heart poison

The gatekeepers in the Xinbei Village community were six elderly men. Zhang Mao asked them to recall Zheng Qi's situation, and asked them to put their fingerprints on the records.Although the uncle has a low level of education, he has lived in an institution of higher learning for decades, and he was greeted by the school again, and he is very cooperative with the police's request.

Zhang Trade handed over the transcript with fingerprints to Li Xun, and it didn't take long for the trace inspection department to produce the results.

The fingerprints on the handle of the cart are consistent with those of Liu Zhonggui.

"It's him?" Hua Chong looked at the comparison picture, and remembered the way Uncle Liu talked eloquently when he went to the guard's room with Liu Zhiqin to check the surveillance yesterday.

"The fingerprints are his, but Zheng Qi is unlikely to be killed by him." Liu Zhiqin stood beside Hua Chong, "He helped the murderer because he knew the murderer?"

"It seems to be a breakthrough." After Hua Chong finished speaking, he saw Yuan Hao walking towards him with two dark circles under his eyes, so he asked, "Did you find the tricycle?"

Yuan Hao shook his head, "I didn't find the car, and the monitoring didn't find any suspicious person, but I learned about a very tricky operation."

"What kind of coquettish method?"

"You said that Luo University has such a big campus, so many students live in it, and there is a door that is left open and no one cares about it! Now it's all right. Only when there is a murder case, do you know that safety is the first priority."

"Which door is open? I remember that Luo University has surveillance and security personnel at every gate." Liu Zhiqin said.

"There are both on the south side, but there is a door on the north side with only a door frame and no iron gate, and there are no cameras or guards." Yuan Hao said: "I just found out about this. All the surveillance has been adjusted, didn't they find nothing? I asked if there were any omissions. After all, the murderer came in on a tricycle after 11 o’clock in the evening. At that time, there were not many students ordering food. If he walked through the school gate normally, we couldn’t miss it. Only after this question did the other party say, There is a gate in the North District. Because it is too remote, few people know about it. A few years ago, the iron gate was dismantled by migrant workers to sell the iron. The school thought that the reinstalled iron gate would be dismantled and sold soon, and they didn’t want to waste money to arrange it there. The guards simply left it alone. The brothers from the trace inspection department went to see it, and there were faint wheel marks, only entering but not exiting, so it was definitely a tricycle."

Hua Chong sighed, "A muddled cow has entered the sea. As long as he escapes the surveillance and enters the campus, it will be easy to mix with other food delivery and courier personnel."

Yuan Hao said: "Isn't it!"

"Continue to investigate." Liu Zhiqin nodded Hua Chong's shoulder, "Flower Team, I'm going to see Liu Zhonggui, together?"

Hua Chong squinted at him, "I should be the one asking you this."

Liu Zhiqin smiled, "Then let's go together."

Liu Zhonggui is 71 years old, less than 1 meters tall, a skinny old man, sitting in the police room of the police station, shrugging his shoulders nervously, not as relaxed as he was the day before.

"Old man." When facing the elderly, Hua Chong was not as tough as usual, and his attitude was much gentler. He pushed the photo of the cart forward and asked, "Have you seen it?"

Liu Zhonggui only took one look, then became more nervous, the wrinkles on his face were as deep as ravines, he stammered: "No, I haven't seen it before."

"Really?" Hua Chong said, "But you left fingerprints on its handle."

Liu Zhonggui opened his eyes wide, looking at Hua Chong in fear.

In his eyes, Liu Zhiqin saw something deeper than fear - guilt and annoyance.

What is he upset about?

Why is he guilty?

"I..." Liu Zhonggui grasped the edge of the table tightly with his hands like dead branches, looked away from Hua Chong's face, and looked at Liu Zhiqin again.

Liu Zhiqin asked: "Old man, this cart was originally on the outside of the courtyard wall, near the platform. You moved it to the corner, covered it with a plastic sheet, and cleaned up the footprints on the platform, right? "

Liu Zhonggui's shoulders shrank, and his eyelids drooped.

Hua Chong's voice sank, "You are helping the murderer."

Hearing this, Liu Zhonggui raised his head in panic, "I didn't help the murderer, it was me, it was me..."

Liu Zhiqin frowned, "It's you?"

"I killed that child! It was me!" Liu Zhonggui was so excited that he clenched his hands into fists and slammed them on the table. "Catch me, I killed him!"

Hua Chong shook his head, "Old man, calm down."

"It's really me!" Liu Zhonggui said, standing up from the chair, hunched over, put his hands together, and handed them in front of Hua Chong, "I killed the man, you arrest me and shoot me."

Liu Zhiqin exchanged glances with Hua Chong, then got up and went around Liu Zhonggui, supported him and comforted him: "Old man, we will investigate whether you killed the person, please calm down first, wait a moment..."

"I killed it! There is no one else!" Liu Zhonggui became more and more excited, desperately handing his hands to Hua Chong, as if he wanted Hua Chong to put handcuffs on him immediately.

Hua Chong shook his head towards Liu Zhiqin, and asked his colleagues to take Liu Zhonggui to rest.

"Obviously, he wants to protect the murderer." A tree was planted in the yard outside the police station, with luxuriant branches and a circle of flower beds. Liu Zhiqin borrowed fire from Hua Chong, holding a cigarette between his fingers, "but he is very energetic." unusual."

"He knew what the murderer did, and he also saw the footprints left by the murderer on the platform and the carts thrown outside the courtyard wall. He wanted to help the murderer cover it up. When he couldn't cover it up, he did not hesitate to take the murderer's crimes into account. On himself." Hua Chong's eyes darkened, "There is only one possibility for him to do this."

"The murderer is his son." Liu Zhiqin said: "Only the love of parents for their children can be so deep..."

The point of ignorance.

Hua Chong stood up from the flower bed, "Go, go and check on his son's situation."

Surprisingly, Liu Zhonggui's son, Liu Shaoyou, died 21 years ago.

"Passed away?" Hua Chong was slightly surprised, and Liu Zhiqin was also a little surprised.

"Yes. You were only 26 years old when you left." Qiang Ming is one of the persons in charge of the logistics department of Luo University. He is in his fifties. When talking about Liu's father and son, he couldn't help shaking his head, "Poor old Liu, My wife died young, and I was both a father and a mother by myself, and it was hard to bring up my young friend, how can I lose my only son at my age."

Liu Shaoyou died in an arsenal safety accident.

More than 20 years ago, being able to work in an arsenal was a very proud thing for ordinary families.After Liu Shaoyou graduated from the technical school, Liu Zhonggui spent a lot of effort and asked for connections before he was stuffed into a once very famous arsenal in Han Province.

There, Liu Shaoyou worked as a "fireworker" for eight years.

Working in an arsenal has certain dangers, especially pyrotechnics.Every once in a while across the country, there will be several safety accidents.But in that era, people's safety awareness was weak, and their information was relatively closed. Most people only knew that being a pyrotechnic worker was highly paid and honorable, and they rarely thought that their lives would not be guaranteed.

When the accident happened, Liu Shaoyou was not in the core area and did not die immediately.

But living is no easier than dying.

He suffered burns to 96% of his body, multiple organ failures, and struggled for half a month in the arsenal's own hospital, but finally failed to survive.

Liu Zhonggui was an honest rural man, and was played around by the leaders of the arsenal. He didn't know why his good-looking son said he was gone. In the end, Colonel Luo came forward to get 1000 yuan for him as a pension.

In those days, 1000 yuan was not a small amount.

But a fresh life is definitely more than 1000 yuan.

Without his son, he lost hope in life. Liu Zhonggui often made mistakes at work, sometimes forgot to lock the door of the dormitory on time, and sometimes mistook a student for his son, and was complained several times.

The school took pity on him and asked him to stay in the school as a dormitory supervisor and inform the students of his experience through the student union.

Those who heard it were all heartbroken, and some law students wanted to seek justice for him.

But a rural old man who has lost all hope and a few poor students who are still fledgling, how can they fight against an arsenal with entangled forces.

This matter was left behind.When the students in the know have graduated, no one mentions it.

Time may have healed the wound. Liu Zhonggui seldom made mistakes again. Gradually, the new students no longer knew the injuries he had suffered, and only the colleagues in the logistics department still remembered.

Qiang Ming is a few years older than Liu Shaoyou. When he was first assigned to Luo University, he was often taken care of by Liu Zhonggui. He even played a few games of basketball with Liu Shaoyou in his free time.

After Liu Shaoyou died, it was he who took the lead in the logistics department and strongly urged the school to come forward to negotiate with the arsenal.Over the years, he was also the one who helped Liu Zhonggui overtly and secretly.

After getting old, Liu Zhonggui had some mental problems.He usually looks like a normal person, but occasionally forgets that his son is no longer there.

He was still thinking about finding a wife for his son. When he was unconscious, he would say to everyone - my son was born handsome, tall, promising and filial. He still works in an arsenal with a salary of more than 600 yuan a month. !

"Lao Liu's hometown in the countryside is empty. We can't leave him alone, so we allocated an apartment for him in Xinbei District. He usually lives there and helps manage the community." Qiang Ming said: "He is confused. It is indeed wrong to become the suspect's accomplice, but please don't embarrass him too much. He...he may regard the suspect as a young friend. "

At the police station, Liu Zhonggui was sitting in a corner, with tears in his cloudy eyes.

The files from 21 years ago prove that his only son, Liu Shaoyou, has indeed passed away long ago, and the details are almost the same as what Qiang Ming said.

Hua Chong leaned against the wall of the corridor, holding an unlit cigarette in his hand.

For criminal police, it is normal to investigate one case only to run into another unrelated tragedy.Living in this world, everything is inextricably linked, a disaster may lead to a happy event, and a happy event often leads to a tragedy.

But no matter how much you see, you will still be moved.

Liu Zhonggui had already come to his senses under the comfort of the doctor and the effects of the medicine. He looked at Liu Zhiqin with sad eyes, his chapped lips parted, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"Old man." Liu Zhiqin squatted in front of him, wanting to say "we will seek justice for you", but couldn't open his mouth.

The arsenal has long since closed down, and the police failed to hold them accountable back then, and now there is nothing they can do about it.

For a moment, Liu Zhonggui shook his head, the only light in his eyes faded, and said in a hoarse voice: "I recognized the wrong person, I helped the murderer, I'm sorry."

Liu Zhonggui finished talking intermittently about what happened on the night of the 9th.

Like Lu Qing, he also saw the back of the murderer leaving the platform.His old eyes were dim, and the distance was too far away, so he thought it was his son.After Lu Qing ran to unit 3 in a panic, he chased after him, but in the vast night, there was only one abandoned cart.

Thinking day and night, he began to dream of Liu Shaoyou frequently.Later, he heard that there was a murder case on the campus of Luo University. That night, he dreamed that his son said to him: Dad, I am back. I died a terrible death. Those who hurt me have not been punished. The children of the wicked.

When he woke up from the dream, his sanity became more and more confused. For a while, he understood that his son had passed away, and for a while, he thought that his son was still there. He was afraid that his son would really kill someone, and he dared not let others know that his son had returned.

So he thought of erasing his son's footprints on the platform and hiding the cart, but he didn't know that fingerprints would leave traces.

"But at least we have gained something." Hua Chong said: "Liu Zhonggui will be wrong, which means that the back of the murderer is very similar to Liu Shaoyou. Liu Shaoyou is 1 meters tall, which fits our original profile."

Liu Zhiqin nodded, and suddenly said: "Zheng Qi was fired by Wanqiao Real Estate, and offended Wanqiao's senior management during his internship."

Hua Chong turned his head, "Huh?"

"I remember your friend who works in Wanqiao, he is about 1 meters tall by visual inspection." Liu Zhiqin said: "The people on the construction site call him—Mr. Lian."