Case File Compendium

Now that Wei Dongheng has already appeared and admitted his concern for Xie Xue, Lu Zhishu no longer doubted Xie Xue before, but now he has dispelled his doubts.

Her face turned blue and white, and she stared at Wei Dongheng and Xie Xue with complicated expressions for a long time. She wanted to say something, but then realized that she had no position, and finally said "Sorry", and immediately grabbed the crocodile The purse ran away.

Xie Xue's anger towards Lu Zhishu still persisted, and she felt that Wei Dongheng's arrival was very strange, so she asked, "How do you know I'm here?"

Wei Dongheng: "I saw you on the road in her car and thought it was strange, so I followed her."

"She is really inexplicable. I thought she was looking for me to do something, but I didn't expect it to be such an unbelievable thing."

Wei Dongheng asked for a cup of coffee, and asked Xie Xue to sit down and calm down: "I just said, the He family is a bunch of wonderful things, especially this Lu Zhishu, who is extremely difficult to deal with."

When he said this, he raised his eyebrows, and he still didn't forget to show off: "Unlike me, my family is very enlightened. I heard that our family had a cousin in the early years, which is quite strange... But she has passed away. Now my family They are all cuties like me, and they could forgive me when I was a child, and my family will never say such beastly words to you."

Xie Xue slowed down for a while before she felt a little more comfortable.

"From what she said just now, she seems to be sure that He Yu is in a relationship, and she doesn't know which girl is so unlucky..."

Speaking of this, she suddenly remembered the scene of renting out guests at the entrance of the hotel again, and a ripple of uneasiness appeared in her heart.

Wei Dongheng saw what she was thinking, and scratched his body - the silver hooligan hair he was proud of was shaved off by his father's order, and it was shaved into the army's inch hair, and it hasn't grown back yet , did not have time to dye.

"If you're really worried, why don't you just call and ask your brother to see if he's been to that restaurant today?"

Xie Xue thought about it, and actually made a phone call.

After waiting for a while, Xie Qingcheng's calm and steady voice came over: "Hello."

"Brother, you, what are you doing..."

"Lesson preparation. Anything?"

"Oh..." Xie Xue breathed a sigh of relief.She immediately covered the loudspeaker and said to Wei Dongheng with exaggerated mouth shapes: He—prepare—lesson—

Wei Dongheng snapped his fingers, crossed his legs and began to shake proudly, as if I knew it.

"It's okay, if it's okay, I'll just call and ask."

Xie Qingcheng felt that she was baffled, but his younger sister had done a lot of messy things since she was a child. This kind of behavior of calling her brother out of the blue to greet her brother was not uncommon, so he didn't ask any more questions, and chatted with Xie Xue casually. sentence, and hung up the phone.

"Huh—" Xie Xue breathed a sigh of relief.

Wei Dongheng looked at her playfully and teased her: "Aren't you worried that your brother just came back to prepare lessons?"

"Impossible, my brother has to prepare for lessons for a long time, so he must have never been to the city center today." Xie Xue was relieved, and then rolled her eyes and scolded Lu Zhishu, "He Yu's mother is really wrong... I don't know which female classmate He Yu is secretly dating. If his mother finds out about it, I'm afraid I'll be embarrassed to death. I really hope it's not a student in my class... Sigh..."

Xie Qingcheng was not disturbed by Xie Xue's sudden call. He just finished his lesson preparation and rushed to make the PPT before class. After the two classes were over, he went to the school convenience store to buy some oden and went back to the dormitory. Going to take a rest.

When he walked to the door of the faculty dormitory, he suddenly became very dizzy. He had to stand against the cold metal door for a long time before he gradually recovered.

Because of sudden physical discomfort, Xie Qingcheng entered the house, the first thing he did was to boil water and take medicine for himself.

When the drawer can be opened, it is found that the stored medicine is empty.

Xie Qingcheng was stunned for a few seconds. He realized that he was really negligent. Not only did he not take the medicine on time yesterday and today, but he even forgot about the medicine stored at home.

He raised his forehead with his hands, leaned against the wine cabinet and rubbed his temples, and began to reflect that in the past few days, perhaps He Yu was not the only one who had fallen on his head.

And himself.

He has always been a meticulous person, but now he hangs out with a young and frivolous brat until he even forgets his illness.

Xie Qingcheng thought of this, and that anxiety and irritability surged up again.

He closed his eyes.

The dizziness was still lingering, and finally Xie Qingcheng had to get up, put on his coat, took a taxi, and drove to Meiyu Private Hospital.

"Here is your detailed test sheet for this time, and this is the medicine."

In the dean's office, Qin Ciyan's old friend pushed a piece of paper and two boxes of medicine to Xie Qingcheng.

"Look at the test results yourself. I don't need to tell you."

Xie Qingcheng took the form as calmly as any patient's receipt.

He finished his list.

"It's a little bit worse than I thought it would be," he said.

Dean: "If you stopped taking RN-13 earlier, it wouldn't be like this."

Xie Qingcheng lit a cigarette, took a puff, but didn't answer.

After a while, he said, "How long do you think I can last?"

"If you are willing to go to the United States for treatment, with the current technology, there is still hope, but you—"

"But you know I won't."

The dean sighed heavily: "If you don't go to the hospital for proper treatment, it will take five or six years. Your internal organs are already failing rapidly. If you continue at the speed, it will take six years at most. I think you should be It's clear."

Xie Qingcheng: "...What if I increase the number of injections?"

The dean looked at him: "Xiao Xie, it will be very painful. You also know the dose that is effective for yourself. With your current dose, the pain is already a thousand times more than chemotherapy. Even if your pain is more sluggish than ordinary people , It’s like dying once. Why do you have to do this.”

"Because if I don't do some things, no one will finish them."

"...I think if Lao Qin was still alive, he wouldn't be able to see you like this."

"But I have no other choice."

The old dean sighed deeply again, what he knew about Qin Ciyan and Xie Qingcheng was not complete, but not too little.

In the past, he respected Xie Qingcheng's ideas and kept the secrets that should be kept for him in the decision-making of some things. However, seeing such a person walking towards exhaustion step by step in front of him, the feeling of powerlessness Still, the old dean couldn't help but sigh.

"If you want to increase the number of treatment injections, you have to be prepared. If this kind of injection is given too frequently, your body's stress response will be severe, and it is easy to be discovered..."

Xie Qingcheng: "I know."

"...You go to the injection room."

Xie Qingcheng got up.

The old dean, who seemed to be tired of communicating with Xie Qingcheng, suddenly called him when he was about to walk out of the dean's room.

"Thank you Qingcheng."

Xie Qingcheng's fingertips resting on the doorknob stopped, and he turned his head slightly.

The old dean: "I understand your choice very well, but when you suffer like this, no one around you knows, and no one can accompany you. I don't think it's kind of you to treat them like this, you have to know Your relatives and friends not only hope that you can give them protection, they also hope that you can allow them to take care of you... Otherwise, when they know the truth, they will not be able to bear it."

Xie Qingcheng paused for a while and said, "Then never let them know."

He pushed the door and disappeared at the end of the white corridor.

Meiyu Hospital has a special injection room reserved for Xie Qingcheng.

There is no one in the injection room, and there will not be any medical staff to accompany it. Only the director knows everything, and it is all done in secret.

Xie Qing verified the biological information familiarly, and the door opened.

-

This is the truth that Xie Qingcheng has concealed from almost everyone close to him in the past few years.

Inside is a three-person-high training cabin. Inside the cabin are breathing masks, restraint belts, connecting needles, and a call button for emergency help to the dean's office.

Apart from the cultivation chamber, there is only a cold metal bed, a medicine cabinet, and an operating table in the injection room.

Nothing else.

This is Xie Qingcheng's private treatment room.

He has had to come to this place for treatment since he started taking RN-13 secretly again.At first it was just two or three times a year. Slowly, his health got worse and worse. Recently, he has come to the point where he has to deal with it almost once a month or two.So when He Yu was clinging to him before, he would find that he disappeared gradually and frequently.

He is here.

He must repair his body, even if the process is far more painful than chemotherapy.

The entire space of this injection room is quite mechanized, without any temperature. The only thing that can give the people in it a little comfort is that on the glass cover of the cultivation chamber, there is a cloud-like jellyfish pattern engraved-this jellyfish It was Xie Qingcheng who was the only companion during the excruciating pain of injection of special treatment needles.

Xie Qingcheng is very familiar with this house, just like returning to his own home.He sterilized and injected medicine into the infusion tube in the warehouse...

After all the preparations were completed, Xie Qingcheng took a deep breath and prepared to walk into the petri dish as usual.

And at this moment, his cell phone rang suddenly.

The person who called was He Yu.

"Hey."

"Hey, Brother Xie, I'm out of class, where are you?"

The boy's voice on the phone was clear, vigorous, and full of anticipation.Xie Qingcheng could even clearly hear the noisy voices of the surrounding students when he walked out of the classroom.

Young students are discussing with their companions carefree: "What are you having for dinner tonight?"

"There is a new barbecue restaurant on the East Street, and I heard that it tastes very good..."

"Brother Xie?" He Yu read his name and regained his consciousness.

Xie Qingcheng was alone in this cold, metallic treatment room, listening to the boy's movements, for a moment, he felt that he was listening to the sounds of the world in hell.

He was quiet for a while, and said, "I have something to do. We have a meeting outside."

"A meeting again?"

"Well, temporarily."

"How long will it take?"

Xie Qingcheng: "What's wrong?"

"I want to have dinner with you tonight."

"..."

"May I wait for you to come back?"

"No need." Xie Qingcheng came back to his senses, "I'm late at the end of the meeting, you can eat by yourself. If you really don't want to be alone, just find someone to take my place."

He Yu: "But no one can replace you."

"……Really can not."

"Hey... so busy... well, let's forget it this time." He Yu probably felt that he was short on time, so he said: "You go to the meeting first, I won't disturb you, I'll hang up."

After finishing the call, Xie Qingcheng threw the phone on the treatment bed, and he saw his own reflection on the metal plate, with blurred facial features, as if he had no expression.

--Yes.

He shouldn't have any trouble.

Xie Qing stood up, inserted a narrow finger into the knot of the tie, and loosened the tie. After thinking for a while, he turned the phone off, walked into the training room, pressed the start button, and then slowly Slowly closed his eyes.

The breathing mask lowered and was buckled around the nose and mouth, covering most of his face.The injection tube pierced the red mole on the back of Xie Qingcheng's neck, and at the same time, the medicine mist evaporated up, slowly filling the entire cultivation chamber.

Hallucinogenic gas.

A lengthy injection.

The whole body's reaction is more severe than cancer pain.

What the dean described was correct, Xie Qingcheng felt as if he was about to experience death every time he lay down in the warehouse.The air pressure in the cultivation chamber will start to increase sharply after Xie Qingcheng injects the medicine into the body, and the eardrum, sinuses, and heart will all be forced to bear extreme pressure. There was an illusion, as if the bones were pulled out of the body, and then pierced irregularly back to the internal organs. They produced scattered thorns in his flesh and blood, and then were pulled out violently, It seemed that it was going to be dragged away together with his soul.

This kind of process will last for a long time, so the training room had to be equipped with restraint belts and handcuffs wrapped around his body. Every time he struggled, the belts would be tightened tighter and the handcuffs would be tighter. His skin and flesh were worn out, and his whole body seemed to be completely trapped in a net, and he could no longer even move half an inch.

And that's when the real pain begins.

The people in the warehouse are affected by the side effects of overdose of drugs, and will fall into increasingly real hallucinations. The amygdala of the brain begins to become disordered under the continuous intensity. Those memories of horror and pain.

Parents die.

car accident.

Qin Ciyan died.

He leaves the hospital...

Fear continues to creep through the nervous system.

He saw the studio where the water level was rising and heard Jiang Lanpei's faint singing.

He saw Xie Xue collapsed in Chengkang Mental Hospital, at that moment he thought she was dead, and she was divided into corpses.

Then he seemed to be stuffed into a worn-out bear doll again, and he dragged his tattered body towards home.

Xie Xue, who was young, yelled at him: "You are not him! You are not my brother!"

He seems to die once, but he still wants to die...

No one knew how painful he was, and no one knew how much courage he needed to live.

He was in the warehouse, his pale complexion hidden in the mist of medicine.His wrists were handcuffed with shackles, his neck was tied with a ring, and black restraint belts were tied deep on his snow-white shirt. Even the sound of his cries of pain was drowned out in the breathing mask.

It hurts.

It's like dissecting limbs and skeletons and digging out a heart.

It was more than three hours after the treatment was over.

Xie Qingcheng slowly woke up from the coma caused by the severe pain, and his drooping forehead hair was completely wet with sweat.

He slowly opened his eyes, just like the countless times he had done this set of injections before, he was tortured so much that he didn't know what day and night it was.

The warehouse door was automatic and finally opened slowly.A little of the medicine mist left in it scattered out, and in the mist, what was revealed was Xie Qingcheng's figure after finishing the treatment.

It was fragility and exhaustion that few people had ever seen.

Xie Qingcheng was tied up in the warehouse so stiffly and coldly. When he entered the warehouse, he took off his coat, and he was only wearing a plain white shirt and black trousers. Now these clothes were completely soaked by the medicine mist and sweat. cling to him.After the white shirt was wet, the blood color of the skin underneath and the lines of the muscles were faintly revealed.His chest, upper arms, lower abdomen, waist and crotch... were all tightly restrained by restraint belts, as if he had committed some crime instead of suffering from some disease.

Xie Qingcheng didn't have any blood on his face, and his eyes were empty.

The treatment cabin takes off and lands slowly. This is an automatic device that can lift a person onto the treatment metal bed in front and put him down.

When Xie Qingcheng was lying on that narrow bed, he was not conscious yet.

He just lay there limply, as if he had just been fished out of the water, and he had no strength at all... just lying so lonely and cold.

The sadness in the dream still lingers between his brows, and he looks very broken.

Like broken porcelain.

It seems that life has already come to an end.

He lies in unseen ruins, or he himself is the ruins.

The only thing that can prove that he is still alive is the faint ups and downs of his chest...

Another five or six years.

Such a life is over.

Xie Qingcheng rested on the treatment bed for a long time before regaining control over his body and sitting up.

When he buttoned his coat, even his fingers trembled slightly.

He wiped away the physiological tears at the end of his eyes, and slowly covered up all the traces of pain, especially on his wrists... that seemed to be the scars from being strangled by handcuffs...

Go out.

Leave.

Yes, this is the secret he has sealed up - what Xie Qingcheng told He Yu in the reservoir is true, but not complete.He's still hiding part of the truth—

Part of the truth about his current situation.

Xie Qingcheng was judged not to live past the age of 40.Later, the United States developed a special soothing medicine. He chose to give up his ability and take drug treatment, so as to obtain a body that is not much different from ordinary people, and he can live an ordinary life.

But what he didn’t say is that after Qin Ciyan’s death, a period of time passed, and many things happened—Li Ruoqiu divorced him, Xie Xue was admitted to the university of his choice, and Chen Man also entered the public security system after working hard. .

The people around him either returned to the underworld, or went to others, or went to independence.

He is like a tree, when autumn and winter come, all the leaves on the branches are gone.

He realized that he was no longer an indispensable dependency in anyone's life.

And just at that time, two accidents happened——

First, the information left by Qin Ciyan was destroyed.

At that time, there were seven or eight cardboard boxes piled up in those handwritten files. Except for the one Xie Qingcheng was sorting out, the rest were left at home.

These voluminous materials are treasures to Xie Qingcheng, works that must be sorted out for Lao Qin, but they are of no value to others, so Xie Qingcheng never thought that these things would be read by others. eye on.

However, one day when he returned home, he found that a thief had entered the house, and Lao Qin's notebook was thrown everywhere. The burglar seemed to be looking for something from Lao Qin's files, but in the end he found nothing.

In anger and frustration, the thieves maliciously burned several of Qin Ciyan's medical notebooks with a lighter, and threw another twenty or so to the bathroom, where they were all wet with the shower.

When Xie Qingcheng found out, almost a word on it could not be read clearly...

Xie Qingcheng felt that the sky was falling at that moment.Reporting, rescue... But in the end, nothing happened.

A criminal sentence pays attention to a criminal consequence. Nothing valuable from the Xie family was lost. What was damaged was only some medical notes that the police could not judge the value of. Although a case could be filed, who would seriously pursue it?

What's more, even if someone is found, the twenty or thirty notebooks that condensed Qin Ciyan's life will never come back.

Xie Qingcheng couldn't remember how he survived that period of time. During those days and nights, he would dream of Qin Ciyan every night, dreaming of the back of the old man sitting at his desk and writing.Meng dreamed that Mrs. Qin solemnly handed over these materials to him, sent him outside the red brick building, bowed slightly with tears in her eyes, and watched him leave.

Every night he woke up with such a heart-piercing sense of guilt, and his hands trembled violently when he touched the cigarette to light it.

He didn't know how to make up for all these losses, so he made an explanation to the old Qin couple.

He could only keep guessing what was written and recorded in Qin Ciyan's remnant in the other notes of the corresponding period... But a lot of experimental data, if it is missing, it will never be found again.

Who was the thief who broke into the house?

What exactly did they want to find in Mr. Qin's information?

Xie Qingcheng was in pain and could not get an answer.

Until the second accident happened.

-

Qin Ciyan's daughter married to the United States was kidnapped by a mysterious organization, and the police rescued her. Qin Rongbei, Qin Ciyan's daughter, had been tortured to the point of complete insanity, and was sent to a local mental hospital for compulsory isolation treatment.

And in that hospital, Qin Rongbei often repeated a sentence——

"Don't ask me, I don't know what the First Emperor is."