The door of the conference room was pushed open, and a young man wearing glasses came in. He was Wang Chaoyang from the technical team of the Criminal Investigation Detachment.
"Team Ling, as you asked, we checked the surveillance video near the department store on the day Lu Yifan was killed, and we did find the person suspected of Huang Yang."
As he spoke, he handed over the tablet in his hand, which had several video screenshots on it. In the video, there is a man of medium build, wearing a peaked cap that covers most of his face, a tan top, and black pants. He looks quite low-key.
Surveillance video captured the man entering the department store at the same time and having been on the same floor of the milk tea shop.
"Have you found Huang Yang? Then why couldn't you find him during the first surveillance inspection?" Ling Ling asked.
Wang Chaoyang had nothing to hide from his colleagues and said directly: "There was no target suspect at the beginning. We could only investigate people who had appeared around Lu Yifan. It was completely like finding a needle in a haystack. Now we have an accurate person. , as long as you find the correct characteristics and match them one by one, you will be able to target them quickly.”
Ling Ling also borrowed a tablet and watched it for a long time, but finally gave up: "The picture quality is almost blurred into a mosaic. How did you tell that they are the same person?"
"It is really difficult to judge from the face alone, so every detail must not be missed. The suspect's height and figure, walking stride, action posture and other aspects must be compared."
"The person's shoulders in the surveillance video are high on the right and low on the left. When walking, he is heavy on the outside and light on the inside. The length of his left foot is slightly shorter than the width of his right foot. These are the basis for our judgment."
Ling Ling suddenly realized: "So that's it."
"So Lu Yifan's case is very likely to be committed by Huang Yang, and Lin Hui was killed in school. Huang Yang also had sufficient time and conditions to commit the crime. These two people should have nothing to do with his daughter's case, right? Why did he Are you going to kill these two people?" Zhou Zhen asked a series of questions, which was what they wanted to know most now.
Ling Feng frowned: "Huang Yang still refuses to explain anything?"
Ling Ling nodded: "The evidence we have now is all indirect evidence, and the cases that have been going on for more than ten years are all uncorroborated. Huang Yang insisted on this and said that if we can get the evidence, he can plead guilty immediately without saying anything. .”
Just when everyone was in distress, there was a slight knock on the door.
Liu Mengwei held a delicate small box in her hand, tilted her head and looked at the people in the room, smiling calmly and gracefully.
"How could you eavesdrop on our meeting?" As soon as Ling Ling saw her, he thought of the day when he was coaxed into the girls' dormitory like a fool and played tricks in the middle of the night, so he still didn't feel good about her.
"Where do I have it?" Liu Mengwei looked innocent: "Haven't you finished the trial? There is no evidence, no confession, no way to close the case, or even no way to open the case."
"You..." Ling Ling was so angry that she couldn't speak, but Liu Mengwei smiled happily.
"What's the matter?" Ling Feng stopped the bickering between the two of them and asked seriously.
"I want to come see Teacher Huang." She blinked her cat-like eyes: "If you want him to confess, you might as well let me try."
"Do you have any idea?" Ling Feng suddenly became energetic.
"Have you not had a good rest in the past two days? You look blue around your eyes, and your face is sallow. Do you feel a little tight in the chest, short of breath, and depressed?"
Ling Feng was confused by her question: "Why are you talking about this?"
Everyone else also looked at her in confusion, only Wen Qiao silently rolled his eyes in his heart.
Liu Mengwei said with a mysterious face: "I will bring you the antidote."
As she spoke, she opened the box in her hand. It turned out that there were bright red, fresh and delicate strawberries inside.
She handed one out to everyone present. When the message was sent to Wen Qiao, he was obviously unwilling to accept it, but Liu Mengwei didn't care so much, just grabbed his hand and put one on it.
After sending it out, Liu Mengwei said solemnly: "Everyone, what you have in your hands now is the Wangyou Fruit that I spent a lot of money to buy. If you have any worries or worries, it can help you solve them."
"Here's how to use it." As she spoke, Liu Mengwei picked up a strawberry and raised it in front of her, "Put it on the tip of your nose like this, and then slowly tell it your troubles, and remember to take a deep breath, it will spread out Create an unparalleled magic power that will eliminate all the miscellaneous worries in your mind, so that you can forget your sorrow."
After she finished speaking, the conference room was quiet for half a minute, and everyone was looking at her with all kinds of strange eyes.
"Are you okay?" Ling Ling asked.
"Have you washed it?" Zhou Zhen said.
"Really?" Ling Feng said.
Everyone looked sideways. Ling Feng could only cough slightly in embarrassment when he saw it.
"Of course it's true!" Liu Mengwei said confidently: "If you don't believe it, why don't you let me try it and I'll find out? Give these Wangyou fruits to Huang Yang, and after he forgets his worries, he will tell you anything you ask! "
This request is not too much. There is nothing you can do now anyway, so it doesn’t hurt to give it a try.
In the interrogation room, although Huang Yang looked tired and haggard, his demeanor remained. He sat quietly like that, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him. It wasn't until Liu Mengwei placed the box in front of him that he raised his head and looked at the person.
"Do you like strawberries, Teacher Huang?" Liu Mengwei asked softly.
"What did you say?" Huang Yang's voice was dry and hoarse, and he looked at her in confusion.
"I went to see Lin Xuerou today." Liu Mengwei ignored his question and continued.
"We used to have different definitions of death. We thought that humans would be dead if their heart stopped beating. Later, with the development of brain science, the standard was redefined, that is, the death of consciousness or brain death. If we choose the latter as the standard, So since the day Lin Xuerou disappeared, she has actually been dead."
"You gave her to the devil, allowing them to empty her body and exile her soul so that all the monsters and monsters in the world could occupy this body. She could be anyone, but she could not be herself. .”
"No...don't talk nonsense..." Huang Yang started to panic.
Liu Mengwei glanced at him coldly and continued to speak unhurriedly: "You took advantage of a student's natural trust in the school environment and sent her to hell. In order to bring your Jasmine back, you did not hesitate to kill another one. A girl about the same age as Jasmine.”
"No! No!" Huang Yang was still arguing: "Since...she can become anyone, become my Jasmine, why can't she change back to herself?"
"Only the soul can touch the soul, and only the deepest obsession can retain the remnant soul that has been floating in the void for twenty years. From this point of view, your Jasmine may be lucky. There is still a person in this world who has such deep and heavy feelings. Missing her so much that she was able to take root and bloom briefly in someone else's body."
"But Lin Xuerou doesn't seem to be so lucky. No one cares about her or keeps her. She has a home and can't go back. The snowflakes falling from the sky to the ground are destined to melt."
"You know why she became like this, right? Originally she could grow up healthily like many ordinary children, but now I'm afraid she will never leave that hospital." Liu Mengwei's tone was as calm as water, but it sounded strange to Huang Yang's ears. It seems to weigh a thousand catties. His head dropped to the table little by little, and his shoulders trembled, like a embarrassed ostrich.
"Throughout the twenty years of revenge, you are so principled that you want the guilty to atone for their sins, the innocent to escape punishment, and the people who were implicated for no reason to be compensated. So, now, how should you judge your crimes? "
"You hurt and killed a completely innocent girl!" Liu Mengwei said word by word: "How should you be judged for your crime?"
Huang Yang leaned over the interrogation table. Whimpering lowly.
Liu Mengwei stepped forward again, picked up one of the strawberries, and suddenly chuckled: "When I first met Lin Xuerou, she was a proud and lively little peacock, a little delicate but also very cute. This is The unique vitality of boys and girls aged fourteen or fifteen is something that an old man like you is envious of, even I am extremely jealous!"
"I tricked her, and she said she liked strawberries the most. There was a boy who liked her and gave her strawberries every day. She almost turned into strawberries after eating them."
"This is the only thing I know about the girl named Lin Xuerou. When I brought this box of strawberries in front of her, her eyes lit up. Even if her consciousness dissipates, her body will still react to the smell she loved in the past. For a moment, it seemed as if she had come back." Liu Meng sighed slightly. .
"Smell it, the aroma of strawberries can really make you forget your worries."
After leaving the interrogation room, Liu Mengwei put the strawberry on the tip of her nose and smelled it slowly. The sweet and wonderful aroma filled her whole mind. It would be great if there really was a forgetting fruit in the world, she thought.
