Chapter 29 Chapter 28 Last Wish

Hearing the knock on the door of "Du Du", Ji Qiankun raised his head from the piles of case files and said "Come in" towards the door. The door was pushed open, and half of Wei Jiong leaned in. "It's you." Ji Qiankun smiled, "Come in." Wei Jiong walked into the room and closed the door behind his back, but he didn't come over immediately, but stood at the door and looked Ji Qiankun up and down. "What are you doing in a daze?" Ji Qiankun was a little surprised, "Sit down." Wei Jiong responded, and slowly walked to the edge of the bed and sat down.Ji Qiankun took off his glasses and pointed to the electric kettle on the window sill: "Make tea for yourself, and bring me a cup too."

Wei Jiong complied obediently.A few minutes later, the two sat facing each other with a cup of tea in their hands.Ji Qiankun blew away the tea leaves from the cup, took a sip of the hot tea carefully, and asked, "What are you up to now? I haven't seen you for several days." "Oh, I've applied for the driving test." Wei Jiong scratched his head, "Going to practice driving, hey, I'm in a hurry." "Haha, it's like this at the beginning of learning to drive." Ji Qiankun held a teacup and looked at Wei Jiong with a smile, "Which one is the most difficult for you?"

"Let's get up." Wei Jiong smiled embarrassedly, "The engine is always turned off, and I was scolded badly by the coach yesterday." "That's easy." Ji Qiankun put down his teacup and said while gesturing, "After stopping on a slope, step on the clutch and brake, and then slowly release the clutch. After feeling the vibration of the car body, release the brake little by little..." Wei Jiong listened carefully, as if he was trying to remember. "Okay, Lao Ji, I didn't expect you to know how to drive. If I don't know how to drive in the future, I'll just ask you."

"No problem." Ji Qiankun was quite proud, "I'm an old driver now." Wei Jiong's face turned gloomy, and he looked at Ji Qiankun without saying a word, his eyes seemed very strange. Ji Qiankun felt strange, frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you kid today?" "It's okay." Wei Jiong quickly returned to normal. He walked to the window, lifted the curtain and looked outside. "Old Ji." "Ok?" "The weather is nice today." Wei Jiong put down the curtains, turned around and smiled at Ji Qiankun, "Shall I push you out for a walk?"

It took a lot of work to help Ji Qiankun get dressed.When pushing him into the corridor, Wei Jiong's face was already sweating.Just after walking more than ten meters, Wei Jiong suddenly oops. "Old Ji, I have to go back - I left my phone in my schoolbag." "Okay." Ji Qiankun took off the key chain around his waist and handed it to him, blinking his eyes, "Why, I'm afraid Yue Xiaohui won't be able to contact you?" "Don't talk nonsense." Wei Jiong blushed a little, took the key, turned and ran. It was cloudless and the sun was shining brightly.The wind was blowing on his face, already feeling a little warm.Ji Qiankun walked around the yard a few times, couldn't help taking off his hat and scarf, and while enjoying the tingling sensation of the sun on his head, he took a deep breath of the moist air.

The snow in the yard has completely melted, and the ground outside the corridor is soft to step on. One can't help but imagine whether there are new sprouts sprouting quietly under the soil. When passing the peach tree, Ji Qiankun asked Wei Jiong to stop.He touched the rough trunk and patted it hard. "It's about to bloom, the whole tree is pink, very beautiful." Wei Jiong stood behind him, silently looking at Ji Qiankun's gray hair.After a long time, he asked, "Old Ji, how did you come here after all these years?" "Huh?" Ji Qiankun turned his head, "Why do you suddenly think of asking this?"

"I think of Du Cheng's words." Wei Jiong pushed the wheelchair and continued to walk forward, "You did not choose to forget and continue to live, but stayed in the memories of 23 years ago." "Yes, I can't forget it." Ji Qiankun's voice was hoarse, "How could I forget it." "After Xu Mingliang was shot, did you appeal?" "Actually, I appealed after the verdict in the first instance. I don't think he is the murderer." Ji Qiankun sighed, "No one believes me." "Before the car accident, were you also investigating this case?"

"Yeah." Ji Qiankun turned his head to look outside the wall, and the sound of children chasing and playing could be heard from time to time from the nearby elementary school, "but there is no progress at all. You know, an ordinary citizen wants to find out something that has been officially concluded How difficult is the case." "Without the police getting involved, you can't do anything." "Yes." Ji Qiankun lowered his head, "I went to the Public Security Bureau countless times, trying to persuade them to re-investigate this case. But every time, I was thrown out like a lunatic."

"Desperate." "There is no way out." Ji Qiankun repeated, "I know very well that the murderer of my wife is in this city, but I can't catch him with my own hands." "What happened later?" Wei Jiong parked his wheelchair at the end of the corridor, walked around to Ji Qiankun's side, bent down, and stared into his eyes. "Later..." Ji Qiankun looked back at him and smiled, "I got into a car accident, and then I lived here." Wei Jiong lowered his eyelids, stood up straight again, turned the wheelchair around, and walked slowly back along the way he came.

"What year did the car accident happen?" "June 7, 1994." Ji Qiankun's tone was flat, "The turn of spring and summer. Then I was in a coma for a year and a half, and was sent here in early 1996—what else do you want to ask?" Wei Jiong paused for a moment, then continued to push him forward. "Then, you've been waiting?" "Waiting for what?" "Wait for an opportunity, or wait for someone like me to appear." Ji Qiankun didn't answer. After a long time, he spoke slowly. "Wei Jiong?" "Ok." "Do you think I used you?"

"No." Wei Jiong walked slowly towards the small building without stopping, "I just feel that you are not as simple as I first met." Ji Qiankun was silent for a while: "You mean Zhang Haisheng?" After waiting for a few seconds, seeing that Wei Jiong didn't respond, he sighed and continued on his own: "I have no choice but to move freely here, without Zhang Haisheng. Besides, I don't have much time. If I go on, I will either go crazy or die." Ji Qiankun looked at Xiaolou who was getting closer and closer in front of him: "I have been looking for that man for twenty-three years. If I can't avenge my wife in this life, I won't be able to close my eyes even if I die." "Using such means to kill a woman, no matter what his purpose is, he must pay the price." Wei Jiong parked his wheelchair at the door of the small building, "Old Ji, don't worry, you will wait until that day. And, no would be too far." "Oh?" Ji Qiankun turned around in surprise, "What do you mean?" Wei Jiong pressed down the handle of the wheelchair and put the front wheel on the steps: "Let's go back." He pouted towards Ji Qiankun's room: "Du Cheng should be here. He has something to tell you." Du Cheng and Yue Xiaohui stood in the corridor.Ji Qiankun greeted them and opened the door.After entering the room, Ji Qiankun asked them to sit down, and at the same time asked Wei Jiong to push himself to the window sill.Turning around again, he found that the three of them were standing in place, looking at him quietly. "Why, so serious?" Ji Qiankun couldn't help laughing when he saw their serious expressions.However, he seemed to realize something all of a sudden, and the smile on his face disappeared without a trace, "Officer Du..." "Old Ji," Du Cheng looked at Wei Jiong and Yue Xiaohui, "We..." "Wait!" Ji Qiankun suddenly stretched out one hand to stop Du Cheng from continuing, and fumbled wildly with the other hand.Wei Jiong thought for a while, picked up the cigarette and lighter from the bedside, and handed them to him. Ji Qiankun shivered and lit his cigarette, took a long puff, his face had already turned pale. "Go ahead." Du Cheng smiled: "We found him." It took Ji Qiankun a full minute to understand the meaning of these four words.Holding a cigarette that was about to burn out, he stared at Du Cheng in a daze, and after a long while he couldn't say a word: "Who is it?" Du Cheng opened the purse, took out a photo and handed it to him. "His name is Lin Guodong, and he is Xu Mingliang's tutor." In the next half hour, Du Cheng gave Ji Qiankun a detailed introduction to how they finally found Lin Guodong through clues such as perfume, fingerprints, and the abnormal behavior of Ma Jian and Luo Shaohua.Ji Qiankun stared at the photo all the time, expressionless.In the end, Du Cheng even began to wonder if he was listening to himself. After the narration, Ji Qiankun still maintained a motionless posture.After a long time, he asked, "Are you sure it's him?" Du Cheng nodded: "Sure." If he was only highly suspicious of Lin Guodong before, then what Ma Jian and Luo Shaohua did that night made Du Cheng sure of it.Moreover, he decided to tell Ji Qiankun the identity of the murderer precisely because of the actions of Ma and Luo. Although Lin Guodong didn't notice anyone other than Luo Shaohua, he was clearly in a very dangerous situation.Du Cheng is well aware of Ma Jian's character and means.Although he didn't expect that Ma Jian would be willing to sacrifice Chen Xiaolai to get rid of Lin Guodong, but this at least shows that Ma Jian has already launched a murderous plan.If they fail to succeed with one blow, they will definitely not let it go.Even if Du Cheng has understood their purpose, Ma Jian will definitely find an opportunity to kill the other party, so that there will be no confrontation, once and for all. Such a person is certainly not a pity to die.For Ma Jian and Luo Shaohua, Lin Guodong is a time bomb that may go off at any time. Once the wrong case of the year is revealed, everyone will spend the rest of their lives in shame.Killing him is the only way to avoid future troubles.However, for Du Cheng, he needs Lin Guodong to live. He needs Lin Guodong to stand in the dock and accept legal sanctions.Only in this way can he live up to the untimely death of his wife and son, can Ji Qiankun calmly look back on this cage-like life, can Xu Mingliang get rid of his notoriety as a murderer, and let the innocent soul floating above the city rest in peace. Therefore, he needs to collect enough evidence in the shortest possible time to bring Lin Guodong to justice before Ma Jian and Luo Shaohua attack. Ji Qiankun put down Lin Guodong's photo, raised his head, and glanced back and forth at the faces of Du Cheng, Wei Jiong and Yue Xiaohui, with a dazed expression. Yue Xiaohui stepped forward, squatted down, put her hand on Ji Qiankun's knee, and rubbed it lightly. "He..." Ji Qiankun's eyes were blank, and his tone of voice seemed to be dreaming, "Why did he kill my wife?" "Perfume." Du Cheng thought for a while, "Because of the woman who hurt him. Lin Guodong has a strong possessive desire and hatred for all women with that smell." He pointed to Wei Jiong and Yue Xiaohui: "I have to say that these two little guys have contributed a lot to the clarification of this case." Ji Qiankun closed his eyes, two lines of turbid tears rolled down his face.He lowered his head, clasped his hands together, and bowed to the other three. "Thank you, thank you." "Hey, I told you a long time ago that I'm not here to help you." Du Cheng waved his hand, "I'm here for myself." Wei Jiong patted Ji Qiankun's shoulder.The old man wiped away the tears from his face and regained his calm and resolute expression. "What next?" Du Cheng pondered for a moment, stepped forward, stared into Ji Qiankun's eyes, and said word by word: "Old Ji, when I found Lin Guodong, I didn't tell you right away because I was afraid that you would act rashly. Once we get to him, if we flee in fear of crime, it will not be easy to find him again." He pressed his hand on the armrest of the wheelchair, and said in a serious tone: "Now, I still ask you to be calm and do nothing for the time being." Ji Qiankun frowned, straightened up, with anger and puzzlement mixed in his tone: "Why?" "Because I will never allow anyone to kill Lin Guodong by lynching!" Du Cheng did not compromise, "I am a policeman, and I will send him to court, understand?" Ji Qiankun looked straight at Du Cheng, and after a while, slowly replied: "I understand, I'll listen to you." "Okay." Du Cheng stood up straight, "What I need most now is the evidence of Lin Guodong's guilt - this needs time and your help." "Evidence?" Ji Qiankun's eyes widened. "The Ma Jian and Luo Shaohua you mentioned just now also think that Lin Guodong is the murderer. Don't they have evidence?" "Luo Shaohua should have something in his hand." Du Cheng smiled wryly, "But he definitely won't give it to me." "Why?" Ji Qiankun's facial features twisted, "You are all policemen, why won't he let the murderer be brought to justice!" "Lao Ji, calm down." Du Cheng hastily comforted him, "There are some things that you don't know..." "No!" Ji Qiankun flatly refused, "I have waited for twenty-three years! I have the right to know the truth, the whole truth!" Du Cheng was helpless, and after some consideration, he told Ji Qiankun about Luo Shaohua sending Lin Guodong to a mental hospital.The latter fell silent after listening to his narration. After a long time, Ji Qiankun slowly shook the wheelchair, came to the small wooden table, picked up the teacup, and took a sip of tea. "So that's the case." He suddenly smiled, turning the teacup in his hand, "He already knew who the murderer was." Du Cheng looked at Wei Jiong, then at Yue Xiaohui.The three of them looked at each other, not knowing what to say. "When I was running around seeking justice, when I was in a coma on the hospital bed, when I was living here like years..." Ji Qiankun's tone was calm, as if he was talking to himself, "There are two people in this world who know the truth—one It was the murderer himself, and the other one was actually a policeman." Du Cheng frowned: "Old Ji, don't be like this, Shaohua...he also has difficulties..." "If he had presented the evidence at that time, I might not have..." Ji Qiankun completely ignored Du Cheng, and continued on his own, "Then none of this would have happened." Suddenly, Ji Qiankun slammed the teacup to the ground. Porcelain pieces flew up, and hot tea splashed everywhere.Du Cheng was shocked, and Ji Qiankun's hysterical roar sounded in his ears at the same time: "None of this will happen!" After the lingering sound slowly dissipated in the cramped room, there was a deathly silence in the room.With his hands in his trouser pockets, Wei Jiong stared at Ji Qiankun's back expressionlessly.Yue Xiaohui still maintained a half-squatting posture, but her whole body became stiff from fright, and there were still a few broken porcelain pieces at her feet. Du Cheng's expression was complicated.He looked at Ji Qiankun, and picked up the broom and dustpan from the corner of the room without saying a word.As soon as the pieces of the cup were gathered together, Yue Xiaohui took the tool in his hand and silently cleaned the ground. Sitting in a wheelchair, Ji Qiankun stared at the water stains on the ground, clenched his hands into fists, his upper body was still trembling slightly, with a lonely and angry expression on his face. Du Cheng sighed, took a step forward, and patted Ji Qiankun's shoulder: "Old Ji, I understand your feelings very well..." "You can't understand!" Ji Qiankun interrupted him unceremoniously, "You don't know what it means to ask for help, you don't know what it means to be desperate!" "I know!" Du Cheng suddenly raised his voice, "The price I paid for this case is no less than you!" Ji Qiankun raised his head in surprise, and stared at Du Cheng in a daze. Du Cheng looked away, looking very tired: "In short, even if we now know the identity of the murderer, this is still not the end. I want to take him to court and let him accept legal sanctions instead of lynching." He faced Ji Qiankun again, with a serious expression: "So, you are not allowed to mess around. It is my only last wish to finish this case upright. Even if you want to put yourself in it, I will not let you go." Ji Qiankun tightly closed his eyes, then opened them immediately: "Okay, I promise you." He pointed to the door: "Let's go." Outside the nursing home, Du Cheng greeted Wei Jiong and Yue Xiaohui to get into the car, while looking back at the window of Ji Qiankun's room.The sunlight was still strong, and the reflection on the glass made it difficult for him to see the situation inside.Du Cheng shook his head, opened the door, and sat in the cab. Wei Jiong and Yue Xiaohui sat side by side in the back row.The girl has been looking at Du Cheng.Wei Jiong, on the other hand, looked thoughtful, staring out the window all the time. Du Cheng turned around and smiled at them. "Although Lao Ji has already thanked you all just now, from my point of view," Du Cheng's face was full of approval, "I still want to thank you again." A blush rose on Yue Xiaohui's face.Wei Jiong just nodded to Du Cheng, then turned his face away. "Then what are we going to do next?" The girl's expression was very excited, "You said just now that we still need to collect evidence?" "Yes, but it's difficult." Du Cheng's expression gradually became serious, "After all, more than 20 years have passed since this case, and a lot of evidence has disappeared." "Oh." Yue Xiaohui's tone was quite disappointed, "Then what should I do?" "Look, no matter how difficult it is, you have to find it." Du Cheng looked at them, "Besides, I think your thinking is still very special, maybe you can help me." Yue Xiaohui thought for a while: "Do you want to persuade that Luo Shaohua? He was able to find out Lin Guodong back then, so he must have evidence in his hand." "It's impossible to convince him." Du Cheng smiled wryly, "We can only find it ourselves, and we must be ahead of him and Ma Jian." Yue Xiaohui's eyes widened: "Why?" "Because they want to kill Lin Guodong." "Ah?" The girl covered her mouth with her hands and let out a small exclamation, "Kill him?" "Yes." Du Cheng thought about it, and decided to tell them that Ma Jian and Luo Shaohua planned to use Chen Xiao as a bait to "legally" kill Lin Guodong that night. After listening to his narration, both of them were dumbfounded.On the one hand, it was because of Lin Guodong's viciousness; on the other hand, it was because of Ma Jian and Luo Shaohua's ruthlessness and determination. "Just to keep themselves safe, they actually watched that girl get killed?" Wei Jiong asked with an expression of disbelief, "Is this fucking human?" Du Cheng snorted, noncommittal. Yue Xiaohui calmed down first, thought for a while, and said, "They think that only if Lin Guodong commits another crime can they have a chance to take him down?" "Yes." Du Cheng nodded, "And it's 'reasonable and legal', there is no proof of death." Yue Xiaohui was silent for a while, then curled her lips: "It's really like this." "So we are in a very difficult situation." Du Cheng frowned, "There may be evidence left in Lin Guodong's family, but it is unlikely. We can't openly investigate him now, otherwise if we startle him, the bastard may Just run away." "In that case," Wei Jiong pondered for a long time, with anxiety in his tone, "it is absolutely impossible to find enough evidence." "Not necessarily. Let's go back and go through the case again, maybe we can find ideas and breakthroughs." Du Cheng gritted his teeth, "I'll think of a way for Luo Shaohua." "Well, we have new discoveries, contact you anytime." "Okay." Du Cheng turned around to start the car, suddenly remembered something, and turned around again, "By the way, Wei Jiong, I taught you about positioning last time..." Wei Jiong immediately interrupted him: "Let's talk later." Yue Xiaohui looked at him in surprise, then at Du Cheng. "Hungry." Wei Jiong turned his head to look out the window, "If we don't go back to school, there will be no food in the cafeteria." Ji Qiankun sat in the room for a whole afternoon and night without moving.From the sun shining, to the setting sun, until being completely engulfed by darkness. It was supper time, and the noise and the smell of food gradually came from the corridor.On the other side of the wall, even the elderly, frail and dying people are still struggling in the world of fireworks.Ji Qiankun's eyes began to roll slowly, stretched out a hand, pulled away the darkness like thick ink, and picked up his mobile phone. The screen was on, and the dim light was still dazzling in the dark room.Ji Qiankun's face was as white as paper, and the lines on his cheeks were as sharp as a knife. He pressed the screen and dialed a phone number. After the faint ringtone, a rather impatient voice rang through the receiver. "Hey, what's the matter?" "Old Zhang," Ji Qiankun said calmly, "Come here."