merit book

"No need." Rong Yuan said lightly.For him, this is not a polite word, because the reason for his action is not to help anyone, but to end the riot in the shortest possible time.

Gan Zheng strangely understood what he didn't say, and she said persistently: "No matter what your reason is, I have been helped because of it. You can ignore it, but I can't pretend that I don't know."

Hearing this, Rong Yuan raised his head and looked at her seriously for the first time.

Although Rong Yuan never liked to pay attention to irrelevant people, but in this place where geniuses gathered together, he still paid more attention to those few people whose grades were not much different from his, and Gan Zheng was one of them.

Gan Zheng was very different from the young men and women gathered here. She was so special that at a glance she could make onlookers feel that they were not of the same type.

These teenagers who stand out from their peers all over the country through layers of selection, although they are ups and downs in the training camp, each of them is a proud existence in their own living environment, with the feeling of being taken care of by others in their brows. Pride and self-confidence cultivated by long-term expectations, worship, admiration, and praise.Even if the back is bent by the heavy schoolbag and bad living habits, the eyes will not go down along with it.

But Gan Zheng is different.Her test scores are also among the best, but her eyes are always dodging and she dare not look at people. Sometimes even if she doesn’t want to laugh, she will force herself to laugh. Even if she wants to cry, she will swallow her tears. She always subconsciously caters to her Friends' opinions, even if they are sent as errands, they never refuse.People who saw her had the first impression of "poor", then "shabby", and then "bully".It is probably precisely because of this personality that people feel that there is no threat. Although her grades are not bad, she is the most popular person in this highly competitive environment.

At this time, Rong Yuan felt that perhaps her good popularity also came from her clarity.

Since getting the "Book of Merit and Deeds", Rong Yuan has helped many people, some of them are grateful, but most of them are the type who can forget it when they turn around, and some people are not only not grateful but complain insatiably.No matter what kind of person, as long as it doesn't affect his life, Rong Yuan always ignores it.In his eyes, these people are just props to gain merit, just like they need chairs when they sit, and chopsticks when they eat. Does anyone care what chairs and chopsticks think?Anyway, Rong Yuan will not.

Anyway, it's better to be appreciated than to meet someone who is ungrateful.So Rong Yuan nodded to show that he understood.Gan Zheng realized that continuing to talk would only annoy the other party, so he thanked him softly again and got up to leave.

Rong Yuan didn't ask her about the whereabouts of her watch like everyone else did, which made Gan Zheng heave a sigh of relief - some things, even if it wasn't his own fault, would make people feel ashamed to mention them.

The noise in the classroom soon fell silent, replaced by the rustling of the pen nib writing on the paper.

When night fell in the evening, the students in the classroom went to eat in twos and threes.Rong Yuan packed his things and left the classroom, and saw Ni Zihao's mother waiting outside the door, holding a cylindrical insulated lunch box in her hand.Inside, Ni Zihao was immersed in the world of numbers and symbols, calculating without distraction, as if he had forgotten all the worlds other than books.

The same scene has been repeated many times these days, Rong Yuan nodded with Ni Zihao's mother and walked out of the teaching building.When he walked around the playground, he heard Pea's voice: "Rong Yuan, Zhao Xiang has acted abnormally."

"Zhao Xiang?" Rong Yuan remembered the negative 5879, put on his glasses and asked at the same time: "What did he do?"

"He left the staff dormitory without his mobile phone and carried an opaque plastic bag. According to road camera surveillance, Zhao Xiang took the No. 108 bus at the bus stop at the east gate of the school, got off after five stops, and entered the public toilet. 10 Change clothes in a few minutes, and leave the toilet in an abnormal dress."

While talking, Wan Dou displayed a picture on the lens, which was the comparison picture of Zhao Xiang before and after entering the toilet.Before entering, he was an ordinary working-class man. When he left, he changed into dark clothes, and even put on a mask and hat. The air quality in city b is bad, and the smog is very heavy. There are many people wearing this kind of dress, but it's very strange to suddenly change into such a suit.

Rong Yuan turned and walked towards the school gate, and said at the same time: "Wan Dou, keep monitoring and report his location at any time."

"Yes."

"Crack - creak" a harsh scratching sound came suddenly, Pea quickly reminded: "Rong Yuan, there is a danger at three o'clock!"

Rong Yuan looked up, and saw a crimson car rushing out of control, and the pedestrians on the road screamed and dodged. A girl in front of her, who was playing with her mobile phone and listening to music, obviously didn't notice that the danger was approaching, and she was swaying slowly on the road with.

"boom!"

The girl's body flew past her side calmly like a light butterfly, her black hair fluttered in the air, carrying a strange beauty.Then her body fell to the ground and rolled twice, and the mobile phone card key and other bits and pieces flew all over the ground.The red car slammed into a utility pole on the side of the road, the front of the car sank, and the engine was still humming.

Rong Yuan felt that his face was a little wet, he stretched out his hand to wipe it, his fingertips were a little bright red.

He looked at the girl who fell on the ground. According to the results of the optical brain scan, she has cerebral hemorrhage, comminuted fractures, and ruptured internal organs. The possibility of surviving with the current medical conditions is no more than 5.00. %.The only thing that can guarantee her revival is the therapeutic medicine from the Merit Mall.

Rong Yuan didn't move, watching the rising and falling of her chest become weaker and weaker, her half-open eyes gradually closed, and the last breath of life disappeared little by little.

Hair and blood stains covered her face, only a small white chin and a shiny mermaid pendant hanging on her chest could be seen.

The door of the red car was pushed open with a bang, and a man crawled out from inside.He was very young, dressed very trendy, looked like a college student at school, his hair was deliberately arranged into a slightly messy hairstyle, and his pale face was full of fear.

The man's legs were so weak that he couldn't stand, he leaned against the side of the car and knelt on the ground, and asked in a trembling voice, "Is she... dead... dead? Did I hit someone to death?"

No one answered him, everyone was stunned by the sudden change, and no one dared to approach the girl who fell on the ground for a long time.

Rong Yuan looked at the man who was trembling like he was about to be frightened to death, he always felt that besides the fear, there was a bit of relaxation on his face, and the complicated emotions made his expression appear to be crying and laughing, which was very distorted.

……

The ambulance drove into the school with a "whoop" and drove away not long after.There is no doubt that the girl was dead long before the ambulance arrived.The police are investigating at the scene, and the body has been put into a body bag and taken away. Although the boy who caused the accident was incoherent in fright, he still cooperated with the investigation work. It is said that he mistakenly used the gas pedal as the brake because he had just learned how to drive. If you step on it, it will cause this tragedy.The police questioned some eyewitnesses at the scene, and there was no discrepancy with the student's statement, and no doubts were found through monitoring, and finally treated it as an ordinary traffic accident.

Rong Yuan looked thoughtfully at the boy who kept confessing and crying, a policeman suddenly walked up to him and asked, "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

Rong Yuan turned his head and saw a middle-aged man in his 40s with an unshaven beard, half drooping eyebrows, small eyes, a bulbous nose, a square face, and a little over 1.7 meters tall. He is an ordinary-looking uncle, but he looks into people's eyes More white and less black, it looks a little creepy.

Glancing at the olive branch and star flower on his shoulder, Rong Yuan said lightly, "It's nothing."

Wu Xian narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the back of the boy going away.A subordinate looked curiously at the direction of his gaze and asked, "Captain, what are you looking at?"

"He has washed his face." Wu Xian said endlessly.

"What?" The subordinate didn't understand.

"Have you watched the surveillance?" Wu Xian asked.

The subordinate said: "I have read it, there is no problem, it is just an accident."

"That's not what I'm talking about." Wu Xiandao: "Someone died right in front of their eyes, yet they can still be so calm. Is this the reaction an ordinary child should have? Before the police come, they still have the time to wash off the blood on their face. What do you think... what kind of person is this?"

The subordinate thought for a while and said: "...is it quite indifferent? Children are like this now. Look at the students around you. The deceased is their classmate, but how many of them feel sad? For them, more than caring The dead are more concerned about whether their Weibo attention has increased. This is the normal state of our society now, and it is quite sad to think about it."

"Really?" Wu Xian asked in a low voice, let go of the doubt that suddenly arose in his heart, and continued to arrange work.Just at this moment, his cell phone rang suddenly, and after answering the call, he said to his subordinates: "Yang Xia, leave the matter here to Xiao Zheng and the others, follow me to Shitan Park."

"What's wrong?" Yang Xia asked.

Wu Xian said: "Shitan Park, a murder just happened."

……

"Shitan Park? Is the news confirmed?" Rong Yuan asked.

"Yes." Pea said, "The body has been found and the crime has been reported. 45 minutes ago, Zhao Xiang was haunted there, and he had changed back to normal clothes when he left. The possibility of him being the murderer is more than 90.00%."

Rong Yuan remained silent.

Pea thought for a while and said, "I'm sorry, because there is no surveillance near the place where the murder happened, so I..."

"Why do you have to apologize?" Rong Yuan interrupted it and asked.

Pea paused and said, "Because I think you are blaming yourself."

"Me?" Rong Yuan laughed, and asked, "What are you blaming yourself for?"

"Because you had the ability to stop this murder but failed to stop it. Judging from the moral logic of human beings, you will have emotions similar to guilt..." Pea's voice became lower and lower, and finally asked softly: "Isn't it right?"

"Hmm... this kind of situation, it's good to be able to stop it, because force majeure can't stop it..." Rong Yuan asked, "Is there a point deduction in the "Book of Merit?"

"No."

"That's fine." After he finished speaking, he sat down on a bench by the side of the road, put his schoolbag aside, crossed his legs casually, and rested his hands behind his head.The dim lights of the street lamps were flickering, and the whirling trees cast a large shadow, completely covering Rong Yuan in darkness.

Zhao Xiang got off the taxi and walked briskly into the school with a plastic bag in his hands, with an uncontrollable faint smile on his lips.Suddenly he heard someone calling him from the side of the road: "Teacher Zhao."

Zhao Xiang is not actually a teacher who teaches and educates people, but a staff member of the administrative department.It's just that many students usually call him "Teacher Zhao" in order to show respect and because they can't distinguish the functional relationship.

Zhao Xiang didn't expect to meet a student who knew him at this time, his heart skipped a beat, he turned his head to find the place where the voice came from, and heard the other party continue: "My sense of smell is more sensitive than ordinary people, sometimes girls walk by I could smell the blood and it was embarrassing."

"Really?" Zhao Xiang felt weird. He forced himself to smile and said, "Sensitivity is also a kind of talent, and it has great prospects in many careers. You are a classmate..." He saw the person in the dark Shadow, but couldn't see the other person's face clearly, only felt that the voice was somewhat familiar.

The other party ignored his question and continued to ask a sentence that made Zhao Xiang feel cold all over.

"But Mr. Zhao, you are not a girl, why do you have such a strong smell of blood on your body?"

In the shadows, the pair of eyes staring at him seemed to be shining like a beast.