Rubik's Cube Seven Days Dream

In the interrogation room, there were two plastic tables that were joined together. In front of the table sat a thin young man with frizzy and messy brown hair. His face was smudged to make it difficult to see what he looked like. This was what made him hang his head. , the scorching hot incandescent lamp above the fearless head.

All of this was recorded by the unique high-definition panoramic camera in the interrogation room. The young man looked at the camera through the gaps in his hair. The colorful light spots reflected by the dark lens were like some kind of eagle raptor, which made people panic.But as if the young man saw something funny, he chuckled twice, making the metal cuffs on his hands make a crisp sound, breaking the silent confrontation.

He raised his eyes to the sitting Professor Kang and glanced at the young man. His sharp eyes pierced through the gold-rimmed glasses, and he finally stopped flipping through the materials.

"Do you know why you are here?"

The youth did not speak.

"This appraisal is your last chance, Xu Minglang."

The young man named "Xu Minglang" finally reacted, pulled his eyes out from under his bangs, and smiled twice after seeing the person sitting opposite him clearly.

Professor Kang was taken aback when he saw those eyes. He has always been confident in his ability to see people, and firmly believes that a person's charm and disposition cannot be concealed by foreign objects, and the eyes will eventually reveal everything.

But he had to admit that, not to mention among suspects, even among ordinary people, the eyes in front of him revealed a rare stability and kindness.

Professor Kang asked, "Why are you laughing?"

"Maybe it's because you are younger than I thought. I thought it would be an old man." The lower half of the face of the young man named Xu Minglang is very beautiful. The lip shape is also very beautiful, the lower lip is slightly thicker than the upper lip, and two canine teeth can be seen when speaking.

Such a reckless attitude even made Professor Kang doubt whether the young man in front of him knew the impact of this appraisal result on him.

12 lives, that's not something that can be done after two years of squatting.

That's going to be a shot.Generally, prisoners who know that they are going to be sentenced to death will cherish the opportunity to obtain a psychiatric evaluation, and wish to use their acting skills all their lives, even if they spend the rest of their lives in a mental hospital, it is better than closing their eyes.

Professor Kang was observing, to see if Xu Minglang's indifference was an acting skill.

Standing outside the window were two police officers in uniform. They looked at their watches from time to time, or talked to each other. The depression between their brows formed a dramatic contrast with the atmosphere in the room.

Among them, the short young policeman whispered, "How long has it been, and it hasn't started yet?"

Another tall and thin police officer seemed more calm: "What's the hurry, do you know who the two people sitting inside are?"

"Of course I know that lunatic. Who is this Professor Kang? He was very polite when we heard our director talk with him on the phone yesterday. He has a lot of background?"

"Professor Kang was sent by the central government, what do you think?"

The short man was a little shocked and said "ah": "It's just this lunatic, how can he make such a mobilization?"

"What do you think? Killed 12 homeless people within a year, destroyed the victim's appearance with a hammer, and left a Rubik's Cube logo on the scene after committing the crime. Are you staring at us?"

The short police officer let out a thoughtful "Oh".

"Oh what? Go in and take notes." The tall and thin policeman made a gesture to kick the opponent's ass, and the young policeman said "Ouch", picked up the notebook prepared on the table and entered the interrogation room.

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interrogation room

"Xu Minglang, 26 years old, native of Beijing, studied at Binhai Conservatory of Music in 2012, and stayed in Binhai after graduation. Bad habits and criminal record. However, during your tenure in the bar, you killed a total of 12 homeless people, and every time you committed a crime, you would leave a Rubik’s cube pattern on the scene, some were drawn on paper, and some were simply Draw the blood of your victims on the ground. The media calls you the 'cube killer'."

Professor Kang closed the file, took out a photo, and pushed it in front of Xu Minglang: "Are you familiar with it?"

The photo shows a rusty hammer, and the bottom of the wooden handle is slightly oily, which is obviously caused by the owner's repeated handling.

Seeing that Xu Minglang didn't respond, Professor Kang took the photo back and said, "Don't be nervous. Today is a psychiatric evaluation. I'm not a policeman. It's not my duty to investigate cases. Let's just chat briefly, shall we?"

"Then let me introduce myself first..."

"No need." Xu Minglang interrupted, "It doesn't matter what your name is."

Professor Kang didn't feel offended, but was happy because the young man spoke up: "Why?"

"This world is all fake, and you will disappear sooner or later, so it doesn't make sense to say it."

Professor Kang nodded as if agreeing, and lured the other party to continue: "Do you think all this is fake, an illusion? Including me?"

Xu Minglang shrugged.

Professor Kang nodded: "I have a question."

"Please ask."

"You have always targeted marginalized people who live in no fixed place, but in the end you killed a salesman, and buried the body hastily in the garden near the apartment, but because the smell was too strong, you were arrested the next day. Neighbors found out and called the police. Does this have anything to do with the 'illusion' you mentioned?" Professor Kang's tone was calm, as if he was not facing a serial murderer, but the cashier at the front desk.

"You want to know the answer, and it's a long, long story."

Xu Minglang leaned forward, leaning himself close to the cold table, but looked past Professor Kang at the camera behind him, and slowly revealed a contemptuous smile.

Professor Kang made a "please speak" gesture.

"Do you believe that people can disappear out of thin air?"

"Disappear?" Professor Kang was still considering the accuracy of the wording, but Xu Minglang explained before him:

"To be precise, her existence was wiped out of this world..."

.........

......

"Huh—" The subway roared past.

When Xu Minglang rushed to the subway station, the last train had just left. He glanced at the electronic screen, and it was 10 minutes before the next train.

Exhausted physically and mentally after a day of work, he adjusted the shoulder straps of his guitar case, changed to a more comfortable standing posture, and stared at the reflection on the glass of the subway door to empty his mind.

The young man in the reflection has fluffy and messy hair, a motorcycle jacket with a gray scarf, and he still insists on unruly outfits in the late autumn in the north. Compared with the passers-by wearing cotton and down jackets next to him, why was his girlfriend holding his ears to him before he finally went out.. ....

There were two "buzzing" sounds in his pocket, and he turned on the phone to see that the sender was his girlfriend, Xue Yingying.

"How long will it take to get home? I'm ready to cook fish."

"It is estimated that it will take more than 40 minutes, so there is no rush to do it." He replied.

The other side replied quickly: "Well, be careful on the road."

The words "be careful on the road" on the screen seemed to have some kind of magical power, pulling Xu Minglang back from the lonely cloud to the world, his heart was filled with warmth, and the mediocre work and insensitive life seemed worthwhile for a while.

Xu Minglang was actually very conflicted for a while.He likes to write songs, and has also submitted his own original songs on various music websites, and even some of them have a certain degree of popularity, but the public only knows their songs, not their "composers". I don't know how to manage myself, which leads to wasting several opportunities to become famous.

He graduated from Binyin University four years ago. Some seniors saw his talent and dragged him to join his own original music studio, promising to start from scratch. One day, they will become the mainstay of Chinese original music. .

Not long afterwards, the senior's family found him a job in the court, and the studio dispersed.Unemployment urgently coupled with the urgent need for rent, during that time he didn't even have money for food, and he had to rely on Yingying to pay the rent for several months.And he took his works to recording studios and music studios all day to apply for jobs, and he also contributed to several record companies, but in the end there was no news.

At that time, he had already graduated for a year. Some of his peers had good family conditions, and their parents were not in a hurry for their children to make money. They all went abroad to study, and many of them gave up their careers. Like that senior, they obeyed their parents. Arranged by someone, find a stable job.

There are also people like him who are struggling to persevere, but still can't see where the future road will lead.

At that time, the idealism of the young man was collided by ruthless realism, and there were only two paths before him, either to grit his teeth and persevere, and one day he would make it through; or to give up making music and find a solid job.

He didn't make up his mind until Xue Yingying was 24 years old, and he suddenly realized that this girl with whom he was a childhood sweetheart could no longer afford to wait.

Xue Yingying was half a year older than him. The two grew up in the same compound, and the two families lived opposite each other. From the time when they were bare buttocked and muddy together in kindergarten, to the time when they had a puppy love in junior high school and were caught by their parents chasing them all over the alley, they cried and laughed together. Infiltrate each other's lives.

Maybe it's time to give up chasing after something ethereal.As far as he is concerned now, it is his responsibility to give a girl down-to-earth happiness.

It happened that there was a piano shop recruiting people at that time. Apart from being a little far away from home, the conditions were good in all aspects, and being a guitar teacher was considered a music-related job. He passed the interview and has been working until today.

He told himself that it was a good thing to strike a balance between ideal and reality.Whether it was for Xue Yingying or for himself.

There were more people at the station entrance, and Xu Minglang felt that there were people pushing forward behind him. He subconsciously reached for his pocket, and his fingers touched a small velvet box. He took it out and took a look. Inside was a glittering diamond ring.

This is an engagement ring.

The ring was originally bought a week ago, but because of the custom engraving, I only got it today.Xu Minglang hasn't figured out how to give the ring to Yingying, he hasn't prepared anything tonight, it's too hasty, let's wait a few days.After a few days, he will make up some anniversary, go to the newly opened western restaurant on Qing'an East Road for dinner, and then hide the ring in the cake.

How cheesy and classic.

Xu Minglang put away the diamond ring, lights flashed in the depths of the tunnel, and the crowd slowly moved, but he felt uncomfortable as if he was being watched, and suddenly turned his head away.

The two little girls who swiped their mobile phones in the back were startled, they glanced at Xu Minglang from time to time, and then talked about something with a smile.

The dark heads moved around, but Xu Minglang still noticed the tall figure at a glance.The other party was wearing a dark sweater and a peaked cap under the hood. His face was covered by a mask, so he couldn't see anything at all.

"Hello—what's the matter?" Xu Minglang called to the man.

The man didn't respond, but lowered his hat and walked away.

Xu Minglang just wanted to chase after him, but the subway had already arrived, and the crowd behind him surrounded him and moved forward. He couldn't get out of the crowd, so he had to follow and get on the train.

Damn, dead stalker.