There are also small villages around Yancheng that have been sucked away by big cities and labor force. They have been refusing to develop for twenty years. Xiao Haiyang drove over by himself. Because of his bad eyes, he fell off when there was a pit and turned himself into a look of no one. As soon as he got off the car, he was slipped by the broken ice slag on the ground. He limped and was followed by half a village by a very incompetent yellow dog. Finally, he met the local police officer who had contacted in advance.

The police drove away the big yellow dog who was learning to walk by the cripple: "I remember that the incident happened back then. Lao Sun's family had two sons. The second family gave birth to a girl. Only one of the old people was so cute. He was so naive that he was so mean. That year, the kid might think that his second uncle was unwilling to give money to him. He thought he was the leader and that the whole family should be his. Anyway, a group of relatives had a very unhappy New Year. Within two days, the girl in the second family fell into an ice hole and drowned. She was only three years old and no one was like taking it out."

The police took Xiao Haiyang to a small police station. The person in charge of household registration did not have a separate office. He cut a small room next to him and hung a sign. There was a female policewoman on duty. An old man was sitting opposite her, not sure what certificate was being issued.

The policeman greeted him, went straight in, found the prepared files, pointed to one of the photos and said: "This is the father of the girl who died unexpectedly, the second son of the Sun family, named Sun Jian."

Xiao Haiyang didn't care about the snot flowing out, took a hard breath, looked carefully, and found the photo of the fake security guard "Wang Jian" in Longyun City: "Show me, is this a person?"

The fake security guard "Wang Jian" is probably more than teenage years old. He is so angry that his cheeks are deformed. The bones on his cheeks have changed shape, the flesh on his face lacks support, and they collapse together. The bridge of his nose is not very natural. The raised cartilage almost breaks out of the skin, making his eye sockets look deeper and a little sinister.

Xiao Haiyang consulted a professional, and the fake security guard "Wang Jian" must have had a knife on his face.

One is a middle-aged security guard with a gloomy temperament that is hard to mess with at first sight, and the other is a gentle young father. At first glance, no one will associate them with them.

The policeman stared at it for a while: "It's a bit like this, especially the mole on his chin... Alas, but this has changed too much, so I dare not say it."

Xiao Haiyang: "Do you have DNA and fingerprint records?"

"Oh, there is really no this," the police officer shook his head, "It's too long, and there wasn't so much attention at that time. Although the girl's parents insisted that it was the nephew who did it, no one saw it, there was no evidence, and he himself was suffocating and refused to admit it. We had no choice. Such a young child could not walk steadily. It was said that he would not run into the snow and snow by himself. It was indeed strange to die, but he couldn't say who was the one. Finally, after checking for a long time, he had to leave it alone... Oh, by the way, he signed a word after finishing the transcript, and it should still be kept. Is this useful?"

This person's real name is "Sun Jian", and the fake security guard is "Wang Jian". There is a exactly the same word in the middle. The security guard has to sign every day when he is on duty in Longyun City. Xiao Haiyang was shocked: "Okay, show it to me!"

The police quickly found the signature document of that year for him. Xiao Haiyang judged with his naked eyes that the two signatures should have been written by the same person: "I need to find a professional opinion for handwriting identification experts, thank you."

The police sent him out enthusiastically: "It should be, please ask any questions if you have any questions."

At this time, the old man who was issuing the certificate suddenly turned his head and looked at Xiao Haiyang with his turbid eyes: "The little bastard from the Sun family threw the three-year-old girl into the ice hole and drowned alive. You didn't care and let him go. What happened later? The boy himself fell into the ice river and drowned. Retribution, hey!"

The policeman went to promote legal education to the old man with a bitter face, but Xiao Haiyang was stunned and didn't know how to answer for a moment. At this time, his phone rang, he came to his senses and hurried out of the small police station.

Lang Qiao said quickly on the other side of the phone: "How are you? I found a clue from the fake front desk waiter. My real name should be 'Wang Ruobing'. There is a sister. More than ten years ago, there was a case of a cram school teacher molesting a female student. The incident was quite serious at that time, but the victim was unwilling to stand up. There was insufficient evidence, so he could only let the person go. Wang Ruobing's sister was one of the victims, and he committed suicide because of this."

"I found a fake security guard," Xiao Haiyang struggled to stretch out his frozen hand and opened the file bag. "The original name may be 'Sun Jian'. His daughter was pushed down from the ice cave when she was three years old. The crime was relatively remote. However, it was in Yancheng's jurisdiction and was transferred by the municipal bureau... The fake Zhao Yulong didn't need to be seen anymore. The husband of one of the victims of the case signed the letter when he recognized the body. He should have had plastic surgery. I looked for an expert. In addition to the mandible, the bridge of the nose and forehead, other facial features are basically in line with each other."

"Fake couriers and fake patrolmen only have small photos on fake certificates, especially fake patrolmen. The fake certificate was taken by the boss with his mobile phone in night mode, so it is difficult to identify it," said Lang Qiao. "But I went to look through the remaining unfinished cases and found that several close relatives of the victims were suspected to be in line with... Alas, little glasses, can we basically confirm now, and the people who have been threading needles in the middle and are the victims of the unfinished cases that were planned to be included in the album at that time?"

Xiao Haiyang also recalled the "retribution" that the old man gritted his teeth just now, and responded absent-mindedly.

Lang Qiao asked: "What are they doing? Doing the law for heaven?"

Xiao Haiyang was silent for a while: "Wait, I'll contact Team Luo."

However, Luo Wenzhou did not contact him, and his cell phone was lying in his pocket in a quiet voice.

Luo Wenzhou stood aside with his arms held, watching Fei Du write and draw on paper, and hesitated: "It is said that memory calls for such things, and we still need to find a special hypnotist. I feel that I may not be of use in this regard. After all, seeing a lively and warm young man like me is easier for people to cherish the present and look forward to the future."

"I don't need a hypnotist, nor do I need memory awakening. I need to deduce a truth." Fei Dutou said without raising his head. "The brain sometimes automatically creates some deceptive memories, but the fabricated memories will blur the details and try to confuse the inherent logic of the event. I need you to ask questions from the perspective of the bystander and help me find something covered by memory."

Luo Wenzhou frowned: "Do you believe what the driver said?"

"They call themselves 'recitors'," Fei Du threw the pen on the table and paused, "To be honest, senior brother, don't you think this recitor is very similar to me?"

Luo Wenzhou's face turned cold and he said stiffly: "I don't think so at all."

Fei Du smiled, and did not take it to his heart, continuing: "I always thought that I had learned from 'them' the way I collected victims and used their material or emotional weaknesses to do things for me, but now I feel that what I do is more like 'readers' - if there is something in between the two people, it is likely that there is some connection."

Luo Wenzhou frowned.

"The driver told me that the head of the reciter, the 'teacher' they said, cannot come to see me now - there are two possibilities. First, the person who is worried about me will immediately sell him to the police; second, literally, he himself cannot come to see me, which may be because of his lack of freedom or for health reasons. When the driver retweeted, the word used was 'I'm sorry I can't come here in person', so I prefer the latter."

Luo Wenzhou walked two steps: "Teacher Pan is now listed as a key survey subject and cannot go back home. He is not free. He also has a teacher... Master's wife, she is in the hospital because of health reasons. Who do you doubt the two of them?"

"They both have a problem."

Luo Wenzhou: "What?"

"Money." Fei Du said, "Whether creating a fake identity or supporting his group of people, eavesdropping, tracking, and purchasing illegal weapons - every plan and every action requires a large amount of funds, which is not cheaper than raising wanted criminals. Either he has money himself or someone has funded it, this one can reduce the scope of the suspect to a very small one. If it is within Yancheng, if it is counted with one hand, I will count it."

"Fei Du, I have something to say," Luo Wenzhou turned around and looked at him seriously, "I don't like your tone."

When he was cursing, he might not have been in his heart. When he was really angry, his expression became calmer and colder.

Fei Du did not respond, avoided his gaze slightly, and continued, "...Fei Chengyu is also considered one, if he didn't lie down."

Luo Wenzhou stared at his temples with a low look and looked at him for a moment: "I thought suspiciously that if I could buy the caregiver, it would be impossible to disguise myself as a vegetable."

Fei Du smiled: "When Fei Chengyu was rescued in the hospital, I sent someone to follow his attending doctor for 24 hours. The nursing staff changed one week. I had all the resumes of everyone since birth. Until the hospital notified me that his brain was irreversible, I transferred him to the hospital several times on the grounds of finding a new treatment plan. I confirmed that the same diagnosis was obtained, and then moved him to the nursing home. Even so, I still looked for someone to keep an eye on him for more than a year until I basically mastered his group."

Luo Wenzhou: "...Why didn't you just suffocate him to death with the quilt?"

"I thought about it, but after thinking about it, I suffocated him to death, and there was no other use except to expose myself in advance," said Fei Du. "What I want to find out is the shadow behind him, leave him a breath, and just make the other party feel like a thorn in his throat."

Luo Wenzhou sat down opposite him.

"I broke into the basement for the first time and was lucky enough not to be discovered," Fei Du said bluntly, "I sneaked in again half a year later, but this time I was not lucky and I was caught. After that, Fei Chengyu emptied his basement... It was roughly this process, but how did I get in and what happened after being caught, and the impression was always very vague."

Luo Wenzhou thought for a while and said, "Start with how you got in - how many sets of passwords do you have in your hands that you were going to try and make mistakes?"

Fei Du: "The most likely alternative answer is three groups."

"If you enter the password in your basement wrongly, you will call the police. That is to say, the probability of your success is less than 30%," Luo Wenzhou said. "If it were me, I might try it. At worst, my dad would be beaten up - but based on my understanding of you, you should be more cautious."

Even if Fei Du is not a cautious person innately, his acquired growth environment is destined. He will be more cautious than others. After all, being caught by Fei Chengyu is not a problem of being beaten up or squatting at the door to write an examination.

Fei Du nodded slowly.

"Unless someone has given you a reminder, this person doesn't look like Fei Chengyu, it can't be a nanny like your lantern, and other outsiders... I think you may not believe it easily. If you do not follow it, if someone has given you a reminder, it can only be your mother," Luo Wenzhou said, "It's up to you to what you dreamed of that day."

Fei Du: "Yes."

"The second question, you just said, when you first entered the basement, you felt like she was watching you and then covering you out. The second time, she prompted you for your password, and you should know that you sneaked into the basement. Why didn't she have time to cover you this time?"

Fei Du supported his elbows on his knees, his fingertips pressed against his chin, and he frowned involuntarily - his memory here became more and more blurry and he couldn't remember it.

"Okay," Luo Wenzhou waited for a moment, "What were you doing before Fei Chengyu discovered it? What was the last thing you saw?"

"...computer?" Fei Du thought for a long time, "it should be that his computer password is the same as the basement."

Luo Wenzhou: "Did Fei Chengyu suddenly come in when you were looking through his computer?"

Fei Du's brows frowned even tighter. After a while, he said with mercy: "...it shouldn't be."

It shouldn't be - this scene, just listening to the description makes him feel creepy. If this is the case, Fei Du feels that he will definitely react when he opens a laptop with a similar model in the future.

"It's certainly not," Fei Du thought about this line of thought, "I think I might have heard something before that, and where have I been hiding."

After all, Luo Wenzhou was not a professional, and he didn't know what to say at this time, so he had to wait quietly for Fei Du to think slowly. He suddenly felt that when Fei Du recalled Fei Chengyu, he was not like a boy fearing his father, or even a scumbag who was domestic violence. He was simply like a monster - the terrifying monster that grinds teeth and sucks blood in a nightmare.

Why?

Has Fei Chengyu really never done anything to him as his "heir"?

Luo Wenzhou suddenly squeezed the teacup tightly, and the bottom of the teacup hit the table, making a few light sounds.

At this time, Fei Du suddenly stared at his teacup: "Porcelain...I heard the sound of cups and plates of porcelain colliding, and Fei Chengyu said something..."

What did Fei Chengyu say?

There seemed to be a thorn in Fei Du's temple, endlessly, jumping faster and faster, and it was almost exploded.

"'No need'." Fei Du whispered in a whispering manner, "He said...'We don't need'."

"He said 'we don't need'," Luo Wenzhou immediately asked, "that is, he brought the guests, and your mother brought them tea? Who are the guests?"

A vague shadow appeared in Fei Du's mind, but he just couldn't remember who that person was. It seemed that he had clearly seen the point of knowledge he encountered during the exam. He clearly remembered every word and sentence around him, but he couldn't remember the one in it.

He couldn't help but feel a little chest tightness and coughed as if he couldn't breathe.

It was this reaction again. Luo Wenzhou's pupils shrank and he asked in a deep voice: "What has Fei Chengyu done to you?"

Fei Du didn't answer and waved his hand at him.

Luo Wenzhou grabbed his shoulder: "Fei Du, you are professional. Tell me what is the concept of 'Post Traumatic Stress Disorder' and what are the symptoms?"

Fei Du finally took a breath: "I don't..."

"there is nothing?"

"Trauma," Fei Du noticed his hoarseness and cleared his throat hard. He said, "Fei Chengyu really never hit me, nor did he cause personal injury to me. Otherwise, wouldn't I have to go to the hospital afterwards? If I really mobilized so much, I wouldn't even remember this."

Luo Wenzhou looked at Fei Du in surprise for a moment: "When did 'trauma' specifically refer to physical trauma? Fei Du, tell the truth, have you passed the final exam - it's okay, I won't laugh at you for the make-up exam."

"I don't have any mental trauma problem," Fei Du leaned back slightly and raised his eyebrows slightly. "You should feel that my empathy ability is very poor, with almost no empathy and compassion, lack of shame, and fear than ordinary people. The autonomic nerve reaction activities related to anxiety are weak. If you add high aggression, it is basically no different from Fei Chengyu. I don't really think of him, so I later forced correction with the help of electric shock."

Luo Wenzhou felt that he had finally encountered his core problem, and he looked at the handsome young man opposite him in a daze. Before this, he always felt that Fei Du's occasional "bad evaluation" of himself was annoyance, a way to find fault, or even find unhappy when he was in a bad mood. But he did not expect that the words he said were not "bad evaluation", but objective statements as if he stated his "name, gender, age and ethnicity".

"...No," Luo Wenzhou said with some difficulty, "I didn't feel it."

Fei Du met his gaze, and suddenly for some reason, he regretted asking Luo Wenzhou to help him recall this incident. Fei Du suddenly stood up: "If you really can't remember it, forget it, I'll ask them if they chased the driver. Since the reciter has surfaced, there are always traces to follow, and it's also the same through other methods..."

Luo Wenzhou grabbed him, and at the same time, Fei Du's cell phone rang.

Fei Du: "Wait..."

Luo Wenzhou staggered him, hugged his waist from behind, and held his hand that was about to answer the phone: "You said that when you broke into Fei Chengyu's basement for the first time, it was your mother who attracted his attention. After you took the opportunity to escape, why didn't you dare to see how he treated her?"

Fei Du's fingers trembled involuntarily.

Luo Wenzhou raised his hand and pressed his chest: "Do you feel guilty when you didn't save her? Are you feeling uncomfortable? You have always been suffering from it now, right? So you never think about it, almost thinking that you have forgotten. Fei Du, have you really forgotten?"

Fei Du subconsciously made a profit: "I don't..."

"Didn't you say that Fei Chengyu had asked you to watch when he abused her?" Luo Wenzhou said in his ear, "You close the door and know what she will encounter, right? Tell me-"

The singing of Fei Du's phone ring seemed to be out of tune, just like what he heard when he came home from school that weekend, when he saw her cold body. In an instant, he remembered a dream that seemed to have been repeated many times: the woman had a suffocating face, and lay on the ground with a blue face, questioning him: "Why don't you save me?"

He struggled violently unconsciously and knocked down the tea set on the coffee table. The small porcelain cup rolled on the hard floor, and broke the ground with hot water. The sound of shattering bones coincided with his memory.

He was pulled out of the small cupboard under the bookcase, and then heard the screams of a woman. The expensive porcelain was broken all over the floor. Fei Chengyu grabbed her hair and wiped the ground from the fragments all over the ground. A man next to him watched the farce indifferently.

He subconsciously treated the tall guest as a cover and hid behind him. The man lowered his head, smiled at him condescendingly, and even touched his hair gently. He said, "Boy, it's not okay to just hide."

Fei Chengyu seemed to notice him, and his bloodshot eyes looked at him, and Fei Du felt his heartbeat breaking.

A familiar suffocation surged, and Fei Chengyu put the metal ring around his neck.
Chapter completed!