"How could such a thing happen? I thought it was just that the reporter was nervous." The boss casually flipped through Shi Lei's transcript.
I threw him the autopsy report sent by Liu Nian, and gave him a blank look: "The devil believes you!"
He smiled slyly, picked up the autopsy and read it for a moment, then asked, "Have you ever investigated the information of the deceased?"
I lit a cigarette and took a long puff before answering: "I did a rough investigation. He had a wife and children, a stable income, and he didn't leave a suicide note before his death. It doesn't look like suicide on the surface."
"Do you call this an investigation? It's just the information provided by the Criminal Investigation Bureau!" The boss stared at me with his small eyes.
I shrugged, "But they're treating this case as suicide."
The boss suddenly made a lion's roar and roared at me: "If they can handle it well, do we still need to take over? Why don't you go to the Rock Company to investigate!"
"Don't be so loud, I have no problem with my ears." I was yelled at by him so much that the cigarette fell out, almost burning my thighs. After I dispose of the cigarette butts and the ash from my body, I said angrily, "I will sooner or later at Locke. I will go too, but I want to take Shi Lei to see a psychiatrist first."
"Didn't the video already prove that he wasn't chasing shadows? Why would you take him to see your old face?" The boss showed an ambiguous smirk.
"What a good old look, don't say it so badly!" I rolled his eyes at him and said again: "Although the video can prove that what he said is true, but he has never been able to clearly describe the appearance of the mysterious man, give him The jigsaw puzzle guy is on the verge of breaking down."
"I'm a college student anyway, so my ability to express myself shouldn't be so bad!" The boss was slightly puzzled.
I shrugged helplessly: "Perhaps it wasn't a problem of expressiveness. He was in a state of half-dreaming and was greatly frightened. Now it will be difficult for him to accurately describe the appearance of the other party."
"Then you will go on a fair and aboveboard trip this time." The boss's cheesy smiling face really made people feel uncomfortable.
I felt a little exasperated and shouted: "I have to emphasize that this is for work, not for seeing old friends!"
"The tail pillow after the ghost shot, go to work!" This time, he really defeated the boss.
("Ghost Pillow Back Tail Pillow" is a Cantonese dialect, which means that after doing something wrong, you accidentally say something.)
After leaving the boss's room, Zhen Zhen and I took Shi Lei to the hospital where Xiao Na worked to ask her for help, hoping to use hypnotism to induce Shi Lei to describe the appearance of the mysterious person who appeared outside the window. Because the details of the other party are not known, the investigation cannot be carried out at all.
Because she had spoken to Xiaona on the phone beforehand, she was ready when we arrived and could perform hypnotism on Shi Lei at any time. Although it was not the first time that she and Zhen Zhen had met, I always felt a little awkward when they walked together, although on the surface they could still talk and laugh.
After Xiaona asked Shi Lei to enter her clinic, let us wait outside the door for a while. Every time she performs hypnotism, she never lets a third party watch. Even though I have spent nearly four years with her, I have never seen how she hypnotizes people. Her hypnotism has always been so mysterious to me that I only got to know her because of her hypnotherapy.
Every time I was waiting for Xiaona to perform hypnotism, I would unconsciously recall how she hypnotized me, but I couldn't remember each time, as if I had never been hypnotized by her.
"Are you reminiscing about the past romances?" Zhen Zhen suddenly asked, not without jealousy, pulling me back from my contemplation to reality.
I smiled slightly: "You don't mind, do you?"
She rolled her eyes at me and said, "Who cares about you, don't be sentimental!"
Just when I was about to give Zhen Zhen a few words, Xiao Na and Shi Lei walked out of the consultation room. Judging from her far-fetched smile, her hypnosis on Shi Lei didn't seem to have the desired effect. Sure enough, she walked in front of us and said apologetically, "Although he still remembers everything that happened that night, and he can even count the details of the mysterious man's body shape, clothing and other details, but He just couldn't describe the other person's appearance clearly. No matter what method I used, his answer was just a 'national character face, thick eyebrows and big eyes'."
Shi Lei bowed his head embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I've caused you trouble."
I patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "It's not your fault, relax, don't worry about it." Although I said so, I was very worried. What Locke does is "living the dead". Not long ago, a person died inexplicably. Now that he has encountered such a terrible strange thing, it seems irresponsible to say that there is no connection. However, he couldn't clearly describe what the mysterious person he saw that night looked like, and trying to figure it out was like looking for a needle in a haystack.
"Why don't we ask Master Mu for help, maybe he will have a solution." Zhen Zhen suggested.
Since even Xiaona's hypnotism couldn't make Shi Lei remember the appearance of the mysterious person, he had no choice but to ask Master Mu for help. After all, he has a special research on strange things, so maybe there is a way.
After saying goodbye to Xiaona, I called Viagra and asked him to contact Master Mu Gezhang to ask him if there was any solution to our current problem. Although I have known Master Mu for a while, I still don't know his contact information. He is a very strange person. Although every time we asked him for help, he would not shirk, but whenever I asked him for contact information, he always said, "Just let Xiao Wei find me." Every time I had to go through Viagra to find him.
Viagra called me back shortly after: "I have already told Master Mu about the situation, and he said that there is a person who might be able to help. This person's name is Lian Xiaoyu, an illustrator, he should be at home at this time, you go ..." He gave me an address, and then added: "Master Mu seems to be very interested in this matter. He said that if we encounter other difficulties, we can ask him for help at any time."
After hanging up the phone, we went to the illustrator named Lian Xiaoyu according to Viagra's address, although I don't know how he can help with this incident. Because no matter how good his painting skills are, it is impossible for him to draw the mysterious person Shi Lei mentioned by just one sentence "face with Chinese characters, thick eyebrows and big eyes". However, I don't think Master Mu will let us run away in vain.
Painter Lian lives in a quiet residential area. We couldn't find the doorbell in front of his house, so we had to knock on the door. I knocked on the steel door for a long time, and even my hand hurt, and there was still no movement inside the door. It seemed that he must have gone out. However, just as we were about to leave, the door suddenly opened, and a slightly fat man in his early thirties stood inside the door and stared at me viciously, roaring in a low voice: "Who are you, knock on my door and do it? Well?"
I think this fat man is probably the person we're looking for, but looking at the way he looks like he wants to kill, it doesn't seem easy to ask him for help. However, since you have already come, you might as well tell the other party about your intention first: "Mr. Lian, hello, we are the police, and it was Master Mu Gezhang who introduced us..."
As soon as I said Master Mu's name, his murderous face disappeared immediately, replaced by a kind smile: "It turns out that you are Master Mu's friends, please come in, please come in, come in and talk." Then he invited us Enter the house.
He invited us to sit down in the living room and explained to us that he was thinking of an illustration just now, and when he quarreled with us, the inspiration ran out, so he was so angry.
I said apologetically, "I'm so sorry to disturb your work."
He smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, you can do it for a long time. Anyway, this illustration is not in a hurry. Master Mu is my benefactor, and you are his friends and my friends. How can I neglect my friends! Ouch, I forgot to pour tea for you, please wait a moment." After that, he got up and poured tea.
I took the opportunity to pay attention to the surrounding layout while he was pouring tea. The living room is simple, bright, and well organized. Unlike most creative people, the house is messy like a dog kennel. However, I soon found out that it didn't seem to be his fault, because I found a few women's magazines under the coffee table, and I thought he was living with his girlfriend.
The reason I thought he was living with a girlfriend and not a married man was because of the pictures that hung all over the living room walls. These pictures include oil paints, scans, landscape paintings, and portraits. Most of them are portraits of a heroic girl. More than half of the pictures are painted by her. I think she should be the hostess of this house. However, although the living room is full of pictures, there is not a single wedding photo, which shows that they are not married yet.
"I made you wait for a long time..." Painter Lian said after serving us hot tea, "Do you have anything to do with me?"
"It's like this..." Zhen Zhen explained our intention, hoping that he could draw the appearance of the mysterious person Shi Lei met.
Shi Lei said embarrassedly: "I only remember that the other party has a Chinese character face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and there is no other impression."
"It's okay!" Painter Lian gave Shi Lei a consoling smile, then stood up and closed the curtains in the living room.
Although I don't understand why he did this, this is his home, of course I can't say much about it. The curtains in the living room are very thick and dark in color. As soon as you pull it up, the whole living room will be darkened immediately. Although you can't reach your fingers, you can only barely see the things in the living room. After he closed the curtains, he sat in front of Shi Lei and said softly, "Don't be nervous, relax, close your eyes, and try to remember the person's appearance."
After Shi Lei closed his eyes as he meant, he put his hands on the other person's shoulders gently, closed his eyes, and said softly again: "Very good, try to recall again, yes, that's it, and then Think about it, think about it again..."
"I'm sorry, I really can't remember." Shi Lei suddenly opened his eyes, and immediately hugged his head apologetically.
Seeing Shi Lei's appearance, I thought it was a waste of time this time, but painter Lian actually smiled: "It's okay, you did a good job, I've 'see' it clearly."
I haven't figured out what he meant by "see", so he just took out a picture book from under the coffee table and put it on the coffee table, not knowing that he took out a charcoal pen from that pocket and put it on the picture book first. Draw a cross, and then concentrate on painting. The right hand brushes the dragon and the snake, the left hand does not rest, and the five fingers are used together to point or wipe, without the slightest hesitation in every movement, as if he is drawing a picture that has been hidden in his heart for many years. After a while, the eyes, eyebrows, nose, lips, face shape They are presented one by one in the picture book.
It didn't take him much time to draw the scan, and although it didn't take much time, it came to life. What is shown in front of us at this time is a half-length portrait of a middle-aged man, with a Chinese character face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a kind face, a smile at the corners of his mouth, and neat overalls. I really don't believe that he can draw such a lifelike portrait with just a word of "national character face, thick eyebrows and big eyes", when he was about to ask, Zhen Zhen suddenly exclaimed: "Hey, we didn't seem to have said that just now. People are wearing work clothes!" I just remembered that none of us mentioned the word "work clothes" just now, how did he know that the mysterious man Shi Lei saw was wearing work clothes
"It's him, it's him I saw that night!" Shi Lei held the scanned portrait he just drew with trembling hands, with a look of surprise on his face.
"Are you sure?" I was also surprised by the sudden change.
Shi Lei nodded again and again: "I couldn't remember it before, but now that I saw this portrait, the face that was blurred in my memory immediately became clear. I can be sure that this is what he looked like!"
"It's amazing. With just one sentence, you can draw a portrait that even the client can't remember!" I expressed my heartfelt admiration to Painter Lian.
"Actually, I didn't draw the portrait based on his simple description, but based on the trace of sadness on his body." Painter Lian smiled humbly, and explained to us under our doubtful eyes—
Since you are a friend of Master Mu, you must have heard him say a set of explanations about the power of mind. The "residual thoughts" I said also came from his explanation.
After a person dies, it is possible to leave behind thought power, and thought power is a form of energy. Since it is energy, it will be consumed. The so-called soul is like the charcoal pen in my hand, no matter where it leaves traces, it will consume its own energy, and when it is exhausted, it will be scattered. However, although the main body of the soul will always dissipate one day, the traces left behind will not be easily erased, and these traces are what I call "residual thoughts"!
I have been troubled by residual thoughts since I was a child. As long as I touch an object or pass by a stranger, all kinds of strange images will appear in my mind. Sometimes it is a kind-hearted old man lying on the bed and smiling slightly, but sometimes it is a hideous villain who is ready to slash with a knife, and sometimes it is even the scene of a car accident with blood flowing. These sudden pictures have troubled me for a long time. I always thought I had hit an evil spirit. It was not until I met Master Mu that I realized that this was a talent bestowed on me by God.
Master Mu said that my physique is very special. From a scientific point of view, my magnetic field is different from that of ordinary people, and it is easy to receive external brain waves and convert these brain waves into images in my mind.
He said that since God gave me this ability, I should make good use of it and try my best to help those in need. Because I am an art student, and my painting skills are good, he often introduces some people whose relatives have passed away but have no photos of them to come to me and ask me to help them paint portraits of their deceased relatives...
"Are you sure this person is dead?" This is a very important question.
He nodded affirmatively: "Before someone asked me to draw a portrait of a relative who had been missing for a long time, but no matter how much I concentrated, the face of that person didn't appear in my mind, so I had to let the other party come back disappointed. However, later they gave I called and said the missing relative was alive and had been in contact with the family."
So, the person in the painting must be dead, and his "soul" is constantly searching for himself... Is it really as Shi Lei thought, that he died unexpectedly and the body can't be buried in the ground for safety? It seems that I must make a trip to Locke.