Under Yang Zhiwen's continuous offensive, the safe was successfully opened. I saw a crack pop up from the inside to the outside of the safe, Yang Zhiwen grabbed the handle on the safe and gently pulled it out...

Well? Yang Zhiwen, who was trying to open the box, was stunned, this safe was even more difficult to open than he imagined. This time, he grabbed the handle firmly with both hands, put one foot on the wall, and the other foot stood firmly, and then pushed backwards.

Yang Zhiwen's face was already faintly red, the green tendons on his neck burst out, and he clenched his teeth hard..."Wow! ”

This time the safe made a sound between the metal rubbing, a high-pitched sound that irritated his ears. And, as the safe slowly opened, the decibel sound similar to scraping glass with a spoon became higher and higher, but fortunately, everything was valuable.

The safe was opened by him thirty or forty centimeters, and Yang Zhiwen put his head in and took a flashlight to shine inside.

The inside of the box is the same as the outside, full of black metallic texture. Yang Zhiwen hurriedly glanced at the contents of the safe and began to look around the room, his eyes were still so erratic but attentive.

"The murder weapon should be hidden in this room." One nodded to himself and said affirmatively. Then he hammered his hand against the wall, because he thought that only the right amount of pain would keep him calmer and clearer.

Rough but meticulous reasoning, spliced and intertwined by fragmented clues, those details in the mind are revealed one by one.

Once again, the reasoning begins.

"Hu~" Zhou Yang let out a long breath and slowly opened the box. The two big men behind him, although they said that their hands were on their waists and they were serious, they both leaned back slightly, and their faces showed the expression of a middle-aged aunt when she was constipated.

Fortunately, this creaking sound didn't last long.

"Hey!" While opening the box, Zhou Yang looked back at the two people by the way. "As long as you take the money, you will let my son go... Don't lie to me. When Zhou Yang said don't lie to me, his voice had changed from a previous pleading to a strong command.

Hearing this, the taller black man immediately replied, "What's wrong?" Not sure? Although he didn't make it clear that I would release him when I got the money, judging from his troubled expression, this is what it looks like.

"That's good, that's good..." Zhou Yang's voice changed to the same attitude as before, respectful and sincere, but he had a little wry smile on his face at this time, and then the smile became more and more exaggerated, tears swirling and swirling in his eyes, and finally overflowing.

He endured, he tried not to make a sound, not to twitch. He knew that he was no longer the little boy who was crying in the hospital with tears in his arms, hugging the doctor's thigh, and this time the choice was in his hands...

Of the two men behind him, one of the shorter men slowly walked up to him and gently patted him on the shoulder: "Hey, dude, I know this is comparative... It's hard to accept, but there's no way..."It seems that their gang is not so unkind.

"It's... Yes I, I know, it's too much... It surpassed the previous record of Liantang. Zhou Yang slowly took out a large white bag from the cabinet, and then handed it to the man next to him who had just comforted him.

The man touched the bag, and said slowly with a sad face: "It's because the amount is too big to let the family suspect it, so we have to... Make you disappear for a while..."

Zhou Yang twitched, his eyes were full of tears, and his cheeks involuntarily raised and smiled. He lowered his head and patted the man next to him on the shoulder, "It's not your fault, you... Everybody has everybody's got their own problems... No one wants to... No one will..."

Zhou Yang sniffed, "You know what I mean..."

"Yes, I know... It's not good at all. The short man next to him replied.

At this moment, the taller man was standing aside, watching them. This is his expression is different from the same as just now, and he also showed a little sympathy, but I don't know if he was cold or serious, he just stood aside, but he turned his head a little bit.

The atmosphere in the room is not as fierce as it was just now, nor is it warm and relaxed.

Some are just silent when they want to speak, unwilling but helpless hearts, and a little bit of conscience.

The silence lasted for a short time, and finally Zhou Yang forced the stalemate.

Zhou Yang took a deep breath and tried his best to relax his emotions. Finally, he slowly spoke: "If you are a man, you have to mature and grow up, sometimes if you are not ruthless, you can't do anything." Zhou Yang's hands were drawn back and forth, with an embarrassed and ridiculous expression and funny body movements, with such a sentence making people feel weird.

This pathetic father was using words to persuade the two men next to him to be ruthless, and then killed himself.

Zhou Yang added a sentence later: "Actually, I'm not a good person, not at all... Like—" He paused for a moment, and then went on, but he didn't continue the conversation that he had just done.

He pointed to the bag that had just been handed to the short man, "Credit cards, checks, bonds, all kinds of certificates and real estate deeds, everything but cash, all belongings, do you want to take a look?" ”

The tall man nodded, and the short man took the bag from Zhou Yang's hand and handed it to the tall man.

He opened the bag and saw that there were all kinds of dense securities credit cards**... Wait, he turned his back to the two of them, his back slightly propped up, and his head stared blankly at the chandelier on the ceiling.

The monotonous and cold light shone on his long horse face. His face didn't change much, except that his nostrils dilated and contracted under heavy breathing. The light is not strong but dazzling, but this person's eyes are swaying left and right, and he doesn't know where to look, the light is really bright.

The tiny pores on the epidermis are slightly opened, and the chest is slightly undulating. The tall man held this posture and finally spoke, "Get ready to do it, until then... We need one, a suicide note..."

The details in Yang Zhiwen's mind became clearer, and he followed one of them to Zhou Yang's desk, where a bland computer caught his attention on a wooden desk in a rather Western office style. Compared to the high-quality imitation artwork in this room, it is too ordinary and mediocre to be out of place.

And on the mahogany floor next to the wooden table, there is a black green trash can with a black plastic bag covered with some scraps of paper.

Yang Zhiwen immediately bent down to pick up the scraps of paper in the garbage basket, judging from the rough and simple lines on the scraps, it should be numbers.

Yang Zhiwen's cheeks were slightly retracted, his lower eyelids were slightly raised, he looked at the computer monitor that was slightly off the horizon, and muttered to himself. "Is there a boot password for the computer? Well, please don't tell me it's a suicide note. ”

Although he said that, Yang Zhiwen still had to turn on the computer and check it, in case there was really anything valuable, maybe. Judging from the scraps of paper, it is written with seven digits, while the safe is five digits, and the bank card password is six digits, and the password that needs to be opened in this room seems to be only a computer with a wooden table, which also makes Yang Zhiwen more convinced of his judgment.

He sat on the ground, arranging the scraps of paper one by one, which reminded him of the jigsaw puzzles he played in his spare time when he was in elementary school.

It's just that he has never completed a puzzle by himself, not that he doesn't have this ability, but because his family was poor when he was a child, and when he was halfway through the game, a group of young men would mess up his puzzle, and then throw it to the ground and kick it away, which is why there are often cases where the pieces of the puzzle can't be found, but this is not what makes Yang Zhiwen more depressed...

After the trouble, the bear children would gather around him with a sincere face, and then obediently bend down to pick up the puzzle pieces on the ground. Of course, you don't expect that they will honestly give you all the pieces, and after that, they will kindly and sincerely invite you to play police games with them, yes, you are the bad guy. Oh, words and deeds to extract confessions~

With the completion of the scrap of paper step by step, the memories once again influenced his reasoning, this time not with fear, but with deep self-reproach.

Every time he finds the teacher in the office, the teacher will ask him why they only bully you, and then arrest you from the office to the podium, and tell everyone about his so-called shortcomings, and become a bad boy in the mouth of other people's parents.

Of course, the teacher will not explicitly say that he is a bad child, and at the end of the criticism meeting, the teacher will beg for forgiveness in his name, begging for forgiveness that does not exist.

Yang Zhiwen on the podium, slightly bowed his head and looked down at the students in the lecture, facing the teacher's questioning, he didn't say a word on the podium, not because he couldn't speak, but when he was thinking.

Why do they bully me? He knew that those men who often came to her mother would bully him, and Yang Zhiwen also knew what was going on, and he had no choice but to accept it in the face of adults. But everyone is a child, is human nature good?

Yang Zhiwen in Zhou Yang's room exhaled with his nose out, making a rustling sound, and the last scrap of paper was slowly placed on the ground, and one of the scraps of paper with half of the characters written on them disappeared as always, of course, this is nothing.

Yang Zhiwen stood up from the ground, clapped his hands and walked to the wooden table next to him, propped his left hand on the table, and took out a flashlight from the left pocket of his jacket with his right hand.

Excluding the function keys, there are only W, A, S, D, J, K, H, Y, U, I, O and 2, 4, 5, 6, 7, 0, 9 on the keyboard, which means that these keys are used for a long time.

On the scrap of paper, the six digits are all numbers, so first exclude the possibility of letters, there are only 2, 4, 5, 6, 7, 0, 9 these numbers, while on the scrap of paper has been written, a number letter 2, two 0, 3 and 7, and a 5. Then there are only three numbers left: 4, 6, and 9.

Yang Siwen skillfully turned on the computer, after the familiar boot screen and boot music ended, he typed the six digits of the password on the scrap of paper on the keyboard, and then put the three numbers of 4, 6, and 9 into it, fortunately the password went in for the first time, and did not waste too much of his time, the number was 4.

AFTER ENTERING THESE NUMBERS 2003475 IN TURN, THE DESKTOP OF THE COMPUTER'S DISPLAY SCREEN APPEARED IN FRONT OF HIM, AND YANG ZHIWEN CLICKED ON THE *** FILE OF THE WINDOWS SYSTEM.

IN THE FAMILIAR WINDOWS*** FILE, THE TWO BLACKENED, BOLD AND BOLD SUICIDE NOTES ATTRACTED YANG ZHIWEN'S ATTENTION, AND AT THAT MOMENT, HIS THOUGHTS WERE LIKE SEAGULLS CIRCLING BACK AND FORTH ON THE MAGNIFICENT AND GENTLE SEA, SEARCHING, FORAGING, AND HUNTING IN THE WIDE SKY, IN ORDER TO FIND A REAL ANSWER.

In the small room, the incandescent lights began to flicker incessantly, and the chandeliers, which glowed with cold colors, began to flicker intermittently.

In the flickering light, the imitation paintings and sculptures in the room and the various crafts on the cabinets cast a shadow of mystery over his master.

"Hey! Don't be fussy. The tall man on the side stopped the short man's rude behavior of touching the chest of Venus with his broken arm, and the short man wiped his hands with his clothes, and his eyes glanced to the left with a casual embarrassed smile. Well, I know" Then the short man's gaze turned to the left, and at the same time, he inadvertently met Zhou Yang's gaze.

The two smiled at each other, revealing a smile that all men understand. I didn't think you had this kind of fetish, eh! There are also ~

Both of them pursed their lips, shrugged their shoulders slightly and spread their hands outward, making an undeniable expression. Then he followed the tall man in front of him and slowly came to Zhou Yang's desk.

The man waved his long arm with his right hand, pointed his slender index finger at the computer alone, and leaned his left hand on the table to prop up his whole body, and his fingers tapped the table in turn, making a clicking sound.

A cold, calm voice came from the direction of the tall man. "Now, we need a suicide note." He put his hands behind his back, leaned forward a step, and looked at Zhou Yang. "Is there anything you'd like to say? Write something..."

Zhou Yang nodded and walked in his direction. Because the table was relatively close to the wall, the tall man made way for him, and Zhou Yang squeezed through.

The short man looked at the two of them, but he was also bored, his eyes were on the shelves with crafts and figures, and his eyes moved to the next row with the shelves in the previous row, and when his eyes moved to the bottom row, his face showed again, an expression that a man understands.

A resolute Chinese face, with perverted twisted facial features, and the laughing muscles above the corners of his mouth are high and firm, because he found an airplane cup in the last row, and the style is the same as him~ The death Barbie powder that men love to exude commotion.

Just as he was about to walk over to the cabinet and bend down to take it, the tall man stopped him.

The short man looked back at him and asked with a puzzled look on his face, "What's wrong?" The tall man gave him a blank look, took a deep breath, and asked in a slightly trembling voice, "Do you know why I asked him to write a suicide note?" And I know what you're going to do, don't mess with me. The tall man looked at him in silence and said no more. Zhou Yang glanced at him, and then busied himself with his suicide note.

"Don't let the family conceive... Suspicious..."The short man's expression was dull, and he returned with a blank expression. For a while after that, it was a long silence for the tall man, but the words still had to be said.

"Hey! I say. The tall man shrunk his cheeks, a strange sound coming out of his mouth, and a hint of impatience on his face.

"Since you can't answer, then you can hear clearly, I don't want to repeat this simple thing a second time, and I will try to avoid teaming up with you in the future, so as not to disturb your interest." The tall man slapped the table with his left hand and pointed his finger at him with his right hand.

The short man stood there thoughtfully, and only vaguely remembered in his mind, I don't want to disturb your Yaxing. Then he nodded blankly and said blankly: "Okay! ”

The tall man who heard this gave him a blank look, how she wanted to be stunned at this moment, but he couldn't. He could only explain to him helplessly, and his voice trembled slightly.

"Listen, I'm serious. The role of the suicide note is nothing more than two points, one is to guide Zhou Yang for his future death, and the other is to find a reasonable explanation for his property transfer, even if they find something wrong, they can't do anything about the written property transfer, if anyone questions the authenticity of this suicide note, wait a minute, he will record a video to prove that he is sober and sane at the moment. So that when they ask, we can answer. ”

At this point, Zhou Yang's suicide note has also been written. The tall man walked over and patted Zhou Yang on the shoulder, and said to him: "Don't worry, when the time comes, we have a relationship with the people who will come to investigate, and no one will question your suicide note." Immediately, the paper with the computer password for the shoes was neatly torn to shreds and thrown into the garbage basket. He said silently in his heart: Hurry up and find out, there will be nothing to do soon.

Yang Zhiwen looked at the suicide note, and an imperceptible smile slipped on his face.

"It's too easy, it's not difficult at all!"