Mystery Collection 2

As the Spring Festival came to an end, more and more students came in and out of the bookstore. Gu Tingxi was lying in front of the counter reading a book, flipping through a novel called "Gossip and Strange Things" in his hand. This book was mentioned by Nangong last time. Gu Tingxi read a few chapters of the book, and found that it was a collection of short stories about strange people and strange things, with a taste of modern Liaozhai.

Gu Tingxi looked at the cover. He remembered that these books were all shipped from H City, and couldn't help but wonder. When did Han Chen like to read this type of book?

He closed the book, ready to put it back on the shelf, and a boy with the appearance of a college student selected the book and paid for it.

When the boy took out his wallet, he saw the book on the table and asked with a smile, "Boss, what do you think of this book?"

Gu Tingxi looked at him suspiciously: "What's wrong with this book?"

"The book is nothing, but your book is a wrong edition. There is a string of garbled characters printed on one of the pages. I am a fan of this author, and I will not remember it wrong. The cover was changed in the later edition." The boy After paying the money, he didn't talk to Gu Tingxi, and left with his book in his arms.

Gu Tingxi looked confused, subconsciously searched for the garbled code in the boy's mouth, and he actually found it on the [-]th page. It was a string of misprinted English letters, which were so messed up that they couldn't see the meaning.

Gu Tingxi walked to the bookshelf and stared at the books in thought.

He counted, there are five rows, sixty books in each row, a total of [-] books, all kinds of books. After careful consideration, these books should not be Han Chen's favorite, from astronomy and geography to prose and poetry to gossip. , and even mixed two sweaters knit inside.

Gu Tingxi thought for a while, climbed up the ladder and took a few books from the bookshelf.

Gu Tingxi had read some of them before and didn't find the so-called garbled characters, but he didn't know if it wasn't the wrong edition. After looking through them for a while, he didn't find anything unusual, so he put the books back one by one.

Gu Tingxi got down on the ladder, and when he was halfway up, he heard someone behind him saying, "What book are you looking for?"

Gu Tingxi looked back, staggered and almost fell off.

Han Chenfei rushed forward to support him, his heart was about to jump out of his throat because of his fright, he scolded half worried and half distressed: "What are you doing climbing up and down?"

Gu Tingxi giggled, patted the dust off his hands, then stared back at the bookshelf for a while, and couldn't help asking: "Brother Chen, is there any mystery about this bookshelf?"

Han Chen looked at him, then at the bookshelf, stood behind him and asked, "Do you remember the order and edition of these books?"

Gu Tingxi said casually, "Let's take a photo."

Han Chen smiled, and said unhurriedly: "Actually, there is nothing special about it. The words and numbers themselves are passwords, and a large number of words and numbers can form a password library. The books on this shelf were placed in special In the office of the crime team, I moved all these books over when I went to City H later.”

"Then what do you think of this?"

Han Chen chuckled and shook his head: "Don't you understand? The letters, numbers and words on these books are just a reference, and the deciphering of the code should follow the rules. We used to play games on this bookshelf, leaving a little A string of numbers or letters, and let the rest of you decipher."

Gu Tingxi frowned slightly: "Numbers can represent the position of a book, or the page number, or the number of lines. There are many possibilities. Do you want to try them one by one?"

"Books are just references, and habits are the key to conveying codes. For example, Nangong, he only uses the first book in the first row, but Xiaobai likes to convert numbers to letters. Everyone's habits are different, and the way of deciphering is also different."

"So even if there is a wrong version, it doesn't matter. The important thing is that everyone sees the same version." Guan Guan suddenly realized, "What about you? What are your habits?"

Han Chen frowned in embarrassment: "It's usually me who guesses, and I seldom come up with riddles... um... how about I make one for you to guess?"

Gu Tingxi's eyes lit up, and he nodded eagerly: "Okay, okay, come up with the question."

"091215220521." Han Chen rubbed his nose embarrassingly, "I'll go to work, you think about it slowly."

Gu Tingxi nodded distractedly, and began to think after memorizing the numbers. He climbed up the ladder and pulled out the ninth book, twelve pages...

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Ever since he knew the meaning of the bookshelf, Gu Tingxi and Han Chen played the password game for several days. Occasionally, Gu Tingxi would see Han Chen climbing up and down flipping through the books, always showing a distressed expression with a serious face Gu Tingxi found it surprisingly interesting.

Gu Tingxi played this game endlessly, lying on the sofa with a book in his hands and sighing: "Why didn't you tell me earlier, how interesting it is."

Han Chen was about to vomit blood after playing this game, but he didn't want to spoil his interest, so he could only say dumbfounded, "I knew it would be like this."

The little girl who worked in the bookstore came back from her vacation, and Gu Tingxi, like a flying pigeon, came back to have a meal regularly, and after the meal, she chatted nonsense with Han Chen and went to the flower shop to make trouble.

Xu Jianyang was annoyed when he saw him, and couldn't help it for a few days. When he saw him today, he asked, "Aren't you Brother Han's follower? Are you not clinging to him now?"

Gu Tingxi glared at him viciously: "Then what are you? Fleas on the little mute? Get the hell out of here, I'm not your friend."

The little mute stood aside and watched the two quarrel, slowly took out the playing cards from the drawer, and shook them towards them.

Gu Tingxi rolled up his sleeves: "Don't waste time, play cards first, one hundred and one handful."

"Go away, ten yuan a handful."

"Okay, ten yuan is ten yuan."

Xu Jianyang complained while shuffling the cards: "You just can't be idle. When you are idle, all kinds of bad habits will come out. You are not bad at drinking and playing cards. When it's over, you still rely on me."

Gu Tingxi glanced at him, leaned over to the little mute and said: "You said Xu Jianyang is a rascal, you said it as if he didn't get involved with it, he was more excited than anyone else when he was excited, and now he's acting like I'm oppressing him .”

The little mute scratched his face in a daze.

Gu Tingxi added: "He still has a hundred gigabytes of small videos in his computer."

The little mute glared, and slapped Xu Jianyang on the shoulder.

The three of them quarreled all afternoon, Xu Jianyang lost all his money and even took out the steel coins in his pocket.

Gu Tingxi took the money and lost it carefully: "I'm still seven and a half yuan short, don't forget to give it next time."

The little mute stuffed a piece of potato chips into his mouth with a smile.

Gu Tingxi stuffed the money into his pocket, "It's getting late, let's close the shop, let's go to the supermarket to buy some delicious food, and then have dinner with Brother Chen."

Gu Tingxi has made the plan, and the little mute is also happy, what else can Xu Jianyang say?

The three closed the store and drove to a nearby supermarket.

Gu Tingxi belongs to the type who doesn't eat much and buys a lot. When he enters the supermarket, he grabs randomly, and only after he gets addicted to his hands does he start to dangle slowly.

Xu Jianyang and the little mute walked behind, leaning together restrainedly and whispering, the little fingers on the cart rubbed against each other from time to time, Gu Tingxi suddenly felt like a light bulb, and pushed the cart away wisely a little.

Gu Tingxi was wandering around in the supermarket bored, but he happened to see Chen Yifei's figure from the corner of his eye. When he wanted to stop him, he saw Chen Yifei followed a supermarket employee into the staff door.

Gu Tingxi suddenly remembered Zhou Kuncheng who he saw in the hospital that day. He was still wearing work clothes at the time. He thought about it carefully, and it seemed to be the logo of this supermarket.

Gu Tingxi hasn't seen Chen Yifei for a few days, could it be that the case is still unsolved?

Xu Jianyang's urging voice suddenly came from behind, Gu Tingxi stopped thinking about it, turned around and pushed the cart to the cash register to pay.

There were quite a lot of customers in the supermarket at this time, Gu Tingxi picked a line with few people and went in. When it was almost his turn, someone patted him on the shoulder from behind, and said with a sneaky smile: "Young Master Gu, do you still remember?" Don't remember me?"

The man looked like he was in his 30s, his eyes narrowed when he smiled, and he looked a little bit of a jerk.

Gu Tingxi looked at him for a while, then hesitated and said, "Boss Mao?"

Xu Jianyang followed suit for a while, and said pleasantly, "It's true."

"Haha, it's me, you guys still remember me." Boss Mao laughed, "I didn't expect to meet you here."

Gu Tingxi looked him up and down, and seeing that he was still wearing the work clothes of the supermarket, he couldn't help asking, "Do you work here?"

"Yeah, my hometown is too backward, and I also came out to develop and develop. I just came to City A. The job my friend introduced to me was a coincidence. I met you as soon as I came here. This is our fate." .”

Boss Mao is still eloquent, but now he is a little more honest than he was before.

After paying the bill, Gu Tingxi stood at the door and chatted with him for a while, then suddenly remembered Zhou Kuncheng, and asked, "By the way, do you know an employee named Zhou Kuncheng? It seems to be a department manager."

Boss Mao shook his head: "I don't know you. I've only been here for a few days. I'm in charge of the warehouse. I don't usually come outside. By the way, do you know? Zhou Chengen is dead."

Gu Tingxi was still wondering who this was, but Xu Jianyang had already asked, "Sentenced to death?"

Boss Mao frowned, pulled them to a corner and whispered: "It's not right to be sentenced to death, or to die. It should be said that it wasn't Zhou Chengen who died, and it's not right or wrong."

Gu Tingxi was at a loss: "Speak slowly, what do you mean?"

Boss Mao patted his head and said slowly: "The Mr. Zhou Chengen Zhou in the puppet villa was taken away by the police after you left that day. The matter was over, but after three months, a man took him away. He brought an urn to the small town, said it was Zhou Chengen's ashes, and said that he died in a car accident, and before he died, he wanted to return to his roots and have his ashes sent back to the town."

Gu Tingxi wondered: "Since Zhou Chengen was taken away by the police, how could there be a car accident?"

Boss Mao babbled: "Haven't you understood? There are two Zhou Cheng'en, one was taken away by the police, and the other never came back after going out to work, and the ashes were not brought back until after his death. This matter has spread throughout the town, and many people know about it.”

Gu Tingxi frowned even tighter: "Then did you tell the police?"

Boss Mao suddenly fell silent, and muttered, "What does this have to do with me? What if I come back from a mess..."

Gu Tingxi and Xu Jianyang looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a while.

Boss Mao said again: "I heard that the dead Zhou Chengen came back once after going out to work, but only once, and he left again after hearing that his mother and sister were gone, but I still don't know what happened. I don't understand."

Gu Tingxi's head was a mess, he exchanged phone numbers with Boss Mao, and then left the supermarket.