Chapter 7 Chapter VII

That night, Jiang Lan was detained in the detention room of the detention center.When she was interrogated the next day, it was found that her clothes were covered with blood, and even the ground was covered with blood.It turned out that she bit off her tongue at night, and she didn't want to talk about her past. When Wu Bingbing returned home, it was almost noon. While looking for newspapers from a few months ago, she hurriedly turned on the computer.Unexpectedly, Zhang Qun had already sent the information. In front of it was a cartoon of a clown laughing happily, and attached a few greetings to comfort her.Thinking of the alienation from Zhang Qun at the beginning, she felt a little guilty.

The first to publish the murder case was "City News".This was followed by follow-up reports from the Southern Herald, many of which were written by Zhang Qun.Afterwards, "E City Evening News", "Mass Entertainment", and "Legal System Reading" all followed up in a swarm of speculation, making a lot of noise for several months.The incident occurred in early May, and Wu Bingbing was at a university hundreds of miles away at the time. He was busy with homework and did not see any reports about the case. "City News" reported on May 7, 2002. The title was "An Unnamed Male Corpse Found in the Stone Forest of Volcanic Ruins in the Suburbs." Reported by reporter Feng Gang, the content is as follows——

At 4:50 p.m. yesterday, in the stone forest of volcanic ruins 25 kilometers west of the city, Cai and his wife, tourists from Jiangsu, found an unidentified corpse under a pile of volcanic rocks.After receiving the report, the Municipal Public Security Bureau quickly dispatched personnel to conduct investigation after sealing off the scene.It was preliminarily determined that the deceased was a male, about 50 years old, his identity was unknown, and it was a homicide. Due to the recent increase in foreign tourists, the stone forest of volcanic ruins, which is rarely visited by people, has ushered in batch after batch of sightseeing and curious guests.The Cai couple spent an afternoon in the volcanic stone forest. When they walked to the rocky area two kilometers away from the crater, they found a wild dog picking things among the stone piles, and one had been torn to pieces. The arms are exposed.They observed carefully and agreed that the buried body was a corpse, so they called the police with their mobile phones.After the autopsy, the public security organ confirmed that the victim died two days ago. Because the body was buried deeply, except for one broken arm, the other parts were basically intact.

Next, the Municipal Public Security Bureau published an announcement on the "E City Evening News" on May 8, 2002 to claim the body and assist in solving the case. In addition to the half-length photo of the victim's body, there are some suggestive text descriptions—— The corpse of an unnamed male, 1.72 meters tall, aged about 50 years old, thin and long face, pointed chin, hanging eyes, moderate myopia, fair complexion (the face of the corpse was somewhat swollen and discolored); Cha is manufactured by a company in Hong Kong; he is wearing a short-sleeved checked cotton shirt and dark brown slacks.Some cash was found in the deceased's trouser pocket, but no identification could be found.After DNA testing, the blood type of the deceased was AB.The investigative agency also extracted some microparticles from his shirt, which were tested as a kind of oil paint adherent. It is suspected that his occupation is related to painting, or that he had contact with people engaged in oil painting before his death.The deceased was killed from 12 o'clock at night on May 5 to 4 o'clock in the morning of the next day.The family members of the victim are requested to contact the Bureau as soon as possible after comparison, to claim the body and cooperate in solving the case.I also hope that the informed people from all walks of life can provide various clues to solve the case, and the bureau will give corresponding rewards!

It was not until 20 days later, on May 28, 2002, that "Southern Herald" had any news about the case.This manuscript was written by Zhang Quncai, and the title is ""5.7" volcanic crater concealed body case detected, female painter detained on suspicion of intentional homicide".The main contents are as follows-- A few days ago, the "5.7" volcanic crater case, which has attracted widespread attention from the society, has made a breakthrough due to the report of the insider. The police have identified the deceased as Hong Kong art dealer Chen Zhongjie, and yesterday he was suspected of intentional homicide. Jiang Lan, a female painter from the City Academy of Painting, was detained for criminal detention.Jiang Lan is 35 years old this year and is a signed painter of the City Academy of Painting. She came to this city 4 years ago. It is said that she came back from abroad, and her parents are now in Portugal.

The reporter learned from relevant parties that the witness saw the characteristics of the victim from the corpse recovery announcement, and guessed that it might be the art dealer he had seen before.The witness and the criminal suspect Jiang Lan were colleagues, and knew something about Jiang Lan's past and her contacts with the art dealer, so she suspected that the death of the art dealer was related to Jiang Lan; she chose to report the case after hesitating for a long time.Because her proof was a breakthrough in solving the case, the public security organ rewarded her. "Southern Herald" published on June 2, 2002 "One of the follow-up reports on female painter Jiang Lan's suspected murder case", reporter Zhang Qun.The main contents are as follows--

Female painter kills?And is Jiang Lan, a famous female painter in this city, the murderer? ——Many people said it was difficult to understand, some people were dubious about it, and some people even thought it was a mistake.With these questions in mind, the reporter conducted a follow-up interview on the case.Because the investigation of the case has not yet concluded, we cannot grasp the specifics of the case. However, the reporter investigated the places where Jiang Lan worked and lived as comprehensively as possible, interviewed her neighbors and colleagues, and exclusively visited The intellectual person in this case, Wang Moumou, was rewarded.

Wang Moumou is also a female painter of the City Academy of Painting, slightly older than Jiang Lan, and Jiang Lan usually calls her elder sister.In fact, she had only met Chen Zhongjie a few times, and she hadn't figured out the relationship between Chen and Jiang Lan until today.To be more precise, she only knew that the man was called Chen Zhongjie when she saw the body claim announcement.Wang Moumou recalled that the first time she saw this person was a year ago, when she and Jiang Lan were appointed by the Art Academy of E City to fly from Province A in the south to Harbin in the northeast to participate in the Sino-Russian oil painting exhibition.I remember that Jiang Lan didn't want to go at that time, but the leaders of the painting academy decided to let her be the representative, and she didn't refuse until the departure.She said it was her first trip to another province in several years.I was still puzzled at the time. She stayed in the studio all day and didn't want to travel far. How did she draw such a good painting?

On the second day of the exhibition, a group of Hong Kong guests came to our southern exhibition area.I saw a very thin middle-aged man staring at Jiang Lan, so I poked Jiang Lan to remind her. I didn't expect her face to change when she saw the man, and she quickly avoided her eyes.From the moment the man looked at her, he seemed to be sure that he hadn't mistaken her, so he walked up on his own initiative, shouted something, asked if it was you?why are you hereI have been looking for you for a long time?When did you return home?Jiang Lan looked very nervous, saying that you have identified the wrong person, and she also hid back, greeted me, and hurriedly went to the bathroom at the far end of the building.The man followed her a few steps with a puzzled face, and wandered around, occasionally glancing towards the bathroom door.I think he must know Jiang Lan, otherwise how would he know about her going abroad.But what did he call her?I didn't catch it, obviously the name was wrong.When Jiang Lan returned to the hotel room that day, when I asked her who that person was, she said she didn't know her, and the other party had identified the wrong person.Unexpectedly, the doorbell rang at this time, and the man actually found the room where we lived.I saw him through the peephole on the door. Jiang Lan first refused to let me open the door. I said otherwise and called the floor security, but Jiang Lan refused to let me call. Forget it, don't make trouble.In the end, she couldn't resist the man ringing the doorbell, so she opened the door and said to the man standing at the door: "Sir, you really misidentified the person. I am not the person you said, I don't know you, and I have never been abroad. Please don’t disturb us, or my colleagues will call the police.” After the man left, I thought, Jiang Lan could say that the other party admitted the wrong person, but why did she say that she had never been abroad?She clearly came back from abroad, why would she lie?

On the morning of the third day, Jiang Lan suddenly proposed to go back to the south, and took out two booked air tickets.I was not prepared, so I asked what to do with the art exhibition. She said that she had completed all commissioning procedures and asked the main exhibition unit to act as an agent for all affairs, including returning the exhibited drawings after the exhibition.It was only then that I realized that this was what she had planned in advance. She obviously had something on her mind, which might have something to do with avoiding that strange man.When we got back, no one mentioned that incident.One morning two months later, the communication room downstairs in the office called and said that someone was looking for Jiang Lan. When Jiang Lan went downstairs to meet her, all of us stuck out our heads and looked out. I was the only one who knew her. The person who was looking for her was in Harbin. The man who arrived.Later we found out that Jiang Lan had gone out with that person, and we didn't know where he went.Afterwards, I asked about the man. Jiang Lan downplayed it, saying that he was an art dealer and a friend from the past, and didn't say anything else.

Didn't I think she said she didn't know him?How did you become an old acquaintance again?But he didn't say it, but happily said that you know the art dealer, so how about introducing it to colleagues in the unit, and let us all sell more paintings.She said casually, when the opportunity arises, she turned around and left to do other things.She didn't introduce the art dealer to anyone.Every time the art dealer came to look for him, she would accompany him out, far away from the work unit.Many people have seen with their own eyes that the art dealer took away many of Jiang Lan's paintings again and again, but they don't know how much Jiang Lan sold for.After a while, it was rare to see the art dealer come to work to find her.Unexpectedly, the two have been in contact, and the art dealer even moved into Jiang Lan's house. We didn't know that the art dealer lived in Jiang Lan's house at first.I only felt that she might have a lover or a friend living together, but never thought that she would be with such an old and ugly man.Once a painter went to sketch in the wild, and when he came back, he told us that he saw Jiang Lan on a very remote hillside. Jiang Lan was also sketching. I couldn't help but see the scars on her face—a few bruises on her forehead and one cheek, her lips and chin were swollen, and her pretty face was disfigured.The painter asked her what happened?She said she accidentally fell and injured herself.The painter didn't believe it, and when she continued to ask, she angrily packed up her easel and left. That day, the unit was busy, and Jiang Lan couldn't be found, and no one answered the phone, so I asked me to go to her house to find her.I rode a bicycle to her house in Yulin Village, west of the city. Just as I was about to knock on the door of the yard, I heard the sound of arguing inside. A man and a woman, up and down, were arguing very fiercely, and things fell on the ground in between. The sound of shattering, or the sound of glass bottles and china breaking.Afterwards, the noise stopped for a while, and the woman's suppressed crying was heard, and it took a long time to stop crying.Then the quarrel started again, you said one sentence to another, the woman seemed to be begging, while the man spoke in a vicious tone... Wang Moumou said, I didn't go into Jiang Lan's house that day, but I came back and told the leader that I couldn't find her. But since then, I have doubts and worries about the relationship between Jiang Lan and that art dealer.I think Jiang Lan's past is as complicated as her psychology, making it difficult to see, understand, and understand.I once thought this way, the art dealer obviously knew Jiang Lan, otherwise Jiang Lan, who is so talented and beautiful, would never be willing to be with him, and humbly succumbed to this old and ugly man.Judging from Jiang Lan's inconsistent attitude towards him, the art dealer obviously knew something about Jiang Lan's past - what?It is nothing more than her secrets that are unknown to others, and she uses this as a threat to entangle and control Jiang Lan... In the meantime, "Legal Reading" published the interview notes of the newspaper's reporter on May 29, 2002, entitled "The Female Painter Jiang Lan in the Eyes of the Villagers".The content is excerpted as follows - The female painter Jiang Lan lives in a courtyard in Yulin Village, Chengguan Town, the western suburbs of this city. She bought it when she came back from abroad a few years ago.A few days ago, when the reporter went to Yulin Village for an interview, he saw that the yard where Jiang Lan lived was sealed.The villagers talked about the incident.Some people said that they had seen the dead man, that he had been to Jiang Lan's house many times, and suspected that he was Jiang Lan's lover. Some people saw him walking out of this yard in the morning, and speculated that he might have lived in Jiang Lan's house that day.Some people disagreed with his statement, saying that the man had nothing to do with Jiang Lan at all, saying that he was just an art dealer, because every time he came to look for Jiang Lan, he always took away large and small bundles of paintings when he left, and he must have come to pick up the goods of.Some people still insist on the former point of view, and cited examples to prove that one night it rained heavily, a villager came back from the outside by car, and saw Jiang Lan running outside crying in the rain, and ran into the wild to shout .It wasn't until the rain stopped and the art dealer came out of her house that he pulled her back from the outside.The art dealer coaxed her like a couple.Many villagers said that they had seen Jiang Lan and that man walking in the field. Jiang Lan was not only beautiful, but also very cultivated. That man can't imagine.Some villagers said that they usually saw Jiang Lan go out to paint on a motorcycle, and when she came back, she lived alone in such a big yard, and worried about her safety. Later, she found out that she fed a wolf dog, and often heard that Only after hearing the barking of a wolf dog, did she feel that there was no need to worry about her anymore. On the day when the police officers came to arrest her, nearby residents and people witnessed that the female artist was in the yard at that time, and she was painting in the yard early in the morning, with the easel placed under the awning in the middle of the yard.When several policemen came to the yard with her female colleague, the gate of the fence was not closed, and they entered. The female painter didn't notice anyone coming, her brush was flying up and down, and she was painting with sweat on her face.A group of people stood behind her, watching in silence.Due to the artist's force, the painting knife fell to the ground. When she bent down to pick it up, she was surprised to see someone coming.She seemed to understand something, and slowly swept her eyes around the policeman, finally resting her eyes on her colleague Wang Moumou, staring at her with wide eyes and motionless.Wang Moumou had no choice but to avoid looking, and hid himself behind the police.When Jiang Lan was handcuffed and walked out protected by two policemen, her feet were moving forward, but her body was twisted, and she turned her head and still stared straight at her female colleague, her eyes were like knives It's so cold and gloomy that even the people next to it look terrified.All the while, she didn't say a word. "Southern Herald" published "Following Report on Female Painter Jiang Lan's Suspected Murder Case No. 3" on June 4, 2002, reporter Zhang Qun.The main contents are as follows-- The suspected murder case of the female painter has been disclosed for many days. The reporter visited the Public Security Bureau a few days ago to interview.However, the reporter made in-depth investigations into the insiders, and learned through internal relationships, and finally knew that something unexpected had happened.It is said that after Jiang Lan was taken to the Public Security Bureau, she remained silent and did not ask a word for a whole day.That night, she was detained in the detention room of the detention center.When she was interrogated the next day, it was found that her clothes were covered with blood, and even the ground was covered with blood.It turned out that she bit off her tongue at night.The police were very surprised and said that such an incident had never occurred in this city.She has been sent to the hospital for treatment, but the doctor said that the bitten off tongue was discovered too late, after a whole night, the nerves are dead, and there is no possibility of reconnecting. Currently, Jiang Lan is still being held in custody, but her interrogation has been suspended.As for why Jiang Lan bit her tongue and self-mutilated—was it against interrogation?Still have some unspeakable secrets?The public security organ didn't say anything, and others were just guessing. It seems that only she can make it clear. "Mass Entertainment" published an article by veteran artist Yuan Moumou on July 13, 2002, entitled "Cold-Blooded Murderer and Beautiful Painter".The main contents are as follows-- Four years ago, a painter named Jiang Lan came back from abroad. Although her hair was also black and her skin was yellow, she came here wrapped in foreign winds, but she overwhelmed the city's painting circle.She proposes a post-modern revolution in painting, and theorists generally believe that her painting concept is new.Obsessed with dazzling colors, she claims to indulge the howl of visual language.Painting is not limited to knives and pens, but by whatever means, various techniques, and various pigments are for my use.She imitated other Western painters, painting nude behind closed doors, splashing at will, rubbing with hands and stomping on her feet, almost crazy.Some people say that her paintings are three-dimensional magicism, some people say that her paintings are full of oriental mystery, and some people say that her paintings are purely mystical and have no artistic value. It is this controversial female painter who has been widely debated. No one would have thought that she would be arrested for killing and throwing her body.The occurrence of this incident is undoubtedly an enlightenment for those who blindly admire the so-called Western trendy ideas and abandon their national culture.I remember that not long ago, a critic unashamedly expounded on the theme of the female painter’s paintings, saying that she used her heart and life to express the tension, depression, conflict, pain, fear, confusion, and desperate plight of human existence, etc.Woohoo, according to this metaphysical theory, then the hope of painting should be pinned on those insane and murderers.isn't it?Looking at the problem from the postmodern point of view, maybe there are everything in the psychopath and the murderer, of course, there are also one-sidedness, stubbornness, arrogance, ignorance, barbarism and absurdity.A pervert who is going to extremes in art, without laws, morals and norms in mind, is sought after and supported by the so-called elites.The old man shouted here: Elites, wake up! "Southern Herald" published on August 26, 2002 "Following Report on Female Painter Jiang Lan's Suspected Murder Case No. 5", the main title is "The Mystery of the Female Painter's Identity", reporter Zhang Qun.The main contents are as follows-- The reporter learned from relevant departments that Jiang Lan was involved in the homicide case. After the investigation by the public security organ was completed, the case was transferred to the procuratorate for prosecution on June 18.However, after the preliminary examination, the procuratorate returned all the transferred case files to the Public Security Bureau on the grounds that the identity of the female painter Jiang Lan had not been investigated clearly, requesting additional investigation.After supplementary investigation by the Public Security Bureau, the case file was re-transferred to the Procuratorate on July 3.Unexpectedly, the procuratorate returned the file for the second time and requested additional investigation.The reason is the identity of the female painter Jiang Lan. The reporter interviewed police officer Wang, who was in charge of the case from the Criminal Investigation Team of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. He said that the public security organs had tried their best to investigate the identity of the criminal suspect Jiang Lan.Jiang Lan's record of returning to China was found out through the entry-exit management department.Her passport is now missing, and that record is the only lead to her identity.She entered the country from Macau via Hong Kong on April 11, 1998, and passed Shenzhen Customs, holding a Portuguese passport.Contacting the Portuguese side through the foreign affairs department, it was found out that the inspection agency for the passport was the local police station of Madeira, Portugal.That is a small Atlantic island more than 800 kilometers south of the country's capital.The foreign affairs department could only send a letter to investigate. The police station replied that they could not find any records about Jiang Lan.The police investigated the overseas Chinese through the Chinese embassy in Portugal, and did not find out anything about Jiang Lan's parents in Portugal.Jiang Lan's information before entering the country could not be found. Retrieving Jiang Lan's files is only about the four years since returning to China, and it couldn't be simpler. The ancestral home filled in the file form is China, and she was originally an overseas Chinese in Portugal. Over the past few years, all colleagues in the painting academy have known that she came back from Portugal, and her parents are still abroad.Now the domestic situation is better, and more overseas Chinese who went out in previous lives have returned to China, so there is nothing to make a fuss about.In addition, Jiang Lan seldom talks about her life abroad, so there are few people who can provide her with information about her life abroad.In desperation, the police published notices in Hong Kong's "Ta Kung Pao" and Macau's "Xinhua Australia News", hoping that Jiang Lan's parents would contact our police after seeing the news. Officer Wang also said that according to the law, if a criminal suspect refuses to reveal his true identity, or cannot find out his true identity for a while, he will be convicted and sentenced according to the established criminal facts and his self-reported name.Now, Jiang Lan bit her tongue and self-mutilated, unwilling to reveal her identity—but when the police interrogated her, she nodded and admitted the killing process, but she didn't want to say more about the cause and effect.Every time the police gave her a pen to write, she would break it in half.It is said that she also attempted suicide twice, one time she stabbed herself in the heart with a toothbrush handle, but was rescued and out of danger. It is said that the public security organ has recently transferred the case to the procuratorate again, and hopes that the case will be tried as soon as possible through the procuratorate's review and prosecution.The police officers interviewed said that each of them had a bunch of cases in their hands and was busy with other cases, so they didn't have so much time and energy to devote to this one case. "E City Evening News" published a news article on September 24, 2002, with the headline "Intentional Murderer Jiang Lan Was Executed Today."The main contents are as follows-- This morning, the Municipal Intermediate People's Court announced the death penalty approval order of the Provincial Higher People's Court for the intentional murderer Jiang Lan, and escorted him to the execution ground for execution by shooting. Defendant Jiang Lan, female, aged 35, was born in Portugal, and her parents are Portuguese overseas Chinese. In 1998, Jiang Lan returned to China and settled down, and signed a contract with the E City Art Academy.The defendant, Jiang Lan, had a dispute with her cohabiting boyfriend, Hong Kong art dealer Chen Zhongjie. On May 5, 2002, in the middle of the night of May 5, 2002, while Chen was asleep, she killed Chen with a painting knife, and then rode a motorcycle to transport the body dozens of kilometers away that night. Buried in the forest of volcanic stone ruins.According to the criminal law of our country, Jiang Lan has constituted the crime of intentional homicide, so he is sentenced to death according to law.The defendant, Jiang Lan, confessed to the above-mentioned criminal facts. When the sentencing meeting was held in the city square, thousands of people came to watch.After the sentencing meeting, Jiang Lan was escorted to Heiyunpo, 30 kilometers away, for execution.There is a fixed execution ground, closed with barbed wire, and outsiders are not allowed to approach. After reading the materials of Jiang Lan's murder case, Wu Bingbing felt lucky to meet Zhang Qun. It seemed that Zhang Qun had solved her troubled heart. She felt that she had something to say to him.That afternoon, she called Zhang Qun and thanked her for showing her those materials.Zhang Qun was a little surprised by her solemnity. "I thought I was the only one who was interested in this case," Zhang Qun said, "I didn't expect you to be interested too." "I'm interested." Wu Bingbing said.She wanted to say, because this case has something to do with me, judging from various sources of information, the heart of this female painter named Jiang Lan may be in me, and I have repeatedly felt the memories and experiences of that heart.But she was afraid that saying this would frighten Zhang Qun, so she had to say: "I am very curious about this female painter." "Yes, her fate is both tragic and mysterious." "They didn't figure out Jiang Lan's identity in the end?" "I only know that she returned to China four years ago, but I couldn't find out before." "There must be someone who knows her, right? That Chen Zhongjie—is there anyone in his family and friends who knows her? And her colleagues and friends in the unit, don't they know her past?" "They went to Hong Kong to investigate Chen Zhongjie. He has been single for many years, lived alone, and wandered around. No one knew him well, let alone the women he knew; .” "It seems that we can only go abroad to investigate?" "They said that the Public Security Bureau has no funds to go abroad, and they also said that there is no need to go abroad for investigation." "Then, do you think her identity is unclear?" "I don't think so, it's just harder to check." "By the way, that female colleague in her unit, the one she's best with—what's her name called Wang? Don't you know her past? Didn't Jiang Lan tell her when they got better?" "No. If there is, the Public Security Bureau has already investigated. I am not reconciled, and I went to that woman twice. The second time was in the hospital. I asked her to recall—oh, she didn't say anything until she died. what." "What? Her female colleague died?" "Suicide, jumped from the window sill on the third floor of her house - didn't fall to her death at the time, broke her leg, had cerebral hemorrhage, lost both eyes, lay in the hospital for a week, died..." "Blind in both eyes?" Wu Bingbing asked vigilantly, "What does that woman look like?" She remembered the woman who had her eyes gouged out in her dream, "Is she very thin? Small? long hair?" "Yes, he is not tall, very thin, with pale complexion—" "Flat face and a mole on the chin?" "Yes, yes." Zhang Qun asked, "How do you know?" I have seen her, not only in my dreams, but elsewhere, it seems.Wu Bingbing once again said nothing.All the dead people that appeared in the dream were confirmed in reality, some of them were predicted by her beforehand, some of them were reappeared afterwards, and all of them seemed to be connected with her heart. This heart belonged to Jiang Lan, and the vengeful woman in white had already told her that she had the heart of a murderer.That heart kept telling the past of its owner, playing her memories and experiences persistently in the newcomer's body, revealing irrepressible resentment and anger... "I'll tell you. Let's stop here. I have something to do now." After talking on the phone with Zhang Qun, the first thing Wu Bingbing had to do was to talk to her father and Dr. Meng and talk to them about the secret of her heart transplant.But her father was not at home, and she was an impatient person who would do what she said, so she went out and "beat" her to the hospital.She wants to tell Dr. Meng everything she has discovered, and see how he can hide it from her? She rushed to the hospital, but because Dr. Meng went out for a meeting and couldn't see him, she had to leave angrily.When she walked out of the gate of the hospital, she saw the man with a strong body, gray hair and crew cut, and a pair of golden fish eyes on his broad face again in the parking lot outside.He was leaving by car at this time. Without the slightest hesitation, she hailed a taxi and followed the car he was in—she wanted to find out who that person was.After following closely for more than half an hour, the car finally drove into a compound, and the man also got out of the car.She got out of the taxi in front of the door, raised her head and saw the unit clearly. It turned out to be the Municipal Intermediate Court. After asking, she realized that it was Dean Geng of the court.This made Wu Bingbing hug her shoulders tightly and think with her brows furrowed. Dad—Dr. Meng; Dr. Meng—Dean Geng; Dean Geng—Jiang Lan; she understood that their contact must be related to my heart transplant.No wonder Dr. Meng didn't tell me who he was.He was afraid that I knew too much. But why do I dream of him?Did you dream about the death of Dean Geng? ... That night, Wu Bingbing had a serious talk with her father.She told him intermittently about her questions and what she had seen and heard these days.Dad never listened so seriously, he either had something on his mind, or Bing Bing's words carried weight in his heart, he walked around the room, kept smoking, and finally admitted that he used Jiang Lan's heart as an excuse. The fact that she had a heart transplant. Dad told the whole story, and Bingbing was not surprised at all. Dad went on to say: "There is no way. I have been waiting for nearly a year. Every time there is a traffic accident or other illness in the hospital, I will meet with Dr. Meng. I have come into contact with dozens of patients. Either with you I’m sorry, or the family members don’t agree to the donation. It was a coincidence that Jiang Lan’s heart was encountered. When she attempted suicide in prison and was sent to the hospital for treatment, Dr. Meng happened to be attending. When she was checked and tested, she was found. Her blood type and her heart also match yours. So, after knowing that she had been sentenced to death, we consulted with President Geng of the court. When Jiang Lan executed the death sentence, the hospital's mobile operating vehicle drove to the execution ground and took away her heart..." Dad paused, sighed deeply, and said, "Forgive Dad for not telling you, I thought at the time—it's better not to let you know, and I didn't even tell your mother." Bingbing listened calmly, with her arms crossed and lying on the edge of the table opposite her father, occasionally raising her head to look at her father inquiringly, but she still didn't know what to say.She felt that there was a hole in her father's heart, deep and unfathomable, and she wanted to peek in through the hole, but she felt the chill soaking into her skin. She asked abruptly: "Is there no one to collect Jiang Lan's body?" Dad said: "I can't find her parents, and others can't do it for me." "Then what happened to her body in the end?" "After the heart was taken, the hospital took her to be cremated." "What about her ashes? Are they still in the hospital?" "That's not true. La's cremation was decided by the court. They sent someone to follow the car to execute it. After the cremation, the urn was kept by the court and only waited for her parents or relatives to claim it. But until now, her parents have not been contacted." , and there is no news of any of her relatives..." Bingbing sighed, and said distractedly: "The lingering spirit, it must be the lingering spirit! She hates others, and she thinks that others have harmed her..." Dad asked, "Haunted? What do you mean?" "It's just that the ghost is lingering...she will take revenge on us!" She put her head in her hands and said angrily: Dad smiled wryly, "She's all dead, I don't believe there will be any ghost revenge." Bingbing yelled impatiently and bluntly: "Three people who performed the operation died one after another. If it wasn't for revenge, what happened? First Kang Qiujing, then He Guomin—that sanitation worker who was digging up excrement at the entrance of the sewer , suddenly fell headfirst, and found that he was already dead. And Wei Pan, who has always been in good health, said something happened and it happened, and he said he died, so what happened if he was not killed by others?" "Others? How is that possible? You didn't see it, you just suspected it. They all had surgery, so it must be because of their health!" "Wei Pan has been undergoing surgery for five years. He has been fine all these years, but something happened this month. And Kang Qiujing, her younger brother said that she is usually in good health, but—all of them died in the last month." Dad took a deep breath, coughed suddenly, and after a while, he said: "This is what I have been worrying about these days. It can only be said that the operation was not successful, or the recovery is not good. I sometimes doubt, Meng Is the doctor's technique really that reliable? ——However, your situation is different. Not only Dr. Meng, but all the doctors and nurses say that your surgery is perfect and there will be no problems, so you don't have to worry. " Bingbing said: "What about my dreams? Those chaotic nightmares, and seeing Jiang Lan in my dreams all the time, those places I haven't been to, those beasts chasing me, and those dead people on the road, how should I explain it? Woolen cloth?" "Then don't explain it." Dad said, "Everyone has dreams, and dreams are naturally weird. Dr. Meng said, like you who have undergone heart surgery, there will be worries and fears in the subconscious, and they will accumulate there over time. , will be released slowly through the dream..." "I don't understand." Bingbing was frustrated because she couldn't communicate with her father. "Let's just talk about Jiang Lan. I haven't seen it at all. Why did it appear in my dream? Some dreams are still related to things during the day." "You must have seen her, or in the newspaper, or on TV, or in a park, on the side of the road, in a shop window or in a bulletin board a few years ago, sometimes you just don't remember it." "I really haven't seen it." Bingbing shook her head. "Why is she chasing me like a devil?" "Dreams themselves are magical." Dad said, "I also often have strange dreams. Sometimes I dream of being chased and killed by an enemy, which beat me to the ground... I secretly remember the other person's face, and the next day Think about it when you go to work, it is a colleague in the office, and he is reporting to you with a smile on his face. You say it is absurd, but do you think this dream can be taken seriously?" "Anyway, I can't explain it clearly." Bingbing said discouragedly, "I don't think I can explain it either." Dad came over, patted her on the head and said, "Don't worry, you'll be fine with Dad here. - Well, I have to go out for a while. You go upstairs and watch TV with your mother." Dad put on his coat and got ready to go out.Bingbing said it's so late, Dad, don't go out.Dad said that there is something wrong with the unit and he has to go there.Bingbing said threateningly, Dad, you need to spend more time with mom, she is in menopause.Dad said that it is enough to have my precious daughter with me, and I will come back as soon as I go. When Dad was about to go out, Bingbing remembered something and yelled again. "Father, I forgot to ask you. I remember that the day I was discharged from the hospital, you called someone and seemed to buy some paintings... Did you buy Jiang Lan's paintings?" "Well, I want to buy her paintings. One is that the collectors say her paintings have potential value, and the other is that they also have a commemorative meaning in the home. I feel a sense of intimacy, so I contact them to buy them. But the art academy and the museum are both high and low. If you don’t sell it, it’s fine in the end.” "I heard from a reporter that Jiang Lan said in court that she would burn all her paintings." "I haven't heard of this, but because of her case and her death, her paintings have become more famous. Some art dealers are willing to pay seven figures for one of her paintings... Well, I'm leaving." Bingbing said sadly to herself: "I want to burn all the paintings I have drawn in my life. It seems that she is completely desperate. I know the meaning of the word 'heart like ashes'—" "What are you talking about? Are you all right?" Dad asked. "It's okay, Dad. Go and come back!" Bingbing said. After Dad went out, Bingbing turned off the light. She didn't go upstairs to watch TV, but sat there alone and thought hard.The watery moonlight poured in through the spacious windows, magnifying her figure greatly.The curtains were blown by the wind, and scattered blurred shadows in front of her...