Starting from you are my glory

In the bathroom on the second floor of the Public Security Bureau, Wei Zhengrong looked at the tap water flowing in front of him, and then suddenly put his head under the water, letting the cold water wash away his brain. The force was so strong that it seemed to take something away.

"towel."

I don't know how long it took before Lu Xingzhi came to the bathroom door and handed a towel to Wei Zhengrong.

"What I said just now is just a guess on my part."

"Don't take it too seriously."

"Maybe it's just my subjective assumption."

"Xingzhi." Wei Zhengrong took the towel, rubbed it on his face and head, and said in a low tone: "I know."

"Anything without evidence is just speculation, but I'm scared now."

"I failed to take care of Xiaofu back then, and I could only watch her die in front of me." Wei Zhengrong blinked his eyes a few times. It must have been irritated by the tap water, which made him a little sore.

"Now Wu Jia is the only one left!"

"What was his life like in those ten years?"

"I haven't even dared to think about it these past few years!"

"A child who was tortured and hurt like this stood up and reported his biological father, and then actively cooperated with treatment. He has no despair about life, let alone hatred."

"How he wants to walk normally in the sunshine!"

The discomfort in their eyes was caused by the tap water, but now their throats were so choked that neither of them could find a reason to cover it up.

"I know."

Wei Zhengrong's current appearance reminded Lu Xingzhi of the night 13 years ago when he had a dispute with his parents-in-law over the adoption of An Ning.

The child, who was only three or four years old, had no idea what the adults were arguing about. He just timidly pushed the door open, looked at himself and Yang Man innocently, and asked a question.

"Don't you want me too?"

What's wrong with them? What could they have done wrong?

These are just the best choices for survival. One is not to steal, the other is not to rob, and the third is not to commit crimes. What's wrong with that? !

Wu Jia now shows more brightness and optimism than normal people. It may not seem like much on the surface, but when you know the suffering he experienced when he was young, you will be shocked.

But precisely because of this, it is even more important to investigate Wu Jia to prevent him from walking step by step into the abyss that appears to be bright but is actually dark when he is not aware of it!

"I'll call him." Wei Zhengrong put down the towel. His originally messy thoughts had been sorted out. It's useless to think about anything now. We'll find out tomorrow.

"Why don't you tell me in person?" Lu Xingzhi saw Wei Zhengrong taking out his mobile phone, "Would it be better to tell him in person?"

"Xingzhi, in my current state, it would be bad to go."

Anyone who saw the tired state would think there was something wrong. Lu Xingzhi nodded clearly to express his understanding.

……

"Ok?"

Wu Jia, who was watching his second personality draw, looked at the number on his phone and raised his eyebrows.

Uncle Wei?

Why did you call me suddenly?

In the past, everything was discussed face to face.

In just a few seconds, many thoughts flashed through his mind, but it did not affect the operations on his hands. Wu Jia terminated the temporary use of his hands by his second personality. Of course, this move caused a stir from the depths of his soul. Dissatisfaction and protest.

Protest is invalid!

Wu Jia smiled proudly and answered the phone.

"Uncle Wei."

"Come to my place? Tomorrow morning?"

"I'm here, okay, then I'll wait for you at the flower shop tomorrow."

After ending the call, Wu Jia was silent for a while, looking at the phone faintly.

"This makes me a suspect!"

"Now it's troublesome."

Wu Jia scratched his head and looked around. In order to lure the middle-aged man to take the bait, he also moved some of the green plants and flowers in the store based on the advice of his second personality.

For ordinary people, the most they feel is a change in light and dark, but for thoughtful people, such as that middle-aged man, this is a change in Wu Jia's inner state!

It is the escape of suppressed darkness, the distortion of human nature, and the awakening of the devil!

This way you can figure out your innermost guesses better and faster.

But now they are caught off guard by Uncle Wei and the others. If they come here tomorrow morning, they won’t have time to sort things out!

never mind!

Wu Jia scratched his head and looked at the half-finished painting in front of him. He might as well tell Uncle Wei tomorrow morning. Although it was just his own guess, since it could arouse the reaction of the second personality, even if it had nothing to do with the murder case, it would be possible. Others tend toward dark possibilities.

……

"Doctor Zhang, please take a look first."

Early the next morning, Wei Zhengrong picked up Dr. Zhang, the expert from Nanjing University Hospital who had been responsible for Wu Jia's psychological counseling. Lu Xingzhi also drove, and the three of them met at the entrance of Wu Jia's flower shop.

"He should be on the second floor. I'll go up and call him."

The facade on the first floor was taken in at a glance. No one was there, so Wei Zhengrong asked Dr. Zhang to take a look around before he went to the second floor.

"pretty good."

Seeing Dr. Zhang nodding his head, Lu Xingzhi wondered: "Where is the best place?"

"These flowers and plants." Dr. Zhang pointed to the flowers and plants in front of him with great interest: "They are all sun-facing plants, which represent vitality. They also affect planting, improve people's mood, and make the overall mood develop for the better."

"This is also a research direction." Dr. Zhang became more and more excited as he talked. "Previously, regarding the treatment of mental illness, in addition to drug control at key points, the patient's environment and his or her own emotions are the most critical."

"The vast majority of families with patients with mental illness artificially classify this relative as a patient after they become ill. Under this premise, no matter how caring, caring, or considerate you show, In his opinion, they all have a common premise, that is, he is sick!"

"Wu Jiaze is different!"

"These customers who come to buy flowers and plants, do they know that Wu Jia has psychological trauma and mental illness?"

"No." Faced with Dr. Zhang's impromptu question, Lu Xingzhi shook his head in response, "So this sense of strangeness from strangers can give Wu Jia, or the same feeling of equality as people like Wu Jia? "

"Exactly!" Dr. Zhang nodded happily, "That's what it means."

"I feel that I must use Wu Jia as a case study to complete a paper that no one has yet covered in the field of psychotherapy research!"

"Of course." Sensing the gaze from Lu Xingzhi, Dr. Zhang explained: "The consent of the research subject will definitely be obtained."

As he was talking, Lu Xingzhi's keen eyes discovered that behind a few taller green plants, the overall feeling was in a darker direction, and something seemed to be hanging on the wall.

Carefully reaching out his hand, he peeled off the layers of obstructing green leaves, and finally, a painting appeared in front of the two of them.

"Sunflower." Lu Xingzhi looked at the plants in the painting and muttered subconsciously.

"This isn't right!" Compared to his incomprehension, Dr. Zhang's reaction was more violent. His originally warm expression changed color. With a straight face, he pushed Lu Xingzhi away, leaned in front of the wall, and observed carefully. stand up.

"What's wrong?!"

Lu Xingzhi did have a strange feeling when he looked at the painting, but that was his intuition and he couldn't explain why. Now seeing that Dr. Zhang's reaction was much more violent than his own, he immediately felt that there was a big problem with the painting!

"This painting is of sunflowers!" Dr. Zhang pointed to the sunflowers in the painting, "But the side that should be facing the sun is facing the opposite side of the sun contrary to common sense!"

"The sunflower originally got its name because it faced the sun. Now that it no longer faces the sun, do you think it can still be called this name?!"

"Moreover." Dr. Zhang's expression turned even worse. He stretched out his fingers and touched the drawing paper with a slight tremor.

"Do you feel that?"

"This sunflower, is it too dark?!"

"Yes!" Dr. Zhang clapped his hands heavily, "It's just dark!"

"Look at the direction it's facing!"

Lu Xingzhi looked along Dr. Zhang's hand. He saw that it was partly black and too scrawl. It was placed in this backlit place. The lack of light made him think it was a stain or something else at first.

“That’s the foreshadowing here.”

Doctor Zhang paused, glanced at Lu Xingzhi, and swallowed, "It foretells darkness, abyss, hell and destruction!"

"Who painted this painting?!"

Just looking at the painting revealed so many problems. Lu Xingzhi desperately hoped that the painting was just abandoned by someone else or something else, as long as it had nothing to do with Wu Jia!

Lu Xingzhi, who had the strongest suspicion of Wu Jia, first thought that he didn't want it to be Wu Jia, because he didn't dare to think about how Wei Zhengrong would behave, but sorry, the signature that was not scrawled in the lower right corner of the painting could be clearly identified. , the author of this painting is called Wu Jia!

what to do? ! What should I say? !

Just when Lu Xingzhi was in a dilemma, Dr. Zhang spoke again.

“There’s something wrong with this signature too!”

These words were like a beam of light in the dark night, making Lu Xingzhi eager to catch it!

"Did someone else sign it on your behalf or someone else signed it?"

"Then I don't know." Dr. Zhang shook his head. "I'm not engaged in handwriting appraisal. I can only say that there is something in the middle of this signature."

"what?"

"Look." Dr. Zhang pointed to the middle of the two characters and motioned for Lu Xingzhi to look at it. "Does this seemingly continuous scrawling between the two Chinese characters look like a capital English letter, 'H'?"

It's not like, it is!

Lu Xingzhi felt his heartbeat began to accelerate, and the blood in his veins rushed to his mind!

suspects? murderer?

Wu Jia's smiling face appeared in front of Lu Xingzhi again, but dark red and bright red began to appear on the white teeth, which were traces of human blood! It's the murderer! He lied to us! He even lied to Lao Wei! !

Where is Lao Wei? !

Suddenly coming back to his senses, Lu Xingzhi realized that it had been more than ten minutes since Dr. Zhang analyzed the painting with him. How could it be possible that Wei Zhengrong hadn't gone up there in such a big space for more than ten minutes? Come down? !

Is it? !

Lu Xingzhi didn't dare to think about it anymore. His legs suddenly exerted force and he kept shouting loudly.

"Old guard!"

"Wei Zhengrong!!"

He rushed to the second floor in a few steps.

"I'm here." Wei Zhengrong's voice came, and Lu Xingzhi breathed a sigh of relief, "How come you haven't come down even after more than ten minutes?!"

Following the sound, he opened the door. This should be Wu Jia's bedroom. A large oil painting was facing the door. Wei Zhengrong just stood in front of the painting, his back looking indescribably lonely and lonely.

"what happened?"

Lu Xingzhi didn't know why, so he turned his head and looked in the direction of the guard's majestic eyes.

"This painting is not very good,,,"

Lu Xingzhi stopped talking mid-sentence because he could see what this painting, this unfinished painting, was about.

“Earthly Paradise, Garden of Eden?”

Dr. Zhang also came to the room and saw the painting. Now his expression is more serious, and his sharp eyes seem to see through the painting!

"Correct."

Wei Zhengrong's body trembled slightly, "Wu Jia was not at home. I saw this painting when I came up."

This painting was familiar to the three people present. For Wei Zhengrong and Lu Xingzhi, after Zhang Sicheng was arrested two years ago, the bureau specifically searched for this oil painting on the Internet. At that time, everyone was still familiar with this painting. After debating the quality of the painting, we finally came to a consensus that there was nothing wrong with the painting, but Zhang Sicheng was the one with the problem. Whatever an evil person sees will be evil!

Dr. Zhang can recognize it simply because when he was studying in college, his classmates were involved in paintings, books and music products that may cause changes in emotions and thoughts. This painting left a particularly deep impression on him. Now he sees a painting that has not yet been The completed Garden of Eden section was here, bringing him back to his senses immediately.

"Look quickly to see if there are any other similar ones or other parts of this painting!"

"If there is only one Garden of Eden, in my judgment, it's not that serious!"

The three of them immediately spread around the small bedroom, rummaging through the bed, under the bed, in the closet, and in the desk, but they only found this one.

"Fortunately!"

Dr. Zhang wiped the sweat from his forehead. Part of it was caused by emotional excitement, and the other part was purely caused by rummaging through boxes and cabinets.

"Now this painting only covers the Garden of Eden, and there is no painting of the human world and hell. It doesn't matter, the situation may not be as serious as we think!"

Wei Zhengrong took a deep breath. He felt like he was about to collapse. He leaned against the side of the closet, preparing to rest.

"Then he will go now,,,"

Before Lu Xingzhi finished speaking, he saw a rolled-up piece of drawing paper poured out from the side of the closet where Wei Zhengrong was leaning against the wall.

Judging from the color, it should be a painting that has been painted and colored, and for some reason, hidden in the back of the closet.

"open to take a look!"

Wei Zhengrong gritted his teeth and shouted: "Open it and take a look!!"

He was the closest to the fallen painting, but he really didn't dare to reach out, and he didn't have the strength to reach out. If he hadn't been leaning against the closet, he would have collapsed on the ground!

Doctor Zhang looked at the two of them, took a deep breath, leaned over and picked up the scroll, preparing to hand it to Lu Xingzhi.

"Open directly!"

Wei Zhengrong and Lu Xingzhi said in unison.

Doctor Zhang became obviously nervous, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and then carefully unfolded the scroll.

A completely completed and fully colored 'Paradise on Earth' was displayed nakedly in front of the three people.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense and intense!