Cog: "Is the real name of the hammer called Zhang Guangbei?" ”

Zhuang Xie typed out a line of words, although it was in the style of a question sentence, but it ended with a full stop of the expression.

Clay Sculpture: "Yes." ”

Cog: "Is Zhang Guangbei dead?" ”

This time, the other party did not reply immediately, and hesitated for a while.

Clay Sculpture: "Yes." ”

Cog: "Alright, let's talk about the deal." ”

This time it was Hu Yan's turn on the other side to be puzzled.

Clay sculpture: "That's it?" Nothing else? ”

Hu Yan felt that the gear on the other side of the chat box was a person who didn't play according to the routine at all.

Cog: "Nothing else." ”

Clay sculpture: "You have a grudge against Zhang Guangbei?" ”

Cog: "No hatred, just confirming something." ”

Zhuang Xie didn't say anything in the second half of the sentence, although Zhang Guangbei himself may not think so.

Cog: "Do you know why I'm looking for you?" ”

Clay Sculpture: "I don't know, but I know you're going to be able to come up with what I need, because I have what you need." ”

If the chat records of the two are taken by others to see, they must be in a fog, and they can't understand what dumb riddles the two are playing at all.

But in fact, this is the process of the two testing each other.

Zhuang Xie directly called Hu Yan's real name, which is equivalent to telling her, I know your information.

Directly blow up Hu Yan who does not respond to diving, and take the lead.

Asking Zhang Guangbei's situation, in addition to re-verifying the conjecture, is also a hint that Zhuang Xie wants to constantly strengthen in Hu Yan's heart: I am not cheating you, I do know what you have done, I also know your predicament, and similarly, maybe I also have the ability to help you solve your predicament.

From the very beginning, Zhuang Xie tried to seize the initiative of communication between the two sides through various means.

However, Hu Yan, whom Zhuang Xie encountered, was far above him in terms of attainments in psychology, directly ignoring the psychological hints and pressure he exerted, and hit the crux of the problem: it was you who took the initiative to find me, and you asked for something.

In a word, erase the sense of control and oppression that Zhuang Xie worked hard to create.

Zhuang Xie pursed his lips.

After he learned Hu Yan's identity from Wu Yuhe, he quickly recognized that the clay sculpture was the woman who had a relationship with him and used to be Cheng Najing's elective teacher.

After some investigation, Zhuang Xie naturally learned through the information collected that Hu Yan had a master's degree in psychology.

However, despite the suspicion of the class having an axe, he still tried to see if he could grasp the initiative through words.

It doesn't hurt to fail, and it doesn't cost money anyway.

Clay sculpture: "Okay, let's get straight to the point." Say what you want,"

Hu Yan is anti-customer-oriented.

Zhuang Xie ignored the other party's clichés, and did not continue to fight with Hu Yan in the area she was good at, and directly threw Wang Bang.

Cog: "You're missing in the future, you've evaporated from the world." ”

Hu Yan fell silent again.

Long.

Clay Sculpture: "Dead?" ”

Cog: "Life and death are uncertain, it's hard to say." ”

Clay Sculpture: "What do you want?" ”

Cog: "Save someone." ”

Clay sculpture: "You're not afraid of death?" I'll follow the vine and find out who you are. ”

Cog: "If you're afraid, I won't contact you." ”

Clay sculpture: "Aren't you afraid that I will find your family?" ”

Cogears: "The whole family is dead." ”

Clay sculpture: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill the person you want to save?" ”

Cog: "She's dead to me, and you can't threaten me with an established fact." ”

Single-minded to the bottom.

This is Zhuang Xie's biggest chip and hole card.

I have nothing left to lose, and I don't want my life.

But as long as you need me, you need my intelligence.

Even if you're a vicious murderer, you have to bow your head.

Both were smart people and didn't mention anyone else in the chat group.

Because only Zhuang Xie came to her.

Clay Sculpture: "Okay, you win." ”

Hu Yan sent a picture to Zhuang Xie.

In the photo, Hu Yan was covered in blood, his body was also scarred, and his face was mixed with horror and shock.

A person was faintly seen lying on the ground, and the angle on the photo only saw the person on the ground with gray hair, and the white sweatshirt he was wearing was soaked in blood, as if he was wearing a dark red dress.

It was obviously shot with a high-definition camera, and the clarity was quite impressive, even the eyelashes on Hu Yan's eyes that widened in horror were visible.

Cog: "Why, just killing people is no longer enough to satisfy desires, and you need to take a selfie to share your happiness, right?" ”

Clay sculpture: "I didn't kill Zhang Guangbei, and I didn't take the photo." ”

Zhuang Xie leaned on his mobile phone and carefully identified the corpse on the ground, although he only had half a face, he could still vaguely identify it as Zhang Guangbei.

After all, his archives are still placed on Zhuang Xie's right hand now.

Cog: "Okay, so now it's time for me to take the blame for you, right?" ”

Clay Sculpture: "What I said is true!! ”

Cog: "I believe it." ”

Clay sculpture: "......"

Clay Sculpture: "Believe it or not." The dead body on the ground belonged to Zhang Guangbei, and the person who took my photo with a pinhole camera has a high chance of being the murderer. ”

Clay sculpture: "The most important thing is that I have come to my senses until now, and no police have come to arrest me, but through my own channels, I found out that Zhang Guangbei died suddenly at home accidentally.

Just when I thought I was dreaming, an anonymous email sent me this photo. ”

Cog: "That's right, the situation on my side is actually that Zhang Guangbei died of sudden death in an accident, but some police officers suspected that he killed him, and the case was not closed for a long time." ”

Clay Sculpture: "Who is it?" ”

Cog: "Oh Woo-hyuk." ”

Clay sculpture: "Starlight?? ”

Cog: "It's Oh Woo-hyuk, in my timeline, he's not a star yet." ”

Everything seems confusing, but it seems as if an invisible black hand is pulling the needle, allowing the members of the group to gradually connect, and then rolling them into the same vortex.

Clay sculpture: "So, you have to help me find out the truth about my disappearance, find out the details of this photo, the issue of Zhang Guangbei's death." It's your turn. ”

Zhuang Xie sent a photo of Cheng Najing, along with an address.

Cog: "At 19:00 on the evening of June 22, 2019, you are waiting on the road between Xinghe Plaza and Bailai Market, and you must stop Cheng Najing and prevent her from passing through that street." ”

Looking at the familiar face on that photo, Hu Yan's eyes widened.

Clay sculpture: "Are you Zhuang Xie?" ”

Zhuang Xie was silent, he knew that once he spoke, Hu Yan would definitely know his true identity.

According to his character, the reason why he took the trouble to confront and play back and forth with Hu Yan, who was suspected of being a murderer, was in a speech technique that he was not good at at all.

It can only show one thing, he is actually still afraid.

He was afraid that he would lose the only chance in front of him to save Cheng Najing.

But he didn't expect Hu Yan to guess his true identity so quickly.

Hu Yan can be said to be angry on the other side, the reason why he encountered these terrible things is not because he accidentally heard the name of the other party's student's boyfriend in Zhang Guangbei's mouth, and he couldn't bear it for a while?

As a result, I got here for a long time, and the gear, which is as slippery as an old coin, is that Zhuang Xie?

It's really a horse to get together!

Cog: "yes, what's wrong. ”

Clay Sculpture: "Go eat!" ”

Gear: "......"

Cog: "That's a bit too much. ”