Ruan Wen looked confused: "According to the plan, isn't it necessary to wait for Officer He to bring Li Wen's confession tape and listen to it before talking about the Tsim Sha Tsui hotel?"
Lin Yue said: "I don't want to ask about what happened in the hotel now. What I want to ask about is what happened before and after the case occurred."
"What happened before and after the case?" Ruan Wen paused: "Then you can ask."
Lin Yue took a sip of beer.
"How did the 'painter' kidnap you? Did you see what they looked like?"
Ruan Wen's hand holding the can shook, as if he was lost in memories.
"Luo Wen and I were talking in the room, and we heard someone knocking on the door and saying it was room service. Luo Wen went to open the door, and two men with hoods and guns came into the room and asked us to keep quiet, and then tied our heads with ropes. Hands and feet, covering eyes with cloth..."
At this point, her body began to tremble slightly, as if the fear of that day had not disappeared from her life, but was just hiding in the shadow of memory. Whenever she tried to recall what happened that day, she would pounce and bite her hard.
"So you have no impression of their faces?"
Lin Yue stretched out his hand and held her hand that was clenched into a fist.
She exhaled a long breath and seemed to break free from fear: "I only know that there is a woman among the two, and it was she who drove me to the bed."
After listening to her words, Lin Yue nodded on the table and frowned tightly.
"What? Is there a problem?"
"I'm wondering if this woman is Wu Xiuqing or someone else."
"It should be Wu Xiuqing, I can feel her hostility towards me."
Lin Yue shook his head and dismissed the chaotic thoughts in his mind: "Besides, after the case happened, did He Weilan say anything when he sent you to the hospital?"
Ruan Wen's hand was held by him, and he seemed to have more courage to face it.
"She said she felt guilty and in pain. If she had known this would be the result, she would never have let Officer Li go up alone. She also said she must catch the 'painter' to avenge Officer Li."
Lin Yue fell into deep thought again.
Ruan Wen looked at him and said, "You don't even doubt Officer He, do you?"
Lin Yue smiled and said: "Before the matter is clarified, I doubt anyone, including the diners sitting at the next table, because I don't know if there is a face-changing 'painter' hidden inside."
"Then you doubt me too?"
"certainly."
"Then you still treat me..."
"Is it possible that I can't like you until you are cleared of suspicion?"
"Then what would you do if I were a 'painter'?"
Lin Yue thought for a while and said seriously: "I don't know."
Ruan Wen couldn't laugh or cry: "Are you really a policeman?"
Nearly two months ago, he appeared on Qindao as a case investigator, and then continued to increase his presence in a way that did not put pressure on people. After having a pleasant dinner, he disappeared. When she was a little lost and curious, When he came back, he gave her warmth and joy on the rainy day, and said he would protect her.
What followed was a week-long companionship, and then they left again. A month later, on Granville Island in Vancouver, I used a handmade shawl knitted by a horse farm girl to block the constant wind over the river. There was no passionate confession. There are no flowers and vows, but a faint warmth is used to irrigate her heart, like the spring breeze awakening the green grass, like the dawn dispersing the long night.
How could she not know Lin Yue's thoughts?
She's not that stupid.
Half an hour later.
The two returned to the rented hotel.
Lin Yue helped the slightly drunk woman into the bedroom and prepared to leave. Then he turned around and heard a voice from behind.
"Don't leave."
Then there are hands hugging the body from behind.
…
the next day.
He Weilan knocked on the door outside room 8805 for a long time, but no one answered, so he went to room 8806 next door.
The door was opened by Ruan Wen. She was wearing a pure cotton T-shirt and silk trousers underneath.
He Weilan stared at her blankly for a while, because Miss Ruan Wen gave her a completely different feeling from yesterday. She was lazy, maybe, something was missing.
It wasn't until the bathroom door opened and Lin Yue in a white shirt walked out that she came back to her senses, glanced at the tie on the hanger, and frowned slightly.
"Senior brother, I brought what you asked for."
Lin Yue walked to the coffee table, picked up the coffee in the cup and took a sip.
"Are you ready?"
Ruan Wen looked at him and nodded.
He Weilan frowned again. She was not good at emotional matters, but she was not blind. A woman's intuition told her that something must have happened between the two of them last night.
"In 1985, Miss Ruan Wen and I met in Vancouver. At that time, we had just debuted. We hoped that someone would buy our paintings. Who knew that after ten years, none of them had been sold."
The tape recorder began to play Li Wen's confession.
Ruan Wen sat on the sofa, holding his chin with his right hand, listening calmly to the hoarse male voice from the speaker.
Half an hour later, the recording ended, leaving only the rustle of the tape spinning.
"Do you remember anything?" Lin Yue asked.
"When I held my first art exhibition in 1995, he seemed to have been here. Luo Wen and I were talking upstairs at that time. At a quick glance, I only saw a familiar profile face. Then when I went downstairs to check, the person was gone."
At this time, He Weilan asked: "Speaking of art exhibitions, why is your art exhibition at HK University called "Goodbye Four Seasons"?"
"I have loved painting since I was a child. When I was in middle school, I painted a painting called "Four Seasons" and won an award. Others painted spring, summer, autumn and winter separately, but I painted the four seasons on one piece of paper. On the film, the judges praised me for being very imaginative. Later I became famous. One day I received a package. I opened it and saw that it was the "Four Seasons" that I had thrown away when I moved. I was very happy and wanted to thank that person. The person who sent it to me, however, could not find the name and address of the sender on the package. Apart from "Four Seasons", there was only a white card with the words "congratulations" written on it. Later, HK University invited me I came here to hold an art exhibition, and I thought he should be paying attention to my situation, so in order to express his gratitude, I named the art exhibition "Goodbye Four Seasons."
He Weilan nodded slightly to show understanding: "What happened in the hotel? How is it different from Li Wen's confession?"
A trace of fear flashed in Ruan Wen's eyes.
"The door to the bedroom was closed at first. I was scared and panicked. I didn't hear clearly what the people outside were saying. I only knew that someone came in, and then there was the sound of shooting from a pistol equipped with a silencer. The door behind it opened, and they They said they wanted to kill Luo Wen and me. I wanted to beg them to let us go, but our mouths were sealed with tape and we couldn't make any sound. Then for some reason, they got into a fight, and soon the chandelier outside broke. , the sound was so loud that I was so frightened that I rolled under the bed, huddled in the corner and dared not move. You all know what happened next."
He Weilan glanced at Lin Yue.
Lin Yue shook his head, meaning that he didn't get anything valuable.
He Weilan asked again: "What about that art exhibition at HK University? Did you see Li Wen?"
"It seems that a man in black clothes took the hand of a woman wearing sunglasses and left in a hurry. I don't know if he was there."
He Weilan took a sip of the coffee that Lin Yue poured for her, settled her thoughts and asked a few questions, but nothing came of it. Ruan Wen's life is very simple, his job is to paint, and Luo Wen takes care of other things. , she rarely pays attention to people other than herself. She said that even Luo Wen often complains that she loses track of time as soon as she starts painting. Many times he goes out for a whole day and she can't remember to call him to say hello. .
An hour later, He Weilan stood up and left.
Lin Yue patted Ruan Wen's hand as he passed her and told her to see off the guests.
When leaving 8806 and heading to the elevator, He Weilan said with an unhappy look on her face: "Do you think of yourself as the male host now?"
Lin Yue said: "Why is it so popular?"
"You suspected her a few days ago." He Weilan stopped and said, "Brother, you are a police officer. You cannot be emotional when investigating a case."
Lin Yue patted her shoulder: "Don't worry, I'm measured."
"Senior Brother Li said the same thing that day, but in the end..."
"I took Ruan Wen with me. Some people in Canada thought it was for protection, some thought it was surveillance, and some thought I was taking advantage of others' danger. What about you? What do you think?"
He Weilan was stunned for a moment after hearing what he said, and looked thoughtful.
"By the way, I'm going to the Golden Triangle in a few days. Take good care of Ruan Wen and do me one more favor."
"Are you going to the Golden Triangle?"
"right."
"Why?"
"I'm a little interested in Wu Xiuqing."
"If you are interested in Wu Xiuqing, why would you go to the Golden Triangle?"
"Let me ask you, where did the 'painter' find Wu Xiuqing?"
"Golden Triangle, Malin Village."
After subconsciously saying this, He Weilan's face changed drastically: "No, that place is too dangerous. Going alone is tantamount to suicide."
Lin Yue leaned into her ear and whispered, "Have you forgotten those newspaper clippings in your car?"
He Weilan looked at him in shock when he heard this.
Lin Yue put his hand on her shoulder without letting go this time: "Okay, stop thinking about it, wait for me to come back, I think... there should be a big discovery this time."
"why would you say so?"
"'Painter' and others stayed in the Golden Triangle for a year after defeating the Marin guerrillas. During this period, they did nothing. Two or three months after they came to Hong Kong, the Tuen Mun Dye Factory Arson Murder and the Tsim Sha Tsui Hotel Shooting happened. , in Li Wen's description, Wu Xiuqing was a demure or cowardly woman, but when she kidnapped Ruan Wen and Luo Wen, she actually behaved like a habitual gangster. Later, when she came to the police station to release Li Wen, she was also brave, resourceful and courageous. , excluding the few months of plastic surgery, what kind of changes can turn a somewhat cowardly woman into a fierce and strong person in less than a year? Or... our understanding of her was misled by Li Wen from the beginning. Yes? Everyone here who has seen Wu Xiuqing is dead, but there are still survivors over there with the Marin guerrillas."
"But...but Wu Xiuqing is dead."
"Wu Xin is also dead, doesn't he still leave some clues for us? Dead people can't speak, but the past of the dead can speak."
Ding~
The elevator arrives and the car door opens.
Lin Yue took back his hand, smiled and nodded goodbye to her.
He Weilan looked at him deeply, turned around and walked into the elevator.
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