Chapter 62 Chapter 62 I am the fourth person you killed...
The heavy rain could not cover up the sound of the flash lights clicking. The white light illuminated the girl's face, making her the most dazzling presence in this black and white world.
Zou Wenhan's heart was pounding in his chest, and he couldn't remember how he ended up here.
He stood up quickly, keeping his eyes on his daughter who was standing high up. He knew something was wrong, but he couldn't help but solve the problem at hand first.
The hyenas above the mud pit gradually dispersed at some point, and Guoguo put down his camera and tilted his head to look down.
Zou Wenhan was alert and looked around carefully. There seemed to be no trace of other people. He kicked the bones that were in the way and took two steps forward to get closer to his daughter Guoguo. He asked her loudly, "Why are you here?"
The little girl looked down at him in confusion: "...Dad, why are you here?"
It's so fucking weird!
Zou Wenhan cursed in his heart, and with his tongue between his teeth, he looked around to see if there was anything that could help him climb up. He had dug a deep hole, and now that it was raining, the walls were even more slippery.
He was just thinking of a solution when he suddenly heard his daughter crying from above his head: "Dad, I followed you here. How did you fall? Are you unable to get up?"
Zou Wenhan saw the body of a woman lying face down on a pile of bones. He remembered what happened before he fell. He drove up the mountain to bury the body in the old place, but he slipped and fell.
Guoguo didn't know how he sneaked out of the house.
The daughter was crying on top and squatting on the ground, thinking about getting down. At the bottom of the pit was a pile of bones and a newly dead body. Zou Wenhan was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly rushed to his daughter and said, "Don't move, Guoguo, be good. Dad can get up. Wait for Dad. Dad is coming now."
The little girl stopped moving and asked him with sobs: "Daddy, what is that white thing down there?"
"It's nothing. Turn around and don't look down. Dad will be here soon!" Zou Wenhan climbed up using his hands and feet. The soil was tougher than he had imagined. After several attempts, he finally crawled to his daughter with difficulty.
The soil that had been rained on had a moist, earthy smell that brushed Zou Wenhan's nose. With his hands covered in mud and breathing heavily, he looked up impatiently to find his daughter.
The little girl turned her back for some reason, her eyes cold as she glanced at him who was still lying on the ground, her pale face expressionless.
Zou Wenhan was frightened by her eyes.
Suddenly I thought of the eyes of the woman I had just killed. One was rolling up, and the other was looking down, but somehow they looked very similar.
Zou Wenhan's mouth muscles twitched, and he curled his lips and said, "Don't be afraid, Guoguo. Dad will take you home now."
The corpse pit behind him was still exposed, and anyone passing by would be exposed in broad daylight.
But Zou Wenhan couldn't care less for the moment, the child was still beside him, he had to send the child back first. He squatted on the ground, wiped his muddy hands on his clothes, and took the little girl's hand.
Her hands are too cold. If she continues like this, she will definitely catch a cold.
“Dad, I’m not afraid. I was here before!” The little girl pointed to the mud pit.
Zou Wenhan's mouth froze: "What?"
"Dad, I'm not afraid. Why do you always say that I'm afraid and don't let me look? I know this place. I've been here before," the little girl said in a series, her pink dress making her face look a little more vivid.
She smiled sweetly, pulled her hand out of Zou Wenhan's hand, and showed him the camera hanging around her neck: "Dad, I took a picture of you lying down there, do you think I took a good picture?"
Zou Wenhan's blood froze.
The little girl put the photo in front of him, but he couldn't see anything. His ears kept repeating what she had just said, "Guo Guo, what did you just say?"
The little girl put down the camera and looked very surprised: "Dad, don't you remember? It's right here."
She took a step closer to the mud pit, pointed at the bottom and said, "I am the fourth person you killed. Look, I have a birthmark here, it was caused by you."
The little girl pushed her hair aside to show him.
It was too dark, and the child's wet black hair covered his scalp. Zou Wenhan could not see anything, but a picture emerged in his mind. It seemed that when the child was young and still growing lanugo, there was a brown scar on the top of his head. Later, when he grew long hair, it could no longer be seen.
"Dad, don't you remember? Have you forgotten what you did?" The little girl stomped her feet on the ground angrily after seeing that her father didn't respond for a long time.
Zou Wenhan suddenly came back to his senses and held the girl's hand tightly: "No, no, Daddy remembers, Daddy remembers!"
"You lied to me! You don't even remember!"
Zou Wenhan's eyes were filled with panic, and he found it difficult to digest what the child had just said, but the fourth one... yes, he couldn't remember which one it was, but it seemed that a boy was dragged back by a dog, and when he was about to throw him into the pit, he found that the boy was still breathing.
He just hit him on the head with a shovel.
Memories overlap with my daughter's angry voice:
"…I was not dead at the time. I was lying at your feet, watching you. You picked up the shovel and smashed my head. It hurt so much!"
Guoguo knows.
How does Guoguo know...
Guoguo...really know...
Zou Wenhan was extremely panicked, fear pulled at his whole body, almost tearing him apart: "Don't, don't say anything, Daddy is sorry for you, Daddy apologizes to you, I'm sorry, does it hurt, Guoguo?"
The little girl put down her gesturing hands, her expression changed in an instant, and she said coldly: "I wasn't called Guoguo at that time."
"You just forgot. Not only did you forget that you killed me, you also forgot my name. You didn't even remember it. You're lying!"
“I haven’t forgotten!”
"Apologize, Daddy, apologize to me," the little girl said angrily. She turned her head away and glanced at Zou Wenhan, adding softly, "Because I love Daddy, so as long as Daddy apologizes to me, I won't be angry. Otherwise, I won't! go! home!"
The black rain was cold and bleak.
Zou Wenhan looked at the pit of corpses. Among the pile of overlapping bones, how could he still remember who the fourth one was?
He couldn't even remember the boy's face...
Zou Wenhan knelt on the ground, holding his daughter's hand, lowered his head, and tried hard to recall the names he had come across over the years, carefully piecing together the sounds in these names: "... Zhi, Zhiwei, no... Zhilong, Li Zhilong."
The little girl turned her head back.
Zou Wenhan was panicking, his body shaking constantly. After thinking of a name, he couldn't think of anything else. He wrapped his daughter's hand in his palm, tears streaming down his face: "Guoguo, Zhilong, Dad is sorry for you."
He still can't accept that the person he killed would become his daughter.
Zou Wenhan sobbed, his forehead banging on his daughter's chest and the camera hanging around her neck, tears streaming down his face: "Li Zhilong, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to kill you. You were already beyond saving. I just wanted you to die more comfortably."
He raised his head with red eyes, grabbed his daughter's cold hand, and looked at her face: "Can you forgive me?"
The dark lens captured his front view.
A red light lights up steadily, indicating that the machine is running stably.
The cold touch in my palm became hard at some point, and the slippery and moist touch and the earthy smell disappeared together. The surroundings were extremely quiet, and even the sky was gradually getting brighter.
Zou Wenhan knelt on the floor of the interrogation room, holding the cold aluminum tripod of the camera with both hands, his face covered with tears, and apologized bitterly.
As soon as the three words "Li Zhilong" came out, the police in the monitoring room next door immediately started searching and found Li Zhilong's identity information and missing report record.
It was summer when he was reported missing. He was 1.74 meters tall, wearing a red T-shirt, jeans, black sneakers, and a black schoolbag. His clothes were very ordinary and he would not be recognized in a crowd.
But there is one thing about him: he is left-handed and his right hand is a prosthetic limb.
Colleagues who were conducting on-site investigation at Long Qishan quickly found the bones that were missing half of the right arm from among the pieced together human bones. Based on a preliminary assessment of body length and pelvis, they determined that the bones matched Li Zhilong's characteristics.
Zou Wenhan faced the dark camera, and the reflection on the lens glass reflected a blurry human figure.
His nerves worked slowly, processing what was happening, looking at the police officer approaching him.
Inside the monitoring room.
Bai Qingqing glanced at the information on the policeman's computer, loosened her right hand from the finger gestures, took a long breath, and asked Zi Wenbin and Duan Xuyao: "It's almost time, can I get off work now?"
Zi Wenbin had a complicated expression.
Just now, when Zou Wenhan looked over, Bai Qingqing suddenly sat up, made a talisman in the air with her left hand, and pinched her fingers with her right hand, pulling Zou Wenhan into the illusion.
The whole process took place without any warning or preparation. He sat on the chair the entire time. In seven minutes, a total of fourteen talismans were injected into his body.
Now that it was over, he simply let go of her hand and leaned back in his chair, his face turning a little pale.
"…Ms. Bai Qingqing, Zi Wenbin, Director of the Jinghai Bureau of the Special Affairs Investigation and Management Bureau, invites Ms. Bai to join the Special Investigation Bureau."
"No, your bureau is very serious about overtime. It's getting late, I want to go home and sleep." Bai Qingqing yawned, feeling her hands and feet a little cold. She shook her feet and stood up, put her hands in her pockets and prepared to go to bed. "Director Zi, Officer Duan, don't forget what we agreed on. I'm going to go today, and we can talk tomorrow if there's anything else. Okay."
Bai Qingqing contacted the driver and asked him to come to the door immediately.
Zi Wenbin wanted to talk to her tonight, so he opened the monitoring room for her and sent Bai Qingqing out, saying, "You can come at a time that's convenient for you..."
"Flexible working hours, right?" Bai Qingqing smiled, shook her head, and walked quickly. After turning a few corners, she saw a black car driving to the police station entrance through the stairs.
A member of the Special Investigation Bureau handed her a black umbrella. Bai Qingqing took the umbrella and hung the curved handle on her forearm: "Director Zi, please stay."
Zi Wenbin stopped and said politely, "Okay, thank you Consultant Bai for today, and we'll see you tomorrow."
*
The case of the faceless female corpse being dumped was solved overnight, and the murderer who had been on the run for twenty years was finally arrested. Twenty-three lives were involved in the case, which once again shocked the whole country.
The entry #Bai Qingqing quits "Heart Signal"# was on the hot search list for less than twenty minutes before it was squeezed out of sight.
#The original guest of "Heart Signal" Luo He# was quickly ranked outside the top seventeen, and the front row was filled with entries related to #Faceless female corpse murderer arrested#. The news photo of twenty-four body bags neatly arranged in two rows was shocking.
Once Zou Wenhan started saying the name Li Zhilong, things became much easier.
He knew there was nothing to struggle with.
The bodies are all there, and it's only a matter of time before we can find conclusive evidence.
He confessed to his crime.
The twenty-year-long case of the faceless female corpse dumping came to an end. The police announced that the case was closed. Two hours later, a press release was issued, calling Zou Wenhan's case a "bone pit case."
Xiao Qingshan, a dog farm, a boy who was treated as a dog and raised in a dog cage since childhood.
At the age of nine, he pushed his father off a cliff and was sent to an orphanage. As an adult, he went into the mountains by chance and saw a traveler who had fallen. This brought back the psychological trauma of his childhood. He wanted to know, who could escape from this cage?
An unfortunate childhood takes a lifetime to heal, so Zou Wenhan decided to heal his own childhood personally.
The real name of the faceless female corpse is Zhang An, and she is an eyewitness. From Bai Qingqing's perspective, Zou Wenhan just happened to catch up. Zhang An's horoscope is a bit special. If she doesn't become a journalist, she is actually suitable to be a sorcerer, that is, a Taoist priest, a spirit medium, etc.
When she died, her obsession was so deep that she couldn't help but look for Zou Wenhan and appeared in his dreams day and night. As a result, Zou Wenhan dug her out of the ground again, smashed her face, threw her into the river, and discarded her body far away.
Zhang An watched Zou Wenhan kill one person after another, digging up the soil and burying the bodies again and again, until one day, she saw her adoptive mother Zhang Pingping die.
Zhang An, who had always been very quiet, reached out his hand for the first time, and the person he held back was Bai Qingqing.
In the warm morning sun, the name of 023 was re-engraved on his tombstone and placed together with another tombstone, and they were buried side by side.
Zhang An, Zhang Pingping.
"I should have known I shouldn't have let you follow my name. You have a miserable life." Zhang Pingping's skinny and old hands stroked his daughter Zhang An's face. If she were still alive, she would be 41 years old now, but she still retains the appearance of a girl.
"Why didn't your father and I go to school with you?"
"What I feel most sorry for is that I forgot you. When your father passed away, I promised him that I would find you, but I actually forgot you. An An, I'm sorry. After you left, I forgot about you many times."
Zhang An didn't say anything. He tried his best to smile, stroked his adoptive mother's face again and again, hugged her neck, and cried silently.
Bai Qingqing sat on a bench in the cemetery, retracted her gaze, and continued to read the news report on her phone.
Like Zhang An, Yu Huiting is the only eyewitness to the corpse pit case.
Fortunately, she went abroad by chance in 2006, but unfortunately, she could no longer contact her friend after she went abroad, and soon learned about her missing from her friend's mother.
After hearing about it, Yu Huiting thought it was related to the body on the mountain, so she stayed abroad and did not dare to return home. Later, she heard that her friend's father had passed away and her mother was ill, so she couldn't help but come back in 2011, and she also wanted to visit her hometown.
It was on this trip that he lost his life.
The mobile phone that Zou Wenhan picked up contained photos of Yu Huiting. He printed out the photos and put them in the car. A taxi customer saw them and teased him, thinking she was the woman he had a crush on.
The first taxi Yu Huiting took when she returned to China, the driver picked up a very attractive female passenger from the international airport, and he posted the photo to the group of other drivers to show off. Zou Wenhan knew of Yu Huiting's whereabouts before she even reached the train station.
…
After just a few minutes of reading the press release, the comment section was already flooded with people mourning the 24 lives lost, cursing the murderer Zou Wenhan, his perverted father, and the driver. It was a pity that Xiaoting could not escape the fate of being killed.
Bai Qingqing felt a little uncomfortable after reading this press release.
Maybe it was because of the environment, the scenes and characters around me were too real, every policeman, worker, crying family members of the deceased who came and went in the cemetery... their voices and movements were so vivid that even the grief was too vivid.
She sat on the bench, could smell the scent of camphor and feel the warmth of the sunshine.
Everything was exactly the same as her original world.
Even the ghosts are the same.
Bai Qingqing leaned back on the bench and sighed.
Zhang An and Zhang Pingping, mother and daughter, suddenly turned towards her, leaned over together, and knelt down to thank her. Bai Qingqing immediately sat up straight, stretched out her hands, and lifted their knees.
Two golden lights flew towards her, and two heavy coffins were lowered into the tomb.
Zi Wenbin and his two staff members were busy in front of the corpse.
The Special Investigation Bureau is responsible for all subsequent matters regarding the salvation and reincarnation of these 24 deceased persons.
Bai Qingqing took a handful of yellow and white chrysanthemums that the volunteers had brought to the cemetery and placed them in front of the mother and daughter's graves.
【May you be at peace in the afterlife. 】
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