Writer's Roots
The morning sun washed away the gloom of the night, and last night's heavy rain took something away in addition to leaving a mess......
Some details that only the police will be able to notice......
Gently putting down this morning's newspaper, he sat in a dressing gown on the huge window of his bedroom, looking up at the hustle and bustle outside.
- Everything went according to plan.
Fingers rubbing a coin, his head resting silently against the edge of the window, quietly feeling the temperature of the sun.
This is a good time, and it is also the time that Wen Yifan enjoys the most every day - except for the time to sleep, this is the only time he can empty all his thoughts and just sit there quietly.
But this kind of time is always short, especially at this time.
Turning over and walking down the windowsill, he slowly walked out of the bedroom and down to the first floor in a dark blue nightgown. It's a quarter past eight in the morning, and counting the time, the remaining two people should also wake up.
- You should have just the right amount of anticipation for the day.
And now, last night's expectation has become a reality.
Although this operation was a sudden action and did not go through too much planning, the effect caused after this was obviously beyond his expectations.
It's an interlocking game.
Yesterday, he just received a message from Liu Wenyu, and the content on it was very simple. It is nothing more than that through the comparison of the technical department, they have found the corresponding seafood supply market. And also found a lot of intriguing things there. After comparing the layout of the room with that of the victim of the female writer, he quickly came to the hint that the other party wanted to give him.
In this way, the password of the next layer will naturally be cracked.
What's more, after putting the deciphered code in front of him, it only took him ten minutes to find the trick between the lines. Although it is not certain that the other party means this, but if you can have a 60% certainty, it is worth taking a gamble.
Through the mutual testing in the past few days, he can almost understand that the other party's focus is not on this bunch of clumsy passwords - this is not challenging at all. For such a clever criminal, there is obviously something else different.
Because of this, even if you really miscalculate the steps, it will not affect the opponent's game at all, in other words, in this game of chess, the password is just a cover on the surface, what the other party really wants to do is the general!
So, last night's operation, after the brutal massacre of the entire apartment, he left a note at the scene.
On the note, there was a password hint at the next level—of course, that was his guess, but in the same format, it was written as a small poem.
In other words, it's imitation!
If it were someone else, what he would be thinking at the moment was that "killing the gangsters can not only eliminate the destabilizing factors, but also blame the password murderer", but it is clear that Wen Yifan is not a fool, and he will not treat the police as fools: through investigation, the police will definitely find out that this case was committed by another person, and even Yan Feng may suspect him in front of everyone. It seems to sound very bad for him, but this step is still being calculated.
And the most critical link of this chain is in the police meeting this afternoon.
At that point, everything will be back in control once again.
"It's really going well, everything seems to be acting according to the script, I'm afraid the teacher didn't expect it to go so smoothly!" Walking in slowly from the door, Wen Qingyu stretched his waist and sat on his lap.
"You...... Go down. Wen Yifan looked at Wen Qingyu who was sitting on top of him and rubbing around with a little headache - how could she get up so quickly when she had a rare time to relax?
"After all, I just finished the 'multi-person sport' yesterday, and I was excited all night, and it is normal to get up early in the morning!" Seeing that he didn't resist too much, she raised her feet more boldly, and the whole person lay on top of him, "Woo, I'm so tired~"
At this moment, she is wearing a big red bifurcated pajamas, her right leg is exposed, and a black tattoo is exposed on the outside, extending from the middle of her thigh to her ankle, the skin and flesh of her white thighs are extremely delicate, and even the cyan blood vessels below can be glimpsed a little if you look closely.
Turning his head slightly, he avoided Wen Qingyu's head, but he inadvertently caught a glimpse of this extremely large tattoo, and in a trance, he fell into deep thought.
INTERVIEWER I have the impression that this was a very serious injury.
Of course he remembered that day, the smell of chemicals was always so strong, and he was just an otaku who squatted in the laboratory every day to make inventions, why did he show a struggle far beyond others before he died?
- I don't understand.
But the consequences were serious, the cup of sulfuric acid was originally poured on him, but another person stood in front of him.
In exchange, she received severe burns to her entire thigh.
That rainy night, in order not to attract people's eyes, he could only hold Wen Qingyu, who had fainted, and returned home as quickly as possible - even she would tremble in pain in the face of the erosion of this chemical.
This was followed by surgery...... Bandaging...... Rehabilitation......
In the end, although it did not cause any lifelong damage to the thigh, the originally white right leg was like giving birth to some terrible skin disease, pimples, like a stone that had been eroded by rain for a hundred years.
After that, she threw away all the clothes that exposed her right leg, and it was on that day that he began to deliberately avoid her—not out of disgust, but not like guilt; The scar is like a mixture of bonds and estrangements, both alienating and cementing the bonds.
And all this is not because of the ugly scar - he has never been the one who is accidental. But obviously, Wen Qingyu misunderstood something. So one day, a team of extremely clever tattoo artists took $800,000 and spent a year designing a beautiful black tattoo that perfectly covered the scar.
The tattoo had both the angel's wings and the scythe of death, and in it, with iron chains wrapped around the flowers, and poisonous snakes infesting the apples...... Everything seemed so chaotic, yet as delicate and beautiful as the codes that made up the world.
The original thoughts almost flooded into his mind, and his slender fingers gently ran over the skin as rough as a toad, and he let out a long sigh and said nothing.
"What is the status of this scar in your heart?" Wen Qingyu felt the temperature transmitted by his fingertips, and just sat quietly next to him, feeling the warmth of the sun, "After so long, do you still mind after all?" ”
"I never mind a person's appearance, Qingyu." Slowly arranging her slightly messy gray hair, he said calmly, "As for what the future holds, I'm sorry, I've never thought about this kind of question - it's not an answer to me at all. Because I don't have a future, I don't know when I'm going to die or what kind of variables will happen. That's why you want me to promise the future, and I can't. ”
"What is the future, is it so important?" Turning around suddenly, she sneered: "Teacher, the future is obviously in front of you, why do you deny its existence?" ”
"Water without roots, what future do you talk about?"
"Then find your roots, wouldn't it?" Gently brushing her white hair behind her ears, she looked directly into Wen Yifan's eyes, "Including my roots, including everything that was before—those things that you have forgotten and don't want to remember." With the teacher's ability, I'm afraid it should be very simple if you want to investigate clearly! ”
"Since someone has deliberately erased my memory, he must have his own reasons. I don't think I'm capable of exploring this kind of thing now, so I don't take the liberty of reminiscing about the past. Wen Yifan patted her on the shoulder and said, "Because of this, this matter has always been a big problem in my heart, and if this matter is not solved, my future will always be unknown." It's a pity that I don't have an absolutely safe guarantee to solve this matter. ”
"You're a coward, teacher, no matter how powerful you are in the outside world, you never have the courage to face all this in front of me." Tearing the skirt around her right leg, she looked at the tattoo and couldn't help but chuckle, "The teacher doesn't even have the courage to face this scar and connect with my feelings?" ”
His eyes deliberately avoided her eyes, and Wen Yifan at this moment was deliberately avoiding looking at others.
Obviously, this small action can't escape Wen Qingyu's eyes at all.
"So, are you still a monster with no past? Even his original name, even his parents don't know who it is. There was a slight choking in his voice, "The teacher is really willing...... To be such a person? ”
"It's not willing, it's waiting for an opportunity." Wen Yifan shook his head, "I'm waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity that will enable me to lay a safe retreat for my actions." Ironically, I've always been keen to control everything about others, but I can't even control half of my own past. ”
"Okay, since that's the case, then the teacher waits for the opportunity, and I wait for the teacher." The cheek was close to his lips, and this time, he didn't dodge. Wen Qingyu closed his eyes, felt the temperature of his lips, and said softly: "It's just that it's not a good gentleman who makes a lady wait; I'll wait for you until you're twenty-four at most~"
"Oh?" Obviously intrigued, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "What if after the age of twenty-four, I still can't find the root cause?" ”
"Hmph, then I'll kill myself, no one cares anyway!" Snorted angrily, she stuck out her tongue and said with a smile: "Although I fainted in pain that day, I can still feel that the teacher is trembling in a trance~ Although the rain is very cold, it won't freeze like that!" So, if the beloved student dies in front of him...... Tut-tut! ”
- I'm afraid you'll kill me before then!
Sighing helplessly, he smiled and said, "Okay, if Qing Yu dies, I may make you the most perfect specimen in the world." ”
"Hey, hey, then I'm going to cut my wrists and commit suicide, so that I can help the teacher!" Returning to that bad character again, she pinched Wen Yifan's left cheek fiercely, ignoring the latter's resistant expression, and laughed: "That's right, teacher, don't be scared by my performance yesterday~ I was so excited at that time that I was a little open-mouthed, in fact, I actually still like a lively teacher, hehehehehe~"
- Why do you feel like you've been deceived by the emotional card?
Feeling the slight loneliness hidden under her laughter, Wen Yifan slowly turned his back and looked at the city that was waking up.
- But I was willing to be deceived.