Chapter Seventy-Two: Examination of Questions
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When Zhang Yichi woke up again, it was already Friday afternoon.
He was still dizzy, and he only remembered that he had drunk a lot of wine last night.
It's crazy to jump in the world of reincarnation. In particular, Zhang Yichi has never been to a bar and rarely drinks. After doing this, it was another day in vain.
"Damn." He couldn't help but explode.
I really believe in the unpredictable nonsense, what can I think better after relaxing, I will lie down directly after drinking for almost a day, and now my brain is still dizzy and I can't concentrate on thinking about the problem.
There was no predictability in the house, Zhang Yichi simply washed up and went out.
"Hello? Where are you? Zhang Yichi called Mo Xue.
"Internet café." Mo Ji's voice was a little noisy, "Don't worry, I'm on leave today, you can sleep in peace." ”
Zhang Yichi didn't fight in one place: "You can ask for leave in the bureau, what about the task?" One day of delay is one day less. I'm still dizzy now, and I guess I'm not going to get anything out of it today. With less than three days left, why do you still look so idle? ”
"As for the case, don't worry, I already have an idea, and it will definitely be solved tomorrow." Unpredictable and confident.
"What do you have in mind, tell me about it."
"I'm playing a game here, and we'll meet and talk at dinner in the evening, let's not talk about it, the game is on."
The phone was hung up.
Zhang Yichi was messy in the wind.
When he was on the phone with Mo Tu, there was a moment when he was in a trance, feeling that they were not in the world of reincarnation, but living an ordinary life in reality.
The most confusing thing about this person is that in the world of reincarnation, even if there is a task, the pace of his life is not much different from that in the real world. I really don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing, anyway, Zhang Yichi, who is teaming up with Mo Ji now, is panicking.
Although Mo Tu had already said that he had an idea and promised to solve the case, Zhang Yichi was still not at ease and decided to go out to find clues.
Because his mind was still a little confused, he didn't dare to drive, took a taxi, and came to the shopping mall where Zhong Mingya jumped off the building.
It was a downtown area, and by the time he came here, it was already close to night, and there was more traffic.
Neon lights flashed, and pedestrians hurried past him.
He looked at the place where Zhong Mingya had jumped down.
Like the place where Chen Chen jumped in the school, it was cleaned up very cleanly, and it was impossible to see that anyone had jumped from here.
This made him feel a little uncomfortable, as if the last puddle of blood was gone, which was equivalent to erasing the last traces of a person's existence.
"Eh, what do you do?" The security guard of the mall saw Zhang Yichi standing in this place for a long time, and went over to ask.
"Do you know that people have died here for a few days?" Zhang Yichi asked.
"Yes." The security guard said, if it weren't for the fact that someone had died here, he wouldn't have paid attention to Zhang Yichi, "What are you standing here for?" ”
Zhang Yichi showed his police officer ID.
When the security guard saw it, he embarrassedly apologized to Zhang Yichi and continued to stand guard.
Zhang Yichi lit a cigarette and stood there staring at where Zhong Mingya jumped down. The voices of pedestrians and cars converged and became noisy, and in an instant, he seemed to hear what Zhong Mingya heard before he died.
"Jump! Isn't it cowardly? ”
"Haha, it's really interesting, it's definitely going to ......be popular if you take it and post it on the Internet."
"Eye-catching? If you have the ability, you can jump! Pretending to be depressed again? ”
"Smack!"
Zhong Mingya's fragile body smashed on the indifferent ground.
Zhang Yichi took a step back and bumped into a pedestrian.
"You don't have eyes when you walk?" The pedestrian was dissatisfied.
"I'm sorry." Zhang Yichi hurriedly apologized.
Just fell too deep, so much so that he imagined Zhong Mingya falling in front of him, Zhang Yichi was startled.
"Shhh...... ......" A chill rose from Zhang Yichi's feet, he shrank his neck slightly, and spit out a puff of smoke.
At this moment, his cell phone rang.
"Hey."
"I, where are you now?"
"Shopping mall, come here, eat here in the evening."
It was unpredictable to call, and Zhang Yichi hung up the phone after telling him the location.
After waiting in place for a long time, Mo Tu drove over.
"Let's go, let's go in and eat." Mo Tu parked the car and walked to Zhang Yichi and said, "The third floor of this mall is catering, see if there is anything delicious." ”
"What's your idea?" Zhang Yichi asked as he walked.
"Talking while eating, what's the hurry?" Unpredictable.
The two took the electric escalator to the third floor, and Zhang Yichi didn't have any taboos, so he picked a teppanyaki.
"Tell me?" The chef was stir-frying the ingredients, Zhang Yichi took a sip of warm water and couldn't help but say.
"Okay, let's talk about it." Mo Tu took off his coat, "I carefully pondered the mission introduction, and I felt that there was a mystery hidden in the mission introduction. Remember 'the same murderer'? Or that the Chinese culture is broad and profound, you look at these four words, we really have to think about it. ”
"You mean you got the question wrong?"
Mo Ji asked for a glass of liquor, took a sip, and smashed his mouth: "Tsk, that's what it means." ”
"The same murderer ......" Zhang Yichi thought for a while, "Do you think there is something wrong." ”
"If the murderer is one person, then the mission description should be, the same murderer." When the word 'a' is spoken, the unpredictable accentuates the sound and highlights the particularity of the word.
“…… Sounds far-fetched...... You should just say your conclusions. ”
"Oops." "I think this same murderer may be an organization, or even a person at all." ”
"Huh." Zhang Yichi picked up the water cup and drank again.
As soon as he looked at Zhang Yichi's appearance, he knew that he didn't believe it: "No, think about it yourself, is there something strange about this mission introduction?" The same murderer, the same murderer, the same murderer, the same murderer......"
"Stop." Zhang Yichi felt like he was listening to the monk chanting, "Your explanation is still very far-fetched, and do you think the task is playing with us picking words?" ”
"That's not for sure, otherwise this case will last for four days, and you won't even see the shadow of the murderer?" Unpredictably, "My IQ and yours IQ, we can't break it, so it's not our problem." ”
"Blame the questioner again?"
"Or else?"
"You're not the same?" Zhang Yichi saw that he kicked his nose and face, "It's Jumping Di and Weird, and there is a problem with the introduction of the task?" Do you really think it's a joke? Jumping on Di and lying on the corpse for a day, this is really relaxing, almost relaxing to death. ”
Mo Ji replied: "I didn't ask you to drink if I wanted you to jump." ”
"Holy?"
"Right? You want to drink it yourself, blame me when you drink it? After Zhang Yichi was dumbfounded, seeing that Zhang Yichi was speechless, he said, "Of course, the mission introduction can't be wrong, I just think that it may be that we have misunderstood, so it took so much time and there is still no progress." ”
"Elaborate." Zhang Yichi felt tired.