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Wang Wenhao has basically confessed to the entire crime process, including the content of the conversation and the detailed description of the crime scene, which largely matches the investigation results of the police and forensic experts. The biggest question facing Liu Bing now is the motive for murder. Why did Wang Wenhao kill Luo Qian? What benefit did he gain from it?
Wang Wenhao remains silent on this matter. When asked why he killed the other person, he always closes his eyes. Is his inner satisfaction or pain?
The ashtray in front of Liu Bing is filled with cigarette butts, and his yellowed teeth have been stained bright. He is trying hard to recall his interactions with Wang Wenhao. Although Wang Wenhao was his classmate, besides himself, it seems that others were not familiar with their relationship. Or perhaps, compared to himself, others probably don't even have an impression of whether Wang Wenhao exists.
According to the investigation, Wang Wenhao's father passed away when he was in high school. His mother remarried a local businessman and hasn't really taken care of him since then.
"By the way, has Luo Qian's father been found? Have you been able to contact him?" Liu Bing came to his senses and turned to ask Guorui.
"No, we contacted people from Luo Qian's hometown. They said her father Luo Zhizhong left the village several years ago, and they haven't seen him since her mother passed away. Then we checked, and it seems he came to G City around the middle of last year. After that, it's unclear where he went. So, for now, there are no relatives or friends we can contact regarding Luo Qian's case." Guorui seemed visibly worn out these past few days, and his speech lacked energy.
Liu Bing pressed the cigarette butt hard into the ashtray and stood up. "Continue investigating Luo Qian and her father. It's very likely that her father was also killed."
At midnight, Liu Bing returned home and turned on his computer. He browsed through some old photos from his college days, most of which were in the QQ space album, including dormitory group photos and class gathering pictures. At that time, Liu Bing was not as greasy as he is now, but rather a slightly chubby young man. Wang Wenhao remained the same, with a skinny figure and bright, somewhat melancholic eyes, perhaps burdened with some worries. In all his photos, he maintained a serious expression.
Suddenly, he noticed a clue in a dormitory photo. It seemed to be taken just before graduation, capturing the last moment in the dormitory. Of note, Wang Wenhao was holding a book with a familiar cover that Liu Bing couldn't quite place. He leaned in closer to the computer screen and used the mouse to zoom in on the image. The book's title read "Interpretation of Dreams."
Liu Bing leaned back in his chair again. Was the book Not found in Luo Qian's 904 dormitory suitcase related to this case? Liu Bing scratched his head and immediately bought a book by Sigmund Freud called "The Interpretation of Dreams" from an online bookstore. He read it intently.
Liu Bing was not someone who enjoyed reading from a young age, so this was quite challenging for him. He quickly skimmed through the entire book, finding the lengthy descriptions and complex terminology difficult to grasp. Just as he was feeling frustrated and skimming through the book, he was inadvertently drawn to the end of the fourth chapter, which discussed four typical dreams.
"Human beings are born with sexual instincts. Even babies have sexual desires. As people grow from infancy, they gradually become aware of the differences between the sexes. At this point, they tend to favor the opposite sex in their parents and view the same sex as a rival. Under the drive of the id, there is an impulse to kill the same-sex parent and marry the opposite-sex parent. However, the ego tells itself that it loves both parents equally and cannot act on such desires, so it suppresses these desires into the subconscious. When dreaming, the ego's censorship relaxes, allowing these desires to appear in the dream."
"The Oedipus complex emerges as a person's personality develops." Liu Bing muttered, feeling that this theory was too far-fetched. He was even a little angry and casually flipped through a few chapters. He decided not to read this book that he found utterly absurd. He stood up and, unconsciously, began pacing back and forth in the study...
The weather in G City changed the next day. The unusually hot weather of the past few days seemed to be heading towards a dramatic conclusion with a heavy rain. Thunder rumbled in the thick clouds, as if struggling to break free from the dense layers of clouds, the sound was dull and sluggish. Lightning also flickered in the distant sky, moving opportunistically on the dark clouds, flashing dazzling white light, like a long sword fiercely piercing the dark clouds in the sky.
Liu Bing arrived at the interrogation room as usual, lit a cigarette, poured a glass of water in front of Wang Wenhao. He looked at Wang Wenhao, thinking of the pictures of him and himself in the album from yesterday. This guy's appearance and figure really haven't changed at all!
"Come on, can you talk today? Why did you have to kill her, Luo Qian? And where is her father? " Liu Bing looked at him with interest, sweeping away the gloom of yesterday.
"Because she fell in love with someone else, I couldn't accept it, so I killed her," Wang Wenhao replied lightly.
"Not like this, this reason is too crude. In fact, death doesn't matter to you. You killed Luo Qian, you know you have to pay for it. But the motive for murder is a shameful thing for you, isn't it, Wenhao." Liu Bing stared at Wang Wenhao as if he wanted to strip off his clothes and expose him naked.
Wang Wenhao slowly opened his eyes. He wanted to respond with a contemptuous smile, but when he smiled, it seemed a bit angry, so the corner of his mouth on the other side turned down, making his expression very strange.
"It doesn't matter, anyway, I'm just guessing blindly, so I'll continue. After you and Luo Qian knew each other for a while, Luo Qian's father, Luo Zhizhong, came to see you. Her father had a tense relationship with her, even leading to intense conflicts. And you inadvertently got caught in this series of whirlpools and couldn't get out. Right? The problem is, the so-called Oedipus complex and Electra complex that you loved to study since school are not as described in the books. Luo Qian doesn't love her father, she even wants to kill him. And her behavior has had a significant impact on you. As someone who lost his father in high school, you couldn't accept such a thing happening.
What you are ashamed to admit is that the book says the Oedipus complex is for daughters, and most daughters will feel attached to their fathers. And from a psychological perspective, you wouldn't even admit that as a male, you could have a strong Oedipus complex. So, in the conflict between Luo Qian and her father, you chose to give up standing by Luo Qian and seeking revenge, and instead, you chose the extreme act of matricide and Oedipal love." After saying this series, even Liu Bing felt that his words were illogical and far-fetched.
Outside, the thunder grew lower and lower, followed by a series of large raindrops falling like waves tortured by the wind, roaring and fiercely pounding the surroundings of the room.
"Then I'll continue..." Liu Bing wanted to go on.
"Enough!" Wang Wenhao exploded like a thunderbolt in the interrogation room.
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