"You guessed it right. My mother looks pretty, but she has a big wrinkle on her face. No one would call her beautiful.
Zhongshan 2nd Road was not far away, so I put down the phone and rode my bicycle. I entered an old community, pretended to be a neighbor kid who had gone to the wrong door, and knocked on the door of Building 201, Building 5. The woman who opened the door was about forty years old.
, MILF, with some charm. There was no one else at home, the furniture was shabby, and the woman was obviously in a bad mood. She scolded me a few words and knocked on the door.
I spent half an hour listening to people chatting in the community. Occasionally I interrupted and asked about the woman’s name: Li Cui. She moved here from another place a few years ago, lives alone, and currently works at a highway toll station.”
"Let me guess again." Gu Tie couldn't help but interject, "I keep photos of women close to my body. She is either a lover or an unrequited love. If the woman in the photo is indeed Li Cui, then it is almost certain that Zhang Debao and Li Cui are either divorced.
Either Li Cui dumped him, or they separated for many years.
The address on the small note was recently obtained by Zhang Debao. For a careless man, the shelf life of such a small note will not be too long. In connection with Li Cui's work, I think Zhang or Zhang's friend or fellow countryman
Recently, I recognized Li Cui when clearing customs at a toll station, and then found out his address.
After the two met, there must have been conflicts. Li was mentally depressed, and Zhang seemed to have been stimulated by something. The reunion of long-lost lovers should be a happy event, but to make it so tragic, there must be something hidden."
"Gu Tie, has anyone ever said that you are an annoyingly smart guy?" Xiao Liping pushed up his glasses and asked.
"Please continue, please continue." Gu Tie closed his mouth and made a zipper motion.
"To make a long story short, Zhang Debao and Li Cui got married in Xiangfan when they were twenty years old. After the marriage, Zhang Debao started driving long distances, and Li Cui went to work in Jingmen City not far away, and went home every weekend for reunions.
Two years later, Li Cui became pregnant. Zhang Debao was worried about his wife and asked her to stop working and wait for her childbirth in Xiangfan. Li Cui was reluctant to part with the salary, so the two agreed to work until two months before the due date. During this period, Zhang Debao also worked more
Saving money for the upcoming child and rarely going home.
One day when Li Cui was seven months pregnant, Zhang Debao took the car home and found Li Cui sitting in the house with a pale face. When he asked, he said that the child had been miscarried.
Zhang Debao almost went crazy and asked the reason, but Li Cui refused to tell. The two had a big quarrel, which eventually led to divorce. Li Cui traveled far away from home until they met again in city A twenty years later.
A few months ago, Zhang Debao drove by City A and recognized Li Cui at the toll window. He did not dare to recognize him in person. Later, he asked someone to ask for Li Cui's name and address, visited him at home, and they recognized each other.
Neither of them got married after their divorce, but they had a good relationship after they reunited. From then on, whenever Zhang Debao drove through City A, he would stay at Li Cui's place for a few days." Xiao Liping told the story without emotion.
"This is like an article from "Story Club"," Gu Tie commented.
"After getting along for a long time, Zhang Debao unconsciously asked about the reason for the child's miscarriage. Li Cui prevaricated and refused to talk until Zhang delivered PP raw materials to Guangzhou and passed through City A. After checking into a suburban hotel, he took a car into the city to meet Li Cui.
Continuing this topic, Li Cui was extremely troubled and said: "Back then, I
The gatekeeper of our factory kicked me." After hearing this, Zhang Debao turned away angrily and called someone. Li Cui was working at the Jingmen Resin Crafts Factory at the time. The factory was still there. After repeated inquiries, he found out that it had been 20 years since
The gatekeeper at the former factory was a man from out of town, a migrant worker from Ningxia, named Xiao."
"Your father." Gu Tie sighed and took a sip of whiskey.
"The man named Xiao is a man who repays his kindness. He left the factory more than ten years ago. Since then, he has sent gifts and New Year's cards to the old factory director every New Year and holiday. Zhang Debao called the old factory director and immediately asked him:
The whereabouts of the man named Xiao: Also in City A.
Zhang Debao abandoned a truckload of goods and spent three days to figure out Lao Xiao's behavior. Finally, he drove a truck and hit and killed Lao Xiao at the intersection where he had to pass every morning to go to work. This was for the sake of his child who died twenty years ago.
Revenge was taken."
"...I have two questions." Gu Tie said after being silent for a while.
"I know what you're going to ask.
First, yes, what Li Cui told was indeed a lie. The person who caused her miscarriage was not the janitor of the factory, but the factory director. During her part-time job, Li Cui ate and slept with the old factory manager, earning a high salary without having to work.
A working girl, when she was seven months pregnant, the old factory manager still slept with her and squeezed her vagina, causing the fetal membranes to rupture.
The fetus died of suffocation. Lao Xiao knew about this, but the old factory director was kind to him, so he kept it a secret and refused to tell anyone. When Zhang Debao asked, Li Cui thought of the loyal janitor back then and said casually,
But who would have thought that the hatred in Zhang Debao's chest was so strong, and that Lao Xiao happened to be in City A;
Second, yes, I killed them. Hateful people must have pity. Li Cui was young and ignorant, and Zhang Debao lost his son innocently. But I didn’t have a soft heart. If it were you, you wouldn’t have a soft heart either. Who is right here?
It doesn’t matter who is at fault, what matters is the cause and effect. I killed someone and proved the karmic consequences of the death of my parents. I am worthy of the gods and Buddhas." Xiao Liping narrowed his eyes.
Gu Tie applauded lightly. "Well said. If you can sleep, it means you are killing the person who deserves to be killed. If it were me, I would pick up the fruit knife and fight the dog man and woman to death. But you were... probably worse than me now.
Think long term.”
"Haha. I can honestly say it now. I was so scared back then. How could I not be scared at the age of thirteen? I was afraid that others would find out the clues, so I went to public WIFI hotspots to search for information on the Internet. I avoided cameras while walking and used coins to make phone calls.
Phone calls, never missing class,
He was late, left early, behaved meekly and respectfully at school, called his aunt regularly to report that he was safe, and often talked to the neighborhood committee aunt. In short, he did everything that a social security element should do. It took a whole year to kill someone." Xiao Liping.
Smiling self-deprecatingly.
"One year?" Gu Tie's eyes widened.
"It's not the kind of torture in martial arts novels where the acupuncture points are controlled and the flesh is cut slowly for a year. That's too unrealistic for a child. It took a year to eliminate all traces of man-made things and set up the stage for accidental death.
Zhang Debao performed well during the probation period. He believed that he had avenged a great revenge, so he had no worries and concentrated on his work. Li Cui felt guilty and obeyed Zhang Debao. The two soon remarried and settled in City A.
After collecting all the information - that is, the story I told above, I found information from different witnesses and reconstructed the story - and determined the target, I began to learn everything about the perfect murder.
There are many kinds of accidents. What role you play in an accident is the most important, because human behavior will inevitably leave traces. Criminal evidence studies physical traces, and criminal psychology studies mental traces. If you want to leave no traces,
, the murderer must play an extremely distant role, far beyond the radar of the police."
Gu Tie patted Xiao Liping's arm with great interest: "You are really a considerate man. I suggest that you draw the sword and attack."
"It's not enough to be subtle. You and I are fundamentally different. I am a commoner, a helpless and weak junior high school student. And you, although I can't see clearly who is standing behind you, but you are in the 'Genesis' client
The energy displayed on the Internet is something I have never seen before. In the quantum network, you have extremely huge power. I am right." Xiao Liping glanced at him and said, "Master Gu."
"Bah." Gu Tie spat, "You are also following the example of others and insulting me. I have told you so many times that my foreign father is just a rich scientist. You continue to talk."
"Okay. After rejecting many methods, I finally found an opportunity: half a year after my father passed away, Zhang Debao and Li Cui bought the old house in Building 201, No. 54, Zhongshan 2nd Road, and planned to renovate it as a new house for their remarriage.
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They found the decoration team, and I found out that the contractor's son was studying in a middle school not far away. I used the time after class to follow the boy, find out his habit of being a righteous man, and find an opportunity to have a fierce fight with him.
He became his best friend.
During that time, I went to his house every day. Finally, when the design drawings came out, I took a peek and found that their house had undergone major changes. The gas pipeline needed to be re-routed, so I made a small change and removed the non-load-bearing wall between the kitchen and the bedroom.
Move it forward five centimeters to leave a ventilation duct.
Then I accidentally mentioned in front of the foreman that my classmate’s father opened a building materials store, and the newly arrived gas pipes were very cheap. The foreman actually asked for details, and I told him an address. It was a small pipe store.
Before this, I was in the east of the city helping to decorate my home.
I bought a batch of PVC oil-resistant gas pipes in the name of repair. After returning home, I carefully disposed of the polyester fiber sealing layer inside. Then I took them to this building materials store in the west of the city and exchanged the pipes for pocket money in the name of stealing home decoration materials.
Sold to the store owner at a very low price.
Of course, the boss resold these materials of unknown origin to the contractor and made a moderate sum of money.
Everything happened naturally. Zhang Debao's new house was installed with my gas pipeline, and nothing happened for half a year; half a year was enough for me to cause some minor accidents to scare the contractor into packing up the company and leaving City A."
"How do you feel when you watch the enemy who killed your father live happily for a year?" Gu Tie couldn't help but ask.
"At first it was anger, then anxiety, and then, peeping at Zhang Debao became a part of my after-school life, and there was no longer any emotion in it.
I punched holes in many places on those PVC pipes and sealed them with rubber materials that can be corroded by gas. After calculation, they will corrode in up to 180 days. The gas pressure will expand the holes and blow up the narrow spaces behind the kitchen and bedroom walls like balloons.
space, and the wires also pass through there, and the light switch box is at the end of the wires.
The deadline was approaching, so I kept watch downstairs of Zhang Debao's house night after night. There were no cameras in the old residential area, which made it easier for me to keep watch.
The explosion didn't sound for a long time, and I gradually began to panic, wondering if there was something wrong with my design. One day, I even called Zhang Debao's mobile phone from a coin-operated phone late at night, hoping that the electric spark could ignite the overflowing gas. This is
What a stupid act." Xiao Liping sighed leisurely.
"What's the end?"
"I didn't see it. One morning, the third period was Chinese class. I stayed up for half the night and couldn't help but doze off. The teacher was reading "The Family of Chen She" on the stage. Suddenly, the classroom door opened and the grade leader rushed in.
The Chinese teacher on the podium shouted: "Teacher Chen, there is a gas explosion in your community!" The Chinese teacher was so shocked that he dropped his textbook and ran out.
There was a commotion in the classroom. The grade leader walked up to the blackboard, clapped his hands and said, "Students, there was a gas explosion on Zhongshan 2nd Road. Do any of your classmates live there?" The classroom was buzzing with discussion.
, no one raised their hands.
The grade leader breathed a sigh of relief and said: "The explosion happened at 9:40. I heard that it killed two people, a boy and a girl. Don't panic. This class will be changed to self-study." After that, he went out.
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After listening to this passage, I felt nothing in my heart. No relief, no relief, no pleasure, no sorrow. There was not even an emotional pulse. I just felt a cold feeling on my chin. I reached out and touched it and found tears streaming down my face.
The strange thing is that I didn't cry, or rather, I didn't want to cry, but tears came out of nowhere.
Later, I thought, if Zhang Debao hadn’t been a long-distance bus driver who was on and off duty, and Li Cui hadn’t been a road toll collector who had off-duty shifts, they wouldn’t have been lying in the bedroom at ten o’clock in the morning, nor would they have been avenged by the childishness of a thirteen-year-old child.
way of taking lives;
But thinking about it conversely, if Zhang Debao was not a long-distance bus driver, what would he do to hit my father to death? And if Li Cui was not a highway toll collector, the rumor that led to my father's death would never have appeared, and the whole incident would not have happened at all.
My mother is not wrong. Cause and effect exist, and there are always consequences. Although I am a Marxist-Leninist who believes in materialism, I dare not lie when it comes to cause and effect. This is the story of my murder. It is neither thrilling nor thrilling.
It’s not exciting, it can help you drink, I’m satisfied.”
After Xiao Liping finished speaking, he took a sip of wine and saw from the glass that Gu Tie raised his neck and drank his third glass of whiskey, then dropped the glass on the table and let out a sigh of relief.
"Brother." Gu Tie's eyes were red and he stretched out his hand to touch the back of Xiao Liping's hand, "I admire you, I really do."
"What do you admire about not being caught by the police? In fact, there are hundreds of explosions caused by inferior PVC gas pipes every year, and the police are not involved in the investigation at all." Section Chief Xiao shook off his hand with a calm expression.
"I admire you for being able to tell your own story so irrelevantly, Lao Xiao, it's the first time I've seen a person like you. You squeezed the bitterness to the extreme, and there was no trace of bitterness at all, like someone who had been in the cold for half a night.
Melon, only the strands are left
I have a lot of connections. Let’s go to my house. I have a big basket of stories about myself to tell you.” Gu Tie stood up in a loud voice, took Xiao Liping’s arm and walked out, regardless of how drunk he was.
Askew.
"Hey, bayonet." Section Chief Xiao followed him out helplessly. He looked back and saw the Type 54 three-edged military bayonet inserted on the coffee table, and couldn't help but remind him.
"Stop talking nonsense, there is no bayonet, it's just a piece of iron. There is a word called 'grow up overnight', Lao Xiao, I think I left my first night to you." Gu Tie looked back and smiled.
Xiao Liping trembled all over and murmured: "Mother, mother, as expected, everyone has a demonic obstacle in their lives..."