monologue

Wen Ti finally returned to the studio. Jennifer has been waiting for Wen Ti to go back in the studio with professionalism. In the next few days, the studio will not have classes, so Wen Ti has the final say.

Jennifer was leaning against the easel, drawing around in the air with a brush. When she got closer, she realized that she was talking to someone on the phone.

Wen Ti stood on the bookshelf at the door looking for books, and heard Jennifer say: "Is he good-looking... well, I admit he is very handsome."

"Three years younger than me, you must call me sister."

"Do you think there is such a perfect person? Good-tempered, good-natured, amazingly elegant manners, polite and gentleman, good clothes, handsome, rich, gentle, patient, I like children, but I still don't believe when others tell me. When I saw him arranging work with ease today, I couldn't help but suspect that he is an elderly uncle. How can there be such a mature 20-year-old? "

"But I always feel that he is a little strange, and I can't tell."

Jennifer called for 15 minutes. Wen Ti sat on the sofa and watched "The Little Prince" for 15 minutes. Jennifer hung up the phone, turned around and saw Wen Ti, and was stunned.

"Boss, when did you come back?" Jennifer asked with a guilty conscience.

She called a friend just now, and they were talking about Wen Ti.

Wen Ti smiled and said, "I heard what you said 15 minutes ago, thank you for the compliment."

Jennifer thinks she's about to be fired: "Do I go back and wait for my dismissal notice...or do I go home from get off work?"

"Whatever, the studio will not have classes for a few days, oh yes, Mr. Qi may not have told you that I am a dangerous person—" Wen Ti closed the full English version of "The Little Prince".

"I have a mental illness, think carefully about whether to work for a mental illness, Mr. Qi didn't tell you because of his personal considerations, but I think we should be honest, you have the right to know about this matter, if you don't want to I work here, and I can re-introduce you to another job." Wen Ti put the book back on the shelf.

Jennifer frowned and looked at Wen Ti puzzled: "It's true that Mr. Qi didn't say these things when he interviewed me, but... you don't look like it anyway?"

Wen Ti smiled and said, "Everyone thinks I don't look like me. It doesn't mean they think I'm not sick. If something happens to you one day, I will be the first to be suspected."

Jennifer looked at Wen Ti in disbelief, "That's why you haven't found an assistant? Are you afraid that one day you'll get sick and hurt them?"

"That's right, a person won't have any worries."

Wen Ti currently has an assistant and a secretary, which are standard for his temporary general manager position. Except for work, Wen Ti has never asked them to do anything else. Wen Ti rarely trusts others. One of the two is Wen Xiang Qin's, one is Wen Yihe's, Wen Ti's every move is reported by someone, he is dispensable as the general manager, Wen Xiangqin is controlled by the group, Wen Ti is controlled by Wen Xiangqin, but Wen Ti I don't care about these.

Jennifer didn't quite understand Wen Ti's thoughts, but she was still very moved by Wen Ti's sincerity. Wen Ti just told her the fact that she was mentally ill and let her make her own choice.

Jennifer has seen mental patients before, and her friend is a nurse in a mental hospital. She saw a sick patient insert a pen into the doctor's arm, and called the doctors monsters. The doctor's arm was bloody and horrible. The patient was isolated.

The thick iron gate divides the mental hospital into two worlds, one world and the other hell.

Jennifer thought for a long time, and said with her chin resting, "Boss, when will you get sick next time? I'll run as soon as I can, and try not to cause you any trouble."

Wen Ti couldn't help laughing: "I haven't had a recurrence in nine years since I was discharged from the hospital."

Jennifer calculated Wen Ti's age, and asked in surprise, "You were in a mental hospital when you were 11?"

"Discharged at the age of 11."

"Then how old were you when you were hospitalized?"

"Four years old." Wen Ti's tone was very flat. After he sorted out the books on the bookshelf, he asked Jennifer, "I'm at the company from Monday to Friday, and come to the studio on weekends. I will come if I have nothing to do. You have enough time to find another part-time job.”

Jennifer nodded blankly. She hadn't recovered from the shock of being sent to a mental hospital when Wen Ti was four years old, so she got mentally ill at such a young age?

"There are so many weird things in this world. It's nothing to be mentally ill at the age of four. It's much more serious than this in a lifetime. If you see something wrong with me one day, there is an escape route over there." Wen Ti jokingly pointed A long line outside the lounge, "There is a door over there, leading to the underground parking lot, just run."

Jennifer didn't want to laugh at all, this joke was not funny at all, suddenly she felt more sympathy for Wen Ti.

Wen Ti observed her subtle expression and thought, no matter who it is, after learning of his illness, one would flee, and the other would be sympathy. Everyone is like this. They never doubt whether he is really ill.

Stay away from him, he was a madman before.

This is the normal human reaction.

In the Office of the Director of the Public Security Bureau, Chu Xingmu didn't dare to refute Li Yaomin's unkind face.

"Has the identity of the deceased been confirmed? Can the scope of the search be narrowed besides expanding? You haven't reported to me the eight places where the corpses were dumped, and the progress of the case has been zero. The co-author of the Public Security Bureau raised a group of idlers for you to chat with? "

"They've been doing their best to investigate."

"I don't care what method you use! I want to see the results before I get off work today. Chu Xingmu, you issued a city-wide notice without even saying a word. Do you know how serious the consequences of the panic in the city are? Who gave you such a big deal?" that power?"

"But this is the fastest way to find the remaining body parts."

"Now reporters are blocking the entrance of the Public Security Bureau, and the hotline calls forty to fifty times an hour. The news media are waiting to see when the Public Security Bureau can catch the murderer. The public has given you three days, so I will give you three days. If you can't catch the murderer within the time limit, don't do it, captain!"

Chu Xingmu came out of the director's office with a cold face, heard the chattering voice in the office hall, and shouted sharply: "Has the identity of the deceased been found out! I have time to chat but no time to ask for clues? I want to see the results before dinner today!"

Lang Lang and the others immediately fell silent, Xia Ci said out loud, "Don't be so angry in summer."

Chu Xingmu glared at Xia Ci, picked up the car keys and stormed out.

Bai Yao asked in a low voice: "The captain sent the message, right?"

"Have you been approved by the director again?"

Chu Xingmu and Xia Ci drove to the eight corpse dumping places. Lang Lang and others were responsible for investigating the number of missing persons in Qingshi. The deceased died for more than four days. A large living person disappeared for five days and no one called the police, or he was not People from this city, or he has no relatives and friends.

"Jingyi Road is one of the main roads in Qingshi. It rained all night, do you think he will throw his body along the road?" Xia Ci turned to ask Chu Xingmu who was lying on the passenger seat.

Chu Xingmu closed his eyes and replied: "Throwing the corpse along the road should be from Jingyi Road to Weier Road, but the murderer returned to Jingyi Road and found a place to throw the body from Weiyi Road, which is the farthest from the fourth corpse dumping place."

"Zhongyan Natural Park, Xiayan Zoo, the intersection of Pipa Road, and the garbage dump in the eastern section of Beixing Road are all located on Weiyi Road. There are four roads back to the city. The murderer is familiar with the traffic routes in Qingshi."

"People from this city." Xia Ci said.

"How long is it?" Chu Xingmu asked with his eyes closed.

"2 minutes." Xia Ci glanced at the road map.

Chu Xingmu connected the directions and routes of the eight corpse dumps in his mind, and suddenly he felt a pair of eyes watching him, no matter which direction he turned, those eyes were always chasing after him, Creepy.

"Gou Xia, I'm afraid we have to find someone to help with this case." Chu Xingmu opened his eyes and said.

Xia Ci nodded, "It's been a day, no progress, no clues have been found, even the identity of the deceased has not been confirmed, let alone whether there will be another victim."

"Director Li asked to solve the case within three days. How can it be so simple? You know I hate this kind of case the most. Peering into the criminal's heart is like smelling the old lady's foot wrap. It smells long and disgusting." Xia Ci stopped the car, Chu Xingmu immediately opened the door and got off the car.

"How come you even learned Han Yang's unconventional metaphors." Xia Ci followed behind.

"Han Yang's metaphor is quite right sometimes."

The two first came to the first place where the corpses were dumped. They passed by a department store along the way. When the sanitation workers were cleaning up the trash cans on the street, they found a black garbage bag. Out of curiosity, the sanitation workers pulled out the garbage bag and checked it accidentally. The garbage bag was scratched, and the human feet in the bag fell out. The sanitation worker then called the police.

"This is a blind spot for monitoring. The department store's monitoring can't capture it. It rained heavily last night. There are so many people coming and going, and so many people throwing rubbish. No one pays attention to what others throw away. They all think about how to get back. Home."

Chu Xingmu stood next to the trash can and looked around. All the way through was the main road. After throwing the body on the main road, he continued to the next place where the body was thrown. The murderer should have driven here.

In this area, besides the department store, there is also a private hospital, which is just across the road and directly opposite the department store. These two places have the most traffic, and there are some clothing stores and restaurants nearby.

"On a rainy night, the place with the most traffic, follow the meridian all the way to the west, go to the next place." Chu Xingmu returned to the car and opened the door and said.

"Aren't you going to look around?" Xia Ci asked.

"Seek common ground while reserving differences, hasn't the teacher taught you?"

Xia Ci glared at Chu Xingmu, "Fuck you."

The second dumping place is on Guxiang Street, which goes west all the way, in front of a raw butcher shop in the street. After the butcher shop owner opened the door in the morning, his own dog took back half a person's arm from the garbage dump in front of the butcher shop. The owner of the butcher shop quickly called the police, and the police found the other two arms in the garbage dump in front of the butcher shop.

Xia Ci parked the car at the entrance of the street, and walked into the old street with Chu Xingmu. Guxiang Street was an old street in the past. The street is famous for its ancient alley snacks, and later gradually developed into an ancient alley snack street. The catering industry in the snack street is booming. The distance from the end of the street is about 1000 meters, and there are large garbage every 100 meters in the snack street. The body parts were found next to the third trash bin at the east end. At that time, the sanitation workers had not had time to clean up the trash, and the dog dug out the broken body from the trash dump.

Chu Xingmu and Xia Ci stood beside the third trash can. There were only a few people in the snack street that should have been overcrowded, probably because of a murder case in the snack street.

The original pile of garbage has also been reduced a lot. Chu Xingmu asked Xia Ci: "I can understand throwing corpses at the entrance of the department store, but how did the murderer do it in this place?"

"At night and in rainy days, he went to four places in total last night. The Weiyi Road is far away. He divided the body into two equal parts. One was thrown away on Weiyi Road three days ago, and the other was thrown on Jingyi Road last night."

"Our previous inference order was wrong. The correct order of dumping the corpses should be at Weiyi Road three days ago and at Jingyi Road three days later, which means that the deceased has been missing for at least five days."

After Chu Xingmu took his last puff of cigarette, he threw the cigarette butt into the trash can. Xia Ci stood beside him and observed the entrance and exit routes around him.

"Which is the butcher shop?" Chu Xingmu asked after looking around.

Xia Ci pointed to a raw butcher shop 50 meters away from them, "There."

Chu Xingmu put his hands in his pockets and turned around towards the raw butcher's shop. Xia Ci followed. The two of them walked to the door of the raw butcher's shop. Only one door of the butcher's shop was opened, and a strong smell of blood penetrated their nostrils. Chu Xingmu saw blood dripping from the big chopping board at the entrance of the store, and the ground was a mess, with a lot of animal hair and blood scattered.

"Why don't they just hand it over to the slaughterhouse? Why did they just kill it in the snack street?" Xia Ci asked looking at the scene in front of him.

"Kill a chicken and go to the slaughterhouse?" Chu Xingmu looked at the chicken feathers in the corner and said, "Where's the dog?"

"You want to interrogate the dog?" Xia Ci asked.

"Do you speak dog language?" Chu Xingmu asked.

Xia Ci understood that this kind of non-nutritious conversation between the two of them would definitely develop into a verbal fight between the two of them in the end, so he didn't continue to fight with Chu Xingmu.

While the two were talking, another door of the butcher shop opened with a squeak, and a middle-aged man in his 30s came out of the shop. He was slightly fat, wearing dark blue overalls and a pair of black rain boots. , He was still wearing a bloody apron. Seeing two people whispering at the door, the middle-aged man thought they were customers who came to buy meat, so he asked enthusiastically: "What do you two want? Pork ribs, elbows, pork belly, deboned and sliced Chopped scorpion seeds, everything is available, want some?"

Chu Xingmu said with a smile: "Your rhetoric is pretty good."

Xia Ci took out his police officer ID from his pocket and said, "From the criminal investigation team, you are Yang Dafu? The one who found the dismembered body."

Yang Dafu was stunned for a moment, then quickly nodded and said, "Yes, it was me. My dog ​​found the dead body. I called the police."

"It's not that big of a difference. I have a few questions I want to ask you, won't it delay your business?" Chu Xingmu asked standing under the steps.

Yang Dafu quickly said: "Don't delay, don't delay, this man didn't even come here today when he heard that a broken body was found in the garbage dump. What's wrong with taking someone's arm back."

Chu Xingmu and Xia Ci watched Yang Dafu complaining quietly. After Yang Dafu finished speaking, he saw the expressions of the two, and realized that he had said something wrong, and explained: "The whole family depends on this shop for their livelihood. If the customers don’t come, won’t my shop be abandoned?”

"Why don't you two sit together for a while? Stand at the door to talk and let the neighbors see. I suspect that I killed the person." Yang Dafu stepped aside to open the door, "Although I am a butcher, I have never done anything harmful What happened, police comrades, you can learn from it.”

Chu Xingmu walked into the store and said: "This is what I said, the necessary process of investigation is like this, you don't need to be afraid of us if you don't do anything wrong, the police don't care about whether the pork is injected or not, if you really do it What, the person looking for you is a comrade from the Food Bureau."

Xia Ci turned his head and glanced at the half fan of pork hanging on the eaves of the door, no wonder he thought the meat looked a bit strange, Chu Xingmu's eyes were really poisonous.

The two followed Yang Dafu into the butcher shop. Chu Xingmu looked around. There was nothing special about the butcher shop. There was a meat cutting machine in the middle of the room, with raw meat hanging on hooks on both sides. Besides the smell of blood, there was still meat. Smell.

After passing through the butcher's shop, Yang Dafu opened a door. The backyard of the butcher's shop is where their stock is kept.

"I have been working in the snack street for more than ten years, and this is the first time I have encountered such a thing. I didn't recognize what it was when the dog took its arm back." Yang Dafu opened the door and walked into the backyard. Xing Mu and Xia Ci followed closely behind.

"Where's the dog?" Chu Xingmu asked, Xia Ci looked at Chu Xingmu unexpectedly, could it be that he really wanted to interrogate the dog?

Yang Dafu waved his hand, "Kill it, it scares the child like that, and if you don't deal with it, you might get something back."

"Just flayed," he said, pointing to the black fur hanging from a stake in the backyard.

Chu Xingmu and Xia Ci looked at each other, it turned out that what he killed outside was not the chicken, but the dog that brought back the body.