Abyss of ignorance

This is an oil painting, and now Lin Xiaodong has a different understanding of oil painting.

What's more, the style of this painting is too familiar.In the painting is an old concrete floor, with walls on both sides visible at a glance, a narrow single bed, and a small window facing the wall with an iron fence. The dim moonlight casts the shadow of the fence on the ground, and the picture is tilted and upside down. This is what Ye Mimi called "death perspective".

Not only that, at this moment, in the middle of the night, this painting suddenly appeared in front of Lin Xiaodong's eyes, which made him gasp because Xiaolu was already dead.

What worries him even more is that he is familiar with the scene in this painting, which is the Linzhou Detention Center.

As if the painter was afraid that he would not recognize it, on the blue prison uniform hanging on the wall, the words "Linzhou Detention Center" were clearly visible in large white characters, and the date of inscription turned out to be today.

Detention center, today, by such a coincidence, Jiang Lin visited Xu Binyong.

He didn't pick up the painting right away, but turned around and searched around the house.

Jiang Lin looked at his sudden nervous appearance in bewilderment, followed behind him and asked, "What's wrong?"

As she spoke, she turned to look at the painting that made Lin Xiaodong feel strange. She was about to reach out for it, but was blocked by Lin Xiaodong: "Don't touch it." As he said, he had already found the rubber gloves, and after putting them on, he carefully picked up the painting.

But this painting also caught Jiang Lin's attention: "This dress..."

She stared at the prison uniform in the painting and murmured, "This is what Xu Binyong wore."

"All prison uniforms are the same." Lin Xiaodong put the oil painting on the table and checked it further under the bright light.

And Jiang Lin continued to say: "No, when he was imprisoned with the number above, I remembered that because of this number, it was only one number away from the date of our marriage. I thought at that time that everything was God's will, and there was nothing wrong."

"That's trouble..." Lin Xiaodong listened, and showed a sense of crisis beyond Jiang Lin's imagination. Without saying a word, he picked up the phone and dialed a number, "I am Lin Xiaodong from the Linzhou Public Security Bureau. Xu Binyong is detained here. How is the situation?"

"It's normal." The other party replied, obviously confused by the endless phone call in the middle of the night.

"Can you check on his situation now?" Lin Xiaodong said.

"Who do you say you are?"

"Lin Xiaodong, Captain of the Criminal Investigation Brigade of Linzhou Public Security Bureau, I'm cooperating with the provincial government in handling Xu Binyong's case." Lin Xiaodong explained patiently, but in fact he was already on the verge of jumping.

"Okay, wait a moment." The other party hung up the phone.

While waiting for the reply, Lin Xiaodong stood in front of the oil painting, staring at it intently, his frown never loosened.

Not long after, the phone call from the detention center came back.

The tone on the other end of the phone was quite different from just now. It was obvious that something difficult had happened: "Team Lin? Something happened to Xu Binyong!"

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With full horsepower all the way, Lin Xiaodong arrived at the detention center overnight.

In the detention center, Xu Binyong was facing the direction of the small window, leaning on the bed and sitting on the ground. If it weren't for the fact that his arms were too loose and drooping, which was completely different from Xu Binyong's usual upright posture, when patrolling from the outside, he would not have found any problems at all.

"He tore a strip of cloth from his clothes, tied it to a corner of the bed, and hanged himself." The policeman in the detention center said to Lin Xiaodong, who seemed to be the one who was on duty just now.

The supervisory team and colleagues from the bureau arrived one after another.

No one expected that Xu Binyong would pass away suddenly on such an ordinary night.

"His wife Jiang Lin came to see him during the day, and the two had a fierce verbal conflict. Xu Binyong was very excited at the time, and he seemed to have been stimulated." The policeman in the detention center said.

This doesn't sound like a problem at all.

However, immediately after the policeman said another sentence: "This way of death, you have to want to die, this height..."

These words are similar, Lin Xiaodong seems to have heard it somewhere.Only recently, he was so exhausted that he couldn't even turn his head. He was sure that he had heard similar words before. He must have seen this scene somewhere, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while.

"Team Lin! Bureau Xu..." Yue Jianfeng ran over three steps at a time, and appeared in front of Lin Xiaodong sweating profusely.

"Didn't you go back to your hometown?" Lin Xiaodong looked at him in surprise.Yue Jianfeng had told him several days ago that he would go back to his hometown in Qinghu this weekend.

"I drove back, and it took me an hour and a half to get to Qinghu." Yue Jianfeng said out of breath.

"I'm not telling you, I'm here, you don't have to come here."

"Team Lin, Director Xu, oh no, I think I have to come for Xu Binyong." Yue Jianfeng said with sincerity.

Lin Xiaodong understood what he meant. If Yue Jianfeng hadn't discovered the ring in the first place, Xu Binyong would not have exposed it so easily.

Anyone who has handled a case can understand this sense of responsibility that wants to carry on from beginning to end.

The scene is still taking pictures and collecting evidence, and there is still a period of time.

Xu Binyong just tilted his head like that, sitting on the edge of the bed with his eyes open. Unlike the painting Lin Xiaodong received, the blue prison uniform was worn on him, not hung on the wall.

"The cause of death was suffocation. He tore off the hem of the prison uniform, passed through the gap in the wooden bed, and tied a gallows buckle. It seems that he wanted to die." Lin Xiaodong synchronized the message with Yue Jianfeng.

"Hiss..." Yue Jianfeng seemed to remember something, "Captain Lin, don't you think we discussed this matter? That is, someone died in the detention center..."

After being told by Yue Jianfeng, Lin Xiaodong finally remembered. He grabbed Yue Jianfeng's arm and said a long-lost name: "Yao Yuanqing."

Yue Jianfeng also remembered: "Oh! It's that Jiang Wanchao's subordinate, who was almost able to rely on him to convict Jiang Wanchao, but he also committed suicide in the detention center. Yes, the way of death is exactly the same!"

The two looked at each other, and after suddenly realizing the excitement, their hearts became heavy by coincidence.

"At that time, we were surprised that Yao Yuanqing's death was so extreme. There may indeed be special reasons for a person's will to die..." Lin Xiaodong looked at Xu Binyong's body, worried, "Yao Yuanqing, we may not know that well, but Xu Binyong, you and I both know that after he was arrested, he quickly confessed to the relevant personnel.

Although Jiang Lin had stimulated him during the day, he had already lost his feelings for Jiang Lin, because the possibility of committing suicide in such a thing was very small. "

Yue Jianfeng listened silently to Lin Xiaodong's words, and couldn't help feeling a shivers down his back.