Chapter 35: Alas, another murder

Qingcheng Xie and Yu He were the last to leave the auditorium.

When they arrived outside, they saw students walking in groups towards their dormitories, led by teachers and police officers, and the school radio was playing a notice: "Please be calm, do not be left alone, if you are in a remote location, contact your teachers, roommates or classmates immediately, please return to your dormitories in an orderly manner... ..."

But the sound of the radio still couldn't drown out the noise of the students.

In the open air, everyone's eyes were glued to their cell phones, or to the school's landmark, the Hutian Broadcasting Tower.

It was a tall building built by the school specifically for broadcasting art students, completely modeled after the official TV station, and the tower allows for full lighting coverage.

However, at this moment, the console system has been hacked, the entire TV tower is locked into a kind of blinding red, like a blood-stained sword, stabbed on the ground, the above in bold put a few lines estimated thousands of meters away can be read clearly.

W.

Z.

L.

Handkerchief throwing death game, start.

In addition to the radio and television towers, all smartphone signals in this area of Huzhou University were also locked by the other party's software, everyone's phone still works, but there is a small screen box can not be turned off.

Thousands of small windows instantly turn Huzhou University into a river of fluorescent stars at night, but unfortunately every star in the river broadcasts a horrible and spooky picture.

Qingcheng Xie looked down at his phone again, and found that the text in that video was the same as the one on the radio tower.

Write all: W, Z, L. Throw handkerchief death game, start.

But the video, under each letter, there is a circle of very bizarre electronic dolls, the dolls sit in a circle, where a female doll smiling and swinging, standing outside the circle, holding a scarlet handkerchief, just like the game of throwing handkerchiefs played as a child.

Behind the letter W, the girl doll has thrown the handkerchief behind one of the electronic little boys, the little boy is running, the girl doll smiling and chasing behind.

Suddenly!

The girl doll behind the letter W caught up with the boy, the girl smiled cheekily and clutched the head of the electronic boy doll that she had caught and twisted it off!

A few seconds later, all the cell phones in the whole school, once again in unison, issued a young flat song: "Throw it, throw it, throw the handkerchief, gently put it behind the children, everyone do not tell him ......"

Countless cell phone amplifiers turned the soft sound of the children's song into a chilling chorus that resonated throughout the campus.

Students watching this scene, more and more frightened, huddled together in one place, some even refused to return to the dormitory, thinking that we are safer together under the open air, the timid even have been sobbing up. The phone kept ringing all around, and the ringing and singing actually overlapped, all from the students' parents. This is too big, plus now is the age of electronic communication, Shanghai Chuan happened this incident quickly through the various social media platforms caused extremely strong concern.

"Hey, Mom! I'm fine ...... but I'm so scared ......"

I'm with a classmate! Ummm! I don't wander off ooooooooooo ......"

In the chaos, Qingcheng Xie also immediately called Xue Xie, after learning that she was at home with Aunt Li wrapping ravioli, relieved, briefly told her about the situation, told her to stay safe at home and not to go out, and to give him a safe report once an hour. Then, without further ado, he hung up the phone.

After he ended the call, he found Yu He looking at him quietly, their eyes met, and Yu He averted his gaze again.

"......"

Qingcheng Xie now realizes that Yu He doesn't care about anyone.

Almost everyone received a message from a family member or friend, but Yu He's phone was always quiet, like a pool of stagnant water. And the boys' expressions were as calm as the stagnant water.

Qingcheng Xie was about to say something when the handkerchief throwing song ended and a large photo suddenly flashed on everyone's phone. The moment the photo appeared, the two heard the policeman next to them give a soft "fuck".

The police officer's paging machine then also came their captain's angry voice: "This is the fucking police just recorded the scene for evidence! How did it get into their hands!!!"

Everyone's attention was drawn to it.

It was a photo without any mosaic processing.

The photo content is treacherous hunting, very impactful, is a male corpse, he was strangled in a messy bed, tongue sticking out, naked / naked, only the feet were covered with a pair of red high heels.

This large bed room looks really familiar to all students.

Every year during the school season, many parents choose to stay at this hotel when they come to send their children to school. The hotel has a nice environment, and with the Hutuan student card, you can get a discount. After welcoming a wave of parents at the beginning of the school year, it is followed by a long stream of business patronage from student couples.

This crowd of "I go" exclaims, most of them are still boys, because the girls are relatively less courageous, many see this death picture has been crying and covered the head turned away. Boys are relatively more receptive to this type of visual stimulation, many boys have seen that this is where they and their girlfriends often go to roll in bed. Fuck, now the tender place has become a killing field! In the future where still dare to open a room here, see the same big bed are going to be impotent / impotent.

He did not patronize this kind of civilian hotel, and furthermore, he did not have a girlfriend to take to a room, so he frowned, and for a moment did not understand why those boys around "I go" in addition to horror, mixed with some sense of crap.

But he interpreted something else from the picture, and he turned back, not caring about the previous mutual attack with Qingcheng Xie, and looked straight at Qingcheng Xie's face.

Then he caught the same suspicion as himself in Qingcheng Xie's gaze -

Chengkang Mental Hospital .

This method of killing has subtle echoes of Chengkang Mental Hospital.

The first is the dress code, the dead are obviously male, but at the time of death were changed into clothes and accessories with female colors. Jicheng Liang was fully dressed as a woman, and this corpse was in red high heels.

The second is music. Both Yu He and Qingcheng Xie could never forget the song that Lanpei Jiang hummed softly as he was splitting up the body in his office, when they thought Xue Xie had been killed, while a door away, the madwoman's eerie humming came: "Throw, throw, throw the handkerchief, gently put it behind the child, don't tell him Don't tell him..."

The third is the three letters WZL, which is confirming the mysterious message they both once saw in the Neverland cave.

Gradually, more and more students became aware of Lanpei Jiang's similar killing methods, and whispers of fear grew up in the crowd.

"...... Lanpei Jiang ..."

"Yes, it's the song Throwing Handkerchiefs, she was singing it when she killed someone, I read about it in the newspaper..."

"Do those red high heels look like the shoes Lanpei Jiang wore in the photo of her that appeared in the newspaper?"

"Oh my, I heard that 'shoe' stands for evil and 'send you away' ......"

One student, probably dumbfounded and out of control, screamed out, "It's really Lanpei Jiang! Lanpei Jiang, the evil spirits seeking life!

When this voice was shouted, it was like an explosion all around.

Yu He told Qingcheng Xie that after Lanpei Jiang's tragic death, because of what happened to her and the way she died, a rumor started circulating among students at some point that "as long as you write the name of the scum and the way he died, addressed to Lanpei Jiang, the woman will come to claim his life as a severe ghost. "The saying goes.

Now this photo undoubtedly echoes this campus oddity, and with the magnified projection of countless cell phones, it is inevitable that the students will be extremely emotionally stimulated.

Seeing the scene getting more and more chaotic, the police and teachers in charge of evacuating students raised the megaphone in their hands and used all their strength to shout over there:

"Quiet!!! All students! Don't crowd here, follow your teachers back to the dormitory! We will keep you safe!"

The students were herded forward again like ducks, but a pair of eyes remained fixed on the murder photos.

The result of overprotection in the day is that students have a very low tolerance threshold for such images, but really see such bloody and horrific scenes, but more can not move their eyes, and fear and fear, the more afraid the more to see, the more to see the more confusing.

Security evacuation work would have been difficult, but at this time, everyone's cell phone video screen has changed again.

The picture of the deceased disappeared and the content of the dominant screen returned to the "WZL handkerchief throwing death game".

But compared with just now, there is a subtle change in the picture.

Behind the W, was accurately typed the name of the deceased " Jiankang Wang ", his name next to the little handkerchief throwing cyborgs have blacked out, all smiling in the game of the little people are frozen there, the picture is fixed in the scene of the little boy's head was twisted off.

Below W Jiankang Wang, the letter Z, followed by the electronic children who were standing still, now began to spin rapidly. The little electronic girl with the red handkerchief runs around in a circle smiling, hovering behind the "kids", ready to drop the handkerchief ......

The second round of the killing game, has begun.

Qingcheng Xie and Yu He looked at each other and both remembered the words in the Neverland guestbook, "WZL will be killed recently."

At that time they all thought WZL was a person's initials, never suspected that it was actually the beginning of three people's names ......

W, Jiankang Wang is dead.

Z, and who could it be?

Suddenly, Yu He's cell phone rang.

Yu He froze for a second, taking a second's pause at the sight of the caller's name before picking up the phone less than comfortably, "...... Dad."

Jiwei He was coming out of the airport when he saw the message sent to him by his secretary about the Hu Chuan video murder case: "What happened to your school? How did security work, how could such a thing happen."

Yu He did not answer.

Jiwei He : "Where are you now."

"In front of the school auditorium."

"I'll have Bureau Lee send someone to pick you up."

"No." Yu He looked around, people are almost jammed into sardine cans, not to mention Qingcheng Xie is still standing next to him, if he is picked up by a police car at this time, it is estimated that Qingcheng Xie mouth does not say, later look at his eyes will be another octave lower. "No, the police car can not drive in. I will go back to the dormitory later."

"Then in case there's any situation-" But Jiwei He also heard the chaotic commotion on Yu He's side at this moment, he paused and sighed, "Do you have any acquaintances around now? "

Yu He looked at Qingcheng Xie for a moment.

I also wonder if this man is considered an acquaintance of his.

Or as they both previously determined, they both previously, it was just a cleanly ended doctor-patient relationship.

"Hello? Yu He, are you there?"

Yu He was just about to speak when he heard a boy's voice ringing on the other side of the phone, "Dad! You walk slower, I have something left on the plane, I have to go talk to the crew."

"......" Hearing the movement over there, Yu He's eyes lightened up a lot, "It's okay Dad, I have someone I know on my side."

He said and looked at Qingcheng Xie.

"I'm with Dr. Shea."

" Qingcheng Xie?"

"Well ......"

"What's he doing with you, he's seeing you for you?"

Yu He actually can't say.

Qingcheng Xie has been giving him a hard time since the hotel, and it doesn't seem to be much serious psychological guidance for him.

But he inexplicably seemed to be much better. The attention was not entirely focused on Xue Xie that matter.

He hadn't been aware of it before, he didn't have much trust in Qingcheng Xie now, and always felt that Qingcheng Xie was just taking advantage of the fire to find himself in trouble. But now he suddenly realizes that this may be a form of therapy that Qingcheng Xie is giving him.

Qingcheng Xie is not a purely pharmacological doctor, but focuses more on guiding and building up the spiritual world of his patients. Sometimes it is appropriate to say that he is a little bit on the materialistic side.

This is why Qingcheng Xie is not suited for short-term counseling but for long-term companionship; therapists like him usually don't repeat: "You're sick, let's talk, you can talk to me if you have something to say."

He tends to intervene psychologically with his patients in the usual way, in a way that is closest to life and least noticeable. He always wants to make his patients feel normal.

In this area of psychotherapy, sometimes it does not depend on how professional the doctor says the process is and how smashing it is.

Ultimately, what people want to see is how the patient is comforted and how his or her mental state has changed.

Yu He found himself bickering with Qingcheng Xie during this time, racking his brains to deal with the trips he made to himself, and actually really came out of the initial shock of losing his love, a lot.

He was slightly distracted by this discovery and looked up at Qingcheng Xie: "......"

Jiwei He : "Why did you stop talking again? What's wrong again?"

"It's okay." Yu He coughed lightly and turned his eyes away from Qingcheng Xie, "Yes, he is treating me."

"This Qingcheng Xie ...... kept him before he refused, asked him not to, but preferred to do volunteer work."

Yu He can't say that he was in the hotel before the onset of the people to chew, stimulated Dr. Xie, Dr. Xie look but only by hand control. Only have to embarrassed: "He ...... he just occasionally look. Not fixed."

Jiwei He paused for a moment: "That's fine. Then you follow him, don't go back to your own dormitory, hairy children get together what safety can be said, you follow your Dr. Xie, and he went back to his dormitory."

Yu He : "...... Dad, that's not quite right."

"What's not appropriate? He brought you up as a child, he's willing to help with this."

"He's not my doctor anymore."

"One size does not fit all, but there are human favors outside the employment relationship? Otherwise, why does he still give you occasional medical treatment? Besides, it's not like he had a bad time at our house, so why is the math so cold and clear? If you're embarrassed to say so, give him the phone and I'll talk to him."

Yu He's brother's voice came again on the other end of the phone, "Dad, why are you leaving so fast, who is it? Yu He?"

"...... I got it." Yu He didn't want to hear any more as soon as he heard the voice, "I'm hanging up."

After closing the line, Yu He dropped his gaze on Qingcheng Xie and coughed lightly, "That-"

Qingcheng Xie : "Your father wants you to come back with me."

"...... you heard me."

Qingcheng Xie said, and Yu He and Qingcheng Xie walked along with the crowd. Qingcheng Xie couldn't go back to Shanghai Medical School, but he could go to Xue Xie's dormitory, he had just talked to Xue Xie and knew the code of the electronic lock.

The two of them easily followed the crowded crowd back to the dormitory, Qingcheng Xie opened the door.

"Come on in."

The living room light was clicked on, and the homey atmosphere of the house dispelled the sense of crushing oppression that had just been felt outside. Although the terror continues, in this environment, it's more like watching the fire from across the river, and watching a movie of the police battling the killer, less suffocating.

What's more, this is Xue Xie's house, and what greets them at the door is a coffee table of junk snacks and huggable bear dolls.

And there are still two bowls of Little Raccoon Cup Noodles left to lose.

Yu He : "......"

Qingcheng Xie : "......"

It's hard to be horrible up.

Qingcheng Xie closed the door, loosened a collar button, and began to collect the garbage for Xue Xie with a sullen face.

Yu He looked at the living room, which had nowhere to stay. Although he had come to Xue Xie's place before, Xue Xie would clean up after himself before inviting him in.

I didn't expect the room that hadn't been taken care of to be like this, comparable to a recycling bin site.

For a moment, he found it even more shocking than the photos of Jiankang Wang's murder scene, and it was hard to connect such a dirty and messy house with Xue Xie's usual clean and fresh appearance.

He leaned against the doorway for a moment with his hands behind his back before asking cautiously, "...... Is this usually the case?"

"It's always been like this." Qingcheng Xie when the father has long been used to it, expressionlessly picked up a dog bear that Xue Xie threw on the floor, patted it clean, and rearranged it back on the cabinet.

Yu He : "............"

"You go boil some hot water and make two cups of tea."

"...... is good."

When Yu He was making tea, he found two sets of tea sets that Xue Xie had left in the sink, and there were some tea dots in the bag of filter residue, which was black tea that Xue Xie did not like very much.

Something vaguely flashed in his mind, but before he could think more, he heard Qingcheng Xie say to him in the living room, "Take the Tibetan tea on the third floor of the tea cabinet, I drink Tibetan tea."

Yu He responded and focused on the pile of snacks and drinks stuffed in Xue Xie to find the Tibetan tea his "Mr. Xie" wanted, and did not think about the black tea bags and two sets of tea sets.

The house was soon cleaned up, Qingcheng Xie looked particularly stern and elite, particularly high above the world, but in fact, that was just a level of him.

A man who can start to bring up his sister, who is eight years younger, when he is still a teenager, will never be any kind of saver.

When Yu He came out with a tray of tea, Qingcheng Xie was bending down to gather the last pile of books thrown on the carpet.

He leaned over the action is very good, because the legs are very straight and long, waist and thin, low down when the clothes are taut, the shirt under the strong thin waist can be seen very clearly.

When he saw Yu He coming, he straightened up and put these books back on the shelf with a raised hand, then he looked at him sideways, his jaw lifted slightly, gesturing to Secretary Xiao He to put his hidden tea on the already clean coffee table.

Secretary He: "I brewed the cold incense from the snow. Didn't get the wrong one, did you."

"Hmm."

After collecting the stuff to wash his hands, Mr. Xie sat down on the sofa and pulled the collar loose.

Despite the wall, they could hear the noise of people outside, the sound of sirens, and even, if Qingcheng Xie turned his face slightly to the side, he could see the tower, which looked like a blood-red sword of judgment, through the living room window.

And on the phone, the little girl behind Z throwing her handkerchief is still spinning.

Qingcheng Xie : "Hacking?"

Yu He : "Definitely. The scope of the lockdown is mobile electronics and radio towers in this area."

He said, probably because he found it annoying that Qingcheng Xie and his phone were playing the video at the same time, and probably out of the hacker's habit of being competitive, he opened his phone and started typing a code command.

"There's something interesting about ......, they use the latest equipment from the United States, which I came into contact with once." It didn't take long for Yu He to whisper, "The device radiates widely, but there are bugs, and it's not really hard to get rid of the controls."

He stared unblinkingly at the deciphering code on the screen, making a code breakthrough into the opponent's defenses.

A few minutes later.

Yu He's phone went silent.

His phone was out of the other side of the technical radiation and he tossed it aside carelessly.

"It's that simple?"

"My skills should not be considered the bottom of the list." Yu He, a top-five hacker Dark Web ranker, says modestly, "He shouldn't have offended me in any way."

"And can you stop the radiation in the whole area?"

Yu He smiled a little: "No, no genuine equipment, can't do that. And this is a matter for the police. I involve myself in it, rather easy to become the object of investigation. I won't set protection for your phone either, keep it to see the video."

He had a point, and Qingcheng Xie responded.

Yu He sat down across from Qingcheng Xie and asked, "By the way, do you know that Jiankang Wang?"

Qingcheng Xie is a professor of medicine in Shanghai, Jiankang Wang is in all probability a staff member of Huzhou University. Yu He this is also just a casual question, did not expect Qingcheng Xie after a sip of snow cold aroma Tibetan tea, closed his eyes, the back of the neck to the sofa a lean, actually spit out two words: "know."