Detective Files II

Chapter 230 Killing in a Dream

Not long after the Spring Festival, the weather is still cold, but it seems that once the Spring Festival is over, the footsteps of spring become eager. Apart from the coldness in the morning and evening, the whole city of C is shrouded in warm sunshine most of the time during the day.

The festive atmosphere has not completely faded away, and the couplets on the streets and alleys are still red and golden. In addition to office workers, students in universities, middle schools and primary schools are still enjoying the holiday time that is drawing to a close.

Lu Xiangdong is an office worker, but his professional nature gives him the same work and rest time as students. Because of this, he was able to make a cup of tea by himself on this sunny morning and sit on the single sofa facing the floor-to-ceiling windows , enjoy the quiet alone.

The teacup on the small coffee table was steaming, the tea leaves were slowly stretched in the hot water, and the quiet tea fragrance permeated the air. A book was spread out on Lu Xiangdong's lap, with one hand supporting his head, and the other He held the pages of the book with his fingers, as if he was about to turn the page, but this action was always frozen there and never continued.

He looked at the window with both eyes. Although the window was full of dense water vapor and he couldn't see the outside at all, he kept maintaining such a posture, and his thoughts had already drifted to that layer of space.

From time to time, he would suddenly frown, and after a while, his frowning brows would slowly relax, as if thinking of something in his heart, his expression didn't change, but there was a touch of warmth in his eyes.

At this moment, the phone rang suddenly, breaking the silence in the room. Lu Xiangdong frowned, reached out and took the phone from the side, glanced at the caller ID on it, and sighed softly, rather than worrying, Rather, it is more like a confession.

"Hello," he pressed the answer button and put the phone to his ear, "what's the matter?"

"Hey, Lu Xiangdong? Hurry up and come to the Public Security Bureau! Hurry up!" Tian Mi's impatient voice came from the receiver.

Lu Xiangdong didn't speak, not saying a word.

Tian Mi also became confused because of his silence on the other end of the phone: "What's the matter? Do you have something to do for a few days?"

"No, but I don't know why you called me in such a hurry."

"If you have nothing to say, don't talk too much! Hurry up and talk about it! Of course it is important to find you! Okay, okay, hurry up! We will talk about it later!" Tian Mi hurriedly dropped the last sentence, Lian Lu Xiangdong Without waiting for a reply, he hastily hung up the phone.

Lu Xiangdong looked at the disconnected cell phone, shook his head, closed the book on his lap and put it on the coffee table, got up, changed his clothes and was ready to go.

"How is it? Have you made contact?" Mo Dou asked Tian Mi.

Tian Mi nodded, her face was a little hot, Mo Dou seemed to be aware of it, smiled at her, and pointed to the other side: "Then just wait, I'll see what's going on over there."

After finishing the investigation of the serial rape and murder case, the Spring Festival holiday will soon come. Tian Mi's family of four will go back to their hometown to celebrate the New Year. Tian Mi doesn't know how Lu Xiangdong spent the Spring Festival. Her injury made Tian's mother furious. , criticizing her for being adventurous and impulsive and not protecting herself, plus her voice is not convenient for speaking, she is under the sight of Tian's mother throughout the Spring Festival holiday, supervised at any time, not allowed to run around, don't talk too much, and maintain her body and voice well.

So during this period of time, the only contact she had with Lu Xiangdong was that on New Year's Eve, Tian Mi sent him a very interesting text message, but he didn't reply.

Although there was not a long, long time interval, Tian Mi couldn't help but feel a little nervous when she was sitting in the office waiting for Lu Xiangdong to arrive.

Lu Xiangdong saved himself once, Tian Mi felt her heart beating wildly in her chest when thinking of the situation that day.

She could feel the man's worry and anxiety at that time, even though she was flustered at that time, she did not ignore the distress in his eyes because of this.

Maybe it's really like what Wang Chun said, I am different from Lu Xiangdong?
If this is the case, why did he ask before that there would be such a thing as even?
Time slipped by quietly when Tian Mi was thinking wildly, and when she came to her senses, Lu Xiangdong had already arrived.

"What do you want me for? Can you make it clear now?" Lu Xiangdong asked while taking off his coat, with a natural attitude, without any different emotions from the past.

Tian Mi felt a little disappointed in her heart for a while. She thought that after going through such a thrilling moment together, it would be different when they meet again now, but she never thought that Lu Xiangdong's attitude is still like a bowl of white water, faint, colorless and tasteless .

She really never understood this man.

"That's what happened. We just came here with a surrendered person, but the situation is very strange. Firstly, we may need your help. Secondly, I think you should also be interested." Tian Mi also restrained herself. Personal emotions, talk about business matters with Lu Xiangdong seriously.

"Then tell me, what's going on?"

"Let's go, I'll take you there to have a look, you know it yourself, let me tell you, I really don't know." Tian Mi stretched out her hand and pointed in the direction of the reception room, and walked there with Lu Xiangdong one after the other.

In the dressing room, Tian Yang and Mo Dou were sitting face to face with a young man, both of them looked confused, while the young man shrank obviously, trembling slightly while hugging his arms, his face was as white as paper, bloodless.

He was wearing a wide jumper, the clothes were mottled and covered with dark brown stains, and the sportswear pants on the lower body were the same, but because of the darker color, it was not so easy to see clearly, and the opening was open at his feet Throwing a shoulder bag.

"Dr. Lu, you're here!" Tian Yang and Mo Dou greeted Lu Xiangdong one after another when they saw Lu Xiangdong coming, and the pale young man also turned his head to secretly look at him a few times.

Lu Xiangdong didn't look at the young man, but nodded to Tian Yang and the others, sat not far from them, and asked, "What's going on?"

"This little buddy came this morning and said he wanted to surrender, saying that he had killed someone." Mo Dou pouted at the young man and said softly.

Lu Xiangdong slightly raised his eyebrows, expressing his incomprehension to such an answer.

Obviously, if she simply surrendered herself, Tian Mi wouldn't make such a fuss and call herself over early in the morning.

Tian Yang sighed, and said helplessly: "He doesn't know who he killed, he doesn't know where the body is, and he doesn't know why he killed the man. I called and asked just now, but I haven't heard back since last night. any related reports."

"I really killed someone!" Seeing the doubt in Tian Yang's tone, the young man said eagerly, almost crying, "Otherwise, why would there be so much blood on my clothes? On the floor of my room Why is there a knife? The only explanation is that I killed someone, but I can't remember anything!"

"Amnesia?" Lu Xiangdong frowned and asked the young man.

The young man nodded, then shook his head again: "Almost, I suffer from a disease called 'transient complete amnesia syndrome', and last night happened to be when I fell ill."

The nouns he said made Tian Mi and the three policemen all show confused expressions, and they all looked at Lu Xiangdong in unison.

Lu Xiangdong was also taken aback when he heard it, and nodded slowly: "I have indeed heard of this disease, it is very rare, and I haven't seen an actual medical record before."

"Are you a doctor?" The young man seemed to have a kind of trust and dependence on Lu Xiangdong when he heard that he knew his strange disease, "I have had this disease for many years, and the doctors I saw said it was probably the pituitary gland. problem, but don’t know how to treat it.”

"What is this 'transient complete amnesia syndrome'?" Tian Yang couldn't help asking.

Lu Xiangdong said to him: "Patients suffering from this rare disease will suddenly lose their memory without expecting it, and they will either completely forget the familiar life and people, or only have very few traces, such as That is to say, I can only vaguely remember a certain place or a certain person. This kind of amnesia is only temporary, ranging from a few hours to a few days, and then the memory will suddenly come back, but after the memory is restored, the "amnesia" period The experience doesn’t leave an impression at all.”

After speaking, he asked the young man, "Am I right?"

"Yes! That's it. Every time I get sick, it's actually like sleepwalking," the young man was a little excited. This disease seemed to be his distress. Finally, someone understood and made him very happy. However, the current situation can't help Make him happy, "I have always been terrified of this problem of mine, because I have no way of knowing when I get the disease, and what I will do after the disease. Every time I recover from the disease, I am worried, for fear that I will be sick again. I did something outrageous during the illness and caused a catastrophe. Unexpectedly, after worrying about it for so long, it really came true this time—I killed someone in my 'dream'!"

As he spoke, he pulled his hair in pain, his facial features wrinkled in distress.

"What's your name?" Mo Dou asked, "Where do you live? When you got sick this time, was there anyone else in your family?"

"My name is Nian Yongjun. I live in Fuzhen. I rent a house and live alone." The young man said, "I am an orphan and grew up in an orphanage. I don't remember when I got sick this time. I haven’t seen anyone, I only know that when I woke up, I was wearing bloody clothes, and there was a bloody knife lying on the ground.”

As he spoke, he pointed to the bag at his feet. Obviously, the knife was packed there.

"That knife," Nian Yongjun began to tremble again at this point, "I usually use it. I help cook in a small restaurant. I think I killed someone. I want to surrender. Please help me!"

Tian Yang and the others looked at each other, looked at Lu Xiangdong, and saw that he didn't show any doubts, so after a little consideration, Mo Dou took Nian Yongjun to collect evidence and look at the red marks on him and the kitchen knife. Was the brown stain really human blood?

【Thank Master Zhuoer and Maoba for their pink tickets, you are the hardest working~ (May Day should be a scene) By the way, I wish you all a happy May Day! 】

(End of this chapter)