Chapter 134
Chapter 134
Chapter 134
"Liang Siyu is a student of my mother, a very good person, four or five years older than me. Sometimes I go to school to find my mother. When she is busy, I let this sister take care of me..."
"My mother likes her very much, saying that she is very talented, and she will definitely achieve something in literature research in the future, so she is very important to her..."
"She and my mother have a real teacher-student relationship, not like the teacher-student relationship now..." Yun Wanli didn't know how to explain for a moment.
"Master and apprentice?"
"Yes, master and apprentice, it is master and apprentice, it is inheritance."
"So she often comes to my house for dinner, Yaoyao also likes this sister..."
"She is a very cheerful and gentle person. Even when she smiles, it makes people feel a faint spring breeze blowing through their hearts..."
Yun Wanli had a faint smile on his face, immersed in good memories.
"Do you like her?" Song Ci asked suddenly.
"How can there be... nothing... don't talk nonsense..."
Yun Wanli's dark cheeks were rarely flushed.
"I like it if I like it, and it's been so many years, what can't I say?"
Thinking back then, Yun Wanli was the young Mu Ai's age, and at this time a gentle and beautiful big sister appeared, no one could bear it.
"Alas..." Yun Wanli suddenly let out a long sigh.
"The last time I saw her was on the way to school to find my mother. She walked towards me with a smile on her face and waved to me from a distance."
"When I heard about her again, it was said that she committed suicide? How could she commit suicide? I don't believe that she would commit suicide at all, and neither does my father. I have been investigating for a long time, but unfortunately, no clues have been found. In the end, I can only The case ended as suicide, and my mother was sad for a long time."
Hearing his words, Song Ci suddenly had a strange feeling, and asked tentatively, "You don't choose to be a policeman because of this, do you?"
Unexpectedly, Yun Wanli actually nodded.
"I have always felt that Liang Siyu's death was not as simple as it appeared on the surface, so I have been investigating this matter privately all these years, but I have no clue until I saw Feng Zhiheng's information that day. Medical university graduates, I am particularly impressed by this line of words, because the man Liang Siyu died for was also a graduate of the [-] Jiangzhou Medical University..."
"Of course, if this is just a coincidence, I went to the school to check the files from that year, and found that the two were classmates in the same dormitory back then, and they were still good friends."
"What about this guy now?"
"Dropped out of school and went abroad, but I found out that he came back from abroad a few years ago and is currently working as a doctor in a hospital in Yanjing—a psychiatrist."
Another psychiatrist?It's really troublesome, Song Ci frowned involuntarily, there must be some unknown secret between these three people.
"what is his name?"
"Zou Wenyan."
"Okay, you will send me a copy of his and Feng Zhiheng's information later."
"Are you going to investigate them yourself?" Yun Wanli asked.
Song Ci nodded, "What else should I do? You have no way to start now, so I can only try."
Hearing the words, Yun Wanli hesitated for a moment but nodded, and said: "Then you must be more careful, Feng Zhiheng is very dangerous. I have checked the treatment files of the hospital where he works. Although many of the patients he treats have already died. They were cured by him and reintegrated into society, but there are also some who have violent behaviors, not only self-mutilation, but also related to many homicides, and these people are young girls aged 30 to [-]."
"Don't worry, I won't personally take risks, and I don't think he can hurt me." Song Ci said confidently.
This sentence, Yun Wanli agrees very much, and he also knows the ability of Song Ci, so there should be no problem.
Yun Wanli hesitated again and said: "And I think he should have sensed that I was investigating him."
Hearing this, Song Ci untied a string of amulets from his hands and handed them over.
"What is this?" Yun Wanli said so, but he had already received it in his hand.
This string of talismans is much more refined than the one he saw last time. If the last string was worth seven or eight yuan, then this string is worth at least three or forty yuan.
"Small things that can keep you awake and not affected by hypnosis." Song Ci said.
When Yun Wanli heard the words, he glanced at Song Ci in surprise. Sure enough, this kid didn't tell the truth last time, and he could only communicate with Gui.
But Yun Wanli didn't ask too much, who doesn't have a secret?There must be a reason not to say anything. Forced questioning will only hurt feelings, so I put the amulet on my wrist directly.
Before Song Ci came, he roughly guessed that Yun Wanli might be "exposed".
After all, Yun Wanli investigated Feng Zhiheng's friends and people around him, even though he used his identity as a policeman to warn these people to keep it secret.
But for Feng Zhiheng, who is proficient in hypnosis, there must be his "eyeliner" among these people.
That's why I made preparations in advance. Although this little thing consumes two points of willpower, Song Ci thinks it's worth it.
Will power: 143
Refined gas: 1.11+
Wish: Free access to Taoyuan Village of the Dead (500) - Insufficient wish points
Originally, there were 136 points of wish power, but he helped Luo Sinan fulfill his wish and gained 10 points. In this way, he has a total of 146 wish power points. Now he made such a small prop and spent 2 points to help Ye Azure, transforming her painting into a butterfly that can touch it costs another 1 point, so there are 143 points left.
Moreover, the refinement of Song Ci, through these days of unremitting practice, is also steadily increasing.
At this time, the waiter brought up the barbecue, and the two stopped talking about it.
After eating, I came out of the store, and it was only after nine o'clock.
Because they knew they were going to drink at night, they didn't drive. They were both from their own family, and they didn't say who was going to see who.
Song Ci with his hands behind his back, walked along the road all the way. The road was full of pedestrians, but they were all in a hurry. Few people were as leisurely as him.
The shops on both sides of the road were brightly lit and noisy, but Song Ci's heart seemed extraordinarily peaceful.
Go around the trash can on the side of the road, pick up a shared bicycle that fell asleep, wait for a traffic light, cross an intersection, go all the way forward, and turn right into a quiet path.
As if entering another world, the noisy voice in the ear became inaudible, until there was no sound. Under the orange street lamp, the trees on the side of the road swayed in the autumn wind, and the shadows with fangs and claws were like the minions of the devil.
Ding ding, ding ding...
A pleasant voice pierced the silent night sky.
Fan Wan and Tang Die came together one after the other.
There was originally only one bell bracelet on Fan Wan's ankle, but now it has become two. As she walked, the sounds kept interlacing, as if composing a piece of music.
And between the little guy's brows, the vicious and guarded expression was much less, and the whole person seemed to become more cheerful.
Tang Die followed her step by step, hiding under the shadow of the umbrella so that no one could see her expression.
Seeing them, Song Ci smiled and walked briskly towards them.
"Hello, village master."
Seeing Song Ci, the two little guys also showed joy and called out politely.
"It's also good for you, this title sounds a bit weird, you...you can also call me Mr. Song from now on." Song Ci thought for a while and said.
I've been called Mr. Song a lot lately, and I'm used to calling him this way.
Hearing this, the two little fellows called him Mr. Song politely.
The "Mr. Song" that came out of their mouths sounded very nice and kind...
"Be good." Song Ci, who had drunk some wine, had an extraordinarily gentle voice.
"Little Butterfly, this is a letter from your parents. One side is 'written' by your father, and the other side is 'written' by your mother..."
Song Ci took out the letter Ye Weilan asked him to bring to Little Butterfly.
The small face of Little Butterfly finally emerged from the shadow under the umbrella, and there was a light of joy in the eyes, as if even the eyes were smiling.
(End of this chapter)
"Liang Siyu is a student of my mother, a very good person, four or five years older than me. Sometimes I go to school to find my mother. When she is busy, I let this sister take care of me..."
"My mother likes her very much, saying that she is very talented, and she will definitely achieve something in literature research in the future, so she is very important to her..."
"She and my mother have a real teacher-student relationship, not like the teacher-student relationship now..." Yun Wanli didn't know how to explain for a moment.
"Master and apprentice?"
"Yes, master and apprentice, it is master and apprentice, it is inheritance."
"So she often comes to my house for dinner, Yaoyao also likes this sister..."
"She is a very cheerful and gentle person. Even when she smiles, it makes people feel a faint spring breeze blowing through their hearts..."
Yun Wanli had a faint smile on his face, immersed in good memories.
"Do you like her?" Song Ci asked suddenly.
"How can there be... nothing... don't talk nonsense..."
Yun Wanli's dark cheeks were rarely flushed.
"I like it if I like it, and it's been so many years, what can't I say?"
Thinking back then, Yun Wanli was the young Mu Ai's age, and at this time a gentle and beautiful big sister appeared, no one could bear it.
"Alas..." Yun Wanli suddenly let out a long sigh.
"The last time I saw her was on the way to school to find my mother. She walked towards me with a smile on her face and waved to me from a distance."
"When I heard about her again, it was said that she committed suicide? How could she commit suicide? I don't believe that she would commit suicide at all, and neither does my father. I have been investigating for a long time, but unfortunately, no clues have been found. In the end, I can only The case ended as suicide, and my mother was sad for a long time."
Hearing his words, Song Ci suddenly had a strange feeling, and asked tentatively, "You don't choose to be a policeman because of this, do you?"
Unexpectedly, Yun Wanli actually nodded.
"I have always felt that Liang Siyu's death was not as simple as it appeared on the surface, so I have been investigating this matter privately all these years, but I have no clue until I saw Feng Zhiheng's information that day. Medical university graduates, I am particularly impressed by this line of words, because the man Liang Siyu died for was also a graduate of the [-] Jiangzhou Medical University..."
"Of course, if this is just a coincidence, I went to the school to check the files from that year, and found that the two were classmates in the same dormitory back then, and they were still good friends."
"What about this guy now?"
"Dropped out of school and went abroad, but I found out that he came back from abroad a few years ago and is currently working as a doctor in a hospital in Yanjing—a psychiatrist."
Another psychiatrist?It's really troublesome, Song Ci frowned involuntarily, there must be some unknown secret between these three people.
"what is his name?"
"Zou Wenyan."
"Okay, you will send me a copy of his and Feng Zhiheng's information later."
"Are you going to investigate them yourself?" Yun Wanli asked.
Song Ci nodded, "What else should I do? You have no way to start now, so I can only try."
Hearing the words, Yun Wanli hesitated for a moment but nodded, and said: "Then you must be more careful, Feng Zhiheng is very dangerous. I have checked the treatment files of the hospital where he works. Although many of the patients he treats have already died. They were cured by him and reintegrated into society, but there are also some who have violent behaviors, not only self-mutilation, but also related to many homicides, and these people are young girls aged 30 to [-]."
"Don't worry, I won't personally take risks, and I don't think he can hurt me." Song Ci said confidently.
This sentence, Yun Wanli agrees very much, and he also knows the ability of Song Ci, so there should be no problem.
Yun Wanli hesitated again and said: "And I think he should have sensed that I was investigating him."
Hearing this, Song Ci untied a string of amulets from his hands and handed them over.
"What is this?" Yun Wanli said so, but he had already received it in his hand.
This string of talismans is much more refined than the one he saw last time. If the last string was worth seven or eight yuan, then this string is worth at least three or forty yuan.
"Small things that can keep you awake and not affected by hypnosis." Song Ci said.
When Yun Wanli heard the words, he glanced at Song Ci in surprise. Sure enough, this kid didn't tell the truth last time, and he could only communicate with Gui.
But Yun Wanli didn't ask too much, who doesn't have a secret?There must be a reason not to say anything. Forced questioning will only hurt feelings, so I put the amulet on my wrist directly.
Before Song Ci came, he roughly guessed that Yun Wanli might be "exposed".
After all, Yun Wanli investigated Feng Zhiheng's friends and people around him, even though he used his identity as a policeman to warn these people to keep it secret.
But for Feng Zhiheng, who is proficient in hypnosis, there must be his "eyeliner" among these people.
That's why I made preparations in advance. Although this little thing consumes two points of willpower, Song Ci thinks it's worth it.
Will power: 143
Refined gas: 1.11+
Wish: Free access to Taoyuan Village of the Dead (500) - Insufficient wish points
Originally, there were 136 points of wish power, but he helped Luo Sinan fulfill his wish and gained 10 points. In this way, he has a total of 146 wish power points. Now he made such a small prop and spent 2 points to help Ye Azure, transforming her painting into a butterfly that can touch it costs another 1 point, so there are 143 points left.
Moreover, the refinement of Song Ci, through these days of unremitting practice, is also steadily increasing.
At this time, the waiter brought up the barbecue, and the two stopped talking about it.
After eating, I came out of the store, and it was only after nine o'clock.
Because they knew they were going to drink at night, they didn't drive. They were both from their own family, and they didn't say who was going to see who.
Song Ci with his hands behind his back, walked along the road all the way. The road was full of pedestrians, but they were all in a hurry. Few people were as leisurely as him.
The shops on both sides of the road were brightly lit and noisy, but Song Ci's heart seemed extraordinarily peaceful.
Go around the trash can on the side of the road, pick up a shared bicycle that fell asleep, wait for a traffic light, cross an intersection, go all the way forward, and turn right into a quiet path.
As if entering another world, the noisy voice in the ear became inaudible, until there was no sound. Under the orange street lamp, the trees on the side of the road swayed in the autumn wind, and the shadows with fangs and claws were like the minions of the devil.
Ding ding, ding ding...
A pleasant voice pierced the silent night sky.
Fan Wan and Tang Die came together one after the other.
There was originally only one bell bracelet on Fan Wan's ankle, but now it has become two. As she walked, the sounds kept interlacing, as if composing a piece of music.
And between the little guy's brows, the vicious and guarded expression was much less, and the whole person seemed to become more cheerful.
Tang Die followed her step by step, hiding under the shadow of the umbrella so that no one could see her expression.
Seeing them, Song Ci smiled and walked briskly towards them.
"Hello, village master."
Seeing Song Ci, the two little guys also showed joy and called out politely.
"It's also good for you, this title sounds a bit weird, you...you can also call me Mr. Song from now on." Song Ci thought for a while and said.
I've been called Mr. Song a lot lately, and I'm used to calling him this way.
Hearing this, the two little fellows called him Mr. Song politely.
The "Mr. Song" that came out of their mouths sounded very nice and kind...
"Be good." Song Ci, who had drunk some wine, had an extraordinarily gentle voice.
"Little Butterfly, this is a letter from your parents. One side is 'written' by your father, and the other side is 'written' by your mother..."
Song Ci took out the letter Ye Weilan asked him to bring to Little Butterfly.
The small face of Little Butterfly finally emerged from the shadow under the umbrella, and there was a light of joy in the eyes, as if even the eyes were smiling.
(End of this chapter)