Chapter 265: Gestalt

This was the first time Qi Fei saw his father so weak, with countless injuries large and small on his body. It was hard to imagine that this was done by his own son.

The moment Qi Fei appeared, Qi Dongjun's eyes lit up immediately.

Neither of them spoke. Strangers might still be able to say some words of thanks.

But between father and son, whatever was said seemed inconsistent.

"Cough, cough." Qi Dongjun coughed twice.

Qi Fei silently poured a glass of water for him.

Qi Dongjun drank all the water in one breath, as if this glass of water was more delicious than any nectar he had ever drunk.

However, this warmth did not last long. Qi Fei sat beside Qi Dongjun's hospital bed, and the first sentence he opened with was still about the investigation: "Who is employee ID 0002?"

Qi Dongjun didn't answer, just reached out and touched the gold-rimmed glasses on the bedside table and put them on. The moment he put on the glasses, he became that cold businessman again. He asked back in a deep voice: "What did Xi He say to you?"

"He didn't say anything. We asked Xu Tong, and those people in the clothing market back then, and found a person who had disappeared for many years."

"You mean that man?"

"No, it's a woman."

"Hmm?" A trace of confusion appeared on Qi Dongjun's face, "Lu Man told me that you had already discovered that skeleton in the yard, it should be a man."

Qi Dongjun's reaction made Qi Fei slightly surprised. If it wasn't that his disguise level was too high, it was that what he knew was different from what was investigated.

"You always knew Feng Yongshou was buried in the yard?" Qi Fei asked.

"This person was originally named Feng Yongshou, so you already know about your mother..." Qi Dongjun sighed, as if there was a great regret.

"You don't know the identity of the deceased? You thought Feng Yongshou was killed by my mother?" Qi Fei said in surprise, "What did you know back then?"

"This has been my biggest nightmare for decades. I remember it was raining heavily that day. I was holding the payment for the goods I had waited so long for, rushing home excitedly to share the joy with your mother. From afar, I saw your mother wearing a raincoat dragging something in the yard.

I originally wanted to step forward to help, but after walking a few steps closer, I found that what was being dragged on the ground was a person. I still remember his hand that had been soaked white by the rain.

My mind went blank. Fortunately, the heavy rain didn't make her look up and see me. I hid on one side of the wall and watched her drag the person into the unfinished flower bed.

What made me even more heartbroken was that I saw Xi He. The three-year-old stood under the eaves, watching this shocking scene in the yard without crying or making trouble.

I didn't know that he saw me then.

If it were anyone else, I would have called the police then. But, Qi Fei, that person was your mother, the person I loved the most. I couldn't do it.

I was at a loss for a while, unable to bear this inhuman scene anymore, and fled the scene directly.

I ran wildly to my partner's place, venting the joy I should have shared with your mother, deceiving myself that everything I saw was an illusion.

However, it is not easy to deceive oneself.

I waited until the rain stopped before going home. When I saw your mother, she looked as if nothing had happened, and didn't even ask where I had been for so long.

A few days later, she suddenly said she wanted to plant a tree in the flower bed. The place where it was planted was where she buried the corpse.

I have always been unable to figure out why she wanted to kill, until Xi He's mental problems were gradually exposed.

I heard your mother mention her father, the father-in-law I had never met.

I know her father had violent tendencies, plus Xi He also had serious mental problems, which made me start to suspect..."

Qi Fei clenched his fists as he listened. He knew that Qi Dongjun's words meant attributing Xi He's problems to his mother, but reason told him that anyone who encountered all this would inevitably have such thoughts, so he restrained his anger and asked: "On the day you saw the burial, did you see Mom's face?"

Qi Dongjun shook his head: "That's right, I wouldn't recognize her raincoat, plus the young Xi He was on the side."

"Have you ever thought that that person might not be Mom?"

Qi Dongjun froze and looked at Qi Fei: "How is this possible, I clearly saw..."

At this time, the open door of the ward was knocked twice.

The two looked at the sound. Zhong Kui stood at the door, and the bruising left by saving Qi Fei was clearly visible on her knocking hand.

"Sorry to disturb your father-son reunion. As the only person who has heard Xi He and Feng Yongfu talk about this murder, it is necessary to come together to sort out the ins and outs of the matter." She said, walked to the other side of the bed, leaned over and said to Qi Dongjun: "President Qi, let me help you recall what you saw back then."

As she spoke, she reached out, the silver bracelet in her hand fell, and the pendant swayed back and forth. Under Zhong Kui's guidance, Qi Dongjun fell into deep memories:

It was a rare heavy rain. The thick rain clouds made the whole Nancheng day like night. The young Qi Dongjun protected the briefcase full of cash in his chest, letting the rain soak his whole body.

Passing through the fence of the wall, the corpse was like a slaughtered animal, dragged by the person wearing the raincoat towards the small flower bed in the southwest corner of the yard.

Fear soaked Qi Dongjun's whole body with the cold rain. That light purple raincoat was bought for his wife, but now it had become the battle suit of a murderer.

His child was also there, Xi He, his genius and smart child, stood not far away, looking at each other with him.

Compared with him, this child seemed calmer.

He thought this was because the child didn't understand the meaning of death yet.

That light purple figure pushed the corpse into the dug pit without any hesitation.

"No, all this is not true!" Qi Dongjun shouted, waking up from his memory. In his gradually clearing sight, Zhong Kui's calm face appeared.

Qi Dongjun gasped, turned to Qi Fei, and said excitedly: "I remember, I didn't see Zi Yun's face, I didn't see it from beginning to end. However, why have I always remembered seeing..."

"Gestalt psychology is at work. Human cognition is not simply passively accepting fragmented information, but will use a set of logic and rules to process these fragmented information into a meaningful whole. Home, wife's raincoat, bystander child, these all make you firmly believe that the murderer is Xi Zi Yun," Zhong Kui said from the side.

Qi Dongjun let out a long breath, as if the burden in his heart for decades had suddenly been unloaded.

Instead, he asked puzzled: "What do you mean this person is not Zi Yun, then who is it? And why did Zi Yun want to plant a tree there, I thought it was a cover-up..."