I'm innocent [Comprehensive British American]
Chapter 150
After a few minutes, they found a passageway behind a cabinet partition on the first floor.
Qiu Chengke didn't intend to go in and find out.
As it turns out, he now wants to be left outside so he can make a quick escape.
Running in front of a group of agents without wanting to hurt anyone is not easy.
Especially after Morgan quickly passed the wink to the others, Qiu Chengke was surrounded by Al and Hu Qi, Morgan and Reid stood on his right, Morgan was very close to him, and he could be touched by a little reach.
"You want to go in?" Qiu Chengke looked at the passage door opened by Morgan, and asked hesitantly, "Shall I go in too?"
Morgan nodded, held his gun tightly and walked in first. Seeing that Qiu Chengke hadn't moved for a long time, Hu Qi gently pushed him from behind.
Qiu Chengke blinked at Reid, and Reid looked at him blankly, as if he hadn't received Qiu Chengke's signal, turned around and followed Morgan into the passage.
Qiu Chengke only felt that Reid's behavior was a little weird. Judging from the width of the passage and the material of the wall, it was just a temporary passage. There was no light in the passage. The flashlight in Morgan's hand became the only light source here.
Qiu Chengke touched Rhett's finger quietly, and Rhett avoided his hand, and gave him a nougat after a while.
After turning a corner and walking up two flights of stairs, the passage was quiet, and no one spoke along the way.
Qiu Chengke took the nougat that Ruide gave him and didn't understand what it meant. When they walked out of this passage, Ruide turned his head and looked at Qiu Chengke apologetically. Qiu Chengke vaguely sensed that something was wrong, so he picked up the nougat , carefully distanced himself from the others.
This was a very strange room, Qiu Chengke pushed a small board on the wall, looked outside, and confirmed that the corridor outside was where he and Rhett had stayed before.
"I originally thought that there would be some treasures or other things here. It shouldn't be so empty before." Morgan looked around the metal room. He stroked the cold wall and frowned suspiciously.
"What's wrong?" Rhett asked.
"There's something behind." Morgan tried to push the metal wall, and one side of the wall suddenly sank, and Morgan didn't have time to hold back his strength and fell straight in.
The accident happened very quickly, and the others only saw Morgan swaying, and then disappeared from the spot.
"Morgan?" Reid carefully pushed the wall, making sure that it was a structure similar to a revolving door. He just wanted to ask Morgan if he was injured, but he was shocked by the sight in front of him.
"He's crazy." Reed looked at the wall and murmured softly. Morgan patted the ashes on his trousers and nodded in agreement.
Qiu Chengke followed them into a small room with a set of tables and chairs and a blanket in the corner, and a cup of coffee and a tape recorder on the table.
After Hu Qi glanced at the wall, he walked to the set of tables and chairs. He reached out and touched the blanket and chair. There was a layer of dust on it. Hu Qi was stunned. He picked up the cup of coffee, which was already sour.
Surrounded by walls, it was a fully enclosed room without any windows, and the original snow-white walls were densely filled with writing.
"It's blood." Reid touched a line of writing and said, "This is just written."
"There's no other place to hide here," Morgan said, turning around the room.
"In the early stage, the handwriting was fairly neat, and the person who wrote it was conscious, and there was no overreaction, no panic, no threat or injury." Reid leaned close to the wall, identifying the words that were pressed at the bottom. "It is difficult to recognize the written words later. What is it, the mental state is very bad, but it should be written by one person."
The height that a person can write is limited, the middle and lower part of the wall is densely packed with bright red, and on the top, where even an adult male cannot directly touch it, there are patches of unknown stains.
"Irregular patterns, it looks like oil stains." Reid looked up and looked around and said, "It seems that he wants to fill this wall."
"Throw the steak on?" Qiu Chengke said.
"Maybe." Reid didn't pay attention to those things, he read softly the blood words on the wall, "God always abandons those who are willing to fall, but keeps the punishment for the wicked. He wants the revenge of mankind." The action is ahead of the judgment in heaven, but what have I done wrong? I have no blood on my hands, I just lure them to fall."
He struggled to make out the initial writing under the scribbled handwriting.
"It's Dumas's words." Reid paused, and continued, "The rest is the same as before, at least this area is basically, 'What did I do wrong'."
"Who is the villain," Rhett read, "but what did I do wrong?"
"I am here to atone, for whom."
"Those children are laughing, they and... are laughing at me, laughing at me that I can't even understand how to be a bad person, but why do I want to atone for my sins, what did I do wrong."
"Stop, stop laughing."
"'...It's finally quiet' should be preceded by a name, but I can't read it."
Reid's expression became more and more strange. He said in surprise, "He seems to be writing a diary at the back. He drank a cup of black coffee today. Miss Jonas' coffee is always so pure."
"Radio [-]'s music is always ahead of the curve."
"I had a steak today, but it was tasteless. I put some pepper noodles and tomato sauce on it."
"I'm hungry, I want something to eat, but all I have is ketchup."
"Reid?"
"I'm sorry, but I need it."
"Red, it's okay, stop reading."
"I heard the sound of running water, tick tock, he was looking for me, but he couldn't get in, it's safe and no one can get in."
"Red." Qiu Chengke pressed Reid's shoulder and squeezed it hard.
Reid was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Qiu Chengke, "I'm sorry I didn't hear you call me just now."
Qiu Chengke pursed his lips, and stuffed the nougaty that Rhett had given him before into Rhett's mouth.
"He has tables, chairs and blankets, but he never uses them." Hu Qi walked over with a leather office notebook in his hand, "On the contrary, the ground in the corner over there is very clean and dusty, which is what he often does. place to sit."
"And this, you should take a look." Hu Qi handed over the book, "I found it in the table, and there is also a pen that has run out of ink."
Morgan took the book and opened it. The first page seemed to be an atonement. It stated that he killed a person because of greed. He was willing to imprison himself forever in this self-made cell and sentenced to life imprisonment.
"He didn't say who the person who killed was, but he mentioned treasures and jewelry later, and it was the jeweler, not surprisingly." Hu Qi explained.
In the first half, he was atoning almost every day, saying that he would not turn himself in because he could not accept the news reports on the matter.
He hoped that the name of Hans would always be honored in the newspapers as a brilliant figure, and he didn't want his reputation that he worked so hard to build to be ruined.
So in order to preserve his reputation, he took over the orphanage, hired someone who looked like him to replace him, and he built himself a prison cell to atone for his sins.
But later, he began to question why he was the only one being punished.
'What the hell am I doing wrong. '
'What the hell am I doing wrong. '
Morgan quickly flipped through the pages, and the second half of the book kept writing this sentence repeatedly. The handwriting became more and more scribbled, and the ink was about to run out, making it more difficult to identify the content. They could only judge by guessing that he wrote it. What.
But when I got to the last page, it said 'I didn't do anything wrong. '
The font is neat and neat, as if a person who is about to go crazy suddenly wakes up again.
"The possibility of split personality is not ruled out." Morgan pondered, "but the fonts are similar, it doesn't look like there is a second personality."
"There is no water pipe nearby, and hearing the sound of water droplets indicates hallucinations and the possibility of insanity." Reid analyzed, he shook the dusty blanket, and Qiu Chengke, who was next to him, couldn't help but sneezed.
Through this diary, they gradually learned the secret that the town had hidden for eight years.
The jeweler is a classmate of Hans' university club. Due to the recent difficulty in cash flow and the dirty source of goods, he dare not hire people from regular companies with great fanfare.
He asked Hans to accompany him to deliver a batch of goods, and promised to pay Hans a spy gun in the shape of a cane. It was an antique from the [-]th century. It was left to him by his father. If you dare to sell it, it is useless to keep it.
The jeweler believed that a magical psychological expert like Hans could easily detect everyone's malice, so it would be good to find some simple and simple town people to help them carry the goods.
Their journey went smoothly until they reached a motel near this small town, where they stopped as usual, and after dinner, the two of them walked along the river, and the jeweler had too much wine.
He drunkenly told Hans the real source of his goods, and told him that he got the goods after killing several other jewelers.
Hans was afraid of being threatened, so he also moved his mind on jewelry, but he knew that if he killed the jeweler alone, the matter would not be hidden for long, so he went to the next town where they were going to settle down first, and used jewelry to trick and lure part of the town's residents.
On the second day, he led the jeweler into the trap he had already set up.
Everything was proceeding step by step as he planned. After being induced, some residents of the small town were completely tempted by revenge. They joined forces to murder the jeweler and divide up the part of the treasure he left for them.
Almost everything was within Hans' plan, except for himself. Hans didn't think that it would be his own fault in the end. He could hear the sound of water every night, and he could think of the jeweler drowning when he touched the jewels. The back of the face, mouth open to laugh at him.
Everyone who participated in this matter tacitly kept this secret, and enjoyed the fruit of selling their souls with peace of mind.
Except for him, he didn't have a bad conscience, he was just worried that things would be revealed one day, and that his reputation would be damaged.
Hans exchanged part of it for money, took over the orphanage that was about to close down, and locked himself up. The closed room made him feel safe, and the hypocritical atonement made him forget his fault for a short time.
"The claustrophobic environment gave him a sense of psychological security, and it could drive him crazy in the end." Reid looked at the small enclosed space, pursed his lips and said softly, "At least I don't want to live here for six years."
Qiu Chengke walked over and tried to turn on the tape recorder, the tape was spinning for a long time before there was a faint sound.
'Radio [-], Music Channel,...West Virginia, it's always like heaven, there's the Blue Ridge Mountains, the Shenandoah River, take me home, the way home, all my memories revolve around her...'
Hans' voice came slowly, he sang softly, and finally bid farewell to the audience.
"West Virginia?" Hutch said until the voice stopped, "I remember his autobiography said that was where he grew up, and he moved to Washington later."
The author has something to say: It's okay, after writing, I can finally be sweet.
Qiu Chengke didn't intend to go in and find out.
As it turns out, he now wants to be left outside so he can make a quick escape.
Running in front of a group of agents without wanting to hurt anyone is not easy.
Especially after Morgan quickly passed the wink to the others, Qiu Chengke was surrounded by Al and Hu Qi, Morgan and Reid stood on his right, Morgan was very close to him, and he could be touched by a little reach.
"You want to go in?" Qiu Chengke looked at the passage door opened by Morgan, and asked hesitantly, "Shall I go in too?"
Morgan nodded, held his gun tightly and walked in first. Seeing that Qiu Chengke hadn't moved for a long time, Hu Qi gently pushed him from behind.
Qiu Chengke blinked at Reid, and Reid looked at him blankly, as if he hadn't received Qiu Chengke's signal, turned around and followed Morgan into the passage.
Qiu Chengke only felt that Reid's behavior was a little weird. Judging from the width of the passage and the material of the wall, it was just a temporary passage. There was no light in the passage. The flashlight in Morgan's hand became the only light source here.
Qiu Chengke touched Rhett's finger quietly, and Rhett avoided his hand, and gave him a nougat after a while.
After turning a corner and walking up two flights of stairs, the passage was quiet, and no one spoke along the way.
Qiu Chengke took the nougat that Ruide gave him and didn't understand what it meant. When they walked out of this passage, Ruide turned his head and looked at Qiu Chengke apologetically. Qiu Chengke vaguely sensed that something was wrong, so he picked up the nougat , carefully distanced himself from the others.
This was a very strange room, Qiu Chengke pushed a small board on the wall, looked outside, and confirmed that the corridor outside was where he and Rhett had stayed before.
"I originally thought that there would be some treasures or other things here. It shouldn't be so empty before." Morgan looked around the metal room. He stroked the cold wall and frowned suspiciously.
"What's wrong?" Rhett asked.
"There's something behind." Morgan tried to push the metal wall, and one side of the wall suddenly sank, and Morgan didn't have time to hold back his strength and fell straight in.
The accident happened very quickly, and the others only saw Morgan swaying, and then disappeared from the spot.
"Morgan?" Reid carefully pushed the wall, making sure that it was a structure similar to a revolving door. He just wanted to ask Morgan if he was injured, but he was shocked by the sight in front of him.
"He's crazy." Reed looked at the wall and murmured softly. Morgan patted the ashes on his trousers and nodded in agreement.
Qiu Chengke followed them into a small room with a set of tables and chairs and a blanket in the corner, and a cup of coffee and a tape recorder on the table.
After Hu Qi glanced at the wall, he walked to the set of tables and chairs. He reached out and touched the blanket and chair. There was a layer of dust on it. Hu Qi was stunned. He picked up the cup of coffee, which was already sour.
Surrounded by walls, it was a fully enclosed room without any windows, and the original snow-white walls were densely filled with writing.
"It's blood." Reid touched a line of writing and said, "This is just written."
"There's no other place to hide here," Morgan said, turning around the room.
"In the early stage, the handwriting was fairly neat, and the person who wrote it was conscious, and there was no overreaction, no panic, no threat or injury." Reid leaned close to the wall, identifying the words that were pressed at the bottom. "It is difficult to recognize the written words later. What is it, the mental state is very bad, but it should be written by one person."
The height that a person can write is limited, the middle and lower part of the wall is densely packed with bright red, and on the top, where even an adult male cannot directly touch it, there are patches of unknown stains.
"Irregular patterns, it looks like oil stains." Reid looked up and looked around and said, "It seems that he wants to fill this wall."
"Throw the steak on?" Qiu Chengke said.
"Maybe." Reid didn't pay attention to those things, he read softly the blood words on the wall, "God always abandons those who are willing to fall, but keeps the punishment for the wicked. He wants the revenge of mankind." The action is ahead of the judgment in heaven, but what have I done wrong? I have no blood on my hands, I just lure them to fall."
He struggled to make out the initial writing under the scribbled handwriting.
"It's Dumas's words." Reid paused, and continued, "The rest is the same as before, at least this area is basically, 'What did I do wrong'."
"Who is the villain," Rhett read, "but what did I do wrong?"
"I am here to atone, for whom."
"Those children are laughing, they and... are laughing at me, laughing at me that I can't even understand how to be a bad person, but why do I want to atone for my sins, what did I do wrong."
"Stop, stop laughing."
"'...It's finally quiet' should be preceded by a name, but I can't read it."
Reid's expression became more and more strange. He said in surprise, "He seems to be writing a diary at the back. He drank a cup of black coffee today. Miss Jonas' coffee is always so pure."
"Radio [-]'s music is always ahead of the curve."
"I had a steak today, but it was tasteless. I put some pepper noodles and tomato sauce on it."
"I'm hungry, I want something to eat, but all I have is ketchup."
"Reid?"
"I'm sorry, but I need it."
"Red, it's okay, stop reading."
"I heard the sound of running water, tick tock, he was looking for me, but he couldn't get in, it's safe and no one can get in."
"Red." Qiu Chengke pressed Reid's shoulder and squeezed it hard.
Reid was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Qiu Chengke, "I'm sorry I didn't hear you call me just now."
Qiu Chengke pursed his lips, and stuffed the nougaty that Rhett had given him before into Rhett's mouth.
"He has tables, chairs and blankets, but he never uses them." Hu Qi walked over with a leather office notebook in his hand, "On the contrary, the ground in the corner over there is very clean and dusty, which is what he often does. place to sit."
"And this, you should take a look." Hu Qi handed over the book, "I found it in the table, and there is also a pen that has run out of ink."
Morgan took the book and opened it. The first page seemed to be an atonement. It stated that he killed a person because of greed. He was willing to imprison himself forever in this self-made cell and sentenced to life imprisonment.
"He didn't say who the person who killed was, but he mentioned treasures and jewelry later, and it was the jeweler, not surprisingly." Hu Qi explained.
In the first half, he was atoning almost every day, saying that he would not turn himself in because he could not accept the news reports on the matter.
He hoped that the name of Hans would always be honored in the newspapers as a brilliant figure, and he didn't want his reputation that he worked so hard to build to be ruined.
So in order to preserve his reputation, he took over the orphanage, hired someone who looked like him to replace him, and he built himself a prison cell to atone for his sins.
But later, he began to question why he was the only one being punished.
'What the hell am I doing wrong. '
'What the hell am I doing wrong. '
Morgan quickly flipped through the pages, and the second half of the book kept writing this sentence repeatedly. The handwriting became more and more scribbled, and the ink was about to run out, making it more difficult to identify the content. They could only judge by guessing that he wrote it. What.
But when I got to the last page, it said 'I didn't do anything wrong. '
The font is neat and neat, as if a person who is about to go crazy suddenly wakes up again.
"The possibility of split personality is not ruled out." Morgan pondered, "but the fonts are similar, it doesn't look like there is a second personality."
"There is no water pipe nearby, and hearing the sound of water droplets indicates hallucinations and the possibility of insanity." Reid analyzed, he shook the dusty blanket, and Qiu Chengke, who was next to him, couldn't help but sneezed.
Through this diary, they gradually learned the secret that the town had hidden for eight years.
The jeweler is a classmate of Hans' university club. Due to the recent difficulty in cash flow and the dirty source of goods, he dare not hire people from regular companies with great fanfare.
He asked Hans to accompany him to deliver a batch of goods, and promised to pay Hans a spy gun in the shape of a cane. It was an antique from the [-]th century. It was left to him by his father. If you dare to sell it, it is useless to keep it.
The jeweler believed that a magical psychological expert like Hans could easily detect everyone's malice, so it would be good to find some simple and simple town people to help them carry the goods.
Their journey went smoothly until they reached a motel near this small town, where they stopped as usual, and after dinner, the two of them walked along the river, and the jeweler had too much wine.
He drunkenly told Hans the real source of his goods, and told him that he got the goods after killing several other jewelers.
Hans was afraid of being threatened, so he also moved his mind on jewelry, but he knew that if he killed the jeweler alone, the matter would not be hidden for long, so he went to the next town where they were going to settle down first, and used jewelry to trick and lure part of the town's residents.
On the second day, he led the jeweler into the trap he had already set up.
Everything was proceeding step by step as he planned. After being induced, some residents of the small town were completely tempted by revenge. They joined forces to murder the jeweler and divide up the part of the treasure he left for them.
Almost everything was within Hans' plan, except for himself. Hans didn't think that it would be his own fault in the end. He could hear the sound of water every night, and he could think of the jeweler drowning when he touched the jewels. The back of the face, mouth open to laugh at him.
Everyone who participated in this matter tacitly kept this secret, and enjoyed the fruit of selling their souls with peace of mind.
Except for him, he didn't have a bad conscience, he was just worried that things would be revealed one day, and that his reputation would be damaged.
Hans exchanged part of it for money, took over the orphanage that was about to close down, and locked himself up. The closed room made him feel safe, and the hypocritical atonement made him forget his fault for a short time.
"The claustrophobic environment gave him a sense of psychological security, and it could drive him crazy in the end." Reid looked at the small enclosed space, pursed his lips and said softly, "At least I don't want to live here for six years."
Qiu Chengke walked over and tried to turn on the tape recorder, the tape was spinning for a long time before there was a faint sound.
'Radio [-], Music Channel,...West Virginia, it's always like heaven, there's the Blue Ridge Mountains, the Shenandoah River, take me home, the way home, all my memories revolve around her...'
Hans' voice came slowly, he sang softly, and finally bid farewell to the audience.
"West Virginia?" Hutch said until the voice stopped, "I remember his autobiography said that was where he grew up, and he moved to Washington later."
The author has something to say: It's okay, after writing, I can finally be sweet.
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