A fountain pen carved with a few strange patterns fell, and the tip of the pen slowly swiped across the paper, bringing out a graceful blue-black curve, which was smooth and even, showing the extremely steady stroke of the pen holder.

This curve slowly passes through countless identical curves, and those lines are chaotic but not chaotic, and from a distance, it suddenly looks like a maze of carefully arranged, as if it contains a magical law.

Raising the pen and quietly buttoning the cap, Wen Yifan looked at the A4 paper full of names in front of him and fell into deep thought.

Names such as "Yan Feng" and "Jiang Xiaoyu" are written in Song style, and each name has many curves stretching out to connect other names, and the curves mark a few points of attention.

This is a diagram of the relationship between the people.

Now, the whole chess game has just reached the middle game, but each of the chess pieces has established some connection with it, and more than eighty percent of the chess pieces, the grid they may reach next, have already been completely controlled by themselves.

But there was only one exception.

Looking at this complex chart of character relationships, the two words that are completely out of the line and just stay quietly in the corner of their mouths seem to be hermits who don't care about the world, but they contain absolutely terrifying lethality.

Only this chess piece, he could not touch or interfere with.

"Detective"

- It's not so much a chess piece, but another good chess player!

He smiled bitterly, but there was a look of anticipation in his eyes - this chessboard had been empty for many years, and as the only chess player, he had already become empty and bored except for a little fiddling with the chess pieces when he was idle and bored.

And now, another chess player has appeared, although he has no way of knowing the opponent's character, the opponent's information, and even the progress of the opponent's intelligence, but he understands that he and the "detective", one of them must die in this game of chess.

And he has self-confidence, this person is not himself.

Slowly scribbling off the word "detective", his gaze returned to the intricate names of people, and in a moment he found the name—

"Xiang Haisheng"

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and the pen fell slowly again, precisely behind "Xiang Haisheng", and drew an end.

Professor Xiang, your life is coming to an end.

Putting away the pen and paper, he turned his head and looked out the window - the pouring rain on the horizon had long stopped, and although no rainbow had fallen after the rain, the thick dark clouds had disappeared a little at the moment.

"The teacher seems to be very confident!" Wen Qingyu's voice came from behind him, this voice was still so pleasant, with a hint of naughtiness, which was a good performance.

"Qing Yu said something strange!" Wen Yifan chuckled, "Mo Fei, have you seen me scared?" ”

Looking at the man in front of him again, Wen Qingyu had to admit that no matter what happened, he always looked like he could control the overall situation, even in the most troublesome situation, he did not show the slightest panic, it was precisely because of this that he always seemed so secure when he stayed by his side.

- Perhaps, only by staying by his side can you sleep peacefully......

Thinking of Fang Cai's kiss, she couldn't help but blush, so she hurriedly turned sideways, and then continued: "But such an invincible teacher seems to have made some mistakes just now!" ”

"Oh? How so? Wen Yifan looked at her with a curious smile, like an experienced old teacher helping a childish student answer questions, looking so patient and friendly.

"When Fang Cai came to Haisheng, the teacher seemed to be smart but was mistaken by being smart!" Wen Qingyu slowly walked down the stairs and said with a smile: "Compared to the teacher, he also noticed his relaxed micro-expression, so he said those words 'In order to let me fall into the game of a thousand layers, so that it is possible to expose the original form you think I should have', isn't it?" ”

"So, where do you think my mistake was?" Wen Yifan got up and asked with interest.

"According to the teacher's thinking, it should be thought that Xiang Haisheng threw a thousand-layer game about 'whether there is a deployment' to test it, so in order to solve this temptation perfectly, and then control the situation, the teacher made this answer, all this seems to be very reasonable, but ......" The tone revealed a little naughty, she jumped slightly, walked down the last stairs, and then said with a smile: "Then if this thousand-layer game does not actually exist, Are these conjectures just a misjudgment made by the teacher by overestimating Xiang Haisheng? ”

"In other words, that micro-expression is not a temptation at all, but a real mistake by Xiang Haisheng, and then the teacher's series of thoughts are just complicated by the problem."

"Go on." The smile on Wen Yifan's face became more and more intense, it was a different kind of brilliance.

"In my opinion, although at that time, Xiang Haisheng was indeed pressing step by step, constantly giving temptations and hints, so that relaxed micro-expression is indeed easy for people to interpret as another temptation."

Obviously, the teacher did fall into this trap, and the next second he began to think about the best solution. Therefore, he ignored his other action......" Speaking of this, Wen Qingyu suddenly showed a strange smile: "After he relaxed this time, he suddenly appeared with a tense body, but it was obvious that the teacher at that time was in thinking, and his eyes had already drifted elsewhere, so he couldn't notice this micro-expression. ”

This may be seen as: Xiang Haisheng subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the teacher's answer, and then suddenly realized that he had exposed his inner fear, so he suddenly became nervous again, and there is only one possibility of causing this situation, that is, he actually did not deploy the police.

"Have you ever thought that this could also be a condition of interference set by him?" Wen Yifan gently held his cheek with his right hand and said with a smile.

"Of course, this is indeed the case, but in his subsequent performance, this situation was also denied, obviously, the teacher also noticed this, but because of his childish competitiveness, he has not admitted it~" Wen Qingyu's smile gradually became presumptuous, "Ah~ The teacher's shy appearance is also very cute~"

"Go on, I'd like to hear Qing Yu's thoughts, too." Wen Yifan was not annoyed, just patted her head lightly and said with a smile.

"Then I'll go on!" Nodding contentedly, Wen Qingyu sat up straight, and continued: "After that, the teacher successfully broke through his last psychological defense, so that Xiang Haisheng completely exposed his fear at that moment, which made him flee in the wilderness, didn't it?" ”

"Exactly, what does this mean?"

This also means that Xiang Haisheng did not deploy police forces outside, because if he really deployed, he would not be afraid of death at all; It also means that the teacher at that time could have killed him. ”

Wen Qingyu stared at him with burning eyes, as if noticing the firmness in the girl's eyes, Wen Yifan smiled faintly.

"Very good reasoning, perfect explanation, in a sense, this is indeed my mistake!" Wen Yifan spread his hands and said, "Indeed, I considered this situation at the time, but out of some vigilance, I didn't listen to my instincts, but chose a more secure way - but now it seems that it was indeed my mistake." ”

"But do you know why I made such a mistake?" Wen Yifan replied with a smile: "That's because, whether he deploys police forces or not, I won't kill him here - that's not the way of death." ”

"If I kill him here, then regardless of the time of disposing of the body, we don't know if he has informed anyone else about his whereabouts of visiting my villa this time, and if he tells anyone else about his whereabouts this time, then that person is a big loophole in the plan," Wen Yifan paced slowly, "I never said that I was going to kill Xiang Haisheng in my usual way, and I admit that he did have a lot of annoying behaviors—such as recklessness, Rude or self-inflicted, but you can't deny that he's an adversary who can give me a little bit of fun, as evidenced by his ability to tie everything together. ”

"So, in order to give this toy its proper respect, I'm going to devise an interesting way for him to die, which is the Grim Reaper's Tolerance." A sneer slowly rose to his cheeks, "That's why, instead of choosing an option that seems more probable, I chose the safest option - I didn't plan to kill him now, or ......"

"The moment he walked through the door, there was no chance of him surviving." The slender fingers lightly tapped the green belt outside the window, and Wen Yifan said with a smile.

"Sure enough, the teacher is still so perfect." Wen Qingyu sat on the sofa with emotion.

"Actually, it's not, as you said, this time I did guess wrong-although there is no consequence, but Qingyu was able to find this, I am surprised." Fingers lightly touched his lips, and Wen Yifan muttered to himself: "If I am not there one day, maybe Qingyu can also inherit the ...... of 'writer'"

"What did you say?" Before he could finish speaking, Wen Qingyu's cold voice came, "Say it again." ”

“？” Wen Yifan looked at Wen Qingyu's angry appearance with a little surprise, and couldn't help laughing, "Qingyu, you ......"

"Never, never say such things again," Wen Qingyu said seriously word by word, "There will be no day, with the ability of the teacher, no one will be able to do this." ”

"But I'll be ...... man"

"Then you must be God!" The voice with a crying voice came, and when he heard the words, Wen Yifan was stunned, and in an instant, warmth came from his arms, "If you're not there, I don't know...... Can I survive......"

Wen Yifan was silent, looking at the girl in his arms who was trembling slightly, he finally sighed, gently stroked her back, and comforted: "I'm sorry, it's just that the recent successive pressures from all sides seem to have made me unable to remain rational." ”

"But as you say, I have to be God." Straightening up her slightly messy hair, Wen Yifan continued in a tone as if telling some obvious fact: "And God, will not be defeated." ”