sincerity of lies

Everything from last night reappeared in front of my eyes.

The old kraft paper workbook reappeared in front of Ji Xun's eyes. His hands still had the feeling of touching the workbook. The paper was rough and brittle, and when it was shaken lightly, it made a rustling sound, as if the night owl was shaking. Jie laughed strangely.

He saw the line.

Written with a pencil, stroke by stroke, correct but with immature children's handwriting.

This child, very calmly wrote:

"11.19, Chuxue. Everyone said it was an accident."

He flipped forward, and there was more content written in pencil, and there was a lot more.

This is a murder book in which the word "kill" does not appear on a single page, but if you look at it horizontally and vertically, between the lines, each grid describes how to kill someone.

Ji Xun's eyes flickered slightly, the illusory homework was gone, and Huo Ranyin with a frosty complexion reappeared in front of his eyes.He looked at the other person, wondering if it was an illusion, he saw a shadow on the other person's face.

The grim murderous shadow.

Huo Ranyin was still waiting for his answer.

Ji Xun continued to pace forward, walked to the parking lot and went out, there was no cement road here, only the frozen soil in winter, and even at this time, the sparse grass that can stand up tenaciously.

Looking down the steep cliff, there are sparse bushes with only branches left.

Ji Xun rubbed the toe of his shoe on the dirt, and a puff of soil was lifted up and sprinkled down.

He didn't care about Huo Ranyin's urgency hidden under his calm appearance, he still followed his own steps and said, "Is there anything wrong with my attitude yesterday?"

"Aren't you surprised?"

"Of course it was an accident. But the accident doesn't mean that I'm going to turn you over to the public security agency in the middle of the night because of an old homework book that I don't know the authenticity of. This kind of lack of evidence can only scare the snake away and waste the police force for nothing. Huo Ranyin, you and me They should all be disgusted.”

Huo Ranyin's scrutiny eyes fell on him.

This line of sight is as sharp as a knife, wherever the opponent's line of sight is, the blade will be there.

"It seems you don't believe it."

"On the contrary, I think it is very reasonable and credible. You are resentful because of the domestic violence of your parents, so you burst out with murderous intentions, and finally choose to turn on the gas to kill your parents, and leave a long-term psychological shadow after the killing, leading to suffocation. There's a soft spot. All logic makes sense -- but it's just logic."

One word in this long series of sentences stabbed Huo Ranyin.

Huo Ranyin's eyes narrowed, and the blade that touched Ji Xun's skin slashed downward, causing the skin to bleed.

"...Ji Xun. You're trying to excuse me."

"I'm afraid this can't be considered an excuse. It is precisely because you are not sure about this matter that you have been eager for me to explore your past and let me judge you. A truth that even the parties are not sure, why should I be here?" Arbitrary judgments are made without knowing anything about it.”

"What if I'm lying? What if I know everything and clearly know all the crimes, but just act in front of you?" Huo Ranyin lightly said, "There is no doubt about the crime. Sometimes it is indeed a good fig leaf , right? Now, you are a policeman and I am a suspect, but you as a policeman treat a suspect so easily..."

Huo Ranyin put his hands in his pockets and stood facing the wind for a long time, until the last trace of warmth on his face was swallowed by the cold wind.He said softly: "Ji Xun, you really disappoint me."

Huo Ranyin turned around, ready to leave.

But an arm grabbed him from behind, and this arm came down to him with a huge force, and he was clamped by this force in an instant, controlled, he was dragged backwards, he saw from the bottom up Ji Xun's calm face flickered in front of him, and then turned into a chin.

He fell.

It was the first time he looked at Ji Xun from this angle, and he was surprised to realize that Ji Xun's face—when Ji Xun no longer had a lazy, frivolous and playful smile on his face, this face was actually bigger than he imagined. , The expectation is even colder.

The back is empty.

There was a cliff behind him, and the thin wind couldn't support him, so he fell down.

Then, belatedly, he realized:

Ji Xun is still pushing him.

Is Ji Xun going to kill him?

At this moment, he pulled his hand and exerted a reverse force. He staggered and stood firm on the edge of the cliff. Only a small piece of hard ground on the edge of the cliff was broken under the stampede, and scattered clods came one after another. Roll down the cliff.

Ji Xun pulled Huo Ranyin to stand still.

He lowered his eyes slightly, and straightened Huo Ranyin's messy collar. Under the messy collar, there was a layer of cold sweat that was stimulated by the sudden incident just now. Ji Xun wiped the sweat with his fingertips, The body under the abdomen trembled suddenly, as if he had rubbed against the other's nerve endings.

No one is around.

But there are eyes, a car, a tree, and even a gust of wind blowing from the mountain, they are all full of eyes, peeping from all directions, together with him, peeping at Huo Ranyin; together with Huo Ranyin, peeping he.

Ji Xun looked at Huo Ranyin who was breathing heavily.

"Huo Ranyin, you are defenseless against me who is suspected of killing my sister. You always say that I am emotional and tell me not to be affected by the polarizer of emotion. Is it really me who is affected? Do you really understand me? No The me you expected, the illusion...is the real me."

"..."

"Actually, I don't know myself enough." Ji Xun chatted in an ordinary tone, "We don't know ourselves enough. So we all seem to have done things that we thought were absolutely impossible."

... I really don't know Ji Xun well enough.

Huo Ranyin, who was staring at Ji Xun's face, suddenly thought this way. At this moment, he saw a complete strangeness on this familiar face. After thinking about it for a long time, he finally realized it.

Ji Xun's face is a mirror, and the face in the mirror changes with the outside world, sometimes this face is more casual, sometimes this face is more presumptuous, and sometimes this face is tender.

They are not this face, they are just masks that can be replaced at any time.

"But Huo Ranyin, you chose the right person." Ji Xun said again.

"...What?" Huo Ranyin recovered from his trance.

"You chose me right." Ji Xun smiled suddenly, and said firmly, "Huo Ranyin, I will bring you the truth."

The mirror rippled like water waves.

All kinds of masks as thin as cicada's wings are combined on this face, together drawing a face condensed by wisdom and self-confidence.

A face that will never be forgotten or mistaken.

Huo Ranyin looked a little crazy.

A burst of funeral music with gongs and drums sounded just at this moment. Ji Xun turned his head and glanced down the parking lot. During the process of their communication, the guests had finished their worship and went down the mountain one after another. Only the relatives of the deceased remained. Under the guidance of the leader, he followed the coffin to the cremation furnace.

This is the last time, and then the 900° high temperature will annihilate the human body, leaving only a small jar filled with ashes that are still warm.

"Huo Ranyin." Ji Xun said, "I just figured out something, but I don't know who to tell it to. After much deliberation, I can only tell you."

Ji Xun sorted out his thoughts a bit and began to narrate:

"We were talking about your homework just now. Let's start with the homework. Before seeing the homework, my biggest guess about your sympathy is that you were abused by your parents and were brought together by them. Going to die, but also escaped by chance, thus falling into a psychological shadow."

"After seeing it, a whole new possibility appeared.

"People always subconsciously presuppose the victim, but in fact, the possibility of your parents turning on the switch and you turning on the switch is equal, and there is no priority.

"Just like in the case of Gao Shuang's death, neither the suicide note, the humidifier, the window, nor the poison have a clear direction.

"The suicide note can be imitated by Zhuo Zangying or Gao Shuang. If the humidifier has no fingerprints, it is impossible to know who has used it. And the setting of intelligent control is under the same roof, even if it is created by Zhuo Zangying. You can't confirm who set it up when the mobile phone sends out instructions. As for the poison, the police have not found out how to get the cyanide.

"They—Zhuo Zangying and Gao Shuang—have the same possibility of killing Gao Shuang.

"Mo Nai interpreted Gao Shuang's murder as killing Zhuo Zangying himself, but in fact it can also be understood as suicide, and blamed Zhuo Zangying for killing.

"The death insurance for suicide generally takes effect after the insured has taken out the insurance for two years.

"Today I heard a story that Gao Shuang wanted to return to society to work two years ago, but failed after many efforts.

"Gao Shuang and Wei Zhenzhu are both different and similar.

"Their similarity is that Gao Shuang seems to be living a chic life but still has a very depressed married life. In marriage, apart from hot violence like Duan Hongwen, it can also be cold violence that doesn't care.

"Gao Shuang is not like Wei Zhenzhu, she once tried to get rid of all this.

"She is a full-time wife, her circle of friends has been greatly reduced, and she is chasing her illusory emotional affiliation in the game. She also wants to go out to work, and work is a prerequisite for divorce and the burden of raising children.

"But these have all failed without exception. The emotional failure in the game is not due to the illusion of the Internet, but because most people are unwilling to accept the constraints of second marriage and children. And failure at work is a common workplace law. .

"Because of a wedding and a childbirth, she was bound from a successful professional woman to this cold and hopeless marriage, not only had to endure her husband's disregard, but also had to face the gap in her own identity.

"Just like what she said to Mo Nai, Gao Shuang felt that she was left behind by this society. Driven by this strong emotion, on the one hand, she wanted to end her prematurely dying life, and on the other hand, she wanted to take revenge on her husband.

"But she couldn't let go of her child, and she couldn't end her life hastily. She began to plan her own death, and she longed for something to interrupt him at any time during the process.

"She lured Zhuo Zangying, or she simply bought an insurance for herself in Zhuo Zangying's name. In fact, the large amount of insurance can be purchased without the need for her to appear in person.

"This insurance includes the common suicide option that will take effect after two years. That is the time of death she chose for herself. It is the age when Xiaojun is in the first grade of elementary school and has grown up to a certain extent.

"Before the two-year period came, she wanted to struggle for the last time. She lowered her requirements to find a job. Unfortunately, she failed again.

"Everything seemed like an inevitable development urging her to hasten her death.

"Gao Shuang made the last trip before her death. She went to see the sunrise. When she came home, the nanny was transferred away under the pretext of traveling. Everything was ready. She called and claimed that she would return later. Going to see the baby to make it look like she didn't want to die, and then she lay in bed waiting for the poison in the humidifier, which wiped off her fingerprints, to take effect.

"When the police came to the scene and saw the insurance money and the intentionally hidden suicide note, all suspicions of murder naturally fell on Zhuo Zangying.

"Wei Zhenzhu is right. Gao Shuang died with the grace she envied most, because Gao Shuang didn't need to dirty his hands like her when he killed Zhuo Zangying."

"But there is no evidence for all of this." Huo Ranyin was not immediately confused by Ji Xun's statement, he thought clearly, and said in a deep voice, "Even if you add so many reliable motivational logics to Gao Shuang, its possibility is still equal." of."

"Suicide note." Ji Xun said.

"Gao Shuang asked his parents to throw away the furniture!" Huo Ranyin recalled and quickly grasped the key point.

"She was worried about poisonous substances remaining on the furniture." Ji Xun sighed, "This is the last words of a mother. Until the end of her life, she still cared about her children more than her schemes. A husband who doesn't care about the family , you can imitate her handwriting, but you can never imitate her mood as a mother."

Huo Ranyin had no more questions.

Every time it was like this, Ji Xun was always able to convince him at the end, convincing him that this was the unknown truth.

"So, are you hesitant to tell the truth?"

Like Ji Xun, Huo Ranyin looked at the funeral procession.The children in sackcloth walked at the forefront of the line, and the crying voices of the professional filial sons and grandchildren completely covered the natural crying of the children, which was the child's last admiration for his mother.

"You don't want to wash away Zhuo Zangying's murder?"

This time, Ji Xun changed silently.In everyone's life, there will be many things that cannot be decided at the first time.Ji Xun probably encountered a lot of them.

This silence lasted until the white team disappeared from their sight.

"Gao Shuang's murder was never filed. The police couldn't convict Zhuo Zangying. Zhuo Zangying didn't murder Gao Shuang, he just poisoned her slowly in his life—but that's all," Ji Xun finally said to Huo Ranyin. Smile, "Let the police decide."

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