At 11:15 p.m. on December 5, a community in Seongsu

I, my name is Mu Yangquan, I am twenty-seven years old this year, single, and I am a feng shui master by profession, and ten years ago, I was a cadet of a police academy like the fat man, originally I thought I would become a police officer like the fat man, but a sudden incident completely changed the trajectory of my life, and all this has to start from the past.

At around 6:20 a.m. on October 14, 2008, a farmer who had gone up the mountain to cut firewood noticed the body of a middle-aged man in a long-abandoned Taoist temple on the mountain, and immediately reported the case to the local police.

This middle-aged man, the father who raised me, went blank in my mind when I received a call from the police.

Although according to the police, they tracked down the clues at the scene and failed to find any suspicious signs, and judging from my father's profession as a feng shui master, there could be no enemy, so the suspicion of homicide was directly ruled out, and from the autopsy report, the possibility of suicide by taking medicine was ruled out, and the final statutory report was that my father died of a sudden illness for unknown reasons.

I originally insisted on not dealing with my father's body, and I must investigate and find out, but my relatives at home persuaded me that the deceased was buried in peace, and in the end, according to the family's wishes, I hastily finished my father's funeral.

But I still don't believe in my heart that my father, who is usually healthy, will suddenly die of illness, let alone that the cause of the disease can't even be found, I firmly believe that it was the police investigation that made my father's death unclear, so I decisively applied to withdraw from school, trying to rely on my own strength to investigate the real cause of my father's death.

Before dropping out of school, the fat man, as my hair small, talked to me once, hoping that I would seriously consider my future carefully, but where could I take care of my future at that time, I only wanted a result, and categorically rejected the fat man's suggestion.

After dropping out of school, I went back to the Taoist temple where my father died, and I relied on the skills I learned in the police academy to try to restore the scene of the crime scene, but this Taoist temple had nothing but a clay sculpture of the Bodhisattva, I lived in that Taoist temple for three days, and finally only found a symbol at the foot of the mud Bodhisattva, this symbol is like two) "One up and one overlapped together, short on the top and long on the bottom, it looks like it was carved by a talent for a short time, I stayed for three days, found nothing, and finally had to go home, and that symbol, I really can't think of anything to do with my father's death.

It wasn't until a year later, when I cleaned up the relics retrieved from the police on the anniversary of my father's death, I found a worn-out piece of paper, this paper looked a little old, the whole paper was about the same size as the prescription drug list prescribed by the doctor on weekdays, and it was written in traditional Chinese words "realgar, lamp charcoal, agarwood, dodder seed, wooden box, Yuanzhi, spider" and other words, which looked more like a prescription, I didn't care about this prescription, after all, this handwriting was not left by my father, but when I was about to throw this paper away, I suddenly noticed that on the back corner of this paper, there was also an identical symbol that I had seen in Taoist temples.

My gut tells me that all this can't be a coincidence, and I venture to guess this"" Could the symbol have anything to do with my father's death?

So I took the piece of paper, and used various methods to find a lot of Chinese medicine doctors to ask, and the patients were always prescribed by the doctor after seeing a doctor, but I did pretend to be a patient after registration, and when I saw the doctor, I asked them to help me see the prescription in my hand, many people thought I was a neuropath, but no matter how I looked at me, in the end, all the doctors I looked for after reading this prescription said that they had been practicing medicine for many years, and they had never heard of such a prescription, and they didn't know what it was for.

I saw that what was written on this paper had nothing to do with the prescription, and I thought about it, whether it would be related to my father's profession as a feng shui master, but the feng shui master has always done his own thing, and sometimes he pretends to be mysterious, not to mention that he is not an insider, even if you are an insider, he may not be able to tell you the truth, but the identity of an insider is better than nothing, at least what others say is not a lie to you, you can hear it at once, so I relied on some basic feng shui knowledge that my father taught me in the past, combined with a book of ancestral magic left by my father, self-taught, Hopefully I'll find some clues.

But I searched and searched, and after a few years of searching, I still found nothing, until the fat man entered the police force, I told the fat man the results and clues of my investigation without reservation, hoping to rely on his professional convenience, to see if he could find some clues.

For my appeal, the fat man naturally agreed, he gave me a copy of the strange symbol of the piece of paper, at any time with him, whether he met a friend or a prisoner, he would let the other party take a look, ask if he had seen it anywhere, but after so many years, there was still no progress.

Until this morning, the fat man said that an identical symbol appeared in the corner of the scene of the case at the art school, and the news made me excited for a whole day.

First of all, I am happy that my efforts for so many years have finally paid off, and secondly, the location of this symbol and the situation of the case, which is basically the same as the scene of my father's death, so it shows that the fat man's inference is correct, the two cases this morning are definitely not ordinary accidental deaths, and it also shows that the case ten years ago and today's case, there must be a certain connection between the two, if the case can be successfully solved and the person behind the scenes can be found, the real cause of my father's death can be revealed, Even if this man wasn't my father's killer, then at least he had something to do with the real killer.

Thinking of this, I became more and more excited in bed, I couldn't help but sit up from the bed, I walked out of the bedroom quickly, walked into the kitchen, reached out and pressed the switch of the kitchen light, the light was not on, I remembered that the bulb had been broken for half a month, and I had no time to change it, and the phone was placed in the bedroom again, I could only touch the refrigerator in the kitchen with my memory, take out a bottle of Coke from the refrigerator, twist the cap, and pour a few sips of Coke in one breath, a palpitating chill came up from the inside out, and I couldn't help but shiver.

The chill quickly calmed me down from my excitement.

(What's next?) According to what the fat man said today, the clues of the two cases have also been broken, and if no new clues can be found, everything will be empty and happy. ）

Thinking of this, I began to feel troubled again, and went back to my bedroom, sat on the edge of the bed and meditated, and after thinking about it, I couldn't think of an answer.

I simply got back into the bed, reached out and took the phone at the head of the bed, thinking about checking the Internet to see if I could find any inspiration, and lit up the phone, only to see that it showed two missed calls, which were from the fat man.

(It seems that this kid can't sleep either.) ）

While thinking, I dialed the fat man's phone, and as soon as I connected it, the fat man's eager voice came from inside.

"What are you doing!? I didn't answer the phone, hurry up, come over right away! ”

The fat man's state on the phone suddenly made a hint of foreboding suddenly appear in my heart, and sure enough, before I came back to my senses, the fat man's voice came from the earpiece again:

"Come to the art academy to find me, something happened again, ...... soon"

The temperature in the Sichuan Basin in winter is not necessarily low, but the cold in the morning and warm in the afternoon, coupled with the high humidity, make it especially cold at night.

I live in a remote place, not close to the school, there are no buses at the moment, and there is not a taxi on the road, so I can only walk towards the city, and instinctively raise my hand, hoping that I can be lucky and stop a car.

I walked about a few hundred meters, and there were two car horns behind me, and then a taxi stopped not far from my left, driving slowly, the window slowly dropped, and a head protruded from the cab, and the people inside shouted at me:

"Brother, where are you going?"

I leaned sideways and glanced down at the car, and it was naturally the driver who spoke to me, and there were two people sitting in the back seat, "Art school." ”

"Come up, the two of them will come down when they get to the city." The driver waved at me and gestured to the two people sitting in the back.

I actually refused to carpool with strangers, but I looked up and looked around, at this time, except for the occasional private vehicle, where were there other taxis, and the fat man was very anxious on the phone, and at this time I was not allowed to pick and choose, I nodded at the driver, opened the car door, and got in.

The air conditioner was turned on in the car, and the warm environment suddenly made people feel a lot more comfortable, so I unzipped my jacket so that it would not be colder when I got out of the car later.

"Brother, take a little detour, the two of them will get off the ...... when they get to the city."

There was a hint of apology in the master's words.

I nodded, didn't speak, through the rearview mirror, I saw two young men and women sitting in the back row, the man dyed this yellow hair, the woman is the more popular Japanese and Korean dress, looking at the age should not be big, it is estimated that it is sixteen or seventeen years old, at this time the boy is holding the girl in his arms.

"Is it true that you just said that?"

There weren't many cars on the road, the driver was driving fast, and I was looking out the window in a daze, but was interrupted by a whisper behind me, and it was the girl who spoke.

"Sure, I've lied to you when I did." The boy's voice raised a few decibels, as if he was dissatisfied with the girl's questioning of himself.

"Oops~~ I've been saying for a long time that you lied to me, I just feel a little scared, otherwise I'll be outside to play for a while." The girl said coquettishly.

"I'm not afraid, it's okay, I finally asked my brothers to get it, ordinary people are not allowed to enter, Lao Tzu will tell you, I heard that the spirit is very good, besides, Lao Tzu is all the way, I'm afraid of a hammer, I don't have to do anything." The boy mentioned his brother with a hint of pride in his tone.

The girl stopped talking, which was considered a tacit acquiescence, and soon the car stopped in front of a slow rocking bar in the city center, and the boy paid the money, led the girl out of the car, and quickly entered the nightclub.

The driver looked at the backs of the two and disappeared at the door, and then he started the car again, with a wry smile on his face, and said to me:

"Now these young babies are amazing, the ball is a little old, the hair is not good, they have begun to play friends, they are entering this kind of field at every turn, how can they get it!"

I looked at the driver and smiled.

Probably seeing that I was not interested in these topics, he smiled awkwardly, and after a pause, spoke again:

"Brother, are you a policeman?"

"How can you tell?" I didn't admit it or deny it, I can understand what this driver means, he works in the car all day and night, and he doesn't even have anyone to talk to, so he can only try to find a topic with every passenger and send a little loneliness.

Seeing that I was no longer silent, the driver took over his topic, and his emotions were obviously a lot more excited, and he happily replied:

"Hehe, brother, it's not me bragging, I've been driving a taxi for more than ten years, and I've seen more people in the past, every time I pull a passenger, I will try to deduce what the guest is doing according to the details of the guest's clothing, personality, and destination.

What he said instantly brought back memories of my original study at the police academy, when we also had to learn the knowledge of reasoning through some professional courses, but this is the first time I have heard of this way.

"Then could you please analyze how you analyzed my profession?"

His expression was a little smug, he turned his turn light, and continued:

"People who still go out at this time, generally speaking, are either parties, such as the two green hook babies just now, or there is indeed an emergency, if it is urgent, this time, it is generally to go to a residential area, a hospital or a police station, but you are not, and then from the time you get in the car, silent, as if thinking about something, finally, your destination is to go to school, logically speaking, which teacher will go to school so late."

After listening to him, I don't comment on whether his analysis is right or wrong.

The driver saw that I was silent, thinking that I was acquiescing, and then pretended to be modest and smiled: "Brother, in fact, I will tell you the truth, I estimate that you are a policeman, the most important thing is that you go to this place, in the past two days, I heard that there have been several murders in the city, and it is spread that it is miraculous, some say that it is a criminal gang that steals human organs to come to us, several victims who were found, eyes and kidneys were gouged out, and there is also a perverted killer, the dead are all women, all of them are raped first and then killed, we all have brothers on the radio tonight." , there are dead people at the art school again. ”

"Do you believe the news?"

"I can't believe it or not, what the old man said in the past is not necessarily true, but what is it to hear? Sometimes you have to look at things out of the ordinary. ”

Listening to what he said, I was completely sleepless, and I suddenly remembered the advice given to me by the fat man in the teahouse before, but I hadn't had time to implement it, and something happened again, and it seemed that it was really necessary to consider his method.

The traffic lights in front of me began to count down, and I could feel the driver pressing the accelerator harder, and the speed of the car continued to increase, whistling through the intersection, and the signal light behind me just turned from green to yellow.

The car turned a corner at the end of the road, and the art academy was already in front of me, listening to the number of police cars across the school gate, and the roof of the car flashed police lights illuminated the dark sky.

"Master, please stop in front."

As soon as I arrived at the destination, I opened the car door, took out my mobile phone to scan the code and paid, and just as I was about to close the car door, this middle-aged man in his forties leaned his body to the passenger seat, poked out his head, and said to me:

"Officer, for the safety of the city, you have also worked hard, we people still hope that you will solve the case this morning, although the technology is now developed, but the machine will also make mistakes, it still depends on you. Goodbye and good luck. “