The door of the conference room was pushed open, and a young man with glasses came in, Wang Chaoyang from the technical team of the criminal investigation detachment.

"Team Ling, according to what you said, we checked the surveillance video near the department store on the day Lu Yifan was killed, and we did find the person suspected of being a boxwood."

As he spoke, he handed over the tablet in his hand, which had several video screenshots on it. In the video, a man of medium stature, wearing a peaked cap, covering most of his face, a brown and yellow shirt, and black pants, looks quite low-key.

Surveillance video captured the man entering the department store at the same time and had been seen on the same floor of the bubble tea shop.

"Found Huang Yang? Then why couldn't you find him when you first checked the surveillance? Ling Ling asked.

Wang Chaoyang looked at his colleagues, and there was nothing to avoid, and said directly: "At the beginning, there was no target suspect, we could only investigate around the people who had appeared around Lu Yifan, it was completely a needle in a haystack." Now that we have the exact character, as long as we find the right features and match them one by one, we can quickly target them. ”

Ling Ling also borrowed the tablet to watch it for a long time, and finally gave up: "This picture quality is almost a mosaic, how can you tell that they are the same person?" ”

"It's really hard to judge from the face alone, so you can't let go of every detail, and you have to compare all aspects such as the suspect's height and figure, walking stride, and action posture."

"In the monitoring, the person's shoulders are high on the right and low on the left, the outside is heavy and the inside is light when walking, and the left foot is slightly less than the right foot, which is the basis for our judgment."

Ling Ling suddenly realized: "So that's the case. ”

"In this way, it is very likely that Lu Yifan's case was done by Huang Yang, and Lin Hui was killed in school, and Huang Yang also had sufficient time and conditions to commit the crime. These two people should have nothing to do with his daughter's case, right? Why did he kill these two men? Zhou Zhen asked a series of questions, which was what they wanted to know the most now.

Ling Feng frowned: "Huang Yang still refuses to explain anything?" ”

Ling Ling nodded: "All we have now is circumstantial evidence, and those cases that have been in the past ten years have no evidence." Huang Yang insisted on this, saying that if we had the evidence, he could plead guilty without saying a word. ”

Just when everyone was distressed, there was a slight knock at the door.

Liu Mengwei held a beautiful small box in her hand, tilted her head to look at the people in the room, and smiled calmly and elegantly.

"How can you eavesdrop on our meeting?" As soon as Ling Ling saw her, he thought of the incident that day when he was coaxed to the girls' dormitory building like a fool and pretended to be a ghost in the middle of the night, so he still didn't have a good face for her.

"Where do I have?" Liu Mengwei looked innocent: "Aren't you all done?" There is no evidence, no confession, no way to close the case, and no way to even file a case. ”

"You ......" Ling Ling was so angry that she couldn't speak, but Liu Mengwei smiled happily.

"What's the matter?" Ling Feng stopped the two of them arguing and asked seriously.

"I want to come and see Mr. Huang." She blinked her cat-like eyes, "If you want him to confess, you might as well let me try." ”

"Do you have a way?" Ling Feng suddenly came to his senses.

"Have you not rested well in the past two days? It looks like the eyes are blue and the face is yellow, do you feel a little chest tightness and shortness of breath, and your heart is depressed? ”

Ling Feng was stunned by her question: "What are you talking about?" ”

Everyone else also looked at her suspiciously, only Wen Qiao silently rolled his eyes in his heart.

Liu Mengwei said with a mysterious face: "I'll bring you an antidote." ”

As she spoke, she opened the box in her hand, and it turned out that it was bright red, fresh and delicate strawberries.

She handed one out to everyone present. When it was sent to Wen Qiao, he was obviously a little reluctant to take it, but Liu Mengwei didn't care so much, grabbed his hand directly, and put one on it.

After sending it, Liu Mengwei said solemnly: "Everyone, what is in your hands now is the fruit of forgetting worries that I spent a lot of money to buy. If you have any troubles or sorrows, it can help you solve them. ”

"Here's how to use it." As she spoke, Liu Mengwei picked up a strawberry and held it up in front of herself, "Put it on the tip of your nose like this, and then slowly pour out your troubles to it, while remembering to take a deep breath, it will exude an incomparable magic power, and remove all the miscellaneous worries in your brain, so that you can forget your sorrows." ”

After that, the conference room was quiet for half a minute, and everyone was looking at her with all kinds of strange eyes.

"Are you alright?" Ling Ling said.

"Have you washed it?" Zhou Zhen said.

"Really?" Ling Feng said.

Everyone looked sideways. Ling Feng could only cough lightly in embarrassment when he saw it.

"Of course it's true!" Liu Meng was confident: "If you don't believe it, you might as well let me give it a try?" Give these forgetfulness fruits to Huangyang, and after he 'forgets his worries', he will say whatever you ask! ”

It's not too much to ask, and you can't do anything right now anyway, so it's okay to give it a try.

In the interrogation room, although Huang Yang looked tired and haggard, his demeanor was still there, and he sat quietly like that, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him. It wasn't until Liu Mengwei put the box in front of him that he raised his head to look at the person who came.

"Do you like strawberries, Mr. Huang?" Liu Meng asked softly.

"What did you say?" Huang Yang's voice was a little hoarse, and he looked at her a little confused.

"I'm going to see Lin Xuerou today." Liu Mengwei ignored his question and continued.

"We used to have different definitions of death, thinking that the heart stopped beating and the human being died, but later with the development of brain science, the standard was re-delineated, that is, the death of consciousness or brain death. If we choose the latter as the criterion, then since the day Lin Xuerou disappeared, she has actually died. ”

"You gave her to the devils, and let them drain her body and banish her soul so that all the demons and monsters of this world could occupy it. She can be anyone, but she can't be herself. ”

"No...... Don't talk nonsense......" Huang Yang panicked a little.

Liu Meng glanced at him coldly, and continued to say unhurriedly: "You took advantage of a student's natural trust in the school environment and sent her to hell. In order to bring your Jasmine back, you do not hesitate to kill another girl about Jasmine's age. ”

"Nope! No! Huang Yang is still arguing: "Since ...... She can become anyone, become my Jasmine, and why can't she change back into herself? ”

"Only the soul can touch the soul, and only the deepest obsession can keep the remnant soul that has been floating in the void for twenty years. From this point of view, your Jasmine may be lucky that there is another person in this world who misses her so deeply and so heavily that she can take root in someone else's body and blossom for a short time. ”

"But Lin Xuerou doesn't seem to be so lucky, no one loves her, keep her, she can't go back if she has a home, and the snowflakes that fall from the sky to the ground are destined to melt."

"You know why she became like this. Originally, she could have grown up healthy like many ordinary children, but now she is afraid that she will never be able to get out of that hospital. Liu Mengwei's tone was as plain as water, but it seemed to weigh a thousand catties in Huangyang's ears. His head hung little by little on the table, and his shoulders trembled like an embarrassed ostrich.

"Looking at the twenty years of revenge, you are so principled that the guilty will be atoned for, the innocent will be spared, and the unjustified will be compensated. Now, then, how do you judge your sins? ”

"You hurt and killed a completely innocent teenage girl!" Liu Mengwei said word by word: "How should you judge your sins?" ”

Huang Yang crouched on the interrogation table. Whimpered lowly.

Liu Mengwei stepped forward again, picked up one of the strawberries, and suddenly chuckled: "When I first met Lin Xuerou, she was a proud and lively little peacock, a little delicate but also very cute, this is the unique vitality of fourteen or fifteen-year-old boys and girls, not to mention the envy of an old man like you, I am so jealous!" ”

"I paraphrased her, and she said that she liked strawberries the most, and there was a boy who liked her, and he gave her strawberries every day, and she was about to turn into strawberries when she ate them."

"That's the only thing I know about that girl named Lin Xuerou. Her eyes lit up when I brought this box of strawberries to her. Even if consciousness dissipated, the body would still react to the scent of her past favorites, and at that moment, it was as if she had returned. Liu Meng sighed slightly.

"If you smell it, the aroma of strawberries is really unforgettable."

Out of the interrogation room, Liu Mengwei put the strawberry on the tip of her nose and sniffed it slowly, filling her mind with a sweet and wonderful aroma. If only there were forgetfulness in the world, she thought.