dramatic death

"Murder case?"

Wen Qiu turned to the folder dated May 5 two years ago, and opened a news report from that day.The address of Huayuan District was printed on the front page headline in bold and capital letters. Wen Qiu swiped down several times and found the detailed report of the event news at that time.

"That's it." He magnified a few lines in the report, and moved the light screen to Dong Tiantian and Nie Shuangshuang to see, "The dead is a family nurse. The case was initially classified as a robbery and made the headlines of social news. , was almost classified as an annual supernatural event by the social network."

Nie Shuangshuang raised his hand and interrupted him: "I remember this incident. I heard that the relatives and friends of the deceased identified her within two hours of the report. They claimed that the little girl was pushed into the mortuary a week ago. Nobody watched it while it was burning, but it should have turned to ashes by now."

Nie Shuang nodded seriously: "The urns are all locked in the cabinet."

"That's the problem," Wen Qiu turned off the screenshot of the report, and opened a folder full of videos, "I remember that Shuangshuang happened to be testing the positioning system at that time. In order not to be discovered by the Academy of Sciences and Nightingale, we selected Three positioning goals."

"The first one is the hospital with the largest traffic flow. According to the information provided by the relatives and friends of the deceased on social networks, the time when the deceased was cremated can indeed match the time when her signal source disappeared."

Nie Shuang looked up at Dong Tiantian and added, "In other words, this girl has indeed passed away."

Wen Qiu nodded: "The second anchor point is in the abandoned capital, and everything was normal when the crime happened; but we chose Yintong's new home as the third anchor point."

"This is the source of the signal generated at the time of the crime."

Wen Qiu clicked on the video file marked with an asterisk in the folder, and the flash of light that popped up instantly made Dong Tiantian couldn't help but tilt his head back.

"Oh, a symposium for the undead?" Dong Tiantian said "tsk" twice, "There must be dozens of people at least."

Nie Shuangshuang shook his head: "No, no, no, according to my statistics at the time, there were at least tens of thousands of people in the small room of the experimental product A3206."

"To be precise, nearly 250 million people," Wen Qiu pointed to the positioning system on the screen that was obviously stuck, "equivalent to one-third of the people in Central City, all gathered in India at 14:50 p.m. Tong's house."

Dong Tiantian raised his head, just in time to meet Shang Wenqiu's gaze.

Teacher Wen chuckled and clicked on another video.

"This is the location record when you were outside the dessert house this afternoon," he enlarged the image on the light screen. "Obviously, there were at least twenty people in Yintong's dessert house at that time."

Dong Tiantian interrupted him: "At that time there were only three people in the store."

"There are only three people, Christie, Mr. Xiaoyin and An Qi."

He opened the surveillance video in the afternoon, and everything that happened in the dessert house in the high-definition video was clear and straightforward.Dong Tiantian reflexively looked at Wen Qiu, but Mr. Wen didn't intend to watch the video, and a pair of warm eyes fell on him.

"So," Wen Qiu smiled, "Whether it's An Qi or Christie, both of them have problems."

"A person can only have one mobile terminal in his life, which means that his terminal number is as unique as his identity number. After initially discovering that the two people were not quite right, I asked Shuangshuang to retrieve relevant videos from the morgue where the deceased was."

"Then we found out that what the relatives and friends of the deceased said was correct," Nie Shuangshuang continued. "This girl has indeed passed away long ago. The reason is that after she was pushed into the morgue, she opened the door and walked out by herself."

Nie Shuang curled up in the blanket, waved her hands slightly, and screamed in a low voice: "Myself! Open the door! I was terrified when I watched the surveillance in the trough, and a hand was exposed in the morgue in the middle of the night. His mother is so pale!" Then Wen Qiu slapped him on the back of the head: "Don't swear."

Dong Tiantian: "Stop, stop, stop, let's not mention what was cremated later. According to you, Mr. Xiaoyin's home care was suspended animation. She directly destroyed her mobile terminal in the morgue. What? The identity of a dead person?"

"This is unrealistic. Whether it's the Academy of Sciences or Nightingale, there must be false identities for her to use. There is really no need for her to pretend to be a dead person."

Wen Qiu couldn't help laughing: "Yes, this is the problem, why did she do this, what is she going to do, and,"

"Who is she."

……

Yin Tong sat in the bathtub, propping up the water with his knees on his pillow.

"My family caregiver is very good." He seemed to be missing something, his voice floated lightly on the water, "When Brother Chen brought her to see me at first, I thought she was a young mother, but I found out later that she Not long after graduation."

Yin Tong smiled and blinked her eyes: "It's rude, right? I think so too, but she wasn't angry with me at all, and exaggeratedly said that if I had such a son, I would really have made money."

"She looks like a teacher, a preschool teacher, kind of a babysitter. I don't mean I'm a kid myself, I mean."

"She's gentle."

Yintong paused for a moment: "She is very gentle and familiar. She will quietly heat a glass of milk at night and put it at the door of my room."

……

"According to the deceased's friend, the deceased was a 'bluffing female man' during his lifetime."

Wen Qiu took out a document from the light screen, moved it in front of him, and sorted it out while flipping through it: "The parents of the deceased also described it in the same way. They said that their daughter was a lively and cheerful person, and she didn't take anything to heart. '."

"However, according to the city surveillance a few days before the incident, the family nurse who entered Yin Tong's house may not be the same person as the relatives of the deceased."

Wen Qiu turned his head, just in time to meet the eyes of his two live treasures "accusing".He paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, okay, let's sort out our thinking from the beginning."

"First of all, we found a strange phenomenon of a sudden increase in signal sources by comparing the positioning system this afternoon with that of May 5 two years ago."

"From past experience, we can conclude that the signal sources of both Christie and An Qi are unstable. Specifically, the number of signal sources of Christie will fluctuate with her mood, and An Qi does not carry signals at all. source."

Nie Shuang raised her hands and added: "In other words, Christie has a bunch of mobile terminals on her body, while An Qi has no mobile terminals at all."

Wen Qiu nodded: "So both of them have problems. Secondly, the identity of the family nurse who died is doubtful, excluding fantasy settings such as rebirth and time travel, assuming that the person who walked out of the mortuary is indeed a living person, then what is the reason for her?" Who is working, what is the purpose, why do you want to steal the identity of a dead person?"

"Let's assume that the person who walked out of the morgue is the deceased who was pushed in before. Excluding practical problems such as the smell and decay of the corpse, how did she survive in the first place, and why did she die at Yintong's house?"

"So..." Dong Tiantian waved his hand and paused the conversation, "So the Academy of Sciences didn't compare the identities of the deceased?"

Wen Qiu narrowed his eyes and smiled, he turned the light screen in front of him and zoomed in on Dong Tiantian.

"This is the comparison result of the Academy of Sciences."

"They insist that there is no problem with the identity of the deceased. The one who died at Yin Tong's house was the one who was pushed into the mortuary before."

"And their report claims that Yintong's home caregiver committed suicide."

……

There was silence in the room.

Yin Tong huddled in a corner of the bathtub, he suddenly felt cold, as if the central air conditioner had turned on the cooling mode, and he happened to be sitting next to a vent.He pillowed his knees and raised his hands to ask questions like a schoolboy.He said: "Mr. An, what did you just say? I didn't hear you clearly. Could you please say it again? "

"Would you please repeat, how did my home care die?"

An Qi frowned because of his sudden change of address, bit his lower lip and hesitated for a moment, then repeated: "She is from"

"enough."

Yin Tong interrupted him: "Enough, you want to say that my family nurse stabbed me more than a dozen times, cut my stomach into pieces, just to commit suicide in my living room?"

He raised his head and looked directly into An Qi's eyes through the light screen. The blond young man on the other side of the screen did not look away. He frowned, and there was no blood on his tightly pursed lips.

"Tongtong," An Qi lowered his voice, "I'm sorry, don't cry."

Yin Tong laughed out loud, and he said, "Okay, I'll take it as if everything you said is the truth."

The lighting above the head made a "sizzling" electric sound, and the virtual light screen projected into the midair began to appear small stuttering again.Yin Tong ignored those strange abnormalities, he just looked at the light screen, and looked at An Qi's eyes on the opposite side of the light screen.

"It is impossible for a living person to chop herself into flesh without hesitation, unless she is already dead, or she is not human at all."

Yin Tong leaned on the edge of the bathtub and knelt in a pool of warm water, leaning close to the virtual light screen floating in midair: "Suppose my home assistant belongs to 1, then please tell me, Mr. An, when did she die and why?" How could you come to apply for my family assistant after you died?"

"Assuming my home assistant belongs to 2," he suddenly laughed, "Mr. An, please explain what she is."

The light screen floating in mid-air kept displaying "poor signal" prompts, Yin Tong looked at An Qi's eyes on the swaying screen, and said word by word.

"Mr. An, please tell me, is the world I live in now real or fake?"

The scream of a sudden explosion burst into the dark night, the sound of thundering rain mixed with the sound of small explosions, and something exploded in the empty living room, crashing on the cold floor.

Wrapped in a pool of slightly cool water, Yin Tong saw An Qi standing up abruptly across the light screen in the flickering lights.

He strode towards Yintong, as if he wanted to snatch the mobile terminal fixed not far away.The intermittent call interface struggled to show the scene opposite the light screen. Yin Tong only had time to see a hand before he heard a "pop".

The whole world fell into darkness.

Chapter 43.5 Inter-chapter

When the old housekeeper left An Qi's bedroom, he bumped into Zhou Zheng who was about to go in.Captain Zhou, who was working overtime temporarily, had a face ready to die suddenly and a pair of heavy bags under his eyes. As soon as he saw him, he pulled the corner of his lower lip angrily.

"Your young master has a good temper." He smiled eccentrically, "Brothers answered the phone for him, but he rushed over to grab the terminal. I have already handed in the report tonight, butler, you don't have to persuade me, then The two brats are still hanging in the hospital, and there is still time for treatment for the fracture."

The old butler said with a low eyebrow, "I'm troubling Mr. Zhou."

"I don't think you guys find it troublesome." Zhou Zheng leaned against An Qi's door, closed the smile on his lips, and looked a little stern, "In two days, a group of people will come down to investigate you again. The infrastructure here, the electronic equipment should be thrown and smashed, and the terminal in the wrist will be arranged for surgery. Don’t you know what virtue my young master has? If he encounters the terminal in a place other than the Academy of Sciences, he will be out What are you responsible for?"

"I think you guys are crazy. What does this kid look like and he still takes it home? Do you think high school students are too stressed to go to school? He needs an isolation cabin, understand?"

The old butler didn't speak, the smile on his face was still calm, but his eyelids drooped, as if he had aged decades in an instant.He stood at the door of the bedroom with his back straight, his eyes fixed on the toes of Zhou Zheng's shoes, and he vaguely remembered what happened in the study a few hours ago.

At that time, the power had just been cut off, and the whole room was in chaos.An Qi ran over from the sofa to snatch the terminal guarded by Nightingale, and even broke the blocker's wrist.

His eyes were clear, and his movements were as ruthless as a desperate wolf.A few steps away from the old housekeeper, he was pushed to the ground by a few soldiers, and he raised his head and kept chanting a few familiar words.

——He said: "Grandpa housekeeper, please help me."

——"Please help me."

The old butler lowered his eyes and sighed inwardly.Zhou Zheng, who was standing opposite him, was still complaining. He said, "Old man, you are over 200 this year. You are almost dead, so don't always think about pampering your children."

He fumbled for the cigarette in his pocket irritably, halfway through the pinch, he remembered that he was still settling down, and let out a rather dissatisfied "tsk".

He said: "Be sober, the more times this kid touches the terminal, the faster he will die. If you want him to live, let him not meddle in his business, don't run to A3206 all day, like a mangy dog .”

"Mr. Zhou," the old housekeeper interrupted him, "Mr. Zhou, please don't say a few words about the children. Didn't you also kneel at the gate of District 11 for a month? The Zheng family still treats you very much. There are criticisms."

Zhou Zheng trembled from being stabbed, as if someone had punched him in the stomach.He swallowed, looked at the unchanged face of the old housekeeper in the dark, spit secretly in his heart, turned around and opened the door of An Qi's room.

——Jiang is still old and hot, the old butler of the An family has been able to sit still for so many years, and the gossip behind his back is probably no less than that of Nightingale's secret whistle.

He licked his painful tongue, and felt that a bug had been stuffed in his mouth.

Young Master An's room was not very dark, the moonlight after the rain pierced through the heavy clouds, and was falling on the wooden floor in front of his bed through the glass window.Zhou Zheng pulled up a chair and sat facing An Qi's big bed. When he raised his head, he met a pair of gloomy eyes, and was so frightened that the legs of the stool fell to the floor.

"What about your eye training in the middle of the night?" He smiled with the corners of his lips pulled, "Sleep, young master, you won't be able to see the lover of your dreams even if you open your eyes."

An Qi ignored him, and turned his head to look out the window where the moonlight was falling.He went back to two hours ago, back in the small study room, Yin Tong in the terminal not far away was pale, and a drop of water dropped from his eye feathers trembling slightly.

He thought, my Tongtong is crying.

His stomach hurt like he was twisted into a ball, and his whole body fell into a whirlpool of self-loathing, but his limbs under the quilt were firmly fixed to the bed, and he couldn't even curl up into a ball.

He feels cold.

He was thinking, the power went out again, would it be cold for Tongtong to sit in the water?

It was the first time in his life that he experienced such unbearable pain, wishing he could go back to the past and strangle the self who sent the letter to death in the room.He deeply realized what he did wrong and what he needed to change. How could his Tongtong be bullied like this when he was so nice and well-behaved.

How can you be bullied like this.

He pursed his lips tightly, and heard Zhou Zheng laugh beside the bed.He said: "Young master, please be strong, don't bite your tongue and kill yourself if you don't get a toy, and let me find myself sleeping at the scene of suicide tomorrow morning."

He spoke lightly, but there was a hint of an order that could not be resisted in his tone.An Qi withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes, lay on his back on the bed, and took a deep breath of the cold winter wind, as if swallowing all the pain in his heart.

He thought I wouldn't kill myself.

——I still want to rescue Tongtong.