In the slightly dim room with the light, Wen Yifan sat quietly on the sofa, his right leg crossed on his left leg, his fingers tapped on the armrest of the sofa, and his eyes stared at the sofa opposite, not knowing what he was thinking.

Suddenly, bursts of ethereal music sounded in the quiet room, and the soothing and gentle music came, and Wen Yifan slowly turned his head.

"She Was Calm", Mozart's music for Don Juan, a play he and Lorenzo da Ponte, was sung by Otavio. A slightly playful female voice came, and the girl tilted her head and showed a sweet smile: "I'm sorry~ Teacher, I'm late." ”

"It's just right, it's not too late," Wen Yifan smiled, "You always like this kind of romantic love classical music, and this hobby has never changed." ”

"Hee-hee, has the teacher heard of girls' romance?" Wen Qingyu took off his black wig with a smile, revealing a short white hair, "Just like a teacher likes tragedy, I also have my own unique hobby!" ”

After the prelude has passed, there is Otavio's inner monologue, shock and thought, like two intertwined silk threads, closely connected.

"Tragedies are different from comedies, they are like princes dressed up in generals, those people in black robes are not prosperous at all, but they exude a deadly sense of temptation and mystery, making people want to look through the thorny books with all their might, even if they get bruised all over their bodies," Wen Yifan chuckled: "Maybe this is where its fatal allure lies, and this also lays the foundation for my creative inspiration - the story of extreme sadness." ”

"Is this the reason why the teacher waited until the dust settled?" Wen Qingyu sat on the sofa, "When the dust settles, all the attractive stories will be a little tragic from a distance!" ”

"The heart attack technique is good," Wen Yifan looked at the girl sitting on the sofa opposite, just smiled, and did not answer positively, "It's just that some foreshadowing is missing, which causes your little tricks to be too easy to expose, which made Zhang Yu discover your idea and fight against you." ”

"But that's the fun, isn't it?" Wen Qingyu replied, "Watching those people who think they are smart are busy trying to bring down everything about you, and even set this matter as a lifelong goal - in the name of justice. ”

"So you start looking at the struggling people with interest, laying out puzzles for them, guessing how they are going to get by, and then watching them think they're going to win step by step, crushing them at the last moment?" Wen Yifan took a sip of milk and chuckled: "Playing with the mentality of ants?" You're starting to turn into a monster. ”

Yes, the shift has begun...... Wen Qingyu looked at him quietly under the light, a little regretful but indescribable.

She was in a calm mood...... In fact, there are other translations.

"Qing Yu," Wen Yifan looked at her who was silent, and asked, "Can you tell me the opportunity for your transformation?" ”

My serenity comes from her serenity, which is her favorite translation.

My tranquility comes from his tranquility, and when he is happy, I am happy, and when he is sad, I am sad......

Wen Yifan just looked at her quietly at the moment and stopped talking. The mood of the performers drives the piece to a climax, and after that......

After the chords, the climax dissipates and the music calms down.

"Maybe it's just ...... Tired of being in the company of them! Under the quiet music, Wen Qingyu said with a soft smile.

If he has no heart, I have no heart.

As if seeing the state of mind of the person opposite, Wen Yifan did not speak, deception is the art of language, and it is the skill of communication.

"If a person who is extraordinary becomes tired of his extraordinary, then his beauty will begin to show." got up and patted her on the shoulder, Wen Yifan said.

And how do you know that the extraordinary are tired of the extraordinary?

"Dig deep at your foothold, and there will be spring water gushing out," Wen Qingyu said slowly, "Teacher—don't be an ignorant person!" ”

Wen Yifan smiled softly when he heard this, Wen Qingyu also showed a sweet smile when he saw this, and both of them understood each other's intentions.

Tacit understanding is that silence is better than sound.

The music came to an abrupt end......

"Something's wrong." Slowly taking out the record, Wen Yifan looked at the text message on his mobile phone, it was sent by Liu Wenyu, and the content was very simple:

The perpetrator turned himself in!

………………

5 hours ago......

"Team Yan, this is the result of a recent investigation, one is an interpersonal interview with people in a nearby village, and the other is the confession of a witness to the 'Yunxiang Murderer' back then." Liu Wenyu trotted to Yan Feng's desk in a hurry and handed him two stacks of materials.

"Here, drink some water, gasp like this." Yan Feng took the information and handed Liu Wenyu a bottle of mineral water.

"Haha, I'm sorry, I came from outside." Liu Wenyu smiled embarrassedly, drank half a bottle of mineral water, and then relieved himself, and said: "We visited all the houses within a radius of five miles, conducted door-to-door investigations, including the interpersonal relationships and family backgrounds of each of them, and then compared them with the eyewitness reports of the 'Yunxiang Killer' back then, and finally went door-to-door to eliminate suspicions, and finally came up with these three suspects. ”

"Suspect No. 1 is called Yu Chengbing, his family lives in a small thatched hut two miles away from the scene of the crime, his father is disabled, mentally abnormal and paralyzed, at the time of the crime, he happened to go to the store in the town to buy some daily necessities for his father."

"He was a witness to the 'Yunxiang Killer' back then?" Yan Feng picked up the information and looked at it, "Ten years ago, he was only nine years old. ”

"No, he's not, but his father is," Liu Wenyu replied, "At that time, his father was scared of mental problems after witnessing it, and when he got home, he went crazy, and then he hit the back of his neck in an accident, and then he was paralyzed, and Yu Chengbing's mother then abandoned his father and remarried to the town, and sent a little living expenses every month, of course, far from enough for the father and son." ”

"It's not a good family," Yan Feng nodded, "Since the witnesses at that time were all paralyzed, why did you put him on the list of suspects?" ”

"Teacher Wen told me a theory, called second-level acquaintance, which is a variable that he made up at random when he was studying social psychology," Liu Wenyu smiled, "Second-level acquaintance refers to the fact that A has some understanding of B through B's dictation, and this is called second-level acquaintance." ”

"So I thought that if my father inadvertently revealed some details when he went crazy and caused the crime to be heard by someone with a heart, maybe it should be explained," Liu Wenyu continued, "And don't you also teach us not to give up even the slightest connection!" ”

"It's pretty fast," Yan Feng nodded in approval, "And then?" Who else? ”

"The second suspect is called Liu Haibo, and when the crime occurred, he said that he was just out of the village and going out for a walk, but he ......"

"But no one goes out for a walk near lunch," Yan Feng added, "what is his family situation?" ”

"I have a son who is in college and has a wife at home, but I had a big fight with him because of an affair before, and now I am angry and go back to my parents' house and am getting a divorce," Liu Wenyu replied, "His explanation is that it was just his brother's daughter-in-law, who was drunk that day, and his sister-in-law just sent him to the hotel, and nothing happened at all." ”

"Sent to the hotel without being sent home, he can really talk nonsense," Xu Wenxin chuckled, "Now he is hiding in the detention center, outside the detention center, his brother is guarding the door of the detention center with a bamboo pole, threatening to break his dog's legs, so scared that this guy starts to make all kinds of nonsense, trying to stay in the detention center for a while, I see that he is cowardly, and he can't do this kind of thing." ”

"This is also an eyewitness back then?" Yan Feng asked, "Tell the comrades in the detention center that they should take people away, and the detention center is not a place to seek revenge." ”

"Indeed, he liked to watch the excitement back then, and he vomited three times at the scene and still stood on tiptoe there, so the police officer who was in charge of stopping people at that time was very impressed with him," Liu Wenyu turned the last page, "The last person is called Huang Fugui, and he was in ...... at the time of the crime In the ......"

"It's prostituting." Xu Wenxin glanced at Liu Wenyu, "At that time, according to his words, there was a fire that came out, so he went to a small hair salon and sneaked away after a prostitution. ”

"And again, he was an eyewitness back then." Yan Feng lit a cigarette, "Good job, you ......"

"Ah——————" A sharp shout suddenly came from outside the door, seeing this, Liu Wenyu and Xu Wenxin hurriedly rushed out of the door, while Yan Feng reacted faster, he crossed the desk with his hand, picked up the pistol on the table, and rushed out first.

"Don't move!" Liu Wenyu took the lead in pulling out his gun and pointed at the man outside the door.

He was covered in blood, holding a sharp knife in his hand, and beside him, a security guard with his throat cut.

"I turn myself in," the man grinned and raised his two bloody hands, "I turn myself in!" ”

"Throw your knife away, hold your head in your hands, and crawl on the ground!" Yan Feng's unquestionable voice came.

"Hahaha, I'm going to turn myself in!" The man laughed wildly and continued to stab the body of the long-dead security guard with a knife, while laughing maniacally: "I want to ...... myself"

"Bang-" The deafening gunshot rang out, and Xu Wenxin's bullet pierced the man's right hand with the knife accurately, and he threw away the dagger in pain, while Liu Wenyu rushed forward with an arrow and knocked the man to the ground with a straight kick.

But the man seemed to be crazy, and in the next second, he reflexively grabbed Liu Wenyu's thigh and bit it hard, and his left hand was about to snatch the latter's gun!

"Bang-" Another gunshot rang out, and a bloody hole appeared in the center of the man's brow......

"I'll call an ambulance, you two, take care of him!" After Yan Feng handcuffed the man, he quickly dialed "120".