[Rebirth] I died in summer

"What? Gu Huan is not the murderer!" Qin Kongqing stood up excitedly, staring at Yin Chengxi who was standing aside.

"Yes, I'm sorry." Qin Kongqing's appearance at this time was a bit scary, and Yin Chengxi was so frightened that he bowed to Qin Kongqing.

Huo Ge gave Qin Kongqing a dissatisfied look, and said, "Why are you scaring him? He's already timid, and he won't be scared if he's scared." He then said to Yin Chengxi, "Tell me what's going on."

Yin Chengxi glanced at Huo Ge very gratefully, and said to Qin Kongqing: "Well, that, the investigation shows that Xiao...Mr. Gu spent the night at Xiao's house from May [-]th to May [-]th, and Aunt Xiao And the lie detector also showed that Mr. Gu did not know Mr. Lin, and there was no relationship between them."

"How did this happen?" Qin Kongqing always thought that Gu Huan was the murderer who killed Lin Lixia, but now Yin Chengxi told him that the murderer who killed Lin Lixia was not Gu Huan?Who would that be?

It was hard to think that I had grasped the hope, but this ray of hope slipped away from the palm of my hand...

"Could it be... it's Jian Weimu?" Ever since he found out that Jian Weimu did those things, Huo Ge had a bad impression of Jian Weimu, thinking that this guy disturbed social order, affected the police's handling of the case, and even covered up A criminal like Chen Mingyu.

"Impossible," Lin Lixia immediately vetoed, "From the content of my conversation with Jian Weimu last time, Jian Weimu would not kill innocent people, and he would not use his own hand to kill."

"That's right." Qin Kongqing echoed, "Speaking of Jian Weimu, Huo, did Chen Mingyu find it?"

"No, it's his grandma's. I don't know where this pervert has gone. He's really good at hiding." Huo Ge became angry when he mentioned this, and Liu Yi didn't know how many times he came to remind him. I beat him up once without urging him once, and scolded him for being lazy and incompetent, which made him angry.Huo Ge clenched his fists, wishing he could get Chen Mingyu out and beat him up.

Neither Chen Mingyu nor the murderer of Lin Lixia could be found. The three big men were very depressed.

A week later, they got another message.

"Jian Weimu is crazy?!" When Lin Lixia heard the news, he couldn't believe his ears.

Huo Ge on the other end of the phone said helplessly: "I only found out the news yesterday, the doctor told me that Jian Weimu is an antisocial personality disorder plus intermittent schizophrenia, and has now been transferred to a special mental hospital went."

"Could it be an act?"

"I don't know about it. Anyway, when I went to see him yesterday, he had a good time with other patients."

After Lin Lixia hung up the phone, he looked at Qin Kongqing worriedly, and said, "Just now, Lao Huo said that Jian Weimu is crazy."

"Is Jian Weimu crazy?!" Qin Kongqing also had a look of disbelief.

"Yes, it's said to be antisocial personality disorder plus intermittent schizophrenia."

"Could it be an act?"

Lin Lixia thought that the two of them had lived together for a long time, and they had exactly the same fucking reactions to things. He thought for a while, and said: "I'm not sure. To be honest, I think it's probably just pretending. Because , I always feel that Jian Weimu has some ulterior motive."

"Why do you say that?"

"When I went to find Jian Weimu, he happened to be at home and opened the door for me, as if he was waiting there on purpose. With Jian Weimu's IQ, it is not easy to escape, but He just waited there, as if he wanted to be caught by us on purpose."

Jian Weimu is different from other criminals, since he can escape once, it means he can escape a second time, but he didn't do that.Why did he deliberately get caught, and why did he deliberately pretend to be crazy? Could it be that there was something waiting for him in the mental hospital?

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[January 20, [-]XX, sunny.

This is the third day I have been in the mental hospital attached to the Public Security Bureau. The mental patients here do not seem to be threatening. As long as you don’t provoke them, they are usually very friendly.Of course, there are also some extremely aggressive and scheming ones.

The patients here like to lean on the window sill to look at the scenery, or read a book over and over again, or stare at someone, I think this is their way of passing the time.

In order to blend in with them, I started to learn to do the same thing as them, I found a guy who seemed to be easy to get along with and became a 'friend' with him.He likes to squat on the ground and count the 'bugs' on the floor, sometimes for an entire afternoon, and share the appearance of those 'bugs' with me with relish.To be honest, I can't see those 'bugs', but in order to have a conversation with him, I will pretend that I saw a lot of 'bugs'.

One guy was staring at my ass today and I accidentally got soup in his eye while eating. 】

[January 20, [-]××, cloudy.

This is the seventh day I have been in the psychiatric hospital affiliated to the Public Security Bureau. It seems that my acting skills are good. The doctors here are willing to believe that I am one of those poor mental patients.

I began to secretly search for the whereabouts of that man, but unfortunately, that man hid too deeply, and people often came to disturb me, making it impossible for me to look any further.

The guy who counted bugs seemed to have seen many new tricks again, and he began to count all kinds of fish in the sky.Looking up at the sky was too tiring, I decided not to get along with him for the time being, he seemed very depressed why I suddenly ignored him.But because he is a mental patient, he will not be angry because I ignore him, let him go.

Today the person living in my younger brother's body came to me. He glanced at me from a distance through the glass window, and he didn't know what he was here for. I hope he won't destroy my plan.

Surprisingly, most of the people here like sweets, it seems that this is a good discovery. 】

[January 20, 27××, sunny.

This is the second week since I came to the psychiatric hospital affiliated to the Public Security Bureau. The doctors became more and more relaxed about me, and I managed to find the man's room.But I didn't go in to look for him, I just took a look at him from a distance outside the ward, he was still so disgusting, it was more disgusting than the rotten dog shit in the gutter.

At the same time, I started teaching my 'friends' how to play darts.Of course, I don’t have darts at hand, all I have is some sharpened wood. As for the target, it is the big thick tree outside the ward, on which I drew a target.

I pretended to be the participant and the organizer and took them to a game of darts, and the winner would get sugar and cake.

I think what Chenchen said is right, good looks really have great benefits, just like that poor female nurse in the ward.He clearly knew that I was not sick, but he still kept it a secret for me, and was willing to provide me with a knife and sweets.

I hope my 'friends' can practice their skills as soon as possible, so that I can complete my plan as soon as possible. 】

[February 20th, [-]××, overcast.

This is the No.20 seven days since I came to the Mental Hospital Affiliated to the Public Security Bureau. This is also the first time I have spent the New Year in a mental hospital.

I don't know if Chinese people are born with a personality that likes to celebrate the New Year. Whether it is a mental patient or a doctor or nurse, they are all in a surprisingly good mood.The style and quantity of meals are also more than before, but I don't care much about my appetite, so I gave the unfinished food to other people.

I went to see the man again, he was still lying on the bed like a piece of garbage, no, he was not even worse than garbage.

The fish counting guy was very excited today. He told me that he saw a red carp in the sky and said he would have good luck.Ah, is it true that sometimes mental patients can live happier lives? Is it true that if I am really crazy, I will know what happiness is?

It's ridiculous. I have lived for nearly 29 years, but I never know what it feels like to be happy, and I never know what it feels like to like. Maybe I, Jian Weimu, is really an abnormal person.

Sorry, had a little drink today and talked too much. 】

[February 20, 22××, overcast.

This is the No.40th day when I came to the Mental Hospital Affiliated to the Public Security Bureau. The weather was very gloomy, but I still took my 'friends' out to practice darts.

They are getting better and better, many of them can hit the ninth or tenth ring, they are very good, but I can't do it.

Chen Mingyu is here today, this guy got the news from me, and he ran over recklessly, damn it.

He still said that he hoped that I could go with him, that he wanted to protect me, but I still refused him.To be honest, I don't have the slightest feeling for this person, it's just a chess piece that can be used. Why does a chess piece have so many emotions?Why does this person have such feelings for me?It is really unpredictable.

Speaking of which, Chen Mingyu is not a good guy, he has to find a chance to get rid of him.

I still need some time to find a better opportunity to practice my 'friends' darts skillfully before I can carry out my plan.

By the way, before that, Chen Mingyu had to be dealt with. 】

【March 20, [-]××, rain.

This is the day I came to the psychiatric hospital affiliated to the Public Security Bureau. I began to reveal the fact that I was pretending to be sick. I thought, those doctors should turn around and tell the police.

I remember that the policeman in charge of me was surnamed Huo. He was a guy with well-developed limbs but a simple mind.But fortunately, I asked Chen Mingyu to check the manpower situation of the police station in the next few days, and Huo Ge seemed to have something to do.

They will probably send the little policeman next to Hogo who looks useless at first glance, that one seems to be easier to deal with.

The little policeman is here, and I'm almost ready to carry out my plan. 】