Absurd deduction game

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

The girl's long hair is scattered casually, her side face is soft and yet heroic, her light makeup outlines her face more delicately, and her knuckles are slender. Even if she is wearing a fashionable singlet and shorts that don't match the piano, she still looks like an elf. , aura and peaceful.

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

【Suddenly grew up in an instant】

[Like a painting blurred by the hand of time]

【Where are we going respectively】

[What a silly question]

【Who can answer】

【I miss you and never talk】

【It’s too late to say goodbye and make a lot of noise】

——

The mobile phone placed aside suddenly vibrated. The girl glanced at the content that popped up on the screen out of the corner of her eye. She paused and the singing and piano stopped at the same time.

What's wrong Zhu Yan?

Several people watching on the side saw her stopping midway and asked curiously.

You guys should arrange other programs first. Something suddenly happened to me. Zhu Yan opened the homepage of her mobile phone and clicked on WeChat. When she saw that it was from the person who pinned it, she walked out of the music classroom without saying a word.

Isn't it your boyfriend who sent the message? A girl from the same club chuckled.

Ah, this. When Zhu Yan heard this, she was not shy at all because of the teasing. She just grabbed her phone and her expression changed, and she muttered in her heart - Boyfriend? Oh my god, it’s not a blessing. I can’t imagine being with that...

She thought about it for a long time, and words such as devil, white cut black, and monster rolled around in her mind, but they were all rejected in the end. She found with depression that after so many years, she still couldn't find the person who best matched her. adjective.

White cut into black is quite suitable, but sometimes the person doesn't even bother to pretend, and just cuts black into black, well, just cut it into black...

never mind.

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

Without answering the girl's words, Zhu Yan left the classroom and found a deserted place. She clicked on a picture sent by san, looked at it carefully for a while, and replied funnyly:

Did you draw this? Why don't you have a photo of the target this time? Do you need to draw it to confirm it? The painting is not smart at all, it looks like an ID photo.

san: Well~~ Anyway, the painting I drew is no different from the photo. You just need to investigate whether he is a real person.

This request was a bit strange, but Zhu Yan didn't ask anything and agreed directly: I'll report it to the police as soon as possible. If you need me...

san: No, he is not necessarily a criminal. This is my private matter. By the way, his name may have Zheng or Song in it.

What kind of weird tip is this? Zhu Yan raised her eyebrows in surprise and replied Oh, ending the conversation.

She thought that she would tell people in the club later that she was very confident so she didn't have to schedule her show anymore.

She had to spare enough time to investigate the new task sent by her boss - well, who would have known that the thin layer of calluses on her fingertips was not from playing the piano, but...

…

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

Drawing is easy, but it is a bit troublesome to draw on the photo of Zheng Song that I only glanced at in my memory.

In the transparent document bag, the document labeled Medical Record of Dr. Zheng Song had an ID photo of Zheng Song attached. If Yu Xing hadn't had a very good memory, he would not have been able to remember it.

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

…

Bishuiyuan is located in a prosperous area of ​​Mijin City and is a newly developed real estate.

The villa area has a view of the lake and man-made landscapes. There are not many people staying in the villa, so it is quiet. At this time, the sun is gradually turning to the west, and the hot wind is firmly blocked out by the large floor-to-ceiling windows in Zhao Yijiu's living room. Spin unwillingly.

The air conditioner was turned on at a suitable temperature. Zhao Yijius was reading a book while leaning on the lounge chair in the living room. He put on a pair of Maekin anti-blue light myopia glasses on the bridge of his nose and wore a loose shirt. This appearance dispelled some of his coldness and gave him a bookish air.

Xiaojiu, I'm so touched! 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 glanced at the other party and said expressionlessly: Zhao Mou, have you never seen an air conditioner?

How are you talking! I've been busy with a difficult deduction this time, and I just came back alive. Can't you say something nice? Also, who asked you to call me Zhao Mou, brother? He collapsed on the sofa. The man in his mid-20s is wearing a fine shirt, pressed suit pants, and a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. He looks quite delicate, and his black hair is neatly combed back.

If you don't look at his careless posture and just evaluate his appearance and temperament, he will be a polite scum.

...Brother. Zhao Yijiu was silent for two seconds, but he reluctantly changed his mind when he thought that the other person came over to heal him just after he came out of the deduction game last night, and that he was indeed his biological brother.

Zhao Mou was happy now. He got up excitedly and came over to him. He said mysteriously: Let me tell you, I was so excited when I thought about the air conditioner last night that I used the TV remote control as the air conditioner remote control. The result was- —”

His tone was too bluffing. Zhao Yijius thought of his brother's identity and hesitated: Opened it?

Hey, guess what, it won't open!

... Zhao Yijiao said with a dark face, Boring.

His brother really fits other people's impressions of Tianjin people - like a crosstalk talker.

Hey, Xiaojiu...

What are you doing again? Unable to read a book, Zhao Yijiu saw the bandage on his shoulder under his loose shirt from the corner of his eye. At least he restrained himself and didn't punch it with a fist if he didn't agree with it like he did when he was a child.

Zhao Mou discovered his intention and was not afraid at all. He crossed his legs and said, I want to say, you don't have to give me back that 'heart-piercing' thing. Anyway, you plan to conduct the evaluation game tomorrow, and wait until you become a formal deduction. If so, this knife can be used.

It's clearly called [Broken Heart]. Zhao Yijiu corrected with a cold face, and finally added, I didn't plan 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 stood up and took the book away from Zhao Yijiao's hand, with a gossipy light in his eyes: Hey, I saw you were too weak last night and I didn't ask. With your ability - how could you be injured?

Faced with this problem, Zhao Yijiu, who originally wanted to violently seize the book, frowned slightly and reflected: I am inexperienced and I am careless.

Although he was very skilled, his way of thinking did not adapt to the rhythm of the deduction, which resulted in him almost losing his life. This fact has been kept in his mind since he returned home.

He couldn't make the same mistake again.

You'll get used to it. Zhao Mou looked at his younger brother, curled his lips, and quietly put the book on the other side. He seemed to have accidentally mentioned, You said that there was another person alive who took the test with you. Come out, right?

Um.

how is he?

Very strong.

Strong? Stronger than you? A newcomer who can make this autistic brother who has barely looked at people since childhood admit that he is strong... Zhao Mou's eyes flashed under the lens, How strong?

He... Zhao Yijiu recalled it and found that he couldn't find an adjective.

Good acting skills, very good at pretending to be scared?

Good skills, but too weak?

He looks very...forget it.

After a while, Zhao Yijiao reluctantly began to praise: He is quite special. He has a lot of things to hide. He has a very high IQ and a... bad personality. What, do you have thoughts about him?

Oh~ Zhao Mou squinted, his eyes were long and thin, his smile was gentle, but the shrewdness in it was hard to ignore, Of course he is interested. If he is a potential stock, it would be fine to persuade him to join us. A good choice. Oh, by the way, character, what’s so bad about it?”

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

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

It's a stranger.

This dress completely concealed the other party's appearance, and Zhao Mou couldn't help but feel wary.

He asked over the intercom: Hello, who are you looking for?

Despite the fact that he doesn't show his face to his younger brother at home, when he speaks to outsiders, his tone is polite and gentle, like a fox hiding his sharp nails.

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

Hello! The person outside sounded a little nervous, I, my surname is Yu, I met Zhao Yijiao yesterday.

There were only two people in the house, Zhao Yijiu and Zhao Mou. It was very quiet, so the sound naturally reached Zhao Yijiu's ears.

Suddenly, Zhao Yijiu's forehead twitched.

here we go again!

Starting to pretend again!

He stepped forward despite Zhao Mou's surprised look of You actually told him our home address!? Seeing that Zhao Mou didn't press the dialogue button, he sneered from his throat: Huh, I'm not asking about character. What kind of bad method is this? It's this kind of bad method - you don't know how to find out other people's addresses, and then arrogantly come to them directly.

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

Yu Xing saw him, and his only exposed eye was bent: surprise~

Zhao Yijiu was about to close the door immediately.

No, no, no~ Yu Xing quickly held the door open with quick eyes and hands. The strength was so strong that Zhao Yijiu was slightly startled. He was stunned and Yu Xing had already opened the door wide. It's not easy to come here. Can you -

Zhao Mou's figure was glimpsed by him.

Can you take me in for a while? Brother Jiu! In an instant, his slightly teasing tone changed to look weak, pitiful and helpless.

Come in.

In response, Zhao Yijiu was too lazy to say anything and gave up his position.

Hey, thank you Brother Jiu. Yu Xing called out very smoothly, noticing the way Zhao Mou looked at him with interest, Who is this?

You're just pretending, you've found out my address, don't you know who he is? Zhao Yijiu directly exposed him and retorted.

Oh, Mr. Zhao Mou, it's our first time meeting you. Yu Xing took off his kindness and immediately took off his mask as a sign of courtesy, stretched out his hand calmly, and said with a smile, Hello.

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