Conformity

At 3 o'clock in the morning, Lao Cao was awakened by a persistent vibration of his mobile phone. It was a strange call with the suffix number 0181. However, after connecting, he was shocked to find that the caller was no stranger.

"Old Cao, it's me," the voice was so hoarse that Lao Cao couldn't tell who it was. Fortunately, the other party quickly reported himself, "Lin Fan."

Lao Cao's drowsiness was startled away for seven and a half minutes. Under the dark clouds, this is exciting news. He bounced up and said happily: "You're awake, damn it! That's great, what do you think now? Is that little idiot Xie Cheng so happy that he couldn't find Bei and rushed to the opposite side of the hospital?"

There was a short silence on the other side, and Lao Cao urged him with "Hello" in confusion, before Lin Fan said weakly: "I haven't told him yet, let's not talk about this, Lao Cao, I beg you for one thing, Regarding Mr. Shao's innocence, you promise me that you will not tell anyone about my waking up until the results come out."

Lao Cao was happy for only three seconds, and was immediately withdrawn from the cold reality. He found it very strange that Lin Fan, who had been in a coma for a year, could know the secret about Shao Bowen's innocence?But now they have to seize any hope, Lao Cao said solemnly: "Okay, you say."

Lin Fan's breath was unsteady, and it was a little difficult to speak: "I want to know the current situation of Mr. Shao. I want to know as much as you know."

Lin Fan is not a family member, so Lao Cao shouldn't have given him the materials, but now they are hitting the wall, hoping for the best and waiting for the worst, so it doesn't matter.Lao Cao put on his slippers and went to the kitchen. He was a bit paranoid about being persecuted. The briefcase was placed in the cupboard, which contained all the information he had so far.

Lin Fan answered "Excuse me", and then hung up the phone.

And Lao Cao, who was hung up here, wondered while taking pictures, what kind of Sherlock Holmes' skills could Lin Fan have with his poor skills, but who cares, let's talk about it first.

Putting aside the halo of the professor, Jiang Wei is just an ordinary old man. He gets up at 6 o'clock to go to the park to play Tai Chi, and returns from a stroll after breakfast at 7:8 o'clock to start busy.He has been retired for many years, but he has always maintained an [-]-hour working habit, answering questions for the children in the student group, drawing fine brushwork, and reading some jerky ancient rare books, and he refuses to let himself be idle.

When Xiang Yang and Lu Wenjie were summoned as drivers to pick him up, the old man had already finished his work and was rocking a recliner in the small garden he vacated.

Xiang Yang suddenly felt that only this kind of person who is indifferent to the world and understands profound things in simple terms can be called a scholar, and those guys who dance around the world and talk high-spirited, do they really have time to devote themselves to research?

The two respectfully took the old man to the office where He Yicheng fell and died. The cordon was still there, because the higher authorities attached great importance to it, and the scene was well protected, and there were already people waiting inside.

Jiang Wei walked in slowly with a cane. He is an academic. This is not the place he should come to, but human life is at stake. If there is something he can help, he has no reason to shirk.

In order to prevent the intrusion of wind and rain, the glass hole was temporarily blocked by gypsum board in a loose contact manner. At this moment, Jiang Wei came, and the criminal police quickly moved it away together. A gust of air swept in, and the sunshade beside it began to fly. Making a "squeaky" sound, Jiang Wei couldn't help but sighed as he looked at the high-altitude wound that could fit 4 or 5 people in at once.

If the equipment above the second floor is insufficient, railings must be added. This is something he always talks about wherever he goes, but some people just don’t listen, and insist on waiting for someone to die. won't do it again.

"Professor, this is the double-glazed glass that exploded when the crime happened. Take a look."

Jiang Wei has watched the video in advance. Whether the butterfly spots self-explode or he proposed it. This kind of exploding is uncontrollable and belongs to the random discrete situation. We can only deduce a more general rule based on the statistics of self-explosion, that is, summer with high temperature In this season, the probability of glass explosion is higher than that of the other three seasons.

Perhaps this piece of glass was heated more, but specifically why, Jiang Wei went to the entrance of the hole and squatted down, and saw nothing except some fingernail-sized shiny glass shards and heat insulation strips still embedded in the frame.

This is also the expected result. Today, with the police's powerful criminal investigation methods, they can't find anything unusual. Jiang Wei has presbyopia, so naturally he doesn't have the sharp eyes.

The deputy branch was very disappointed, he sighed, and said a few bloody words to let everyone not be discouraged, but Jiang Wei at the entrance of the cave was angrily acting as an afterthought. That eye-catching railing was made of laminated glass back then, so there wouldn’t be such a thing.”

Xiangyang offered a house desperately, because he didn't have time to decorate it, and what he bought was hardcover. Who knew it was a sinkhole, so he understood that the building was built for other people's use, so the developers searched and searched. , he was short of money at any time, he squatted beside him studiously and smiled, "Old man, how do you know that others are not short of money?"

Jiang Wei tapped the middle of the frame with his fingers, then tapped on the frame, and said: "The precision and workmanship of the heat insulation strip and vertical frame can be seen at a glance as imported, because the two domestic materials are similar Compare……"

Jiang Wei paused for a moment, and then continued: "It's more economical, and it can't withstand the impact. If such a large piece of glass explodes, the frame will be broken and scratches, and this heat insulation strip will also be damaged. It becomes crooked and uneven. You see, this one is not, of course, these are piled up with money."

Xiang Yang asked with the purpose of raising his posture: "How much money do you need to pile it up?"

Jiang Wei also said puzzledly: "It's 10 times the domestic price, almost no owners would do that."

Xiang Yang suddenly caught an indescribable light, he thought that the owner would not do this, so would the murderer?

He has always been the kind of person who handles cases by intuition, half reliable and half unreliable, so he is not particularly popular with the leaders, but this is Xiang Yang's strength, his thinking is more jumpy, Xiang Yang thought: Suppose this is murder, The reason why they couldn't find any suspicious items, is it possible that the tools or methods were hidden in these hollow metal boxes?

He bit ears with Lu Wenjie for a while, the steady partner was silent for a while, and finally said with serious eyes: "It's possible."

Soon they submitted an application to their superiors. Since there was no other direction to dig, in order to solve the case as soon as possible, the leaders had to agree to their rubbish proposal and huge project that was equivalent to tearing down the outer wall of someone else's room.

They didn't know at the time that after the decision was issued, the police were a big step closer to the truth.

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At around 10:0181 in the morning, Rong Xin was resting with his eyes closed on the sofa at home when his cell phone rang suddenly, and the caller was an unfamiliar number with the suffix number [-].After she connected, she heard a strange male voice calling her "Ms. Rong Xin". Rong Xin frowned and asked, "Hello, who are you?"

The other party said straight to the point: "I am a technician from Lingyun Shao Bo Wen Shao head office, and my name is Lin Fan."

Rong Xin didn't hang up the phone immediately because of the people and affairs related to Shao Bowen, she asked displeasedly: "What do you want from me?"

Rong Xin didn't know Lin Fan, so she didn't hear that his tone was colder than before. She heard Lin Fan say: "Your husband died of homicide, it was not an accident. I'm on your side on this point, because I know How did He always die..."

Rong Xin took a tight breath and couldn't help interrupting: "You know? What do you know? You tell me, and I will reward you well!"

Lin Fan acted very flatly: "There is no need for rewards, this is what a person in the know should do, but before I tell you, I hope you can answer me a few questions."

The results given by the police made people feel that she was making trouble out of no reason, but Rong Xin still insisted that she was right. Now that hope appeared, she said with tears in her eyes: "Of course, no problem, you can ask."

Lin Fan laughed: "Why do you think Shao Bowen is the murderer?"

Rong Xin said angrily: "Because he is! He has a bad relationship with my husband. He was the only one who appeared at the time of the crime. He is the son of some secretary. He came to seek revenge from my husband."

Lin Fan: "What about the evidence of his planning and murder?"

Rong Xin paused for a moment, and then said forcefully: "Of course the evidence is in the hands of the police, how could I tell you before the trial."

Lin Fan: "Then goodbye."

Rong Xin rushed to speak and threatened him: "Don't hang up! I recorded it! The telecommunications company also has a record, and the police will find you. If you don't tell me now, when you find out, you will not report to your accomplices."

Lin Fan said with a smile: "Madam, I have already told you that your husband died of homicide. As for who, the evidence is in the hands of the police. I can't tell you before the trial."

Rong Xin was swayed, and said angrily: "You..."

Lin Fan: "Rong Xin, please be honest. I didn't call to play tongue twisters with you. If there is a second time of such insincere and secretive words, you will not be able to get through this number."

Rong Xin took a suffocated breath and insisted on bargaining: "Okay, but there is no proof, how can I believe that you really know?"

Lin Fan: "There are iron filings on your husband's watch, and there are also bait on the belt buckle."

Rong Xin was shocked, and blurted out: "How do you know?"

There are videos of the moment of the fall on the Internet, but the photos of He Yicheng falling on the fourth-floor balcony are very blurry, and it is impossible for others to see such details, let alone the buckle of the belt being pressed on the ground by the body, which is an invisible part. So apart from the autopsy and family members, only the murderer and his accomplices know.

Lin Fan: "Please answer my question first, where is the evidence of Shao Bowen's planning and murder?"

Rong Xin bit her lip and said nothing, not asking her to say anything.

Lin Fan didn't make things difficult for her, and picked it up for her: "There is no real evidence of Shao Bowen's murder, so the case was filed and he was detained criminally, right?"

Rong Xin said stubbornly: "He has the motive and the conditions for the murder! Only he has it!"

"No, he didn't," Lin Fan retorted firmly, "You rich people, I didn't say everything, but some people like He Yicheng and you are always so sloppy and self-righteous. Shao Bowen has no motive or crime conditions, because..."

Lin Fan's sarcasm ended here, his tone suddenly calmed down, and he said, "The real murderer is actually me—"

The moment he finished speaking, he hung up the phone. Rong Xin was stunned by the earth-shattering news, holding up the phone, his mind was full of echoes.

The murderer...it's me...it's me...I...

Like Rong Xin, fans who followed "Tian Xing Dao" were also shocked. Although the phone call between Lin Fan and Rong Xin was cut off, the live broadcast on the Internet continued, and a storm was brewing.

At 10:26 in the morning, the long-disappeared "Tian Xing Dao" suddenly launched a live video on Weibo. The screen was dark and there were no subtitles, showing that the big V's move was completely wild. Soon came a man's voice.

"Hello everyone, I am 'Tian Xing Dao', thank you for your attention and support all the time, the thing I want to expose today is a bit special, that is the 'Help post about Ling Yun Shao Bowen being wronged and murdered' that was overheated two days ago, I I need to make a phone call, so I will use this unfamiliar method, sorry if I disturb you."

After the beep, Rong Xin's voice entered the screen.

Every sentence of their conversation is under the monitoring of countless netizens.

When "Tian Xing Dao" hung up the phone, the video was recorded to the 8th minute. Before the last sentence was spoken, all the netizens watching the live broadcast knew that Shao Bowen was wronged. The comment area scrolled wildly, with all kinds of ids Angrily complained about He Yicheng and his wife's lack of embarrassment, collusion between government and businessmen, and abuse of power.

However, after watching the last few seconds, the comment section seemed to be paused suddenly. No one expected that "Tian Xing Dao", whom they regarded as the spokesperson of justice, would publicly admit that he was a murderer, which left fans stunned.

Although the netizens are fanatical, they will never worship criminals and other fringe people. Most of them only recognize black and white, love and hate are 100%, so after a short period of solidification, there is another frenzy in the comment area, and the wind direction is basically in one direction. The direction is blowing, full of exploding memes and WTF.

Some people began to regret that they fancied the wrong person, they should goug their own eyes, call the former male god as pigs and dogs, and shouted 110 in groups, and Aite acted as a decent public knowledge and big V.Some people take a wait-and-see attitude, while others are sour on the stupidity and fickleness of netizens.

Lin Fan didn't read these things. He didn't have much free time, and every second couldn't be wasted. He rubbed his face to cheer himself up, and for the first time in his life, he began to talk about the great changes and injustices he encountered in his life.

Too much time has passed, Lin Fan has long been numb, he has no urge to cry, but the tears flowed down, it was the pain branded in the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't bear to look back, he didn't dare to look back.

"It was I who killed He Yicheng. I plead guilty. After the live broadcast is over, I will surrender myself to the public security organ and explain everything I have done. But before that, I still have something to say."

Xie Cheng, Chang Yuan and the others only received the news to join the onlookers at about this time. Everyone stared down at their mobile phones, with disbelief, ecstasy and heartache intertwined in their hearts.

Lin Fan told his story.

"My name is Lin Fan, and I used to be named Liu Yuan. I was one of the families with the largest number of deaths in the demolition accident in Xiaoxidi Village in this city 11 years ago, and was on the death list."

Speaking of this, he smiled softly: "Actually, I didn't die. I was buried in a dead corner of the stairs. I was discovered by the people who leveled the field two days later. Hastily announced that I was dead. Some of my family members died without a whole body, and it would not be good if they were exposed too much by the media, so He Yicheng and his team forcibly cremated my sister the next day, and then canceled my account account."

"After I was rescued, I hated these violent demolition hooligans, especially He Yicheng. He is the only person I can't let go in my life, because when they came to demolish the house on the night of the 26th, I was woken up by the barking of dogs. , came out and fed it a dried fish."

"He Yicheng and others were outside the yard at the time, and I heard someone ask him, Boss, there are people in the room, why don't you turn on the phone first, but He Yicheng said, is there someone... I turned on the kitchen light, but he said there is someone? I don't accept what they say, it wasn't an accident at all, no!"

"My road to defending rights has gone through everything you have seen on Weibo, and finally ended in such an extreme way. When I mention this, I don't mean to be miserable, because I'm just stating the facts, and I don't Accept cleansing because I have blood on my body. I am not innocent, I accept trial, but I do not regret it either."

"In the face of powerful forces, we often have no choice but to obey, but I don't want to. I want to drag those people to the battlefield. I may not win, but I will make them feel pain and let them know that there are ten people in the world. A few or twenty outlaws like me make them feel scared and dare not act so recklessly."

"There is a saying that justice may be late, but it will never be absent. I don't believe this sentence anymore, but I hope Shao Bowen can still believe it. Those who have the same experience as me are willing to believe it."

"I know how hard it is to swallow injustice and grievances, so I can't bear Shao Bowen becoming a second me. He is a very good person, so good that I felt that I could let go of the past and start living again."

"But I don't have this opportunity anymore. I beg everyone to pay attention to his case until the law returns him justice. Finally, I would like to say to those who use laws and regulations to restrain others, but never come to abide by them..."

"This world is yours, but this time I won."

"It will be indefinite later."

The author has something to say:

In the face of powerful forces... to act recklessly. ——Adapted from a sentence by lawyer Hao Jinsong

Original sentence: In the face of a powerful force, people often have no choice but to obey, but I don’t want to, I want to drag them into the battlefield, I may not win, but I will make them feel pain, make them afraid that there will be more than ten or two A dozen people like me came forward and made a quick change out of their fear.