Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

Wen Yan fell asleep on the stool in the interrogation room after an hour or two. Song Jianyu watched him close his eyes to make sure he was asleep, and then went to the meeting room and put several stools together and lay down on it.

That night, everyone in the criminal investigation brigade lowered the volume of their work and speech.

From time to time, Shangguanhong went to the conference room to take a look at Song Jianyu who was sleeping soundly.

Wen Yan in the interrogation room didn't wake up after drinking that cup of coffee.

The two stayed overnight until dawn, Song Jianyu opened his eyes from the chair and looked at the empty ceiling above, then sat up and looked around.

Recognized that this is the conference room of the Criminal Investigation Brigade.

Those who opened the door and walked out saw that everyone in the office was busy.

"It's just right when I woke up. I bought you breakfast and it's still hot."

Shangguanhong held a piece of porridge and two eggs in his hand, stuffed them into Song Jianyu's hands and pushed them into the conference room, "Let's go out after eating here."

Song Jianyu looked at the breakfast that was forcibly stuffed in his hand, "I didn't dream of him, you don't have to be so enthusiastic about me."

He didn't have any dreams last night, and he didn't possess anyone.

"It's not your fault even if you don't succeed in possession, you still have to eat breakfast." Shangguan Hong didn't want him to go out and see those expectant and disappointed eyes.

People are like this, when one thing is hard but still can't be completed, when a person stands up and says he wants to try, everyone can't help but focus their hopes on him alone.

It doesn't matter if this person succeeds, if he doesn't succeed, some people will subconsciously attribute the failure to him alone.

"Only the last day left."

Song Jianyu looked out of the window not far away, the bright sunshine.

This ray of sunshine is a beautiful thing to other people, but to everyone in this office, it is like a death talisman.

Song Jianyu peeled off the eggshell and sat there quietly thinking about where the father and son could hide the hostages.

"Have you checked the abandoned old sites in the city?" He thought of the abandoned movie theater he used to put his things in before.

Such a place is also a good place to hide people.

"It's already under investigation. All the people from the second team have been investigating the city outside. We are sending people to search the abandoned houses on the unfinished construction site."

Shangguanhong explained, "Jinjiang City has a permanent population of more than 500 million people and an area of ​​more than [-] square kilometers. Even if we dispatch all the police from Jinjiang City to search in two days, it is impossible to finish the search."

Song Jianyu also knew that it would be difficult to make new progress in the case in a short time.

But just standing here and waiting is not his style.

The person who had finished breakfast swallowed two more melatonin pills and lay down again on the chair in the meeting room while he was not paying attention.

This time Song Jianyu opened his eyes again, and found that he was back on Mi Li's body, and the familiar shadowless lamp was just above his head.

Song Jianyu looked around, but did not see Agou. His hands and feet were fixed on the pillars under the operating table, and he tried to clenched his palms under the quilt. Five minutes passed, Song Jianyu's palm still didn't respond.

The muscles in the whole body are as if they are dead, without any movement or reaction.

Song Jianyu lay there on his back, closed his eyes and bit the tip of his tongue hard.

The smell of blood spread from his mouth, and the pain made the broken body seem to restart.

The person lying there was motionless, and the palms under the quilt still had no way to exert force.

"not enough."

Song Jianyu opened his eyes and looked at the shadowless lamp above, biting his tongue until it was full of blood.

The teeth sank fiercely into the damaged soft flesh, and the palm that had been unable to be clenched was finally bent and clenched little by little under the stimulation of countless pains.

When the fingernail touched the soft flesh of the palm, Song Jianyu opened his mouth and tilted his head to spit out the blood in his mouth.

A few pieces of meat from the tip of the tongue that had been bitten off also fell into the foam of blood.

The person lying there used his hands that had just gained strength to support his body and sat up a little bit. He looked at the cabinet in the corner not far away.

In this room, the only things he can use are the items in the cabinet.

He has seen every item in it, and the only weapon that can be used is the needle tube.

But his hands and feet were tied, and his range of activities was limited so it was difficult to use the needle to hurt Agou.

Song Jianyu propped his head and looked in that direction, his eyes were dim and he didn't know what he was thinking.

A few seconds later, he looked back at the monitoring machine above the corner, lay down on the operating table again and closed his eyes.

In the dental clinic, Yi Renxin treated the injuries of two customers who came in from the store by climbing the wall, and after putting them on anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving drips, he sat alone at the desk near the door, turned on the phone and took a look like yesterday Monitor and then play games.

In the monitoring room of the operating room, the people on the operating table were still lying there as silently as before he went out in the morning.

When Yi Renxin was about to turn off the video, he saw with sharp eyes that there was a little liquid on the reflective stainless steel operating table next to the opponent's neck.

He zoomed in on the video and adjusted the angle to look at that location. Most of the area was covered by the human body, and only a little bit of liquid was exposed, which was a piece of red.

The young man sitting in front of the desk immediately stood up, took the car keys and came out of the dental clinic without looking back, and drove home to check the situation.

That Song Jianyu has woken up again in the conference room, the person who opened his eyes looked at the dangling spider webs on the ceiling, turned his head to look at Shangguanhong, "Help me find a master in lockpicking, Is there a way to open the iron lock with a needle."

Shangguanhong helped the person on the chair up, carefully looked at his face, "You possessed that hostage named Mi Li?"

"Well, she is now trapped in Wenli's operating room. Her hands and feet are chained and it is difficult to move. It is a complete medical operating room. All the moving and movable items in it are located near the operating table. There is a cabinet next to the wall, in which there are various medicines and disposable syringes used by Wen Li for the operation."

After Song Jianyu finished speaking, he picked up the phone beside him and opened the photo album, opened his mouth to the camera and glanced at his intact tongue, and continued, "Also, I would like to ask you to send someone to contact Bai Wei and ask if she has any questions. Words that can be given to Mi Li, so that Mi Li can survive strong, after this person is repeatedly possessed by me, her mental state may not be very good."

And Mi Li is probably living in fear all the time now. Every time she opens her eyes, she has to face that lunatic Agou, and every time she opens her eyes, she finds that her body has suffered another unknown injury.

With these weird pictures, it is very likely that that person will have a nervous breakdown first.

After Song Jianyu finished speaking, he paused for a few seconds. He looked at the conference room in front of him, and the whiteboard in the distance that was used for meetings recorded the entire process of the police investigation.

"Help me prepare an operating bed and four iron chains, and restore the scene."

Shangguanhong quickly arranged all the things he wanted, and Qin Shiguan found the police officer Tan Gong from the Public Security Bureau, whose ancestor was a thief.

In the room that had just been rearranged, Song Jianyu sat on the cold operating table, looking for similar shapes on Mi Li from among the many iron chains.

"It's similar to this. There is also a place where the ankle can be opened. The lower end is connected to a sculpture mask directly under the operating table. I reached in and pulled it hard, but it couldn't be opened from the other end."

Song Jianyu tied the iron chain he picked out to his feet.

He also motioned to Qin Shiguan who was on the side to pull the other end of the iron chain, and got under the operating table to weld the other end of the iron chain.

Then tie up all your hands.

On the empty table beside them, there were several disposable syringes they had asked for from the infirmary, as well as needles from several drip bottles.

Song Jianyu, who was lying on his back on the operating table, looked at the lockpicking expert they had invited, "The situation is what it is now, the menisci of both knees have been removed, and a large amount of muscle relaxants should have been injected into my body." , Now the tool I can save myself is the syringe, how can I open the chain on my wrist or foot?"

Facing everyone's expectant eyes, Qin Gong silently looked at the few thin and easily broken needles.

Then he walked over, broke one of the needles in two, and walked up to Song Jianyu, trying to open the iron chain on his wrist.

"Snapped!"

The needle broke, and Qin Gong picked up the needle on the table again, and this time put the two needles together into the lock cylinder for use.

Ten seconds later, the iron chain that had been connected was taken out of Song Jianyu's hands intact.

"The key to unlocking is hearing and feel." Qin Gong held up the needle in his hand and explained to him, "I can unlock this lock because I have learned it for many years, and because both of my hands are in the same position. The degree of freedom, now try to pick up these two needles yourself."

Song Jianyu tried it alone with the other hand that was tied with an iron chain, but the needles were broken one by one from his hand because of too much force, or they couldn't find the exact position and broke the needles.

The rest of the people in the room left here, leaving Qin Gong and Song Jianyu to teach the other.

"Hiss..." The fragile needle broke again, Song Jianyu looked at his index finger that was cut by the needle again, took a deep breath and picked up a new needle aside to continue the experiment.

"You are still a newcomer. It will take at least half a year to learn this ability. It is difficult for ordinary people to learn to unlock it in one day."

Qin Gong looked at the needle wounds on his fingers and reminded him not to worry too much.

"Including Mi Li, a total of thirteen lives have been lost. We can't think of any other way than this right now."

Song Jianyu also knew how difficult it was to have a quick success, but this was his only chance, no matter how difficult it was, he didn't want to give up easily.

He switched to his right hand where his left hand was not intact and continued to practice.

That person, Agou, is not at home 24 hours a day. As long as he escapes by himself, even if he just tells the police the whole picture of the room, it may be able to help.

That night, Song Jianyu no longer possessed the rice grains.

Shangguanhong took the content from the hospital and handed the note to Song Jianyu.

"This is Bai Wei's message to Mi Li."

Song Jianyu opened the note, looked at the content above and sighed silently, "There are only twelve hours left."

There are only 3 hours left until the No.[-] hostage dies, but they still haven't found anything.

That afternoon, Song Jianyu went back to Jinghu Garden to take a bath.

The person standing in the bathroom with the shower turned on heard a "boom" in the distance.

Song Jianyu washed the foam off his head, put on his bathrobe and pushed open the bathroom door to look out.

In the distance, a black smoke floated in the sky, and an unexpected explosion occurred somewhere.

Soon the sound of fire trucks and ambulances galloped down the street.

Wen Yan, who was sitting in the interrogation room, raised his head and looked at Zhou Jianming who was sitting opposite him with a smile on his face. "It's time. It seems that our hero Song has not found out the whereabouts of the victim."

Looking at the smug face in front of him, Zhou Jianming hated himself for wearing this police uniform for the first time, otherwise he would have killed this piece of rubbish that cost a thousand knives!

On the fourth floor of Jinghu Garden, Song Zongming stood on the balcony with cold hands and feet, looking at the direction of the explosion in the distance, and opened the hot search with trembling hands to see what happened there.

The two newspapers in Jinjiang City that received fresh express delivery last time also received new items immediately.

Both parties will sign for the courier, and then ask the security guard to control the courier and call the Public Security Bureau at the same time.

The two items that were sent by Wen Yan were sent to the evidence department for identification.

The courier who delivered the goods took out the courier delivery note and pointed out to the police that the goods were dispatched from the local unified logistics center, and he had no idea what was inside.

It is also delivered completely according to the address on the delivery note.

Qin Shiguan took people to the logistics center to find the sender. When the explosion happened, the logistics center was less than 300 meters away.

The police of the logistics center rushed to the scene immediately, and after confirming that the No. 3 victim was a part-time employee of the logistics center.

The two couriers sent to the newspaper office today were sent from him, and then he temporarily asked the supervisor for leave and returned home, igniting the gas tank and causing an explosion.

There was a complete red invitation card near the door of the rental house. Qin Shiguan opened the invitation card and there were three words written inside it.

"The third."

Five kilometers away, Ah Gou threw the book in his hand into a trash can on the side of the road. When the man who opened the door and got in the car drove away, he passed a passing fire truck.

Qin Shiguan walked out of the dark rental house after the explosion, looked up at the surrounding urban villages, "Go to each intersection to check all the available surveillance, the other party must not have gone far. Da Qiao, go back one more time." A trip to the logistics center will investigate all the identity information of this person."

Yi Renxin drove the car home, and after washing off all the foreign smells on his body, he opened the door of the operating room and looked at the woman lying on the operating table.

Mi Li is now awake, and she also knows that the only person who can visit her in this place is the murderer who kidnapped her.

I don't know how long it has been since being locked up in this place. Mi Li only knows that every time she wakes up, new wounds will appear on her body.

According to the murderer's explanation, the person who borrowed her body was using her body again and again to achieve a certain purpose.

Yi Renxin looked at the face that was holding back his fear, pulled the stool beside him and sat down, and stared at him quietly without saying a word.

Mi Li wanted to speak, but she couldn't speak now.

Half of her tongue was cut off, and the whole mouth smelled of rust and potion.

It was very bitter and painful, she was no different from a dead person now, the only thing she could do was to keep her eyes open when she was awake.

Yi Renxin looked at the face in front of him calmly, and said after a long time, "I just went to kill someone."

Mi Li looked at the speaker from the corner of her eye, seeing him say such words in such a calm and ordinary way, she just felt disgusted.

"You probably haven't even killed a chicken. If you want to kill a person head-on, the other person will resist fiercely, and sometimes you will be injured by these people accidentally."

He was talking non-stop by himself, and only his voice could be heard in the huge operating room.

People lying there, no matter how many times they switch their souls, they cannot speak again.

Six days later, the body of No.4 hostage also appeared in Jinjiang City.

The return of the serial murderer 23 years ago has brought a terrifying follow-up to the residents of Jinjiang City who cannot sleep peacefully.

In the past six days, Song Jianyu has not succeeded in possessing himself once.

Whether it was rice grains or Wenyan, even though he took a lot of melatonin, he couldn't help it if he slept most of the day.

On the No.12 day, the body of the No.5 hostage appeared.

On the No.15 day, the body of the No.6 hostage appeared.

On the No.18 day, the body of the No.7 hostage appeared.

Song Zongming, who lived on the fourth floor, looked at the thousands of replies to the posts on the Internet, and asked him whether he was a fake or a lie. In fact, he has no ability.

It's all because of him, and it's all because of his boasting to the media back then that the current Jinjiang City is in a state of panic.

The family members of the seven victims held wreaths and banners and surrounded the entire Wenli Garden community to ask him to stand up and explain, and told him to tell the truth to the murderer.

Those relatives and friends who asked for information, those hackers who fleshed out their family's data, and the cyberbullying of his phone calls him a murderous hero time and time again.

More victims died because of him than the murderer killed back then.

At the Public Security Bureau in the urban area, all the work has now been taken over by people from the province, and the criminal police who interrogated Wenyan have changed from batch to batch.

For half a month, none of the criminal policemen went home and took a bath.

The seven hostages who have died are all friends with different life experiences and life and work paths.

They were randomly selected by Wen Yue, and none of them were erased from this world.

Song Jianyu returned from the dream again without success. The person who opened his eyes picked up the mobile phone next to the bed in the dark, and saw several text messages and missed calls from Shi Hongmei.

The person who lifted the quilt and sat up called back the phone.

Shi Hongmei on the other end of the phone stood at the door of the hospital ward and answered the phone, wiping away tears.

"Jianyu, something happened to your father's body..."

They obviously had an examination two months ago, and they said there was nothing wrong at that time, but they got bad news from the doctor in just two months.

Song Jianyu held the mobile phone, looked up tiredly at the red flag directly opposite, and asked calmly, "Is it terminal lung cancer?"

"How do you know? Did your dad find out before and didn't tell me?" Shi Hongmei didn't expect her son to know the result of the inspection just now.

The people in the bedroom didn't know how to answer this question, so they asked them where they were now, "Which hospital are you in now? I'll go there now."

When Song Jianyu arrived, Song Zongming, who was unconscious at home in the afternoon, had already woken up.

The person lying on the hospital bed was reading his own examination report. When the door opened, Song Zongming looked up at his son who came in not far away.

Song Jianyu opened the door of the ward, looked at Shi Hongmei who had just cried, "Mom, you go and rest for a while, I will have a chat with Dad."

After Shi Hongmei left, only father and son were left in the ward.

Song Jianyu pulled a stool and sat in front of Song Zongming, took the inspection report in his hand and put it on the bedside table beside him, "Dad, let me tell you a story."

"Have you found the remaining hostages?" Song Zongming only cared about this question.

"No, I haven't possessed anyone once in the past half month." His ability has always been in a random mode, and he can only resign himself to fate.

Hearing that the hostages had been found, Song Zongming didn't want to hear it.

"I'm waiting, waiting for a chance to start again, there must be a chance to start again."

During Song Jianyu's unpossessed time, he reorganized the several weeks he had experienced.

The first three rebirths began because he completely changed the direction of the incident, which led to changes in all subsequent cases.

"What opportunity?" Song Zongming didn't know why.

The young man sitting by the bed explained to him, "I didn't have this ability suddenly when I opened my eyes one day. It appeared because I had a bloody accident at the same age when your accident happened. The accident, that accident gave me the ability to possess the body, and at the same time let me know that I still have a father in this world, who is serving a sentence in prison for the serial murder case in 98. This is the beginning of my real ability time."

Hearing this, Song Zongming patted his son's shoulder nervously, "Son, don't talk nonsense, are you sleepy? Why are you serving your sentence in prison? I'm sitting here now."

"No matter what week you are, you will get sick, and your lung cancer will kill you in three months at most. Back then, on the way to call the police with one of the real culprits on your back at the Niutoushan Reservoir, that child was actually possessed by me. Remember when I told you not to turn around and take Qin Lan out of there, I also told you to think about your girlfriend, she is now pregnant.

If you die here, she will take the child alone and struggle to survive amid the ridicule of countless people, so please open your eyes and get up and leave here. "Song Jianyu looked up at the shocked middle-aged man on the hospital bed.

Slowly raised the corners of his mouth, showing a wry smile, "Dad, I never knew that I still have a father alive in this world. Every time I open my eyes, all I know is that I have a father who is in prison and who once killed The seven lives were the real culprits of the 863 case, and then we, father and son, worked hard to solve the case together, trying to catch the real culprits. Every time it was only a little bit away, you couldn’t wait to leave this world.”

"I thought I went back to 98, saved you and Qin Lan, and changed everything from the source to make everyone safe and sound.

But I seem to let more people fall into death. The necessary condition for changing the world line, I guess, is for an uncontrolled event to happen and change the future direction of all events, so I have an idea. "