Soul Patch

Chapter 117 Suspect

"When I was five years old, my father was murdered."

I share your persistence. I've always felt there was more to my father's death than meets the eye, and I've never given up on finding the killer.

When Wenjie said these words, it seemed as if he was talking to himself.

His voice was low and filled with sorrow.

He suddenly appeared in front of Jia Nan and kicked the kitchen knife out of her hand.

Lost in her own pain, Jia Nan was completely unprepared when the knife in her hand fell to the corner of the wall.

Clang! The hilt of the knife struck the wall with a loud thud.

"you……"

Jia Nan then realized that the situation had been reversed without her noticing.

Wenjie pressed his finger to Jia Nan's lips and made a "shh" gesture.

"You've been talking for so long, it's my turn now."

Wenjie said slowly and deliberately.

“I followed the clues left by the killer of my father and found you.”

As he spoke, Wenjie grabbed Jia Nan's chin, looked directly into her dark eyes, and said, "Tell me, who taught you how to tie a butterfly ribbon?"

When her father died, she was only five years old, while Jia Nan was a few years younger than her, so it couldn't be Jia Nan.

Of course, it's also unlikely to be Jia Song.

Jia Nan gave Wen Jie a cold look and said only one sentence: "Let go."

There was no mention of the butterfly cord clasp.

Wenjie released his grip on Jia Nan's chin.

He stared at Jia Nan with murderous eyes, waiting for her to answer his question.

Jia Nan frowned slightly; he was genuinely thinking about the butterfly cord.

A second or two later, Jia Nan uttered a name, her tone so cold it seemed to freeze: "Jia Lin."

There's no mistake, it was definitely Jia Lin who taught it.

And he wouldn't help Jia Lin hide anything.

Wenjie glanced at Jia Nan in surprise for a moment; he hadn't expected things to go so smoothly.

It went more smoothly than I expected.

He thought that if he asked this question, given Jia Nan's indifferent attitude towards everything, she would dismiss it with disdain.

Or they might simply say, "I don't know."

Jia Lin, since he also shares the surname Jia, must be related to Jia Nan, right?

Wenjie asked tentatively

"Jialin? So who is this Jialin to you?"

"He's nobody, I have nothing to do with him."

As she spoke, a hint of coldness flashed in Jia Nan's eyes.

Wenjie keenly noticed this subtle change in expression.

People who deliberately say it's okay are often actually very close.

This kind of human psychology is very strange.

For example, a wife might ask her husband, "Who is that pretty girl standing next to you in the group photo of your colleagues that you posted on your WeChat Moments?"

Regarding this question, you'll usually get the following response: Oh? That person is just a colleague; we rarely interact at work.

Actually, there might be two girls standing next to you.

And your wife didn't even explicitly ask which one it was.

Wenjie smiled knowingly, then asked, "So, where is Jia Lin now?"

"I don't know." Jia Nan shrugged and pursed her lips. "Anyway, he's not in M ​​City. He said he's not going back to M City."

After saying this, Jia Nan changed the subject and asked, "You mean Jia Lin murdered your father?"

"Uncertain, but very likely."

Wenjie's eyes dimmed.

"Jia Lin killed someone?" Jia Nan's expression turned bewildered.

"So, if it really was Jalin who murdered your father, do you want... revenge?"

When she asked this question, Jia Nan kept staring into Wen Jie's eyes.

Wenjie exchanged a meaningful glance with Jia Nan for a moment, smiled mysteriously, and said, "No, I have my own way of doing things. But it's definitely not about killing him, nor is it about bringing him to justice."

This left Jia Nan even more puzzled.

Or perhaps, he doesn't need to understand.

All he needs to do is kill Wenjie so he can use the money to pay tribute to his brother tomorrow.

He couldn't be bothered to think about Jia Lin.

Over the years, Jia Lin has never cared about them, and he doesn't even care whether they live or die.

Perhaps she minded, but in Jia Nan's view, such mindedness was insincere.

Judging from Wenjie's skills just now, he definitely wouldn't be a match for him in a one-on-one fight, so I'll have to rely on external forces.

Jia Nan glanced at the bedside table out of the corner of her eye.

If I remember correctly, there was a packet of sleeping pills in the bedside table drawer.

Should a patch be released?

【Yes】

[Refactoring patch successfully deployed]

Wenjie, who was standing in front of Jia Nan, suddenly disappeared.

Time was too short; the system, like a sudden unexpected obstacle, abruptly interrupted their conversation.

Before Wenjie could even consider the impact of releasing the patch on real life, the image began to fade until it finally disappeared completely.

Wenjie, sitting on the sofa in Huang Weiwei's living room, looked at the page in his hand.

Damn it.

The paper, which was clearly covered with writing and lines, now had large areas of blank space.

That means we succeeded!

Wenjie forced himself to suppress his elation and carefully recalled how the correction he had made to Jia Nan's life trajectory had affected the fates of others.

1. Myself – Jia Song – Jia Nan

2. Jia Nan – Wang Fan (directly related) – Zhang Yao (indirectly related) – Zhang Meng (same as above) – Huang Dongheng (same as above)

3. Jia Nan – Hao Shuai (directly related) – Unknown (indirectly related)

4. Jia Nan – Bai Yu (corrected)

5. Jia Nan – Cheng Xiaohui (directly related) – Lin Yufei (indirectly related) – Zhang Qian (same as above) – Zhang Hongshan (same as above)

In other words, Jia Nan encountered himself earlier than expected in 2016, which led him to directly target himself.

In the aforementioned case simulation, the life trajectories of Wang Fan, Zhang Yao, Zhang Meng, Huang Dongheng, and Hao Shuai in the second scenario and the third scenario, respectively, were revised.

So……

The murder that occurred at Huang Dongheng's residence today would no longer exist.

Wenjie looked to his side, and if he remembered correctly, there were two stacks of materials collected by Huang Dongheng on the sofa cushion next to him.

Sure enough, there was nothing on the sofa cushions next to it.

When his gaze swept across the table, he noticed there was only one glass on it.

That's the one in front of him.

There were clearly three glasses!

Where are Huang Weiwei's and Yang Shanshan's glasses?

Wenjie then thought again, if Huang Dongheng hadn't been murdered, Yang Shanshan would probably be sleeping at home right now!

After the system reshapes Wenjie's life trajectory, his location remains unchanged each time he exits the system.

The last time Wenjie reshaped Zhao Xiaolong's life trajectory in the park next to his workplace, he became a murderer while Zhao Xiaolong got the job and life that should have been his.

He activated the system in the park next to his workplace that time, and he was still in the same park and on the same bench after logging out of the system. This made him run back to the office area, where he ran into Bai Yu and felt quite awkward.

This time it was even more awkward. He had originally intended to hitch a ride with the police to Yang Shanshan's house. However, because Huang Dongheng had been murdered, the police car drove to the crime scene—Huang Dongheng's house—on the way.

There, he bumped into Huang Weiwei and Yang Shanshan, who were returning from the crime scene, and accompanied them back to Huang Weiwei's house.

Now that Huang Dongheng is alive, there's no reason why Yang Shanshan would come to Huang Weiwei's house.

He's a grown man, sitting on Huang Weiwei's living room sofa in the middle of the night... What's going on here!

He tiptoed toward the door.

Looking at the page in his hand, he picked up a pencil from the coffee table and added above it:

Jia Lin – Wen Tianyi?

Jia Lin - Jia Song (transvestite)

Wen Tianyi is his father!

Regarding the father's death, valuable clues and suspects have finally been found.

(End of this chapter)