Silent Reading Chapter 150: Edmund Dantes (21)

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Fei Du paced to a corner of the living room. There was a small whiteboard that was very literary and artistic. He bought this thing. Unexpectedly, he hadn't used it a few times. Instead, he became a Tang monk with the surname Luo—Luo Wenzhou used to be pure. Long-winded, now I'm not just talking about it, but I still have to analyze and summarize the trivial strips he'd been talking about, hang it high on the white board, and realize the full range of ears for Fei Du's eyes and ears, which is very frantic.

Fei Du hesitated for a moment. Nian said that someone had written for a long time, and was not willing to wipe it. He turned over the whiteboard, took out the marker, and drew a coordinate system. The horizontal axis represents time and the vertical axis Represents the source of stress.

Compared with what happened just now, older memories are more plastic and more likely to be modified by the brain.

Compared with some trivial things, the greater the influence of the stressor on the person, the greater the discomfort it causes, and the greater the possibility of being distorted when embodied in the dreams of deep consciousness.

The incident of not opening a canned cat was a trivial incident that just happened to Fei Du that night. He had a very shallow superficial memory. He felt that he was thinking of it in a half-dream and half-awake state rather than dreaming. This kind of thing. He drew a slash at the origin in the coordinate system.

Next is the scene of "Luo Wenzhou is angry, but he can't coax him well".

Luo Wenzhou did feel a little anxious that night, Fei Du could feel it, but not to the point of being angry, but in the end, Fei Du did not figure out whether he coaxed the other party well, maybe because of this, how much he was in his dream There is some worry, but he doesn't know why he made a fuss in his dream, magnifying this slight worry.

Fei Du is a little puzzled, feeling that he has been worrying less recently, and no matter how big it is, he can have a place. He tilted his head and pondered for a moment, moved down a little bit along the axis of "pressure source depth", and drew the second bar.

Then after that, "Tao Ran was injured" and "suffocated", two unrelated things were mixed in the same scene.

Fei Du wrote here, put down the marker, frowned, and walked a few steps in front of the whiteboard, some of which couldn't continue.

There are very complicated projections and very subtle distortions hidden in human consciousness and memory. The superficial logic and the deep logic do not seem to use a language. Even if Fei Du consciously is very honest with himself, it is still difficult to be objective. Interpretation of the series of dreams that made him feel like a throat that day.

According to common sense, a dream that can suddenly awaken a person must touch the deeply suppressed anxiety and fear in the person's heart.

But Fei Du asked himself, thinking that he was not anxious, let alone fear, "fear" to him, like a star in a TV movie-knowing this person can be seen every day across the screen, but in reality What he looks like, his temperament... these are not known by chance.

He didn't feel that he was uncomfortable after listening to the news that Tao Ran was sent to the hospital for rescue. The car accident has occurred, and the only one who can make a remedy is the doctor. Nothing happened to him. Fei Du remembered that he was just thinking about it all the way. It's just because of the consequences.

Is the incident of "Tao Ran injured" used to be a huge source of stress for him, deep enough to touch another deeper and more intense thing hidden in his memory?

In his dream, Tao Ran, who was hit by a car, appeared with a suffocating face. According to this line of thought, it is speculated that the "suffocating face" should also be something in his memory... But where did you see it?

Luo Yiguo tried a few times, but couldn't open the cabinet that was plagued by plague. He had to ran to Fei Du with his big tail erect and acted like a baby. He flattered Fei Du's trousers with his round head and lifted it up. The pad of the front paw patted Fei Du's calf.

Fei Du bent over and carried Luo Yiguo’s front paws and hugged it in front of him. Luo Yiguo was always very gentle when begging for food, and his tail flicked underneath, trying to cover himself with fleshy meat. There was an "innocent and innocent" expression on his face, and a small wailing in his throat.

Fei Du stared at the cat's face for a while, always feeling that he shouldn't overlap the suffocated and struggling faces of the small animals with the faces of people. The structure of the facial features is too far apart.

Luo Yiguo thought there was a play, and hurriedly "meowed" at him with twists and turns.

"No," Fei Du ruthlessly put Luo Yiguo back on the ground and announced, "Luo Wenzhou is enough for the animal I can't hold."

Luo Yiguo: "..."

Walking on two legs is not a good thing!

Fei Du thought for a while, wiped the writing on the whiteboard, and sent Luo Wenzhou a message "I'll go home and get something", and then put on his coat and went out.

He decided to go back to the basement of the old house. He spent his dark childhood there, suffered numerous electric shocks and medications, and even witnessed the death of his mother. Fei Du really didn’t understand why his Memories will be biased in sneaking into the basement.

Luo Wenzhou didn't bother to look at the phone, he was chasing Yang Xin who flashed past and rushed out.

Just as soon as he ran to the stairs, Luo Wenzhou met a large group of patients’ family members head-on. It must have been a group of family members, and some of them came with crutches in the middle, and they sternly blocked the stairs. Just separated him and Yang Xin.

Luo Wenzhou looked at the trembling old men and old ladies, and didn't want to push himself out of a group of grandparents who needed to be aged for the elderly, but Yang Xin had disappeared in his moment of hesitation, and he was in desperation. , Luo Wenzhou turned around and pushed open the corridor window. In the exclamation of a passing carer, he directly stepped on the window sill and climbed out of the third floor, using the slightly protruding window sill on the second floor as a buffer, and then jumped down. He jumped onto the artificial lawn downstairs, rolled on the spot, and ran away before the onlookers raised their phones.

The hall was full of people, but it was still in order. Luo Wenzhou rushed in murderously, shocking the medical staff on duty. The hospital special service immediately came to inquire, and Luo Wenzhou casually photographed the work permit to the special service: "Police, Did you see a girl in her twenties just running downstairs?"

Before Secret Service had time to speak, Luo Wenzhou and Yu Guang had already caught a glimpse of Yang Xin on the other side of the corridor, who had just arrived on the first floor. Yang Xin caught a glance at him unexpectedly, and a very complicated expression appeared on her clean face, like After a period of pain and anger that hesitated to speak, she rushed towards the back door resolutely and resolutely.

Luo Wenzhou was so angry that his lungs would evaporate from the top of his head: "You stop me!"

There is a small road at the back door of the inpatient department, passing through a large parking lot at the back door of the hospital. The distance between Luo Wenzhou and Yang Xin has been shortening. At this moment, a car suddenly rushed out of the parking lot and directly When he hit him, Luo Wenzhou and the driver had a face-to-face meeting-it was the fake patrolman he and Fei Du met at the murder scene of the Bell and Drum Tower that day!

He jumped up on the front cover of the car in a hurry, and rolled to the other side. Fortunately, the driver did not intend to kill him. The window was half rolled down, and his mouth seemed to smile. He politely nodded towards Luo Wenzhou, then stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and rushed out of the parking lot like smoke. By this time, Yang Xin had jumped into a car and disappeared without a trace.

Luo Wenzhou's thigh hurts from being rubbed by the car just now, and he can't help but explode a vulgar word: "Fuck!"

Fu Jiahui was pushed to the rescue, while Chang Ning evaded winkingly, and went downstairs to buy them a drink. Lu Youliang and Tao Ran waited in the depressed corridor of the hospital relatively silently, looking up at each other. Luo Wenzhou returned from Huqi and Floating Earth.

Luo Wenzhou found a corner and dusted the dirt on his body heavily: "Running, two cars, one Bora and one gold cup, I wrote down the license plate number, and asked someone to block it."

Lu Youliang didn't say a word, raised his head and leaned heavily against the wall.

Tao Ran was silent for a while: "When I was investigating the Feng Bin case a year ago, my wife once asked me to go to her house and gave me her master’s suicide note, and... she even went to me while my **** was not at home. There was a bug in the bag, exactly like the one on Lu Ju and Xiao Wu. When Xiao Wu told me today, I still...I still..."

Tao Ran couldn’t say anything. He stared at the ground for a long time before he continued his own words with difficulty: "After reading Master’s suicide note, for a while, I still feel a little relieved, thinking that Madam Master has so many years. The cold attitude towards us was not her intention. She did not hate us or hate us, but the master told her to alienate us."

But now that I think about it, it’s just the estrangement of the hardships, do they really feel that these criminal policemen who rely on their insight to eat their food really don’t feel it at all? If it weren't for the real disgust, could Luo Wenzhou be reluctant to come home for more than three years?

"Xiao Wu? You said Yin Ping was also designed by them to crash?" Luo Wenzhou's angry brain gradually cooled, and he sat down beside the land bureau a little tired.

Lu Youliang asked: "Is it also to frame Lao Zhang?"

"Yes, I suspect that Shi Niang was deceived," Tao Ran said dumbly. "The talent behind the scenes was the one who framed Gu Zhao and later killed Master. If the old cinder was really Yin Ping. If it’s a fake, then he might have important clues in his hands, so they want to kill people and kill them, and they have to use him to frame Zhang Ju again... It’s also easy to explain to Shi Niang and the others, as long as Yin Ping has no evidence in his hands. Even if he comes out to testify, the testimony is not enough to win people's trust. It is better to use him as a bureau."

Luo Wenzhou put his elbows on his knees, put his hands together gently, and pressed his chin: "Uncle Lu, I am here today, in fact, I want to ask you personally."

Lu Youliang: "Do you want to ask Fan Siyuan?"

Luo Wenzhou was taken aback: "How do you know?"

Lu Youliang was silent for a long time before whispering: "Guess...The tone and tone of her talking to me today reminded me of this person."

Luo Wenzhou and Tao Ran cast their eyes on him together.

"Fan Siyuan is actually my teacher... I should have taught Lao Yang." Lu Youliang thought for a while and said slowly, "That would make him younger, not a few years older than us, but very attractive, sometimes you think He looks at you and knows what you are thinking. He is also talented, has a strong knowledge, published a lot of articles, and performed very well in class... At that time, it was not popular for students to rate teachers. Otherwise, he would definitely be young. I was rated as the most popular teacher among students every year. Occasionally some students with thorny problems, the teaching department and the ideological and political teachers can’t control them, so they were brought in to ensure that they were effective. There was one in our dormitory at the time, and he was called away by his neck. After talking for an hour, and I don’t know what he said, that brother cried and shed tears when he came back, wishing to be a man again."

Luo Wenzhou: "Gu Zhao and him also have intersections, right? I checked his work history. When Officer Gu went to study, he happened to bring him."

"Well," Lu Youliang nodded, "Gu Zhao is serious. Going back to school to study as an on-the-job graduate student is not to get a mixed degree and get rich. I really want to learn things. I work hard. I take notes when I read it. I never do it on weekends. Take a break. If you don’t understand, you have to ask to understand. For a while, it was Teacher Fan. When he graduated, he invited us. Several of our brothers and Fan Siyuan went there."

"He has a good relationship with Fan Siyuan."

"Very good..." Lu Youliang hesitated for a while, and then said, "Well, very good. Gu Zhao is actually not a very lively and outgoing person. There is a difference between him and Fan Siyuan. I can see that he and Fan Siyuan are really good. Just who knows what that person thinks?"

Luo Wenzhou asked again; "He initiated the first picture album project? What is going on? Uncle Lu, is Fan Siyuan really dead?"

A doctor passed by in a hurry, and Lu Youliang glanced at the end of the corridor anxiously, as if worried that there would be some bad news coming from there.

"In fact, I went to see it later. At that time, some of the papers he published already showed signs of extreme extremes," Lu Youliang said, "It's just that we didn't pay attention back then. At that time, the technology of'psychological profiling' was just emerging in China, and Fan Siyuan took the lead in applying. This project of "Establishing Criminal Mental Profiles", I want to re-examine some outstanding cases and find new breakthroughs through archival research, and clicked a circle of first-line criminal police in the city bureau... The research project belongs to political figures outside of daily work. Of course, participation is voluntary, but we all participated-because the '327 National Highway Case' where the main offender was not brought back to justice was also included. At that time, Gu Zhao had just been involved in the accident for less than a year. There are several brothers who are still searching and investigating in private."

"But psychological portrait technology cannot be used as evidence in court," said Luo Wenzhou. "The unclosed cases in the album plan actually have suspicious objects and there is no valid evidence. Unless the beating is successful, otherwise..."

"That's impossible," the Bureau of Land Management smiled bitterly. "Gu Zhao had a crime of abuse of power by the police. We were all staring at our every move, and we had to behave with our tails between our tails. It was a bit out of the ordinary. I dare not do it... I accompanied Teacher Fan to visit a case. After returning, he suddenly said to me, "Sometimes I think about it. I really don’t know who the laws and rules are meant to protect. The restrictions are always compliance. A law-abiding person, bullying the soft and fearing the hard,' I thought he was a bit wrong, but I didn't think about it...but then, things started to go wrong."

Luo Wenzhou: "You mean the suspects died strangely one by one?"

"Yes, the method is exactly the same as the victim in the corresponding case, and many details in the case were not disclosed to the public. Therefore, the album plan was urgently suspended, and all relevant persons were suspended for inspection." Lu Youliang said, "Fan Siyuan He disappeared when investigators went to look for him. There was no home, school...everywhere. At the time, he was considered to be a major suspect, but the suspicion was suspected and there was no evidence. In the end, the bureau classified him as'missing'. , Or the'wanted suspect' has been arguing for a long time. Later, for the sake of the image of the city bureau, he only said that he was'missing.' >

"Three months later, relatives in his family received a suicide note. At the same time, the bureau got a message saying that Fan Siyuan had haunted the Binhai District. At that time Binhai was more deserted than it is now. We followed the line and almost caught it. Him."

"Almost?"

"Fan Siyuan jumped into the sea during the hunt," Lu Youliang said, "There were blood stains on the reef, but the body has not been recovered, so he has to continue to disappear, but this person has since disappeared, and similar cases have never appeared again... …You know, once a serial killer starts killing, it’s hard to stop. So gradually, everyone thinks that he is really dead. A few years later, his family was involved in demolition and relocation issues. Relatives applied for the death of missing persons for property. Fan Siyuan is here. Officially'dead' on the file."