【One】

All this is what it looks like.

For example, that person looks like Song Shengsheng. For example, he looks as if his personal safety is not restricted. For example, Aino looks good to him.

Aino ’s hands have been placed on Song Shengsheng ’s back to protect him. The two in front of the camera flashed away. The only thing left was the back of the lawn across the lawn to enter the police station. Finally, the door opened, and Aino dropped his hands from Song Shengsheng. Song Shengsheng didn't seem to be coerced, Lin Chen was relieved.

The screen ends here.

Obviously it's just a short live broadcast, but even the police officers in front of the TV have a sense of tension watching what happened.

Looking at the colleagues who were relaxed and comforting, Lin Chen quietly exited the crowd and pushed the door out of the room.

He stood by the window and looked out.

He felt as if he had no reason to doubt Song Shengsheng's personal safety. After all, Xiang Ye dared to bring Song Shengsheng into the police station brightly, which shows that Song Shengsheng should still be free and safe. After all, if Song Shengsheng is controlled, he can go into the police station. Asking the police for help, not to mention that in that three-month period, in the soot-filled pastry shop, he could have been asking for help like any passerby.

Or maybe Song Shengsheng didn't dare to ask for help because he was coerced, but he was all alone, neither father nor mother, nor lover. The previous data did not show that he and anyone seriously fell in love, so what can Aino use? To threaten Song Shengsheng.

Besides, let ’s not say, what is the reason why Aino wants to control Song Shengsheng, in order to get Song Shengsheng back to the singing world to earn high profits?

If this is the reasoning, it is necessary to return to the original point. Why should Song Shengsheng cooperate with each other unless Xiangye uses something to coerce Song Shengsheng.

It is also possible that the person was not Song Shengsheng at all, but Song Shengsheng had been in jail, the fingerprint must be in the library, and Aino couldn't possibly not know this, and it didn't make any sense to find a substitute.

Lin Chen thought about everything like chaos. In the distance there was a piece of daisy-colored roof. The river water was clear and quiet in the early summer light. Lin Chen looked at the city where he lived, and in the distance was a peaceful life within his reach. And everything looks fine.

He feels that the anxiety that can be called suspicious in his heart should be enough. Don't always think that the world is full of conspiracy and tricks. You are just an occupational disease ...

He persuaded himself this way until the faint smell of tobacco suddenly wrapped him up.

Lin Chen turned his head suddenly, and Xun Lian didn't know when he was standing beside him.

"Worried about Song Shengsheng?" Xun Conglian asked.

"How can you not worry." Lin Chen smiled bitterly. "This is really the first time I have encountered this situation. In fact, I can understand why Song Shengsheng would rather return to Fengchun Police Station than want to see me. I will be very angry if the tragic past is forcibly revealed. "

"Don't think so." Xun Lian took a deep breath, "Too pessimistic."

"Is it."

Xingren spit out his breath, and the grayish-gray smoke puffed up. He said, "You have to believe that Song Shengsheng you rescued is not the kind of person. Maybe he has a special heart now, maybe he has misery, maybe he needs it now. It's your effort that seems meaningless but never gives up. "

Lin Chen felt that Xing Conglian seemed more handsome today.

"Xing Conglian." He spoke his name.

"I'm here."

"But I don't have any ideas now."

"Fortunately, I have some more."

Xing Conglian said, holding an confession, and shook at him.

...

Seemingly meaningless efforts, that is, things that don't seem to be fruitful no matter how much effort goes on.

The confession taken by Lian Gang was similar.

That was the statement from Xinglian Li to the remaining police officers to the planner of the Ansheng International Shopping Center and the person in charge of the Li Jingtian fan club. The core question was: Who arranged the murderer fan?

But unfortunately, when Lin Chen read the confession, he found that it was still a dead end.

The planner said that the perpetrators were arranged by the fan club, but the person in charge of the fan club denied this. Later, the planner showed a mobile phone message to prove his innocence. In the text message with his number, the person in charge of the fan club denied that the message was She sent it, in short, it was another unclear mess.

"Remember Li Jingtian's Weibo?" Xun Conglian asked.

Lin Chen nodded: "You mean that someone has invaded the mobile phone of the person in charge of the fan club like stealing Li Jingtian's Weibo?"

The punishment was never justified, but the telephone of the dynasty was called.

"This gentleman, I'm downstairs. Why do you have to call me specifically?" The dynasty's brisk voice sounded.

"This sentence is not good, another sentence." Xing Conglian said.

"Sir, your assistant, Xiao Wang, will serve you wholeheartedly!" Wang Chao said.

Lin Chen raised an eyebrow at Xun Conglian.

Xing Conglian said to the person on the phone with satisfaction: "How can the text message I send you be displayed on your mobile phone as your brother Chen's number."

"Reporting adults, a fool software that can be easily downloaded online can be done, over." The dynasty said seriously, adding, "Master Hong Kong, you must learn advanced scientific and cultural knowledge ..."

Before the young man was finished, Xun Lian hung up the phone relentlessly. He put his mobile phone on the table and lost his thoughts.

Lin Chen looked at the dimming screen on the table. Li Jingtian said that his photo was sent after the theft: "But what if Li Jingtian didn't lie?"

"This is a conspiracy theory, and similar conjectures have moved closer to the thriller." Xun Lianhuafeng turned, "but we can still check this line."

"Liu Ying?"

"Yes, it is impossible for a big star like Li Jingtian to do these things by himself, and there must always be a specific manager."

"So, where is Liu Ying?" Lin Chen asked again.

"Consultant Lin, as a citizen of our country who is not protected by diplomacy, Liu Ying is also a suspect in a criminal case, so he ..."

Lin Chen's eyes widened: "Are we downstairs?"

Lin Chen did not know when the incident was scheduled, but the punishment always had the ability to consider all the details.

That night, they also interrogated Li Jingtian's teenage fans in the basement detention room, and now it is finally Li Jingtian's agent.

Ms. Liu Ying was no longer alive that day. She was in a chaotic and pale complexion. On the small bed in the detention room, she only sat a small corner because she suspected of bedding.

Upon hearing the door opening, Liu Ying rushed to the door with great excitement.

Xun Lian went in first, and Liu Ying grabbed his cuff and said with excitement, "Captain Xing, when can I go? I really can't stay!"

"I know ... I know ..." Xing Conglian looked very kind. He patted Liu Ying's hand and found a chair. "Are you going to bail?"

Lin Chen entered the door behind his conjoined body. Liu Ying's face turned pale when he saw him. Seeing this situation, Lin Chen finally knew who should make a white face and who should make a red face.

"It's impossible." Lin Chen sat down in a chair and said to Xun Conglian, "She doesn't explain clearly, I won't agree to bail." He froze.

Xing Conglian said: "Ms. Liu, you see that your current problem is really serious. Li Jingtian fled back to China to blame you completely. You also know the serious nature of the accident at Anson International Mall. Cutting the throat is a trivial matter. The key is It ’s a stomping accident. It ’s more than three or five years, maybe ten or twenty years. What else can you not explain? ”

"I said!" Liu Ying looked like I had long wanted to explain, "This is all planned by Li Jingtian and has nothing to do with me!"

Lin Chen glanced at Conglian, and said to Liu Ying: "Li Jingtian will be escorted back to China immediately. You don't think you can just push things on him."

"It's Li Jingtian. I don't know if he is so mad." Liu Ying gritted his teeth. "Before the fan meeting in the mall, he told me it was because his **** had a bad impact. In order to eliminate the impact, it is best Can abuse the powder. "

"Bad powder?"

"It's something that makes fans feel bad for you. As soon as you abuse the fan, the cohesion of the fan group rises ... Besides, are the fans all stupid and sweet, they will definitely maintain you indiscriminately, and the public, with their attention New incident, who will look at your **** again. "

"Good method," Lin Chen sneered, "Is this Li Jingtian's idea?"

"Yes, he asked me to arrange for a girl to come on stage to pretend to hurt his throat, and said that in order to clear the suspicion, he would put the responsibility on the person who framed him ..."

"So the text message the mall plan received?"

"I sent it all," Liu Ying whispered.

Sure enough, his suspicion was still wrong, Li Jingtian did lie.

Lin Chen recalled the chaos of the previous day and was just shocked. Suddenly, a huge poster appeared in his mind, and Li Jingtian showed a wry smile in the picture.

"Then the huge poster in the mall is also Li Jingtian's idea?"

"Our company posters are all this size, but Jingtian did say that he must hang his photo on the highest place, so the mall manager and I emphasized this."

"I understand."

After listening to Liu Ying's statement, Lin Chen did not feel relieved.

The matter was consistent with his reasoning, and there was no problem, so he asked the last question: "So, Xu Ran, did you ask her to come to Hongjing?"

At the moment when he asked the question, the woman who was still strong suddenly looked bitter, and her face finally showed a look of despair: "Counselor Lin, must I go to jail?"

Lin Chen nodded.

"I think so." Liu Ying's eyes turned red. "That's true, I should give her life." Liu Ying covered her eyes with her hands and lowered her head deeply. "But I I don't know ... I think like everyone else how could Li Jingtian touch a dirty chicken ... "

Lin Chen took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it over.

Liu Ying took the paper, resisted the pain, and whispered: "Jingtian asked me to call Xu Ran and let her meet Hongjing. So I lied to Xu Ran and said that I was also tainted by Li Jingtian , I want to help her, and then I asked her to put on the fan club skirt, and said that I would take her to reveal the true face of Li Jingtian at the fan meeting ... "When it came to this, Liu Ying was crying," I pretend Go to the toilet and throw her in that McDonald's. I told her never to be seen by anyone, and then went to the hospital. She must have waited for me for a long time before going out. She trusted me so much, she called My sister, she still treats me well, but I lied to her, and I killed her ... "

But I lied to her, I killed her ...

Liu Ying repeated this sentence over and over again, and Lin Chen stepped out of the detention room following her sad and self-blame words.

Behind the iron gate, the lady, who was always holding her head empty, sat on the bed and burst into tears.

【two】

Lin Chen and Xun Conglian went upstairs again from the dim and wet ground, and the sun shining through the windows made him very uncomfortable.

He lowered his head and reached out to cover his eyes.

"I will contact Li Jingtian to be escorted back as soon as possible." When Xun Conglian stopped his shoulder and wanted to say something, the phone rang.

Xing Conglian signaled to him to wait, and then answered the phone: "Hey, Hello Team Liu."

The person on the other end of the phone didn't know what to say, and Xun Conglian was silent all the time. Finally, he said, "I see, thank you."

He hung up the phone and said only one sentence: "Captain Liu of the Fengchun Police said that he had checked his fingerprints, and that was Song Shengsheng."

Lin Chen felt a tense feeling again with his heart pinched.

Probably his eyes were too eager. Before waiting for him to ask any questions, Xun Conglian said directly: "The confession has been basically asked. There should be no problems with Aino.

"Song Shengsheng said, why did he go to work?"

Xing Conglian said: "He said that he would work in a bakery because the psychiatrist that Aino asked him to persuade him to try to reach the society slowly."

"Psychologist?"

"Correct."

Lin Chen thought that if he gave Song Shengsheng psychological treatment, then in the middle and later stages of treatment, he would also encourage Song Shengsheng to try to reconnect with society and lead a normal life. This is a normal treatment process performed by each psychologist.

It was just that the worry in his mind hadn't disappeared: "Can you know what psychological problem the psychologist did about Song Shengsheng?"

He regretted this question. Although he really wanted to see the treatment record of that psychologist, he knew that he could only be relieved only by seeing that thing, but he was very clear that he should not look at that thing, because he had been in college exams as early as The first of many recitation codes is that the counselor has a responsibility to keep the client *, and he must not disclose it unless he agrees or has special needs.

This is the moral bottom line of psychotherapy.

Finally, he resisted the impulse in his heart and said to Xun Conglian, "Please treat me as if I hadn't asked that question."

Xun Lian looked at him deeply and said, "They should be out right away. Let's watch TV."

They stood in front of the TV again.

In these short two days, they have watched too many live TV broadcasts and experienced too many moments of looking away.

In the TV picture, Fengchun Police Station stood majestic, the sun was shining, and the grass was green.

The reporter stood in front of the camera with a mobile phone. He looked down at something and reported in an excited tone: "Dear audience friends, just now, all our media received a copy of Mr. Song Shengsheng's autograph. Notice, now, the electronic file of this letter is on my phone. "

After a while, the reporter read the complete article and suddenly looked up. His tone was very inspiring: "Mr. Song Shengsheng said in the letter that he had been actively undergoing psychological treatment as early as he was released from prison, and had been training for the purpose of returning to the stage. Even at the darkest time in his life, he never gave up. Today, when the truth is revealed, he sincerely thanks the many fans who have trusted him and supported him wholeheartedly. He also hopes that everyone will not care too much about his * problem, Instead, focus on his next activities. The darkness of the past has passed. He will continue to work for a bright future. He will not yield to bad luck. Please wait patiently for fans! "

The reporter's voice did not fall, and a flash of light came on.

The camera shifted quickly, and the gate of Fengchun Police Station suddenly opened. Facing the bright light of the sky, Song Shengsheng and Xiangye walked out of the police station.

Reporters flocked forward and uttered various crazy questions to Song Shengsheng.

"Sound, sound, will you make a judicial claim against the police?"

"The police have revealed when Li Jingtian will be escorted for trial?"

"Sound, do you have any feelings after so many things?"

"Sound, do you have anything to say to your fans."

At that moment, Song Shengsheng stopped.

Aino held his hands on his back, as if he wanted to say something.

Lin Chen looked at the singer wearing a white t-shirt and a stand on the TV.

Song Shengsheng also looked into the camera.

He took off the mask that had been covering his face. His gaze was as strong as fire. He looked into the camera deeply, then bent down and bowed.

But said nothing.

Lin Chen stared at Song Sheng's back, and time seemed to freeze at that moment. He said to Xun Conglian, "I would like to see him anyway."