"Long Tianhao!"
An unfamiliar male voice that seemed to have been heard somewhere came from behind, Long Tianhao paused as he jumped over the railing, then turned around and looked at the source of the voice.
Mingshu ran all the way to the top of the building, but when he spoke, he kept his breath under control, barely breathing.
He waved to Long Tianhao, "Come here!"
Long Tianhao saw Mingshu in the serious crime team, his eyes were red, and he shouted, "What are you doing here?"
Mingshu approached Long Tianhao cautiously, "Will you jump from here if I don't come?"
"I..." Long Tianhao was emotionally unstable, grabbing the railing with his left hand, and subconsciously retorted, "I didn't think about jumping off!"
"Then let go!" Mingshu said sharply, "Come here!"
Long Tianhao didn't let go, still clinging to the railing, and pursing his lips several times in a short period of time.
Clearly, he was afraid.
But this kind of fear is not the fear of ordinary people when facing the police, but the inferiority and fear projected from the heart by a young man with low self-judgment when facing an older and excellent same-sex.
Mingshu did not restrain his deterrent aura, but instead approached step by step, "This is an old house, the railings are full of rust, don't you cherish your left hand? Why are you still holding that railing?"
Long Tianhao heard the conditioned reflex to let go, and looked down, his palms were covered with dark red rust.
The rust was like blood, spreading out one inch deep and shallow one inch along the palm lines.
Mingshu saw the opportunity and swept forward quickly. Before Long Tianhao could react, he had completely taken the person away from the railing.
Long Tianhao struggled fiercely, but Mingshu was a head higher than him, and his strength was incomparable. He was restrained and could not break free.
Xing Mu, who followed Mingshu, was horrified, "Leader, what should I do now?"
Mingshu escorted Long Tianhao back to the rental house, closed all the doors and windows tightly, noticed the injury on Long Tianhao's finger, and asked, "Is there any alcohol-iodine at home?"
Long Tianhao sat on the sofa with his head down and did not respond.
Xing Mu took out a small square box from the bag he was carrying, "Leader, I have alcohol balls here."
Mingshu remembered that this brother Xing Mu always had alcohol balls and disinfectant spray in his bag, just in case.
"Wash your hands and handle it yourself." Ming Shu threw the small box to Long Tianhao and began to look around the room.
The furnishings in the room are simple. The most valuable thing is the computer. The floor and table are fairly neat. There are no takeaway packages and snack pockets that are common in game homes.
A photo frame was buckled upside down on the computer table. Mingshu picked it up. In the photo, Long Tianhao was younger than he is now, full of energy, wearing a team uniform, thumbs up with both hands, and smiling brightly at the camera.
After Long Tianhao came back after washing his hands, he rushed to the table to retrieve the photo frame, first holding it tightly in his hand, then clasping it on the table again, and said in a trembling voice, "Don't look at it."
"When you first started playing professionally?" Mingshu asked.
Long Tianhao silently put the alcohol ball on his bloody finger. Alcohol is irritating, and the injury is a new injury. When the two touch, the pain is inevitable, but Long Tianhao's expression is very numb, and he doesn't even frown, as if he can't feel the pain at all.
Are you naturally insensitive to pain
Or are you used to the pain
Mingshu observed for a while, and sat on Long Tianhao's gaming chair. When he thought that this man almost committed suicide by jumping off the building, he couldn't help feeling a little upset, "Tell me, why do you want to jump off the building? You just don't want to live anymore?"
Long Tianhao threw the red-stained alcohol ball into the trash can and glared at Mingshu from below, "I want to live or not, what's your business?"
Xing Mu wanted to preach, but was afraid that Mingshu would say that he was talking too much, so he could only whisper: "You are young, you can't jump off the building if you think about it..."
Mingshu's fingertips overlapped, "You want to break yourself up because your hand injury is hard to heal."
The veins on the back of Long Tianhao's hand stretched out, "It has nothing to do with you!"
Mingshu said: "You learn Guzheng from Sha Chun, thinking that by practicing Guzheng, you can help your left hand recover..."
"Stop talking!" Long Tianhao roared.
Mingshu continued: "Did you think so, or did someone tell you?"
Long Tianhao's left hand had already been clenched into a fist, and the gap in his fingers was torn open even further by this forceful movement, and blood dripped down the back of his hand.
Xing Musheng was afraid that he would attack Mingshu.
"Can't I learn Guzheng myself?" Long Tianhao said with a twisted face.
Mingshu stood up from the gaming chair and looked down at Long Tianhao, "Don't fuck me."
Long Tianhao was stunned, and the anger on his face suddenly dissipated.
"You retired last year, not because of your age, but because of a serious injury to your left hand." Mingshu articulates clearly and speaks powerfully, "but you didn't give up, you have been actively treating, looking for various ways, and looking forward to making a comeback one day, Back to your beloved battlefield."
Long Tianhao opened his mouth dumbly, and his left hand began to tremble.
"By June of this year, you have tried all the orthodox remedies. Dr. Lei from Guangye Hospital has cured the fingers of your left hand from being unable to bend to meet the needs of normal life, but it is still far from your requirements." Mingshu said: " You find that you may never be able to come back, so you fall into despair. At this time, someone tells you that practicing the guzheng can promote the recovery of your injured hand, and you are like a life-saving straw. The person also tells you, 'Jianjia Bailu' Sha Chun is a very good guzheng player."
Long Tianhao's bloodshot eyes suddenly formed a mist.
He didn't deny it.
"You think with great purpose and hope that your hands will really get better," Mingshu continued: "So on your birthday, you tell your fans and ask them to wait for you."
Long Tianhao shook his head lightly, and said inexplicably, "I don't know..."
Mingshu continued: "But after a few lessons, not only did you find that your hands were not getting better, but you also found that Sha Chun was not as powerful as you thought—she was just like you, and she was inconspicuous in the industry she was engaged in. "
Long Tianhao stood up immediately.
Mingshu said coldly: "Sha Chun made you think you are 'the same kind', and you killed Sha Chun."
To the uninitiated, these are two sentences without any logic, without any causal relationship before and after.
Those in the know can understand that this is the condition for one "domino" to fall to the next "domino".
Long Tianhao's response is crucial.
"You... what did you say?" Long Tianhao's pupils tightened and his mouth opened blankly.
The two were three steps apart, Mingshu's eyes were cold and stern, Long Tianhao's collarbone on the outside of the T-shirt rose and fell, and after half a minute he shook his head and said, "I didn't kill anyone, I just threatened her."
"Sit down." Mingshu's tone was similar to an order, "I'll ask you a few questions, you'd better not fool me with lies."
Long Tianhao was a little stunned, but he really sat back when he heard the words, his whole body was like being beaten by frost, and he said softly: "I never thought of killing people, only myself should be damned. Sometimes I can't control my emotions, but I can't kill people. I… I wouldn't kill myself if I killed myself."
Xing Mu walked to Mingshu's side and lowered his voice: "Leader, this person may suffer from depression."
Mingshu said "um" and asked, "Did you tell Sha Chun about your professional experience during the class?"
"She asked me why I wanted to learn the guzheng." Long Tianhao stared at a circular smudge on the floor, his eyes were a little slack, "I didn't say it at first, only said that I used to be an e-sports player. She said that looking at my hands, You know I'm a hard worker."
Mingshu said: "And she is also a hard worker."
Long Tianhao was surprised, "How do you know?"
Mingshu didn't answer, "'Effort' has narrowed the distance between you, you no longer hide and tuck, and begin to confess your heart to Sha Chun."
Long Tianhao looked at Mingshu suspiciously, and said after a while: "I told her that my left hand was injured, and that I had struggled in the secondary league all these years. Except for Dr. Lei, I... I have never been to the public. People have told this. I felt that Sha Chun could understand my feelings at the time."
Mingshu asked, "What did she say to you later?"
Long Tianhao was puzzled, "What?"
Mingshu said: "A plan."
The doubts between Long Tianhao's brows deepened, and he shook his head after a while, "I don't understand."
The atmosphere fell into a strange stagnation again, and Mingshu said, "Since you have a good relationship with Sha Chun, why did you hold such hostility towards Sha Chun last time?"
"I'm not hostile to her, I'm just..." Long Tianhao looked sad, "I couldn't control my emotions at all. After taking the guzheng lesson for a while, my left hand not only didn't get better, but also often became unbearable pain and swollen again. The situation. I understand, no one can save my hand, if it is broken, it is broken, Dr. Lei can't help me, and Sha Chun can't help me. "
Mingshu walked a few steps in front of Long Tianhao and asked the key question, "You can't suddenly think that learning the guzheng is good for the recovery of your left hand. Someone misled you and made you go to the doctor in a hurry. Who is this person? ?"
Long Tianhao did not deny the existence of this person, but shook his head and said, "I don't know."
Mingshu said, "It doesn't matter if you don't know him. When and where did you meet him?"
Long Tianhao was silent for a long time this time.
"Is there something unspeakable?" Mingshu asked.
"I can't control myself, I have done a terrible thing." Long Tianhao rubbed his hands crampedly on his legs.
Ming Shu said, "Did you threaten Dr. Lei?"
Long Tianhao raised his eyes quickly, "You already know?"
"That person who misled you appeared after you made a big noise in the hospital?"
"… Ok."
Long Tianhao said that he actually knew that Dr. Lei had done his best. Compared with before the treatment, his left hand is much better. Without Dr. Lei, he probably wouldn't even be able to do it as a contract anchor.
But this is far from enough!
The left hand has been unable to return to the state before the injury, and Dr. Lei also clearly told him that it was impossible for him to play professionally.
"I don't know who to blame. It seems that everyone is right. After thinking about it, I can only blame myself."
Long Tianhao's voice gradually choked up, looking at Mingshu and asking, "But what's wrong with me?"
This sound was full of despair and helplessness, and pain penetrated into every trembling bite.
Mingshu took a deep breath.
"Dr. Lei said that I used too much hands in my early years, and now I don't follow the doctor's orders, which caused my left hand to fail." Long Tianhao shook his head with a wry smile, "But my talent is limited, unlike those geniuses. If I didn't work hard when I was a teenager How can I get ahead? If I give up the game completely because of the injury, how can I come back? There are so many talented rookies now, apart from being diligent, what can I do to fight with them? I…”
Long Tianhao suddenly stopped, wiped away the tears that were about to fall with his trembling left hand, and sighed: "Actually, diligence is useless, I have practiced this hand to this point, haven't I still failed to make it? I haven't played in the top league, so I can only stay in the secondary league for so many years. Even in the secondary league, I am only a mid-level player. I'm sorry for my parents, it's my own fault that I live like this ."
The topic seemed to have gone off track, but Mingshu did not remind Long Tianhao.
After a few minutes, Long Tianhao took a long breath, "But I dare not admit it, I dare not blame myself. I must find someone to take the blame for me and put all the faults on him. If I don't do this, How can I convince myself to continue living?"
Mingshu said, "That person is Dr. Lei."
Long Tianhao covered the upper half of his face and nodded solemnly, "I went to his clinic to make a fuss, vented all my pain on him, called him a quack doctor, blamed him for not being able to cure my disease, and blamed him for ruining me. My future... Later, the security came and pressed me against the wall, and I woke up. I thought they would call the police, but then they just made me promise not to come back to the hospital to make trouble and let me go."
Across the street from Guangye Hospital is the main campus of Dongye Medical University.
After Long Tianhao left the hospital, he had nowhere to go, wandered blindly, and went to the campus of the Medical University.
"I've run out of money, so I'll die if I want. The campus is so nice and quiet. Everyone has a future to run. I'll sit on the bench and watch them. If I've seen enough, I'll die." Long Tian Hao said: "But then someone came over and sat with me. He told me that practicing the guzheng can promote the recovery of tenosynovitis in the hand, and gave me a leaflet, telling me to go to 'Jianjia Bailu' to find someone A teacher named 'Sha Chun'."
"Jianjia Bailu" flyer.
Yu Xiaocheng also found "Jianjia Bailu" only after he got the flyer!
Mingshu asked, "Do you still keep the flyer?"
Long Tianhao shook his head, "After signing up, I threw away the flyer."
Xing Mu, who had been silent for a while, finally couldn't help but interject, "Why do you trust a stranger so much?"
Long Tianhao looked at his left hand and said softly, "I will trust whoever has a way to cure my hand."
After a two-second pause, Long Tianhao said again: "And he... he is a teacher in the university."
Xing Mu didn't understand, "What about the teacher?"
Mingshu understood.
From the outside, Long Tianhao looks like a thug, but he is actually relatively simple. He has not read many books. He started his career in his teens. He has an almost instinctive admiration for people with a high degree of education. is credible.
"He said he was a teacher?" Mingshu asked.
Long Tianhao seemed to be stopped.
Mingshu frowned, "He didn't say he was a university teacher?"
"I thought he was." Long Tianhao was a little flustered, "He is in a medical college, in his fifties, very graceful, with gray hair, wearing glasses, speaking very well, very level, not a teacher, what else could he be? Woolen cloth?"
Mingshu gradually became aware of it, "Then I will ask you again, have you seen this person later?"
Long Tianhao shook his head.
Mingshu stretched out his hand, "Give me your left hand."
Long Tianhao was wary: "What do you want to do?"
Mingshu asked back, "What are you afraid of?"
Long Tianhao hesitated for a long time, stretched out his left hand, Mingshu quickly held it, and Long Tianhao froze.
"Pain?" Mingshu asked.
"It doesn't hurt." Long Tianhao said softly, "The most painful time has passed."
Ming Shu brought Long Tianhao back to the serious crime team, and immediately asked the technicians to draw a portrait, and then asked the technical investigator to adjust the campus monitoring of Dongye Medical University according to the date.
When he saw the portrait, Yu Xiaocheng was at a loss, "I have no impression."
Portraits made from eyewitness accounts are often quite different from real people, unless it is someone with a very distinctive appearance. Mingshu did not expect Yu Xiaocheng to recognize the person in the painting, and asked: "You said that you chose 'Jianjia Bailu' because you got a lot of flyers from training institutions, and 'Jianjia Bailu' is the one closest to you. ?"
Yu Xiaocheng nodded, "Yes."
"Who sent you the flyer?"
"I can't remember, they are all college students, they came out to work part-time."
"Before and after you went to 'Jianjia Bailu', did you notice a man in his fifties with a temperament similar to that of a university teacher?"
Yu Xiaocheng thought for a long time and shook his head, "No. Is this person the murderer of Sha Chun? Do you have any clues?"
Mingshu frowned, "That's why you went to 'Jianjia Bailu', it's completely accidental..."
This is not a question, but Yu Xiaocheng is asking himself as Mingshu, "Yes, if there is a closer, I may not go to 'Jianjiabailu'. I really didn't do anything, you believe I!"
"I don't know him." Liu Mei's reaction was duller than Yu Xiaocheng's, and she gave Fang Yuanhang a dissatisfied look to show her dissatisfaction with being constantly disturbed.
Fang Yuanhang said: "Don't know? From your expression, I heard a detail - you just don't know him, but you have an impression of him."
Liu Mei took a moment to react, and said in surprise, "You misunderstood, I have never seen this person!"
"Then I'll add another question." Fang Yuanhang felt that he was completely immune to beauty now. Facing such a beauty, his heart remained unmoved. He just wanted to pry open the beauty's mouth and dig out the details that could solve the case, "You didn't make it clear before. , There are so many institutions in Dongye City under the banner of antiquity, and there are several in Dongcheng District alone, why did you choose 'Jianjia Bailu'?"
Liu Mei lowered her head, her pointed chin almost disappearing into the shadows.
"There's really no special reason." After more than a minute, Liu Mei's eyes were dodged and her pronunciation was very unstable, "You know that I have taken classes in other institutions, I just like the ancient style, seeing the distance, time, If the fee is right, I'll go."
Sha Chun's other students also went to the Criminal Investigation Bureau for inquiries one after another.
The youngest, Wang Dan and Liang Xiyue, who are completely incapable of committing crimes, are all chosen by their mothers where and what to study. Both Queen Mother and Liang Mother said that they chose "Jianjia Bailu" because it looked good, and secondly, it was attracted by the publicity stunt of "star guzheng player of the Performing Arts Group".
The situation of He Junchao and He Xiuting is similar to that of Wang Dan and Liang Xiyue.
After investigation, Mingshu found important clues to support his reasoning at Wen He, who was not in China at the time of the crime.