Back to 1990. Criminal Investigation

"What?" Ding Chong asked.

Bai Ren smiled and didn't answer, "You don't have to care so much. After all, Chen Ling and the others didn't really do anything to Fang Yuanyuan. Everyone has their own destiny. No matter what disaster they have to go through, no matter how they struggle, the result will be the same."

Ding Chong retorted: "It's fine to make small troubles in ordinary times, but breaking the law is different. If Officer Leng hadn't appeared at that time, Chen Ling and the others would have broken the law now."

Bai Ren took out a bottle of soda and gave it to Ding Chong, "Drink a bottle of soda to relieve anger, and play together since one or two years old. After all these years, can you really break up with each other?"

"If Chen Ling does this again, I really can."

"Okay, let me talk about her later, let me do one." After the glass bottle collided, Bai Jian opened the textbook, pointed to a question, and changed the subject, "Tell me about the solution to this question."

"..."

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Ding Chong ran home in the heavy rain. Not far from home, he saw Leng Jiucheng squatting on the ground with an umbrella, not knowing what to do, he ran over, "Brother Leng?"

Meow! "A meow came from the black umbrella, and Leng Jiucheng turned around, "You're back?" "

Ding Chong didn't answer, his eyes were attracted by the cat in Leng Jiucheng's arms, the kitten was covered in snow white, it looked like it was just born, "Where did the cat come from?"

Leng Jiucheng: "I don't know where it came from. I'm afraid I'm going to get sick after being exposed to the rain."

"Take it into the house and dry it quickly."

"Your father sleeps at my house." Leng Jiucheng's house only had one bed, and he wanted to spend the night on the ground, but Ding Jianmin vomited all over the floor, cleaned up the vomit, and the room was still full of smell, so he had no choice but to sleep He ran out to wait for Ding Chong, and wanted to ask him about the result of his talk with Chen Ling, but accidentally picked up a kitten at the door while waiting.

"Go to my house quickly." Ding Chong pushed Leng Jiucheng forward, and Zhang Juan was already asleep when they entered the house, and they came to Ding Chong's room.

Before Ding Chong had time to take off his raincoat, he brought a pot of hot water first, "wash it quickly."

Adjust the water temperature, put the kitten into warm water slowly.

"I come to wash?"

Leng Jiucheng turned his head to look at Ding Chong, his hair was soaked by the rain, he was wearing a raincoat, and his shoes were also wet, "I'll wash it, you go take a shower first, and change into dry clothes."

Ding Chong looked down and saw that he was really embarrassed, he didn't argue anymore, he ran out to take a shower as fast as possible, changed into dry clothes and came back, stood at the door to wipe his hair, and saw that Leng Jiucheng was still bathing the cat.

The little white cat was only a little bigger than Leng Jiucheng's palm. He held the little white cat with one hand, and gently washed it in warm water with the other. .

Ding Chong felt that Leng Jiucheng was like two extremes. He usually kept his face cold and rejected people thousands of miles away, but his gentleness towards the kitten and his patience with Fang Yuanyuan's sister that day were like an unquenchable flame. Hot but not hot, in fact, Leng Jiucheng is not really cold, but his gentleness is very expensive, and he will not use it easily, let alone be seen by others.

Ding Chong couldn't help thinking what would he do to his partner?Should be gentler than cats and more patient than children.

Leng Jiucheng took the kitten out of the warm water, put it on the bath towel prepared in advance, rolled up the corner of the bath towel to wipe it, every movement was just right, all the water droplets on the fur were wiped off, the kitten meowed With two sounds, Leng Jiucheng hurriedly hugged the cat into his arms, stroking his back to comfort it.

Ding Chong walked up to Leng Jiucheng, "Give it a name."

Leng Jiucheng turned around and put the cat in Ding Chong's arms, "You name it, I'll go out and pour water."

Ding Chong stared down at the kitten in his arms, "Is it Xiao Leng?"

Leng Jiucheng: "..."

"Xiao Leng's mouth is a bit grim, why don't you call him Xiao Cheng?" Ding Chong thought for a while, "Forget it, let's call him Xiao Jiu."

Leng Jiucheng took out the water basin silently.

Seeing his helpless expression, Ding Chong laughed out loud, bowed his head and called Xiao Jiu over and over again to the kitten, when Leng Jiucheng came back, he said, "How about calling Xiao Jiu?"

Leng Jiucheng gave a faint "hmm".

The cat's name was decided so hastily and easily, Ding Chong dug out a set of unused quilts and built a temporary nest for the cat, "Xiao Jiu will deal with it here for a night, and I will buy you a better cat litter tomorrow."

After the cat was settled, he took out a new pillow from the cabinet and put it on the bedside, "Brother Leng, come and sleep."

"I'll just sleep on the floor." Leng Jiucheng said.

"Why are you sleeping on the floor? Isn't it impossible to sleep on the bed?"

Leng Jiucheng: "..."

He remembered the strange feeling of sleeping together last time, felt a little weird, and wanted to avoid close contact with Ding Chong as much as possible.

"Why are you twitching like a girl, and I won't do anything to you? Why hesitate?"

Ding Chong opened up to this point, if he didn't go, it seemed that there was something wrong, Leng Jiucheng went over and lay down on the outside of the bed, with his arms close to his sides, for fear of crossing the boundary and touching Ding Chong.

It was late at night, Ding Chong didn't find something to chat like last time, but fell asleep quickly.

Leng Jiucheng listened to the slight sound of sleeping beside him, and fell asleep too. At dawn, the rooster crowed very professionally, and the loud crowing sound reached his ears, waking Leng Jiucheng up. He felt warm and comfortable in his arms dimly. , as if hugging something warm, opened his eyes slightly, he held his breath suddenly, Ding Chong rolled into his arms at some point, his upper body pressed against him tightly, and his hands hanging on both sides of his body , who was already out of position, put one hand under Ding Chong's neck to hug him, and put the other on his waist to hold him.

Before going to bed, they were clearly on one side, separated by a quilt, why did they hug each other?The quilt was covering the two of them, and the quilt was snatched at night?Thinking of this, he calmed down a lot, and his drowsiness was completely shaken away. He pulled out his arm, helped Ding Chong tuck the quilt, quietly got out of bed, went to the yard to light a cigarette, and looked at his arm while smoking. body temperature.

Ding Chong woke up, and there was no one around him, and the cat was lying on his pillow. After a night of rest, Xiao Jiu was much more lively than yesterday, and kept meowing around him. ? How did he wake up so early?"

His answer was a meow.

Ding Chong hooked his lips, "Big Jiu Xiao Jiu, do you think you are father and son or brothers?"

Ding Chong came early, there were not many people in the class, and no one came to collect Liang Cheng's belongings. He looked at the empty seat, and Liang Cheng's back appeared in front of his eyes. Although Liang Cheng loves to trouble Ding Chong, Liang Cheng is not a troublemaker. He actually didn't hate Liang Cheng for his annoying classmate. He couldn't help thinking, who killed this humble classmate to frame him?

Ding Chong got up and went to Liang Cheng's empty seat, put away those messy books, lines of writings carved with pen or knife appeared on the table, he leaned on his chin with one hand, and stared at these small words to analyze sentence by sentence.

[Ding Chong dies. 】

Liang Cheng hated him to the point that he wished him to die. It can be seen that it was not just a simple dislike but a hatred. He and Liang Cheng had no intersection. , liking another person is indeed a reason to hate a person, but Ding Chong thinks that this reason is not up to the level of hatred, so he continued to read with doubts.

【May you come and go freely like the wind. 】

Who is "you" referring to?Who is not free?Liang Cheng himself or Fang Yuanyuan?

[It's disgusting to be bitten by a mad dog. 】

There is no date under the text, and I don't know when it was written, so it is impossible to guess who the "mad dog" is.

【Hell has angels waiting for you. 】

Angels are often compared to beautiful people and things, while hell is another extreme. The difference between heaven and earth is thousands of miles, how can there be angels in hell?

What does Liang Cheng want to express?

[HO get lost. 】

Ding Chong likes to study chemistry, and this one is also cursing Ding Chong.

【Death is the starting point to the light. 】

This sentence is similar to the meaning of angels in hell, Ding Chong suddenly understood, Liang Cheng wanted to say that after death is better, death is the light.

[I would like to turn into a dandelion seed and go to the ends of the earth with the wind. 】

Liang Cheng compares herself to a dandelion seed, and the wind represents others. Fang Yuanyuan’s father doesn’t want her to go to school, and treats her badly. She compares her home to a cage, and people living in a cage need freedom most, so the wind refers to Fang Yuanyuan.

From the text left by Liang Cheng, Ding Chong saw three points.

First: Liang Cheng hated Fang Yuanyuan because of him.

Second: Liang Cheng likes Fang Yuanyuan very much, and hopes that she can leave her family and gain freedom.

Third: Liang Cheng believes that death is better than life.

There is still a little question left, who is the mad dog?

Longing for death, Ding Chong thought of a modern mental illness—depression. In 1990, people knew very little about mental illness. Everyone only thought that Liang Chengmo was out of gregariousness. Did Liang Cheng commit suicide?

Ding Chong asked for leave from his teacher and hurried to the city library. As a police officer in 1990, Leng Jiucheng probably didn't know what depression was. If he wanted to make the other party agree with his point of view, he had to explain this disease first. Find related books and go straight to the police station.

After listening to Ding Chong's explanation, Leng Jiucheng didn't read those books, and said calmly: "At the initial stage of the incident, I considered suicide, but the situation at the scene was not suitable for suicide.

Regardless of the situation at the scene or the judgment of the forensic doctor, the murder weapon used to kill Liang Cheng was a hammer. If he committed suicide, he would need to carry the hammer himself, and there would be traces on the murder weapon. Now there are only fingerprints of the three of you on the murder weapon, and the autopsy report is one Killed, in short, Liang Cheng was hit to death with a hammer, which means that he has no time and opportunity to deal with the fingerprints on the murder weapon. Even if there is a chance to wipe off the fingerprints, there will be traces of the murder weapon. Now there is nothing on the murder weapon except the fingerprints of the three of you. "

Ding Chong was at a loss for words, who arranged such a rigorous crime scene?If the policeman in charge of this case hadn't been Leng Jiucheng, they might have been in jail now, "But I think Liang Cheng is really depressed and accompanied by suicidal tendencies."

With the death of his biological father, deformity in the reorganized family, and forced bullying by his stepfather, Liang Cheng may suffer from mental illness. Whether this is related to his death is temporarily impossible to draw conclusions. Ding Chong's discovery further proves that Liang Cheng's death has something to do with Fang Yuanyuan. Liang Cheng's case is certainly important, but now Leng Jiucheng pays more attention to Fang Yuanyuan, after all, Fang Yuanyuan is alive, "Fang Yuanyuan is going to think about Bai Ren's birthday party?"

"She said think about it. After what happened last night, she probably won't go." Ding Chong paused, "Fang Yuanyuan is actually quite withdrawn in class. She is often ridiculed and doesn't want to participate in group activities."

Leng Jiucheng nodded, "When is Bai Ren's birthday party?"

"Tomorrow evening."

Leng Jiucheng looked at the cloudy and rainy sky outside the window. The weather forecast said that the rain would last for several days and it would not be clear tomorrow. According to previous guesses, Fang Yuanyuan might have an accident tomorrow night.