Chapter 23: Empathy
Male A, 1.68 meters tall, weighing 52 kilograms, aged between 18 and 25 years old, has an old scar on his forehead, a suspected cut mark on his wrist, rough sutures, and other indicators are normal.
Except for a little, he refused to speak.
"Don't say a word?" Zheng Yuan was a little surprised: "Dumb? β
"How is it possible, I heard him speak with my own ears at the scene, although I don't understand it, what kind of mirror or faucet." Wang Shiqi pinched his eyebrows in embarrassment: "I have done an examination, there is no problem with the vocal cords and hearing, and the doctor said that the most likely is psychogenic aphonia." β
If you don't speak, you don't know who he is, you don't know who he is, and you can't be characterized as a victim. Now I can't even confirm whether he is the "Lakeside" who communicates with Zheng Yuan.
The knife had the fingerprints of him and Gu Tianqing.
Zheng Yuan was silent for a long time, and finally made up his mind: "Can I go and see him?" β
Being in the hospital all the time is not a long-term solution, and the suspect has to be brought back for arraignment, so the meeting is specially approved to be held in the car back to the police station. Xu Ye was still a little muttering, and was persuaded back by Qi Kexiu: "You can be a dead horse and a live horse doctor, anyway, this Teacher Zheng is the only one who has passed the letter to the victim head-on." β
"What's the big deal? If you want me to say, he can solve the case, what are you doing with us? Xu Ye flew over with a knife while not being angry: "I advise you to get acquainted with each other in the future, don't keep mixing such inexplicable people." β
As he was talking, the inexplicable person had arrived, and when he opened the door, the first thing he said was to invite them out.
"I'm sorry, there is Lao Wang as the driver in the front row, you don't want to be in it, the more people he is, the more nervous he is, and the more speechless he becomes." Wang Shiqi nodded and pushed the two colleagues out of the door. Xu Ye was so angry that he wanted to beat him: "Your kid will be a rake ear when he gets married in the future." "His hometown is Chongqing, and he has been out for many years, and he only speaks Sichuan when he is in a hurry. Wang Shiqi smiled: "It's okay, I don't really want to get married." β
"I'll take care of you! You kid don't go crazy at a critical moment, okay? Xu Ye dragged the person aside, and made sure that no one else passed by before he suppressed his voice and reprimanded him: "Now that the person is already in his hands, it's up to you to try him back in the bureau, why did you bring him in again?" He hated iron and steel: "Originally, you broke into the scene of the crime without permission and caused a big disaster, you also used the gun, and now you let the tabloid reporter poke out the photo, and I haven't had time to wipe the shit, I and I have beaten him 800 times, and you still have to take it?" What's the matter, you can't solve the case without him, right?! β
"Of course he can solve the case without him." Unexpectedly, Wang Shiqi's expression was very calm, and he even lowered his head and lit a cigarette: "But I did this, not only to solve the case, but also for him." β
In order to support him, give him a reason to continue to drift in the world, so as not to sink immediately.
"You look at him and think he is smart, keen, and has the right ideas, in fact, only I know that he is a particularly clumsy person in some aspects, once he admits to death, he will never look back, he will be so obligated to save hostages, to break through the empty door, all because of this." Wang Shiqi's fingers holding the cigarette tapped his temples: "Do you know what it was that made him admit death so much before?" It was suicide, because we failed to catch Ye Zimin's murderer, except for a young son, he has lost his last loved one, and he doesn't want to live anymore. β
It was the follow-up of Xie Li's case that gave Zheng Yuan a target again.
"It is said that the duty of the police is to protect the people, and he is also the people, and he is also a very important person to me." Wang Shiqi's eyes fell on the rear of the car not far away, and from the rear window, he could see soft black hair obediently fitting the man's sideburns.
"Without him, I wouldn't be where I am today." He seemed to be talking about Zheng Yuan, and he seemed to be talking about himself: "People live for a lifetime, and they have to have something to fight for." β
Xu Ye listened for a long time, but Qi Kexiu's shout brought him back to his senses. "Lao Xu! You can't go or not! I'm starving to death fast! β
"Rush a fart, stinky boy, right away!" Xu Ye turned his head and shouted two sentences, and when he looked at Wang Shiqi again, his expression was a little embarrassed: "Ahem, okay, you have said everything about this......" He reached over and punched the other party's chest: "Just one sentence, don't hold back if there is anything, we can help." β
Wang Shiqi smiled, grabbed his shoulders and left.
***
Sitting in the car, Zheng Yuan turned his face and finally saw the man who had been communicating for three months.
No, maybe it's more accurate to say boys.
It's like a teenager dangling at the door of a random middle school, his skeleton has grown, his muscles haven't kept up, and his clothes are dangling on his shoulders. The hair is black and blue, the nose is fleshy, the eyes are round, the eyelashes are down, the corners of the mouth are up, and there is still a little baby fat on the cheeks, like a small animal. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he shrank back into the corner, curled up like a cat, with the clanging of handcuffs and shackles.
Zheng Yuan's heart was sour, and he hurriedly whispered comfort: "Don't be afraid, I'm not a policeman." β
Hearing his voice, the boy's eyes rolled a little, and Zheng Yuan smiled at him: "My name is Zheng Yuan, do you remember?" The person you wrote to. β
The other party's tense muscles loosened slightly, and his gaze swept over his face hesitantly.
"You should know about me, after all, we only met because of the same sickness." Zheng Yuan laughed mockingly: "Remember? You're locked up too, and I'm locked up too, but you're better than me, you've been trying to survive for so long, and you've never given up, unlike me, I've long since collapsed. β
The boy's face gradually became more trusting, Zheng Yuan was encouraged, and continued to say tentatively: "You said in the letter that you need the kindness of others, even if it is fake. Me and this Officer Wang, our goodwill is genuine, whether you believe it or not, we really want to help you. He paused, reached out and touched the back of the boy's hand, "Don't worry, everything will be fine." We got caught, but it wasn't our fault. β
He stopped talking, and let the silence grow in the small space, but it was not embarrassing, because in the silence he could smell the tension and defensiveness on the other side gradually dissipating. After another while, Zheng Yuan suddenly felt a sinking in his arms, and when he looked down, he saw that the clothes on his front had been firmly pulled. In front, Wang Shiqi was so shocked that he braked sharply, and he was almost about to pounce on him, Zheng Yuan held his breath and quietly gestured to him.
Wait, don't act rashly.
The boy buried his face in his arms and remained motionless, and for a while, just when Wang Shiqi suspected that he was asleep, his shoulders shook with an almost imperceptible amplitudeβhe cried.
Wang Shiqi glanced at him in the rearview mirror: What's the situation?
What does this make me say? Zheng Yuan smiled bitterly. He patted the other party's back comfortingly, until the other party's bitter cry turned into intermittent sobbing: "It's okay, it's okay, now you're safe." The police will investigate the truth, punish the bad guys, and give you a fair trial, but only if you tell us what you know. Now that you are an important witness, if you don't say anything, people who have been hurt like you will live in grievances forever. He coaxed his three-year-old son with patience: "Tell me, what is your name." β
"No...... Can't say. The throbbing sound in his chest made Zheng Yuan stunnedβhe spoke.
"Why can't you say that?"
The boy resisted and retreated, big tears rolling down. Zheng Yuan couldn't bear to speak for a while, but Wang Shiqi was so anxious that he stretched his neck and turned around and asked: "What are you afraid of, no one killed you, Gu Tianqing is dead in front of you, have you forgotten?" β
As soon as he heard Gu Tianqing's words, the boy's lips trembled, obviously crying again. Zheng Yuan is used to not comforting people, he has a headache at the moment, and stretched out a hand to slap Wang Shiqi's head back. "Don't be afraid, this person is not a bad person, he is a policeman, and he will arrest all the bad people." He took out a tissue and handed it over, and the other party hesitated for a long time, but finally took it tremblingly. "Then it's better to take your time, and tell me how you met him first, okay?"
There is also the last traffic light intersection, and in front of you is the gate of the criminal police detachment. There are nine seconds left in the red light countdown, eight, seven, six, five, four.
Wang Shiqi was obviously about to give up. He shook his head silently, released the clutch, and the car roared withholdingly, like a beast ready to go.
Three, two, one.
ββ¦β¦ Gu Tianqing...... There is a belt with a copper buckle. β
Wang Shiqi's steering wheel slammed and turned to the right.
***
The boy said that Gu Tianqing had a belt with a copper buckle.
Honey brown vegetable tanned cowhide, stiff and strong, one side smooth and one side of velvet, the leather surface is wrapped with a faint luster because of years of use, and the fleece side grinds out two marks, which is the usual place to buckle. Gu Tianqing's waist and hips are narrow, the belt is tighter than others, and the brass-colored buckles are heavy, pulling and pumping, and it is sonorous.
It was this belt that tied him. Tied his hands behind his back, struggling tighter and tighter.
Gu Tianqing couldn't remember exactly what day he came, it was probably summer, and he remembered that he smelled the smell of magnolia. The instructor said that four people were sent that day, two of whom were in early love, and they cried heartbreakingly when they were pulled away, "like a new white lady legend"; An Internet addict, looking for death and life, the quilt was wrapped in five flowers, and it was carried into the bedroom before it was loosened. After them was Gu Tianqing.
- Maybe such a person is very popular everywhere, he thought. Rumors about Gu Tianqing are increasing day by day, for example, he was sent by a peasant couple who can't read big characters, but he doesn't look like them at all. The body is straight, the appearance is thoughtful, the mood is very stable, and I can't see that he is a person who needs to "study" at all, and I didn't see anything wrong until I registered - I didn't answer anything when I asked him, I only knew that I shook my head indiscriminately, and I couldn't write words, and the instructor guessed that he was autistic. "It's a pity that a big and small guy doesn't know how to get a bad brain." Of course, the man's brain was not bad, and even good was very good, he knew.
Because soon, Gu Tianqing embarked on a completely unexpected road.
"Did I say how perverted it is? β¦β¦ Really, I don't even know how he got into it like that. β
Gu Tianqing has become a textbook-like model model model. "Getting better" at a rate that is accurate to the point of day or even hour. He went to bed early and got up early, he was the first to run, he took the initiative to undertake public labor, he was the first to recite the entire student code, and a month later, he had become the fastest newcomer in history to become the head of the dormitory. The instructor praised this: "If you had half of his brilliance, you wouldn't have made it like this." He smiled and lowered his posture and begged: "I will learn well, can you let me go out and take some breath?" I haven't been out in days. β
His bow below ninety degrees was exchanged for a precious half hour.
The clock struck seven o'clock, and he stood in the middle of the sky in the backyard, imagining the twilight clouds of fire gradually engulfing the night. Beyond the rich aroma of plants, something was approaching, stopping in front of him, toe to toe.
"Who?" He stretched out his hand, his intuition didn't recognize the other person, he first felt a small piece of warm skin, moved it up and down, and found that it was a neck.
"What's wrong with your eyes?" The other party's skin tightened for a while, and then subtly relaxed. "Are you locked up here, too?"
"Me? ......" he withdrew his hand: "Who are you?" β
"You don't have to worry about that." The man's voice was low, tickling in the ears: "Do you know where the dean is?" β
"You have something to do with the dean?"
"Can't you look for him if it's okay?"
"The dean is very busy, oh, it's okay not to look for it." He turned to caress Ling Xiao's petals, soft and pink with a bag of water, pinched and broken, but in fact it is a plant with quite strong vitality. "She's gone to the city for a meeting, and she's not here these days, if you need anything, I can help you find an instructor."
ββ¦β¦ Never mind. The other party moved slightly, and a hungry sound came from his abdominal cavity, and even if he couldn't see him, he could detect the other party's embarrassed look.
He burst out laughing, digging into his pockets and showing off his private collection of chocolates: "You haven't eaten enough? β
"The food here is terrible." With a light palm, the chocolate disappeared, and after a while, it turned into a vague sweet aroma and came over: "Thank you." β
"If you really want to thank me, send me back." His hand didn't retract: "On the first floor in the back, the one with the red curtains." I'm tired and don't want to wait for someone to pick me up. β
"You live here? Don't live with them? The other party was a little surprised, but still held his hand, the bones were distinct, and the fingers were much longer than his. The smell of Ling Xiaohua gradually moved away, and he walked slowly behind, pondering the meaning behind "them". "It's inconvenient for me to live with everyone." He pointed to his eyes: "As for you...... You're the new one, right? β
As soon as his words came out, he felt the other party's hand shook. "Ah, don't be nervous, I've been here for a long time, and I basically know everyone." He tilted his head, trying to make himself appear harmless: "The instructor said that you don't even know what your name is, you don't want to say anything, and you are autistic." β
"Of course I'm not. Otherwise, who is talking to you? The hand holding him suddenly let go, and instead he held his shoulder, and the voice that came from him also took on a cautious tone: "Have you always lived here?" β
"yes." He suddenly felt a small stimulus in his boring daily life, like drifting in the sea water, and suddenly touched the shore: "What's wrong?" β
"I'll come back to you tomorrow."
***
The next day, Gu Tianqing really came, followed by the third, fourth, and twentieth days.
Unbelievable but true, he made his first friend in a long time. The short period after seven o'clock of the day became expectant and difficult, and he stood motionless facing the window, catching the slightest sound β mostly the monotonous clatter of the second hand or the clatter of a marbleball rolling across the ceiling. It wasn't until Gu Tianqing's arrival that the imaginary black and white world was suddenly colored.
"You're comingβ" He grinned at the sound of the window, and immediately heard a short "shhhhhh The big boy landed on his feet, wrapped in the heat of midsummer, and the smell of ripe fruit in it, he sniffed hard, and was patted to the top of his head by a hand: "You look like a dog." β
- If I am a dog, then Gu Tianqing is a cat. He thought to himself. It was the stray wild cat that he had fed, and its fur was as smooth as velvet satin, flowing through the tips of his fingers. Mom said that the wild cat was too dirty, and he had already poisoned it, but he didn't believe it, he always felt that the cat was just outside the window, wandering far and near, and the soft meat pad was waiting for an opportunity to press his chest. He was so lonely that the cat couldn't break through the barrier of the ledge, so he finally took on a human form to accompany him.
"I'm hungry." The conversation usually begins like this, and then he pulls out an apple or flower roll that he has stolen and exchanges the vibrant munching sound on the other side. He never asked how the other party escaped the close surveillance and came here again and again, anyway, a guy like him always has a way, just like Robinson Crusoe he read when he was a child, he is a nobody trapped on an isolated island, and Gu Tianqing is Robinson himself.
"Hasn't the dean come back yet?" This is also a question that is routinely asked. He didn't know how many times he patiently explained: "Not yet", "I don't know", "Even if she comes back, she won't necessarily see me". Gu Tianqing was stunned, and the voice of scratching his scalp rustled: "Huh? Aren't you her son? β
"Who told you?"
"All say so, they, everybody."
He touched the gauze on his face: "Do you think there is such a mother?" β
"Your eyes...... Did she get it? The voice on the other side hesitated, but finally came closer, and the fingers touched his face lightly, and then a little, unexpectedly gentle.
"I was splashed with red potion and my eyes burned." He lowered his head and shrunk in a small voice: "It wasn't on purpose, it was...... It was I who was disobedient and was thrown something, and the bottle hit right on the forehead......"
He could feel Gu Tianqing's gaze fall on the back of his head, where the short black hair was softly curled, and the neck that was stretched down seemed to be broken with a pinch. The breath on the other side became short, and for the first time, Gu Tianqing did not complain to him about the boring course or the unreasonableness of the instructor, but said, "Let me tell you a story." My sister - not really my sister, she's a minute older than me. β
"Is she here too?"
ββ¦β¦ Sort of. β
"What about the name? I've been here for a long time, maybe I know? β
"It's just one word away from me, her surname is Gu, and her name is Gu Tianyu."
He was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that he did know Gu Tianyu.
It was a dead man's name.