Chapter Ninety-Seven: Suicide 2
Wang Xiaolei's death hit my head like a boulder, leaving me at a loss, I would never have expected such an outcome.
This is obviously a murder, and the murderer behind the scenes is not only a very high person, but also a very murderous person.
Wang Xiaolei's death also dealt a big blow to Cui Ning, making her who was originally lively and easy to talk about suddenly quiet.
Not long after Wang Xiaolei's death, the police came, and after some investigation, they couldn't tell whether it was suicide or homicide.
The next morning, the institute held a special meeting on Wang Xiaolei's death. I originally thought that Wang Xiaolei's death would attract the attention of the upper echelons, and everyone would spare no effort to investigate the cause of Wang Xiaolei's death, but what I didn't expect was that Director Ling said at the meeting that he had discovered Wang Xiaolei's suicidal tendencies a long time ago.
Director Ling's words were hard to convince me, but soon, he asked the other two people from the Propaganda Department, Liu Wei and Shi Zheng, to express their opinions.
The two of them also agreed with Director Ling's statement that Wang Xiaolei has always been troubled by various pressures, the first of which is the pressure of housing loans.
He once repeatedly said in the office that he wanted to commit suicide, and he also discussed with Liu Wei about the method of suicide, which one is the least painful?
Liu Wei thought he was just joking, so he said that cutting the pulse was the least painful, but it was very bloody, Wang Xiaolei said, the cutting of the pulse is too slow, and it will take too long to cut the wrist, is there any faster, Liu Wei joked that jumping off the building is the fastest, and he will die in one fell swoop.
The two of them discussed this with relish, Liu Wei thought that Wang Xiaolei was just complaining, just say it, but he didn't expect that he really committed suicide by jumping off the building today, and he felt deeply remorseful for this.
After listening to the descriptions of the two of them, I felt confused again, Wang Xiaolei may really commit suicide, but how could there be such a coincidence? We had just agreed to talk about something very important, and he had an accident, which is really impossible not to arouse suspicion.
After the meeting ended, when I walked out of the conference room, I had a face-to-face with Section Chief Chen, and she also had a solemn expression at this time, and when she saw me, she squeezed out a smile, but I could see that this smile was mixed with a lot of content.
After returning to the office, I immediately called Section Chief Chen and wanted to ask her out to talk about something, but was rejected by Section Chief Chen, saying that this is an extraordinary time, don't startle the snake.
After putting down the phone, Section Chief Chen's sentence "This is an extraordinary time, don't startle the snake" lingered in my heart for a long time, and it seemed that she and I had the same intuition about this matter.
It's not that simple!
Soon, my mind returned to the mass suicide. I always feel that all the strange things that are happening now are related to collective suicide, it is like a formula for solving a puzzle, and if you study it clearly, the puzzle will be solved.
Among the people I know, there are not many people who know about collective suicide, but except for the person concerned, Zhang Yifei, others do not know as many details as me. And Zhang Yifei doesn't seem to be able to give me any valuable clues except for painful memories, so who else can I consult?
At this time, I suddenly thought of Uncle Wang, who had talked to my dad about this at my house before, and perhaps he would know more about the mass suicide incident 26 years ago.
Uncle Wang has now been promoted to the chief of the police department, his identity is different from before, and he has become busier than before, it is not easy to see him, we have made several appointments, and finally we met Uncle Wang as we wished.
When Uncle Wang saw me at first glance, he seemed very excited, walked up to me, hugged me gently, and then asked me about my current situation with concern.
I didn't want to take up too much of Uncle Wang's time, so after a few brief greetings with him, I went straight to the point and asked straight about the mass suicide incident 26 years ago.
After listening carefully to my question, Uncle Wang did not rush to answer, but told me another story.
This story also took place 26 years ago, on the same day as the mass suicide.
At that time, Uncle Wang had just arrived at the police station, in his early 20s, and he was full of energy. As soon as I arrived at the police station that morning, I received a report from someone who said that several people had met at a certain hotel and planned to commit suicide en masse.
When Uncle Wang received the report, he immediately went to the hotel with several colleagues. As soon as the owner of the hotel saw the policemen, he immediately handed Uncle Wang a brownish-yellow tattered piece of paper that he found in the guest room.
Uncle Wang took the note and found that the note was densely filled with words, but one line of words was particularly eye-catching: "The four of us met here and voluntarily gave up our lives......"
Uncle Wang hurriedly asked the hotel owner: "How long has this note been found?" ”
The boss hurriedly said, "As soon as they left, I came into the room to clean it, and then I found this piece of paper." ”
Uncle Wang said to himself, "It seems that they should have just left for a short time." ”
Uncle Wang then asked, "What do the four of them look like, hurry up and describe it to me?" ”
The boss then described the appearance of the four people in detail with Uncle Wang, and while listening to it, Uncle Wang drew the general appearance described by the boss with a pen, and showed it to the boss, and the boss was busy saying that the painting was very similar.
Uncle Wang and his colleagues hurried back to the police station, made a large number of copies of the portraits he had just drawn, and mobilized the entire police station to find the whereabouts of these four people.
The police station went from 9 a.m. to 3 p.m. and did not find the whereabouts of the four men, and many speculated that the men were probably dead in a corner.
However, just when everyone was about to give up, someone called, and in the neighboring village, they found four people with mysterious whereabouts, who looked similar to those drawn by Uncle Wang.
The police immediately rushed to the village mentioned on the phone to find the whereabouts of the four people, and sure enough, they were found in an abandoned small hut, but the four people did not intend to commit suicide, but instead gathered around to play cards, and talked and laughed.
Uncle Wang asked the people what was going on with the hotel note, and one of them explained that they had indeed made an appointment to commit suicide together, because they both felt that they were losers, and they were 30 years old, but they achieved nothing, had nothing to do all day, and were looked down upon by the neighbors, and finally had the idea of suicide.
But when they made up their minds to commit suicide, they couldn't be ruthless, and finally gave up the idea.
It was a busy day for the whole police station, but in the end it was a farce, which really made people cry and laugh, but at this time, the headquarters called and said that there was an accident in the city, and there was a huge mass suicide, and the death toll was 37.
Because most of the people available to the police station went out to find these four people, there were not enough people to stop the catastrophe in time, which eventually led to the tragedy.
After Uncle Wang finished talking about this, his expression became a little solemn, and after I sneered a few times on the side, I whispered: "These people are really boring, if it weren't for them, maybe this tragedy wouldn't have happened." ”
After hearing this, Uncle Wang first smiled, then shook his head lightly and said, "I'm afraid things are not that simple!" ”
I was stunned when I heard this, and Uncle Wang continued: "The reason why I told you the story just now is not to complain that I indirectly caused a tragedy because I saved the wrong person. ”
I suppressed my excitement and whispered, "You mean that this could be a hoax, and that the four men deliberately delayed you so that the tragedy could happen?" ”
Uncle Wang smiled and nodded: "You are very smart, like your father." ”
I was extremely shocked by this answer, and it was difficult to calm my excitement for a while, and after a while, I continued to ask Uncle Wang: "Later, did you find those four people to interrogate again?" ”
Uncle Wang smiled helplessly and said: "If I could have thought of this at the time, maybe this collective suicide incident would not have become an unsolved case." ”
Hearing Uncle Wang say the words "unsolved", I immediately realized that there was only so much information I could understand from him.
When I left Uncle Wang, I glanced at the time, it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon, so I hurried back to the unit, because every Thursday at two o'clock in the afternoon, the office will hold an all-staff meeting in the conference room on the ninth floor.
Since Wang Xiaolei's accident, Director Ling has asked all employees to attend the meeting without special matters.
I hurried and was still a few minutes late, and by the time I got into the room, the conference had already begun.
I quickly found a seat and sat down, and the conference began with a summary of the work, and it seemed to me that these topics were not painful, and I almost fell asleep listening to them.
But halfway through the meeting, Director Ling suddenly took out a document, looked at Mike, and whispered, "Do you know what kind of document I am holding?" ”
The following heads and ears were exchanged and immediately boiled into a pot of porridge.
Director Ling continued: "At this time, the case file of Section Chief Chen of the Personnel Department of our unit. ”
This sentence exploded in my ears like thunder, making me, who was still a little sleepy, instantly refreshed.
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