Chapter 17 Chapter Seventeen

After meeting Dai Xi, Tong Xiao had to admit that he was somewhat jealous of Meng Feiyang.Long black hair, black tights, pink silk scarf and glasses with gold and purple frames, all these elements complement each other, making Dai Xi look pure and romantic, even cuter than Tong Xiao imagined.Fortunately, Tong Xiao is very good at self-regulation, so he immediately focused his attention on fat beef and seafood, and of course he couldn't help but complain to himself: "Oh, this world is not fair, even those who receive unemployment benefits are so good Girlfriend, people's policemen who are so handsome and handsome like me, but no one cares about them."

Meng Feiyang swallowed hard the fat cow: "Can you wait until I swallow it? I almost vomited such a good fat cow. I'm sorry for the taxpayers' money." Dai Xi asked seriously: "The Fengshen Junyi describes a horse, right?" Tong Xiao stared: "Miss, may I ask if your major is psychology or literature?" "Does it have anything to do with you?" Dai Xi also stared back unambiguously, "Anyway, I didn't study veterinary medicine." Meng Feiyang leaned forward with joy beside him. It was the first time since the night of the "annual meeting" that he felt so relaxed and happy.

Tong Xiao made a heartbroken expression: "When I was studying at the Public Security University, I felt that the people in the Department of Criminal Psychology were very obsessed, and everyone was like a serial murderer. Especially the female students, oh, they are simply These female devils. Meng Feiyang, as a professional criminal investigator, I warn you: Cherish life and stay away from psychologists. As far as I know, psychologists are basically lunatics!" Meng Feiyang looked at Dai Xi tenderly: "I have known this for a long time." "This person is finished!" Tong Xiao lamented, looking at the ceiling speechlessly.

Meng Feiyang said: "Okay, I don't need the people's police to worry about my safety. Is the situation I told you this afternoon worthwhile?" Tong Xiao asked back with a smile: "What is valuable? Are we investigating the case? Kosuke Yukawa's suicide case has been closed and filed in the Criminal Investigation Corps." "Oh, that's my blind effort. If I find anything else, I will ignore it." "Another discovery? What is it? Tell me!" Tong Xiao's jaw almost fell into the hot pot. Meng Feiyang told Ke Yaping about You Chuan's special trip to China to "prostitute male prostitutes".After finishing speaking, Tong Xiao nodded frequently: "Interesting, interesting..."

"How interesting?" "We all know how AIDS is transmitted, right? If Kosuke Yasukawa came to China on a special trip to recruit male prostitutes, then it is very likely that he contracted AIDS during this process! In addition, he was healthy until March this year , so the chance of him contracting AIDS can basically be locked in his secret trips to China from March to the end of the year." Meng Feiyang nodded again and again: "It makes sense, these trips were accompanied by Ke Yaping, maybe she can provide more clues. But..." He hesitated and asked, "Is it important how Kosuke Youchuan got AIDS? "

Tong Xiao winked his eyes triumphantly: "You Chuan is 60 years old this year. Judging from what his son said, his misbehavior has been around for a long time. He can avoid getting AIDS by fooling around at this age, which means that he must have always been very serious. Be careful, right?" "right." "Then why did he suddenly become infected with AIDS between March and the end of this year? This is the first doubt. Besides, didn't you insist that Zhang Naichi knew about You Chuan's condition? Judging from the phenomenon, He even confirmed it earlier than Yu Chuan himself. How can this be explained? This is the second doubt. In the end, it was Yu Chuan Kosuke's behavior before his death. He wanted to use his own blood containing the virus to kill Zhang Naichi. Expressing great hatred for Zhang Naichi, this is the third doubt."

Meng Feiyang widened his eyes: "You mean... Zhang Naichi is related to You Chuan Kosuke's illness?!" Tong Xiao smiled and said nothing, picked up a prawn and put it in his mouth. "No, that's not right." Meng Feiyang said after thinking, "This inference is too unbelievable. I still think that Kosuke Youchuan hates Zhang Naichi so much because of the list of low-density polyethylene. I will send you a text message this afternoon. I also read it, and the whole matter has nothing to do with Zhang Naichi. At first I thought that You Chuan went to Zhang Naichi for help on the night of the annual meeting, but now that I think about it, it is more likely that he went to Zhang Naichi to argue or ask for an explanation. Zhang Naichi's reply obviously hit Yaukawa Kosuke hard, making him realize that he was being calculated and completely hopeless, so he decided to commit suicide and drag Zhang Naichi to his back."

Tong Xiao shook his head disapprovingly: "What do you want to say? Even if Zhang Naichi introduced this business to Kosuke Youchuan, he didn't let Youchuan commit fraud; even if he let Youchuan commit fraud, Kosuke Youchuan is an old fox, so he wouldn't know The consequences of doing this? Why should people be held accountable for him? I think that Kosuke Yasukawa jumped over the wall because his company went bankrupt, and cheated Zhongsheng Petrochemical by shaming it. He originally planned to make a huge profit to make up for the company's shortfall , but the matter was revealed and the introducer was buried with him? This doesn’t seem to make sense. And..." He suddenly looked at Meng Feiyang meaningfully, "Meng Feiyang, you have perjured yourself in this matter!"

Meng Feiyang was shocked: "What?! Me? Perjury?" Tong Xiao shook his index finger: "Comrade Citizen, it's the first time I went to your company to understand the situation. What did you say? Our Ito only does business with a few long-term partners, and Zhongsheng Petrochemical is one of them..." Meng Feiyang blushed and muttered in a low voice: "Well, it's just vanity." "Haha!" Tong Xiao nodded happily, "I'm holding this handle in my hands, so be careful in the future." He looked at Dai Xi who had been silent for a long time, and said with a playful smile, "Hey, it's the devil of Hermes. I have a disagreement with your boyfriend, how about you help us analyze it from the perspective of criminal psychology?"

Dai Xi covered her mouth and yawned: "What analysis? What you said is so boring, I almost fell asleep." "Bored?" Meng Feiyang picked up the remote control to tune the channel, "Come on, let me tune Ultraman for you? Or do you want to watch a stupid romance movie?" Dai Xi punched Meng Feiyang: "You're just stupid!" She tilted her head slightly, and said slowly: "From a psychological point of view, the biggest difference between an avenger and an ordinary criminal lies in the form of crime. feel." Meng Feiyang interjected: "Oh, does it mean that the Avengers will sing operas and kill people?"

Dai Xi was unmoved: "Not everyone can sing opera, but it is quite common to use some kind of special musical accompaniment when killing people." She pointed to the LCD TV hanging on the opposite wall, Jin Yong's martial arts movie is being played, and Dai Xi continued: "Take the martial arts movie that likes to show revenge the most, we can often see such plots: the protagonist who bears blood and blood has gone through all kinds of difficulties and dangers, and finally he has practiced. The ability to fight against the enemy, so he sent a letter of war to the enemy, sometimes the enemy's descendants: "Come on, let's go to the place where you killed my father, or master, or my whole family. I will use my father , the sword left to me by my master, or the boxing techniques in this set of secret books, etc., defeat you, kill you, and use your blood to pay homage to their dead souls'..." Meng Feiyang interrupted again: "Dai Xi, I really didn't know you liked watching martial arts so much." Dai Xi stuffed a cuttlefish ball into his mouth: "This kind of plot is bloody, but it is in line with the psychology of the avenger. It means to reproduce the process of being hurt during the revenge, and even pursue how he was killed in the first place. At this moment As for how to take revenge, use a similar form to achieve the effect of tit for tat. This is the so-called sense of form!" Tong Xiao applauded loudly: "Psychologists are justified. If it was just a commercial enmity, Kosuke Youchuan could have used other methods to retaliate, but he used such a terrifying method: trying to make Zhang Naichi and According to the analysis of psychologists, the hatred pointed to by this revenge is not a commercial dispute, but related to AIDS!" Meng Feiyang sneered at him: "Just now I said to stay away from psychologists, but now I take what they say as a golden rule. Where is the consciousness of professional criminal investigators?" "If it weren't for my high awareness, I wouldn't care about these things. The grievances between Kosuke Youchuan and Zhang Naichi are none of my business!" Tong Xiao sneered. "That's true." Meng Feiyang asked curiously, "Why are you so interested in this matter? I remember you mentioned last time that it has something to do with the history of the house 'Yi Yuan'?" "The history of 'Yi Garden'?" Now even Dai Xi was very interested. Tong Xiao's expression became serious for the first time, and he pondered and said: "It is indeed related to 'Yi Yuan', or my father and I have formed an indissoluble bond with 'Yi Yuan'. Hehe, This matter is quite complicated to say, you just listen to it as a story." "'Yiyuan' is an old house with a lot of history. It was built in 1919 by a Dutch Jew named Whistler. This gentleman was a foreign adventurer who came to Shanghai to pan for gold. One of the family members, was a penniless bum when he first arrived in Shanghai, relying on cunning methods, naked greed and omnipotent courage, gradually made his fortune from opium trafficking, and later engaged in various underworld businesses such as horse betting and pornography, Finally, he became the hottest rich man in Shanghai at the beginning of the 20th century. After he got rich, he bought a piece of land in the French Concession and appointed Baoyuan Architects, the most famous architectural firm in Shanghai at that time, to build a villa for him , This is the origin of 'Yi Garden'. Mr. Yuan Jiangning, Baoyuan's boss and chief architect, Dr. Liude, and one of the best architects in Shanghai at that time, designed 'Yi Garden' himself. "Because Whistler likes extravagant and gorgeous effects, Dr. Yuan adopted the Baroque architectural style and made many decorations on the facade and eaves. The exterior lines of the building are round and exquisite carvings are everywhere, and all of them are best used. The milky white marble gives the whole building a clean and clear feeling, and also endows the 'Yi Garden' with a distinctive femininity. Especially at sunrise and sunset, the fiery red sunlight illuminates the round shape of the 'Yi Garden'. The top and the ridge of the roof reflect every sculpture on it beautifully and picturesquely, and together with the lower part as white as jade, it forms a dreamlike softness, which was poetically described by the literati at that time as "Shanghai takes off its rosy clouds". The coat is gently draped over her shoulders', thus, 'Yi Garden' has become a scene in Shanghai. "The house started construction in 1912, and it took seven years to complete. In 1920, Whistler moved in with his whole family, but he lived there for less than a year. He himself was arrested on Nanjing Road because of gang fights." Stabbed to death in public, his industrial empire collapsed overnight. Whistler's widow thought it was the bad luck brought by "Yi Yuan", and decided to sell "Yi Yuan". He bought the house at a reasonable price. Dr. Yuan has run an architectural firm for many years, and he is also very rich. Besides, 'Yiyuan' is like his own child. He has a special feeling for her, and he never wants her to fall into someone else's trap. hand. "Dr. Yuan's family lived in 'Yiyuan' until the eve of liberation. 1949 was approaching, capitalists began to withdraw, and Yuan Jiangning was preparing to settle in the United States with his family. The only thing he couldn't let go of when he left was 'Yiyuan'. At this time, Dr. Yuan's youngest son, Yuan Bohan, offered to stay. Yuan Bohan received Western education since he was a child. He was a talented student at Shanghai's "St. John's University". Later, he received a doctorate in architecture from Harvard University in the United States. Future, in the end, Yuan Jiangning agreed with his son's decision. "In this way, from 1949, Yuan Bohan became the owner of 'Yiyuan'. His talent was valued by the people's government, and he participated in the construction and design of many major projects in New Shanghai. Until the Cultural Revolution came, Yuan Bohan Both Yuan Bohan and his family fell into disaster. Yuan Bohan himself was kicked out of the "Yiyuan" and sent to the countryside. His wife could not bear the insult of the rebels and hanged herself in the hall of "Yiyuan". Yuan Bohan's only His son was beaten to the point of being disabled in both legs and blind in the left eye, and soon died in prison after being tortured. So far, "Yiyuan" has once again witnessed the tragedy of family ruin. "When the ten-year catastrophe finally came to an end, Yuan Bohan was almost sixty years old. When this lonely old man with no relatives returned to Shanghai alone, he found that 'Yiyuan' had become a printing factory. The whole house They are all dilapidated, and there are still workers staying there, everywhere is dirty and filthy; printing machines and papers are piled up everywhere in the yard that was originally lush with green grass and flowers and trees, and the flowers and plants are decaying like a large garbage dump. Hard to find. "Yuan Bohan had nowhere to live, so he appealed everywhere for help. After many coordinations, the printing factory finally agreed to vacate the corridor behind the main building for him to live in, and Yuan Bohan returned to 'Yiyuan'. After a while, a man appeared beside him. A ten-year-old girl called him grandfather. Yuan Bohan explained to everyone that this girl was called Yuan Jia and was his granddaughter. It is said that on the eve of the "Cultural Revolution", Yuan Bohan's son fell in love with a neighbor girl. The man was about to get married, but the "Cultural Revolution" frenzy swept across, and his son was beaten and disabled and died in prison. At that time, the girl was pregnant, so she had to secretly give birth to the child at her mother's house, but she herself died of dystocia. "This poor posthumous child is Yuan Jia. She was brought up by her grandmother. Before she died, her grandmother found Yuan Bohan who had just returned to Shanghai, and entrusted Yuan Jia to him. "Since then, Yuan Bohan and Yuan Jia lived together in a corner of "Yiyuan", accompanied by the roar of printing presses and ink dust all day long. The remnants of the "Cultural Revolution" have not been wiped out, and the dawn of new life has gradually risen over this country. When the 1970s came to an end and Yuan Jia was about to enter high school, China began to reform and open up. Yuan Bohan’s overseas relations turned him from a bug into a sweet potato. Various redress policies came one after another, and Yuan Bohan was not interested in anything else. Hobbies, his only obsession is to go back to 'Yi Garden'! "The situation of Yuan Bohan and Yuan Jia improved a lot during this period. After the connection with overseas was restored, Yuan Bohan's relatives in the United States brought back a lot of money and goods through various channels to support their lives. Modern appliances from the United States, The collections returned from the ransacking, all kinds of imported food, one by one filled the corridor hut where the grandparents and grandchildren lived, which was crowded and warm. At least three days a week, Yuan Bohan went out to appeal to government agencies at all levels, demanding that the printing factory Moved away from 'Yiyuan' and asked the government to return 'Yiyuan' to him. "It's not that simple! "Endless prevarication and procrastination made Yuan Bohan's appeal protracted without any progress. Of course, the government department still made some gestures and ordered the printing factory to find a dormitory elsewhere, which freed up two small rooms. Therefore, Yuan Jia had her own room; Yuan Bohan hung calligraphy and paintings and placed antiques in the corridor, and arranged it according to the appearance of his own study in the past; The paper and books in the garden are very interesting...especially the lilac tree in the middle of the lawn, which was planted by Yuan Bohan's mother. , the lilacs full of trees are in full bloom again, like a purple brocade that is absolutely out of the dust, and the elegant fragrance is floating in the air, as if it came from another world. A few spring breezes wash away, the flowers rain colorfully, and the fragrance of flowers disperses, withering on the pages of books all over the place , as if an invisible hand scribbled down the brilliance and evanescence of life. This scene of both sadness and joy made the ordinary workers in the printing factory who never knew the wind and snow and the moon feel envious. "In this way, although it is still full of scars, 'Yiyuan' still shows a little bit of the unique noble temperament of that era, but the white marble on the main building is covered with jaundice, and her crystal-like beauty like a virgin can no longer be reproduced. now. "In addition to the old man Yuan Bohan running around to complain, the relatives of the Yuan family overseas also rushed to China many times to report the situation to various government departments and demand the return of 'Yi Garden'. Finally, when the midsummer of 1981 came, the Shanghai Municipal Government Under the direct intervention of the leaders, the "Yi Garden" was officially returned to Yuan Bohan. The printing factory stopped production, all the workers were evacuated, and the equipment and various items were temporarily piled up in the "Yi Garden" before it was too late. The night was cool, and Yuan Jia supported his grandfather to wander in the silent garden. The cold moonlight illuminated the solitary figures of the old and the young. The old fire cooking oil, the elegance and wealth, the tragic madness, The noise and vulgarity of the past seemed to have turned into ghosts in the corner of the wall, wandering around them reluctantly. "'One day we will all leave,' the old man said to his granddaughter, shaking his body slightly, 'Jiajia, nothing will be left. But Yiyuan will stay, life is a dream, and Yiyuan It is the basket that carries dreams. My good granddaughter, you must keep Yiyuan, keep her, that is, keep the past, keep even the most humble belief in people's hearts - this is also my greatest expectation for you.' "Since the issue of 'Yi Yuan' has been resolved, the relatives of the Yuan family urged Yuan Bohan to settle in the United States several times. He couldn't leave, he said that his greatest wish was to die in the 'Yi Garden' - he didn't expect it to be a prophecy! "That is, in the midsummer of this year, Yuan Jia took the college entrance examination, and she was admitted to Fudan University with excellent grades. Everyone was happy for the grandparents. At the beginning of September, Yuan Bohan personally accompanied his granddaughter, carrying luggage I went to report to the school in the east of Shanghai. From then on, Yuan Bohan was left to live alone in the "Yiyuan". Yuan Bohan was old, and Yuan Jia was worried that he would not be taken care of after he left. A nanny came to take care of the housework and lived in Yuan Jia's room. Yuan Jia would go home every Sunday to visit his grandfather, but he didn't stay overnight. After dinner, he took the tram back to school.