Looking at the rising sun, with a look of nostalgia, Bedullan began to recount the past.

"Years later, I still remember the sky, the night sky was a little starlight, and the deep blue was pure. You and I are separated by five centimeters, walking aimlessly in the old street of the 'ghost market' paved with bluestone slabs.

Although the main city across the street is neatly planned and full of high-rise buildings, no different from other modern international metropolises, the old streets where most of the old residents live are filled with a quaint atmosphere. The old streets, which have survived the tenacious turmoil of those ten years, stand leisurely side by side with ancient buildings and antique buildings from the Ming and Qing dynasties. From time to time, some houses in the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China have the taste of historical precipitation. Because it was to some extent a place where the stolen goods were sold, the surrounding residents closed their doors early and rested. It's not at all like the modern urban atmosphere of the main city.

I still remember that we missed the evening self-study of the second year of high school, and we have been wandering around this long old street. I love the feeling of being transported back in time and back to a long history. But I don't remember what you said to me. In order to merge the scattered words into confessional words, my heat and blood were all concentrated on my forehead, and I did not have the satisfied smile of walking on the street before, nor was I as lively as before.

Silly and naïve, isn't it? ”

From the tone of Bédullan's voice, it can be inferred that she is not used to telling others about this past. Or it's not difficult to explain, but to be able to accept this fact, she must have spent a lot of time. I subconsciously looked at Lin Youya, and from my perspective, I saw a stream* oozing from her scalp. In this world, there is no regret medicine for sale.

None of this would have happened if it hadn't been that night.

A shrill voice interrupted Béduran's love memories.

"It's not! I'm not pretentious, I really love you. I know your feelings! I still remember, that day, weren't you very happy? "Life is at stake, Liu Yaoyong can't care about being embarrassed, this is the most disgusting confession I've ever heard.

"yes, I'm so happy." Bedullan cried and laughed, "My favorite big brother is now my closest person, he said that he has someone he likes, and he will get married after graduation." Tell me not to get in their way. And, you see, this does not prevent him from continuing to be a lover with me, or to be my dearest person.

And his marriage partner, the fiancée who asked him to break up with me, Lin Youya, she is the person I have always called my sister, the dearest and dearest sister. Liu Yaoyong, why Lin Youya, because my family is declining, and her family has gone to the next level? A low whimper came and went.

There are many book lovers who are interested in the profession of online writers, and a youthful past of this level like Bedullan is a big dustpan at will. But many years later, the only thing I can remember is Bedullan's sad expression under the red sun at this moment, "I cry and beg you, give me your love, don't you have a relationship with her, do you want to watch me die?" Then, at last, you couldn't take it anymore and left me without looking back. "It turns out that she has become so hysterical since then, she has been crazy for a long time.

Liu Yaoyong stared blankly at the blue sky, and finally raised his hand and covered his face.

"If it weren't for me being angry, I would leave first." Liu Yaoyong laughed out loud.

"You're still going to feel guilty." Bedullan's flat voice came, "Don't you want to know, what happened next?" It seems that Uncle Liu has protected you too well! I guess you haven't seen your father's worried face! ”

My body became cold to the bone, and the story of the past was beyond my imagination, and that night, Berduran was left alone in the old street, drinking all night. She meets a second-order dealer who has drunk some alcohol. After that, the second dealer violated her. Unconscious, she was discovered by Liu Yaoyong's father's men and arrested the second-tier traffickers who tried to escape. After that, he was sent to the hospital for a check-up and recuperation. The incident was not reported to the police because Bedullan's father did not want the matter to be known. But correspondingly, in the past year, the second-way dealer has been beaten almost every two or three days. Who hit, he can't tell.

"Why don't you bring him to justice?" I asked, as a woman, I know best about the harm done to women. The victim of the case has suffered considerable psychological trauma, so he may lose part of his memory, or suffer second-degree injury, insomnia, and various nervous stress disorders due to the image of the murder in his mind; Some people even blame themselves excessively and blame themselves for the killing.

The mental trauma inflicted on women is so severe. I can imagine the madness of Beduran hurting others, her heart was tormented by humiliation, and she needed a way to vent her resentment. So he chose to hurt Mu Tongtong like a villain, maybe in this way, he could let his humiliation get a little bit of noise.

"I guess it's because their family can't afford to toss a few times." It was Lin Youya who spoke, the vicious woman rubbing her temples and sighing, "I'm sorry. Turns out to be the stupidest me? It turns out that for so long, Beduran, you are just using me, and I have really always treated you as a sister. I've always thought that you, like me, don't care about the trite conventions made by your elders. Moreover, Liu Yaoyong, who can look up to him!

But...... I don't understand, that is, the rotten ship still has three pounds of nails, with your family's status, you won't be able to do this. And the three of us are in the same spirit, watching and helping each other. If what happened to you is true, how can your family not tell 'that dog' and instead hide the records to indulge him? After all, there is a huge difference between filing a complaint after a murder and not filing a complaint. ”

"Who's to say it wouldn't?" Standing against the wall, Yu Zujia squinted at her, as if watching a three-year-old child speak ridiculous language.

"At first, I was very opposed to my father's approach. But seeing my father's pained expression, I couldn't say a word anymore. Overnight, the innocent and lovely me matured, and I didn't know about the situation at home until recently, and the situation was terrible. I was originally their sweetheart, but who knew that such a thing happened. Dad frowned, and Mom just cried, and then she got angry and beat me, scolding me for not keeping women's morals, and going to that kind of place with a man, deserving of self-inflicted humiliation! How about letting Berduran decide for herself? Sue, or choose silence. It's her life. "Dad can only comfort Mom like this."

"I still remember how my mother scolded me and cried! Who let her run to the ghost market of Lao Cai so late! It's not safe, it's not safe. How many times did she tell her not to go out with men casually, and when did she listen to it? She asked for herself! It's better to arrange a year off for her to be sick, just treat it as if she was bitten by a dog! "I suddenly didn't hate Béduran anymore, and her life was ruined long after that sophomore year of high school.

"Hahahaha, I asked for it!" Bédullan laughed maniacally. Liu Yaoyong took two or three steps back and collapsed on the cold ground.

Shi Lingren sighed lightly: "The human heart is the most difficult thing to control. The more a person has, the greater the fear of losing. In any case, it is not a wise decision to blindly appease criminals. ”

"It's all said, what do you family people know!" Yu Zujia shook her head and said, "I have been on exchange and study on the other side of the ocean for a period of time, and I have assisted the local police in investigating many cases in Chinatown. Overseas Chinese are often targeted because they are a vulnerable group. One of them was a burglary assault case, and the victim was a young girl in the flower season, whose life was completely ruined. He fell into the memory.

I remember saying to the victim of the assault, 'I know it's going to be difficult for you, but please come forward and help us point out the killer and don't let him go unpunished.' "The woman who was in the rainstorm was just crying bitterly, and his family was speaking to me viciously...... Do you know what is more terrible than being violated? It's to be known that you've been violated! ”

"I didn't understand the victim's words at the time. Until an old policeman told me that there was a noun that did not exist in the books, and he figuratively called it 'secondary'...... Later, I also learned a little bit about this in a criminal psychology class, and that was ......"

"I know the word 'secondary'," Shi Lingren interjected, "I have read in some psychology journals in recent years, the author is a Chinese, the English name is Charlie, known as a Chinese detective, a legal and criminal investigation elite, the title of the honorary chairman of a state's scientific consulting center, a full-time professor at the University of New Haven School of Law, known as "master of physical evidence", "scientific detective", etc. It is said that many of the criminal cases he has investigated have become teaching examples for the international forensic science community and the police community, and they are all legalization of issues in the political field, and with the cooperation of the media, they have become the final word. However, many of the concepts he put forward have merits, such as the concept of "secondary", which refers to the fact that after the victim is killed, he is ridiculed by the police when he makes a record, or he is ruthlessly slandered and slandered by the public, causing the person to suffer psychological trauma. "”

"It's terrible." I couldn't help but say, Lin Youya also showed an indignant look on his face.

"yes!" Yu Zujia sighed, "After I returned to China, I found that this phenomenon exists to varying degrees in the process of handling cases at the grassroots level, some because of the lack of experience of the case-handling personnel, some because of their favoritism, but more because of the lack of manpower and material resources at the grassroots level, and even the case-handling funds have to be raised by themselves, so they often like to turn big things into small things, and settle things and calm people."

For example, in a case where a drinking girl was violated, the police in the area preconceived to ask something...... You're not, you're the one who seduced others, right? Are you dressed too cool and want to be eye-catching? When was the first time? These words should not have been said in front of the victims, they just wanted to close the case, right? "

"Men are bastards! Why did the victim have to endure the pain of sprinkling salt on the wound—" Bedullan was furious and slammed the wall with a hammer, but the hand holding the gun did not move.

"yes, how can anyone be so nervous? They just don't pay attention to the feelings of the victims at all! This kind of mental blow, which is called a second mental blow, is like sprinkling salt on someone else's wound, and it can be called a crime." Shi Lingren sighed, "And the pressure of public opinion is unbearable." ”

"That's right", Yu Zujia rarely sang and harmonized with Shi Lingren, "I have visited the victims, and there are no secrets in Chinatown." The neighborhood spread the news excitedly, and when it came to the girl who was 'exposed' and violated because she had a white boyfriend, the tone was more contemptuous than sympathetic to the 'immorals'. The eyes of the people around her are full of speculation and speculation, and the conclusions usually tend to be 'why she didn't try to resist', 'why didn't she die', 'flies don't hold seamless eggs'. Someone said to her parents very directly, "This child's life is over, if any good family wants her in the future, you should move quickly, no, just go back to China." Everywhere there is gossip, everywhere there are prying eyes, everywhere there are fingers pointing and pointing. She broke down again, and this time she did it thoroughly, jumping from the top of the twin towers. Yu Zujia said in a low voice, "When I arrived, I saw her fall with my own eyes, like a butterfly with its wings torn off. The butterfly landed on a garbage truck that happened to pass by, crippled and survived, and I don't know if it was God's mercy or cruelty that forced her to continue this miserable life. ”

From a woman's point of view, "It's all unforgivable." I was so angry that I couldn't help but blurt it out. At this time, I already fully understood Bedullan's murder of Liu Yaoyong, and I also understood why Bedullan would deliberately arrange such a situation to cause Mu Tongtong to die, so that the cool Liu Yaoyong and Lin Youya would be ruined. However, there is still one thing in my heart that I can't let go, Shi Ling and Ren have nothing to do with this matter, and now, I have put him in an extremely dangerous situation.

"The story after that was lackluster, I took a leave of absence, and after a year and a half late, I was admitted to the same university as Liu Yaoyong and Lin Youya, and the pain I experienced is indescribable. But I don't feel pain. Mom and Dad thought I had let go, but I never gave up revenge, to that second-class dealer, but also to this pair of dog men and women, especially Liu Yaoyong! I was overjoyed to think that one day, that man would taste the same ruin. Now, enough is enough, right? No regrets, right? So, you guys agree with my revenge. ”

Bedullan said with a look of pride in his mortal eyes. She quickly swung the pistol in her right hand upwards. It's just that when he saw me, there was a little more warmth in his eyes, "Classmate Shen, no, Shui Yue, I'm sorry." I've heard about you from Mu Tongtong a long time ago, but I admire you, and I want you to do this for an old friend. If you ...... I have a friend like you, and I won't be as ugly as I am now.

I'm guessing what you're going to ask, or you already know I'm the murderer......" Béduran didn't speak as coherently as she usually did, and felt like she was in a state of extreme euphoria. "The female ghost probably won't come, but the police will arrive at any time, and time is pressing, so let me and Pan come out. Mu Tongtong's incident a year ago, you probably guessed almost everything. It's just that I'm withholding some of the crucial truth, and some of the truth about me......"

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