Chapter 226: Tattoo (Continued 5)

For two days in a row, our group of people were in a state of sleeplessness, and at this time they were gradually unable to support it, Feng had already found a corner, and had already fallen asleep in the dark, only Team Cao was still in a state of excitement, and kept rubbing the tea jar in his hand with his hand, staring at the big red eyes, and began his reasoning. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"What Xiao Zhou said is very reasonable, we took it for granted before, if the peak is relatively high is Xiao Fan's younger brother's brain waves, then it can only mean that Xiao Fan's younger brother has been controlling Tang Binwen's soul, then, it is very likely that Tang Binwen's Parkinson's disease was not imagined by himself, but Xiao Fan and his younger brother made Tang Binwen lose control of his body. Xiao Zhou, I don't know if this is psychologically true?"

"Team Cao, there are many cases in psychology where the invisible personality replaces the id, and it is not uncommon for the body to be driven by the consciousness of the invisible personality. It's just that Tang Binwen's performance is a bit special, but your analysis is completely valid. Zhou Cheng's eyes were full of encouragement, and he supplemented Team Cao.

Xiao Zhou's answer made the Cao team full of confidence and emotional. "That's right, I think back then, Tang Binwen used that vicious method to trap Xiao Fan under the mine, and used his own body to imprison the soul of Xiao Fan's younger brother, so that Xiao Fan could decipher the words on the stone tablet and transmit it to him. His goal was to master the four techniques of Buyeo. But Xiao Fan understands that many of the contents of the four techniques of Fuyu are too vicious, and falling into the hands of Tang Binwen is harming others and himself, but if he doesn't give it to him, his brother's soul will not be protected. ”

"Haha, Xiao Fan is a good plan, he used the soul of Xiao Fan's younger brother to control Tang Binwen in turn, so that his body lost his muscle and nerve ability, couldn't move, and couldn't communicate with the outside world, even if Tang Binwen got the secret of the four techniques of Fuyu, he was trapped in his body and couldn't use it. But Tang Binwen, who understands the four techniques of Buyeo, has found a way to communicate with the outside world through ten years of study, that is, the tattoos on the backs of those who committed suicide, and the object of the message must be Wang Baocheng. ”

Wang Baocheng got this information, probably guessed what happened, and hurried to Ji'an to try to rescue Tang Binwen. It's just that it's hard for us to guess what happened in the two hours at the gate of the sanatorium more than a year ago, that afternoon, but apparently Tang Binwen and Wang Baocheng didn't succeed, Xiao Fan's younger brother still controlled Tang Binwen's body, and the suicide was over. After finishing speaking, Team Cao sat back on the ground, panting heavily, as if he had just completed a great artistic creation, with a look of intoxication.

Everyone was a little slow to react at this moment, looking at Team Cao in a daze, and did not make a sound. But I know in my heart that there is a huge loophole in Cao's reasoning, that is, Xiao Fan's younger brother imprisoned Tang Binwen through Parkinson's methods, not to mention that it is not theoretically feasible, but Parkinson's disease is a chronic disease of old age, and Tang Binwen did not lose his mobility, writing ability and language ability overnight, which is a slow process, as short as a year, or as long as several years, which is beyond Xiao Fan's control. If Tang Binwen wanted to pass the information to Wang Baocheng, there were many ways to think during this period, and it was impossible to wait until he became a walking corpse and use the stupid method of the four techniques of Fuyu.

As for the question of who represents sectors A and B of Tang Binwen's brain, Zhou Cheng obviously has a lot of psychological hints, leading Team Cao step by step to the Mosby circle of logical paradoxes. Cao's inference, which he thinks is unassailable, is likely to be based in the wrong direction. But Zhou Cheng should be very clear about all this, but why do he do it?

I was about to speak, but I saw Zhou Cheng behind Team Cao, snorting at me and waving his hand, and almost at the same time, Liao Huansheng nodded to me, glanced at me meaningfully, and opened his mouth again: "Everyone take a rest, it's been two days, and people can't stand it when they're old." I think Lao Cao's analysis is very reasonable, we may not be able to solve the mystery of the mining disaster more than ten years ago this time, but at least Tang Binwen will not pose any threat to society, Wang Baocheng estimates that nothing has been found, the suicide case has not happened again, we have spent a tired and meaningful holiday, very satisfying, isn't it?" said and walked over and dragged Cao's team up from the ground.

A few of us slept in the room until dark, and Team Cao knocked on the door one by one and dragged us up. Cao's comrades-in-arms, the family, and Secretary Cao rushed to Ji'an, and Director Xie of the Municipal Bureau also rushed back as promised. Secretary Cao invited our group to dinner in a quiet restaurant by the river, accompanied by Director Xie and Deputy Director Luo.

Perhaps it was a severe lack of sleep, I was dizzy, and I didn't like to cope with this kind of meal, so I simply took a leave of absence and came out of the private room to breathe in the small garden. Team Cao and Secretary Cao haven't seen each other for many years, and they both have bold personalities, and a few of them are Zhenghuan, Deputy Director Luo and Huansheng, and Feng just talked about the Goguryeo ruins in Ji'an, and they were also full of interest, and they didn't care about my short departure.

As soon as I sat down on the wooden chair in the small garden, Zhou Cheng also came out of the private room and stood beside me like a child who had made a mistake.

"Uncle Chang, can you see what happened this morning?" Zhou Cheng asked in a low voice.

"Yes, but I wonder why you are going to wrap your Uncle Cao in it? Don't you keep saying that you don't have much ability, but the only advantage is that you are demanding professionally? But even if you hide something, it seems to be useless?" I asked him slowly, lighting a cigarette.

"Uncle Chang, I once asked myself to separate my relationship from my career, after all, psychology is mixed with too many personal feelings, and I often make wrong judgments. But in this case, I can't do it, you say, how can a person who has been dead for 20 years still make you feel his existence all the time? You can't help but look at the world from his point of view, worry about him, feel sorry for him, and be angry for him? Last night, as soon as I closed my eyes, everything that Xiao Fan experienced would appear around me, and I had never had such fear, as if these things were happening to me. ”

"Do you feel that way?" it seems that Xiao Fan's story has a similar impact on all of us, and Huansheng has told me more than once that when he deciphers those Buyeo ancient characters, it is as if he always hears someone whispering something in his ear.

"Uncle Chang, sometimes I think that the four techniques of Buyeo you mentioned may be far more than the four techniques, and it is not exactly a magic technique such as Qimen Dunjia, it is more like a magical psychology textbook, a book that teaches us how to enter other people's brains, and even control other people's thoughts. It doesn't sound real, but I can't help but be drawn to it to find out what it says, but reason tells me it's dangerous. I went around Team Cao, but I didn't want him to continue to investigate, I can be sure that Wang Baocheng is not the original Wang Baocheng, maybe it would be more accurate to call him Xiao Fan. Dust to dust, dust to dust, and now may be the best outcome. ”

"Dust to dust, dust to dust, dust to dust, dust to earth?" I repeated Zhou Cheng's last sentence, exactly the same as the voice I heard in the hazy car of the Cao team that day, it seems that this is not my personal hallucination, maybe it is really like Zhou Cheng said, the four techniques of Buyeo on people's hearts, people's thinking, has been studied beyond our imagination.

Zhou Cheng took out a worn-out sketchbook from his bag and handed it to me, and continued: "Uncle Chang, I did this, in fact, it was not entirely a whim, when I first arrived in Ji'an, weren't you looking for a diary of Xiao Fan? I found it, this is it." ”

This was indeed a bit unexpected to me, so I quickly took the sketchbook, looked at it carefully, and asked him, "Zhou Cheng, how did you find it?"

"You went to Tang Binwen's original school warehouse that day, but you didn't find it, didn't you tell me when you came back? I kept this in mind when I was doing an electrobrain wave test for Tang Binwen in the early hours of this morning, and I always felt that Tang Binwen knew the whereabouts of this diary. So when doing the test, he asked Tang Binwen a few questions in the way of exclusion and induction, and from his brainwave reaction, it was inferred that Xiao Fan's diary was in the nursing home. This morning, if I had flipped back to the notebook, I would have been able to see the questions I had asked. But I think Xiao Fan didn't want Team Cao to know about these things, so he passed away. ”

I nodded to Zhou Cheng and didn't answer anymore, because Xiao Fan's diary was like a huge black hole, attracting me deeply.

As Jiang Chengzhi said, Xiao Fan's way of keeping a diary is obviously different from others. Mostly drawings, very little text. At the front of the diary, most of the sketches he drew when he went out sketching. There are the general's tomb that I am familiar with, the Yalu River, the old buildings of the primary school for the children of the mine, the exotic flowers and plants on the Daqing Mountain, and the sketches of Xiao Fan's classmates and teachers when they are learning to work. Xiao Fan's painting skills are profound, and a scene is often painted with only a few brushstrokes, and the scenery and characters appear on the paper, vivid and expressive.

But in these sketches, I also found that some of the contents of Xiao Fan are very carefully and realistically painted, such as the general's tomb, almost every brick and stone has not fallen, such as some ancient statues, even if there are some broken places, they are also meticulously depicted. On these contents, Xiao Fan often has to leave some text notes, such as the time of painting, the characters who went with him, and so on. What's even more strange is that some works have a very unique perspective of painting, like the general's tomb, and there is a completely top-down effect, as if Xiao Fan was floating in mid-air. Another example is the teaching building of the Mine Elementary School that he painted, as if he had a miniature model in his hand, and he could change different angles to depict every space and every classroom in detail.

Indeed, these paintings cannot but make people suspect that Xiao Fan has a magical ability to see remotely. The world seemed to him to be completely transparent, with no dead ends, no barriers. But life is like this, there must be its long, there must be its short, although Xiao Fan's world is simple and clear, but for people's hearts, he obviously does not see so transparently.

(Those who attain the Tao are also ignorant and incompetent.) It is to know the avenue, not to know and in the middle, not to become, nothing to be enough, to keep the false and responsible, and everything is done. Faithfulness begets unfaithfulness, and righteousness begets unrighteousness. The sound is not received, and it is said to be released; the words are not supervised, and the words are not supervised. Therefore, when we see the image, we should make the form, follow the reason, correct the name, get the end, and know the situation. If so, there will be no return, nothing will be done. Those who have things are also meaningful, those who are not outside are virtuous, those who are people are good, and those who are not there are people. Therefore, if virtue is not overturned, and if it is not where it is, it will be lost, and if the way is not the way, it will be flattered. There is no virtuous will, no loyalty, no way, what is said is as truthful, and everything is done. --"Deng Xizi")