The Monster I Was Redeemed Chapter 82

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"messenger?"

Jin Pingan pulled at the messenger's clothes and awakened him from the memory.

The messenger put An Si'en's suicide note into Jin Ping'an's hands again: "Wang Sheng had been around three months ago. Nothing else, I will go back and continue the investigation."

To prove that An Sien committed suicide, this thing is indispensable.

After leaving this sentence, the messenger went straight downstairs and left.

Jin Pingan stretched out his hand toward the back of the messenger, seemingly wanting to say something.

But he couldn't say a word.

An Sien was just a stranger to him and the messenger, at best, the messenger and her usually communicated more.

Hearing that such a person wants to commit suicide, it is very humane that the messenger can rush over.

Moreover, Jin Ping'an could perceive that An Si'en's death was not a trivial matter to the messenger.

At least when he looked at Ansien's body, his face didn't have the usual coldness.

After half an hour.

Jiang Kaiji led a group of people to pull up the yellow strips.

But no one spoke at this time, they were all watching An Sien's video message quietly.

An Sien recorded two short videos before his death.

One section recorded the issue of inheritance. In the video, she bluntly stated that all the property was inherited by the messenger.

The other part is the whole process of her suicide by taking poison, which ruled out the possibility of homicide for the police.

She had long considered that her death might cause trouble to the police, so she, like a mother, made her own funeral arrangements clear.

With these two videos, the police will handle the case a lot easier, saving at least 70% of the trouble.

After watching these two videos, they saw An Sien's mother's passbook again, which were all neatly placed on the coffee table.

Especially after watching the video of An Sien's mother's last words.

Many police officers were a little nervous, and their eye sockets began to turn red.

Such a young girl who carries her mother's expectations and considers others has chosen to close herself.

Jin Ping An, who is extremely empathetic, has already burst into tears.

After taking photos and collecting evidence, An Si'en's body was put in a body bag and sent for autopsy.

Only Tian Hao, Jin Ping'an, Jiang Kaiji and another recorder were left at the scene.

As the first discoverer of the murder case, Tian Hao will not be expelled from the scene of the crime even if he is suspended.

But all the things that should be checked in the room were almost checked, and the four of them crossed the seal and came to the stairway.

"Your kid is really a trouble maker. As soon as I got the information in the morning, I got involved in the murder case in the afternoon."

Jiang Kaiji sighed helplessly: "According to the time of death, the deceased died in his own home not long after he handed over the suicide note to you..."

"Almost, Ping An has been with me during this period of time. After reading the suicide note, I asked me to rush over with him. The preliminary inference is that the deceased committed suicide by taking methamidophos."

Tian Haozi added.

Even if the evidence is conclusive, the two have not directly concluded the case at this stage.

Everything must be repeated in accordance with the process, so as not to be caught by others.

"Why."

Jin Pingan wiped away her tears and asked, "An Sien...what has she experienced to become like this?

Even if I don't know her, judging from the performance of the meeting this morning and her in the video, this kind of cheerful person would not choose to commit suicide. "

Tian Hao and Jiang Kaiji looked at each other.

The two exchanged their eyes for about ten seconds, and finally Tian Hao spoke first.

The messenger's words in the ward made him get to know Jin Pingan again. This young man was actually much stronger than he thought.

Tian Hao decided to properly expose Jin Ping'an to some negative information, instead of concealing it from him everywhere as before.

"I should have told you before I came here that An Sien was one of the victims who was forced to become a pick-up lady."

"Yeah." Jin Ping'an replied.

"Then do you know what she went through at the villa?"

Tian Hao asked back.

"I...you didn't show me the interrogation record."

Jin Ping'an whispered.

"Of those arrested, except for Wang Youcai who has been released, do you know who was sentenced the most?"

Tian Hao continued to ask questions, but he gave the answer without waiting for Jin Ping An to answer.

"It's a trainer."

Jin Ping An was a little confused. The humble role of the trainer was ignored by him from the beginning.

He thought he would be sentenced to heavy sentences, it would be sales or those fierce thugs.

Because one of the two is to let people be the victim, and the other is to threaten the victim with violence.

In the eyes of Jin Ping An, these two are the key to the entire industrial chain.

"Do you think Wang Youcai's trainers are just teaching those girls how to pick up guests?"

He said that Tian Hao touched his pocket and lit a cigarette: "What they did can no longer be called a human being, and saying that it is a beast is insulting the name of a beast."

Jin Ping An did not speak, but he could vaguely feel that what he was going to say next would definitely refresh his three views.

He clenched his fists unconsciously and began to wait quietly for the following.

"The job of the trainer is not only to teach the ladies how to please the guests, but also to train the disobedient."

"The victims are abducted to them, so naturally they won't obey this group of people. At this time, it's the trainer's turn to appear."

"For those victims who do not cooperate, they will first physically torture them. Most of the torture methods they choose are water prisons, electric chairs, drugs, etc., that will not destroy the value of'commodities'."

"After the physical torture is over, the next thing is mental torture."

At this point, Tian Hao took a breath.

"They chain the victims to show them, crushing their self-esteem. If the victims don't give in, the trainer will do the last step, paralyze them and give them medicine..."

Tian Hao pulled off the cigarette **** and held it in his palm, as if he was using the burning pain to soothe his negative emotions.

"After doing all this, the trainer will give the victims a second brainwashing suggestion, completely erase their selves, and train them into qualified'commodities'."

Tian Hao had only heard other colleagues say something like this before, and this was the first time he had personally encountered it.

After listening to Jiang Kaiji's report a few days ago, he couldn't wait to rush into the detention center and slash the trainer.

“Among the victims we rescued a few days ago, there was someone who was made the last step. She was sent to a mental hospital not long ago for psychological treatment. According to the doctor, the hope of recovery is very slim.”

After speaking these words, Tian Hao unconsciously showed the girl with hollow eyes and a smile on her face.

He pinched his thigh vigorously and forced himself to calm down.

This is the case with Tian Hao, an old criminal policeman, not to mention Jin Ping An.

In front of him, Jin Ping'an had already split his eyes and his eyes were red.

But this time, instead of being furious as before, he swallowed this breath silently.

From this point of view, Jin Pingan is indeed much more mature than he was when he was a minor.

"Let's go back."

Jin Ping'an said word by word: "Le Jia can't be too busy alone."

Tian Hao nodded, turned around and patted Jiang Kaiji on the shoulder: "I will leave it to you here."

Jiang Kaiji waved his hand impatiently: "I see, you, a guy who has been suspended, don't give orders here... watch, don't let him do stupid things."

The second half of the sentence was inaudible, only Tian Hao could hear it.

"I don't need you to say that I know."

Tian Hao whispered back, and then quickly went downstairs to catch up with Jin Pingan.

The twilight is dim, and the setting sun is like blood.

The setting sun is close to the West Mountain, and the horizon is bright red in the distance.

The white-collar workers who have been working hard all day, greet the last afterglow of the sunset, or embark on the bus home, or march in groups to the restaurant, ready to have a drink.

There are also many students who have finished their extracurricular tutoring, gathering in twos and threes, looking at those empty-handed peers with envious eyes.

The sunset means that the day is coming to an end, and most people will usher in the most relaxing moment of the day.

There is only a single teenager who is going against the trend of others.

He looked as if he was meditating on something without vision, and his appearance made people squeeze a sweat for fear that he would accidentally hit a telephone pole or a trash can.

But whenever someone is about to collide with him head-on, he can always dodge flexibly.

People can't help but wonder if the so-called binocular apathy is an illusion of oneself.

Ai Liangnian left the commercial street on foot and came to Huayuan Road.

He was thinking about a question all afternoon.

What kind of mood do people choose to end up with themselves?

Obviously, they have been revenge; obviously they have no financial burden; the people they care about most want to let them live well and start a new life.

Why do they do behaviors that contradict the expectations of the deceased?

Shouldn't it be like in the book, out of the shadows and face a new life?

Ai Liang wanted to try to understand their original mood, but found that he couldn't understand it at all.

Even if he had experienced the death of his parents in his previous life, he couldn't understand it.

His empathy ability began to become worse and worse, even if he could simulate the other person's personality, but as long as he switched back to his own consciousness, those feelings were like water poured into magma, instantly evaporating and disappearing without a shadow. trace.

Ai Liang originally wanted to return to normal people by experiencing a peaceful life, but now he is walking further and further on the ruthless road.

He can read other people's thoughts and distinguish the happiness, anger, sorrow and fear of others, but gradually he cannot understand what is happy and what is sad.

For example, when you see an apple, you not only know the whole process from bud differentiation to flowering and fruiting, but also know how to cultivate and graft it, but you can't remember the taste of apple anyway.

In the past, Ai Liang just saw more and gradually became numb, not really ruthless.

But since the encounter with a thousand-faced person, his emotional module is like being infected by a virus, gradually losing his own function.

Ai Liang had doubted whether his spirit was touched by a thousand-faced man.

However, according to Gao Bin's memory of the description of Qianmianren's abilities, unless Qianmianren's main consciousness descends, it is impossible for Xu Zhihai's distraction to affect him.

After thinking about it, Ai Liang finally attributed all this to his own experience.

While Ai Liang was still thinking about the above question, a sweet voice awakened him from his contemplation.

"Oh, what do you think, A Liang? He looks like a bitter and hatred."

I don't know when, Ye Qing suddenly appeared in front of him, arched slightly, and looked at his face from below.

Ai Liang recovered and focused his eyes on the playful girl in front of him: "... Ye Qing, it's nothing."

"Eh~ Is it really nothing? Your expression just now doesn't look like "nothing". This is the first time I saw that expression on your cold face."

Ye Qing pouted, straightened up and came to Ai Liang's side, and the two walked side by side to the residential building.

"...After all, I just moved here and it will take some time to adapt to the strange environment of Qianhua City."

Ai Liang casually said: "For example, the overall layout of urban roads, as well as the locations of schools, shopping malls, shopping streets, movie theaters, etc., need to be gradually familiarized, and it is normal to feel troubled."

"Normal people usually follow the navigation of their mobile phones. How can you keep the road distribution of the city in your mind? Do you want to be a part-time taxi driver?"

Ye Qing couldn't help but vomit.

Ai Liang responded in a flat tone: "It's just a personal habit, and when these are always useful, they should be prepared."

"No matter how you look at it, you are mature and stable. You don't look like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy at all."

Ye Qing slammed Ai Liang's shoulder lightly: "Well, the excuses are over, do you really mean it?"

Ai Liang stopped and turned to look at Ye Qing.

The latter smiled brightly at him: "I used to be upset with you, but you rarely talk about yourself. It doesn't matter if I pour out my troubles with my big sister once in a while."

Ai Liang opened his mouth slightly to explain.

But Ye Qing seemed to know what he was going to say, and put her finger on Ai Liang's lips first.

"Don't say that I don't have any worries at all. Recently, I have been out early and returned late every day, and I occasionally lie on the balcony at night, even just thinking about it."

"Didn't I say that, I just came here a little bit..."

Ai Liang turned away and continued walking forward, but Ye Qing grabbed his arm.

"A Liang, we have known each other for five years. Although we have only met recently, we still know the bottom line."

Ai Liang turned his head, and Ye Qing had a smirk on her face: "I complained to me like I did before. I haven't heard you for a long time, and I feel like I'm the only one who has paid for it."

"Just make me feel better~www.mtlnovel.com~ okay~"

While speaking, Ye Qing shook Ai Liang's arm.

Looking at the big elder sister in speech and the little sister in behavior, Ai Liang lowered his eyelids and took her to sit down on a nearby bench.

"I recently saw a story, so I wondered, what kind of mood do people commit suicide?"

Ai Liang looked at the sunset in the distance, and the sun had completely fallen below the horizon.

"Suppose a person has suffered many hardships and lost the most cherished relatives, but in the end still ushered in a bright life."

"Those sufferings no longer exist, and his relatives also left last words to encourage him to live happily, but he chose to commit suicide the day before ushering in a bright future."

"I can't understand why he made such a choice."

Ai Liang looked at Ye Qing, wanting to see how she would answer.

Chapter end