The moonset is the law of nature, the migration of birds is also a kind of life, and the days of countless people are like boiling water in a cup, from hot to cold, tasteless.

Blandness is the state of most people's lives, and when this life is too long, the passion that was originally longed for gradually fades.

It's not that no one is trying to change.

But just like a glass of water, a successful blend may become a wine, but once it fails, it will become a discard, which comes with risks, so few people dare to try it easily.

But the guy I'm going to see today, he tried.

At this time, he sat in front of me, not like a sinner, but more like an elegant scholar, talking with me about the wine culture of the Chinese people.

"Do you know why there are still countless people who still want to have a drink?"

He looked at me with a blazing gaze.

"Because their lives are too dull, and they need to dilute that tasteless life with passion."

He didn't want me to answer, and just said his answer.

"A glass of water, with rice, can be extracted by distillation, and with grapes, you can also extract wine, but the taste, only the wine taster can feel, I have tried countless ways of self-brewing, although I am confident that my technique is first-class, but when it comes to innovation, there will always be some drinks that cannot be drunk at all, so for these I can only discard, yes, like those corpses that are not worth collecting, just throw them away."

His tone was extremely indifferent, as if those were things that were not worth telling, and now he mentioned it just to give me face.

He knows where I came from.

Looking into his eyes, I didn't speak for a long time, just stared intently at him, listening to his constant words.

At the beginning of this month, the bureau received a report from a citizen that a body had been found in the suburbs, and as a result of the search, three more bodies were exhumed, and this was the work of the man in front of me.

He is the head of an exhibition winery, with a lot of assets and a good demeanor, but in a secret room of the winery, five corpses are placed in his various poses, like exhibits.

Eight lives died in his hands, and he seemed to have done something extremely great, so I attach great importance to him.

Thinking of this, I sat up straight.

"Do you finally think I'm right?"

His eyes lit up when he saw me like this, and before that, he had been trying to convince me that a boring life should be abandoned, and people with a boring life should not live in this world, and he, the savior of those people, made them into specimens, so that their next "life" would become more meaningful.

The idea is undoubtedly terrifying, and I believe that if the police hadn't caught him, more would have become what he called art.

"No, I'm just thinking about a question."

I shook my head and dismissed his idea.

"Oh? Can I listen to it? ”

He looked a little lost when he heard my words, but I managed to pique his curiosity.

"I'm thinking, if you're right, then how many kills do you need to kill before it stops?"

Looking at my serious expression, he smiled.

"It's not going to stop, it's my mission."

"But what if you kill all the boring people?"

I continued.

He smiled even brighter, just looking at me like he was looking at a fool: "You're not crazy, are you?" There are so many people in the world, how can I kill them alone? ”

Hearing this, I shook my head: "I'm not a madman, I just want to understand what you think, as you said, there are so many people in the world, you can't kill them at all, and this very little bit can't change anything, so what's the point?" I've always thought that things that don't make sense are not worth doing. ”

"You're wrong."

Directly rejecting my idea, he crossed his fingers with his hands and looked determined.

"If you think about it in the sense you call it, then it's useless to eat, because we're still hungry after eating, so why don't we wait a week before eating? You understand, if you don't eat this week, you will die, no, it won't even take so long, you will already die, and the dead are meaningless, so the food has to be eaten, people have to be killed, I kill one, make one into a specimen, then there will be less boring life in this world, in contrast, the proportion of fun will be more, although it seems small, but this thing is meaningful after all. ”

Don't you think you're contradictory? You first say that there is no point in the dead person, and then you say that it is a very meaningful thing for you to kill people, but theoretically speaking, this is not true. ”

I didn't think what he said was right, so I began to question the loopholes in his words.

"I think you may be wrong about one thing, yes, I mean that the dead person has no meaning, but you have to give him a premise, why did he die, if he lived his life like this, of course it is a meaningless thing, but I give new vitality to his death, so that he can show it to the world in the future, let them think about the meaning of life, this of course becomes meaningful, so that everything must be established on a premise, and with a premise, this is established."

His voice seemed to have a magical power, and the clear logical thinking made me feel a little trance at this moment.

I have to admit that the meaning of this sentence is the same as that of a person who is inherently dead, or lighter than a feather, or heavier than Mount Tai.

This made me realize that I can't play my cards with him anymore, otherwise I would have been very likely to fall into passivity in this conversation and be led astray by his logical thinking.

"Well, I have to say, I am impressed by your eloquence, yes, what you said is indeed very reasonable, but have you ever thought about a question?"

Nodding, I didn't hide my approval of him.

Only this time, he didn't ask me what the problem was.

"Since you're here to chat with me, then I don't think you need to go around in circles at all, I'm a very honest person, you just need to say your questions, and I'll answer them for you."

My head started to hurt.

His words directly made all the atmosphere that I had brewed before disappear, and firmly grasped the initiative of words.

It made me a little embarrassed, I was more of a prisoner than he was.

"Well, as you wish, you just said that everything is based on a premise, but for the most part, this premise must be right in order for the outcome of the matter to be correct, and if the thing itself is wrong, then how do you explain it?"