Chapter 12 Chapter 12 The Suspect's Devotion

In fact, there are many secrets in this world. Once they are grasped by some people with psychological problems, people will fall into a whirlpool like a black hole, and they will start to be confused and confused about many things. It was about twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the terrifying time when the devil appeared, the surroundings were silent, and the heart was pounding with terrifying emotions. There was a trace of stench floating in the cold air. If there was nothing, it was in a villa. A skinny man was tied up in the living room, shirtless, with his head bowed, surrounded by dull darkness, he was too weak to move, and he didn't want to move anymore, his inner fear became numb, because this was the last time he lived A dark night.He was waiting for the dawn, sighing for his greed and hypocrisy in the past, and now there is no extravagant hope in his brain, like a walking dead.

In the dimness, his body trembled suddenly, and he felt a tingling pain on the skin of his chest, itching like a mosquito biting out of a bag, but his hands and feet were tied up, and he couldn't scratch the itchy place at all, so he had no choice but to endure it. Under the pale moonlight, one could see a large patch of ant-like tattoos on the skin of his upper body. Those were the words carved on his dry skin, all of which were black and red blood stains. These words would occasionally sting and itch. In order to avoid the itching, he tried his best to breathe and recall some things.At a banquet a year ago, Lao Mao of the publishing house brought a tall young woman to him and introduced: "This is your loyal book fan, and she also wants to learn writing. Please teach her more."

He smelled the fragrance from that woman first, all prey starts from the smell, and the woman's skin is also very good, he said modestly: "Where, I can't talk about advice, it's just some experience." "You are so humble!" The woman's voice was very sweet. However, if he had known about today's result, he would be so modest. The two of them sat and chatted.At that time, he had been empty for more than a year, had been divorced twice, and was still like a wolf in his forties. The prey in front of him was very attractive, and it was delivered to his door automatically.

"Where are you from?" "This city." "Oh, have you ever written a piece before?" "I didn't write much, some essays and the like. However, I like mystery novels very much, and I have a lot of ideas." The woman seemed very interested. "In fact, at the beginning of writing, I may imitate other people's writing and works, and gradually form my own style." Later, they chatted on the bed.Thinking of this, the man's skin tingled even more, he sighed in his heart, and gradually fell asleep. I don't know when there was a sound around, the figure that made him terrified walked over from the darkness and turned on a wall lamp.The bright light made his eyes a little uncomfortable. He squinted his eyes to see the other person's face clearly, and the person looked at him, to be precise, he was admiring the words on his body. This masterpiece was the person in front of him stabbing his skin From the eyes of that person, it can be seen that the interest in these words is much stronger than watching a skinny man die.

"I thought it would be easier to take out the skin if you were hungry and thin, but now I know that it is not only easy to take out the skin, but also easy to carve on it. The skin of thin people has less moisture and is dry, and there is less bleeding when engraving. Just reading a book , You don’t know so many benefits if you don’t practice it.” The murderer stroked the wrinkled skin, imagining how precious it would be in a book.The man was gasping for breath from being fondled, and the expression on his face was terrified, which displeased the murderer. "What are you afraid of? I am also helping you complete a masterpiece. Isn't it sacred that a peerless classic work is engraved on your body? Isn't your whole life for this kind of sacredness? Are your words all fake? You just write things to deceive people for money, if this is the case, it is shameful, and you should die to atone for your sin."

The man's eyes showed resentment and sadness. From the day he was locked in the iron cage in the basement, he was insulted and tortured, and seeing what the demon in front of him did, he already felt death, as if in hell. "Don't you want to die? Then why did you do those hateful things before? Have you ever thought about other people's feelings? They are not beasts." The man was a little agitated. After roaring out, he looked around and calmed down again. "I'll talk to you later." The man turned and left, and came back two minutes later, holding a cup of something in his hand, and tools like a scalpel. He put it aside and stroked the man's body again. Scarlet.

"Actually, you are also one of the murderers. If you hadn't told me that part of your book is imitating other people's works, I wouldn't have the idea of ​​imitating novels to kill people. Imitation was taught to me by you. You did it like that." Indiscriminate works can actually sell well, it seems that many people are easily fooled, and imitation can fool others, then, wouldn’t it be more classic if I imitate killing people? Old guy!” The skinny man suddenly let out a very low cry, that man seemed to hit the most painful spot in his heart, even the danger of death could not touch him too much, but these words made him overly sad.

"It doesn't matter! It's fine if you accept the punishment. If you make a mistake, you have to accept the punishment. Who made you meet me? Come on." The murderer took a small knife sideways and pointed it at the blank spot on the man's body. skin. The murderer's knife cut through the man's skin, the man's sealed mouth vibrated, and a painful whine came from his nose. The murderer stopped, smiled and said: "Sorry, I forgot to drink this for you, drink it, don't worry, I swear, you will die after me." "Really, you will definitely die behind me!" These words felt even more terrifying.

The murderer tore off the tape and poured a cup of sleeping pill solution into the man. The dissolved sleeping pill could make the man fall asleep quickly. Slowly, the surrounding was silent, only a slight creaking sound. The murderer moved slowly, knife by knife, the man's body was shaking, blood seeped from the cut skin, and was blown away by the blower.The trembling of the man became more and more severe, and about forty characters were carved. The murderer put down the knife, dried it carefully with a hair dryer, and looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction. The skinny man seemed to be in shock, with his mouth slightly open. The man put down the hair dryer and looked a little tired. He twisted his neck, looked at the time, his expression became heavy again, and his eyes showed sadness.

After a long silence, the man took the knife and began to cut the man's skin again. After cutting off a few small pieces, he probed the man's nose and breathed, put down the knife with his blood-stained hand, and worked around the living room. After a while, it was done, the murderer washed his body and went out wearing sunglasses. The whole city is searching for Xu Ying and Ye Luo. Liu Tianming firmly believes that these two people are still in the city. While thinking about the murderer's next target, he asks the technical department to wait for the murderer to send a blog post, hoping to accurately locate the murderer's location.

At about nine o'clock, the signal from that mobile phone number appeared, indicating that the murderer had switched on the phone and was about to send a blog post.Liu Tianming stared at the computer screen, waiting for the narrowing of the positioning range, the map was zooming in, and someone shouted excitedly: "City West Coastal Highway." "quick!" Liu Tianming rushed out and hurried to the area. "Complete blockade of this road section." After the six police cars set off, in the large conference room, the director was commanding and dispatching, and uploaded blog posts and videos appeared on the big screen. At the same time, many TV stations and websites cut into the live broadcast. On the big screen in the shopping mall, the host was reading the content of the blog post, and many people stopped to watch. Everyone must be guessing who the murderer is. If I say that the murderer is the god of death or the power of nature, everyone will not believe it, but it is indeed a trial of natural power. I am only an executor to punish the guilty and warn the world. People should not do evil things. In fact, considering the circumstances of the case, I did not explain that the third deceased had a mistress, and that mistress was actually the seventh deceased, that is, me. (crowd screams) The police have already found out that I am Xu Ying. I am the biggest suspect. They will not believe that I am just the executor. The real god of death is a force of nature. In ancient times, many people have discovered the existence of the god of death and seen through it. The power of nature has been telling people for thousands of years that "evil will be rewarded with evil, and more good karma will be formed", and historical figures are also telling everyone that crimes will eventually be punished, and when death comes, it will be too late . I was fully capable of hiding and avoiding those rigid laws. Just like the situation I set up earlier, isn't the law about evidence?When the fourth deceased, Wu Meimei, died, including dumping her body in the park, I had evidence of my alibi. There were witnesses and physical evidence to prove that I had no time to commit the crime.If I don't reveal the answer, no one will ever know, why do I have an alibi? In fact, it is very simple, using a similar room technique. I have a villa in the north of the city that is exactly the same as in the south of the city. If you don’t believe me, you can ask Haodu Real Estate. They have built similar villa complexes in the south and north of the city.That day, I came out of my villa in the south of the city and went to the housekeeping service in the north of the city to find a migrant woman who had just arrived here not long ago to help me with housework. Of course, before that, I spent two months looking for so that the police will be less likely to suspect why you went to the north of the city to find that domestic service company. Because the domestic helper was not familiar with the geography here, I deliberately drove in the north of the city for nearly forty-five minutes, which was about the time it would take me to get from my villa in the south of the city to this domestic service company, so that the police would not have any suspicion when asked. When the waiter arrived at the villa, she naturally worked honestly. After a while, I was applying my face and asked her what time it was. She looked at the clock in the living room and told me. Then I went to the basement to kill the female model, cut off a hand, put it in a black plastic bag, drove out to the park very close to the villa, and put it there according to the surveyed terrain. Soon, the girl died. Will be out to walk the dog.After finishing these, it took only seventeen minutes to get home. The waiter saw that I came back in a short while, and there was someone to prove it. I only went out for more than ten minutes.Then, I stayed with the waiter all the time. After more than an hour, I sent her back to the housekeeping service company, and then drove back to my villa in the south of the city. When the police questioned me the next day, I told them that I went to this domestic service company, they had a registration time, and the waiter could also testify for me, she was naturally nervous, seeing similar houses and similar furnishings , I naturally identified it as this villa, and it was impossible for me to go from the south of the city to the north of the city in the ten minutes I went out, unless I took a helicopter. (Wonderful! Some even clapped) However, what I want to tell you is that evil cannot be truly escaped. Even if such a clever method is used, even if I am the executor, I am still a person with evil.In order to tell everyone that all crimes will be punished, and the executor is no exception, I will dedicate myself to the god of death to make the whole thing more perfect, so I am the seventh dead. A Japanese writer Keigo Higashino wrote a pinnacle work, which is very delicate: In order to help a mother and daughter conceal the crime of killing their ex-husband, a mathematical genius launched a series of wits with the police and created a whole scam. When I thought that everything I encountered was evil, and all people and things never cared about me, it was like the last plot and truth in the movie, when the math genius was disappointed and hopeless about everything in the world, ready When he committed suicide, Jingzi and his daughter who had just moved next door knocked on the door and gave him something, hoping that he would take care of him. This made him discover that there is still a pure thing in the world, something worthy of his continued life, that is love , something that many people thought didn't exist. He dedicated his life for love. He used to go to that convenience store to buy things every day just to take a look at the divorced woman. And when I found it existed, everything was irreversible, I was already covered in crimes, and the execution of this punishment for crimes could not be terminated, so I used my dedication to wash away my sins, and I will always be punished for sins.Maybe it can't touch everyone like that in that novel, maybe it's still cursed by many people.But I went to accept the punishment of sin, and those who have not yet accepted the punishment of sin cannot escape. There are many ways to kill people. As the executor, I warn those evil people not to be lucky. Don’t think that ordinary people can’t punish you. Everyone can be an executor of justice, because justice exists in everyone’s heart , you can use a small plan to punish the evil people, don't let those crimes be arrogant and spread, don't be afraid, the more you are afraid and timid, the more crimes will harm people. My dedication is also to tell everyone that death is not terrible, but sin is.Many people chose to die because they were harmed by evil. Since they are not even afraid of death, why should they be afraid of evil?I am not instigating crime, but encouraging you to stand up, unite bravely, drive away the evil, otherwise the extension of the evil will harm you or your descendants sooner or later, for the sake of justice, drive out the evil, and I will be with you. Remember how the seventh little Indian boy died?fell into the sea and drowned. I am at the seaside now, wait a moment and the captain of the criminal police, the ninth dead man, will bring people to hunt me down. I will fall into the sea while escaping and be buried in the belly of a fish. This is the ending of the seventh Indian villain. To be dedicated. (some people are lamenting) I know some people hate me, want me dead, think my behavior is the most heinous, and I should die too.Yeah, so I'm the seventh dead, dedicated to telling everyone that I'm real.Maybe some people will be sad and regretful, but it doesn't matter, I will be born again in the future, goodbye. Finally, thank you criminal police for your cooperation, come and catch me! Let's sing the ballad: Ten little Indian boys, running for food; One can't be saved, but nine out of ten.Nine little Indian boys, sleepless late at night, really sleepy; they fell asleep and died of sleep, and there were only eight of the nine.Eight little Indian boys went hunting in the city of Devon; one died and died, and only seven remained of the eight.Seven little Indian boys felled trees and branches, but they were not smooth; the ax split in half, and the seven were only six.Six little Indian boys played with the beehive to make the bees angry; one of them stung and died, and there were only five left among the six.Five little Indian boys got into a lot of lawsuits; they were entangled in lawsuits until they died, and there were only four of the five.Four little Indian boys went out to sea in a group and suffered a catastrophe; the fish swallowed one blood spot, and there were only three of the four. The seventh is dead, and there is an eighth! An obvious message appeared in the blog post, that is, the murderer was going to commit suicide by jumping into the sea. Liu Tianming didn't see the blog post, but received an order from the director to stop the murderer from committing suicide by jumping into the sea.They want to capture the murderer alive, because if the murderer is dead, this serial murder case will be cast a shadow, and it will appear more mysterious, and there will be no proof of death. When Liu Tianming found Xu Ying's car on the coastal road, the TV media was faster than him, borrowed a helicopter, and used the helicopter to shoot, as if they had prepared for this scene in advance. On the TV screen of the shopping mall, a section of the road was photographed from a high place. There was a sports car driving fast on the road. The picture zoomed out, and some cars were chasing after it. When the picture zoomed in, it was a police car. There was a voice commenting: "Everyone Audience, this is a live broadcast. Our station borrowed a private helicopter to shoot the scene. The police are chasing the suspected murderer of the serial murder. On the coastal road, there are mountains on one side and the sea on the other. According to the murderer’s blog, he will fall into the sky. Into the sea. The suspected murderer is a woman named Xu Ying. Due to the high speed of the car, it is temporarily impossible to capture close-up images of the suspected murderer." In the picture, the car is speeding like in a movie, the police car is chasing after it, the one in front of it bends over, and the sports car in front seems to be going too fast, drifting out of the road, puff!into the sea.The police car behind slammed the brakes, and several police cars had a slight collision. There was a voice screaming on the TV, and people watching TV on the street screamed after holding their breath. Then, the picture of the sports car flipping into the sea on the TV screen was continuously replayed. After zooming in, although the picture was blurred, a woman wearing sunglasses could be seen inside. "The murderer is dead." Everyone was shocked by this scene. The murderer really committed suicide and dedicated himself. This concept suddenly melted in his mind. Liu Tianming got out of the police car, knocked on the car angrily, cursed a word, looked at the place where the murderer's car fell into the sea, and seemed to wish he could jump down and pull the murderer up.He took a few breaths, held back again, and leaned against the car blankly. The sea here is very deep, and salvage equipment will not be available for a while. Liu Tianming asked someone to set up a cordon to guard it, and then he went back to the police station to review to the chief that he had not completed the task. At this time, the office was analyzing the information in the murderer's blog post. The murderer first mentioned an alibi that confuses the police, using similar methods. What is a similar room?The decoration of the two houses is almost the same as the inside of the house. It is difficult to distinguish and can confuse strangers. They can use this to create favorable evidence for themselves and create special crimes. If the police do not find out or do not know that there are two houses, it will be difficult to crack them. case. No wonder the waitress would prove that Xu Ying was not there. In fact, they were not in the villa in the north of the city, but in the villa in the south of the city.Liu Tianming thought to himself. what is? The work of Keigo Higashino, a famous Japanese writer, tells the story of a math genius who works as a middle school teacher. In order to help a mother and daughter who live next door conceal the crime of killing their ex-husband, they create a scam to confuse the police, causing the mother and daughter to have discord. The evidence at the scene made the police believe that he was the murderer, and he turned himself in for punishment.In the end, the alumnus of this math genius uncovered the scam. In fact, he killed a homeless person to pretend to be the deceased, and delayed the death by one day, so the mother and daughter had alibi, but everything was irreparable.Why did this math genius help the mother and daughter and sacrifice himself?The author gave a wonderful answer at the end, because when this math genius was desperate about life and was about to commit suicide, he happened to meet the mother and daughter next to him to visit him, and hoped that he would take care of him. This is a Japanese etiquette. The courage to live and love can be seen in the smiles to the mother and daughter.After that, he went to the store opened by that mother every day to buy bento, just to see the mother. "Sacrifice for love, that means there is another layer of mystery in this novel?" "Because it needs to be in line with common sense, it is impossible to die for a neighbor for no reason." "Yes, novels are all in line with common sense, so this real case should be in line with common sense." "What's common sense?" Liu Tianming thought it would be easy to close the case. How could the murderer be found so easily?Where did the previous Gao Ming go to be targeted so carelessly?Or deliberately let the police locate her, she just wanted to sacrifice herself and commit suicide. The more he thought about it, the more terrifying and unfathomable it became. This was completely the murderer's plan. Who would have thought that a murderer would design his own death? Why would she do this? Thinking about it further, Liu Tianming thought that the math genius that the murderer imitated was not a murderer, he was protecting the real murderer Jingzi mother and daughter for love, and killed a homeless person to create a falsehood, and admitted in the falsehood He is a murderer.Now that the murderer has imitated, has this plot also been imitated?Could it be that Xu Ying was not a murderer, but dedicated herself to a certain purpose and said she was a murderer? This confuses Liu Tianming, because there is not enough evidence to prove that Xu Ying is the murderer, what if she is not?Maybe Xu Ying is the murderer, deliberately playing tricks on the police?The imitation killing was like the shadow of a devil hanging over Liu Tianming's heart. Because of the terrible demon who easily escaped from the prison, the police once again took out the deep yellow file and questioned Jiang Yi, who was the only one who survived and understood the whole incident.He still clearly remembers decades of events, those few days were the most tormenting moments in his life, when he reminisces and recounts, he avoids some things, because those things are related to his own life and death, and he can only avoid them. talk. In fact, many things are caused by someone not telling the truth. People try to avoid tragedies like those in TV dramas, but it still happens. Ordinary people still cannot understand what Nietzsche said in of those things. Since Jiang Yi met that lunatic Zhao Jian yesterday afternoon, she has been trying to call Xu Ying, but the other party's phone is always turned off. At the same time, he also saw the deceased's husband Zhou Nan say Xu Ying's name on TV. He couldn't believe it for a long time, how could it be her?It was like the beginning of a nightmare. When he saw the scene of the car chase on TV with his own eyes, including the magnified photo of the driver in the car, he thumped the table annoyed and shouted hysterically, "Why?" That was indeed Xu Ying. , why did she do that? Boom!A knock on the door interrupted the venting. "Who is it?" "Mr. Jiang, are you okay?" It was the voice of a colleague from the school. "It's okay, I'm shooting cockroaches." "Oh, there is a courier for you." express delivery?Jiang Yi sorted it out, took a deep breath to calm her expression, walked over to open the door, the man handed him a courier, he said thank you, and closed the door. Who sent it from?Jiang Yi was stunned when she saw the handwriting on it. It was Xu Ying's handwriting. Although the sender's name was Yu Yu, he recognized Xu Ying's handwriting, and a sense of mystery surrounded her. Jiang Yi immediately opened the courier. There were several thick sheets of paper, and it was a letter. When you read this letter, I have gone to a quiet and pure place, where there is no noise, no things I hate, this is my destined destination. Half a year ago, when I met you again, my heart recalled the memories of many years ago, and our last time was the best. Perhaps it was my greed and unwillingness to be ordinary, which caused the filth and ugliness that followed. The scars, the hateful reality and the crimes everywhere made me despair. I feel that there is nothing in this world that is not hypocritical and dirty, and there are cover-ups and deceptions everywhere. Monetary benefits are traded everywhere. After graduating from high school and stepping into the society, these years, I have never been happy. Sometimes I was fooled and sometimes deceived. I felt like a fool, being used as a tool by others.From occupation to relationship, all people are so dirty, inhumane, they only have their own interests in their eyes, they can sacrifice anyone like a beast, they are so rampant but not punished, and a weak person like me is forever To be bullied, is this the reality?All sinful. Half a year ago, you came back from the Northeast, every time we met, I felt very happy, how important happiness is to me.I regret very much, why didn't I choose to be with you in high school, maybe I was very snobbish at that time.But now I understand, so I want to be with you very much, and I can see that you have always cared about me in your heart, and you have never had a girlfriend. I want to make up for all this. I went to file for a divorce with that old guy, but he firmly disagreed. I knew that he was still in love with my beauty not long after I got married, but he couldn't stop my happiness. So I came up with a plan, and I wrote it down on the next few sheets of paper, you can see, according to that plan, I can kill those people who hurt me before, confuse the police, let them think The murderer is dead, and then we take Ye Luo's property and fly away to a beautiful place, so we can live happily together. I thought it was all perfect, that the plan was being implemented step by step, but I saw something that wasn't evil.Like Shen Xuemei, she actually still has feelings for her husband, and she loves her daughter very much.And that girl, Mo Xiaoyi, didn't expect her love to be so deep. I don't know whether I helped them or hurt them. I helped them kill the person who hurt them, but they were still not very happy.I don't know why, maybe even if we go far away and live in beautiful places, we will be as unhappy as they are.When I understand this, I feel hopeless and guilty, maybe my way is wrong, but everything is irreparable. Nice to meet you though. When I was depressed and hopeless, like a walking dead, I thought I never felt love in this world, glad to meet you after so many years, remind me of the happy time in my memory.After so many years, when I learned about those situations from your mouth, I feel very regretful. At that time, I didn't know what love was at all, thinking that whoever gave me good things, who took me to play well, loved me.In fact, love is to give everything one has to others, while oneself still suffers from poverty silently. You let me discover some pure things, I can feel what is in your heart now, I regret that I didn't understand it before, so I feel a little sad.But many things have happened, I have to do it, you will understand. Perhaps this is destined to be a tragedy, but fortunately there is you, there is something unsad in the tragedy.I'm really happy to find someone who truly loves me in my life. Although it's too late and I can't go back, if I can, I really want to start again, but there is no way for me to turn back. I will think of our past events in distant places, think of your present appearance, remember to write to me, I will be very happy, I wish you happiness! Jiang Yi couldn't hold back her tears anymore, he rushed out the door, shouting loudly, grief burst out from the bottom of this man's heart. Countless tears fell down, and everything around was very quiet, very quiet. He folded the letter slowly, carefully put it in his pocket, and said in his mouth: "I will write to you." Tears were still falling. The past emerged in memory, tears blurred his eyes, and he collapsed on the ground. He remembered that he was promoted from a rural junior high school to an urban high school, and it was the first time he really went to live in the city, and he seemed shy and timid.At that time, there were more than forty people in the class. Basically, people from the countryside could chat with each other, and people from the city didn't talk to people from the countryside at first. As soon as he entered this class, he fell in love with a handsome city girl, Xu Ying, who was very lively and cute, and his eyes were all attracted. Because of his timidity, he was secretly in love for a long time. Later, at the instigation of his classmates, he dared to confess his love, but was not accepted by the lively and lovely Xu Ying. However, this wave of love kept pouring out, which was hard to restrain. On the one hand, the poor family wanted him to concentrate on his studies and get into a good university. , One side is unstoppable love. Feeling bewildered and stressed, he even bit his finger and wrote "I love you, forever" on the paper, giving it to that lively and lovely girl to touch her, but Xu Ying still didn't express whether to accept it or not.Sometimes, he secretly sent a card to her, but he still didn't know what words to use to express his feelings, and he was very conflicted. All this lasted for three years. After graduating from high school, Xu Ying did not take the college entrance examination, but was admitted to a university in Northeast China. These years, he has never seen Xu Ying again, nor has her contact information, but he still has that feeling in his heart.After working in Northeast China for a few years, there are many feelings that brought him back to this city, including the feelings he once had. Since I met Xu Ying in the bookstore half a year ago, the feeling that has been accumulated in my heart for many years has sprouted again. The power and influence of first love are huge, let alone something that has never been obtained, just like a goddess. But Xu Ying just got married, and there are always so many unsatisfactory things in the human world.He said that if he came back earlier and met her earlier, he would definitely pursue her. This was true, but she was already a married woman, so naturally she didn't dare to behave excessively. The two are like bosom friends, spending half a year together vaguely with an ambiguous feeling.During this period, Xu Ying said that she was going to get a divorce. He said that he would marry her. To achieve such a high price. Jiang Yi sniffed her snot and recalled her thoughts, thinking that there were a few pieces of paper sandwiched behind the letter, that was Xu Ying's entire plan!