The Devil in the World (7)



The Devil in the World (7)

After a while, Lin Tao came back and said that the Information Department was investigating and they had to wait for news.

Liang Yunfeng also came out of the bank and said, "Captain Lu, Zeng Haoqiang doesn't know if Ruan Mengying has a brother, but he heard from Ruan Mengying that she and her brother have a good relationship and she has always wanted to buy a piano for her brother."

Piano? Lu He quickly reviewed the scene of the day he went to Ruan Mengying's hometown. The house was a two-bedroom, one-living room structure with two bedrooms, the master bedroom for Luo Ping and Ruan Fuchun, and the other for Luo Ping's son. He scanned the room and found that her son liked basketball stars and martial arts movie stars, but there was nothing related to music, which meant that Ruan Mengying must have a younger brother.

Her parents divorced when she was in junior high school. At that time, she should have lived with her father and her brother with her mother. However, she and her brother have been in contact over the years. She said they have a good relationship, so this must be the reason.

"Let's go, head to Qingshui City right away." Lu He ordered.

Lin Tao asked: "Captain Lu, are you still waiting for news from the bureau?"

"No need to wait. Ruan Mengying must have a younger brother." Lu He opened the door and got into the passenger seat. "Let's go to Qingshui City to answer the phone and get a home address."

The police car sped away. The last time Lu He and Liang Yunfeng went to Qingshui City, they took a bus. Although Qingshui City is in the same province, it is not a neighboring city and the distance is not close. This time he felt that time was tight and could only find a gas station on the road to refuel.

More than four hours later, the car arrived in Qingshui City and stopped in front of a small shop. It was already dusk, and everyone replenished their energy. Liang Yunfeng bought three loaves of bread and water and gave one to Lu He. Lu He reminded him not to forget to claim reimbursement later.

Lu He ate while standing on the roadside. Lin Tao made a phone call in the grocery store. After hanging up, he looked a little excited. He walked to the roadside and replied, "Captain Lu, Ruan Mengying has a younger brother. He changed his last name to Sun Mengshu, taking his stepfather's last name. He is studying in Qingshui City No. 1 High School. I copied down the school and home address."

Liang Yunfeng took a sip of water, put the noodles in his mouth, and said in a hushed voice: "Captain Lu, your guess is really accurate. Should we go find him directly now?"

Lin Tao said: "Team Road, many high schools provide accommodation. Now it is not the weekend, will he be in school?"

"Let's go to school." Lu He said.

*

That afternoon, Yao Renjun's personal nurse He Ling was summoned to the police station. She was wearing a black windbreaker and black high heels as she walked towards the interrogation room. Meng Siqi looked at her back and felt that she had changed a little from when she was in the nursing home.

Meng Siqi, Feng Shaomin and Zhao Leiting entered the interrogation room together, and she was still in charge of the interrogation today.

After she sat down, she took a special look at He Ling. He Ling was wearing a white uniform and a nurse's hat yesterday, giving people a gentle feeling.

Today, she wore a yellow hairpin in her bun, which gave her a bright and gorgeous look. Without the white uniform and with her darker red lips, she looked sexy.

"Hello, Ms. He Ling." Meng Siqi greeted her after opening the notebook. She hoped to establish some good emotional communication with He Ling. After all, He Ling might be a crucial witness in this case.

"Hello, Officer Meng."

"You know my last name?" Meng Siqi was a little surprised. Yesterday, they did not reveal their names, and Feng Shaomin was the one who asked the questions the whole time.

He Lingqian smiled and said, "I chatted with Vice Dean Jiang casually yesterday, and she mentioned you to me."

Meng Siqi remembered that she went to the nursing home yesterday to find Vice Director Jiang to explain the purpose of their visit. She did reveal her last name, but she just didn't expect that He Ling was a person who paid attention to details.

Such a person usually shows two results. One is to cooperate perfectly with the police to convey subtle clues, but if she does not cooperate, then she will not leave any useful clues for the police. Therefore, Meng Siqi must explore He Ling's true heart in this interrogation.

This is a game of chess, and she must be cautious and exert her strength.

Meng Siqi pursed his lips slightly, expressing a sense of relief: "Since we are all familiar with each other, I will ask directly. Before you came, you should have known that we wanted to learn about the situation of the textile factory. At that time, the only important leader of the textile factory was Yao Renjun, and you were his personal nurse."

When summoning He Ling, Meng Siqi asked the police to give the reason for the summons as the textile factory. She did not want He Ling to know in advance that her real purpose was to find out about Yao Renjun's mental changes in the nursing home.

She had to hide this main line in the questioning so as to catch He Ling off guard and make her reveal the true information.

If He Ling knew her true purpose, and if she had cooperated with Yao Renjun or his family, then she would definitely have a plan to deal with it.

The few words that He Ling said just now made Meng Siqi feel that He Ling, who paid attention to details, was very likely to see her true purpose. Therefore, she had to make this questioning flawless.

He Ling sighed: "In fact, I know very little about Mr. Yao's life in the textile factory. Sometimes when his son comes to visit, he will reminisce about the past. I occasionally hear that Mr. Yao is also a person who cherishes the past. When he first came to the nursing home, he would bring up that period of time."

Meng Siqi seized the opportunity and said, "Ms. He, do you remember what he said to you?"

He Ling shook her head gently. "Nothing. He just missed the place very much. After all, he stayed there for many years. He told me that if I were in the textile factory, I would definitely be the most beautiful girl there."

In Meng Siqi's eyes, He Ling had fair skin, good looks, and a friendly smile. For an old man with a candle in his twilight years, He Ling was undoubtedly special in his heart. Perhaps her youth reminded Yao Renjun of the once beautiful female workers in the textile factory.

"Do all nursing homes in your country have dedicated nurses? Are you the only nurse working for you, Mr. Yao?"

He Ling looked up at Meng Siqi and said, "Well, I guess so. Mr. Yao is actually a gold VIP user, and his status is very high. According to the contract, he must be taken care of by a dedicated person. Of course, the nursing home is short of staff, so sometimes I will take care of other work when Mr. Yao is resting."

"Does Yao Renjun often mention the textile factory to you?"

"No," He Ling shook her head. "Just mention it occasionally. Actually, he doesn't like to talk. And when he first came to the hospital, he had a certain degree of Alzheimer's disease."

"You said 'to a certain extent', why did it become so serious later?"

He Ling's tone became more serious. "Mr. Yao may have a heart disease. His son and the hospital mentioned this. We have given Mr. Yao many times of auxiliary treatment and psychological counseling, but we can only delay the disease. His family members also expressed their understanding, but also made a request that Mr. Yao's daily life must be taken care of."

"Since when did Mr. Yao never mention the textile factory to you again?" Meng Siqi tried her best to make "textile factory" the core of the question. She just wanted He Ling to ignore her original purpose and understand when Yao Renjun had his mental change.

"Hmm?" He Ling thought for a moment and said, "Last year, he mentioned it very little."

"What does he usually talk to you about at that time?"

"Well, sometimes he asked about my personal situation. I wasn't married yet. Mr. Yao seemed to have changed in the nursing home. He cared about me and social news. He seemed to have forgotten some of the troubles in the textile factory. Once his son came, I told him that Mr. Yao's mental illness seemed to be getting better, and there was hope that Alzheimer's disease would be cured."

Meng Siqi asked: "Do you remember exactly when he had this change?"

"I don't really remember, because in life when you're together so often you tend to ignore these changes. The reason I felt I had changed was because one day he asked me how old I was. I said 24, and he said I was really young."

Meng Siqi found it strange that Yao Renjun asked about the nurse's age after living there for nearly a year. Was it because he was satisfied with He Ling's care and wanted to care about her? But what was the meaning of the sentimental "really young"? Why was he sentimental? Did it remind him of something?

"Apart from these changes, are there any other changes? You just said that he cares about social news?"

"On two occasions, he asked me if it was easier for girls to find jobs nowadays."

Meng Siqi became more and more curious. She and Feng Shaomin looked at each other, and Feng Shaomin also had confusion in his eyes.

In her opinion, if Yao Renjun was indeed related to the missing girls, he must be a selfish person. But why would he care about such social issues at his old age?

When the textile factory closed down, many textile workers lost their jobs. Perhaps to He Ling, this was Yao Renjun's kindness. She couldn't help but ask her: "Why do you think Yao Renjun asked this question?"

"When the textile factory closed down, some female workers lost their jobs. I think Mr. Yao must have felt very unwilling. He was the deputy director of the factory, so he must have felt guilty."

Yes, not only He Ling, but any normal person would think so. Could it be that Yao Renjun really had nothing to do with the missing girl? But he did plan the incident of the female worker serving wine as a companion. Unless he really wanted to "save the country in a roundabout way" and save the factory, this was not the Yao Renjun she imagined.

Meng Siqi was very calm, but she still paused for several seconds on this question, because if Yao Renjun was essentially a good man who saved the factory, then many mysteries would remain unsolved.

Meng Siqi tried his best to control his inner emotions and return the rippling lake water to the mirror.

In this inquiry, she must not lose her composure and must complete this mission with the spirit of discovering the truth.

"Besides these topics, did Yao Renjun say anything else?"

He Ling shook her head. "No, Mr. Yao rarely spoke. He would occasionally ask me what I had for dinner. He didn't eat much, so I knew he was probably just asking casually."

"Do you think he's lonely in the nursing home?"

He Ling seemed to think about it carefully, and then said calmly: "The nursing home is the last stage of life. Although our nursing home is called 'Fushou Ankang', no one can really live a happy, long and healthy life. Death is a process that everyone must go through. I have seen too many births, aging, illnesses and deaths. Loneliness is also something that must be experienced before death. We have gatherings for the elderly and activities for the elderly in our nursing home. There are many activities, but to be honest, I often see a hint of sadness on their happy faces. The happier a person is, the more afraid they are of losing."

Meng Siqi was very surprised that He Ling, who was only in her twenties, would say such words. Perhaps the too many births, deaths, old age, sickness and death in the nursing home made her indifferent to life. But she was in her youth, and these words would definitely not be her insights. These were more like the insights of an old man.

He Ling stayed with Yao Renjun for two years. Although Yao Renjun didn't talk much, he must have said these words unintentionally at first, and these words may have subtly influenced He Ling's thinking.

Moreover, Yao Renjun is a very shrewd person. He is good at interpersonal communication and can capture people's hearts. Judging from the situation during the visit yesterday, He Ling's attitude towards him is "caring", which seems to go beyond the scope of an ordinary nurse.

Meng Siqi felt that Yao Renjun was influencing her and making her identify with him.

Therefore, when Yao Renjun talked about his concerns about her age and the social issues of young girls working, He Ling must have been constantly influenced by him.

Yao Renjun may not be a simple person, and Meng Siqi must find out the deepest truth.

At this moment, Meng Siqi planned to ask the question she wanted to ask the most, because she felt that He Ling was no longer on guard against her original purpose. They were more like chatting about the life of an old man. She felt that He Ling would give a true answer: "He Ling, do you remember when Yao Renjun became like this? He can't even speak. Is there a reason?"

"It was during the Chinese New Year this year. I don't remember the exact time because he was a quiet person."

“Why do you say it’s Chinese New Year?”

"It should have been some time after the Spring Festival. One day, when Yao Kunming came to visit him, he mentioned the textile factory as usual. Suddenly, Mr. Yao became ill. You have seen this before. It was exactly the same as yesterday. After that, Mr. Yao could no longer speak."

Meng Siqi ended the questioning. She felt that He Ling had said everything she needed to say. This was not an interrogation, and she could not ask He Ling to reveal more private matters.

But this information at least made her realize that Yao Renjun's changes during his stay in the nursing home were ups and downs. Logically, he should have maintained a stable mental outlook in the nursing home because life in a nursing home is unchanging.

But Yao Renjun has changed. She remembers that this change happened twice, once last year and once this year. What was the reason?


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