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In full view of the crowd, Feng Gaofei climbed to the riverbank. With a sudden twist, he flung himself into the water like a fish struggling on the shore, finally returning to the embrace of the river. Many police officers nearby rushed toward the steps leading down to the embankment, preparing to capture Feng Gaofei as quickly as possible to prevent his escape.
The detectives only heard Feng Gaofei's furious shouts but were unaware of the circumstances surrounding them. However, Jiang He knew the truth, which is why he remained on the embankment instead of going down. From Feng Gaofei's actions, Jiang He had a ninety percent certainty that this was a suicide attempt—Feng Gaofei had one ankle sprained and one leg broken, making it impossible for him to tread water.
Most of the time, Jiang He was alone; he had no friends and rarely interacted with others. Therefore, he did not understand that under current laws, even if they captured this man, he would not face the death penalty. His leap into the water was akin to choosing to end his own life.
Several detectives jumped into the river. Before long, someone managed to find Feng Gaofei in the water. With the help of several detectives, they quickly pulled him back—more accurately, he was fished out—at that moment, Feng Gaofei had completely lost consciousness.
The detectives exchanged glances, unsure of what had happened. Feng Gaofei lay flat on the ground, one of his legs twisted at a ninety-degree angle, appearing broken; otherwise, it would not have been possible for it to contort so severely. The shoe from his other foot had been swept away by the river; had those detectives been any slower, Feng Gaofei might have been carried off by the current as well.
Jiang He crouched down and checked for Feng Gaofei's breath but felt nothing. He then placed his hand on Feng Gaofei's neck and could still detect a faint pulse, indicating that he was not yet dead.
Realizing this, Jiang He gently turned Feng Gaofei's head to the side and quickly cleared any obstructions from his mouth and nose. With help from several detectives, they rolled Feng Gaofei onto his side. Jiang He instructed them to place him across his legs and used his knee to press against Feng Gaofei's abdomen to expel the water from his stomach.
Jiang He rhythmically pressed against Feng Gaofei's belly as streams of river water gushed from his mouth along with bits of black sludge that emitted a foul odor. The nearby detectives covered their noses in disgust, but Jiang He seemed unaffected as he continued pressing against Feng Gaofei's abdomen while clearing debris from his mouth.
Eventually, when Feng Gaofei could no longer expel anything, he still showed no signs of waking up.
When Feng Gaofei fell into the river, he was already injured; both of his legs were hurt, one arm was broken, and there was a gaping wound on his head. Although it had stopped bleeding by now, it looked quite severe. The drowning only added insult to injury; if it weren't for Feng Gaofei's tenacity, he should have already succumbed.
Old Shao arrived at that moment. As an elderly man, Old Shao couldn't possibly match the speed of these younger officers.
Jiang He assessed the situation and laid Feng Gaofei back on the ground to begin CPR. Minutes passed without any sign of recovery from Feng Gaofei.
"Take him to the hospital," Jiang He said.
However, Jiang He understood that it was quite far from here to any hospital; reaching the nearest one would likely take half an hour.
A few Detectives led the way, with Old Shao and Jiang He following behind. On the road, Jiang He explained the situation to Old Shao and raised his doubts: "I don't quite understand why Feng Gaofei would commit suicide."
Old Shao almost instantly provided his answer: "Belief."
"Belief?" Jiang He asked.
Old Shao nodded. "It's terrifying when people lack belief, but having the wrong belief is even more frightening."
"Do you think this person can be saved?" Old Shao asked Jiang He.
Jiang He didn't hold out much hope for Feng Gaofei. "Eighty percent chance he won't make it."
Old Shao nodded and changed the subject. "Since we've found this suspicious person in a place so remote, and he ran as soon as he saw the police, it's highly likely we've got the right person. Let's have the A Team's detectives take him to the hospital, while the rest of us search around here. We must be able to find something."
The Criminal Investigation Team took Feng Gaofei to the hospital, while the others began searching in the area where they had found him.
In their search, the detectives indeed discovered a wooden cabin.
This cabin stood alone by the river, clearly a place where Feng Gaofei had lived.
The door was unlocked, and Old Shao and Jiang He stepped inside. Looking into the cabin, they saw a bed and a table next to it, which held some toiletries. On the wall above the table was a large piece of pale yellow wallpaper covered in writing made with a black pen.
Old Shao and Jiang He carefully examined the text and finally understood what this place was.
This was where the person behind it all had planned their game.
This person planned three games in total. The first game targeted scammers, the second one focused on fraudsters, and the third was aimed at human traffickers.
The designs of the three games were meticulous, and the participants would have a significant impact on the outcomes. For instance, if Ding Derun had chosen to brake, his son would not have been killed by him. Similarly, if the con artist Han Liqun had not chosen to trust Yue, he would not have committed suicide.
Jiang He previously could not understand why Han Liqun would take his own life, but after reviewing the plan, he finally understood.
No matter what number Han Liqun dialed on his phone, it would only connect to one person, who was actually Huang Zhengqing impersonating Yue. Han Liqun mistakenly believed he was manipulating Yue, but in reality, Huang Zhengqing, posing as Yue, was leading Han Liqun into his own trap step by step.
Han Liqun spent his life deceiving others, so the murderer designed a scenario where he himself would be deceived. Just like Ding Derun, who spent his life scamming others, would eventually face being scammed by his own son. This design by the murderer was a way of returning harm for harm, allowing these individuals to experience the feelings of those they had hurt.
The last game revolved around a human trafficker.
According to the information on this paper, the trafficker's name was Qiuju Niu. Qiuju Niu was female, fifty-three years old, widowed, and had a daughter named Zhao Xiulian. Zhao Xiulian was thirty years old this year and her husband was thirty-two. Qiuju Niu also had a seven-year-old grandson named Zhang Wenhua, who lived with her in the countryside. Zhang Wenhua's parents worked in the big city of Dongxing City and only returned home during the New Year. He was in first grade at Sunflower School while Qiuju Niu was currently unemployed.
However, from the detailed information here, it could be seen that Qiuju Niu had been a trafficker in her youth. Her husband passed away early, and lacking education herself, Qiuju Niu followed Aunt Wang from the village down a path of no return in order to raise her daughter.
Aunt Wang was an old-timer from a bygone era; according to past customs regarding women’s roles in society, she was a well-known midwife in the village.
Many people today do not know what "three aunts and six grannies" truly means; they merely think it refers to relatives who love gossiping about family matters. However, that is not entirely accurate. The term originated from the Ming Dynasty and specifically referred to nine professions before the establishment of New China.
The "three aunts" referred to nuns, Taoist priests, and fortune tellers; while "six grannies" referred to midwives, matchmakers, brothel keepers, witch doctors, herbalists, and birth attendants. In modern terms, midwives are akin to human traffickers; matchmakers are those who facilitate marriages; brothel keepers manage prostitution; witch doctors perform rituals; herbalists use medicine for healing or harm; and birth attendants assist in childbirth.
Aunt Wang was an old midwife from the previous society and was already over eighty years old at that time; she had not engaged in this profession for half her life.
That night, in Aunt Wang's yard, Qiuju Niu knelt in the cold, holding her infant daughter Zhao Xiulian in her arms, crying throughout the night. Aunt Wang knew that her old ways were remnants of a feudal society, and that what she was doing was morally wrong. In that old society, everyone struggled to find food; many children were sold by their parents out of desperation. If there was enough food to eat, who would willingly sell their own child?
But now, Qiuju Niu was actively seeking to abduct children rather than waiting for parents to sell them.
Qiuju Niu knelt in the yard all night long during the bitter winter, while her child cried loudly from the cold. Aunt Wang could no longer bear to watch and hurriedly brought Qiuju Niu and her child inside.
Qiuju Niu cried out, "If it weren't for the fact that we can't survive, who would want to do such a wicked thing?"
Seeing Qiuju Niu's plight, Aunt Wang decided to teach her the ways of the old society. From then on, Qiuju Niu began to abduct other people's children in order to provide for her own. It was the 1990s at that time; human traffickers were rampant, but without the internet or surveillance systems, it was nearly impossible to recover missing children.
Qiuju Niu's methods were quite simple; she either lured children with a few pieces of candy or simply took them away. She sold these children to remote mountain villages and earned enough money to support her daughter. While Qiuju Niu trafficked other children, she also managed to raise her own.
At that time, Zhao Xiulian was still an infant and followed Qiuju Niu until she was three or four years old. Back then, a child could be sold for several thousand yuan—quite a significant amount in those days. When Zhao Xiulian turned six and it was time for her to go to school, Qiuju Niu returned to her hometown with plenty of savings.
With that money, Qiuju Niu opened a shop and became the first person in the village to become wealthy. The villagers admired her good fortune but remained unaware of how she had acquired her wealth.
By the time Qiuju Niu returned home, Aunt Wang had already passed away, leaving the villagers even more oblivious to the source of Qiuju Niu's money.
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