Netherworld Investigator

"Hi, Brother Fang, I'm Zhou Wentao from the School of Physics."

Fang Qihang raised his head from the book, pushed the black-rimmed glasses that slid down the bridge of his nose, and looked suspiciously at the tall and handsome young man in front of him, "You, how are you? Excuse me...do I know you?"

Zhou Wentao shook his head and said with a smile, "But I want to know you."

Fang Qihang has a little habit, he is used to origami while thinking, sometimes he will conveniently use the folded paper boat as a bookmark and put it in the pages borrowed from the library.

"I like the number seven. Because seven can be both the end and the starting point of a week." Zhou Wentao arranged the seven paper boats in front of Fang Qihang one by one, and winked at him. When you are seven small boats, you must come and see this friend who 'learns the sea without limit and works hard'."

"But, how do you know it's me..." Fang Qihang pursed his lips in bewilderment.

"Now there are not many people who will seriously fill in the □□ on the last page of the book." Zhou Wentao slightly raised the corner of his mouth, "Your handwriting is so beautiful.

"Thank you, thank you." Fang Qihang opened his eyes slightly, his eyes were clear, "Senior, you are from the School of Physics, why do you read so many books on humanities?"

Zhou Wentao told him that in the final analysis, science is human knowledge.And Fang Qihang later understood that all the unexplainable coincidences in the world are human-made in the final analysis.

"It's said that water can carry a boat, it's true." Zhou Wentao patted the handlebar of the bicycle, and put his long legs on the ground, "You see, there is water in my name, and there is a boat in your name. Let me give you a ride this rainy day."

The powder-like rain covered Fang Qihang's glasses lenses, covering his surprised and joyful eyes.

"Student, I heard that you are sick again?" Zhou Wentao stood in front of the handsome pale boy, and reached out to rub his hair affectionately, "It's all because of lack of exercise, how about it, from now on you will be with me every night Run down the school road."

Fang Qihang raised his head slightly, nodded with flushed cheeks.

"In order to reward you for running for [-] days, I want to give you a gift. I planned to send flowers, but the flower shop sold out of the calla lilies you like, so I chose a similar one for you."

Fang Qihang looked down at the potato, dumbfounded, "Do you have any misunderstandings about the three words?"

Zhou Wentao plausibly said, "Ocean ocean, calla lily and artichoke should be similar."

Fang Qihang was amused by him and laughed out loud. This was the first time Zhou Wentao saw him express his emotions so unabashedly.

"Switch switch, I hope my concern can make you happy."

Fang Qihang's eyes suddenly became gentle, "...I am very happy."

Campus love is beautiful, but the fly in the ointment is that Zhou Wentao has always been extremely sensitive to the eyes of the outside world, and is extremely resistant to any action that would expose his special relationship with Fang Qihang.

However, Fang Qihang is a person with an extremely low emotional threshold, and it is a great luck for him to fall in love with the person he loves.In addition, he grew up in an extremely lonely environment, and he was naturally unable to learn to ask for it, and patience seemed to be an instinct.Whenever Zhou Wentao gives a little bit of sweetness, he can't wait to give everything in return.Therefore, Fang Qihang abides by the ridiculous promises of his lovers to maintain the underground relationship without any complaints.In addition, their majors are irrelevant, and there are three grades between undergraduate and master, and there is no possibility of intersection from study to collective life. Therefore, the two have been dating for three years, and they have never been seen by a third person. The clues come.

This secret love is like Noah's Ark in the boundless flood. Although it is in the boundless universe, it has cut off the signal with the world.

In the second semester of senior year, Fang Qihang accidentally got an internship opportunity from a big company.At a departmental dinner, he met Lin Li, assistant to the president, and learned that Lin Li's sister and he were former alumni.

At the same time, he was sensitively aware that Zhou Wentao seemed to be deliberately alienating himself.

In the past, instant messaging software was not as popular as it is now. Except for the occasional intimate meeting in a small hotel, the rest of the contact methods between the two were only phone calls and emails.

Compared to talking on the phone endlessly, Fang Qihang is more keen on writing, and he thinks Zhou Wentao is the same.Although in every email exchange, he said more and the other party said less, as long as he sent a letter, he would always receive a reply sooner or later.

However, at some point, Zhou Wentao stopped replying to his emails.Gradually, even the phone calls he took the initiative to make, would be hung up after a few words.In the end, Zhou Wentao even shirked that he was busy with work on Fang Qihang's birthday, not to mention gifts, and he didn't even say a word of blessing.

After two months of cold violence, one night, when Fang Qihang was walking on the school road where he had run a hundred times at night, he silently saw Zhou Wentao and the girl named Lin Sha under the streetlights. While embracing, he realized the real reason behind this sudden indifference.

Time is like water, it does not mix any emotions, but it can dilute all emotions.

For Zhou Wentao, the sense of loss brought about by the silent end of a forbidden love has become unconscious in the fifth year after the breakup.

In the past five years, he has not deliberately inquired about Fang Qihang's news, after all, there is no mutual friend between the two.Fang Qihang is like a mobile phone that has been discontinued. In the past, only an old data cable with poor contact and intermittent connection could be connected to it.Later, this line was also deliberately lost by him.

In the past five years, Zhou Wentao and Lin Sha have been on and off, and finally succumbed to the urging and expectations of their parents, and decided to get engaged to her when they were about to enter their 30s.This is not a fraudulent marriage, he is originally a person who can be of both genders.

If he hadn't seen that news that day, Zhou Wentao would have been walking down this flat avenue of normal people, working for housing, getting married and having children, and Lin Sha, or other women.

But how could he not see it? Such a rare and high-profile corruption case is an excellent topic for everyone to talk about after dinner.What's more, it also contains exciting elements such as money, power and blood.

If it wasn't that person who died, Zhou Wentao might have sighed "this case is really interesting" like many others when he was full of food and wine.

What can completely defeat a person is often not a disaster related to all mankind, but a small but specific sadness.

In this world, the only person who witnessed his love had disappeared forever out of his sight.

After that incident happened, Zhou Wentao went back to Xianda.

The boy of that year seemed to still be sitting in that secluded corner of the library, and would sit there forever.

Zhou Wentao smiled slightly, maybe his Xiaohang will become a ghost that shy away from human beings, wandering quietly and harmlessly among the rows of wooden bookshelves all day long, just like before.

But in the next moment, he suddenly discovered that the desk that the man used to sit on had been changed into an unrecognizable resting teahouse.The last straw fell slowly, smashing out a blurred and hideous piece of flesh and blood on Zhou Wentao's heart.

He escaped from the library in a panic, stumbled and walked on the school road, despite the sharp pain from the soles of his feet to the spine.

His soul shrunk into a small and hard piece, bumping back and forth under the skin with many gaps, and every step he took, he could hear the muffled sound from his body.

The sun shone in the shadows of the mottled trees, like a ball of foam that disappeared among the waves before dawn.

In Fang Qihang’s suicide note, which was made public seven years ago, the content was indeed written by him, but the crux of the problem lies in the time of writing—this is a pre-written letter.

It turned out that every candidate who became Fu Jianbang's confidant would be required to write down various versions of his last words first. This is not only a rainy day, but also a loyalty test.Later, when Zhou Wentao finally passed the test and was included in the cronies camp, he had the same experience.Use words to personally simulate your own way of death, outline the scene of being silently obliterated stroke by stroke, and entrust your life with fear to win trust.

Zhou Wentao and the powerful gangsters made false claims and worked hard to gain the trust of Fu Jianbang. The ultimate goal was to find out the real cause of Fang Qihang's death that year.When he was young, he betrayed his beloved in order to follow the "normal" life trajectory, and these years, he gave up his life as an ordinary person, just to avenge his Xiaohang.

Zhou Wentao has always firmly believed in his heart that Fang Qihang was murdered, and the murderer has always been hiding in the dark and is at large.That being the case, let yourself also sink in the dark, only those who fall into the abyss can wait for the opportunity to find the cave of the evil dragon.

However, although Fu Jianbang allowed him to participate in more and more in-depth matters, everything about that year was like an airtight iron bucket. Even though Zhou Wentao tried in vain to make indirect remarks, he still couldn't get close to the truth of the matter.But what is certain is that Lin Li is by no means innocent. In the past, every time Zhou Wentao casually mentioned Fang Qihang, she would be evasive, with unconcealable panic in her eyes.

Although Lin Li became Mrs. Fu as she wished, the life of the noble lady is not as glamorous as others think.Fu Jianbang and her seem to be inseparable, even if they have a reputation, Lin Li has never received the love and respect that he deserves.At the same time, Zhou Wentao, who was recommended by her, unexpectedly won the favor of Fu Jianbang, and Lin Li, who was originally proud and arrogant, had to rely on this person instead.This is also the reason why Lin Li was still kind to Zhou Wentao after he regretted the marriage to his sister.

Compared with destructive injuries, protracted mental torture is more damaging to people. This gradual and continuous psychological pain will slowly erode people's ability to escape from predicaments, just like the cracks in the inner tube of a vase that spread day by day. Delicacy and decency, after all, the fate of fragmentation is inevitable.

Many scientific studies in the past have shown that prolonged depression can change the immune system and put the body into threat mode, thereby reducing the self's resistance to viruses.However, in Zhou Wentao's view, the reason why Lin Li was suffering from serious illness is also inseparable from her habit of taking Dawn capsules for a long time.According to his observation, this kind of capsule is not as mild and harmless as described in the advertisement. It is not so much a health medicine as an invisible drug, which is highly addictive.Moreover, the more deeply he participated, the more he realized that the composition of the entire pharmaceutical production line exudes a strange atmosphere.

A few days ago, Lin Li suddenly fell into a coma, was found by the nanny and sent to the hospital for emergency treatment.

When he heard the news, Zhou Wentao was walking with an old employee beside Fu Jianbang. Speaking of Lin Li's illness, the senior lamented a coincidence, "It seems that the young man was admitted to the hospital with this disease a few years ago. .”

Zhou Wentao narrowed his eyes, feeling that this is a rare and good opportunity.

Over the years, due to Xue Mingyuan's reputation and Dean Shen's attention, he is no different from authority in the eyes of the medical staff.There are also people like Lu Kai who have a little knowledge of the inside story who have doubts about Xue Mingyuan's ability, but he will neither gossip behind his back nor speak provocatively in person, so in the eyes of others, Xue Mingyuan is still a legendary existence .

The top of the mountain of the gods is just another Shura field, but after enjoying the posture of all living beings looking up, they can no longer bear the fear of being torn off the altar. As a sensational new technology, Prometheus has gradually revealed many disadvantages in clinical practice.The results of many operations were not as expected. Xue Mingyuan gradually became a little flustered, so he concentrated on giving lectures and attending meetings in various places, but he never went to the operating table easily.

The seeds that Fei painstakingly stole cannot grow towering trees after all.

Xue Mingyuan had long suspected whether Shen Siyuan knew about his private actions from the very beginning, but every time, on important public occasions, Dean Shen praised him.This feeling of worrying about gains and losses accompanied him from the beginning to the end, and became more unnegligible as the glory of the year faded away.

He was terrified. If he lost Fu Jianbang's support and trust at this time, his prestige and dignity as a famous doctor of a generation would be wiped out.

The result of Lin Li's operation should be successful in theory, but for some reason, the patient who was expected to regain consciousness within an hour after the operation did not wake up, Xue Mingyuan couldn't help but feel a little uneasy all night.

After nine o'clock that night, the patient's condition deteriorated. His first reaction was not to find a way to give first aid, but to pay Feng Baoyi, who was traveling with him, to go downstairs to get the medicine.Sure enough, as soon as the head nurse left, Lin Li stopped breathing.Xue Mingyuan, who was left alone in the ward, completely panicked. He was afraid that he would completely lose the trust and respect of Mr. Fu and Dean Shen because of poor treatment.But he still calmly informed Feng Baoyi by phone that the patient had recovered and she could go to rest first.

Unexpectedly, at this time, an uninvited guest came to the ward, breaking through everything he was trying to hide.

Xue Mingyuan has never dared to underestimate this young man who always seems too silent. After all, a dog that bites does not bark, not to mention a sophisticated person like him. It is natural to see Fu Jianbang's trust and reliance on this person.It is not difficult to imagine how surprised Xue Mingyuan would be when Zhou Wentao proposed to create a double murder illusion to cover him up.

Only by making Fu Jianbang believe that Lin Li did not die from a medical accident can Xue Mingyuan's brand of failure be removed.At the same time, only by letting Fu Jianbang declare that Lin Li died after surgery can the possibility of autopsy investigation be cut off.

For this seemingly impossible goal, it is necessary to set up a seemingly impossible scene to see.

The past that Fu Jianbang does not want the public to touch the most is the case involved in the sailing seven years ago.Falsifying the ghost killing incident, let those associations with fear fall on the lake like bait, and make the old secrets surface. This is Zhou Wentao's original intention of forging this ghost killing incident.

And Xue Mingyuan had no choice but to accept cooperation.

It was 09:30 in the evening when the two left the ward. At this time, there were still 22 minutes before the lights-off time of the special inpatient department on the 10nd floor. It was only about an hour and a half before the head nurse's next night inspection.

Zhou Wentao once saw a method on the Internet that can pass through camera monitors unnoticed-a suit consisting of several layers of materials such as aluminum tape, heat-insulating plastic tape, non-woven fabric with reinforced fibers, and polyethylene foam , can completely isolate the heat energy and infrared rays emitted by the human body.As a top student majoring in physics, it is not difficult for Zhou Wentao to make such a tool.More importantly, ready-made materials have already been prepared in the trunk of his car.

Obviously, this is not the first time Zhou Wentao has used this method to confuse the camera, but for Xue Mingyuan, it is the first time he has done this.

Xue Mingyuan took a calla lily, although he didn't understand Zhou Wentao's intention of letting him put a flower on Lin Li's body, but seeing the gloomy expression on the man's face, he didn't dare to ask more questions, he just protested weakly : "Why am I going?"

"You can also refuse." Zhou Wentao didn't say much, turned around and left.

Now that the matter has come to this point, Xue Mingyuan naturally has no position to refuse.But he was still timid and cowering, and it took him much longer than expected to grope for the ward in the dark.

Seeing that it will be 11:30 soon, the head nurse has always been a very punctual person.

It's just that he didn't expect that the old man named Rong Guang would choose to commit suicide on the same night. A gunshot attracted almost all the doctors and nurses on duty.In the chaos, it fulfilled the reason why he didn't have time to leave and appeared in the ward.

Seeing Feng Baoyi leave the room to make a phone call, Xue Mingyuan, who was hiding under the bed, wiped his face weakly and smiled happily.

Hatred is an excellent analgesic, while the desire for revenge is an unparalleled stimulant. In such a state of psychedelic and high-pitched state of mind, in the maze of various strong emotions, it is easy for people to lose their sense of things. rational judgment.

If Qiao Kejun hadn't appeared, perhaps Zhou Wentao would never have known what the real reason for Fang Qihang's suicide was.

That day outside the door, he heard Shen Siyuan talking about Qiao Kejun's background to Fu Jianbang. To be feared by such an old and cunning fox is absolutely impossible for an ordinary character.

At the beginning, Zhou Wentao only wanted to determine how much the attending doctor had to do with Fang Qihang's death, and whether he was one of the accomplices.Fu Jianbang asked him to get close to Qiao Kejun to investigate his personal details. Instead, he pretended to be Fu Jianbang and asked Qiao Kejun to participate in the investigation of Lin Li's case.

But he didn't expect that this person would actually bring him the truth he had been looking for.

"This paper boat is a relic of the patient surnamed Fang back then. I accidentally preserved it. I accidentally sprinkled water on it a while ago, so the handwriting was reflected."

After seven years, the man's body had already been reduced to ashes, and this secret last words finally came to light.The weight of reality that Zhou Wentao couldn't bear was carried on the light and fluffy note.Over the years, regarding Fang Qihang's death, he had imagined countless possibilities, but he did not guess this one.

"That day, Ms. Lin Li came to visit, and I happened to overhear their conversation."

Love, passion and inspiration are originally the sugar-coating of fate wrapped in psychological torture. In the five years since they broke up, Fang Qihang has never stopped mentally self-harming, but Lin Li just happened to give him the gift of love at a delicate and sinister time. It's just a knife.

Zhou Wentao was lying alone on the sea-blue sheets, as if a stationary night ship sailing in the boundless deep sea.

The surroundings are as quiet as ten thousand junctures, only the memory is rustling in the nerve endings.

He unfolded the crumpled piece of paper in his hand, and his fingertips trembled slightly. The once extremely familiar handwriting seemed to grow out of thistles to wrap around his heart.

"It's four o'clock in the morning, I woke up, and there is no light outside the window. I know that if I persist, the night will pass, but what is the dawn I am waiting for... I decided to wait until the sun rises The moment he got up, he threw himself into its arms to have a look.

Wen Tao, I heard that you are getting married, I should have said congratulations, but what a pity, you were so afraid of others knowing my existence, but in the end you still couldn't escape Lin Li's eyes.

Maybe I made a slip of the tongue when I was drunk, sorry.

But please don't worry, she doesn't have any evidence, and besides, I'm going to die soon.

I didn't choose to commit suicide because of you.

Wen Tao, I really don't want to kill myself, I just want to destroy the person who has been tormenting me, he is not me, but he lives in my body like a maggot, obviously a cowardly and humble guy , but always makes me distraught.

I don't want to suffer any more. "

Signed: Noah.

This is a nickname that once belonged exclusively to the two of them.

The light from the ceiling was like a sharp knife hanging above his head, piercing straight into his eyes. After a long time, Zhou Wentao smiled dejectedly and put his hands on his eyes.