiff dead body falls from a height. There are obvious differences in the postures of the two after landing. According to my experience, Li Zheng obviously belongs to the latter; third, the rust on the iron railings of the watchtower shows that there is a relatively large contact between the body of the person who jumped from the building and the iron railings. area, and the friction between the two is relatively strong, so a large amount of rust will fall off. This obviously does not conform to the conventional logic of jumping from a building, unless the person is completely unconscious or dead. Pushed down." Old Bi's analysis made Li Zhihao unable to calm down anymore. Sweat dripped from his hair and crawled on his face. "Next, let me talk about the reason why I doubt you. You may not have thought of it. It was the moment when I walked into your office that the spotless cleanliness of your office aroused my suspicion." As soon as Lao Bi finished speaking, not only Li Zhihao was surprised, and even Zhu Datou and the others showed surprise on their faces. "Actually, when I was inspecting Li Zheng's body and the surroundings of the watchtower, I kept thinking about a question: where did the murderer kill him? Obviously, the watchtower was not the first murder scene, because Li Zheng could not have gone there for no reason. Go up, let others beat his head. Later, when I was investigating, I went to the factory area, the single dormitory building and other places, and found nothing suspicious. Until I walked into your office, I found that the room was surprisingly clean Only then did I suddenly understand.” "Whether my office is clean or not, what does this mean?" Li Zhihao still refused to let go. "Okay, then let me tell you, when did you clean the office." Lao Bi narrowed his eyes slightly, "As far as I know, the day before Li Zheng was killed, the employees learned of Wang Xiaocong's suicide. , came to your office to ask for your opinion, because there are a lot of people coming in and out, your office looks dirty and messy, but you have been busy all day, and you don’t have time to clean up until you get off work— —I got confirmation of this from Xiao Sun, the director of the factory office, because he left the unit with you that day. On the day Li Zheng was killed, according to your own statement, you arrived around 11:00 in the morning On the mountain, just as you went up the mountain, you found Li Zheng's body, and then you hurriedly called the police and called other cadres, that is to say, it was impossible for you to clean the office that morning, and the only time you could clean the office was late at night Or in the early morning, and your purpose of cleaning the office is to eliminate the traces of murder left in the room." "Ah, so it is like this!" Xiao Chen and the others suddenly realized, "It turns out that the office was the first place where Li Zheng was killed. No wonder he cleaned the office at night to make it spotless." At this time, everyone looked at Li Zhihao again, and found that his face was ashen, and his body trembled slightly. "Yes, I did kill Li Zheng, but I was also forced. If I didn't kill him at that time, he might have confessed me." Li Zhihao said with trembling lips, "I did all this At that time, no one was aware of it, and I believe no one saw it, you, how did you know?" "If you want to be unknown, unless you do nothing about it." Lao Bi said, "If Li Zheng hadn't entered your office that night, you wouldn't have had the chance to kill him. However, he has already doubted you. It makes you very uneasy, I believe that one day, you will also kill him, right?" "Yes, among the more than ten bachelors in the single dormitory, Li is the one with the most brains and the most stable handling. His maturity and calmness sometimes make people feel scary, and no one else doubts me. He is the only one who has doubts about me, of course, I know his suspicions are justified." Li Zhihao said, "I stayed in Wang Xiaocong's house for one night after I was drunk, and I drew that head portrait. I think, Li Zheng later I may have noticed it, and when Wang Xiaocong was drawing his profile picture in the house that evening, I was peeping outside the window, and Li Zheng discovered it at that time... In short, I have a feeling that he has already developed doubts about me." "Just based on this feeling, you can kill someone?" Xiao Li thought it was inconceivable. "Of course it's not just these things. On the day he learned of Wang Xiaocong's suicide, he walked into my office and asked me a word out of the blue. It was that sentence that raised my vigilance." "What words?" "He said: 'Director Li, Wang Xiaocong has committed suicide. Do you think he is the murderer?' I said: 'Whether it is the murderer or not, the police have their own conclusions. Let's not guess randomly.' 'Really? Why do I think the murderer is otherwise? There's someone else." He didn't wait for my answer, and walked out on his own. At that time, I was stunned for a long time, thinking that something might be wrong, Li Zheng might have already set his sights on me, if I don't get rid of Get rid of him, he will report my situation to the police one day, and then it will be over. So, after returning home from get off work that day, after dinner, I sneaked back to the mountain in the dead of night, and lurked in my office come down." "How did you know that Li Zheng would come to your office that night?" "This may be a kind of intuition. I think that during the three days of vacation, Li Zheng will definitely take action. The biggest possibility is that he will sneak into my office to search. I have some things that are not convenient to leave at home. It’s not good if he takes it in the office.” "What are the things in your office that are not convenient to keep at home?" "Some reception bills, receipts for purchasing items, etc., it doesn't matter. The most important thing is that I have two diaries locked in the drawer of the office. One of them records the details of my relationship with Wu Ruping and my love for her. After killing Wu Ruping, I wanted to burn the diary, but in the end I was not willing to burn it—I was so stupid, I still kept the diary at that point..." "Don't talk about these things, please tell me what happened that night." Lao Bi waved his hand and said. Li Zhihao was silent for a full two minutes before raising his head and talking about the detailed process of killing Li Zheng that night. That night, I arrived on the mountain around eleven o'clock.When I walked into the office, I looked in the direction of the single dormitory building. As usual, the single dormitory building was dark and eerily quiet. Occasionally a light breeze blew by, and the leaves would rustle and rub against each other, which sounded unnerving. Creepy. The moment I touched the lock, I hesitated and put the key back in my pocket.If Li Zheng is coming tonight and my door is not locked, he will definitely be suspicious and dare not enter the house.I went around to the back of the office building, turned into the corridor through a small window in the bathroom, and then turned into my office through the window in the corridor. The office was filled with darkness and silence. Under the halo of the dim street lights outside, the bookcases, desks, chairs, file shelves, etc. were indistinct, like a group of wandering ghosts. My office is a suite, the larger one on the outside is used for office work, and the smaller room inside is mainly used for receiving visiting guests or as a temporary resting place.I went into the cabin, first lay down on the couch, then felt inappropriate, so I sat down under the coat rack - so that if someone entered the room, it would be impossible to find me without searching carefully. of. I was holding a hammer tightly in my hand. I secretly took it from the workshop to the office and hid it during the day. The hammer head was flat and weighed about four or five kilograms.I think if Li Zheng dared to sneak into the house, then I would give him a piece without hesitation.However, the thought of killing another innocent colleague made me feel a little ache in my heart.To be honest, I didn't want to kill anyone. Ever since I killed Wu Ruping by mistake, I felt like I was pushed onto a terrible track, sliding in the wrong direction involuntarily. In the conflict between tension and expectation, excitement and pain, an hour passed quickly, and the corridor was quiet without a single figure.Maybe Li Zheng won't come?My tense nerves relaxed, and gradually, drowsiness hit me like a heavy mountain. I yawned involuntarily, and fell asleep under the coat rack without knowing it. Not long after I fell asleep, the door of the office opened suddenly. I got up quickly and reached out to touch the hammer beside me, but I couldn't find it.Just when I was panicked, a figure slowly walked into the office. Judging from the figure and walking posture, it was obviously a woman.Who is she?Fears surged up in my heart.The woman was getting closer and closer to me, and I saw her disheveled hair, wearing black silk pajamas, walking barefoot on the floor, silently, like a leaf gently brushing the ground. I dare not breathe out.The woman slowly came to me, and gently lifted her long hair with her hands, revealing her face. With the help of the faint blue halo, I saw an extremely ferocious face: it was covered with knife wounds and scratches, and it looked riddled with wounds. There was a hole, and one eye was even squeezed out of the eye socket; blood overflowed from every scratch, and the bright red blood dripped from the face, and sprinkled on the floor in front of him like raindrops. Wu Ruping's ghost is looking for my life!I was shaking with fear.Just when I was about to collapse, suddenly there was a bang bang bang bang sound outside. The ghost heard the sound and quickly floated out of the window, and I slowly opened my eyes. It turned out that it was just a nightmare! I wiped the sweat from my forehead and was about to get up to find a tissue when the bang bang bang bang sounded again.Could this still be a dream?I pinched myself hard, and a pain immediately spread all over my body. Enduring great fear, I slowly got up from under the coat rack.Listen carefully, the sound comes from the large office outside.I slowly moved to the door, and through the crack of the door, I saw a small spot of light on the desk outside, which was the light from a small flashlight as thick as a thumb.At this moment, a black shadow was holding the flashlight in its mouth, and the black shadow was using a screwdriver to forcefully pry the drawer of the desk with both hands. He is finally here!My brain went blank for an instant, and the blood all over my body burst into flames.Gathering my mind, I walked gently back to the coat rack, and touched the hammer on the floor. Holding the hammer tightly, I came to the door again.At this time, the black shadow had already pried open the desk, and he was concentrating on searching in my desk drawer.Since the desk was facing the door of the suite, the black figure was facing away from me, and his dark back and the back of his head were completely exposed in front of my eyes. Holding my breath, I gradually widened the gap in the door.I know that any sound at this time will startle the black shadow. If he finds me in the room, he may run away immediately, or he may fight with me hand-to-hand and fight to the death... Once there is a real fight, it's hard to tell who will win. The door was completely opened, but Sombra didn't notice, he was concentrating on flipping through my diary, with the help of the dim light of the flashlight, I finally saw his face clearly: yes, he is Li Zheng! The pent-up anger in my chest erupted like a volcano.Of course I was wrong to kill someone, but what does it have to do with you, Li Zheng?Why did you press so hard to sneak into my office late at night to find evidence?Thinking of this, the last trace of conscience and reason in my heart disappeared. I gripped the hammer tightly, and walked slowly towards Li Zheng step by step. The air was so tense that it seemed to freeze, and I could clearly hear the beating of my heart and the sound of breathing through my nostrils. Li Zheng seemed to feel the strangeness of the air in the room. He listened carefully, and stopped turning his hands. Just as he was about to turn his head, I stepped forward, swung the hammer in my hand, and hit him hard on the back of the head. superior. After the crackling sound, Li Zheng groaned, and fell heavily on the floor, and the small flashlight also fell into the corner. I swung the hammer, and when I was about to strike the second time, my hand stopped in mid-air—I realized that this was the office, and if the scene was too bloody, I'm afraid someone would find out the next morning. I picked up the small flashlight from the corner and took a photo, only to see a stream of thick dirty blood flowing from the corner of Li Zheng's mouth; I stretched out my hand to try, and there was still a faint breath in his nostrils. After thinking about it, I took out a roll of transparent glue from the drawer, tore off a few sections, and sealed Li Zheng's mouth and nostrils tightly. As I sealed it, I was thinking about how to dispose of his body. After the mouth and nostrils were sealed, I also thought of a brilliant way: push the corpse down from the roof to create the illusion of suicide. The reason why I have such an idea is that Li Zheng is being investigated and questioned by the police recently. In the eyes of ordinary people, after Wang Xiaocong's possibility of committing the crime has been ruled out, Li Zheng is the most suspected. It is completely reasonable for him to choose to commit suicide at this time. After waiting for about half an hour, after Li Zheng had completely stopped breathing, I tore off the transparent glue from his face, then carried the body, and walked towards the watchtower step by step. After much effort and several breaks, I finally carried the body to the top of the watchtower. There was a bang, and there was a loud dull sound after the corpse hit the ground.I nervously looked in the direction of the bachelor's dormitory building, making sure that no one would notice, so I slipped down from the watchtower. Back in the office, I cleaned every place in the house carefully, and repaired the lock leaf on the desk and drawer that Li Zheng had damaged. After that, I went down the mountain overnight to go home.At ten o'clock in the morning the next day, I was worried and went back to the mountain again. What I didn't expect was that none of the employees went to the factory that morning, and Zhang Tian and Sun Yiping were sleeping so deeply that I had to be the first person to "discover" the dead body. After Li Zhihao explained the whole process of killing Li Zheng, it was already late at night, and he was quickly taken out of the interrogation room. "Old Bi, the facts that Li Zhihao explained are exactly the same as your judgment, but since you have already concluded that Li Zhihao is the murderer, why didn't you arrest him in time?" Jiang Tao asked a little confused. "Because of this." Lao Bi took out the photo found on Li Zheng's body during the autopsy from the paper bag and said, "This photo of Wu Ruping appeared on Li Zheng's body at that time, which made me doubt my own judgment for a while. Before this photo, I had always firmly believed that the murderer who killed Li Zheng was also the instigator of the murder in Fuhao Community, so after returning from the investigation scene, I planned to arrest Li Zhihao the next day, but the appearance of this photo disturbed me thoughts." "You mean, Li Zhihao wouldn't be so stupid as to use this photo to frame Li Zheng?" "Yes, according to the general logic, if Li Zhihao is really the murderer of the murder case in Fuhao District, then he would undoubtedly set himself on fire by putting the photo on Li Zheng's body. Li Zhihao would not do such a stupid thing, but if he did not post the photo, then there must be something hidden in it—it was this kind of judgment that made me entangled in the issue of whether Li Zhihao killed Wu Ruping, and missed it. This is the time to arrest him as soon as possible." "The matter is clear now, but since Li Zhihao didn't post the photo, how did it end up on Li Zheng? Can you explain?" "From Li Zheng's point of view, it is impossible for him to have Wu Ruping's photo, and the possibility of Li Zhihao putting it up is ruled out. Then the only explanation is that this photo was stolen by Li Zheng." Lao Bi looked at everyone's surprised expressions. , squinting his eyes and said, "During that time, we carried out a key inspection of the chemical plant. To be on the safe side, Li Zhihao put the photos he had kept on his body in his diary and locked them in the desk drawer in the office. That night Li Zhihao Just as he was prying open the desk drawer, he accidentally saw this photo. He thought it was an important evidence of Li Zhihao's crime, so he put it in his underwear pocket. When he was concentrating on flipping through the diary, he did not expect to be attacked by Li Zhihao .” "That night, Li Zhihao should not have noticed that the photo was lost, otherwise he would not have let the photo be placed on Li Zheng's body, right?" Xiao Li interjected. "Well, that's true." Lao Bi said with a solemn expression, "However, it was the murderer's negligence that made the case more complicated. If he had taken back the photo at that time, I might have taken it away soon." If he is arrested and brought to justice, the tragedy that will follow will not happen." "What a mistake!" Zhu Datou sighed, "Only you, Mr. Bi, can clearly see the twists and turns. To be honest, we didn't think so much at the time." The next morning, the task force brought Li Zhihao to the hill where the chemical plant was located. Half a month later, the factory area that was ravaged by the fire still looks shocking. The scorched walls, collapsed pillars and beams, and tree stumps all over the place... everything shows the tragedy and ruthlessness of the fire. As soon as he got to the mountain and got out of the police car, Li Zhihao couldn't help but knelt down. "Sun Yiping, I didn't mean to hurt you. I gave you money and told you to go down the mountain, but you didn't listen. Why are you so stupid?" Li Zhihao scratched at his hair with a painful expression on his face. The single dormitory building that was burned to the ground in the fire stood in front of me. A gust of cold wind blew through, and the black dust from the upstairs flew up, floating around the factory area like a ghost. Lao Bi and the others looked at Li Zhihao who was kneeling on the ground quietly, and no one said a word. Li Zhihao was escorted and identified the scene one by one in the factory area.In just one night, this handsome thirty-seven-year-old man seemed to have aged a lot. He faltered and looked haggard. "Why did you burn down the entire chemical plant?" After returning to the Dongcheng Public Security Bureau, the interrogation of Li Zhihao continued. Li Zhihao covered his face and didn't speak for a long time. "Li Zhihao, you must truthfully explain your crimes!" Zhu Datou said sternly, "All you have done has ruined the lives of many people. You should reflect on it and return the complete truth to your colleagues in the chemical plant." "I will definitely say it, please let me be quiet for a while." Li Zhihao said. "Do you smoke? Have one." Lao Bi took out a cigarette and handed it over. Li Zhihao took two puffs and then coughed violently.However, he quickly adapted to the stimulation of the smell of smoke.After calming down, he talked about the night when the fire broke out in the chemical plant—— On the second day of Li Zheng's death, after the police came to the scene to investigate and returned, colleagues also went down the mountain one after another.I locked the door of the office, opened the desk drawer, and carefully checked the items inside. I couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat: the photo of Wu Ruping I put in the diary was gone! At first, I also suspected that it was taken away by Li Zheng, but after thinking about it, I found it impossible, because if Li Zheng wanted to take it, he would definitely take the diary along with it. Besides, when he was still flipping through the diary, he was caught I was so knocked out that it was impossible to take the photo. I searched all corners of the office, but couldn't find it. Later, I searched the entire office building, but still found nothing. It would be terrible if anyone found this photo and handed it over to the police! what to do?My brain cells were running at high speed again, and soon, a terrible thought appeared in my mind: burn!As long as the entire chemical plant is burned down, that photo will be reduced to ashes, and I will have nothing to worry about. However, will this factory with a history of more than 20 years be destroyed in my hands?Thinking of this, I hesitated again. To be honest, I have a lot of affection for the factory.When I was transferred from the army, the factory became an important stage in my life. Here, I grew from a young man to a middle-level management cadre.The factory not only gives me the joy of working, but also raises me and my family. However, a phone call I received later made me get rid of hesitation and re-firm the idea of ​​burning the factory. The call was from the factory manager.Before, I reported Li Zheng's death to him on the phone and asked for instructions on how to deal with it. At that time, he only said "um" and hung up the phone. "First, if the family members of the deceased come to the factory, we should try our best to comfort them; second, we should do a good job of stabilizing the emotions of cadres and workers, and take a few more days off to let everyone have a good rest; third, strengthen the security work of the factory to prevent Someone took the opportunity to steal things from the factory." The factory manager's voice sounded stiff on the phone, as if he was arranging a job that had nothing to do with him. Putting down the phone, I couldn't help swearing.The factory director and deputy factory director have long since ignored the chemical plant!I have heard about the fact that they set up factories outside, and I also vaguely know the source of their funds for setting up factories.In the factory, although I am the director of the factory office, I have always refused to join forces with them, and they also guard against me everywhere, only using me as a shield to deal with trivial and trivial matters.Under the management of this group of people, the efficiency of the chemical plant has been deteriorating, and bankruptcy is a matter of time. I saw this, so I quietly found a part-time job at Antianxia Decoration Company through the introduction of a fellow villager a year ago. . The more I sat in the office, the more angry I became, and this made my idea of ​​burning the factory even more irresistible.I think it will go bankrupt sooner or later anyway, so it might be better for the workers in the factory to go bankrupt sooner, and this fire might involve corruption by the factory director and the others. After strengthening my determination to burn the factory, I went to mobilize Sun Yiping to go down the mountain, but he refused to go anyway. The factory is surrounded by dense forests. After the factory burns down, Sun Yiping, who lives in the single dormitory, will inevitably die.For a moment, I wanted to give up this idea, but soon, my heart became as hard as iron again. At one o'clock in the morning that day, I went back to the mountain and lit the woods near the factory. The wind was strong, and soon the entire factory area turned into a sea of ​​flames... "Did your two diaries also be burned in this fire?" Lao Bi asked. "I thought it was meaningless to keep them, and it might bring me more trouble, so I let them disappear." Li Zhihao said, "Knowing Wu Ruping was the biggest mistake in my life. I shouldn't be in the wrong place. Time meets her, so keeping those words will only make me more painful." "It's not wrong to meet someone. What's wrong is that you shouldn't fall in love with her, and you shouldn't make mistakes again and again after killing her by mistake, implicating so many innocent people." Zhu Datou said seriously, "Because you didn't fall in love with her that day. The absurd behavior of smearing blood on the beauty's head at night led to Wang Xiaocong's suicide, and then you killed Li Zheng, burned Sun Yiping to death, burned the chemical plant, and Zhang Tian was insane—all because of your Lust and greed arise, and what awaits you will be severe punishment by the law!" "I'm guilty, I'm sorry for them, I'm sorry for their family..." Li Zhihao muttered, looking extremely frustrated. Zhu Datou turned around and glanced at Xiao Li behind him. Xiao Li understood, picked up the interrogation transcript, and asked Li Zhihao to press his bright red handprint on it. "Mr. Bi, I still don't understand one thing: After Li Zheng was killed, because of that photo, you have given up your suspicions about Li Zhihao, and logically you shouldn't be following him anymore, so why did you keep chasing him after that?" , And finally found the loophole to arrest him?" After Li Zhihao was taken away, Jiang Tao couldn't help asking. "Did I say to give up my doubts about him?" Lao Bi smiled lightly, "Yes, after I found Wu Ruping's photo in the underwear of Li Zheng's corpse, I once doubted my own judgment, but it was precisely The subsequent fire made me focus on Li Zhihao again." "why?" "How about you explain it?" Lao Bi slowly exhaled smoke rings, looked at Xiao Chen and said. "Okay, let me try to analyze it." Xiao Chen took over the topic and said, "The purpose of Li Zhihao's fire was to destroy the evidence of his crime. As he explained before, he did not find out that Li Zhihao去了照片，后来发现照片丢了后，一下着慌，所以想利用大火，将一切都烧得干干净净——没想到聪明反被聪明误，他的这一行为却正为毕老指明了方向。” “没错，对那张照片为何出现在李正身上，我当时分析了多种可能性，但都无法确定。大火之后，我才明白过来：原来凶手并不知道那张照片被李正拿走了。”老毕补充道。 “既然再次确定他是凶手，为什么不马上将他抓起来呢？”小黎也好奇地问道。 “由于所有的证据都在大火中被毁，特别是那两本记录了凶手与吴如萍之间情感纠葛的日记，苦于没有证据抓人，所以毕老只好采取曲线救国的方针，主动退出专案组，最后引蛇出洞，让李志浩露出破绽，从而一举破获了这起大案。”朱大头也兴致勃勃参与到讨论中来。 “毕老退出专案组，可能还有一个重要原因吧？”江涛说，“听说老柳是李志浩的内线，不知道把他抓到了没？” 老毕和朱大头相视一下，忍不住笑了起来。 “第一次审讯李志浩的时候，我不是把毕老叫出去了吗？实话告诉你吧，我们当时就是看老柳去了——在省厅领导的部署下，李志浩被抓的当天，老柳就被控制起来了。”朱大头得意地说。 “连对我们也保密啊！”小黎嘟着嘴说，“老柳这老家伙平时一声不响，一脸的慈悲，没想到却是一个潜伏者——对了，毕老你是怎么识破他的庐山真面目的呢？” “是啊，毕老你快给我们讲讲吧。”江涛也急切地说。 “老柳和李志浩的关系，估计你们都不是很清楚吧？”老毕重新点燃一支烟，“据我调查，老柳的老家也在牛背山上，与李志浩家离得很近。老柳年轻时当过兵，退伍后在村小学当过一段时间的代课老师，在这期间，李志浩也在该学校读书，所以，从某种意义上说，他们还是师生关系哩。” "Then what happened next?" “后来山下的火葬场招工，老柳被招了进去，由于胆大，再加上在部队宣传报道组学习过绘画，他很快当上了殡仪师。李志浩高中毕业后，在老柳的推荐下，也到殡仪馆干过一年多时间，之后，李志浩不想再与死人打交道，于是报名参军，到部队锻炼去了。” “难怪他胆子那么大，原来曾经在殡仪馆干过！”小黎说。 “这么说来，老柳和李志浩的关系不一般，他成为李的帮凶也就不足为奇了。”江涛不由自主地点了点头。 “嗯，正是有这层关系，所以在得知李杀人的事实之后，老柳在一定程度上充当了凶手的'消息树'，警方有什么活动，他都在第一时间传给了李。我推测，老柳可能还在制造假象等方面给李出谋划策，导致我们的侦破工作遇到了不少障碍。”老毕说，“小陈可能还记得吧，我们那晚在王晓聪屋里看老柳修补画像，老柳当时的讲述便让我产生了怀疑，之后，那个鬼帖的出现，恰好印证了老柳的说法，所以仔细分析就不难发现，老柳是在帮助凶手扰乱我们的视线。当然，这其中还有不少可疑之处，这些疑点集中出现在老柳身上，不能不令人警觉——好了，咱们都别说了，还是请老柳来讲讲吧。” “带老柳进来！”朱大头高声吩咐。不一会儿，老柳便在两个警察的陪同下来到了审讯室。 “老柳，你身为人民警察，却与犯罪分子同流合污，泄露警方内部消息，致使犯罪分子逍遥法外，并在后来制造了更加骇人听闻的刑事案件，你知罪吗？”朱大头严肃地说。 老柳神情憔悴，脸上两个大眼袋更加突出。他低着头，半天没有说话。 “我们已经弄清了你和李志浩的关系，其实你帮他开脱也在情理之中，只是你没想到事情后来会发展到如此地步吧？”老毕说，“老柳，你是公安队伍的一名老同志，工作勤勤恳恳，业务能力突出，但你不该如此犯糊涂啊！” “都怪我一时糊涂，我不该帮他呀，如果当时就让他投案自首，他就不会在犯罪的道路上走得更远……”老柳说着，眼里渗出了浑浊的泪珠。 大家看着白发苍苍的老柳，一时都感觉有些心酸。 “我一定好好交代，争取宽大处理。”老柳擦了擦泪水，慢慢讲起了他帮李志浩的详细过程。 一个多月前的一天晚上，我正在家里吃饭，李志浩提着两瓶高档酒，匆匆走了进来。 “志浩，你这算怎么回事？”我不肯收他的东西，“你家里那么困难，还买这么高档的酒？” “你是我的恩师啊，俗话说'一日为师，终身为父'，平时我工作忙，难得来看你一次，今天好不容易来了，你就给我一次机会吧。” “好吧，我收下了。”我回头拿了一副碗筷和一只酒杯说，“你还没吃晚饭吧？来，陪我喝两杯。” 我们爷俩就着桌上的小菜，一边喝一边聊，渐渐地，李志浩就有了几分醉意。 “柳老师，我最近干了一件蠢事，现在后悔已经来不及了。”李志浩眼圈红红地说。 "What's up?" “富豪小区凶杀案的那个死者是你整的容吧？不瞒你说，那个人是我杀的。” “怎么会是你？”我大吃一惊，赶紧走过去把门轻轻锁上了。 “我不是故意杀她的，当时我看到一个黑影在打她……”李志浩借着酒劲，把作案的过程一股脑地说了出来。 “你啊你，你真是太糊涂了，那种女人是你能追求的吗？再说了，你家里还有患病的老婆，你怎么这样荒唐呢？”我狠狠地骂了他一顿。在我的心目中，早已把这个小学时当过我学生，后来又到殡仪馆当过我学徒的男人当成了自己的孩子。如今孩子做了天大的错事，怎能不叫我感到痛心疾首呢？ “柳老师，这事已经无法挽回了，我就想听听你的意见，看看怎么办？这几天我吃不好，睡不着，老是提心吊胆。”李志浩可怜兮兮地说。 “目前负责这个案子的是老毕，这老家伙鬼精得很，估计要不了多久，他就会嗅到你的气息。”我担忧地说，“听说在现场还发现了凶手的毛发和血迹，这可是最要命的两个物证啊，一旦他们锁定你，你就无路可逃了。” “那我只能投案自首了？” “投案自首，等待你的也是死路一条！”我说，“无故入室杀人，作案手段极其残忍，即使自首，恐怕也难逃死刑。” “唉，我死不足惜，只是我的老婆和岳母怎么办？”李志浩悔恨不已，不停捶打着自己的脑袋。 “你杀人之后，是如何处理善后的？”沉默了一会儿，我问道。 “我把血迹涂抹到了一个画像上……”李志浩把那天晚上做的事情，一五一十全告诉了我。 “如此看来，事情还没有糟到无药可救的地步，只要想想办法，说不定可以瞒住老毕。” “有什么办法吗？” “目前公安派出警力到处摸排，估计很快就要摸排到你们化工厂了，王晓聪墙上的那个头像被他们发现后，化工厂的全体员工都会成为嫌疑对象，采集每个人的DNA不太现实，但血型对比是切实可行而又很直接的途径，因为凶手在现场留下的血迹显示：这种血型很独特，也就是人们常说的'熊猫血'。”我一边分析，一边思索对策。 “那怎么办？如果一查血型，我就完了。” “你们单位每个职工过去是否都体检过？” “差不多吧，除了一些年纪大的职工，中青年的这一批都体检过。” “你体检过吗？” “没有，每年的体检名额，我都让岳母和妻子去体检了。” “那太好了，你赶紧找个和你年龄、身高、胖瘦都差不多的人去体检，把他的体检表要到手后，炮制一份你自己的体检表，以备警方调查时提供给他们。另外，这段时间你要尽量减少外出，特别是不能随便在外面理发。”我说，“以后你也不要到我这里来了，警方内部有什么消息，我会尽量告诉你。” “柳老师，你就是我的再生父母啊！”李志浩声泪俱下，一下跪倒在我面前。 我赶紧扶起他，说真的，我内心也很苦涩，我知道从现在开始，我就成他的帮凶了，如果案情告破，我也难逃法律惩罚…… “你虽然一直替李志浩通风报信，给我们的侦破工作制造了不少障碍，不过，我也要感谢你，如果不是你及时报信，他可能还不会放松警惕，跑到'美家居'去应聘。”老毕吸了一口烟说，“那晚我们请你喝酒，我说了很多醉话，你可能都告诉李志浩了吧？” 老柳苦笑了一下，脸上的神色十分难堪。 “是的，包括你之后请假去省城看病的事，我也一并告诉李志浩了——我们都以为你真的生病去了省城，因此心里都放松了不少，之后李志浩跟我说，他家里经济困难，要出去找工作，我也同意了，没想到你根本没有离开本地……” 老柳说完，长长地叹了一口气。 “老柳，你实话告诉我们：李志浩杀害李正，放火烧化工厂，这两件事是否与你有关？”过了一会儿，朱大头问道。 “没有，没有，这是他自己干的，与我毫无关系。”老柳矢口否认，“当时我还在电话里狠狠骂过他，我说你这样干，不是使自己越陷越深吗。他说他没有办法，如果不杀李正，李正就会抓他的把柄。” “就算这两件事情与你无关，但有一件事应该与你有关系，不过，幸好你悬崖勒马，没有铸成大错，否则你也难逃法律严惩。”老毕说，“好了，今天的审讯就到这里吧，你下去后再仔细想想，我们说不定还会再找你问一些细节。” 老毕说完，向朱大头轻轻点了点头。很快，老柳便被人押了下去。 “毕老，你说老柳悬崖勒马，到底是指哪件事呢？”江涛问道。 “噢，有件事情可能小陈还记得吧？那次你和小黎一起去精神病院找张天，回来的路上，不是遇到老柳吗？” “对啊，当时我向你汇报了，但你好像并没放在心上。”小陈说。 “不是没放在心上，而是当时还不能说破。”老毕的眼睛又眯缝了起来，“据我分析，老柳当时去精神病院，明是看望自己的侄儿，实则是去探视张天的病情。所幸的是，张天的精神已经严重失常，否则他也难逃一死。” “你是说，老柳担心张天精神恢复正常后，把自己知道的秘密说出去，所以想对他下毒手？”江涛瞪大了眼睛，“看来老柳也不是一个好东西啊！” “这只是我的分析，不能当成指控他的证据，再说张天没有死，咱们也不能过分追究老柳的责任吧？”老毕说，“他在公安系统干了这么多年，咱们也要体谅他的难处。” “对，我同意毕老的意见，关于他想对张天下手这一未成事实，咱们就不要记在审讯笔录中了。”朱大头揉了揉胳膊说，“毕老，大功已经告成，我今晚一定要兑现之前的诺言，请你和小陈好好喝一顿酒了。” “好啊，这次大头局长赖不掉了。”小陈高兴地说。老毕和江涛、小黎也一齐笑了起来。 “走罗，吃夜宵去罗！”朱大头挥挥手。 大家正要走出审讯室时，一个警察惊慌地冲了进来。 “不好，李志浩自杀了！”他脸色煞白，脸上的表情充满恐惧，“屋子里满是鲜血，太恐怖了！” “快走，去看看！”老毕和朱大头他们把案卷一放，匆匆出门而去。 看守所房间里，李志浩脸朝下静静地趴在地上。他的头上，一个拳头大的血洞还在断断续续地冒着鲜红的血液和花白的脑浆。房间里充满了浓浓的血腥味，靠窗的一面墙上，溅满了触目惊心的血迹。墙的正中央，一张用圆珠笔画上去的人脸肖像特别引人注目。面如满月，丹凤美眸，樱桃小嘴……看到这里，大家都感觉后背有些发冷。 “这张美人脸，画的不就是吴如萍吗？”朱大头走近墙面，满腹疑惑地说，“李志浩为什么临死前要画这幅像呢？” 老毕一言不发，他默默地检查了房间里所有的一切，然后把李志浩的脸翻转过来，仔细地看了看后，说：“叫法医做详细尸检吧。” “他是怎么撞墙的呢？”走到看守所院子里，朱大头问看守的警察。 “今天下午我们把他押送回来后，他情绪很差，下午五点多的时候，他要求给他一支笔，说是还有些东西要交代，于是我就找了一支圆珠笔，一本稿纸给他，大约一个小时后，我们听到房间里传来嘭的一声闷响，于是赶紧开门查看，发现他已经倒在血泊之中了……”看守的警察一脸无辜。 “李志浩死前画吴如萍的头像，是否说明他还是没有走出情感的泥沼？”走出看守所时，小陈感叹地说，“这真是应了一句古话：问世间情为何物，直教人生死相许。” “是啊，人世间的情感是最复杂的，也是最说不清楚的，李志浩虽然该偿命，但他不该选择这种极端的死亡方式。”老毕自言自语，又仿佛在回答小陈的问话。 夜幕徐徐降临，看守所外面的街道上，有人在放喜庆的烟花——再过几个小时，新的一年就要到来了。