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Blind, don't cry. "

When the old couple thought of the dead only daughter, they were willing to hold it in their palms since they were young, and they didn't know what sin they did to meet that kind of scum.

The two wiped away their tears, and when they calmed down, Gu Xingchen asked, "Can I go into Hongmei's room and take a look?"

Guan's father stretched out his hand and pointed inside: "It's the one inside. After Hongmei left, only her mother would go in to clean it occasionally."

(44) Interrogation

Guan Hongmei's room is very simple, with a bed, a wardrobe, a table and a chair. The room is cleaned cleanly. There are many paintings on the wall with bright colors and lines, which are attached to one wall.

Gu Xingchen looked at the paintings on the wall, which were somewhat abstract, but she could feel Guan Hongmei's mood when she was painting.

She reached out her hand as if to touch it, but she didn't.

"She likes drawing very much." Gu Xingchen said.

Father Guan, who followed in, looked at those paintings, and was inevitably moved by the scene. He only glanced at them, waved his hand and said, "She has never played with anyone since she was a child, and then she fell in love with painting for some reason. It's okay, it's fun anyway. But I regret sending her to learn painting."

As Guan's father talked, his eyes turned red again, and he rubbed his hands together, feeling at a loss, as if he had done something wrong.

"I only regret that I didn't choose a good teacher for her, and I misread that scumbag!" Father Guan blamed himself, why didn't he see the true face of that scumbag back then.

Gu Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "Every painting can show the mental state of the painter at that time, and she feels very happy when painting."

Mama Guan said: "I can't understand it either, but it's comfortable to look at. It's rare to remember her happiness when she was painting. She can't tell, but I can see it."

Mama Guan held Papa Guan's arms with both hands, with a bitter expression on her face. She wanted to smile but couldn't. The old couple leaned on each other and supported each other in the pain of losing their beloved daughter.

Gu Xingchen didn't intend to touch their wounds, it was just what the truth required.

"Maybe my request is presumptuous, but can I take these paintings with me?" Gu Xingchen suddenly mentioned.

Qin Jing probably understood Gu Xingchen's intention, and added: "After the end, the original will be returned."

After a moment of silence, Father Guan raised his hand and said, "Take it away, those scumbags have all been punished, and these paintings are just objects to keep. If they can still help solve the case, Hongmei will be happy too."

He never looked at those paintings again, maybe it would make him sadder and more reluctant.

Qin Jing said solemnly: "Thank you."

Qin Jing signaled Jiang Wei, Jiang Wei went to the car to get gloves and a bag for evidence, carefully took off the paintings and put them away.

Jiang Wei held the evidence bag and asked, "What use are these paintings to the case we are investigating?"

"Of course it is of great use." Gu Xingchen said.

Qin Jing explained: "These are bait."

"Bait?" Jiang Weiyi asked with a questioning face, not understanding what it meant at all.

Jiang Weiyi was stunned, Gu Xingchen leaned on the car, and explained: "The murderer may have committed many crimes, but the one that leaves the deepest impression is often the first one."

"How deep can it be?" Jiang Wei continued to ask.

"It can directly change the murderer's thinking. For ordinary people, the fear and tension they face when killing people, but what the murderer feels is comfort and pleasure. Killing becomes a matter of course. The deeper the thought, the easier it will be for the murderer to deal with the scene. The cleaner it is."

Qin Jing explained so patiently and carefully for the first time, which surprised Gu Xingchen. The last time she saw him answering so patiently was when he was lecturing.

After returning to Jiangbin City, Qin Jing arranged for someone to take Liu Mingsen back to the police station for investigation.

trial room--

"Meet you again, Miss Gu." Liu Mingsen greeted Gu Xingchen very politely first.

Gu Xingchen said: "Doctor Liu, I hope you will cooperate with the investigation."

Liu Mingsen smiled slightly and said politely, "Naturally, but what case should I cooperate with in the investigation?"

"In the Sipingqiao case, Lorna was killed." Gu Xingchen pushed Lorna's photo in front of Liu Mingsen.

Liu Mingsen took a look, spread his hands, and asked with some doubts: "Isn't that case already investigated?"

"Now we suspect that you are suspected of killing Luo Na, the deceased in the Sipingqiao case."

Liu Mingsen remained calm, and replied seriously: "But I don't know the deceased."

"We currently have witnesses confirming that you had contact at the bar where the deceased worked."

As for the witness, it is Lin Xuan, the owner of the bar. This is the so-called evidence Lin Xuan provided last time.

Gu Xingchen stared at Liu Mingsen from the beginning to the end, without any fluctuation in his expression and eyes.

Liu Mingsen explained: "It is impossible for me to remember the service staff in all the places I have been to."

"Then, when Lorna was killed, where were you and what did you do on the night of June 6?" Gu Xingchen asked routinely.

"Unless there is a meeting or work, if not, I should be at home that night."

Gu Xingchen asked again: "Then who can testify?"

Liu Mingsen shook his head: "I live alone, so no one can prove it."

I also investigated the surveillance cameras near Liu Mingsen's residence, but unfortunately, the nearby surveillance cameras broke down long before the incident, and they have not been repaired, so they cannot mobilize the surveillance cameras to check the authenticity.

Gu Xingchen turned to ask again: "Then five years ago, there was a case where a lawyer was killed and dumped in the wilderness. I wonder if Dr. Liu has heard of it?"

Hearing about this case, Liu Mingsen was really touched, probably because he didn't expect to find out about the incident five years ago.

The fluctuation in his eyes disappeared immediately, and he asked, "What case?"

"The deceased was a lawyer, Chen Jinnan, do you still remember this person?" Gu Xingchen took out another photo and handed it over.

Liu Mingsen took a look and denied, "I don't have any impression."

Even though he may know that they have found out what happened five years ago, he still remains calm.

It has to be said that when a thoughtful and calm person becomes a murderer, the result is undoubtedly terrible. He can destroy all possible evidence and calmly face police interrogation.

Facing Liu Mingsen's calm gaze, Gu Xingchen felt that he was really taking a gamble.

"Five years ago, lawyer Chen Jinnan met you as the defendant's lawyer in a lawsuit. At that time, you were the plaintiff Guan Hongmei's psychiatrist to testify for the plaintiff." Gu Xingchen reminded Liu Mingsen.

"Do you still remember Dr. Liu?"

At this time, Liu Mingsen made a suddenly realized expression, and said: "Ah, so it is like this, I have some impressions."

Gu Xingchen said solemnly: "Now it is not only suspected that you are involved in the murder of Luo Na, but also suspected that you are related to the death of the defendant and the defendant's lawyer Chen Jinnan."

"Do you have evidence?" Liu Mingsen raised the corners of his lips slightly, his eyes were still calm, and he was very confident in the result of his handling.

For this, Gu Xingchen also admired him. He carefully selected the victims, used the imagery to deduce the crime scene, and finally, he retreated without any pressure.

She laughed and asked back, "You did it perfectly, didn't you?"

"I reserve my opinion on this." Liu Mingsen's answer was vague.

"You encouraged Guan Hongmei to paint, didn't you?"

(45) Moving

Gu Xingchen is not suspicious, but convinced that painting is the method Liu Mingsen proposed to Guan Hongmei. Guan Hongmei not only regards painting as a hobby, but also a kind of spiritual sustenance. Such spiritual sustenance must be trusted by her handed over to her.

"I can refuse to answer questions that have nothing to do with the case." Liu Mingsen looked away, obviously refusing to answer.

Gu Xingchen didn't take it seriously. She naturally knew that he could not answer. They had no evidence to prove that Liu Mingsen had a problem. She just hoped to find Liu Mingsen's emotional hot spot.

"Of course you can refuse to answer, but that doesn't mean I won't ask, and I didn't force you to answer."

Gu Xingchen continued to ask: "I think Dr. Liu still remembers Guan Hongmei?"

Liu Mingsen's eyes were a little relaxed, his jaw was tense, and he said, "I remember."

"Guan Hongmei likes painting very much. Did you recommend it, Dr. Liu?"

Liu Mingsen spread his hands: "Yes, she lost her voice at birth. She needs a proper way to express her emotions. She likes to express her emotions with colors and lines."

This is nothing more than a normal treatment method, but this method caused Guan Hongmei to encounter an accident.

"Have you ever regretted letting her learn to paint?"

Liu Mingsen asked in confusion, "Why do you regret it?"

His answer was very frank, and it was his true thoughts.

Gu Xingchen took out the file bag, opened it, and asked, "Has Dr. Liu seen Guan Hongmei's paintings?"

"Does this have something to do with the case?" Liu Mingsen casually glanced at the file bag in Gu Xingchen's hand, and his curiosity was not well concealed for a brief glance.

Gu Xingchen said affirmatively: "Of course, this is the beginning of all cases."

She took out some of the paintings inside, and laid them neatly in front of Liu Mingsen one by one.

"Doctor Liu, you just said that Guan Hongmei likes to express her emotions with colors and lines. So, have you really understood her paintings?"

Subtle lines with warm colors are Guan Hongmei's hope for life.

"The lower corners of these paintings are all marked with dates. This is what she drew after every psychological counseling session."

A date is marked in pencil in the lower right corner of each painting, and the intervals are very regular.

Liu Mingsen looked at those paintings, and he deliberately wanted to look away, but he didn't look away in the end.

The corners of his tightly pursed lips relaxed, and Mance said methodically: "This allows me to see her potential emotional expression clearly, so after each psychological counseling, I will advise her