Wanderer

Passing through the winding corridor, a delicately carved mahogany door was slowly pushed open, and a very strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine came to the face. Bai Yunqi took a step back involuntarily——his subconscious mind took him back to the When he arrived at the dilapidated small attic, his grandma was standing by the coal stove, boiling a bowl of black medicinal soup, and her blue and white hands were covered with scalded blood blisters.

What is that bowl of medicine for?He didn't know that a pot full of medicine, a small half of it went into his grandma's stomach, and a big half of it splashed on him.

The smell of medicine lingering at the tip of his nose is not too similar to the smell in his memory. What good things can be brewed with three pieces of [-] leaves, unlike this medicine fragrance, it is like burning RMB brightly.

After calming down, Bai Yunqi forcibly pulled his extremely sleepy spirit back to the border of sobriety, symbolically knocked on the door three times, and walked into the smoky room.

I don't know what Bokang has experienced in the past few years, and he has finally become an ordinary person who is dying. His cloudy eyes are slightly turned up, and the edges of his pupils are full of deep blue, and his voice is far from what he talked to Bai Yunqi on the phone three years ago His breath was so unrestrained at that time, his vocal cords were wrapped in phlegm, and each sentence was followed by a heavy gasp.

"Why did you come here?" He complained like a child, but kindly patted the soft chair beside him, motioning Bai Yunqi to sit beside him.

"Sorry." Bai Yunqi was still standing, "I made an appointment to meet with the school teacher in advance, so I can't miss the appointment."

Bokang didn't seem to understand the sarcasm in his words, his eyes lit up slightly: "Are you planning to stay in the capital in the future?"

"Go back to Tongcheng." Bai Yunqi said, "Tomorrow's flight."

Bo Kang asked again: "Have you thought about any plans in the future?"

The topic has reached this level, which completely exceeds the scope of Baikang's "concern" for Bai Yunqi. Bai Yunqi looked around and said calmly: "Investment banks or law firms, how many votes before returning to China?" A resume, after returning to Tongcheng to see the results of the interview."

A little reconciled, Bo Kang said: "In fact, your education and ability will be more developed in the capital..."

"Now that famous universities have expanded their enrollment, and the enthusiasm for going abroad has declined, everything is not so valuable anymore." Bai Yunqi smiled, "Someone is waiting for me in Tongcheng, so I have to go back."

Bo Kang's face froze, testing Bai Yunqi's expression: "You and Wen Hai, you two still..."

Bai Yunqi nodded slightly, and said calmly, "TOEFL."

The half-drinked Chinese medicine was already cold, and the servant next to him saw that Bokang's hand touched the wall of the bowl and took it back, holding the bowl winkingly and retreating.Bo Kang's expression was dull, as if he had encountered a very difficult matter - he didn't expect that Bo Yunqi hadn't broken up with Wen Hai after two years abroad.

"What do you want from me?" Bai Yunqi secretly observed the small room that was more like a "secret room" than a "study room", "I think now, I am to you..." The second half of his sentence got stuck in his throat Li, his eyes fell on the hand that was holding his wrist.

Bai Kang's hands were not at all what a "dominant president" should have. They were as rough as sandpaper, and Bai Yunqi shrank his hand violently before being tightly grasped again.

He thought he should be resentful. Half of his ups and downs in the first 18 years were due to this silver-haired man in front of him. Even his birth was just a "whim" of this man, but he Inexplicably indifferent, without anger or pity, and looking at Bokang with complete indifference.

"Xiaoqi..." Bokang called him tremblingly, "I want...I want to do a paternity test."

The man who stopped Bai Yunqi at the airport rushed in without knocking, and said in a low voice, "Boss, the second lady is back, should you let... less...Mr. Bai leave first?"

Bo Kang stared at Bo Yunqi, and suddenly had a moment of hope that he would hug and recognize that embarrassed boy, and then personally watch him grow into the man he is now, step by step.

"Okay." Bai Yunqi nodded indifferently, "Since it is not convenient for me to stay for a long time, please do it as soon as possible. What samples do you need?"

How like me.Bo Kang thought.This kid is so much like me back then.

……

When the medium-sized airliner headed for Tongcheng jumped up from the Beijing Airport, Wen Hai was frowning at the autopsy report, and Chai Fanwen, who was sitting on his left, said to Su Qing'e: "You mean that although the neck of the deceased was strangled again, But the actual cause of death was stabbing."

"Yes, although the choke marks are obvious, and there are bleeding points around the eyes and mouth of the deceased, but the real cause of death is that the murderer took a thin awl and plunged it into the deceased's heart." Su Qing'e pointed to her chest, "Very precise , killed with a knife."

"The suspect has imprisoned so many girls as sex/slaves, why did he kill this girl?" Xiaofeng asked, "After our inquiry, this girl's parents died. She grew up in an orphanage and returned to the orphanage half a year ago. When the volunteer disappeared on the way, judging from the time, the girl has not been imprisoned for the longest time among the victims, and she obeyed the murderer's orders very well."

Tang Qing: "A girl was killed in front of my eyes, and the rest of the victims didn't know the reason, and didn't even react?"

Su Qing'e took a sip of tea and said, "The murderer added a large dose of sedatives to the girls' food and water, and occasionally... aphrodisiacs, except for the girl who was just imprisoned. Taking these drugs not only makes the victim tranced and often has hallucinations, but also has caused irreversible damage to the brain. Therefore, I personally suggest that, judging from the current situation, it is better not to stimulate the victims... In addition, Two of the victims were pregnant, two months and one month old."

The meeting room suddenly fell silent, and someone cursed: "Fuck!"

"Team Wen." The provincial commissioner looked at Wen Hai who seemed to be in a daze, "What do you think about this case?"

Wen Hai raised his eyes slowly, and glanced at the crowd with different expressions, the familiar look of "who am I, where am I, why do I waste time here" flashed across the corners of his eyes and brows , and then said in a business-like manner: "I insist on the current investigation direction. Regarding Xiaofeng's question just now, I have a hypothesis...the suspect may be affected by Lima syndrome."

Chai Fanwen was taken aback, "You mean the murderer may have fallen in love with the deceased?"

"En." Wen Haixi nodded like gold.

The commissioner raised his eyebrows as if seeing a joke, "Team Wen should explain your analysis in detail, we ordinary people can't understand your point of view."

Xiaofeng looked at the special commissioner with an expression like a sun-drenched dog, but Tang Qing pulled off his sleeves and tried not to have an attack.

Wen Hai: "Because when a man commits violence against a woman, especially when the suspect is playing the role of an absolute controller to satisfy his missing desire to dominate and conquer, strangulation is the most pleasant way to get pleasure. This absolute suppression, The satisfaction obtained by taking the other person's life completely by one's own strength is definitely not something that can be given by killing someone with a knife. The suspect, as a superior, fell in love with a slave, which his self-esteem could not bear, so he had to kill her , but he couldn’t see the girl’s pain, so he gave up directly strangling the deceased in such a completely closed situation without interference from external factors, and instead took the most straightforward assassination to end the life of the deceased. Moreover, according to the photos at the scene, the eyelids of the deceased Put two white paper flowers..."

The special commissioner interrupted him and said firmly: "Do you think that is the murderer's memorial service to the dead?"

"..." Wen Hai closed his eyes, "That's what you say."

After a moment of dead silence, Wen Hai tapped on the table lightly three times.

"Dismiss."

"Damn it, that dog/day's special commissioner..." Chai Fanwen angrily pushed open the door of Wenhai's office. Su Qing'e with a stack of documents.

Wen Hai: "You shut the dog outside before talking about work, what's wrong?"

Chai Fanwen was very angry: "Hey, they all have the same police force and the same equipment. If there is a clue, it is the credit of the sub-bureau. If it is wrong, it is our fault. I didn't pay attention to the guy for a second, so I ran to the bureau. You're like this, I'm fucking..." He was concerned that Su Qing'e didn't say the rest of the words in the presence, but Wen Hai could roughly appreciate the profoundness of Chinese once he saw the mouth shape.

Su Qing'e chuckled: "Xiao Chai calmed down, your liver is not good if you stay up all night, and you are too angry to hurt your body and liver."

"Ignore him." Wen Hai pressed a colored thumbtack on the city map nailed on the wooden board, "Personal grievances."

Before Chai Fanwen could speak, Su Qing'e asked with interest: "You knew that special commissioner before?"

"We are classmates at Long'an Public University."

Chai Fanwen: "...what the hell? Did you snatch someone's girlfriend or did someone copy the fake answer?"

"Did you see the scar on his forearm?" Wen Hai said, "I hit him."

"Are you still fighting?"

"When I was fighting in the alley, you were still learning trigonometry in the classroom." Wen Hai yawned, "So it's just a personal grievance. Anyway, if he can't get a handle on it, he can sue if he wants to."

After coaxing Chai Fanwen, who was still angry, away, Wen Hai said to Su Qing'e, "You're laughing."

But Su Qing'e didn't let him go: "Why didn't Team Wen tell you why you fought with that commissioner?"

Wen Hai thought for a while, "I also forgot whether it was he who lifted my desk or threw my quilt, anyway, it's just those few things, we hit hard, but my injury was not as conspicuous as his. "

"I can understand that he deliberately picked on you now." Su Qing'e was puzzled, "What personal grievances did you have at that time?"

Wen Hai smiled vaguely, and stopped answering.

"Oh, there's one more thing I'm curious about." Su Qing'e closed the folder, "Just now in the conference room, you seemed to disagree with the commissioner's opinion on the two white flowers. What do you think that should represent?"

Wen Hai flipped through the autopsy report and said, "If it's a memorial service, it should be placed on the chest according to common sense."

Su Qing'e nodded: "I have a guess that the murderer wanted to use these two flowers to replace the eyes of the deceased...but what's the meaning?"

"It doesn't represent the eyes, but put it on the eyes." Wen Hai raised his hand and touched his eyelids, "'The first thing she saw when she woke up, whether it was a lion or a bear, Be it a wolf, or a bull, or a good macaque, or a busy ape, she will pursue it with the strongest love.'... The suspect finally confessed his feelings for the deceased, and in the desire to control Driven by her self-esteem and self-esteem, she believed that the deceased should also be full of love for him. The two paper flowers represent lazy love flowers. Put them on the eyes of the deceased. When she opens her eyes and sees herself again, she will Crazy in love with him. But this only analyzes the suspect’s psychology, it doesn’t help the current investigation, so I don’t need to quarrel with the special commissioner in public.”

Su Qing'e smiled "heh", as if she had discovered something very interesting.

Wen Hai was taken aback: "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing." Su Qing'e shook her head, "Just from my personal impression, you don't look like someone who can read or even memorize Shakespeare. The master is right, you are indeed a very interesting kid, you should not be judged by appearances ah."

"..."

Su Qing'e got up and handed over the document in her hand, "My analysis has been marked in it, you can refer to it. Also, count me too gossip today, Team Wen, you have been a little absent-minded all day today, because you are thinking about something else something?"

She was asking casually, but Wen Hai really showed embarrassment, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Uh... That time you asked me to ask for leave and said you were going to pick up your lover at the airport..."

Su Qing'e raised her eyebrows: "Do you still remember this?"

"...If, if you didn't go to the airport to pick up your lover that day because of...um, work." Wen Hai paused for a moment, his face as dead as home: "Is there any way to apologize and make up for it?"

"Oh——" Su Qing'e elongated the ending sound carefully, with a stern look like she was singing an opera, and a sly smile, "Women always have privileges, as for men...how about you order nine hundred and ninety-nine flowers now?" Tie the roses to your salary card and real estate certificate, and kneel on the ground as soon as you meet your lover?"

Wen Hai seemed to be seriously considering this plan, "Is it useful?"

"It's useless."

"..."

"Love! Your thorns have pierced the eyes of those caught in it." Su Qing'e straightened her hair, shaking her slender fingers from side to side, "Love makes people blind. When you love someone deeply, he is blind." There's nothing wrong with that... well, even if he did the bastard thing of leaving you alone at the airport for work."

Wen Hai: "...I'd better kneel down."

Several people came and went in and out of the office, and new information and clues were constantly being reported. Landlines and mobile phones kept ringing, ringing, like war drums with a different tune.

As night fell, Wen Hai was the only one left in the office. He sank in the office chair and turned around, his mobile phone in his hand, full of work calls and text messages. He should have set foot on the border of Tongcheng not four hours ago. The slightest trace of Bai Yunqi - he didn't even reply to Wen Hai's "sincere" "apology" text message.

"How about I make a call?" Wen Hai was worried about the mess of clues, "What should I say when I make a call?"

Hey, are you back home?

——Is this not nonsense?

Oh, are you in Tongcheng?

— more fucking nonsense.

I'm not done yet, you are at home by yourself...

——Come on, stop talking, let's break up.

"Fuck!" Wen Hai scratched his hair frantically, the rich experience of fighting criminals with wits and courage in half a lifetime has become bullshit here, "Fuck it, just resign."

"Tu Tuk Tuk" three times, I don't know how many times the office door has been knocked today, this time the knocker was very gentle, probably a policewoman - if Chai Fanwen and his gang would have broken in like mad dogs .

Wen Hai grabbed the edge of the table, "slid" himself to the back of the desk, cleared his throat, and said, "Come in, what's the matter-you...I...cough! What are you here...do-what?"

"I waited for my boyfriend at home and couldn't wait for a long time, so I went out to find an affair." Bai Yunqi closed the door with his backhand, and walked towards the stupid person at the desk step by step, "Handsome guy, are you alone? How about going to have dinner together?"

"I... um!" Wen Hai trembled all over, and the hand that was going to push Bai Yunqi suddenly changed the direction of force, pulling down the man's slender tie.

The pulleys of the office chair were overwhelmed, and they slid backwards and hit the wall. The back of the head was protected by the other party's hands. Wen Hai was forced to raise his neck. In the end, he felt that this posture might injure cervical spondylosis, so he suddenly stood up and turned around. The perpetrator pressed against the wall.

The person who was trapped between himself and the wall had a leisurely look. He brushed Wen Hai's Adam's apple with his fingertips, and said with a smile: "Handsome guy, hurry up if you want to eat, my lover will come to me later, you can't beat him!" .”

Wen Hai bullied himself and approached him, and the two of them put their noses together, and asked hoarsely, "Then what do you want to eat?"

Bai Yunqi leaned close to his ear and said softly, "You."

The author has something to say:

Thank you all.

In addition, all psychoanalysis is made up.

The section Wen Ge memorized was "A Midsummer Night's Dream".