Chapter 123: Empty Night Club again

The person in question is the second woman in the cast of "The Trial".

"The Wanhe neighborhood where the deceased's family lived is a low-density luxury residential area, and the first person to discover the body was the property supervisor of the park."

Property Supervisor: "Our neighborhood is a villa industry, security measures are very good, the staff usually pay attention to the daily activities of the owners, in order to avoid some of the older elderly living alone accident. Last night, the security chief in charge of Ms. Yang's area reported to me that the lights in her house have been lit day and night for several days, worrying that there will be abnormal conditions."

"But because Ms. Yang is still young, we are also afraid of a misunderstanding, disturbing her, so I tried to contact Ms. Yang through the number in the owner's contact book, but there was no reply, so I went to the door to confirm. At that time, I went to her house together with our security chief and Guan Jia of the park. After we rang the bell and no one answered, Guan Jia saw through the window that the house was in a mess, with paint splattered on the walls ...... We realized that something was wrong, so we dialed 911, and took the key from the owner's trust, and scrambled to help the owner who might be in danger. The owner of the property may be in danger of rescue, the result we went up to the second floor, we saw Ms. Yang's body ......"

This kind of eerie news is like dropping a wake-up call into the drowsy subway air.

Slowly, almost everyone's attention was focused on the subway TV.

"The deceased, Ms. Yang, female, 28 years old." The camera cut to the host's face, "Found dead by the property manager in the bathtub on the second floor of the villa, there were traces of a fierce fight inside the house, but no clues to the murderer have been found yet, and the security footage didn't capture anyone sneaking into Ms. Yang's house."

"The case is currently thrown under investigation and detection."

He Yu didn't know much about the actress surnamed Yang.

But the two had had some encounters on the set of The Trial. He didn't think badly of her.

I didn't expect this to happen ......

And this is the cast of "The Trial". How many people associated with that cast have been in trouble so far? Hu Yi, who died in a prop tank, the two girls who are still missing in action. And now the second girl.

Why was she killed so long after the shoot was over ...... Is it a coincidence? Or ......

He Yu thought about the backgrounds of the cast and crew at the time. The first man and the first woman each had their own companies and were actors, and the other characters didn't seem to be particularly cared for.

Only this second female, who is actually slightly inferior to the third female in terms of seniority and acting skills, got the role.

He was uninterested in this kind of actor ripping off his fans and didn't pay much attention to it at the time, but now that he thought about it, someone in the crew did talk about it.

He Yu felt uneasy, so he took out his cell phone and searched for the actor's basic information.

After a few moments, his eyes locked on the words "Artist Affiliation: Zhilong Culture Media Limited".

This is Huang Zhilong's company!

Then check, the entire "trial" crew, belonging to the Huang Zhilong flag artist, really only one of her ...... This pile of murder seems to have an inseparable relationship with Huang Zhilong again!

Because of this discovery, He Yu got off the subway and tried to make contact with the people involved in the incident.

With his connections, it wasn't hard to find a few that could inquire about the specifics of the case. Very quickly, he probably knew some of the truths that the police had not specifically disclosed to the public.

The actor, Yang, was certified by the medical examiner to have died ten days ago, and her body was highly decomposed and appeared to be in giant view when the property owner found her body in the bathtub.

In fact, the first person to see the body directly was not the property manager who was interviewed, but the owner, Guan Jia, but Guan Jia had already suffered a nervous breakdown and was still undergoing psychological intervention, so he could not face the interview. The property manager is the smartest, after Guan Jia and the security chief entered the bathroom and screamed, he realized that the scene inside must be very horrible, so he ran outside the villa to wait for the police.

It turns out he made the right choice.

He thus did not see the scene of such a gruesome autopsy. The bathroom was at a constant temperature and humidity, perfect for microbial reproduction, the actor's beautiful face in life had been completely destroyed, and the air in the toilet was even more foul.

The friend who gave He Yu the information also told him something else...

"The murderer is very perverted, there is a DV in the bathroom, it should have been originally set up above the bathtub, what do you think he is doing setting up a DV on the bathtub where the body is soaking after he kills a person, trying to make a documentary on the gradual decomposition of the body?"

He Yu asked, "Did you see what was on the DV."

"Didn't I just say that the 'original' was supposed to be over the bathtub."

"...... What about the actual."

"Fell in the bathtub, stuck to the body, couldn't even open it, the tech guys are fixing it."

The other party is the city bureau of a muckraking detective, before and He Yu at the table, he is Mom and Dad stuffed him as a civil servant, belongs to the kind of brain full of fat intestines.

That was all the information he knew.

But even he said, "That DV is very important, now there are traces of a fight at the scene, but it's strange that the murderer didn't leave a single DNA clue. If the DV can be recovered, I guess this case will progress immediately."

He Yu : "...... Ok, thanks. But bro."

"Hmm?"

"In the future, you should not talk to anyone outside the function with such detailed information about the case."

Bro: "...... Oh."

He Yu had an idea of what was going on, and he knew it was not going to be easy.

That important physical evidence, DV, will probably be completely destroyed. Until then, he'd have to inform a police officer he could trust about the idea.

However, other than the kind of cops who were just mucking about, he hadn't had much contact with these people. Thinking about it, there wasn't any one suitable candidate in his mind.

So, half an hour later, Zheng Jingfeng, who was talking to Xie Qingcheng, received a call from the communication room.

"Team Zheng, someone is looking for you."

Zheng Jingfeng and Xie Qingcheng had pretty much finished talking by now.

Zheng knew that Xie Qingcheng personally went to investigate these messy things, angry as hell, but can not do anything about it, the two had a fight, he still had to listen to Xie Qingcheng found some clues.

So when he answered the phone, his tone was still punchy and he angrily asked the operator, "Who wants me?"

"The guy who was a party to the last Cantonment Tower case."

Zheng Jingfeng glanced at Xie Qingcheng and said breathlessly, "The person in question is drinking tea in my office!"

"The other one. The younger one, He Yu."

The microphone's transmission was loud and the office was quiet, so Xie Qingcheng heard it too.

Zheng Jingfeng froze and wondered, "What is he doing here."

Xie Qingcheng dusted off his cigarette, "You'll have your answer when you let him in."

Zheng Jingfeng became even more furious and glared back at him, "This is your office and my office? See what you can do!"

When He Yu arrived, he and Xie Qingcheng first looked at each other across the table. Xie Qingcheng was sitting there like his father, with a cigarette in his hand.

"Brother Xie. Team Zheng." He Yu greeted them both.

Zheng Jingfeng was quite courteous to He Yu, performing a Sichuan Opera face-change and giving up a chair, "Come, young man, come and sit down."

He Yu walks in, doesn't speak, coughs first.

Zheng Jingfeng: "Yo, catching a cold?"

"Nah, kinda not used to the smell of smoke." He Yu said in a quiet voice.

Zheng Jingfeng was right on target and immediately pointed at Xie Qingcheng: "Look at you, what are you smoking in front of other students, hurry up and get rid of it."

Xie Qingcheng : "......"

"Perish the thought!"

Xie Qingcheng didn't bother to talk too much nonsense with them, raised his eyes and stared at He Yu warningly, implying that he didn't want to get ahead of himself, and then flexed his slender fingers and pressed the cigarette out.

He originally had a strong aura, this bout of bad health, the arm and waste a, so sitting posture lazy, leaning against the back of the chair, strong in a few more points of haughtiness to.

"You can say what's up. There are no outsiders here." Xie Qingcheng said.

He Yu then sat down and selectively told Zheng Jingfeng what had happened.

After some investigations in Qingli County, they suspect that Huang Zhilong abducted young girls from mountain villages and had something to do with the deaths of Xie's father and mother, but such an accusation requires sufficient evidence and cannot be explained by a few files.

In the absence of sufficient evidence, it was not possible for them to bring Huang Zhilong to trial in name only.

And that's when one of his company's artists was killed, leaving behind a DV that currently can't be opened, so if this has anything to do with Huang, he'll definitely try to destroy the evidence or steal it before the DV is fixed.

After hearing this, Team Zheng pondered for a long time and said, "Okay, I'll try my best to keep an eye on this matter."

He Yu ："Trouble you ...... This drama group also don't know what kind of evil has happened to them, one after another this kind of thing has happened. The murderer who killed Hu Yi and the missing girl have not been found yet, and the second girl died at home again."

Zheng Jingfeng mentioned this matter is also annoying, before the criminal investigation team leader in charge of the "trial" murder case, experience judging that within a week can always find some clues to the murderer, the result is nothing to find out, Hu Yi's parents made a fuss, pointing at the captain's nose scolding waste. And the two crew missing little girl's parents, they have been in the long wait from hopeful, to deep despair ...... In fact, for a conscientious police officer, to see such a scene, are the most stifled.

Waiting for a verdict. Waiting for the real killer to be found. Wait for news of the missing person.

Waiting is sometimes a crueler thing than death.

Zheng Jingfeng sighed, "The water is too deep for this trip."

Xie Qingcheng: "What are the chances of those two little girls surviving?"

Zheng Jingfeng shook his head in disbelief.

Missing persons cases are the most terrible, missed the best rescue investigation period, then often can be as long as 30 or 40 years before solving ...... the end result, often the victim has long been rotted to the bone, or sold to the countryside, has given birth to seven or eight children, become disfigured.

Xie Qingcheng had a good idea of what was going on when the police never heard from him about the studio murders. He is a person who has been waiting for the truth for nineteen years, and he understands too well what the police's lack of contact means.

Xie Qingcheng won't even bother to ask more questions, when he was thirteen years old, running to the police station over and over again, making phone calls, going to ask his parents what happened to the results of the investigation of the car accident case, and then again and again being evaded, apologized for, and even finally being perfunctory.

As early as that time, he had already learned that it was pointless to pursue the case, and that if there really had to be any progress in the case, those people would have already taken the initiative to pick up the phone and tell him about it, or else even if they ran to the police station five hundred times a day, they would still not be able to get any of the news that they wanted.

But now he asked this.

Only because He Yu saw "Lu Yuzhu" in Ching Li County.

If Lu Yuzhu is alive, then anything is possible in this case. There's hope for everything.

Zheng Jingfeng knew what he meant and concluded, "I still think you guys got the wrong person that night in Qingli County. That won't be Lu Yuzhu."

He Yu: "I saw it with my own eyes, unless she has a sister or a relative who looks like her. ...... But I don't think relatives are that similar. Maybe Lu Yuzhu escaped from the explosion--"

"No way." Zheng Jingfeng said, "We checked the site."

He paused, "We found the remains of Lu Yuzhu. There's no way she's still alive, because that wreckage, it's her skull."

He Yu and Xie Qingcheng were both silent.

After sitting in the office for a while, the two of them had nothing else to say, so they said goodbye to Zheng Jingfeng and came out of the police station.

Before leaving, Zheng Jingfeng called out to them.

"Shay, next time don't be so risky."

Xie Qingcheng responded perfunctorily.

Zheng Jingfeng was again exasperated by him, so he simply said to He Yu, "Young man, next time don't fool around with him."

He Yu responded perfunctorily.

Zheng Jingfeng was so angry that he wanted to drop his cup, "When did you two get so close?!"

Good relationship?

Xie Qingcheng : "...... Lao Zheng, turn around and let me introduce you to a better ophthalmologist."

After leaving the police station, on the way back, He Yu thought for a moment and suddenly said to Xie Qingcheng, "Brother Xie."

"Something?"

"Let me refer you to a better orthopedic surgeon later."

Xie Qingcheng still thinking about the case, heard the words did not think carefully, directly cold eyes back to him, "...... What, you scold me?"

He Yu : "Who scolded you, I really asked an American orthopedic surgeon for you. To cure your arm..."

Xie Qingcheng then realized that He Yu wasn't playing poor with him. He stood still, frowning slightly.

He Yu said, "Really. I got all that doctor's contact information, so if you're free, we'll go and check it out together."

Xie Qingcheng looked at this youth with very sincere eyes and pondered for a long time, "...... Why are you doing this to me?"

He really didn't understand, He Yu's recent behavior of caring for him every now and then and having to fight and quarrel with him every now and then really confused him.

He Yu did not answer, but only said, "Are you going?"

"No need. I know my body well."

"......" He Yu's eyes slowly have disappointment and anxiety floated up, "Xie Qingcheng ...... how do you not even try to try to give up? You used to not be like this at all, even if there is a little hope you will insist, but now--"

"Those kinds of American private doctors are expensive, and long-term treatment of bones and nerves is both time-consuming and expensive, and in the end it doesn't work particularly well, and it doesn't really make a lot of sense for me."

He Yu hurriedly said, "But I have money, I can give you medical treatment ......"

Xie Qingcheng's eyes cooled down.

"Please ask. Why should I spend your money?"

He Yu choked for a moment.

He forgot that Xie Qingcheng is a very self-respecting man, where would he want to be treated like this? Make it look like a package.

"I ...... didn't mean that." Finally He Yu said, "I didn't want that what you meant ......"

After a pause, he added, "I'm sorry."

Seeing him like this, Xie Qingcheng's gradually glaring eyes slowed down.

"...... He Yu, what do you really want? If you have something in your mind that you want to say, just tell me. Big men don't have to beat around the bush."

"I ......"

He Yu moved his lips, but then bit them.

He wanted to say, "Xie Qingcheng, I actually fucking want to fuck you.

I want you, will you give it to me?

You don't give again, but you still ask. You just don't know anything, but you torture me.

He Yu finally gave himself up and said, "I didn't want to do anything, I just saw that you are a mental Ai Bola patient, I feel the same way as you, can't I?"

Xie Qingcheng original face is calm, this time again some taut cold.

"As someone who has restrained the disease, I feel that I don't need your sympathy. Rather, you..."

He paused for a moment, then suddenly stepped forward, his hand pulled out of his coat pocket and probed He Yu's forehead.

"The temperature is not low."

Xie Qingcheng looked at him with a pair of peach blossom eyes that were heavy and cold.

As if looking at the child who stood on his doorstep all those years ago.

"He Yu, you've been very mentally unstable lately and you don't know how to regulate and control it. When you have an attack back, it will be much trickier than this arm of mine."

"......"

"So instead of caring about me, you might as well care more about yourself."

"......"

He Yu gazed at him fearfully.

He was just cold enough to be touched on the forehead, as if he had a fever after junior high school tattooing, and Dr. Shea had gently touched the corner of his forehead with his laptop.

After Qingli County, Xie Qingcheng's attitude towards him actually eased up a lot, giving him more or less a feeling that they could go back to the old days.

So in this instant, He Yu was touched on the head by Xie Qingcheng and said such caring-like words, he suddenly couldn't help himself, his voice slightly hoarse, and impulsively said, "Xie Qingcheng."

"What's wrong?"

"If you still care about my situation ......"

"So ...... then can you ......"

Xie Qingcheng: "Huh?"

"Then can you come back as my psychiatrist?" He Yu, with a passionate feeling welling up in his chest, couldn't hold back any longer and asked him this.

"......" Xie Qingcheng didn't expect him to ask that, and was a bit surprised.

This time, however, he didn't reject him right away; he frowned and looked at the boy in front of him with a scrutinizing gaze.

This was the second time He Yu had formally invited Xie Qingcheng back to him.

The first time was in a bar where he forced a kiss on him and then demanded it in a coercive tone.

That time he thought Xie Qingcheng did not say anything is a promise, so he was full of expectation to organize the room, but in the end, in return, but Xie Qingcheng cold and piercing refusal.

He was then so muddled that he accidentally fell out of the window.

He never received a single message from Xie Qingcheng during the days he was bedridden.

Until today, Xie Qingcheng did not know that He Yu had lost control of his emotions and his mind, so much so that he fell from the second floor of the villa.

This is the second time He Yu asked him.

Unthinkingly, impatiently, just so impulsively asked him--

Would you like to come back?

After the question, He Yu actually regretted it.

He knew that Xie Qingcheng would not agree.

Sure enough, Xie Qingcheng remained silent for a long time and still said, "...... I don't know why you're so obsessed with me going back, but in light of some of the things that have happened to us before, I don't think it's appropriate for me to be reinstated at all."

"And with all the things I have to do, I don't think there's any way for me to be a private doctor who is responsible for his patients. So, He Yu, no." Xie Qingcheng explained it carefully with him and then said, "I can't promise you that."

"......"

He Yu's breath caught slightly, and he felt like he was back on the windowsill that day, the setting sun stinging his eyes scarlet as he shook.

After the age of fourteen, he could no longer push the door that was so tightly closed.

This one was no exception.

"Go back and rest." Xie Qingcheng said, "You haven't been sleeping well these past few days since you followed me."

He Yu clenched his teeth, and in that instant his eyes suddenly became terrifying, as if he wanted to trap the person in front of him in a cage and lock him in a bed.

But he averted his gaze.

He said stiffly, "...... you ...... you don't have to take it seriously, I'm not clinging to anything, and you're not a particularly good doctor, and I don't have to have you. I'm just casually asking."

There was a pause.

He Yu's voice was cold and astringent: "If it really doesn't work, then forget it."

He finished, sullenly, picked up his scattered pride, and turned, condescendingly, and almost hastily. He left.

Xie Qingcheng frowned slightly at the spot, looking thoughtfully at his distant back ......

As soon as He Yu returns home, he swallows a large dose of the special medicine Anthony gave him to restrain his emotions.

He felt that he was about to be driven mad by Xie Qingcheng.

Until this moment, he hadn't realized how horribly he liked Xie Qingcheng.

An addiction comparable to that triggered by the world's strongest drug.

"Why do you have to like him?" He faced the mirror and saw his own reflection in eyes that seemed to be shrouded in blood mist, "Why the fuck can't you let go of this guy ......!!!"

Obviously he could have put down Xie Xue at that time ah ......

Why not Xie Qingcheng?

It turns out that his attachment to Xie Qingcheng is even deeper than he thought.

In the middle of nowhere, He Yu tortured himself almost tyrannically, using drugs, self-sabotage, and at a terrible cost that no one would ever know, to push down the horrible thought in his mind that at any moment he would have to capture Xie Qingcheng and handcuff him to his bed.

No ...... he can't, ever, take out his sickness, on that man ......

Breathing heavily in the room, He Yu faces his bloody self in the mirror, takes a breath, and slowly wraps gauze around his bleeding wrist ......

Then he turned on the faucet to rinse off the stinging blood.

He knew he was holding on to the edge and was on the verge of collapsing. The pain and desire swelled so much that it was going to squeeze his body to pieces.

It's not working ......

It really doesn't work.

He felt he couldn't go on like this.

Since he is destined to be unable to be with Xie Qingcheng, he must make a conclusion as soon as possible, must, as soon as possible, remove his feelings from that person ......!

He Yu caught his breath and washed his face, washing and drying all the bright red splashes on his cheeks from his bloodthirsty outburst earlier, wounds treated one by one.

Then he changed into a clean set of clothes, his eyes scarlet and confused, and stared at the reflection of the madman in the shattered mirror, and he thought and thought and thought, and finally turned and flung the door open with a bang, and drove off to a place--

Empty Night Club.