Starlight Upper Courtyard, 14th Floor, 14-3.

When Qin Ze arrived at the crime scene, Lan Yu was already here.

When Qin Ze saw Lan Yu for the first time, he was taken aback.

"Sappy? Are you a big star Blue Jade? ”

Even if you don't watch much domestic TV series, let alone chase stars, you will always understand Lanyu.

After all, traffic bombards every corner, and we are robbed of time by stars every day.

Qin Ze couldn't have imagined that this T0-level idol figure was actually a person from the official organization.

It's a little magical.

But combined with a lot of things I've seen - the fact that the rich Wayne turned into a Baxter man at night, it seems that everything makes sense.

"My identity, you need to keep it secret. We didn't waste time introducing ourselves. We're too late. ”

Lan Yu's attitude was very indifferent.

is different from Jian Yiyi's feeling of a spring breeze, Lan Yu is like most little fresh meat, with a tense face, not laughing, not crying, and always maintaining a sense of camera.

Of course, Qin Ze remembered - Lan Yu, to be precise, the idol Lan Yu, had poor acting skills and was often bombarded.

The old drama bones often scolded Lan Yu for being worthless.

Lan Yu has also been made into various emojis, and he had a predecessor before, a sentence of Gini Taimei has been out of the circle for several years, and Lan Yu also has similar works.

In a variety show where the director commented on the actors, a director scolded Lan Yu and cried.

As a result, all kinds of blue jade pear blossoms with rain with the text "Yuyu disease" or "Lan Daiyu" and other emojis were born.

Qin Ze would never have imagined this huge contrast.

"Your official organization, are they all focused on a contrasting cuteness? Jane is covered in tattoos but looks like an old mother......"

"You look gloomy and restrained now, but in the eyes of everyone you are an unmasculine ...... Crying bun of small fresh meat? ”

Lan Yu glanced at Qin Ze coldly:

"Are you here to handle the case, or are you here to gossip?"

"Can I chase stars while handling cases?"

"You don't deserve to be my fan, because you're not brain-dead enough."

It's a good scolding, if your fans hear it, I'm afraid they won't lose their fans on the spot? Qin Ze suddenly felt interesting.

He guessed that the role of Lan Yu was played by Lan Yu.

The old drama bones criticized Lan Yu for having no acting skills, but Lan Yu's stage is not in the play but outside the play.

He played a little fresh meat with no acting skills, so he deceived everyone. Including those who attacked him and the old actors.

It's so much fun.

He suddenly felt that the contrast between the little fresh meat blue jade and the cold man Lan Yu was more interesting than Jian Yiyi.

"How did you open this security door?"

"As a 'criminal,' I don't even have the means to do that."

Lan Yu is still very cold:

"The deceased has only been dead for a short time, and the blood is still warm."

"The homicide probably happened in. an hour ago. That is, about twenty minutes before you wake up. Tell me what you know. ”

Qin Ze nodded, and told Lan Yu about the situation he encountered in his dream, 1510.

Lan Yu actually knew the situation as soon as he heard Prell.

But he still patiently listened to Qin Ze say everything.

In the end, Lan Yucai said:

"Nothing was missed, right?"

"Nope." Qin Ze was sure of what he needed to hide.

Lan Yu first glanced at the puppet on Qin Ze's shoulder, and then said:

"Killer Prell, is a repeat offender. He is also a well-known Black Calendarer. We don't know what he can do, but it could be his profession, a 'killer'. ”

"This man kills people according to his preference. And every time he kills someone, he will play a game with the other party, and it is a game that he thinks the other party is good at. ”

"We don't know what Prell is for, because Prell kills everyone, and some of the Black Calendarers we hunted down have died at Prell's hands."

"What is certain is that Prell himself is the Black Calendarer."

After hearing Lan Yu's words, Qin Ze's heart was unexpectedly much lighter.

At least that shows that I'm really not Prell. Even now, Qin Ze felt that he might really be Prell, and he could foresee the danger of this twisted dream.

Lan Yu says:

"We're late, later, I'll contact the detective now to see if I can have any additional clues."

"Detective? Are you talking about detectives an old-fashioned profession? ”

"Yes."

Seeing Qin Ze's curious baby's expression, Lan Yu still explained:

"Detective is also a very powerful non-combat profession, and in the old profession, detectives have extremely powerful detection capabilities."

"Because, in the detective's eye, objects can speak. For example, the clothes on the deceased's body, the chandelier in the house, or the lighter, the screwdriver, the murder weapon......"

"In short, detectives can get a lot of information by talking to dead objects."

Qin Ze was surprised, it turned out that there was such a magical old calendar profession.

"Go back, the information you've provided is valuable, and—you'd better see a psychiatrist if you think there's something wrong with your behavior or logic."

Qin Ze asked again:

"I guess, this psychiatrist shouldn't be an ordinary psychiatrist?"

"Well, if I say an ordinary occupation, I will emphasize that it is an ordinary occupation, otherwise it refers specifically to the occupation of the old calendar."

Qin Ze was a little surprised, Lan Yu looked cold, as if no one could approach Liuchuan Feng who had just woken up.

But in fact...... Lan Yu is quite easy to speak.

"Although you mentioned that the innocent body obtained by bathing allows you to isolate the idea that you are not Prell, you should be careful that if you have emotions that do not belong to your normal, go to a psychiatrist."

"I'll send you his contact information, he's not from our group, he's a wild psychiatrist, but the calendar is white, and he's always had a good relationship with the official organization."

Qin Ze silently wrote down Lan Yu's words.

Lan Yu then squatted down and continued to observe the corpse, he waved his hand:

"It's none of your business, you can go."

Qin Ze is a little funny, this is really letting people go when they run out of people.

But after thinking about it, I have no function, and the details in the dream have been described in detail, so it is really inappropriate to stay here now.

So Qin Ze didn't linger long, just said:

"Big star, there will be a period later."

Lan Yu frowned slightly, he really hoped that when he was Lan Yu, everyone wouldn't treat him as Lan Yu.

But it can't be helped.

Everyone in the organization, when they saw him for the first time, was extremely shocked.

Especially accountants and doctors, these two ...... It actually happened to be his face fan.

In comparison, Qin Ze was the most calm.

This is also the reason why he has a good impression of Qin Ze, although - he didn't say it.

However, Qin Ze's question, Lan Yu basically answered.

When Jian Yiyi was away, Lan Yu was the leader of the Linxiang City group, anonymous A, and also the old A in the de facto sense.

Therefore, Qin Ze also knows that in the future, he may have more opportunities to deal with big stars than Mrs. Jane.

Fortunately, whether it was Jian Yiyi, Lan Yu, or even Cheng Wan, Qin Ze felt that it seemed to be not bad.

……

……

The matter of tracking down the killer Prell did not fall on the head of the temporary worker Qin Ze.

And that's a good thing.

Qin Ze knew very well that he couldn't cope with those troublesome characters.

The time quickly came to the afternoon.

Although it was suitable for travel today, it had been used for bathing, but Qin Ze still decided to go out for a walk.

What if the tail of some adventure is caught by himself?

Walking on the streets of Linxiang City, on the eighth day of April, Friday, due to the upcoming weekend, the crowded period of weekends or single holidays is coming, and many shops are preparing.

On Friday nights, shopping malls, movie theaters, and gourmet shops are crowded with a lot more than usual.

Qin Ze, who went shopping with a puppet, would attract some attention, but it didn't look very strange.

Qin Ze walked on the road, carefully observing the crowd, thinking about whether it was possible, the principle of mutual attraction between the old calendarists took effect, and he met an old calendarer hidden in the ordinary people.

Perhaps it was the guidance of intuition, Qin Ze was really in the downtown area on Friday afternoon...... Met the old calendar holder.

It's just that the direction of things is beyond Qin Ze's expectations.

The turmoil on the eighth day of the fourth lunar month has not subsided.

A gunshot rang out, allowing Qin Ze to break away from his dream.

And another gunshot rang out, allowing Qin Ze to see an existence that was more distorted than a dream.

On the street, there was a blatant crime, but everyone around them turned a blind eye.

……

……

On the eighth day of the fourth month, Ding Si Yue Jia Shen Day.

Appropriate: Everything.

Don't: No taboos. There is no rule of law. Taboo Grade: Twisted.

There is no one in ten thousand, no, it can even be said that there is no one in a hundred million super rare taboos, which appears on the calendar.

Each calendarer's calendar is different every day.

Because of this, some people are worried, and some people are fearless.

And on this day, when Qin Ze was plagued by distorted dreams, and when all the old calendarists were begging for a life that was taboo -

An extremely lucky person, or an unfortunate person, has exported extremely rare taboo words in the old calendar.

Everything is appropriate, there are no taboos, and all laws are not restricted.

Peng Yun never thought that he who was so afraid to go out by the calendar yesterday would usher in a hundred taboos today, and everything is suitable.

This is an entry that may not be triggered by an old calendar person in a lifetime or even a few lifetimes.

So even Peng Yun himself doesn't know what it means to have no taboos.

In the absence of any ambiguity about the effect of the entry, Peng Yun decided to figure out what it meant to be fit for all.

So Peng Yun tried to do something he didn't dare to do.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, he made a phone call to his teacher.

He has had a crush on this teacher for a long time, but because the teacher already has a husband, he can only bury this kind of love from the mother-lover complex in his heart.

"Hey, hello?"

"Teacher Yan, I'm Peng Yun."

"Oh, classmate Peng, is there something urgent to call so late?"

"Teacher ......"

Peng Yun's heart was pounding, and he knew that the calendar would give those lives a different magic.

But when he really wanted to speak, Peng Yun was still a little nervous.

"Peng? Why don't you speak? ”

Teacher Yan's gentle voice on the phone made Peng Yun's heart flutter.

There seems to be a demon bewitching in my ears:

"Let's try, what if it succeeds? If she doesn't try, she will always be someone else's wife! ”

"If you try and fail, you won't get worse. Your life is already hard, isn't it? ”

"But what if it succeeds? Believe in the calendar, believe in the power of twisting! ”

Peng Yun plucked up his courage and said in a trembling voice:

"I ...... I've liked you for a long time, teacher, can you divorce Teacher He? ”

Teacher Yan on the other end of the phone was silent for several seconds.

These few seconds are as long as a century for Peng Yun.

Just when Peng Yun was about to hold back and couldn't help but apologize, and was about to explain in Truth or Dare-

Teacher Yan said gently:

"Okay, of course, I'll go and inform him now and divorce him."

Teacher Yan's voice is not mechanical, it is still as gentle as ever.

But there was a strange smell of it, like the devil had agreed to a deal.

But Peng Yun couldn't care so much, he was first shocked, and then swallowed up by the surging joy.

"It's incredible! It can be done like this! Teacher, can you come to my house now? ”

"Of course you can, as long as you want."

"Can... Can you wear the same clothes you wear to class on weekdays? ”

"Okay."

All requirements, all met?

Peng Yun has slowly realized what kind of power he has now.

Absolute freedom, absolute privilege, absolute domination.

"Can you get your husband to answer the phone? Oh no, it's the man who is about to become your ex-husband. ”

"No problem."

Peng Yun, who has tasted the sweetness, no longer has the timidity he had at the beginning.

He said something and asked Mr. Yan's gentleman to agree to go through the divorce, and the other party decisively agreed.

A couple who have been in love for many years broke up like this.

Something in Peng Yun's heart was loosening. He has always been a good person in the legal sense.

Although the calendar gave him many privileges, he was eager to use these temporary powers to his advantage.

But once the line is crossed, it will be warned by the powerful official old calendarist.

If the human rights of ordinary people are violated, they will even be detained and detained.

Therefore, Peng Yun has always been a good person under the constraints of the system.

Not just the system, but also the morality that the human world has built over thousands of years. These are also restraining him.

Today, these institutions are gone, and these constraints are falling apart.

Peng Yun became an absolute free man.

He looked at his calendar cover, which turned from white to gray, but he didn't care.

"Just one day, just a day of absolute joy, absolutely no hindrance...... I can't have fallen into the Black Calendar. ”

"I just got my teacher divorced. After all, I'm the one who loves her, I'm doing good, yes, I'm doing good! What's wrong with chasing your dreams? ”

Peng Yun is afraid of becoming a black calendarer, and it is said that the black calendarer will not end well.

But he overlooked one thing. His calendar, already begun to whisper.

Under the influence of the whispers, the amplified desire led him to do several more things, which made him completely sink into the privileges that the calendar brings.

He put on his clothes and took a taxi to the villa area of Linxiang City, the Star of the River and the Sea.

It is a wealthy area in Linxiang City, and the people who live here are basically giants or celebrities.

Peng Yun kept telling himself: "Just enjoy the day, I don't kill people, I don't set fires, I just want to have financial security in the future for my love, and look for those guys who oppress the poor...... Just get a little money for me and Teacher Yan's living expenses. ”

"I am noble, I am for my own love, for Teacher Yan!"

Peng Yun kept hinting at himself like this, and soon came to the villa area.

There is no obstacle.

The security of the community is actually very strict, but Peng Yun is not restricted by all laws today, and everything is appropriate.

His words are like oracles to those who are not from the old calendar. The green light was on the way.

He first called Mr. Yan and asked him to reroute to the villa area.

immediately found a single-family villa with the lights still on, and asked the other party to open the door in a grand manner.

Peng Yun enjoyed an exquisite dinner made by the owner's servant of the villa, sipped the expensive wine in his collection, and asked the other party how he could reasonably transfer a part of his property to himself.

In this process, the rich man always wore a flattering smile.

This kind of absolute obedience made Peng Yun's inner desire for control overflow again.

Soon after, Mr. Yan arrived at the villa area.

Peng Yun looked at the beautiful and mature woman, and her stomach was hot.

The rich man stood aside respectfully, contacted his lawyer, and prepared to do some property settlement.

On the other side, Peng Yun was lying on the sofa, looking at the former goddess with a submissive and charming face.

Everything is suitable and there are no taboos, which is almost equivalent to being able to fulfill all his desires, and the picture in front of him is something he has never even dreamed of.

Suddenly he had a great blasphemy thought in his heart:

"Teacher, can you get closer?"

"Okay."

Teacher Yan's body leaned over, and what was faster than the clothes slipped off was Peng Yun's conscience after he lost his restraints.

The cover of the calendar is the same as the night.