Fang Zhenyue dealt with the problem on the scene, immediately discussed with Jiayi, and took Liu Jiaming straight to Yao Qingtian's house.

He had already obtained a search warrant, and met with Chen Guangyao, a senior chemist in the forensic department, and went straight to the house that the police had long wanted to investigate.

When they opened the door, everyone immediately smelled a strange smell, a kind of perfume mixed with other things.

The room was very tidy, and the walls were covered with newspaper clippings, many articles by Nie Weiyan, a small number of articles by other journalists with meaningful words, and many reports about Yi Jiayi. These contents related to justice and positive thinking were cut out and neatly posted on the walls.

Yao Qingtian even prepared a small ladder for this purpose, so that he could stand on it to read some old articles posted high up.

Chen Guangyao found half a frozen liver in the refrigerator, guessing it belonged to Joe.

On the desk were several latest newspapers that had not yet been cut out and pasted on the wall. Many of them published content related to the serial murders caused by Yao Qingtian.

In the drawer, there was also a small black book and a small red book. The red book recorded the good deeds done by people around Yao Qingtian, students, public figures, etc. that deserved praise. The black book was just the opposite. It was like a **. When a person's evil deeds accumulated too high, he or she would probably become the target of Yao Qingtian's hunting.

In the closet, Fang Zhenyue helped find the camera that originally belonged to Joe, as well as several blood-stained clothes. The arrogant murderer actually kept them as trophies and did not burn them.

In addition, there were several wigs, several large long skirts...

"...The evidence is solid, and it can be basically confirmed that Yao Qingtian is not bragging and falsely claiming the crime. He is the real murderer of this series of serial murders." When inspecting Yao Qingtian's not-so-big house, Chen Guangyao sorted out the evidence and gave Fang Zhenyue a very accurate answer.

Liu Jiaming followed the murderer out of the house, taking off his gloves while walking into the elevator with Chen Guangyao and others.

As he was going down, he turned his head to look at Brother Yue, then at Chen Guangyao, and couldn't help but say: "Eleventh Sister has a very good sixth sense. She suspects Yao Qingtian, so she can't be wrong."

...

In the hospital, the medical examiner and Gary were waiting in the corridor with several other police officers.

When the mother who was holding her child saw the TV broadcast, she was so frightened that she was paralyzed and could hardly stand up. She was supported and rushed to the hospital. She was crying all the way, and she looked like she would faint at any time.

After arriving at the hospital, she rushed to the operating room as soon as possible.

Gary stopped Mrs. Liu, pointed in another direction and said: "The doctor has done a comprehensive examination for Liu Yuyuan, and he is now in the ward over there."

"Is he being rescued in there?" Mrs. Liu seemed to still not believe it, and still looked eagerly at the operating room.

"The murderer," Gary replied.

Mrs. Liu choked up and responded. After thanking the police, she staggered to the ward with the help of her colleagues.

After seeing her child, she threw herself on the bed and burst into tears. As a mother, she imagined countless possible tragedies along the way and was so scared that she couldn't stop shaking. Now she saw Ayuan lying on the bed. Although his face was still too pale, at least he was still alive.

She cried and fell down.

Her colleagues hurriedly helped her up and helped her sit on a chair beside her.

"The drug content in the child's body is not very high. He should be able to wake up within one or two hours. All the indicators are normal. Although the heart rate is a little slow, it is not serious. The parents can rest assured." The doctor came to check the child again, opened his eyelids to take a look, and measured blood pressure, heart rate and other values ​​again. When he was about to leave after taking blood, he simply comforted Mrs. Liu. Mrs.

Liu finally calmed down gradually. She wiped her tears with her hands. The makeup on her face had long been smudged.

She sat and watched the child for a while. After receiving the news that the child's father was on the way in a hurry, she drank a sip of water and suddenly left the ward again.

"Where are you going?" The colleague asked worriedly.

"..." Mrs. Liu did not answer. She gradually quickened her pace and returned to the operating room along the way she came.

Seeing several policemen standing outside the operating room with their arms folded, Mrs. Liu ran straight over.

When Gary found her and looked at her with a puzzled look, Mrs. Liu knelt down with a thud.

Her knees hit the floor with a loud thud.

Gary frowned, and with an unbearable "Ah", he ran over to pull people away.

Mrs. Liu was very stubborn. She held back her tears and said with red eyes: "Thank you police for saving Ayuan. I saw Yi Shazhan making hand gestures to the old policeman on TV and saw the old policeman shooting. Thank you..."

As she spoke, she choked up again and was about to prostrate herself on the ground.

Gary was unable to pull her up for a while. Seeing her like this, he finally couldn't help but increase the force, even if it hurt her.

"Mrs. Liu, don't be like this. It is the police's responsibility to maintain social order, catch criminals and protect citizens."

"Sir... Yuan made a mistake before. He falsely accused the teacher of molesting him and almost ruined the teacher's reputation, but Yuan really knew he was wrong. After we knew the truth, we immediately took Yuan to apologize to the teacher, kowtowed, and compensated the teacher for the loss. We also accepted a special interview with the newspaper to clarify the teacher's innocence... Yuan is really studying hard, and his grades have improved this year... Woo woo... He is too young and doesn't know how terrible it is for a teacher to touch a student in the adult world. After the incident became a big deal, he was scared himself..."

"Mrs. Liu, please get up." Gary sighed and finally pulled Mrs. Liu to sit in the waiting area at the side.

Mrs. Liu looked at the door of the operating room, nervous as if she was worried that the person inside would suddenly rush out and hurt her child again.

Just as Gary walked back to Xu Junhao, the door of the operating room was suddenly opened.

Yao Qingtian died in the operating room.

Gary took other police officers to handle the follow-up procedures, and Xu Junhao took over the body directly.

Half an hour later, on the way back to the police station with the body, Xu Junhao called Fang Zhenyue:

"... Joe's fingers were on Yao Qingtian's body, in a cooler bag in his pocket."

The police car roared away, but Mrs. Liu was still in the hospital. She took over the media interview. She repeatedly thanked the police, the police officer who fired the gun, and Yi Shazhan who dealt with the murderer. Most of them cried and said that their son was not a very evil child, and the murderer wanted to kill their son, but he definitely chose the wrong person...

...

...

Jiayi received a call from Fang Zhenyue on the way to Yao Qingtian's mother's store.

A lot of evidence was found in Yao Qingtian's home, and Yao Qingtian was dead.

"I'll be at Yao Qingtian's mother's house soon." Jiayi looked at the road outside the window and said.

"Tannen will be here soon, and he wants to see your interrogation of Yao Qingtian's mother." Fang Zhenyue said.

"OK." When Jiayi arrived at the street where Mrs. Yao lived, she did not go straight to the other side's narrow pickled brine shop, but first took Uncle Jiu and Liang Shule to visit Mrs. Yao's neighbors.

"Old Yao died in a car accident, not by Mrs. Yao. Those were just rumors from the old people. How could Mrs. Yao kill someone, stab him, and still get away with it? It's nonsense..."

"Oh, the little nerd from Old Yao's family, how could she do such a thing? It's really abominable, I can't believe it... He comes to work every day, doesn't talk much, and is very polite to us old neighbors... How could we have imagined that he would kill people without blinking an eye? He's crazy, crazy!"

"How could that little nerd think that Old Yao was murdered? Even if Old Yao cheated on his wife, family disgrace should not be made public. He had to talk about his dead father's romantic affairs and family misfortune in front of so many people... But these are all trivial matters. He killed so many people, which is a disgrace to the family. But Mrs. Yao has a bad temper. There is nothing to say about Old Yao and that little nerd. She has suffered so much, and even a saint would hardly have a good temper..."

"Old Yao died in a car accident. Mrs. Yao was still young at the time and was scared to death. I accompanied her to the hospital. I saw Old Yao being pushed out with my own eyes. He was hit by a car... Oh, I have had nightmares for many days."

Liang Shule recorded these confessions and asked the neighbors to sign. He turned to look at Yi Jiayi with an ambiguous look in his eyes.

Jiayi nodded, and after walking around most of the old residents who lived here, she finally turned to Yao's mother's shop.

At this moment, there were many people gathered outside the door. In the super small shop that could only accommodate one person, Mrs. Yao held a kitchen knife and fiercely stopped the reporters who heard the news outside.

She looked up at the palm-sized small TV on the greasy glass display cabinet. It was playing a recorded broadcast. In the show, Yao Qingtian had just captured the child and was confronting the police.

Liang Shule stepped forward to coax all the reporters away. After clearing the area, he set up a cordon and watched to prevent others from approaching.

Yi Jiayi and Uncle Jiu called Mrs. Yao and showed their police IDs.

The wrinkled old lady put down the kitchen knife, pulled a stool and sat at the door with Yi Jiayi and others. Although her eyes still glanced at the screen on the TV from time to time, she always wanted to say something but hesitated, but she still held back her temper and emotions and tried her best to cooperate with the police's interrogation.

Mrs. Yao denied her son's accusation of murder, recounted many things before and after her husband's death in a car accident, and even took the police to her home, and found her husband's death certificate in a small room full of miscellaneous items.

There was a document issued by the hospital, which clearly stated the cause of death. It was a serious car accident and death due to ineffective rescue. It was absolutely true.

Tannen, who came over from behind, wanted to ask Mrs. Yao some questions about Yao Qingtian, but was stopped by Yi Jiayi.

Although Mrs. Yao is the mother of the murderer, it seems that if Tannen wants to understand Yao Qingtian, it seems that she is the only one who can get information from her, but... she raised her son alone... at this moment, she is still a lonely old woman who suddenly heard the bad news.

"Madam... which hospital was Ah Tian sent to?" When she stood up and prepared to send Yi Jiayi and others away, the old woman finally said what she had been hesitating to say.

Yi Jiayi turned to face the old lady, and after a moment of silence, she said: "The rescue was ineffective, and he has been sent to the police station... We will call you when the body can be taken away." "

..." The old lady's eyes dimmed in an instant, and she stood there without saying anything.

The old face with particularly deep angry lines between the eyebrows lost all the lively expressions.

Jiayi hesitated for a few more seconds before turning around when Uncle Jiu patted her shoulder, and silently walked towards the same old and mottled iron door.

When she turned back, she saw that in the moldy cardboard box containing the death certificate of Yao Qingtian's father, there were also many awards and old photos. The

once bright red color on the award certificate, which represented honor, had long faded, and the smile on the mature face of the child in the old photo was also mottled due to moisture.

...

"How could this happen?" After walking out of Yao Qingtian's mother's house, Tannen was still thinking about the 'truth':

"Why did Yao Qingtian firmly believe that his mother killed his father?" "

Yao Qingtian's father cheated on his wife and later died in a car accident. The two events happened very close to each other, so it was inevitable that neighbors would discuss them. Some irresponsible people therefore imagined some melodramatic plots and even determined that it was the truth. They spread the news with confidence: it was Mrs. Yao who killed her cheating husband and made him into brine pork chops to sell to customers.

"Many people do not have the ability to judge the truth. Seeing others say it so confidently, of course they believe it. How many people will really verify it? Who will be responsible for the truth? It's just a fun thing to do after dinner.

"But Yao Qingtian was still young at that time, and the child's brain is not fully developed. He will naturally regard dreams and his own imagination as real, and often cannot distinguish them even after growing up.

"I have many childhood memories, and I am still not sure whether they really happened or I just imagined them or dreamed about them.

"It was probably under this circumstance that Yao Qingtian took these words as true."

"...Ah! Yes, the child's brain is not well developed. Yes, I have read such scientific literature." Tannen remembered it and immediately nodded in agreement.

Uncle Jiu and Liang Shule also came closer to listen to Yi Jiayi's analysis, and Liang Shule habitually took out his notebook.

"For a long time, he thought that the meat eaten at home was his father's meat. The moral education given to him by the society made him feel that it was wrong to do so, but he was too young and had no power to resist it. Also, because his mother had a bad temper, he did not dare to ask... When people encounter pain, they will comfort themselves.

"For example, when you hurt others and do something that harms the interests of others, and you don't want to be morally condemned, you will tend to find reasons to explain your behavior, racking your brains to find arguments to prove that you did nothing wrong. Once you find an angle of self-identity, you will firmly believe that this angle is absolutely correct and objective. Then you think that you have not hurt others, nor have you harmed the interests of others, and finally you no longer feel guilty or blame yourself... Just like that, you completely forget the process of finding "arguments" to prove yourself, and you are 100% sure that the reasons you have found are absolutely true!"

Jiayi thought for a while before continuing:

"The argument that Yao Qingtian used to convince himself to eat "father's meat" with peace of mind is probably "father is guilty, and eating the flesh of a guilty person is not a bad thing, but is purifying this person's sin and soul.'"

"So that's it!" Liang Shule couldn't help but stop writing and said loudly.

Tannen stared at Liang Shule, signaling him not to interrupt Yi Jiayi.

"On another level, Yao Qingtian believes that it was his mother who killed his father. Similarly, when he was young, he relied on his mother for her care and upbringing. He loved her but was also afraid of her, so he thought that 'it was right for my mother to kill my father', 'my mother was absolutely not wrong', 'my mother was a good person, so I should love her', 'my mother was right, so it was not wrong for me to continue living with my mother, and I was not a coward', 'my mother was punishing the wicked', 'my mother was great, just, and powerful'..."

Jiayi turned to look at Tannen, whose expression was too serious, and said,

"I'm just guessing."

"You continue." Tannen nodded vigorously. Obviously, in his opinion, Yi Jiayi's guess made a lot of sense, even beyond his expectations and knowledge boundaries.

While thinking that he really needed to study psychology more deeply, he looked at Yi Jiayi more intently, waiting for her to continue.

"That's it. These self-consistent brainwashing contents were gradually consolidated by him into his strange outlook on life at a critical age when he was understanding the world. He has always been a potential problem until he lost his job. This 'problem' finally broke out, and he began to try to be a 'strong, just, great'... hero like his mother." Jiayi thought for a while, then said:

"He is an imitator of his imaginary 'mother'.

"Plus he is so skilled in women's clothing, I guess... it is possible that he has started trying women's clothing a long time ago. This is a kind of imitation of his mother. ”

“…wonderful…” Tannen tried hard to understand Yi Jiayi’s words, and wanted to find something similar to what Yi Jiayi said, or something consistent in core from the knowledge he had learned before. However, he felt that his brain consumed a lot of energy just analyzing her words, and it became very difficult to continue thinking.

Then he got into Yi Jiayi’s car and Tannen couldn’t help but sighed:

“When can we in Hong Kong compile these contents into textbooks and explain them to every police academy student? The cases and knowledge learned abroad are more based on Western culture and background. Many of our cases do not conform to it…”

Jiayi turned the car key, started the car, stepped on the brake and thought about it, then turned to Tannen and said:

“Perhaps it can be said that Yao Qingtian is a follower of the ‘Justice Cult.’ ”

“Justice Cult? "Tannen was puzzled.

Liang Shule, who had just put away his notebook and was sitting next to Tannen, was stunned for a moment, then took out the notebook again.

The meaning of learning has no end, which probably means that Liang Shule can't stop even when he is in a car to learn knowledge.

Jiayi had to step on the brakes, turned around and explained seriously:

"The No. 1 religion with the largest number of believers in Western countries has some different branches in many places.

“For example, the branch that believes in trees and reproduction, and if the crops are not good, they must offer sacrifices to the gods.

“For example, the branch that believes in judgment, and when disaster strikes, divine punishment will be brought down, and the guilty will be killed to repent to the old gods...

“I have also seen the kind that claims to be religion No. 1, but the believers kneel down in front of the wall every day, cover their faces with white scarves to pray, and drink holy water instead of taking medicine when they are sick...

“Yao Qingtian’s deformed worship of justice is like a distorted and reshaped belief called "justice" and creating a new branch. He believes that this branch is of the same origin as the original belief, but in fact it has already gone astray and become a terrible "pagan." ”

“...In the West, it may be interpreted as being seduced by the devil in the form of a poisonous snake. "Tannen murmured softly, Yao Qingtian was contaminated by evil without knowing it.

When killing people, Yao Qingtian really believed that he was waving the stick of justice... Thinking of this, Tannen shuddered unconsciously, and even experienced the horror of "when you stare into the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you."

In the process of studying "criminal psychology" in depth, he gradually began to lift the veil and peek into this subject. The most real and bloody face.

Jiayi saw Tannen's face was fixed in deep thought, and it seemed that there were no more questions. She finally released the brake and stepped on the accelerator.

The car slowly drove out of the alley. Suddenly, a mother and her young son crossed the alley in front of her. Jiayi released the accelerator and waited for two figures, one tall and one short, to pass in front of the car.

When she turned around, she could see the TV placed on the table in the restaurant next door, slightly tilted. angle, the scene inside can still be seen clearly.

The cameraman suddenly zoomed in, and Uncle Jiu stood steadily on a high table with his legs apart. His usually lazy figure was stretched straight, with his arms raised high and pointing upwards.

In the background of the camera, Yi Jiayi, who was standing diagonally in front of Uncle Jiu, had not yet retracted her index finger when the gunshot rang out.

Then, the camera shook violently, showing the shock suffered by the cameraman.

Uncle Jiu almost saw Yi Jiayi fired the gun the moment she signaled, and he promised her, and then he never hesitated.

A burst of exclamations rang out in the restaurant, and the next moment the exclamations turned into cheers.

The heated atmosphere rushed out of the restaurant, and Jiayi retracted her gaze. The mother and son who passed by in front had already crossed the street and walked into the alley next to them, leaving only their backs holding hands and walking forward.