Requiem Chapter 58: Scapegoat (2)
To be honest, the truck driver was also very depressed. He was driving well just now, but suddenly the pointer of the fuel gauge started to turn backwards, and it was at that abnormal speed, one circle, two circles, three circles, four circles... Then, a faint smell of burning entered his nostrils. Obviously, there was a problem with the control circuit board. Fortunately, he had been to the driving school and had at least some reaction ability. He stepped on the brake pad with his right foot and pressed it all the way to the bottom. However, he obviously overestimated the braking ability of the car. Although the tires had stopped, the truck was still carrying the weight of dozens of tons of cargo and slid forward. Through the window, you can clearly see the sparks from the tires. "Ah! No, lie down, everyone lie down." Yin Hui knew that according to the current situation, there would be a high probability of a rear-end collision, and if there was a rear-end collision, the roof of his car would definitely be damaged, so he asked everyone to lower their heads. Besides, it was too late to jump out of the car now.
boom……
The truck stopped just within a meter of the car, and the driver bumped into the steering wheel, but luckily only scratched his skin. Seeing that there was no accident, the driver couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after getting up. However, he soon stopped laughing, because he found that the cargo on his truck, bamboo, was sliding down from top to bottom with an unstoppable impact. The scene was like the overwhelming arrow formation that the Qin army was proud of in the movie "Hero", a black mass, killing gods and Buddhas.
And in front of him was the Jetta car that had almost rear-ended him...
A mouthful of spit rolled into the driver's throat. "Not good." Yin Hun pulled the seat belt open. He knew how powerful these bamboos were. With such a large number, such a distance, and such a strong force, the lethality they exerted was naturally unparalleled. He immediately thought of a way out and shouted to the people around him: "Lie down and hide under the seat. The lower the better. Don't look up."
Qian Fang also saw it clearly in the rearview mirror at this moment, his face turned green, and he frantically turned the steering wheel, trying to avoid the direction of the bamboo.
Bang, bang, bang... Hundreds of bamboos as thick as arms plowed away the obstacles in front of them one by one like bulldozers. Several unlucky cars were not spared and were smashed to pieces one by one.
Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking glass in the back seat. Yin Hun looked back and found that the entire glass was covered with spider-web-like cracks. Then, a green bamboo pierced through the glass with a "bang" and shot straight in along the gap between Tang Yan and Shen Feifei, heading towards Qian Fang who was sitting in the main driver's seat.
"Get down!" Yin Hun roared desperately and pulled Qian Fang.
Phew…
There was a sound of cotton being torn. Looking up, the green bamboo had pierced into the driver's seat with all its force and stopped ten centimeters behind Qian Fang's head, not moving.
"That was a close call." Qian Fang covered his chest and was so frightened that it took him a long time to catch his breath.
"You're lucky!" Yin Hun smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.
boom……
Just when everyone had just relaxed, the indicator light on the car's console suddenly lit up, and then the airbag used to protect the driver in a car accident popped out and hit Qian Fang directly in the chest. The powerful force pushed him backwards.
Behind Qian Fangde was the motionless bamboo...
"Crack..." A sound of bones breaking was heard, and the boss's airbag, which was originally inflated, slowly collapsed.
Lines of blood slowly flowed down the car window glass.
Yin Hui looked up and collapsed on the seat with a livid face. Qian Fang's mouth opened in surprise, and a sharp bamboo tip appeared. His entire face was distorted into a polygon. The plasma and brain tissue sprayed out and piled up in the cab, like the popular red and white ice cream cups in summer.
Tang Yan slowly leaned forward, trembling all over, wanting to see how Qian Fang died.
Yin Hui stretched out his big hands and pressed Tang Yan's head back: "Don't look, don't look, hurry up and get off the car!"
But Tang Yan refused to believe it. It was all a nightmare to her. Her eyes were filled with tears. She couldn't believe that the life that was just alive and well was taken away by death in an instant.
"No, I want to see what happened and what all this is all about." Tang Yan cried hysterically. Shen Feifei was also scared. Although she was braver than men sometimes, as long as she was a woman, she would always leave a bad impression at this time.
He covered the two people's eyes and dragged them out of the car. Then he dialed the police station and called Lao Zhaotou, briefly describing what happened here.
Putting down the phone, Yin Hun clearly saw his hands shaking constantly, but he gritted his teeth and controlled the surging emotions in his heart.
"Okay, let's sit here and rest for a while!" Sitting on the ground and looking at the mess on the ground, Yin Hun felt that he didn't know what to say.
Hundreds of bamboo poles blocked the scene, the entire highway was paralyzed, and dozens of damaged cars were lying on the ground. However, there was no blood under the cars, so there shouldn't be too many casualties.
Only under Qian Fangde's car, there was a pool of blood slowly wriggling.
Looking at the pool of blood, Yin Hun felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife. Drop by drop, the blood gradually gathered into strings and buried his body. He could not see or hear anything. The whole world was filled with this gloomy red haze.
"Are...are you okay?" At this time, the truck driver walked to Yin Hun tremblingly, staring at the car that had turned into a hornet's nest, with a bitter look on his face.
Yin Hun ignored the driver. He knew that this was not just a coincidence.
What is that black haze on Qian Fang’s forehead?
Was the strange scene I saw in the rearview mirror an illusion or was it real?
If I was the one driving just now, I would most likely be the one who died.
If Tang Yan hadn't rested her head on his arm last night, causing his hands to go numb today, he wouldn't have been switched.
Is all this really destined?
He thought of a word: butterfly effect.
Due to a series of coincidences, he was safe and sound, but Qian Fang became a poor scapegoat.
And the one who really should die is perhaps yourself.
Thinking of this, he fiercely put out the half-burned cigarette in his hand.
Seeing that Yin Hui and others were silent, the truck driver slowly turned around with his fat body, looked at Qian Fang's body stuck in the car, and his face trembled.
Tick, tick, tick…
Blood flowed down the cracks in the carriage, circling the heels of the people, outlining a route that stretched in all directions, as if it wanted to completely drown the fat driver.
"Ah!" Just when the black blood foam touched the fat man's leather shoes, the fat man jumped three feet high, his body swayed, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. When I looked again, his figure had appeared in the cockpit of the truck.
Beep... "Get out of the way, get out of the way if you don't want to die!" After a few sharp honks, the driver actually roared while grabbing the steering wheel. After turning around, he rushed madly in the other direction. He lost his mind and immediately knocked the guardrails and obstacles in the middle of the road into the air.
Yes, he finally realized that such a big thing had happened, the car was destroyed, and people were killed. Even if he sold his whole family, he probably couldn't afford the compensation, right? So it would be better to just walk away than to be arrested and imprisoned.
When the tail smoke cleared, the truck was no longer visible. Only Tang Yan, Shen Feifei, and a group of frightened car owners were left, shouting and cursing.
Yin Hui did not participate in it. He knew that he could not stop the fat driver from fleeing with his own strength. If he forced him into a dead end, it might cause unnecessary casualties. So at this moment, he simply sat on the ground, looking at the shocking dents on the Jetta car, silently reciting the license plate number of the vehicle involved in the accident.
About a quarter of an hour later, the ambulance finally arrived, followed by the long-lasting wailing of sirens.
Old Zhao also hurried over and looked at the car accident scene with regret.
"What's wrong, Yin Hui, what's wrong?" Old Sun walked up with unsteady steps and asked hurriedly.
"You..." Yin Hun's voice trembled, but he couldn't say anything. He was too frightened just now and his heart couldn't calm down for a long time.
"Tang Yan, are you okay? Shen Feifei, are you okay?" Director Zhou also asked kindly. But they could see Sun Haifeng dead inside the car window, and they were so scared that their faces turned pale.
The police quickly took control of the situation and took them back to the police station. There was no other way but to record their statements.
Before leaving, Yin Hun was surprised to find that the blood that was originally flowing chaotically on the ground had spontaneously formed a pattern similar to the Arabic numeral, '4'!
Yin Hun's heart trembled.
He leaned over to Old Zhao's ear and said with a faint smile and a strong sense of sarcasm: "Hmph! Master, look, this is the fourth one. Will there be a fifth, sixth, and seventh one?"
Old Zhao was stunned for a moment, shook his head slightly, sighed, closed his eyes, and a pool of hot tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.
He knew what his apprentice meant, which was that he was watching someone in need without helping. It was clearly something that could be remedied, but he had yet to express his stance.
Back at the police station, even Ouyang Xue was frowning the whole day, with a cloud of worry floating over her head.
These deaths happened one after another. The deaths that were originally unrelated were actually connected by a set of mysterious numbers. The seemingly accidental deaths did have some mysterious connection. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't figure it out. She had been hurting her head because of this matter in the past few days. She had looked up countless materials, but the incident was still not tense.
To be honest, she was too lazy to argue with Yin Hui and just replayed the surveillance footage of the accident scene over and over again.
At this time, the specially appointed forensic doctor Song Dian came over, sat next to her and asked, "Inspector Ouyang, have you ever thought about this? Since this case has many similarities with the previous cases, are there any connections between them? Or are these cases likely to have been committed by the same murderer? And judging from the first victim, the time interval between the two cases is also very short." He was one of the medical officers who performed the autopsy on Ma Gobi, so he naturally knew a lot about time.
Ouyang Xue frowned: "It is indeed possible. This murderer is very unusual."
"Perhaps we are facing an alphabetic case within a case." Song Dian said firmly.
"Mother-child case?" It was the first time that Ouyang Xue heard of this type of case and felt a little confused.
"Yes, I encountered such a case back then. The so-called mother-child case is a maze-like serial case carefully designed by a group of criminals with extremely high IQs. In order to distract the police, the criminals deliberately designed many unrelated cases, and then used these cases to form a web like a puzzle that people can never get out of. Although the cases that make up the web seem to be independent and unrelated, they are actually all committed by the same criminal. It's like facing many ethereal phantoms at the same time, which makes it difficult to grasp and distinguish between true and false, and the whole case has no way to be investigated."
Although Ouyang Xue was a little confused, she still understood the general idea: "You mean the murderer is deliberately setting up a maze for us?"
Song Dian nodded: "It is possible. The murderer went to great lengths to design this mother-child case. The ultimate goal is to make it impossible for us to investigate many cases that we have no clues about. Even if we find out some of the cases, we will never find out who the murderer is."
"Because these cases are completely different from ordinary cases. They are obstacles set up by the murderer to protect himself. There is no need for any reason or motive. According to our usual logic, it is unreasonable. Because they have no motive or reason to kill, but do it at will. This is the most difficult part of this type of case. It's like you are walking on the street and suddenly someone throws a stone at you. Although you know that the person who threw the stone must be in the crowd around you, there are too many people around, and everyone is a suspect. In this way, facing the crowd, you dare not be sure who threw the stone. But if there is only one person, you can definitely conclude that he is the one who threw the stone."
"In this case, there is no way to solve the mother-child case, right?"
"No, as long as it's a case, it can be solved, and the same goes for the mother-and-child case. Although it looks very complicated and difficult to distinguish, the mother-and-child case is not unbreakable, because the mother-and-child case also has a weakness."
Ouyang Xue became more alert: "What weakness?"
Song Dian said: "Although there are many overlapping cases in the mother-child case, there are two very obvious specific phenomena, one is conscious and the other is unconscious. Usually we call the conscious one a true case and the unconscious one a false case. As long as we distinguish between the true case and the false case, we have cleared away the layers of fog covering the surface of the case, and the case will not be difficult to solve."
Ouyang Xue was a little confused: "What's the difference between a true case and a false case? Can cases also be divided into true and false?"
Song Dian smiled: "You didn't understand correctly. What I mean by a true case is a case that the murderer really wants to commit, that is, a case that the murderer commits in order to achieve his real purpose. A false case is a case that the murderer deliberately commits to cover up the true case and is irrelevant to his subjective purpose. To put it more clearly, it's like a shrewd thief who steals things from someone else's house. He obviously came in through the front door, but in order to cover up his whereabouts, he deliberately smashed the window glass to make others think he climbed in through the window."
Now Ouyang Xue finally understood: "So that's how it is. It's like setting up a fake crime scene or leaving fake clues to confuse us!"
Song Dian said: "Yes, that's right. As long as we can distinguish between true and false cases, it is equivalent to finding the correct route of the maze. As long as we follow it, we will definitely catch the murderer, and then everything will be revealed."
Ouyang Xue held her chin with both hands: "So among these cases, which one is true and which one is false?"
Song Dian shook his head: "These cases are very independent, but they also have many similarities and overlaps. I am not sure which one is the real case and which one is the false case. Also, the more cases there are, the easier it is to distinguish between the real and the false cases. If there are fewer cases, it will be difficult to make a judgment. Once you make a wrong judgment on the real and the false cases, all your efforts will be in vain. It's like gambling on chess. If you win, you live, and if you lose, you die."
"So what should we do now?"
"Don't rush to solve the case. Being impatient will affect your judgment. First, carefully observe the direction of the case. I believe the murderer will continue to commit crimes. As long as the case develops to a certain extent, the characteristics of true and false cases will be clearly revealed. At that time, as long as the true case is found, the case will definitely be solved."
After hearing this, Ouyang Xue finally felt relieved. She felt that the day of solving the case would not be too far away.
"Haha! Forensic Doctor Song really hit the nail on the head. To express my gratitude, I'll treat you today!" After saying that , Ouyang Xue patted Song Dian's shoulder carelessly, not caring that Song Dian was gasping in pain.
