dead innocent

"Mr. He, do you want the land at No. 36 South of Beiling Street?"

"Ah."

"Not in other places? Like NO.30? It's only 36 meters away from No. 100."

"No."

"Why, why?"

He Cheng raised his head from the colorful brochure pages, looked at him seriously, and said, "I calculated that No. 36 is located between the Pearl Tower and the Twin World Trade Center, with a flat view, and it is the only one in the city where you can see the sunrise." The place where the sun goes down and often receives the longest sun exposure in the city."

Xiao Shu clutched his phone to prevent his voice from leaking in, with a bitter expression about to kneel to the uncle: "But the government approval has come down, and the gymnasium will be built on the 36th."

He Cheng: "Then let the gymnasium be moved to the east, NO.30 is also good."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his eyes, and then looked at the supermarket discount promotion brochure spread on his lap. Xiao Shu walked to the stairs at the end of the corridor with his mobile phone on the side. He didn't know how to negotiate with the people from the construction bureau to It was said that they moved the gymnasium by 100 meters, so that He Cheng could leave a piece of land where he could watch the sunrise and sunset.

This is a psychological clinic, and it is expected that the familiar doctor needs to be about a week in advance. He Cheng made an appointment a week ago, and he only attended the appointment today.He made an appointment at 01:30 noon. At this time, there were still about ten minutes before the appointment time. He sat in the central lobby and waited. The brochure he was reading now was given by a college student who was part-time advertising at the entrance of the office building when he went upstairs. He didn't know which part of his body looked like he needed to do some shopping in time for the supermarket's discount promotion season, but he still took it.

About 10 minutes later, a nurse called his name, opened the door of the 07 clinic for him, and said with a smile, "I've been waiting for a long time."

He Cheng nodded to her and entered the consulting room.

The familiar female doctor sat on a single sofa in front of the window and waited for him. Opposite her was another single sofa that looked comfortable and ergonomic. He Cheng walked over and stood opposite her sit down.

"I didn't expect to meet again so soon, Mr. He."

Dr. Li flipped through his medical records and said with a smile, "Is there anything you want to talk about today?"

He Cheng crossed his legs, gently supported his forehead with one hand, sat on the sofa in a very relaxed and relaxed posture, and said, "No, I'm here today to ask you to answer the questions I raised last time. .”

Dr. Li closed the medical record book, looked up at him, and said with a gentle smile, "Is it related to Police Officer Chu?"

He Cheng nodded.

Dr. Li leaned back on the back of the chair as if he was stumped, turned his head and looked through the floor-to-ceiling windows at the crowded ground, tapped the medical record with the pen in his hand slowly and rhythmically, and suddenly said with a smile: " Look down, Mr. He."

He Cheng followed his words and looked towards the ground.

"What can you see?"

"people."

"Do you think you're the same as them? Are you the same except for who you are?"

He Cheng dragged his forehead and thought seriously for a moment, then said, "It's different."

Dr. Li asked, "What's the difference?"

"They're not me, and I'm not any of them. They don't understand my feelings, they don't have my experience, they don't love what I love, and I'm different from them."

"But when a person lives in the world, there will always be someone similar to him. Do you think there are people similar to you in this world?"

This question made He Cheng more cautious. His eyes suddenly froze when he looked at the crowd on the ground. No one could get in. He said, "Yes."

Doctor Li smiled softly: "With all due respect, this person is definitely not Officer Chu. Who is he?"

He Cheng frowned, closed his eyes tightly and fell into some kind of memory, but couldn't get the answer, and said: "I don't know, and I don't know if 'he' really exists."

"But you dreamed of him?"

He Cheng opened his eyes and said solemnly: "It's not a dream, I know it's not a dream."

"Maybe it's you?"

He Cheng shook his head: "My memory of 'him' is only a back view, the back view of a little boy sitting on a swing. Although I have never seen his face, I am sure that person is not me, he is another person. "

"Why are you sure?"

He Cheng looked at her, with a slow but dignified tone: "I have lived in No. 5 Courtyard of Heping Avenue since I was a child. It should be when I was seven years old. I first saw 'him' on the swing in front of the flower garden in the yard. .The next morning I was looking for the swing in the yard, but I couldn't find it. I asked the gardener at home and the gardener told me that there were never any swings in the yard. But a year later I went to the warehouse to look for things. In the corner of the building, I saw a dismantled swing, yellow, exactly the same as what I saw. So I am sure that the person is real and they are lying."

In the dream at midnight, the bright sunshine, the garden full of summer flowers, the gently swaying swing frame, and a little boy sitting on the swing, about the same age as him, with a thin figure and soft hair, sitting on the swing swinging back and forth , The shadow cast on the ground shrinks continuously with his swing, suddenly far away, now near.

At that time, he seemed to be standing behind a floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the back of the little boy through the glass.He knew what he was doing standing there, and he was waiting for that person to turn around.He has had this dream many times, so many that it seems like a regular meeting with him every night, every time it is such a scene.That person was in the yard, and he was in the room. An invisible barrier separated them far away. He had never seen that person's face, so he eagerly looked at the back of that person, waiting for him to turn around and see clearly who he was. who.

Suddenly, the swing slowly returned to stillness. The boy seemed to sense someone behind him, and turned his neck to turn around...

He Cheng had never seen that boy's face, and every time he wanted to turn his head, he would be awakened by a suffocating feeling like being submerged in water.Except for the psychiatrist, he didn't tell anyone about this 'dream', not even Chu Xingyun.

Dr. Li found that he didn't need any help. The people who came to her for consultation had all kinds of questions and confusion, and paid a high fee for her to answer their questions and clear their minds.But He Cheng only regarded her as an audience, he couldn't listen, and he didn't need any help and advice from her.

If he hadn't expressed concern and troubles to the police officer Chu in his heart, Dr. Li would think that he is an incurable personality disorder patient, but he is not.He just hides scars in his heart, so he is full of indifference to the crowd, has no sense of security, is a post-traumatic patient with excessive self-danger awareness and excessive self-protection awareness.But he hides it so deeply and so well that he looks no different from a 'normal person', but only he himself understands the restlessness and anxiety in his heart.

Dr. Li understood that he could not provide him with any help, because she was also on He Cheng's 'untrustworthy' list.But as her psychiatrist, she still gave professional advice, saying: "With all due respect, Mr. He, I can't help you with your problem. If you want to find out whether there is a deviation in your childhood memory, you can Try hypnosis."

He Cheng glanced at her, curled his lips, and politely refused: "Thank you, I will consider it."

No, he won't think about how he could allow others to invade his memory.

He Cheng adjusted his sitting posture, returned to the relaxed expression he had when he first came in, and returned to the question just now: "So, what is your answer?"

Dr. Li smiled, lowered his head to write shorthand in his notebook, and said, "Your emotional sandbox is giving me a headache." He stopped writing, and looked up at him: "Do you want to lock him up? Or—possess him?"

A layer of messy astigmatism appeared in He Cheng's eyes, and he said to himself, "Really."

"But what do you want from him?"

Yes, what does he want from Chu Xingyun?

Originally, he came here to find answers, but unexpectedly he left with doubts. He Cheng walked out of the consultation room, checked the time, and found that this time was the longest time he had received psychological counseling, one hour and 23 minutes.

Xiao Shu sat at the door and waited for him. When he came out, he said, "Assistant He called just now, saying that someone from the police station has gone to the company."

Speaking of the people in the police station, the first thing he thought of was Chu Xingyun, so he returned to the company as soon as possible without delay. He saw several police cars without flashing lights in the parking lot next to the corridor of the Ark Building, only to realize that he wanted to wrong.

Chu Xingyun has a bit of personal heroism. He rarely drives a police car when traveling, and rarely takes people with him. He always goes to Longtan alone.It is not his style to mobilize people like this, and soon, several plainclothes criminal policemen walking in front of him verified his conjecture.

The man walking in the middle was tall and muscular, with a shaved head and a straight face. His eyes were clearly sharp, and the corners of his eyes were a little slanted, giving him a sharp gaze.It seems that everyone in front of him is a vicious criminal suspect, which is very different from Chu Xingyun.

The criminal police stopped in front of him, took a look at him, then took out his ID and held it up in front of him, saying: "I am Zheng Xihe, the captain of the criminal investigation team of the sub-bureau. Now I suspect that you are involved in murder. Come back with me for investigation."