I heard Zhang Xue's inner cry and followed Zhang Xue around to look for Jiang Yongning. The dream no longer jumps, but continues with inertia. Zhang Xue searched for her for a long time, listening to the people around her scolding Jiang Yongning, staring at Qin Yijuan angrily, but unable to do anything. It wasn't until she had an idea and followed the police investigating the case that she arrived at Jiang Yongning's home one day.
Jiang Yongning lives in an apartment. Paint was thrown on the door of the apartment. His parents looked stern and calm. Jiang Yongning hid in the bedroom, closed the doors and windows, drew the curtains, curled up, and refused to cooperate with the police investigation.
Zhang Xue's shouting stopped and turned into soft sobs.
The court ruled that Jiang Yongning was not guilty. The family members of the deceased, filled with hatred, chased and intercepted the Jiang family. Zhang Xue saw his haggard parents, and then looked at Jiang Yongning who had turned into a walking corpse, and felt only empty in his heart.
I wanted to comfort this girl who had experienced a huge change at the age of eighteen, but there was nothing I could do. I could only watch her wandering in the world. Her parents were so grieved that after their divorce, they started their own families and deliberately forgot about their daughter. Zhang Xue's heart felt like death, and she stayed on the campus of No. 18 Middle School.
One night in the middle of the night, she saw Jiang Yongning who had climbed over the wall and entered the school. Jiang Yongning dressed up in disguise and covered his face. He was skinny and skinny at that time, and his movements over the wall were very clumsy. He walked around the teaching building several times, found an unlocked window, climbed in, and reached the classroom. Jiang Yongning gasped for breath, searching for clues in the classroom that had not been rebuilt after being burned down. Judging from his appearance, he didn't know what he was looking for or how to find it.
Zhang Xue followed Jiang Yongning. Jiang Yongning has already moved and is preparing to move out of this city. During the day, he read books on criminal investigation, and at night, he sneaked into the school to look for clues.
Jiang Yongning made a list of suspects. Relying on the underdeveloped Internet at the time, he found any suspicious prisoners: wanted criminals, prisoners released from prison, suspicious persons who had been detained... He did not expect Qin Yijuan.
The investigation lasted twenty-one years.
In this way, Zhang Xue witnessed the handsome and cowardly boy turn into a taciturn freak at close range, and closed himself up to investigate the truth of the arson case. He even had a quarrel with his parents over this, and was alone. He ate the simplest instant noodles and takeaways, studied criminology books all day long, investigated the suspects himself, hired detectives, and used all kinds of methods.
In the twenty-first year, Zhang Xue saw a photo given to him by the detective hired by Jiang Yongning.
"Is this your class teacher Qin Yijuan back then? When it comes to suspicion, she is the biggest suspect. She has the time and means to commit the crime."
"How is that possible?" Jiang Yongning made a dull voice, his tone was calm, like an emotionless robot.
"The police suspected her back then, and the investigation results were the same as yours. There was no evidence, but they prosecuted you instead of her. Because public opinion was not good for you, the families of the deceased needed an outlet. They believed you were the prisoner."
Zhang Xue couldn't understand, and Jiang Yongning continued to keep his expressionless.
I sighed silently.
Such a major case had to be solved, but no clues or murderer could be found. Under the double pressure of the Jiang family and the family of the deceased, the police department threw the case away and left it to the court to make the final decision. This is a case that the police know they cannot win, and only those outsiders will cry out that the law is unfair.
"There is no evidence." Jiang Yongning said.
"It's not that there is no evidence at all." The detective took out a piece of information, "Qin Yijuan received a period of psychological treatment four years ago, and has been controlling her condition since then. More than twenty years ago, psychiatrists were rare. Our country had no idea about this profession at that time. Qin Yijuan said that it was for psychological treatment, rather than for the treatment of neurasthenia. She had the habit of taking sleeping pills. In other words, she had ways to buy sleeping pills. At that time, the conditions for autopsy were limited. However, to control more than thirty people to stay in the fire scene, it is not enough to seal the doors and windows. She should have mixed sleeping pills in the food, given them to the deceased, and then set the fire."
Jiang Yongning's hand holding the paper was shaking, "The police found alcohol at the scene."
"It is possible for people who are going on a trip to drink to cheer up the journey, but it is impossible for them all to get drunk." The detective said bluntly.
Jiang Yongning's thick knuckles bulged with force, "There is no motive for committing the crime."
"The reason why Qin Yijuan received psychological treatment was that her daughter died of rape and murder. When she was found, she was a naked corpse. It was very... tragic." The detective added, "Her daughter died on the eve of the college entrance examination when she was eighteen years old. "
"You're talking nonsense! Did Teacher Qin kill a student in our class just because of something like this?" Jiang Yongning burst out in anger and hammered the table.
Zhang Xue screamed in her heart: "Jiang Yongning, that's her... that's her..."
"This is my reasoning. It can only be said to be reasoning without any evidence. If she really committed the crime, she has been thinking about killing you since she was in your class in the first year of high school. In three years, she slowly accumulated sleeping pills, alcohol and Gasoline. When the crime occurs, the police will investigate and will not find her purchase records." The detective was very calm.
"This is impossible!" Jiang Yongning's face was ferocious and twisted, and the face that was so bloated that you couldn't see the appearance of the handsome young man back then was filled with grief and anger.
"Mr. Jiang, this is the result of my investigation."
Jiang Yongning became angry and lost consciousness for several days.
Zhang Xue has been talking and crying beside him, but her voice cannot reach his ears, not even herself. Her voice was broken, and even if she became a ghost, she could not speak or identify the murderer.
Jiang Yongning spent another two years escaping and accepting the fact that the biggest suspect was not the murderer who fled to Minqing City, but Qin Yijuan, their class teacher who had been with them day and night for three years.
However, there is no evidence. The police couldn't find the evidence back then, the best detectives couldn't find the evidence, and Jiang Yongning couldn't find it either.
He has been tortured for twenty-three years. The most difficult thing is the last two years. He doesn't want to believe it, but he has to believe it.
Jiang Yongning couldn't bear it anymore and went to school to confront Qin Yijuan.
Qin Yijuan denied coldly: "I am very sad about their death, and I also think I am at fault. If I could care more about you and them, things would not have happened. I should not have agreed to you gathering in the middle of the night and setting off for a trip. "
Jiang Yongning's expression relaxed.
"It's not Teacher Qin." Jiang Yongning made a scene and left the school, "Who is it? Who else could it be..."
"It's her! It's her!" Zhang Xue's heart boiled.
I felt the fire rising.
Jiang Yongning stopped and looked back at the teaching building.
Stop investigating, there will be no results... Jiang Yongning, don't waste your life on us anymore. We are already dead!
The vision moved downwards and turned into darkness. Zhang Xue should be squatting on the ground, holding his head and crying.
"Are you still here?"
Qin Yijuan's voice woke up Zhang Xue.
His vision lit up again, and he looked around and found Qin Yijuan standing in front of him, and Jiang Yongning sitting in the corner. Jiang Yongning looked at the teaching building blankly.
It's past school time, even the senior high school students have left after school. The path at the back of the school is deserted.
Zhang Xue stared at Qin Yijuan with hatred. Through Zhang Xue's eyes, I saw the sarcasm and hatred in Qin Yijuan's eyes. Announcement: Biquge app is online, supporting Android and Apple. Please follow the WeChat official account to download and install: appxsyd (press and hold for three seconds to copy)