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Instead of going directly to the hotel, Zhang Weike continued with his original purpose, driving into the parking lot of Jiangshang Hospital and heading straight to the fourth floor.
Just then, Fang Chengyin came down from the restaurant upstairs, and the man beside him was clearly protecting him.
"Excuse me, may I bother you?" Zhang Weike showed Fang Chengyin his ID photo.
Before he could speak, Jiang Zhi interrupted, "Hello, Officer Zhang. Cheng Yin isn't feeling well right now. You can ask me anything first."
After escorting Fang Chengyin back to his ward, he closed the door and walked towards Zhang Weike, introducing himself: "I am Fang Chengyin's college roommate, Jiang Zhi."
"Roommate? You think you can just take it upon yourself to deal with me because you're only my roommate?" Zhang Weike was unimpressed, and Jiang Zhi was clearly not that simple either.
Jiang Zhi spoke frankly: "Cheng Yin's mental state is unstable, and he can't handle any stimulation."
"Mental state?"
"We know that Liu Jin had a high fever that wouldn't go down the day he died, and that part of his brain function was damaged."
Zhang Weike grasped the key point: "Is Liu Jinyi very important to him?"
"I'm not entirely sure, but I've seen Liu Jinyi a few times when he came to the school to see Cheng Yin. Most of the time, he was asking for help with exam questions. Liu Jinyi is about to take the college entrance exam and wants to apply to Hongrui St. But Officer Xu, have you ever considered that a student who is about to take the college entrance exam is frequently leaving the school, is it really just to take a shortcut with a senior student guiding him?"
Zhang Weike was silent for a few seconds: "Thank you for your answer."
"Please take care."
Jiang Zhi stood at the door of the ward watching him leave. Finally, the light from the window at the end of the corridor broke through the dawn and filled Zhang Weike, escorting him away.
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"Help me!" A scream shattered the peace of the early morning.
Jiang Zhi entered the ward. Fang Chengyin was huddled in the corner, clutching the curtains tightly, unaware that something was pulling at him from the other side.
It seemed someone was approaching him. Even though the danger had clearly increased, he could only whisper tremblingly, "Help me! Help me..."
After a moment of shock, Jiang Zhi's eyes calmed down. He sent a text message to the director of Jiangshang Hospital: "Uncle Jiang, I'll reserve the fourth floor for today. I'll visit your home to express my gratitude when I have time."
The reply came quickly: "Xiao Zhi, feel free to use it. Please give my regards to your father."
"OK."
He put away his phone, picked up his tablet, sat down opposite her, and opened his drawing app, intending to draw the entire process of Fang Chengyin falling into the nightmare in the form of a comic.
"Hit me, hit me like before, hit me all you want!"
Jiang Zhi looked at Fang Chengyin, who had been "dragged" out of the corner, and added a few more shadowy figures dragging him along, mirroring his posture.
He didn't know what the dark figure said to him, but his face instantly turned pale, and his voice suddenly rose, "Tell him to get out!!"
Someone entered. Jiang Zhi drew a red silhouette and stepped into the room.
"We'll handle our own affairs. Why drag innocent people into this?"
After confronting the "shadow" for a while, Fang Chengyin's pupils suddenly dilated. "You beasts! What are you doing to him!"
The roar turned into an incredulous whisper: "Voluntary... He's crying, how could it be voluntary?"
Fang Chengyin didn't know what the shadowy figures said, but he suddenly shrank back to the corner on guard. However, he was dragged back a few seconds later. This time, he gripped the curtains tightly and refused to let go.
Suddenly, a scream erupted as her fingers were snapped off one by one.
He was thrown onto the bed, and countless men pounced on him; he couldn't stop his clothes from being torn apart...
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Zhang Weike arrived at the hotel and was immediately greeted by a pungent, sweet fragrance upon entering that floor. His colleague, Li Jin, was waiting for him outside room 1034, reporting the initial findings of his investigation: "There's Liu Jinyi's blood everywhere in the room; there are at least thirty-one traces left from the struggle alone. And..."
Zhang Weike's eyes were bloodshot: "What else!"
Li Jin lowered his head, his voice trembling: "His blood is completely mixed with semen."
Is this what the autopsy report says about death by assault?
Zhang Weike kicked over the testing equipment next to him and punched the white wall.
The commotion startled the staff inside, who all stopped what they were doing and then realized where they were:
The entire 60-square-meter room glowed with a blue-purple fluorescence under the luminol reagent, with some even splashing onto the ceiling...
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Jiang Zhi's eyes reddened as he watched Fang Chengyin being "dragged" to various corners. The finished product on the tablet had already reached more than 50 pages, and the capacitive pen produced a piercing shriek under great force.
After being "suffocated," "choked," and "banged against the wall," Fang Chengyin's "resistance" gradually lost its meaning, and he fainted and was woken up several times.
Jiang Zhi's hand holding the capacitive pen began to tremble. He seemed to see Fang Chengyin leaving him forever again, and tears streamed down his face, silently falling onto the tablet.
Coming to his senses, he abruptly grabbed a tissue from the side to wipe himself, took a long breath, and continued to stare at the person lying face up at the foot of the bed, half of their head dangling off the edge of the bed.
It's difficult to breathe in this position.
Jiang Zhi tried his best to focus, not to involve his personal feelings, and to treat him only as the tormented "Liu Jinyi".
After four hours of alternating fainting and regaining consciousness, "Liu Jinyi" opened his eyes again, coughed up blood with his head hanging down, and the blood flowed back into his throat, choking him and making his eyes roll back. His unfocused eyes suddenly showed a will to live, "I...want to live..."
He was slapped several more times, and his breathing was repeatedly pinched and squeezed.
Jiang Zhi turned on the black color; he knew that Liu Jinyi was about to leave this purgatory and be freed.
But, but—
"No, don't want me..."
"Help me..."
"...Save me, Jiang Zhi..."
"Jiang Zhi!!!"
Jiang Zhi threw down his pen and rushed over, all his suppressed emotions turning into tears, which he let fall behind him.
Jiang Zhi pulled Fang Chengyin into his arms and cried uncontrollably, as if Fang Chengyin was the wronged child who had been abandoned for a long time.
Fang Chengyin trembled in his arms, repeatedly calling out "Jiang Zhi," and even saying, "How could you leave me?"
Jiang Zhi kissed his forehead, apologizing repeatedly, "I was wrong, Chengyin, I was wrong, I was wrong..."
Fang Chengyin raised his hand, his pale hand stroking his face, as if he wanted to say something, but his consciousness returned and he fainted again.
Jiang Zhi kissed away his tears, then tenderly pecked his brow before placing him on the sofa. He then squatted down to pick up the tablet, organized the information, and sent it.
Recipient: Liu Desheng.
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After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Weike calmed down from his rage and asked, "What else did you find out?"
Li Jin said, "The reservation information for this floor has been verified. It was reserved for three illegal immigrants, who have been detained. They said they originally intended to use the room to celebrate their successful smuggling and even brought a few female companions. However, on their way to the hotel, they received a video of their smuggling process, and the person in the video threatened them to transfer the room they had reserved."
Where is the person who sent the message?
"He was using a second-hand phone."
"What about the female companions they mentioned?"
Li Jin shook his head.
Just when the two were at their wits' end, the surveyor suddenly exclaimed, "We found a name tag!"
Zhang Weike and Li Jin hurried over, squatted down by the bed, and shone the light on the nameplate—Jin Yichu, Yanyang No.1 Middle School.
Students from Yanyang No.1 Middle School!
Zhang Weike's eyelids twitched suddenly, and he stood up and turned to Li Jin, "Give me Liu Jin's homeroom teacher's phone number!"
Li Jin hurriedly followed him outside.
Zhang Weike suddenly turned around at the door. The fluorescent blue light of the room filled his eyes, and his grief ignited an unyielding ruthlessness.
Li Jin: "I have already sent Liu Jinyi's homeroom teacher's number."
While making a phone call, Zhang Weike tossed him the car keys, saying, "You drive, we'll talk in the car."
The two hurried toward the elevator. Communication inside the elevator was not smooth. After a brief silence, they walked out of the lobby on the first floor. The dial tone kept ringing in their ears. Zhang Weike glanced at his phone and saw that the other party had indeed rung and hung up.
I got in the car, fastened my seatbelt, and entered Liu Desheng's residence as my navigation destination. He had just left a few hours ago and shouldn't have left!
Zhang Weike punched the window, and blood gushed from the second blow to his fist.
Li Jin pulled out a tissue and handed it over, "Captain..."
They were all deeply affected by this case.
"Thank you." Zhang Weike hastily crumpled up a tissue to cover his hands, leaned back in his seat, and said, "Let's go."
Shortly after the car drove off, the car radio broadcast the news: "The father of the deceased, Liu Jinyi, is live-streaming!"
Zhang Weike quickly turned on his phone. It was a live stream with the title: "Liu Jinyi was deliberately murdered by five school bullies."
Zhang Weike asked Li Jin to park the car near the coffee shop. The two sat down in a corner of the coffee shop, where a few scattered customers were also looking at the link. Some were discussing the development of the incident with great interest, while others were cursing the investigation bureau for being useless...
Zhang Weike clicked on the link, and the screen showed Liu Desheng against a clear blue sky. The camera was shooting from below, making it difficult to determine his current location.
"My son, Liu Jinyi, was the top student in his grade at Yanyang No. 1 High School. He was bullied at school for a long time and was brutally sexually assaulted and dismembered the night before last... As his father, I didn't know anything about it. I didn't know that he frequently ran away from school to avoid being beaten, and I didn't know that he had asked his homeroom teacher, Li Luguo, for help. But Li Luguo didn't care or tell me. He just let them bully him after accepting gifts! During breaks or in the study room, they locked him in an abandoned laboratory and beat and kicked him! They poured chemicals on him!"
The screen showed a photo of the homeroom teacher, Li Luguo, a middle-aged man with a kind face who had been recognized as a national-level outstanding homeroom teacher for many years.
Liu Desheng on the screen choked up several times, but he did not cry. Even though his eyes were bloodshot and his weathered face remained resolute.
This was a confrontation, a confrontation between classes.
Zhang Weike looked at Li Jin and said, "Have someone lock the live stream!"
"Yes!" Li Jin typed on the keyboard, staring incredulously at the constantly flashing intercept codes on the screen: "Captain, someone is protecting Liu Desheng's live stream."
Zhang Weike: "Contact the cybersecurity center and find him out."
After contacting the cybersecurity center, Li Jin attempted to communicate with them but was warned, "Are you here to make things worse?"
The live stream signal became very unstable, and Zhang Weike asked Li Jin to stop.
Li Luguo's photo was fixed in the upper left corner of the screen. Liu Desheng continued, "I deserve to die for not protecting Jin Yi, but before I die, I will make them pay the price. Animals don't deserve to live, and their parents should see the consequences of indulging their children!"
A photo appeared on the screen: Jin Yichu walking on the street, the same high school boy who dropped his designer brand at the hotel.
A caller ID suddenly popped up on the phone. Zhang Weike closed the live stream, and Li Jin reopened it on his computer, only turning the volume down very low. It was Li Luguo calling, and the moment he answered, he yelled, "What do you want!"
Zhang Weike's eyes darkened, and he introduced himself, "Please add my number to your new contacts. I think we'll need to keep in touch frequently in the future."
Upon learning it was Zhang Weike, Li Luguo instantly changed his tune, "Captain Zhang, please stop him! Some of the things he said were fabricated, just to fit the public's speculation."
Zhang Weike asked in a calm tone, "Are the five students Liu Desheng mentioned in the classroom now?"
"I didn't have any classes this morning, and I only just found out from Jin Yichu's parents that he left school without permission. As for the other four students mentioned by Liu Jinyi's father, I don't know them. There is no bullying in my class."
Zhang Weike could tell how he quickly adjusted his emotions and delivered a highly persuasive speech based on the situation.
"So, Teacher Li, it's been twenty minutes since Liu Desheng started broadcasting, haven't you checked the number of students in your class yet?"
Perhaps due to doubts about his sense of responsibility as a teacher, Li Luguo's emotions fluctuated greatly. He was a nationally recognized outstanding head teacher, so it was the perfect opportunity to expose what he was so proud of.
But the other person calmed down again, saying, "I had an upset stomach this morning and just came out of the toilet. I'm checking on it now. I'll let you know later."
After a series of rapid breathing sounds, the call ended.
Zhang Weike gritted his teeth and cursed under his breath.
Li Jin's lips were pale: "Captain Zhang, Liu Desheng said he will kill Jin Yichu at seven o'clock tonight."
"I want to know what Jin Yichu's parents look like now."
This was a request made by Liu Desheng after he issued a countdown to his death.
Zhang Weike urgently summoned his parents. Jin Yuanguo has a square face and is of medium height, but his gaze is always downward, making him look like a bad person. However, he is known as a "great philanthropist" by the citizens, and his reputation is often heard throughout the streets and alleys. Upon learning that Jin Yichu is his son, netizens were shocked but hoped that the "great philanthropist" would uphold justice.
Jin Yuanguo lived up to expectations. Three hours after Liu Desheng issued the announcement, he stood in front of the camera and spoke with Liu Desheng via live broadcast.
Liu Desheng remained calm: "I would like to ask Chairman Jin, how should I seek justice for my son? Should I hire a group of strong men to rape your son first, or should I dismember his body?"
Even though he had traveled to various construction sites that were causing trouble, Jin Yuanguo had never seen anyone like Liu Desheng. He was too calm, and Jin Yuanguo could not discern what Liu Desheng wanted from the slightest change in his expression, which made Jin Yuanguo feel uneasy.
"I would like to ask you to hand him over to the police. The police will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."
Liu Desheng laughed, "It seems you and I are the same kind of people."
Jin Yuanguo was stunned. His carefully chosen words suddenly turned into a string of gibberish. "Perhaps."
"Okay." The live stream ended there.
The entire internet was in an uproar, and public opinion turned to the identities of the remaining four students. Parents rushed to the gate of Yanyang No.1 Middle School, fearing that it might be their own child.
The school was too busy to take any emergency measures and simply prohibited outsiders from entering according to school rules, which led to a bloody incident between security guards and parents. Ultimately, special police were deployed to quell the situation.
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Jiang Zhi moved Fang Chengyin to another ward and sat by the bed to send a message to Zhong Qiqian, asking how the problem of unsold goods was being resolved. Zhong Qiqian said it would be completely resolved in five days.
Jiang Zhi closed his phone. Five days? What a coincidence.
Five days later, that mysterious person will give Fang Chengyin a big gift.
After looking at the still-sleepy person on the bed for a while, Jiang Zhi logged into Mine, searched for Li Luguo, and created a chat room for the two of them.
"Teacher Li, I have a video of you condoning those five students bullying Liu Jinyi. Would you like to talk to me about it?"
"You have ten seconds."
A countdown timer appears in the upper right corner of the chat room. This is a newly developed feature by Mine, designed to give users a new sense of excitement in chatting.
"Ten seconds have passed, video P1080"
The video shows Liu Jinyi being dragged to a grove of trees behind the teaching building by five people at noon on the day the senior high school opening ceremony ended, while Li Luguo was standing in the back corridor on the third floor directly opposite the grove.
The beating lasted for twenty minutes, during which Li Lu remained unmoved, even leisurely smoking two cigarettes as if watching a performance.
A few seconds after the video was posted, Li Lu replied: "What are you trying to say?"
"After something like this happened, how do you think you should take responsibility? You have ten seconds."
The countdown started again.
Li Luguo: "I don't understand what you're talking about. Besides, in the video you posted, I didn't know that there was bullying happening across the street. I'm very nearsighted and wasn't wearing my glasses at the time."
Jiang Zhi: "So you mean your hearing isn't good either? The bully was laughing very loudly."
Li Luguo: "I don't need to prove myself."
Jiang Zhi: "Okay, then you might need to prove yourself. (Video P1080)"
The ten-minute video is a composite of multiple short videos that span twenty years, but all of them take place in hotels.
Li Luguo: "What do you want to talk about?"
Jiang Zhi smiled slightly, and just as he was about to reply, the person on the bed stirred. Jiang Zhi put down his phone, leaned over, tenderly stroked his face, kissed the corner of his mouth, and said softly, "Chengyin, sleep a little longer... be good."
Fang Chengyin indeed fell asleep again.
Picking up his phone again, Li Luguo had already sent several messages:
"What do you want to talk about?"
"Who are you, and what do you want!"
"Those videos were all fabricated by you to slander me!"
Jiang Zhi: "I suddenly don't want your self-proof anymore."
Jiang Zhi: "Just be direct, prove your innocence with your death."
After saying that, he uploaded the video he had just forwarded to Li Luguo, with the caption #Liu Jinyi, a homeroom teacher, is suspected of sexually assaulting multiple students#.
The pinned real-time updates are from multiple whistleblowers, with the most eye-catching content being his real-time chat history with Li Luguo.
Li Luguo: "What right do you have to slander me like this! What do you want from me! As a teacher, I will seek justice for my students! I will sue you! You just wait."
Jiang Zhi did not reply, and the last message, "Just do it, prove your point with your death," was hidden and did not appear in the live chat.
Switching to other channels, the parents of the other four missing students either recorded videos with their real names begging Liu Desheng to show mercy, or issued reward notices asking citizens to provide information on Liu Desheng's hiding place.
At this point, Liu Desheng restarted his live stream and posted photos of four other bullies: Mu Liao, Luo Xichuan, Jiao Zhuo, and Zhuang Xilian.
Jiang Zhi looked at the names of the five bullies and sneered.
Metal, wood, water, fire, and earth—what a coincidence!
Liu Desheng contacted Jin Yuanguo: "Chairman Jin, is there anything you would like to say to your son?"
He moved the camera slightly, revealing Jin Yichu suspended from a steel pipe, with the clear blue sky as the background.
Jin Yuanguo looked at Jin Yichu with a gloomy face, "Please, hand him over to the police."
"I said, we are the same kind."
After saying this, Liu Desheng posted a comment under the live stream: "I ask the netizens, is it wrong to kill a beast like Jin Yichu?"
Most netizens support Liu Desheng and hope he will retaliate in kind, directly resorting to violence.
Jiang Zhi turned off the TV.
An hour later, Fang Chengyin woke up.
Jiang Zhi: "Rest a little longer, then I'll take you back."
Fang Chengyin looked out the window: "How is Jin Yi?"
"He has been cremated, and his father took him home."
Fang Chengyin stopped speaking.
Jiang Zhi: "His father arrested all the murderers and planned to make them pay the price."
Fang Chengyin's eyelashes trembled slightly.
“Liu Jinyi’s homeroom teacher, Li Luguo, knew about Liu Jinyi’s ordeal but turned a blind eye. Now he is being reported by other students for sexually assaulting male students for twenty years.” Jiang Zhi lowered his voice. “Fang Chengyin, do you think it’s better to retaliate in kind, or to hand him over to the police?”
Fang Chengyin didn't answer him, but said in a deep voice, "I should go. He clearly invited me..."
"If you go, you'll probably get a piece of the body parts in that black plastic bag. Fang Chengyin, you know he wants those bullies to target you, so why are you still so heartbroken for him? Do you like him?"
Something must have triggered him, because Fang Cheng got up and punched Jiang Zhi, yelling, "What business is it of yours whether I like it or not!"
His eyes reddened, and tears were about to fall.
Jiang Zhi grabbed his arm and pulled him closer, her tone icy: "You're going to debase yourself like this for an outsider?"
Fang Chengyin struggled: "Let me go!"
Jiang Zhi let go, but was slapped again. His head tilted to one side, and when he turned back, his mouth was bleeding. He looked extremely aggrieved.
Fang Chengyin calmed down, "I...I'm sorry..."
He understands his body; it's been like this since his second year of high school. When he wakes up after being in a coma for a long time, he can't control his behavior for an hour.
“Jiang Zhi, I…”
Jiang Zhi kissed him, just a light touch on the lips, "Kiss me and I'll forgive you." Because he was still sitting on the edge of the bed, he could only tilt his head back when they touched lips. It was a pitiful request, but his hands were tightly gripping the other's sleeve.
Fang Chengyin looked down at him and saw the tears rolling down his cheeks and his pitiful face.
"You lied to me when you said you broke your leg."
Jiang Zhi stopped crying instantly. He sat up straight and said, "Mmm," his voice still trembling with tears.
Fang Chengyin's tone was forceful: "Why?"
“Because that man went back to his place, I think you’ll want to keep an eye on him.”
Fang Chengyin moved his knees to kneel by the bed, grabbed Jiang Zhi by the collar and pulled him closer, his face showing a sickly expression: "Then I really should thank you properly!"
After saying that, he kissed him, kissing him haphazardly, sucking away all the red from the corner of Jiang Zhi's mouth, and still not satisfied, he continued to cup his face and invade him.
Jiang Zhi was stunned for a moment, then wrapped his arms around the waist and back of the neck of the person in front of him, pulled him onto his knees, and kissed him fiercely in his arms.
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