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On the morning of the second day after the arrest of the powerful suspect Zhang Zichen, the ashtray in front of Zhang Shun, the head of the Beishi criminal investigation team, had been stuffed with cigarette butts into a hedgehog with fried hair.

Zhang Shun raised his hand to take off his glasses and wiped his face, forcing himself to focus on the testimony record in front of him.

It went so well.he thinks.

Zhang Zichen calmly admitted the criminal facts of killing Qi Yanran and kidnapping and attempting to kill Xue Han, and even confessed that Qiu Yitong, who was reported to have committed suicide, was actually killed by him.The words are all frank, asking and answering, neither nervous nor concealed, just like chatting with a friend about a football game they watched yesterday.

Too smooth, and too weird.

So much so that Zhang Shun didn't realize that Zhang Zichen's words were mixed with too many psychological expressions, which were not like narration, but confession and catharsis.He is like a dam that has released the flood, destroying all the gates that can prevent him from stepping into the abyss, talking endlessly as if he wants to spit out his bloody heart quickly.

Zhang Zichen confessed that although Qiu Yitong was his childhood sweetheart, the relationship between the two was not very harmonious.The reason is that Qiu Yitong's character is too cowardly and dark.She is so shy of strangers that she especially likes to cling to the familiar Zhang Zichen. Whether she graduated from elementary school or junior high school, Qiu Yitong always tries her best to apply for the school where Zhang Zichen is, which makes him very disgusted.In the end, Qiu Yitong was pushed off the school roof.

As for Qi Yanran and Xu Pengfei, Zhang Zichen admitted that they were his godfather and godmother.It is said that once when Zhang Zichen forgot to bring his wallet when he was packing food outside, Qi Yanran and Xu Pengfei, who were eating by the side, helped him out of kindness and invited him to sit down and eat together.In order to return the meal fee, Zhang Zichen exchanged contact information with them after a few words.But in the end, instead of asking him to pay back the money, the couple also learned that he took him to a concert when he was preparing for the violin exam at home alone during the holidays.

The reason for killing Qi Yanran was that he accidentally discovered that Qi Yanran was having an intimate relationship with a strange man, so he found the call and message records through the idle mobile phone number that he had given to Qi Yanran earlier.After confirming the improper relationship between the two, he asked Qi Yanran out and killed her.

Zhang Shun read the record over and over again with dark circles under his eyes.

Zhang Zichen's words were concise and to the point, but in the end he was too young, what he drew was a circle whose beginning and end could not be connected.Regardless of the logic or the motive of the murder, Zhang Shun felt that he had overlooked many details, and he didn't know whether he did it on purpose or not.

When Zhang Shun was at a loss, Lu Wei walked into his office.

"How is it?" Zhang Shun asked vigorously.

After Lu Wei opened all the windows, he pulled the chair opposite Zhang Shun and sat down, unbuttoned the button next to his collar casually, and stayed up all night so that his chin had a layer of light blue stubble.

He calmly said: "According to Zhang Min, she and Zhang Zichen's father divorced because of emotional disagreement. After the divorce, the court awarded Zhang Zichen to her. However, Zhang Zichen seems to have always opposed Zhang Min's contact with other men. Zhang Min is not too old." Big, I want to talk about finding another companion."

"As a result, Zhang Zichen bumped into her once when she was taking a male friend home to drink tea and chat. At that time, Zhang Zichen's reaction was relatively normal. But at night, Zhang Min opened her eyes in a daze, and found Zhang Zichen standing in front of her bed, staring straight at her. Stare at her."

Zhang Shun's eyes widened in disbelief, and he asked, "What does he want?"

Lu Wei shook his head, repeating the original words of Zhang Zichen's mother: "I always feel that he wants to kill me, he thinks that I betrayed his father, since then I can't sleep well every night, and I dare not live with him We are together, I am afraid that when I open my eyes, I will see him standing there again, staring at me."

Zhang Shun imagined that scene for a while, and couldn't help but shudder, thinking that he wouldn't be able to fall asleep if he was there, so he couldn't help sighing: "The relationship between mother and son is like this, it's really..."

Lu Wei didn't say a word, he stared at the golden window with the sunrise, wondering what he was thinking.

"So, Zhang Min's first reaction that day was 'He really...'?" Zhang Shun asked again.

Lu Wei nodded and said, "It is estimated that Zhang Zichen will come to this point, Zhang Min already has a premonition."

At the same time, Wang Hong, the young representative of the criminal police team, arrived at Zhang Zichen's school early in the morning.

As an active activist in his twenties, Wang Hong is often called a reckless man by the big-tailed wolf Chen Bingrui.He is really fearless when he is reckless, so when he goes to the police, he is always in the lead when he is not paying attention.Wang Hong himself didn't think so, thinking that since he became a criminal policeman, he had to look down on life and death, and if he refused to accept it, he would do it, so he had to be willing.

However, Zhang Shun and his parents often beat him up for his ideological awareness. After he still didn't know how to repent, he was mercilessly knocked down by the vice-captain Lu Wei on the training ground, and his nose was bruised and his face was swollen for more than a week. , Wang Hong finally restrained himself somewhat.

So when he came to Zhang Zichen's class teacher's office, he was still a bit jerky and polite, so he did some dispensable Tai Chi before stepping into the main body and asking, "Do you know the cause and effect of student Qiu Yitong's suicide? "

The teacher in charge drooped his face when he heard this, and lamented, "Hey, this child is too mentally burdened. I usually only talk to Zhang Zichen. I was worried that she would be discriminated against or bullied by other students, so I just put them on the same table. To put it bluntly, with Zhang Zichen's temper, I'm actually worried about putting the two together. Two days ago I specially called Zhang Zichen to talk about Qiu Yitong, but he refused to say anything. "

Wang Hong listened patiently, seeing Teacher Li took a sip of tea and continued: "I have talked with Qiu Yitong's parents several times, and only then did I hear that Qiu Yitong has depression. I thought this child was introverted at first. Unexpectedly... She has been unknown in the class, but last week, an old teaching building in our school caught fire. "

"Is the teaching building on fire?" Wang Hong asked puzzled, thinking that he didn't see any traces of the building being burned when he came.

"Ah." The head teacher nodded and explained, "It's not inside the building, it's on the roof."

"Some exposed wires were aging and short-circuited, and they caught fire quietly. Although the fire was not big, it is indeed quite dangerous for wires to catch fire. No one discovered it in time. It was blowing on the roof of another building at that time. Qiu Yitong saw it, dialed 119, and rushed downstairs while calling, almost running to the bottom of the burning teaching building, shouting that it was on fire, and one of his shoes ran away, causing all the students inside to die. Run quickly."

Teacher Li couldn't help but have red eye circles as he spoke, and his throat rolled a bit, and he continued: "It's the first time I've seen Qiu Yitong speak so loudly, and his voice is hoarse."

Wang Hong also pursed his lips. He didn't know much about depression, but he could probably imagine how difficult it would be for a girl who hardly ever talked to her classmates to yell in front of everyone.

"And then?" Wang Hong asked.

"Hey, then. These little bastards, I get angry when I think about it." He took another sip of tea indignantly, and then continued: "The students in the science class are okay, they all hurriedly turned off the lights and air conditioners in the classroom I went downstairs. The students in the liberal arts class actually watched the excitement, and some of them took pictures of the fire and posted on Weibo, which made Qiu Yitong cry downstairs in anxiety."

"Fortunately, there was no danger. The firetruck arrived very quickly, and the fire was extinguished after three strikes. The firefighters even went to Qiu Yitong to praise her."

Wang Hong frowned, and asked again: "Isn't this something to be happy about? What does it have to do with Qiu Yitong's suicide?"

"Don't worry, I haven't finished yet." Teacher Li raised his teacup again as he spoke, the reckless Wang Hong couldn't help showing his true colors, and breathed out the fragrance of this long-winded homeroom teacher in his heart.

The teacher in charge spat the tea stem back into the thermos cup with a 'ah' sound, and said, "There are a lot of little bastards who don't like to study, and they don't know how dangerous it will be if they catch fire. How could they skip classes at every turn? A few outspoken students from other classes didn’t know Qiu Yitong’s character, so they half-joked and half-accused her, saying, “Why are you calling the police? If it burns, don’t we have to go to study at night? Even if it’s late It can be done in a while, and people can't die' or something like that."

Wang Hong was taken aback when he heard the words, a burst of anger finally rushed straight to the forehead, and he slapped Teacher Li's desk with a slap, making a loud noise, and roared: "Which idiot said that? I think he's a mess!"

The other teachers were so startled by the movement that they turned their heads to look at it, but Wang Hong turned a blind eye to it, and it could even be said that he gritted his teeth a bit.

Zhang Zichen's class teacher was also shocked by his sudden action, so he patted his heart and comforted him: "Hey, comrade policemen, don't get excited. Those students were finally punished to write a self-criticism."

"Review is useless! It's no different from writing an essay! I don't know how many times I wrote it, but I haven't changed my temper?! Do they know how many people were killed when they wanted to live?! They took Human life is a joke, the book has been read into the dog's belly, right?!" Wang Hong refused to let go, banging on the table, his bushy eyebrows almost twisted into a dead button.

"This..." Teacher Li looked awkwardly at the other teachers, and then at the angry policeman, but his words were not harsh, so he could only smile bitterly in embarrassment.

Fortunately, Wang Hong gradually came to his senses amidst whispers, and forcibly hypnotized himself: "I'm not angry, I'm not angry, I'm a people's policeman, I can't get angry at the masses, the case is important, yes, the case is important. "

I saw Wang Hong closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths back and forth, and suddenly he slapped himself loudly without hesitation. The real voice made Mr. Li couldn't help but "Ouch", and felt that his teeth were sore and his face ached. .

"I'm sorry, I lost my composure. You continue." Wang Hong bowed to the head teacher with a straight face, with a red palm print on his face, and made a gesture of please.

The corners of Teacher Li's eyes twitched, and he was about to speak with a wry smile when a student shouted "report" at the door.