At this point, she looked at the door again.

Her door lock made a key-in sound.

Li Panxuan's pupils widened for a moment, and he watched as the lock of his locked door turned around, and then the door opened a crack.

Out of nowhere, she mustered up the courage to run into the kitchen, pulled out a kitchen knife from the stove, and looked at the closet.

At the last second when the door was completely opened, she entered the closet with a kitchen knife in her hand, and looked out through the shutters in the closet.

She didn't know how someone got her doorkey, but she had an idea, if the man dared to open the closet, she would immediately stab the knife out, and then stab the other person to death with all her might.

She didn't think too much about it at all, she just thought about her life, she felt her knees go weak in fear, and she had to desperately encourage herself to cheer up, don't faint at this time.

She heard the door open and close, and the people who came in locked the door as well.

She heard the man shoeed straight into her clean living room floor, and she heard her own breathing, unusually rapid.

She held her breath, trying not to reveal where she was hiding.

She felt her hands tingle and she almost couldn't hold on to the kitchen knife.

The man passed through the closet.

She struggled to open her eyes and look through the cracks to see the incoming. A month later, Li Panxuan was planting flowers in the yard of her hometown when she heard the sound of someone ringing the doorbell.

Her mother ran to open the door.

The people who came were two male policemen from Qingcheng, and after showing their IDs, their mother invited the two male policemen to the living room to sit down.

Li Panxuan walked in from the backyard and recognized the two male policemen as the people who had interrogated her at the hospital.

At the same time, these two people are also the main persons in charge of investigating her single violence case.

A week after Li Panxuan was hospitalized, he was taken back to the countryside by his mother to recuperate.

The two police officers continued their in-depth investigation in Qingcheng based on the portrait of the suspect described in her confession.

They contacted Li Panxuan by phone almost once a week, and Li Panxuan told them everything she could, but all her confessions did nothing to solve the case.

In particular, her description of the suspect's appearance annoyed the two officers.

"No one in the world has all black pupils! Someone may have two pupils in one eye socket, but the whole eye socket is the color of the pupil, that can't exist!" the police officer once yelled at her on the phone.

Li Panxuan no longer talked about the characteristics of the suspect.

The first thing the police officer did when he visited this time was to apologize to her.

"I'm sorry last time," said the younger officer, "that I lost control of my emotions and yelled at you." Actually, you're mentally unstable, and I shouldn't have done that to you. ”

"I don't have any mental problems, please don't think of me as a madman anymore. Li Panxuan is still angry, she is obviously a victim, but these policemen treat her as a madman, do you still have sympathy?

"How are you?" the officer asked with concern.

"I'm fine, I just have nightmares, and if you've been abused, you'll have nightmares every night, but you're a man, and your chances of being abused are almost zero. So you don't have to pretend to be empathetic, you don't have to pretend to care about me, your job is not to comfort me, to catch criminals. Why are you wasting your time coming to this country?" Li Panxuan scolded them unceremoniously.

The atmosphere instantly became awkward.

Li Panxuan's mother hurriedly got up and went to make tea.

The middle-aged police officer saw his mother leave, and finally took out a photo from his arms and put it in front of Li Panxuan's eyes, "Please carefully identify, on a rainy night a month ago, the person who entered the house and committed violence to you is not this man?"

Li Panxuan picked up the photo, looked at it, and after a few seconds, she threw away the photo as if she was electrocuted, and the whole person jumped up from her seat, and she said excitedly: "That's right! It's him! It's his face! Except for the different eyes, it's his face!"

The officers looked at each other, as if confirming something.

They took the photo back into their pockets, and then said to Li Panxuan: "We feel that you have indeed been violent, but ...... There should be a lot of details in the confession you describe that you made up yourself. We don't understand why you're doing this, if you're trying to shield a real criminal, or if you're trying to protect your self-esteem, or if you're really mentally ill, and we suggest you go to a psychiatric hospital for a check-up. ”

"I'm not crazy! What the hell are you talking about! This person is the one who was violent to me! I know him when he turns to ashes!" Li Panxuan hugged his head, and his whole person was about to collapse.

Although she just saw the photos, it seemed to bring her back to that terrible night, as if she had relived the horror of that event, and made her fall into the ice cellar as cold.

She still remembered the man's rough parting of her legs......

She remembered his cold skin clinging to her neck......

She remembered the regular movements around her waist and the strong arms that grabbed her neck......

Everything was vivid, everything was terrible, everything was on the verge of collapse.

She covered her face and cried, repeating constantly: "It's him, I'm not lying, even if his face turns to ashes...... I recognize it, too...... I swear I didn't lie. ”

The police officer looked at her expressionlessly, "Ms. Li, if you are not lying, then there is another person in the world who looks exactly like him." Because this person has died in a month and a half, his name is Zhang Qingquan, an ordinary miner in the Qingcheng coal mine, forty-five days ago, he was working in the field, accidentally encountered a mudslide, he was crushed by muddy water at the bottom of the mountain, the rescue team spent three days digging sludge, digging to the bottom, did not find him, and later he was judged to be a missing person. ”

Li Panxuan slowly put down the hand covering his cheek, "And then?"

The middle-aged police officer said: "It has been raining heavily these days, and his body has finally been washed out by the water, just a few meters away from where he was buried, and when other miners restarted, they found his body lying in the coal mine, and we thought that it should have been the heavy rain that brought him out of the sludge again." ”

Another young police officer added: "At that time, his body appeared to be decomposed, his internal organs were almost melted, almost unrecognizable, and after the deceased was admitted to the forensic hospital, the forensic doctor gave him a detailed autopsy." Yesterday, the time of death was finally calculated, and Zhang Qingquan should have died on the day of the mudslide. ”

"Your medical examiner must be mistaken. "Ms. Li, now that science and technology have been very developed, we can accurately calculate the time of death to seconds through the stomach and blood of the deceased, even if it is a corpse that has been dead for a long time, the error will not exceed ten hours. Forensic doctors can't be mistaken. Before your case happened, Zhang Qingquan was already dead, and it was impossible for him to become the suspect in your mouth, let alone enter the house and commit violence against you, so we came to inform you in person, please think carefully about it this time, what is the truth of the facts? Zhang Qingquan has no brothers and sisters, and there is no one else in the family who looks the same as him, have you seen him somewhere, and you have a deep impression of him, so you will overlap the appearance of the suspect with his appearance. ”