Chapter 119
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On the day of the funeral, the sun came out for the first time in Beijing, which had clouded most of the winter.
Sun's father held his photo, and his mother walked out of the dormitory with his uniform and top hat.
On both sides of the squadron's playground, two rows of uniformed fire fighters stood straight.
Ren Ying endured the sour nose and shouted, "salute -"
The soldiers saluted in unison. Their eyes were red and their lips were tight. They watched their comrades in arms pass through the playground where he had trained countless times, get on his favorite fire engine and drive to the funeral home.
Except for the remaining commanders on duty, everyone else went to the funeral home together.
Many people gathered in front of the funeral home to see him off spontaneously, as well as leaders and soldiers from the Corps, detachment and other squadrons.
At a glance, Ren Yu saw a familiar person, a slender promoted figure in a navy blue police uniform. It was gong Yingxian. The police uniform was tailored for him. It looked more beautiful and dazzling than the usual expensive suit.
Gong Yingxian came to Ren Yu and said softly, "on behalf of the Branch Bureau, I'll see him off."
Ren Yi nodded: "I saw you wearing a uniform for the first time." "I saw you in uniform for the first time."
"When we wear uniforms, we all have important things, either good or bad." Ren Yu whispered, "I went first."
"Go."
The mourning hall was full of people close to or familiar with sun Qingqing. Yan Jue also came from the western suburbs.
The whole funeral, Ren Yu was in a trance state. He was like wrapped in an invisible film. Those mourning, those crying and those tears were isolated, and everything in front of him was full of unreality. He still, still can not fully accept this reality, still doubt that everything is a dream.
After the funeral, Ren Yu did not return to the squadron with the car, but found a bench in the corner of the cemetery, sat down and quietly looked at the bare branches and barren grass.
His injury is still not good. He is entangled by pain all the time, and his lung breathing is not smooth. He is too tired to stand up after being busy all morning. At this time, the warm sunshine sprinkled on his back, making him a little more comfortable.
Footsteps came from behind. Ren Yu didn't have to look back. He intuitively thought it was gong Yingxian.
Gong Yingxian sat next to Ren Yu and handed him a pot of hot tea.
Ren Yu took it over, covered his hands and said faintly, "it's not very cold today. It's hard to see the sun."
"But you wear too little." Gong Yingxian touched Ren Yu's hand, "it's so cold."
Ren Fufan held Gong Yingxian's hand and recalled his trance during this period. He suddenly felt guilty. "I haven't talked to you these days. Don't take it to heart."
"How could it be?" Gong Yingxian paused, "I know how it feels."
Ren Yu felt sour and said softly, "it makes you worry."
"Well, you do worry me." Gong Yingxian took a deep breath. "Do you know what it's like to see you hanging on the corridor when I'm down there?" He still has lingering fear when he recalls the fear and despair at that time.
"... sorry."
"If I......" Gong Yingxian gently bit his lower lip, "if I say, I hope you don't be a firefighter anymore, in exchange, I can promise you any conditions..."
Ren Yu looked at Gong Yingxian in a daze.
Their eyes met, but they couldn't make a sound.
For a long time, Ren Yu reluctantly smiled: "you are... Kidding."
They both knew that Gong Yingxian was not joking, but Gong Yingxian knew better that Ren Ying avoided the problem because he couldn't promise.
This profession is regarded as a mission by Ren Yu. I'm afraid only death can let him give up.
Gong Yingxian lowered his head in frustration. Why did he just like this man? He desperately wanted to stay away from fire all his life, but now he desperately wanted to get close to the man dealing with fire. What a great irony. Ren Yi felt a little guilty. He gently bumped Gong Yingxian's shoulder and turned off the topic: "you look good in uniform."
"Really. It's inconvenient to handle cases. I seldom wear them." Gong Yingxian looked at his uniform and Ren Yu's, "you look good in uniform."
"I haven't worn it for a long time. I'm still comfortable in training clothes. We have many sets of clothes. Biochemical clothes should be the most uncomfortable, followed by fireproof clothes." Speaking of fireproof clothing, he paused.
Gong Yingxian felt the fluctuation of Ren Yu's mood. He grasped Ren Yu's hand and tried to convey strength.
Ren Yi closed his eyes and felt sad. His eyes were wet again: "I will... I will recover. Don't worry."
"I need you, Ren Yi, to help the police find the murderer who killed platoon leader Sun."
"I know." Ren Yu wiped his eyes. "Just say what you need me to do."
Gong Yingxian said softly, "now, I need you to cry as much as you want, and then accept the reality."
Ren Yu was stiff, then slowly tilted his head on Gong Yingxian's shoulder and let his tears flow down.
Gong Yingxian clasped his fingers with Ren Yu's and listened to his silent cry. He wished he could do everything as long as he could protect this person from any harm.
Ren Yi took a day off and didn't go back to the squadron. He first went to the hospital to change his medicine and transfusion, and then went back to his home with Gong Yingxian.
They buy ingredients, cook their own meals, watch the ball and chat after dinner. At night, they hug each other in a quilt and sleep. Just such daily coexistence is enough to warm people's heart and spleen and heal the cracks of their soul.
----
The next morning, the two went to Hongwu branch together. The fire control department had a preliminary report on the investigation of the fire in Wenhui mall. He needed to provide on-site testimony.
In the past, when Ren Yu came to Hongwu branch, he was always warmly welcomed, especially from the female police, but this time everyone was very reserved, said hello to Ren Yu carefully and cared about his recovery.
Ren Yu thanked them and went to the conference room with Gong Yingxian.
Gong Yingxian gave Ren Yu the report of the fire control department. In fact, he could find the report in the internal system at any time, but he didn't read it. He didn't even write his own police report, and no one urged him.
Now he has to face it.
He took a deep breath, opened the report and looked at it page by page.
The fire point was a clothing wholesale store near the corridor in building a, with obvious traces of combustion supporting agent. When the fire broke out, the whole building a had been off duty, and only the security guard was still patrolling and preparing to close the store.
After the fire, the reason why the fire quickly spread to the corridor was that the mall illegally rented the corridor as a booth, resulting in that one side of the already narrow corridor was filled with combustibles. At first, the security guard intended to use fire hydrants to put out the fire, but the stalls in the mall were dense and the fire spread rapidly. After the security guard failed to put out the fire, he fled the scene and then called the police. When the fire brigade arrived, building a was burning violently. Chen Xiaofei sent two squadrons first. As soon as he went in, it exploded and had to quit. The fire in building a was out of control.
After reading the report, Ren said, "the report can only see that it was arson, but there is no evidence to prove who did it?"
Gong Yingxian shook his head: "the monitoring was burned out. The combustion promoter is the most common gasoline. Now we are looking for witnesses from the survivors of building B next door. The time period is certain. At that time, there were many people in and out of building B. maybe someone can see suspicious people near building A."
"I want to go to the scene." Ren Yi said, "I'll go in the afternoon."
"Yes, it's still intact."
"In addition to this, is there any progress in the recent case?"
Gong Yingxian nodded and his face became gloomy: "how many. Do you remember that a few months ago, we found that the murder of a tramp a few years ago might be related to Hongyan? The man's place of death and criminal methods accord with the characteristics of Hongyan's crime."
"Remember, I didn't hear you mention it later."
"Because there was no clue at that time. But I always doubted the identity of the tramp. According to the autopsy, he was a young man in his early twenties. He had no physical disability and maybe had mental illness, which was unknown. Because there had been no report of missing persons matching him and he had tramp clothes on his body, he was considered a tramp 。 But the old couple who found the body took a walk near the river every morning and evening. They had never seen a tramp in that place. Generally speaking, a tramp has a fixed range of activities. If it is a young tramp without physical disability, it will be more eye-catching. "
"So you don't think he's a tramp?"
"I don't know, but there has been a progress in this case recently, although I'm not sure whether there is a connection."
"What progress?"
"A financial company reported to the police that a lender was missing and they couldn't recover a 200000 loan. This person is the only one who may be the tramp among the informants in recent two years. He is a rural man. He has nine brothers and sisters in his family. His parents are gone. He doesn't care if he doesn't contact relatives for a long time. We're looking into it."
Ren Yi nodded: "I hope there will be results."
"One more thing, it has something to do with the clue you gave me last time."
"About the mask?"
Gong Yingxian took a deep breath: "your guess may be correct."
"Do you remember?"
"No, my memory always tells me that it is a bird mask. My memory may have deceived me."
Ren Yi didn't understand: "what do you mean?"
"Someone tampered with my memory."
Ren Xuan's eyes widened and he was shocked to speechless for a moment. Is it
"I know you suspect Dr. Pompeii, not him, earlier, because I first proposed the bird mask."
"But who else can tamper with a person's memory?"
"A professional psychologist can do it for a six-year-old child who has suffered serious trauma." Gong Yingxian said coldly, "after my family had an accident, my grandfather once found me a doctor for psychological intervention. I don't remember this very much, because I saw a lot of doctors at that time, all kinds of doctors, mine and my sister's. I spent a lot of effort to find the medical files of that year."
"Which doctor is it?"
"A psychologist named Wang minde."
"Then, you go..."
Gong Yingxian's eyes were cold: "just a week ago, this man named Wang minde drank alone at home, choked his throat with his vomit and suffocated to death."
Ren Yu was stiff all over.
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On the day of the funeral, the sun came out for the first time in Beijing, which had clouded most of the winter.
Sun's father held his photo, and his mother walked out of the dormitory with his uniform and top hat.
On both sides of the squadron's playground, two rows of uniformed fire fighters stood straight.
Ren Ying endured the sour nose and shouted, "salute -"
The soldiers saluted in unison. Their eyes were red and their lips were tight. They watched their comrades in arms pass through the playground where he had trained countless times, get on his favorite fire engine and drive to the funeral home.
Except for the remaining commanders on duty, everyone else went to the funeral home together.
Many people gathered in front of the funeral home to see him off spontaneously, as well as leaders and soldiers from the Corps, detachment and other squadrons.
At a glance, Ren Yu saw a familiar person, a slender promoted figure in a navy blue police uniform. It was gong Yingxian. The police uniform was tailored for him. It looked more beautiful and dazzling than the usual expensive suit.
Gong Yingxian came to Ren Yu and said softly, "on behalf of the Branch Bureau, I'll see him off."
Ren Yi nodded: "I saw you wearing a uniform for the first time." "I saw you in uniform for the first time."
"When we wear uniforms, we all have important things, either good or bad." Ren Yu whispered, "I went first."
"Go."
The mourning hall was full of people close to or familiar with sun Qingqing. Yan Jue also came from the western suburbs.
The whole funeral, Ren Yu was in a trance state. He was like wrapped in an invisible film. Those mourning, those crying and those tears were isolated, and everything in front of him was full of unreality. He still, still can not fully accept this reality, still doubt that everything is a dream.
After the funeral, Ren Yu did not return to the squadron with the car, but found a bench in the corner of the cemetery, sat down and quietly looked at the bare branches and barren grass.
His injury is still not good. He is entangled by pain all the time, and his lung breathing is not smooth. He is too tired to stand up after being busy all morning. At this time, the warm sunshine sprinkled on his back, making him a little more comfortable.
Footsteps came from behind. Ren Yu didn't have to look back. He intuitively thought it was gong Yingxian.
Gong Yingxian sat next to Ren Yu and handed him a pot of hot tea.
Ren Yu took it over, covered his hands and said faintly, "it's not very cold today. It's hard to see the sun."
"But you wear too little." Gong Yingxian touched Ren Yu's hand, "it's so cold."
Ren Fufan held Gong Yingxian's hand and recalled his trance during this period. He suddenly felt guilty. "I haven't talked to you these days. Don't take it to heart."
"How could it be?" Gong Yingxian paused, "I know how it feels."
Ren Yu felt sour and said softly, "it makes you worry."
"Well, you do worry me." Gong Yingxian took a deep breath. "Do you know what it's like to see you hanging on the corridor when I'm down there?" He still has lingering fear when he recalls the fear and despair at that time.
"... sorry."
"If I......" Gong Yingxian gently bit his lower lip, "if I say, I hope you don't be a firefighter anymore, in exchange, I can promise you any conditions..."
Ren Yu looked at Gong Yingxian in a daze.
Their eyes met, but they couldn't make a sound.
For a long time, Ren Yu reluctantly smiled: "you are... Kidding."
They both knew that Gong Yingxian was not joking, but Gong Yingxian knew better that Ren Ying avoided the problem because he couldn't promise.
This profession is regarded as a mission by Ren Yu. I'm afraid only death can let him give up.
Gong Yingxian lowered his head in frustration. Why did he just like this man? He desperately wanted to stay away from fire all his life, but now he desperately wanted to get close to the man dealing with fire. What a great irony. Ren Yi felt a little guilty. He gently bumped Gong Yingxian's shoulder and turned off the topic: "you look good in uniform."
"Really. It's inconvenient to handle cases. I seldom wear them." Gong Yingxian looked at his uniform and Ren Yu's, "you look good in uniform."
"I haven't worn it for a long time. I'm still comfortable in training clothes. We have many sets of clothes. Biochemical clothes should be the most uncomfortable, followed by fireproof clothes." Speaking of fireproof clothing, he paused.
Gong Yingxian felt the fluctuation of Ren Yu's mood. He grasped Ren Yu's hand and tried to convey strength.
Ren Yi closed his eyes and felt sad. His eyes were wet again: "I will... I will recover. Don't worry."
"I need you, Ren Yi, to help the police find the murderer who killed platoon leader Sun."
"I know." Ren Yu wiped his eyes. "Just say what you need me to do."
Gong Yingxian said softly, "now, I need you to cry as much as you want, and then accept the reality."
Ren Yu was stiff, then slowly tilted his head on Gong Yingxian's shoulder and let his tears flow down.
Gong Yingxian clasped his fingers with Ren Yu's and listened to his silent cry. He wished he could do everything as long as he could protect this person from any harm.
Ren Yi took a day off and didn't go back to the squadron. He first went to the hospital to change his medicine and transfusion, and then went back to his home with Gong Yingxian.
They buy ingredients, cook their own meals, watch the ball and chat after dinner. At night, they hug each other in a quilt and sleep. Just such daily coexistence is enough to warm people's heart and spleen and heal the cracks of their soul.
----
The next morning, the two went to Hongwu branch together. The fire control department had a preliminary report on the investigation of the fire in Wenhui mall. He needed to provide on-site testimony.
In the past, when Ren Yu came to Hongwu branch, he was always warmly welcomed, especially from the female police, but this time everyone was very reserved, said hello to Ren Yu carefully and cared about his recovery.
Ren Yu thanked them and went to the conference room with Gong Yingxian.
Gong Yingxian gave Ren Yu the report of the fire control department. In fact, he could find the report in the internal system at any time, but he didn't read it. He didn't even write his own police report, and no one urged him.
Now he has to face it.
He took a deep breath, opened the report and looked at it page by page.
The fire point was a clothing wholesale store near the corridor in building a, with obvious traces of combustion supporting agent. When the fire broke out, the whole building a had been off duty, and only the security guard was still patrolling and preparing to close the store.
After the fire, the reason why the fire quickly spread to the corridor was that the mall illegally rented the corridor as a booth, resulting in that one side of the already narrow corridor was filled with combustibles. At first, the security guard intended to use fire hydrants to put out the fire, but the stalls in the mall were dense and the fire spread rapidly. After the security guard failed to put out the fire, he fled the scene and then called the police. When the fire brigade arrived, building a was burning violently. Chen Xiaofei sent two squadrons first. As soon as he went in, it exploded and had to quit. The fire in building a was out of control.
After reading the report, Ren said, "the report can only see that it was arson, but there is no evidence to prove who did it?"
Gong Yingxian shook his head: "the monitoring was burned out. The combustion promoter is the most common gasoline. Now we are looking for witnesses from the survivors of building B next door. The time period is certain. At that time, there were many people in and out of building B. maybe someone can see suspicious people near building A."
"I want to go to the scene." Ren Yi said, "I'll go in the afternoon."
"Yes, it's still intact."
"In addition to this, is there any progress in the recent case?"
Gong Yingxian nodded and his face became gloomy: "how many. Do you remember that a few months ago, we found that the murder of a tramp a few years ago might be related to Hongyan? The man's place of death and criminal methods accord with the characteristics of Hongyan's crime."
"Remember, I didn't hear you mention it later."
"Because there was no clue at that time. But I always doubted the identity of the tramp. According to the autopsy, he was a young man in his early twenties. He had no physical disability and maybe had mental illness, which was unknown. Because there had been no report of missing persons matching him and he had tramp clothes on his body, he was considered a tramp 。 But the old couple who found the body took a walk near the river every morning and evening. They had never seen a tramp in that place. Generally speaking, a tramp has a fixed range of activities. If it is a young tramp without physical disability, it will be more eye-catching. "
"So you don't think he's a tramp?"
"I don't know, but there has been a progress in this case recently, although I'm not sure whether there is a connection."
"What progress?"
"A financial company reported to the police that a lender was missing and they couldn't recover a 200000 loan. This person is the only one who may be the tramp among the informants in recent two years. He is a rural man. He has nine brothers and sisters in his family. His parents are gone. He doesn't care if he doesn't contact relatives for a long time. We're looking into it."
Ren Yi nodded: "I hope there will be results."
"One more thing, it has something to do with the clue you gave me last time."
"About the mask?"
Gong Yingxian took a deep breath: "your guess may be correct."
"Do you remember?"
"No, my memory always tells me that it is a bird mask. My memory may have deceived me."
Ren Yi didn't understand: "what do you mean?"
"Someone tampered with my memory."
Ren Xuan's eyes widened and he was shocked to speechless for a moment. Is it
"I know you suspect Dr. Pompeii, not him, earlier, because I first proposed the bird mask."
"But who else can tamper with a person's memory?"
"A professional psychologist can do it for a six-year-old child who has suffered serious trauma." Gong Yingxian said coldly, "after my family had an accident, my grandfather once found me a doctor for psychological intervention. I don't remember this very much, because I saw a lot of doctors at that time, all kinds of doctors, mine and my sister's. I spent a lot of effort to find the medical files of that year."
"Which doctor is it?"
"A psychologist named Wang minde."
"Then, you go..."
Gong Yingxian's eyes were cold: "just a week ago, this man named Wang minde drank alone at home, choked his throat with his vomit and suffocated to death."
Ren Yu was stiff all over.
On the day of the funeral, the sun came out for the first time in Beijing, which had clouded most of the winter.Sun's father held his photo, and his mother walked out of the dormitory with his uniform and top hat.On both sides of the squadron's playground, two rows of uniformed fire fighters stood straight.Ren Ying endured the sour nose and shouted, "salute -"The soldiers saluted in unison. Their eyes were red and their lips were tight. They watched their comrades in arms pass through the playground where he had trained countless times, get on his favorite fire engine and drive to the funeral home.Except for the remaining commanders on duty, everyone else went to the funeral home together.Many people gathered in front of the funeral home to see him off spontaneously, as well as leaders and soldiers from the Corps, detachment and other squadrons.At a glance, Ren Yu saw a familiar person, a slender promoted figure in a navy blue police uniform. It was gong Yingxian. The police uniform was tailored for him. It looked more beautiful and dazzling than the usual expensive suit.Gong Yingxian came to Ren Yu and said softly, "on behalf of the Branch Bureau, I'll see him off."Ren Yi nodded: "I saw you wearing a uniform for the first time." "I saw you in uniform for the first time.""When we wear uniforms, we all have important things, either good or bad." Ren Yu whispered, "I went first.""Go."The mourning hall was full of people close to or familiar with sun Qingqing. Yan Jue also came from the western suburbs.The whole funeral, Ren Yu was in a trance state. He was like wrapped in an invisible film. Those mourning, those crying and those tears were isolated, and everything in front of him was full of unreality. He still, still can not fully accept this reality, still doubt that everything is a dream.After the funeral, Ren Yu did not return to the squadron with the car, but found a bench in the corner of the cemetery, sat down and quietly looked at the bare branches and barren grass.His injury is still not good. He is entangled by pain all the time, and his lung breathing is not smooth. He is too tired to stand up after being busy all morning. At this time, the warm sunshine sprinkled on his back, making him a little more comfortable.Footsteps came from behind. Ren Yu didn't have to look back. He intuitively thought it was gong Yingxian.Gong Yingxian sat next to Ren Yu and handed him a pot of hot tea.Ren Yu took it over, covered his hands and said faintly, "it's not very cold today. It's hard to see the sun.""But you wear too little." Gong Yingxian touched Ren Yu's hand, "it's so cold."Ren Fufan held Gong Yingxian's hand and recalled his trance during this period. He suddenly felt guilty. "I haven't talked to you these days. Don't take it to heart.""How could it be?" Gong Yingxian paused, "I know how it feels."Ren Yu felt sour and said softly, "it makes you worry.""Well, you do worry me." Gong Yingxian took a deep breath. "Do you know what it's like to see you hanging on the corridor when I'm down there?" He still has lingering fear when he recalls the fear and despair at that time."... sorry.""If I......" Gong Yingxian gently bit his lower lip, "if I say, I hope you don't be a firefighter anymore, in exchange, I can promise you any conditions..."Ren Yu looked at Gong Yingxian in a daze.Their eyes met, but they couldn't make a sound.For a long time, Ren Yu reluctantly smiled: "you are... Kidding."They both knew that Gong Yingxian was not joking, but Gong Yingxian knew better that Ren Ying avoided the problem because he couldn't promise.This profession is regarded as a mission by Ren Yu. I'm afraid only death can let him give up.Gong Yingxian lowered his head in frustration. Why did he just like this man? He desperately wanted to stay away from fire all his life, but now he desperately wanted to get close to the man dealing with fire. What a great irony. Ren Yi felt a little guilty. He gently bumped Gong Yingxian's shoulder and turned off the topic: "you look good in uniform.""Really. It's inconvenient to handle cases. I seldom wear them." Gong Yingxian looked at his uniform and Ren Yu's, "you look good in uniform.""I haven't worn it for a long time. I'm still comfortable in training clothes. We have many sets of clothes. Biochemical clothes should be the most uncomfortable, followed by fireproof clothes." Speaking of fireproof clothing, he paused.Gong Yingxian felt the fluctuation of Ren Yu's mood. He grasped Ren Yu's hand and tried to convey strength.Ren Yi closed his eyes and felt sad. His eyes were wet again: "I will... I will recover. Don't worry.""I need you, Ren Yi, to help the police find the murderer who killed platoon leader Sun.""I know." Ren Yu wiped his eyes. "Just say what you need me to do."Gong Yingxian said softly, "now, I need you to cry as much as you want, and then accept the reality."Ren Yu was stiff, then slowly tilted his head on Gong Yingxian's shoulder and let his tears flow down.Gong Yingxian clasped his fingers with Ren Yu's and listened to his silent cry. He wished he could do everything as long as he could protect this person from any harm.Ren Yi took a day off and didn't go back to the squadron. He first went to the hospital to change his medicine and transfusion, and then went back to his home with Gong Yingxian.They buy ingredients, cook their own meals, watch the ball and chat after dinner. At night, they hug each other in a quilt and sleep. Just such daily coexistence is enough to warm people's heart and spleen and heal the cracks of their soul.----The next morning, the two went to Hongwu branch together. The fire control department had a preliminary report on the investigation of the fire in Wenhui mall. He needed to provide on-site testimony.In the past, when Ren Yu came to Hongwu branch, he was always warmly welcomed, especially from the female police, but this time everyone was very reserved, said hello to Ren Yu carefully and cared about his recovery.Ren Yu thanked them and went to the conference room with Gong Yingxian.Gong Yingxian gave Ren Yu the report of the fire control department. In fact, he could find the report in the internal system at any time, but he didn't read it. He didn't even write his own police report, and no one urged him.Now he has to face it.He took a deep breath, opened the report and looked at it page by page.The fire point was a clothing wholesale store near the corridor in building a, with obvious traces of combustion supporting agent. When the fire broke out, the whole building a had been off duty, and only the security guard was still patrolling and preparing to close the store.After the fire, the reason why the fire quickly spread to the corridor was that the mall illegally rented the corridor as a booth, resulting in that one side of the already narrow corridor was filled with combustibles. At first, the security guard intended to use fire hydrants to put out the fire, but the stalls in the mall were dense and the fire spread rapidly. After the security guard failed to put out the fire, he fled the scene and then called the police. When the fire brigade arrived, building a was burning violently. Chen Xiaofei sent two squadrons first. As soon as he went in, it exploded and had to quit. The fire in building a was out of control.After reading the report, Ren said, "the report can only see that it was arson, but there is no evidence to prove who did it?"Gong Yingxian shook his head: "the monitoring was burned out. The combustion promoter is the most common gasoline. Now we are looking for witnesses from the survivors of building B next door. The time period is certain. At that time, there were many people in and out of building B. maybe someone can see suspicious people near building A.""I want to go to the scene." Ren Yi said, "I'll go in the afternoon.""Yes, it's still intact.""In addition to this, is there any progress in the recent case?"Gong Yingxian nodded and his face became gloomy: "how many. Do you remember that a few months ago, we found that the murder of a tramp a few years ago might be related to Hongyan? The man's place of death and criminal methods accord with the characteristics of Hongyan's crime.""Remember, I didn't hear you mention it later.""Because there was no clue at that time. But I always doubted the identity of the tramp. According to the autopsy, he was a young man in his early twenties. He had no physical disability and maybe had mental illness, which was unknown. Because there had been no report of missing persons matching him and he had tramp clothes on his body, he was considered a tramp But the old couple who found the body took a walk near the river every morning and evening. They had never seen a tramp in that place. Generally speaking, a tramp has a fixed range of activities. If it is a young tramp without physical disability, it will be more eye-catching. ""So you don't think he's a tramp?""I don't know, but there has been a progress in this case recently, although I'm not sure whether there is a connection.""What progress?""A financial company reported to the police that a lender was missing and they couldn't recover a 200000 loan. This person is the only one who may be the tramp among the informants in recent two years. He is a rural man. He has nine brothers and sisters in his family. His parents are gone. He doesn't care if he doesn't contact relatives for a long time. We're looking into it."Ren Yi nodded: "I hope there will be results.""One more thing, it has something to do with the clue you gave me last time.""About the mask?"Gong Yingxian took a deep breath: "your guess may be correct.""Do you remember?""No, my memory always tells me that it is a bird mask. My memory may have deceived me."Ren Yi didn't understand: "what do you mean?""Someone tampered with my memory."Ren Xuan's eyes widened and he was shocked to speechless for a moment. Is it"I know you suspect Dr. Pompeii, not him, earlier, because I first proposed the bird mask.""But who else can tamper with a person's memory?""A professional psychologist can do it for a six-year-old child who has suffered serious trauma." Gong Yingxian said coldly, "after my family had an accident, my grandfather once found me a doctor for psychological intervention. I don't remember this very much, because I saw a lot of doctors at that time, all kinds of doctors, mine and my sister's. I spent a lot of effort to find the medical files of that year.""Which doctor is it?""A psychologist named Wang minde.""Then, you go..."Gong Yingxian's eyes were cold: "just a week ago, this man named Wang minde drank alone at home, choked his throat with his vomit and suffocated to death."Ren Yu was stiff all over.
