When I went back to the front page, I found a dialog box popping up on the screen: The station you are logged in to has been temporarily closed.

The navy pressed the realm, gained fame and fortune, and disappeared.

Completely counted by Gao Cheng, it's just ...... It's so godly. I couldn't suppress the surging mood and knocked on the door of the cubicle, and I was a little uneasy after waiting for a few seconds, afraid that if he fell asleep, then I would really not be calm tonight, and I would be suffocated by so many thoughts and touches.

Finally, a shallow voice came from inside the door: "Come in." ”

When I opened the door, I saw that the room was dim, and only a wall lamp was lit at the head of the bed. Gao Cheng was half-leaning there, his fingertips lit a spark and rested on the bedside table next to him, while his notebook was placed aside, and he didn't sleep here all night. That's a real thing to see. As soon as I sighed in my heart, I heard him say, "The result is out." ”

I immediately took over excitedly: "Yes, you also saw it, the real water army appeared, and in just ten minutes, nearly 10,000 people replied to that post, and the station was blown up at once." Gao Cheng, the real purpose of Yan's return turned out to be ......" I swallowed, my heart beating violently, and my face was slightly red from excitement, "For that stage play on the weekend!" ”

Originally, the post was dull, and only occasionally a friend came out to brush the existence, and said a few boring words, when suddenly a voice came out: Do you know? The weekend's stage play is playing this case. When the reply appeared, several people were asking about the stage play almost simultaneously, and then swept through it like a tornado until the station closed.

Just thinking back to those dozens of minutes, I still feel shocked, and I feel very emotional: "Gao Cheng, how did you prophet this?" It's exactly the same as what you said.,You've already observed the details from the post and guessed that the Starlight Society is doing a ghost, right? "It's really hard not to be convinced of him, even if he has a bad temper, it can't erase his natural charm in this.

But when I looked at him with almost adoring eyes, he extinguished his cigarette and said indifferently: "I have no ability to predict, and the inferences I make are all things with a high probability of being extracted from the phenomenon. As for your final argument, it is pure speculation. ”

Slightly stunned, he asked, "Did you just read the forum and found out?" ”

"Wrong, the answer is after you walk in the door."

After a moment of silence, he realized what he meant, "Didn't you watch the computer refresh the forum before?" ”

"Are you crazy or am I crazy? Staying on the computer all night to brush such a broken forum? When you are full, it is enough to have you alone. ”

I was so red and white by him that I was setting up a trap before, so that I took the initiative to jump into the pit unconsciously. In his mouth, I became the one who was fed up. Unconvinced: "Then you haven't been awake all the time, don't say that you woke up when I knocked on the door, I won't believe it." "If he was asleep and I woke him up, it couldn't have been that attitude.

Gao Chengtu chuckled, "I was awake and didn't sleep, I was thinking about something, I didn't figure it out, but now I have figured it out." ”

I couldn't help but be drawn to his words, "What are you thinking?" About 'Tsubame Returns'? Do you have a new perspective? ”

Gao Cheng was silent, and under the dim light, Qing Liao's eyes were fixed on me, and I didn't know what he was looking at. It was so awkward to see that I changed the subject and asked, "What should we do?" Do you want to tell the police that 'Yan Returns' is operated by the Starlight Society? ”

"Who told you it was the Starlight Society?"

This time I was really stunned, "It's not ...... in that forum post"

"The topic leads to the stage play, is it they operating? The proposition is completely untenable. Think about how I ...... Prophetic? He seemed pleased with the word and used it without inconsistencies. After he reminded me to think about those twelve words, suddenly a message flashed in my mind, and I took two steps forward to him in amazement, "Is it in the wrong order?" ”

"Oh? Let's talk about it. ”

"You are rightly saying that the water army is pressing, fame and fortune, it means that the water army first poured into the forum, and after a certain extent, the real interest purpose was released, but I don't want anyone to take the lead, as soon as the water army entered, it was pointed to the stage play on the weekend, and then covered it with a swarming momentum, at this time, Yan returned and lost the opportunity, even if the purpose was revealed, the effect was not only discounted, but also may be ignored by friends, how can Yan return such an arrogant personality be tolerated? So in a fit of rage, he simply let the navy all press in, causing the station to be paralyzed and closed. ”

Gao Cheng patted the position on his side and said, "Sit down and continue!" Tell me why this Yan Gui's character is arrogant? ”

I didn't think much of it, I sat on the edge of the bed, staring straight into his dark eyes, as if there was a wise lamp in it, showing me the way. "Yan Huilai posted on the forum with two accounts, with rigorous words, clear goals, and step-by-step deductions, such a person must have a high self-esteem and pride in his academics, and it is precisely because of this that he is unwilling to be stolen by others for his hard work, so he simply broke up."

"Xia Zhu," Gao Cheng called my name softly after I finished speaking, and his deep voice lingered in his ears, "Do you find reasoning interesting and exciting?" I nodded honestly, as a painter, I must be calm in addition to inspiration, I think I am a person with strong self-control, but at the moment the excitement gene in my body is jumping wildly, especially when there is a new analysis, I will be eager to ask for an answer, so I asked, "Did I say it right just now?" ”

However, Gao Cheng said: "There is no right or wrong reasoning, because we are not personally involved, and the analysis is based on various information and details. The analysis you just made is a probability. ”

Translation of his words quickly in his mind: "You mean there is another chance?" ”

A smile appeared in Gao Cheng's eyes, "The brain is like a machine, the more it turns, the more flexible it becomes, and it is obviously reflected in you." The psychological analysis you make starts from the small scale of the details, ignoring the large area of existence. Yan's temperament may be really arrogant, but there are many reasons for the closure of the station, it can be the police cutting off the server to control the situation, it can be a hacker attack, or it can be ......" His smiling eyes showed a fine light, "Yan's return is in the old cloth obstacle." ”

It's the last one! Just by looking at his expression, it is clear that the last one is his answer.

This time, without waiting for me to ask, he explained himself: "A psychologist, if he presents psychological characteristics in a simple way, is only a beginner. Judging from the rigor of its posting, as well as the psychological hints that are being pushed between the lines, this person has been engaged in psychology and academia for at least five years, and even if such a person presents his psychological appeal to you, it is a kind of mask after covering up the edge. So the portrait I gave was also a blurred range. ”

I was deflated at once, which is equivalent to saying that all the analysis I just made was just the side that Yan Hui was willing to show to everyone.

Gao Cheng seemed to know my mentality, and stretched out his hand on my shoulder: "There is no need to be presumptuous, it is good for a beginner to be able to do this." His gaze shifted from his face to his shoulder, and his slender hand, knuckled and distinct, rested there very naturally, his fingertips hooking a strand of hair loose over his shoulder, and suddenly realizing that I was so close to him, and that I was still sitting on the side of his bed.

Suddenly he got up, and his hand slipped down...... From in front of me! A momentary touch, like an electric shock, froze and looked at him in a daze. There was a very rare look of astonishment on his face, his hands were in the air, his fingertips were slightly bent, and when he raised his eyes to look at him, I blushed and said, "That is too ...... It was too late and I went back to sleep. ”

But before he could take a step, the hand hanging by his side was buckled, he changed from lazy to sitting upright, looking up at my eyes slightly black and bright, imprinted with my figure, as if I was born in his eyes of a small person, blinking lightly, the figure did not disappear, but added a touch of bright color, and then the world became colorful, but the emotions in it were unpredictable.

The only thing I felt was – my heart was pounding. It's like there are thousands of troops stepping through my heart, and I am stepping on it with a bang.

"Xia Zhu," he read my name lightly, and he didn't speak for a long time, with a faint smile on his lips, and his thin fingerprints seemed to rub against my wrist, before he asked in a shallow voice, "Do you want me to teach you how to draw shadows?" ”

I was slightly stunned, "Painting? ”

"The psychological portrait of a criminal through criminal psychology is usually abstract. You have a talent for refracting images on the spot, and you are also a painter, if you combine these three and use the brush to turn the abstract into the concrete, imagine what it would be like? ”

Breathing heavily, it was as if something was choking my throat, and I couldn't breathe, but there was a hint of longing draining in. Undoubtedly attracted by Takashiro's proposal, painting mental images is a field that I have never tried and never touched, and I couldn't help but lick my dry lips and ask, "Can I really do it?" Didn't you say that the image was nothing more than the rich imagination of my painter? ”

"Imagination is also a skill, and not every painter can have your talent, which is even more precious."

Precious! The first time I heard these two words from Gao Cheng's mouth, I felt a kind of joy that I had wings and flew to the sky, and I couldn't suppress the corners of my mouth from rising. Completely forgetting the parting thought just now, he sat back and looked at him expectantly and asked, "Tell me what I have to do...... Painting? The corners of his mouth seemed to be slightly hooked, and when he blinked and looked at it again, it seemed that I was delusional, and his dark eyes were still flat, "Painting is your specialty, and I don't need to bother to speak; The shadow is in your head, and even if I can read your behavior and language, it is impossible for me to think for you; What you're lacking is a way to equate the two. ”

I unconsciously leaned forward to ask what method to do, but at close range, the outline of Gao Cheng was three-dimensional and hazy under the yellow light above my head, and my eyebrows and eyes were clear. I couldn't help but lose my mind, I forgot the question on my lips, and stared at me in a daze.

"What are you looking at?" A low voice asked softly.

I replied honestly as if I had fallen into evil: "Look at you." ”

"Good-looking?"

Mo nodded his head, and heard him whisper: "Teach you to draw shadows, you can watch them every day." ”<