Dangerous Personality

Xie Lin's account, as the only way to communicate with "z", is under the surveillance of the police force.

The other detectives who saw this line of words on the monitor screen asked puzzledly, "A familiar game? What game?"

It was difficult for Xie Lin and Chi Qing to answer this question.

That game—

It is a bloody and brutal survival game.

Back then, that person tied up all teenagers, and everyone was generally in junior high school, and already had a preliminary understanding of the world and their own way of thinking, but these junior high school students were "in the game". How would this group of young children who are still in elementary school be scared?

Do they really know what killing is?

Know what it means to pick up a knife?

……

After a few seconds of silence, Xie Lin let go of the careless flair on his face for the first time, and became serious: "These children are probably in a much more dangerous situation than you expected before."

Sure enough, as if to confirm Xie Lin's words, the police station received an anonymous video the next day.

The video screen is pitch black.

That place looks very dark, as if there is no light source in the whole place, the lens can only illuminate a ghost image when it shines on the object, and it is difficult for the naked eye to distinguish what is being illuminated from such a dark environment.

Only the voice is clear.They clearly heard the sound of footsteps, and then the sound of a certain door being pushed open. After the door was pushed open, other sounds came out.

Chi Qing, who is particularly sensitive to sound, said coldly before everyone in the conference room could react, "It's crying." The children were crying.

In addition to the sharp or subdued whimpers, there was a sudden burst of miserable screams, and at the same time there was a muffled and blunt sound. This sound was like a blunt knife, knocking on everyone.

"Who is smashing something?" A criminal policeman asked in a daze.

Who is smashing?

And why do you want to smash it?

What are you smashing.

Everyone was curious about the knocking sound, and they were confused when they heard it. However, at this moment, Chi Qing, who had experienced several cases no matter how brutal the murderer's modus operandi or how shocking the crime scene was, did not change his expression. white.

...Although he is already white enough, he has always had no blood color.

Chi Qing obviously didn't touch anything, and his hands were safely tucked into his sleeves, but he still felt dirty for no reason.

Some kind of emotion similar to the attack of cleanliness came up from the bottom of my heart.

He knew exactly what he was smashing.

are people.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

in the bathroom.

The sound of water rushing.

Chi Qing washed her hands aimlessly, over and over again.

Until a pair of hands stretched out from the side and turned on the faucet, the sound of water gradually stopped.

Xie Lin didn't say anything. As one of the two survivors, he knew exactly why Chi Qing reacted like this.

In silence, he wiped the water stains on Chi Qing's hands with a paper towel, and then said: "The director asked the two of us to go there, and there will be several other criminal policemen in the office. This case is too similar to the case ten years ago. At present, we suspect It's an imitation crime, so we need our cooperation to explain the case experience to them...can you?"

Xie Lin wanted to say no, then don't go, but Chi Qing said: "...you can."

Xie Lin and Chi Qing had interrogated too many times.

This time, he was also sitting at the other end of the table as before, with the criminal police opposite him holding a pen and paper, and the atmosphere in the room was cramped.

Both Xie Lin and Chi Qing seemed uncomfortable.

Chi Qing moved her fingers.

Xie Lin raised his hand and unbuttoned a shirt.

Seeing other detectives looking at him, Chi Qing said, "I'm not used to it."

Xie Lin followed his words and continued to explain: "Usually they are interrogated as suspects, and the identity of the victim is not suitable for a while."

"........."

Why are you still used to being a suspect?

There were only a few criminal policemen who participated in this interrogation. They knew the importance of this conversation, and they also knew that the secrecy level of the case ten years ago had always been the highest. case.

To this day, they can clearly recall the sensational situation in the city ten years ago. They could not sleep at night, and their parents cried in their sleep at night. These cries were exactly the same as the cries at the gate of Tianxin Community .

- "Save my child -"

— "When will my child come back? When can I see him?"

——"Has the murderer been caught yet... Is my child still alive..."

——“…”

"Back then," the criminal policeman who asked the question did not expect that he would not continue to ask the survivors that year, and would ask the survivors in this way ten years later, "How did you survive?"

"What is that game?"

Although the answer to the question, they all have guesses in their hearts.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be so afraid of Jie Lin for so many years, and wouldn't think that Jie Lin was too dangerous to stay in the headquarters.

After a while, Xie Lin said, "If you kill someone, you can survive."

"Similarly, as long as you ensure that you don't get killed, you can survive."

Xie Lin didn't even kill the murderer of the serial kidnapping case back then, let alone the people in the same room.

But almost every roommate has laid hands on him.

"I was choked by someone in the middle of the night, tried to poke my eyes with chopsticks while eating, and was stabbed with a fishbone that was secretly hidden. Even under such conditions, there are still many ways to kill people. Kind of. They'll lie, they'll beg for mercy, they'll cry and say they want to live."

"The first person who died in front of me didn't survive a week of game time, and before the last day came, he couldn't bear it and committed suicide," Xie Lin recalled that dark small room, "From the time I entered, his mental state It was very wrong, and I later found out that he witnessed the murderer kill a disobedient child, and that child was his first roommate."

"Later when I went in, he would often talk to himself against the wall, as if there was a third person in the room."

"Towards the end of the first round of the game, that night was when he looked most normal mentally, and he asked me very seriously, 'Let me kill you, can you let me live'."

At that time, Xie Linxin said that it was not me who was crazy.

How could I let you kill me.

It's impossible to really kill someone if you live until the last day and see each other again.

Xie Lin didn't answer, and then his roommate was silent for a long time, finally he raised his head, looked at the sealed window for a long time and said: "I haven't seen the sun for a long time."

"That was the last thing he said, and I woke up the next morning and saw a pair of feet dangling in the air."

Xie Lin looked up along those dangling feet, and found that he had taken off his clothes and tore them into strips, and then tied the fabrics together to make a "rope", which was hung on the protruding beam in the room.

The beams were old, the wood was cracked and cracked, and could not bear the weight, so the corpse was not hung securely. The stiff legs hung down, with the toes facing the ground, and the whole corpse was completely cold.

The day before the end of the first round of games.

He couldn't bear the mental pressure and chose to commit suicide.

……

When he first learned that Jie Lin was wanted, Chi Qing also wondered in his heart - how did he survive, this question has an answer today.

Jie Lin was the same as him. They were forced to be imprisoned in the dark, holding tools that could be used to commit murder, but they never made a move.

"The case ten years ago... the truth is actually like this."

The criminal policeman in charge of the record closed the thick yellowed file. This file had left a few blank pages because of the lack of information on the victim’s interrogation. The pure white blank pages have now become thin and brittle. The margins are slightly curled, and the newly added traces of black pen make it look more old-fashioned.

A criminal policeman said: "But this case is so difficult. So many people were sacrificed and so much energy was spent to solve it. This time..."

This time it was another perverted murderer who was rarely seen in ten years.

The difficulty of the case is not lower than that of the case ten years ago.

"No," Xie Lin who just unscrewed the mineral water bottle across the table and handed it to Chi Qing suddenly said, "This case will not be more difficult than it was ten years ago."

"?"

Everyone didn't understand this sentence at once: "Why do you say that?"

Xie Lin: "Because I won't let what happened ten years ago happen again."

After finishing speaking, Xie Lin and Chi Qing took turns talking:

"If the rule of the game is to change the room every seven days, we still have five days to solve the case."

"In fact, the case itself has provided a lot of clues. Since he chose to 'imitate the crime', there are commonalities between the two cases. This is the clue that 'he' left for us-for example, there are obvious places where the crime meets the conditions. character, it must be a remote and closed enclosure, with different rooms, or can be cut into multiple spaces."

"Nine times out of ten, the signal in that place will be interfered, because some children wear electronic watches with positioning functions."

"There is one more important thing, and it is also a clue that can directly find him..."

Having said that, Jie Lin and Chi Qing were silent for two seconds at the same time, and then said in unison: "The clue is the case ten years ago."

The criminal police immediately understood: because he knew the case ten years ago too well.

Why did he know so much about the unknown details of that case?

What is the relationship between him and the murderer back then?

……

And, what was the true meaning of the last sentence the murderer said during the trial?

At that moment, everyone remembered the low-pitched and weird words that shocked everyone during the trial.

The man seemed to be smiling when he spoke.

——"You can't kill me, and you can't catch me."

The specific investigation work was not under the control of Xie Lin and Chi Qing, and it was already evening when the meeting ended.Afraid of causing commotion, the two of them still wore masks when traveling, saying goodbye to the days of hiding, and returning to the neighborhood where they lived before felt a sense of trance.

Xie Lin parked the car in the garage, and when he got out of the car, he saw Chi Qing looking at the elevator door: "What's wrong?"

Chi Qing: "It's nothing, it just suddenly feels like a long time has passed."

He remembered the day when he was looking for a house, the first day he stepped into this community, a certain landlord who was losing money in business kept lobbying in his ears, and then the two became opposites by accident.

It was still the beginning of winter.

A harsh, often rainy winter.

"At that time, I was afraid that you would not rent it," Xie Lin said, "It took me a long time to talk."

Chi Qing asked casually along the topic: "Why did you insist on me renting it?"

Xie Lin: "I want to get closer to you."

Hearing this is like farting.

At that time, there was no relationship between the two of them, only the friendship of fighting each other and entering the game together.

Chi Qing: "Speak human words."

Xie Lin told the truth: "I want to investigate you, but I feel that you are a bit suspicious."

Chi Qing thought about the impression Xie Lin gave him at that time, and replied: "Your suspicion level is not low."

It is rare for Chi Qing to have such a slightly emotional emotion. His rare emotion dissipated without smoke when the elevator arrived at the floor, the elevator door opened, and then saw two rows of white chrysanthemums at the door of the room. up.

Chi Qing: "..."

Xie Lin went up to check the signature: "...Sent by Ren Qin."

"The cat is also kept by her now. If you want to think about it, there is nothing you can do. If you knock on Ren Qin's door, she may faint on the spot."

Chi Qing moved away the pile of white chrysanthemums, only to see the door lock. After opening the door, he found that the furniture in the room had been covered with white cloth.

All these details are telling: the owner of this house has passed away.