At 12 o'clock in the morning, in the interrogation room of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, Kang Xiaozhuang remained silent and refused to say anything.

After drinking a lot of wine at night, Xiao Mo was dizzy for a while, and he went to the corridor to smoke several cigarettes in succession, but he couldn't clear his mind.

As long as Kang Xiaozhuang enters the bureau, it will be a matter of time before he has to confess.

Let Sun Haoran and Qi Nan star, and go downstairs to the back seat of the car and squint for a while.

When he woke up, it was already dawn, and in the interrogation room, Kang Xiaozhuang sat on a chair, still silent.

Yes, maybe it's the last one! It's time to meet Kang Xiaozhuang's mother, Kang Yaping.

Early in the morning, at 301, Building 14, Yunlongyuan Community, the police knocked on the door for a long time and no one came to open it, but from the outside, you could hear the sound of someone talking inside.

According to neighbors and security guards, Kang Yaping has not been downstairs for at least half a year, nor has he seen anyone.

The security uncle said a word, which immediately alerted Xiao Mo.

The security guard said: "Aunt Kang on the 3rd floor is just an ordinary stroke, although the movement is not very neat, but it is not that she can't walk, I often saw her out to bask in the sun last year, but I haven't seen her come out since the New Year." My wife is like this, but the doctors have said that you should go out and walk around often to be good for recovery. But she ......"

The door was forcibly opened by the police.

The living room is dimly lit, the TV screen is on, and videos are playing on an old-fashioned DVD.

The picture is quite loving, and it can be seen that it should be some happy videos recorded by Kang Xiaozhuang's mother when he was a child.

In the video, the mother's voice is beautiful and gentle, from the baby waiting to be fed, to the toddler, to the picture of the mother and son rejoicing after winning every award in their student days.

This two-bedroom apartment is neatly organized, the things in the living room are in order, and the dining room table has three dishes and one soup.

There are two pairs of chopsticks on the table, and there are rice inside, but there is no sign of it.

At the end of the living room is a large balcony with several pots of mosquito repellent planted.

The bedroom door of the second bedroom was open, and the furnishings inside were simple, and there was a row of bookcases, among which there were some books on taxation, which seemed to be Kang Xiaozhuang's.

Suspicious is the master bedroom, where the door is closed and an iron lock is added to it.

You can feel a chilling chill through the cracks in the door.

Qi Nan's words are actually a bit redundant.

He said: "Brother, an old man who has had a stroke, she is not a mental patient, does she need to be locked inside?" Also, if you turn on such a cold air conditioner, aren't you afraid of freezing and getting sick? ”

Of course, it is unusual, and the only explanation is that Kang Yaping is actually no longer in the world.

The door to the master bedroom was opened, and a chill and a foul smell came rushing towards you in the middle of summer.

Kang Yaping was actually inside, but she was already a dried corpse at that time.

She lay quietly on the bed, covered with a thin quilt made of silk.

Forensic doctor Zhu Miaomiao's description is as follows: "The paraffinized subcutaneous tissues can form mummies, and the deep tissues form cadaveric wax, and the indoor temperature is low, so the time of death is judged to be wider, and the preliminary judgment of the time of death is 3 to 7 months." There were no obvious injuries to the body, the cause of death could not be determined, and further autopsy was required. ”

In the interrogation room of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, when Kang Xiaozhuang began to speak, it was because of Xiao Mo's words.

Xiao Mo said, "Can you tell me what kind of person your mother is?" ”

One night passed, a fine and dense stubble appeared on Kang Xiaozhuang's white chin, and as soon as Xiao Mo said this, a tired and tired look immediately came up.

He said: "Officer Xiao, every life that comes to this world should be respected, they are independent individuals, they have their own ideas, they are not accessories attached to anyone, are they? ”

Xiao Mo: "Of course, everyone is an individual, and of course they are not accessories that belong to anyone. ”

As soon as these words came out, Kang Xiaozhuang, who was originally very calm, collapsed instantly, hid his face and wept.

"But, in her eyes, I am just a doll, a doll that can be used to play when I am happy, and something that I can beat and scold at will when I am unhappy. The message she sent to me the most was that I was the flesh that fell from her, that she gave me life, that my whole being was hers, that I should not have any thoughts, let alone souls. Officer, sometimes I can't even tell if I'm alone or not. ”

How so? Xiao Mo couldn't find any words to comfort the young man in front of him, he should have the life of ordinary people in this world.

But his upbringing experience made him unable to get even the most ordinary life, the love of his parents, the warmth of his family, and marrying a wife and having children when he grew up.

None of this exists here in Kang Xiaozhuang.

Perhaps on the day he was born, his fate was already sealed.

After a long silence, Xiao Mo opened his mouth again.

"Xiaozhuang, do you know why you're sitting here?"

Kang Xiaozhuang's expression was indifferent: "I know, it's because of Lu Xiaohu." ”

He unlocked the real reason for Lu Weiwei's death:

Kang Xiaozhuang, who did not see Lu Xiaohu on the subway for many days. has always been uneasy in his heart, this boy who has many similarities with Kang Xiaozhuang's childhood has always been concerned about his heart.

On the first day of the typhoon, it was no accident that he appeared at the gate of Nanshan International, he followed Lu Weiwei.

At first, he just wanted to ask Lu Weiwei, why didn't Lu Xiaohu go to school?

But he didn't have a chance to talk to Lu Weiwei at all, he watched Lu Weiwei dress up very beautifully in the cold drink shop and get into a luxury car at the gate.

This scene is familiar, when it was as big as the Land Tiger, or even smaller. That's how my mother cleaned up beautifully, locked herself in the house, and went out to have a tryst with a man.

He has always been afraid of the dark, no matter what, he begged his mother not to leave him alone, but his mother did not even hesitate at all, and still stepped on the pair of red high heels, and left the house without looking back.

For countless frightening nights, he curled up behind the curtain and waited for his mother to return.

Lu Weiwei in front of her was like that, a pair of small red leather shoes with thin heels, a beautiful dress, and a dizzying smile on her face.

There are many doubts in his heart, what about Lu Xiaohu? His mother went to have a tryst with a man, where the hell was he? Why haven't you seen him for so many days?

Through the glass window of the luxury car, Kang Xiaozhuang seemed to see himself shrinking behind the curtain in his childhood.

The next day, the storm that had been brewing for many days finally came.

On the subway, Lu Xiaohu was still not seen.

I don't know when that bad feeling came to my heart, and the sound of my mother screaming at me all day long.

"Why don't you die, we'll all be free if you die."

When his mother said this, she pressed the thin man down on the desk, and through the window glass in the rain curtain, he seemed to see Lu Xiaohu's desperate face.

He gritted his teeth and said to himself: "Either she dies or you die, and you have to choose one between the two no matter what." ”