Chapter 24 Chapter 23 Yue Xiaohui's Secret

C City Public Security Bureau Tiedong Sub-bureau, at the end of the corridor on the third floor. "Aren't you fucking right?" Gao Liang looked at Du Cheng, his eyes widened in surprise, "Using tricks on the leader?" "What the hell are you talking about!" Zhang Zhenliang dragged Gao Liang into the stairwell, "Then he didn't ask you to locate him and check the call records." "The last time I checked Lao Luo's call records, it was considered a violation of discipline. Still here?" Gao Liang looked dissatisfied, "Ma Jian was the deputy director of the branch before retiring. Isn't it good to do so?"

"Xiao Gao, do you know what case I'm investigating?" Du Cheng asked him. "I know a little bit." Gao Liang looked at Zhang Zhenliang and then at Du Cheng, "A case more than 20 years ago - related to Ma Jian?" "I'm not sure yet. So I need your help." Du Cheng patted Gao Liang on the shoulder, "This case is very important to me. Whether I can close my eyes and leave in peace depends on whether this case can be solved." "Damn, you old guy." Gao Liang muttered, but his emotions relaxed a bit. "Liangzi, how does Brother Zhang treat you?" Zhang Zhenliang handed him a cigarette, "Didn't I ask you?"

"Okay, okay." Gao Liang lit a cigarette and waved his hand, "You two are really fucking convinced. Wait for my news—don't say I did it!" Du Cheng and Zhang Zhenliang nodded again and again.Gao Liang glared at them, turned and left the stairwell. Seeing him walking away, Zhang Zhenliang asked in a low voice: "Master, do you really think that Luo Shaohua and Ma Jian..." "Well, they probably knew they had arrested the wrong person a long time ago." Du Cheng nodded, "It was you who reminded me." Indeed, Ma Jian and Luo Shaohua were the police officers who Zhang Zhenliang reminded him of the 1992 "October 28" rape, homicide and dismemberment case.What he implied was that the reason why this case was not solved was because once the real culprit was caught, it might prove that this person was responsible for the previous series of murders.The direct consequence is that the settled case of Xu Mingliang is wrong.This is a result that no one can afford, so it is better to put the case on the shelf.

Of course, this inference is based on the premise that there is only one murderer from beginning to end.In this regard, Du Cheng still has reservations.In his view, the "10.28" murder case in 1992 had too many doubts, and it was difficult to connect it with the previous series of rape and murder cases.What's more, he couldn't believe that the two old friends from back then would let the murderer go unpunished because they didn't dare to take responsibility.However, Du Cheng insisted on investigating Luo Shaohua and Ma Jian for other reasons. "I'm just guessing." Zhang Zhenliang waved his hand, "Later, I checked again. At that time, the whole situation was engaged in a drug case, and maybe there was no time to spare."

"At this stage of the investigation, all possibilities must not be let go." Du Cheng leaned against the wall, trying his best to stretch his aching abdomen, "I thought it was strange that Luo Shaohua came to me that night. Then he and Ma Jian met and talked for a long time, and it was definitely not as simple as reminiscing about old friends—that was even more strange." "Do you think it has something to do with the case back then?" "I don't know. But Luo Shaohua must be doing something that we can't let us know." "I also noticed that he has binoculars in his bag—he seems to be watching someone." Zhang Zhenliang nodded, "And he's a dangerous guy, otherwise he wouldn't be carrying a telescopic baton."

"That's right. Besides, he probably knows a lot of old colleagues, why did he come to me?" Du Cheng frowned, "We almost broke up our relationship." "Is it to deal with the ex-son-in-law?" "Not at all." Du Cheng was happy, and there was another pain in his abdomen, "Lao Luo needs our help if he wants to clean up Xiangyang?" Zhang Zhenliang also felt that his conjecture was untenable, so he laughed.Immediately, he noticed that Du Cheng's complexion was getting worse and worse. "Master, do you feel unwell?" Zhang Zhenliang stepped forward to support Du Cheng, "Go to my office and rest for a while."

"No need." Du Cheng forced a smile at him, "There are still things to do." "You rest, I will run for you." "You can do your work, just help me keep an eye on Dian Gaoliang in the bureau." Du Cheng's expression was quite helpless, "You can't help me with today's matter, I have to pick up the two little guys first. " Half an hour later, Du Cheng picked up Wei Jiong at a bus stop under Xi'an Bridge, and drove to Yue Xiaohui's house.Along the way, he looked at Wei Jiong sitting in the rear seat with a reserved face through the rearview mirror, secretly amused in his heart.

When preparing to investigate the people on the list provided by Yang Guiqin, Yue Xiaohui proposed to participate.Du Cheng flatly refused, thinking that the two children could not help at all, and it was better to stay with Ji Qiankun to look for clues.Unexpectedly, Yue Xiaohui took out the perfume and even waved at him. "Officer Du, if you spray this thing, it will be very strange, right?" Du Cheng knew her intention immediately: if the murderer had killed people because of the stimulation of the perfume, even if he smelled that smell more than twenty years later, he would still have a reaction.Because olfactory memory is the longest-lasting of all human memories.If the visit is accompanied by the smell of perfume, maybe the murderer will show his feet.

Bring Yue Xiaohui and perfume, maybe it will have a surprising effect.So, Du Cheng thought about it and agreed to Yue Xiaohui's participation in the interview.However, he still felt awkward taking a young girl to investigate the case, so he simply asked Wei Jiong to go with him. When they arrived at the agreed meeting place, Yue Xiaohui didn't come.Wei Jiong called her twice to urge her, and after waiting for more than ten minutes, Yue Xiaohui arrived slowly. After getting in the car, Yue Xiaohui said "Sorry for keeping you waiting" and stopped talking, her expression was very depressed, compared with the excited look a few days ago, she was a completely different person.

Du Cheng looked at the rearview mirror, sniffed, and asked, "Have you brought your perfume?" Yue Xiaohui kept looking out of the window, and replied sullenly: "I have." "You can put it on now." Du Cheng raised his hand to start the car and drove on the road, "Didn't you say that the back tone is the most likely to stimulate the murderer? We will need about twenty minutes to get there." "Actually, it may not be perfume." Yue Xiaohui suddenly became coy, "Maybe I guessed wrong?" Wei Jiong turned his head and looked at Yue Xiaohui in surprise: "What's wrong with you?"

Yue Xiaohui didn't even look at him: "It's okay." Du Cheng didn't make a sound and drove in silence.After a while, he said in a low voice: "Just put it on, it will improve the atmosphere of the interview." Yue Xiaohui neither agreed nor opposed.However, after driving another few hundred meters, she still took out the perfume bottle from her backpack and sprayed it on her body a few times. A rich aroma immediately permeated the compartment. The first interviewee was a staff member of the former Chunyang Road Industrial and Commercial Office.Twenty-three years ago, it was he who was in charge of managing the Chunyang Farmer's Market.According to Yang Guiqin, in order to get more care or less trouble, Xu Mingliang would often give him some pork.If Wei Jiong's deduction is true, then he might get the plastic bag with Xu Mingliang's fingerprints on it. The visit to him didn't take long, though.This staff member has not retired yet and has been promoted to head of a certain department.From the moment he saw him, even Wei Jiong felt that he was not the murderer.There is no danger in this man, only the slickness and shrewdness accumulated in the administrative agencies for many years.Moreover, he did not pay special attention to Yue Xiaohui, who was fragrant all over her body. Du Cheng was obviously not too interested in this person, but simply asked a few questions.Especially after learning that he had only obtained his driver's license in 2002, he ended the interview and got up to say goodbye. The second interviewee was Yang Guiqin's nephew.Wang Xu, male, 46 years old, divorced, his only son lives with his mother, and now lives with a foreign woman.Judging from the external investigation, Wang Xu and Xu Mingliang are cousins ​​and have been close since childhood. In early 1990, when Xu Mingliang went to obtain his driver's license, he went with Wang Xu.Before Xu Mingliang was brought to justice, Wang Xu had been selling fish in the same farmer's market.Because the two have always been friends, they often give each other fish and meat.After the series of rape, murder and dismemberment cases, Yang Guiqin had no intention of running the meat stall anymore, so she transferred the stall to Wang Xu. On Wang Xu, there are both doubts and possibilities to be ruled out.For one thing, Wang Xu often accepts pork as a gift from Xu Mingliang. Xu Mingliang's fingerprints may be left on the black plastic bag he uses; Jiong's inference.However, from another point of view, Wang Xu's work skills at that time should be limited to decomposing fish, and dismembering the human body may not be enough. Therefore, the best way is to have a face-to-face interview with him. Wang Xu was quite impatient with Du Cheng's visit.After Du Cheng revealed his identity, he stuffed the pork into the meat grinder with a cigarette in his mouth, and glanced at Du Cheng: "Didn't you already look for my second aunt, why are you looking for me?" ?” "It's nothing, let's talk about your brother." Du Cheng looked around, pulled out a chair from under the butcher's stall, and sat on it. Wang Xu picked up the stained leather apron, wiped his hands hastily, took out a pack of cigarettes from his breast pocket, and took out another one to light. He leaned on the meat stall, looked down at Du Cheng: "People have been dead for more than twenty years, what else is there to talk about." Du Cheng raised his head halfway and looked at Wang Xu: "You and your brother look alike." "Cousin, what's so strange?" Wang Xu snorted through his nose, "When we were young, we both went out together and thought we were twins." "En." Du Cheng nodded, "If Xu Mingliang lived to this day, he would probably look like you." "Impossible." Wang Xu smiled wryly and shook his head, "Although my brother was a butcher at the time, he had more pursuits than me." He looked at Du Cheng, then at Wei Jiong and Yue Xiaohui, probably thinking that they were also policemen, and his expression became gloomy. "If you hadn't caught him, my brother might be bigger than your official now." Du Cheng remembered that Yang Guiqin once said that the purpose of Xu Mingliang's participation in the adult college entrance examination was to realize a dream in his heart. "He wants to be a cop, doesn't he?" "Yes." Wang Xu took two deep puffs of his cigarette and threw away the cigarette butt, "At that time, he was still reading when he left the stall, and he even hired a tutor - such a person would also kill people? I don't know what you think. " Du Cheng looked at him calmly: "How have you been doing these years?" "What about it? That's it." Wang Xu walked back to the stall, picked up a sharp knife, and peeled off the skin from a piece of meat. "What can a butcher do?" "divorced?" "Well, five years ago." "Why did you divorce?" "She doesn't like me." Wang Xu threw the pigskin on the bed expressionlessly, "I think I'm uneducated and have no money." "The woman you live with now is from Hebei?" Du Cheng looked around, "Is the seasoning seller also in this market?" Looking back, he found that Wang Xu was holding a sharp knife and staring at him intently. "Are you investigating me?" Du Cheng smiled and asked again: "How are you getting along?" Wang Xu didn't answer, but poked the tip of the knife into the chopping board, leaning on the handle with both hands, with a complicated expression. "You suspect it's me?" Du Cheng also lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and looked at him through the smoke: "You haven't answered my question yet." "That's good. If you don't believe me, you can ask her—it's at No. 216." Wang Xu pouted at the northwest corner of the farmer's hall, then turned to stare at Du Cheng, "Do you think the wrong person was arrested?" Du Cheng looked back at him, noncommittal. "Fuck! After so many years, you finally figured it out!" Wang Xu pulled out his knife and slammed it heavily on the chopping board, "Check it out, check it casually, it doesn't matter to me. My brother died unjustly, the day he is rehabilitated, Remember to tell my second aunt, I will buy you a drink!" Du Cheng smiled: "Okay." It was almost one o'clock in the afternoon when I came out of the Chunyang Farmer's Market.Du Cheng took Wei Jiong and Yue Xiaohui to a beef noodle restaurant.During the meal, Wei Jiong asked, "Officer Du, do you think Wang Xu is suspected?" "I don't think it's him." Du Cheng ate very little, and there was more than half of the noodle bowl left. "His reaction is not the same." Wei Jiong nodded: "I think so too. If he is the murderer, he should wish Xu Mingliang could take the blame for him. When I learned that you are going to re-investigate this case, I think he is very happy." "Yes." Du Cheng took out the pills from his satchel, swallowed them with water, picked up another tissue, and wiped the sweat off his face.Wei Jiong and Yue Xiaohui stopped their chopsticks at the same time and looked at him silently. Du Cheng noticed their gazes and felt a little embarrassed, so he took out the stack of documents. "Besides, it doesn't taste right." "Yeah." Wei Jiong looked at Yue Xiaohui, "He doesn't seem to care much about Xiaohui." Yue Xiaohui lowered her eyelids and said nothing. "That's not what I'm talking about." Du Cheng flipped through the information, "Wang Xu was a fish seller at the time, so he must have fishy smell all over his body, and his appearance is not as neat as Xu Mingliang's. How can he win those women in the middle of the night with this appearance?" trust, and tricked them into getting into a car — it doesn't match our profile of the suspect." "So, Wang Xu can also be ruled out?" "Yeah." Du Cheng's complexion was very bad. Even after repeated wiping, sweat was still rolling down his sallow face. "However, I am very interested in the person he mentioned just now." "Who?" Yue Xiaohui raised her head. "That tutor..." Du Cheng suddenly stopped talking, stretched out his hand to press his abdomen, and trembled all over. Wei Jiong hurriedly stood up and reached out to help Du Cheng. "It's all right." Du Cheng's upper body was almost lying on the table, pointing to his satchel, "Medicine, the one in the blue bottle." Yue Xiaohui opened his satchel, took out the medicine bottle, poured out another tablet and handed it to him.Du Cheng stuffed it into his mouth, reached out to take the mineral water bottle handed over by Wei Jiong, and took a shallow sip. Yue Xiaohui looked at the medicine bottle in her hand, and asked in a low voice, "Are you taking... Painkillers?" "Hmm." Du Cheng raised his sweaty face and forced a smile, "You two—who can drive?" Wei Jiong and Yue Xiaohui looked at each other and shook their heads. "Then I'll have to wait for a while." Du Cheng still couldn't straighten up, "Don't worry, the effect of the medicine should come up soon." "Officer Du, you should go back first." Wei Jiong couldn't help but said, "We'll check another day." "Boy, I don't have that much time." Du Cheng waved his hand weakly, "Besides, Lao Ji is waiting for news from us." Three people sat around a dining table.A young man and woman sat on one side, silently looking at the gray-haired old man opposite.He was lying on the table, with his head down, one hand clenched into a fist, pressing hard on his liver, and the other hand kneading his thigh in a convulsive way, as if he wanted to divert the pain that came over him one after another. Wei Jiong felt uncomfortable watching it, but he didn't know how to help Du Cheng relieve his symptoms.He looked at Yue Xiaohui, and found that the girl was staring blankly at Du Cheng who was struggling, covering her mouth with one hand, her eyes filled with tears. What is it that makes a dying person so persistent? Twenty minutes later, Du Cheng finally raised his head. Although his face was still dripping with cold sweat, his complexion was much better. "Sorry, did I scare you?" Du Changchang let out a long breath and stretched out a hand, "Water." Wei Jiong hurriedly poured a glass of warm water and handed it to him.Du Cheng took it and drank it down. "It's much better." He wiped the sweat off his face, and picked up the stack of materials again, "Go and see that tutor, it just so happens that it's not far from No. 103 Middle School—what's his name?" Du Cheng rummaged through the documents and finally pulled out a piece of paper. "Oh, Lin Guodong." City 103 Middle School opened shortly after the Spring Festival.Wei Jiong and Yue Xiaohui, who were still in the winter vacation, walked in the teaching building, listening to the sound of reading from the windows, nostalgic and a little gloating. The three went directly to the personnel department and asked to see Mr. Lin Guodong.The director of personnel has an expression of helplessness. "I can't help it." He spread his hands, "Ms. Lin has resigned a long time ago." "Resigned?" Du Cheng was surprised, "When did it happen?" "Let me think about it." The director of personnel thought for a while, "Twenty-two years ago, yes, in November 1992——I just started working at that time." "1992..." Du Cheng frowned, "Why did he resign?" "It's said to be crazy." The director of personnel curled his lips, "We all find it strange that a good person, who was working normally one day, went crazy the next day." "Is his file still there?" "The personal file was taken away by his mother—the old lady helped him resign. It is said that Mr. Lin had already denied recognition at that time, and he was treated in Ankang Hospital. It seems that he has not been discharged yet." The director of personnel looked at Du Cheng, "Some personal resumes should still be there, you..." "I want to see it." Du Cheng replied immediately, "Thank you." The director of personnel was obviously regretting his talkativeness, so he got up reluctantly and went to the archives room.Half an hour later, he returned to the office shaking a few dusty papers. "Here, find these." The paper is old, yellowed and brittle. They are the transfer certificate, personal resume, copy of teacher qualification certificate, and backup cadre registration form.Du Cheng looked through carefully, and gradually sorted out Lin Guodong's personal situation. Lin Guodong, male, born in 1961, university culture, graduated from the English Department of the Foreign Languages ​​College of C City Normal University.The teaching level is good and the relationship with colleagues is acceptable.During his tenure in the school, he won the title of advanced teacher once, and there is no record of being punished. There is also a colored passport photo on the personal resume. Although the color has faded, it can still be seen that Lin Guodong can be classified as "handsome" back then.The standard Sanqi parted head, thin face, clear facial lines, broad forehead, piercing eyes, and a clean shaven beard.It's just that his brows are slightly wrinkled, and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, making him look quite hostile. "Judging from his entry time, Lin Guodong only taught at No. 103 Middle School in 1989." Du Cheng looked at the transfer certificate. "At that time, he was 28 years old, and he should have graduated a long time ago—did he also work as a teacher before?" "Yes." The director of personnel pointed to a vague word on the paper, "He was transferred from No. 45 Middle School. At that time, the school introduced him as a talent, because No. 45 Middle School was the key point of the city. I don't know about Lin Guodong. Why is he willing to be a teacher in our ordinary middle school. However, he resigned after three years." "Is he married?" "No, I don't know if it's divorced or still single." The director of personnel shrugged, "At that time, many female teachers wanted to introduce him to a partner, but he refused." Du Cheng nodded, copied the documents and put them in his satchel. When the Director of Personnel sent them out, he tentatively asked, "How is Teacher Lin, is something wrong?" Du Cheng didn't answer, and after thanking him, he took Wei Jiong and Yue Xiaohui out of the school.When he came to the car, he signaled the two young people to get on the car, with a little excitement in his tone: "Go to No. 45 Middle School." As expected, almost no one in No. 45 Middle School knew Lin Guodong.After a lot of twists and turns, he found an old colleague of his - a female teacher surnamed Tang who was rehired after retirement. Teacher Tang was called out in class. When we met, his hands were still covered with chalk dust.After Du Cheng expressed her intention to come, she thought for a while and said that she still remembered Lin Guodong. "Ms. Lin, she's thin, not very talkative, but quite energetic." She looked at Du Cheng curiously, "What's wrong with him?" "The specific situation remains to be understood." Du Cheng took out the cigarette, thought for a while, and put it back again, "However, it is said that he is crazy." To Du Cheng's deep surprise, Mr. Tang did not show overly surprised by this, but looked very regretful. "Oh, I knew it." Teacher Tang sighed and shook his head, "He still can't pass that hurdle." "What do you mean by that?" Du Cheng asked immediately, "What is that hurdle?" At first, Teacher Tang was a little hesitant, as if he didn't want to talk about other people's privacy.However, unable to withstand Du Cheng's repeated insistence, he had no choice but to tell the dusty past in detail. In the summer of 1988, Lin Guodong had already worked in No. 45 Middle School for four years.That year, the school assigned several fresh graduates.Among them, a girl from the English Department of Beijing Normal University is very eye-catching.Her name is Pan Xiaojin. She is pretty, has a good temperament, and is very tasteful in her clothes.As soon as he entered the school, he attracted many suitors.Lin Guodong is one of them.Lin Guodong was 27 years old at the time, and he was already an older unmarried young man at that time.Although there are many people who help him introduce partners, it is said that he has a high vision, so he has always been single.Pan Xiaojin's appearance made this proud young man fall in love.Due to the large number of suitors, Pan Xiaojin was overwhelmed and publicly stated that she already had a boyfriend who was studying in the United States.The other suitors retreated in spite of the difficulties and died down.Only Lin Guodong has been chasing after him.Moreover, Pan Xiaojin doesn't seem to be disgusted with Lin Guodong's offensive. The two often discuss literature and music together, and occasionally go to the movies and go to the park together.The other colleagues are not surprised by this, after all, one is a young talent, the backbone of the business, and the other is in the prime of life, with a good temperament and appearance.Although Pan Xiaojin is already well-known and famous, but being far away across the ocean is no match for getting along day and night.Just when everyone thought that the married couple was about to make their relationship public, one late night in the fall of that year, Pan Xiaojin, with disheveled hair and disheveled clothes, ran to the school security office and claimed that Lin Guodong tried to rape her in the female teachers' dormitory.The matter was so important that the security officers did not dare to be negligent. They followed Pan Xiaojin back to the dormitory and found that Lin Guodong was only wearing underwear, sitting on Pan Xiaojin's bed in a daze.Everyone felt that something was wrong, and even though Pan Xiaojin insisted on turning Lin Guodong over to the public security agency, the security department locked Lin Guodong up overnight, and the school leaders took care of the matter after dawn. The school leaders made a difficult case. Once the matter is made public, not only will the school lose face, but Lin Guodong, who has high hopes, will also be imprisoned.However, Lin Guodong didn't say a word about this matter, he neither defended nor refused to describe the situation that night.After much consideration, the school decided to do Pan Xiaojin's ideological work first.After some persuasion, Pan Xiaojin was probably out of consideration for her own reputation, or perhaps because of the relationship between the two, and finally reluctantly agreed not to pursue the matter.Lin Guodong was suspended for one month, his annual bonus was deducted, his eligibility for excellence evaluation was cancelled, and he was ordered to conduct an in-depth internal review.Overnight, he changed from a promising and excellent teacher to an attempted rapist that everyone despises.Many female teachers even avoided being alone with him. At the end of 1988, Pan Xiaojin resigned and flew to the United States to marry her boyfriend.Lin Guodong also applied for transfer after the winter vacation.Finally, in the spring of 1989, he was transferred from the city's key middle school - 45 middle school to the ordinary 103 middle school to teach. After listening to Mr. Tang's narration, Du Cheng was silent for a while, and asked, "Do you still have contact with Pan Xiaojin?" "She hasn't contacted her since she left the country." Teacher Tang curled her lips, "Lin Guodong is just too impatient, and wants to establish a relationship early... Actually, Xiao Pan is pretty good, and gets along well with everyone. Some of my own perfumes, cosmetics, etc. are all given to us..." "Perfume?" Du Cheng interrupted her, "Do you remember what brand it is?" "Remember, she gave me half a bottle, which is quite expensive." Teacher Tang blinked, "It's called 'Madame Butterfly'." Back in the car, Du Cheng was not in a hurry to leave, but sat in the driver's seat and sorted out his thoughts.Lin Guodong was also someone who had contact with Xu Mingliang. Moreover, he was a middle school teacher with a handsome appearance and a gentle manner of speaking. He was easy to gain the trust and favor of women, which was in line with the police's description of the suspect back then.As for the entanglement between Lin Guodong and Pan Xiaojin, although it is difficult to determine the details at present, at least one possibility can be imagined, that is, the mentality of both admiration and hatred for a certain type of women - desire to possess, but also hate to the bone. The common label of this type of women is the "Madame Butterfly" perfume that Pan Xiaojin once used. Wei Jiong looked at Du Cheng's expression, and asked tentatively, "Officer Du, what do you think of this Lin Guodong..." "Well." Du Cheng thought for a while, "From the current point of view, he is the most suspected." "Then what are we waiting for?" Yue Xiaohui said suddenly, "Go to the mental hospital." Wei Jiong looked at Yue Xiaohui in surprise.All day long, she looked morose and demoralized.Unexpectedly, after lunch, her excitement returned.Especially after graduating from No. 45 Middle School, Yue Xiaohui became very emotional and was eager to try. "No." Du Cheng raised his hand to start the car, "It's too late today, let's go tomorrow." "Let's go now." Yue Xiaohui looked at the time on the phone, "It's only after five o'clock, I've planned the route, and it's only about forty minutes by car." She showed Du Cheng the navigation page on her mobile phone.But Du Cheng didn't even look at it, and refused bluntly: "No, I'll take you home first." The Paladin SUV drove out of the parking lot of No. 45 Middle School, and the stainless steel electric folding door slowly closed behind it. "Besides, a place like a mental hospital is not what you should go to." Along the way, Yue Xiaohui pouted, looking unhappy.Wei Jiong didn't know how to comfort her, so he had no choice but to keep silent.Du Cheng's attention was obviously not on the two of them. Whenever he parked the car, he would take out his mobile phone to check, as if he was waiting for some news. After driving to the entrance of Yue Xiaohui's community, Du Cheng stopped the car, turned around and said, "Don't tell Lao Ji about Lin Guodong. After all, we just suspect him now, and we don't have enough evidence. Do you understand?" Wei Jiong nodded.Yue Xiaohui kept looking out the window. Du Cheng looked at Yue Xiaohui: "Have dinner together?" "No need." Yue Xiaohui was obviously still angry, after jumping out of the car, she didn't leave and looked at Wei Jiong. "Okay." Du Cheng didn't insist anymore, and motioned Wei Jiong to close the car door.At this time, Yue Xiaohui suddenly said: "Wait!" She pointed to Wei Jiong: "I want to say a few words to him." "Oh?" Du Cheng was a little puzzled, and turned to look at Wei Jiong.The boy also had a bewildered expression.However, without hesitation, he obediently got out of the car and said to Du Cheng, "Then you go first, I'll just go home by myself." What the hell are these two little bastards doing?Du Cheng murmured in his heart and nodded: "Okay, I will contact you if I have any news." Just about to step on the accelerator, Yue Xiaohui let out another hey. Du Cheng looked at her subconsciously, and saw Yue Xiaohui looking at him with a complicated expression, as if she was still angry with him and full of concern. "Officer Du, you..." Yue Xiaohui bit her lip and frowned slightly, "You must have a good rest when you go back." Du Cheng looked at her for a few seconds, then smiled: "Okay, don't worry." Wei Jiong and Yue Xiaohui walked into the community side by side.The girl remained silent the whole time, and Wei Jiong couldn't speak.All the way without words.When they walked downstairs to Yue Xiaohui's house, Wei Jiong thought they were going straight upstairs, but Yue Xiaohui turned a corner and walked towards a square in the community. There was a community supermarket next to the square. Yue Xiaohui went in and bought two cups of hot milk tea. When paying the bill, she added a pack of Zhongnanhai cigarettes with a tar content of 5 mg. Yue Xiaohui handed one of the cups of milk tea to Wei Jiong, and walked forward on her own.Wei Jiong couldn't figure it out, so he could only follow her obediently while holding the hot milk tea. Walking to a long corridor on the south side of the square, Yue Xiaohui sat on a wooden bench, drinking milk tea without saying a word, looking aimlessly at the square.Sitting next to her, Wei Jiong didn't know how to ask the question.Based on his understanding of Yue Xiaohui, the best attitude now is to accompany her silently. After drinking half a cup of milk tea, Yue Xiaohui opened the cigarette, took out one and lit it.At this moment, the sky has gradually darkened, and occasionally residents pass by in the square, and all of them are in a hurry.No one paid attention to the silent couple.In the increasingly dark night, Yue Xiaohui's silhouette gradually became blurred, only the flickering bright spots around her mouth became particularly eye-catching. "Today," Yue Xiaohui put out her cigarette and let out a long breath, "Do you think I'm weird?" "To be honest, a little bit." Wei Jiong looked at her, "Your emotions go up and down from time to time—what's the matter?" Yue Xiaohui smiled, lowered her head and fiddled with the straw on the milk tea cup: "Do you know why I helped Lao Ji investigate this case?" Wei Jiong stopped talking.This is something he has always wanted to know.Yue Xiaohui's care and help to Ji Qiankun probably came from her curiosity about this old man full of personality, as well as her kindness and compassion in her bones.However, since learning that Ji Qiankun entrusted Wei Jiong to help him investigate the series of murders and dismemberment cases, Yue Xiaohui's attitude can already be described as fanatical.Sometimes, Wei Jiong even felt that she was more eager to catch the murderer than Ji Qiankun.This point can no longer be simply interpreted as "stimulating" or "fun". "I told you last time that my mother passed away when I was very young." Yue Xiaohui stared at the increasingly dim square, "It was on October 27, 1992, when my mother was at the city's No. She worked as a salesperson in a department store, and she didn't get off work until nine o'clock every night. That night, she didn't go home." Wei Jiong's eyes widened in surprise: "She..." "Early the next morning, her body was found all over the city." Yue Xiaohui turned around slowly and looked at Wei Jiong. In the darkness, her eyes were shining brightly, "Everywhere, naked." She stretched out both hands and crossed her index fingers: "Ten pieces. She was cut into ten pieces—packed in a black plastic bag and tied with yellow tape." Wei Jiong's mind exploded with a bang.Disappeared late at night.rape.Dismembered after murder.Black plastic bag.yellow tape... "I was less than one year old at the time, and I don't remember these things at all. My father kept telling me that my mother died of illness." Yue Xiaohui faced the square again, and her voice seemed to come from deep under the water. In 2009, a relative sent his drunken father back and accidentally mentioned my mother's death, so I realized that my mother was killed..." "Wait!" Wei Jiong jumped up and interrupted Yue Xiaohui, "You mean..." "Yes. Maybe it's a woman's intuition. The first time I saw Lao Ji, I felt that there was a certain connection between him and me." Yue Xiaohui lit another cigarette, "So, when you told me in the library When Lao Ji entrusted you with something, I immediately knew what that connection was." "However, in that series of murders, Lao Ji's wife was the fourth and last victim." Wei Jiong recalled quickly, "The incident happened on August 7, 1991. Your mother died in 1992. Killed on October 27, could it be..." "Well. Actually, I knew about the serial murder case earlier than you." Yue Xiaohui flicked the cigarette ash and smiled softly, "Can you imagine? A girl in the second grade of junior high school, carrying a Hello Kitty schoolbag , Sitting in the city library and flipping through newspapers from more than ten years ago, looking for the serial rape, murder and mutilation case.” "So, you knew for a long time that Xu Mingliang was not the murderer?" "Yes. He was shot in 1991. My mother must not have been killed by him." Yue Xiaohui lowered her eyes, "My mother's case has never been solved. So, until last night, I always believed that killing my mother and Lao Ji's wife Yes, it's the same person—now you know why I helped Lao Ji investigate the case?" Wei Jiong nodded, and immediately realized that there was something in Yue Xiaohui's words. "Until last night—what do you mean?" "That perfume. I always feel that one of the motives to stimulate the murderer is 'Madame Butterfly'." Yue Xiaohui sighed and looked towards a building in the distance.Wei Jiong followed her gaze and recognized that it was the building where Yue Xiaohui's house lived, and the windows belonging to her house were dark. "However, I asked my father last night. Because he is allergic to perfume, my mother never wears perfume. In summer, she doesn't even use toilet water." "It turns out that your speculation is correct." Wei Jiong frowned, "At least three of the victims used 'Madame Butterfly' or a perfume with a similar smell. Lin Guodong is currently the biggest suspect, the one who ruined his reputation back then Women use 'Madame Butterfly' too—it can't be so coincidental, can it?" "Well. I absolutely believe that the murderer who killed Lao Ji's wife and the other three women was Lin Guodong." Yue Xiaohui looked at Wei Jiong, "However, this also means another possibility." Indeed, the frequent appearance of "Madame Butterfly" perfume in this case should not be accidental.If the murderer really raped and murdered under the stimulation of perfume, then Lin Guodong was most likely the murderer.However, under this premise, even if Lin Guodong went crazy after November 1992 and entered a mental hospital for treatment, it still means another thing: someone else killed Yue Xiaohui's mother in the same way. "So, today I once felt that my judgment was wrong, and I even thought that we were going in the wrong direction at all, so I wanted to retreat." Yue Xiaohui exhaled softly, "Until Lin Guodong's clue appeared again. 'Madame Butterfly', my hope was rekindled. Although..." "Although Lin Guodong may not be the murderer who killed your mother," Wei Jiong continued for her, "isn't it?" "Yes." Yue Xiaohui lowered her head and smiled, "Whether Lin Guodong is my mother-killing enemy depends on the investigation in the mental hospital. After all, he went crazy after my mother was killed. However, I think it is possible. Not big." She turned around and patted Wei Jiong's hand: "But, no matter what, I will keep checking." "why?" "Because of Du Cheng." The smile on Yue Xiaohui's face gradually faded, "You also understand that he has given up treatment and is only supported by painkillers." Wei Jiong thought of the small blue medicine bottle and nodded. "A person who is dying, with the remaining life, still insists on finding out the truth." Yue Xiaohui looked ahead, "I don't know what he is for. But, he made me feel that there are always some things, although they are related to We have nothing to do and it's still worth doing - what do you say?" Wei Jiong didn't speak, just sat quietly beside her, looking at the row of buildings in front of him.At this moment, twilight has shrouded the sky and the earth, and more and more lights are lit up on the building.In front of the two young people, a patchwork and brilliant picture is slowly unfolding.There was a lot of noise and greetings.The thick smoke and the smell of food also slowly spread in the cold air. They are only in their twenties and do not yet know the hardships and hardships of life.But they are very clear, that is the vibrant world. A world still worth fighting for.