White Sands Island, 10 a.m.

After the typhoon, there were many dead branches and leaves covering the muddy dirt road, and only a mess remained.

A tall and mighty off-road car sped by, dragging long tire prints, splashing muddy water, and finally stopping on a dirt road.

Zhao Sanhua sat in the co-pilot, with her legs straight in front of the windshield at the front of the car, and reclining in an extremely comfortable position.

I took out a book from the storage box and flipped through it, looked at it, and after a while, I snored and covered my face.

Ning Qing opened the door of the main driver's seat and went straight to the trunk, which was stuffed with large paper money and incense and candle offerings.

took them out one by one, and then walked to the cemetery of Zhang Deman and his wife.

accompanied by Yu Wei.

Dig the pit, cover the soil, and place sacrifices.

After everything was done, Ning Qing knelt in front of Yang Fang's tomb, looking at the smoke from the red incense burning and wafting away, and bowed his head in contemplation.

Long

"You go back to the car first, and I'll talk to my mother."

"Hmm."

Yu Wei left obediently, leaving the time alone with her relatives to the other party.

Ning Qing stretched out his hand to caress the yellowed tombstone, and his pupils dilated.

"Mom."

"I've misunderstood you for so many years."

"I didn't know until now that you left that night to protect me and lure the bad guys away."

"It's ridiculous that Chu Xiaohe has always thought that you abandoned me, and he has always held a grudge against you and Ning Qing."

"It turns out that only Ning Qing is right."

......

On the road, off-road vehicles.

Ning Qing sat in the driver's seat with a silent face, and shook the fat man next to him awake: "It's time to go." ”

"Done?"

"Hmm."

"Then should I call you Ning Qing now—or Liu Yuan?"

"You got it?" Ning Qing turned her head to look at the fat man, her face surprised.

The fat man didn't care: "What's so difficult about this, when Ning Qing first found me and Yu Wei, I knew that he was a very attractive person."

But you're not, and while you're imitating a lot, some subtleties are far from the same.

You didn't show the slightest talent for drawing, nor did you show the slightest bit of excellent memory.

Sometimes, I don't even remember when I spent a sum of money in my card or bought anything. ”

Ning Qing lowered his head and thought for a while, and then said, "Ning Qing, I prefer this name, it is his death that makes me no longer confused." ”

"Alright! But I'm curious, what happened on the rooftop on the night Ning Qing died? ”

"I didn't kill him, he chose to commit suicide by jumping off the building."

"Then what did you two talk about, and why did Ning Qing do this again."

Ning Qing lowered his head and thought for a while: "When he found you and Yu Wei, he wanted you to hypnotize him, and then keep digging out the truth from twenty years ago. ”

"Yes." The fat man nodded.

"But when I met Ning Qing on the rooftop that day, his spirit was actually on the verge of collapse."

Hearing this, the fat man let out a long breath: "That's right, after all, he killed so many people, the 'Jiangmin Community Soul Restoration Case', the 'Neighbor Killing Case', and the 'Maple Leaf International Unfinished Building Incident', it is normal to have a mental breakdown after creating so many tragic cases." ”

Ning Qing answered: "Originally, when he found me, he wanted to kill me, but he found that his mental state was no longer enough to support his plan. ”

"So, he chose death and chose me to carry out the plan in his place."

......

The car drove away and left the island.

"On the night of the typhoon, you killed Zhang Guangsheng, and then let me and Yu Wei hypnotize you and lock you on the day of the 19th." Zhao Sanhua suddenly spoke: "What did you see?" ”

"I saw myself."

"A lot of different versions of yourself."

"Chu Xiaohe, who has always hated his mother, Wan Kun who is like his father, Ke Li and his wife who are like second-class dealers, Lin Yu who is like a gangster..."

"These selves, more or less, are shadows of the past."

When the conversation ended, the atmosphere fell silent again, except for the roar of engines and the sound of tires crushing the ground.

...

"I'm done." Zhao Sanhua closed the novel in his hand, "Do you know what the ending of this novel is?" ”

"I don't know." Ning Qing's answer was as concise as ever.

The fat man turned his head to look at Yu Wei in the back seat, and continued to ask, "What about you, Xiaowei, do you want to know?" ”

"I don't want to."

"Boring!" The fat man pouted: "Forget it, fat man, I'll read it to you kindly, who made me idle and panicked." ”

After the words fell, he read the last paragraph of the novel.

"After the unremitting efforts of the police, the felony Ning Qing was finally arrested in the 311 ward of Zhancheng; When the police arrived, Ning Qing was being held alone in a white ward by the hospital's doctors, and it was determined that Ning Qing, who had committed many crimes, had already gone insane. ”

"The recidivist was caught, and the ending of the four was happy, but I'm curious, who is this 'Ning Qing'? Also one of your many personalities? ”

"Wrong, he and I are both Ning Qing's personality, not mine."

"In this way, this is also part of your and Ning Qing's plan?"

"Hmm."

"Then what are you trying to hide?"

"Figure what? Nothing, we just want to catch the black hand who wrote this novel. ”

"Yes, what's the best picture, we are all small characters in other people's stories, and all the roads and all the things are arranged by others."

"It's just that why do they dominate!"

The fat man flipped the novel to the first side, and there was a line of inconspicuous pseudonyms in the lower right corner of the cover.

"A trick"