Coincidentally, when Sheng Yao called in, Jiang Hu happened to be calling back, and both sides were busy.
Knowing that they were also busy there, Jiang Hu put down the phone, and together with Shen Yexi and the others searched for the household registration files of the surname Meng.
Dongqing is a relatively traditional place. It used to be a village. In recent years, the tourism industry has risen, and it has gradually become known to outsiders. It used to be quite closed. There are only five or six common surnames in the town. The others are from later. immigrated from abroad. The old household registration police said that there were very few people with the surname Meng in the town, and after searching for a long time, they found three families.
At this time, Sheng Yao's call finally came in again.
As soon as Sheng Yao picked up the phone, he said, "Xiao Jiang, there is a person, please pay attention."
Jiang Hu asked: "Meng Qingzi?"
"Yes... eh?" Sheng Yao was taken aback, "How do you know?"
A few thoughts quickly turned in Jiang Hu's mind, and he asked, "You suddenly noticed this person, did he go to the bureau again?"
Sheng Yao choked for a while: "Damn, Jiang Hu, are you crazy?"
"It's not difficult to guess, that smart bastard has been trying to interfere with our investigation since the first day we went to Huachuang." Jiang Hu's words were particularly smooth, "What did you tell him?"
Sheng Yao smiled: "What can I tell him? He came over like a representative of the National People's Congress, and opened his mouth to ask on behalf of the organization. What else can I tell him? It has already been posted by someone. I checked him background, guess what?"
"I walked out of Dongqing Town ten years ago." Jiang Hu said.
"You kid is so annoying, you won't let me sell you at all." Sheng Yao said with a smile, "Yes, he changed his name, he used to be called Meng Xiaozhu."
"Meng Xiaozhu?" Jiang Hu repeated, also for the other three people present, Shen Yexi started to rummage, but the old household registration policeman seemed to remember something, suddenly frowned, and slowly He asked eagerly, "You mean...Meng Xiaozhu?"
Shen Yexi paused: "Do you know this person?"
The old household registration policeman hesitated for a moment with a strange expression: "Yes... We used to have a child named Meng Xiaozhu, and we haven't heard from him for many years. His old house is still there, and we don't know where he went. "
Sheng Yao said: "This person has traveled to many places and changed many jobs. He never stayed in one place for long, and finally stayed at Huachuang. But just now I called to ask, because of customer complaints, the relationship between colleagues It's not particularly good either, the store plans to resign him as soon as the contract expires."
Shen Yexi grabbed Jiang Hu's mobile phone: "Sheng Yao, don't be too polite, first arrest and detain him, I said, why are you so active, I dare to have a ghost in my heart."
Sheng Yao yelled strangely: "Come on, right away, I love arresting people the most." He put down the phone and ran away.
Here, Jiang Hu and Shen Yexi, led by the old household registration police, set off to find the old house of the Meng family.
The veteran household registration policeman said: "It's been so many years since I said it. At that time, people could walk and die, so no one remembers it. This child... this child really committed crimes."
Jiang Hu vaguely guessed some facts, followed Shen Yexi without saying a word, and listened quietly.
"Meng Xiaozhu's father is a bastard who is not as good as a pig or a dog. When his mother was alive, the couple had a good relationship and were restrained. But after Meng Xiaozhu was born, Meng Xiaozhu's mother's health was not good, and her illness was crooked. That's crooked, she leaves every two years. The girl is pretty, and they say it was a flower stuck in cow dung..." The old household registration policeman shook his head, "To be honest, no one can tell what happened to other people's family. But as soon as she left, Meng Xiaozhu's father, Meng Hongwen, hated this poor child. It's fine if he doesn't pay attention to it, but if he drinks too much... if he drinks too much, he can do anything."
"What does he do?" Shen Yexi asked.
"Hey, beating and scolding is commonplace. Our kid was in the same class as Meng Xiaozhu at that time. When the kid came back to school, he said that Meng Xiaozhu's arms were covered with bruises, one by one. My mother and I didn't believe it. What? How can a father beat a child like that? Tiger poison doesn’t eat children.” The old household registration policeman shook his head and sighed, “But one time, when it was raining, I went to pick up my son from school, and I happened to see Meng Xiaozhu with the old man on his forehead. There was a bloody cut, scab formed, and blood foamed out when I moved too much, I was startled, so I asked him how he did it, and he said he fell while walking."
"How old am I, do I still know what kind of wounds can be caused by a fall? Then something happened... There is a girl next door to Meng Xiaozhu's house. Like a wild boy, she can do everything from climbing trees to houses. , once climbed to the wall to play, and saw Meng’s yard.” The old registered policeman paused, a little embarrassed, “She said... She said Meng Xiaozhu was shameless. The adults asked her why Meng Xiaozhu was shameless, The girl said that seeing Meng Xiaozhu naked in the yard, his father was whipping him."
Shen Yexi and Jiang Hu looked at each other without making a sound.
The old registered police officer shuddered: "The girl and her mother were terrified, and moved away not long after. Later, Meng Hongwen suddenly fell ill and died. Everyone said that he drank so much. Sooner or later, there will be such a day. The poor , there was only one child left, and not long after, he left alone. In fact, the child who did this kind of thing now is also... Alas! This generation of people!"
He stopped, and the old house in front of him was mottled with old colors, the shade of the old trees fell down, the stones were dim, and a pear tree was planted in the yard. When the wind blows, the snow-white petals flutter fall down.
The old household registration policeman said, "This is it."
Xiao Li was a good crafter, so he opened the lock in twos and threes. Jiang Hu stepped on the petals and walked over, his eyes stayed on the lock: "The Meng family has been unoccupied for ten years, why is the lock not rusted?"
The old household registration police also came over to take a look: "Huh? Really, it shouldn't be... It's Meng Xiaozhu who came back? Why didn't he say hello to the old neighbor?"
Open the door and enter the courtyard, the pear blossom petals are all over the courtyard, it seems that the ground is covered, only the room is dark and gloomy. In the north, the wind is strong in spring, and the petals are blown around by the wind, and many of them are caught in the window cracks, as if they are covered with a layer of white borders. Jiang Hu said: "I seem to understand why he has such a soft spot for the Flower Window Bar."
Shen Yexi looked around the yard, and finally set his eyes on the pear tree. He walked over, squatted under the tree pit, and suddenly beckoned to Jiang Hu: "Paste, come here."
"Huh?" Jiang Hu came over and saw Shen Yexi pointing at a bug that came out of the ground, "I... am not very familiar with insects."
"It's called a hammer beetle, and it's also called a burial bug in some places. It likes to eat dead animals." He stopped, Jiang Hu's expression was a little serious, and the old household registration policeman and Xiao Li were frightened.
"Borrow some tools from fellow villagers, dig them out and have a look." Shen Yexi ordered.
The four men were really efficient, and it didn't take long before they dug the pit to the bottom. Xiao Li looked at the things at the bottom with a pale face, and a piece of pear blossom petal fell on his face. The snow-white petals were in a daze, and then suddenly turned around, vomiting continuously.
Holding the shovel, the old household registration policeman opened his eyes wide, his lips quivered as he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything. Shen Yexi's cell phone rang, and Sheng Yao said: "He was caught, this bastard still refused to give in, he insisted that his last victim was locked up in a place where no one could find him."
"Where is the last victim?" Shen Yexi asked.
"We found this man's ip. The Internet police comrades have fleshed him out. I just called to confirm. This idiot is watching TV at home, but it's true. He said that Meng Qingzi just called to ask him out. I came out before, but I refused because I was not feeling well." Sheng Yao paused, "Hey, by the way, have you been to Meng Qingzi's house? He said his house is full of works of art, and told you not to rummage around."
Shen Yexi's eyes moved down, and he said in a low voice: "Here, I also found his things—"
In the big pit about two to three meters wide, countless corpses were buried, some of which had long since turned into white bones, and some still had carrion attached to their bodies. Beetles happily burrowed among the carrion, The smell of earth came with a smell of decay, and the pear petals were still falling.
Jiang Hu turned around and asked the old household registration policeman who had been stunned for a long time: "Then Meng Hongwen, what does he look like?"
The old household registration policeman seemed unable to react, and stretched out his hand to gesture: "So tall, not fat, and, and..."
"Is it similar to Yao Jiao?" Jiang Hu asked softly.
The old household registration policeman looked at him in horror.
It turned out that for so many years, he had been murdering his own father. Time and time again, Jiang Hu looked up at the blooming flowers and felt that the yard was getting darker and colder.
Injury and being hurt is a deadlock that goes round and round.
Jiang Hu and Shen Yexi left Dongqing Town the next day, and the case was finally settled. A few days later, Yao Jiao's sister returned to China supported her mother to claim Yao Jiao's body. An Yining suddenly felt that Yao Jiao's mother seemed to have aged ten years in just a few days. I can't even get up straight. Su Junzi asked strangely afterwards: "If he buried Yao Jiao in his own yard, no one would probably find out. Why?"
"Because... killing people can no longer satisfy him." Jiang Hu said—he killed people more and more frequently, but gradually, he discovered that killing these people who looked like his father and himself could not satisfy him. Filling the hole in his heart, the hole in his heart was filled with distorted childhood at first, and then began to fill the corpse. At the beginning, the person who died in his hands made him extremely excited, as if he had lived with great power .
Slowly, he fell in love with this feeling, and found someone to kill again and again. No one knew what other means he had besides the secret blog. He was immersed in this art of killing And cannot extricate themselves. But he found that these could no longer satisfy him. The corpses buried in the soil were all the same, and there was nothing new, so he decided to play an exciting game.
Display Yao Jiao's body in broad daylight.
It made him feel more powerful—like a monarch who can kill people, like an assassin who can kill people at any time. This was so exciting and interesting that he couldn't even restrain himself from the urge to go to the police station to spy and laugh at the other party.
The curse of Narcissus finally came true.
Most of the happy families in the world are the same, but every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way. How did the blood-linked parent-child relationship become like this
No one can tell.
There is no shortage of tragedy in this world, Oedipus plot or something, or just a kind of tragedy—
After returning from a business trip for several days, Jiang Hu rushed into the bathroom to take a shower as soon as he got home. When he came out, he found Shen Yexi waiting for him on the sofa, with his hands crossed and his chin pressed: "paste , shall we talk?"