After reading and checking for most of the night, Zhang Ke now finally has a certain understanding of the "self" named Zhang Ke.
But most of his doubts, especially the relationship with Xu Xiaoli and why he accidentally killed her, have still not been answered.
To put it simply, Zhang Ke is a very ordinary young man who left his hometown and came to a big city to seek development.
His parents and most of his relatives are in his hometown in the countryside. Apart from his usual colleagues at work, there are not many extra friends and contacts in the city.
His usual place of work is [Datong Trading] on his work permit, and his identity is an ordinary warehouse clerk. He doesn't seem to have any particularly bright development prospects, but at the same time, he doesn't have much work pressure.
Yuan Mengmeng was his former school girl in college. The year before Zhang Ke graduated, he took Yuan Mengmeng to Biyifeng to confess his love. After that, the two confirmed their relationship. The relationship lasted for four or five years, but in half a year
It was interrupted suddenly many years ago.
As for the reason for the interruption, Zhang Ke could not find a perfect explanation from his diary or the records saved on his mobile phone and computer.
Because the reason I stated to the other party was always the so-called "we shouldn't be together" or "we are not real lovers" without clear reference.
I have to say, just looking at this record, Zhang Ke even felt that he was an out-and-out playboy who wanted to break up and change his taste because he got tired of playing.
However, judging from other diary contents, I did not find a new girlfriend immediately after breaking up with Yuan Mengmeng. Instead, in the subsequent diary, I kept thinking about my past relationship, but constantly reminded myself that I must "cut off this relationship".
False feelings”.
Now Zhang Ke really couldn't figure out why he had such an idea in the first place, and why he didn't write the real reason in his heart in this notebook that only he could see.
The notebook finally stayed at a week ago, and there was no mention of a word about Xu Xiaoli.
Considering that the daily diary content is quite detailed and rich, Zhang Ke thought that if he had met Xu Xiaoli long ago and had a close and ambiguous relationship with her, it would be impossible for him to not mention it at all in the diary.
Therefore, if we think about it from this point of view, maybe I will meet Xu Xiaoli and become familiar with her, that is, within this short week.
"It's really...the more I look at it, the more I get a headache."
Closing the diary, Zhang Ke couldn't help but rub his temples. Although after reading through this diary, he finally didn't know who he was at all, and he almost understood what he should do every day.
But the most important thing is that the key clue that turned him from an ordinary office worker into a cruel murderer has not made any progress at all.
Why would I kill a woman I only knew for a week? And why didn’t I write a single word in my diary during this week?
The reason Zhang Ke could think of was that after he first came into contact with Xu Xiaoli, he had murderous intentions in his heart for some reason, and spent the next week planning and arranging ways to approach and kill her.
In order to reduce the evidence as much as possible when the police suspected and investigated after the murder, I deliberately did not write down my thoughts and plans for this week, or simply tore up the written content and burned it.
However, this reason is still full of loopholes——
If it was really to reduce the evidence, why not simply forge a normal diary for a week, so that when the police search, they would not be more suspicious of the possibility of murder considering the missing seven-day diary like I am now.
Secondly, he had murderous intentions when he first met Xu Xiaoli, and actively completed all actions within a week, perfectly gained her trust, entered her home and killed her, regardless of his resolute action and cruel psychological quality
, all made Zhang Ke feel strange.
Are you really that kind of person? Even if there is indeed some hatred between you and Xu Xiaoli that can only be resolved through killing, you can't just finish it in just seven days, right?
Thinking of the corpse lying next to him, Zhang Ke felt shuddering again. A woman's scream seemed to be vaguely heard outside the window, but it was very blurry because it was too far away and could not be heard clearly.
This made Zhang Ke suspect that he was hallucinating. Coupled with the inexplicable beating of his heart and the night sweat on his forehead, it made him feel that even if he had temporary peace now, it was just the calm before the storm.
If you think about it carefully, judging from the previous murder scenes, it seems that it was more of a spur-of-the-moment, passionate killing than a long-planned one, with a series of plans already in place.
After all, he personally went into the victim's home and used a half-baked weapon like high heels to beat him to death. Not only did he make blood flow all over the floor, but he also fainted there, and the noise he made alerted the neighbors downstairs.
...Every one of these seems to be full of "temporary" and "casual", without too careful planning.
It was just a spur-of-the-moment killing, so why didn't you write a diary a week in advance? These two things are like tit-for-tat spears and shields. One thing makes sense but the other doesn't make sense. The constant tit-for-tat confrontation reveals a huge logical loophole.
He originally wanted to look for clues from the chat records on his mobile phone, but found that he and Xu Xiaoli had only had frequent phone calls this week, but there were no half-word text messages, WeChat or QQ text records.
Seeing that the sky was getting brighter, Zhang Ke knew that Xu Xiaoli's murder could not be hidden for too long. An optimistic estimate would be three to four days to a week or two, and a pessimistic estimate would be that the incident would be revealed today.
There was not much time left for himself. Zhang Ke lay on the bed with his clothes on, wanting to seize the time to rest for an hour or two before morning came to replenish his energy and strength.
Because after daylight, I'm afraid it will be another fierce battle of wits and courage.
In addition, he also wanted to confirm one thing, that is, whether the unconscious drowsiness was the trigger point for initiating the reincarnation of time and space. Assuming that he woke up and returned to the murder scene, the conjecture was established.
And if you are still on the bed in the bedroom after waking up, it means that a conjecture can be rejected for the time being.
Zhang Ke picked up the unfamiliar mobile phone that belonged to him, turned on the alarm clock to six o'clock, and then closed his eyes.
"Well, good night, this fucking world-"
Exhausted physically and mentally, he fell into a whirlpool of confusion not long after.