Lao Wang’s blindness is within my expectation. From the story, it can be seen that Lao Wang faintly has the precursor of depression, but it has not developed to a particularly serious level. If he sees a psychiatrist in time If so, it is very likely to be cured.
This is a single ward. In the People's Hospital of the First Province, such a ward is not very cheap. It must be that Lao Wang asked for it himself and paid a lot of money. Lao Wang is still a person who likes quietness in his bones, and doesn't like too much noise outside. That is to say, I don't like to communicate with people, so I naturally ignore us.
Xiao Liu walked in front of Lao Wang and blocked Lao Wang's sight, but Lao Wang didn't move or react at all. It seemed that Xiao Liu in front of him was just a transparent person, as if he could see through the window through Xiao Liu's body. Same. Seeing that the old Wang didn't respond, Xiao Liu gently shook his hand in front of the old Wang's eyes.
Pharaoh still didn't respond.
I looked at Xiao Liu, and then said: "Stop doing these useless actions, you can ask him what he will talk about."
Xiao Liu looked at me, then at Lao Wang, took out a stack of documents and said, "Old Wang, his name is Wang Shouyin, he is forty-three years old this year, and he divorced his ex-wife Liu Lihua five years ago and has no children. Currently working as a workshop worker in a manufacturing industry in Dongxing City, the work is boring."
Seeing that Lao Wang didn't speak, Xiao Liu ignored it: "You have lost hope in life, work, and love, so you want to commit suicide, but the clothes rail can't support the weight of your body at all, so you didn't succeed in suicide. You fell The sound of coming down alarmed the neighbors downstairs, so they took you to the hospital, didn't they?"
"You heard a loud noise, didn't you?" Xiao Liu looked at Lao Wang.
At this time, Lao Wang finally sat up straight, but he didn't look at Xiao Liu's face, and said, "Yes."
Xiao Liu pulled a round stool and sat next to Lao Wang, and asked, "Then do you want to know what that loud noise is?"
"I don't want to." Lao Wang said lightly.
When Lao Wang said this, Xiao Liu suddenly became speechless and didn't know what to say. Xiao Liu looked at me, and suddenly said angrily: "Wang Shouyin, you'd better cooperate with me. Maybe you don't understand your current situation. If you don't cooperate with me, it is very likely that you will die."
I don't know if it's because of me, or if Xiao Liu usually handles cases like this, but what Xiao Liu said is really not good enough. This is a necessary ability for different people to use different interrogation techniques. And Xiao Liu's set of fixed rhetoric, certainly can't ask anything.
Threats of death for someone who wants to commit suicide are kind of silly. And I also realized that Xiao Liu is definitely not a stupid person. In other words, these words of Xiao Liu were addressed to me. He still wanted me to ask Lao Wang some questions. In this regard, Xiao Liu "trusted" me surprisingly.
Thinking of this, I didn't expose Xiao Liu's small thoughts, but said to Xiao Liu: "Let me ask."
Xiao Liu nodded and handed the documents to me.
I took the materials and didn't read them. I sat opposite Lao Wang, looked at Lao Wang's appearance, and said to Lao Wang: "It's just that life is too boring. Do you want to find something exciting to do?"
"Huh?" Old Wang looked at me with interest.
I have studied psychology by myself. According to Lao Wang's situation, it is the initial stage of depression. People at this stage, who have lost interest in life, just need to help them regain interest. And the reason why Lao Wang knew that others were taking advantage of his stupidity, but he couldn't refuse it, because he hoped that he could have a little connection with this world.
I said to Lao Wang, "Do you want to be a detective again? This may be the last time you will be so wild in your life."
Old Wang looked at me, still without the slightest expression, just said lightly: "Yes."
I asked: "Have you ever felt that someone is following you recently? Think carefully, someone is following you, an ordinary you, what is all this for?"
Old Wang thought for a moment, then said, "Yes."
"What's this guy like?" I said.
There was an expression on Lao Wang's face, and he said, "Yes! There is one person I often see."
"Who?" Xiao Liu and I both stared at Pharaoh with wide eyes.
Lao Wang frowned, as if thinking about it: "I often see a man in black smiling at me. He has a beard. Every time I get off work, I can see him on the road. He just stands There, standing there every day, for a month."
I looked at Xiao Liu, and Xiao Liu began to record something in the notebook with a pen.
I tried to guide Lao Wang to continue talking: "Tell me about the detailed appearance of this person, such as height, weight, and more features on the face."
Old Wang nodded, and then slowly said: "This is a man in black clothes, and black shoes. He is about 1.7 meters tall, and he is very thin. When he gets off work every day, he stands The other side is waiting for me. Others seem to have not seen this person, but I have seen it, as if I have seen myself."
As he spoke, Lao Wang seemed a little excited: "He seems to be me, he is decadent, he has no motivation, he is lazy, and he just stands like that."
Lao Wang was depressed and didn't care about anything, but he only noticed this man, and I'm afraid that this is what the murderer wanted Lao Wang to see on purpose. Seeing the murderer, Lao Wang seemed to see himself. Under this subtle influence, Lao Wang became even more depressed.
I continued to ask: "Just stand like that and don't ask anything?"
Old Wang nodded.
In the process of tracking Lao Wang, the murderer learned that Lao Wang had a tendency to suffer from depression, so he appeared in front of Lao Wang with a decadent image day after day, leading Lao Wang to commit suicide. Then, the murderer probably wanted to kill Lao Wang, but this time the murderer did it through Lao Wang himself.
From Lao Wang's description, we can get the basic information of a murderer. The murderer is wearing black clothes, the height of the murderer is about 1.7 meters, and the murderer is thin. This is the one message we get in three stories, in three cases, and the rest is a state of confusion.
In particular, the gender of the murderer.
I said to Lao Wang: "This person is the one you want to find. He is following you, and you can find him. Think about it, you are being followed by someone, but you are also following him in turn, fighting each other in the dark night. Until one party falls."
Suddenly, Lao Wang showed a ferocious smile and said, "Yes, this kind of life is the life I want."
"So, where does he appear? Will he follow you after you leave?" I asked again.
Lao Wang shook his head and said, "No."
I didn't continue to ask, some things can't be guided too deeply, otherwise, a depressed patient will turn me into a schizophrenic patient.
Pushing open the door and going out, I said to Xiao Liu, "Give me a psychiatrist to guide me. If things continue like this, I will either continue to commit suicide or kill others."
Xiao Liu didn't care about this issue, but said: "Whether the murderer is a man or a woman! Why does the gender change for a while, and this person sees a young girl for a while, and a man with a beard for a while. How many murderers are there, and how old are the murderers! Or, there are many murderers!"
"Is there such a possibility?" Gu Chen did not turn to Xiao Liu, but said to me: "Actually, the murderer is a team. There is a dedicated person who is responsible for writing the story, and the rest are responsible for execution. These people are unified They are all wearing black clothes, they are all about 1.7 meters tall, there are men and women."
After Gu Chen finished speaking, all of us fell silent. If it was like Gu Chen's guess, then it would be too scary.
"No!" I said, "It won't be many people, I believe, only one person."
"There is only one person, how can we be both a man and a woman." Xiao Liu said.
Instead of answering, I said, "Go and see how the autopsy in the morgue is going."
When we came to the morgue, we saw a group of people surrounded by the outside of the mortuary, bursts of deafening crying came out, and my eardrums almost burst. It can be seen that this is a young couple, the woman is kneeling on the ground, and the man is leaning against the wall.
A person came over and whispered to us: "This is the family of the little boy. The little boy's name is Gao Ze. He is only six years old this year... It was a tragedy that he fell from the sixth floor."
The six-year-old boy is the same age as the twittering boy in the story. If my guess is correct, this child is the one that Lao Wang wished to die in his fantasy. It's just that in the ward, I can't ask whether this is what Lao Wang really thought, after all, these are all conceived by the murderer.
However, Lao Wang's ferocious expression has already told me that what the murderer wrote should be good.
I suddenly realized that the murderer must have studied psychology. Or, the murderer must have a good understanding of human nature, otherwise, how could he write about other people's psychology.
We opened the door and walked in, and saw Guan Zengbin and Zhang Qinrui sewing up the corpse inside, which meant that the autopsy had come to an end.
"How's the situation?" I asked.
But as soon as the words fell, someone shouted outside: "Captain Wu, Captain Liu, something happened, and someone died again, and the death was very strange!"