Starting from you are my glory

"I thought there was a burglar in the house."

Wu Jia's sudden appearance broke the solemn atmosphere between the three of them, but also focused their attention.

"Why didn't you speak?"

Looking at Wei Zhengrong and the other three who were still silent, Wu Jia smiled and pointed at the spread out oil painting, "How is it?"

"As a beginner, can I see my talent from this painting?"

"Why are you drawing this?" The three of them looked at each other, and finally Doctor Zhang spoke first. He hoped to figure out what happened and judge Wu Jia's recent mental state through communication with Wu Jia.

"What can you tell from the painting?" Wu Jia looked at Dr. Zhang with interest, "It's not the one upstairs, it's the one downstairs. You all turned my bedroom into this. I must have specially chosen the painting on the first floor. Have you all seen the paintings with fixed positions?"

"I see it." Doctor Zhang looked at Wu Jia in front of him with a complex expression, "The sunflower has its back to the sun but faces the abyss."

"If you don't know me."

“What was your first reaction when you saw that painting?”

Wu Jia wanted to hear the most professional senses from Dr. Zhang, a psychologist, which would be very helpful for him to seduce the middle-aged man later.

"Although facing the darkness, the sun is still there after all, in a tangled and swaying state." Dr. Zhang didn't know why Wu Jia asked this, but anyway, he wanted to understand Wu Jia's mental state through chatting. The topic could actually be There are so many options.

"Then after you look at the painting downstairs and then the unfinished oil painting upstairs, what is your intuitive feeling?"

In the unfinished painting, Wu Jia refers to the 'Paradise on Earth, the Garden of Eden' that can be seen as soon as you enter the bedroom.

"Towards a dark sinking." Dr. Zhang pursed his lips and decided to tell the truth, "Although this part of the Garden of Eden contains everything that is beautiful and sacred, in fact, no matter how beautiful and sacred it is, it all ends up in the abyss. , turned into devil and evil.”

"But this painting is not intended to tell you this." Dr. Zhang raised his tone, "Through the three paintings together, the artist's original intention is to awaken the good in people's hearts through irony and resist the ubiquitous evil! "

"You can't just look at the appearance and ignore the real intention!"

"That's not what I meant." Wu Jia waved his hand, "When I heard what you said, Dr. Zhang, I understood. The picture downstairs plus this half should be able to make people who don't know me understand that I am gradually falling into darkness. Cognition, what I said should be correct, right?”

What do you mean by someone who doesn't understand you? Dr. Zhang didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but he still followed Wu Jia's question and answered: "That's what it means."

"That's enough." Wu Jia nodded with satisfaction, "It's not in vain that I gave the second personality the temporary use of my hands these days."

"It means that this painting was painted by me, but it was not painted by me."

Seeing that the three people were still staring at him, Wu Jia smiled bitterly and said, "I had a question before, but I never thought about it."

"How did Zhang Sicheng see this painting 13 years ago?"

"The Internet was not developed at that time, and the nature of his work did not involve this aspect. He liked to go to the library, but considering the special nature of this painting, I think there should be no relevant physical objects in the library. Let Zhang Sicheng come and watch?"

The hidden meaning of this sentence made Lu Xingzhi and Wei Zhengrong, who had originally focused on Wu Jia, look serious.

"Yes." Lu Xingzhi glanced at Wei Zhengrong, who was still thinking, "We also went to Nandu City Library to check back then. Although the direction of the check at that time had nothing to do with this painting, we checked the library card and library A bibliographic check, if I remember correctly, does not appear to have any books related to this painting.”

"I don't remember it either." Wei Zhengrong shook his head. Although it happened 13 years ago, his memory is not blurry. Many details are still deeply engraved in his mind until now. Zhang Sicheng was arrested two years ago. Before, Wei Zhengrong could often dream of those scenes at night.

"Yes, none." Wu Jia spread his hands, "So how did Zhang Sicheng see it?"

"Is there a person who has the ability to make this painting appear, and it happens to be noticed by Zhang Sicheng?"

"It's like a dark hand in the dark. No one will notice, but it's there!"

"He did not engage in any surface temptation or instigation to Zhang Sicheng, but through other seemingly unrelated methods, he aroused Zhang Sicheng's evil thoughts deep in his heart, and ultimately prompted Zhang Sicheng to embark on the path of This is the point of no return.”

"The above are all my guesses. I was just thinking about it at first, but two days ago, someone came to my flower shop to buy flowers. When he came in, he complimented me on my beautiful hands."

As Wu Jia spoke, he raised his two palms so that the three of them could see them.

"My hands must be very talented when it comes to painting."

“Before I left, he specifically told me to go online and search for masterpieces by world-renowned painters.”

"This painting, no matter how we discuss it, will always be on the list."

"Who is that man? Do you still remember what he looks like?!"

Lu Xingzhi asked excitedly. He had a strong intuition that this man might be the murderer of Wang Nannan!

"I think this matter can be left to me." Faced with Lu Xingzhi's question, Wu Jia said directly: "Since he planted the seeds here, he will definitely come back to see if they have sprouted."

"When he sees what I have prepared for him, after what he thinks has sprouted, more of his thoughts and ideas will definitely be exposed. I will bring a recorder and keep records at all times. Once sufficient evidence is obtained, you can also directly When you catch someone, you can hit them with one hit, so there is no risk of alerting the enemy."

"After all, if it's true as I guessed, then my more than ten years of suffering, my painful memories, and my destroyed home will be gone."

Wu Jia sniffed, "Bringing him to justice can be considered a kind of comfort to me!"

"Is there any danger?" Lu Xingzhi was still thinking about it. Wei Zhengrong looked at Wu Jia and said with complicated emotions: "After all, you are not a policeman and you have no experience. Doing this rashly is too risky."

"Uncle Wei." Faced with Wei Zhengrong's concern, Wu Jia said with an indifferent expression: "Why don't I have experience?"

"Thanks to him, thanks to Zhang Sicheng, I have enough experience in pretending!"

"And I still have a second personality. If it doesn't work out, I will temporarily hand over control to the second personality. He is completely dark, so there will be no problem."

"After all, it's all my guess. If he's just a passerby who cares about talents and has nothing to do with the case, and if you get involved, wouldn't it be a big mistake?"

"I think it's okay." Lu Xingzhi made his own judgment and looked at Wei Zhengrong, "I will arrange for a few people to stay near the flower shop. If there is any problem, they can come to rescue as soon as possible."

This is to dispel Wei Zhengrong's worries. As Wu Jia said, everyone is still focusing on investigating the suspect. There is really no need to pay too much attention to a passerby who may have nothing to do with the case.

There is nothing wrong with Wu Jia's plan. As for the danger mentioned, if the man is really the mastermind behind the scenes, at most he can do what he did to Zhang Sicheng 13 years ago, luring Wu Jia to release his inner evil thoughts. For Wu Jia, he should be There is no direct life danger.

"Let me think about it again." Wei Zhengrong sighed. It's hard to imagine how a man who was so resolute 13 years ago could be so indecisive now.

"Then, Doctor Zhang." Wu Jia was not in a hurry, because even if Wei Zhengrong disagreed, he would do it according to his own ideas. After all, he was already the one doing it now.

Turning his attention to the melon-eater Dr. Zhang, Wu Jia smiled and said, "Is there anything else you need to communicate or exchange with me now?"

"Can you now, in front of me, let your second personality control your hands and draw the Garden of Eden again?"

Through the conversation just now, Dr. Zhang did not find anything wrong with the Wu Jia in front of him, and the logic in his words was also very rigorous. However, thinking of the uniqueness of Wu Jia's mental condition, he decided to watch his painting live. Make your decision once.

"sure."

"How about going to the first floor?"

Wu Jia tilted his head and looked at the already messy bedroom, "I have to say, Uncle Wei, you and Captain Lu are worthy of being veteran detectives. They searched really thoroughly."

"Ahem." Lu Xingzhi was a little embarrassed and wanted to help clean it up, but it was so messy that he didn't know where to start.

"It doesn't matter, I'll just take care of it later."

After saying that, Wu Jia took the lead and walked to the first floor.

"It's really magical." Dr. Zhang looked at Wu Jia who was painting in front of him with bright eyes. In his eyes, Wu Jia's hands and Wu Jia presented a disharmonious state, a mixture of light and darkness. The confrontation is the confrontation between good and evil.

The hands cannot speak, but Dr. Zhang can tell from the speed of painting with his hands, the strength of holding the pen, etc., that these hands seem to come from the abyss and are covered with blood, but as the owner of the hands, Wu Jia is not affected in any way. Just watching the painting come into being from scratch, there is nothing abnormal mentally.

It seems that everything in front of me has nothing to do with me.

"Really." Dr. Zhang looked at Wu Jia, "I want to use you as a research subject and write a related paper. You can consider it and see if you are willing."

"Is there a salary?" Wu Jia looked at Dr. Zhang who looked eager, and the words he was about to refuse suddenly changed, "I heard that people who participate in new drug experiments are subsidized."

"Dr. Zhang, if you use me as a research subject, do you have to give me some amount?"

"Yes!" Dr. Zhang, who originally thought he would be rejected again, was stunned for a few seconds after hearing Wu Jia's words, and then nodded heavily: "There must be!"

"I can't guarantee that it will be too much. I will go back and file a report right away and try to get you the maximum daily subsidy!"

Dr. Zhang was afraid that Wu Jia would regret it, so after finishing speaking, he looked at Lu Xingzhi and Wei Zhengrong, "There's no problem here, I'll go back to the hospital first!"

“Complete the report approval earlier and start the research earlier!”

Without waiting for the two of them to reply, Dr. Zhang turned and left.

"Then I don't need to continue with my painting, right?" Wu Jia saw that the two of them had no objections, and then canceled the temporary control of the second personality's hands.

Although he does not need to paint, he will still bear the tiredness of sore and swollen hands.

Seeing that Wu Jia was in good spirits and Dr. Zhang, who was the main force, left again, Wei Zhengrong chatted with Wu Jia for a few more words, mostly telling him to pay attention to safety. It seemed that Wei Zhengrong also knew that regardless of himself, Whether he agrees or not, Wu Jia will do it, so it’s better to be careful.

Probably out of guilt for messing up Wu Jia's bedroom, before leaving, Lu Xingzhi bought a small pot of green plants, saying that he would take them back to the office for decoration.

Wu Jia saw through it without saying anything, smiled and took the cost price, then sent the two of them away.

But the smile didn't last long, especially when he saw the bedroom like that, Wu Jia regretted it. He should have sold it to Lu Xingzhi at a higher price just now!

This mess makes people really unhappy!

......

"Guo Shengli is awake!"

The two people who were originally planning to go back to the bureau drove straight to the hospital. Looking at Guo Shengli who looked a few years older on the hospital bed, Wei Zhengrong stepped forward and waved his hand.

"Not in a hurry."

"Speak slowly if you have something to say."

"The doctor said you have this disease and you can't be emotional!"

"Public Security Guard!" Guo Shengli was so excited that he couldn't control himself. As soon as he said a word, his eyes became red, and then tears flowed down.

"Don't be excited, don't be excited." Wei Zhengrong didn't know what to say. After all, 13 years of prison life supported Guo Shengli's belief. In the end, he found out that it was all fake, and no one could bear it!

Lu Xingzhi silently took out a few tissues from the side without saying anything, handed them to Guo Shengli, and motioned for him to wipe them himself.

"Thank you, Captain Lu."

After crying, his depressed mood became better. Guo Shengli wiped it randomly, and then looked at Wei Zhengrong.

"Thirteen years ago, the day I chopped down Bai Xiaowei."

"I was resting in my office. After all, I didn't get a full sleep after days of investigation, and then the bug came in."

"There was paint on his face and there was blood on the corner of his mouth, so I asked him what was wrong."

"He said." When Guo Shengli said this, he paused, took a deep breath, and continued: "He said he knew who killed Du Mei."

"It's Bai Xiaowei. His injuries were caused by seeing Bai Xiaowei molesting a woman and being beaten when he stopped him. Then he brought the molested woman back to testify in front of me."

"I was about to go to Bai Xiaowei to settle the score. Before I left, he called me at the door and said that on his way back, he bumped into a policeman because he couldn't see clearly because it was dark."

When Guo Shengli said this, he closed his eyes in pain. The pain of betrayal deep in his heart made him unable to breathe normally for a while.

No one in the ward spoke, they were all waiting for Guo Shengli to adjust himself.

"He said that if I was afraid that the police would come and cause trouble, I could just hand him over to you!"

"I really regret it now!"

"I should have handed him over to the police back then!"

"I actually hid the truth for this kind of person, and I naively thought that all this was what I, the eldest brother, should do!!!"

"I'm so blind!"