The rain is loud and the thunder is swift.

This rain, Ning Qing didn't know how many times, like in the last moment, but also like countless centuries.

Anyway, it hasn't stopped for a long, long time.

At this moment, stand quietly in front of the window, bow your head and ponder.

His eyes were full of confusion, and his five fingers covered the scratches on the windowsill.

After a pause, the mechanical action was repeated, picking at the windowsill with his fingernails.

It's not right, it's not right, it's still not right!

In the initial idea, Zhang Guangsheng should have played a game of hide and seek with Yang Fang.

Then, after Yang Fang left the small attic, Zhang Guangsheng climbed out of the dark grid, and then saw the picture of his mother leaving the door.

But what Zhang Guangsheng saw back then, was it really the picture of Yang Fang leaving the gate?

He thought about it for a long time, but he never had a clue, and he also simulated Zhang Guangsheng's state of mind many times at that time, all of which were stuck here.

Hatred is not right.

Because for Zhang Guangsheng at that time, even if he saw his mother leave directly from the gate, at most he was curious with the mentality at that time, it was not enough to have such a huge resentment, and he was so hateful that he directly grabbed the windowsill with blood.

There is no love without a reason, and there is no hate without a reason.

The countless failed simulations told Ning Qing that in the process of deducing the crime, there must have been a link that was not matched.

Alas, what the hell is wrong ...

Ning Qing looked at the rainy night and sighed, behind him, a black eyeball was hidden behind the door panel, and he had long been accustomed to this.

After all, it's not the first time I've experienced it, the spring breeze is blowing, the war drums are beating, and if you have the ability, you will kill me.

Obviously, Zhang Guangsheng is not capable of completely killing him who can be resurrected indefinitely.

What do you see, what do you see!

Just as these strange thoughts flashed through Ning Qing's mind, his face suddenly turned stunned, and a chilling guess slowly took over his mind.

He suddenly realized that he had been ignoring something.

Zhang Guangsheng's obsession is not just two, but also - peeping at the back!

He found that Zhang Guangsheng especially liked to stand behind the door and peep at others, which reminded him of something.

On the night of the crime, did Zhang Guangsheng wake up a long time ago, hide behind the door, and peep through the crack in the door to see everything that happened at home!

Yes, it must be!

Thinking of this, his eyes lit up, and all the clues were connected one by one.

finally knew what the problem was, and finally knew the origin of Zhang Guangsheng's obsession.

Back then, Zhang Guangsheng may have witnessed the scene of his father Zhang Deman fighting with gangsters and being killed.

……

Ning Qing stood quietly in front of the window, her hands on the windowsill, her eyes half-closed, and her pupils looking at the door faintly spreading.

In the next moment, his expression changed from expressionless to puzzled.

His lips closed slightly, and he muttered, "Why..."

"Mom, why don't you take me with you?"

……

Then, in a whisper, his face gradually turned hideous.

"Daddy's gone!"

"Why are you running alone and not taking me with you..."

"Don't bring me ......"

As her expression became more and more hideous and distorted, Ning Qing's voice gradually turned from a soft whisper to a low roar.

"Why?"

"Why don't you take me along!"

"The bad guys are still at home, so many people have died, what do you want me to do......"

"What to do ?!!!"

His fingers clutched at the windowsill, his joints slightly white, accompanied by a series of harsh sounds.

Sand –

Sand –

The sound of nails struggling across the countertop, and tiny claw marks began to appear.

together

Two courses,

Sandao,

Four Ways,

Five ways.

The same action is repeated mechanically and unconsciously, and the same trajectory is always the same where the fingernail is crossed.

The claw marks slowly grew longer, bigger and deeper.

The skin began to wear out, blood began to flow, and dark red blood mixed with the mud.

On the windowsill, but also on the fingertips.

Heart-wrenching.

However, he never felt all this, only the door in his eyes, only the disappeared back.

He continued to roar with a hideous face: "I believe you so much...

How can you ...... How can you do this to me!! ”

"yes, I also want to know how she can abandon us so ruthlessly!" A childish child's voice sounded behind Ning Qing.

I don't know when Zhang Guangsheng was already standing behind Ning Qing.

Then he walked to the window, and a large and a small figure stood side by side at this moment.

The same eyes stared at the door, and said, "She's damned!" ”

Hearing this, Ning Qing slowly turned her head, looked at the short figure standing beside her, and answered softly: "She's dead......"

……

…

Interrogation room of the Federal Police in Zhancheng, November 21, the fourth day of Ning Qing's arrest.

"Smack!"

Lin Jiandong angrily slapped the interrogation record book on the table, his face was extremely ugly, "So, you still come to tell me a story today?" ”

"It's another deduction of the crime process, and another chat with an unexplained being!"

"How can you blow so well! Did it invite you to dinner? ”

Ning Qing's hands were firmly locked on the armrests of the chair with iron handcuffs, and her lowered head slowly lifted, and her tone was serious: "If the conditions allow, I will consider ......"

"Huh!" Lin Jiandong laughed angrily, "Three days, three whole days!" ”

"You've managed to drain all my patience."

"Don't be too happy, though."

"All the evidence we have now points to you, playing sloppy with me, trying to get by?"

"I'm telling you, don't even think about it, no way!"

"No confession, no confession, it's okay!"

"The evidence I have is enough for you to go to prison a hundred times!"

"Yes...... What I said was all true. Ning Qing lowered her head helplessly, her eyes dim.

"I'll see how long you can get your mouth stiff! Xiao Zhang, let's go. After Lin Jiandong finished speaking, he opened the door and walked out angrily.

Footsteps sounded, and the door shut.

This is the seventh time that the two sides have broken up.

"Team Lin, there will be no trial today?" Officer Xiao Zhang asked Lin Jiandong in front of him.

"What kind of trial, I think this kid is a stinky stone, and no one can pry his mouth open."

"So what's next?"

"How's that going on with what I've asked you to do?"

"Huh? Which one? ”

"Do you kid remember to eat or fight, and you want to be as angry with me as he is?"

"Oh, Team Lin, you mean to contact a psychiatrist?"

"Otherwise, which one do you think, tell me, how is this going?"

"That's right, I've contacted a well-known psychiatrist in the city, and they are easy to talk to, and when they hear that they are cooperating with the case, they will reply on call without saying a word."

"Xiao Zhang, you also know that this prisoner is special, do you know the details of the psychiatrist?"

"It's all investigated, no problem."

"Okay, then you can ask them to the police station later, and give the boy a good look at the problem;

I really thought that if we didn't admit guilt, we wouldn't be able to punish him, and as long as the results of the psychological diagnosis came out, we would send him to court. ”