Jin Ke touched the smooth head: "Not to mention, this hairstyle is more than your previous head style." ”

"This is shaved by the black wolf, this is the most colorful stroke of my life, and I will rely on it to brag in the future."

Jin Ke sat down: "I don't know if the black wolf shaved your head now!" The latest news said that Zheng Miao was the real black wolf, Wen Shu asked us to find evidence, that is, the pile of things that we didn't have time to look at when we got it back yesterday, saying that it was to see if there were any clues that Zheng Miao was a black wolf in it. ”

Gao Xiaotian touched his bald head in surprise: "I'm going, this family!" ”

The two began to classify the pile of miscellaneous items, and the two oil paintings were placed in the corner of the wall, which were very eye-catching, and the special red triangle made Jin Ke suddenly think of the painting hanging in the living room of Zheng Guoming's house.

He was about to take a look, but was stopped by Gao Xiaotian: "Brother, look at this." ”

"I don't understand what this is." Jin Ke looked at the cheat sheet that looked like a biology note, and it seemed that there was also a chemistry one.

Gao Xiaotian smacked his lips: "This doesn't look like something from high school, right?" ”

"Come on, what else do you know about high school? Don't pretend, let's keep it and give it to you Sister Wen Shu to see. ”

Jin Ke put down his notebook and walked straight to the two paintings. Both paintings are isosceles right-angled triangles clinging to the edges of the canvas. The only difference is that one of the triangles is close to each other, while the other is two right-angled sides drawn directly to the edge of the canvas.

Jinke checked the special edges, and the red on this edge was not painted at all, and it was very neat. The direction of the brushstrokes in the picture is obviously half a pen's width near the edges. Jin Ke compared the edged brushstrokes with red paint in the two paintings, found the mystery, tried to put the two paintings together, and the brushstrokes matched.

"What is this, it won't tell us anything." Jin Ke stared at the painting in the corner, brushed the thoughts in his head, and remembered the painting in Zheng Guoming's house again.

"Brother, look at this." Gao Xiaotian was holding an iron box in his hand, and the iron box was swaying, indicating that there was something inside, but it was sealed with transparent glue on the outside, and the box said "Who am I".

"Find something to open."

Gao Xiaotian answered and went to find scissors.

Jin Ke turned on the computer and found the photos taken at Zheng Guoming's house at that time, and compared the brushstrokes on the edges of the canvas, Jin Ke was sure that the three paintings should have been completed at the same time, and they were a set of combined paintings. He put together these two small paintings, took a photo with his phone, and uploaded them to his computer.

As soon as the transmission was finished, Gao Xiaotian came back with scissors.

"Come on, help me merge this picture together."

"Piece of cake!" Gao Xiaotian only took two minutes to put the pictures together, and the two looked at the pictures on the computer, sweating coldly.

"That's the sign of the black wolf!" On the screen is a white sign on a red background - the word murder and the word "murder" overlap.

"It seems that the murderer may really be Zheng Miao." Jin Ke took the scissors in Gao Xiaotian's hand, quickly picked up the iron box, and divided the iron box by two.

When I opened the lid, it turned out to be Zheng Miao's notebook and an open letter.

The first sentence written in the notebook was, "To those who are looking for answers." ”

And the envelope also wrote a sentence: Please deal with it as soon as possible.

Half an hour later, Wen Shu and the police arrived at the "Rijin Doujin" store and took away all the evidence they had brought back from the rental house. Zheng Guoming and his wife, who were imprisoned, cried profusely after reading what their daughter left behind, and regretted it.

Everything was revealed in Zheng Miao's notes and open letters.

Saturday, fine

Once, I went to Lan Xinghai's house, his parents were not there, Lan Xinghai was wearing a mask, and there was a strong aroma of wine at home. Later I learned that he was brewing hemata wood with ether that his father had left at home to extract a special natural red dye.

Tuesday, cloudy

Lan Xinghai said that he wanted to design a logo for others, and I said casually and used the first letters of that person's name to design.

Sunday, fine

Lan Xinghai saw me tear up the report about the black wolf written by my mother one day, he said that he knew the whereabouts of the black wolf, and said that he was good friends with the black wolf, which meant that I could reveal the news to my mother, so that my mother could pay attention to me again, but he warned me not to tell others otherwise it would be fatal. I didn't believe it, he showed me the mark he had designed for the black wolf, and I was stunned, I believed him, and I did what he said. It worked really well, and my mom gave me a lot of money.

On Monday, it was cloudy

My dad only knows to give me money, so that he can use this money to rent a house outside, no longer have to be disciplined by his parents, and Lan Xinghai can paint in it with peace of mind.

Thursday, light rain

Lan Xinghai and I are basically brothers, he knows that I am gay and likes Hao Duanni, this is a secret between us, but he didn't tell me that he also likes Hao Duanni.

Saturday, heavy rain

One day, Hao Duanni and I went to the studio of the rental house, Lan Xinghai's painting was still there, Hao Duanni fell in love with the painting with a red triangle, and asked me to ask Lan Xinghai to ask for it, Lan Xinghai knew that we were very angry when we saw the painting, and knew that Hao Duanni wanted to give it even more, I didn't think so, and I stole the painting home while the person was not there, because I wrote a confession letter, and took this opportunity to insert it in the painting to confess to Hao Duanni. Lan Xinghai came back to get angry with me, in order to keep him from being angry with me, I prevaricated and said that it was Hao Duani who took the painting.

Sunday, cloudy

Hao Duanni had an accident, after I knew that the black wolf did it, I went to find Lan Xinghai, he happened to be not in the room, I looked at the diary he put in the drawer, and I really realized that he had a split personality, he was the black wolf. I was very scared, because he wrote, 'I only eat what I like, and I give them everything I don't like, and they call me a black wolf, but the wolf eats too little, and it doesn't look like me at all.' He's really eating people!

Monday, cloudy

He saw another side of himself, he decided to kill himself, and I ignored him.

Friday, fine

He wanted to stop, I didn't want to, and that's good now. I still have a lot of work to do, and I'm going to destroy what they're most proud of, and I'm going to make them repent.

Sunday, moderate rain

I am now a real black wolf, I hid Lan Xinghai's body in a rental house, my plan is to use his body for experiments, preparing for the second year of high school, and when I have time, I asked Zheng Guoming how to purify ether and stem cells, and I have to say that this is the only time he is willing to talk to me. Ether is used to knock people down, while Lan Xinghai's stem cells are used to cultivate meatloaf for perjury. My first target is the little ruffian Li Li, it is she who organizes people in society to bully and beat Lan Xinghai every day, it is she who creates the monster of the black wolf, if she is killed, it will be innocent.

Saturday, fine

I was wrong, this is a whirlpool, I don't know if the person who gave me the idea at that time was Lan Xinghai, or the black wolf, I can only continue to kill people, my mother can continue to pay attention to me, and now she has completely only focused on the black wolf, not me, I regret it, I want to end all this. Mom, I want to go back to the way before.

Open Letter: Dad, you'd better deal with it quickly. I am doing stem cell culture in your laboratory at home, and you once took the wrong frozen stem cell test tube to the company, which was Lan Xinghai's stem cells, and you cultivated him into an artificial meat patty.

Seeing this, Wen Shu thought of the balcony and the red liquid displayed in the artificial meat in the burger she ate, she covered her mouth and ran to the toilet to vomit.

After this matter was made public, Guoquan Biology was quickly sealed, Wen Shu revised the manuscript written before overnight again, it seems that Jia Zhengjing is right, things are not as simple as imagined, if the most real results are not investigated, then what was written before is a slap in the face.

Wen Shu knows that if you want to be a good feature reporter, you must have a benchmark in your heart, know what the highest standards left by the outstanding predecessors in this industry are, and then start by imitating the style. And the benchmark in her heart is her father Wen Junting.

From the time she entered Jincheng Daily and Sister Na began to explain how she was a feature reporter, she watched the classic features published by her father. She knew that if she wanted to write something good, she would have to work hard, so whenever she had free time, she would go to her father's study, find out those manuscripts that had been sealed for a long time, type them out on the computer word by word, and then compare what she wrote to find out the gaps. She knows that there is no shortcut to feature writing for a newcomer, but if she has to find the easiest way to get to the top, this may be the only way.

It is precisely because of these efforts that she was able to retain the initial fans with the first draft, but she understands that her skills are just the surface of the skin, and if she wants to learn the essence of the inside, she needs to find the intention in the text, master it, learn it and use it.

The so-called imagery is the counterpart of subjective emotions found in the objective world, which is like the handle of her writing, with this handle, she can grasp it firmly, and the things she writes can present a superior level.

However, after thinking about it for a long time, and having a deep understanding of the social operating rules and human factors behind the news events, can we find its counterpart in the real world. Such a thing can only be perceived, it is like a line that keeps appearing in the writing. It's the rhythm controller and the spotlight of her writing, it's something that sublimates emotions and draws readers to read on.

Because things were beyond her original understanding, Wen Shu decided to rewrite the manuscript, she sifted through the original information, rearranged the key stories and details, background and information on the interview recordings and interview books, and then thought of a logical line, on this basis, to build a framework and classify the materials and fill them in.