I nodded, and then said: "I think there must be other people involved here. If my guess is correct, Dongxing City will not be peaceful for a long time. But if these people want to kidnap Guan Zengbin, they must have some purpose Yes. From this point of view, she should not be in any danger for the time being."
But this is also temporary. I am afraid that what these people want to do will reveal their clues in the near future.
Guan Zengbin was taken away, and I was mistaken for the murderer at the moment. It's just that I don't know if they can prove my innocence if I go back. But whether it is possible or not, I am already the most suspect now.
Gu Chen seemed to know Duan Jingliang before, and at this moment Duan Jingliang did not stop the conversation between Gu Chen and me.
I continued: "Second point, do me a favor."
Gu Chen looked at me, nodded, and asked, "What?"
I was silent for a moment, and then said: "Tell Sister Mao about my situation, I have brought you to meet several times, you should know?"
Gu Chen nodded.
The development of the matter has far exceeded my expectations, and I feel like a chess piece being played between applause. But if the chess piece can jump out of the chessboard, it will definitely do something that the chess player cannot control. Now that the water is already muddy, why don't I make it muddier.
Thinking of this, I walked forward.
The one behind me wanted to block me, but was stopped by Duan Jingliang.
Duan Jingliang said: "If you have any nonsense, just talk about it, and take you away after you finish talking. When the final investigation is over, it will still be handed over to you, and you will meet again. Now the whole thing seems to be going It’s like parting from life and death, don’t leave ink marks.”
I walked up to Gu Chen's side, leaned my head on Gu Chen's shoulder, and said slowly: "Gu Chen, no matter what happens in the future, trust me."
Saying that, I took two steps back and smiled at Gu Chen. And Gu Chen stared into my eyes, his brows were slightly frowned, and his mouth was tightly closed. We looked at each other for a moment, Gu Chen stretched out his hand and patted my shoulder, then said: "Just remember your identity, don't be anxious."
"see you then."
After talking to me, Gu Chen turned around and said to the others: "Call the work, this matter is over."
At eleven forty, in a small dark room whose location I don't know.
A person was sitting opposite me, and the lights were shining on my side. I couldn't see who was sitting opposite me, but I could only hear that it was a man with a vicissitudes of life: "Wu Meng, maybe in the future We will meet again. Remember what I said to you today, you will hear my voice, we are together."
The bright light blinded me, so I asked, "Who are you and what do you want me to do?"
The person opposite did not give me an answer, he just said: "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is who you are. The matter is coming to an end, and everything has to be closed. When the time comes, adapt to the situation. He picked you , will not be without reason. Remember your identity."
"Remember my identity, but what is my identity?" I said.
The other side was silent for a moment, and said: "You will understand my words in the future. Since I can go out, someone can come in. Don't you think that sometimes, some actions are always controlled by invisible forces?"
In the end, I didn't even know who the person talking to me was. It's just that I understand why Duan Jingliang insisted on bringing me here. I'm afraid it's not just because of the task assigned by the superior. I'm afraid the real reason is that this person wants to talk to me, but what does he want to do
I will meet him in the future, where will I meet him, and when I meet him, where will I be
twelve o'clock.
"I used to sit there all the time. I didn't expect that I would sit here." I looked at a few unfamiliar inspectors across the way and began to say: "According to the procedure, it is usually handed over to a different place for interrogation. I used to I've never seen you before, where did you come from?"
The person on the opposite side tapped a file about me with his fingers, and said, "Wu Meng, an orphan, has a withdrawn personality, no friends, and unknown biological parents. Is it you?"
I didn't speak.
He continued: "A previous IQ test showed you had an IQ of 120. You are smarter than average, but not very smart. You have a paranoia of guilt and were transferred to special operations a year ago before fully recovering. Group. For a year, you haven't taken medicine, so you have faint signs of relapse."
As for interrogation methods, I have more experience than these people. I have been in a mental hospital for a year, and I have read many psychological works. I understand that if you want to deeply understand a person's heart and analyze his true thoughts, you must We must first find a breakthrough, and this person is doing this right now.
"Just say what you have to say." I said, "There's no need to go around in circles. What you say is true, and I will cooperate with you."
He nodded, closed the file, put his arms on the table, put his hands on his chin, looked at me and said: "Okay, you agree with the premise we set, your self-guilt delusional disorder has not fully recovered, and you must Under certain conditions, it is possible to relapse. Under this premise, tell us about what happened in the underground space."
I said calmly: "I heard a sound at that time, and then I followed the sound to find the past. When I came there, there was a person lying on the ground. I checked around first, there was no one, and then I checked the person I found that the person was already a corpse. When I was inspecting the corpse, the weapon fell to the ground. During the inspection, Duan Jingliang walked in with someone."
"You all know what happens next," I said.
He stared at me, as if he wanted to see something wrong from my expression. The fingers of one hand kept rubbing the fingers of the other hand, he paused, and he said: "You mean, in a closed space, in a space with only one passage, you are not a murderer, The murderer has mysteriously disappeared?"
I nodded and shrugged: "So there are two possibilities. One, the murderer did escape in a way we don't know. The other is that this person committed suicide."
He smiled, patted the table and said, "I knew you would say he committed suicide. But do you think that a person who just married a wife, just got married, and was called back when he was still on honeymoon, would be here A moment to commit suicide?"
His tone was majestic, high-pitched, and full of momentum: "If a person wants to commit suicide, will he find at least 50 centimeters away from his temple?"
As he spoke, he put his hand on his temple. Then, he moved slowly until he reached about fifty centimeters.
We all watched his movements, and after a while, he said, "Look, this is about fifty centimeters away. But don't you think it's strange? If someone wants to commit suicide, why would he commit suicide in such an awkward way?" ? Could it be that he is mentally ill, so he must commit suicide in such an uncomfortable way when he commits suicide?"
I didn't speak.
He continued: "So neither of the two points you said is convincing. The murderer will not mysteriously disappear from a closed space, and he will not commit suicide for no reason. Then, only you are here At the scene, do you think your defense is convincing?"
I shook my head and said emphatically, "It's not an excuse, it's a fact."