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I heard that the gangster "Shen Jiyun" died.

Because he offended Wang Chaolin, a powerful son of Ocean International School, he was forced to retaliate privately. He was stabbed several times and dumped his body on the street corner.

When the "brother" of "Shen Jiyun" rushed to the scene, the place was already surrounded by people on three floors inside and three floors outside. He broke through the crowd and the cordon to rush to identify the corpse, and even the police couldn't stop him.

After confirming his identity, "Shen Yuze" knelt and wailed while hugging "his brother"'s corpse, heart-rending and heart-stirring.

The biggest suspect, Wang Chaolin, was taken away from the school by the police on the spot for investigation. When this person was taken away, his crying was worse than that of "Shen Yuze". Looking for my dad"...

But no one sympathized, and no one believed it.

Not long ago, another gangster had an arm chopped off by Wang Chaolin in the street, and everyone still vividly remembered it.

"Is there any king's law? They dare to kill people!"

"That's right! Can someone with power and power just ignore people's lives? Look at the child who was killed, how old he is, how pitiful..."

"Who is his father surnamed Wang? Come out of human flesh, let's see if this grandson dares to rely on Laozi's power in the future!"

……

Even his classmates watched the show by the side of the road and stood by. It seems that this person is really notorious, and passers-by are filled with righteous indignation.

On the same day, Shen Jiyun received a call from a stranger.

"Excuse me, are you Shen Yuze's younger brother?"

Shen Jiyun was taken aback for a moment, and said hoarsely, "Who is that?"

"My name is He Minghao. His friend, uh, is also his future classmate... That's right, your brother sent me a text message three days ago, asking me to call you today. If he hasn't come home yet, don't wait for him Yes, he told you to study hard."

"..."

"Hey, are you listening?"

Holding the phone, Shen Jiyun couldn't stop the soreness in his eyes, and hot tears welled up.

After waking up that day, when he found that the clothes on his body had disappeared together with Shen Yuze, he knew that his brother had done something stupid.

Shen Jiyun searched outside for three days and three nights but couldn't find his brother's figure, but he knew Wang Chaolin's details, that kid would at most find some thugs to take revenge on him, and he would never dare to kill anyone. What happened.

After three days of sleepless nights, anticipating the worst, Shen Jiyun didn't cry; when he saw his brother's dead body with his own eyes, Shen Jiyun didn't cry, but there was an unreal pain.

But at this moment, when Shen Yuze asked his classmates to relay his words, Shen Jiyun burst into tears.

He was sobbing and trembling all over, crying like a wronged child.

"Are... are you okay?" He Minghao heard something and asked worriedly.

Shen Jiyun reluctantly replied "It's okay" with a changed voice, then couldn't control his emotions anymore, and hung up the phone.

He covered his face, shrunk his shoulders, and slowly squatted down, wailing in a heart-rending wail.

In the following period of time, Shen Jiyun participated in the investigation of "Shen Jiyun"'s death as "Shen Yuze".

Like the parents' car accident three years ago, all procedures were completed, but because there was no direct evidence, Wang Chaolin refused to admit the fact of the murder, resulting in the suspect being exonerated and the case closed.

However, because Wang Chaolin hired a thug to hurt Shen Jiyun, it was proved to be true, and he committed the crime of intentional injury. In addition, he was shaken up by "enthusiastic people" with many previous convictions. Coincidentally, this guy just came of age not long ago, so he was sentenced to death. Sentenced to three years in prison.

Not only that, it is said that Wang Chaolin's father, who was an official, was also deeply implicated, and his political opponents took advantage of this opportunity to make trouble and dismissed him.

Three months later, all the dust settled.

Shen Jiyun returned home in a daze, looking at the dead silent room, not knowing what to do.

His parents and younger brother are gone, so what's the point of his life?

Even if they found their murderer, who else could he tell?With whom?

Just when he was desperate, someone knocked on the door of Shen's house.

Shen Jiyun reacted slowly, stood up with his exhausted body and walked to the door: "Who?"

No one answered.

Shen Jiyun frowned, and opened the door cautiously, but there was no one outside the door, only a piece of paper folded into the shape of a hexagram lying quietly on the ground.

Shen Jiyun looked around, squatted down to pick it up, and turned back into the house.

Opening the paper, I saw that there were only two simple sentences and nine characters inside——

"He's not dead.

Stop going underground. "

Shen Jiyun stared at these nine words, almost staring at them for 5 minutes.

He is not dead.

he is not dead...

"Ha..." He squeezed the note, his eyes were red, and he was crying and laughing all of a sudden...

He didn't know who sent this note to him, and he didn't know whether the person who sent the message was an enemy or a friend.

He seems to have guessed something, but he has no clue.

But it doesn't matter, knowing that my brother is not dead, that's enough!

This alone made Shen Jiyun seem to be alive again, and his eyes were ignited with vitality.

Just in time, the phone in his pocket rang again.

Shen Yuze didn't bring his mobile phone when he left, and Shen Jiyun carried this mobile phone with him day and night. Sometimes he would sit with his mobile phone in his arms for a day, imagining that his brother was still there, and that he was actually the one who died.

When he became crazy, he would even use Shen Yuze's mobile phone to send messages to his own mobile phone to obtain short-term comfort and salvation.

Hearing the text message at this moment, Shen Jiyun immediately took it out to check.

Sure enough, it was He Minghao again...

Shen Yuze has a slow temperament, and since his parents passed away, he has been even more reticent outside, so he doesn't have many close friends.During this time, occasionally his classmates and friends sent him messages, but most of them comforted him after learning that "Shen Jiyun" had died.

Things have faded these days, and there are very few condolences or greetings. Only this He Minghao chats with him every now and then.

Perhaps because He Minghao was the last person his brother communicated with before he left, Shen Jiyun was more tolerant and polite to him, and often pretended to be Shen Yuze to reply to him.

"Hey, school is about to start. When are you coming to the Imperial Capital? Have you booked your ticket? Do you want me to pick you up at the station?" He Minghao asked.

Shen Jiyun was stunned for a while, remembering that his younger brother asked He Minghao to relay his words, his eyes became hot again.

He squeezed the piece of paper tightly, as if he had made up his mind, he put away his phone and started rummaging through the boxes and cabinets to find the textbooks that Shen Yuze had sorted out from school.

A few days later, Shen Jiyun took his brother's ID card and a box of "Books from Heaven" on his back, and embarked on the road to the Imperial Capital National University.

***

one year later.

Country B.

The super high-rise mansion located in the most prosperous area of ​​the city is brightly lit.

Champagne, fine wines and various delicacies and pastries were placed on the long tables, and elites and rich people from all walks of life gathered together to enjoy a quarterly private party.

Stock market tycoons and politicians discussed the latest political situation, businessmen consulted scientists about cutting-edge scientific technologies with business opportunities, superstars discussed luxury cars, beauties, and entertainment gossip... Everyone toasted and exchanged glasses, talking and laughing.

Until midnight, someone couldn't hold back and urged: "Evan, isn't it time for the most exciting show tonight?"

Evan Hewlett is the owner of the mansion where the party is held this time. He is 50 years old, with white ears and temples, and a simple but shrewd smile on his chubby face.

He looked at the time and said with a smile: "Dennis, you are too impatient, there are still 10 minutes until twelve o'clock."

The guy named Dennis complained: "I had an important date today, and I refused the beauty to come here just to watch that wonderful show again... I drank a lot of wine and went to the toilet several times , wait any longer, I'm going to get drunk, can't you let them out in advance for me?"

Evan laughed loudly, obviously pleased by the other party's "compliment" in disguise.

When people live to their level, they have to have some things that ordinary people can't see and can't afford, to satisfy their own vanity.

There were old acquaintances present, as well as upstarts who were included in the circle for the first time. Some people began to gear up and look forward to it, and followed Dennis to boo and urge, while some people looked blank: "What wonderful program?"

Evan saw that everyone's appetite was whetted, so he put down his glass and said, "Okay, my dear guests, since everyone is looking forward to it so much, let's start our last carnival tonight, but for those who are watching for the first time, I still need to say a few requirements in a cliché."

The crowd listened with bated breath.

"First of all, in the following programs, I ask everyone to turn off their mobile phones and not to take pictures; secondly, never tell any ordinary people what you have seen and heard today, even if you can't help but share yours Shock and joy, please don't bring my name." Evan blinked and joked.

Everyone burst into laughter. Evan just positioned others as "ordinary ordinary people", and naturally promoted the people present to "noble people". Everyone was happy and became more and more curious. What the hell is the mystery show.

Evan said again: "If those troublesome organizations find me because of a friend present, I will find a way to find out who leaked the secret. At that time, your reputation in the circle will not be very good. OK."

Dennis urged: "Alright, Evan, everyone who has come to this point must be an honest person and will not spread it randomly. Very few people are qualified to watch such a program."

Everyone also nodded, expressing their sincerity.

Evan nodded in satisfaction, clapped his hands and told the maid to prepare.

After a while, everyone saw two maids working together to push out a long table with pulleys from the game room next door. On the table was a fully transparent acrylic box, about two square meters in size and half a meter high.

Everyone surrounded them, and when they got closer, they could see clearly that there were several beautiful villas in the box, with gardens, squares, lawns...they were made lifelike, like a corner of a shrunken residential area.

One of the people in the room was an architect. Upon seeing this, he laughed and said, "What's so strange about this, isn't it just an architectural model?"

The man named Dennis stared at the box with glowing eyes and interjected, "Not only that, you'll know after reading it!"

Evan walked to the table with a smile. In order to let everyone see more clearly, he lifted the lid of the acrylic box with air holes, and called in: "Children, don't be shy, tonight's performance has begun, come out quickly and let us know." Let the guests be happy."

When the architect heard this, he looked at the "model" nervously.

A few seconds later, the door of one of the houses suddenly moved, opened a crack, and a small head poked out from inside.

"Oh my god...!" A female celebrity present immediately covered her mouth in disbelief.

It was a little man who was only seven or eight centimeters tall, with long chestnut hair and a beautiful lace skirt, who timidly walked out of the villa and stood on the lawn.

She picked up the hem of her skirt, endured the trembling, and bowed to the giants above her head.