The Devil in the World (19)

Inside the testing center of the mental hospital, Ouyang De handed the test report to Feng Shaomin and explained, "That's right, Officer Feng. We conducted several routine tests on the patient. Because Alzheimer's disease is mainly manifested in two characteristics: cognitive dysfunction and behavioral impairment, the scope of our testing is also based on this."

When Officer Feng was reading the report, Ouyang De paused for a moment before saying, "Officer Feng has also seen the report. Our tests can only do this much. In addition, we also found that the patient has high blood pressure and high blood sugar, which may lead to brain diseases such as cerebral arteriosclerosis and arterial infarction, thereby inducing symptoms of Alzheimer's disease. Of course, our mental health center has limited conditions and does not have the equipment to detect these brain diseases. If you want a more accurate answer, you can take the patient to the larger mental health centers in Beijing and Shanghai."

Meng Siqi listened carefully to Ouyang De's description. Simply put, they detected that Yao Renjun had a very high probability of suffering from Alzheimer's disease. If they wanted to overturn this probability, they could only go to big cities to seek confirmation from larger medical institutions.

Meng Siqi asked unwillingly: "Doctor Ouyang, is it possible that the patient has a strong will and pretends to have Alzheimer's disease?"

Ouyang De looked at her and said, "I can only say that pretending to have Alzheimer's disease requires a very strong willpower, because you can try not to speak or move for a day, it is also very difficult, in the long run, people may go crazy."

Meng Siqi pursed her lips unconsciously. An unknown feeling of loss had slowly enveloped her entire heart, making her feel a little uncomfortable.

Ouyang De and Feng Shaomin introduced each other for a few more sentences, and Feng Shaomin expressed his gratitude and said he was leaving.

In the lounge of the mental hospital's testing center, Feng Shaomin called He Ling to send them back to the nursing home.

When she saw Yao Renjun again, Meng Siqi suddenly felt that he had aged a lot, because before, she had always suspected that he was pretending. But when she eliminated her doubts about him and got to know him from his essence, she felt that he was just an old man.

An old man in his seventies, even if he has a strong willpower, does he really have the physical strength and endurance to pretend to have such an incurable disease for a long time?

Obviously, she couldn't really doubt now that Yao Renjun might really have severe Alzheimer's disease and had reached his true "grave" age, but she just didn't want to "let" him go.

He Ling pushed the wheelchair slowly towards the parking lot. Meng Siqi and the others were walking fifty meters behind them, looking at their backs from a distance.

Zhao Lei Ting said: "Brother Feng, Siqi, we can't waste any more time on this line. Otherwise, let's report to the Korean team and check the entertainment venues."

Feng Shaomin nodded slowly without saying anything.

The wind blew on Meng Siqi's face and ears like cotton wool. The wind in this season was neither cold nor hot, making people feel sleepy and soft. However, Meng Siqi's steps were a little heavy.

Walking slowly, looking at the scene in front of her where Yao Renjun's wheelchair was slowly pushed by He Ling, she suddenly realized something. She remembered that when she first went to Yao Renjun's VIP residence, there was a radio in the bedroom with the antenna turned on. The volume of the radio was very low and could only be vaguely heard in the living room, but almost inaudible on the balcony.

But Yao Renjun was on the balcony at that time.

If Yao Renjun is an Alzheimer's patient who is unable to move, then this scene would be a bit strange.

So, the actual situation should be that before He Ling left the room, Yao Renjun should have been listening to the radio in the bedroom, but when she left, Yao Renjun moved around freely in the bedroom and went to the balcony.

Perhaps Yao Renjun or Yao Kunming had instructed He Ling to knock on the door before entering. In addition, there was a porch that blocked the view after entering the house, so when the police suddenly came to visit that day, Yao Renjun had enough time to disguise himself and prepare, except for returning to the bedroom.

He Ling said that it was Mr. Yao's lunch break that day, which also means that she usually doesn't disturb him during lunch break. Moreover, He Ling also said that although she is Yao Renjun's personal nurse, she will do other things when Yao Renjun is resting. In other words, Yao Renjun has a fixed rest time every day, which is also his activity time. He is not in a closed state all the time as Dr. Ouyang De said. "It is very difficult not to talk or move for a day. If it lasts for a long time, people may go crazy."

It was the sudden visit of the police that interrupted Yao Renjun's freedom of movement, which is why the radio was playing in the bedroom and he was on the balcony.

He Ling once said, "If you stay together all the time in life, you will ignore these changes." Even if Yao Renjun changed his position, He Ling would not notice these details.

Meng Siqi realized the real reason why Yao Renjun chose the nursing home. He really wanted to spend the rest of his life in the nursing home because only in this way could he preserve his "reputation" and his son's career. He made a "sacrifice".

There is a high possibility that he chose the nursing home because he was imitating a real Alzheimer's patient in the nursing home, and the senior citizen gatherings once or twice a week were the opportunity for imitation. He spent two years imitating him to perfection. This is the real Yao Renjun, and Meng Siqi's profile must be close to the truth.

As he thought about it, Meng Siqi felt a chill on his back, because the real Yao Renjun was extremely terrifying. Perhaps as long as he continued to persist, the secret about him would be hidden deep in the sea, sealed forever.

Her pace was clearly lagging behind Feng Shaomin and Zhao Leiting. When she tried to catch up with them, the light in front of her eyes suddenly dimmed.

It was like a strange phenomenon of a solar eclipse, and the scene made Meng Siqi stop in his tracks.

A new scene appeared before my eyes, the day turned into night, Feng Shaomin and Zhao Leiting disappeared from the screen, and before my eyes was a bustling street full of neon lights.

Under a thin night mist, Meng Siqi saw two people standing and talking in the night. Because the neon lights were too bright, their figures were very clear. One of them showed his face. Meng Siqi didn't need to guess, that person was Yao Renjun, who looked much younger. He had a smile on his face and was talking to the person in front of him.

His voice also suddenly fell into Meng Siqi's eardrum.

Yao Renjun said, "Boss Jia, don't worry, I will definitely find you the female worker you want. Director Ma is doing ideological work now."

The man called General Manager Jia nodded and said, "Director Yao, you also know the scale of our club. You can't find another one like it in the whole Jinyang City. A lot of rich people come here to spend money. As long as you female workers come here to work, the rich people will have fun, they can also make money, and your factory can also make money. This is a win-win situation."

Yao Renjun smiled and said, "Mr. Jia's words are so reassuring. Our factory also asks for your help. I know there are many big bosses behind your club. As long as you talk to them, our factory will definitely be revived."

"Don't worry about that. When the people arrive, you will get the money. Even if you can't save the factory, you will still have money in your pocket."

Yao Renjun chuckled and said, "Don't worry, President Jia, don't worry, President Jia."

"Five children is possible, right? They must be young and pretty. The boss said he likes children from the textile factory and wants five golden flowers."

"Don't worry, I will definitely pick the five youngest and prettiest ones."

This conversation made Meng Siqi feel like a knife was cutting her heart. She simply didn't believe that there was anyone in this world who could so lightly treat a young girl's body and life as a transaction.

But she saw it with her own eyes and heard it with her own eyes. This picture made her truly see the evil side of this world, the hidden corners, and the dirty places.

This time the picture stayed on for a longer time. Meng Siqi looked between the two people, and her gaze slowly fixed, because there was another person standing behind the two people. He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes. Because of the night, his figure was not obvious, but he was wearing a white mask on his face. It was a white mask with only eye holes and nostrils. It was chilling at first glance.

Above the white-faced man's head is a sign made of red lights, with eight dazzling characters "Seattle International Club" written on it.

The night mist dissipated, the picture disappeared, and the white light reappeared in front of Meng Siqi's eyes.

A wave of dizziness and tinnitus came again. "I like children from textile factories" and "I want five golden flowers". Those words kept echoing in her ears, stinging her eardrums and hurting her. She instinctively covered her ears.

She was already several dozen meters away from Feng Shaomin and Zhao Leiting. Zhao Leiting suddenly turned around and found that she had fallen behind. He shouted to her, "Siqi, why don't you leave?"

Feng Shaomin turned around, and the two of them seemed to have a conversation. Zhao Leiting trotted over to her and said, "What's wrong with Siqi? Are you feeling a little uncomfortable? Don't worry, I just talked to Brother Feng, maybe the Korean team has a solution."

Meng Siqi's tinnitus symptoms had improved a lot. She glanced at Zhao Leiting and pursed her lips, as if to comfort both him and herself.

She looked into the distance and found that He Ling's back was getting smaller and smaller. She hurriedly said, "Zhao Leiting, wait for me. I have something to ask Yao Renjun."

She ran away, without stopping when she ran past Feng Shaomin. Feng Shaomin silently looked at her back, then turned back to look at Zhao Leiting. Zhao Leiting spread his hands to indicate that he didn't know.

Meng Siqi ran to He Ling, panting. He Ling asked curiously, "Officer Meng, why are you running so fast?"

She held back her breath and said, "Ms. He, I want to talk to Yao Renjun alone. Is that convenient?"

He Ling nodded, "Okay, I'll go walk around the side."

He Ling let go of the wheelchair handle, indicating to Meng Siqi that this was the position for pushing the wheelchair. She turned and walked to a small stone bench on the side of the road.

Meng Siqi walked up to Yao Renjun, looked at his expressionless face, and slowly smiled. It was a smile full of confidence and murderous intent.

That smile was like a knife, steadily falling into Yao Renjun's eyes, but he still did not react.

Meng Siqi leaned forward and deliberately leaned close to his ear. His voice was low and calm, but sharper than a knife: "Yao Renjun, eight years ago, at the door of the Seattle club, you made a deal with a man named Jia. The deal was for five girls from the textile factory. The man named Jia wanted the five most beautiful girls, commonly known as the Five Golden Flowers. They became the prey of the beastly boss of the club, and you were their murderer!"

As she spoke, she stared into Yao Renjun's eyes, and finally something abnormal appeared in his eyes. It was an abnormality caused by force majeure, as if some impossible anomaly had occurred, causing him to become uncontrollably abnormal.

Meng Siqi sneered: "Stop pretending, Yao Renjun, you are the culprit!"

Yao Renjun's eyes suddenly turned red, and his hands began to tremble violently, as if he was uncontrollably trying to grab her. He finally spoke, his voice carrying an evil roar: "You devil! You devil!"

He tried desperately to grab her, Meng Siqi stepped back, and Yao Renjun lost his balance. He fell off the wheelchair and rolled onto the concrete floor.

He still wanted to catch her, and struggled to get up from the ground, trying to grab her thin ankles and break them.

His old body began to twist like a worm, and his limbs moved in an ugly manner like a mantis's legs.

He Ling rushed over and asked, "What happened to Mr. Yao? What happened to Mr. Yao?"

Meng Siqi still sneered, looking at Yao Renjun's pitiful and miserable appearance, and felt it was particularly ridiculous.

Feng Shaomin and Zhao Leiting arrived soon, and Zhao Leiting asked in confusion: "Why did Yao Renjun fall?"

Meng Siqi stopped smiling and said calmly, "Yao Renjun told me personally that eight years ago, he was the one who sent five female workers from the textile factory to the Seattle Club. Master, Yao Renjun doesn't have Alzheimer's disease at all. He is the real culprit behind the 'wrongful deaths' of the five female workers!"

"You devil, you are talking nonsense!" Yao Renjun lay on the ground, gritting his teeth, with an extremely ferocious face, and roared at her.

This state of affairs made He Ling at a loss and terrified. She simply did not believe that the old man she had been taking care of for more than two years had been pretending.

Feng Shaomin shouted, "Zhao Leiting, put on handcuffs and take him back."

"You old bastard!" Zhao Leiting handcuffed Yao Renjun, who was lying on the ground, and dragged him up like a dead dog.

Yao Renjun was dragged into the police car alive, still roaring and cursing the devil.

He Ling stood at the entrance of the parking lot, her face stiff and her mind still in a daze. The madman in front of her had given her many illusions. He cared about her age, whether she was married, and the jobs of women in society. He was like a kind and intellectual old man, and also like her father.

She took good care of him, listened to his feelings, and even felt sorry for him not being able to speak one day.

But he was the murderer who framed five girls. He Ling shuddered suddenly and her whole body began to feel cold.

She stared at the driving police car, holding onto the empty wheelchair, and was lost in thought for a long time.

The police car was speeding back. When it was almost at the police station, Meng Siqi said anxiously, "Master, we need to apply for a search warrant for the Seattle club. It must be a place where criminals gather."

"Okay, I will contact the Korean team immediately and gather police forces to surround the Seattle Club!"