After pondering for a long moment, Gao Cheng asked above his head behind him, "Annoyed?" "I ignore it. He sneered, and then said, "Although the music was not scored, I acquiesced when I knew it." The piece she led you to is a more ingenious terrain on this Phoenix Mountain, and the gap between the monuments is chaotic and has its own style. Tell me, how did you get out? ”

Unable to get a response from me, he stopped talking, and the space fell silent. In the wilderness, only the sound of his own breathing is heard and his, shallow, as if there is nothing. Suddenly, he was surrounded and stepped back, only slightly startled and let him drag and move, and after a few steps, he stopped, leaning back slightly to realize that he was leaning against a tree.

He sighed lightly and whispered, "Let go of me, don't run." ”

The anger surged up for a moment, even if there was still annoyance in my heart at this moment, but I was no longer as impetuous as before. But Gao Cheng didn't let go, but pulled me to sit down, trapped between his legs, his arms moving down and straversing my waist, his breath wrapping.

A low voice in his ear: "Use the painting again?" ”

It's no wonder how he guessed that my thoughts and tricks were basically transparent to him.

"Do you see the fun of drawing? Combining talent and skill to find the fulcrum of balance is like holding a knife in your hand to cut through thorns. Little bamboo, you have to remember that there is a shadow before there is a painting, and don't reverse the order. ”

Hearing this, I couldn't help but ask, "What if it was reversed?" ”

"The mind controls reality," he paused, and his very soft voice seemed to whisper, "led by the demons of the heart." ”

A thought flashed through my mind, and I blurted out, "Have you ever been controlled by a demon?" ”

He was uncharacteristically silent, and just when I thought he wouldn't answer, I heard a whisper behind my ear: "Yes." It's a long time in the past, do you want to hear it? I subconsciously replied, "Yes." ”

A shallow and deep voice unfolded calmly: "When I was about sixteen years old, I was arrogant and empty-eyed, and I fought wits and courage with a serial killer for half a year, and finally locked up the suspect and arrested him alone, even if the other party said all kinds of arguments, but the psychological portrait I judged through the logic of my behavior was completely consistent with him, and finally refuted the accusation, and the suspect was shot." But just a month after I was smug and frivolous, another murder of the same kind reappeared, and the murderer left a provocative handwriting at the scene. Although he was stupid enough to be caught by me within three days, I didn't arrest anyone. ”

Hearing this, I was stunned, "Why?" ”

He chuckled and said, "Because he shot a bullet in front of me." He tapped his finger to my lips.

My heart shook that at the age of sixteen, when I was still a teenager, he wandered among criminals. And that's not all, the lesson of one failure has come at a terrible cost: not only did he wronged a good person and died, but he also witnessed the bloody and brutal scene when facing the real serial murderer.

After thinking for a while, he hesitated: "Did that last person say anything to you?" ”

The arm around my waist moved, and his mood fluctuated, and it seemed that he had guessed correctly. I didn't rush, I was silent for a while, and I heard him say, "Little bamboo, you are getting more and more sensitive now." He asked me if I knew his motive for killing before he shot him, and this was the root cause that I had never been able to find based on various criminal psychology and behavioral logic inferences. Naturally, I wanted to hear what he had to say, and he gave me a weird smile and pointed his hand at me. Immediately after that, a shot was taken, blood splattered all over my face and body, and my brain burst out, and the answer was revealed, and the motive was me. ”

I don't understand, "Why are you motivated?" ”

"He's challenging me."

......

Just because he wanted to challenge the teenage Takashiro, the murderer committed serial murders, and this motive is really crazy. can imagine Gao Cheng's mood at that time, the wrong judgment, the motive for the killing, all attributed to him, and the bloody death of the murderer in the end. It might be unbearable for any one of them.

"When you say controlled by demons, do you mean that you were swayed by abstract criminal psychology at that time, so that you made a mistake in judgment and arrested someone by mistake? That person is actually a scapegoat deliberately guided by the murderer, and it is very consistent with all aspects. ”

"Well, Jack's behavioral logic and criminal psychology are almost as good as mine, and he knows my thinking patterns too clearly. There was a moment when I thought that if it weren't for the hostility, I would appreciate him. But in his words, there can only be one between me and him. ”

Jack was supposed to be the name of the serial killer, and suddenly his heart moved, and he turned back to look at him, "Did you think of L&K when you saw that mark?" ”

In the dark, his eyes were dim, and he couldn't see the emotions in them, but he only paused for a second before nodding slightly: "I did have that thought, but I quickly rejected it." Jack's case is long over, and I've seen him die. ”

"Could it be someone who has a relationship with him or someone is imitating him?"

Gao Cheng stared at me for a while, and then he said, "His parents are dead, he has no brothers or friends, and a high-IQ criminal like him won't trust anyone." So it can't be the former species. I raised an eyebrow when I heard this, his subtext is the latter possibility? J and L are the two most similar of the twenty-four letters, just one left and one right, if L&K represents Jack, that means that the eyes that have been hidden in the deepest part are aimed at Gao Cheng?

Thinking of this, my heart couldn't help but sink, and thinking back on the past, it seemed that the case had happened gradually since he moved in next door to me. But it seems too far-fetched, and I always feel that l&k represents some special meaning, not just a person's name.

After a moment of silence, I asked again, "Did you leave any shadow after that incident?" "It's redundant to ask, with his strong mind, when it can't have too much impact, I'm afraid he just feels frustrated with confidence.

But I heard him whisper and asked, "Do you know why I know so much about psychogenic mental disorders?" I was shocked and looked at him in disbelief, how could it be? In the shadows, the corners of his mouth curled slightly and mocked: "For two years, I lived in that shadow and couldn't get out." What do you and I mean by the demons of the heart? Jack committed suicide because he realized that he couldn't win against me anyway, so at least I would never erase that last moment. ”

The answer was shocking to me, even his mind would take two years, and if it were someone else...... "How did you get out?" "Treatment? With his personality, it seems impossible to go to a psychiatrist or anything like that. This time he was silent for a long time, the aura around him became very depressed, and his voice became hoarse when he spoke again: "It's because I met someone." ”

With just one sentence, he kept silent.

I didn't ask any more questions, and my mind was a little affected by him, and it became very complicated. The reason why I don't ask is that I have an intuition that that person may have a deep influence on him, not necessarily a leader, or another kind of opposite. But in any case, this person is really indelible in Chu Gaocheng's heart, and Jack is just a clown at best.

My mind turned back, and I was surprised to realize why he was so far away from the topic, wasn't the thing talking about Qu Xinhua in the first place? In fact, calm down, I can already understand from their words that the incident seems to have been planned by Qu Xinhua to test me, Luo Jinghan is estimated to be an accomplice, but after Gao Cheng found out, he didn't stop it, but let it go. In the final analysis, the whole thing has his connivance, the arbitrariness of Qu Xin's painting, and the partiality of Luo Jinghan.

Look, in fact, I have a clear heart and can analyze the whole thing rationally and thoroughly. But it was the past he just talked about that pierced the softness somewhere in his heart, and the residual annoyance was also dispersed.

Sixteen years old...... Looking back on myself, there seems to be nothing to remember and remember. Even those people and things about the school were blurred, only some images remained, and then I went to other places to study at the art college, and then I went to H City. Compared to Gao Cheng, it is really ordinary. But somewhere in my heart there will be a slight astringency, as if I feel empathy.

"What are you thinking?"

The breath next to his ears was lightly exhaled, and from the tone of his voice, it could be judged that his mood had returned to normal.

I was silent for a moment, and then asked in a low voice, "Qu Xinhua said that you bumped into a child at the foot of the mountain, isn't this true?" ”

"What did she say? And you believed? Little bamboo, the fortification of people's hearts is too shallow. ”

I felt very depressed, he didn't say it wrong, there was actually a loophole in Qu Xin's words, but at that time, as soon as I heard that the child was blocked by Gao Cheng, I immediately believed it, one was in response to his own speculation, and the other was concerned about it.

I didn't want to continue the conversation, and the grunt sounded so suddenly that I stiffened. The person behind me uncharacteristically didn't laugh, but touched something in my hand and found it to be a piece of chocolate. silently tore open the paper, put it to his mouth and took a bite, secretly thinking that he said before that the car was driven away from the mountain must have fooled me, otherwise where would he find this thing? Don't tell me it's in this barren forest.

I used to think that chocolate was too sweet, so I didn't like it very much, but I don't know what kind of food he gave, it was bitter in the mouth, the sweetness was not so strong, and it melted in the mouth, bringing coolness. Or maybe he was really hungry, and after a while, he was about to bite again, when suddenly his hand was held between his fingers, and the remaining half was taken away by Gao Cheng, he broke off a piece and chewed it in his mouth, and wrapped the rest in paper and put it in his pocket.

I was slightly stunned: "Haven't you eaten yet?" ”

"High-calorie foods should not be consumed too much at one time, usually this amount will be divided into small pieces of food every day, enough to replenish the energy needed by the body."

A small piece? Just what he just ate? "Can you be full?" I don't believe it, it's not like I've never seen his appetite. But he said, "It's impossible to feed on it, but you'll understand later." ”<