"Oh my god, this is too tragic! What was inhumane? This was it! This scoundrel who hated society, was hostile to the police, and wanted to disrupt public order should be cut into pieces!”Lin Jing shouted angrily.
"Then do you know why they cut the body into pieces after making it into a human specimen?”Hao Ran asked faintly.
Lin Jing shook her head gently. She really didn't know.
"In order to make it easier to cut, the blood must coagulate first. Therefore, soaking the body in resin was the most convenient way. The almost transparent resin would cover every part of the body. The human body felt like a huge piece of amber. Well, generally speaking, the body that was completely filled with resin was soft and elastic. Most importantly, it would not bleed. In this way, after cutting it into pieces, he could arrange it as he wished. Of course, it would not take any effort. It was simply a piece of cake!”
"Oh, I understand. " This is a typical 'human amber'…" Lin Jing immediately understood. Then, he shouted.
"Yes! However, what a cruel Human Amber!”Hao Ran commented with deep hatred.
At this moment, Lin Jing's voice gradually lowered.""I thought that they would kill the person first before starting to make human specimens. But now, it seemed that Zuo Guang was an exception. The main reason why he was the exception to this cruel treatment should be: He is a police officer, and his identity is different from the other victims…"
"Yes, is there a need to say that? " That must be the case…" Hao Ran continued in pain," And this drug advertisement is simply borrowing the prisoner's tone to say to me: 'Life is full of pain. It's better to be free as soon as possible!'Actually, he didn't need to say it. Ever since the 'specimen incident' three years ago, I've been thinking of committing suicide. Because there was no clue, there was no way to solve the case. I've tortured myself to the point that I can't live anymore. So, you saw how I faced the bullets and bullets without flinching in the process of solving the case at the drone factory. Because, at that time, I always thought: Since he couldn't solve the case, he felt sorry for Zuo Guang. It would be better to just die at the workplace. It was not bad to die in the line of duty and become a hero that was remembered by others! If that's the case, I can go to the netherworld to accompany Zuo Guang. In short, my soul, which had been suffering in pain, was finally free…although I didn't know when I had the thought of committing suicide. But, at the same time, because I was demoted, I became an executive officer. My career as a surveillance officer is over…"
"Then, because of your anger, you were demoted to an executive officer. Don't you regret it?”Lin Jing looked at him with admiration and asked with concern.
"Yes, I've never regretted what I've done. Because no matter what, no matter what the outcome is, whether it is good or bad, it is my own choice. Therefore, to me, there is no such thing as regret in life. The problem is, even if I never regretted being demoted, there was still no progress in this case. I really can't let go of this…Moreover, what's even more infuriating now is: Three years later, the criminal did the same thing and made a farce of the garland girl to provoke me. He openly continued to challenge the authority of the law and disrupt public order. "Trying to reduce the public's sense of security is equivalent to publicly mocking the incompetence of the police again..." Hao Ran frowned in distress.
"May I ask if you have any useful clues about the accomplices who helped Su Xing three years ago?”Lin Jing, who wanted to solve the case as soon as possible, was as eager as Haoran.
"Yes, there is. Right now, I have a photo that Zuo Guang took before he died. I found this last night on Zuo Guang's laptop. Speaking of which, I've opened this laptop countless times over the past three years and carefully examined its contents. However, I never paid attention to this photo. Because the picture was too blurry. Now that he thought about it, this might have been taken on the eve of Zuo Guang's arrest, when he secretly brushed past the criminal. There wasn't enough light to begin with, and her hands were shaking a little when she took the photos. Therefore, this photo, which was almost completely dark, was ignored by me. Last night, Zuo Guang's heroic spirit probably couldn't bear to see me constantly suffer from mental torture, so he gave me a hint in my dream, right? So, early this morning, I rushed to the bureau and found this laptop in the information room. He brought them to the office and checked them one by one. He had finally found this fish that had escaped the net. Look, although this photo is very blurry, you should be able to see the overall outline just like me…"
Hao Ran said as he walked to the clothes rack by the door. He took out a photo from the front pocket of his coat and handed it to Lin Jing with both hands.
Lin Jing quickly stood up and took the photo with both hands. Then, she sat down again and carefully examined the photo.
The image in this color photo was really blurry. The person in the photo looked like a man. Moreover, it was a young and handsome man.
Although the photo was extremely blurry, the general outline could still be seen: The young man was wearing a snow-white shirt. On his neck was an exquisite striped tie. He looked extremely refined. It could even be called refined.
As for his face, he could only see the outline of it. The details of his facial features seemed to be covered by layers of light gauze, making it impossible to see them clearly.
"Yes, it looks like a man. " And he's a very young man…" Lin Jing said with certainty." But do you know his name?"”
" Yes, the name of the picture file is 'Lonely Island'…" Haoran said softly.
Lin Jing immediately fell into deep thought.
At the same time, at the boarding high school girls 'school in the city center.
The bell rang for the end of class, and the students went to the playground to play. Only Liu Chen and Li Shan were left in the classroom.
Liu Chen sat in front of his desk, reading the drama novel Titus Andronicus seriously.
Li Shan walked over and saw her engrossed in reading. He knocked his fingers on the table impatiently and said mysteriously to her,"Hey, you know what? Sha Yue's body has been found…"
" Yes, I know about that…" Liu Chen replied casually.
Then, he continued reading without looking up.
"But you know what? "He Mei hasn't been coming to school since yesterday…" Li Shan continued with an anxious expression.
"Oh, really?" Liu Chen continued to flip through the novel in his hand and replied coldly.
"Hey, are you listening to me seriously?”Liu Chen's absent-mindedness finally angered Li Shan. This caused Li Shan's voice to immediately increase by a few degrees.
" Aiyo, I'm listening..." Seeing that Li Shan was really angry, Liu Chen quickly put down the novel in his hand and raised his head. He said to Li Shan solemnly," Actually, it's not only He Mei... Sun Mei from Class 2 hasn't come to school for the past few days either! Perhaps, it was because something bad was happening in the school right now? "Therefore, some students simply don't come to school…"
"So?" Li Shan asked.
" So what..." Liu Chen asked in confusion.
"So, if you don't know what bad things are happening in the school now, don't spread rumors, okay?”Li Shan said angrily.
"What do you mean?" Liu Chen still didn't understand.
"What I mean is,'Yes, I know what you're thinking…but it's best not to act rashly now. "Otherwise, we might really encounter danger…" Li Shan reminded him patiently.
"But, He Mei, we grew up together! Wasn't it? Shouldn't we search for her in private?”Liu Chen said.
"That's true. However, there was no harm in being careful! Most importantly, how are you going to find her if you don't know where she is? Am I right? Oh, right, is this the novel Senior Linghua lent you to read?”Li Shan asked.
"Yeah!" Liu Chen closed his book and replied with a smile.
"Yes, I always feel that Senior Sister Linghua knows everything! So, if you really want to know about He Mei's recent situation, you might as well go directly to Ling Hua and ask. Perhaps there would be some unexpected gains!”Li Shan suggested enthusiastically.
"Hmm, that works too. Then, I'll go tomorrow afternoon during lunch break! Anyway, he had just finished reading this book. I can even return the book to her!”Liu Chen readily agreed.
"Then…do you want me to go with you?”Li Shan immediately asked with concern.
"Yes, there's no need. Thank you!" Liu Chen declined with a smile.
It was evening in the city.
The setting sun was gorgeous.
On a hospital bed.
Ling One's heart stopped beating.
The doctor gently removed the breathing device placed on Yu Lingyi's face.
Ling One's expression was extremely sorrowful. Even though he had already passed away, the expression on his face was still extremely painful.
Ling Hua, whose eyes were filled with grief, stood in front of his father's bed. He bent down and bowed deeply as a farewell. Immediately, two streams of hot tears silently flowed out of her eyes, but she did not wipe them away.
In her heart, she silently said, Rest in peace, dear father! From now on, I have no relatives in the world. Don't worry, Father. Even if I have to go alone, I will definitely avenge you…"
It was a quiet night.
The bright moonlight shone through the beautiful curved window and directly into Ling Hua's bedroom.
It was late at night.
Ling Hua, who was wearing pink silk pajamas and sleeping soundly, was suddenly awakened by a nightmare. Instantly, she was no longer sleepy.
Thus, she opened her eyes wide and looked at the bright moon outside the window. She muttered to herself,""Father's favorite quote from Kierkegaard: 'It's precisely because humans are better than animals…In other words, humans are the self, the spirit. Therefore, he could truly feel despair. Those who don't know despair will never have hope…'Most of his father's paintings were about dismembered young girls' bodies. This is also a symbol of the contradiction in one's self-consciousness…"
In the darkness, she continued to think."Yes, I respect my father very much. He had always held a deep sense of responsibility as an artist. His creations had always been dedicated to enlightening the public. Even now, I still believe without hesitation: He was a very great illustrator of the current era. Because of this, I can't ignore or even tolerate it. He abandoned his duties halfway through..."
Ling Hua got off the bed and went to the window. He continued to mutter to himself,""Father passed away a few hours ago. In fact, it could also be said that he was already dead. It was just that yesterday, his heart had completely stopped beating. However, it did not matter. This is because my father's unfinished business will be carried out by you and me as his daughter. Wasn't this a great thing? Just thinking about it makes me very excited! Oh, Classmate He Mei…"
At the same time, in an old villa in the suburbs. The spacious living room, the large sofa in the traditional style, the oak coffee table, and the wooden floor... all these silently explained: This castle-style villa was indeed quite old.
Although it was midsummer, the fire in the fireplace was still bright red.
The curtains were lowered.
In order not to attract anyone's attention. The lights in the secret living room were off.
Therefore, the room was not very bright.
The fire in the fireplace could be used for illumination.
At this moment, the two of them were talking softly in the living room.
As the flame rose and fell, the light and darkness intertwined. Everything in the living room appeared and disappeared.
Beside the fireplace stood an old man in his sixties.
His hair was gray.
Every wrinkle on his face seemed to be carved by a knife, silently recounting the vicissitudes of the past.
A young man with a beautiful face was sitting on the silk sofa.
He had handsome features and sharp eyes. His expression was cold and his hair was white.
It was Song Dao.
As the saying goes, a crafty rabbit has three burrows. Whether it was three years ago or now, the secret to Song Dao's ability to escape unscathed after committing crimes was actually because: He had many hiding places. Therefore, no matter how the police searched, he could always escape unscathed.
For example, at this moment, the police launched a thorough investigation of the entire city.
He, on the other hand, was hiding in an old castle villa far away from the city center, chatting leisurely with people.
" Although cerebral stroke due to lack of positive stress isn't the official name of the disease, it's said that most of the people whose cause of death is unknown or who suffer from heart failure are actually caused by this cause…"
" I've heard of it…" The old man standing by the fireplace said," It seems to say: The drawbacks of excessive pressure reduction treatment…"
"Hehe, I've heard of it before." A moderate amount of stress can stimulate the immune system…" Song Dao immediately smiled and said," After the research results were announced, it was even recognized by the public. They all thought that the effect was good! This could even be said to be the value of life. The meaning of life…"
Song Dao said as he gently patted the back of the sofa beside him.
The old man was smart and immediately understood. Hence, she quickly walked over and sat beside Song Dao.
" However, the result of the regularized psychological diagnosis is numbness to stress. There are even patients who are unable to receive normal cognitive stimulation…"
" Sigh, living like this is no different from dying…" The old man sitting next to Song Dao sighed.
" The next step is the loss of autonomous nervous system function…" Song Dao nodded slightly and continued patiently," Unable to maintain vital signs.”
"Sigh, in the end, it's really sad! Humans cherished themselves too much. As the top species in the world, they had degenerated instead.”The old man could not help but sigh.
" Speaking of which, although the medical technology is so advanced now, the average lifespan shown in the statistics has a tendency to shorten. "Although these are all data that can't be made public…" Song Dao sighed helplessly.
"Of course. In this era, everything that could be considered the meaning of life had withered away. Nowadays, no one would seriously discuss the ideal state of life with others.”The old man softly echoed.
" Even Ling Hua's father, Ling Yi, who was mentioned before, is also a cerebral stroke patient who lacks positive pressure…"
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