Chapter 80:

How easy is it to find a little girl through a painting? Anyone who has experienced the complexity of the Internet and the breadth of social media will certainly be deeply touched by this, not to mention Yu Yuntian also marked a name with a fine cursive character, Gina, in the lower right corner of the painting.
The private investigator found the most accurate one from the tens of thousands of information given by the search engine with little effort-Gina, a 13-year-old American girl, a patient with deep depression, five suicides, five suicides She was rescued by her parents who took good care of her. The last suicide was three months ago. She wrapped her shower curtain around her neck and prepared to hang herself ...
Her parents seemed to have collapsed in the hovering of life and death again and again, and there was no way but to pray to the gods for salvation. They invited a psychiatrist to the child and sent her to a special institution for convalescence, but it was useless. She was unwilling to communicate with anyone.
And three years ago, she behaved completely normal.
According to her parents, she suddenly became like this in the evening of a certain day. She came down from the school bus carrying her schoolbag and stood still for a long time at the door of her yard. She hadn't eaten dinner that day. Everyone thought she was just too tired. Just sleep. Such small children do not know how to worry, and they can heal themselves for at least a few hours after being entangled in sorrow.
But they all made a wrong guess, and it was ridiculously wrong. Gina, who was awake the next day, failed to recover from this trance. She slowly lost her ability to laugh, jump, learn, talk, and even survive. She gradually changed from a living person into a walking dead.
Her parents were tortured for this, but she couldn't figure out what she had experienced that day. She has been in class normally and has not suffered any harm, so inexplicably and suddenly, losing the courage to live. What can a 10-year-old child be hit to this point?
This question is burning the hearts of the parents every moment. If anyone can tell them the truth, they are willing to give everything for it. The most terrifying thing for parents is not that their children are in danger, but that you do n’t know anything when they encounter danger; because you do n’t know, you have no chance of saving.
Song Wennuan went through all the help posts posted by Gina's parents in one breath, feeling dull and painful. She edited an extremely long letter with trembling fingertips, sent it to their private mailbox, and sincerely wrote at the end: [I do n’t know what choice you will make, if you are willing to call the police, I can do All strength to help you. If you choose to be silent, I will remain silent. After all, Gina is in such a bad situation that she can't bear any harm. May God bless you, and Gina. 】
The email was sent successfully, but Song Wenneng closed the laptop and fell into a longer and more silent wait. After a night of tossing, her blood had already cooled, and she even had doubts about the "right choice" Van Gogh said. This letter was her last effort. If it sank, she would give up completely. No one can fight the world, and no one can change the world. The ambition that she had before resembled the savior is so ridiculous now.
Yu Yuntian must already know what she is doing? After all, she took so many pictures with great fanfare, and contacted the parents of several victims. However, he did not send text messages or call to inquire, detect, or even stop, showing that he was not in a hurry at all. It seems to him that all the efforts she has made now are equivalent to the dying struggle of the Joker jumping the beam.
Thinking of this, Song Nuan actually covered his face and laughed at himself. No wonder Yu Yuntian once said to her: "Your biggest shortcoming is recklessness. When you encounter things, you like to be brutish, so there will be no result."
It is really true to look at it now! Sure enough, she worked hard all the way, pretending to go forward justice, but knocked over the people. Where do those people actually need her help? They all wanted to be far away from her.
The private detective pulled out his cigarette case and exhorted: "Don't laugh, it's unpleasant. Smoking cigarettes is sober, you haven't slept all night."
Song Nuan lighted a cigarette and took a hard sip, saying lowly, "I am ridiculous?"
"No, you are cute." The private detective looked at her messy hair like a bird's nest and couldn't help smiling.
Song Nuan grinned, but his smile was uglier than crying. After smoking a cigarette, she lit another cigarette, seemingly preparing to anesthetize herself with nicotine, but at this time heard a rapid ringtone, a long list of numbers flashed on the screen of the mobile phone, from the United States.
The e-mail had just been sent for half an hour, and there was an impatient response there.
Song Wenneng held the phone, but did not have the courage to face it. Instead, the private investigator snatched the phone and turned on the hands-free.
A long string of English came out, and the speaker's voice was filled with a deep crying voice and inexplicable gratitude: "Hello, may I ask Miss Song? I am Catherine Baker, Gina's mother, I read your mail, After that, there was a long conversation with Gina. God, she cried! Can you imagine? After three years of silence, this was the first time she cried and cried in front of us! She finally responded to this world, She confessed, the things you told us are true, she confessed! "
Mrs. Baker couldn't help crying, so she had to stop to adjust her emotions. After more than ten seconds, she choked up again: "Miss Song, thank you, thank you so much! You brought us the answer we have been searching for for three years, you don't know this for us What it means! This is hope, this is salvation, this is the opportunity for a new life! Gina had a sincere long talk with us for the first time in three years, can you imagine? Before ten years old, she did n’t even know What happened to her, she didn't understand it until she took a sexual knowledge popularization class three years ago. Can you imagine her mood at the time? "
Song Wennuan finally recovered, and responded in fluent English: "I can! I can fully understand her mood. I also lived with Yu Yuntian for two years without consciousness. I understand the hindsight How terrible the feeling will be. Those unbearable experiences are like a shrapnel, slowly piercing into your heart, because there is no pain, so you do n’t understand the consequences of that. But when you finally understand it, you You will find that the shrapnel has instantly penetrated your heart chamber, torn your blood vessels, made you painful, made you desperate, but saved nothing. That is a more lethal impact than a long pain. "
Mrs. Baker's depressed cry came from the microphone: "Yes, yes, as you describe it. This bullet has been hanging over Gina's head, but she didn't hit her until that day. She had no way to go Faced, she collapsed all at once. God, my poor child, I did n’t even know anything ... "
Song Wenneng took the tissue from the private investigator and wiped the tears in the corner of his eyes while asking with a thick nasal voice: "So what are you going to do? Is it the police or ..."
Mrs. Baker's mood suddenly became very excited: "Of course it's the police. Do we have a second choice?"
"But Gina committed suicide only three months ago."
"I know, of course I know. It is already the worst case, what could be worse than this? Oh, yes, that is, Gina is dead, the murderer who can hurt her is still at large! We will never He will let him go, no! We have called the police, Miss Song. In fact, I called this phone just to ask you for help. The police officer is next to him, let him tell you. "
It was quickly replaced by a calm male voice over there, "Hey, Miss Song? I'm FBI agent Will Bucott. If you don't believe it, we can connect by video and I will show you my ID. "
Song Nuanwen quickly waved his hand: "No, let's just say that. What do you need me to do?" She couldn't believe Gina's parents would choose to call the police so quickly, why did she toss all night?
In a trance, she remembered the words of Van Gogh:
"It's enough to get it."
"I foresee it as a deadly arrow."
It turned out that it was really a lethal arrow, hit in one hit! Van Gogh is never wrong, so does this prove that he is right? Song Wenneng calmed down and tried to listen to what was over there.
Officer Burcot said cautiously: "Miss Song, according to our investigation, Yu Yuntian used to run a free class to teach children painting in the name of charity while studying in the United States, and Gina was violated during this period. He studied In five years, this class has been in operation for five years, and the number of children enrolled has not yet been counted, but it is certainly not small. So we have reason to believe that victims like Gina are by no means unique. Significantly, our FBI has taken over this case, but the biggest difficulty we have encountered is that Yu Yuntian is in China, we are inconvenient to arrest, if the information is leaked, we are worried that he will escape to other countries. So Song Miss, we called to ask if there is any way you can let him leave China and go to the United States? "
Song Wenneng agreed without thinking: "Yes, I can let him go to America."
"Okay, thank you Song for your cooperation. Could you please send me the picture? That is very important evidence."
Song Wenwen firmly said: "I will send it to you personally, the consignment may not be very safe."
"If that's the case, it would be better. We will help you with all the travel procedures. God will bless your Miss Song, thank you!" Bucott returned the phone to Mrs. Baker, and the other party repeated Say thanks in a grateful voice. Mr. Baker also leaned over to the microphone, crying and saying "God bless you".
For them, this is the best blessing.
Song Wenneng hung up the phone and immediately packaged the oil paintings, and the private investigator had already purchased the plane ticket of the day according to the instructions of the FBI. Before leaving for the airport, Song Wenneng received a call from his cousin. He asked what happened, and learned that Gina had committed suicide five times in a row, so she warmly said: "I will go with you, I can provide that child Psychotherapy. "
"Really?" Song's warm eyes turned red instantly, and he said dumbly, "Cousin, your visit is the real salvation. Gina's parents will be more happy to see you than me. Great! Last night I thought I was not saved, but this morning I learned that there is a save, and there is a save in this world! I will book your ticket now and we will meet at the airport. "
Hanging up the phone call, Song Warm's feelings lasted for a long time, so he shook his hand and dialed a number, and he choked up when he opened his mouth.
"Well, I wish you a safe journey."
The gentle voice of the young man is the best soothing agent, instantly warming Song Nuan's heart that has fallen into a cold and dead. She burst into tears and said, "Why did they choose to be silent? Why didn't they stand up and fight for their children? Is it wrong that I was wrong, or were they wrong?" The question was like a thorn, making her like a throat.
Fangallo said calmly: "No one is wrong, it's just different concepts and customs. Our society lacks tolerance, so silence allows children to get more protection; they are open over there, so it is the mainstream idea to stand up and fight. The starting point on both sides is for children, and it cannot be said who is right or who is wrong. "
"I know, so I feel more sad. I'm so uncomfortable. Do you know? How much I hope to change this society, but I tried to understand last night that I can't do it. The power of a person is too small! "
"No, you are wrong." Fangallo said with a chuckle: "A person's power is not small. When you make yourself more tolerant, more peaceful, and more open-minded, the world will have one more. Peaceful, inclusive, open-minded. While you make yourself better, the world is getting better because you are part of it. When you pass on this belief, make more people better Now, the whole world will change accordingly. Now, do you still think your efforts are worthless? "
Song Wenneng had burst into tears unconsciously, desperately shook his head and said: "No, no, you are right, doing yourself is changing the world, I understand. Teacher Fan, thank you!"
"No need to be thankful, I knew at first glance that you were a brave person because your soul was glowing."
Song Warm laughed dumbly. Just because of this affirmation, she suffered all night of pain, frustration, self-doubt and self-negation, all of which became insignificant. After hanging up the phone, her heart was full of courage, called up the address book, and dialed the number that she had no face to face.
It seemed that she didn't want to communicate with her, but she was afraid that she would act unknowingly without any control. After a few hesitations, she answered the phone and asked impatiently, "What's wrong with you?"
"Brother, do you remember the sentence that Grandpa left us before he died?"
Brother Song was silent.
Song Warm said again: "He said: You must remember how much courage you have to succeed in the future. No matter what difficulties you face, the only thing you can do is to give me a head over, because you Surnamed Song. Brother, I remember this sentence from childhood to now, and I have never dared to forget it at any moment. Do you want Nini to stand on the world stage, do you know what she needs to have first? Protection is a pair of legs that can't be bent and a spine that can't be crushed. Brother, when you choose to give up, have you asked Nini's opinion? She broke her toes on the stage and can say nothing. Keeping up with the rhythm, how vulnerable do you think she is? "
Song Wenwen quickened his tone: "Brother, if you want to do something for Nini, then let Yu Yuntian go to the United States, and I promise not to do anything extra. Also, say sorry to Nini for me, I Did not protect her. "
"Are you okay? I'll hang up if it's okay." Brother Song ended the conversation recklessly.
Song Nuan held the cell phone, which was gradually cooling, with pain beyond words. When she fought for her family, all she got was their indifference and misunderstanding. This kind of feeling is not experienced once, you can never imagine the suffering.