Madness of the Heart

On Sunday, the city center was full of people. In the M.E.S mall with the best location, every shop is crowded with men and women who come out on the weekend to hang out. Even the Shuhan Café, which is located in the corner of the mall and usually deserted and depressed, is crowded and bustling.

Book Han Cafe sells books as well as coffee and tea. It is a chain beverage store with cultural and sentimental cards. It entered Dongye City a few years ago and has opened around office buildings and residential buildings for more than ten years. Directly managed homes, the books have not sold much, and they rely on expensive drinks to maintain their operations.

In Shuhan, the cheapest cup of coffee also costs 50 yuan, and the solar term drinks launched a few months earlier cost as much as 70 yuan. Customers can take a book and sit in the consumer area after buying a cup, and there is no one to remind them from opening the door in the morning until closing at night.

It is really rare in Dongye City to sell coffee to 60 or 70 drink shops. Shuhan's relatively high personal consumption has driven away some potential customers, and the books in the store attract customers who like to read. Therefore, compared with other coffee shops, Shuhan's consumption area is extremely quiet. Even if people want to talk, they will subconsciously lower the volume.

But this is only a working day.

Once the weekend is overcrowded everywhere, Shuhan is bound to receive uncontrollable guests.

There is a large indoor children’s play area on the first floor of the M.E.S shopping mall, and Shuhan Cafe is the closest beverage shop to this play area.

Young parents are more inclined to bring their tired children to Shuhan to drink a milkshake, eat a plate of dessert, and by the way pick a few children's books on the shelf.

With children in the quiet consumption area, it instantly became a noisy "hardest hit area".

She Qun is preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination this year. She has a membership card in Shuhan. He came early to occupy the best position. The table is full of learning materials. In the first few hours, he can focus on studying, and he can play a few noisy children. When he entered the store, he could no longer concentrate on the exercises.

The children were curious about knowledge, and while flipping through the books, they asked loudly: "Mom, what is this? Mom, why are we sitting here?"

She Qun's thoughts were interrupted, and she repeatedly turned his head back and stared at those father, son, mother and son who seemed to be noisy and noisy, but there was nothing he could do-he didn't have the courage to walk over and remind the other party that there should be no noise here. What makes him even more headache is that the kid who asks "what and why" is the most "quiet" category in the bookstore.

Even more terrifying are the "little lunatics" who screamed and ran around and howled.

She Qun was irritated and scratched his head, feeling that he was going crazy by these "little lunatics".

He raised his eyes from the thick pile of materials and observed the customers who were disturbed like himself. He found that everyone was embarrassed, frowning, and gritted teeth. One of the men straightened his back frequently and was heavy. sigh.

He was familiar with this man. He was in his thirties and had a membership card like him. He often sits in his northeast corner, ordering a cup of mint tea, holding a book, and looking at it for a whole day.

Half a month ago, he was curious for a while. When the man left the shop and let him go, he peeped at the books on the other side's desk and found that they were all suspenseful horror novels.

As a test-prep candidate who cherishes time and money, he really does not understand why this little-spoken man can spend so much time reading "free books".

The man is about 1.7 meters tall, with triangular eyes, protruding cheekbones, a pair of black-framed glasses, a long-sleeved T-shirt and worn-out jeans. He always walks with his head down and a hunchback. He is probably a failed social man. Maybe it was because he lost his job that he came to Shuhan to kill time.

Thinking about it this way, She Qun couldn't help but "tsk".

A young man of his age has not experienced any failure at work. He has infinite enthusiasm for his studies and career. The most despised are social people who are self-willing and degenerate.

Not long after, the man returned to the consumption area, and She Qun quickly put the book in his hand back. The man obviously noticed his actions, but he didn't reveal the doubts and dissatisfaction he should have. When the two passed by, their eyes met briefly, and She Qun saw anxiety, depression, and mediocrity in each other's eyes.

Useless man-She Qun thought so at the time.

But at this moment, it was this mediocre man who stood up, raised his head and walked towards the bar, asking the staff to remind customers with children to pay attention to the volume.

She Qun was quite surprised, supported his chin and watched the man return to his seat.

Soon, a male staff member showed the young parents the sign "Don't disturb others to read" with a smile, and the consumption area became quiet.

She Qun breathed a sigh of relief, secretly saying that this "waste middle-aged man" was not entirely useless.

However, the good times didn't last long. The silence lasted only five minutes. The children cried and made trouble again, and the parents seemed helpless.

She Qun slapped the pen on the table with a "slap", couldn't bear it, and complained to his friends on the phone: fucking! Children should not be allowed in places like bookstores! It's not McDonald's, it's not KFC! What books are they reading? Do you understand? I haven't finished my question today!

The man stood up again, instead of going to the bar this time, he went straight to the direction where the noise came from.

She Qun heard the man say in a harsh tone: "Take care of the children, they are so noisy!"

Parents apologized quietly and pretended to teach their ignorant children.

The silence that the man exchanged lasted for two minutes, and the consumption area was fried again. Some parents symbolically make a "hush" gesture to the yelling child, and more do not care at all, even playing cartoons on their tablets.

She Qun had been numbed by the noise, so she simply gave herself a vacation, put on headphones and "turned on the black" with her friends. Yu Guangxuan saw the man reminding the parents at least five times.

"Damn, there is perseverance!" There is no lack of sarcasm in his tone, but also with a kind of good show.

"Why don't you come back? What bookstore to go to on weekends." My friend said, "Is our library quieter than a bookstore?"

"It's not too quiet, I need proper white noise."

"The child's voice is called'black noise', right? Tsk tsk, it's silly to reason with the child and the parent. Who the **** listens to it? Parents who are really qualified are reminded to take the child once or twice. I'm gone, and I'm still there to toss about it now, most of them don't have quality in their heads!"

After a few rounds, She Qun wiped his face, realizing that today is really a waste, and he was about to pack up and go back to school, and he would just go to the library. Suddenly, the table that made the most noise had a new trend-wear. The woman in the navy blue dress stood up with a pack of tissues in her hand, as if she was going to the bathroom. A monkey-like boy hugged her leg tightly, his voice was hoarse, and he couldn't bear to shut his mouth.

"Mom! Where are you going? Don't go! Watch cartoons with me!"

After the woman calmed down for a long time, the "monkey" refused to let go, but instead yelled more vigorously as if "people are coming crazy". The woman got angry too, said two or three heavy words, and threw the "monkey" on the spot, and walked straight to the bathroom outside the bookstore.

He was usually spoiled, and the "monkey" stayed for a few seconds, and suddenly broke out with earth-shattering crying, causing everyone in the consumption area to look at him.

She Qun subconsciously looked at the man who got up several times, feeling a murderous aura without warning.

In his cognition, the man shouldn't even talk about murderousness, even resentment.

He almost thought he had an illusion.

At this moment, the books piled on the man's desk, the top one was written with a row of characters—they are all damned!

She Qun swallowed and his pupils shrank slightly. In his sight, the man's face was gloomy, and he took something out of the backpack he carried and pinched it in his hand, as he did the previous few times, slowly walked to the "monkey".

Except for She Qun, no one perceives the danger. And She Qun was already standing beside his seat, his heart beating wildly, as if in a daze.

"Monkey" was still yelling, even grinning at the man, with a voice like a little monster: "I just want to make trouble! I just want to make noise! ​​My mother bought me water, and I—"

The following words came to an abrupt end as the man stabbed his right hand forward.

When the man inserted the dagger in his hand into the boy's throat, the consumption area was as quiet as a tomb, and everyone stood there, as if they didn't understand what was going on.

Blood gurgled from the arteries of the boy's neck, and the smell of blood went from thin to strong, like a sharp needle piercing people's numb nerves.

Until then, no one screamed in shock—

"Ah! It's murdered!"

The crowd was centered on men, and it faded away like a tide. The man "sucked" the dagger from the boy's neck. The boy fell to the ground in vain like a piece of dead wood, his limbs convulsed violently, and his throat made a dry and terrible breathing sound.

She Qun's pupils were almost pressed tightest, his eyes were staring at the man without blinking, his lips trembled unconsciously, and blood rushed straight into his forehead.

The mediocrity in the man's eyes has disappeared, replaced by madness and cruelty, and it seems that several blood bursts have burst out. The tip of the dagger dripping with blood pointed directly at the crowd. For a while, the air was solidified by fear, squeezing the eyes of witnesses like a boulder. Several children whose parents were not present were crying in low voices, while the adults on the scene, from staff to customers, were frightened or cowardly, but none came forward.

The boy whose throat was pierced finally stopped moving. The man pulled out a grinning smile, and immediately grabbed the child closest to him at an extremely fast speed.

The child’s cries of horror were like a horn of fleeing, She Qun was the first to rush out of the consumption area, followed by escapers scrambling to escape.

Many people shouted: "He has a knife on his body!"

The man smiled and threw the child in his hand to the ground. The immature head collided with the cold ground, making a oozing muffled noise...

There has never been any vicious incident at Shuhan Café, until the second killing had occurred, the staff on duty trembled and notified the mall security.

It's too late.

The man smashed his eyes and caught another child who was unable to resist. Like a beast in human skin, he finally shredded his disguise, revealing his stinking fangs.

The consumption area is a purgatory on earth, people filed out, and only a tall woman broke into it against the crowd.

Three days in advance, Mingshu ended his one-year training as a key member of the Special Operations Team of the Ministry of Public Security and returned to Dongye City.

When he was called up for the special operations team, he was already the head of the serious crime team of the Criminal Investigation Bureau of the Dongye City Public Security Bureau. He has been fighting on the front line of criminal cases all the year round, fought against countless murderous criminals, and solved a large number of difficult and important cases.

The two characters "Ming Shu" can be regarded as the golden sign of the police circle in Dongye.

The training of the special operations team is not as easy as when the crime team performs its tasks. "Training" is only an external statement, and people who have experienced it have a more vivid explanation-purgatory.

Ming Shu filed a bone and remodeled his skin in "Purgatory". Before he came back, he applied for a week's vacation.

At this time, he was full of sleep and was shopping for new men's clothing in the M.E.S mall alone.

The first-rate master of the Criminal Investigation Bureau is 28 years old this year, with a height of 1.85 meters and a deep and three-dimensional face that can support any new outfit with a unique shape. It happened that although he was a serious criminal policeman, he didn't neglect appearance like most criminal policemen did. Instead, he cared about dressing up. When he wasn't handling the case, he was fancy and confident, and he was always the coolest and most eye-catching one in the crowd.

When the Shuhan Café had an accident, Ming Shu had just put a short thin leather jacket on his body and was standing in front of the full-length mirror and looking left and right. Before he had time to pay, he heard an exclamation from below.

A group of security guards hurriedly ran across the corridor outside the men's clothing store. He stopped one person casually and asked sharply, "What's the matter?"

At first glance, the security guard was a novice. He probably had never dealt with emergencies. His face was earthy, shocked and scared. He said that he was uncomfortable, "Yes, there are people who are down, kill them, kill children!"

Ming Shu's face changed instantly when he twisted his eyebrows.

He has the kind of aggressive looks, straight nose and deep eyes and bow-shaped lips. He is beautiful and handsome. He looks loose and easy-going when his eyes are smiling. Once he becomes cold and stern, he is extremely intimidating.

The security guard broke down in a cold sweat, his teeth trembled, "Yes, it's the book below, the bookstore!"

Mingshu glanced down and saw that more and more people gathered downstairs, promptly pushed the security guard away, two long legs quickly overlapped, ran to the stairs and jumped, avoiding the crowds and heading directly Jump downstairs.

Shuhan Cafe is like an eye of a typhoon, maintaining a suffocating calm. The man kidnapped a six-year-old girl, and the gray-clothed woman who had gone retrograde not long ago was negotiating with him.

People have already called the police, but neither the police from the nearest Jiangzhan Road Police Station nor the special police from the Beicheng Sub-bureau can arrive immediately.

The man’s dagger pierced the girl’s neck and tore out a shocking line of blood. The gray-clothed woman who was only three steps away from him had a solemn face, but her voice trembled indistinctly, "Let her go, I will tell her Change, I will be your hostage."

The man brandished a dagger, his nostril spit out, his expression was extremely abnormal, and he muttered to himself: "I have killed someone! It's the same to kill one more and one less! You let me go!"

"You give her to me." The woman took a deep breath, and her delicate fingertips slowly stretched out towards the man.

The police car has drove close, and the siren stimulates the man's nerves. I saw that his facial features became more and more distorted, and gradually did not look like a human face. He howled frantically, the dagger about to pierce the girl's trachea.

There are two aisles in Shuhan Café, one is the front door for customers to enter and exit, and the other is the side door for employees to enter and exit. Ming Shu separated the crowd, walked around to the staff passage, showed his credentials, and sneaked into the shop quietly.

At this time, the girl was so scared that she couldn't cry, tears falling down. And the gray-clothed woman who confronted the man didn't seem to find a way to break the game.

"They are all rubbish! All monsters! All damn!" The man screamed, "I reminded them! They don't listen at all! They are not human! I am doing harm to the people!"

The woman shook her head, "They are just ignorant, if you also have children..."

"Fart!" The man interrupted roughly, speaking incoherently, "They are monsters! They are demons! They made mistakes, shouldn't they be punished?"

The dagger pulled another blood line on the girl's neck, and the woman squeezed her fingers, knowing that she couldn't wait any longer, and immediately leaned forward and slammed toward the man!

The man's canthus was about to split, and the girl's hand was loose for a moment.

At the end of the day, the woman slammed into the man's arms and pushed the dazed girl out.

The man was furious, strangled the woman's white neck, and snorted, "You **** want to die! You saved the devil! You are the devil too! I killed you!"

The woman tried her best to appear calm, "I said, I'll change her."

Because of the limited viewing angle, most people outside the store could not see the scene between the sparks and flints. They only saw the girl with a circle of bloodstains around her neck stumbled out, as if for a moment, the head hanging on the neck To fall down.

Only Ming Shu, who had entered the store through the employee channel, witnessed this situation. His body is like wind and electricity, using bookshelves and sofas as disguise, and quickly shifts to the blind spot of the man's sight.

The man seemed to be aware of the abnormality, and his hand pinching the woman's neck tightened even more.

In the almost solidified air, there seemed to be a few sounds of bone dislocation.

Ming Shu didn't wait any longer, and slid from the bookshelf to behind the man. Before the man turned around, a sharp hand knife had already been cut off!

"Woo-woo-woo -"

The siren was blaring, and when the special police from the North City Branch broke into the Shuhan Café, Ming Shu was lifting the man whose wrist and elbow had all dislocated from the blood on the floor.

"Brother Ming?" The special police officer who led the head shaving his scalp hair, realized who was the one who captured the mob, his eyes changed suddenly, "Why are you here? Are you back?"

"Immediately pull the warning belt and evacuate the crowd." Ming Shu did not answer. Although he was still wearing a short thin leather jacket, his expression and behavior were more professional than that of all the special police officers who had arrived.

His eyes stopped briefly on the two children who had been killed, and his dark eyes suddenly darkened.

Beicheng Branch, Interrogation Room.

Inside the one-way glass wall, the suspect Lu Kun is wearing handcuffs, his face is as pale as paper, and his hands are shaking uncontrollably. Opposite him sat three detectives, one took the record, and the other two were in charge of interrogation.

Standing outside the glass wall with arms folded, Ming Shu had already taken off the thin leather jacket that had not been removed, his eyebrows tightened, and he looked at Lu Kun silently.

The murderer who murdered children cruelly under the eyes of everyone was silent, and the madness and cruelty in his pupils had disappeared when he committed the crime. He hung his head slightly, not daring to look at the detective, his shoulders and arms were shaking, the upper half of his face was hidden by the shadows, and he looked weak and gloomy.

"They shouldn't be making noise..." Lukun's voice was hoarse, "I reminded them, nine times in total, but they didn't listen..."

"So you killed them?" The voice of the detective who spoke was obviously angry.

"Otherwise, what can I do? I have nowhere else to go. I came first. I paid for it! Why do they make mistakes and still sit there with peace of mind? And I should leave instead?" Buried lower, first hugged his head with both hands, and then inserted his fingers into the greasy hair. The head that looked so big because of the angle problem shook frequently, shaking off a few strands of dandruff hair, "They don’t listen, their parents don’t do anything! The entrance to the consumer area says "Don’t make noise." None of them did it!"

After a pause for a few seconds, Lu Kun suddenly raised his head, his eyes rolled with red blood, as if he was soaked in shame and hatred.

After a while, he trembled even harder, burst into tears, and overturned his previous words, "I was wrong, I shouldn't kill! Can the two children be saved? I...I was just impulsive, I didn't mean it! People are impulsive. When you are confused, right? I am not a murderer! I am not!"

Ming Shu let out a sigh, noticed that the door not far away opened from inside, and turned around.

The first to come out was a female detective, and then the grey-clothed woman who was brave and righteous also came out.

The routine transcript has been completed. The woman's name is Yu Caixin, 32 years old, a partner of a headhunting company, and she was waiting for candidates at Shuhan Cafe before the incident. Unexpectedly, the candidate has not arrived yet, but he has witnessed the whole process of Lu Kun frequently getting up to remind children and parents not to make noise, and eventually go crazy and kill.

Compared with the time when he was in the cafe, Yu Caixin's spirit was a lot weaker—this was a normal reaction after the extremely nervous mood passed.

Ming Shu stood there, stared at her briefly, and then bowed his head to show his gratitude and respect.

It is hard to imagine that before the police arrived, Yu Caixin, wearing a self-cultivating professional skirt and high heels, was the only one to stop Lu Kun from committing an attack.

She deserves the compliments of an elite detective.

Yu Caixin was taken aback for a moment, and then shook her head regretfully, with a gentle voice and a sad expression, "The child is innocent. Sorry, my reaction is still slow."

The female detective accompanied Yu Caixin to leave, Ming Shu leaned against the wall of the corridor, her fingers rubbing her eyebrows.

Beicheng District is the place with the most developed economy and the most stable public security in Dongye City. The frequency of criminal cases is relatively low. If this is not wanted, it will have a very bad nature and impact.

At that time, Lu Kun was in a crowded downtown area. He had already killed two children and held a woman hostage. The most likely action taken by the special police was to kill him on the spot.

The video of Lu Kun's crime has flowed out online, and the panic has spread rapidly among families with children.

However, although the social impact of this case is bad, the facts of the case itself are not complicated. Lu Kun was a typical passionate crime. After killing a boy, he was affected by extreme psychology and began to kill indiscriminately.

Psychological experts from the cooperating unit have arrived and will conduct a preliminary mental appraisal of Lu Kun. Ming Shu read Lu Kun's confession word by word, his beautiful lips were stretched straight, and the sides looked sharp and lacking in emotion.

Lu Kun’s personal information is clear at a glance—from Chushan Town, Dongye City, 35 years old, graduated from a university that never goes to school. Four months ago, he was a river monitoring programmer for a water conservancy company. He was fired because of a work error. Now Unemployed, unmarried, with a house without a car, he has often appeared in Shuhan Café in the past two months. Almost all he borrowed is crime novels.

Wang Hao, the deputy captain of the Criminal Investigation Detachment of Beicheng Branch, walked quickly, followed by three criminal police officers.

Ming Shu raised his eyes and met the other's angry gaze.

Ming Shu surrendered a way, but stopped him, "What are you going to do with this case?"

Wang Hao has thick eyebrows and heavy eyes. His facial features are common to criminal police. He said in a bad tone: "This case has not been handed over to your crime team."

The meaning of this statement couldn't be clearer-this is the site of the North City Sub-bureau, how to deal with the crime, I can't explain to you, the little head of the serious crime team of the city bureau.

Ming Shu stared at Wang Hao for two seconds, but didn't get angry.

The year he had just graduated from the Public Security University, he had been in the Beicheng branch and had some unpleasant quarrels with Wang Hao. Over the years, he has been in the crime squad. The wider his vision and the higher his vision, he has forgotten the friction of the past, and he is too lazy to care about it, but Wang Hao clearly refuses to forget.

At this moment, the phone rang, Ming Shu picked it up, and his aggressive eyebrows instantly showed a gentleness that shouldn't appear on his face.

"If I remember correctly, the Ming team just came back from the capital, right?" Wang Hao simply explained: "I am in charge of this case at the moment. If there are other instructions on the case in the future, the Ming team will take care of it."

Mingshu didn't insist. Wang Hao thought he was going to answer the phone, but saw him hang up and put the phone back in his trouser pocket.

When passing by Wang Hao, Ming Shu patted the other person on the shoulder. His speech was not focused, but he had a powerful force that could not be ignored—

"You didn't get out of the police quickly enough, and the newcomers didn't respond well enough on the spot. If the murderer this time did not commit the crime with passion, but had premeditated, the consequences will be more serious than now.

Emergencies are the enemy of the holiday. Just as Ming Shu walked out of the branch office building, he saw a tall man in the night raising his right hand.

He paused slightly, stroked his forehead with his right hand, and walked towards the man.

The car drove away from the Beicheng Sub-bureau, merged into the main road, and followed the flow of traffic in the direction of the city bureau.

"Your vacation is over early." Lu Yanzhou held the steering wheel with a strong blue meridian on the back of his hand, "Go back and report."

Ming Shu put his elbow on the car window, and the neon lights on the streets reflected his pure black eyes into flashing amber. "Why are you here?"

"I can't come here yet?" Lu Yanzhou tilted his head and glanced at him, "I happen to be here to do errands. I will give you a ride to save the brothers in your group from running back and forth."

"I haven't seen it in a year, and I'm more considerate." Ming Shu pulled out a bottle of drink from the car, and he was unceremonious. He raised his head and poured half of it. "Why don't you come to my team next time you rotate?"

"I want to be beautiful." Lu Yanzhou smiled and parked the car outside the zebra crossing, "I can still rotate at my level? I have several newcomers with good qualifications. If you really need someone, you can pick it yourself."

Lu Yanzhou is the backbone of the special police squad of the Municipal Bureau. He is not under the supervision of the Criminal Investigation Bureau at all. However, he is the same age as Mingshu and has always been good friends. In the past few years, the serious crime team lacked capable fieldwork. Mingshu tried to get people over several times. Refused to nod.

In Lu Yanzhou's words, it was-"I can't bear the hardship of your crime team."

There was a blockage on the road, Ming Shu dozed off with his hands, Lu Yanzhou suddenly said, "By the way, have you seen your new leader?"

Ming Shu half opened his eyes, the dark light in his eyes floated, fleeting, his voice was lazy, "Xiao Yuan?"

The author has something to say:

The city is overhead, and the age of the characters is suppressed. The general city-level criminal investigation team is called the Criminal Investigation Detachment, the provincial department and municipality are called the Criminal Investigation Corps or the Criminal Investigation Bureau, and the Ministry of Public Security is also called the Criminal Investigation Bureau. My assumption here is that Dongye City is a big city similar to a municipality directly under the Central Government, so the concept of Criminal Investigation Bureau is used, but it is not any municipality in reality!