MTL - Mystery Hunter-Chapter 272 Hard Candy

The people were divided into two groups, and Shao Lao took Xu Yiman back to the city bureau to dissect the body, and took Zhang Beibei's diary by the way. Jiang He knew the whole process of the incident in Zhang Beibei's diary: Liao Fan dreamed of divorcing Zhang Haitao, but Zhang Haitao disagreed. After a fierce quarrel, Zhang Haitao accidentally killed Liao Fanmeng.

Although Zhang Haitao personally killed Liao Fanmeng, Zhang Haitao could not accept the result. He bought a large freezer and put Liao Fanmeng into the freezer. He gutted the corpse, delusionally thinking that he could save his wife. When he found that it was useless, he did not wake up from the dream, but chose to dig out the internal organs of living people.

Although Jiang He didn't see the quarrel between the two, he already had a picture in Jiang He's mind: After the fierce quarrel, Liao Fanmeng not only did not change his mind, but became more determined to divorce. Zhang Haitao's efforts to retain him had no effect, so his anger grew from his heart to his courage, he picked up the glass jar on the side, and smashed it on Liao Fanmeng's head.

Liao Fanmeng could no longer quarrel with Zhang Haitao.

Mr. Shao sat in the car and gently closed the diary.

"People are too humble to love. When humble enough to be in the soil, a flower called extreme will bloom, and no one will be able to do it. Zhang Haitao does love Liao Fanmeng, but it is a deformed and perverted love. It's just Liao Fanmeng. Zhang Haitao is dead, and Zhang Beibei will continue to live."

"I don't know where Zhang Beibei has gone." Xu Yiman said to Mr. Shao while driving the car: "Zhang Beibei is only about seven or eight years old this year. They live at a relative's house, wouldn't they ask where Zhang Haitao and Liao Fanmeng have gone?"

"No." Shao Lao Yang raised the diary in Yang's hand and said to Xu Yiman: "Zhang Beibei went out with his father that day. It can be seen from the diary that Zhang Beibei has been assisting his father in digging up the body. Zhang Beibei still A small child, she doesn't understand a lot of things, she just doesn't want to lose her father and mother."

Xu Yiman nodded: "So where did she go?"

Shao Lao looked at Xu Yiman and said, "I don't remember what Yang Zhikui said to us at that time. He saw a little girl that day, and the little girl gave him a piece of candy. When Yang Zhikui was holding Zhu Liang, the little girl pointed He pointed at Zhu Liang's belly and said it was the same as her mother."

"Zhu Liang's stomach had a big hole, naturally it was Zhang Haitao's trick. And that little girl must be Zhang Beibei. But for Zhang Beibei, she doesn't know many life and death issues. Although I don't know what Zhang Beibei went to. But Jiang He already knew that Zhang Beibei must be in the crematorium, otherwise Jiang He would not have gone."

Xu Yiman was silent for a moment, then said to Mr. Shao: "I have a feeling that Jiang He is not the same as before. His brain has become a lot duller, but he has learned to think about problems with the thinking of a normal person. I don't know. Whether this is a good thing or a bad thing, when he completely regains his memory, I am afraid that his keen observation will also disappear."

"For the police, this is naturally a great loss, but for Jiang He, it is a great blessing." Shao Lao gently said, "Excellent police officers appear every year, and I committed this crime when I was in my forties. Mistake, I don't want to do it again at the age of sixty. Everyone has the right to pursue their own happiness, and I really hope that one day. He can no longer be an excellent criminal policeman, but he must be a happy person. "

"It's easy to be excellent." Shao Lao expressed a feeling that Xu Yiman can't understand yet: "It's hard to be happy."

Xu Yiman didn't speak, what flashed in her mind was the first Jiang He she saw. At that time, Jiang He was sharper than he is now, and he was less dead than now. He just glanced at himself and knew a lot of information about him. At that time, Jiang He often felt headaches, but now he rarely does, which means that he is about to recover.

But Xu Yiman didn't know whether to be a happy ordinary person with emotions, or to be a hyper-amnesiac patient without emotion. At least at that time, Jiang He wouldn't be confused and melancholy, but wouldn't people always be melancholy and confused? Isn't this the most basic human emotion?

"What is Jiang He doing now?" Xu Yiman thought in his mind.

"Ah." Jiang He sneezed, wrapping his coat. In the blink of an eye, autumn is almost over and winter is coming. The weather is getting colder day by day, even in the noon, the cold autumn wind is blowing people to shiver.

"What, have a cold?" asked Yuan Jun on the side.

Jiang He shook his head: "It's fine."

Yuan Jun turned his head, closed the car door, and walked straight to the crematorium's gatehouse with Jiang He.

"Why are you looking for Old Wei Tou?" Yuan Jun looked at Jiang He.

Jiang He said to Yuan Jun: "I told everyone before that there must be something wrong with this old Weitou, but before that piece of the puzzle appeared, I didn't want to startle the snake, otherwise the old Weitou might escape. But now, all the evidence has been found. already."

While they were talking, the two had already arrived at the door. During the day, the curtains of the doorman were still drawn, and it was impossible to see what was inside or whether there was anyone inside. Yuan Jun knocked on the door, but no one answered.

Yuan Jun turned his head to look at Jiang He and said, "There seems to be no one inside."

Jiang He shook his head and said to Yuan Jun, "He must be there, so he sleeps inside. He once told us that he went to bed early every night, but he actually said he was panicking. His eye circles were very dark, This shows that he often stays up late. When he didn't see us that night, his waist was good, but when he saw us, he pretended to be bad. This all shows that he is pretending, and now, I finally know What is he pretending to do?"

"What?" Yuan Jun said as he kicked the wooden door of the concierge.

Yuan Jun's strength was so great that he stepped up and kicked the wooden door open.

The wooden door was kicked open, the sun shone into the house, and the interior suddenly lit up. At this time, Jiang He and Yuan Jun saw the old Wei head kneeling on the ground.

Old Wei turned his back to the crowd, his shoulders shrugged, but he didn't know what he was doing.

"What are you doing?" Jiang He said, looking at Old Wei Tou.

Old Weitou ignored Jiang He, he still knelt on the ground and shrugged his shoulders. He put his hands on his chest, not knowing what he was doing. Like a deaf person, he completely ignored Jiang He and Yuan Jun. Although it was broad daylight, Old Weitou's move still made the two feel a little hairy.

Jiang He and Yuan Jun looked at each other, Jiang He took a few steps forward and came to Old Wei Tou's side. He gently patted Old Weitou on the shoulder, at this time, Old Weitou finally turned his head. The two of them saw that Old Weitou was holding something like meat sticks in his hands, and he was feasting on it, as if he had eaten the best food in the world.

Jiang He suddenly realized something. He turned his head to look at the coal stove in the middle of the room. On the stove, he saw meaty things being roasted one by one. He didn't know what meat sticks they were.

Old Wei turned his head, showing his yellow teeth, and suddenly laughed: "This is it, this is it!"

Yuan Jun said to the old Weitou: "What are you doing?"

Old Wei Tou did not speak, and was still eating the food.

Seeing that Old Weitou seemed addicted, Jiang He said to Yuan Jun, "Leave him alone. Look under the bed and see if there is something like candy wrappers."

Old Wei Tou looked like he was crazy, but he wasn't aggressive either. Yuan Jun looked at Old Weitou and leaned down gently. He looked under the bed, and after a while, Yuan Jun found a few pieces of candy wrappers under Old Weitou's bed. Yuan Jun clapped the stains on his hands and said to Jiang He, "Is this what it is?"

Jiang He nodded. He looked at the candy wrapper in Yuan Jun's hand and put his hand into his pocket.

The next moment, Jiang He took out the candy wrapper in his pocket. The piece of candy in Jiang He's hand was exactly the same length as the pieces of candy in Yuan Jun's hand. This is a kind of candy, also from Zhang Beibei's jar of hard candy. In other words, Old Weitou had already met Zhang Beibei, and Zhang Beibei also gave him a few hard candies.

"Tell me right now, where is Zhang Beibei!" Jiang He asked, looking at Old Weitou.

Old Wei Tou is like a reincarnation of a starving ghost. He kneels on the ground and does nothing but eat meat. He is like a zombie in a movie, just mechanically eating food.

"Old Weitou." Jiang He walked to Old Weitou's side. He crouched down and said to Old Weitou, "Where the **** is Zhang Beibei?"

The old Weitou did not respond, Yuan Jun directly lifted the old Weitou by the neck collar and pulled him up: "Don't pretend to be stupid for me now, aren't you telling a story after another? Why are you pretending now? Deaf and dumb, your IQ fell asleep during the day?"

Seeing that Old Weitou ignored him at all, Yuan Jun knocked the meat stick in Old Weitou's hand to the ground with a slap. Suddenly, Old Wei's head looked like he had lost something he loved, and he immediately bent over to pick it up. But being controlled by Yuan Jun, the old Weitou couldn't bend down at all, and he couldn't pick up things on the ground.

At this moment, the avatar of Lao Wei is like crazy, constantly fluttering.

"I want it, I want it!" Old Weitou muttered.

"You are finally willing to speak." Yuan Jun said.

"Just give me this, and I'll tell you everything." Old Weitou said.

Yuan Jun let go of his hand, and saw Old Wei Tou lying on the ground immediately, gnawing at the meat strips on the ground like a dog. After he finally finished eating, Old Wei Tou slumped on the ground with satisfaction.

Tears flowed from his cloudy eyes, and he said to Jiang He and Yuan Jun, "This is the taste. After decades, I finally tasted it again. This is the taste."

With that said, the old Weitou burst into tears.