criminal mentality

Chapter 230 Closing
Liang Kewei looked at Wen Mo who had gone and returned with some perplexity, feeling fortunate but troubled.What's the matter with this woman?Obviously she has clearly rejected their request, but she is still entangled with her life and death. Hmph, I originally meant well, and I was afraid that they would be accidentally injured by the disgusting person behind me, but this woman actually sent me to the door again by herself. What really happened? It's difficult for me to protect myself, but I don't have time to take care of her.

Jiang Haitian stared at Wen Mo warily, who just stood at the door calmly and let him look at him.Although Jiang Haitian was responsible for several lives and was full of crimes, he had never dealt with the police directly, so he was vigilant and inexperienced.

"Didn't you say that you won't sign it? Is it over?" He cursed angrily.There was a sex scene on TV just now, and he just wanted to pull Xiaoying to make out, but the doorbell rang again when he didn't make it, how could he not be annoyed?

"Jiang Haitian, this time, I'm still looking for you."

"How do you know my name? You, who are you?" Jiang Haitian's face darkened suddenly when he heard the other party call out his name. He is not a fool. He also knew that the police were looking for him outside, thinking He had no real connection with Liang Kewei at first, and he didn't attract anyone's attention all the way here. It's basically impossible for the police to find this place in a short while.But seeing that this woman disclosed her identity as soon as she opened her mouth, I am afraid that she has already been surrounded by the police, and it is impossible to escape.

Since leaving is impossible, if you can die in the same year, the same month, and the same day as your beloved one, there is nothing else you can ask for!It was too late and then soon, the dagger in Jiang Haitian's hand moved from Liang Kewei's back waist to the neck. With a little force, a bright red appeared on Liang Kewei's fair skin, and she couldn't help but gasp in pain.

"Don't come here, back away! Or I'll stab her to death!" Jiang Haitian held Liang Kewei and walked into the room, trying to lock Wen Mo out of the room, while pricking up his ears to listen to the movement outside to see if there was someone The police from the brigade rushed to the door to arrest him.

Wen Mo took a step forward to block the door, and then entered Liang Kewei's house. Jiang Haitian's knife couldn't help but cut three points on Liang Kewei's neck after seeing Wen Mo coming in, and blood began to flow down her neck.

"Don't be nervous, relax, I have no malicious intentions, Jiang Haitian, I'm here to help you, you can look out the window now, the armed police downstairs are already ready to rush into the house, I stopped them. Today , here, no one will die, we can all walk out alive. Jiang Haitian, do you understand what I mean?"

"Stand still, hand over your gun!" Hearing that he might get out alive, Jiang Haitian's eyes flickered. After all, he was only under 30 years old. It would be a lie to say that he is not afraid of death, but he changed his mind. Thinking about it, he has already killed four people. According to the current laws of our country, four times of death is enough. Even if he can get out alive now, he will still die later.However, multiple policemen always have multiple chips, so maybe he can make some demands and run out.

Wen Mo slowly raised his hands, and turned around in front of him: "I didn't have a weapon on me, and I came up alone, just hoping to convince you, save you, and Xiaoying, who also saved you, by the way, you If you don't let go of the hand holding the knife, Xiaoying will die soon."

Xiaoying?Jiang Haitian was a little dazed, and turned his head to meet Liang Kewei's eyes.That pair of Xiaoying-like eyes made Jiang Haitian confused for a moment: "Xiaoying." The knife in his hand loosened involuntarily.

Liang Kewei was more nervous than excited at this moment. Although the police had already arrived downstairs to rescue her, after watching so many domestic and foreign blockbusters, she knew very well that accidents were most likely to occur when rescuing hostages, and the opportunities left to her were not Mostly, all she can do is cooperate with the policewoman who seems to be full of confidence, and she can only resign herself to fate for the rest.So now she also called obediently: "Brother Haitian, it's me, I'm Xiaoying."

broken!As soon as Liang Kewei uttered these words, Wenmo knew something bad was going to happen.Sure enough, the confusion and nostalgia on Jiang Haitian's face were swept away, replaced by the anger of being deceived, he glared at Liang Kewei with fire in his eyes, and slammed the knife directly at Liang Kewei's beautiful left cheek: "You You bitch, want to lie to me? It's not that easy!" Poor Liang Kewei didn't understand how an ordinary lover could offend this god of plague until the moment before he fainted.I'm afraid she would never have imagined that Xiaoying, whom Jiang Haitian was thinking of, would be nine months older than him, so she would only call him Haitian's younger brother, right?

Five minutes had passed, Jiang Haitian put the fainted Liang Kewei on the ground, and sat down by himself, the knife never leaving Liang Kewei's neck, his anger still persisted, and Wen Mo's idea came up.Compared to Liang Kewei, who had fainted and was not easy to hold hostage, Wen Mo, an ordinary-looking policewoman, was obviously more valuable to his survival.As an adult with normal intelligence and high IQ, Jiang Haitian did not dare to act rashly. The ready-made hostages in his hands are more beneficial to his current situation.

Wen Mo didn't want to let Jiang Haitian wake up from his delusions with the word brother. This stalker is sensitive and calm, and is more difficult to deal with than ordinary criminals. After a long time, once the police outside rush into the house, Jiang Haitian will have no choice. Concerned about the madness of breaking the jar, Liang Kewei's life is in danger.

Since Xiaoying is a wound in his heart that he will never be able to face directly, then let Wen Mo reveal the deepest fragility in his heart. No matter how painful the wound is, it can only be cured by putting it in the sun to sterilize it.

"Xiaoying's death is not your fault, Jiang Haitian, you don't need to blame yourself anymore." Wen Mo seemed to be telling him, but also seemed to be talking to herself, without waiting for his answer, she said to herself Go on: "I have seen Xiaoying's case and met Xiaoying's parents. They said that they regretted what they did to you after Xiaoying passed away. They wanted to say sorry to you. But, Jiang Haitian, do you know? It is always like this, you will use the most extreme way to hurt the closest people. Only in this way can their physical and psychological pain be passed on to others, because Xiaoying is dead, but you are still alive, and you are devastated. The most instinctive reaction of the two elders is that they don’t want you to live better than their children, but they forgot that you were only a child under the age of 18 at that time.”

Jiang Haitian sat on the ground blankly, tears flowed from his eyes that were not too big, and there was no hatred at this moment: "They really said that?"

"I don't need to lie to you. As long as you want to, go out with me now, and I will arrange for them to meet you. You can ask them face to face and hear them say sorry to you." Jiang Haitian's willingness to communicate means that he still has a chance to survive. Will, Wen Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

"I remember, I was sick that day, and Xiaoying disappeared after I got better. I rushed to Uncle Long's house to look for her, but Uncle Long beat me out. Aunt Long cried so hard that she was about to die, but she still Pointing at my nose and cursing, she scolded: Why don't I die? Do I love Xiaoying or not? If it wasn't because I didn't go with Xiaoying, how could something happen to Xiaoying. I don’t want to see me again. I stood blankly in front of Xiaoying’s house for a day and a night, but I couldn’t see Xiaoying again. My mother couldn’t see her, and had a big fight with them. I was knocked out. When I woke up again, Uncle Long's family had already moved out."

"Afterwards, I have been looking for Xiaoying everywhere. You know, I am a courier to find her. I believe she has been living somewhere in this city. Then I finally found her. Unfortunately, she no longer recognizes me. I did. I tried desperately to make her remember the past, send her flowers, buy her gifts, but when she saw me, she still screamed in fright. I was afraid that others would hear me, so I strangled her and put her in the courier package I took her back to my home, but I didn’t expect her to wake up crying and fussing. I wanted her to be familiar with me, so I forcibly slept with her. I remembered that dark alley, I remembered I thought of Xiaoying lying there motionless and covered in bruises, and when I came back to my senses, I realized that the woman was dead, and she was not my Xiaoying."

"Tell me, have I been having nightmares all the time? I always dream that I find Xiaoying, take her home, live happily with her, and then I see her lying on the bed naked with bruises all over her body. Alley, why do I keep having such terrible dreams? Where is Xiaoying?" At the end, Jiang Haitian choked up, and looked at Wenmo pleadingly. At this time, he was more like an 18-year-old ten years ago. big boy.

"Xiaoying is dead. She died after returning from the class reunion on the day you were sick ten years ago. Jiang Haitian, close your eyes and think carefully, you remember." Jiang Haitian obediently closed his eyes, black and white In a small alley, a boy in pajamas ran forward with tears on his face, pushed through the crowd, and rushed to hug the girl he loved the most regardless. out of the mouth...

The knife in Jiang Haitian's hand had already fallen to the ground. He closed his eyes tightly and hugged Liang Kewei beside him unconsciously. Some intermittent murmurs came from his mouth. Wenmo couldn't hear what he said, so he just stepped forward Two steps, kicking the knife far away, waiting for Jiang Haitian to wake up from the nightmare that happened ten years ago.

Ten minutes passed quickly, and Xiong Chunning ordered seven special police officers to follow him upstairs.

The floor where Liang Kewei's home is located was quiet, and eight police officers took their positions. The "one, two, three" anti-theft iron gates were blown open by directed explosives, and eight people rushed in.

"Don't move! Raise your hands!" When Jiang Haitian woke up suddenly, his hands were already in handcuffs.

Since then, the serial murder case that brought bloody storms to R city was finally caught.

On the second day after Jiang Haitian was arrested, Wen Mo took Long Yingying's parents to visit him in the detention center. They met again after ten years. The two old people only felt sorry for Jiang Haitian. Treat the poor child roughly.

A week later, Sun Xiaotang and his boyfriend Ge Mou surrendered to the police and confessed the criminal facts of their conspiracy to kill Zhou Xiaowan.

A dead person is gone, and becomes an eternal miss, while a living person bears all the sins, the burden is endless, and they follow him like a shadow, for a lifetime.What love should always give people is happiness, and we always artificially endow it with more responsibilities and obligations.Jiang Haitian's tragedy is that he loves too stupidly.

There is no need to complain about leaving the cup, swig drinking has never had a heart, whether it is gained or lost, it will continue tomorrow, and it is also a way of life for love and a way for oneself.

On the day he left City R, Cui Zhijia asked Wen Mo: "Is there a story of tragedy or tragedy behind every serial killer?"

"No, it's not that serial killers have stories. There are stories behind every living person. There are comedies and tragedies. But not everyone will go on the road of killing. Because we are human beings, rational people, we can judge What is right and what is wrong."

Cui Zhijia stopped talking, and took a deep look at Wenmo's back.

This volume is over.

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