Madness of the Heart

"I asked to delete the post, but what do you mean by asking me about this?" Luo Xiaolong became more gloomy and anxious after taking drugs. Feeling that I was at fault, regardless of shame, I stopped for a few days and then picked up the camera to take pictures of beautiful women. It was me and my mother who was ashamed!"

Ming Shu tapped the table without changing his face, "Just say as much as you know."

Luo Xiaolong was startled, and then realized: "This incident has something to do with the killing of the old man?"

"Now you are not qualified to ask questions." Although Ming Shu was young, but when he was cold, he was very dignified by the elite criminal police, "only has the obligation to cooperate with the investigation."

Luo Xiaolong's neck shrank, his eyes dodged, and after three minutes he barely spoke, "I was out of town at the time, and my friend sent me the link. I was shocked when I saw it, if those netizens were really "human flesh" coming out. What? The old man is definitely not the only one affected. When the information of our family is posted on the Internet, I will not be able to be a human being. So I begged my father to sue my grandmother to trust my relationship everywhere, and I spent a lot of money, and finally posted the post. They are all deleted. In fact, it's impossible to delete all of them, but the rest are scattered and not a climate. In addition, there will be new hot spots soon, and there will be no "human flesh"."

Ming Shu asked: "Have you mentioned this to Luo Xiangfu afterwards?"

"Why didn't you mention it?" Luo Xiaolong said: "He doesn't repent, and he said I made a fuss!"

"Did he talk about the details of what happened?"

"I think about it...Hey, in fact, what can I do in detail? He just saw that the mother and daughter look good, they wear parent-child costumes, and they have to take pictures of people. My mother said that similar things have not happened before. He is an old man, and many people are too lazy to care about him, afraid of being ruined by him. That time, I happened to meet someone who was particularly unwilling and the child cried so much that he attracted the crowd, and the video was shot on the Internet. "

The person in charge of the record was a policewoman who shook her head when she heard the words, her expression unhappy.

Ming Shu asked a few more questions, but Luo Xiaolong really couldn't say anything, "The old man wouldn't really be killed because of this kind of thing, right? It won't happen!"

Ming Shu asked back: "Then what do you think? Do you know your father?"

Luo Xiaolong couldn't answer, his eyes were erratic, and he rubbed his hands, "Then...then you have to get the woman up and try it! If she really killed the old man, I, I will definitely let her be legalized. punishment!"

"Now you are playing the role of a filial son?" Ming Shu sneered. "When you ask Luo Xiangfu for money, when you push Luo Xiangfu, why don't you see that you have such filial piety?"

Luo Xiaolong's face suddenly became difficult to look.

Ming Shu glanced at him, turned and left.

For many years as a police officer, Ming Shu has seen too many people like Luo Xiaolong. To say that they have no filial piety at all, that would be wrong. But late and insignificant filial piety cannot be counted as filial piety at all.

It's all a disguise of self-deception.

Mingshu sometimes feels that he has no filial piety.

He didn't experience the interaction of father, kindness and filial piety when he was young. It was not his parents who grew up with him, but the brother and sister of the Xiao family next door, Xiao Yuan.

Maybe the only son is very precious. He was not tough when he was a child. As long as the season changes, he will definitely catch a cold. Both his grandfather and grandmother came from the military, and his cold was not a big deal in their eyes. He was afraid of the two old people. He would endure his illness all his life. It was really uncomfortable before he went to climb Xiao Yuan's window.

"Brother, I'm dying."

He still remembers Xiao Yuan's expression at that time, surprised, heartache, and helpless.

Then picked him up and took him to the hospital.

At that time, Xiao Yuan's chest was still very thin, but to him, it was the warmth that he could not forget in his entire life.

I don't know whether Xiao Yuan was too rich in his childhood, or his parents really didn't care about him much. He has always been relatively indifferent to the family relationship related to blood.

This is also the reason why he preferred to sever ties with the Ming family in order to follow Xiao Yuan when he was seventeen or eighteen.

Although the relationship with the family has long since eased up, the kind of happiness in an ordinary family does not exist. He and his parents are more non-interfering and letting go of each other.

It is Xiao Yuan who will accompany him through his childhood and teenage years, and will always be with him in the future.

He took a long breath, and suddenly recovered, he heard Yi Fei calling him not far away.

The woman in yellow clothes in the video has been taken to the crime squad.

The woman's name is Wen Yao, 27 years old, a single mother, working as a nurse in a private nursing center, and her daughter is 4 years old.

The field team originally wanted to take her to the inquiry room, but seeing her nervously, Ming Shu invited her to the patio under the umbrella and placed a bottle of iced lemon juice in front of her.

"Thank you." Wen Yao's eyes were full of defense, holding the lemon juice bottle in both hands, but did not unscrew the bottle cap immediately.

"I came to you today to learn about the strong filming incident you and your daughter experienced in August last year." Ming Shu was gentle and skillfully imitated Xiao Yuan's tone of voice.

Wen Yao obviously should be more nervous, but gradually calmed down under the gaze of the handsome and gentle policeman in front of him, "It has been so long, I didn't call the police at the time, why are you still investigating now?"

The case of corpse throwing in the popular science playground did not disclose the details of the case, and did not mention who the victim was. Therefore, if Wen Yao had nothing to do with the case, she must have no idea that Luo Xiangfu, who harassed her, had died.

Ming Shu nodded and did not answer Wen Yao's question directly, "Do you remember the situation when the old man stopped it?"

Wen Yao tightened his fingers subconsciously, "Of course I remember, I feel disgusting. If I'm alone, then I might let him take the shot. But my daughter is also there, and I don't want my daughter to appear in the lens of that kind of person. !"

Ming Shu said, "That kind of person?"

Wen Yao suddenly asked: "Mr. Police, must old people be respected and cared for? What if they are vicious old people?"

Mingshu leaned back and said patiently, "I want to hear your opinion."

"I don't deny that there are many kind and noble old people in this world, but there are more of them, but they are disgusting, humble, and greedy old monsters!" Wen Yao gradually became agitated, and after a few words of effort, a figure appeared on his arm. Layers of goose bumps.

She frequently stroked the goose bumps, while Ming Shu was watching her subtle movements.

"I see a lot of people like that old man, and their eyes make me sick and nauseous!" Wen Yao continued, "Do you think people have no desire when they are old? No, absolutely not! They just have old bodies. , Other..."

As he said, Wen Yao flushed with anger on his cheeks, "It is precisely because of his physical dysfunction and powerlessness that they look at young women's eyes more wretched and explicit! I really do, I really see too many of them! "

Ming Shu remembered Wen Yao's occupation as a nursing home nurse. All day long dealing with elderly people who are dying, has made her an irreversible aversion to the group of elderly people.

"When people get old, they become monsters." Wen Yao took a sigh of relief, calmed down, and continued: "I'll understand, I hate all the old people who engage in street photography. They really put gold on their faces. , What'capture beauty', what'discover beauty'. Do I agree with them to capture? What are they? Seeing a stylishly dressed woman, she will follow up with her face, she must shoot, or stop her if she doesn't. You can't push them away! Tell me, what is this not harassment?"

The lemon juice has been put back on the table, still not unscrewed. Ming Shu took it, opened it, and placed it in front of Wen Yao again.

Wen Yao's chest rises and falls, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Ming Shu smiled very gentlemanly. "When you argued with that old man, did you think that you would be posted on the Internet afterwards?"

Wen Yao was silent for a long time, then suddenly pressed his lips, and evoked a smug smile, "I know."

Ming Shu: "Huh?"

"I did it on purpose." Perhaps because the policeman sitting in front of him was too charming and reliable, Wen Yao unknowingly poured out the truth, "In fact, it is not difficult to get rid of that old man, and it is not the first time I was caught by him. That kind of people entangled, they all went away quickly. But I got angry in the nursing home the day before—also an old man in his sixties, looking at me squintingly, insisting that I give him medicine and let him I accompany him to the garden and pose for him to take pictures. We are a private nursing home. The most important thing is service. I... I can’t refuse him. If I don’t cooperate, he will complain to the management office. Last month There was a nurse who was complained and suspended from work with salary deduction. I am different from her. I am a single mother and salary is very important to me."

Ming Shu frowned slightly, his eyes getting deeper.

"The next day I took a shift and took my daughter to buy clothes. I happened to meet the old man. He took the camera to my daughter, and I suddenly felt very angry, as if the accumulated anger had finally found a way to vent." Wen Yaoshen Take a breath, "At that time, there were many people around us. I knew that as long as I called for help, those people would definitely come over, take photos, record videos, and then upload them to the Internet. So I picked up the child and talked to the old man. Arguing while calling for help. The old man didn't give up, saying that my child is cute, so he insisted on taking pictures of us."

Ming Shu said: "The process of your pulling has all been photographed."

"Yes! It's all been photographed!" Wen Yao swayed, with a bit of gritted teeth, "Soon, I saw posts about me and the old man appear on the Internet. Everyone is scolding the old man, what else? It was an old and disrespectful beast. But it didn't take long for the post to be deleted."

"Are you sorry to delete the post?" Ming Shu asked.

"Regret?" Wen Yao shook his head, "My goal has been achieved. If you don't delete posts at that time, netizens might really go to'human flesh'. Mr. Police, you may not understand the ecology of the Internet."

Mingshu put on the look of wishing to hear the details.

"If an event develops to a climax, a reversal will inevitably occur." Wen Yao said: "It is best to stay before the'human flesh'. If you go to the'human flesh' old man, it will not only be a crime, but you may also spill dirty water in the end Come to me. I just want to vent my emotions and teach him a little lesson by the way, there is no need to do it too extreme."

Ming Shu smiled, "You really shouldn't be'human flesh'."

After Wen Yao finished speaking, a small half bottle of lemon juice was poured into his abdomen, only then did he realize that he might have said too much.

Many people are not good at controlling emotions and speech. Under certain circumstances, as long as the listener is good at guiding with eyes and words, it is easy for them to confuse all the thoughts in their minds. After the confession was over, I realized that these words should not be said.

Wen Yao looked at Ming Shu anxiously.

Ming Shu responded with a faint smile, "Your relatives and friends, how many people know about this?"

Wen Yao thought for a while, "I know."

The concept of "du" is big, Ming Shu didn't ask any further, and stood up and said, "Thank you for running this trip today."

Wen Yao breathed a sigh of relief, and then got up, "I still don't quite understand, you asked me to come to investigate the'human flesh' incident?"

Ming Shu stared at her eyes, and shook his head a few seconds later, his lips curled up with an impeccable smile, "Don't worry, it's just a routine investigation."

The case has fallen into a deadlock. Many people around Luo Xiangfu have motives for committing crimes, but the crimes may be ruled out one by one. As for the strong shooting incident that once made a lot of noise on the Internet, although the netizens were very angry at the time, after a year, let alone killing Luo Xiangfu, a few people remembered that this matter would have to put a question mark.

"Wen Yao is okay?" Fang Yuanhang said, "Netizens are forgetful, but as a witness, she shouldn't forget it so easily."

"You were affected by her confession," Ming Shu said.

Fang Yuanhang scratched his hair twice, "She deliberately guided people around to take pictures and record videos."

"So I just said that you were affected." Ming Shu dropped the tea bag into the cup. "What about her guiding others to take pictures? Did Luo Xiangfu's behavior bother her?"

Fang Yuanhang twisted his eyebrows and thought, "...Yes."

"Then in that dispute, she was the victim, but she was not the perfect victim. You use her to induce others to suspect that she is related to the murder, which is not appropriate."

"Is she not suspicious at all?"

"According to my analysis, no. But you can check her relatives and friends in detail."

"I understand, I will make arrangements right away."

"Her words are very interesting." Ming Shu squinted, "-When people grow old, they become demons and ghosts. Would the people who killed Luo Xiangfu have this idea?"

Fang Yuanhang shivered, "Does he think he is killing demons?"

When Ming Shu was about to pick up the boiling water, he heard Xing Mu reluctantly shout at the door: "Leader, leader..."

Ming Shu sighed, "Brother Xing, how many times have you said that, don't call me that. What leader does not lead, are you my uncle?"

This is of course a joke. Xing Mu, a tall, 1.8-meter tall man, flushed with his face, "I'm not your uncle, you are me..."

Ming Shu's eyes were cold, "Shut up!"

Xing Mu didn't say a word immediately, looking pitiful, "Oh, oh."

Ming forgive the unbearable heart, his tone slowed down, "Brother Xing, what are you looking for?"

"It's not that I'm looking for you." Xing Mu immediately cleared the relationship, "It was Xiao Ju who was looking for you. I just passed by and was caught by him and asked to take a sentence."

Mingshu's eyes moved very inconspicuously, "Okay, I'm going now."