Chapter 390 The village guard, who is the murderer
Bai Yue was very enthusiastic: "Come on, sit down, sit down and talk slowly, how tired you are when you stand."
No one knew where she was. Bai Yue had always been cold to the murderer and had never been so polite.
Ding Miao probably knew that he could not escape the disaster today, so he was very calm. After listening to Bai Yue's invitation, he really came over today and sat down on the spot.
Bai Yue even stuffed the pen and paper into Xie Pingsheng's hand and asked him to record it.
Such a severe schizophrenia is hard to come by and is a rare case. Although she has read a lot of information at home and abroad over the years, she has never encountered it.
Research and understanding Ding Miao can further gain a deep understanding of this case. Maybe she will never encounter a second dual personality in her life, but what if there is no end to learning.
Ding Yan didn't care what Bai Yue did. He thought for a while: "Actually, to be precise, I know him, but he doesn't know me."
"Old Kong is my father. He is a wandering painter. He came here twenty-six years ago and met my mother. She was newlywed and widowed at that time, a widow, and the youngest daughter-in-law of the village chief of Yucun."
Jian Yu and Bai Yue looked at each other. Ding Yan said that, just like the data records, it turns out that the fire was caused by this incident.
Ding Yan said: "They are both pitiful people, and they are both sick. They made an appointment to elope and leave, but they were discovered first. In order to protect their face, the village chief's family wanted to burn their mother to death."
"On the day of the execution, my father tampered with trouble. Of course, the village chief was tyrannical and arbitrary, and there were no other enemies in the village. It was just that the fire broke out, which led to a disaster."
Bai Yue had a vague guess before. Even if he was just an outsider, he would be fine if he had one life to kill three or five people. He would burn all the villagers to death. This would be impossible.
It's a different matter if there is a traitor.
Ding Yan said: "No one expected that the fire would burn so much. My father was shocked. In a panic, he snatched his mother and hid it."
Jian Yu said coldly: "He not only robbed your mother and hid it."
"Yes, there are more than ten people." Ding Yan smiled and said, "It was actually an accident. Those ten people ran out by themselves. My father recognized several of them and added fuel to the fire of his mother's affairs. He was unbearable.
So they led them to the abandoned cellar. They were also shocked and went with them."
"The fire burned for a long time before it was destroyed. After the government came to count the bodies, the bodies were buried. The remaining people followed. In fact, there were so many people in a village, and the bodies were stacked with corpses, so they couldn't count them clearly. There were more than a dozen less
I didn't notice it myself."
"My father was stimulated in that fire, sometimes good and sometimes bad, and his mother was depressed. In less than two years, she gave birth to Ding Miao and passed away."
Xie Pingsheng wrote a poem like flying, and he thought that this family is very loyal. What is the matter of his family compared to them?
Ding Yan said: "My father is a painter. The twisted expressions of the villagers who were in the fire that day left a deep mark in his heart, so he began to try to draw them, but he was powerless. After Ding Miao was born, his father forced him to learn painting and was surprised.
I found that he was very talented."
This is all ordinary, and everyone can guess the past.
"Until one day, my father was extremely dissatisfied with Ding Miao's paintings. He believed that Ding Miao could not draw souls because he had not seen them with his own eyes. That night, he pulled out a man who had been imprisoned in the cellar.
Burned to death in front of Ding Miao.”
"It was that night that Ding Miao went crazy, and I was awakened."
"Ding Miao resisted his father, and the two wrestled and hit their heads. After waking up again, he became confused. And Ding Miao, I don't remember anything."
"He thought he was just a wandering painter. When he arrived in Yu Village, he saw that the scenery was different from the other side. He stayed there. And his father, day after day, was in a daze."
Everyone suddenly felt that if this was the case, it would be a good solution. At least for Ding Miao, it would be a good ending. Old Confucius deserved it, but Ding Miao never missed anything.
Ding Yan poked a meat pie in front of him, and his tone suddenly became gloomy: "The scene of the man rolling in the fire that day was firmly engraved in Ding Miao's mind. He drew it, lifelike. But he drew something else,
But I am always unsatisfied. I am him, so how can I bear to watch him go around? Besides, the people in the cellar are all the culprits who killed my mother..."
After hearing this, everyone understood it clearly.
The case of two people seems to be three people.
Ding Miao knew nothing, and he just drew the so-called scene in his dream, he didn't even know Ding Yan's existence.
Ding Yan is a planner, and he knows everything about designing various details, but he doesn't appear most of the time. He just looks at Ding Miao and Lao Kong's food, clothing, housing and transportation.
Old Kong was controlled by Ding Yan as a strong laborer. When he needed him, he would wake him up with a secret code. When he didn't need it, he would be confused.
Xie Pingsheng stopped writing and asked a question he had been asking just now: "If you count this way, who is the murderer?"
Of course, he could also see at a glance that the murderer was Ding Yan, the accomplice was Lao Kong, or he should be called Lao Ding now. But Ding Miao and Ding Yan share the same body, killing one is killing two, and saving one is saving two, and want to
How to judge.
Jian Yu was also stumped, and he had never encountered such a situation before. However, before reading the old case files, there were also many crazy people who were crazy. However, no matter whether they were pretending to be crazy or stupid, the murderer was the murderer, and these were not escapes from the blame.
Reason for
He turned to look at Bai Yue, who looked thoughtful.
"Yue'er?" Jian Yu called out, "What's wrong with you?"
Are you also worried about who the murderer is?
Bai Yue came to his senses. She was not thinking about this case at this time.
There is no suspense in this case now. How to judge the dual personality? This issue is still controversial even in her era. She has no good suggestions. It is best to throw it to the local government and let them decide.
What she was a little surprised was that Jian Yu, Liang Meng, and Xie Pingsheng, all accepted Ding Miao's body well.
"You..." Bai Yue couldn't help but say, "Ding Miao said there were two people in his body. Don't you think it's strange? Don't you think he is a monster. He has two souls in his body?"
This time, Jian Yu and the others were surprised.
Liang Mengxin said frankly: "Miss Bai, you are knowledgeable and you won't be scared by this, right?"
Fortunately, Bai Yue is very knowledgeable in their eyes. Otherwise, Liang Meng must have said that he has never seen the world before. It is rare and weird, hahaha, you have today too.
Jian Yu became more subtle, glared at Liang Meng and asked him to shut up, and slowly said, "Although I have never seen a person with two souls in his body, each doing his own affairs. However, there are often people in the books who lose their souls and minds.
It is unclear to record that the body is just a skin, and the three souls and seven spirits are the core. Since it can be lost, it is not surprising that there are so many ones."
Bai Yue had an indescribable expression on his face.