Chapter 21 Chapter 20 Gu Cheng's Poems

Half an hour passed, and the meeting was still going on in a cloud of white smoke. Everyone had lost interest in the two paragraphs on the white paper in front of them, and began to take the opportunity to analyze the case.Luo Cong's phone rang, it was Mu Tianxing.He quickly slipped out of the conference room to answer the phone. "Master, gather everyone who can be dispatched immediately, and secretly check the No. 101 bus, hurry up!" Luo Cong seldom heard Mu Tianxing's nervous and eager voice. "Don't worry, explain the situation clearly, otherwise I won't be able to transfer people. Do you know what those two paragraphs mean?"

"That's an allusion to a place where body parts are discarded..." "Hint? Tell me in detail, how do you know, I can't tell the Bureau that the information came from you." "Tell them to search on Baidu." "What? That sounds stupid." "Indeed, I searched on Baidu. Remember the short text I found on the back of the toilet? I have a little impression, but it's very vague. When you sent me those two paragraphs just now, I suddenly remembered that I read it when I was eleven years old. They are poems by a famous poet, not from the murderer, the murderer just borrowed and used them. I couldn’t remember which poet it was, so I immediately found an Internet cafe nearby. Fortunately, this poet is very famous. After searching, all All of my memories came back. The poet’s name was Gu Cheng, a very famous Misty poet in the 1980s. I’m not interested in poetry, so I didn’t leave a deep impression after reading it occasionally. I I think the murderer might be a fanatical admirer of Gu Cheng."

"Gu Cheng? It sounds familiar." "It was the poet who hanged himself after killing his wife in New Zealand. No, to be precise, his wife died after him. There is no time to discuss this now. The text on the back of the toilet comes from a short essay "Small Name" written by Gu Cheng. It was written directly at the scene of the crime. The two paragraphs you sent me are from two poems written by Gu Cheng. The first paragraph: "The rainbow swims in the fountain looking tenderly at the passers-by. The moment I blink—it becomes a snake shadow The clock perches in the church silently chirping the hours. The moment I blink—it becomes a deep well. The branches beckon in the morning light. Excited to welcome the spring breeze, I blinked—it turned into a bloody scene

"There are a few words here that are very eye-catching, rainbow, fountain, clock, church, master, can't you think of anything?" "square!" "That's right. There is a rainbow-shaped building in the east of the square, next to it is an artificial fountain; on the north side of the square, there is the famous Red House Christian Church and the towering bell tower; the key is the last paragraph, the original text is 'safflower/blooming on the screen', The murderer changed it to 'twigs/waving in the morning light'. The branches refer to Chu Mengyao's severed limbs. If the two students hadn't accidentally discovered them, the 'twigs' would really be waving in the morning light."

"What does the second paragraph of text mean?" "The second paragraph took me quite a while: "The building is white, the boat is gray, the water is blue, the mountains are purple, walking through a pile of meat, two children, one bright red and the other light green "The original text should read: "The sky is gray, the road is gray, the building is gray, the rain is gray, walking through the dead ashes two children, one bright red and one light green "'A piece of meat' refers to the bus, and 'passing two children' refers to Chu Mengyao's feet. Almost all the color arrangements in the original poem have been changed, and the original 'sky, road, building' , rain' was changed to 'buildings, boats, water, mountains'. What has different colors, there are buildings, boats, water, mountains in it, and it can represent numbers?"

"What is it? Don't keep it up!" "Money! Renminbi, the fifth set. The back of the 50-yuan denomination is the Potala Palace in Tibet. Although the main color is green, the Potala Palace is mainly white; the back of the 20-yuan is the landscape of Guilin. In the picture, there is a flat boat whose main color is gray; the one with ten yuan is Qutang Pass of the Three Gorges, and the one with five yuan is Guanri Peak of Mount Tai, both of which are suitable. The last sentence, "one bright red and one light green", refers to a The denomination of 100 yuan and the denomination of 1 yuan add up to exactly 101. He is implying that Chu Mengyao's broken foot will appear on the 101 bus!"

After a moment of silence, Luo Cong frowned and couldn't help but said: "It's all a mess, killing people like this is not tiring." "Instead, he's enjoying it. He's very confident, no, he's narcissistic. He's laughing at the police, obviously, telling you where I'm going to be, but you morons just can't catch me. Whatever What, send someone to follow all the No. 101 buses immediately, and there must be people watching when they get on and off the bus. According to the time rule last time, he will act in ten minutes. It may be too late in time, even if he can't catch it this time He, at least don't let the crowd in the bus find those two bloody human feet, otherwise it will be too lively. I hope there won't be a third email, in that case, it means that Chu Mengyao's head has been cut off."

After hanging up the phone, Luo Cong immediately ran back to the meeting room.When everyone heard the meaning of those two emails, they were all surprised and cast admiring glances.Duan Qingshan immediately assigned tasks, dispatched manpower, and asked Luo Cong casually before going out with everyone: "As expected of an old criminal policeman, how did you realize it?" Luo Cong hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "I searched on Baidu." The No. 101 bus takes a rare circular route.It started from Dongjiazhuang in the eastern suburbs, drove to the center of the county, made a big circle around Shuncheng Square, and then drove back to the eastern suburbs.One journey is worth a small long distance, and there are few cars and so many people, especially during the commute, the tin box seems to be stuffed with McDonald's fries.

At 6:30 in the afternoon, Chen Lulu, who was a little irritable because of her compulsory overtime work, went to Lubei to wait for the bus.Although I will arrive home nearly half an hour late, I can guarantee a seat on the return bus, and I can reasonably leave the work of cooking to my husband when I arrive home later.Seeing 101 approaching from a distance, Chen Lulu couldn't wait to twist her fat body to grab a favorable position in the car.She got into the car second, deliberately letting a girl who was pleasing to the eye get on first.There was a seat in front of me, but I hurried back, aimed at a seat very far back and sat on it, the bus seat shook for a while.This is experience. Sooner or later, you have to give up your seat to the old, weak, sick, disabled and pregnant. After a hard day, you should enjoy the scenery outside the window.

The car started, and the sudden inertia made her foot touch something.She lowered her body and touched it. It turned out to be a plastic bag from a mourning supermarket. Out of curiosity, she opened the bag first. There was still a layer of bag inside, but it was white with a little blood, and she had already guessed what it was. . A pair of fresh pig's feet. Some careless sloppy must have left on the car.It's not about returning the money to the original owner, and the cheap driver might as well comfort his belly.Thinking of this, she subconsciously rubbed the plastic bag in with her feet. After a while, she bent over naturally, and quickly put the plastic bag wrapped in the pig's feet into a large cheap bag that matched her body shape. Hugging her tightly, Chen Lulu looked around, her irritability suddenly disappeared, and an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

As night approached, the sky cleared up, and the setting sun outside the window reflected red on the square.People are walking or hurrying, the slanted shadows of the black iron bars piercing each body and stretching stubbornly. "After returning home, put the ingredients and stew it well, and the days are still very nourishing." Often small things can stimulate our enthusiasm and expectations for life, but unfortunately, these often come from the emptiness and helplessness of life. At the same time, three plainclothes police officers squeezed into the bus, swarming through the crowd to secretly check every corner of the bus, as well as suspicious-looking people with bags in their hands. "Guo Dian is here, please take your luggage and get off through the back door..." At 7:40, the sky was completely dark, and no one noticed the fat woman with a cheap handbag along the way.After getting off the car, Chen Lulu hurried home to add another dish to the dinner table earlier.It should weigh two catties, just a little more. I dragged my tired and happy body into the house, there was clanging in the kitchen, my husband was cooking, and the sound had come to an end. "Working overtime again?" the man asked across the room. "Ah, annoying." After changing her slippers, Chen Lulu walked into the kitchen with a grinning face. "it is done?" "Come on, wait for the ready-made one, don't touch it." "Good husband! Come on, let's make one...you stew this again." He proudly took out the pig's foot and threw it towards the cutting board. ...Ah - ah - heart-piercing...