"Forehead ......"

Zhou Yan looked at this puzzle and was a little confused for a while.

Because the question is very ambiguous.

For example, it does not explain who the murderer is, why he killed the boss, motives, conditions, and other clues are not given.

Just asked...... The murderer's modus operandi.

And if you regard the [I] in the title as the murderer, then this question is very simple, after all, it is written very clearly, it is because of the prophetic email, which caused [I] to stab the boss to death with a knife in the middle of the night.

But this is clearly not the right answer.

Therefore, although the person who killed the murderer was [me], the real instigator behind the scenes was someone else.

Don't even think about it, it must be the one who sent the prophetic email.

He used the prophetic email to convince me that what he said was true, and finally tricked me into killing my boss.

Then the question arises, how did this person behind the scenes do it?

His prophecy has really come true.

If it's a trivial matter, then there is still the possibility of operation, for example, he predicted that you would step on when you went out tomorrow, then he could go to your door overnight to bury...... That's easy to do.

But ball games, horse races, stocks, if these kinds of things can be manipulated, then this person is too powerful.

It's all so powerful, why are you still doing such a complicated thing, wouldn't it be nice to hire a few super killers and drag the dead out of the world and evaporate.

So...... Will the real murderer behind the scenes really prophesy?

Zhou Yan pistled his chin.

He didn't hesitate to answer all the previous questions, but he didn't find an idea for this question for a while.

In order to save time, Zhou Yan subconsciously stretched out his hand to the note next to him.

But suddenly, his hand hung in midair.

"Tsk, if you copy everything, will you be looked down upon by the group of guys in the book?" Zhou Yan pondered.

Then, he took his hand back.

"This kind of small problem, just rely on yourself......"

Zhou Yan crossed his fingers and placed them in front of his forehead, and pressed his two thumbs on his temples at the same time.

He didn't even know why he was making this move, but he just felt that when he was thinking, doing so would make it easier for him to immerse himself in the puzzle.

This seems to be a habit, but Zhou Yan doesn't know when he developed this habit.

Although he remembers the memories of his past life, social common sense, etc., but about himself, he has basically blurred all of them.

......

One second......

Two seconds......

Zhou Yan slowly closed his eyes.

When he was in the cell before, he had that feeling of 'flash of inspiration', and I remember that at that time, it was just the word "dust" mentioned in the notes.

Now, Zhou Yan seems to let himself think wholeheartedly as long as he poses this pose.

And that inspiration is as if it has been called......

A light passed through Zhou Yan's thoughts, just like the one drawn in many anime.

Third Second......

Zhou Yan opened his eyes.

He picked up the pen and wrote it directly below the title

【Screening Method】

These four words.

He didn't need to write more, because these four words were enough to prove that he had solved the puzzle.

"It's quite simple~" Zhou Yan said with a smile.

At this time, he could finally open the notes with confidence.

But now he is not plagiarizing, but in a posture that he has solved the puzzle, to see if the group of guys in the book are scratched their heads......

He had his pen ready, and if the group of people in the book couldn't solve the problem, he was going to write something in the notes and mock the group.

"Hey, hey, hey~"

He laughed.

And then......

[Yizi Heiqi: Group Hair]

Zhou Yan: "Forehead ......"

[Mustang is also dusty: This is a typical netting scam, right? 】

Zhou Yan: "Hiss ......"

[Xiaomen Xiaosheng: Cast a wide net, first select a large number of people, send three types of information A, B C and if A comes true, keep the people in Part A, continue to send 1 2 3 types of information, and then keep the same method. The last ones became the "lucky ones" who believed in the prophecy. In the end, he was just swallowed up by his own greed. 】

Zhou Yan: "No, I've only finished reading the question for a minute, okay, I thought of it so quickly?" ”

[I can't think of a name again: find a thousand people, 500 rounds A team wins, 500 rounds B team wins, wait for the result, find the right 500, 205 rounds C team wins, 250 D team wins, after the results come out, the 250 people feel that this is really a prophecy, and then they believe it]

"This Nima, you can't even think of a name, but how can you do this kind of puzzle so quickly!"

[Eternal rooter: This is what I want to say, very classic and old-fashioned, many gamblers are deceived in this way, in addition, he knows your work very well and can make judgments, and he wants you to kill the boss, which means that he is likely to be a person in the company]

"Gotta get it, even the candidates for the real culprit behind the scenes have been listed, and then let you talk more, I guess the case has been closed for others."

Zhou Yan was also very depressed, he buttoned the book and did the question with peace of mind.

...... In the whole body of thought, time flies very fast.

Gradually, the sun sets.

It wasn't until a beam of sunset shone on Zhou Yan's face that he finally got out of the mode of thinking and found that it was too late.

Turning her head, she looked at Lin Xi, and sure enough, she was still working.

"Uh...... It's not early, I'm off work. ”

He said.

"Hmm."

Lin Xi didn't raise his head, so he answered.

Zhou Yan naturally won't be polite, and now his task is to get all these extra points in three days, which is the biggest help to Lin Xi.

"Remember to eat ......"

As he left, he said.

"Hmm."

Lin Xi still responded so casually.

In fact, Zhou Yan wasn't sure if she really listened.

But he won't tell anything more, and all he can do now is not bother.

Push open the door......

Today's weather is nice, the setting sun has dyed the whole street in warm colors, it's the time to get off work, and the traffic is congested.

The first day of work passed like this.

Zhou Yan smiled and walked to the side of the road, ready to find a taxi.

Abruptly......

A white leaf gently smashed Zhou Yan's head, and then fell in front of him.

The leaves certainly can't be white.

So...... It was a letter......