With the possibility that the killer would have to commit another crime, the former colleagues called by Li Xue followed the protocol and began to report to their superiors.
On account of securing the scene, they guarded the entrance of the cave and kept calling the number.
The discovery of Meng Changxi's trail was a big feat, and the two policemen treated Han Fei well, but they subconsciously kept him out of the cave; they didn't fully trust him yet.
"Just leave the next thing to us."
The follow-up support from the police arrived immediately, and Han Fei stared at the picture of himself, who happened not to be ready to stay there any longer.
" I'll just be able to help you guys out, I'm not going to add to the mess here." Han Fei was a professional actor, and with the added training in the game, it was hard for others to read his heart through his changing expressions.
On the surface, everyone was in harmony, but in reality, Han Fei had already made other plans.
"Li Xue, can you send me back?"
" OK."
The first two people to find the hole in the ground were the first to leave, and Li Xue rode her motorcycle to send Han Fei back to the old town.
The two said nothing on the way, and it was only when Han Fei got off that Li Xue couldn't help but speak.
"Do you still think the murderer is Meng Chang'an?"
"My suspicion of Meng Changan has not diminished, but you are right, Meng Changxi buried the body is a fact, he did commit a crime." Han Fei handed the helmet back to Li Xue and said nothing more.
When Li Xue left, Han Fei looked at the apartment building in front of him, put his hand into his pocket, and felt the electric shock mace.
If a different person came over, knowing that he might be targeted, it would be hard for him to enter his own residence as usual, but Han Fei is not like that, he has been in buildings that are hundreds of times scarier than this one.
After preparing himself mentally, Han Fei was just about to walk inside when his phone suddenly vibrated.
After seeing the message, Han Fei's expression became odd.
"Why would Wei Youfu's father send me a message at this time?" With a little thought, Han Fei quickly understood the crucial point.
He was a person of key concern to the police, and the area around his residence was tightly controlled. It was difficult for Meng Changxi to meet him here, so the most effective way was to go to another place and complete the meeting with the help of a third party.
"If the person who followed me before is Meng Changxi, then he must know that I have a good relationship with Wei Youfu's father and have personally promised to take care of him."
Clicking on the message, the content inside was simple: Wei Youfu's father wanted to see him.
There were no extra words, there would be no extra mistakes.
Han Fei immediately wrote back to the other party and then rushed directly to the north street of the old city.
After passing the filming site of "Flowers of Evil", the courtyard outside that apartment building was cold and clear, and the crew did not start work.
"Director Jiang didn't continue filming? Did he decide to wait for the case to be concluded?"
This was good news for Han Fei, but now was not the time to focus on that, he had come to the old man's house once with Li Xue and knew that the old man and Meng Shi's family were in the same building.
Wei Youfu's father lived on the fourth floor, and Meng Changshou, who occupied Meng Shi's house, lived on the third floor.
Without alerting anyone, Han Fei quietly came to the fourth floor. He knocked on the door of the room, only to find it unlocked.
"Old man, are you home?" Doing a full set of drama, Han Fei entered the house directly as if he knew nothing, in fact, every one of his nerves was tense.
The kitchen seemed to be left open, and the sound of rushing water could be heard. As Han Fei walked towards the kitchen, the bedroom door next to him suddenly opened.
He immediately dodged to the side and then took out the electric shock wolf-proof device.
Perhaps because he had encountered too many terrible things in the game, Han Fei was so calm that even he himself felt surprised.
It was clear that there might be a fugitive suspect hiding in the room, but he was not scared at all, his heart was calm and his eyes were like a deep ancient well.
"Normal people would probably be scared half to death when they see my face, but you didn't react at all. I was really right about you, an actor should just be a profession for you to fool others."
The voice was hoarse, like a throat full of iron slag, and you could feel pain just by listening to this voice.
"You really guessed wrong, I am a comedian."
Han Fei looked towards the bedroom and a man with a severely burned face was standing at the entrance of the room.
His entire face was burned, and he couldn't even see his features clearly, only the eyes were bright and sharp, as if they were open-edged knives.
As Han Fei surveyed the man, the other party was also looking at him.
"You seem to have known that I would be waiting for you here." The man whose face was completely disfigured revealed a terrifying smile: "You have a stench on you that I am familiar with, you have been to the sewers of the Winter Flower Ice Factory before? I shouldn't have exposed any breakage, how did you find the place?"
"You have a lot of questions, Meng Changxi." After Han Fei said the name Meng Changxi, the smile on the face of the man in the bedroom stopped.
Looking at the man with a scary and frightening face in front of him, Han Fei did not show his fear at all, and his calm reaction made the man not dare to make a rash move.
The two stood opposite each other for a long time before the man whose face was completely disfigured slowly raised his hands: "It's been a long time since anyone has called me by that name, don't worry, I mean you no harm."
"I know." Han Fei slowly retreated to the living room, "Where is Wei Youfu's father?"
"The old man is sleeping, I won't hurt him."
Meng Changxi, whose face was completely disfigured, pushed open the door of the other bedroom, where Wei Youfu's father was lying on the bed, breathing evenly.
Seeing the old man safe, Han Fei breathed a sigh of relief, his subtle movement caught Meng Changxi's attention, "I followed you before, you were very nice to the families of the human jigsaw puzzle case victims, are you one of the victims' families?"
Han Fei remembered the roommate in the murder house, and nodded gently: "I have the reason that I must catch the real killer, through my investigation Meng Changan has a major suspicion of the crime, but what makes me wonder is why you suddenly disappeared a few years ago?"
"If I hadn't disappeared, my wife and I would have been the next to die." Meng Changxi touched the scars on his face, "Big brother and that beast are all crazy."
"Big brother? Meng Changshou?" Han Fei's eyes narrowed, the truth that had been sealed for years was finally coming to the surface!
"I know you're surprised, but there's a very important reason I would choose to disappear, and it's because of big brother." The scars on Meng Changxi's face twisted together: "When my mother was killed, I had a question I never understood, why did she take Chen Chen to the Winter Flower Ice Factory? There was no reason for this, and then I thought of a possibility that it wasn't my mother who brought Chenchen there, but someone who used Chenchen to trick my mother into going there."
"I had been suspicious of Meng Chang'an before and kept reassuring big brother, but then I realized it didn't seem to be the case." Meng Changxi's voice could not hear sadness or happiness, he seemed to have lost his human feelings: "Big brother is very honest, not very smart, good-tempered, and everyone thinks he is easy to bully. After the death of Chen Chen and my mother, my big brother became crazy and did not say a word the whole day. I was worried about his health, so I took him to the hospital to recuperate and had a checkup."
"And then?"
"Originally, I was afraid that my big brother would be too sad and affect his health, but then the results of the brain test really scared me." These things happened ten years ago, but Meng Changxi remembered clearly, "From the results shown in the positron scan, big brother's frontal orbital cortex, ventral median prefrontal cortex, temporal cortex, and limbic cortex all had functional defects, and by joining these places with defects, they were exactly the shape of a butterfly."