I deduce that the heroine likes me [Transmigration Book]

With Song Muxue's statement, the police have a more macroscopic understanding of the whole case.

They realized that this incident was inseparable from the orphanage four or fifty years ago, so they tried to contact the parties involved.

But it is a pity that, except for Tang Tianwen, all the directly related people are no longer alive.

According to the household registration information held by the Ministry of Public Security, the dean and his wife both passed away more than 20 years ago.

What's even more bizarre is that in the records of the household registration department, the couple's only son, Lang Anbang, was also "dead".

The medical technology at that time still could not overcome the heart disease brought out by the mother's womb. Lang Anbang passed away at the age of 14, and the household registration information was canceled by the couple themselves.

But how is it possible?That person is now being locked up in the detention room.

In order to find out the truth, the police organized an interrogation.But the screenwriter didn't cooperate at all, threatening that "unless I see Zheng Fenglin, he won't say a word".

He has a heart condition, and he doesn't care about his personal safety.The police had no choice but to arrange for Zheng Fenglin, who had just returned to his post, to interrogate him personally.

Zheng Fenglin frowned and asked him, "Name."

"Lang Anbang."

"The household registration department shows that you are dead, can you explain it?" Zheng Fenglin looked up at him.

The police have already mastered such things as names.Now he just needs his own confirmation and an explanation of the current situation.

Lang Anbang smiled indifferently, and said, "Because I am indeed dead."

"Be serious," Zheng Fenglin knocked on the table and said, "Be serious, I'm taking notes now."

The mocking smile on Lang Anbang's face was wider. He said, "Before I was 14, I was Lang Anbang. But after I was 14, I was just a screenwriter."

"I have so many lives on my shoulders. Lang Anbang shouldn't have lived in this world long ago. It's okay to pay them back. It's just that they need a screenwriter, so I have to go. Who told me to pay back my life?" They have been 14 years, and they are still unclear."

Zheng Fenglin frowned and said, "You mean, this is a deal between your parents and Yuxiu Group? They sold you to Yuxiu Group, and what did they get?"

"It's not with the Yuxiu Group, it's with Zhu Weiqiang himself." Lang Anbang shook his head and said, "What else can I buy, buy a peace of mind. They gave me life and the burden of 26 lives. Although I can't You can choose, but you can only memorize it.”

"What about 26 lives?" Zheng Fenglin asked after being silent for a while.

"I have been sick since I was born. They betrayed some people in order to save me. Those people died later, so the blame is on me." Lang Anbang said: "As for what happened, we can only wait for me. After you die, go to hell and ask them."

Lang Anbang lowered his head wearily and rubbed his temples.Two seconds later, he coughed violently again and covered his mouth.

Seeing Lang Anbang in pain, Zheng Fenglin felt a little complicated.

Although he is still not sure why those 26 people died, he can be sure that it has nothing to do with Lang Anbang.

Even if Lang Anbang's parents set fire to the orphanage, that would be someone else's fault.Why should Lang Anbang, who was still a baby, be responsible?

However, Lang Anbang seems to think that Shengen is ultimately heaven and earth.He shouldered what his parents were unwilling to bear, and trapped himself in the castle ever since, creating a garden cage for Zhu Weiqiang that he wanted.

Lang Anbang was conflicted and in pain.Zheng Fenglin judged.

"It's impossible for you to participate in the tragedy that year. At least this matter has nothing to do with you. You don't need to blame yourself." Zheng Fenglin couldn't help comforting him.

Lang Anbang looked surprised, and said, "It doesn't matter? If someone tells you that you have 26 lives in your body every day, if your parents are unhappy all day long, if the money to save your life is exchanged for other people's lives, you will still feel that you have nothing to do with it." Are you irrelevant?"

"Even if I didn't kill them with my own hands, they did die because of me. There is original sin in this world. I was born with sins, and it takes a lifetime to wash away the sins. This is the same as Juliet's life. Sins are the same, Wu Hongye's, Yi Guang's, other people's... even mine." Lang Anbang stared into Zheng Fenglin's eyes and said, "I maintain the peace and stability of that place, and I maintain Juliet's innocence and purity. It's the process of transferring original sin. I transferred my sin to Juliet, and the only difference between us is that she doesn't know and doesn't feel the pain."

"But it's different now. You let Juliet know the truth, and the sin came back to me, and it became even more serious." Lang Anbang said: "Even Juliet's pain became my sin."

It turns out that Lang Anbang's heart is so painful, is he so eager for redemption?

Zheng Fenglin was a little surprised, and couldn't help saying: "Juliet's pain has nothing to do with you, and you are not sure whether Juliet is willing to continue living in a false fairy tale or in the real world."

Lang Anbang said: "If you have not seen the truth, you will not long for the truth. People's desires are to follow the trend, and happiness is the only thing that knows nothing."

Is happiness in ignorance?

Zheng Fenglin could not agree with this argument, but could only frown.

This is very similar to what Lang Anbang has always said. Perhaps this is the worldview he firmly believes in.

Zheng Fenglin was silent, and the colleague at the side took up the conversation and asked many details.

Lang Anbang asked, "What will happen to me?"

The colleague flipped through the records in his hand and said, "The law will sentence you."

Zheng Fenglin said: "You have many crimes, but they don't include those 26 lives—that's what happened to the murderer; they don't include hurting Juliet—the law doesn't punish deceit and lies."

Lang Anbang smiled wryly.

Zheng Fenglin asked: "Who is the deacon? What is his name and what did he do before, do you know?"

"I don't know his name, I only know that he can do everything, almost omnipotent. He has been with Zhu Weiqiang for many years and is Zhu Weiqiang's right-hand man. He will occasionally leave the castle to handle other things for Zhu Weiqiang, but more often, As Zhu Weiqiang's spokesperson, he is in charge of all affairs in the castle."

"In the beginning, Zhu Weiqiang was very concerned about this place, and he would communicate with me about which direction he wanted to guide Juliet. But in recent years, he has become less and less concerned about this place, and rarely appears. Later, how to treat Juliet It’s all my decision.”

Lang Anbang smiled and said, "How is it? Is she a perfect work, pure and innocent, innocent and romantic? Giving her to you as a wife is really cheap for you."

Lang Anbang laughed, as if he was very satisfied with his arrangement.

Colleagues were very curious about the word "wife", but they just glanced at Zheng Fenglin and didn't say anything.

Zheng Fenglin knocked on the table again, and said sharply: "Emotions cannot be designed, nor can they be defined! Juliet is an individual, what she wants, and what feelings she has for any person or object, is her own idea. It wasn't you who led it."

"It's not in the castle anymore, let go of your deformed desire to control." Zheng Fenglin said: "Even if she knows this, she is still innocent. She has the right to know everything."

Zheng Fenglin spoke too seriously, and even spit on the table.Zheng Fenglin was taken aback for a moment, a little embarrassed, and was speechless.

Lang Anbang was also taken aback for a moment, then smiled after two seconds, and said, "So excited...then let me tell you one more thing. Someone sneaked in suddenly five or six years ago and shot and wounded Zhu Weiqiang. He bled a lot and was brought out for treatment. Since then, he hasn't been seen again."

"No one has found that place for so many years. Don't you think it's strange that someone sneaked in and assassinated him five or six years ago?"