Half a month later, a cemetery in Hebei.

Mo Duqiao, dressed in a windbreaker, walked on the path of the cemetery, looking at the men, women and children who came from time to time to finish sweeping the tombs. Most of them had no grief on their faces, as if they were visiting relatives, and everyone gathered to talk and say goodbye and go home.

The bridge crosses the tombstones, comes to the corner of the cemetery, stops in front of a tombstone without a photo, puts down the tulips in his hand, and squats down to take out bags of snacks from his pocket.

These snacks were almost all gone by the end of the last century, and it took him a lot of effort to buy them.

Ink Twilight sat cross-legged, staring at the tombstone with an expressionless face, listening to the whispers around him, he was a little confused, not knowing if it was people talking or ghosts murmuring.

After a long time, Mo Duqiao raised his eyes to look at the blue sky, looked at the white doves flying overhead, and finally had a smile on his face.

"I knew you were going to be here." A familiar voice came, and Mo Duqiao was stunned for a moment, and turned sideways to look at Zheng Cangqiong, who was walking slowly on crutches on the path.

Mo Duqiao smiled and wiped the dust from the ground next to him with his sleeve, "Sit down." ”

Zheng Cangqiong put down his crutches, sat down slowly, and looked at the tombstone that had no photos and even his name was deliberately crossed out, and said with a smile: "What does it feel like to worship yourself?" ”

Mo Duqiao raised his eyebrows: "To be precise, it's to worship my past self, I've died several times in my life, but the most memorable is the first time, I've been thinking that my true soul may have been buried here at that time." ”

After Mo Duqiao finished speaking, he looked at the tulip again: "When I left China and went to Australia, what I remember most is this flower, I never knew what it was called, but when I grew up, I knew that it was called tulip." ”

Zheng Cangqiong also looked at the flower: "I used to plant a lot of tulips in the hospital, since the accident of Lian Jiuqi back then, I shoveled all the tulips, and left a pot in the room, this pot of flowers, after I learned about your death from Qian Xiuye, I also threw it away, I didn't expect you to remember." ”

Mo Duqiao smiled and pointed to his head, "I have a good memory. ”

Zheng Cangqiong sighed: "Are you ready to say goodbye like this?" Torture is still looking for you. ”

"The police are looking for me, too." Mo Duqiao's face sank, "I'm a criminal, a murderer, and I've killed a lot of innocent people. ”

Zheng Cangqiong looked at him: "Then what are you going to do?" Running all the time? Or do you want to find a quiet place to contemplate atonement? ”

Mo Duqiao shook his head: "I won't run away, I just want to atone for my sins first, and then go to the trial, you are right, there are no rules." ”

Zheng Cangqiong asked again: "Then how are you going to atone for your sins?" ”

"The Cusco company has a basement in New Guinea where there are a lot of antiques and other things that they've looted over the years, and I'm going to find that basement and donate some of the antiques and stuff to the museum, and sell the rest to charity." Speaking of this, Mo Duqiao looked at Zheng Cangqiong and explained, "The reason why I didn't tell this matter was because I was worried that this basement would cause another bloody storm, so I decided to do it secretly. ”

Zheng Cangqiong nodded: "Well, it's more appropriate to do this, even if you tell the police, it's very troublesome, after all, it's in New Guinea." ”

Mo Duqiao got up after speaking: "It's almost, it's time for me to go." ”

Zheng Cangqiong knew that he couldn't keep him, so he had to get up with a cane and say, "Then I wish you a smooth journey, and when you come back, I will go to the prison to see you." ”

Mo Duqiao nodded with a smile, just took a step, and then retreated: "Lao Zheng, there is something I have always wanted to ask you. ”

Zheng Cangqiong said: "You say." ”

"What if...... I mean, if. Mo Duqiao looked like he was about to speak, "I wasn't sick back then, I was quite healthy, would you really replace me with the torture technique?" ”

Zheng Cangqiong said expressionlessly: "Then why don't you want to think about it, in fact, the torture technique is the baby boy, and you are the real son of Lian Jiuqi?" ”

Mo Duqiao was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Don't tease me." ”

Zheng Cangqiong grinned: "Isn't that right?" What do you want to do so much about the past? ”

"Goodbye!" Mo Duqiao stretched out his hand and shook it with Zheng Cangqiong's hand, "Old man, it's my luck to know you in this life." ”

Zheng Cangqiong nodded: "It's also mine." ”

Mo Duqiao walked outside the cemetery, while Zheng Cangqiong still stared at the tombstone blankly with a cane, sighed, and said to himself: "If I didn't trust Qian Xiuye so much back then, I'm afraid your life wouldn't be like this, I'm sorry, Dusk Bridge." ”

As he walked through the grove in the cemetery, he suddenly stopped, and looked slightly sideways at the man in the woods, dressed in a suit and trench coat, but missing an arm.

"Hello, may I ask if you are the Twilight Bridge?" The man spoke, without any expression on his face.

Mo Duqiao nodded, "What's the matter?" Or are you here to take me away? ”

"There's something I need your help with." The man stepped forward slowly, "At the same time, I'm here to take you away." ”

Mo Duqiao frowned, and just when he was about to make a move, the man raised his arm and said, "Don't act rashly, there are at least five guns around you now, believe me, these people are all sharpshooters in a thousand, besides, even without them, I can subdue you with this one hand." ”

Mo Duqiao responded to the man with a sneer.

The man smiled and pressed the intercom next to his ear: "Pay attention to the teams, don't fire, I practice with this gentleman." ”

After the man finished speaking, he put down his hand and said, "Come on, I'll let you strike first, but let's say okay, if you lose, you have to follow me honestly." ”

After the man finished speaking, Mo Duqiao suddenly struck at the man's throat with a lightning bolt, and the shot was a killing move, because he could feel that the man was not alarmist.

Just when Mo Duqiao's hand hit the man's throat, the man suddenly took a step back, and at the same time hit Mo Duqiao's elbow joint, and then took a step forward, punching him under the armpit, and when the injured Mo Duqiao was sluggish because of the pain, the man's body changed again, came behind Mo Duqiao, raised his hand and pinched the back of his neck.

The man said coldly: "If I exert a little force now, you will have to lie in bed for the rest of your life." ”

Mo Duqiao stood there, sweat oozing from his forehead, and asked, "Who the hell are you?" ”

The man let go of his hand and turned to leave: "Follow me!" ”

Mo Duqiao subconsciously touched the part where he had been hit, turned his head to look at the man's back, hesitated for a moment, but still raised his heel to go up.

……

A day later, outside the special care room on the top floor of Zhenyang Youfu Hospital in Harbin.

Torture, Lian Jiuqi, and Ma Fei stood at the window, looking at Yang Zhengxia, who was still unconscious lying inside.

Xing Guodong, who was wearing a white coat, stepped forward, stood in the middle of several people, and looked inside.

Xingshu opened his mouth and asked, "Dad, it turns out that you and Yang Zhengxia are classmates?" Did you also participate in the abdominal tumor surgery of Moduqiao? ”

Xing Guodong nodded: "Yes, Yang Zhengxia is a genius, but at that time, his psychology was already wrong, and from that day on, he lived like a shadow." ”

Maffei didn't understand: "Live like a shadow? What do you mean? ”

Xing Guodong looked at the torture technique: "You really don't remember who Yang Zhengxia is?" ”

Torture was puzzled: "What do you mean?" I know him? I don't remember it at all. ”

"Yang Zhengxia was the only general student when I was a student." Xing Guodong sighed, "The so-called general practitioner is all in the medical field at that time, he studied, and his grades were good, at that time I found that he had psychological problems, he was always changing, today he is happy, but tomorrow he will commit suicide, you finally rescued him, after he slept for a while, he became another person, so, later I tried my best to leave him in the hospital, at that time, he lived next door to your master, the reason why you don't have any impression of him is, He is constantly changing every day, today it is this person, tomorrow it is that person again. ”

"Wait!" Torture remembered something, "You mean Master knew him from the beginning?" ”

Xing Guodong nodded: "Not only do I know, but I also have a very good relationship, Yang Zhengxia likes to listen to your master tell those stories in the past, he unconsciously substitutes himself into the story, you think about it carefully, are some of your master's views exactly the same as Xu You?" It's just that Xu is more extreme. ”

Hearing this, Lian Jiuqi blurted out: "You mean, Xu You thinks that things underground should stay underground forever?" ”

Xing Guodong nodded: "That's right, your master told Yang Zhengxia about this point of view, and Yang Zhengxia regarded himself as a cargo chaser, and also instilled this point of view to Xu You." ”

Xingshu shook his head: "No, I remember that in Qian Xiuye's confession to the police, he specifically said that in Qimen, Mo Duqiao specially told Qian Xiuye about Yang Zhengxia's past, and he did a detailed investigation, isn't Yang Zhengxia a professor?" And have you taught so many students? ”

"He is indeed a professor, and he has always been, but he has only taken one student, and that is Xu You." Zheng Cangqiong's voice came from the corridor.

Everyone turned around, watched Zheng Cangqiong walk slowly, walked to the window, and looked at Yang Zhengxia inside: "He is indeed sick, but he does have knowledge, and at the same time, as a university professor, because of this rare mental illness, he has also become a special research object, but he can't let himself know that he is a research object, so what the school claims to the outside world is another matter, when he teaches most of the students, he actually belongs to the stage of clinical research by students, but he doesn't know it." ”

Lian Jiuqi said: "Is this appropriate?" ”

"It's not appropriate, but there's no way around it." Xing Guodong shook his head, "This is the method I came up with, I hope to observe him at this stage and see if I can find the crux of the problem, after all, I don't know what the real Yang Zhengxia is like, but if there was no him back then, we wouldn't have been able to do that operation on Mo Duqiao, and no one dared to do that operation at that time, because if the operation was done in private, no one dared to be responsible, and it was also illegal." ”

Zheng Cangqiong nodded and said, "But Yang Zhengxia did that operation and saved Mo Duqiao, if it weren't for him, Mo Duqiao would not have lived to be a year old." ”

Ma Fei understood: "When Xu You was studying later, he took psychology as an elector, and when he came here to study Yang Zhengxia, he was influenced by Yang Zhengxia?" In other words, is it the so-called personality cultivation carried out by Yang Zhengxia? ”

Xing Guodong said: "Almost, it should be like this." ”

Xingshu recalled carefully, and leaned closer to the glass to look at Yang Zhengxia on the bed: "But, why, I don't have any impression of him at all?" ”

Zheng Cangqiong also looked inside and explained: "First, you were still young at that time, and second, I later asked your father to get Yang Zhengxia to other floors and not let him get close to you, because I found out that Yang Zhengxia was trying to influence you. ”

The torture technique was shocked, looked at the window, and turned his head to look at Zheng Cangqiong. Even Jiuqi and Ma Fei were extremely surprised.

The torturer asked, "Affect me?" ”

Zheng Cangqiong said: "Yes, he was not the first to start, but you, after I found out this, I immediately told your father and got him to other places, since then, you have never seen him again, but Yang Zhengxia later escaped, that is, after the appearance of the two-thousand-year-old black incense chopsticks, he ran away, at that time, I thought, he should have substituted himself into some kind of role, and he was also studying these in private, but the interlacing is like a mountain, he has never had professional knowledge, so he put all his hopes on Xu You. ”

Ma Fei asked: "Xu Youke is a chess piece picked out by Shengfeng?" ”

Zheng Cangqiong looked at Ma Fei and said, "Why do you think Yang Zhengxia chose Xu You?" ”

Lian Jiuqi suddenly realized: "So that's the case, but in fact, Yang Zhengxia's impact on the whole thing is very small, Master, I don't understand, why do you have to find a way to tell Yang Zhengxia when you go to the valve?" Why did you let him take Xu You there? ”

After Lian Jiuqi asked, without waiting for Zheng Cangqiong to answer, Xing Guodong said: "I still have something to do, let's talk." ”

After speaking, Xing Guodong, whose face was a little ugly, turned around and left, and before leaving, he deliberately glanced at Zheng Cangqiong.

Zheng Cangqiong didn't speak, and waited until Xing Guodong walked away, and then said: "Actually, I didn't have much hope for the bureau I laid out at that time, because there are quite a lot of loopholes, and any one of them goes wrong, it may lead to a total loss, so I thought of Yang Zhengxia." ”

The torture technique, Lian Jiuqi and Ma Fei still didn't understand, and they all shook their heads together.

Zheng Cangqiong explained: "In Xing Guodong's words, Yang Zhengxia has never been able to find his true personality, or rather, this person has several personalities in his body since he was a child, and he doesn't know who he is, so he has been searching, and finally he finally defined himself as a cargo chaser, but found that in fact, he didn't understand those things at all, and he didn't have time to learn from scratch, at that time, he met Xu You, Xu You himself has certain professional knowledge, but Xu You is not him after all, He began to cultivate Xu You's personality, trying to get all the personalities in his body into Xu You's brain, in other words, he regarded Xu You as another self, and finally tried to let Xu You live instead of himself and become the kind of person he hoped to become. ”

Maffei sighed: "It's terrible, how can there be such a person in the world?" ”

Lian Jiuqi was thinking about another question at this time, a very critical question, but he didn't dare to say it.

After pondering for a long time, he finally raised his eyes and looked at Zheng Cangqiong and said, "Master, your original purpose was to turn Yang Zhengxia into your weapon, right?" ”

Muffy wondered, "Weapons? ”

Xingshu nodded: "Yang Zhengxia is a mental illness, and it is a controllable mental illness, but in medicine, mental illness cannot be controlled, let alone in law, so what Master probably thought of at first was to let Yang Zhengxia and Xu You play the role of executioners, if one of them killed Qian Xiuye, or killed others, at the legal level, they could not be convicted, so that these two people would not go to prison, and they would also complete Master's goal of completely getting rid of Qian Xiuye." ”

Ma Fei and Lian Jiuqi both looked at Zheng Cangqiong, but they didn't expect Zheng Cangqiong to play such a terrible move.

"yes, that's pretty much it." Zheng Cangqiong leaned on crutches and looked at Yang Zhengxia lying on the bed, "Yang Zhengxia is a very smart person, but he is still a madman, I know, he tried to influence me back then, but failed, the easiest way to deal with this influence is to follow his thinking at the beginning, but interrupt him at the key point, he will be impatient and disappointed, at this time, if you pretend to follow his thinking, he will rekindle hope, and repeat it a few times, he will give up completely, and finally be influenced by you......"

At this time, Xing Shu finally understood why Xing Guodong looked at Zheng Cangqiong with that kind of eyes before leaving, it was because Xing Guodong had long known what Zheng Cangqiong had done to Yang Zhengxia back then.

Lian Jiuqi asked seriously: "Master, why are you trying to influence Yang Zhengxia?" ”

Zheng Cangqiong stood there for a long time before he said, "Because of the torture technique." ”

Torture was stunned again: "Because of me? Because he influenced me, you influenced him? ”

Maffei said inappropriately: "This doesn't make logical sense, does it?" ”

Zheng Cangqiong said lightly: "Criminal art, if I say that you had a serious mental illness at that time, that is, autism, do you believe it?" ”

Torture stood there, cold, and then shook his head vigorously: "Don't believe it! I don't have any memory of that part at all! ”

Even Jiuqi and Ma Fei looked at the torture technique in surprise, completely unbelieving what Zheng Cangqiong said.

"A child with autism, a psychology professor with multiple personalities, plus an old man who is half-crazy in the eyes of others, and a psychiatric authority." Zheng Cangqiong smiled bitterly, "The half-mad old man wants to cure the child because of his guilt for the child's parents, but the mental authority, that is, the child's adoptive father, thinks that the child's mental illness is caused by this hospital, and if he leaves this hospital, it may be much better, but the half-mad old man is unwilling to let the child leave his side, he is afraid that if the child leaves his sight, he will never see him again, and his sins will be deeper......"

He crouched down with his head in his hands, and found that his childhood memories were so vague that he could only remember a person's name, and he couldn't remember a clear face at all.