There is always a cheater behind every detective

"I'm telling the truth."

Bai Yan's tone was so calm that Zhao Zhuojie, who was in a state of confusion at the moment, never noticed anything strange about him.

Zhao Zhuojie also understood that Bai Yan would not joke casually, he just found it hard to believe, hard to accept, and even more hard to imagine.

The reason why the parents were killed turned out to be the younger brother... Zhuo Si?

What kind of child is Zhao Zhuosi?As for this younger brother, Zhao Zhuojie recalled that he realized that his impression of this younger brother whom he had only known for five years was very vague. He was more recalling his parents, and the image of his younger brother was always fixed on the impression of the whole family.I vaguely remember that Zhao Zhuosi has never been fat since he was a baby, he was always thin and small, he likes to run after his own butt, and he is loved by his parents, which is a bit annoying.

At that time, Zhao Zhuojie was only in his teens, it was a period of contradictions and middle school, he was jealous of his younger brother and couldn't bear to hurt him because of the ties of blood, not to mention the age gap, the two couldn't play together at all, he always tried to ignore Zhao Zhuosi, and Zhao Zhuosi Never been able to catch up in his footsteps.

Before the tragedy happened, his parents were unhappy because of Zhuo Si's problems, which affected his mood and made him a boy who refused to go home.Zhao Zhuojie clearly remembered that he was staying at the house of Lu Ying and Lu Xiong at that time. That day when he came home from school to get a change of clothes, his parents were still so sad that they didn't notice him, and his younger brother sat timidly on the stairs and looked at him expectantly.And he, angry because of his parents' neglect, directly ignored his younger brother's prayers, and immediately slammed the door and left, and then came back from a night tour to see the home destroyed by flames.

What Annoys Parents?If Bai Xiangyun took Zhao Zhuosi away and killed his parents to silence him, what about Zhuo Si?Where are you now?Where did the charred corpses of children found at the scene come from?

Some details buried in the depths of memory revealed their clues because of persistent excavation. Zhao Zhuojie vaguely remembered that the thing that bothered his parents at that time was because some problems happened to Zhuo Si. What is the problem?Seems like schizophrenia.At a young age, Zhuo Si had hallucinations and always did some incredible things.

But, what is it?

The child in Zhao Zhuojie's memory was not as neurotic as the average schizophrenic patient. He felt normal and cute, but he was a little too timid. He even came to him with a pillow because he didn't dare to sleep. Of course, he drove him away mercilessly. Yes... He really didn't like to see that troublesome brother at that time.

Thinking about it now, Zhao Zhuojie can't wait to beat up that naughty brat back then. If he cared more about his younger brother, shared some troubles for his parents, and didn't refuse to go home to increase the family's burden, wouldn't the result be the same?

Zhao Zhuosi is just a child, and he always looks at his elder brother with adoring eyes. He is not as arrogant and domineering as a child who is favored by his parents. On the contrary, he is very quiet and well-behaved. He often hides in the corner and paints and draws, noticing your gaze In the future, I will smile shyly and hide the painting.

painting!

Zhao Zhuojie only felt his heart thumping against his chest, like a sudden rainstorm, unable to stop the madness, he suddenly turned to look at Bai Yan, and finally saw the deep mourning hidden under the elegant appearance, as if he could see through him This face instantly became pale, and the lips were pursed into a straight line, fragile but pretending to be strong.There was a buzzing in Zhao Zhuojie's ears, and his brain hurt suddenly. He clenched his teeth, feeling the back of his teeth were sore, but he couldn't relax, the only way to keep his teeth from rattling in extreme panic was in this way.He turned his face back, stepped on the accelerator all at once, and the dilapidated car was like an arrow off the string, shooting towards the red heart quickly and accurately.

Along the way, neither of them made a sound, and Bai Yan's face was even more blank, as if Zhao Zhuojie would not have the slightest opinion even if he drove the car into a ravine or hit a mountain wall. Perhaps as for him, both results were very good.However, the car continuously violated the traffic rules with a crazy attitude, but arrived safely at the destination - Zhao's house.

The haunted house standing in the night is gloomy and gloomy, just as terrifying as destroying a happy family 15 years ago. It seems that there is no hope here, and there is only deep despair.

Zhao Zhuojie didn't greet Bai Yan, just jumped out of the car and rushed into the house, rummaging frantically for the sundries piled in the house.

Bai Yan then got out of the car and stood in the yard looking up at the house. Some memory fragments flashed in her mind, but those impressions were completely different from what she saw before her. It used to be warm and lovely here, what ruined it?It's him.He strolled into the house, glanced at Zhao Zhuojie who was rummaging frantically, and turned his face away to the source of the misfortune—the kitchen where Zhao's parents were killed.

The door was pushed open under his well-maintained hands, and there was a creaking scream, and Bai Yan suddenly couldn't breathe.Ever since she was shocked by Li Lingfang, suffocated to the point of suffocation, and received defibrillation, the memory seal set by the electric shock treatment seems to have become fragile, and a small stimulation can induce many memories, just like now, the memory seems to be lacking The river spewed out, and he turned back into the little boy 15 years ago, with his mouth and nose covered by the murderer and seeing his parents lying in a pool of blood, he was terrified and at a loss.

He didn't even understand the meaning of death. He only knew that his parents, like many people in the dream, were hurt and in pain.

Staggering back a few steps, Bai Yan raised her head and took a deep breath, and then walked back along the original road. Zhao Zhuojie was still rummaging frantically. Obscured due to dust.Bai Yan didn't even stop to take a look, and walked out of Zhao's residence in embarrassment. His slender figure was immersed in the night and was quickly annihilated.

Zhao Zhuojie searched for a long time, and finally, he found a small picture book among a pile of old newspapers.Because it was bought for children to scribble, the paper quality is not very good, it has turned yellow after these years, and there are traces of premature moth everywhere, but Zhao Zhuojie holds it like holding a fragile object, maybe it should be said What he held in his hand was like the legendary book of life and death in the Palace of the King of Hades, the content inside determined the outcome of certain things.

When he was about to open the drawing book, Zhao Zhuojie found that his hands were already stained with a lot of blood, but he couldn't help shaking at this moment. It was just such a simple action of turning over, but it took a long time. Finally, he When I opened it, I saw a bunch of fuzzy colors, and those childish brush bundles can still be seen roughly, and the content is shocking.

His memory is like an opened time capsule. Some details, which had been forgotten before, escaped from the torrent of time and appeared before his eyes because of the touch of the painting book.He remembers being in this room, just after playing, he was sweaty and threw himself onto the sofa with a bottle of Coke. The child bounced up, and the picture book fell to the ground. The child hurried to pick it up, without even giving him a look of reproach, let alone complaining.He glanced at it at the time, but he didn't understand that painting, so he asked casually, "I've been painting all day, what is this painting?"

The child was overwhelmed, and approached cautiously holding the painting book, then pointed to the painting and began to say: "This sister, her head was chopped off."

The young man wrinkled his nose, thinking that this younger brother was really weird: "You are so perverted, you draw such crazy pictures!"

The child's face was hurt. Although he didn't know much about abnormality and neurosis, he still understood the tone of reproach and disgust, and tried to defend himself: "I...not me, this is my dream."

"What's the difference?"

After saying this, he left the child and left, leaving the matter behind.

Dream……

Zhao Zhuojie held his head and roared like a wounded beast, smashing anything within his reach with his arms and legs to vent his anger.

He understood that Zhao Zhuosi was favored by Bai Xiangyun. Bai Xiangyun killed his parents and created a false image of disability, then abducted Zhao Zhuosi back to raise him, and gave him a new name, Bai Yan.

Crazy smashing broke the only light bulb, the light went out suddenly, and the room was dark, Zhao Zhuojie finally stopped, only the sound of his heavy breathing remained in the whole space.He stumbled out of the house with red eyes, opened the car door and saw that the car was empty, he slammed the window hard, and the glass cracked with spider webs.

The next moment, he jumped into the car, thinking that he must find Bai Yan as soon as possible to find out about this matter, he must.

After Bai Yan left Zhao's residence, she walked out of the residential area, hailed a taxi, and announced the name of the cemetery.Although in the middle of the night, many people are reluctant to go to that desolate area, let alone the evil cemetery, but the melancholy temperament exuded by Bai Yan at this time, the driver of the car couldn't bear to refuse, and finally pulled him .

The car arrived at Muyuan, and there were still lights in the distance, but the cemetery was dead silent. Bai Yan had paid the fare, and the driver kindly asked him if he wanted the car to stay where it was, but he shook his head and refused.

The driver looked at this sad person, sighed a long time and drove away. After driving not far, he saw two beams of lights coming towards him, and they passed by quickly. The driver muttered in his heart, he had done a lot A taxi driver in the year, naturally knows that even in the daytime, there are very few vehicles on the road in the cemetery, because this is not a main road, and the end of the road is the cemetery. Most people don’t choose the night when they come to this place, but today is a new experience. Already, one or two big nights are rushing here.

Bai Yan and Zhao Zhuojie visited the cemetery where the Zhao family lived once. He had a good memory, and even at night, he could easily find the three tombstones and an empty grave.

His eyes had already adapted to the color of the night, and even though it was blurry, he found Zhao Zhuosi's tomb accurately. There was a scorched corpse of a child buried in it, but the child was not Zhao Zhuosi, the tomb belonged to Zhao Zhuosi, but Zhao Zhuosi stood in front of the tombstone looking With the tomb.Bai Yan chuckled, as if thinking of a funny joke, unfortunately the protagonist of this joke was him.

"The one buried inside should be me." Bai Yan said to the tombstone, and then knelt down on one knee, scratching the turf and the dry hard soil with both hands, the fingertips were sore, but he didn't stop to take a look, Just keep digging.

"Even if you dig a hole and sleep in it yourself, it won't change anything."

Bai Yan knew who it was just by his voice, he didn't stop, and replied coldly: "I'm not in the mood to accompany you right now."

"What, is it my fault? Isn't it you who came here to ask me? Isn't it you who confessed foolishly? Bai Yan... well, compared to Zhao Zhuosi's name, Bai Yan is better, Little Canary, how intimate." Xie Bi'an laughed, and seemed to be in a good mood: "Let's go, I'll pick you up, I don't think Zhao Zhuojie would want to see you...well, before you have to go see him, I I can provide you with accommodation."

Xie Bi'an's words woke Bai Yan up. He looked at the turf that he had pushed aside, and his bloodshot and muddy hands. He remembered that he couldn't just lie down like this. He still had to help Zhao Zhuojie find the murderer. He is still needed for the Fenghuo sect's covenant.Thinking of this, Bai Yan straightened up, and looked at Xie Bi'an's peach blossom eyes full of interest, still plain and elegant, if he didn't look at his hands, he couldn't see anything wrong with him.

"Take me to the gallery." Bai Yan said.

Xie Bi'an raised his eyebrows: "You don't have to worry that I will eat you, I don't eat men."

Since she needed Xie Bi'an's car, Bai Yan responded politely: "I'm not worried about it, I just don't like you."

Xie Bi'an was at a loss for words, looking at Bai Yan who turned against the guest and walked in front, that unquestionable temperament was really noble like a prince, but it was a pity: "Why bother? They all came from the same place. If you don't like me, you have to like me , otherwise how can you bear it in the future?"