dead innocent

No exaggeration, even though Fu Yichuanyuntalang was well-informed, he was almost scared to death by the two people in the back seat. He couldn't believe his eyes, and he was still clamoring in front of him last week that he would marry first if he didn't get married. Chu Xingyun, who adopted a child to become a father, is actually flirting with He Cheng at this moment——

Yes, they were flirting.

In the closed carriage, Fu Yi thought it was hard not to see or listen to indecent insults. From the rearview mirror, he saw He Cheng clung to Chu Xingyun's ear and whispered to him. Chu Xingyun shyly pushed his shoulders, His face was almost blushing, but he didn't push He Cheng away, because He Cheng hugged his waist tightly and refused to let go.

He was so surprised that he didn't pay attention to the red light at the intersection ahead, and almost bumped into the ass of a Porsche in front of him.

There was a sudden bump in the car, and both of them, who were unstable, rushed forward. Chu Xingyun took the opportunity to push He Cheng's hand away, and quickly pulled down the hem of the T-shirt that was messed up by him, with a serious look on his face. Raised his index finger to warn him: "Don't make trouble."

Sure enough, He Cheng stopped making trouble, he knew exactly where Chu Xingyun's bottom line was, and he had to stabilize before the situation was completely stabilized.

As long as he said it was steady, He Cheng regained his pretentious expression in an instant, straightened the collar of his shirt as if nothing had happened, then took out his mobile phone and called Xiao Shu, asking him to prepare all the documents and materials.

Chu Xingyun listened to him on the phone with his ears upright, and when he hung up, he asked, "You haven't told me yet, what is the clue?"

He Cheng said: "You will know later."

The clue he mentioned was a design drawing of the Rose Manor. The first one who wanted to build a garden villa on Ludan Mountain to hide his beauty was Zou Yuheng, one of the princelings. Jin, used the money to build two more villas to buy the right to build the Rose Manor, and this matter was only circulated among He Cheng, Zou Yuheng, Jiang Zhaonan, Qin Xiao, and a few young masters, because everyone knew each other very well. Temperament, so he has done a good job in keeping secrets. If He Cheng hadn't revealed to him, Chu Xingyun still thought that the ownership of Rose Manor belonged to Zou Yuheng. But he was cut off by Jiang Zhaonan. Jiang Zhaonan had no money, and he was the least favored in the family. Even the money to buy the land was obtained by selling the real estate without telling the elders in the family. He Cheng also said that Jiang Zhaonan sold the two villas not long ago. The right leg was injured, and two steel plates and four steel nails were driven into it, and he hid in the Green Garden Villa to recuperate like a lost dog.

Chu Xingyun is not interested in the gossip among these rich and powerful sons, he just wants to know what mystery is in the blueprint He Cheng gave him.

But He Cheng said: "The blueprint is not a mystery, time is a mystery."

The Swan City Company was still in operation, and Xiao Shu helped him organize everything in an orderly manner. When He Cheng led two criminal policemen into the Ark Building, He Cheng once again saw the staff working under him, his brows were filled with joy, but he also secretly harbored feelings. They looked at him with sympathetic eyes, as if in their eyes, he was already in prison, and his crime was dying.

Under the gaze of such eyes, He Cheng led Chu Xingyun and Fu Yi into his office, and Xiao Shu had already prepared the documents and was waiting for them.

The president's office is very large, divided into two rooms, the outside room is used for meeting guests, and the inside room is used for office work. Chu Xingyun took the blueprint handed over by Xiao Shu, sat down on a set of reception sofas in the outside room, and opened it quickly. I browsed through it again: "What time?"

"The time when Rose Manor was built."

He Cheng winked at Xiao Shu, and Xiao Shu took out another document from the filing cabinet and placed it on the low table in front of Chu Xingyun, saying: "These are from April 2013 to September 4, 2014. All the missing persons in Jiang City."

One is the missing persons information, the other is the construction drawings, and the two unrelated documents are put together. Chu Xingyun tried to find the connection between the two, and asked while looking at the documents: "What are you collecting these materials for? ?”

He Cheng said, "For today."

After speaking, he sat down opposite him, and pointed his index finger at the upper right corner of the drawing: "Look at the time."

"March 13, 4?"

Chu Xingyun was slightly taken aback, and then quickly flipped through the missing persons information to find out the missing women who were around 20 years old in recent years. It was found that the first missing woman whose whereabouts were still missing was on April 4, and the blueprint plan The time difference is only 3 days.

He seemed to have been inspired to arrange the files of the missing women in chronological order, and put the design drawings of the Rose Manor at the end of the time. He was surprised to find that this was a complete timeline. The construction of the Rose Manor started on April 13, 4. , was completed on August 18, 14. If these two time points are pushed forward, it will be April 8, 25, when the first woman disappeared, and August 13, 4, when the last woman disappeared. ——

The case of missing women starts with the construction of Rose Manor and ends with the completion of Rose Manor. All the time points seem to form a circle, connected back and forth like a snake biting its own tail, closely arranged.

Chu Xingyun does not need to point out, he is good at associating, when He Cheng provides him with clues, even if it is messy and unrelated, he can break through layers of barriers and find a shortcut to pass the level in the maze. After thinking and exploring, after bumping into walls on all sides, I finally found a way to the exit. Before I could be overjoyed, I found that the way ahead was blocked.

"The time is not right."

He picked out the first file of the missing woman, pointed to the date and said, "Before the start of construction."

He Cheng was much calmer than him at this time, sitting on the sofa, he still had the leisure to ask Xiao Shu to bring two cups of coffee, and when the coffee arrived, he said, "Maybe that's why he bought Rose Manor."

Chu Xingyun straightened his waist from the low table, frowned, and looked at him fixedly: "What do you mean?"

He Cheng held the coffee tray in his left hand, picked up the silver spoon in his right hand and stirred it in the cup for a while, then the silver spoon in his hand lightly knocked against the wall of the cup, making two crisp sounds: "There is a ghost."

Chu Xingyun seemed to understand his words, and seemed to be more confused, and asked again: "What the hell."

He Cheng bent down slightly, freed up one hand and pushed the first missing woman's file in front of him, raised his amber eyes and looked at him, saying, "She is a ghost."

Chu Xingyun looked down following his guidance, and saw a handsome face with baby fat, and a pair of lead-ink printed eyes on the face were dark and lifeless. At this moment, these eyes were looking at him, and he seemed to be From the eyes made of white paper and black lead, one can see the coldness and strong breath of death permeating the black and white posthumous photos.

As if he was really facing the dead, Chu Xingyun's back felt cold, and the chill rushed from the spine to the top of the head, making him cold all over, and even the slightest air was blowing out from the cracks in the bones, "You mean this missing person The woman is already dead?"

He Cheng handed him the warm coffee in his hand, and waited until he reached out to catch it, then took out a tissue and slowly wiped his fingers, saying: "The following remarks are just speculation, and I am not responsible."

Chu Xingyun took a sip of the bitter coffee and let out a breath: "Say."

Fu Yi silently walked to Chu Xingyun and sat down, also wanting to listen carefully to what He Cheng could say.

He Cheng smiled, and said to Chu Xingyun: "You'd better record it, or write it down, this is my confession, if Jiang Zhaonan is really arrested, I will not go to the police station to cooperate with you to make a confession."

Fu Yi didn't say anything, took out a recording pen that he carried with him and put it in a conspicuous place on the table: "It's time to start."

So, He Cheng said: "Just now we talked about the mask, the mask was given to me by Jiang Zhaonan in March 13. The reason was that he invited me to join some club. At that time, I didn't have a close relationship with him, and besides, he had no assets and no real power. , I didn't want to be bound with him, so I rejected him, and never asked him about his 'club'. In mid-April of the same year, Zou Yuheng wanted to build a villa in Ludan Mountain. We all know the purpose of it. Otherwise, he would not have built the villa in a remote place in the outskirts of the mountain, but after Jiang Zhaonan heard about it, he decided to seize that piece of land. The two police officers, that place is not a treasured place of geomantic omen, and it is impossible for it to appreciate in value in the short term. , Zou Yuheng is the only son in the family, he has a lot of financial resources, and some of his capital is squandered. Compared with him, Jiang Zhaonan is simply a poor and settled family, and he has no capital to squander, but Jiang Zhaonan sold the house privately and bought the Rose Manor from Zou Yuhang for three times the price. Quan, don’t you think his eating is a bit ugly, a bit embarrassed, and a bit too hasty? Later, he got the right to build the Rose Manor, and asked the designer to modify the drawings. He dug a large cellar on the first floor, saying it was used For a wine cellar, right here."

He Cheng stretched out his finger and pointed to the large bedroom on the first floor in the floor plan, and said, "Here, who would build the wine cellar in the master bedroom? I asked the designer back then. At that time, Jiang Zhaonan only changed this place. After the villa was built, the workers only changed it Can work during the day, but must leave at night, and no one can enter the master bedroom on the first floor, so the progress is very slow, until more than a year later, the entire villa is renovated, and Jiang Zhaonan sealed off the wine cellar in the master bedroom. Dead, and filled with cement, completely sealed."

After finishing speaking, he lightly tapped the drawing with his index finger, and said softly, "What do you think is buried here?"

Chu Xingyun was drinking the cup of coffee, and after listening to his words, his stomach couldn't stop stirring like it was filled with cement, and he seemed to be able to smell the metallic smell of blood.

He Cheng saw that his face was getting worse and worse, although he couldn't bear it, he still helped him to tell the conclusion: "If I were Jiang Zhaonan, I killed a woman and left her in a remote mountain suburb, but that corpse might It will be dug out of the soil by the builders. I can only seize the land where the corpses are buried first, but unexpectedly found that I got a perfect place to hide the corpses. Breaking the ground will not cause the slightest suspicion, and you can even come and go freely with great fanfare. I can build a tomb—and keep making dead souls."

His deduction was so horrifying that Fu Yi couldn't help his heart palpitations, his hands and feet were cold, as if the person sitting in front of him was not He Cheng, but Jiang Zhaonan himself, with dark and soft eyes, and always with a smile on his face big boy.

Fu Yi asked: "You mean, these missing women are all dead and buried in the wine cellar? What does that have to do with Duke Butterfly? The four dead who were killed by Duke Butterfly were thrown in the center of the city. hide."

The moment He Cheng turned his eyes to look at him, Fu Yi really saw Jiang Zhaonan's shadow on his face, those dark and thick eyebrows, the bright red corners of his lips that twitch upwards, and that seemingly gentle but cold eyes, Jiang Zhaonan His face flashed past He Cheng's, making it really hard to tell whether it was He Cheng who entered the scene, or whether the souls of the two were one.

"Have you met Jiang Zhaonan?"

He Cheng's lips curled up, his eyes gradually became lax, as if he had fallen into some kind of delirium, his eyes were full of blurred illusions, wandering in the intricate boundary between reality and illusion, and he said like a story: "He seems to be outgoing and cheerful. , but actually withdrawn and withdrawn, his appearance is as empty as his heart, he is like a walking corpse whose senses and taste buds have been taken away, any low-level stimulation can't awaken his desire, he needs the strongest and most vigorous stimulation , only drinking blood and eating flesh can prick his numb and cold heart, but he can never be satisfied in the feast of the devil. At first he was addicted to the pleasure of destroying other people's lives, and then he gradually lost himself in this pleasure , he lay in deep sleep in the blood, but his heart could never find peace. His more manic soul wanted to break through his body to seek relief, but he was addicted to the desire for freshness and life, and he couldn't extricate himself from it. He was tied to a cross and hanged, and he wanted to sit under the stage and watch the souls flying on the cross. He knew that he was sick, and there was no cure for it. While seeking medical treatment, he redeemed himself. Sealing the cellar is not just to hide the evil, he wants to seal the devil in his body, but the devil's ghost is always entangled in his body and follows him like a shadow, he has become a puppet of the devil, so he tries to send a signal to the outside world, four A dead person abandoned in the center of Yinjiang is his signal. He is both showing off his strength and seeking self-destruction. He is very contradictory. Handing over the right to judge—it’s wonderful, a person can be so distorted and divided, wanting to save himself and destroy himself at the same time, or for him, he doesn’t need redemption, he just needs a death full of ritual sense , one of the cruelest and bloodiest death rituals, he kills for death, he buries alive for death, throws his body for death, everything he does is for death, he was born for death! Longing to be split open from the body to release the devil in the body, longing to embrace my lost and helpless soul before the spirit withers—"

'Crack! With a sound, the cup in Chu Xingyun's hand almost hit the table, the coffee splashed all over the table, and the remaining few drops fell to the floor along the corner of the table.

Chu Xingyun shouted sharply: "He Cheng!"