Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

A Gou was wearing a sun hat on his head and a blue mask covering most of his face, standing at the door of the bathroom.

From Song Jianyu's angle of looking through the mirror, he could only see two young men standing at the door looking at him.

A tall and thin man in black stood there quietly.

The other person was wearing a casual blue suit, with short hair, and his entire face was clean and clear, which made people see clearly.

The three of them just glanced at each other and then looked away.

After seeing the face clearly, Jiang Xun calmly pushed Agou with his elbow, and he himself followed the striding meteor to the pool.

Turning on the faucet on Song Jianyu's left hand side, while washing his hands, he saw the medical records of the No. [-] City Hospital that the person beside him put on the table.

Sweeping through the medical record with one glance and ten lines, he also had a general understanding of the identity of this person.

Song Jianyu washed his fingers and dried his palms under the dryer, then picked up the medical records and went out, returning to the door of the emergency operating room.

In the sink in the distance, Jiang Xun put his dripping hands under the dryer, staring at Agou in the mirror: "Isn't it very similar?"

Thinking about that face just now, Agou didn't speak or object.That face was indeed exactly the same as Song Zongming.

When the two left the hospital, Jiang Xun was sitting in the co-pilot holding his chin and still thinking about the man just now.

"It is written on the medical record that the patient's name is Song Zongming. He is probably Song Zongming's son."

"Whoever he is has nothing to do with us." Agou drove home, not interested in the man he saw in the hospital.

"I heard from Jiang Wu that the police are watching the case very closely now, and Yu Shuhui's arrest warrant can be seen everywhere. Now the whole world wants to know who the real murderer of 863 is, but the police hide Song Zongming's news. Strictly speaking, if I call the newspaper and tell them that I am currently in a hospital in the city, it will definitely be very lively."

Not only did Jiang Xun say that, but when he passed a traffic light intersection, he actually made the call on his mobile phone.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Agou watched the whole process of the other party's phone call with cold eyes.

"What are you doing back home?"

After the two saw the dean in the hospital, Agou became suspicious of the man's excuse for returning home suddenly.

Jiang Xun shook the screen of his phone, which he had just replaced yesterday, his whole face beamed with joy, "Going to visit relatives."

Agou looked at the photo, which was Jiang Xun's elementary school graduation photo. "Whatever you want to do, clean up yourself."

"Don't worry, I still understand the rules."

Jiang Xun sat in his car and followed him to the suburban factory where Agou now lives.

The people who got out of the car put on hats and masks and stood at the door of the iron room looking at the pine trees everywhere.

"Tsk, the last time I came here, I remember that there were not so many trees in front of your door. You bought this mountain to be a ghost in it." Jiang Xun was very dissatisfied with his negative way of life.

Wang Chengle, who was cleaning the table in the living room, heard the sound of the big iron door outside the living room, and he knew that the lunatic had returned.

Soon he saw a familiar figure walking in the door, but a young man in a casual suit walked out right behind him.

Jiang Xun pulled the string of the mask behind his ears, raised his eyebrows and saw Wang Chengle who was watching him with a rag not far away, and frowned in disgust: "Why did you find such a person to clean up?" It looks so stupid.

"It can be used."

Agou didn't take this kind of thing seriously, and the two went home to the small dark room full of monitors.

Jiang Xun looked at the images under surveillance, and bent down to look at the bottom camera that was about Yu Shuhui.

"She's sleeping."

In the picture, Yu Shuhui is lying in the middle of the blanket on the ground, resting with her eyes closed.

"Where is the strange place you mentioned?" Jiang Xun looked at it for a while and felt bored, so he stood up straight and asked Agou to show him the strange place before.

Agou adjusted the monitoring content to the moment when Yu Shuhui first changed a few days ago.

In the monitor, Yu Shuhui woke up for the first time, chased away the mouse, picked up the iron bowl and knocked on the railing, and Agou released the person in the back, and borrowed a broom to clean the room for the other person, until finally the person cleaned up and went upstairs until.

Jiang Xun didn't enjoy watching it enough, so he adjusted the monitoring time by himself, and repeatedly compared Yu Shuhui's abnormal behavior several times.

"Do you see anything?"

In terms of psychology, Jiang Xun is better than himself.

At the beginning, Agou studied medicine with the retired dean, while Jiang Xun took the psychology exam, and went abroad to study related majors.

"When a person's brain function is disordered, which leads to obstacles in cognition, emotion and discrimination, it will cause personality changes after mental disorders to a certain extent.

It is equivalent to a person who looks quiet and honest, and dare not resist after being bullied.

But there will be a villain in his heart who says to resist, stand up, this kind of change in her is that after countless shouts and struggles are useless, the villain in his heart directly derives a brand new personality to occupy this body. "

"The new personality should be a young man with a cheerful and confident personality. The age of self-awareness should be around 20 years old, the kind of young man who has not yet entered society." Jiang Xun said, wrinkling his fingers.

A Gou swiped at his moving fingers, "How can you tell if it's a man?"

"Daily observation shows that men's movements of holding a broom are different from women's. When 90.00% of women hold a low broom, she drops her palms down until the palms face inwards, wraps the broom handle from the front side of the broom, and then picks it up. , the most habitual use of men is to press from the side, put the palm horizontally and push to the side.

Also, when he followed you up the stairs, he used both arms to support the left and right side railings and the wall, and after supporting his body with his arms, he jumped up with one foot.

Most of the women will press their hands on the railing of the stairs on the left side, supporting their bodies to move forward.Because their upper limbs are not strong enough, this kind of behavior of opening their arms to support their sides will be subconsciously eliminated from the beginning. "

After Jiang Xun finished speaking, the monitoring content was put on the head, and Jiang Xun pressed the next tape to continue playing the follow-up content.

"Does he have a name?" Jiang Xun asked.

Agou replied: "Yu Shuhui."

Jiang Xun shook his head: "It's not this woman's name, but his own real name. You can imagine that except for Yu Shuhui's body, the other party belongs to his own consciousness, so he should have a name that belongs to him. name, age, even status."

Agou: "He refuses to say."

"I've been staying in China for a while now. If she changes like this again, please call me! I'll help you find out everything about him!" Jiang Xun was very interested in this kind of case.

"We'll talk about it later." Agou didn't respond directly to the other party.

The two stayed in the monitoring room for almost an hour before they came out, Jiang Xun left quickly, and Ah Gou sat alone in the living room and picked up the medical magazines on the coffee table and read them.

In a city hospital, Song Jianyu sat alone at the door of the operating room.

As time passed, Qin Shiguan in plain clothes walked up to him with a hot drink and sat down beside him: "Drink something to refresh yourself first."

Song Jianyu looked up at the person coming, his eyes slowly focused on the cup of coffee, and it took a few seconds for him to recover and catch the thing: "Thank you."

The bitter coffee was drank little by little, and the two sitting on the chair looked at the brightly lit door of the operating room in the distance.

"The last time I took him to the hospital for a physical examination, the doctor said that he was within two months. I thought that this time there was no examination in the hospital, and he could live a little longer."

Qin Shiguan looked at the closed door of the operating room.

He hated the man whose life and death were unknown lying in it for 23 years. Ever since he learned that the other party was also an innocent person, Qin Shiguan devoted all his energy to catching the real culprit and never paid attention to Song Zongming's story again. Condition.

"Jiang Xun, do you have any new clues?" Song Jianyu turned to look at the other party and said, "Can the police catch the real culprit before my father dies?"

"Jiang Xun has no connection with the real murderer of 863. I also visited the neighbors near the house where he lived. He has been living alone since his mother died. The security guards in the community have seen him all year round. After eating and going to school, I didn’t find out who he had a good relationship with, including his former elementary school teacher who also said that Jiang Xun was in school and seemed to have a normal relationship with other classmates.”

Qin Shiguan only rushed over now because he had been investigating Jiang Xun's affairs.

Now Jiang Xun is not their apparent suspect, and the appearance of the name Jiang Xun was only discovered by Song Jianyu when he went back to the past in a dream.

The prerequisite for the police to open up the collective investigation is that he needs to find the same evidence on the surface. This evidence connects Jiang Xun to the 863 case, so that the investigation can be carried out.

"It's really disappointing." Song Jianyu rubbed his aching forehead and said in disgust...

Song Zongming's operation lasted from night to the next day, and it was not finished until dawn in the morning.

The person who had just finished the operation was pushed into the intensive care unit. Song Jianyu took a few glances outside the glass and then followed the nurse's instructions and went to the doctor's office.

"After the family members go back, first help him prepare everything that should be prepared."

"What are you preparing for?" Song Jianyu stood in the office, looking at the doctor who was changing his white coat, but didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

"His current situation will go away at any time. It may be today or tomorrow. This is uncertain. You should first prepare for the things he will do after he is born. It will be too late to prepare after he is gone. You can hear me Understand? His body has lost the need for treatment."

Qin Shiguan stood outside the door and didn't come in, but he heard every word said inside the door clearly.

After Song Jianyu came out, Qin Shiguan followed behind him and sent a text message to the captain on his mobile phone.

The person in front walked around the hospital in a daze for a while, then stopped and turned around.

Qin Shiguan turned his head in confusion, and looked around, "Is there something wrong?"

"You go back first, I want to be alone for a while, don't follow me." Song Jianyu said.

"It's too dangerous, that person is always watching you from the dark." Qin Shiguan rejected this dangerous proposal.

While the two were talking, more than a dozen people carrying cameras walked into the gate of the hospital, and some men, women, and some passed them quickly with microphones in their hands.

Song Jianyu saw sharply that the name tag on one of them read [Jinjiang Morning Post]...

The group of people quickly left from their side and took the elevator not far away.

The moment the elevator door closed, Song Jianyu heard the man standing on the outermost side of the elevator holding up the camera asking, "Does Song Zongming really live here? I don't know if the news is true or not."

"Ding!" The elevator doors closed.

Song Jianyu, who was standing in the lobby, looked at the closed elevator door, then turned to look at Qin Shiguan beside him, and looked at him in disbelief, "Your police leaked the news of my dad's hospitalization?"

"No, I received a message from Li Qin before I came, saying that you came to the hospital alone with the ambulance, so I followed."

Qin Shiguan waved his hands quickly. Before he came, he only explained his movements to Zhou Jianming, and he didn't tell anyone else.

Song Jianyu didn't want to listen to his explanation anymore, so he went straight to the safe passage in the distance and ran upstairs to the intensive care unit.

When he arrived, a lot of people had gathered in the corridor outside the ward, and a few of them were frantically shooting with their cameras pointed at the glass windows that were not allowed to visit.

"Let it go! Let it go!"

Song Jianyu squeezed into the crowd and pulled aside those surrounding the ward. Qin Shiguan took out his work ID and drove away all the people who were watching and filming with their mobile phones.

"Don't look at it, don't shoot it!"

"Everyone, look at that man who looks exactly like Song Zongming! He must be Song Zongming's son!"

Among the crowd, someone searched the Internet for the word Song Zongming.

Seeing the old news popping up on the Internet, someone finally recognized Song Jianyu's face.

The cameras that were shooting at the glass window turned around collectively to take pictures of Song Jianyu's face, and there were still people pushing in, and microphones were stretched out in front of him.

"Hello, we are the Local Morning Post, what is your relationship with Song Zongming?"

"Is Song Zongming really not responsible for the 863 case? What evidence does he have to prove that the murderer is not himself?"

"Give way! Make way!" Song Jianyu stopped the cameras and microphones that kept falling, and tried to walk to the door of the ward.

But as soon as his voice came out, he was overwhelmed by countless questions. Some people started a live broadcast on the spot and directly titled the topic #23年年的连续杀杀手儿子智险#.

The people standing in the corridor looked up at the ward two meters away. Song Jianyu couldn't move forward. Countless people surrounded him and asked him to answer questions.

The flash was aimed at his face, shooting again and again.

When Jiang Xun came back, he happened to see the security guard downstairs carrying tools upstairs to maintain law and order.

"Wow, what a big commotion." Jiang Xun put his hands in his pockets, wandered upstairs and looked at the crowd watching, tiptoeing to glance at the surrounded young man in the crowd.

Looking at the livid face, she shook her head silently: "Tsk, it's too miserable!"

Obviously, he was the one who called these media and reporters, but now he has the face to stand in the distance and say it's too miserable.

Song Jianyu stood in the crowd and was pulled by his sleeves. Everyone wanted to get news from him and get hot spots.

The security guards rushed to the scene to maintain law and order, and drove out all the reporters and media. Many family members of the patients who were watching from a distance, even though they were stopped by Qin Shiguan, were still secretly filming with their mobile phones from a distance.

"I called someone to come over and guard here in the ward. There will be no more reporters and media coming over. Don't worry."

Qin Shiguan has notified Zhou Jianming to bring someone over to ensure Song Zongming's safety.

Standing in the empty corridor, Song Jianyu looked down at the pair of shoes that had been stepped on countless times just now, and clenched his fists: "This is your guarantee, you said you would not leak his news! Now The whole world knows he lives here!"

"Sorry, this time it was an accident."

The hospital temporarily transferred four security guards to maintain law and order on the floor.

Zhou Jianming also brought people to the entrance of the intensive care unit of the hospital, looked into the distance with his back to them, stood in front of the glass and looked at the young man inside, and asked Qin Shiguan in a low voice: "Song Zongming is really dying?"

Qin Shiguan glanced at the people over there, and shook his head: "The doctor told me to prepare for the funeral."

"Alas..." Zhou Jianming couldn't help sighing.

Song Jianyu stood in front of the glass window, looking at the unknown figure in the ward, took one last look at him, then turned and walked towards the criminal police team over there.

"I'm going home."

"I need to get something, I can get it for you." Qin Shiguan wanted to help.

"I'm going home and telling my mom how he's doing."

Everyone in the criminal police team: "..." They really can't do it for them.

"Here are my car keys. You drive my car back. I will guard here for you. I promise that no reporter or media will stand here again." Qin Shiguan handed him the car keys and told him rest assured.

The person holding the car keys refused to be accompanied by other criminal policemen, and walked to the basement alone.

In the basement garage, the person who had just found Qin Shiguan's car, before the door was opened, there was a figure beside him quietly.

"Isn't the scene just now very lively?"

The person holding the car keys turned around and looked at the gloating but completely unfamiliar face in front of him, "Who are you?"

"Hello, let's get to know each other for the first time. My name is Jiang Xun." Jiang Xun stretched out his hand, signaling him to follow suit, and a handshake is required for greeting.

Song Jianyu held the warm palm and stared at the young man in front of him expressionlessly: "Did you call those media?"

"Well, if you'd like to chat with me in another place, I'll tell you." Jiang Xun held that cold palm and smiled brightly, showing a neat row of teeth.

If one ignores the needle in his other hand, which is pushing the liquid into Song Jianyu's neck, this scene does seem to be the first conversation between two people they just met.

Five minutes later, Song Jianyu sat in the co-pilot of an ordinary white BYD and left the city's No. 5 Hospital.

Jiang Xun was in a state of excitement now, he didn't expect this person to get into his car so easily, without even resisting, screaming or fear.

Things went so smoothly that he couldn't restrain his excitement.

When the car was blocked by a red light at the intersection, the person in the driver's seat finally couldn't help it, and looked at the person in the co-pilot impatiently, and asked, "Aren't you afraid? Why don't you ask me to call you first?" Call for help, do you know who I am?"

Song Jianyu turned his head with a calm face: "Where are the father and son in 863 hiding?"

Jiang Xun: "!"

"What? Now you have no contact?" Why did Jiang Xun arrest him if the two parties did not contact each other? It would only be the order of that lunatic.

The red light at the intersection ahead turned into a green light, and the person in the co-pilot turned to look at the street sign outside the car: "Take me to see him."

"You sound like we know each other, and why are you so sure that I know that guy?" Jiang Xun's curiosity was all aroused by the other party.

He didn't even want to drive the car. If it wasn't for this not being a place to talk, he even wanted to stop at the intersection and chat with the other party.

In this regard, Song Jianyu refused to answer, "The quiz game can only be played if there is back and forth. Before asking me questions, I must first fulfill my requirements."

"Then wait! Let me figure out how to answer you."

Jiang Xun kicked the accelerator and drove the car directly to the gate of No. 24 Shizhu Road. The person who parked the car in the garage looked at the person who came out of the co-pilot, standing at the door of this old house, thinking There is still a picture from [-] years ago.

"What are you looking at?" Jiang Xun walked to his side, looked up from his perspective, but saw nothing.

"Look at the clouds." Song Jianyu bowed his head and walked up the steps to signal him to open the door.

In the summer of 1997, he also stood here with someone else's body.

Even though 24 years have passed, in fact, only half a month has passed for him, and the clouds in the sky are no different from that day 24 years ago.

Song Jianyu walked in this empty villa, looked around and found nothing belonging to the lunatic, and did not see any extra refrigerators on the living room floor.

There are more than a dozen medical and drug-related magazines on the coffee table.

Song Jianyu directly chose a soft sofa and sat down: "Pour me a glass of water."

The person who threw the car keys on the coffee table smiled and walked into the kitchen, and quickly handed him unopened mineral water.

When the person on the sofa opened the lid and drank it with his head up, Jiang Xun said like a prank: "Actually, I put something in the water."

When the person on the sofa heard this, he raised his head and drank a few more sips without changing his expression before putting down the bottle, staring at the person who was joking with cold eyes: "So?"

"So?" Jiang Xun leaned forward, leaned over and carefully looked at this face that looked exactly like Song Zongming: "Shouldn't you be afraid?"

"Don't talk about these useless things, where are they?" Song Jianyu pushed the approaching people away.

Jiang Xun, who was pushed away, quickly shook his head, "I don't know."

Facing this answer, Song Jianyu looked him up and down: "Then why did you arrest me? Don't say that you were also interested in the case back then."

"Curious, I heard that recently someone was looking into my elementary school affairs, and I also heard that someone asked me if I had any good friends in elementary school. I just want to see who secretly caught my little secret, I didn't expect to meet you in the hospital by accident."

Jiang Xun took out the tape from the drawer under the coffee table, and tied up the opponent's hands with tape, "It's rare to meet, so I brought you back, is this answer satisfactory?"

"So you're crazy." Song Jianyu was very disappointed. He exchanged the ceramic angel back then, allowing Jiang Damin to have a second son, and Jiang Xun would no longer be charged with hurting his father, but he was rescued and changed. The person who was born turned into the crazy picture in front of him.