Madness of the Heart

Chapter 9: Demon Hunt (09)

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"It was me who asked me to delete the post, but what do you mean by asking me about this?" Luo Xiaolong became more and more gloomy and restless after the drug use could not be concealed, "It's better for the old man to make such a big incident outside, he doesn't care at all. Feeling that I was at fault, disregarding my shame, I stopped for a few days and then picked up my camera and took pictures of beautiful women everywhere, it was me and my mother who was embarrassed!"

Mingshu tapped on the table without changing his expression, "Just say as much as you know."

Luo Xiaolong was stunned for a moment, and then he realized: "This matter has something to do with the old man's murder?"

"You don't have the right to ask questions now." Mingshu was young, but when he had a cold face, he had the majesty of an elite detective, "I only have the obligation to cooperate with the investigation."

Luo Xiaolong's neck shrank, his eyes dodged, and after three minutes he reluctantly said, "I was out of town at the time, and my friend sent me the link. I was frightened when I saw it, if those netizens were really 'human flesh'. What, it must be more than the old man who is affected. When the information about our whole family is posted on the Internet, I will not be able to be a human being. So I begged my father to tell my grandmother, and I spent a lot of money on the relationship. Finally, I posted the post. They have all been deleted. In fact, it is impossible to delete all of them, but the rest are scattered and unpopular, and there will be new hot spots soon, so there will be no 'human flesh'."

Mingshu asked, "Have you mentioned this to Luo Xiangfu afterwards?"

"Why didn't you mention it?" Luo Xiaolong said, "He didn't repent and said I was making a fuss!"

"Did he tell the details of what happened?"

"I think about it... Hey, in fact, what's going on in detail? He just saw that the mother and daughter looked good-looking, and they were wearing parent-child clothes. He is an old man, and many people are too lazy to care about him, for fear of being deceived by him. That time, he happened to meet someone who was very unhappy, and the child was crying so much, which attracted the onlookers and was filmed and posted on the Internet. "

The person in charge of the record was a policewoman who shook her head when she heard this, looking unhappy.

Mingshu asked a few more questions, but Luo Xiaolong really couldn't say anything, "Isn't the old man killed because of such a thing? No way!"

Mingshu asked back: "Then what do you think? Do you know your father?"

Luo Xiaolong couldn't answer, his eyes were erratic, and he rubbed his hands together, "Then...then you have to arrest that woman and have a good trial! If she really killed the old man, I, I will definitely let her be punished by law. punish!"

"Now you're playing the role of a filial son?" Mingshu sneered, "When I asked Luo Xiangfu for money, when I pushed Luo Xiangfu, why didn't you have such filial piety?"

Luo Xiaolong's face suddenly became ugly.

Mingshu glanced at him and turned to leave.

He has been in the police for many years, and Mingshu has seen too many people like Luo Xiaolong. To say that they have no filial piety at all would be wrong. But late and insignificant filial piety cannot be counted as filial piety at all.

It's all self-deceiving disguise.

Mingshu sometimes feels that he actually has no filial piety.

He hadn't experienced much of the interaction of father's kindness and son's filial piety when he was a child. It was not his parents who grew up with him, but the elder brother and sister of the Xiao family next door, and Xiao Yuan.

Maybe the only son is very precious. When he was young, his body was not tough. As long as the seasons changed, he would definitely catch a cold. His grandfather and grandmother were both from the army, so strict and impersonal, his cold was nothing to them. He was afraid of the two old people, and he endured it when he was sick. It was really uncomfortable, so he went to climb Xiao Yu'an's window.

"Brother, I'm about to die."

To this day, he still remembers Xiao Yu'an's expression at that time, surprised, heartbroken and helpless.

Then pick him up and take him to the hospital.

At that time, Xiao Yuan's chest was still very thin, but for him, it was a warmth that he could never forget in his life.

I don't know if Xiao Yu'an was too much in his childhood, or if his parents really didn't care about him much. He has always been relatively indifferent when it comes to family relationships related to blood.

This is also the reason why at the age of seventeen or eighteen, in order to follow Xiao Yu'an, he would rather cut off relations with the Ming family.

Although the relationship with his family has eased a long time ago, the happiness of ordinary families does not exist. He and his parents are more non-interfering and let each other go.

And the one who accompanied him through his childhood and boyhood, and will always be with him in the future, is Xiao Yuan.

He took a long breath and suddenly came back to his senses, hearing Yi Fei calling him not far away.

The woman in yellow in the video has been taken to the serious crime unit.

The woman's name is Wen Yao, 27 years old, a single mother, working as a nurse in a private nursing center, and her daughter is 4 years old.

The field team wanted to take her to the inquiry room, but Mingshu saw her nervousness, so he invited her to the sunshade on the terrace and put a bottle of iced lemon juice in front of her.

"Thank you." Wen Yao's eyes were full of defense, holding the bottle of lemon juice in both hands, but did not immediately unscrew the bottle cap.

"I came to you today to find out about the forced shooting incident that you and your daughter experienced in August last year." Ming Shu was gentle and skillfully imitated Xiao Yu'an's tone of voice.

Wen Yao obviously should have been more nervous, but he gradually calmed down under the gaze of the handsome and gentle policeman in front of him, "It's been so long, I didn't call the police at that time, why are you still investigating now?"

The corpse dumping case in the popular science playground did not disclose the details, let alone who the victim was, so if Wen Yao had nothing to do with the case, she must not have known that Luo Xiangfu, who harassed her at the beginning, had died.

Mingshu nodded and didn't answer Wen Yao's question directly, "Do you remember when you were stopped by that old man?"

Wen Yao subconsciously tightened his fingers, "Of course I remember, I feel disgusting. If it's just me, then I might let him shoot. But my daughter is also there, and I don't want my daughter to appear in that kind of person's camera. !"

Mingshu said, "That kind of person?"

Wen Yao suddenly asked, "Mr. Policeman, is an old man worthy of respect and love? What if he is a vicious old man?"

Mingshu leaned back and said patiently, "I want to hear your opinion."

"I don't deny that there are many kind and noble old people in this world, but there are many more disgusting, mean, greedy old monsters!" Wen Yao gradually became excited, and after a few words, a grin appeared on his arm. Layers of goosebumps.

She was stroking goosebumps frequently, and Mingshu was watching her subtle body movements.

"I've seen a lot of people like that old man, and their eyes make me sick to the point of vomiting!" Wen Yao continued: "Do you think people have no desires when they're old? No, absolutely not! They're just old bodies. , other…”

Saying that, Wen Yao's cheeks flushed with anger, "It is precisely because of their physical weakness and powerlessness that their eyes on young women are even more wretched and explicit! I really, I have seen too many people! "

Mingshu remembered Wen Yao's occupation, a nursing home nurse. Dealing with old people who are dying all day long has made her irreversible disgust for the group of old people.

"When people get old, they become monsters and monsters." Wen Yao took a breath, calmed down, and continued: "I'll just say it plainly, I hate all the old people who do street photography. They really put gold on their faces. , What is 'capturing beauty', what is 'discovering beauty'. Do I agree with them to capture? What are they? If you see a woman dressed in fashion, you will follow up, if you have to take pictures, or stop them from leaving, You can't push them away! You tell me, isn't this harassment?"

The lemon juice has been put back on the table, still unscrewed. Mingshu brought it over, opened it, and placed it in front of Wen Yao again.

Wen Yao's chest heaved, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Mingshu smiled gently, "When you argued with the old man, did you think that it would be posted on the Internet afterwards?"

Wen Yao was silent for a long time, then suddenly pursed his lips and evoked a smug smile, "I know."

Mingshu: "Huh?"

"I did it on purpose." Perhaps because the policeman sitting in front of him was too charming and reliable, Wen Yao poured out the truth without realizing it, "Actually, it's not difficult to get rid of that old man, and it's not the first time I've been caught by him. Those kind of people who are entangled, used to get away quickly. But I got angry at the nursing home the day before - also an old man in his 60s, looking at me smugly, insisting that I feed him medicine, and let him I accompany him to the garden, posing in various poses for him to take pictures. We are a private nursing home, and the most important thing is service, I... I can't refuse him. If I don't cooperate, he will complain to the management. Last month One nurse was sued and suspended without pay. Unlike her, I'm a single mother and wages are very important to me."

Ming Shu frowned slightly, his eyes deepening.

"The next day I took a break and took my daughter to buy clothes, but I ran into the old man. He turned the camera on my daughter, and I suddenly felt very angry, as if the anger that I had accumulated had finally found an outlet." Wen Yaoshen Take a breath, "There were a lot of people around us at that time. I knew that as long as I cried out for help, those people would definitely come over, take pictures, record videos, and upload them online. So I picked up the child and talked to the old man. Arguing, while asking for help. The old man didn't give up, saying that my child is cute, and he just wanted to take pictures of us."

Mingshu said: "The process of your pulling was all filmed."

"Yes! It's all been photographed!" Wen Yao's pupils swayed, with a bit of gritted teeth, "Soon, I saw the old man and me posted on the Internet. Everyone is scolding the old man, and there are others. A disrespectful beast. But it didn't take long for the post to be deleted."

"Do you regret deleting the post?" Mingshu asked.

"Regret?" Wen Yao shook his head, "My goal has been achieved. If I didn't delete the post at that time, netizens might really go to 'human flesh'. Mr. Police, you may not understand the ecology of the Internet."

Mingshu pretended to be willing to hear the details.

"When an event develops to a climax, a reversal will inevitably occur." Wen Yao said: "It is best to stay before the 'human flesh'. If everyone goes to the old man of the 'human flesh', it will not only be a crime, but it may even throw dirty water in the end. On me. I just want to vent my emotions and teach him a lesson by the way, there is no need to be too extreme."

Ming Shu smiled, "'Human flesh' really shouldn't be."

After Wen Yao finished speaking, half a bottle of lemon juice went into his stomach, and only then did he realize that he might have said too much.

Many people are not good at controlling emotions and words. Under certain circumstances, as long as the listener is good at guiding with eyes and words, they can easily reveal all the thoughts in their minds. It wasn't until the confession was over that he realized that he shouldn't have said these words.

Wen Yao looked at Ming Shu uneasily.

Ming Shu replied with a faint smile, "How many of your relatives and friends know about this?"

Wen Yao thought for a while, "I know."

The concept of "all" is big, Mingshu didn't ask any further questions, got up and said, "Thank you for this trip today."

Wen Yao breathed a sigh of relief and got up, "I still don't quite understand. You asked me to come here to investigate the 'human flesh' incident?"

Mingshu stared into her eyes, shook his head after a few seconds, and the corners of his lips evoked an impeccable smile, "Don't worry, it's just a routine investigation."

The case has fallen into a deadlock. Many people around Luo Xiangfu have motives for committing the crime, but the crime may be ruled out in turn. As for the forced filming incident that once caused a lot of uproar on the Internet, although netizens were angry at the time, but after a year, let alone killing Luo Xiangfu, just a few people still remember this matter and have to put a question mark.

"Is Wenyao okay?" Fang Yuanhang said, "Netizens are forgetful, but as a witness, she shouldn't forget it so easily."

"You were influenced by her confession," Mingshu said.

Fang Yuanhang scratched his hair twice, "She deliberately guided people around to take pictures and record videos."

"That's why I said just now that you were affected." Mingshu threw a tea bag into the cup. "What if she led others to take pictures? Did Luo Xiangfu's behavior trouble her?"

Fang Yuanhang frowned and thought, "...Yes."

"In that dispute, she was the victim, but not the perfect victim. It's not right that you use her to induce others to suspect that she is related to the murder."

"Is she not suspicious at all?"

"According to my analysis, no. But you can check her relatives and friends in detail."

"I understand, I'll arrange it right away."

"Her sentence is very interesting." Mingshu narrowed his eyes, "-When people get old, they become monsters and monsters. Would the person who killed Luo Xiangfu also have this idea?"

Fang Yuanhang shuddered, "Does TA think TA is killing demons?"

Mingshu was about to pick up the water when he heard Xing Mu shout reluctantly at the door: "Leader, leader..."

Mingshu sighed, "Brother Xing, how many times have you said that, don't call me that. What kind of leader doesn't lead, aren't you my uncle?"

Of course, this is a joke. Xing Mu, a tall man of 1.8 meters, blushed with a "sharp", "I am not your uncle, you are me..."

Mingshu's eyes froze, "Shut up!"

Xing Mu immediately fell silent, looking pitiful, "Oh, oh."

Mingshu couldn't bear it, and his tone slowed down, "Brother Xing, what are you looking for me for?"

"I'm not looking for you." Xing Mu immediately cleared the relationship, "It was Bureau Xiao looking for you. I just passed by and was caught by him and asked to tell me something."

Mingshu's eyes moved indistinctly, "Okay, I'll go right now."