There were countless scattered pictures flashing in front of him, and Zhu Kang had a feeling that his memory was awakened by this tattoo, so he had to hurry up and get his memory back.

Cuong's unusual reaction, the little girl covered in blood in the memory fragment, and the light of the knife he saw when the lightning slashed down, all gave Zhu Kang a very, very bad feeling - he recognized this Cuong, and Cuong had killed the most important person in his life!

He had to remember that it was very, very important!

Zhu Kang shook his head: "No, you are the best psychologist, you come." ”

[Strike while the iron is hot, I want to think about it.] 】

[That little girl, like Shuangshuang, was very well-behaved, but she was killed. 】

[It's not a dream, it's true.] This is a memory I remember before I was six years old, a memory that I was afraid to recall. 】

[I'm grown up now, I have the ability to protect myself, I'm not afraid! I want to remember! 】

Zhu Kang's eyes were red, but there was not a single tear, his eyes were resolute, and he endured the pain and said: "Xiangwan, I want to get up, I have to think about it!" ”

Zhao Xiangwan didn't hesitate any longer, and nodded heavily: "Okay!" ”

She looked up at Ji Zhao and said, "I guided him to recall, and he said, you paint." ”

Zhao Xiangwan, who is usually in the evening, the more he encounters a big case, the calmer he becomes.

Because only by being calm can we make our minds clear, hear the truest voice in the hearts of suspects, and make our judgments and decisions more accurate.

But today, the comrades-in-arms faced huge psychological trauma, facing difficulties, and had great trust in themselves, this kind of trust in the delivery of their lives made Zhao Xiangwan's heart begin to ache, and his voice trembled a little.

Ji Zhao saw that her face was pale, her eyes were anxious, she picked up the pen with one hand, and gently rubbed it on the top of her head with the other. His eyes were clear and steady, and his palms were warm and dry.

[Don't worry, there's me.] 】

[You guide slowly. 】

[He said, I'll draw.] 】

Ji Zhao's voice was extremely moist, as if a cool breeze had blown in the hot summer, and a rain had fallen, and the dry earth suddenly became full of life.

Zhao Xiangwan took a deep breath and nodded again.

This time, her eyes calmed down.

Zhu Kang was admitting the swelling pain of a large number of memory fragments squeezing his head, he felt that he had become a balloon, constantly expanding, obviously his fingers did not change at all, but he just felt that his whole body was swollen, and even the flow of blood became viscous.

"Xiang Wan, help me!"

Zhu Kang once again asked Zhao Xiangwan for help.

Zhao Xiangwan held both sides of Zhu Kang's head with both hands, gentle and powerful, the index fingers of both hands pressed on his temples, the palms fixed his head, the wrists moved slightly, Zhu Kang's head turned down slightly, and his eyes were facing the tattoo pattern drawn by Ji Zhao on the table.

"Don't worry, it's just a memory that exists in your head, whether it's good or bad, it's all yours. So, don't be afraid, I'll go with you to get it back. ”

Zhao Xiangwan's voice was low and cold, like the sea, calm but full of power.

In such a voice, the swelling pain in Zhu Kang's brain became a little weaker.

"Accept it, don't fight it. Empty your brain, let these memory pictures come out, and let's puzzle together. ”

The four words "together" have a magical magic, making Zhu Kang feel that he is being helped and supported, whether he is stuck in a quagmire or falling into an ice cave, there will always be comrades like Zhao Xiangwan standing beside him, advancing and retreating together.

Zhu Kang muttered and repeated Zhao Xiangwan's words: "Okay, don't fight, empty your brain." ”

[This is my brain, my memory. 】

【Let's do the puzzle together】

There was a hint of warmth in Zhao Xiangwan's voice: "Yes, this is your brain, your memory, everything is up to you, arranged by you." In the past, you were too young to bear that kind of pain, so you sealed that memory; Now that you've grown up, you're a police officer, and you're capable of protecting yourself, let the memories come out. ”

Zhu Kang said obediently: "Yes, I can protect myself, remember it." ”

Zhao Xiangwan said: "What is the picture you are most afraid of?" Let's find it out first. ”

Zhu Kang shuddered, but he gritted his teeth: "Okay, find out!" ”

Zhao Xiangwan asked, "When will it be?" Daytime, or night? ”

The picture of Zhu Kang's brain gradually began to emerge.

"At night, on a rainy night, there is no moon."

Zhao Xiangwan gently encouraged him: "Very good, then what?" ”

"I was afraid of thunder, so I hid under the bed, and my sister stood barefoot on the edge of the bed, bending down to coax me."

"What does my sister look like? What's her name? ”

"My sister's name is Gong Rou, her eyes are big, two small pigtails, she is eight years old, she is in elementary school, she is wearing cotton silk pajamas, and she smiles a lot like her mother."

"You have a good relationship with your sister, don't you?"

"Yes, as long as I cry, my sister will carry me and coax me. My parents are busy with work and don't have time to care about me, so my sister always takes me to play. ”

"Where do you live?"

"Luo County, Jiuwan Village, three teams."

Luo County!

No wonder Zhu Kang began to have a headache as soon as he entered Luo County, because the hometown sound was kind, which awakened his sleeping memory.

"You were six years old, weren't you?"

"Yes."

"Who else is in the house?"

"Grandpa, grandma, dad, mom, and sister."

"What's Daddy's name?"

"Gong Dazhuang."

Zhao Xiangwan asked a few more simple questions to ease Zhu Kang's nervousness. Wait until he gradually relaxes before continuing with the memories just now.

"Okay, it's raining at night, you're scared of thunder, you hide under the bed, my sister stands by the bed and coaxes you, and then what?"

Zhu Kang's body trembled again, but he still gritted his teeth and continued to remember.

"There were three people who broke in, a man, wearing black rain boots."

"They have knives in their hands, and they are dripping blood."

"One said, there is a child in this family, let's kill it."

"One said, it's a girl, it's a pity."

"One said, hurry up, take your things and leave."

"The knife slashed at my sister's head, and my sister fell to the edge of the bed, and she pulled one hand on the side of the bed and put the other hand to her mouth, in a posture that told me to shut up."

"Three people in rain boots, who don't sound very old, they killed my sister, and one of them wanted to bend down to take a look, but my sister tripped and almost fell, plus my sister was right in front of me when she fell, and they didn't find me."

"When the man tripped and bent over, he held up his right hand on the ground. There was a lightning bolt that struck, and I could see it clearly, and there was a ring of knives on his arm, cyan, very ugly, very terrible. ”

Zhu Kang's voice suddenly became louder: "Yes! It's this tattoo, I see it. ”

Chapter 113: Juvenile Delinquents

◎Does my conscience hurt? ◎

Zhu Kang's voice echoed in the quiet office. At first he muttered, then there was a hint of pathos in his voice, and finally he turned into an angry growl.

"It's this tattoo, I saw it!"

"There were three men who killed my whole family."

"Cuong killed my sister!"

What is sealed in Zhu Kang's memory turned out to be a big case!

The anger in Zhao Xiangwan's heart is burning, this person who is hidden in the knife city, Ah Qiang, is a devil! Demon! The person who committed the murder of the door still has the face to recite the exorcism spell? He's a ghost! Heinous demons!

A warm touch came from the back of Zhao Xiangwan's hand.

When he raised his eyes, he was facing Zhu Kang's eyes.

In Zhu Kang's eyes, there was no longer panic, uneasiness, and inexplicable anxiety, but more sadness, attachment, and deep firmness.

Zhu Kang raised his hand to cover the back of Zhao Xiangwan's hand and pulled her hand away from his head.

Zhu Kang slowly raised his head and looked at Zhao Xiangwan: "I remembered!" ”

Come to think of it?

Zhao Xiangwan withdrew his hand and looked at him in surprise: "Does your head still hurt?" ”

Zhu Kang shook his head: "It doesn't hurt, it's already better." ”

He stood up: "Xiang Wan, continue the trial, this time, I will preside over the trial, and you will make a record." ”

Zhao Xiangwan stood up with him and said without hesitation: "Okay, I'll arrange it." ”

It was late at night, and the lights in the interrogation room were bright.

Lu Fuqiang was taken back to the interrogation room again, and the whole person was a little ashamed.

Haven't you already escaped? Why was it brought here again?

As soon as he raised his head, he was directly in front of Zhu Kang's burning angry eyes, and he was so frightened that he retracted his head between his elbows again, and continued to chant "Heavenly Spirit, Earth Spirit...... Taishang Laojun is as anxious as the law, "Come."

Only this time, the incantation he chanted was almost gibberish, and his heart was panicked like a boiling oil pot, gurgling and bubbling out.

[Who is this policeman?] 】

[It's like Gong Dazhuang! 】

[Didn't you say that a family of six was killed? How is there only one left?! 】

Zhu Kang looked at Ah Qiang, who was pretending to be a ghost in front of him, and said coldly: "Lu Fuqiang! Luo County, Caiqi Township, Jiuwan Village, Gong Dazhuang's family of six killed the family, do you remember? ”

A Xia just appeared, and now there is a Gong Dazhuang, no matter how good Rao is psychological quality and scheming are, Ah Qiang also feels great psychological pressure.

Ah Qiang trembled, raised his hands, hid his head behind his elbows, and began to chant in his mouth again, "Heavenly Spirit, Earth Spirit, all the immortals will soon appear ......"