Chapter 2 Good!
The woman in front of Yun Qianfeng was called Jiang Roujia.
The soft armor, the tender grass of spring, the first trace of vitality from the east wind, a very beautiful name.
At this time, this beautiful woman was in the spring season, wrapped her shoulders, her body trembled, and she told Yun Qianfeng an unbelievable thing with fear on her face.
"My brother has a Ph.D. in archaeology, and he has always been fascinated by prehistoric cultures, always trying to find traces of legendary "gods".
Later, my parents left, but because I was still very young at that time, and my brother was 17 years older than me, he had to take care of me, and it was not until I was admitted to university this year that he finally started to pursue his dream many years ago.
Fifty-six days ago, he told me that he was going to look for the traces of God, and told me not to worry about him, that he would call me every day, and that was true for the first few days, even though he had gone deep into the mountains, he still talked to me on his satellite phone, and I could feel his joy on the way to the adventure.
But a week later, he never called back, he was my only relative, I couldn't imagine what the world would be like without him, I ran to the police, but something even more terrible happened, in the household registration system, there was no such person as my brother at all!
Not only that, but the acquaintances around me, my brother's original colleagues and friends, and even my brother's girlfriend, didn't remember my brother's existence.
She had been with my brother for so many years, and she was shouting every day that she wanted to give me a niece to hug, but now she told me that she never knew I had a brother.
My brother is gone, not missing, but in the true sense of the word. ”
Yun Qianfeng's brows were deeply locked, his eyes were full of doubts, if he was a normal person, with the most normal judgment, he would definitely be very sure that the beautiful girl in front of him was a madman and a delusional person.
"You mean to say that memories of your brother's existence only exist in your head?"
Looking at Yun Qianfeng's expression, Jiang Roujia smiled bitterly and said weakly:
"Yes, only I remember, they all think I'm crazy, and you think so too, right?"
Yun Qianfeng wanted to say "yes" and then suggested that she go to the doctor immediately, but looking at the face full of fear and sadness, she felt pity in her heart, and couldn't bear to say such cruel words, so she pursed her lips and said:
"I majored in theoretical physics at university, and in the world of quantum and superstrings, anything is possible, and what you tell is strange, but it's not strange, relative to different people."
Jiang Roujia looked at Yun Qianfeng, in addition to sadness and fear in her eyes, there was finally a trace of something else, which was some kind of hope.
"So, you believe me, right?"
Yun Qianfeng nodded almost involuntarily.
Does he believe it? In percentage terms, 100% unbelief. I am a psychopath in front of my eyes, at most I can add an adjective, a good-looking psychopath.
But the devil sent God, he just couldn't shake his head ruthlessly.
Come to think of it, people not only follow their five senses in three views, but also their behavior.
And Yun Qianfeng didn't expect that just a slight nod could make the girl in front of him cry so much.
Tears and snot flowed for a long time, like a reservoir bursting its banks, venting the weight of this cavity.
"Do you know, at one time I thought I was really crazy, so crazy that I couldn't distinguish between reality and fantasy, but what you calculated just now, the same as my memory, it can't be a coincidence, so I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy, my brother, my only relative, how can such a sincere family relationship be fake......"
Jiang Roujia was crying and suddenly muttering and shouting, and Yun Qianfeng silently handed over the tissues, one after another.
He really wanted to tell Jiang Roujia honestly that fortune-telling is always a coincidence, so if he uses an unreliable thing to prove another thing, then the result must be even more unreliable.
It's just that this can't be said anyway, because the woman in front of her seems to regard herself as a bell, and if she tells her that fortune telling is unreliable at this time, the consequences may be more serious, and the scolding will be light.
After crying for more than half an hour, Jiang Roujia trembled, suppressed her crying, looked at Yun Qianfeng with a shrug of her shoulders, and pleaded in a dumb voice:
"Can you help me find my brother? There are so many people, only you believe in me! You're so good at calculating, you can help me find my brother, right? I'll pay you enough! ”
Yun Qianfeng lit a cigarette and was silent.
He could feel that Jiang Roujia was definitely not here to entertain herself, which meant that this girl was not lying, which proved that this girl was really crazy.
He also wanted to help the girl in front of him, but he really couldn't do anything.
Finding another person in the body of a schizophrenic patient is the ability of a doctor, and he will never be able to do it.
He didn't want to irritate the poor person in front of him, so he thought about being able to refuse and show that he believed in her words.
"Miss Jiang, the place where your brother is going is too dangerous, my parents are old, they are farmers who pay public grain, but they don't have retirement salaries, I have to provide for them, I really don't dare to accompany you."
A sentence that the place your brother went to is too dangerous, expressed his belief, and then refused with filial piety, which is perfect.
Obviously, Yun Qianfeng's words did not stimulate Jiang Roujia, the big girl pursed her lips and pondered, and after a while, she raised her eyes and said:
"How much do you think it will cost to provide for your parents?"
Yun Qianfeng was stunned for a moment, knowing that Jiang Roujia still had illusions, so he looked at Jiang Roujia in ordinary clothes in front of him, and decided to open his mouth and say an amount of money that she would never be able to bear, completely rejecting the trouble caused by this mental illness and letting her leave quickly.
"Why don't you get two million!"
Jiang Roujia shook his head slightly when he heard this amount.
Yun Qianfeng breathed a sigh of relief, and he should be dead hearted now, but I am afraid that the money for this word measurement is not good to open his mouth to ask for.
But what he didn't expect was that Jiang Roujia showed unprecedented calmness next, and said in an orderly manner:
"That's not right, you should be saying how much money you can use each month or quarter, not an integer of an outline, because no matter how much you say about it, it's not 100% enough.
It's better to do this, I'll arrange a reasonable way for you, I will make a regular transfer to my account, transfer 30,000 yuan to your parents every month, until you help me find my brother, you can rest assured, the money in my account is enough to transfer money like this for hundreds of years, after finding my brother, I will also give you a one-time payment of 2 million yuan.
Of course, the premise of all this is that you promise and do your best to help me find my brother, and I will make a reasonable contract to guarantee the rights and interests of both of us. ”
As he spoke, Jiang Roujia turned on the screen of his mobile phone and clicked on several bank apps at random, allowing Yun Qianfeng to see the dazzling balance and prove that he was not lying.
This time it was Yun Qianfeng's turn to be stunned, and his heart was even more sullen.
"She's playing for real! Does it matter if she's mentally ill? Does it matter if you can find someone? Does it matter to deceive people?
It doesn't matter! There is nothing more important in this world than taking money to make life better for your family! Earning a month is a month! ”
Thinking of this, he put out half of the cigarette in his hand in the ashtray, and then looked at Jiang Roujia seriously and decisively:
"Good! Hit the first month's money first! ”