Chapter 45 The Writer’s Ending (1)

Style: Science Author: Xiang FengwuWords: 2875Update Time: 24/01/13 00:51:31
It stands to reason that such a major incident in which a whole family died should have caused a sensation in the past and left many records. However, Ling Feng and the others looked through the case files of that year and found only a few thin documents in the cracks. page, and the conclusion above is just a few words of understatement - the case will not be filed.

In Yao Feipeng's freshman year, there was indeed a sophomore boy in his school who lost his footing and fell into the school's artificial lake on a dark, windy, cold night, and was never able to climb out again. stand up. Blood tests showed that the deceased drank alcohol that night, and people who ate with him also confirmed this. Visits and investigations did not find anyone who might have had a grudge with the deceased, so in the end the case could only be closed accidentally.

The deaths of his parents were also deemed to be suicides caused by grief.

They found several more students who had attended that school. What surprised them even more was that most of the students only vaguely knew that such a murder had occurred in the school, and were either vague about the inside story. To be indifferent is to listen to rumors, spread freely, and exaggerate. Then as time washes away, it gets further and further away from the truth.

"A member of such a big family died so mysteriously?" Ling Ling suddenly felt empty in her heart, and asked with some reluctance: "Isn't their family quite powerful in the local area? Didn't they just disappear?"

"You also said that you are only in the local area and outside your own sphere of influence. Who still knows you? As the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake. What's more, where is that place? It's a school, not an ordinary, ordinary school. The more glamorous a place is, the more it pays attention to the maintenance and preservation of reputation and image. Don't you understand such a simple truth?" Zhou Zhenyu enlightened her earnestly.

Ling Ling let out a "poof": "You know, you know best, you understand all the major principles in this world!"

"There is only one kind of heroism in the world, which is to still love life after seeing the truth of life. I am practicing heroism!" Zhou Zhen said boldly.

Ling Ling rolled her eyes at him and said, "So, were the three of them really killed by Yao Feipeng?"

"Even if not, it is more or less related to him. For example, we can reasonably assume a situation: that night, the son did accidentally fall into the water. At this time, Yao Feipeng happened to be on the shore, but he chose to die. Otherwise, or maybe he took some action to hasten his death, these are all possible. But it is impossible for us to travel back in time to explore the real thoughts and actions of the person involved at that time, so now it can only be a confused account. ”

Ling Ling asked again: "Where is the so-called witness? Listening to the conversation between Liu Mengwei and Yao Feipeng in the interrogation room just now, does it mean that Yao Feipeng was accidentally seen by Liu Liqi while committing the crime? Because they are in the same class. Classmate, if Liu Liqi was harmed in any way, the possibility of being investigated and exposed as a person around him was too high, so he chose another method to control and test her. However, during this process, Yao Feipeng cared and inquired intentionally or unintentionally, It gave Liu Liqi an illusion, and in the end it prompted the two of them to form a closer relationship."

"Roughly the same."

"This is...too deformed." Ling Ling couldn't help but frown. "But, as Liu Mengwei said, since Liu Liqi was willing to agree to Yao Feipeng to be his girlfriend and even married him in the end, it means that she definitely didn't know that Yao Feipeng had such a dark past. Otherwise, how could she be willing How about spending your whole life with a potential murderer all the time?"

"Probably just too lazy to refuse." Zhou Zhen replied lazily: "Not everyone has the courage to change the status quo and break away from the life they are used to. Even if it is a trivial matter, a lot of people Don’t dare to say no easily. As long as the situation is not unbearably bad now, most people can continue to maintain the status quo and make do with it.”

Ling Ling sneered a little and didn't want to admit it. After thinking about it, he had to admit that what he said did make some sense: "According to what you said, he killed Liu Liqi now because he finally couldn't bear it anymore and didn't want to live in daily fear. Are you under suspicion?"

Zhou Zhen shrugged: "If you don't perish in silence, you will explode in silence."



The conversation between Liu Mengwei and Yao Feipeng came to an abrupt end when they mentioned Liu Liqi.

Liu Mengwei sat opposite him, raised her eyelids slightly, and looked at him without any emotion, like a cold-blooded and precise instrument.

"Want to know the analysis results?"

"What are the analysis results?" Yao Feipeng, who was physically and mentally exhausted, no longer wanted to speak, but out of curiosity, he still asked.

"Didn't the Criminal Science Tracking and Monitoring Institute in your story conduct a psychological evaluation for a man who once persecuted a high school girl and made her pregnant and miscarried? They...actually you, set up a triple dream for him .”

"In the first dream, he was bewitched by a fish, killed a woman, and turned her into a pot of soup."

"In the second dream, a man drank the soup he made and learned his secret, becoming a pervasive 'sight'."

"And in the last dream, he took the body of a man and was reborn as a woman, experiencing firsthand the hardships a helpless girl would go through in the process of growing up. In the end, in order to escape from this prison, he abandoned the past, She also chose to be a villain, not hesitate to hurt others and steal other people's identities, hoping to have a new beginning. Even if she was discovered in the end, she still refused to admit her mistakes, but faced everything with an evasive attitude."

"Actually, these dreams and stories are all developed based on your own personal experiences. The images that appear frequently here include the disappearing fish representing your lost sister in childhood, the red-eyed ghost bird and the college entrance examination, and the soul of a man in a woman's body. It represents a kind of dislocation and aggression of doves occupying the magpie's nest. The white rabbits that follow in groups and cannot escape, and the sunflowers that always revolve around the sun represent the torture of the heart by the remaining conscience. Unfortunately, even if they are Even when forced into a corner, he was unwilling to admit that it was his fault that ruined other people's lives. Hence, the final evaluation report."

"When the crime prediction index and the crime degree index are both higher than 7, it means that these people have a strong desire to commit crimes and a high probability of committing crimes. Active measures should be taken to intervene and eliminate crimes before they occur. This is what you are doing in the story setting, why did you give him a value that does not exceed 7 but is quite close? At the end, you even proposed to increase the prediction index and further relax the standards. It is because in your subconscious mind, this person created by you leads Putting too much of a stamp on yourself makes you want to excuse him without even realizing it, right?"

Yao Feipeng's lips trembled and he hesitated and couldn't speak: "No...it's not..."

"What's the reason for that?"

"Don't ask anymore, I admit..."

"Admit what?"

Yao Feipeng began to feel uneasy again, as if his whole body was covered with ants. He was twitching slightly like an epileptic patient, with cold sweat on his forehead, but his face was flushed with panic and nervousness. He seemed to be struggling with whether to say what to say next. if.

Liu Mengwei waited patiently for him. After an unknown amount of time, he opened and closed his lips and finally made a sound.

"I killed Liu Liqi. I was not instigated by anyone. It was all my own will and it has nothing to do with anyone else." After saying this, he was relieved and let out a long breath. Then, like a The deflated balloon quickly shriveled up.

Liu Mengwei saw the change in him, and a wave of emotion finally flashed across his calm face: "Killing and quartering, do you know what kind of sentence this will lead to?"

Yao Feipeng was stunned for a moment and raised his head suddenly. He was obviously frightened by her words, but soon he continued to leak air. Once it was punctured, whether it was punctured by himself or by others, The skin that I had tried my best to maintain could only be irreparably shriveled up like this.

Liu Mengwei smiled for the only time in this conversation. She also breathed a long sigh of relief secretly, not because she was freed from suspicion, but because she could finally wake up from this dream full of painful struggles. As a dreamer, she must share the joys and sorrows of the dreamer. Otherwise, she will not be able to maintain the dream, nor will she be able to understand the causes, consequences, and crux of the problem empathetically, so as to prescribe the right medicine.

A trick that kills a thousand enemies and damages oneself by eight hundred.

"Perhaps you can consult your lawyer. Don't you have a very senior and professional lawyer? He can give a more accurate answer to this question than anyone else." Before leaving, Liu Mengwei said to Yao Feipeng. She walked around the table, walked to Yao Feipeng, leaned down, and whispered in his ear: "It's best to seize the time before you... are abandoned. This is my last advice to you."

When Liu Mengwei approached him, Yao Feipeng vaguely saw a series of numbers written on the piece of paper in her hand. Is that my evaluation report? he thought to himself.

"I want to take a look." But he didn't say this sentence in the end, and the result was no longer important.

Liu Mengwei looked back at him again, then looked down at the paper in his hand, as if she already understood what he wanted to say. .

"Oh, poor."

Yao Feipeng's heart suddenly dropped. The last person who had ever tried to persuade him had given up on him, and he had fallen into hell.