Starting from you are my glory

"Then." Wei Zhengrong licked his lips that were dry due to nervousness, "You guys, you and your alter ego, how was your chat?"

"It's good." Wu Jia pointed to the sun in the sky, "After all, he grew up on the darkness in my heart, so he is naturally afraid of the sun and will not come out during the day."

"At night, I'll let him come out and relax."

"But don't worry. At most, he only has the temporary right to use half of my body. Without my permission, he can't use even a hair's permission."

"So I have to bear a lot of responsibility for the damage to the surveillance system that day. When he reached out, I actually already knew what he was going to do, but..."

Wu Jia looked at Wei Zhengrong calmly, "As a person, if you are under surveillance for a long time, even if it is necessary, you will have a rebellious mentality."

"I didn't stop him immediately, which caused the surveillance to be damaged. That's why."

"Have you ever communicated with the doctors at NTU Hospital about your current status?"

Wei Zhengrong was not sure about Wu Jia's current situation. He was just an old criminal policeman with rich experience in investigating cases. He had read some books on psychology and criminology in his spare time. He had become a monk halfway without a professional guide. He was already leaning towards it. I believe Wu Jia. When emotion defeats reason, he can no longer trust his own judgment.

"We had some communication when I went there last week."

Wu Jia shrugged and said with a frivolous smile: "The doctor said he wanted to study me as a special case, but I refused."

"I don't want to be used as a guinea pig."

It means even doctors can’t grasp it.

Wei Zhengrong heard the meaning of what Wu Jia relayed to the doctor and decided to go to the doctor later to learn more.

"As long as it's not you, as long as you can control it." Wei Zhengrong took out his nervous hand from his pocket, patted Wu Jia's shoulder kindly, and accidentally took out the photo of the victim in his pocket. , fell to the ground.

"Ok?"

Wu Jia picked up the photo and let out a light sigh.

"how?"

"you recognize?!"

Facing Wei Zhengrong's inquiry, Wu Jia shook his head, "I don't know him, but he does."

"Him?" Wei Zhengrong didn't react at first, but he immediately understood, "Your second personality? How does he know this person?"

There was no answer. Wu Jia frowned. After a while, he relaxed and gestured towards Wei Zhengrong, "Uncle Wei, come in."

"I'll let him tell you personally."

Compared with the ubiquitous sunlight outside the flower shop, the light inside the flower shop was a little darker. Wu Jia came to the corner and opened a thick curtain.

"After all, it's daytime. Although I don't care about his feelings, it's better to be respectful."

Wei Zhengrong looked at Wu Jia who was getting ready, and knew from the conversation outside the store just now that this was setting up a more comfortable environment for the second personality who was afraid of the sun.

"You now have 5 minutes to answer Uncle Wei's questions through your mouth."

After the inexplicable words, Wei Zhengrong felt keenly that Wu Jia in front of him had changed. He still had the same eyes, the same expression, and the same facial features.

By the way, facial features? ! mouth!

There is a vague smile on the mouth, and if you look closely, it seems to be mocking, and the whole face looks very inconsistent.

This is not Wu Jia's mouth, no, this is not the mouth controlled by Wu Jia's personality!

Behind this mouth, there is now a second personality!

"Wei Zhengrong~" His name was spoken from that mouth in a frivolous tone, mixed with complex emotions, including hatred, resentment, and fear.

"This girl." Wei Zhengrong tried hard to control his expression without being disturbed, and placed the photo in front of Wu Jia, "You know her."

"what is her name?"

"Where did we meet?!"

"Why should I tell you?" The frivolous voice made Wei Zhengrong a little angry, but when he saw Wu Jia's face and innocent eyes, Wei Zhengrong could only suppress his inner dissatisfaction and tried to maintain a calm voice. .

"If you don't tell me, I will tell Wu Jia in five minutes and ask him not to let you out at night!"

"In order to prevent him from relenting, I will move here and live with him for at least a month."

"You can try!"

Looking at the bitten lips that were about to bleed, Wei Zhengrong knew that his words had an effect. Sure enough, after both parties spent 2 minutes in torment, the biting lips finally loosened.

"I saw this woman when I went out a few nights ago."

"That day he let me use his eyes."

"I look at everything and everything greedily!"

"Let's get to the point!" Wei Zhengrong hurriedly interrupted the second personality's recollection, "This woman!"

Although the second personality could only open his mouth temporarily, Wei Zhengrong still noticed some dissatisfaction, but he didn't care.

"That night, I saw her arguing with someone on the phone, probably her boyfriend. She had a lot of gibbering."

"Then he hung up the phone and drove away. Before leaving, he tore something and threw it on the ground. I went over and took a look. It was a business card. I didn't look at it carefully, but there was a company name on it."

"Dream Chaser Media or something like that."

"That place should be where the woman works, or where her boyfriend works."

Just as he was about to continue speaking, the time came, and the overall harmonious feeling appeared in front of Wei Zhengrong again.

"Sorry, Uncle Wei."

Wu Jia said apologetically: "After all, it was the darkness in my heart, and I was emotionally offended."

"It's okay." Wei Zhengrong shook his head, "I'm already very restrained."

"Dream Chaser Media..." Wei Zhengrong muttered, this was the key clue to find out the victim's information.

"I'll go back to the bureau first. If you need anything, call me."

Wei Zhengrong warned as he ran out: "I will accompany you to the hospital next week!"

"How? What's the result?"

After receiving the information, Lu Xingzhi immediately informed him to retrieve corporate information related to Dream Chaser from the background of the police system. When he saw the photo and name of the corporate legal person, a strange, as if spinning illusion lingered in his mind for a long time. Can't be dispersed.

Facing Wei Zhengrong's inquiry, Lu Xingzhi handed him the file bag in his hand and motioned for him to read it himself.

"this is not..."

The first photo, a photo in the personnel file from 13 years ago, showed a man with long hair, a bruise on his face, and a rebellious look in his eyes, which aroused Wei Zhengrong's memory.

"Yao Shuo."

Lu Xingzhi clicked on the file, "My real name is Yao Fengshou, and I named myself Yao Le."

"Hey." Wei Zhengrong shook his head, "Yao Le, music Le, if you call it happy Le, he will ignore you."

"Yes, it was you who captured him back then."

"Why are you related to him again?" Wei Zhengrong smiled and continued to read down.

"Dream Chaser Culture Media Co., Ltd., he is the legal person of that company."

Lu Xingzhi took Wei Zhengrong, who was looking through the information, into the car and said, "Let's go and meet the people from back then."

"He is indeed from that time."

"And it's a coincidence that 13 years ago it was because of a serial murder case, and now it's because of a copycat case." Shaking the materials in his hands, Wei Zhengrong sighed, "Why do I feel that we are repeating what happened 13 years ago? The investigation seems to be fulfilling something."

"I feel the same way." Lu Xingzhi nodded, "And I also have an intuition."

"Tell me about it." Wei Zhengrong was very interested, because generally speaking, the veteran detective's intuition often represents the truth or direction.

Of course, the time I made a mistake 13 years ago cannot be counted.

"I always feel that this situation occurred because Zhang Sicheng was arrested too easily two years ago."

"A murderer who exhausted so many people's efforts and directly caused the death of three people 13 years ago was reported and arrested so easily by his own son."

"What you said makes sense." The almost joking words made Wei Zhengrong's face turn serious, "Although I don't know why, I feel the same way."

The two looked at each other, feeling inexplicably heavy.

Now that the real culprits have been arrested, if this situation still occurs, it means that 13 years ago, there was still a part hidden underwater, which was not noticed or discovered by them under the cover of the serial murder case.

"Let's do it step by step." In order to prevent the two of them from getting into trouble, Lu Xingzhi changed the topic while driving, "What did Wu Jia say?"

"Did he damage the surveillance camera intentionally?"

"Yes, but no." Wei Zhengrong said something inconsistent, "That was done by his second personality."

During the drive, Lu Xingzhi said nothing, quietly listening to Wei Zhengrong explain what he had just seen and thought in the flower shop.

"I'll go to the hospital next week, too." When they arrived at their destination, Lu Xingzhi left these words before getting off the car.

"Okay." Wei Zhengrong was stunned for a moment, but did not refuse in the end.

"Why does this place look like a scenic spot?" Wei Zhengrong glanced at the antique pavilions and pavilions around him, "What does this place have to do with that kind of cultural media?"

"You should know if you go in and take a look." Although Lu Xingzhi looks younger than Wei Zhengrong, he obviously cannot keep up with the changes in the trend. The ever-changing world is around us, but too rapid development leaves behind He is actually a man of his time.

In fact, development means elimination. The difference is that for items, what is eliminated are backward items that have been replaced and cannot keep up with the times.

But for people, no, it should be human thoughts. Thoughts that cannot keep up with the times will be ruthlessly eliminated. People are just the carrier of thoughts and the manifestation of the three-dimensional world.

Stepping into this building, which is obviously a replica of a courtyard house in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, a babbling song became clearer and clearer as the steps continued.

Wei Zhengrong had never heard of opera singing, but judging from the costumes of the people on the stage in the open-air courtyard, it seemed that they were singing opera, but it sounded like a pop song because there was no accent that belonged to opera.

"What is this?" Wei Zhengrong looked at Lu Xingzhi doubtfully, "Singing opera or something?"

"I don't know either." Lu Xingzhi didn't know this and shook his head honestly.

"It's very fancy, does anyone see this?"

"Maybe, otherwise why would you arrange this?"

While we were chatting, the action on the stage ended. Directly across the stands, a thin man with clean hair stood up and applauded.

"Good! Very good! That's what it means!!"

"The expressions need to be richer for a while, so that the emotions of the entire stage will be better!"

"Let's take a rest first and then let's continue!"