Monster 1

Zhang Jianguo had been sitting in the interrogation room for half an hour. He quietly looked at a pen on the table with a cold light, without saying anything or showing any expression.

Everyone in the police station expressed deep sympathy for what happened to Zhang Jianguo's daughter.But the two children who were indirectly killed by him, no matter what the reasons were, were just two children who might not even be able to distinguish between good and evil.

Sometimes, it is really difficult to define whether a person is good or bad.

Is Zhang Jianguo's nature bad?

He willingly taught the group of children who couldn't afford to go to school, and he was called a good old man by the people who knew him; but for the two children who were indirectly killed by him, he was a devil living in the world.

Regardless of the reason, if he killed someone, he should be punished.

Lu Yunxi scratched his hair a little anxiously, then turned his head to look at Xie Zhian who had just walked in quietly: "Have you packed your things?"

"Ok?"

Just now Lu Yunjin's elbow was merciless, so Xie Zhi'an pretended nothing to Zhang Jianguo for a while.Later, as soon as I got into the police car, I moved around uncomfortably.

Although he felt that he moved very quietly and would never be discovered.

Now he straightened his back again, and his ignorant look made Lu Yunli dumbfounded.

"Didn't you go clean up Zhang Qi's ashes?"

"..."

Xie Zhi'an and Lu Yunli looked at each other for two seconds, and took out a glass bottle from the side pocket.

There are many small golden stars printed on the glass bottle, and there is a red hand-woven rope tied with thousand paper cranes at both ends of the seal for decoration.

Inside, apart from gray ashes, there are also stars made of that kind of plastic tube.

Like a sky full of stars falling into the dust, in this mortal world, beautiful and hopeless.

"How to use this outfit?"

Although he knew that it was unlikely that Xie Zhi'an bought this kind of girly item, but with the idea of ​​"the two are not very familiar, in case he has any special hobbies", Lu Yunxi still asked one more question.

"Zhang Qi gave it to me."

Xie Zhi'an's tone was very calm, which made Lu Yunli raise his eyebrows and look at him twice more.

Although Young Master Lu has been annoying since he was a child, he still knows the things that little girls use to confess.

Didn't you like this kind of glass bottle filled with a bunch of little stars before as gifts for others?

Facing Lu Yunlin's eyes with unspeakable sympathy, Xie Zhian frowned for the first time, but his tone was still slightly calm: "Lu Yunlin."

It is estimated that Xie Zhian is so old, and he has never met a few people who dare to anger him so blatantly like Lu Yunxi.

Lu Yunxi also found out that Xie Zhi'an usually doesn't call other people's names very much, which is quite normal. Normally, he would glance over at him, and the other party would know what he wanted to do and would come to him immediately.

So Xie Zhian only calls others by their full names when he is angry or in a bad mood.

Lu Yunli shrugged, and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender: "I'll go in first, the victims of this case are all children, and the higher authorities are already urging them, so we can't delay like this."

"Can I go in?"

"Even if Director Gu agrees to allow you to join the investigation team, but you don't have a formal working license after all, I'll let you into the interrogation room casually, do you think it's appropriate?"

"Not suitable."

Lu Yunli raised his hand and patted Xie Zhian's shoulder lightly twice as a compliment. The moment he picked up the file folder from the table and was about to open the door, he heard Xie Zhian's voice coming from behind without haste.

"But I still want to go in and have a look."

Well, what you say is the same as what you don't say.

Lu Yunli waved his hand helplessly, pushed open the door and stood inside for a while, then turned to look at Xie Zhian: "What? You asked me to invite you in? Do you want to bring you a chair?"

"..."

The interrogation rooms of most police stations use extremely glaring incandescent lamps. The cool lighting forms a strong contrast with the dim surroundings. This design can invisibly put pressure on prisoners and help promote the normal progress of interrogations.

But as soon as Lu Yunlin entered the interrogation room, he stretched out his hand and slapped the switch on one side of the wall.

A few wall lamps on the surrounding walls turned on in response to the sound, driving the darkness out of the room, and Zhang Jianguo also had some reactions—his body leaned forward slightly, his eyes widened slightly, as if he was about to chase something away.

But his eyes still didn't move away from the table.

Lu Yunli sat on a chair and flipped through the previous interrogation records: In that record, Zhang Jianguo confessed to all his crimes. He said that he killed the two young children and Wang Zhen with his own hands. .

And he also tried to defend Li Yuan and prove Li Yuan's innocence.

——"He was not wrong, he was just tempted."

Until the end of the interrogation by the experts in the bureau, he gritted his teeth and insisted that he had killed the two children and had nothing to do with others.

"What about being a hero?"

Lu Yunli threw the interrogation record on the table, crossed his long legs, and leaned back on the chair with an inexplicable smile.

The sound of the file folder colliding with the iron table was harsh, and the pen that was originally lying on the table was also knocked and rolled for a certain distance, and stopped on the edge of the table.

Zhang Jianguo followed the pen with his eyes, and finally, when Lu Yunlin picked up the pen and put it in front of him and asked doubtfully: "What's so good about this pen?", Zhang Jianguo looked at him and spoke slowly. Said: "I gave Qiqi an identical pen before."

"Ah..." Lu Yunli suddenly realized: "This series originally came out in three colors, one black and one white, and there is also a light golden starlight one?"

"Well, Qiqi likes the pale gold one very much."

"Girls really like this kind of thing, did you buy a box set?"

"Well, the three of us have one and one. During that time, after dinner in the afternoon, we would sit there and practice pen calligraphy together."

"That's good. My dad always wants me to practice calligraphy." Thinking of something worth remembering, Lu Yunli raised his hand to cover the corner of his mouth: "It's said that my handwriting looks like a dog crawling, but old Can't find the time."

"Practicing handwriting has to be done slowly. It takes at least five months from copying at the beginning to writing by yourself in the later stage. It is enough to practice for about an hour every day."

"Really? If there is a chance in the future, I will insist on trying." At this point, Lu Yunxi changed the subject: "How do you feel about yourself during this time?"

"What can I do?" Perhaps because he suddenly had a common topic with this 20-year-old boy in front of him, Zhang Jianguo's shoulders slumped a little, and his tone relaxed a lot: "That's it, try to let yourself be in the next moment." Seconds can still guarantee breathing, and a day passes in the blink of an eye.”

"Who isn't? It's better to live than to die. It will be a day to harm the world."

Lu Yunli waved his hand, intending to ask the people around him to pour a glass of water, but suddenly realized that it was not Fu Siqi who was standing beside him, but the new 'Classmate Xie' who was about to lower his arms and pretend nothing happened.Unexpectedly, two glasses of clear water appeared steadily on the baffle in front of Zhang Jianguo, and the person carrying the water retreated obediently, and continued to stand behind Lu Yunli.

"Thank you."

Because his wrists were still handcuffed, Zhang Jianguo nodded to Xie Zhi'an, picked up the plastic cup with his hand and bent over with difficulty to take a sip, moistening his dry and chapped lips.

"Why did you want to send Zhang Qi to swimming summer camp last year? Work reasons?"

"Well, we are teachers. We have to mark papers and write summaries when the students are on vacation. We don't calm down until the students receive the notice. At that time, Ah Hui and I were busy, so we had to send her to the summer camp for a while. " Zhang Jianguo was silent for a while, took a deep breath and continued: "I know, you all definitely think I'm a bastard now, even hurting such a small child, but when Qiqi killed herself, she was also an idiot. child."

"Because of those two children?"

"Do you believe a child can be a devil?"

Hearing this familiar question, Lu Yunli turned his head and glanced at Xie Zhian who was standing obediently with his head bowed, and replied decisively: "I believe."

Xie Zhi'an gave a puzzled look simply and neatly, but Lu Yunli had turned his head a long time ago and couldn't see it, so naturally he couldn't respond to him.

"When Qiqi came back early that morning, I found that she was abnormal." Zhang Jianguo's tone was a little proud: "She is a very polite child, and she never goes home without saying a word. I locked myself in the house. I was really worried, so I stayed at home that morning. I didn't deliberately ask her to open the door, but I just waited for her in the living room. She didn't come out of the room until noon. "

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The weather in summer is always changing. At noon, the originally clear sky suddenly turned into dark clouds, and the dreary air made people feel uncomfortable in their chests.

Although the air conditioner was turned on in the room, Zhang Jianguo, who was wearing a polo shirt, was still sweating, and the water in the cup was changed again and again.

When the old door was opened, there was a heavy creaking sound. Zhang Jianguo raised his head and looked at his daughter who came out of it. His lips moved meaninglessly a few times, and he raised his hand and angrily swept it off the table. of all things.

The sound of glass shattering and Zhang Qi's sobbing sounded at the same time. After Zhang Jianguo took a few deep breaths, he stretched out his hand and pulled Zhang Qi to his side.

His fingers carefully swept across the blue and purple marks on Zhang Qi's body, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, Dad, don't be angry... I accidentally bumped into it..." Zhang Qi raised his hand and patted Zhang Jianguo's back: "Don't cry, Dad, I'm really fine."

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"Obviously she was the one who was hurt, but she has been comforting me." Maybe the saddest time has passed, or maybe the pain has become a habit, Zhang Jianguo calmly narrated these past events: "Those traces can be seen at a glance. How did it come about, but I didn’t dare to know at that time.”

"Zhang Qi was 11 years old, right? He is really sensible."

"That's right, she's only 11 years old. I can't let others know about these things. She still has a long way to go in life, so she can't be ruined by this." Zhang Jianguo slightly exerted his hand holding the plastic cup, and the water in the cup was affected by his movements. A lot was spilled, and some flowed down the baffle and onto his pants, leaving a pool of infected black marks: "This is the worst decision I've ever made in my life."

"So you hate Lin Zeru and Zhang Jing because they didn't save your daughter?"

"I originally thought that such a big child might not know something. I thought they were just jealous, so they made a mistake. But I was wrong again..."

"what happened?"

An ominous feeling spread in Lu Yunlan's heart.

He doesn't like to speculate on children with the greatest malice, which is why he got angry when Xie Zhian raised questions at the beginning.Even the belief just said, to a certain extent, is just to resonate with Zhang Jianguo, so that he can tell himself the truth.

In this rotten world, if even children are ruthless to this point, it is really...

so cruel.

"Qiqi's mental state was very bad during that time, and Ah Hui and I stayed with her all the time, trying to find a way to relax her. Just when the scars on Qiqi's body healed and everything seemed to be over, the accident happened. It happened."

"I like children very much, that's why I agreed to that tutoring institution to be a professional teaching consultant in the primary stage. But I didn't expect that they would make fun of Qiqi for this matter, saying that Qiqi is a little... ...They knew exactly what happened to Qiqi, but they chose to turn a blind eye. Tell me, why don't I hate them?"

After Zhang Jianguo said this, he stopped talking, and it was meaningless to say any more.

He turned his head and looked at the one-sided glass of the interrogation room. After a long silence, he let out a sigh of relief: "I don't regret killing people, at least I... gave myself an explanation."

About hatred, about despair.

The ending didn't look good at all, but it was enough to make him thankful.

"Hey……"

When the room was silent, Xie Zhian stepped forward and handed the interrogation record just recorded in his hand to Zhang Jianguo, and asked word by word: "Do you have any questions about the above record?"

Zhang Jianguo looked down at the interrogation record for a while, and let out a snort from his nasal cavity.

"Those two children... I want to kill them, but I... want them to be reborn after experiencing despair."

"Unfortunately, they only experience despair."