As soon as the three of them got back to the car, Ling Ling couldn't wait to start complaining, and by the way, he took a gun and a stick and damaged Liu Mengwei: "It turns out that there is such easy money in this world, and I let others spend it on me in just three words." Nine hundred dollars!”
"What's wrong? Didn't she provide you with clues to solve the case? No need to thank me, just think of it as my contribution to maintaining social order." Liu Meng said with a smile, not caring at all about Ling Ling's sarcasm.
"You have the nerve to say that!" Ling Ling almost cried because of her stupidity: "Now I really want to wonder if there is something wrong with your brain. To tell you the truth, the murderer of the murder I mentioned has been caught long ago. What about Starlight and Plum Blossoms? It’s clear that they are just using ambiguous and mysterious words to deceive people!”
"Is that so?" Although she asked this question, she didn't seem surprised by the tone.
Ling Ling snorted coldly: "I have no interest in playing word games like these goddesses!"
"Now that the murderer has been caught, why should you ask me to investigate?"
"Can I regret it now?" Ling Ling said angrily.
"If you can say this before I get in the car, it will work!" Liu Mengwei looked happy.
…
Ling Feng knocked on the door of the director's office and strode in with a "come in". Director Liu Qingrong was sitting behind his desk, seemingly waiting for him.
Liu Qingrong is fifty-five years old this year. The special nature of his profession makes him look older than his peers. After all, he has been a policeman for so many years and has an aura of calmness and self-power. Ling Feng saw his serious face. Although he didn't know what he was asking for, he became inexplicably nervous.
"What's the current situation of the case that happened in the development building?" Liu Qingrong stared at Ling Feng and asked straight to the point.
"We are still investigating the social relations of the deceased." Ling Feng made a brief report.
"Oh? What did you find out?" Liu Qingrong asked casually.
"Uh..." Ling Feng was a little embarrassed. Although he didn't get nothing, the information he got so far only verified the known information once again.
"Since you can't find anything new, don't do all this useless work. It was originally an iron-clad case with a complete chain of evidence. In addition, the public opinion on the Internet is so fierce now. It's better to close the case as soon as possible and let the matter calm down as soon as possible. Well. Besides, our police department’s resources are limited, so don’t waste them on unnecessary things.”
Ling Feng was unable to refute. Liu Qingrong was right. The death process of the two deceased people was completely preserved in the surveillance camera records. The cause of death was not complicated. A hundred forensic doctors would have come to the same conclusion. But his intuition told him that these two cases were full of weirdness. They were trying their best to tell you that what you saw with your own eyes was the truth. However, if a self-evident truth was emphasized over and over again, it would make people feel confused. Suspect.
"That...it's not me..." Ling Feng decided to take a gamble. He was unwilling to let go so easily: "Actually...it was Director Wen who felt there was still doubt." Ling Feng was quick to think and pushed Wen Qiao out as a shield. Sure enough, Liu Qingrong heard his name. Wei Wei was startled, and frowned dissatisfied: "Wen Qiao? What's the doubt? What can be suspicious about this kind of case?"
Ling Feng continued to climb the slope: "I have to ask Director Wen, maybe it's the intuition of the forensic doctor."
"Nonsense! If anyone in the future just says that they think the case is suspicious and postpones the case, then we won't be able to do our job! Intuition, bullshit intuition, I have been a policeman for thirty years and my intuition is not as good as yours. Are you a stupid young man who has only been eating for a few years?" Liu Qingrong scolded him unceremoniously.
After a pause, he suddenly softened his tone and assumed the posture of an elder admonishing a younger generation: "Xiao Ling, I hope you don't get into trouble. It's good to be skeptical, but you can't lose sight of the green leaves and miss the forest. . I am getting older, and now is the time for you to show your talents. You are my most promising successor, you are very capable, and I hope to leave this team in your hands in the future, don’t let me down!"
Ling Feng had mixed feelings in his heart. Director Liu's words always sounded to him like a warning with a gun and a stick. He seemed to understand but still couldn't understand it.
As soon as he walked out of the door of the director's office, he keenly captured his sister's unique voice among the noisy multiple voices. Are they back? Ling Feng took three steps at a time and ran towards the source of the sound. The reminder from the leader just now was instantly forgotten by him. At this moment, he just wanted to know whether Ling Ling and Wen Qiao had gained anything new in school.
Sure enough, if a stranger suddenly appeared in a familiar environment, she would undoubtedly attract everyone's attention, including Ling Feng, who had just walked in. What's more, she was a pretty and intimidating woman.
Liu Mengwei was very generous and walked up to him and shook hands with him: "Hello, you must be Captain Ling. I am Liu Mengwei, a psychology teacher at the Medical University."
Ling Feng came back to his senses: "Yes, it's me...how did you know?" Oh yes, there is a name tag at the door. No, although there is a famous brand, there is no photo. How does she compare the person and the appearance?
Liu Meng smiled and said: "No one said that you two brothers and sisters are very similar?"
Ling Ling suddenly felt that these words were familiar, as if someone he hated had said it before, and he argued dissatisfiedly: "Who looks like him? I look much better!"
Ling Feng scratched his head in embarrassment, and when he saw Ling Ling, he asked with all his face, "What did you find out when you went to school? Hurry up and recruit me!"
Ling Feng always looked serious in front of others, but when he was with Ling Ling, his demeanor would often change. Ling Ling was also used to joking with him, so he said a little bit strangely: "I didn't find anything in the search, but I went to have my fortune told. Brother, do you want to know who is the murderer of the case we are holding now? "
Ling Feng was confused by her question: "What kind of murderer? Hasn't the murderer already been..." He suddenly stopped talking. After all, there was an outsider present at the scene.
"The murderer is already dead?" Liu Mengwei added the words he had left unsaid in an understatement.
"How do you know?" Ling Feng opened his mouth in surprise and shot Ling Ling another questioning look.
"Look what I'm doing! I just said that the murderer has been caught, and it's no longer a secret anyway. But I definitely didn't tell her that the murderer was dead. I didn't want to violate the confidentiality regulations!" Ling Ling muttered dissatisfied.
"There are a lot of photos and videos about this murder on the Internet. I just took the time to look at them on the way here."
"So?" At most, there are only photos of the murderer's arrest on the Internet. The video in their interrogation room will never be leaked. Otherwise, Ling Feng will take the opportunity to investigate internal problems.
"There is an old man sitting outside who looks very similar to the murderer. He must be her father." Liu Mengwei asked.
"Yes." Ling Feng looked from the door to the reception room outside. It was indeed Zhao Xiaoqing's father. He was an out-and-out farmer who had finally managed to raise a college student and get a decent job. Now that such a drastic change had occurred, it was like falling into hell.
"He is very sad." Liu Mengwei's tone was light and airy, as if he was infected by this emotion.
"Nonsense! What parent wouldn't be sad if their child became a murderer?"
"But he's not anxious." Liu Mengwei changed the topic, and everyone followed her gaze and quietly observed the lonely old man: "He sat very firmly in his seat, and did not show any signs of restlessness. He even went to get a glass of water midway. If his relatives were still waiting for trial, could he still be so calm? Facing the unknown, people tend to be suspicious, anxious, afraid, worried, not just deeply sad. "
Ling Feng was slightly shocked when he saw for the first time that someone could deduce such huge information from extremely subtle emotions and psychology. Ling Ling was also a little surprised, but she still had to remain reserved: "You are right, the murderer is indeed dead. She suffered from a rare neuroendocrine disease and died suddenly during the interrogation."
They arrived at the autopsy room. Wen Qiao had already taken out Gao Liqun's body and placed it on the autopsy table. Ling Ling hid far behind the crowd, only daring to take a few furtive glances. Liu Mengwei looked calm, observing the corpse carefully like a senior forensic doctor. The brain has lost its blood color and is showing its original gray-white color. It is lying quietly in a stainless steel tray.
When she saw the twenty-six deep holes on the corpse and the long incision on the neck, Liu Mengwei exclaimed: "This technique is really cruel! Have you figured out the motive for the murder?"
Ling Feng sighed and said, "This is what troubles us. No matter how we visited their colleagues, friends, and social media accounts, we couldn't find any connection between the two of them. The only intersection is that they work in the same company. . But even so, Zhao Xiaoqing is not a direct subordinate of Gao Liqun, and the two of them have very little communication at work."
"It sounds a little bit cover-up."
"That's true. But one of them is a workaholic and the other is a little transparent. It's not unreasonable to have no contact in private." Ling Feng struggled again.
"That's why I suspect that Zhao Xiaoqing was hypnotized. Otherwise, how could she do such an unreasonable thing?" Ling Ling interjected.
Liu Mengwei smiled after hearing this: "Even if you are hypnotized, you will not do anything against common sense. Hypnosis is just a psychological guidance method, and it is not an omnipotent magic." She pointed to the hair on Gao Liqun's corpse. The wound said: "The murderer had a very strong purpose when committing the murder, which was to kill people. The direction of her knife was from the side of the neck to the middle, cutting off the carotid artery and trachea at the same time, and a large amount of blood spattered and poured in Asphyxiation was caused in the trachea, and the entire death process did not take a minute. It can even be said that the person was already dead before she added the 26 knives. So, why did she bother?"
"Do you know the reason?" Ling Feng asked tentatively.
"Why don't we take a look at Mr. Forensic's new findings first?" Liu Mengwei did not answer his question directly, but looked at Wen Qiao in an inviting manner. After all, that was why she came here.
Wen Qiao took out a petri dish from the experimental table and displayed it in front of everyone. It was filled with a red thread-like substance with an irregular network structure.
"Is this the brain nerve that you said survives death?" Liu Mengwei's expression seemed a little complicated.
"I can't be sure." Wen Qiao said honestly: "Nothing in the human body can continue to move after death, so I can only speculate that it is a foreign substance, such as bacteria, viruses, and parasites."
"Is there anything special about this?" Ling Ling leaned his head forward and asked doubtfully.
"On the surface, the brain is covered with grooves and folds, and the shape is similar to a walnut kernel. Modern medicine has divided the human brain structure into divisions, such as frontal lobe, parietal lobe, occipital lobe, temporal lobe, etc. Just looking at the divisions, All brains have these structures, but if we look at them from a more microscopic perspective, the number, depth, and direction of sulci on each person's brain are different. There are no two identical leaves or fingerprints in the world, and there are no long-lasting differences. They get exactly the same brain. What's more, the human brain is like a muscle. The more you exercise the more developed the brain area will be, the more neurons will grow. It can be said that every time you do something, the brain will produce small changes."
"And this completely impossible event happened to our two deceased people." Wen Qiao's words were like a thunder, shocking everyone present.
"To be precise, the frontal lobes of their brains are very similar." Wen Qiao took out two photos to make it more intuitive, and carefully compared the direction of each groove and the number of folds. It was exactly what he said. Almost exactly the same. If the identity is not marked, I am afraid that everyone will think that these are pictures of the same person's brain.
"The frontal lobe is responsible for advanced cognitive functions, such as empathy, coordinated communication, self-control, judging the consequences of current actions, weighing the pros and cons, controlling or suppressing socially unacceptable reactions, etc." Liu Mengwei added for him.
"Looks like...the same brain?" This unbelievable thing was obviously beyond Ling Ling's cognition, making her unable to ask even though her mind was filled with questions.
"The brain is plastic, and I suspect that it was this kind of thing that shaped his brain." Wen Qiao concluded.
"So, what exactly is this?" Ling Ling asked the question that everyone wanted to ask, but no one responded. After turning around, everyone's eyes fell on the reinforcements invited from outside.
Realizing that everyone was looking at him, Liu Mengwei just shrugged, with a look of helplessness on his face: "I want to know too. Maybe then I can go to Sweden to receive the Nobel Prize in Biology."
