Song Shengsheng will not commit suicide.

No one dies before their wish is fulfilled.

Lin Chen thought so before he walked into that bathroom.

But when he walked to the door of the bathroom in response to the click of the forensic department's camera and the flashing lights, the scene inside still made him almost fall to his knees, and he forcibly pulled the door frame so that he would not lose his temper when he met Song Shengsheng for the first time.

He had never seen such a scene of death, and the scene in front of him was so miserable and so gorgeous that his five senses seemed to be closed, and he looked at the scene in front of him coldly like a ghost in another world.

At the end of the vast dark green tiles, there is an ivory bathtub, in the bathtub sits quietly a man with □□, he puts his hands on the bathtub, because he has not seen the sun for a long time, his skin is pale, the corners of his mouth seem to have an innocent smile, the withered yellow but very soft short hair sticks to his refreshing forehead, he really does not look young, eight years of imprisonment tortured him to the point that he completely lost his human form, he is shaped and boneless, as if only a thin layer of skin covers the skeleton, even so, But at the moment he died, it was as if he was eighteen years old.

He was so relaxed, and although the bathtub was full of blood, it was as if he was lying in the light of snow, and every moment of suffering was gone.

Lin Chen still took a deep breath, walked towards the bathroom, and came to Song Shengsheng.

This was the first time he met Song Shengsheng, and this was also the meeting he had been looking forward to for a long time, but this meeting came too late, and he and he were already separated by life and death.

Lin Chen bent down and wanted to touch Song Shengsheng's cheek.

At this moment, Xing Conglian grabbed his hand, and at the moment when the warm palm touched his skin, the surrounding scene took off the transparent shell in an instant, and a qiē color, smell, and sound frantically poured into his mind, and the heavy blood first soaked his whole body, and he was choked and almost wanted to vomit, but he still endured it.

He straightened up and looked at Song Shengsheng's corpse carefully.

A bloody mouth appeared on Song Shengsheng's neck, it was an extremely ugly wound, as if it could absorb all the light of the black hole.

The blood had been half dried, and his head hung limply on the edge of the bathtub, like a long-dead white swan by the pond, under the pure blue sky, by the transparent lake, and it was heartbreakingly beautiful.

"What is the preliminary determination of the cause of death and the time of death?" Lin Chen stood in front of Song Shengsheng's corpse, and he didn't know how he could still speak.

"It's suicide." The medical examiner next to him said, "The time of death was around 3:30 a.m. on June 1. ”

"There's no way he's going to kill himself." Lin Chen cut the railway.

"Are you questioning my professional competence?" Mr. Forensic asked rhetorically.

The torturer interrupted them: "What is the murder weapon?" ”

"Razor blades." The forensic doctor said as he squatted down, unfolded Song Shengsheng's curled hand, and showed them, "Mr. Song Shengsheng removed the blade from the razor and cut his throat with force, as evidenced by the scars on his fingers. ”

Lin Chen's gaze fell on Song Shengsheng's throat again, the wound was bloody and blurry, but he could still feel Song Shengsheng's resolute attitude from the depth of the incision.

Song Shengsheng was determined to die without hesitation.

"Give me a pair of gloves." Lin Chen said to the police officer beside him.

The other party sent a pair of rubber gloves very quickly, Lin Chen put them on, and began to inspect Song Shengsheng's body.

At the moment when he pulled up Song Shengsheng's finger, a loud roar came from behind him: "Lin Chen, what are you doing, why are you touching him!" ”

He turned around and saw Aino standing at the door of the bathroom, Aino looked excited, if it wasn't for the police to stop him, Lin Chen felt that the other party's fist was about to wave his cheek.

Lin Chen looked at Aino very coldly and said, "Don't get excited, I'm just looking for evidence that he won't commit suicide." He said this to Aino, then looked at the two police officers on the opposite side of the door and said, "Please take the idlers away from the scene of the crime." ”

After saying this, he no longer paid attention to the sound of Aino yelling, but began to carefully examine Song Shengsheng's fingers.

Although Song Shengsheng's fingers were covered in blood, the nails of his right index finger were clearly shorter and flatter than the other four fingers, and there were still thick calluses there.

I still remember that in the Yanjia Lane Cake Shop, on the edge of the small bed where Song Shengsheng slept in, there was also a very deep &, that & was portrayed by him countless times, representing his agreement with fans, including persistence, faith, protection and countless other meanings, if Song Shengsheng did not die of suicide, if he especially had faith, he would definitely have this symbol around him, and he still had a blade in his hand, he could carve something on the inner wall of the bathtub......

Filled with such thoughts, Lin Chen checked Song Shengsheng's hand over and over again, checking the inner wall of the bathtub, in fact, the inner wall of the hotel bathtub was indeed full of countless small scratches, but there were no nicks in the shape of "&".

The more he couldn't find it, the more flustered Lin Chen's thoughts became, it must have been blood that covered his last symbol or some other reason, how could Song Shengsheng suddenly lose his faith, how could he suddenly commit suicide?

He and Song Shengsheng were so close, as if he could reach out and pull the person in front of him back from the shadow of death, but he couldn't do anything, he looked at Song Shengsheng's face, and thought very seriously, what should I do, I don't even have evidence to prove that you won't die so lightly.

Lin Chen gradually felt desperate, he could barely control his movements.

At this moment, the torture company finally stepped in to grab him.

The man's metallic voice rang in his ears: "Enough. ”

The convict Lian said.

Lin Chen propped his hand on the bathtub, he hung his head, turned his head slowly, and saw the police officers around him looking at him with the eyes of a madman, he looked at the torture slave company again, only to hear the other party continue: "Let's go out and take a breath." ”

Xing Conglian's eyes were so hard, there seemed to be some kind of flame burning in his dark green eyes, and that kind of indestructible firmness made Lin Chen sober up instantly.

"Okay." He replied.

Lin Chen followed the criminal Conglian out of the bathroom and gave the scene to the police at the scene.

Song Shengsheng lives in a luxurious suite on the top floor of the hotel, and outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the whole city seems to be still in a deep sleep, the dotted street lamps are like tears, and the place where heaven and earth meet farther away presents a deep blue that can only be found at dawn.

This is the third time he has been to Yongchuan recently, although the mood is a little different each time, but whether it is facing those students of the collective unconscious or facing Li Jingtian, he always feels that he still has the belief of defeating Yiqiē, but now, as if something is leaving with Song Shengsheng's death, he not only has no faith, but also loses hope.

The prisoner put his hand on his shoulder and looked down on the city with him: "I'm sorry. ”

Hearing this, Lin Chen looked at Xing Conglian in a daze, and asked rhetorically, "Why?" ”

"The responsibility for Song Shengsheng's death should be borne by me, and it has nothing to do with you." Xing Conglian looked at him deeply, and did not give him any chance to persuade, "Actually, your hunch is not wrong, it is that I did not fully believe and support your judgment, specifically, in fact, I have many ways to help you meet Song Shengsheng in advance, such as forcibly breaking into Song Shengsheng's residence, it was my failure to do my best to lead to this consequence." ”

His tone was gentle but sad, it was the first time Lin Chen had seen Xing Conglian speak in a tone of regret, but it was not self-blame, but in his words, he was taking responsibility.

Lin Chen didn't care about what Xing Conglian said, but when he looked at Xing Conglian's eyes, he realized that Xing Conglian was very, very sad at the moment. It was only then that he found out that in his mind, he had always thought that the Punishment Company was powerful and invincible, but in fact, the Punishment Company was also a human being, and he would be sad and sad, Lin Chen thought, even if it was for the Punishment Company, he should be a little stronger.

He once again suppressed those painful feelings, and turned to Xing Conglian and said, "The two of us don't rush to take responsibility. ”

Xing Conglian looked at him hesitantly, as if he wanted to find his true feelings in his gaze, but Lin Chen thought, after all, he was still more professional: "I don't think Song Shengsheng will commit suicide." ”

He quickly used the topic to distract the torture company.

"So, what were you looking for just now......" Conglian frowned and asked, "That symbol?" ”

Lin Chen nodded.

"Did you see Song Shengsheng's finger, he had been drawing that symbol before to make his finger grind like that, he reminded himself to persevere, even if it was a dark prison life, he persevered, why did he die before he got what he wanted?" Lin Chen looked back, there was no one around them, but he still lowered his voice, "I think, there must be something wrong here." ”

"But you didn't find that&."

"yes, that's what I don't understand." Lin Chen continued, "Although I have never met him, I am probably the person who knows him in the world, people choose to commit suicide, most of them want to use death to relieve the pain, but Song Shengsheng has experienced Li Jingtian's painful torture, experienced the hopeless life in prison, he is too able to endure hardships and endure pain, I don't even know, what pain in this world is he can't bear?" ”

In other words, there are two possibilities now: first, someone forced him to commit suicide; Second, there was nothing more bitter than a prison life, which made him unable to persevere, and this pain could even overcome his love for the world......"

Xing Conglian's words made Lin Chen feel unbearable, but he still shook his head: "I don't know if he was forced to commit suicide, but I think he may not have chosen to die because he couldn't bear the pain." He lightly put his hand on the neck of the torturer, wiped it over, and said seriously: "It's just a feeling, but you see, choosing to cut your throat is almost the fastest way to die in the world, and if you follow it, he will die in ten seconds, no matter what prompted him to commit suicide, he is resolute in his death, and no one can beat him." ”

Xing Conglian asked: "Then let me change the question, in addition to the shortest time of death, why did he choose to cut his throat, this really makes me think of the thing Li Jingtian did." ”

"I don't know." Lin Chen felt a headache again, and he looked as if he was inextricably linked, but he couldn't see through the thick blood in it, "Li Jingtian will arrive today, of course we have the opportunity to ask him face to face, but first of all, no matter what, no matter what he chose to die for, I suspect that there is something wrong with Aino." ”

From the earliest phone call, Aino had unprovoked and inexplicable hostility towards him.

Although he also agreed in his heart that the reason why Aino was dissatisfied with him was because he forcibly opened Song Shengsheng's painful past, he still suspected that it was Aino who prevented him from meeting Song Shengsheng behind his back.

The convict glanced at him and said, "Song Shengsheng is dead, and the hotel surveillance video also proves that Aino was staying in his room when Song Shengsheng died, and we don't have any evidence to prove that there is something wrong with him." ”

"It's true that not only do we have no evidence, but we don't have any direction to find it." Lin Chen paused for a moment as he spoke, "But it can't be said that there is no direction at all, the reason why I think Aino is very problematic is that just now, Aino wanted to put the blame for the suicide of the director on me." Lin Chen smiled bitterly, "It's not that I don't want to take responsibility, in fact, I'm probably the person in the world besides you who wants to be responsible for his death, but at least it's not time for us to make a concluding statement and convict ourselves." ”

"But now on the surface, Aino is very good to Song Shengsheng, to prove your point, the first thing to do is to prove that Aino is not as good as he seems, he either hurt Song Shengsheng or persecuted Song Shengsheng, thus indirectly leading to Song Shengsheng's suicide." Xing Conglian raised a very crucial question, "How do you prove this?" ”

Lin Chen shook his head: "I don't know, there may be problems that we can't imagine now, but I know that if Aino really wants me to take responsibility, he will definitely find witnesses to prove that the cause of Song Shengsheng's death is me, and then set off a huge public opinion offensive, making me the target of public criticism, then, when they start to act, maybe it is also the time to start making mistakes." ”

"For example, find the psychiatrist who treated Song Shengsheng?" Torture Conglian asked.