Controlled experiment

Du Yusheng rubbed his fingers, looked at the dark room, and heard a short and hasty knock on the door.

There are three beeps each time, no more and no less, and it will ring again every few seconds.

Du Yusheng didn't have any weapons on him, and the gun had already been taken away because of his suspension. He didn't know the structure of Li Yao's house, so he could only take a gun from the dining table in the huge living room with the reflection of the iron utensils. A fruit knife, the kind that cuts watermelon, long and sharp.

Du Yusheng held the black handle tightly in his hand.

While listening to the knock on the door, I wondered who this person was.

First of all, it will definitely not be Li Yao. Isn't it sick that he knocks on the door when he comes home?

So, could it be his brother?

Du Yusheng heard the people outside the door beating the anti-theft door. Du Yusheng hid behind the porch, and almost at the same time as the other person pushed the door in, he sent the knife in his hand to the side of the person's aorta without hesitation. .

His movements were so fast and precise that Zhuang Hao hardly had time to react, one foot was still outside the door but he dared not go in any more, he held his breath in a daze and stared at the sharp knife next to his aorta.

"...No, Mr. Li..." Zhuang Hao licked his lips, looked at the knife, and said, "Mr. Li, you can't do it..."

The voice sounded familiar.

Du Yusheng first turned on the light at the entrance, saw Zhuang Hao's face, and then withdrew the knife in his hand with a sneer.

"It's not Mr. Li." Du Yusheng threw the knife on the dining table and said, "It's you, Uncle Du."

Locking the door with his backhand, Du Yusheng looked at Zhuang Hao who was standing at the door and was neither advancing nor retreating. He sat by the dining table and waved to him.

Zhuang Hao walked in cautiously. He may have thought that Li Yao might not be at home, but he never thought that the person at home was actually Du Yusheng. Only when his body was not so stiff, Zhuang Hao slowly leaned on the dining table, his eyes kept scanning the place. Is there anyone else in the room.

Compared with the last time he left his motherland, Zhuang Hao felt that he was in a lot of trouble. In Africa, he sunbathed almost every day. The sad thing is the language barrier. Zhuang Hao lacks even the idioms that can be used in Mandarin. What's more, the English of the African brothers is not suitable for food and housing. He has lost a lot of weight and lacks the necessities of life. Zhuang Hao has not used it for a long time Have a variety of skin care and bath products.

Even the low-quality perfume blended with a few dollars on the roadside is beautiful to him.

Du Yusheng looked at Zhuang Hao and smiled, then tapped the glass dining table with the tip of his knife, and said, "Have you two met?"

Zhuang Hao shook his head.

"Then you are so afraid of me?" Du Yusheng said with a strange smile, "I thought the two of us had met before."

Zhuang Hao didn't speak, his eyes were still looking around.

"What are you looking around here?" Du Yusheng pointed at Zhuang Hao, and said, "What do you think you are? Aren't you all dead? This is called reincarnation? Don't look around, let me tell you, now this The place, I am in charge, understand?"

Are you in charge?

Zhuang Hao was stunned.

Could it be that I have been in Africa all this time, and I don't even know the news that Li Yao and Du Yusheng have made it to this point?

"Where's Li Yao?"

Du Yusheng licked the corner of his mouth and asked, "Which Li Yao are you referring to?"

"..."

Zhuang Hao was stunned, raised his eyes and said, "You know?"

"Understood." Du Yusheng nodded, and said, "Two people are playing tricks on me. He and his brother sang a double reed. Since I can't catch his brother, I won't let Li Yao go. Are you kidding me, I'll let them all die."

Zhuang Hao felt something was wrong.

"You killed him?"

Du Yusheng held back his laughter, picked up the fruit knife on the table and played it in front of his eyes a few times, nodded as if he was serious, pointed the tip of the knife in the direction of the kitchen, and said, "Want some soup? It's stewed in the pot."

Zhuang Hao's face lost all color in an instant, he stood up and wanted to leave, but Du Yusheng was one step ahead of him, and the fruit knife was heavily inserted between Zhuang Hao's fingers.

Li Yao's dining room table is made of glass, unlike wooden knives that can be inserted into it, you can only hold the knife so that the tip of the knife will not slash back and forth between Zhuang Hao's fingers.

A painful cry pierced Du Yusheng's ears.

It's a bit ashamed to say that Du Yusheng was reluctant to do this on Li Yao, but Zhuang Hao came here at this time so desperately that he could only vent his anger on him.The knife inserted between the fingers will not leave any disability, but the pain is real. Du Yusheng looked at Zhuang Hao's painful face, and he still sneered.

"I can kill him, and I can kill you too." Du Yusheng smiled and said, "Why did you come to Li Yao today?"

His hand was fixed on the table because of the knife, Zhuang Hao was sweating profusely from the pain, and his teeth were chattering.

"People are dead, what the hell is the use of asking these questions?" Zhuang Hao roared, "The police are all killing violence, you must be sick!"

"I was suspended. Li Yao didn't tell you about this? Or didn't he come to tell you?" Du Yusheng moved the tip of the knife slightly, and heard Zhuang Hao's screams with satisfaction, and said, "Li Yao is dead now. One is his younger brother, I guess, you must know how to find his younger brother. Even if you don’t know, you should think about it.”

"Jing Mo?" Zhuang Hao grinned and showed a pale smile, "Before the next person dies, you can't find him, unless you wait for him to come to you, and besides, you actually killed Li Yao, Did you know that the only medium who can find Jing Mo is his brother?"

As if he had heard the key, Du Yusheng raised his eyebrows and said, "You mean, Li Yao knows where Jing Mo is?"

Zhuang Hao laughed strangely, looked back at Du Yusheng, and said, "Don't you understand yet? The scapegoat behind all that Jing Mo did was Li Yao. The life trajectory of a person is nothing to talk about. Jing Mo has countless evidences in your hand, the so-called evidence of Li Yao's murder. Now that you kill Li Yao, his only chance to turn around is gone. Jing Mo just needs to do whatever he wants. Send the evidence to your team, and Li Yao's murder will be confirmed."

Du Yusheng was stunned, he looked at Zhuang Hao, the pain in his eyes told him that he was not lying.

"You have seen Jing Mo, and I have seen him too." Du Yusheng said, "He and Li Yao are not alone."

"Jing Mo doesn't even have an ID card." Zhuang Hao thought for a while and added, "Even if he had one, it was issued with Li Yao's identity. What you have seen and found tells about Li Yao's identity." The unclear things are not his, they are all Jing Mo's. Do you remember the villa that 'belongs to him' when you met Li Yao for the first time? It was the villa that Jing Mo bought on purpose. In other words, when you haven't seen Jing Mo, have you ever wondered for a second that those things don't belong to Li Yao?"

Du Yusheng was stunned and couldn't say a word.

He suddenly remembered that maybe the account of "Li Yao" that has been bothering him and constantly getting money into it is not Li Yao's.

Du Yusheng raised his head and looked at Zhuang Hao. His own knife was still inserted between his fingers, and the other party's pain had not been relieved.

"Then, what about Li Yao's relationship with the police station? Why did he know Xiaobai?" Du Yusheng knocked on the table and said, "Don't tell me, this is also Jing Mo's."

Zhuang Hao sneered, raised his chin, and pointed to the kitchen: "Go to the pot and ask him, aren't you awesome? Tell you Du Yusheng, if you have something, you can ask it yourself when you get down to the bottom." Let him go. What else can I let you know with pleasure?"

Du Yusheng curled his lips, thinking that this guy is quite loyal.

Li Yao's relationship was not in vain.

"I'm not that curious about this question. It's okay if you don't say it." Du Yusheng smiled, "But this, you have to tell me, why did you kill my dad?"

Du Yusheng's tone was neither light nor heavy, and seemed plain, but he inserted the knife in his hand deeper.

Regarding this matter, he did not allow Zhuang Hao to lie to him again.

"I still lack a side dish in my pot." Du Yusheng said, "Do you want to go?"

Zhuang Hao gritted his teeth in pain and spat out a few words slowly.

"I didn't kill..."

However, Du Yusheng didn't hear these words because another voice disturbed him.

Li Yao didn't know when he opened the door and walked in.

Looking at the shadow, he was changing slippers at the entrance.

The smell of blood in the room was not light, but Li Yao put on his slippers and walked in as if he ignored it automatically.

The first thing that catches the eye is Du Yusheng's face, his body, and then Zhuang Hao's misfortune. Li Yao glanced at it lightly, walked over and pulled out the fruit knife between Zhuang Hao's fingers, and then put it in the drawer of the living room. He found two rolls of gauze and threw them to Zhuang Hao.

Zhuang Hao was terrified, he looked at Li Yao and the gauze in his hand in disbelief, and confirmed Li Yao's shadow rather viciously.

"...Didn't you make soup?" Zhuang Hao ran to the kitchen with his gauze in his hands, and came back yelling and cursing, pointing at Du Yusheng and cursing, "X your mother, you fucking lied to me. Mr. Li, He fucking said to kill you for stew."

His yelling and cursing were endless.

Li Yao looked back at Zhuang Hao indifferently, and said, "Shut up."

Then he set his sights on Du Yusheng.

"thirsty?"

Du Yusheng ignored Li Yao, but walked over and stood in front of Zhuang Hao, and asked the question just now again.

"Why did you kill my dad? What does he have to do with you?"

Du Yusheng was half a head taller than Zhuang Hao, so Zhuang Hao could only carefully shift his gaze and glance at Li Yao behind him. Li Yao didn't speak, but just shook his head at him.

Zhuang Hao was stunned, you still haven't let go of the fact that Mr. Du didn't die?

Doesn't this make me take the blame?

Zhuang Hao smacked his lips, boldly pointed at Li Yao and said, "...you can ask him."

After finishing speaking, he squatted on the side covering his hands, no matter who spoke, he stopped looking up.

Du Yusheng looked back at Li Yao, sneered, and said, "Is this related to you too?"

Li Yao stared blankly at Du Yusheng without speaking.

Du Yusheng shrugged, and said: "Just now, Zhuang Hao told me that unless there is another death, Jing Mo will not appear. Now I have thought of a solution to this problem."

"……What do you want to do?"

Du Yusheng smiled and said, "There is something that really requires your cooperation." Du Yusheng paused for a moment and continued, "Welcometomygame."

Before leaving, Du Yusheng looked back at Li Yao.

He realized one thing, what if all this was the opposite of what he thought?

For example, Jing Mo was actually the victim, while Li Yao was really the murderer.

Du Yusheng turned his head and waved to Li Yao.

Now there is only one road in front of my eyes, and I will know the ending when I walk down.