Chapter 25 Chapter 23 He and "She"

Fang Mu asked Bian Ping for a day's leave, but he didn't explain where he was going, and Bian Ping didn't ask any further questions, and he just told him to leave with his mobile phone on. Two hours later, Fang Mu's jeep drove into the campus of J University. After not going back to school for more than half a year, the changes here are very obvious.Several high-rise buildings rose from the ground, making the school a little more rigid and cold, and a little less leisurely like an ivory tower. Fang Mu slowed down and let the jeep wander aimlessly in the campus.Drive past the track and field, pass the cafeteria, drive past the swimming pool, and finally stop in front of Nanyuan Wushe.

Fang Mu didn't get out of the car, but looked at the seven-story building in front of him through the car window.It is still the same, the only difference is probably the faces coming in and out here.Some of the hurried students looked curiously at the jeeps parked on the side of the road, while some turned a blind eye and passed by with their heads raised.Some of them may have heard of the stories that happened here. For them, it will add a little excitement and novelty to their ordinary life, and for the parties, it may be an indelible memory in their lifetime. Fang Mu suddenly thought of many people, including Du Yu, Zou Tuanjie, Liu Jianjun, Chen Yao, and Meng Fanzhe.Some of them are living happily elsewhere; some of them, Fang Mu would rather believe that they have fallen into reincarnation, are being conceived in the womb of a happy mother, or opened their ignorant eyes in the warm swaddle.

Anyway, please forget everything.If someone must remember, let this person be me. Fang Mu started the car and drove towards the northeast corner of the campus. Weeds are everywhere near the basement, and Fang Mu thought of the lush greenery here in spring and summer, probably the largest piece of green space on the campus of J University.I don't know if the school is unwilling to move or not daring to move anymore, everything in front of me has not changed, it seems that it is still the same as when Fang Mu walked out with Tai Wei, even the fallen grass at the door is exactly the same.Fang Mu walked to the two iron gates, touched the iron chains wrapped around the gates, and felt the rust and coldness in his hands.

"Want to go in and have a look?" Fang Mu turned his head, it was Tai Wei. The two looked at each other silently, and neither was surprised to see the other's expression here, as if this was a date that had been set long ago. Tai Wei walked over on the dry grass, put his face close to the gap between the iron gates, and looked inside for a while. "It's pitch black." Tai Wei turned to Fangmu and said, "If you want to go in and take a look, I can go to the administrator." "No need." Fang Mu shook his head. "I knew you would come back." Tai Wei looked around, as if he was recalling something, "Whenever the work pressure is high, I will come back and have a look."

He shrugged his shoulders, "Sit here for a while, I will feel a lot more relaxed. I have endured such difficult days, and I have seen such ferocious criminals. With the pressure in front of me, what are these little thieves worth?" ?” Tai Wei pulled Fang Mu to sit on a slightly higher grass, and lit cigarettes for the two of them. Tai Wei also remained the same as the scene in front of him, perhaps the slight difference was the addition of some wrinkles on his face.This does not hinder Fang Mu's memory, he can easily recall Tai Wei's expressions, actions and words at that time.

"You know, I actually envy you." "Envy me?" Tai Wei raised his eyebrows in surprise, "What do you envy me for?" "Not everyone can maintain a normal state of mind after encountering such a thing." "Haha." Tai Wei's face was a little smug, "You mean I'm strong-willed?" "No." Fang Mu suddenly laughed, "I call this heartless." Tai Wei punched Fang Mu hard on the shoulder, Fang Mu staggered and almost fell off the high ground. The benevolent slap made the two of them get close at once, and Tai Wei giggled and pulled Fang Mu back, "You boy, how did you become a policeman with such a poor physique?"

"I can't help it." Fang Mu rubbed his sore shoulder, "It was born like this." Tai Wei looked Fang Mu up and down, but the smile on his face gradually disappeared. "Actually, before you graduated, I encountered two difficult cases. Even Zhao Yonggui mobilized me to ask you for help, but I didn't." "why?" "Because I don't want you to participate in these things anymore." Tai Wei said seriously: "I hope you can be a university teacher, or a civil servant, even a lawyer, and I don't want you to be a policeman." Fang Mu smiled, lowered his head and remained silent.

"What you said just now may be the difference between me and you." Tai Wei continued to himself, "If you insist on doing this, I would advise you: do it yourself." After a long time, Fang Mu said softly, "I will." Tai Wei chuckled, supported Fang Mu's shoulders, and stood up. "Come on. I'll take you there." "Where are you going?" "Then there's no need to ask? You didn't come here just to see this place, did you?" Tai Wei drove his own white jeep, Fang Mu thought about it, and decided to leave his car on campus, picked up the bouquet he had prepared, and boarded Tai Wei's car.

Sitting in the cab, looking at Tai Wei holding the steering wheel, everything seems to go back in time.It seemed that they were about to leave to investigate Ma Kai's case, and it seemed that they had just returned from Meng Fanzhe's home. If you want to forget, how can you forget? Xiyuan is the only cemetery in J City. In the past, only urns could be stored. After the funeral industry was commercialized, a large cemetery was opened up.From a distance, large and small tombstones are densely arranged along the hillside, giving a sense of tranquility and solemnity for no reason. Tai Wei parked the car by the driveway and let Fang Mu enter the cemetery alone.Fang Mu knew his intentions, and was quite grateful in his heart.

Teacher Qiao's tombstone is in that forest of steles, and it doesn't look special.This cemetery was bought by Mr. Qiao’s former students. At first, they considered buying a separate cemetery. Later, the teacher’s wife said that Mr. Qiao was the most opposed to waste during his lifetime, so she arranged it in an ordinary cemetery. Teacher Qiao's cemetery is very clean, and it can be seen that people often come to clean it.Fang Mu placed the yellow chrysanthemum in his hand on the side of the tombstone, opened a pack of Furongwang cigarettes, lit one and put it on the steps, then stood up in full dress and bowed three times to Teacher Qiao's tombstone.

Fang Mu failed to attend Teacher Qiao's memorial service, when he was still in the detention center.And others failed to witness Mr. Qiao's remains, because his body was almost destroyed in the basement.Speaking of which, Fang Mu was the last person to see Teacher Qiao, and he didn't know whether he should feel lucky or sad. Fang Mu looked at the portrait of Teacher Qiao inlaid on the tombstone, and it seemed that the old man with a straight back and stern eyes was standing in front of him.Fang Mu stretched out his hand to caress the photo, his eyes gradually blurred. He sat down with his back against the tombstone. At this moment, the sun was hanging above his head, and the marble tombstone had a warm temperature.Fang Mu felt a warm current spreading slowly on his back, which made him feel at ease and at ease. If Teacher Qiao was still there, someone might resolve my confusion.Teacher Qiao will tell Fang Mu whether he is suitable to be a policeman.But on the other hand, if Teacher Qiao survived the disaster, would Fang Mu go to work as a policeman without hesitation? He never thought about this question seriously, and he just applied for the Public Security Bureau of City C almost paranoidly when he graduated.If Bian Ping hadn't "robbed people" halfway, he would probably be a criminal police officer under Xing Zhisen's command now.Fang Mu didn't know whether being a policeman was out of interest or for other reasons.If Tai Wei hadn't said that he was following Mr. Qiao's last wish when we met last time, I'm afraid he would never have sought the answer to this question himself. It's not that I never thought about it, maybe it's just an escape. Fang Mu couldn't help turning his head to look at Teacher Qiao's portrait.If you could hear me, tell me, what should I do? At this moment, the phone in his pocket rang. Tai Wei sat in the cab looking around boredly, and suddenly saw Fang Mu running out of the cemetery. After getting into the car, he only said a short sentence: "Send me back to get the car!" It was much faster to return to City C than when we came here. After more than an hour, the jeep with the siren pulling all the way drove into the city's No. 11 Middle School. The school gate has already been cordoned off, and there are nearby people who come to watch.Fang Mu crossed the cordon and went straight to the scene accompanied by a criminal policeman. City No. 11 Middle School is a middle school with a long history. It was built after the Cultural Revolution, but the school site has not been moved.Many old-fashioned buildings and scenery in the school have been preserved, including the towering trees that can be seen everywhere.Under a tree not far away, Zheng Lin was smoking a cigarette with a gloomy face. He sent away the criminal police who accompanied Fang Mu, and led Fang Mu to the scene by himself. It's 2 o'clock in the afternoon, and the campus should be bustling, but I walked all the way, and I couldn't see a single student. "Where did the students go?" "Classes are suspended. There was a murder case on campus. To be cautious, the school gave all the students a holiday." Zheng Lin's face was slightly dissatisfied, "Where did you go, and why did you come here?" "Going to another place." Fang Mu lied, "Investigate the case of Luo Jiahai." "I've been waiting for you for a long time." Zheng Lin's face softened a little, "Didn't you say last time that there was a sense of ceremony at the scene of the Fushima supermarket murder?" "Yes. What's the matter?" Fang Mu's heart sank, and his footsteps also paused. "Look at this scene." Zheng Lin paused for a moment, "What you said has a stronger sense of ritual." Fang Mu stopped talking and started running. The site is located on the edge of a flower bed near the warehouse.The deceased was a male, about 60 years old, with a height between 175cm and 180cm and a weight of about 75kg.The corpse is in a sitting position, completely naked, with its back against a flower bed, facing north.No clothes were seen around the deceased, which shows that this is not the first scene of the murder.The head of the deceased was drooping, and a laceration was visible on the neck with loose skin, which could almost reach the trachea by visual inspection.The deceased hugged his arms in front of his body, and the object embraced by the corpse was the weirdest thing on the scene. It was a plastic mannequin. Judging from the figure of the model, "she" should be a little girl.The plastic model was wearing a bright purple skirt with white flowers, and the "hands" were hanging down, pressing on the two arms of the deceased. The model's eyes stared eagerly but vacantly ahead, as if a motion to leap from the dead had been frozen halfway through.Fang Mu walked around to the front of the deceased, and accidentally found his own reflection on the right.He turned his head subconsciously, and in front of him was a window, through the stained glass, he could see tattered tables and chairs, brooms, dustpans and other cleaning supplies piled up inside. "How is it?" Zheng Lin also came over, staring side by side with Fang Mu at the deceased and the plastic girl in his arms, "Can we start the inspection?" "Didn't it delay your work?" "It's okay. The physical evidence is fixed, and the extraction is almost done." Zheng Lin looked around, and then at the white circles drawn on the ground, "The autopsy is not yet finished, but the weather has little effect on the extraction of physical evidence." Fang Mu nodded, Zheng Lin gave an order, and the inspectors who had been waiting at the side immediately got busy. "Can the cause of death be determined?" Fang Mu turned his head and asked Zheng Lin. "The forensic doctor preliminarily deduced that it was hemorrhagic shock." Zheng Lin pointed at the wound on the neck of the deceased, "The trachea was also severed—the throat was cut." "What about the time of death?" "Between 22:00 yesterday and 3:00 am today." "Oh?" Fang Mu thought for a while, "The time for throwing the corpse should also be at night. It's already afternoon, how did you find the corpse?" "It was a janitor who found the body." Zheng Lin pointed to the bungalow opposite the flower bed, "This is a warehouse, usually few children come here to play, besides, look at the flower bed..." There are dense flowers and plants planted in the flower bed. Although the flowers and leaves have already fallen, it is still not easy to see the situation on the other side from the other side of the flower bed. "...the janitor went into the warehouse to get the tools, and happened to look out of the window opposite the dead man, and found the dead man." Fang Mu nodded, watching the forensic doctor step forward and carefully separate the corpse's hands, and the two police officers grabbed the arms of the "little girl" and slowly pulled it out of the deceased's arms... "Huh?" Fang Mu's eyes suddenly widened, "What is that?" The others saw it too, and they all let out a "huh" in unison. A plaid handkerchief was wrapped around the lower body of the deceased.A forensic doctor took out tweezers and fiddled with the handkerchief carefully. "It's tied up." He picked up the dead man's penis with tweezers, "Look, this handkerchief tied up the dead man's penis." "Damn!" Zheng Lin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "What the hell does this mean?" Fang Mu squatted down, looked at the handkerchief carefully, and turned his head to look at the "little girl" beside him. "Old Zheng," Fang Mu asked thoughtfully, "What do you think will happen if you tie up the man?" "What else? He can't do anything anymore?" Zheng Lin clamped his legs unnaturally, as if he was also tied tightly with a rope. .” "Yes. He can't do anything." Fang Mu looked at the deceased, then pointed at the "little girl" sharply, "Including violating this little girl!"