Chapter 15 Skylark (Four chapters in one)
◎Go to sleep in the bird's nest◎
Ji Jinmao was shocked, raised his head suddenly, and stumbled towards the elevator: "Go to the tenth floor, go to the tenth floor, there is a window at the end of the corridor, you can climb out from there!"
Xu Songling was still urging, "Where's He Mingyu? Have you called the police station? When will the police dog come?" Suddenly, he saw Ji Jinmao rushing out like he had lost his soul, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
Zhao Xiangwan's heart almost jumped out of his throat.
When I first came here, I could see from a distance a long billboard hanging high on the west side of the hotel. At night, neon lights would light up, flashing red, green and yellow lights that blinded people.
The neon sign of the Four Seasons Hotel is about nine meters long and welded to the wall with steel pipes. If Ji Zhao really climbs up there, it could be fatal!
It's the tenth floor. How much load-bearing capacity can the steel frame supporting the lighthouse have? A grown man is sitting on it, swinging his arms and legs. What if it collapses?
"Captain Xu, President Ji has thought of a place. Ji Zhao might be there. Let's hurry up and follow him." Following Zhao Xiangwan's explanation, everyone rushed to the staircase.
Tenth floor.
The wind is blowing.
The neon lights shine through the windows, painting the corridor floor with colorful colors.
Ji Jinmao leaned against the window, shouting at the top of his lungs: "Ji Zhao——"
Three triangular steel frames were welded to the wall at one end, and the other end supported a nine-meter-high signboard. The scattered wires swayed in the air, and the lights decorated the night beautifully.
There was a man sitting on the bottom steel frame.
He stood facing the window, with his hands raised flat, his feet swinging slowly back and forth.
He was wearing a white shirt and khaki pants, with messy bangs covering his eyebrows and eyes as bright as stars in the sky.
Ji Zhao was immersed in his own world, deaf to any external sounds. The night wind blew from afar, caressing his cheeks, ears, fingertips, and toes, gently wrapping and entangling him.
Xu Songling dragged Ji Jinmao back and shouted, "Why are you shouting? What if you disturb him and fall down?"
Ji Jinmao was completely panicked, with tears and snot streaming down his face. He grabbed Xu Songling's arm tightly and spoke breathlessly.
"What should I do? What should I do? If he dies, I will die too! I only have this one son, and he is the only one in our Ji family. My father died early, and I was raised by my mother. When Ji Zhao was born, Dan Feng had a severe hemorrhage and almost died, so I made up my mind to get a vasectomy. Dan Feng and I only have this one son, and my mother only has this one grandson..."
Worrying too much will lead to confusion. At this moment, Ji Jinmao does not look like the richest man at all. He even said something as private as "vasectomy". He is just like a grieving old father who is worried about his son's life and death.
Luo Yihui rushed over and supported Ji Jinmao, with a guilty look on his face: "Uncle, I'm sorry, it's my fault, I'll persuade him."
Seeing Luo Yihui, whom he trusted so much, Ji Jinmao wanted to slap him twice.
Knowing that Ji Zhao had autism, didn't know how to express himself when he was wronged, and could only be bullied when alone, how could he leave Ji Zhao alone on the terrace for more than ten minutes?
Just ten minutes is enough to kill someone several times!
What's the point of apologizing? What's the point of apologizing? If anything happens to Ji Zhao, Ji Jinmao will strangle Luo Yihui first!
However, when he heard Luo Yihui say that he was going to persuade Ji Zhao, and thought that they were of the same age and had grown up together, Ji Zhao might be able to listen to him, Ji Jinmao felt a glimmer of hope in his heart. He blew a snot bubble, raised his hand to wipe his face, and tried to calm himself down: "Then keep your voice down and persuade him to come back."
With Ji Jinmao's consent, Luo Yihui stepped closer to the window and looked at Ji Zhao who was sitting on the steel frame.
Luo Yihui's face was dyed with various colors by the colorful lights, red, green, blue, yellow, changing unpredictably.
The atmosphere was tense.
Xu Songling remained calm in the face of danger. He quietly arranged for someone to call the special police and firefighters for support. He also asked someone to find a fire safety rope and prepared to go into battle himself to rescue people.
Lu Manning's legs felt weak and she held onto the corridor wall, gasping for breath.
Zhao Xiangwan held his breath and stared closely at Luo Yihui's every move. Thinking of Feng Hongying's scolding Luo Yihui in her heart, Zhao Xiangwan became more alert and wanted to hear clearly what he was thinking.
But--
I heard nothing.
A thick barrier seemed to have erected itself in Luo Yihui's heart, and he could hear nothing.
The mind-reading technique failed, and Zhao Xiangwan became more alert.
People with deep thoughts will hide their thoughts very deeply and will not easily reveal them. Only when they are emotionally excited can we get a glimpse of them.
Zhao Xiangwan slowly approached, looking at the handsome and sunny young man in front of him without leaving any trace.
He wore a slim-fitting black shirt, black trousers, black leather shoes, and a black belt around his waist. Because of the black outfit, the gold belt buckle was particularly eye-catching. Even though Zhao Xiangwan was not familiar with luxury brands, he could tell that the belt was worth a lot of money.
Ji Zhao's mother is Luo Yihui's aunt. They look similar, both with fair skin and black eyes. However, Luo Yihui has a big mouth, thin lips, short hair, and a broad forehead, which makes him look more masculine than Ji Zhao.
Luo Yihui began to speak.
No one dared to say a word and tried to lower their breathing for fear of disturbing Ji Zhao.
"Ji Zhao, have you had enough fun? Are you hungry? Come home and have dinner."
Luo Yihui's voice was gentle and relaxed, as if two old friends who had not seen each other for a long time met by chance on the road and were chatting familiarly.
Zhao Xiangwan stood a foot behind Luo Yihui. When he saw the flashing neon lights, his pupils suddenly shrank.
When humans see something of interest, their pupils will dilate significantly; conversely, when they see someone or something they hate, their pupils will suddenly shrink.
Changes in pupils are not under people's conscious control, so it is difficult to fake.
Although he couldn't hear Luo Yihui's inner voice, Zhao Xiangwan came to a conclusion through the changes in his micro-expressions - Luo Yihui didn't like and even hated Ji Zhao.
The story of the landlord's fool son that Feng Hongying used to provoke Ji Zhao was also told to her by Luo Yihui. If he did it on purpose, then this person's scheming was beyond imagination.
"Ji Zhao, I just left for a while, why are you here? You haven't eaten anything at the thank-you banquet tonight, come on, let's go eat together."
Luo Yihui's eyes were moving rapidly from bottom to top, and stopped at the upper right corner.
When people construct images and sounds in their minds, their eyes turn upward and to the right.
When do people need to construct visuals and sounds themselves? Usually when they are trying to use their imagination and create something out of thin air.
Now Luo Yihui is neither painting nor writing novels, and is not working. His efforts to fabricate images and sounds are obviously to cover up the truth, which is to lie.
Lie? Was Luo Yihui's claim of leaving because of stomachache a lie? He left on purpose, why?
"Don't you want to eat? That won't work. If you're hungry, your aunt and uncle will strangle me to death. Haha..." Luo Yihui opened his mouth slightly exaggerated and laughed.
Ji Zhaoping's raised hands changed, one higher than the other.
Ji Jinmao's eyes lit up, and he lowered his voice to urge Luo Yihui: "He has responded, let him come back quickly."
Luo Yihui hummed, and a strange light flashed in his eyes: "Ji Zhao, it's dark and windy, you must be cold, right? How about this, you stand up slowly, and I'll catch you."
Ji Zhao's hands began to shake slightly up and down, and he slowly turned his head. The neon lights made his dark eyes shine brightly, like two beautiful gems.
When Ji Zhao turned his face towards the hotel corridor, Zhao Xiangwan could see clearly that his tightly pursed lips were a little dry, his hair was messy, and his whole body was shaking slightly. His eyes were confused and his pupils were unfocused, as if he was still in a dream.
This state is wrong.
Taking a step closer, Zhao Xiangwan finally understood Ji Zhao's heart.
His inner world is different from that of ordinary people.
After acquiring the ability to read minds, Zhao Xiangwan saw ordinary people as radios. As long as he tuned in, the voice of his heart would reach his ears. Ji Zhao, on the other hand, was like a black-and-white TV. When he got close to him, dynamic images appeared in Zhao Xiangwan's mind.
——The wilderness was covered with thick snow, snowflakes fell to the ground, and it was desolate and silent. A pure white skylark flew across the sky, flapping its wings desperately, trying to find a branch to rest on.
Luo Yihui's voice was full of hypnotic temptation: "Very good, don't look down, move slowly, first stand up with the help of the pole next to you, then walk over on the iron frame. It's okay, I'll extend my hand to you, you walk in this direction."
Ji Jinmao stared at Ji Zhao's every move nervously, feeling uneasy. He hoped that Ji Zhao would obey and come over by himself, but he was also afraid that he would fall down accidentally.
As Luo Yihui's voice sounded, the originally quiet scene in Ji Zhao's heart suddenly became noisy. The strong wind swept up the thick snow on the ground, whistling and raging. The wings of the skylark were blown by the strong wind and began to circle at a low altitude.
In Ji Zhao's world, he transformed himself into this skylark. No wonder he sat on the iron frame, because only here could he flap his "wings", strive to fly, and break out of this silent wilderness.
Luo Yihui's words did not comfort Ji Zhao, but instead disturbed his calm mind.
"Ji Zhao, I'm waiting for you here, come quickly. Your father, your mother, and Feng's mother, Duan Yong... they are all waiting for you."
The neon lights flickered, Ji Zhao suddenly opened his eyes and looked straight at Luo Yihui.
【Finally! 】
Luo Yihui's emotions fluctuated, and a crack appeared in the originally thick barrier, and Zhao Xiangwan heard his inner voice. Just two words, but Zhao Xiangwan's adrenaline surged.
這個洛一輝是位心理學高手，他在尋找季昭的弱點。而現在，他終于找到！
【馮媽的話果然成功刺激到季昭。沒想到啊，季昭對什麽都不放在心上，地主家的傻兒子故事卻能挑動他的情緒。他的目光終于聚焦，顯然開始主動接受外部信息。】
“馮媽……”洛一輝剛要繼續，卻被季錦茂快速捂住嘴。
別看季錦茂長得胖，動作卻十分靈活，他也發現了季昭的不對勁，死命捂住洛一輝的嘴，低聲喝斥道：“馮媽已經被辭退，不要再提她！”
季錦茂聽趙向晚說馮媽言語刺激到季昭，便決意要把這個人從季昭的身邊趕走，哪裏會讓洛一輝再提及她名字？季昭現在身處險境，容不得一點差錯，絕對不能讓洛一輝胡亂說話。
洛一輝眨了眨眼，嘴裏發出“唔唔”聲響，連連點頭。
季錦茂這才松開手，警告了一句：“小心說話。”
洛一輝再一次豎起心理屏障，一絲心聲都沒有透出來。但趙向晚已經明白他不是個好東西，哪裏還敢讓他開口說話？
趙向晚退後兩步，在朱飛鵬耳邊低語：“把他扣下！”
“什麽？”朱飛鵬一時半會沒有反應過來，反問了一句。洛一輝一直在安撫季昭情緒，試圖引他自行回來，趙向晚為什麽要把他扣下？
“他有問題。”
趙向晚的聲音短促而輕微，但卻帶着無庸置疑的力量，讓朱飛鵬迅速行動起來。
似猛虎下山，體能素質一流的朱飛鵬身影閃過，衆目睽睽之下一把扣住洛一輝胳膊，一推一扭，将他雙手反剪。
右手肘一頂，洛一輝整張臉便貼在走廊牆壁上。
洛一輝剛被季錦茂捂住嘴，還沒喘口氣又被朱飛鵬控制住，顧不得臉頰、胳膊疼痛，叫道：“你，你做什麽！”
盧曼凝不明所以，慌忙拉扯兒子：“小鵬，你幹什麽呢？他是總裁夫人的侄兒，他正在救人！”
趙向晚看一眼四周，人群烏泱泱地擠在走廊，特警和消防還沒有趕來，許嵩嶺擔心時間久了季昭撐不住，取來安全繩套在身上，準備爬出去強行帶回季昭。
季昭如果情緒不穩定，許嵩嶺的計劃恐怕難以奏效。
趙向晚深吸了一口氣，對季錦茂解釋道：“洛一輝的話已經刺激到季昭，不能讓他再開口。”
“好。”季錦茂半信半疑，但事關兒子生死，他選擇相信警察。他揮手讓保镖退下，示意他們将洛一輝帶離現場。
洛一輝掙紮着喊道：“姑父，季昭需要我，季昭需要我！讓我幫幫他——”
趙向晚冷冷地看了他一眼：“閉嘴！”
洛一輝心一驚，有些心虛地收了聲。
少了洛一輝的聲音，站在走廊圍觀的人群安靜下來，系着安全繩的許嵩嶺慢慢靠近窗口。
季昭的身體忽然向外挪動了半寸。
“咯吱——”鋼架終于承受不住力道，開始搖晃。
有根電線松脫，“四季大酒店”的燈牌暗了暗，發出“噼裏啪啦”的刺耳聲音。
季錦茂面色煞白，伸出手攔住準備躍身而起的許嵩嶺，哀求道：“不行，不行，季昭不喜歡生人靠近。”
【不能讓他有危險，不能再刺激他。季昭和普通人不一樣，他有他自己的世界。是我無能，沒辦法護他周全，我該死！我連季昭為什麽不留在畫室，為什麽獨自爬上廣告牌都不知道！我不配當他爸爸。】
季錦茂對兒子的愛，熾熱而無私。
哪怕不是個正常人，哪怕對他的愛沒有回應，季錦茂依然不離不棄，視若生命。
“讓我試試吧。”
夜風拂起趙向晚額前碎發，忽明忽暗的霓虹燈讓她的臉看上去有了一絲神秘感。
季錦茂看着眼前女孩。
他不認識趙向晚，一直以為她是許嵩嶺的手下。從她剛才審訊馮紅英的過程來看，年紀雖輕，手段卻極為高明。
讓她試試？她要幹什麽？
趙向晚知道他在想什麽，輕聲道：“我來和季昭溝通。”
許嵩嶺卻不肯讓趙向晚出面，将她一把拉回來：“你湊什麽熱鬧！這不是審訊嫌疑犯，你那一套沒用。”
朱飛鵬也勸她：“是啊，小師妹你別逞強。人命關天，你還是個學生呢。”
秋風瑟瑟，季昭感覺到寒冷與疲憊，但窗口有人影來回晃動，這讓他內心的不安愈發深刻，試圖向外挪動身體。
“嘎——”鋼架再一次發出異響。
季錦茂吓得魂飛魄散，帶着哭腔沖他喊了起來：“季昭，你別動啊！”
情況緊急，容不得片刻猶豫。
趙向晚撲到窗邊，大聲道：“季昭，讓風停下來，風太大，飛不動的。”
季昭的背脊忽然變得僵直，停下動作。
鋼架晃了晃，穩定下來。
雖然趙向晚說的話大家聽不懂，但看到窗外人影不再移動，都松了一口氣。
季錦茂死死咬住唇，控制着自己緊張又激動的情緒。
從呀呀學語到成大成長，這二十一年時光裏季錦茂對兒子投入了全部的愛，無數次嘗試、無數次挫敗，他太了解季昭。
哪怕只是簡單地停止挪動，但季錦茂卻知道，季昭對趙向晚的話有了正向的反饋！
自己哭喊，季昭置若罔聞；
洛一輝勸慰，季昭手腳、頭頸搖晃得更加厲害；
可趙向晚說停下來，他就停下來了！
季錦茂再無絲毫懷疑，眼中淚水湧出，哽咽着央求趙向晚：“你說，繼續說，你再和他說說。”
許嵩嶺皺起眉毛，暗自咬牙。
這丫頭膽子太大了！眼前這個季昭可是星市首富的獨兒子，如果有個三長兩短，誰來負責？許嵩嶺自己好歹還有刑偵支隊的支持，他的一切行動是職責所在。
可是趙向晚呢？她不過只是個大一的學生，怎麽就敢獨自和一個有輕生念頭的人鬥智鬥勇？
在公安局裏，遇到這種情況都由談判專家來與對方溝通。即使是學過心理學、有豐富的談判經驗，專家們也不敢保證能與自閉症患者正常交流！
許嵩嶺一臉的不同意，琢磨着萬一有事怎麽保下她來。
朱飛鵬則興奮地盯着趙向晚，對強者的崇拜讓他感覺眼前姑娘美得像一幅畫，比那豔麗的霓虹燈還要漂亮。
趙向晚的全部心神都集中在與她相距三米的季昭身上。
“飛累了，就停一停。”她的聲音裏帶着神奇的力量，成功安撫下季昭焦慮的情緒。
——風停雪住，雲雀不再盤旋，歡快地扇動着翅膀。
【沒有樹枝，停不下來。】
一個清雅的少年嗓音忽然在趙向晚的腦海中浮現。
這是季昭的聲音？他能說話？他願意和自己交流？
趙向晚努力控制着激動的情緒，溫柔地引導着他：“一棵樹有多難？畫一棵吧。”
第一次有人能夠看透他內心，知道他飛得很累，知道他想找個地方停歇，季昭無條件地選擇信任趙向晚的話。
畫一棵？一支看不見的畫筆在季昭的世界裏陡然出現，輕輕一筆，一棵大樹出現。早已飛累的雲雀歡叫一聲，振翅飛向大樹，随意找到一根枝條停歇下來。
季昭的嘴角浮現出一個笑容，淺淺淡淡，純淨似水晶。
季錦茂看得分明，淚水滑落。啊，兒子笑了！他好久都沒有這樣笑過了。
他看向趙向晚的眼光變得熱烈無比，恨不得頂禮膜拜。這個女孩是個寶貝！她是季昭的大救星！
許嵩嶺也有些動容。
自閉症，又稱孤獨性障礙，主要特征是漠視情感、拒絕交流、語言發育遲滞、行為重複刻板以及活動興趣範圍的顯著局限性。國內對自閉症的認識剛剛起步，國外前幾年才有心理學教授嘗試系統性幹預治療。
連國外最優秀的心理學專家都措手無策的自閉症患者，趙向晚竟然只用片言只語就讓他有了積極的反應？太難得了！
各種贊美、感嘆湧入腦海，趙向晚內心毫無波瀾。第一次發現讀心術能夠看到對方的心靈世界，她正在摸索着前行。
季昭的內心呈現方式是畫面，他在畫中是一只小小雲雀，在努力飛翔着，這是不是代表他他也想走出那空曠寂寥的雪原？
他是繪畫天才，能夠将看到的畫面真實、完美呈現出來，他的繪圖作品色彩絢爛無比，為什麽內心畫面是黑白的？
既然他能夠在內心世界裏随意添加物品，為什麽不能畫出顏色？
想到剛才是因為自己一句話提醒，季昭才畫上一棵大樹，趙向晚有了一個模糊的想法——有沒有一種可能，季昭并不知道自己才是心靈世界的主宰？
他的心靈世界随着情緒而發生變化，季昭就像一個懵懂的孩子，被動地接受着這個世界，不知道如何改變。
趙向晚嘗試着開口：“在樹上畫個鳥窩吧，鳥窩裏放上羽毛、幹草，上面蓋着厚厚的葉子，遮風、擋雨，舒服暖和。”
【好。】
季昭的聲音裏透着孩童般的歡欣。第一次感覺到創造世界的快樂，那支看不見的畫筆再一次出現，一個暖暖的鳥巢出現在枝葉縫隙之間。
“去鳥窩裏睡覺吧。”
雲雀歡叫一聲，撲愣着翅膀蹦跳進鳥窩之中，仿佛發現新玩具一樣高興地啄着四周幹燥的小樹枝。
“很舒服吧？外面再吵也不要理，那是風在搖晃樹枝。”
季昭很聽話，雙手自然下垂，斜靠在廣告牌上，嘴角帶笑，微閉雙眼，仿佛睡着了一般。
趙向晚轉過頭，沖許嵩嶺使了個眼色。
許嵩嶺點點頭，整理好腰間應急安全繩，單手撐住窗臺，一躍而起。
他是特種兵出身，動作敏捷而有力，邁過鋼架，飛一般靠近季昭。
許嵩嶺的腳剛一踩上鋼架，便引發一陣搖晃，鋼架焊接在牆體預埋件上，顯然承受不住兩個人的重量。廣告牌搖搖欲墜，看得人心驚膽顫。
所有人都屏住了呼吸，膽小的捂住眼睛，不敢再看。
許嵩嶺慢慢靠近季昭，趙向晚的心跳在不斷加快。她的眼神一直緊緊盯着季昭的面部表情，精神高度緊張。
季昭腦海裏的畫面沒有絲毫變化，依然是雪原、曠野、枯樹、雲雀，雲雀蜷縮在鳥巢裏，懶洋洋擡起一邊翅膀将腦袋遮住，閉上眼睛安靜地睡着了。
鋼架晃動。
大樹開始搖晃。
雲雀在巢穴裏睡得很安心。
确認過季昭內心平靜，不會有反抗之後，趙向晚右手舉起，快速揮下，臉上露出堅定之色：上！
酒店走廊找不到固定物，只能将安全繩的另一頭固定在兩名刑警腰上。他們穩穩地扣住窗臺兩側，靠牆體的豎向支撐力來抵消繩索的拉力。看到趙向晚的手勢，雙膝迅速下蹲，準備承受那巨大的下墜之勢。
一定要搶在廣告牌垮塌之前把季昭抓住！
許嵩嶺的動作如行雲流水一般，只一秒便攬住季昭，将提前打好結的安全繩扣在他腰間，一把将他從鋼架上提起。
“嘎——咔！”鋼架再也承受不住這份力道，與牆體接觸處陡然斷裂。
許嵩嶺快步如飛，單手抱人，在鋼架徹底掉落之前到達窗臺。何明玉、朱飛鵬飛撲上前，探身而出，牢牢接住兩人。
一陣歡呼聲中，許嵩嶺安全将季昭帶回。
高度緊張讓季錦茂手腳發軟，他一把抱住季昭，又哭又笑：“回來就好，回來就好。”
許嵩嶺解下腰間繩索，剛才靠近窗臺時鋼架垂直掉落，不過有隊友默契配合，大家都沒有受傷。
許嵩嶺轉過頭看着趙向晚，贊許地點了點頭。
如果沒有趙向晚安撫好季昭的情緒，但凡他有一絲不配合，救人任務都會困難重重。
趙向晚如釋重負。
說實話，不顧許隊的反對，主動站出來與季昭溝通，趙向晚感覺到了前所未有的壓力。
好在有驚無險，好在大家都安然無恙。
季昭內心世界裏，巢穴中的雲雀睜開眼，正好奇地從鳥巢裏探出腦袋，張望着外面的一切。
看到這一幕，趙向晚微笑轉身，和隊友們一起離開。
一行人回到寶瑞廳，周巧秀一直等待在這裏，看到他們回來忙上前詢問：“怎麽樣？怎麽樣？人找到了嗎？”
剛才腰間繩索巨大的拉扯力讓許嵩嶺腰肋有些疼痛，估計會有淤青，他深呼吸之後回應道：“人已經找到，我們可以走了。”
四季大酒店剛才緊急封鎖，引起一些客人的恐慌。消防人員、特警大隊、警犬集體出動，再加上馮紅英、段勇等人渎職，季錦茂還有一大堆事要忙。
在許嵩嶺看來，救季昭不過是職責所在，不足一提。他半點沒有将這份功勞放在心上，功成身退，帶着一行人結帳離開。
從包房出來，走在紅底金花的波斯地毯上，朱飛鵬眉飛色舞地對周巧秀講述剛才的故事。
“周老師，你不知道哇，小師妹神勇無比，一眼看出洛一輝不是個好東西，讓我把他扣下來……”
許嵩嶺被提醒，這才想起剛才趙向晚指揮朱飛鵬的事情，他停下腳步，問了一句：“洛一輝也算是在努力安撫季昭的情緒，你做什麽要扣下他？”
今天發生的事情太多、太雜，趙向晚理了理頭緒。
“許隊，您不是讓我把微表情行為學研究下去嗎？洛一輝見到季昭時瞳孔縮小，這說明他其實內心厭惡季昭，他提到鬧肚子離開的時候視線朝着右上方，這代表他在說謊。”
朱飛鵬一聽就怒了：“媽的，洛一輝這小子我認得。他六歲時爸媽離婚，一直在季家生活，所有費用都是季總承擔，還送他去M國讀大學，攻讀心理學專業，沒想到竟然是只白眼狼？”
周巧秀沉吟道：“讓他學心理學，估計也是季總希望他可以幫到季昭。只是欲壑難平，只怕季總是養虎為患了。”
許嵩嶺擡了擡頭，制止大家繼續讨論這個話題：“季昭是自己下的樓、自己爬上的廣告牌，事件本身不足以構成刑事案件，不應該由我們重案組接手。我們只是休假期間正好遇上，幫助季總尋人，至于審問、斷案，就不要再操心了。就算洛一輝有問題，那也是季總的家事，輪不到我們插手。”
朱飛鵬哼哼了一聲：“許隊你的意思就是，咱們這回完全是見義勇為呗。”
許嵩嶺重重拍了他肩膀一下：“對！就是這樣。我們重案一組搶了其他兄弟的活，都給我低調點，別惹人罵。”
朱飛鵬其實有點不樂意。做了好事不留名？這不是他的風格。不過既然許隊這個大功臣都發了話，他也只能聽從。
至于洛一輝……朱飛鵬咬了咬牙，這個天殺的始作俑者，要不是他折騰出這麽多事，這個點大家已經吃飽喝足回家洗澡睡覺了。越想越氣，朱飛鵬打算回家見了母親一定要好好說道說道，把這個不要臉的白眼狼趕出星市。
想到這裏，朱飛鵬湊近了趙向晚：“你和我詳細說說，為什麽判斷洛一輝有問題？”
趙向晚見他追問，便耐心地解釋：“洛一輝既然是學心理學專業的，那他一定了解人性、能夠利用人性弱點。馮媽生病，正是脆弱的時候，透過馮媽的窗戶正好能夠看到季昭的背影，他挑這個時候離開，其實是給了馮媽機會。”
周巧秀聽着直搖頭：“唉！”
趙向晚繼續道：“不過，這回的事情應該不是洛一輝的事先安排。馮媽刺激、季昭回畫室、段勇偷溜、季昭爬上廣告牌……他如果能夠将這一切環環相扣地設計出來，那完全是個犯罪天才。”
朱飛鵬嗤笑一聲：“天才？就洛一輝那個自以為是留洋精英，一臉高傲、目中無人的模樣，還想當犯罪天才？他也配！”
許嵩嶺擡手拍了朱飛鵬後腦一下，發出清脆的一聲“啪！”
“莫亂說！犯罪天才又不是什麽好東西，談什麽配不配的？咱們當警察的，哪個願意遇上犯罪天才？殺人于無形，沒有任何證據、沒有任何痕跡，所有人都查不出一絲端倪，你以為有意思？你以後少和洛一輝來往，給我閉嘴！”
正說話間，趙向晚忽然停下腳步。
接到酒店可以離開的通知，從一樓宴會廳走出一大群人，個個衣着精致，禮貌而優雅。
一襲寶藍套裙的魏美華便在其中。
認出魏美華之後，趙向晚的目光從她身上掠過，精準鎖定兩個人。
與魏美華并肩而行的，是一個身材高挑的中年男人，額頭飽滿，眼睛狹長，眼窩深、眸色淺，與趙向晚有七、八分相似——應該是趙青雲。
站在魏美華、趙青雲身後的，是一個身穿白裙的年輕姑娘，體态嬌小，一張漂亮的瓜子臉，大眼睛、長睫毛、櫻桃小嘴，眉眼間能找到八年前鄉下四妹子的影子。
趙晨陽！
終于見到偷了自己人生的趙晨陽，趙向晚原以為自己會憤怒，但剛剛從生死邊緣把季昭解救回來，那份濃濃的成就感讓她心态平和而滿足，半點也生不出激動的情緒。
“趙晨陽。”趙向晚喚了一聲。
既然遇到，那就來吧。
聽到這一聲喊，擡頭看到趙向晚那張臉，趙晨陽一個激靈，愣在當場。
周巧秀、許嵩嶺對視一眼，停下腳步，順着趙向晚的視線看向人群中那個神情慌張的人。
原來，這就是趙向晚一直在尋找的趙晨陽？在鄉下與趙向晚一起長大，尋找到親生父母之後便杳無音訊，一點良心都沒有！
再一看趙晨陽身邊站着的趙青雲，兩人內心犯起了嘀咕：不是吧？趙晨陽的父親怎麽和趙向晚長得一模一樣？難道……
一個不可思議的念頭自心頭升起，周巧秀憤怒了。
只怕，趙向晚才是趙青雲親生的女兒吧？生而不養，丢在鄉下十年之久，接孩子的時候竟然也能弄錯？這是什麽蠢貨？！
聽到這一聲喊，魏美華擡起頭來，一眼看到趙向晚，頓時就冷下臉來，轉頭對趙青雲說：“你看你看，這就是我跟你說過、來找我要錢的你老家人。拿了我的錢，連聲謝謝都沒有說，一點禮貌都沒有！”
趙青雲順着聲音看過來，看到亭亭玉立的趙向晚。或許因為容貌相似，趙青雲對趙向晚産生了一絲莫名的好感，溫聲安慰魏美華：“可能是老家剛進城的孩子，什麽都不懂。”
奇怪，她怎麽會認得晨陽？他忽然反應過來，看一眼趙晨陽：“她是誰？”
趙晨陽怎麽也沒想到，會在這裏見到趙向晚。
眼看着趙向晚一步步走近，趙晨陽心跳如擂鼓，父母就在身旁站着，趙晨陽退無可退。
趙晨陽顫抖着聲音，哆嗦着嘴唇，半天才說了一句：“她，她叫趙向晚，是我養父母家的三女兒，和我一起長大的。”
趙青雲看看她，再看看趙向晚，雙目微眯：“我去接你的時候，怎麽沒有見到她？”
趙晨陽硬着頭皮回答：“那個時候她病了，在屋裏躺着呢。”
心虛的趙晨陽內心在瘋狂地叫嚣着。
【我媽那個豬腦殼，我跟她說過不要讓趙向晚找過來，她就是不聽。趙向晚那張臉和爸爸那麽像，只要看到了就會露餡的！】
魏美華再看一眼趙向晚，腦子有點轉不過來：“你，你不是青雲老家親戚？”
趙向晚看着親生母親，輕輕笑了笑。
魏美華的目光從趙向晚移到趙青雲，眼前這個少女身材高挑，鳳眼狹長，不言不笑自帶威嚴感，與趙青雲竟然有七分相似！
先前見到趙向晚的時候，為什麽會聽到姓趙，就下意識地把她歸為趙青雲老家人，就因為趙向晚長得和趙青雲相像，一方水土養一方人嘛。
可是現在聽說趙向晚是羅縣黃田鄉趙家溝人氏，和趙晨陽一起長大，魏美華再傻也感覺到了不對勁。
曾經的疑惑，在這一刻有了答案。
剛把趙晨陽接到身邊的時候，看到大眼睛、圓鼻頭的趙晨陽，魏美華心中有些竊喜：雖然沒有養在身邊，但女兒像娘，這種感覺還是不錯的。等長大十二、三歲開始抽條，趙晨陽長到一米五六便停止不前，這讓魏美華很是郁悶。她和趙青雲都是高個子，兒子趙承祖也看得出來長手腳長，将來是個大高個兒，怎麽就趙晨陽嬌小玲珑？
難怪！遺傳不會騙人，趙晨陽根本就不是自己的孩子。眼前這個高挑苗條、面容與趙青雲酷似的趙向晚才是。
魏美華身體僵直，不知身在何處。
趙青雲在省委當秘書長，揣摩人心、眼觀六路的本事早就修煉得爐火純青。只不過是幾句問話，看到趙向晚的笑容裏帶着嘲諷，趙晨陽心虛躲閃，他便判斷出了真相。
——自己把女兒寄養在鄉下，去領人的時候他們起了貪心，讓自己的女兒冒名頂替。
可笑自己一世精明，竟然被幾個鄉下人騙了。
聽到趙青雲與魏美華心中所想，趙向晚站在原地，目光沉靜。自己的父母并不愚蠢，一點便通。接下來，就要看他們如何選擇、如何對待了。
魏美華的第一個念頭是：如果這個女孩才是自己的親生女兒，那趙晨陽怎麽辦？和徐家訂親還算不算？不行，這事不能捅出去，捅出去對誰都不好！
趙青雲的第一反應是：事情過去那麽久，兩個孩子已經長大，再去計較對錯已經沒有意義。趙晨陽養在身邊八年，有了感情，又與徐氏訂親，将來對我事業有幫助，不能把她丢了。
想到這裏，夫妻倆默契地對視一眼。
【趙向晚既然能從鄉下來到星市，不管是以什麽方式，都足以證明她有能力。不如坐下來聊聊，看看是不是值得為了她認下那段往事。】
趙青雲微笑道：“既然是晨陽的童年小友，那就請到家裏坐坐？”
親生父母的反應，在意料之中、情理之外。
明明發現了事實真相，可他們絲毫沒有不舍與憤怒。
沒有不舍親生女兒在鄉下受了十八年的苦；沒有憤怒趙晨陽占了親女兒資源、欺騙感情。
夫妻倆三觀一致，第一時間開始利益權衡，評估女兒的價值。
雖然聽不到魏美華、趙青雲的心聲，但他倆那耐人尋味的眼神對視讓周巧秀感覺很不好。怎麽說呢？明明知道眼前趙向晚是親生的，但他倆态度溫和而克制，既不激動、也不憤怒，連一絲憐惜都沒有，哪有半點父母之愛？
周巧秀拿出當老師的氣勢：“趙秘，按理說這是你們的家事，但趙向晚是我學生，她做人老實，不會訴苦，我來替她說幾句。”
趙青雲聽她稱自己“趙秘”，有些心驚。為什麽她認識自己，可是自己卻不認識她？這對向來為人低調的趙青雲而言，并不是件好事。
他微笑道：“是趙向晚的老師啊？您想說什麽，洗耳恭聽。”
一股酸澀的情緒自胸口湧上來，周巧秀想要告訴他們趙向晚在鄉下吃了多少苦，想要說說趙向晚為了考大學付出了多少努力，想要讓他們知道趙向晚勇敢、善良、堅強，是個多麽讓人喜歡和心疼的孩子……
趙向晚上前一步，擋在周老師身前，迎上趙青雲的目光，淡淡道：“不必了，不過是萍水相逢，沒有坐下來閑聊的必要。”
最渴望父母之愛的時候，他們毫不留情地把她抛棄。現在她已經如願考上大學，讀自己感興趣的專業，贏得了隊友們的尊重與肯定，她已經不再期待他們充滿自私與算計的認可。
至于趙晨陽……被她偷走的那八年時光難道能夠重回？打她兩巴掌能夠解決問題？不如什麽都不說，讓她每天如頭懸利劍、戰戰兢兢地活着。
趙向晚幹脆利落轉身，沒有半分留戀。
許嵩嶺有點反應不過來，摸頭不知腦地看着周巧秀：“我們，走不走？”
周巧秀跺了跺腳，嘆了一口氣：“走！”
先前趙向晚托她打聽趙晨陽的情況時，周巧秀就提醒過，趙晨陽在鄉下長到十歲，一旦進城便音訊全無；趙青雲把女兒寄養在鄉下十年，領回家後便和寄養家庭一刀兩斷，這兩個都沒良心，沒必要去找。
現在見到了，長得倒是人模狗樣，可惜不幹人事。
趙向晚不和他們相認是對的。她小小年紀就将微表情行為學研究得如此透徹，幫重案組偵破案件，将來前途不可限量。與其現在主動認親，還不如不理不睬，讓趙青雲、魏美華後悔去！
周巧秀快步上前，擡手攬過趙向晚的肩膀，努力将溫暖傳遞到她身上，柔聲道：“都聽你的，咱不理他們！明天到老師家來，老師請你吃大蛋糕。”
看着愛人與趙向晚并肩而行，不知道為什麽許嵩嶺眼眶有些濕潤。多好的孩子啊，怎麽就攤上這麽不着調的爸媽！
朱飛鵬、何明玉幾個一頭霧水，你看看我、我看看你，眼睛裏都寫着“怎麽回事？”，不過他們聰明地沒有多問，跟在許嵩嶺身後，一起往酒店門口走去。
另一頭，看着親生女兒絕然轉身，趙青雲心裏很不是滋味。
十八年不見，只在襁褓之中抱過女兒幾天，趙青雲對趙向晚并沒有很深的情感，就連趙向晚這個名字，都是寄養家庭取的。可是今天一見，看到面容、身材、氣質與自己有七分相似的女兒，趙青雲的內心還是泛起了漣漪。
——這是自己的女兒、傳承了自己血脈的女兒。
說到子女，趙青雲內心其實是有些遺憾的。趙承祖是傳宗接代的兒子，但卻長得像魏美華，由外公、外婆一手帶大，與魏家更為親密。就連接過來的趙晨陽，也和魏美華相像，與周荊容那邊更親近。
趙向晚的到來，彌補了趙青雲的所有遺憾，讓他感覺原來基因如此神奇，哪怕十八年未見，父女倆依然如此相像。
只是，那一剎那的溫情，抵不過利益的權衡。趙晨陽已經精心養了八年，替他籠絡住徐家，現在放棄等于做了一樁虧本的買賣，劃不來。
原本趙青雲打算好好和趙向晚溝通一下，勸她摒棄前嫌，與趙晨陽姐妹相稱，反正女兒終歸要嫁人，女兒越多姻親越多，對趙青雲越有利。
可是，趙向晚卻一絲機會都不給，眼中帶着濃濃的嫌棄，仿佛自己晚一秒認下她，就是對她的亵渎、對親情的玷污。
唉，還是太年輕啊，她的世界非黑即白，容不下一顆砂礫。
越想越郁悶，趙青雲張了張嘴，想要叫住她，可是剛叫出一個字，就被魏美華拉住，“你幹嘛？還嫌事情不夠多？這丫頭眼睛裏淬着火呢，一看就是個讨債的。”
Zhao Chenyang's face turned pale. He had thought of countless ways to deal with the situation, how to explain to his parents, how to put the blame on Qian Shufen, how to emphasize his own value, and if all else failed, he would ask for help and call Zhou Jingrong, who had always liked his future mother-in-law, over.
However, Zhao Xiangwan did not give her this opportunity at all. She turned around and left, not realizing how impressive it was to grow up in the provincial party committee compound and have a father who was a high-ranking official.
——The opportunity that I had fought so hard for was thrown away by her.
This feeling is really terrible, even worse than being rebuked and slapped twice by Zhao Xiangwan on the spot. It's so depressing!
Suddenly a group of people came running over, and the first one was Ji Jinmao.
Zhao Qingyun's eyes lit up. He came here to attend the thank-you banquet for Ji Zhao's solo exhibition just to make friends with Ji Jinmao. He immediately put Zhao Xiangwan behind him and greeted him, "Hello, President Ji."
Ji Jinmao ignored him and nodded casually, "Ah, ah, hello."
He didn't even look at Zhao Qingyun. He chased after the door and saw Zhao Xiangwan and the others. He stretched out his hand and shouted, "Captain Xu, wait a minute—"