I don't have ulterior motives

He walked into Shu Pingyuan's study.The police rummaged through the drawers and bookcases, and the documents were scattered on the floor. Shu Linan frowned in disgust, kicked away the things at his feet, and walked behind the desk.

On the top drawer on the right hand side, the lock has been broken.Shu Lin'an opened it, pushed away the wooden board behind, and reached into the space formed by the drawer and the desk.

There was a small knob embedded in the wooden board on the inside of the desk, and there were four rows and four columns of metal buttons on the knob. Shu Linan pressed four of them, and turned the knob counterclockwise two and a half times, and heard a slight click. click.

Then he walked to the bookcase on the right side of the study.The ceiling-high bookcase is full of hardcover books in various languages, and it seems that they have not been touched since they were bought.

He opened the door of the bookcase, took out the books layer by layer, starting from the middlemost layer, and then removed the partitions between each layer, and then moved the matte brown wooden board on the back of the bookcase to the left.

A dark hole was revealed.

Shu Linan turned around and found the flashlight in the desk drawer, and the light from the flashlight illuminated the spiral staircase going down from the hole.

Shu Linan's hand holding the flashlight trembled slightly.Darkness, especially a dark and cramped environment made him nervous.He leaned his back against the cabinet wall next to him, took two deep breaths, and stepped into the darkness.

He has been here twice, the last time Shu Pingyuan brought him in the day after his birthday a year ago.Shu Pingyuan said that this is part of his territory, the sword that supports his territory, and the sharp edge that Shu Linan will take over one day.

But here are only the sheath and hilt of the sword.The core of the blade was elsewhere, and Shu Pingyuan hadn't handed it to him yet.

The stairs turned twice, and at the end was a hall.Shu Linan pressed the switch on the wall, and the ceiling lights turned on.He turned off the flashlight.

There are very few things in the hall. There is a leather sofa farthest from the stairs, and a dark wooden table in the center with only one screen on it.Different from the simple furniture, there are gorgeous and complicated tapestries hanging on the walls, making the whole space weird and bizarre.

Shu Linan walked to the screen, sat down on the large leather chair, and pointed his index finger at the bottom right of the screen, and the screen lit up after a while.

The lit screen was completely black, Shu Linan swiped it a few times, and a beige window appeared.This is Shu Pingyuan's scabbard, where his blade file is stored.

Files of those individuals are categorized according to where they were stored, where they were used and when they were used.Shu Lin'an called up the records of August [-]th, and a photo and information of a person appeared on the screen. A man with pale complexion, blue eye circles, and a meticulously shaved beard was staring at him sullenly.

Shu Linan clicked his tongue and wrote down his message in his mind.Then he looked through the records of the last two weeks, and it was blank.

Shu Linan closed his eyes and rubbed the center of his brows.The Muya Hotel case must have nothing to do with Shu Ping.This man will not make it so rough, so rough as if carefully designed.

Who could be so meticulously designed?

The records here only have the executor, time, location and level, and there is no information about the victim.To know the details of each event, one has to check one by one, which takes a lot of time.Fortunately he has the tools to execute.The computer here is not connected to the Internet, nor can it be connected to any external devices. Shu Linan took out his mobile phone, recorded the records with the highest level, and then sent them to someone who could help him check them.

It took him nearly three hours to sift through, guess, and draw a space-time map of each case in his mind.When it was over, he turned off the screen, sank into the chair, and let his mind sink into a blank.

It was his wish, but it didn't work out.Looking at it from the corner of the eye for so long, the colorful tapestry seemed to be imprinted in his mind. Even if he closed his eyes, the hallucination turned into colorful carnival sound and shadow.The corners of Shu Lin'an's lips slowly lifted, and his thumb knuckles rubbed against his lips.He bit his knuckles unknowingly, blood flowed down his wrist, and the colors in his hallucinations also smeared and flowed out of the canvas like a painting that had been splashed with water.

Shu Lin'an licked the blood off his wrist, feeling that the blankness in his mind had finally overcome the distorted illusion.He tried to expand the blank space, but the lines and colors around the hall kept pressing against him.The sound of the chair brought out by standing up was covered by the carpet, and there was only the voice in his head in the space.He picked up the flashlight on the table, turned it on, and turned off the light in front of the stairs.It was dark all around.

He stepped up the stairs as if fleeing, and left the glorious hall with a beam of cold light.

From the study all the way across the corridor, at the end of the other side is his room.When he was a child, he often felt that there was a canyon outside the door of his room. When he opened the door, everyone else was far away, and he couldn't cross it at all.

He tentatively talked about his hallucinations with his father for the first time...he couldn't remember the other party's cold expression.

Shu Lin'an closed the door of his room with his back, shutting the world out.

He leaned against the back of the world, sat down slowly, and sank his fingertips into his palm.

In the pain that changed from sharp to dull, he vaguely remembered someone gently stroking his palm, holding his hand, and stroking again and again.

Shu Lin'an was sitting behind the door, the curtains on the opposite side had not been opened, but the light was gradually dimming.He got up once in the middle, and took out the pocket knife from the desk drawer.Because of the constant churn in his head, if he didn't stay awake and have the necessary blankness, he'd lose the touch of his palms.

When there was no light behind the curtains, the doorbell rang several times, but Shu Linan didn't seem to hear it.

He heard it, but didn't know if it was the doorbell or another brisk hallucination.

He was still holding the small knife loosely in his hand, and some of the wounds on his legs had begun to scab, while others were still bleeding.

The doorbell finally died down, but Shu Linan's ears were still ringing with the changed tone.That voice may lead to another world, and I may have inexplicable expectations for it.But it was also the expectation that he didn't dare to take a peek.

The vibration of the phone interrupted the ringing in his ears.Shu Lin'an raised his head, and the phone glowed on the ground half a meter away, shook twice, then went dark again.

Shu Linan looked at it for a while, stretched his legs and hooked the phone over, and an unread message was displayed on the top of the screen.

"Lin'an, are you home?"

Shu Lin'an clicked on the message, his fingers stayed on this sentence, but he didn't move to the typing box for a long time.

He just held the phone like this until his hands were a little sore.The time displayed on the phone was seven o'clock, and the sky outside the window was almost completely dark, Shu Linan wanted to draw the curtains a little.Just as he moved his feet, the phone vibrated again. Shu Linan's hand trembled unconsciously, and he blinked.

"I bought siu mai and ginger milk, and others."

Another message.The phone vibrated and the doorbell rang at the same time.

"I'm at your door."

Shu Linan grabbed the phone.The world that was shut out slipped in through the door through text messages.

Shu Lin'an still wanted to hesitate a bit, wanted to test the doorknob, and hesitated in front of the canyon outside the door.

But the other party said it was at his door.He couldn't bear to make him wait.

Shu Lin'an stretched his numb legs, rolled up the collar of his nightgown, kicked the knife under the bed, walked through the long dark corridor, and walked to the door.

The light from the street lamp came in from behind the person in front of him, illuminating a small area in front of the door.

Jin Bei stepped in and frowned as he looked at the pitch-black house.He followed He Chen to check Shu Pingyuan's background at the police station all day today.for……

"Have you eaten yet?" He looked at Shu Lin'an. In the darkness, Shu Lin'an's face was illuminated by the street lamps, and his face was warm orange. His eyes were a little dazed, and he opened his eyes wide to look at him.

Shu Lin'an took a step back subconsciously: "Yesterday at noon..."

"Haven't eaten all day?" Jin Bei raised his voice unconsciously, took another step forward, closed the door, and turned on the light in the hall.Shu Linan was a little uncomfortable with the suddenly lit up environment, squinted his eyes, looked at Jin Bei's expression, and replied, "I ate biscuits...".

Jin Bei suddenly saw something and frowned.He put the bag in his hand on the cabinet in the entrance, squatted down, and clasped Shu Linan's knee with his left hand.

Shu Linan was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that he hadn't changed into his nightgown just now, only the hem of the nightgown a little below his knees couldn't cover the wound on his leg, and those long or short knife marks were particularly eye-catching on his fair calf.

"Hmm..." Shu Lin'an wanted to back away, but Jin Bei firmly clasped his legs, lifted the hem of his nightgown, confirmed that the injuries were only on his calves, and he was slightly relieved.He looked up at Shu Lin'an: "How did you do it?"

"Accidentally rowed..." Shu Linan looked at the ground and whispered.

Jin Bei raised his eyebrows, obviously not convinced: "Where did you draw it?"

Shu Linan stared at the ground without answering.

Jin Bei sighed, and carefully touched the edge of the wound. The touch of his fingers made Shu Linan hide for a while, and Jin Bei quickly raised his head: "It hurts?"

"No……"

There are quite a lot of knife wounds, but not very deep, and some of them have scabbed over.Jin Bei closed his eyes, took a deep breath, stood up, and said in as calm a tone as possible: "Eat first." He looked around the chaotic living room, "I'll clean it up for you later."

"No need." Shu Linan followed behind him with his head down, walking to the kitchen door.

"No? Then how do you live? Do you live in my house?"

Shu Lin'an originally wanted to say that I can just clean up by myself, but when I heard his last words, I was stunned.

Jin Bei took out a few plates and bowls from the mess in the kitchen, put them under the faucet, and the sound of rushing water covered Shu Linan's answer.He didn't hear Shu Linan say, okay.

Jin Bei poured out two bowls of porridge, a bowl of ginger milk, a dish of siu mai, and a dish of fish cakes, and brought them to the table: "Just buy some."

"So much."

"I haven't eaten all day, aren't you hungry?" After the water dispenser boiled, Jin Bei poured another glass of water and put it in front of Shu Lin'an.

"Not hungry." Shu Linan looked at him, his eyes finally recovered from the daze just now, and there was a little smile in his voice.

Jin Bei rolled his eyes at him: "If you're not hungry, you have to finish eating."

Shu Lin'an scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and the warm liquid slid down his throat, as if it warmed up his limbs and bones, suppressing the noise in his head.

He ate spoonful by spoonful, and it was rare that there was nothing in his mind to disturb him, only a piece of peace that he didn't know when it would start and end.

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"I haven't eaten all day, aren't you hungry?"

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