Chapter 39 Jiang Lin
Chapter 39 Jiang Lin
When asked why he killed those innocent girls, Jiang Lin looked very calm. He folded his handcuffed hands on his chest, as if this was not a prison interrogation hall but in his own home. He still kept his Take it easy.
"You know, I'm an artist." Jiang Lin raised his head slightly, looked at the incandescent lamp above his head, and let out a sigh as if lost in memory.
"You won't understand..."
"Please answer our question directly, why did you kill those innocent women?"
"Then let me tell you a story." Jiang Lin leaned back, trying to raise his legs but was restrained by the chains on his feet.He smiled indifferently, "I was just a loser 40 years ago. Although I graduated from my alma mater, my tutor gave me the evaluation that I had no creative talent."
Jiang Lin's alma mater is the top art school in the country, a university that many art students want to enter.Until yesterday, Jiang Lin's photos and biography were still hanging high in the exhibition hall of this art school, and he was admired by latecomers as an outstanding alumnus.It should have been replaced by now.
"Of course I'm not reconciled to this evaluation, but I understand my mentor, because what he said was correct at that time." Jiang Lin paused, then raised a kind smile to the interrogators, not like a criminal , On the contrary, it is like the elders teaching the younger ones.
"It's true that my works have no spirituality, but it's just because I haven't met the inspiration that can arouse my creative desire. I have traveled all over the world before I finally met my muse."
As if afraid that they might not understand, Jiang Lin was still explaining to them, "Have you ever heard of the Muses? The goddess in charge of art in Greek mythology."
"Please get to the point." The interrogator frowned and treated each other indifferently.
"Young people, don't be in such a hurry, I will tell you." Jiang Lin shook his head with a smile, "Maybe my prayers are devout enough. When I was on the verge of collapse, she came in my dream. Tell me you guys Young people may not believe it either..."
Finally heard the point, several interrogators began to record in the notebook, looked up at Jiang Lin: "You continue."
Seeing their reactions, Jiang Lin was stunned for a moment, and then showed a happy smile, as if he had finally found someone to talk to, and his whole face turned into a chrysanthemum: "That's right, my muse has appeared In my dream, she was so different, different from these superficial women in reality. When I first saw her, I fell in love."
"And then?" The recorder wrote down in the notebook: "Evil spirit entrusts a dream" and drew a circle on it to represent the key point.
"She is so beautiful, but she can only exist in my dreams, how sad it is! I want everyone to see her! This is the best gift I can give her!" Speaking of here, Jiang Lin changed his gentle and elegant appearance, and patted the small table in front of him with his eyes wide open like a madman.
"She felt my sincerity! She was willing to tell me what to do! What an honor!"
"Please calm down." Unfortunately, the interrogator couldn't understand his excitement at all, and his face was indifferent.
Jiang Lin sat back disappointed, "You don't understand, I don't blame you, that's why you can only be called mortals..."
Before the interrogator interrupted him with a frown, Jiang Lin began to tell his story again, and he calmed down a lot this time. "She told me that she only wanted the most beautiful parts. For example, the high nose bridge of the cashier lady in the coffee shop, it is very beautiful."
"So you murdered the lady?"
"The word murder is too vulgar. That lady dedicated herself to art, which is a very selfless and noble act!" As if to convince others, Jiang Lin explained to the interrogator his fallacy: " She is a lamb sacrificed for the goddess! When she appeared, the goddess gave me inspiration! The first successful statue I created was for her! It was tens of millions of dollars, and I will Her ordinary flesh becomes eternal!"
Jiang Lin was so excited that he didn't need the interrogator's urging, so he continued: "I know that what I do may not be acceptable to ordinary people, after all, you are only ordinary people. But my pursuit of art will not stop because of you , as you think, I continue my hunt."
"How did you abduct those women?"
"Well, part of it was attracted by myself. Money, face, and demeanor are enough for women to run after you." Jiang Lin smiled confidently, and he could see that he was a conceited person, and he enjoyed it very much. A process of being sought after by women.
"And some are bought with money, I know it's a bit cheesy to say money, but it's true."
Here comes the point again, there are indeed hidden illegal human trafficking organizations in the country. "How did you buy those women?"
"There are so many ways to do this... You know, there are always some dark sides in the world that can satisfy your unknown desires, of course you have to be rich."
"Then can you tell us how to find these pathways?"
At this point, Jiang Lin was particularly forthright, "Of course, there are records in the notepad next to my bed. If you are interested, you can go to them."
The recorders raised their pens to record. Jiang Lin didn't care about the exposure of the dark world at all. In his eyes, the most important thing was his own "art".
"There is always a price to complete the most perfect work. In order to obtain greater benefits, I have to use the material to the end, so I created other sculptures and paintings, which is also impossible."
"You mean you made sculptures out of those girls' bodies?"
"Of course, not all the materials, some dirty parts don't deserve to be part of the artwork." Jiang Lin shrugged.
"...you are such a beast." The interrogator frowned. He found that Jiang Lin did not treat the murdered girls as equals, and kept calling them "materials." Became a higher sanctioner, enjoying the desperate pleading and cries of the prey.
"...This word is a bit too much, but I forgive your ignorance." Jiang Lin still had a condescending expression.
"Our investigation found that you brutally abused the girls before killing them, is that true?"
"I'm surprised that you guys found out... But I need to correct one thing, it's not me who killed them, but my muse, she must not have the heart to get life on my hands, isn't it so caring?" Jiang Lin said with emotion, "As for the abuse you mentioned, I don't deny it, after all, inspiration doesn't come easily."
"You mean you're actually enjoying the process?"
"I don't deny that..."
"Last question, did you ask someone to exorcise ghosts after you killed them?"
Jiang Lin nodded: "If it's a religious event, it did happen. It cost me a lot of money, but it's worth it to shut up those bitches."
The interrogator asked some more detailed questions, and Jiang Lin basically answered them truthfully. After all the questions were asked, two armed policemen came in and took Jiang Lin directly to the court. He brutally killed 110 people in the old house and other crime locations. Female, the youngest is only 14 years old, this crime is enough for him to die thousands of times.
Although there is the death penalty in China, there are not many people who commit crimes that result in the death penalty being executed immediately. This well-known philanthropist and artist in China is one of them, how ironic.
Jiang Lin never married a wife or had children in his life, and the court confiscated hundreds of millions of property under his name, part of which was donated to the Red Cross, and part of which was compensated to the victim's family.
After the conclusion of this extraordinarily serious criminal case, it caused a nationwide sensation. The serial murders in movies and TV dramas are not so perverted.All of Jiang Lin's works were recalled for inspection, and those who collected Jiang Lin's works at a high price regretted it even more.
Based on Jiang Lin's confession records, the police uncovered several underground human trafficking dens.
Jiang Lin is a seemingly sane lunatic. He doesn't feel remorse for what he has done, and he doesn't even feel afraid of his own death.
The cause of this huge serial murder case is that a weak evil spirit absorbs yang energy by creating nightmares to create gaps in people's hearts. It did not expect to encounter such an invisible psychopath like Jiang Lin.Not only was he not afraid, but seeing the bloody scenes in his dream was like opening a Pandora's box, and found the so-called creative inspiration.
He began to trap his prey back, and abused them until they were inhuman shape at home. After that, the female ghost absorbed the victim's yang energy and despair, and gradually became stronger.She evolved slowly and knew how to use some simple tricks, which made Jiang Lin even more obsessed.
When the "real-life model" of Jianglin's four-story attic was completed, the female ghost sent Jiang Lin away and practiced in the old house by herself. This body, which was killed by her every inch of skin, was full of resentment and was the best choice for the female ghost. Carrier, give her some more time and she will be able to manipulate this body and gain greater power, and the consequences will be unimaginable at that time.
Jiang Lin hired several masters at a high price, and sealed the souls of the victims who disturbed him in the sculptures of his works. If the bones do not go into the ground, these ghosts will be locked up by black chains and trapped in the house forever inside.
Not all capable people have joined the Yin-Yang world, and a large number of people value money more. They are very capable but only for their own use, just like this master who can seal the ghost through a talisman.
Jiang Lin is an out-and-out psychopath, and his madness just made the female ghost's cultivation possible, which can be described as a perfect match.
After this big incident, the Chengqi branch conducted a very strict internal audit, and sure enough, several inspectors who received bribes from Jiang Lin were found out. Just like what Jiang Lin said, although money is not everything, it is Can make a lot of frightening things possible.
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