"Jingle Bell Bell Bell!" The office, which had only crisp slaps, suddenly burst into a hurry, and the people present exhaled and came back to their senses.

Xu Qiangdong frowned, although he was not happy, he still walked to the table and picked up the office phone.

"Hey, this is the Lingang Police Station." He tried to keep his tone as calm as possible.

But the calm was interrupted by a sudden cheer behind him.

"Oh, that's it, it's okay!" Fan Jinzhong's words of joy came into his ears accompanied by applause, his heart skipped a beat, and when he turned his head, he saw several family members of the deceased who were crying and eager to draw their faces to a bloody blur, and the normal family members who were staring at him were cheering with joy.

"It's weird," he muttered, continuing to listen to the phone.

Then, his complexion became more and more solemn.

"Okay, I'll take over the live broadcast of digital TV right away!" Half a minute later he said it out loud, attracting everyone's attention.

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In the large office of the criminal investigation team, two groups of people sat with serious faces, one was Chen Pingfan's family, the other was some police officers and Han Dong, and the three suspects in Liu Xinjian's poisoning case.

Absent were Lin Shaocong and the three policemen headed by Xu Qiangdong, the former suddenly had shortness of breath and distracted eyes during the transcription process and was sent to the hospital early, while the latter and his party hurriedly left the police station after Xu Qiangdong hung up the phone and connected to the digital TV.

The destination, of course, is Jiahang Experimental Middle School, because the mysterious person on the phone is there right now.

"Hurry, hurry!" In the police car, Xu Qiangdong looked out the window at the rapidly retreating trees and buildings, and his heart was beating wildly, feeling unusual.

The unusual meaning came from the telephone, and the person on the other end of the phone seemed to expect that it would be him, and as soon as he opened his mouth, it was a shocking event.

He said: "I know everything about the three homicides, I know the mayfly, I know who paralyzed the power supply system, I know why the murderer killed these three people, and I know why he blamed Han Dong." ”

If it were just these remarks, Xu Qiangdong would not have lost his temper like this. Chen Pingfan's family members already know a lot of secrets, and it is difficult to guarantee that there are no other interested people who want to disturb the attention of the police.

The reason for his gaffe was the last thing the man said.

He said: "By the way, I still know Bai Aya on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival seventeen years ago, and I know the truth about the case behind Bai Aya. ”

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Xu Qiangdong took a deep breath, his mood gradually calmed down, and his wandering thoughts also settled down. In any case, I am also a people's policeman, and focusing on the case in front of me is the most important thing to do at the moment.

He moved the mobile phone that was sitting next to him to his eyes, the mobile phone screen was on, and his colleagues in the office of the criminal investigation team transmitted the pictures and sounds on the digital TV in real time through live video.

In the middle of the night, the only source of light is three bulky old-fashioned flashlights. As can be seen from the video from the scene, they were placed on the edge of the rooftop, as confirmed by the sound of speech coming from the video.

It was a middle-aged man's voice, and he said: "Chen Pingfan's family, the three suspects in Liu Xinjian's murder case, everyone from the Lingang Police Station, and Han Dong, welcome to the final link of the serial murder case." ”

The video cuts to a man wearing an insect hood. He turned in the cold wind of the night, holding a selfie stick in one hand and pointing behind him with the other.

"Mayflies." Han Dong said suddenly.

"What?" Someone in the quiet crowd spoke up, not knowing what he meant.

"It's a mayfly, indeed." Xu Qiangdong's voice came from the speaker of his mobile phone, "Death in the morning and death can only exist for a moment." The WeChat account of the person who sent the five photos to Pan Jie before was called this, and now the head covering that this man is wearing is also the same. ”

"So, the mayfly man in front of you is the real murderer?!" There was an exclamation from the office.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, I'm not the murderer." As if knowing what everyone was thinking, the mayfly man shook his head, "I am only a witness and announcer of sin. ”

"As you can see, we're right here right now." He continued, "And this is the culprit who paralyzed the power supply system of Jiahang Experimental Middle School the night before. ”

The picture turns again, and comes to the place where the flashlight light converges. It was not a strong light on the pillar a few meters away, and a person was tied to the surface of the column.

"Is that him?" Han Dong and Zhang Baojun let out a cry of surprise, but Ding Kangyan's face behind him showed a little unnaturalness.

"You know?" Someone in the criminal investigation queue asked.

"Yes, he used to be our school's director of logistics." Han Dong said, "Now he is in charge of the cafeteria, and when we go to eat, he often stands at the entrance and smiles at every teacher and student who passes by." ”

"He's a nice guy." Zhang Baojun nodded in agreement.

"But there are demons in everyone's heart." Gu Forensic Doctor said, "I have seen some serial murderers and addicts, during the day they are kind bus drivers, they are professional elites in suits and ties, they are people's teachers who teach and educate people, but at night they become different people, take off their superficial disguises, and vent their deepest evil thoughts and desires." ”

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The voice on the digital TV continued, and the voice of the mysterious man in the insect hood turned low, seductive.

He said: "Isn't it strange that no one is surprised by this? ”

Strange, what's so strange? Does it mean that this guy wears a hood and refuses to show his true face, or does he say that he is fast to find the suspect in one step.

Everyone in the office of the criminal investigation team looked at each other, and they couldn't help but think so.

"Neither." Forensic Doctor Gu shook his head, witnessing all kinds of bizarre cases for a long time has made him develop the ability to grasp the key point immediately, "It is he who said that the three suspects in Liu Xinjian's murder case. ”

In the police car, Xu Qiangdong's brows furrowed, and he also thought of this: "Lin Shaocong's acute shock and being sent to the hospital is an accidental incident, how does he know?" ”

"Shhh He suddenly gasped, and a thunderbolt crossed his mind, "Could it be..."

"Yes, I think Officer Xu should have reacted." The hooded man nodded, as if he was witnessing it with his own eyes beside them, "Next, let's welcome the creator of this series of cruel cases, the artist of criminal aesthetics, Lin Shaocong!" ”

"Bang!" There was a sudden sound on the rooftop, and the large closed iron door opened in response. A figure walked out of the dark corridor and gradually enlarged in the video.

It was indeed Lin Shaocong, who was supposed to be in the emergency department of the hospital, but now he reappeared on the roof of the boys' dormitory building of Jiahang Experimental Middle School. His eyes were blank, but there was a strange chuckle on his face, either joy or anger or regret.

Or maybe it's resignation.

He came to the camera and didn't say a word.

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"It can't be!" Xu Qiangdong roared, and his voice buzzed in the police car, shaking the other two people dizzy.

"Why did Lin Shaocong appear here, and what did the two guys who took him to the hospital do to eat?!" He continued to vent his confusion and anger, his fingers swiping quickly across the phone screen, turning off the video and eagerly dialing out a call.

"Sorry, the user you are calling is turned off, please call again later. Sorry, the subscriber you dialled is power off, please try again later..."Sure enough, there was a mechanical tone on the phone.

"How far are we from Jiahang Experimental Middle School?" Xu Qiangdong asked the police officer in the driver's seat, and at the same time threw his mobile phone on the adjacent seat.

"About ten minutes to go." The police said.

"I hope it's in time." He nodded, a look of gloom on his face.

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In front of the digital TV, everyone held their breath and wondered how things would turn out next. To put it more bluntly, they don't know if anyone will die, right under their noses.

"You talk counts?" Dozens of seconds later, Lin Shaocong took the lead in breaking the silence. He turned to the mayfly man, but said something that was confusing.

The mayfly man nodded: "As long as everything is revealed, I will fulfill my promise." ”

"Of course, you can also temporarily change your hexagram now and put all the charges in Han Dong's name." He added, "But in the face of the physical evidence that has been collected and the witness in front of me, whether it can succeed or not depends on it..."

"No need," Lin Shaocong interrupted him, "as long as you keep your promise and make those things and grievances public." ”

He turned around to face the camera again, the complicated expression on his face gone, only relief.

"It seems that the previous inferences and evidence may not be useful." In the police car, Xu Qiangdong looked at the video in a daze, and finally exhaled, I don't know whether he was glad that the fog shrouded in the head of the bizarre case group was about to be lifted, or he was sighing for something else.

In fact, years of professionalism and habits have made him never easily believe what others say, because these can be faked. If the mayfly man grasps Lin Shaocong's secret, or uses other things to coerce and lure him to carry all the charges for Han Dong, then he must find and sort out the evidence to clear the innocent.

But now he looked at Lin Shaocong's eyes, and believed his words for no reason.

Those eyes were clear and clear, without a trace of mood swings.

Those are the eyes of those who have the will to die.

"Six and a half minutes to go!" The policeman in the driver's seat said in a deep voice.

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"Everyone in front of the TV, I am Lin Shaocong from Class 17 of the third year of Jiahang Experimental Middle School, and I am also the murderer of the three recent murders." The sound in the video is so clear that you can't even hear the cold wind that was blowing just now.

"Next, I will tell you the motives and processes of these cases one by one. And, of course, my accomplices. ”

"Accomplices?!" There were one exclamation after another in the office of the criminal investigation team.

Forensic Doctor Gu frowned: "What I care about more is that 'we'." ”

"Don't worry too much, there are only two accomplices, and they are all under your noses." As if he knew how everyone would react, he immediately explained, "One is Guo Lidong, the canteen manager who is now tied to a pillar, who helped me cut off the school's power supply system the night before yesterday. The other one, I was at the police station with me just now, and I guess I'm still at the scene. If it weren't for his help, your police should have immediately found out from the office of Liu Xinjian, a scumbag and scum, that I did it. ”

"Huh!" In the office, everyone's eyes turned to the remaining three suspects, and a few seconds later, they skipped over Jiucheng lawyer Tan Chenhuan, and finally all converged on Ding Kangyan, the current principal of Jiahang Experimental Middle School.

Just looking at the latter's eyes, his lips trembling, his face as pale as paper, and beads of sweat began to ooze from the corners of his forehead, the conclusion was already obvious.

Sure enough, Lin Shaocong said again: "So, I should thank you, Principal Ding." ”