Zhao Mingkun's motorcycle can't carry three people, but fortunately Jiang Xiaochun has his own car. I originally wanted to take a car with Jiang Xiaochun, but after thinking about it, I thought it would be better not to do so.
Zhao Mingkun was a little puzzled by this and asked me why. I said, "Jiang Xiaochun will definitely not run away. I have guessed all kinds of things she wants to do, but things have come to this point, maybe this is her best choice."
After hearing my words, Zhao Mingkun didn't say anything, I think she also understood Jiang Xiaochun's intention.
Zhao Mingkun drove a motorcycle and followed Jiang Xiaochun's car. Jiang Xiaochun's car drove very slowly. The short half-hour journey seemed to take as long as a century. This is a park, but it looks like it hasn't been taken care of for a long time. The weeds around were as high as someone's calf, so we walked up the mountain along this road.
Jiang Xiaochun looked back at us, and said calmly: "The tomb of Lu Zhiqiu is in front, can I talk to her alone? There is a cliff in front, I won't run away."
I looked at Jiang Xiaochun and asked seriously, "Have you decided?"
From Jiang Xiaochun's eyes, I saw helplessness and sadness. She was silent for a moment, did not speak, just nodded lightly. She walked far away, and that lonely figure has been left in my heart since then. After a while, Jiang Xiaochun suddenly turned around again, and she said seriously: "Thank you, really."
I waved my hand and didn't say anything.
"Are you just letting her go there?" Zhao Mingkun said, "You know exactly what she's going to do."
I shrugged and said, "Then what else can I do?"
Then there was a long silence, when I smoked my third cigarette. Zhao Mingkun asked me suddenly: "I hope you will give me such a chance in the future, so that I can have the last trace of dignity. I am actually the most afraid of trouble. Just like Jiang Xiaochun, that is enough."
I was smoking a cigarette and looked at Zhao Mingkun: "Why do you say that, why do you think there will be such a day."
"Feminine feeling." Zhao Mingkun looked at me.
Half an hour passed.
I looked at my watch, and then said: "I just sent a text message to Gu Chen, telling him to call the police in an hour, and let the police come here to arrest people. Calculating the time, it will arrive in 20 minutes at most. Go up and have a look." Jiang Xiaochun."
Zhao Mingkun looked at me and said, "Didn't you already guess the result, what are you going to do?"
I looked at Zhao Mingkun, nodded, and said, "Yeah, then don't go, she doesn't want outsiders to be present. It seems that this place has been deserted for a long time, almost no one will come here of."
A set of images emerged in my mind. Jiang Xiaochun was sitting alone in the weeds, with a small grave next to him. Jiang Xiaochun sat like this, chatting with Lu Zhiqiu. I suddenly remembered a line of poetry, "There is no place to say desolation in a lonely grave in a thousand miles." But that's fine too. In Zhao Mingkun's words, if a person dies, he will become a star. The more people miss him, the brighter the star. Although Lu Zhiqiu and Jiang Xiaochun's stars are not very bright, they are there. At least there.
If we become stars, maybe we can be together forever.
We went down the mountain, and Zhao Mingkun took me back on a motorcycle. As the distance got farther, my line of sight gradually saw the scene on the hillside. I saw the small grave on the mountain, and saw a mottled tombstone. What was written on the tombstone was no longer clear.
And beside this tombstone, a person seems to be swinging on a swing, his body is swaying from side to side in the wind, but if you look carefully, you can see that the person's rope is wrapped around his neck. This person is none other than Jiang Xiaochun.
In fact, when I was at Jiang Xiaochun's house, I already understood what Jiang Xiaochun was going to do, and I also knew why Jiang Xiaochun would do this. In fairness, Jiang Xiaochun is a person who kills innocent people indiscriminately. Among the twenty people, only one is a murderer or there is no murderer at all. But Jiang Xiaochun killed all these people without exception.
These people may be selfish, or they may have hoped that Lu Zhiqiu could die. But these people are not guilty of death. These people have their own families and their own children. The other half of these people, the children of these people may be waiting for them to go home, but they will never go back.
Are these people selfish? The answer is yes. But selfishness has always been a part of human genes, no one is selfish, and it is never a shame to think about one's own interests. But human beings always want to whitewash their selfishness, try their best to deny this, and never face up to the inherent characteristics of human beings.
None of the creatures in this world is selfish. In the final analysis, there are only two, which can survive and live better. Doesn't everyone work hard for this, and call it "ideal". Jiang Xiaochun is also selfish, because death is the best way to avoid trouble.
As long as you die, you don't have to face the accusations of these family members, you don't have to look at the red eyes of these family members from crying, you don't have to face Mother Hu, you don't have to face your own family members. Leave all the mess of living in this world to a death to solve, and there will always be someone who will speak for her—everyone is dead, what are you going to pursue.
Suicide may be the most selfish thing in the world.
The speed of the car is not very fast, and the wind blowing on my face is a bit cool, which is very comfortable. No one could have imagined that the incident seven years ago would end in such a way that so many lives would be used to bury Lu Zhiqiu.
Zhao Mingkun sighed and asked, "Is this the end of the case?"
I nodded and shook my head again, and said: "So far, Jiang Xiaochun has killed all the suspects in Jiang Xiaochun's eyes, and none of them have been let go. But it's helpless to say that among so many people , there is no one who can completely remove his suspicion, and no one is innocent."
Zhao Mingkun laughed when he heard my words: "Actually, how can such a thing be said clearly? In fact, as long as she doubts a person, anything can be a reason for her to kill. For example, it can be said that I am a murderer because I am jealous Lu Zhiqiu is beautiful, so I want to kill her. If you want to kill someone, why not?"
After I heard it, I suddenly felt that it made sense, so whether Jiang Xiaochun couldn't find out the truth, or Jiang Xiaochun was too tired and didn't want to continue the investigation. It's a question, and a puzzle we'll never be able to solve. Does Jiang Xiaochun care about avenging Lu Zhiqiu, or does he care about himself who likes Lu Zhiqiu, just to vent the resentment in his heart
Seeing that I didn't speak, Zhao Mingkun continued: "I would do the same thing back then. After killing innocent people, I would give them a reason that they must be killed to comfort my little conscience. A person can hide it from everyone, but it is the most difficult to hide it from himself."
Zhao Mingkun tidied his hair with one hand: "However, this is already a thing of the past. Jiang Xiaochun is also dead now. It can be regarded as a complete stop for what happened seven years ago."
"Is it over?" I shook my head.
Looking back, the hillside has become a dot in my sight, and I can't see anything. And not long after, Jiang Xiaochun's body will be found, and they don't know if they can find out that Jiang Xiaochun is the murderer of this murder case. But no matter what, Jiang Xiaochun's final fate is also a dead word, which can be regarded as the same goal by different routes.
In fact, think about it carefully, why did Jiang Xiaochun use Deng Xuemei as her scapegoat, why did Jiang Xiaochun direct her eyes to Deng Xuemei. In the final analysis, Jiang Xiaochun actually hoped that he would not be found. He used to hope that he could survive, otherwise he would not have tried his best to make a false appearance.
Then when we ruthlessly exposed Jiang Xiaochun's fake scene, and when we knew that the murderer was Jiang Xiaochun, Jiang Xiaochun understood that after killing so many people, death must be his own end. So Jiang Xiaochun didn't want to face the trial of the court and the condemnation of the family members of those innocent people before his death, so he chose to commit suicide.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help laughing bitterly. Is it possible that the most selfless person is the most selfish person
"It's not over?" Zhao Mingkun asked suspiciously.
I nodded and said, "That's right, this matter is not over yet. We are still not innocent who killed Lu Zhiqiu, and who put the mobile phone in front of Jiang Xiaochun's new house is still unclear. I think If you don't understand these two things, this case is not over."
"But do we have any clues?" Zhao Mingkun asked again: "About what happened seven years ago, about the murderer back then, we have been investigating for such a long time, and we have been going around in circles. I don't know who saw Lu Zhiqiu in the end. , I don’t know who killed Lu Zhiqiu with a brick that could be seen in agitation. Everyone may be the murderer, because everyone may be impulsive.”
"No!" I shook my head and said, "Actually, we missed a very important point. Why must the murderer be those twenty people, who are interns?"
Zhao Mingkun also realized something, and his voice was a little urgent: "You mean."
I nodded heavily, and said, "Actually, we have always ignored one point, and it is also the point that Jiang Xiaochun has always ignored. Because the students and workers live in different areas, we think that there will be no communication between these people." Contradictions, but in fact, conflicts happened like that.”
"Workers." Zhao Mingkun said, "That's a lot..."
I shook my head and said, "But there are not many workers who have conflicts with students."
"You mean those workers who are going to kill dogs?" Zhao Mingkun asked.
I closed my eyes and said, "That's right, the murder weapon was not found at the scene, right? Someone took the murder weapon away..."