13th Floor, Development Building, Haisum Information Technology Co., Ltd.

A girl holding a pile of documents was wandering at the door of the general manager's office, poking her head out, looking at a loss. At this time, someone happened to be passing by, and when he saw her cramped appearance, he asked casually, "Xiao Chen, what's wrong?" What are you doing here and there? ”

The girl known as Xiao Chen asked in a low voice: "I have a document here for the general manager to see, but I knocked on his door, and there was no movement inside, did he go out?"

"Really? Probably not, I see he's been in the office since he came in the morning. The man said.

"What then? Our case is quite urgent, and it is best to settle it as soon as possible. ”

"I'll give you a call and ask." He flipped through the address book on his mobile phone and smiled at Xiao Chen: "You just came to the company not long ago, and you don't know our Mr. Feng's temper. Don't look at him as the boss of our company, but he doesn't have a shelf at all, he can do what he needs to do at work, and he won't eat people. ”

When Xiao Chen heard this, he couldn't help but give him a grateful look.

The ringtone rang a few times in the mobile phone, and Xiao Chen suddenly pricked up his ears, approached the door of the general manager's office, and listened carefully.

"There seems to be a cell phone ringing inside...... Didn't Feng always go out without his phone? Xiao Chen said.

Seeing this, the man hung up the phone, knocked on the door first, waited for a while, still did not move, then tentatively pressed the doorknob, and only gently pushed the door open.

"Mr. Feng, are you there?" The man shouted loudly as he poked his head in to investigate.

A man in a designer tracksuit is sitting in a large, comfortable boss chair with his head tilted to the side and his eyes closed, as if he is quietly asleep.

Xiao Chen, who came in after him, saw this scene and was so frightened that his hand loosened, the document fell to the ground, and he covered his mouth and screamed.

The man's closed eyes were covered in blood, as if he was wearing a hideous ghost mask.

……

Ling Feng was about to cast a shadow on this place, he had been here countless times in the past two weeks, and this glamorous modern mansion had been shrouded in a lingering haze at this moment.

Wen Qiao came to Feng Cheng, just glanced at him, and said lightly: "He's still alive." ”

Hearing this, Ling Feng couldn't help but take a step forward, and if he looked closely, he could indeed see that his chest was still rising and falling rhythmically.

"Someone may have injected an anesthetic." As he spoke, Wen Qiao opened Feng Cheng's eyelids, observed them for a while, and said, "His eyes are not injured either." ”

"He may have had a lobotomy on him." A familiar female voice came from behind, and everyone looked back, and sure enough, it was Liu Mengwei, and she was still followed by Ling Ling.

"How are you together?" Ling Feng saw Ling Ling and asked suspiciously.

"Officer Xiaoling happened to be there with me, and when I heard that there was a case, I proposed to send her over." Liu Meng showed a charming smile slightly, seeing that Ling Feng's heart was almost skipping a beat, he cleared his throat and asked, "What did you just say?" ”

Liu Mengwei explained that this is a very harmful surgery that has won the Nobel Prize in Physiology and Medicine, and has long been abolished. The procedure, which was once widely used to treat mental illness, was popularized by its inventor, Dr. Monis, who modified the procedure by simply using an ice pick to chisel into the brain from above the eye and crush the white matter of the brain.

"This simple and crude operation can turn a grumpy and irritable beast into a meek, obedient, at the mercy of a sheep." Liu Mengwei concluded.

"With the development of neurophysiology, humans have come to understand the important role that the prefrontal lobe plays in the brain. Once the prefrontal lobe, which is responsible for higher cognitive functions such as attention, thinking, reasoning, and decision-making, is destroyed, human beings will lose their higher-order thinking abilities, but at the same time, it will not affect the physiological functions necessary for a person to live as a living organism. They breathe, eat, and sleep in silence, maintaining a body of flesh and blood that is incapable of thinking. ”

To put it simply, Feng Cheng has now become a fool who has no ability to think.

The clue is broken again, there are always people in front of them, throwing a ball of twine in front of them, they step forward, the twine also takes a step forward, you are fast and it is fast, you chase it and hide, you can always see, but always can't catch it.

"When was the last time you saw Feng Cheng today? Who has ever been in his office? Ling Feng began to visit the company.

According to the testimony of the company's employees, Feng Cheng has stayed in his own office since he went to work today, and several employees who have seen his office say that he looks a little uneasy.

"Who's the last person to go in?" Ling Feng asked.

Hearing this question, everyone looks at me and I look at you, but no one stands up and admits it. Suddenly, a female employee said, "It's Miss Song." ”

"Really? Did you see her today? A man asked the woman who had just spoken.

"I think I saw her today, too." The other chimed in.

Ling Feng interrupted them: "Who is this Miss Song you are talking about?" ”

"It's Mr. Feng's secretary." The woman who spoke at first replied.

"Miss Song? But I don't see anyone with the surname Song on your staff list. Ling Feng asked.

"She ......" The woman's expression was a little complicated. Ling Feng encouraged: "If you have anything to say, it doesn't matter if it's right or wrong, our police will verify it." ”

"Although Miss Song is Mr. Feng's secretary on the surface, we all think that he should be Mr. Feng's lover, or his girlfriend, after all, Mr. Feng is still single."

"Miss Song doesn't usually come to the company, and she can only see her two or three times a month. Every time I came, I hid in the office with Mr. Feng, not knowing what I was talking about. It stands to reason that the secretary should be busier than the general manager, but the two of them are the opposite. If it weren't for the intimacy, how could there be such a laid-back person in the company. ”

The radar in Ling Feng's heart rang, and his intuition told him that this woman was suspicious.

"Which of you has this Miss Song's contact information, home address, etc.?"

Everyone looked at each other and said no. "Miss Song almost only talks to Mr. Feng every time she comes, and when she sees us, she just nods and says hello, so we don't know her at all."

Ling Feng was a little disappointed: "So, you actually don't know anything about this person?" You don't even know your name, do you? ”

"Ahh I still know this! Mr. Feng introduced it to us at the beginning. ”

Hearing this, Ling Feng didn't feel very happy, he already knew in his heart that this was probably just a fake name, but he still asked, "Then what's her name?" ”

"Song Yuanxi."

Song Yuanxi, Song Yuanxi...... But what's the use of just knowing these three words?

"The east wind blooms a thousand trees at night." Wen Qiao, who was standing on the side, suddenly spoke, and his voice was like a clear spring.

Everyone looked at him in unison, not understanding what he meant by saying this without a word.

"What poem are you reading at this time?" Ling Feng was a little strange.

"More blows down, the stars are like rain." Wen Qiao ignored him and continued.

Liu Mengwei suddenly interjected at this time and said to Ling Ling: "Officer Xiao Ling, do you remember what kind of hint the soothsayer gave you when the three of us were in the amusement park in Lanting Square?" ”

Ling Ling suddenly felt as if he had been hit in the heart, and muttered, "Stars, firelight...... Plum blossom fragrance. ”

"BMW carved cars are full of fragrance. The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night. From the Song Dynasty lyricist Xin Qiji's "Qingyu Case: Yuan Xi". ”

Ling Ling was almost speechless in shock. Although she had always thought that divination or something could only be regarded as a pastime, she never felt that the three words spoken by the soothsayer really had any meaning. But I never expected that today I would decipher the secret in such a strange way. On the night of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the plum blossoms open alone, the carriages and horses are like dragons, and the lights are like stars.

Only Ling Feng was puzzled, and hurriedly asked, "What are you all talking about?" ”

Liu Mengwei simply told him about their divination in the amusement park, and after listening to it, Ling Feng couldn't help but feel a little incredible, and said after a long time: "This is ...... No! It's too far-fetched. It's just a coincidence, and it doesn't say anything! ”

"What if that soothsayer is Song Yuanxi?" Liu Meng raised her eyebrows slightly, looking at the two of them with a smile.

"What?!" Ling Feng and Ling Ling shouted in unison.

"That might explain why she was so targeted in the first place." Wen Qiao added.

"The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the man was there, and the lights were dim." Liu Mengwei said slowly.

She ...... Who exactly is it? ”

"A man who hides behind the scenes, observes and manipulates everything. I heard that someone once bought a piece of Gaoliqun's project data through Wang Ming, and these people should have done it. Gao Liqun has always had a secret research and development project, which he cannot complete alone, and must use the experimental equipment and personnel readily available in the pharmaceutical company, but he must be very careful not to be discovered. So, he made a name for it, hiding it in a project that would fail and give up from the start. That way, when the time is up, the project will be scrapped, but all the data he wants to test will already be available. ”

But he was eventually discovered, and it was not his colleagues who had been with him all the time, but a group of more hidden people. They set up a company downstairs to keep people in front of him, but the fundamental purpose was to monitor him and his experiments. After Liu Mengwei finished speaking, everyone had an incredible expression,

"There's a letter here." Wen Qiao broke the silence and picked up a piece of paper from his desk.

Zhan Xinjia.

I'm sorry for the hard work. I am committed the crime of murder and throwing away the body, and I hereby confess to the hard-working people's police. At the time of the crime, the person was mentally sound, had an independent personality, and had full capacity for criminal responsibility. Please judge me with a fair law and a judge.

Feng Cheng