Jun Hao looked at the letter in his hand. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The info envelope is the most common white envelope, and the seal is covered with fire paint, which seems to be sent by a person who likes ancient European culture.

The envelope was opened, and inside was a very flat folded letter paper. Spread out the letterhead, and there were three paragraphs written on it.

"Remember what day it is? Right! That's right. April 1 - April Fool's Day! So, no matter what is written on this letter, it will be considered a prank because of today's special day, right? Of course. Pranks can also come true. The 'Law of Expectation' tells us that when we have very strong expectations for something, what we expect will come true! So, if you hope this isn't a pointless prank, then the rest of the content may be extra interesting! ”

The opening paragraph had a mocking tone, which aroused Jun Hao's interest. Speculating whether it was a prank by some friends, he looked at the second paragraph of text with a little anticipation.

"If something happens, there must be a way for it to happen. Every effect has a cause. Vice versa. The first step is always the most critical step. However, when I start to do something, I will always be reckless, so that I will bury my sobriety and reason. Since it's a game, it can't be too simple, which will reduce the fun and difficulty of the game. If the first step is not perfect, then the second step will make up for it. This is followed by the third, fourth, and fifth steps...... You may ask me, what is the point of this game? Oh. My dear. Any 'thing' or 'thing' has a meaning. Existence is reasonable. Don't forget: every effect has a cause. Vice versa. ”

Obviously, this letter did not come from an April Fool's 'surprise' from a friend. Seeing the word 'game' in it, Jun Hao's nerves seemed to be stimulated by drugs, and the blood in the blood vessels of his body rushed up, and his heartbeat accelerated. He suppressed the excitement and excitement in his heart, and looked at the last paragraph with great longing.

"Hate what? Nothing particularly nasty before. But for now, I guess it's human. There are all kinds of different people in this world, greedy, vain, cowardly, arrogant...... Of course, there are some humans who are good, but many more humans are so bad that the gods can't help but sigh. But sighing and stuff doesn't make sense. So, something needs to be done to make a difference. It's not just about revenge. That's right. It's a game. About death. About the time. Relate...... Mankind. So, if you want to save those terrible human beings, remember, don't lose to time. Because, there is only one chance. Don't miss the opportunity, and never miss it. Finally, dear Mr. Detective, let's guess a riddle on the inside of the envelope! ”

When I opened the envelope, I saw eleven lines of writing in a red pen in the middle.

"The lying child devoured the black heart and liver;"

"Selfish woman, who drank the wicked black blood;"

"Cowardly butcher, dead by the knife of fear;"

"Ugly souls have become biting dogs;"

"Messenger of Justice, shattered the false skull;"

"Stupid people, bite off the long tongue of nonsense;"

"The creator of public opinion, cut off the cold ten fingers;"

"Devout believers, who have given their soul and blood;"

"Servant of Satan, tasting delicious darkness;"

"Can the wise men of mankind catch up with death?"

“NEXT.......... GAME..........”

Clenching the letter paper, Jun Hao's breathing was unusually rapid and chaotic.

"What's wrong with you, sir?" Su Luo saw Jun Hao's abnormal complexion, and he couldn't help but step forward worriedly.

"Suro! When was this letter delivered? ”

Su Luo thought about it for a moment and said, "It should be after 7 o'clock." Because every morning at 7 o'clock, I check my mailbox. ”

"Is there anything special? For example, when you open the mailbox, is there anything different about the position of the letter, or around the mailbox? ”

Su Luo shook his head. Jun Hao couldn't wait for Su Luo to give him an answer, so he strode downstairs, and was about to go out to check the mailbox at the door. But when he opened the door, he bumped into a middle-aged man in a police uniform.

"Hello, I'm Detective Leicester from London's West End Police." The middle-aged man reported to his home, and without waiting for Jun Hao to agree, he walked into the door with a police officer.

"Is there a new commission from the police?" Jun Hao didn't immediately come forward to greet Lester, but pushed open the door and carefully checked the black mailbox next to the door. Leicester and the others could only stand inside the door, looking at their surroundings with a little embarrassment, and replied loudly: "No, it's not a commission. Mr. Jun Hao, we are here to hope that you will cooperate with our investigation. ”

"Cooperate with the investigation?" Jun Hao opened the mailbox and didn't find anything unusual, twisted his eyebrows and thought for a moment, then rushed to the house and shouted loudly upstairs: "Su Luo! Bring a roll of scotch tape down! Oh, by the way, in addition, prepare two cups of black tea and take these two police officers up for a short rest. He immediately turned to Lester and the others and smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Detective." I'll need a few minutes to confirm something, so I'll go upstairs and rest first, and I'll be over later. ”

Su Luo went downstairs after hearing this, and after Jun Hao took the scotch tape, he couldn't wait to come to the door again, tore a small strip of tape, opened the mailbox, carefully fitted it to the narrow entrance gap of the mailbox, and after a few minutes, slowly tore it down. Lifting the tape and looking closely into the sunlight, a few tiny fragments could be faintly visible.

*************

It's not the first time Leicester has come to JH'S. But he still didn't like the atmosphere of this private detective agency very much, just as he didn't like Jun Hao as a person.

The dim lighting, the cluttered animal and insect specimens on the surrounding walls, and the human torso model in the shadow of the corner of the wall are very uncomfortable. As for Jun Hao, he didn't know what he was busy with every time, sometimes excited, sometimes nervously fiddling with strange objects. Even once when he came here, Lester actually saw Jun Hao staring at the pupils of a dead man for a long time!

And what makes Lester most dissatisfied is that Jun Hao never seems to remember who he is.

"Mr. Detective, please take a moment. Mr. Jun Hao will come up in a moment. Su Luo smiled and brought black tea to the two of them, and greeted them politely.

Rice nodded and asked, "Has Mr. Jun Hao been to Rochester Prison recently?" Did anything special happen when you came back? ”

Su Luo thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Mr. Detective, for Mr. Jun Hao, if nothing special happens, it is very special, right?" You know, he thinks about strange events every day, and I can't imagine what it would be like if he stopped doing something I couldn't understand. ”

Lester nodded knowingly. Although there are not many times of cooperation, Jun Hao's personality and way of thinking are really very different from ordinary people. In some ways, he often looked more like a psychopath.

"Is there any new case commission?" Su Luo asked with a little curiosity, "If there is a new case, Mr. Jun Hao will definitely be very happy." ”

"It's not a case commission. It is to cooperate with the investigation. Lester explained: "There was a tragic incident at Rochester Prison on the 29th of last month. Thirty-one prisoners in prison died tragically in prison. Among the dead was a man named Jon Gailey. According to the prison visit records, at about 10 a.m. on the 28th, Mr. Jun Hao and Jones Irene of the Royal Prosecution Service met Jon Gailey. So, we wanted to ask Mr. Jun Hao to find out about the situation at that time......"

Before Lester could finish speaking, the door slammed open again.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Detectives. Wait a few more minutes. Just a few minutes! Jun Hao strode into the room, said hello to Lester and the others, and then rushed to the study again, and put a small piece of scotch tape under the microscope. Through the microscope, the tape was stained with black dry paint and dark red rust, with a small amount of bright red fragments mixed in.

“OK！ Sure enough......" Jun Hao took a deep breath.

――Is the sender really a woman?

"Mr. Jun Hao, if you can, I hope you will cooperate with us to do a simple investigation first. It only takes you a few questions to answer in a few minutes. Lester said with some displeasure, for fear that Jun Hao would suddenly run out of the door again.

But this time, Jun Hao sat directly in front of Lester.

"I'm sorry. I was a little anxious just now. Say, what's the problem? ”

Lester motioned for another officer sitting to his left to speak. The officer introduced himself: "I'm Constable Richie from the Western District Police Department, and I'm Agent Lester's assistant. Here's the thing. Mr. Jun Hao, you must have heard about the tragic incident that occurred in Rochester Prison on the 29th of last month. The Western Police Service cooperated with the investigation of the case at the request of the Kent County Police Service. I came here today to disturb me, and I hope to get your cooperation from Mr. Junhao. I hope you can briefly recall the meeting with Jon Galli at about 10 a.m. on the 28th. Would you like to be honest with you, what is the main purpose of your visit to Jon? Was there anything special about it throughout the visit? For example, did he say anything special? ”

"Jon?" Jun Hao pulled out a cigar from the humidor under the coffee table, and then slowly cut the top of the cigar with a thin blade. "I went to see him because I had always believed that Jon was not the real murderer of the murder that happened at White Cliffs. So, I hope to be able to convince him to tell the truth. "Jun Hao's cutting movements are slow and precise, and the cut of the cigar is perfect and smooth. Jun Hao handed one to Lester, Lester smiled and refused, and the police officer Rich also said that he would not smoke, so Jun Hao directly took the cigar in his mouth, picked up the lighter and lit it.

"I've heard of it." Lester watched Jun Hao's movements, "In that case, after Jon pleaded guilty in court, one of the jury members always insisted Jon's innocence. Presumably, that person is you. ”

Jun Hao nodded and said, "There are a lot of doubts in that case. Whether it is the motive of the crime or the modus operandi, Jon does not have the basic conditions to be a murderer. The skeleton of the corpse was intricately carved with patterns, Mayan and ancient Egyptian scripts as far as I could tell. Jon didn't know anything about it. What's more, if he was really the murderer, he could have thrown the body directly into the sea, and there was no need to bury her in the beach and wait for someone to find her. ”

"I agree with that." Richie interjected, "Since Jon is not the murderer, then why did he plead guilty in court?" ”

"Because it's threatened." A beautiful voice came from the door. Lester and the others looked towards the door, only to see a woman with blonde hair and black clothes, smiling and walking forward.

"Sorry to disturb you." Erin stepped forward with a smile, "Since it's Jon's case, I thought I might be able to help as well." ”