"Officer, Wang Bin was the only student who was expelled from that class because he hit his classmates... As for the specific situation, you can ask his counselor..."

The person who received Officer Hou and Su He was the head of the art department of the college, Cai Fengwen.

It wasn't long before a woman arrived.

"Liu Mei, these two police officers want to know that Wang Bin in your class was the one who won the award in his freshman year and dropped out of school not long after... Come, sit down and say..."

Cai Fengwen went to pour tea for a few people.

Liu Mei still held a stack of picture albums in her hand, sat on a chair, looked at Officer Hou and said, "Officer, Wang Bin is the most talented student I have ever taken, if he hadn't been sick, he wouldn't have dropped out of school!"

"Wait! Wasn't Wang Bin expelled from school for beating people?" Officer Hou looked up at the director on the side.

Director Cai Fengwen sighed and said, "Wang Bin's situation is very complicated, he is sick in the brain... Always saying inexplicable things, he was still in the dormitory, painting on the wall with paint, and got into a fight with a classmate, that classmate was broken by him three ribs, other people's parents ran to the school to make trouble, Wang Bin was an orphan, and he couldn't even pay for the medical expenses, so he was finally persuaded to quit by the school..."

Officer Hou glanced at the director, expressed dissatisfaction with Cai Fengwen's concealment just now, and reminded: "I'm not here to investigate the responsibility of your school, and I hope you will think clearly about the next conversation."

Cai Fengwen was embarrassed to apologize.

"Does Wang Bin have a girlfriend?" Officer Hou looked at Liu Mei.

"No... Wang Bin is very withdrawn, never communicates with others, he is a weird person in everyone's eyes... However, he really has a talent for painting, and I have here the painting he painted at that time, officer, you see..."

Liu Mei unfolded the album, and Officer Hou glanced up at Su He, both of whom frowned.

"Are you sure this was painted by Wang Bin?" Officer Hou looked at Liu Mei.

"I'm sure... There is also his signature here, WB, and there were classmates who laughed at his signature at that time, called Wang Ba... However, in the second semester of his freshman year, it rained heavily one night, Wang Bin ran back from outside the school, yelled in the dormitory, and alarmed the police..."

"From that day on, Wang Bin's paintings have become this style..."The

album turned to the last page, and it was a scene of a woman's death, black and blood red painted all over the paper, and the painting style was dark and cold.

Compared to the previous painting, the style has been completely changed.

"You said Wang Bin was sick, what kind of illness was it?" Officer Hou asked, looking up.

"Wang Bin is an orphan... He didn't have any money, so he didn't go to the hospital for a check-up at all... He doesn't go crazy very often, and most of the time it's normal, except for the change in his painting style..."

Do you mind if I take a few pictures?" Officer Hou said.

"Don't mind, you can take the album away, over the years, other students have come back and taken things away, and his things are still kept..."

Officer Hou was taking pictures, Su He asked coldly: "Does Wang Bin paint with his left hand or with his right hand?"

Liu Mei turned her head to look at Su He and said with a smile: "I said it, he is a genius, he can draw with both hands, but most of the time he paints with his left hand, which may also be the reason why he is different." Walking

out of the Academy of Fine Arts and sitting in the police car, Officer Hou lit a cigarette and sighed: "It's still him who goes around and around, how did the eleventh cartoon appear?"

The sun represents justice, the night represents evil, but I didn't expect that the sun and the night were in his body... But I always feel that something is wrong, what is it that we have neglected..."

Looking at Officer Hou's sad appearance, Su He comforted: "It's not that there is no gain... At least we got this!"

Su He opened Wang Bin's album, turned to the last page, and said: "I have a hunch, all the answers are in this painting." "

This painting, compared to the eleven cartoons, is not terrifying, a woman lying on the ground, surrounded by grass and trees, in the dark environment can only see the outline of the body, rain falling from the sky, blood flowing out of the woman's body, as if to spill out of this paper.

"Is there anything special about this painting?" Officer Hou picked up the painting and looked at it through the sunlight.

"Unlike the eleven cartoons, this one is set on a rainy night... And Wang Bin's counselor said that when Wang Bin first fell ill, it was also on a rainy night..."

Officer Hou, as an old criminal policeman, instantly understood what Su He meant, and said: "You mean, Wang Bin witnessed a homicide that induced his second personality?"

Su He nodded, shook his head again, and said, "I'm afraid it's not that simple!" If

witnessing a homicide leads to a split personality, then Su He doesn't have dozens of personalities.

Officer Hou sent the picture back to the police station, narrowing it down to some time before Wang Bin fell ill for the first time, and it wasn't long before a case was transmitted to his phone.

This is a case that happened ten years ago and has not been solved yet.

The deceased, Zhuang Rou, female, 35 years old, was found in a park near the Kunyang Academy of Fine Arts, with multiple knife wounds all over her body, but none of them were fatal, and the forensic examination was that she died of excessive blood loss.

Due to the heavy rain the night before, there were no traces of the scene, and the next morning, after receiving a report, the police rushed to the scene, which had been destroyed by the onlookers.

At that time, there was no monitoring equipment in the park, and after some investigation, no progress was made, and the victim's family did not urge, so the case was closed and became an unsolved case.

When Officer Hou turned to the page on the deceased's kinship, he was suddenly stunned, and Zhuang Rou's spouse wrote in the column: Cai Fengwen!

Is it a coincidence?

They had just walked out of the office of Cai Fengwen, the head of the art department.

In the eyes of the police, there are no coincidences, they are all clues!

"Let's go, let's meet him again, I thought he was not honest just now!" Officer

Hou got out of the car and was about to go to Cai Fengwen again, but Su He said: "We have already startled the snake just now, I'm afraid he won't be honest... Besides, the case that was not found out back then, ten years later, what do you expect to gain, even if the murderer is Cai Fengwen, what connection does it have with Wang Bin?"

Officer Hou sat back in the car again, and said helplessly: "Then what do you say?"

"Let's go eat first..."Su He got out of the car and pointed to a restaurant across the road.

At this time, it was time for dinner, and Officer Hou also got out of the car.

"What about after eating?"

Su He looked up at the gate of the Academy of Fine Arts and said, "After eating, go to Kunyang Academy of Fine Arts!"

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