In my skeptical gaze, Gao Chengyun said lightly: "If a person is pushed off a cliff while he is awake, his instinctive reaction will be to dance with his hands and grasp everything that may be caught around him. The cliff slope is not so steep that it is straight, there is a flat slope at the mouth of the cliff, that is, where you fall, there are weeds and trees from the bottom of the slope to the bottom of the mountain, but from top to bottom there are traces of being crushed, but none of them are moved. ”

I thought for a moment and said, "This only confirms that he was unconscious when he rolled off the cliff, but it doesn't confirm that he is dead." ”

Gao Cheng pursed his lips and smiled coldly, "The difference between Jiang Hongxiu and Wu Yan is that one is that the slope slides and has a special friction force, and the other is that there are very few interference factors in the straight line. The odds arise here, with only a 60% chance of dying by rolling a person from the top of the mountain, and a 40% chance of surviving and being rescued. Do you think the person would allow the 40% chance to exist? ”

No.

The answer is clear and yes. Judging from the successive marks and the psychological reflexes of the paintings, the psychological portrait of this person, although still vague, is relatively much more concrete. It is extremely sensible and extremely crazy, manipulating people's hearts as if they were all pawns on its chessboard, and it can go wherever it wants. Therefore, such a person must not allow accidents to occur.

From the surrounding environment information to psychological analysis, Gao Cheng combined the two to infer that Jiang Hongxiu did not fall to his death. Obviously, when Tong Ziqi brought the person out, the person was already out of breath, and the first scene of death was in the basement of the Shen family. And the time in between must not be too long, and even the moment before Tong Ziqi left the basement to kill people. The cold weather in December, followed by a rain, and the temperature in the mountains could reach below zero, delaying the exact time of death of the corpse.

It's a seamless plan. The rain, the mountain, the relationship between Tong Ziqi and others, when it was really a gathering of time, place and people, every detail was calculated to the extreme.

I felt a chill in my heart, this man was so terrible, arrogantly standing himself in front of others, but you couldn't fathom it. Even to the child, it is almost blatantly and blatantly manipulating a life under its nose.

Thinking of Xiao Tong, I thought of one more thing, turned my head and asked Gao Cheng: "The picture of scraping bones and curing poison on the wall of the basement of the Shen family was drawn by Xiao Tong, you guessed it, right?" He glanced at the light: "Is it hard to guess?" ”

I'm astringent, it's not hard to guess, I'm afraid I haven't hidden that little bit of thought from him at all. When the shadow jumped on the paper, I felt that even the blurred outline was familiar, and there were traces of a child hidden between the brushstrokes. What's more important is that Tong Ziqi's back is unconsciously sketched in the painting, and it is difficult not to associate it with it. But because I selfishly felt that the child could not be the murderer, I buried this information in my heart. When Gao Cheng said to Tong Haogen that he was waiting to go to the prison to see Xiao Tong, his heart thumped.

Looking at Gao Cheng's expression at this moment, he couldn't help but ask worriedly: "How much does the little boy know about the whole thing?" ”

But his answer was: "It's not how much you know, but how much you participate." I was shaken, looked at him in disbelief, and muttered, "How is that possible?" He pursed his lips with a sneering smile, "How could it be?" How ignorant do you think a person could be? Little bamboo, you are still swayed by your subjective thoughts. Tong Zihan first has a deep wariness of people, you have been with her for two years but you can't have a deep friendship, in addition to your temperament, she is also deliberately keeping a distance from you. ”

I pondered for a moment, and it seemed that he had a superficial and friendly relationship with the child, but I had never known anything more than painting. What I saw was her infatuation with painting and her temperament at work.

Gao Cheng added: "Ten years old is not the age of ignorance, enough to understand the meaning of the word 'sacrifice'. She knew very well that she was carrying a human life, her twin sister's. In such a state of mind, her psychological growth cannot be sound and sunny, especially when she becomes an adult, and bad luck strikes again, making her experience the nightmare more than ten years ago again, and in the future, when the nightmare may repeat at any time, her psychology is deviating in a distorted direction. ”

I was a little abrupt, I couldn't believe that the person he was talking about was a child, and even I felt pale and weak in the rebuttal that came out: "But in front of us, the child behaves very sunny and healthy." ”

"People usually lack something, the more they want to get something, so they deliberately copy it in their lives."

His heart trembled, and he repeated in a lost voice: "Copy? ”

Gao Cheng shook his head lightly and seemed to sigh: "Little bamboo, Tong Zihan is fortunate and unfortunate to meet you. Luckily, you gave her a free breath to breathe, so that she could survive in the painting; Unfortunately," he paused, "you lack that emotional nerve, and even if you get along for two years, she won't be able to find a trace of warmth and comfort in you." ”

I lost my voice completely, this was the second time he said that I was missing a nerve, the previous time I thought he was deliberately looking for fault with me, and this time listening to his serious analysis, it felt as if it was really like that. When I got my voice back, I heard myself asking, "When did you see these clues?" ”

Gao Cheng rarely looked solemn, and clearly pronounced the words: "First sight." ”

My hands clenched into fists unconsciously, and my heart fluttered, wanting to say that it was impossible, but it was clear that he was telling the truth. As you can see, the first time we met, he asked the boy to paint a portrait of him, and the boy told him about his father. He was kinder to the boy than anyone else, including me, and the boy trusted him for a short time.

Stunned and uncertain, he asked, "You can't have judged that Xiao Tong was involved in these things at first sight, and there were no cases at that time." So what did you approach her for? ”

Gao Cheng's eyes became extremely pale: "Curious." I wonder why this little girl next to you is only in her early twenties, but she has a pair of vicissitudes of eyes like a forty-year-old woman. Behind her seemingly sunny look, there was a dead air that couldn't be hidden. Since I'm fine, I might as well dissect it. ”

Licking my dry lips, I felt very uncomfortable listening to it. After knowing Xiao Tong for two years without discovering these problems, Gao Cheng saw the essence of Xiao Tong at first sight. But I heard him look at me and say: "You don't need to depreciate yourself, firstly, you have your own neurological deficiency factor, and secondly, you were not instructed by me at that time, and you are a layman in behavioral logic and psychology, and it is common sense not to see it." ”

The black line on his forehead is rising, is this a comfort for him? Having equals nothing, repeating again and again that I lack nerves, as if saying that I lack roots, and also hinting at the logic and psychological strength of his own behavior. I felt more and more depressed.

His head was scratched suddenly, and he lowered his eyelids to see his right palm on it, like a puppy. I squinted my eyes and a thought passed through my heart, "When Xiao Tong received a call and cried that there was her sister's ID card on Huya Mountain, you doubted her?" ”

"Not really. Her emotions at that moment were real, Tong Ziqi, the only sister, was a lifesaver for her, but it was her emotional ups and downs that aroused my interest. I was suspicious of her when she called to test your tone and ask to retrieve Tong Ziqi's body, she was so anxious that she couldn't even hide her fear in her eyes. ”

Xiao Tong is afraid that she will find out that the root cause of all this is her, no, not only the root cause, if she is the one who knows about this whole thing, then she is also a participant. My heart suddenly sudden, and my eyes widened: "It can't be that all this is planned by Xiao Tong, right?" ”

Gao Cheng's eyes sparkled: "How is it impossible?" ”

He really deduced that! I had some difficulty accepting the possibility: "She couldn't have killed someone." ”

Gao Cheng narrowed his gaze: "She doesn't need to do it, because someone will help her make this knife." Just like Du Xiangyuan. I retorted weakly: "And what happened the night she died in the gallery?" There is clearly another person in the picture. ”

"It didn't say that Tong Zihan was it. But is there really another person in your picture? ”

I was asked by Takashiro, because even though I was in the picture, I never saw the person, or even said I felt it. It is completely based on the child's reaction and behavior, so what if the judgment is wrong? What if there was no one else at that scene? The boy did all this......

found herself in a strange circle, on the one hand, she felt that Xiao Tong was not committing suicide, someone manipulated her to do the last thing; After speculating like this, it is impossible to confirm the existence of another person at the scene, so why did he kill him?

Both arguments can be said in the past and in reverse.

Moreover, at the end of the case, because the surveillance probes at various intersections did not find Xiao Tong's figure, there was no way to determine whether she entered the gallery with others that night, and my painting process could not be used as evidence, so the final death of Xiao Tong was still considered to be suicide.

Then a sudden thought came to me: "You said that if that person really exists in the gallery, is it possible that the child actually has residual consciousness?" Gao Cheng's eyes flashed and asked, "What did you think of?" ”<