absurd deduction game

Chapter 17 The Character Is So Bad

In the empty music classroom, the piano keys were struck, and the elegant and soothing music flowed from the girl's fingers.

The girl's long hair is casually draped, and her profile is soft and heroic. The light makeup makes the girl's face more delicate, and her knuckles are slender. Even if she wears a stylish single and hot pants that don't match the piano, she still looks like an elf. , Aura and peace.

After a prelude, the girl sang a nostalgic melody into the microphone.

【Suddenly grow up】

【Like a painting blurred by the hands of time】

【Where are we going?】

【The question is so stupid】

[Who can answer]

【Missing never speaks】

【Goodbye, too much noise, too late】

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The phone on the side suddenly vibrated, and the girl glanced at the content that popped up on the screen from the corner of her eye. She paused, and the singing and piano stopped at the same time.

"What's the matter, Zhu Yan?"

A few people onlookers saw her stop halfway and asked curiously.

"Let's arrange other programs first, I suddenly have something to do." Zhu Yan opened the homepage of her mobile phone and clicked on WeChat. Seeing that it was something sent by Zhiding, she walked out of the music classroom without saying a word.

"Isn't it the boyfriend who sent the message?" The girls in the same club laughed.

"Ah this." When Zhu Yan heard this, she was not shy at all, she just grabbed the phone and her face changed, and she muttered in her heart-boyfriend?My mother, it's not so good, I can't imagine being with that...

She thought about it for a long time, and words such as "devil", "white cut black", "monster" and so on rolled around in her mind, but they were all rejected in the end. She was disappointed to find that after so many years, she still couldn't find the most suitable person. adjective.

It's quite suitable to cut white and black, but sometimes that person doesn't even bother to pretend, so he cuts black to black, um, it's just right to cut black...

Forget it.

Anyway, she didn't dare to think about her boyfriend. Maybe, maybe, probably, it was the boss and brother, right?

Without answering the girl's words, Zhu Yan went out of the classroom to find a place where no one was there, clicked on a picture sent by "san", looked at it carefully for a while, and replied amusingly:

"You drew this? Why is there no photo for the target this time, so I need to draw it to determine it? It's a little inflexible, like an ID photo."

san: Hmm~ Anyway, my drawing is no different from the photo, you just need to check if he is a real person.

This request is a bit strange, but Zhu Yan didn't ask anything, and agreed directly: "I need to go to the police as soon as possible..."

san: No, he doesn't have to be a criminal, it's my private matter.By the way, there may be Zheng or Song in his name.

What kind of quirky hint is this?Zhu Yan raised her eyebrows unexpectedly, and returned an "oh" to end the conversation.

She thought, she will tell the people in the club later that she is very confident, so her show doesn't need to be scheduled any more.

She has to spare enough time to investigate the new task sent by the boss - ah, who knows, this thin layer of calluses on her fingers is not playing the piano, but...

……

In the study, Yu Xing put down his phone, looked at the fine sketch in front of him, and pressed his temples with his fingers.

It's easy to draw, but it's a little troublesome to draw on the photo of Zheng Song that I only glanced at in my memory.

In the transparent file bag, in the document with Dr. Zheng Song's "medical record", there is a photo of Zheng Song's ID card. If Yu Xing's memory is not good enough, he really can't remember it.

He tidied up briefly, seeing that it was still early, he took a peaked cap and put on a mask and went out.

……

Located in the prosperous area of ​​Mijin City, Bishui Garden is a new property developed and completed recently.

The villa area can see the lake view and the artificial landscape. There are not many people staying in it, and it is quiet and quiet. At this time, the sun is gradually turning west, and the hot wind is firmly blocked by the floor-to-ceiling windows of Zhao Yijiu's living room. Unwilling to spin.

The air conditioner was running at the right temperature, Zhao Yijiu was leaning on the lounge chair in the living room to read a book, wearing a pair of Maekin anti-blue light myopia glasses on the bridge of his nose, and wearing a loose shirt, this dress dispelled some of his coldness and gave him a bookish air.

"Xiaojiu, I'm so moved! Last night was the first time I turned on the air conditioner this summer!" A man's cheerful voice came from the sofa next to him, and it sounded like he had gained the world's happiness.

Zhao Yijiu tilted his head and glanced at the other party, and said expressionlessly: "Zhao Mou, have you never seen an air conditioner?"

"How to talk! I've been busy with a difficult deduction these days, and I just came back alive, can't you say something nice. Also, who told you to call Zhao Mou, brother—" paralyzed on the sofa The man was 27, wearing a delicate shirt, ironed suit pants, and a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. He looked quite delicate, and his black hair was combed back elegantly.

If you don't look at his carefree Ge You's paralyzed posture, and only evaluate his appearance and temperament, he will be a proper scumbag.

"...Brother." Zhao Yijiu was silent for two seconds, thinking that the other party just came out of the game last night and rushed over to heal him, and that he was indeed his blood brother, so he reluctantly changed his mouth.

Zhao Mou was happy now, he got up and came over in high spirits, and said mysteriously: "I tell you, I was so excited last night when I thought about the taste of the air conditioner, I used the TV remote control as the air conditioner remote control, and it turned out to be— —”

His tone was too intimidating, Zhao Yijiu thought of his brother's identity, and hesitated for a moment: "Opened?"

"Hey, guess what, it won't open!"

"..." Zhao Yijiu said with a dark face, "boring."

His older brother really fits the impression of people in Tianjin - like a cross talk talker.

"Hey, little wine..."

"What else?" Zhao Yijiu saw the bandage on his shoulders under his loose shirt out of the corner of his eye, but he restrained himself and didn't directly punch him like he did when he was a child.

Zhao Mou found out his intention, and he was not afraid at all, so he lifted Erlang's legs and said, "I want to say, you don't need to pay me back that 'heart-piercing' first, anyway, you plan to play the evaluation game tomorrow, and wait until you become a formal deduction. Well, this knife can be used.”

"It's obviously called [Broken Heart]." Zhao Yijiu corrected with a cold face, and added at the end, "I didn't intend to return it to you now, I promised others to let him take a look."

Although... he couldn't contact Yu Xing at all.

Zhao Mou became interested, he got up and took the book from Zhao Yijiu's hand, with gossip in his eyes: "Yeah, I didn't ask you last night because you were too weak. With your ability - how could you be injured?"

Faced with this question, Zhao Yijiu, who wanted to violently seize the book, frowned slightly, and reflected, "Inexperience, I'm careless."

Although his skills were good, his way of thinking did not adapt to the rhythm of the deduction, which caused him to almost lose his life. This has been in his heart since he returned home.

He can't make the same mistake again.

"I'll get used to it." Zhao Mou looked at his younger brother, his mouth twitched, and he quietly put the book to the other side, he seemed to mention it unintentionally, "You said that there is another person alive who took the test with you. out, right?"

"Ah."

"how is he?"

"Very strong."

"Stronger? Stronger than you?" A newcomer who can make this autistic younger brother, who has hardly looked at others since childhood, admit to being strong... Zhao Mou's eyes flashed under the lens, "How strong?"

"He..." Zhao Yijiu recalled for a moment, and found that he couldn't find an adjective all of a sudden.

The acting is good, but you are very skilled at pretending to be afraid?
Good skills, but not enough?
It looks so...that's all.

After a long while, Zhao Yijiu reluctantly began to praise people: "He is special, he has a lot of hidden things, his IQ is very high, and his personality is... bad. Why, do you have any thoughts on him?"

"Oh~" Zhao Mou squinted his eyes, his eyes were slender and long, and his smile was very gentle, but his shrewdness was hard to ignore, "Of course he is interested, if it is a potential stock, convince him to join us. A good choice. Oh, by the way, character, what a bad law?"

At this moment, the doorbell at the door outside the entrance was suddenly rang.

The conversation between the two ended immediately. Zhao Mou got up and walked to the door. In the surveillance camera, he saw a man wearing a peaked cap and a mask on his face standing outside the door.

is a stranger.

This dress covered the other party's appearance tightly, and Zhao Mou couldn't help but be vigilant.

He asked from the walkie-talkie, "Hello, who are you looking for?"

Don't look at his younger brother at home. When he speaks to outsiders, his tone is polite and gentle, like a fox hiding sharp nails.

Zhao Yijiu's expression changed and he looked over here.

"Hello!" The people outside sounded a little nervous, "I, my surname is Yu, I met Zhao Yijiu yesterday."

Zhao Yijiu and Zhao Mou were the only two people in the house, it was very quiet, and the voice naturally reached Zhao Yijiu's ears.

Suddenly, Zhao Yijiu twitched his forehead.

Again!
Dressing up again!
With Zhao Mou's surprised eyes like "You actually told him our home address!?" he stepped forward, and seeing that Zhao Mou didn't press the dialogue button, he rolled out a sneer from his throat: "Hmph, it's not about personality. What kind of bad law? It's this kind of bad law - I don't know how to investigate someone's address, and then arrogantly go directly to the door."

After that, he opened the door and glanced coldly at the young man at the door.

It was him that Yu Xing saw, and the only exposed eyes were bent: "surprise~"

Zhao Yijiu was about to close the door.

"Don't, don't~" Yu Xing quickly held the door with his eyes and hands, and his strength was so strong that Zhao Yijiu was slightly stunned, and Yu Xing had already opened the door wide, "It's not easy to come here, can you—"

Zhao Mou's figure was caught by him.

"Can you take me in? Brother Jiu!" In an instant, his slightly mocking tone turned, weak, pitiful and helpless.

"Come in."

In this regard, Zhao Yijiu was too lazy to say anything, so he stepped aside.

"Hey, thank you Brother Jiu." Yu Xing exclaimed very smoothly, noticing Zhao Mou looking at him with interest, "Who is this?"

"Fuck it, you have already found my address, don't you know who he is?" Zhao Yijiu directly dismantled him and snorted.

"Oh, Mr. Zhao Mou, it's the first time we met," Yu Xing was also very kind. He immediately took off his mask to show courtesy, stretched out his hand calmly, and showed a smile, "Hello."

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