After three consecutive days of control and surveillance, Deng Qibing did not show up, and he appeared just when the comrades were disappointed and felt that this plan was about to fail.

Darkness shrouds the funeral home, and during the day, the birds and flowers are still full of life. But at night, the faint yellow street lamps and people's inner fear of places like funeral parlors always feel that in the dark places without light, there will be demons and monsters, which makes people shudder.

At three o'clock in the morning, a burly figure appeared on the surveillance video, and he suddenly appeared like a ghost. I wasn't surprised, because Lao Lu had made arrangements before, and when the police were deployed at night, the security guards on night duty at the funeral home were rested, and Lao Lu meant to let Deng Qibing in, and then come to an urn to catch turtles.

The black shadow moved on the screen, and all departments were already cheering up and ready, just waiting for Lao Lu's order.

It's just that Lao Lu hasn't given an order, I know that he wants people to get the stolen goods, look at this black shadow, this Deng Qibing, what will he do to Li Qiqi's body?

In the surveillance, Deng Qibing took a flashlight, groped, searched, and when he pushed open the door of the 'dressing room', he was stunned, and he stood outside the door for a long time and did not enter.

He slowly walked to Li Qiqi's side, leaned down and kissed Li Qiqi's forehead, just like kissing his own wife.

"Up!" Lao Lu gave an order.

The lights came on, and several pistols were aimed at Deng Qibing. But Deng Qibing was indifferent, looking at death as if he were at home, his eyes were still staring at Li Qiqi, and his hands gently caressed her cold cheeks. This murderous demon has an indescribable pity and tenderness on his face.

Police lights flickered in the dark and sirens roared in the night.

Deng Qibing was taken to the police station and interrogated by Lao Lu himself. I stood behind the one-way visible glass outside the interrogation room, my right hand to my lips, frowning, staring intently at Deng Qibing.

His hair was unkempt and he was wearing a light brown suit with spots on it that looked like blood. His beard hadn't been shaved for some days, and it seemed that he had been in a state of despair during his time on the run.

Lao Lu asked straight to the point: "Did you kill Miao Kehui?" ”

Deng Qibing closed his eyes and nodded.

Lao Lu shouted loudly: "Say it." ”

Deng Qibing slowly opened his eyes, with an indifferent look in his eyes, and said, "Yes." ”

"Why did you kill Miao Kehui?"

The indifference in Deng Qibing's eyes suddenly turned into anger, and he said in a deep voice: "Because she stole my wife." ”

This sentence shocked us all, and I could see the expression on Deng Qibing's face, which was an expression of anger, sadness, and helplessness. This kind of expression is not fake, but a real expression projected on the face from the heart.

He really regarded Li Qiqi's corpse as his partner. I can't explain his twisted heart, and his severe necrophilia makes him indifferent to death. Maybe Li Qiqi is more real in his eyes than us.

Lao Lu shook his head helplessly, walked out of the interrogation room, found me and said, "Ouyang, he should be evaluated for psychiatric illness first, otherwise such an interrogation result is meaningless." ”

I said, "Let me try." ”

Lao Lu lit a cigarette, looked at me, and nodded.

I approached the interrogation room, asked the two policemen standing on the side to leave, and then slowly sat down opposite Deng Qibing.

Deng Qibing's hand was on the interrogation table, and he kept hanging his head, staring at the dangling handcuffs on his wrist.

I yawned, some tears seeped out of the corners of my eyes, rubbed my eyes, and said: "The humanistic philosopher and psychoanalytic psychologist, Eric Fromm, once pointed out that the instinct of life constitutes the primary potential of man, and the instinct of death is a secondary potential. If there are the right conditions for life, the primary potential will be developed, just as a seed will grow given the right temperature and humidity; But if the right conditions are not met, necrophilia tendencies can emerge and take advantage of people. I want to ask you, do you know that you have necrophilic tendencies? ”

Deng Qibing's eyes fell on my face at this time, but I didn't expect him to laugh, and he smiled very easily, he said: "Zombie lovers? Hehe, I'm not that disgusting, what I love is art, it's a work of art that I have created with my own hands, and I see it as my soul mate, is it wrong? ”

"There's nothing wrong with that. But you are wrong to kill Miao Kehui. ”

Deng Qibing slapped the table and said loudly with emotion: "That slut stole my most precious thing and shamelessly seduced me, so I killed her." ”

"Then why are you still defiling her?"

"Defiled? Hahahaha, you're wrong, I'm getting close to the art I have created, and when the ugly soul is destroyed by me, the body left behind is the purest and most beautiful work of art in the world. Is it wrong to caress a work of art that you have created with your own hands? ”

I frowned, deeply puzzled by Deng Qibing's mode of thinking, didn't he have a sense of guilt and judgment about whether the murder was right or not?

No, he is the chief engineer of an enterprise, and his IQ is definitely not worth questioning, but his perspective on understanding everything in the world is distorted, and his discrimination between life and death seems to be distorted, even reversed.

So, following this direction of his thinking, I asked a question: "When you were having fun with Miao Kehui's corpse, did you ever think about Li Qiqi, are you worthy of her?" ”

This question suddenly made Deng Qibing stunned, his hands began to tremble, and then his whole body began to tremble, and finally he actually cried and slapped himself vigorously, with a very strong force, and after a few strokes, his entire cheeks were red.

Two police comrades rushed into the interrogation room and pinned him down to prevent him from committing further acts of self-harm.

I walked out of the interrogation room and said to Lao Lu: "He has the ability to judge right and wrong, but he suffers from a serious mental illness, and his concept of life and death has been completely reversed. It can be said that he is a combination of severe fetishism and necrophilia, and he treats killing as a work of art, and the legal constraints have no effect on him. It is only a matter of time before a person like him embarks on the road of crime, so I suggest that Deng Qibing, whether he has mental illness or not, must be isolated from society. ”

Lao Lu nodded and agreed with me.

In the following days, the police continued to interrogate Deng Qibing several times, during which he confessed that he had killed people, attacked police officers, and escaped.

Miao Kehui's death was indeed caused by Deng Qibing hitting the back of his head with a copper horse, and the murder weapon was finally found in Deng Qibing's home, and Deng Qibing's home was in the same building as Miao Kehui.

It turned out that after Deng Qibing drove out of the company, he found that a police car was following, so he drove the car to a construction site in Xiongjia Town, then got out of the car and hid in the construction site, and when the police came to look for him, he hit the police on the head with an iron rod on the construction site, and then fled by car.

Because of the explanation of this incident, everyone knew that Xiao Xia was seriously injured in the line of duty, and it was not a matter of recklessness and desertion, and Xiao Xia was finally posthumously named a martyr.

In fact, I think Xiao Xia has another thing worthy of my admiration, that is, his dedication to love. In the case of serious injuries, regardless of his physical safety, he has to save his love. It's just that he met someone unladylike, fell in love with the wrong object, and finally died with hatred.

Some people may think that he is stupid and stupid, but who can guarantee that he has not been stupid and stupid in love? It's just that we survived by luck, but Xiao Xia was not so lucky.

Speaking of Deng Qibing, his escape is also legendary. He drove the car into a mountain col to hide, then ate wild plants and insects to satisfy his hunger, and used a laptop with a wireless network card to buy black tickets from scalpers, preparing to escape abroad. I accidentally saw a post about Li Qiqi, so I fell into a trap.

However, according to his own confession, he knew that this was a trap, but after he saw Li Qiqi's photo, he couldn't control his thoughts about her, so he still ventured to the funeral home.

Deng Qibing's thinking is indeed different from ordinary people, ordinary people who commit serious crimes generally abandon their wives and children, and hide in Tibet for the rest of their lives. And he, for the sake of a corpse, risked being arrested, just to see each other.

Deng Qibing's case eventually caused a sensation throughout the country, and even professors from the Public Security University personally went down to the grassroots level to learn about the case. In the end, the professor found out Deng Qibing's mental journey from a normal person to a necrophilia.

Deng Qibing's parents divorced when he was eight years old, his father went to the United States to do business, and his mother stayed in China to teach at a medical school. Although the family conditions are good, Deng Qibing has been strictly disciplined by his mother since he was a child, and in addition to going to school, he rarely has contact with outsiders, and gradually formed a withdrawn psychology.

When he grew up, Deng Qibing, who had excellent grades, got the opportunity to study at Harvard University, where he soaked in the laboratory all day long, did not make friends, rarely had contact with people, and only spent time with corpses.

After academic success, Deng Qibing returned to his hometown and was recruited to Baiangqi Biotechnology Co., Ltd. with a high salary. However, his mother died of illness soon after, so Deng Qibing donated his mother's body to the company unconditionally, and the first human specimen designed and manufactured by Deng Qibing was her mother. At this time, his necrophilia has basically taken shape, but it has not yet reached the stage of indulgence.

Until he met Li Qiqi's corpse, Li Qiqi's appearance and posture were extremely in line with Deng Qibing's aesthetics of the opposite sex, so he took advantage of his position to take Li Qiqi's corpse as his own and had physical contact with him. At this point, Deng Qibing's necrophilia was fully formed in his heart, and his distinction between life and death was completely distorted.

According to the professor, necrophilia is characterized by not being afraid of corpses and feeling that corpses have a quiet, serene beauty. Then, it slowly manifests itself as a tendency to be obsessed with corpses and inseparable from them. But retrospectively, the obsession with corpses is still due to feelings for the deceased.

Indeed, Deng Qibing was lonely all his life, and when she met Li Qiqi, he injected all his emotions into Li Qiqi's cold corpse to comfort her lonely and lonely heart. It's just that his loneliness, sometimes, is not given to him by the outside world, but in the process of his growth, he gradually formed a heart that could not feel love.

Pathetic, lamentable!