Madness of the Heart

"Long Tianhao!"

An unfamiliar but seemingly heard male voice came from behind. Long Tianhao paused when he climbed over the railing, then turned his head and looked towards the source of the voice.

Mingshu ran all the way up to the roof, but when he spoke, he controlled his breath steadily and hardly panted.

He waved to Long Tianhao, "Come here!"

Long Tianhao met Mingshu in the serious crime team, his eyes were red, and he shouted: "What are you doing here?"

Mingshu cautiously approached Long Tianhao, "Aren't you going to jump off here if I don't come?"

"I..." Long Tianhao was emotionally unstable, clutching the railing with his left hand, subconsciously retorted: "I never thought about jumping off!"

"Then let go!" Mingshu said sternly, "Come here!"

Long Tianhao didn't let go, still clinging to the railing tightly, pursing his lips several times in a short time.

It was obvious that he was afraid.

But this kind of fear is not the fear of ordinary people when facing the police, but the inferiority and fear projected from the heart by a young man with low self-judgment when facing an older, outstanding homosexual.

Mingshu didn't hold back that intimidating aura, but approached step by step, "This is an old house, the railings are full of rust, don't you cherish your left hand? Why are you still holding on to the railing?"

Hearing this, Long Tianhao reflexively let go, and looked down, his palms were covered with dark red rust.

The rust was like blood, spreading inch by inch along the palm lines.

Mingshu saw the timing, and quickly swept forward, and before Long Tianhao could react, he had already completely taken him away from the railing.

Long Tianhao struggled violently, but Mingshu was a head taller than him, and his strength was incomparable. He was restrained and couldn't break free at all.

Xing Mu, who followed Mingshu, was terrified, "Leader, what should we do now?"

Mingshu escorted Long Tianhao back to the rented room, closed the doors and windows tightly, noticed the injury on Long Tianhao's finger, and asked, "Is there alcohol iodine at home?"

Long Tianhao sat on the sofa with his head down, without any response.

Xing Mu took out a small square box from his carry-on bag, "Leader, I have alcohol balls here."

Mingshu remembered that this brother Xing Mu always had alcohol balls and disinfectant spray in his bag for emergencies.

"Wash your hands and handle it yourself." Mingshu threw the small square box to Long Tianhao and began to look around the room.

The furnishings in the room are simple, the most valuable thing is the computer, the floor and table are fairly clean, there are no take-out packages and snack pockets that are common in gaming houses.

There was a photo frame upside down on the computer desk, and Mingshu picked it up. In the photo, Long Tianhao was younger than now, full of vigor, wearing a team uniform, with thumbs up, smiling brightly at the camera.

After Long Tianhao came back from washing his hands, he rushed to the table and took back the photo frame. He held it tightly in his hands first, then put it on the table again, and said in a trembling voice, "Don't look at it."

"When you first started playing professionally?" Mingshu asked.

Long Tianhao silently pasted the alcohol ball on the bloody finger that was bitten.Alcohol is irritating, and the wound is a fresh one. The contact between the two, pain is inevitable, but Long Tianhao's expression is very numb, he didn't even frown between his brows, as if he didn't feel any pain at all.

Are you naturally insensitive to pain?

Or are you used to the pain?

Mingshu observed for a while, and sat on Long Tianhao's gaming chair. When he thought that this person almost committed suicide by jumping off the building, he couldn't help but feel a little upset, "Tell me, why do you want to jump off the building? Do you really want to live?"

Long Tianhao threw the red alcohol ball into the trash can, and glared at Mingshu from below, "I want to live or not, what does it matter to you?"

Xing Mu wanted to preach, but he was afraid that Mingshu would say that he was talkative, so he could only say quietly: "You are young, you can't jump off the building if you think about it..."

Mingshu folded his fingertips, "You want to end yourself because your hand injury is difficult to heal."

The veins on the back of Long Tianhao's hands tensed up, "It has nothing to do with you!"

Mingshu said: "You learned Guzheng from Sha Chun, thinking that by practicing Guzheng, you can help your left hand recover..."

"Stop it!" Long Tianhao roared.

Mingshu continued, "Did you think so, or did someone tell you?"

Long Tianhao's left hand had already been clenched into a fist, and the cuts in his fingers were torn apart by this forceful movement, and blood dripped down the back of his hand.

Xing Mu was afraid that he would do something to Mingshu.

"I want to learn guzheng, can't I?" Long Tianhao said with a distorted expression.

Mingshu stood up from the gaming chair, looked down at Long Tianhao, "Don't fucking mess with me."

Long Tianhao was stunned for a moment, and the hostility on his face dissipated immediately.

"You retired last year, not because of your age, but because of a serious injury to your left hand." Mingshu enunciated clearly and powerfully, "But you did not give up. You have been actively treating yourself, looking for various ways, hoping to come back one day. Return to your beloved battlefield."

Long Tianhao opened his mouth dumbly, his left hand began to tremble.

"By June of this year, you have tried all the prescriptions and folk remedies. Dr. Lei from Guangye Hospital has cured your left fingers from being unable to bend to being able to meet the needs of normal life, but there is still a distance from your requirements." Mingshu said: " You find that you may never be able to make a comeback, so you fall into despair. At this time, someone tells you that practicing Guzheng can promote the recovery of your injured hand. Sha Chun is a very good guzheng player."

Long Tianhao's bloodshot eyes suddenly became misty.

He didn't deny it.

"You have great purpose and hope, thinking that your hand will really get better." Mingshu continued: "So on your birthday, you tell your fans to wait for you."

Long Tianhao shook his head slightly, and said with unclear meaning: "I don't know..."

Mingshu went on to say: "But after a few lessons, you not only find that your hands are not getting better, but you also find that Sha Chun is not as powerful as you thought - she is just like you, she is inconspicuous in the industry she works in. .”

Long Tianhao stood up at once.

Ming Shu said abruptly: "Sha Chun made you think that you are 'the same kind', you killed Sha Chun."

To the uninformed, these two sentences have no logic, and there is no causal relationship between them.

Those in the know can understand that this is a condition for one "domino" to fall to the next "domino".

Long Tianhao's reaction is crucial.

"You... what did you say?" Long Tianhao's pupils tightened and his mouth opened blankly.

The two were separated by three steps, Mingshu's eyes were cold and stern, Long Tianhao exposed a part of his collarbone outside the T-shirt, and shook his head half a minute later: "I didn't kill anyone, I just threatened her."

"Sit down." Mingshu's tone was similar to an order, "I'll ask you a few questions, you'd better not fool me with lies."

Long Tianhao was a little confused. Hearing this, he really sat back, his whole body was like being beaten by frost, and said softly: "I never thought of killing people, and the only one who should be damned is myself. Sometimes I can't control my emotions, but I don't know how to kill people. I... I won't kill even if I commit suicide."

Xing Mu walked to Mingshu's side and lowered his voice, "Leader, this person may be suffering from depression."

Mingshu said "hmm" and asked, "during the class, did you tell Sha Chun about your professional experience?"

"She asked me why I wanted to learn Guzheng." Long Tianhao stared at a circular smudge on the floor, his eyes were a little distracted, "I didn't say anything at first, only that I used to be an e-sports player, and she said that looking at my hands, You know I'm a hard worker."

Mingshu said: "And she is also a hardworking person."

Long Tianhao was surprised, "How do you know?"

Mingshu didn't answer, "'Work hard' has narrowed the distance between you, you no longer hide and hide, and start to confess your heart to Shachun."

Long Tianhao looked at Mingshu suspiciously, and said after a while: "I told her that my left hand was injured, and that I had struggled in the secondary league all these years. Except for Dr. Lei, I... I have never I have told this to outsiders. At that time, I felt that Sha Chun could understand my feelings."

Mingshu asked, "What did she tell you later?"

Long Tianhao was puzzled, "What what?"

Mingshu said: "A plan."

The doubt between Long Tianhao's brows deepened, and he shook his head after a while, "I don't understand."

The atmosphere fell into a weird stagnation again, Ming Shu said: "Since you and Sha Chun have a good relationship, why did you have so much hostility towards Sha Chun last time?"

"I'm not hostile to her, I'm just..." Long Tianhao looked sad, "I can't control my emotions at all. After taking guzheng lessons for a while, my left hand not only didn't get better, but it was often painful and swollen again I understand that no one can save my hand, it is broken, Dr. Lei can't help me, and Sha Chun can't help me."

Mingshu took a few steps in front of Long Tianhao, and asked the key question, "It is absolutely impossible for you to suddenly think that learning Guzheng is good for the recovery of your left hand. Someone misled you and made you go to the doctor in a hurry. Who is this person?" ?”

Long Tianhao did not deny the existence of this person, but shook his head and said, "I don't know him."

Mingshu said: "It doesn't matter if you don't know him. When and where did you meet him?"

Long Tianhao was silent for a long time this time.

"Is there something unspeakable?" Mingshu asked.

"I can't control myself, I did a terrible thing." Long Tianhao rubbed his hands on his legs awkwardly.

Mingshu said, "Threatening Dr. Lei?"

Long Tianhao quickly raised his eyes, "You already know?"

"The person who misled you appeared after you made a fuss in the hospital?"

"……Um."

Long Tianhao said that he actually knew that Dr. Lei had tried his best.Compared with before receiving treatment, the condition of his left hand is much better. Without Dr. Lei, he might not even be able to be a contracted anchor.

But this is far from enough!

His left hand has been unable to return to the state before the injury, and Dr. Lei also told him clearly that it is impossible for him to play professionally again.

"I don't know who to blame. It seems that everyone is right. After thinking about it, I can only blame myself."

Long Tianhao's voice gradually choked up, he looked at Mingshu and asked, "But what's wrong with me?"

This sound is full of despair and helplessness, and the pain seeps into every trembling word.

Mingshu took a light breath.

"Doctor Lei said that I used my hands too much in the early years, and now I don't follow the doctor's advice, which made my left hand not heal." Long Tianhao smiled wryly and shook his head, "But my talent is limited, unlike those geniuses. If I stopped working hard when I was a teenager How can I get ahead? If I give up the game completely because of my injuries, how can I come back? There are so many talented rookies now, apart from hard work, what can I use to fight against them? I..."

Long Tianhao stopped suddenly, wiped away the tears that were about to fall with his trembling left hand, and then sighed: "Actually, hard work is useless. I have practiced this hand to such an extent, but I still can't succeed? I never I haven't played in the top league, so I can only stay in the second league for so many years. Even in the second league, I am only a middle-level player. I am sorry for my parents. It is my own fault that I live like this. .”

The topic seems to have gone off track, but Mingshu didn't remind Long Tianhao.

A few minutes later, Long Tianhao took a long breath, "But I dare not admit it, dare not blame myself. I must find someone to take responsibility for me and push all the faults on him. If I don't do this, How can I convince myself to go on living?"

Mingshu said: "That person is Dr. Lei."

Long Tianhao covered the upper half of his face, and nodded heavily, "I'm going to make a big fuss in his consulting room, vent all my pain on him, call him a quack doctor, blame him for not being able to cure my illness, blame him for ruining me I didn’t wake up until the security guards came and pinned me to the wall. I thought they would call the police, but then they just let me promise not to come to the hospital again and make trouble.”

Across the street from Guangye Hospital is the main campus of Dongye Medical University.

After Long Tianhao left the hospital, he had nowhere to go, wandered blindly, and arrived at the campus of the Medical University.

"I don't have much money anymore. If I don't want to, I'll die. The campus is so nice and quiet, and everyone has a bright future. I sit on the bench and watch them. If I've seen enough, I'll die." Long Tian Hao said: "But then a man came over and sat with me. He told me that practicing guzheng can promote the recovery of hand tendonitis, and he gave me a leaflet, telling me to go to 'Jianjia Bailu' to find a Teacher called 'Sha Chun'."

Leaflet of "Jianjia Bailu".

Yu Xiaocheng also found "Jianjia Bailu" after getting the flyer!

Mingshu asked: "Do you still keep the leaflet?"

Long Tianhao shook his head, "After signing up, I threw the leaflet away."

Xing Mu, who had been silent all this time, finally couldn't help but interject, "Why do you trust a stranger so much?"

Long Tianhao looked at his left hand and said softly, "I will trust whoever can cure my hand."

After a pause of two seconds, Long Tianhao said again: "And he...he is a teacher in the university."

Xing Mu didn't understand, "What about the teacher?"

Mingshu understood.

Long Tianhao looks like a gangster on the outside, but he is actually relatively innocent. He has not read much and started working in his teens. He has an almost instinctive admiration for highly educated people. He thinks that university teachers and doctors are be believable.

"He said he was a teacher?" Mingshu asked.

Long Tianhao seemed to be stopped by the question.

Mingshu frowned, "He didn't say he was a university teacher?"

"I thought he was." Long Tianhao panicked, "He's in the medical university. He's in his 50s. He's very handsome. He has gray hair and glasses. He speaks very well. He's not a teacher. What else can he be? ?”

Mingshu gradually had an idea in his mind, "Then let me ask you again, have you ever seen this person again?"

Long Tianhao shook his head.

Mingshu stretched out his hand, "Give me your left hand."

Long Tianhao asked vigilantly, "What do you want to do?"

Mingshu asked back: "What are you afraid of?"

Long Tianhao hesitated for a long time, then stretched out his left hand, Mingshu quickly grasped it, and Long Tianhao froze suddenly.

"Pain?" Mingshu asked.

"It's not painful." Long Tianhao said softly, "The most painful time is over."

Mingshu brought Long Tianhao back to the serious crime team, and immediately asked the technicians to draw a portrait, and asked the technical investigator to adjust the campus surveillance of Dongye Medical University according to the date.

When seeing the portrait, Yu Xiaocheng was at a loss, "I have no impression."

The portraits made by eyewitness descriptions are often quite different from real people, unless it is a person with a very distinctive appearance.Mingshu didn't expect Yu Xiaocheng to recognize the person in the painting, and asked: "You said you chose 'Jianjia Bailu' because you got a lot of leaflets from training institutions, and 'Jianjia Bailu' is the one closest to you. ?”

Yu Xiaocheng nodded, "En."

"Who sent you the flyer?"

"I can't remember, they are all college students, they came out to work part-time."

"Before and after you went to 'Jianjia Bailu', did you notice a man in his 50s with a temperament similar to that of a university teacher?"

Yu Xiaocheng thought for a long time, then shook his head, "No. Is this person the murderer who killed Sha Chun? Do you have any clues?"

Mingshu frowned, "So you went to 'Jianjia Bailu', it was completely accidental..."

This is not a question, but Yu Xiaocheng is asking himself as Mingshu, "Yes, if there is a closer one, I might not go to 'Jianjia Bailu'. I really didn't do anything, do you believe it? I!"

"I don't know him." Liu Mei's reaction was calmer than Yu Xiaocheng's, and she gave Fang Yuanhang a dissatisfied look to show her dissatisfaction at being constantly interrupted.

Fang Yuanhang said: "I don't know him? From your expression, I heard a detail - you just don't know him, but you have an impression of him."

Liu Mei paused in response, and said in surprise: "You misunderstood, I have never seen this person before!"

"Then let me add one more question." Fang Yuanhang felt that he was completely immune to beauties now. Facing such a beauty, he didn't move at all. He just wanted to pry open the beauty's mouth and dig out the details that could solve the case. "You didn't make it clear before. , there are so many institutions under the guise of Gufeng in Dongye City, there are several in Dongcheng District alone, why did you choose 'Jianjia Bailu'?"

Liu Mei lowered her head, her pointed chin almost melting into the shadows.

"There is really no special reason." After more than a minute, Liu Mei's eyes dodged and her pronunciation was very unsteady, "You know that I have also taken classes in other institutions, I just like the ancient style, seeing the distance, time, If the fee is right, I'll go."

Shachun's other students also came to the Criminal Investigation Bureau for questioning one after another.

Wang Dan and Liang Xiyue, who were the youngest and completely incapable of committing crimes, were chosen by their mothers where and what to study.Both the Queen Mother and Liang Mu said that they chose "Jianjia Bailu" because they looked good, and secondly, they were attracted by the publicity stunt of "the star guzheng player of the Performing Arts Group".

The situation of He Junchao and He Xiuting is similar to that of Wang Dan and Liang Xiyue.

After checking and checking, Mingshu found important clues to support his reasoning at Wen He, who was not in China when the case happened.