We will not be left to worry about the following things. When we arrive in Dongxing City, Rob will naturally receive the sanctions he should accept, and Gu Chen will not be busy with what happened later. No matter what happens, Rob should never see him again. to his mother. And if he could think about his mother when he started, maybe everything would be different.
And after Gu Chen stepped back from this matter, he immediately went to investigate Guan Zengbin's matter again, without even a moment's rest. It can also be seen that Gu Chen is also doing his best to find out the whereabouts of Guan Zengbin. And the clues we have now are still only to the hotel outside Xingdong Village.
But Locard's principle of material exchange tells us that no matter what you do, it will naturally leave traces, even if it is covered up, it will leave traces that have been covered up. Although such a long time has passed, if you investigate carefully, you should still be able to find out some things.
I called Sister Mao and asked her to change a mobile phone card for me. And Sister Mao also told me that after I left, someone had investigated her many times. Because I have an unusual relationship with Sister Mao, it would not be such a coincidence that I happened to take her as a hostage when I ran away.
But in the process of driving, my acting skills deceived everyone. Under all the surveillance cameras that could capture the situation inside the car, all I saw was me pinching Sister Mao's neck with one hand, and the blood was flowing smoothly. It was dripping down her neck, none of this seemed to be faked.
Although there is no more evidence, Sister Mao has been very vigilant about this matter since that day. Although it was just a small thing, Sister Mao told me to be careful. She had to put the card in a place for me first, and then I went to get it myself. And the time is set in three days, which is good for everyone.
I am already very touched that Sister Mao can do such a thing for me. After all, before this, Sister Mao and I were only in a relationship of mutual use. In fact, this world is sometimes like this. How can we know who the person staying by our side will be
Three days passed in a blink of an eye. Today was the day I got the card, but when I saw the date, I suddenly remembered that today is also the day of Lu Zhiqiu's death.
After getting the card, it was already afternoon. When I took out an envelope from the bottom of a trash can, in addition to the mobile phone card, there was 20,000 yuan in the envelope. I shook my head helplessly, Sister Mao was still very delicate.
I checked that the sky was still early, and it wasn't completely dark, so I said to Zhao Mingkun, "Go and see Lu Zhiqiu. It's still early now. After seeing Lu Zhiqiu, this matter is completely over."
"En." Zhao Mingkun nodded.
Zhao Mingkun rode a motorcycle and took me to Lu Zhiqiu's grave. When we got here, it was already dark. The surrounding breeze blows on the person's body, which is a bit cold. There are still no people in this park. Under the illumination of the new moon, the shadows of weeds and branches are rippling on us like slowly flowing water.
The small slope was there quietly, and the road leading to the hillside was quiet. Zhao Mingkun and I didn't talk to each other, we just walked up quietly like this. We only waited here for Jiang Xiaochun, but we also knew that Jiang Xiaochun was going to end his life, and this time we finally came to this hillside.
I found that the weeds on this hillside have been trimmed very evenly, and we also know that if we want to keep it like this, it can't be done in a day or two. Standing on this hillside, the first feeling is that it is quiet. Standing here and looking out, you can see the street outside the park with cars passing by.
The moonlight shines on this tombstone, and we can see that the tomb bag has become flat after being exposed to wind and rain. And this tombstone has also been exposed to the sun and rain, and it is also very mottled. It can be seen from this stone-carved tombstone that the words on it have almost been worn away.
I carefully distinguished the words written on the tombstone—the tomb of Lu Zhiqiu. And the small print next to it is "Love Your Spring".
When I saw this tombstone, I shook my head helplessly. If we could have seen this thing earlier, if one of the twenty-two people who were killed could have seen this tombstone, then we would have known about it a long time ago. Who is the real murderer
But no one saw this, because they didn't care about Lu Zhiqiu's death at all, let alone investigate where Lu Zhiqiu's body was buried in the end, and they didn't care what was written on her tombstone thing. Perhaps seven years have passed, and Jiang Xiaochun is the only one who comes to this place again and again, and talks with Lu Zhiqiu again and again.
But Zhao Mingkun bent down, and when she got up again, there was an extra plant in her hand. I looked carefully and found that it was a sunflower.
"Look at this." Zhao Mingkun handed me the sunflower in his hand.
After a while, Zhao Mingkun said again: "Sunflower."
I nodded and said slowly: "This thing must not have been brought by Jiang Xiaochun, then it must have been brought by someone else. But who in this world knows that Lu Zhiqiu's grave is here? people."
I put the sunflower in my hand on the tombstone.
Zhao Mingkun looked at my movements and said slowly: "Didn't you say that a mobile phone may be difficult to stimulate Jiang Xiaochun, so a large part of Jiang Xiaochun's murder is to make this sunflower grow well. But say It's funny, if we could find this tomb and see the small characters on it, maybe Jiang Xiaochun wouldn't be able to kill so many people."
I shrugged helplessly, and then said: "But we just didn't see it, but we just didn't have the chance to see it. No one noticed it for seven years, otherwise, would they still die?"
"Here is a piece of paper." Zhao Mingkun nodded, and saw another piece of paper next to the tombstone, and this piece of paper was pressed by a small stone. From this small stone, we can see that someone deliberately pressed this piece of paper here.
"If we don't come here, this piece of paper will disappear in the wind and rain." I said slowly.
Zhao Mingkun said, "Who do you think this is for?"
I suddenly thought of Jiang Xiaochun's eyes, and the back view of Lu Xiangyang leaving.
"Show us." I said firmly.
Picking up this piece of paper, I realized that I had seen this handwriting before, it was the handwriting I saw at Liang Mei's house, and that is to say, it was written by Jiang Xiaochun. Judging from this piece of paper, it should be the paper on a diary. Under the lighting of the mobile phone, Zhao Mingkun and I finished reading this piece of paper.
This piece of paper recorded the story of Jiang Xiaochun's decision to use his life to protect Lu Zhiqiu.
Ten years ago, Jiang Xiaochun and Lu Zhiqiu were still sophomores. And at that time, Lu Zhiqiu had already shown his abilities and performed perfectly in all aspects. At that time, many people had already disliked Lu Zhiqiu.
But in order to be able to keep these friends, Lu Zhiqiu has been trying his best to please these people in every way he can. But Lu Zhiqiu didn't know that making friends is based on an equal relationship, not a pleasing relationship. They asked Lu Zhiqiu to pay the bills, they asked Lu Zhiqiu to help them with their homework, and they asked Lu Zhiqiu to help them buy food.
And Lu Zhiqiu helped these people at this time. When faced with these behaviors that clearly regarded her as a servant, Lu Zhiqiu was able to squeeze out a smile every time, making everyone feel that as long as they opened their mouths, Lu Zhiqiu would help them. Do it yourself.
Lu Zhiqiu treats the world with the kindness that radiates from his heart, but what the world returns to Lu Zhiqiu is deep malice.
These people think that Lu Zhiqiu can't cry, they think that Lu Zhiqiu is like that, a fool, and all she does is for herself. Lu Zhiqiu was happy in his heart, how could he feel sad
Yes, she was smiling all the time, why would she care about these things
But is Lu Zhiqiu such a person
Jiang Xiaochun had always thought that Lu Zhiqiu's family must be very good, and people like Lu Zhiqiu must have come from educated families. But when she and Lu Zhiqiu went back, she realized that her original guess was wrong. It turned out that Lu Zhiqiu was the same as himself. The family members never liked him, and the family members regarded him as a burden.
But how could Lu Zhiqiu still laugh? Jiang Xiaochun was deeply attracted by Lu Zhiqiu. Before that, she liked Lu Zhiqiu, and after that, she liked Lu Zhiqiu even more. Jiang Xiaochun finally understood what he liked about Lu Zhiqiu. In the same family, Jiang Xiaochun regretted that he did not live like Lu Zhiqiu.
But one day, everything changed. Jiang Xiaochun will never forget that day, she will never forget that day when she went to the bathroom, the person who always gave her strength, who always gave her hope, who she always wanted to live, actually hid in the toilet cubicle began to cry.
Jiang Xiaochun always thought that someone as powerful as Lu Zhiqiu, who always had a smile on his face, would not cry.
But Jiang Xiaochun finally understood at that moment that there has never been anyone in this world who can only laugh but not cry. Because they put their smiles in front of people, but their tears stay behind them. Lu Zhiqiu at that time was so helpless and sad. She didn't even dare to cry presumptuously.
Jiang Xiaochun hugged Lu Zhiqiu, and Lu Zhiqiu turned around.
After a while, Lu Zhiqiu cried and said, "What should I do to make others like me? What should I do to make others love me?"
Jiang Xiaochun didn't speak, but quietly stroked Lu Zhiqiu's hair.
She said in her heart: From today on, I will protect you.