Looking at Deng Ximei's thin face, Gu Jun's mind was in a mess. He felt like he was hallucinating. Did we know each other when we were kids? Or is this girl making up stories?
He had read the short stories that she had written over the past few years. They were all strange stories that took place in the mountains. Most of them had plants and animals as the main characters. It could be said that he wrote very well and was a very talented person. He was an expert in making up stories, so he had to stay alert.
"I can't remember." Gu Jun said, "I can't remember much, it's like my brain is locked up."
His memory bank was filled with memories before he was six or seven years old. Other than a few scenes, he could not remember anything else. Speaking of specific people, other than himself, his mother, and the withered faces in the illusion of the banyan tree, there was no one else.
Be it through his own research or hypnosis, he could not find anything else.
"Miss Deng, what do you remember? Please tell me," Gu Jun said seriously. He wanted to hear her talk about what happened.
"I can tell you the surface." Deng Ximei's face was calm. "We knew each other when we were kids and we had a good relationship. But I can't tell you everything, some things are not as simple as they seem. "
"Is that so?" Gu Jun had reason to be suspicious. "When the investigators questioned you last year, you said you could not remember any other Spirit Children. You did not give them any names."
"At the time, I was unwilling to answer that question." Deng Ximei did not explain further.
Gu Jun could sense her stubbornness. She was not willing to answer the question either.
But he had to get to the bottom of this girl, that was his mission that day.
Once he got to the bottom of her, he would be able to get a better understanding of his own childhood and the Afterlife Cult.
He felt like he knew Deng Ximei. It was not from his memory but like looking into a mirror.
He knew himself well, he was a person who could be persuaded by reason but not by force … If Deng Ximei was really the kind of person he felt, forcing her was useless. Only by showing his sincerity would he be able to get past the wall that surrounded her.
"Miss Deng, why don't you go out for some fresh air?" Gu Jun said. In this kind of environment, the surveillance camera in the corner would obviously increase her resistance.
Deng Ximei nodded silently. Her face seemed to have a trace of gentleness. Perhaps it was just his imagination.
Originally, it would be best to monitor their first meeting, but Tong Ye and the others also knew that Deng Ximei was stubborn. Instead of getting nothing out of her, they might as well let Gu Jun try. Of course, it was mainly because he trusted Gu Jun and Gu Jun's current privileges that he gave the green light.
At that moment, Gu Jun led Deng Ximei out of the interrogation room and then left the assessment building. They walked in the small forest next to the base, and the other personnel followed at a distance.
The night sky was dark, and the light from the street lamps illuminated the surroundings. The branches and leaves of the forest rustled in the night wind.
As Gu Jun walked slowly, he suddenly remembered a scenery description in one of Deng Ximei's short stories: "The wind is wandering, and the weeds are swaying, as if begging the wind to take them away, to break through the shackles of the earth, and in the end, it doesn't matter if they scatter and scatter."
This woman didn't just want to plant flowers and raise grass. She wanted to fight against fate.
It was this thought revealed in her works that made the assessment department always question her. Personal fate? Or the fate of mortals?
But as smart as she was, it was impossible that she didn't know this, but she still wrote it like that. If she wanted to disguise herself, should she write something else? This might really be …
"I read your novel. It's very well written." Gu Jun used psychological methods to get close to her first.
"Thank you … I just miss the wilderness sometimes." Deng Ximei nodded slightly and said nothing again.
According to her, Gu Jun grew up in the wilderness from the age of 7 to 20. He said, "Some people belong to the sofa, and some people belong to nature. Growing up in the wilderness has a lot of inconveniences, but it also has a lot of fun, right? "
Perhaps it was because this person didn't belong indoors, walking in the forest at night, the illusion in his heart became stronger …
Only in the outside world could he feel her past like this.
"There are many of them." Deng Ximei said softly, "My parents are experts. They taught me how to live outside."
Gu Jun heard the faint longing and sadness in her voice. She must have a good relationship with her parents … He spoke frankly about himself, "I quite envy the relationship between you and your parents. My parents disappeared at sea when I was 10, and they are probably scum."
Deng Ximei looked at him and suddenly said, "Mr. Gu, I also want to destroy Lai Sheng Company."
Gu Jun seemed to see the determination in her eyes, and his heart could not help but jump.
"Since last year, I have thought about this every day." Deng Ximei seemed to be driven by determination and said a lot at once. "I have been locked up, probably because of the bad result caused by my memory information last year. But that is not what I want. I am not from Lai Sheng Company, and I also want to destroy it. For my parents, for myself … and for you and the other Spirit Children, I want to destroy it. "
There was a moment when Gu Jun was moved by her and he was willing to trust her unreservedly.
Because he understood those feelings: the taste of loneliness, the taste of distrust, the taste of growing like weeds, the taste of dying a hero …
"I don't know what I can do on my own, but I have some new information about Lai Sheng Company." Deng Ximei added, "I have not reported it to anyone before, but I will tell you everything."
"Miss Deng." Gu Jun extended his right hand. His alertness was still there, but there was a hint of excitement. At least there was progress. "We can achieve our goal."
Deng Ximei stared at him and reached out her hand to shake his.
Suddenly, the illusion that had been accumulating in Gu Jun's mind surged. His head throbbed with pain. She was a medium, and the illusion was triggered …
His grip tightened. Deng Ximei's figure before him became blurry and blended with the shadows of the surrounding trees. The gaps between the shadows were filled with chilling wind.
Was that the figure of a little girl? He seemed to have seen a little girl, and there were other children …
But suddenly, the image cleared up. No, it was not a little girl, it was the figure of a young woman.
In a bitingly cold and desolate mountain forest, the old trees seemed to be twisted. He saw two figures in the forest full of dead leaves. One had already fallen to the ground, and the other was being strangled by a hemp rope with the young woman's gloved hand. She was strangling him forcefully.
At first, the figure's legs were still struggling, but they gradually straightened and stiffened until they stopped moving.
Then the young woman climbed up the tree and tied the rope to the branch. She came down and pulled the rope with both hands. She hung the two bodies up.
The woman's face was calm, it was Deng Ximei.
Gu Jun's mind was hit hard, and the illusion came to an abrupt end. He took a deep breath and looked at the thin woman before him again. His muscles shrunk involuntarily, and the agitation in his heart was like a beast pouncing on its cage.
It was her, she killed her parents and then faked the murder scene.
Why, why …
"Miss Deng." Gu Jun looked at her directly, still holding her hand to sense it. His voice was hoarse, and he did not want to beat around the bush. "I saw something about you and your parents, it is different from what you said."
Deng Ximei's expression did not change, and her eyes that met his did not blink as if she understood what he was referring to. "That is the appearance of things, not the truth."
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