The air-conditioning case has been disassembled, and the structure inside has been completely destroyed. The broken hand is in an iron box, which is wrapped in a black flannel.
After forensic verification, the severed hands were Sha Chun's missing hands.
No fingerprints were extracted from the iron box, but the trace inspector found a set of fingerprints after carefully examining the air conditioner chassis.
And this set of fingerprints can be compared with that of Yu Xiaocheng.
Yu Xiaocheng was terrified, his eyes trembled, "I didn't kill anyone! I didn't do it!"
"But why did your fingerprints appear on the air-conditioning case of the art building?" Mingshu said: "It's more than that. Room 219 on the second floor has not been visited for a long time. The site is almost well preserved, and your footprints are also left in the dust. on the floor."
"But, it really wasn't me who killed Sha Chun!" Yu Xiaocheng's expression was a little different from before. In the past, he completely refused to cooperate, but now it seems to show a little "please believe me".
Mingshu changed his sitting position, "I asked you, where are you and what are you doing from August 23 to August 24, but you don't want to say. I also asked you why you and Sha Chun were there on August 14. You don't want to talk about the meeting in the Art Building. We didn't have any physical evidence at the time. If you don't talk about it, I can't do anything about you."
Speaking, Mingshu suddenly said sternly: "But now, the key evidence has appeared. Yu Xiaocheng, you left No. 9 Middle School at noon on the 23rd, just to wait for Sha Chun in the performing arts group!"
"No!" Yu Xiaocheng roared: "Sha Chun wanted me to help her, but I didn't! She wanted to die, but I didn't! She was in her thirties and felt that hard work was the least worthwhile thing, but I I still want to work hard, I haven't hit the ceiling yet!"
Fang Yuanhang took a deep breath, "Sha Chun 'persuaded' you, but you didn't accept it?"
Yu Xiaocheng nodded vigorously, "I didn't promise her, I still have a future, I don't believe her!"
Fang Yuanhang shouted: "Then why did you have Sha Chun's severed hand? Why did you hide her hand in the air conditioner case?"
"I... I..." Yu Xiaocheng looked anxious, and the words squeezed out of his throat became increasingly unorganized, "I don't know, the murderer put that thing at my door."
"Return the murderer? You are the murderer!" Fang Yuanhang said, "Why did the murderer do this? Why didn't you call the police? Instead, you hid the severed hand in your school? Do you make sense?"
Mingshu stared at Yu Xiaocheng, raised his hand to interrupt Fang Yuanhang, "You go out for a cigarette first."
"Master?" Fang Yuanhang was puzzled, "Why?"
"Don't be so excited." Mingshu said, "Look, you've yelled at our suspects to the point of being speechless."
Fang Yuanhang said: "This should not be..."
Mingshu's words were said by the other party Yuanhang, but he did not look away from Yu Xiaocheng's face, "He said it all, Sha Chun 'persuaded' him, now whether it is him or not, I want to hear it, Sha Chun. How to 'persuad' him."
Yu Xiaocheng immediately raised his head and stared blankly at Mingshu.
The door of the interrogation room was closed, and only Mingshu and the recorder were left opposite Yu Xiaocheng.
Mingshu raised his chin to Yu Xiaocheng, "Tell me, what is your relationship with Sha Chun?"
Probably because Mingshu's words just now had an effect, Yu Xiaocheng was silent for a while, his lips moved repeatedly, and finally he said: "This year's college entrance examination, I thought I played well and should be able to be admitted to Beijing politics and law. I was in my former class group. I saw people say that the students of the famous capital universities are versatile and not only good in grades. I don’t want to be left behind, so I want to learn something during the summer vacation.”
Mingshu said, "You chose the guzheng by such a coincidence?"
"I studied liberal arts, and I was originally interested in traditional culture." Yu Xiaocheng's cold sweat fell from his neck one by one, "I studied in high school for four years, and I never did anything unrelated to my studies. Things are left behind. I, I only have a vague concept - to learn a national musical instrument, but I don't know where to learn it. When I was a child, whether it was an interest class or a cram school, I used to distribute publicity near schools and shopping malls. Shan, I went to Dongxian Square to collect some leaflets, but I couldn't tell the difference between good and bad, I saw 'Jianjia Bailu' was close to where I lived, so I went."
The more Yu Xiaocheng said, the lower his voice, as if he had no confidence, Mingshu reminded: "Be louder."
"Ah? Oh." Yu Xiaocheng straightened his back nervously, "I only have one summer vacation, so I want to find the best teacher. It doesn't matter what kind of instrument, but the efficiency must be high. They recommended Sha Chun to me. , Said to be a professional guzheng teacher, the most powerful one of 'Jianjia Bailu'."
Mingshu asked: "Who are 'they'?"
"It's 'she', not 'them', I'm used to saying that." Yu Xiaocheng corrected: "It's the receptionist at the front desk."
Mingshu remembered that it was Wu Tong, the silly white sweet receptionist he met at "Jianjia Bailu" for the first time.
"Sha Chun is really good. After she learned that I was a repeat student at No. 9 High School, she asked me a lot about my studies." Yu Xiaocheng said, "I didn't know her plan at the time. I just said whatever she asked. what."
Mingshu said: "So she gradually understood that you worked very hard."
Yu Xiaocheng nodded several times, "She enlightened me, and I am very grateful to her. But after the results of the college entrance examination came out, she..."
Speaking of which, Yu Xiaocheng seemed to be in extreme pain, his face buried in his palms, and his shoulders and backs trembled visibly.
The recorder looked at Mingshu, but Mingshu remained silent.
"My score can't go to Beijing Politics and Law. If I want to fill in a few schools, of course I can go to it, but I repeat it for Beijing Politics and Law. If I go to other schools, it will be meaningless to repeat it." Yu Xiaocheng said: "I am not reconciled. ."
Mingshu knew the result for a long time—Yu Xiaocheng still filled out the Beijing Political Law even though he knew that he could not get the Beijing Political Law, and finally fell off the list.
"It was at this time that Sha Chun instilled her thoughts into you?" Mingshu asked, "Do you remember your conversation?"
Yu Xiaocheng's reaction was not straightforward, "That was the time when I was the most depressed. On the one hand, I decided to repeat the course again, but on the other hand, I didn't know what to do if I failed to repeat the course. Sha Chun, Sha Chun she gave me A very heavy blow."
"How did she hit you?"
"She talked about her life for more than 30 years, and I found, found..." Yu Xiaocheng took a deep breath like a person who almost drowned, "Her past experience is too similar to mine now."
Sha Chun's mother once said that Sha Chun has worked extremely hard since he was a child, but because he is not smart, lacks talent or understanding, his grades have always hovered in the middle.
"Sha Chun told me that people like us who are innately stupid, our efforts are in vain. The harder we work, the more we realize that we are not as good as others. If we don't work hard, we can comfort ourselves, 'I'm just lazy, not stupid'." Yu Xiaocheng repressed: "She said, we are stupid! She also said, I haven't stepped into the society now, I don't know how much this society looks down on hard-working but mediocre people. Talented people work hard, others praise 'smart and so on' Work hard, you deserve success', people who don't have talent work hard and are laughed at as 'people who have no ability will only use diligence to find a sense of existence'!"
"He..." Fang Yuanhang was not in the interrogation room, but through the display screen, he could feel Yu Xiaocheng's burst of despair, and frowned, "Why do I feel so uncomfortable listening to what he said?"
The clues of the art building were discovered by Zhou Yuan, who was also staring at the surveillance at this time.
For a moment, Zhou Yuan said in a very small voice: "I understand him because I am also a person who has no talent, but works very hard and works very hard."
Yu Xiaocheng continued: "Sha Chun said that she knew me, and seeing me was like seeing her past. She fought for so many years, and the more she fought, the more desperate she became, and I will be like her..."
"She said, we people, we shouldn't waste any more effort, the harder we work, the more jokes we will see in the eyes of others." Yu Xiaocheng raised his face, preventing tears from falling out of his eyes, his voice choked slightly, "She said. Ask me, why can others easily get into the two best universities in the capital, but I have been in the third year of high school for two years, but I can’t get into Beijing’s politics and law? Apart from admitting that I am mediocre, what else can I say?”
"So she asked you, do you want to get rid of mediocrity? Do you want to be noticed? Do you want to be released from this hopeless struggle?" Mingshu's eyes were sharp like a blade, "When trying to be the laughing stock of others, it is better to cut off all this lively. "
Yu Xiaocheng looked at Mingshu in surprise, his Adam's apple rolling several times.
Mingshu said, "Did she tell you that?"
A few minutes later, Yu Xiaocheng said: "It's a similar meaning. She said that people like us should help each other to fight against this world that is full of malice to 'mediocre strivers'."
"Have a group?" Mingshu asked, "Do you know her partner?"
Yu Xiaocheng nodded, "Sha Chun wanted me to help kill her, just like she helped her 'friend'."
Fang Yuanhang said excitedly: "Come on!"
Mingshu asked, "Which 'friend'?"
Yu Xiaocheng lowered his head again and didn't speak for a long time.
Ming Shu said: "You have already mentioned this, so there is no need to hide it?"
Yu Xiaocheng hurriedly said: "I, I'm not trying to hide it, I really don't know who that person is. Sha Chun only told me that that person is just like us. He worked hard for half his life, and it was finally in his forties. Understand that hard work is a disgrace to the hard worker."
Mingshu said word by word, "Effort is a shame for those who work hard."
Effort is a positive attitude towards life, and diligence is a valuable quality.
But for Wu Zhen, Sha Chun, and Yu Xiaocheng, hard work became a shame.
Yu Xiaocheng shook his head with a wry smile, "Sha Chun said that I haven't left the society, so I don't understand the malice and contempt for people like us in the society. In fact, why don't I understand? I took the test with the top ten scores in the county. When I got to No. 9 Middle School, I was quite swollen at the time, but I was stunned by the fundamental test in the first week of the school. Compared to them, it's not a fart at all."
"So after the thorough examination, you refused all activities and concentrated on studying." Mingshu said: "You almost broke away from the group."
"I can't help it." Yu Xiaocheng shook his head, "I also want to play football and basketball, I also want to go to the Internet cafe to play games on weekends, and I also want to win honor for the class in group activities—the male classmate who wins honor is always around. It's surrounded by many female students. But I can't. If I don't devote all my time to study, I'll be countdown, really, don't believe it. "
Mingshu sighed, "I believe."
Yu Xiaocheng's expression became more and more painful, "I can only maintain my grades in the middle class if I work hard. But those who are smarter than me, dating female classmates, participating in sports games, sleeping in class, can get into the top 20 in the grade. . . . I really... envy them."
Beside the surveillance camera, Zhou Yuan's hands unknowingly clenched into fists.
"My teacher told me in a roundabout way that the three years of high school study are not all, and I should participate in activities appropriately; my classmates call me 'diligence and sincerity', because except sleeping, I am studying anytime—even eating and practicing English listening Yu Xiaocheng said: "I know they all look down on me, and those who persuade me to relax don't even know that once I relax, I will become the last."
Fang Yuanhang noticed Zhou Yuan's reaction, "Hey, what happened to you? Was he brought in?"
Zhou Yuan's face paled slightly, knowing that he had lost his way, and quickly shook his head, "You heard Yu Xiaocheng say this, and you are not affected at all?"
Fang Yuanhang thought for a moment, "It's a little sad, but it won't be affected."
Zhou Yuan pressed his temple, "You and he don't have the same experience and experience, so I can't empathize with him, but I have."
Fang Yuanhang was inspired and said to himself, "So they can easily influence each other."
"I can feel their malice." Yu Xiaocheng lowered his head and said, "They look down on my efforts, especially when the monthly test results come out, I often hear people say that Yu Xiaocheng is not as good as anyone who works so hard in the test. Good. People like us can only be understood by 'similars'. The person Sha Chun killed was a screenwriter, I don't know which screenwriter, I don't have time to watch TV dramas."
Mingshu said, "She even told you this."
"I want to prove to me that my efforts really won't lead to a way out." Yu Xiaocheng was depressed, "But, but... I still don't want to give up!"
"You rejected her?"
"I can't do it, she asked me to kill her, and then tell the next person about our pain, and ask that person to help me finish it, but I still want to live!"
Mingshu asked, "Sha Chun went to see you in the Nine Middle School to persuade you to turn back?"
"Yes. I didn't want others to see it, so I went to the Art Building with her." Yu Xiaocheng said, "I made it clear to her that time, I will not participate in this matter, I want to prepare for the college entrance examination, please don't disturb her again. I."
Mingshu didn't speak for half a minute, and suddenly said, "Impossible."
Yu Xiaocheng was startled, "What?"
"Sha Chun even told you about killing a screenwriter, so how could she let you go so easily?" Mingshu said, "You are already on the same boat, and what she told you about the screenwriter was not to further convince you, but to further convince you. It's to keep you from getting off the boat. You have no other choice but to help Sha Chun!"
Yu Xiaocheng opened his mouth and his pupils shrank rapidly.
Ming Shu forced to ask, "Where were you on the night of August 23rd?"
After a brief moment of stiffness, Yu Xiaocheng crouched on the interrogation table at a very slow frequency.
Soon, a dull voice came from between his arms, "Sha Chun said, I should at least do her a favor. I didn't know at that time that she was hurting me... "
Mingshu asked, "What are you busy with?"
"She said she has found someone who is willing to help her, and she will be free soon." Yu Xiaocheng said: "She loves her hands, so she wants to keep them in the cleanest place in her heart."
"The cleanest place?" Mingshu said, "School?"
Yu Xiaocheng said: "Well, I can only help her. I have to take the college entrance examination again in less than a year, so I can't be disturbed any more. She agreed with me that as long as we agree to this matter, we will clear it up. ."
Fang Yuanhang said angrily, "Lie!"
"On the 23rd, I met Sha Chun at the Jiangnan Theater. She was about to let go and said she wanted to meet me." Yu Xiaocheng said, "She suddenly became very gentle, patted me on the shoulder, and said that if I wanted to work hard, I would Let’s work hard, but you must fulfill her last wish. I watched her get in the car and felt very at a loss. I didn’t want to go home, and I didn’t want to review. What it's like to play."
Mingshu said, "Did you go to an Internet cafe? Which Internet cafe?"
"I can't remember the name of an Internet cafe near No. 9 Middle School."
"You need to swipe your ID card to surf the Internet in an Internet cafe. But there is no record of your Internet access on the system."
Yu Xiaocheng rolled his eyes in embarrassment, "I don't dare to use my ID card. It's too close to the school. The boss said that I can swipe my ID card on my behalf, as long as I spend an extra five yuan."
"You didn't pay with your phone?"
"I happen to have change."
According to Yu Xiaocheng's confession, he "wandered" all the way back to No. 9 Middle School from the Jiangnan Theater. He ate a barbecue at a roadside stall on the way, went to the riverside to blow the wind, drank wine, and played in the Internet cafe from night to noon the next day. , bought a pack of cigarettes for ten yuan at the convenience store and went back to the rental house. He slept until the night when he was woken up by a knock on the door. When he opened the door, there was no one outside, but a package lay on the ground.
Inside the package was a bloody severed hand.
"Yu Xiaocheng's level of storytelling is really lame, absurd and strange, it sounds like it's made up, but..." Ming Shu was paralyzed on the sofa in the deputy director's office, his posture was extremely casual, his fingers were 1:1 point, "But... hey, fuck it."
Xiao Yuan lowered his eyes, "But apart from being ridiculous, you haven't been able to find too many loopholes."
Mingshu turned it up abruptly, "Ever since Yu Xiaocheng started talking about his acquaintance with Sha Chun, I thought he was lying, but after hearing it from the beginning to the end, no obvious loopholes were found. Some people's behavior is unbelievable, how do you see it? False, but TA did exactly that."
"The field team has checked that Yu Xiaocheng entered the Shangxue Internet Cafe at 3:00 a.m. on the 24th." Xiao Yu'an said: "This time is very embarrassing. Yu Xiaocheng may rush back to No. 9 Middle School immediately after committing the crime, and the time is enough. But Yu Xiaocheng has no means of transportation. He returned from the Performing Arts Group to No. 9 Middle School and could only take a taxi. It is almost impossible to get a taxi casually at the Performing Arts Group in the early morning."
Mingshu held a pillow in his arms, "This can be checked through road monitoring."
"If Yu Xiaocheng didn't lie, then the murderer would be someone else." Xiao Yu'an said: "Sha Chun failed to persuade Yu Xiaocheng, so he turned to another person. This person's motives are very impure."
Mingshu rubbed the pillow tighter, "None of them have pure motives."
"No, Wu Zhen is not pure, but he didn't deliberately put the blame on anyone. Wu Zhen's last notebook was in Sha Chun's room. It's not like someone was hiding there quietly, right?" Xiao Yu'an said, "But Sha Chun' Before committing suicide, Yu Xiaocheng had to promise to help hide his hand. What's the intention?"
Mingshu thought about it when he interrogated Yu Xiaocheng just now, "Yu Xiaocheng knows Sha Chun's secret, and Sha Chun wants peace of mind, so... it's not right!"
Xiao Yuan nodded, "I found the problem. What Sha Chun asked Yu Xiaocheng to promise was that after she died, she would hide her hands. Her anxiety was that Yu Xiaocheng knew her secret, and she was worried that Yu Xiaocheng would expose her one day. But after she dies, does she need to worry about this? There are inconsistencies in this detail."
"So this request shouldn't be made by Sha Chun, but the one who did it to Sha Chun?" Mingshu thumped the pillow, "TA asked Sha Chun to threaten Yu Xiaocheng, Yu Xiaocheng is busy with the college entrance examination and doesn't want to get into trouble with anyone. Trouble, I can only agree in a hurry. In this way, the evidence will only point to Yu Xiaocheng, and it will be difficult for the police to find him?"
"This possibility cannot be ruled out." Xiao Yu'an said, "In this way, the dominoes are actually stuck, because this person is not the 'similar' of Sha Chun and Wu Zhen, but a person with other thoughts."
Desperate people kill one person one by one, and the tragedy repeats itself, which is only an ideal state that exists in theory. In reality, there are countless unknown factors. It is a rare situation that Wu Zhen successfully passed the "baton" to Sha Chun.
Mingshu said: "This is more in line with reality."
"But if you only look at the physical evidence, there is still a 90% chance that Yu Xiaocheng is the murderer." Xiao Yuan picked up the ringing mobile phone and said before connecting, "After all, his 'story' is hard to believe."