ex-husband high energy

Two hours ago, on the third floor.

Zong Ming snapped his fingers at the young man lying on the sofa.Wang Hao's fine eyelashes trembled, slowly opened his eyes, and sat up.

As Wang Jian's son, he was simply an evolutionary miracle. His skin was fine and fair, and his eyebrows were picturesque. He had no resemblance to his ferocious father. Sitting there, he looked like a piece of fine porcelain.

He looked around ignorantly, and finally fixed his eyes on Zong Ming's face, and asked in confusion, "Where is this? Who are you?"

"My house." Zong Ming said, pushing the chicken noodle soup on the coffee table in front of him, "Are you hungry? Have something to eat."

Wang Hao glanced at the noodles and didn't move: "Why am I here? I remember that I met that lunatic on the road and was beaten up by him... Did I pass out? You saved me?"

Zong Ming nodded, stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a bunch of noodles in his bowl, swallowed them both, and said, "Look, it's not poisonous, eat it."

"Well, thank you..." Wang Hao looked at him anxiously for a while, then picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

Zong Ming quickly finished eating, put down his chopsticks, and a sense of satisfaction that is unique to foodies appeared on his brows.

Wang Hao was a little restless, put down his chopsticks halfway through eating, and asked, "What's your name?"

Zong Ming pointed at his temples together: "Why, can't you read it?"

"What did you say? I don't understand." Wang Hao's expression changed slightly, and he stood up, "I should go, thank you for saving me, I will let my dad repay you, do you want money?"

Zong Ming shook his head and said, "No, but I want to ask you to do me a favor."

Wang Hao didn't move, he pointed to the sofa: "Please sit down."

Wang Hao hesitated for a moment and sat down.Zong Ming picked up a stack of photos, took one and put it on the coffee table: "Do you know this person?"

In the photo is a tall boy with a bright smile and holding a basketball.Wang Hao stared at the photo, his eyes fluctuating, and nodded for a long time.

Zong Ming took another one and placed it next to the photo: "Now, do you still know him?"

The boy in the photo has turned into a cold corpse, lying on the forensic doctor's dissection table, his bare skin is a lifeless cement color, his chest and limbs are covered with horrible scars, he is the Xiyan City serial number Homicide No.1 Victim!

Sweat dripped from Wang Hao's forehead, and Zong Ming took another photo and put it next to him: "How about this?"

The photo shows the corpse just dug out of the soil, wrapped in white cotton cloth, showing half of the face with distorted expression.Wang Hao trembled uncontrollably, and slowly closed his eyes.

Zong Ming didn't ask any further questions, and silently took out photos one by one, and placed them next to the three until there were twelve.

Four boys, twelve photos, lifelike on the left, bitten corpses in the middle, and wrapped in calico on the right.

"Is there anything you want to say?" Zong Ming asked Wang Hao.

Wang Hao's Adam's apple squirmed up and down, Shaoqing opened his eyes and said, "I'm very sad."

Zong Ming nodded agreeingly, and said, "I'm also very sad. They are all your classmates, right? Junior high school, high school, university... Seeing so many students die one after another, and they died so badly, you don't know what to do. It must be uncomfortable, right?"

A large drop of water rolled down from Wang Hao's eyes and hung on his beautiful mandible.Zong Ming took a tissue from the box and handed it to him, saying softly, "My condolences."

Wang Hao didn't move, let the tears fall, wiped his eyes with his fingers, the dark eyes had a trace of innocence and purity unique to young people, and said to him sincerely: "Thank you, if it weren't for you, I would It's been like them tonight."

Zong Ming's face suddenly turned cold, his eyes narrowed dangerously, and he nodded: "That's right, then I will accept your thanks, Wang Hao." After a pause, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said : "To repay your kindness, please do me a little favor, okay?"

"Please say."

"Do you believe that there are super brains in this world?"

Wang Hao was puzzled: "Super brain?"

"The super brain can stimulate other people's brains, change their personalities, and even control their behavior."

Wang Hao thought for a while and asked, "Are you talking about science fiction? Professor X? Phoenix Girl? Psychic power?"

"No, I'm not talking about virtual heroes, but real people around us." Zong Ming's eyes became a little distant, "There was a friend of mine who had this ability. At the beginning, she just used it to complete some of her own The gray wish, and later, this feeling is too good, too powerful, so beautiful that she is completely addicted, unable to stop..."

After a short pause, he said, "In the end she killed herself."

Wang Hao trembled at an angle he couldn't see.

Zong Ming asked: "Wang Hao, are you afraid?"

Wang Hao looked down at his hands, which were slender and pale, without any flaws: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

With a soft "pop", Zong Ming lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and suddenly changed the subject: "Tell me about your father, he used to be a thief, he went in and out three times, and was a registered repeat offender in our industry." , you should be clear about this, right?"

Wang Hao said, "Are you a policeman?"

Zong Ming didn't answer, and continued: "He has a bad temper, and he forced your mother to drink pesticides long ago. You were brought up by your grandparents. He didn't take you in until the two old people died ten years ago. By your side. He also wants to treat you well, otherwise he would not quit for you and work hard to start a small business in Xiyan City. But a person's personality is difficult to change, he can't control his natural violence, No matter how regretful you are afterwards, once you get angry, you can't help but beat and scold you."

The corner of Wang Hao's mouth twitched, like a wry smile.Zong Ming said: "You suffered from selective mutism when you were young, because you couldn't speak normally in public places, you didn't fit in with the world around you, you were ignored by your teachers, and you were bullied by your classmates... Your heart must be very painful, and you have no friends. Can confide, no relatives can rely on... Do you blame the world?"

Wang Hao's dark pupils had a hollow depth, and he shook his head: "No, the world is like this, cruel, indifferent, and mechanical, but it is fair to everyone, just as cruel, indifferent, and mechanical. Everything I have endured is not imposed on me by the world, but from myself, because I am like me, so I will encounter this kind of world... So I never blame anyone, everyone has his own life, or It is not fair to say that everyone is born with a different basic configuration, it is just a natural probability."

Zong Ming put the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and continued: "After you went to college, your condition suddenly improved, your mutism gradually recovered, you made friends, and your grades were not bad."

Wang Hao said: "My grades have always been good. You see, the probability is fair. You will not be allocated [-]% of the shortcomings. There will always be a little compensation."

Zong Ming suddenly asked: "How did you cure your mutism?"

Wang Hao thought for a while and said, "It's fine if it's natural, or psychological counseling can also play a role, and I've grown up. As you can see, this is a world that depends on your face. The more beautiful you are, the more kindness you get. There will be more."

It is undeniable that Wang Hao is very beautiful, feminine and handsome, and he is exactly the popular handsome man in the market.It is conceivable how much ridicule and prejudice he encountered when he was a child, and how much envy and pursuit he received when he grew up.

Zong Ming seemed to be convinced by him, and nodded agreeingly: "You are very good at chatting, Wang Hao. It's hard to imagine that you were once a selective mutism patient. No matter who cured you, he is a genius."

Wang Hao narrowed his eyes and remained silent.Zong Ming observed his expression for a while, and suddenly said, "Let's talk about what happened last night. Why did you go back to Shihu Town?"

"My uncle passed away, and my dad brought me back to attend the funeral."

Zong Ming asked: "Why did you go to Jijiazhai last night? It's five kilometers away from Shihu Town, and it takes an hour to walk."

Wang Hao replied: "I have the habit of running at night. The road is next to the Xiyan River, and it is comfortable to run. If I hadn't met that lunatic, I would have been running to a farther village."

Zong Ming frowned and said, "So all of this is a coincidence? It's a coincidence that you met that lunatic, and it's also a coincidence that the four people killed by that lunatic are all related to you?" Opening the four files one by one: "The first One victim is your junior high school classmate, the second one is your high school classmate, the third one is your classmate in the Math Olympiad intensive training class. The last one is your senior from the university... Don’t you feel suspicious about such a coincidence? ?”

Wang Hao smiled hastily: "I have attended four schools, and there are no less than 16 students who have been with me in the same school in the past 2 years. I can't predict the fate of these 2 people, and I can't live and die for them. Responsible, as I said, this is just a natural probability. Besides, I am also in this probability, am I not? If it weren’t for you, I would be beaten to death by that lunatic now. This is a natural probability. How much do you see in the world? To be fair, it gave me a repressed childhood, and now it has finally begun to take care of me, and I deserve to die."

He looked at Zong Ming in confusion: "I am also a victim. I don't understand why you always think that I have something to do with other people's deaths."

"Because it is indeed related." Zong Ming said, "The first two victims had conflicts with you when they were in school. To be precise, they both bullied you. I checked this matter with your head teacher. Actually Your junior high school class teacher is very concerned about you, but his ability is limited and he can't help you too much."

Wang Hao smiled and said: "Yes, I am also very grateful to him. Although he is a bit incompetent, he tried his best. There are many such people around us, aren't there?"

"I find you very interesting." Zong Ming said with interest. "On the surface, you seem to be open to all suffering and injustice, but in fact you are full of sharp irony. These are two completely contradictory mentalities. You have to Is it painful to balance this irreconcilable contradiction in my heart at all times?"

Wang Hao choked, and immediately said: "No, there is no contradiction, this is just a causal relationship - because the reality is so, so you must accept it, otherwise you will make yourself more painful. Growth is a compromise, you are older than me, you compromised Definitely more, are you in pain?"

Zong Ming shook his head and sighed, "You are too good at chatting, Wang Hao."

Wang Hao smiled, in a trance, there was a hint of Yan Yanxing.

Zong Ming continued: "The No. 3 victim also has a conflict of interest with you. I asked the teacher of your Olympiad class. It is said that you missed the competition in the third year of high school. He won the No. 1 and was admitted to the Top 2 colleges without examination. "

"Do you think I killed him out of jealousy?" Wang Hao laughed. "There are often winners and losers in competitions. I missed because I didn't perform well on the spot. Besides, although he was recommended to Top 2, his major is not good. My current professional ranking Taller than him. So I don't envy him, sometimes I feel sorry for him."

Zong Ming suddenly asked: "Why did you act abnormally on the spot?"

A trace of sharp anger flashed in Wang Hao's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant, as if it was just an illusion: "I don't know, if you really have a 'super brain', please help me see through myself and tell me why."

Zong Ming pointed to the last file: "Then what about this victim? He seems very special to the murderer. There is no sign of gnawing on the corpse, and the place where the corpse was abandoned is also very easy to find... Well, I visited your classmate , It is said that you and him met at a science and technology competition, have been in close contact for the past two years, and rented the same apartment off campus."

"It's the studio." Wang Hao replied, "The senior got an investment, and we took on some small jobs. Occasionally, we are busy with projects, so we will live in the studio."

Zong Ming took out a few photos: "I found that you are very close. We went to Disney together during the winter vacation last year, so you didn't go home for the Spring Festival because of this."

The first photo is a group photo of two boys. Wang Hao is wearing Mickey ears and a Disney T-shirt. He looks like a cute high school student.The boy next to him was not very handsome, but he was gentle and bookish, with two fingers on top of his head, like a naughty big brother.

This is the only group photo, and the others are single photos, probably taken by each other.Apparently that boy's photography skills are better. Wang Hao is handsome in his photos, but he is missing arms and legs, and even has only half of his face.But in the photo, the boy smiled honestly and warmly, and his eyes seemed to be filled with stars.

Wang Hao picked up the half-face photo, looked down for a long time, and said: "That time we completed a small project and got a sum of money. I got half of it and wanted to go out for fun. The senior said He also wanted to go, so he helped me book air tickets and tickets. As for why it was during the Spring Festival, it was because the Disney Hotel happened to have discounts in those two days, and we persuaded the parents to celebrate the New Year outside in order to save money."

He put down the photo, looked at the dust jumping in the sun, and said: "He is my only friend, I thought we would go on like this forever, go to school, do projects, graduate in the future, and open a bigger studio."

After a pause of two seconds, he smiled sarcastically, as if laughing at his own innocence: "But he died."

A damp and sad atmosphere suddenly filled the room, and even the sunlight that shone in was full of obscure meanings.Zong Ming was keenly aware of something, and closed his eyes carefully to feel the faint tremors in the air.It was an almost concrete grief, overflowing uncontrollably because it was too full, sticky like a swamp, drowning something invisible.

After a moment of silence, Zong Ming said deeply: "So you treated him differently from others, you didn't make him suffer too much, and you protected his body to the maximum extent, didn't you?"

Wang Hao held his breath for an instant, and looked directly at Zong Ming, his slender eyelashes trembling rapidly, like a butterfly in the wind.

Zong Ming looked at him solemnly, and said in a deep voice: "Wang Hao, controlling other people's brains is a very dangerous behavior. The structure of the human brain is very similar. When you influence others, the reaction force will also affect you... You should Have you noticed it? The pleasure of revenge is extremely weak at first, even accompanied by fear and guilt. But when the inner violence of the controlled person is slowly fed back to you, your nature is quietly eroded, and you enjoy this feeling more and more The thrill of soaking in blood. You can’t help but want to do more, and use your own power to balance the injustice of the world. It feels like being a god, and it makes your fingertips tremble..."

Wang Hao's face gradually turned pale, and Zong Ming continued: "Maybe you have started to be afraid and feel that you can't control yourself. You try hard to squeeze the violent factors out of your mind, but you can't. Killing such a thing, once You can't stop at the beginning, because the "knife" in your hand already has your memory, recorded your love and hate, and strengthened this hostility with its own killing spirit. In the end, you instead Become its vassal!"

The corners of Wang Hao's mouth were tightly pursed, and his body trembled slightly.Zong Ming said: "This lunatic is the 'knife' you carefully selected. He is a butcher's helper. He is strong and stupid, and his brain is easily hacked. You don't even need to talk to him, you can easily control him and let him Keep killing people for you!"

He threw the files one by one in front of Wang Hao: "This person is the first one you want to kill, because it was the campus bullying initiated by him that made you fall into the abyss of selective mutism, and all the pain you suffered later It all originated from him. The second person was as bad as him, and you killed without any hesitation, and then the third... By this time, your mind changes, becoming more and more cold-blooded, more and more violent , almost astonishing yourself."

He picked up the last file: "It's your brother's death that made you make up your mind to get rid of the 'knife' that you cultivated by yourself. You went to Jijiazhai last night just to kill that lunatic! Because you found him It's completely out of control, in order to 'protect' you, you even killed your best friend!"

"Enough!" Wang Hao interrupted him sharply, "I don't know what you are talking about, I think you are crazy! If you are so sure, why didn't you call the police? Why did you save me? You clearly saw It was the madman who wanted to kill me, not me who wanted to kill him!"

He gasped heavily, and suddenly smiled: "Everything you said is just your perverted imagination. If you really have evidence, go to the police and hand me over to the police. I'm not afraid!"

"Of course you're not afraid, it's not you who killed people!" Zong Ming also smiled, "Do you think I told you so much to discover the truth, uphold justice, and send you, a little pervert, to prison? No, that's Shi I have no intention of overstepping the responsibilities of the Huzhen Police Station."

He stared into Wang Hao's eyes, and said word by word: "I just want to know when and where did you acquire this terrifying ability."

Wang Hao and Zong Ming looked at each other, slowly as if they had realized something, a malicious smile appeared on Lili's face: "Ask yourself!"

It was already dawn and the sun was as bright as gold. He looked at the bright world outside the window and said leisurely: "I don't know what you are talking about, and I can't answer your question. I can only tell you, the road to hell, from which place?" All directions are smooth.”