Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

Yi Renxin led him into the dental room inside the clinic, and went to the side cabinet to prepare teeth cleaning tools for him.

Wen Yan was lying on a dental chair, looking up at the gray ceiling above, "That guy seems to be capable, I stared at them for a week and found nothing unusual, but today he was suddenly picked up by a police car."

Yi Renxin, who was holding tools with his back turned to him, paused his fingers, then returned to him with the tray as if nothing had happened, and turned on the shadowless small light above, "What does Dad want to do?"

Wen Yan looked sideways at the baby-faced young man at the side, at his white coat and the smell of disinfectant, raised the corners of his mouth, raised his hand and grabbed his hair, pulling him down to him.

The distance between father and son is less than five centimeters.

The scalp was pulled to the sore spot, which did not show any pain or strange expression on the young man's face at all. He just quietly watched the person in front of him, waiting for the other person's next words.

"Agou, do you really want to see him? Dad has never figured out why you, living under my nose, would trust others so easily, and even hurt Dad for a stranger. I still haven't figured it out. Why did you do this and how long do you plan to wait before you tell me the truth."

Yi Renxin looked at the face in front of him that was three points similar to himself, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and said in an innocent tone, "Dad, still can't forgive my impulsiveness? Even if you ask me a hundred times a thousand times, I will It's all the same answer.

Wen Yan stared coldly at this forever smiling face.

This son wanted him to die in his bones, but from another aspect he was very afraid of himself, so afraid that he never dared to attack him.

The father and son looked into each other's eyes, one was full of calculations and scrutiny, the other was calm on the surface and no one knew what he was thinking in his heart.

"Clean my teeth, how to do it is my business, you don't have to interfere." Wen Yan let go of his hand, and lay back on the dental bench again.

Yi Renxin stood up straight, picked up the tools on the trolley to help the other party start cleaning their teeth.

These years they lived very well in Yangcheng, Shanxi. When they took He Yang away from the black coal mine, the people who climbed over the mountain accidentally found countless money hidden by the coal boss in a villa.

Wen Yan killed the woman and her lover in the villa, packed all the money in the study away, and burned everything.

The three of them used the money to spend more than ten years in Yangcheng, and also used the money to change their appearance and have a new identity.

Until recently, He Yang chased the black coal mine worker back to Jinjiang City.

Yi Renxin had a very special dream a few months ago, and the address of that dream was the dental clinic he was looking for.

The young man with a spray-proof transparent mask on his face held a tooth rinser in his hand and carefully cleaned every tooth for Wen Yan.

The biggest reason for him squatting here is a secret that neither Wen Yan nor He Yang know.

Yi Renxin didn't intend to tell anyone that secret.

"Dad, it's alright."

After 15 minutes, Yi Renxin took off the disposable gloves he was wearing, took the used tools to the sink, cleaned them, and sent them to the disinfection cabinet for re-boiling and disinfection.

Wen Yan looked at his teeth in the mirror. The nearly 60-year-old man had experienced a lot of hardships in the first half of his life, but it started when he forced his son to kill that woman with his own hands.

Wen Yan never had a bad time again, and those who made him unhappy were all dead long ago. When this face washed off all the pretense, it looked like it was 50 years old at most.

The last person who makes him feel uncomfortable now is Song Zongming, who caused him to flee from Jinjiang City back then.

After solving the other party, I have no regrets in my life.

Wen Yan sat up from the chair, looked up at his son not far away, his back was turned away, "Don't call me for the next week, and don't bother me."

"Okay Dad, I won't bother you."

Yi Renxin sent the man away with a smile, and when the man left with the pile of rubbish on his electric scooter, Yi Renxin turned back to the clinic and took out a comb from the drawer.

Facing the mirror, he used a comb to smooth out the bloodstains on the top of his head little by little. After making sure that there was no abnormality on the outside, Yi Renxin returned to the desk with his usual expression and picked up his mobile phone to type. Playing the game, waiting for my next patient to come to my door by the way...

Shi Hongmei was taken to Jinghu Garden by the police, and the people who got off the bus quickly went upstairs with Song Zongming to see the house they lived in temporarily, and the police explained to them what happened in the past two days.

"It's been more than 20 years, how can he still hold grudges until now!" Knowing that Song Zongming's abnormality yesterday was probably caused by the serial murderer 24 years ago, Shi Hongmei held her heart for a long time before recovering. .

"That kind of person is a pervert. No one knows what a pervert thinks. Anyway, my son lives downstairs from us. At worst, let's treat it as a family of three on vacation together."

Song Zongming looked at this matter very openly, and was not worried about his own safety at all. He believed that the strength of the police was still capable, and they would definitely protect their family of three intact.

He didn't experience much in the past, and all the crises were stopped by Song Jianyu. Afterwards, he didn't experience such terrible incidents as being wronged and imprisoned. Now he travels all day long with his wife and children free, and doesn't care about murderers at all.

He even thought that no matter how fierce the other party was, could he still rush in here and kill him in front of the police?

Thought and knew it was impossible.

Shi Hongmei came here empty-handed, the couple didn't even prepare a change of clothes.

As soon as the police who were protecting them spoke up, the other party suggested that they go to Wenli Garden Community to help them get those daily necessities, and use whatever they want, just use video chat directly.

The atmosphere upstairs was peaceful, while Song Jianyu downstairs was holding the agreement to be signed.

This is a hypnosis responsibility statement. Before accepting hypnosis, he needs to understand the situation he wants to face, and if he cannot wake up, what negative symptoms will occur when the hypnotized person is forcibly awakened.

All these need to be considered by him before making a decision. It doesn't matter even if he rejects the proposal after reading the whole content.

Qin Shiguan introduced another policeman he had brought to Song Jianyu, "This is Shangguanhong. If you accept hypnosis, he will operate it. If you refuse, you can use another method. Besides, he In addition to being an expert in psychology, he also has very good art skills, you can tell him the appearance of one of the real murderers, and let him draw the other party according to your description."

Shangguan Hong pointed to the easel he brought with him, with a look of eagerness to try, "In fact, I personally recommend you to dictate to me, and I will draw the appearance of the other party according to your description, because your situation is too special.

If you fall asleep or go back in time during hypnosis, any small change you make will have a huge impact, and those of us will probably disappear from your world again, and you will enter In the fifth or even sixth week of reincarnation. "

"Then let's draw the image first. I originally wanted to learn how to draw by myself, and I wanted to draw the other party, but some other things happened in the middle, which caused this matter to be delayed." Song Jianyu himself forgot. What a day to turn on painting teaching once.

It was all disturbed by the content of the recent dreams, and he didn't have time to think about painting at all.

"Come on, let others go to work next door, and the two of us will be alone for a while."

The rest of the people left the room. Shangguanhong chose a place near the floor-to-ceiling windows, placed his easel and two stools.

Only then did he motion for Song Jianyu to go over and sit beside him.

"You don't have to be too nervous, you can just point out the wrong part of my drawing at any time."

Shangguan Hong took out the various sketch pens he had prepared and began to ask, "According to your estimation, how old is that person?"

Song Jianyu looked at the blank paper in front of him, thinking of the several rounds he had met with the murderer.

The only time he had a long shot to see the man clearly was in the pantry of the City No. [-] Hospital.

"Very young, he looks about my age. From the appearance, he is about 25 or 35 at most. In fact, his real age should be about [-] years old. He has a very young baby face."

Shangguanhong drew a simple frame on the paper, "Is his chin long?"

Song Jianyu recalled the face he saw in the hospital and shook his head, "Not long."

The frame of the face on paper is shrunk down a bit.

"What part of him do you remember most?" Shangguan Hong turned his head and asked the young man beside him.

"Eye."

Regardless of whether he was possessed by Shuhui, or he was caught by Jiang Xun and sent to that house, what he saw most was that person wearing a mask.

In the number of times he met the other party face to face, in addition to the tea room in the hospital, it was in the villa deep in the farmland. He scratched his neck with a knife in order to escape.

"Are his eyes slender or round? What is his expression when he gets along with you?" Shangguan Hong recently dug out all the 863 case files and re-read them himself.

According to the dictation of the No.7 victim, Qin Lan, the boy who followed the real murderer looked to be in his teens and was very silent.

During the five days she was imprisoned, except for the other party who spoke a few times when necessary, it was basically the adult who was directing the other party to do things.

Song Zongming, who had witnessed the murderer with his own eyes but survived, recorded something different.

He said that when he rescued Qin Lan at the Niutoushan Reservoir for the second time, the child didn't seem to want to live that kind of life. The other party heard him say that he went to the police and didn't stop him. He even hesitated a bit when he was on his back.

Not to mention, the image of the boy entangled the murderer in the end and made them escape was deeply imprinted in Song Zongming's mind.

So in his transcript, he repeatedly said that the child must have been coerced by his parents, and he must not have voluntarily lived with the real murderer.

Shangguanhong wanted to know how different the child would be when he reappeared in front of Song Jianyu after 24 years.

"You mean the first week or something else?" Song Jianyu asked.

"How about the first time you met?" Shangguan Hong suggested.

Song Jianyu looked at the outline of a face drawn on the easel, and said in a flat tone, "The first time we met, he looked like a lunatic in my eyes, and he held up the kidney that was just taken out of Yu Shuhui's body." Show me, and use a mirror to show me how ugly the butterflies he sewed up are."

"Ah, cut!" Yi Renxin sneezed in the alley of Shijing residents in Dongcheng City. He looked apologetically at the patient on the operating table, who was glaring at the patient, "I'm sorry, I seem to have caught a cold. The wound has been sutured well, don't touch the water for the next week, just change the gauze once a day."

Yi Renxin cut the suture in his hand with scissors.

The patient sitting on the hospital bed looked at the place where his injury was stitched up with the flower arm on his arm.

A small ugly butterfly seam, presented above.