crime puzzle

Lan He took Cheng Xiaojing back to the town, and found a fast hotel to make do for the night.The two of them had been tossed enough for the whole night, and they were extremely exhausted both physically and mentally.

Go to sleep this time, and then open your eyes, it will be three poles in the sun.

Lan He touched the phone from the bedside, and turned on the screen - in addition to the time on the screen, the row of missed calls below is particularly eye-catching.Lan He was startled and got up in a hurry.

Cheng Xiaojing, who was sleeping next to him with his head covered, was awakened by his movement, his eyelids were glued together, and he asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Lan He turned his head to see his obviously sleepy appearance, and coaxed him softly: "It's okay, you sleep again, I'll make a few calls." Saying that, he got up lightly and walked towards the bathroom.

When Lan He came together, Cheng Xiaojing opened his eyes.He nestled under the blanket, looked at Lan He's solid back, and suddenly called out to him.

Lan He just called Uncle Gong.

When he heard the sound and turned around, he saw Cheng Xiaojing smiled at him and said, "Tell Uncle Gong, we will go over to have dinner later, and ask him if he wants to buy food."

Lan He gestured to him, turned around and went into the bathroom.

Cheng Xiaojing was completely awake, he turned over and lay down on his back, recalling what happened last night.

Luo Liwei's appearance and what happened after that were all accidents, but what really caught his attention was the man who kept claiming to be the driver.Judging by the hands he moved yesterday, it shouldn't be the first time he took a gun.

Domestic citizens are pure and good citizens. Except for some special industries and special gun training, not many people have touched real guns.And this man is too steady no matter whether he holds a gun or shoots.

Is it a professional killer?Cheng Xiaojing thinks the possibility of this answer is relatively high.

Luo Liwei himself said that he had offended many people, and playing with guns was commonplace.But if the other party was a professional, his actions last night were a bit unbelievable.Unless Lan He is the employer, how could a professional killer let them go?

Lan He hid in the bathroom for over an hour before coming out.

As soon as he came out, he saw Cheng Xiaojing staring blankly at the ceiling with his eyes open, and his heart skipped a beat, wondering why this person was thinking wildly again?

He hurriedly climbed onto the bed in two or three steps, bent down and gave Cheng Xiaojing a deep kiss.

Cheng Xiaojing dodged for a while, but did not dodge.

After a while, Lan He asked hoarsely, "What are you thinking about?"

Cheng Xiaojing raised his foot and kicked him.

"Your behavior is a typical guilty conscience. Are you planning to confess yourself, or am I here to extract a confession?"

Lan He leaned over and buried his head in Cheng Xiaojing's shoulder, his voice was a little muffled.

"It's not a guilty conscience."

"..." Cheng Xiaojing thought to himself, does this person still want to stubbornly resist?He gritted his teeth secretly, preparing to kill this guy as soon as he quibbled.

Lan He suddenly said: "It's true. Since you were taken away by Luo Liwei last night, it has been false until now."

Cheng Xiaojing paused, and said, "That's not what I asked."

Lan He sighed in his ear and said, "Is there anything more important than this?"

Cheng Xiaojing's stern and selfless face suddenly disappeared completely.He raised his arms, put one arm around Lan He, and stroked his head back and forth to the back of his neck with the other hand.

He decided to give him a go.

"Then let me confess first, Luo Liwei will not kill me. Only when I am alive can he have a chance to stand up."

Lan He asked in surprise, "He, a murderer, still has a chance to stand up?"

Cheng Xiaojing sighed and said: "It's not this. He said someone was going to kill him. This man has been chasing him for more than 20 years. Now he finally found a chance to live from this man's hands."

"...More than 20 years?" Lan He suddenly came back to his senses after chanting these four words, "Fuck! He is also from the research institute?"

"There is no other possibility." Cheng Xiaojing continued: "I asked him, who do you think I am. He said that a woman died in the research institute at that time, and this woman left a child. No one wants it, give it to the research institute The people here have been raising them for more than three years. That child is me."

Lan He raised his face, looked at Cheng Xiaojing, and suddenly seemed to remember something.

"No way, if you live in the research institute, no matter how bad your memory is, you will always have an impression. It's impossible not to remember anything."

Cheng Xiaojing looked at him, and said lightly: "I thought so too at first. To be honest, I used to think that the possibility was very high, but I wouldn't admit it until I confirmed it. But he said, I look like that woman so similar."

Lan He stubbornly said: "No picture, no truth~."

Cheng Xiaojing was instantly amused by his seriousness.He touched Lan He's face as if coaxing a mentally retarded person, and said, "Luo Liwei doesn't need to lie to me with this. I want to ask for proof, there are many places."

Lan He: "So you trust him?"

Cheng Xiaojing thought for a while, and said: "This is actually not important. I just think that once this assumption is established, some things that I couldn't figure out before will be completely logical."

Lan He said sternly: "Logic is not important, truth is."

Cheng Xiaojing pushed him down, got up and went to the bathroom.

"We'll go find Uncle Gong in a while."

In the end, the two went to Gong Bo's side empty-handed.

As soon as Gong Bo saw them, he walked over tremblingly and touched their arms, expressing his concern for them with his limbs.

Cheng Xiaojing took the initiative to grab his bony bones and whispered in his ear: "After dinner, please tell me something about the past."

Gong Bo's whole body seemed to be frozen for a moment, and he came back to his senses after a while, with an unnatural smile on his face, and agreed to him.

People who have their own thoughts eat this meal with a lot of thoughts.

In the end, Uncle Gong still didn't hold on, he only took two bites, got up first, and said to Cheng Xiaojing, "Uncle Gong is waiting for you in the back room."

Cheng Xiaojing stood up with low eyebrows and was about to leave when Lan He grabbed his clothes.

Cheng Xiaojing turned his head, and without waiting for Lan He to speak, he whispered to him: "Think carefully about what you didn't confess to me last night. I'll be back later, and I'm going to give you a test."

Lan He thought to himself, why is this person so fussy about himself?

The two-story tile-roofed house of Lan He's house was built with an artistic sense at the time. The upstairs and downstairs are decorated with retro carvings, which is not outdated even now.It's just that it's been too long, and the stains on the windows have blocked a lot of light for more than ten years, making the building look much darker.

Cheng Xiaojing crossed the living room in the middle and pushed open the door of the innermost room.

Gong Bo sat on the bamboo chair in front of the ancient wooden bed, and raised his face to look at him when he heard the movement.

Cheng Xiaojing walked in with his sigh, and asked, "Can I sit on the edge of the bed? It doesn't matter if we talk in a low voice if I stay closer to you."

Uncle Gong nodded almost in panic, and turned his bamboo chair in the other direction—the two faced each other, as if they were going to have a long talk.

At this time, Gong Bo's thoughts were all on his face, he hesitated to speak, as if he didn't find the beginning of everything.

Cheng Xiaojing felt that the old man in front of him deserved his consideration.

"Uncle Gong, have you ever stayed in that research institute?" Cheng Xiaojing simply spoke first, and took the initiative to find a beginning for Uncle Gong to draw everything out.

Gong Bo nodded and said, "I was a security guard in the research institute at the time, and your mother's name is Jiang Wanxin, and she is a student of Teacher Guan."

Cheng Xiaojing knew that the Teacher Guan he was talking about was not Guan Pengcheng, but Guan Ling.

"However, I don't know who your father is. I was young at that time, and I didn't know what was going on in my mind all day long. You~mother is very beautiful, and we are just a few security guards in the interior, joking and discussing what's inside your mother's belly. Could the child be the seed of Lan Shiyu?"

Uncle Gong said that they were joking back then, but Cheng Xiaojing couldn't laugh.This kind of malicious eight o'clock joke, the person who told it may not feel much, but it is an invisible harm to the person who is said.

Gong Bo is not like this kind of immoral person, Cheng Xiaojing asked: "Because Ge Xin was also pregnant with a child at the time. There was a faint hint of wind, but Lan Shiyu refused to clarify his relationship with Ge Xin, so someone kept blowing it?"

Gong Bo glanced at him awkwardly, then lowered his head.

In his heart, Cheng Xiaojing recorded a debt to Gong Bo and Lan Shiyu at the same time.

"Who spread this groundless rumor?"

Uncle Gong shook his head and said, "I don't remember. I didn't investigate specifically at the time. Those who were involved were afraid to avoid it. Those who were not related just took it as gossip."

"My mother didn't explain it at the time?" Cheng Xiaojing felt strange, no matter how cowardly a person would allow others to discredit him like this, even if he didn't think about himself, he had to think about the child's biological father and the child.

"Maybe I can't explain it." Gong Bo said: "You~mother was very sick when she was pregnant with you, and almost couldn't leave the intensive care unit."

When Cheng Xiaojing heard the word illness, his heart was pierced for no reason, and the pain pierced his bones.

"……What disease?"

Uncle Gong looked up at Cheng Xiaojing, and said, "Psychopathy, I heard that your mother is hereditary. Congenital psychosis is very difficult to treat. Our research institute was originally established to develop drug treatments for psychosis."

Cheng Xiaojing choked for breath, thinking, no wonder he was autistic since he was a child, it turned out to be inherited from nature.

'She's the only one receiving treatment at the institute?Why didn't the man who was supposed to stay with her show up? Cheng Xiaojing really wanted to ask these words.But when the words reached his throat, he turned around again and changed to another sentence.

"How did she die?" Cheng Xiaojing asked nervously, "Is it because she gave birth to me?"

Gong Bo said: "I heard them say in the research institute that postpartum depression was so severe that I couldn't suppress it even with medicine."

After he finished speaking, he let out a big sigh, and said, "After the accident in the laboratory, I went to Lan's house, and I realized that it was not the case at all. You~ Mom... died of a medical accident."

Cheng Xiaojing's eyes widened in shock.

"Medical accident? She is a researcher herself, how could there be an accident?"

Gong Bo returned to him.

"You~ Mom participated in the drug experiment as a researcher. I accidentally chatted with her once. She said that she is here to fight for her own future. So she must be strong and live on."

"Since she has such a wish, it's even more impossible for her to do so..." Cheng Xiaojing stopped talking instantly. At that time, he had just come to this world, how could Jiang Wanxin, as a mother, be so careless?