Black Lotus villain disguise strategy

Xue Ran was black from head to toe, with a solemn expression on her face. She was at Du Xue's funeral, and people could be heard whimpering and sobbing everywhere.

She saw the people around her silently wiping their tears, and suddenly realized that she didn't seem to be such a person who is easily affected by emotions.

After all, he did not have a deep friendship with the other party. Xue Ran asked himself, only to feel that besides the pity and regret for the deceased, the genuine grief in his heart has actually faded a bit.
She stood up from her seat at this moment and walked towards the bathroom.

Just after turning the corner, a woman seemed to be crying to someone, intermittently sobbing,

"We Xiaoxue, we Xiaoxue are still so young, why did the white-haired person send the black-haired person..."

She choked up, her broken voice was hoarse and vague,

"...I heard that when she was killed, there were obviously other people beside her, so why couldn't she help her? How could...how could she not save her?

Why, it happened that my child suffered the disaster? "

……

Xue Ran took a deep breath, only to feel that the atmosphere was too dull and oppressive, as if an inflated balloon was stuffed in the trachea, making people feel more and more suffocated.

I suddenly felt that I shouldn't be here at all today, and I forgot that the victim's family will be hit hard. Besides the murderer, there is also her, a survivor who escaped the catastrophe by chance.
Standing where he was, Xue Ran suddenly felt a little awkward, and was about to go to the corridor to take a breath, when he happened to bump into Ding Baiyi here.

Seeing his gloomy face and sad eyes, Xue Ran thought that he was grieving too much for the news of Du Xue's death, and just wanted to comfort him with the four words "sorrow and change", when he heard him say:

"I heard...they cursed the murderer who killed Du Xue with extremely vicious words," Ding Baiyi frowned,
"I know this is Du Xue's funeral, and she is the biggest victim of the accident, but I think... I think Zhou Xie is actually quite pitiful. A person who was originally good, but because he was used by others, he became Mentally ill, and killed two innocent victims, among other things, which nurse would dare to approach him in the future?"

It's not that Xue Ran has never thought about these things, they are just things that cannot be changed by their abilities, and thinking about them will only increase their worries.

"It's okay, you don't have to talk to me,"

Ding Baiyi waved his hand and said, "That's just me. I have low EQ, and sometimes I'm always sentimental for no reason, like taking the wrong medicine."

"It's not that serious,"

Xue Ran smiled kindly, changed the subject and said:
"By the way...why didn't you see the team leader?"

"The case is not over yet, they should have gone to collect evidence,"

After talking, Bai Yi added another sentence:

"And...don't you know? It's said that Inspector Jiang won't take part in gatherings of living people. He's not interested."

Although he felt that there was no need to gossip, Xue Ran blurted out a question,
"why?"

　"Ah? I guess it's the psychological trauma from childhood," Ding Baiyi said:
　"It is said that Detective Jiang's mother was hijacked by gangsters when he was very young and died at the gunpoint of the robbers. His father also suffered misfortune in an explosion."

"Explosion?" Xue Ran subconsciously said.

Ding Baiyi was obviously so innocent that he lacked a bit of insight. When the other party asked, he shook out all the gossip he knew.

"Well, the criminal in that bombing case was very arrogant, but the old detective seemed to have a deep obsession with the bombing case. When the other party threatened to blow up the building, he insisted on going to the meeting alone to negotiate with him.

But the other party was an anti-social criminal, and he didn't intend to stop at all. At the critical moment, the old detective chose to sacrifice himself in order to reduce the lethality of the explosion, and jumped into the sea with the criminal with the bomb strapped to his body. "

So what destroyed Jiang Ke was the time-bomb buried in his heart that couldn't be dismantled?
"Inspector Jiang's parents both passed away when he was more than ten years old, and he had to shoulder his own mission before he could get out of the grief. I think this kind of experience is the reason for his withdrawn personality... Oh, did I say that? A little too much?"

Seeing that Ding Baiyi made a gesture of covering his mouth and silence, Xue Ran thought to himself:

So it turned out that the childhood of loneliness and lack of love is the standard for "aspiring young people" like Jiang Xun!

But... Jiang Xun's mental journey is really as Ding Baiyi said, is it because of the loss of a loved one that he became indifferent, is it so simple and rude?
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——"Ah Choo!"

Jiang Xun, who was twenty kilometers away, sneezed unexpectedly.

Just as the detectives turned Wu Zhiyu's house upside down, not missing even a single crack in the wall, but still found no relevant clues, they went instead to the office of the psychological counseling room where Wu Zhiyu worked.

Wu Zhiyu's office is quite clean and tidy, so neat that it can be seen at a glance. I feel that his death seems to have taken away all traces of the hallucinogenic capsules, except for the residential building and a pile of unrecognizable chemicals inside.
Jiang Xun felt: Either Wu Zhiyu's work of preparing for a rainy day was perfect, or all the evidence had been cleaned up first.

Jiang Xun investigated the information about Wu Zhiyu and found that the latter had no experience in chemical research, so he thought that in that residential house, Wu Zhiyu was at most doing some simple chemical experiments, but to develop this deadly The magic capsule, the core part should not be undertaken by him.

Right now, for them who lack clues, the top priority is to decipher the notebook with the ciphertext written on it. If they can successfully decipher it, they should be able to find key information from it.

However, the work of deciphering the code is quite difficult, and it is very possible that it will take three to five years and still not get the result.

Worried, Jiang Xun casually opened the drawer in front of him, and suddenly found something in it, which was obviously incompatible with other items——

It was a very old dictionary, and its layout and page numbers were different from those of today's dictionaries that have undergone countless revisions.

This kind of staleness is not due to long-term storage, but the traces left by frequent flipping through the folded pages, and some traces are even very new.

If keeping such an "antiquity" is just a pure collection hobby, then the behavior of frequent browsing is obviously a bit weird, unless this set of behavior patterns is for a certain purpose,

Jiang Xun roughly deduced that the numbers on the notebook may correspond to the pinyin in the dictionary, or they may correspond to the page number. Wu Zhiyu translated and wrote the ciphertext by comparing the words in the dictionary.

Then he turned around, handed the dictionary to Xia Mingsheng and said:

"This is not only evidence, but also the key to deciphering the ciphertext. Be sure to inform the decipherers to keep it safe."

The other party nodded, "Yes, Inspector!"