Madness of the Heart

"Although I know it's pretending to be a ghost, but this angle is too weird." Fang Yuanhang jumped on the spot to show that the goose bumps were shaken off, "And it's still at night, and the nearby surveillance fart hasn't been photographed. , But the shadow in the glass was photographed by the surveillance from a distance. It is simply a classic shot in a horror movie—the ghost can't see it with the naked eye, but it can be seen in the mirror! I'll go, fortunately this is investigating the case."

It's no wonder that Fang Yuanhang's reaction was too great, the "female ghost" "drifting" through the glass was really scary.

Who would dress like this at night? Moreover, the "female ghost" had very long hair, with her head half-down, a blue silk covering most of her face, and her exposed skin was pale and blue.

Ming Shu asked Zhou Yuan to refine the picture, which can be affected by angle and glass. Even if the shadow face is maximized and the sharpness is maximized, it is impossible to recognize who it is.

Fang Yuanhang almost moved his face to the display screen, "This person is obviously pretending to be Sha Chun. Lu Xin just heard her cry. If she sees her back, will he be scared and faint? This woman It's too fierce."

"Not necessarily a woman." Xiao Yuan said: "Look carefully, there is no such a tall woman in the folk music club. And TA's hair is too long. Hair of this length is likely to be a wig."

"What about the other departments of the group?" Ming Shu said, "Sha Chun has no friends in the folk music club. This has a certain relationship with interests and competition."

"Is it a member of the performing arts group? It's hard to come to a conclusion now." Xiao Yuan folded his arms. "Our previous assumption was that the person who spread the ghost rumors was the person who helped Sha Chun's suicide. This person is now under surveillance. It must be Sha Chun’s colleague? Not necessarily, we can’t even see people clearly, let alone the clothes. It’s easy for outsiders to enter the park at night, and even inside the new building. It’s not difficult to customize a set of light gauze costumes in advance. ."

Ming Shu took a breath, propped his chin and said nothing.

"But from the perspective of this person's behavior, I think TA is more likely to be an employee of the folk music club." Xiao Yuan put one hand on the table and the other on the back of Ming Shu's chair, repeatedly watching the surveillance, "This There are a lot of cameras on the floor, but TA can avoid them all, indicating that TA is familiar with the location of the camera and the blind area. The shadow being photographed is something that TA can't predict, and ordinary people do not consider the problem of shadows. If TA is one An outsider, it’s difficult for TA to figure out all the blind spots in full view."

Xiao Yu settled down, and said: "Furthermore, the other employees of the Performing Arts Group. The layout of each floor of the new building is different. The blind areas of the upper and lower floors are not equal to the blind areas of this floor. If the TA is from other departments, the front It’s also easy to expose yourself when you come to familiarize yourself with the situation."

Ming Shu said to himself, "But if it were a member of the folk music club, who would this be?"

The room where the men’s and women’s costumes are stored is next to the small performance hall. Ming Shu said: “Let’s see if the costumes are missing first. Even if there are not, if this person steals the costumes, there should be traces left.”

After counting, there is indeed one less costume, and it is the largest number that no one has ever worn.

Ming Shu approached Han Mingming and asked why he ordered such a costume that did not match the body shape of all the female employees.

"This one was actually ordered for male employees." Han Mingming was listless, his face was full of fatigue, as if he had been crushed by the storm.

Fang Yuanhang was curious, "Does your folk music club still promote'anti-strings'?"

"That's not true." Han Mingming shook his head, "In fact, there are a few items in the male employee clothing area that are customized for female employees. We sometimes have the wrong number of people in the performance, and we need to disguise men as women or men as women."

Ming Shu asked immediately: "Who is the best man in the orchestra who pretends to be a woman?"

There is a basis for him to ask.

The shadow in the glass is vague, but from the walking posture, it has a feminine charm.

Everyone can wear women's clothing, but they can be worn like a woman and look feminine, but not every man can do it.

When they first saw the surveillance screen, almost everyone thought the person was a woman. This is not because the observation is not in place, it is precisely because the observation is too in place, the way and the manner of walking are the same as women.

Ming Shu asked himself even if he put on a skirt and a wig, he couldn't get out of the charm of a woman in ancient costume.

"Best?" Han Mingming lowered his head and thought for a while, "Actually, in our business, we usually practice body shape. You said it's the best...that might be Qu Xing."

Ming Shu's eyebrows tightened slightly.

Qu Xing is Qu Xing again.

In the inquiry room last time, Qu Xing's attitude was quite arrogant, and he almost didn't say "I am the murderer".

Due to insufficient evidence and the time limit came, the crime squad had to release people, and Qu Xing had returned to the performing arts group.

Mingshu asked Lu Xin if Qu Xing had already left work when he heard the cry.

Lu Xin said with certainty that after Sha Chun’s accident, the scheduled performances were halted. Many musicians took leave to go home, and those who stayed did not want to work all day, and there was really nothing to do, only administrative positions required. Checking in to work, except for her, there were only two other administrative employees who stayed in the office that day.

Mingshu immediately asked Zhou Yuan to adjust the video of the open-air parking lot and the underground garage.

The Performing Arts Group is far away from the city center. Qu Xing never takes the bus arranged by the group and drives his own car back and forth. If Qu Xing was in the group that day, the car might also be parked in the group.

Sure enough, Qu Xing's blue sports car parked in the garage, and at 11:04 at night, Qu Xing appeared in the surveillance and drove the sports car away.

Qu Xing's exclusive practice room is very large, and it is the most special one of the folk orchestra.

In this practice room, Fang Yuanhang found the lost large costume.

"Yes, I was the one who caused the panic." Qu Xing was still arrogant. "What crime are you going to arrest me for? Disrupting public order? Or provoking trouble? I'm sorry, I'm blind. I don't understand your advanced skills. For the crime, why don't you give me science?"

Ming Shu didn't have the time to chat with him, only said: "It seems that you are very unfair to Sha Chun."

Qu Xing frowned, as if thinking, before he said for a long time: "Am I complaining about her?"

Ming Shu sneered, "You pretend to be a woman—no, a female ghost—in the bathroom to scare your female colleagues, and you fabricate all kinds of spiritual rumors to make people who have bullied Sha Chun panic all day long. Isn't that what you are? Are you grieving for Sha Chun?"

Qu Xing's Adam's apple rolled down, with a sarcasm smile on his face, "Hey-I asked you to popularize science, what crime or law I committed, you have to go elsewhere."

Ming Shu was standing, looking at Qu Xing with cold eyes.

Although Qu Xing's current behavior is to help Sha Chun avenge his colleagues, it is not like the person who helped Sha Chun commit suicide—if this person does exist.

Qu Xing has anti-reconnaissance consciousness, but this anti-reconnaissance consciousness is obviously almost on fire. He knows to look for the blind spot of surveillance, knows to sneak into the women's bathroom from the blind spot, but forgets that his car is parked in the garage. The most exaggerated thing is that after using the costume, Qu Xing did not return the costume immediately.

It is so easy to expose to the police's vision, which is not in line with the previous criminal profile.

But it is not a person who deliberately confuses the police without such anti-wear clothes. Hou Cheng is an example in the tomb heart case that was uncovered not long ago.

Mingshu didn't dare to take it lightly and asked, "Sha Chun asked you to help her?"

The arrogance between Qu Xing's eyebrows gradually diminished, "Who do you think of me? I will listen to Sha Chun's words obediently?"

Ming Shu said, "It's not like. Then you just tell me, what's your reason for doing all this? You don't look down on Sha Chun, but after she was killed, she pretended to cry in the women's bathroom. That said. It doesn't work, Teacher Qu."

Qu Xing probably wasn't used to looking up at anyone, so he stood up and stared into Mingshu's eyes.

Shao Qing asked Qu Xing, "You still believe what I said like last time?"

Ming Shu smiled, "Who told you that I believed you?"

Qu Xing's lips stretched.

Ming Shu narrowed his eyes half-heartedly, and said without mercy: "You speak, I listen. I don't believe anyone's words, I only believe in the evidence and my own judgment."

Qu Xing blinked, suddenly laughed, and finished laughing: "You are more interesting than all the policemen I have ever seen."

Ming Shu said: "Why don't you tell this interesting policeman about your mental journey?"

"All right, but I still said that. I only have a mouth. There is no evidence. If you believe it or not, go find evidence to sentence me to sentence. If you can't find it, it means you are incompetent." Qu Xing's tone is extremely relaxed, like I was joking, "Dongye City is so big, and Sha Chun is about to die in the Performing Arts Group. Why do you say this?"

Mingshu pretended not to understand, "Why?"

Qu Xing asked: "You really don't know?"

Ming Shu said, "I really don't know."

Fang Yuanhang, who was staring at the surveillance camera next door, was frantic, "Are you talking about cross talk!"

Qu Xing shook his head, "You want to follow me—"

Ming Shu smiled calmly.

Qu Xing snorted, "Then I will let you set it up."

Ming Shu patted the table lightly, "Aren't you tired while standing? Sit down and say."

"I, I kind of believe that it is destined." Qu Xing said: "I think that Sha Chun died in the performing arts group, there is a reason to die in the performing arts group. Do you think she wants to avenge a bunch of fools in the folk music club? Maybe she wanted to scare them. After all, they bullied her so much before. I played with her colleagues. To be honest, she is stupid, but I admire her diligence. I am also a hardworking person, you letter…"

"Wait." Ming Shu interrupted, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, "You just picked yourself out like this? Are you also a member of the folk music club? Haven't you ridiculed Sha Chun too?"

Qu Xing said seriously: "I don't have one. Don't confuse me with those idiots."

Ming Shu laughed: "Oh?"

"I have beaten Sha Chun, but my starting point is not bad. Her talent is not enough to support her ideals. It is very pitiful. With her innate condition, she should like guzheng as an interest. But she has to force herself To make achievements in this line, such as reaching my achievements, is this realistic, eh?" Qu Xing continued: "I told her to give up. Although the words are awkward, but the rationale is not rough, this is in line with the cynicism of the people in Ran He. Essentially the difference."

Ming Shu raised his right eyebrow, and nodded after a moment, "Go on."

"I have a clear conscience." Qu Xing shrugged, "You can take my pretending to be scary as my'whip'. Tsk tsk, the last time I was on a whim, I called Sha Chun to my house to start a small stove. This time, it is to avenge Sha Chun's little tablature. Those people have had enough mouth addiction. Sha Chun can't cure them while he is alive. He can always scare them when he is dead."

Ming Shu said: "Have you ever thought that if you make trouble like this once, you will no longer be able to stay in the performing arts group in the future?"

"I'm not rare." Qu Xing stroked his hair casually, "I told you last time that if you think I am a murderer, you can send me to the prosecutor's office. You, public, prosecutor and law, and finally give me a sentence. Punishment, let me go to jail, I might have to thank you. Inspired by life, I have experienced all kinds of life, but I have not been in jail. You let me go back to jail, maybe I will pay Can create works that are higher than before."

"This, this!" Fang Yuanhang said, "Is this person naive or has his brain sick?"

Yi Fei came into contact with two people whose spiritual world was different from ordinary people in a short period of time. One was Xu Yin, who felt stinky and cordial, and the other was Qu Xing, who was "eager" to go to jail. He shook his head helplessly, "I'm too ordinary, I Can't understand. Maybe your master Xiaoming can understand."

Fang Yuanhang said: "I recorded it, you said Xiao Ming is a strange flower."

Yi Fei: "...Does your master know that you call him Xiao Ming? And I didn't say that your master is wonderful, you said it yourself."

The room was quiet for a few minutes, Mingshu moved down and fell on Qu Xing's hand.

The fingers of the hands are slender and the joints are strong, ignoring the scars and cocoons caused by playing the pipa all the year round. It can be said that they are a pair of very beautiful hands.

Qu Xing wears ornaments on his neck and ears. They are not shiny and exaggerated like a lute player, but his hands are not decorated with any ornaments. The knuckles are trimmed neatly, and the beauty is beautiful, but simple beauty.

Exaggeration and simplicity are all on Qu Xing.

Qu Xing noticed that Ming Shu was looking at his hand, and his right hand subconsciously grasped the back of his left hand, his eyes were a little wary.

Ming Shu stepped forward and suddenly grasped Qu Xing's wrist.

Qu Xing was shocked, trying to break away, but there was no opponent of the first-line criminal police.

"what are you doing?"

When he shouted this sentence, Qu Xing's previous comfort and publicity had disappeared, and his face was full of fear, as if the gate of life was held in the hands of others.

Ming Shu increased the strength in his hand and stared closely at Qu Xing's eyes.

Qu Xing broke down in a cold sweat, and his voice trembled, "You let me go, you..."

Fang Yuanhang said, "What is my master doing?"

Yi Fei supported his chin and slowly said, "Tentative."

One minute later, Ming Shu seemed to have played enough of this inexplicable game, then he let go and gave Qu Xing a light push.

Qu Xing hurriedly covered his hand, staring at Ming Shu angrily, his eyes flushed, and there was water mist in his eyes.

"A genius can't live without doing anything a day." Ming Shu copied his hands in his trouser pockets and reported to Xiao Yuan, "Qu Xing helped Sha Chun get revenge, but it cannot be the murderer of Sha Chun."

Xiao Yuan understood, "Qu Xing cares about his hands too much."

"The last time I faced Qu Xing, I should have thought of this." Ming Shu said: "A person like Qu Xing has an extraordinary love for his hands. His hands are carefully maintained and used only for Playing the pipa and other musical instruments, as well as the things that must be done with both hands in life. Sha Chun died of strangulation and struggled before death. Strangling an adult woman with twine requires a lot of force, and it must be done with both hands. Form a load. Qu Xing may have the motive of committing the crime, and there is no alibi, but he will never kill Sha Chun by strangling his neck."

Xiao Yuan said: "Qu Xing is a disturbing factor, returning to the two cases themselves-do you remember that I said last time that there is a contradiction in Sha Chun's plan to commit suicide?"

Ming Shu nodded, "Remember, the person who helped kill Sha Chun must be someone Sha Chun trusted. This person is very important to Sha Chun, and vice versa, so how could Sha Chun be willing to involve this person in a murder case? A person’s future life will be completely changed?"

"After discovering the line of Wu Zhen, I found a basis for overturning this contradiction." Xiao Yuan opened the autopsy report sent by Xing Mu, and said after a short pause: "It is not necessarily the opposite of Sha Chun who helped Sha Chun's suicide. For those who are very important to Chun, TA may also be someone who has the same illness and pity with Sha Chun. Just like Sha Chun was to Wu Zhen."

Ming Shu pulled the seat away and sat down, staring at the autopsy report.

Xiao Yuan's words did not surprise him. In fact, he had already thought of the same direction, but Ran He suddenly committed suicide, and the supernatural rumors of the performing arts group interrupted him one after another, causing him to fail to sort out the complete logical chain.

"Wu Zhen and Sha Chun are obviously the same kind of people. They both lack talents. They think that they can make up for their weaknesses with diligence, and they want to go their own way. In the end, after countless blows, they finally see the reality and face themselves-for people like them who have given everything and stubbornly worked hard for many years. This can make them lose the motivation to live." Xiao Yuan said: "They want to end their lives, but they are unwilling to commit suicide, because in their opinion, suicide may be the act of a coward."

"Suicide will not cause any storms." Ming Shu clapped his fists once and again, "He is not the same as killing him. They will become the focus of people's attention within a certain period of time. Wu Zhen is a screenwriter, and Sha Chun is a guzheng player. These two professions are not ordinary professions, they need exposure, they are too eager to pay attention, especially Sha Chun-otherwise she will not keep uploading her performance videos."

"This is very clear. The deaths of both people have obvious suicidal tendencies, but it is homicide that finally appears in front of us. And Wu Zhen's most important notebook is in the hands of Sha Chun. This can be understood as a kind of inheritance. "Xiao Yuan said: "If it was Sha Chun who helped Wu Zhen's suicide, and it was another one of them who killed Sha Chun, then the logical chain would be closed."

Ming Shu took a deep breath, "In other words, Sha Chun's most important thing-his hands-is still being kept by that person. And that person is now looking for the next ‘kind’."

At this time, there was a rush of footsteps in the corridor, and Xiao Man was panting, his complexion was abnormally red, "Ming team! Xiao Ju!"

Ming Shu took the thick pile of reports in his hand and turned directly to the last page.

"The footprints we extracted next to the barbed wire fence in the vocational school, through modeling and comparison, can... can prove that they are in full compliance with Sha Chun's footprint!" Xiao Man wiped off his sweat, "Also! There are blood residues and sand on the fence. Chun's DNA is also worthy of the number! The one who killed Wu Zhen and sealed Wu Zhen in a cement block is likely to be Sha Chun!"