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On the night of March 3, after Qiu Dakui finished making the paper sailboat for Qiu Weiwei to hand in the next day, he turned off the lights early and went to bed because he was really tired.However, Qiu Weiwei couldn't fall asleep because she couldn't put it down because she couldn't put it down.

At midnight, she got off the bed softly, picked up the paper sailboat on the desk, and looked at it again and again with the dim streetlight outside the window.

Qiu Dakui is not an ingenious person, nor is he a qualified father, but he made this paper sailboat with his heart, and Qiu Weiwei cherishes it very much.

The paper sailboat will be handed over to the teacher tomorrow. The male students in the class are very brutal. What if the paper sailboat is broken by someone?

Qiu Weiwei thought worriedly, her delicate brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

A few minutes later, he grinned again.

Before the Spring Festival this year, her grandfather Qiu Guoyong took her to a shopping mall in the city center and bought an iPad.

She has long wanted an iPad, which can play games and watch cartoons.Liu Fengfeng, the richest student in the class, has one.

But she dared not ask Qiu Dakui for it.

She knew the family was not rich.

But one day, the bad-tempered and extremely stingy grandfather actually asked her cheerfully: "Chinese New Year is coming soon, what New Year's gift does Weiwei want?"

"iPad!" she blurted out.

"Aipa? What's that?" Qiu Guoyong asked.

She explained in a low voice, saying that it was very expensive and she didn't really want it.

Qiu Guoyong actually agreed to buy it for her.

After getting her beloved iPad, Qiu Weiwei was overjoyed.Qiu Guoyong seemed very happy too. He played with her all afternoon, but then he became unhappy again. He told her not to lose it, or he would beat her up.

"No, Weiwei will definitely keep it safe." She said, "Thank you, grandpa!"

In the dark room, Qiu Weiwei took out the iPad from the drawer and prepared to take some photos of the paper sailboat.In this way, even if the paper sailboat is damaged by a naughty male classmate tomorrow, I can still see it in the photo album.

But the house was too dark, and the light coming in from the outside didn't work at all, and the photos I took were blurry.

Qiu Weiwei didn't dare to turn on the light, for fear of waking up grandpa.Grandpa's personality is too weird. Although he is very nice occasionally, he gets angry at every turn and often beats people.

After hesitating for a moment, Qiu Weiwei changed into her going out clothes, took the paper sailboat and iPad, and opened the door very lightly.

She wanted to go to the opposite alley and photograph the paper sailboat by the light of the street lamp.

It was very late at night, every household had turned off the lights, and everyone was asleep, and there was no one on the road.But Qiu Weiwei grew up here, she was not afraid at all, she used to go out alone to see the stars.

She crouched in a corner where she could see the door of her house.The light there wasn't really that great, but it was much better than at home.The most important thing is that it is hidden enough that it should not be discovered by Dad and Grandpa.

She thought, as long as she moves faster and slips back after shooting.

One, two, three...

After taking a dozen or so photos, Qiu Weiwei was finally satisfied.

The paper sailboat in the photo seems to take off from the stormy sea and fly to the vast sky.

Now, the photos have been finely processed and are being arranged on the monitor of a computer in the serious crime unit.

The photo captures the whole process of a woman quickly putting a hammer into Qiu's toolbox.Although in the whole picture, she is only a very small background, and blurred.But after technical processing, her side face and the hammer she held in her hand could not be more clear.

It was Meng Xiaoqin!

The moment she saw the photo, Meng Xiaoqin's cheeks were as pale as paper, and the look of force in her eyes disappeared in an instant. The whole portrait lost its last support and quickly collapsed.

Qu Zhi and Yuan Hao stared at her in the interrogation room, "Meng Xiaoqin, please tell me."

Meng Xiaoqin's shoulders trembled violently, her throat made a muffled sound, and the corners of her lips kept twitching. After a long time, she barely raised her head, opened her mouth for a long time, and said in a hoarse voice: "It was me... I did it."

"For her, the postcard was the first 'unexpected'. In her criminal plan, the existence of the postcard was ruled out from the very beginning. She didn't expect that Tang Su still kept the postcard, let alone that we would The postcard was used as a breakthrough. So when she saw the postcard as physical evidence, she was so shocked that she couldn't control it. But she reacted very quickly and immediately started acting, trying to clear the relationship." Liu Zhiqin looked at the monitor: "I restored her Traces on the Internet, her second 'didn't expect', but she's still struggling."

"But this time, the evidence is so strong that she can no longer struggle." Hua Chong said.

Meng Xiaoqin smiled bleakly, "Before I explain, please answer me a question first."

Curvature: "What?"

"Where did you find the postcard I sent to Tang Su back then? If you don't have this postcard..."

"She is still struggling with this problem." Hua Chong said.

"Of course." Liu Zhiqin said, "This is the key to solving the case."

"I found it at Tang Su's house." Yuan Hao said, "I found the shop that made this postcard from the paper and printing. After identification, the handwriting on it belongs to you."

Meng Xiaoqin shook her head weakly, her gaze was empty, "The things behind are not important anymore. Once you get this postcard, you will find me sooner or later. What I want to know is why you found it and why you noticed it. "

Qu Zhi was a little puzzled, "It is our duty to investigate the scene."

Meng Xiaoqin propped her forehead and almost said to herself: "Really...she still has this postcard? But why..."

"I'll go there." Hua Chong said.

When the door was pushed open, Meng Xiaoqin was still murmuring, as if she refused to believe that it was the postcard that pulled her out of her hiding place.

Hua Chong dragged an armchair and sat down, looking directly at her, "Meng Xiaoqin."

"Huh?" Meng Xiaoqin raised her head, dazed and hopeless permeating every expression.

"Tang Su put this postcard in a photo frame and placed it on her desk." Hua Chong said, "Although I can't ask her why now, I guess she cherishes this postcard and the relationship with you very much." Friendship."

Meng Xiaoqin's pupils contracted rapidly, she froze on the seat, and began to tremble violently after a few seconds.

"How is it possible!" she hissed, "You lied to me!"

"Otherwise, why would I find it? Why did I feel strange when I found it, and immediately started investigating?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! It's not true!" Meng Xiaoqin grabbed the edge of the table, her former demeanor and temperament disappeared without a trace.

Hua Chong looked at her as if seeing her hysterical mother through her.

She hated her native family, hated her mother.

Now, she is even worse than her mother.

Qu Zhi dislikes hearing suspects' motives the most. In his opinion, confessing the crime is enough, and the extra words are justifications for the crime.But a crime is a crime, and it will never change because of how miserable the murder is.

Isn't the victim miserable?

He left the interrogation room, but Hua Chong stayed behind, listening to Meng Xiaoqin tell the whole tragedy from beginning to end.

The Meng family is very poor, but poverty is not the most terrible thing. The most terrible thing is the narrowness, meanness, dirtyness and ignorance brought about by poverty.

Meng Xiaoqin is the first child of the Meng family. Because she is a daughter, she has been hated by Chen Qiao since she was born.Meng Qiang and Chen Qiao are both employees of the Daoqiao Road Knitting Factory. They eat big pots and get off work two or three hours a day.Later the woolen factory collapsed, the Meng family had no source of income, and Chen Qiao gave birth to a second child, Meng Junhui, so Meng Xiaoqin became a redundant member of the family.

Meng Qiang and Chen Qiao had spent more than ten years waiting to die in the woolen factory. They had no skills, were lazy and stupid, and couldn't find a new job at all.In order to make a living, Meng Qiang began to do odd jobs outside, while Chen Qiaoxian took care of the children at home.

Meng Xiaoqin seldom ate meat when she was a child, because the meat belonged to Meng Junhui.

She still remembers that when she watched her younger brother gnaw on the ribs, she begged Chen Qiao to let her eat a piece.Chen Qiao picked in the bowl for a long time, and found a spare rib with only sporadic skin hanging on it.

Her eyes lit up, she was already very satisfied.

But before he could take the ribs in the future, Meng Junhui suddenly snatched the ribs away, "Mom, I'm not full yet!"

Chen Qiao immediately said: "Hey, you eat, you eat. Mom will do it next time if it's not enough."

Meng Xiaoqin let out an aggrieved "Ah", and almost burst into tears.

Chen Qiao looked at her impatiently, "What? Didn't you see that your brother is still full?"

Meng Junhui gnawed on the ribs triumphantly, and casually threw the bones spit out on the table into Meng Xiaoqin's bowl, "Sister, eat this."

Meng Xiaoqin shook her head vigorously.

She does want to eat meat, but she can't gnaw on the leftover bones of others.

She is not a dog!

Chen Qiao said unhappily: "Eat! You still dislike your brother? Your brother is clean, but you can't eat the ribs he has eaten?"

Meng Xiaoqin felt sick in her stomach, and ran outside the house to retch one after another.

At that time, she was not yet 10 years old, and the hatred had already cast a shadow in her heart.She hated Meng Junhui and Chen Qiao.

But they are her family.

Later, when the hot summer was unbearable, Meng Xiaoqin and Meng Junhui went swimming by the river together.Meng Xiaoqin was not good at water, and Meng Junhui saved her life, and because of this, she was admitted to the hospital for choking on water.

From then on, she shouldered an indelible psychological burden, and carried herself and Meng Junhui's life on her shoulders.

Since she was a child, her grades have been very good.When she was admitted to a key middle school in the city and a prestigious university in the north, she once felt that knowledge could change one's destiny.As long as she works harder, she will definitely be able to get out of poverty and live a decent life in the future.

But reality gave her a heavy blow.

Her original family limited her vision and her way of thinking about things.She never dared to take risks, because if she failed, she would have nothing.She found that she couldn't compare to her roommates and classmates. Their excellence was not just about grades, but she only had grades.

In the third year, grades are no longer an indicator of whether a student is good or not.Many of her classmates started to try to start a business, or took on projects outside.But she was trapped in the living environment since she was a child, and she dared not seek change.

Her classmates didn't understand her narrowness, and she couldn't understand their calmness when they accepted failure and loss.

Poverty makes people afraid to take risks, make troubles, or even make mistakes.

When she was a child, Meng Qiang would make her kneel outside the door all night because she did not turn off the switch when she went out.The reason is just - if you don't turn off the switch, what if it burns up?We only have this one room, and our whole family has nothing if it burns down!

She once talked about it with her roommates, who were beyond shocked.

"Are you kidding? How could such a thing happen?"

"The electric switch in my house is never turned off."

"It's right to turn off the switch, but if you don't turn it off, you won't be kneeling all night, right? Xiaoqin, you're exaggerating."

Those peers who grew up wealthy will never understand her and her parents' carefulness.

As if she could never be as open-minded and hardworking as them.

Poverty has taken root in her body, and the roots cannot be removed by studying and entering a good university.

Knowledge has indeed changed the fate of some people, and it will change the fate of more people in the future.

But for her, Meng Xiaoqin, knowledge only made her more desperate.

If you have never been called a "talented woman", never looked up, never lived and studied with those outstanding and wealthy people, and stayed on Daoqiao Road for the rest of your life, the despair may not be so heavy.

Surrounded by poor people who are keen on the shortcomings of their parents, without comparison, there will be no sense of suffocation like falling into an abyss.

She was like a frog sitting in a well looking at the sky. Other frogs see the sky as a small circle and think the sky is only a tiny bit bigger.

But she felt wrong, the sky would definitely not be as small as the bottom of a well.

So she wanted to go up and take a look, just to take a look.

Step by step, she desperately climbed up.

Finally one day, she climbed from the bottom of the narrow and damp well to the mouth of the well.

The sky is so vast.

Among the blue sky and white clouds, there are flying birds.

She also wants to be like a bird.

She cheered herself up: I have climbed up from the bottom of the well, why can't I work harder and go to the sky to see it?

She leaped high and rushed towards the sky that she had longed for for many years. Looking down from there, she saw the boundless world.

But she forgot that those birds can fly freely and enjoy the beauty of this land not because they work hard like her, but because they are born with a pair of wings.

And she, no.

The difference between her and those wealthy peers is like a frog in a well and a bird in the sky.

Because she didn't have wings, she fell rapidly when she jumped to the top, and fell heavily back to the bottom of the well, covered with bruises.

This "journey to the sky" was like a stick of reality, and it took her back to her original shape without any effort.

——If you’re not a bird, don’t dream of a bird.

In her senior year, Chen Qiao urged her to go back to Los Angeles.She knew why, they were afraid that her "cash cow" would run away.

Chen Qiao kept saying on the phone: "Is it easy for us to raise you so big? Come back to me after you graduate, find a job in Los Angeles, and take care of your brother by the way..."

The four years in college were not easy for Meng Xiaoqin. Her interpersonal relationship was not bad, but she had to face the inherent gap between herself and those outstanding classmates.

So after graduation, she returned to Los Angeles like a refugee.

Born poor, those rich and free and easy people stabbed her all over.

She found a job at the BXF Hotel, which paid well.Chen Qiao and Meng Qiang wanted to squeeze her dry, and Meng Junhui was not a cheap lamp.But at that time, she still kept a little optimism, and secretly hid a sum of private money, planning to travel to Beimang Mountain during her annual leave.

Beiman Mountain is a place she has always wanted to go to. When she was studying, she liked history and read a lot of history books and biographies of famous people.

In fact, she also wants to go to other places, such as Tibet, Inner Mongolia, Northeast China, or even abroad.She followed many travel bloggers on Weibo, and was envious of the photos they took and the travel experiences they wrote.

But going to those places cost a lot of money, and she hasn't saved enough.

So for the first trip, she chose Beiman Mountain, which has not been classified as a paid attraction.

She walked all the way, took pictures all the way, and lived in Toushan Town at the foot of Beiman Mountain for a few days.

It was the happiest time of her life.

A new small workshop opened in Toushan Town, which can print postcards. She chatted well with several shopkeepers and ordered more than a dozen postcards.

She wanted to send it to friends she met on Weibo.

The Internet is a good thing. Poverty and misery are hidden. Like-minded people chat about things they like in common. After chatting a few times, they become friends.

"Gone with the Tide" was one of the friends she made.The girl calls herself "Susu" and likes history and traveling.

She often looks at the Weibo of "Sea Tide Suddenly Passing", knowing that this girl has been to many places, she is envious and admired.

At that time, envy had not yet evolved into jealousy.

After learning that she was going to Beiman Mountain, "Susu" said: "I really envy you! I really want to visit Beiman Mountain, but I have never had the chance. You should take more photos and send me a postcard!" "

She was extremely happy to be asked and asked for gifts.

That year, the trend of sending postcards to netizens prevailed.She imitated others, took pictures and posted on Weibo, and asked those who needed them to send her the address.

"Susu" was the first to send the address, with a cheerful tone and a look of anticipation.

Only then did she know that "Susu" lived in the same city as herself.

Looking at the address in the private message, she was inexplicably lost.

Unexpectedly, "Susu" lived in the most upscale villa area in Los Angeles.

And myself...

A sense of gap suddenly appeared, and she tried to convince herself not to mind.But when "Susu" asked her address and said that she would send her a postcard next time, she couldn't reply frankly.

Just be an ordinary netizen.

Her inferiority complex made her unable to face Tang Su in reality.

After returning from the trip, she thought there would be a next time, but Chen Qiao was furious, saying that she only knew that she was free and free, and didn't care whether her family lived or died.

That short vacation was like a fragmented dream, and reality still weighed her down like a boulder.

In order to save more money, she worked hard, and when she got home at night, she had to wash clothes for Meng Junhui.

Time is being squeezed infinitely, the frequency of surfing the Internet is much less, and there is not much time to read books on history.The only thing I can do is to check Weibo before going to bed to see what beautiful travel photos the bloggers I follow have posted.

At first, she was calm.But gradually, watching others travel without scruples, while she was stuck in the quagmire of her original family, even spending 2000 yuan to go to Beiman Mountain was scolded by Chen Qiao as a "wolf-hearted dog lung".

Those glamorous photos gradually became dazzling, and then turned into sharp knives, poking straight at her heart.

She didn't dare to look, but she couldn't control her hands.

Among all the bloggers, she cares most about Tang Su.

This wealthy woman lived in the same city as her and was about her age.She has a family like a oil bottle, but Tang Su comes from an intellectual family and lives alone in a villa.

She was envious to death.

That year, Tang Su began to travel abroad frequently, and often updated pictures of foreign scenery on Weibo.

The more she looked at it, the more unpleasant it became. She put down her phone and lost sleep all night.

She asked herself countless times, why?

Why are they born free, but I was born in such a family?

Once, Tang Su came back from France, took a picture of a bunch of high-end cosmetics and posted them on Weibo, asking everyone to leave her address, and circled her specially, saying that it doesn't matter if others keep it or not, she must keep it.

"Qinqin, you gave me a postcard. I have nothing to return. You can pick any of these gadgets and I'll send them to you!"

That day, Meng Xiaoqin was embarrassed at work and couldn't help apologizing to the guests in a low voice. When she got home, she was reprimanded by Chen Qiao and washed Meng Junhui's underwear for a few days.Lying on the bed extremely exhausted, I saw Tang Su's message when I opened Weibo.

That Weibo was posted in the morning, and there have been many replies.

Someone said in the comments: "Susu is so cool! If someone sends you a postcard, you will give them cosmetics! What is the difference between a few cents and thousands of dollars! Wherever postcards you want, I will send them to you too! "

Meng Xiaoqin suddenly felt extremely ironic, threw away the phone, and fell asleep.

The internet had been her safe haven, but now the internet has fallen too.She didn't reply to Tang Su, and she didn't have a private message address. Instead, she started to delete Weibo, delete followers, and finally cleared Weibo completely, vowing not to log in again.

But in fact, she will still go to their Weibo to see their relaxed and beautiful life, just like a person trapped in a swamp, looking hopelessly at the high starry sky.

Soon, Tang Su forgot his username and password because he changed his device, and lost his previous Weibo.

Meng Xiaoqin saved her new Weibo, and still checks it from time to time.

Since then, all of Meng Xiaoqin's travel plans have been ruined, and the trip to Beiman Mountain was actually the last trip.

The vampire-like native family, the extremely intense working environment, day after day, year after year, Meng Xiaoqin's mentality gradually became distorted, and she hated those rich women of the same age who love to travel like a poison.

This kind of jealousy gradually developed into a crime after meeting Tang Su by chance.

On that day, Tang Su and his friends went to the BXF Hotel for dinner, and they booked the private room with the best location, and the meal cost tens of thousands.

Meng Xiaoqin overheard them chatting.

One of them asked, "Where are you going to enjoy yourself this time?"

Tang Su said, "North Africa."

"There is no place in China that attracts you."

"No, I haven't been to many places in China."

"Then why don't you go?"

"Well, while you are young, let's go abroad first." Tang Su said: "There will be opportunities for domestic attractions in the future."

"Tch, you just look down on domestic attractions!"

"No way!"

"You said you wanted to go to that northern mountain, why didn't you go?"

"Beimang Mountain!"

Meng Xiaoqin immediately became vigilant.

Tang Su said: "Beimang Mountain has not been developed yet, and I will go there when it is developed."

"Excuse! You just think it's a wilderness there. But according to me, it's okay not to go. It's not worth seeing in the first place. If you don't have money, it's fine to go swimming for a while. What are you doing to join in the fun? Time and energy are limited. Of course we have to go somewhere more worth seeing!"

There was a burst of laughter in the box, Meng Xiaoqin couldn't bear it any longer, and turned to leave.

She had no way of knowing what Tang Su said afterwards.

For the rest of the day, she lived in a trance, very lost.

It turned out that the destination of her only trip was just a wilderness not worth visiting in the eyes of these rich people.

At night, this loss turned into Leng Sensen's hatred.

She didn't know what Tang Su looked like at first, nor did she know that the woman who spoke was Tang Su, but after seeing Tang Su's Weibo at night, she realized that the rich girl she received today was Tang Su.

Tang Su posted a photo of the dinner table, and also posted the nails he had just done.

She remembered the eye-catching red nails and every word Tang Su said.

It turned out that I was really a joke.

What is that postcard from Beiman Mountain?Tang Su is not rare at all.

Tang Su once told her that he wanted to go to Beimang Mountain very much, but now that he thinks about it, this is probably a polite sentence that is said and forgotten.

She took it seriously.

Closing her eyes, she beat her chest hard, and murmured to herself: "Why can you live so well? What did I do wrong? Why was I born into this kind of family?"

God is not fair.

Can I make it a little fairer?

That night, for the first time, a killing intent arose in her heart, but after dawn, she suppressed the killing intent again.

She still has her own life to live.

But after that, she no longer used her real IP to spy on Tang Su's Weibo, but caught a lot of "meat machines" as a springboard.

She's smart, and cybersecurity skills are a no-brainer.

For four years, she has been silently watching Tang Su's every move.

From 27 to 31 years old, Tang Su's life is getting better and better.At the same age, Meng Xiaoqin's life is getting worse and worse.Her jealousy intensified until it drained her reason.

She eagerly wanted to destroy this happy woman, as if this could correct the injustice of God.

She chatted with Tang Su on the "Huaxia Annual Ring" and promised to take Tang Su to Luoxi to collect cultural relics.

On the night of January 1, she killed Tang Su with a hammer in a deserted suburb.When smashing the opponent's head, she felt an unprecedented pleasure.

God, aren't you being unfair?

I teach you fairness!

She has so much and I have nothing, so let her be like me.

When a person dies, doesn't he have nothing!

Meng Xiaoqin dug a hole and buried Tang Su in it. After thinking about it afterwards, she felt that she didn't do a good job.

She hasn't gouged out Tang Su's eyes and ears, making Tang Su unable to see or hear; nor has she destroyed Tang Su's feet, making Tang Su no longer able to travel around the world.

She thought that one more person should be killed.

Xu Yujiao is Tang Su's netizen, and also a carefree Bai Fumei.Meng Xiaoqin once saw them complaining on Weibo, saying that the work was forced by the family and they didn't want to do it at all.

Meng Xiaoqin sneered, how much she wanted to have a leisurely job forced by her parents!

How she wants to have a rich and beautiful family, loving and sensible parents!

Why are people always so ignorant of cherishing?

She used the same method to trick Xu Yujiao to Daoqiao Road, and killed the "little princess" in the wasteland near Qiu Dakui's house.

This time, she gained experience, and not only completed the ritual that Tang Su failed to complete, but also intentionally left the lubricating oil of the condom in Xu Yujiao's vagina, so as to mislead the police.

In the end, she cleaned up the hammer she had stolen from Qiu Dakui's house, leaving Xu Yujiao's blood in the crevices, and she thought she hadn't noticed anyone and put the hammer back into the toolbox outside the Qiu's window.

It's not the first time to blame the Qiu family.

After killing Tang Su, she threw a string of necklaces in Tang Su's bag at the door of Qiu's house.She knew that Qiu Guoyong would definitely pick it up.

But what she never imagined was that after selling the necklace, Qiu Guoyong would buy an iPad for Qiu Weiwei, and Qiu Weiwei would hide in an alley and take pictures of paper sailboats on March 3, including herself in the picture.

What is this called?

karma?

She didn't really hate Qiu Guoyong much.Qiu Guoyong is very troublesome, always coming to pester her, always trying to make her and Qiu Dakui a pair.

How could she like Qiu Dakui?

When choosing a tool for the crime, she immediately thought of the Qiu family's hammer.It would be best to blame Qiu Guoyong, even if he couldn't, he could hide himself.

On the way, a Sang Tian unexpectedly appeared, who happened to be the second victim.

Since killing Xu Yujiao, Meng Xiaoqin found herself addicted.It was like taking drugs, and she was desperate to find her next target.

That day when Meng Junhui threw the panties to her, when she took off a pubic hair attached to it, she thought: This time, kill two birds with one stone.

But before she could act, the police showed up.

She didn't know why the police found her until she saw the postcard of Beiman Mountain.

She couldn't hide her shock, she didn't understand why this postcard still existed.

Tang Su would not cherish such a worthless gift——Meng Xiaoqin always said to herself: Either throw it away, or put it in a corner, and it will never attract the attention of the police.

Tang Su has been to so many places and has so many gifts, how could he leave this postcard behind?

"I guess it's because Tang Su has always wanted to go to Beiman Mountain." Liu Zhiqin handed warm tea to Hua Chong. Mang Mountain is special to her. But as she told her friends, Beimang Mountain has not been developed yet, and she wants to go there after it is developed. She may be very envious of Meng Xiaoqin, who would go to Mangmang Mountain as soon as she said Courage. She is different from Xu Yujiao, who once hiked Medog in college, but she is a good girl, and she goes to scenic spots with complete hardware facilities."

"Beimang Mountain is her dream, so she always puts the postcard sent by Meng Xiaoqin on the desk." Hua Chong held the water glass, staring at the flowers unfolding inside, "She wants to thank Meng Xiaoqin, so she plans to give Meng Xiaoqin Xiaoqin sent cosmetics brought back from abroad. Little did she know that this behavior deeply hurt Meng Xiaoqin's fragile self-esteem."

"Meng Xiaoqin often spy on Tang Su, she didn't know that Tang Su also occasionally went to check her long-abandoned Weibo." Liu Zhiqin leaned by the table, "Tang Su probably died, and she didn't know that the one who sent Bei Why did the girl from Mangshan Postcard suddenly disappear?"

Hua Chong sighed, "It seems that it is really difficult for people to get out of their original family. Meng Xiaoqin told me just now that in those celebrity parent-child programs on TV, many people saw how cute, smart and polite their children are. What she saw was the gap between class and the rich and the poor. She said—you see those children who are excellent, and you wonder why the children around you are not cute. Is this the fault of the children? They are different, their horizons and knowledge are naturally different, and children from poor families listen to their parents arguing over tens of dollars all day long, and are fined to kneel because they forgot to turn off the switch. They gradually become inferior, timid, and mean, just like her and It’s the same as the other children who grew up on Daoqiao Road. Meng Xiaoqin didn’t come out and killed two innocent women. Qiu Dakui didn’t come out and killed his father either.”

"But some people have come out." Liu Zhiqin said, "For example, Xiao Lu. I think she is doing well now."

"It's always different from person to person."

Liu Zhiqin was silent for a moment, "Flower Team, are you pitying Meng Xiaoqin?"

Hua Chong was taken aback.

"Deputy Qu said that he doesn't like to hear the suspect's confession. Three points are true and seven points are sophistry." Liu Zhiqin said: "Hua Dui, but you have listened to her for a long time."

Hua Chong smiled lightly, "As long as I deal with suspects, I will listen to them explain why they want to kill people and what difficulties they have."

Liu Zhiqin was slightly puzzled, "But any difficulty or pain is not a reason to kill someone."

"The murderous incident has already happened, hasn't it?"

Liu Zhiqin frowned slightly, thoughtfully.

"I listened to them, and I didn't want to empathize with them and excuse them." Hua Chong said, "You and Qu Zhi's thoughts are correct-any pain is not a reason to kill. None of them is innocent. "

"But." Hua Chong changed the topic, "It is also true that they killed people because of some kind of pain. Although we cannot accept it, find it absurd and incomprehensible, we have to admit that there are indeed some people with extremely twisted psychology in the world. They can do things that normal people would not do. Using what you said last time, these people’s hearts have been corrupted by poison. They will kill people for many reasons that we cannot understand. Understand their mentality changes. But I am a criminal police officer and the leader of the serious crime team. I must try to understand their psychology. This is not to pity them, but if I encounter similar cases in the future, maybe I can be more Find the clues to solve the case early. Human nature is the most complicated, and the more you see it, the more you can broaden your thinking.”

"Human nature..." Liu Zhiqin pondered, "For example, Qiu Guoyong?"

Hua Chong also thought of this person, "Yeah, Qiu Guoyong is also an example. He has lived almost all his life in the eyes of others who hate him. Similarly, he also hates many people. He loves money, and it can be said that he treats money like money." Meng Xiaoqin was expected to throw Tang Su's jewelry at the door of his house, and he would pick it up and secretly sell it for money. But who would have thought that he would use the money to buy Qiu Weiwei an iPad that was extremely expensive for their family ?”

"Qiu Weiwei is his only granddaughter, and Chinese New Year is approaching at that time." Liu Zhiqin said softly, "Maybe it was impulsive and wanted to hurt Qiu Weiwei. Afterwards, he seemed to regret it and felt that he shouldn't buy it."

"Yes. But it was this iPad that captured the key evidence." Hua Chong said, "The longer you work as a criminal police officer, the more you cannot underestimate some coincidences. No matter how smart the criminal is, no matter how clean the crime scene is, there will always be some of us. unimaginable evidence."

Liu Zhiqin's gaze gradually sank, and he stared at Hua Chong intently.

Hua Chong raised his eyes, "Why? Do you want to learn from me again?"

"Flower team." Liu Zhiqin suddenly asked: "Why did you transfer from a special police officer to a criminal police officer?"