Chapter 114 Death of the Virgin: Mother's Guilt
"Mu Mian, do you mean that the reason why the deceased kept smiling was because she was inhaling laughing gas before she died?" Fang Rui asked.
Nitrous oxide has a wide range of uses. It can be used as an anesthetic and a cream whipping agent. Although the production process is controlled, it is not a drug and is relatively easy to obtain. In recent years, there have been several cases of disability and death caused by inhaling laughing gas in Jiangzhou City, and the group is mainly young people.
"Yes. Her brain has been diseased, so she may have been addicted for some time." Mu Mian said, "This gas will deceive the brain, making it feel happy, and at the same time make the user's facial muscles lose control, forming a weird smile. The deceased kept smiling because of this gas." Mu Mian continued, "The
murder weapon was an ordinary fruit knife. This kind of knife is very common and is sold in many department stores." Fang Rui
remembered that Chen Xinran said that the bookshelf was particularly precious to the deceased. Could it be that where she hid the laughing gas?
"Mu Mian, come with me to the deceased's office to see if you can find the laughing gas she hid." Fang Rui said.
"Okay."
Fang Rui and the others returned to Dean Zhang's office.
Mu Mian searched the office, and her eyes were soon attracted by the red balloon under the desk.
The balloon was a little shriveled, and looked no different from an ordinary balloon. It floated under the desk.
Mu Mian picked up the balloon, and she slowly put it under her nose.
Fang Rui was originally searching the bookshelf, and when he saw Mu Mian's action, he hurried over and covered Mu Mian's nose.
"Fang Rui, I can't breathe! I hate the feeling of suffocation."
"Mu Mian, what do you want to do?" Fang Rui was helpless. Balloons are the main tool for inhaling laughing gas, and they may contain toxic gases. Mu Mian is really a worry!
"I want to smell it and see if it smells like cream. Just smell it for a while, there will be no problem, it was originally used as an anesthetic..." Seeing Fang Rui's face darken, Mu Mian quickly changed his words, "Okay, I'll take it back for testing."
Xiao Zhang quickly took out an evidence bag, asked Mu Mian to put the balloon in it, and said that he would give it to him for safekeeping.
"Officer Zhang, you don't trust me at all!" Mu Mian said dissatisfiedly, "I'm a forensic doctor, I won't put myself in danger!"
Fang Rui began to list Mu Mian's glorious deeds: "Last March, you were taken to the rooftop by Chen Hui to get some fresh air; last June, you were scratched on the back of your hand by Ye Zeling; you were also taken away by Zhou Junwei..."
Mu Mian changed the subject guiltily: "Fang Rui, hurry up and collect evidence. Don't slack off during work hours." Fang Rui
looked at Mu Mian and said in a stern tone: "Mu Mian, you must not do such dangerous things in the future, otherwise I won't bring you out to investigate the case next time!"
"I didn't do anything dangerous...Okay, I promise!" Mu Mian gave up his excuses, "Fang Rui, don't be angry. When you're angry, I feel the air pressure here is so low, I can't breathe."
"..."
Xiao Zhang supported his forehead, Mu Mian actually learned to make jokes, although this joke is very cold!
"Boss, there is a fruit plate over there." Xiao Zhang pointed to the plate stuffed in the corner, on which were several unpeeled apples, "Could the fruit knife that killed the victim be placed in that fruit plate before?"
Fang Rui found that half of one of the apples was peeled, but the other half was not. The murderer may have picked up the fruit knife in the fruit plate and stabbed the victim to death. It was most likely a passion killing.
"Possibly."
The bookshelf was full of books, and Fang Rui's attention was attracted by several angel dolls on the top shelf. Those angel dolls were made of plastic, about one palm high, with white wings on their backs. The workmanship was very rough, and the paint was not evenly applied.
Fang Rui picked up one of them, and he felt that the weight was wrong. This kind of doll with a plastic shell should not be so heavy.
He shook it and found that the doll was hollow with an opening at the bottom. He pulled out the plastic stopper and poured out two small silver-white steel bottles from it.
"Found it." Mu Mian came over, picked up one of the steel bottles, and said, "Laughing gas is usually packaged in steel bottles."
There were a total of seven angel dolls, and each doll had a small steel bottle hidden in it.
They also found two notebooks disguised as books. The cover of the notebook was a fairy tale book. When I opened it, I saw that it was full of handwritten words. One was a diary, and the other seemed to be an account book, recording the income and expenditure details of the welfare home.
Fang Rui simply flipped through the diary. Director Zhang used delicate words to describe her guilt and longing for her dead son. She seemed to have not walked out of the shadow of her son's death.
The latest diary was written on March 19, two days before the incident, and the content was as follows:
"Today is the 9495th day since my child passed away. I dreamt of him again last night. He was covered in blood and waved at me. He asked me why I didn't save him. I didn't know how to answer him. I killed him. I could have saved him, but I was tired of the days of working so hard but not getting any emotional return. I was tired of having to watch over him every moment of every day. I lost my own life and I was about to collapse.
If he grows up, I won't be able to move him or give him anything. Change diapers, what should I do? It is painful for an abnormal child like him to live... Just when I hesitated, the car hit and killed my child. My poor child. It is mom's fault. Mom did not protect you well! If mom is given another chance to choose, I will rush to protect you without hesitation, even at the cost of mom's life.
Child, if you really hate mom, take me away. Mom is really suffering too much. "
She mentioned it many times in her diary:
"The devil, it was the devil who tempted me.
She told me that this thing could make me happy, but it didn't, and I'm still in pain. But I can't get rid of it. I've made a deal with the devil. If falling into depravity can allow me to see my child again, I'm willing to continue making a deal with the devil."
From Dean Zhang's diary, she started inhaling this gas a year and a half ago, and someone deliberately tempted her to become dependent on this gas. But her diary did not write the name of that person.
Who could that person be?
Fang Rui looked through the account book again, where every income and expenditure was clearly written. Stars House can receive tens of millions of corporate donations every year, but most of this money is donated to other needy families with autistic children or disabled children through the foundation. From the account book, the income and expenditure are basically balanced.
Fang Rui speculated that the murderer most likely wanted to control Dean Zhang in this way and gain benefits from it.
"Xiao Zhang, take this account book and check if there is anything wrong with the account."
"Okay."
After leaving the dean's office, they passed by the treatment room.
There were several volunteers and an old lady with gray hair standing in the treatment room. They all looked very anxious.
Seeing Fang Rui, Li Min walked over and asked, "Officer Fang, where is Sister Chen? Why hasn't she come back yet? Yuanyuan still refuses to come out of the cabinet. He hasn't eaten or drunk for two days. If this continues, he will be dehydrated."
They tried to open the cabinet, but as soon as the cabinet was opened, Yuanyuan drilled into it, hitting the cabinet wall without stopping, and banging against the wooden board. His resistance was very fierce, and several of them couldn't catch him.
"Is there no therapist coming?" Fang Rui asked.
"Teacher Jiang is an experienced autism therapist, and she is helpless now." Li Min pointed at the old lady and sighed, "Yuanyuan's condition was already quite serious, and now she is stimulated and completely out of control."
Mu Mian knew Teacher Jiang. She had dinner with her last time with her sister.
"Xiao Mian, long time no see, why are you here?" Teacher Jiang also saw Mu Mian, and she greeted Mu Mian warmly.
"Work."
Mu Mian looked at the closed cabinet, and she seemed to see a lonely and helpless soul hiding inside.
"Can I try it?" Mu Mian said, "A 52 Hz whale cannot hear the sounds of other whales unless it encounters another whale that can make 52 Hz sounds."
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