Death Spell

Chapter 133

Thanks to Le Wenyao's help, what Tang and Song had been preparing for for three or four days was basically completed in just over two hours.

Because she still had a meeting in the afternoon, before they finished moving, she gave the key to Anya and was about to leave.

Anya took the key and asked, "Are you going to pick you up after get off work?"

"No, I have nothing to do after the meeting. You still have to prepare dinner, so you don't need to pick me up." After speaking, Tang Song said goodbye to them one by one, and left with his bag.

There was still moderate snowfall outside, Le Wenyao wanted to find someone to drive Tang Song, but was declined.She hailed a taxi downstairs and left.

"Witch, why am I not very happy to see the doctor sister?" Le Wenyao stood on the balcony, holding a teacup, looking at the direction of the taxi and said.

Anya glanced at Le Wenyao, and said calmly: "Everyone has troubles. You think everyone is like you. As long as there are games to play, big things can be forgotten."

"Say nonsense, I'm also a human being, so I'm naturally unhappy." Le Wenyao took a sip of tea and said solemnly: "I just found a way to vent my unhappiness. After all, many things have happened, and there is always a solution. One day, don't rush..."

"Wen Yao is right." Anya nodded without denying it.

"However, can't a witch see through people's hearts? Why can't she see through the forensic doctor sister and me?" Le Wenyao rubbed her chin, narrowed her peach blossom eyes, and looked at the woman beside her, who somehow turned into a long-haired woman.

She always felt that whether it was Anya or Sang Xie, even the sister of the forensic doctor had many secrets that could not be revealed.

Obviously looking not much younger than them, but there is a sense of sight that the world of adults is too complicated.

Regarding the length of Anya's hair, she wanted to ask before, but Le Wenyao is not a gossip character.In her eyes, everyone has some secrets that they can't or don't want to tell.As long as the other party doesn't tell, she won't ask.

However, this was what Le Wenyao had in mind before. Now she really wants to know everything about the three people around her, including their secrets.Because she regards them as friends, the kind of very precious friends who can live and die together - friends.

So, I couldn't help but ask.

"You already know my identity, so I don't need to say more." Anya looked at Le Wenyao and said, "It takes energy to read people's hearts. My previous body didn't allow it. Special effects, if the graphics card doesn’t support this effect, you will definitely be unable to bear it if you keep it on. Now... your body has recovered... I didn’t think about turning off this effect, so Wen Yao can understand?"

Le Wenyao put the finished tea aside, took out a lollipop from her body, put it in her mouth, and nodded in response.

"It's just... I can see through ordinary people, but I can't see through extraordinary people."

Anya's explanation made Le Wenyao unable to understand.

She had sugar in her mouth, licked it and then wrapped it up, "What is an extraordinary person, aren't my forensic sister and I ordinary?"

"This numerology reincarnation is like the game program you write. It is ever-changing. Sometimes I can't explain it myself. Why... is not ordinary..." An Ya said, looking out of the window with some melancholy, the knot was covered with a thin layer. Ice river.

How she wished that she could really understand those time and numerology.

For this explanation, Le Wenyao understood, raised her hand and patted Anya's shoulder: "It's okay, I understand."

"Wen Yao understands?"

Anya was really curious about Le Wenyao's understanding of these things. She always felt that although she was a young girl, she looked at problems from a very different angle from ordinary people.

Maybe this is talent?

"Yes..." Le Wenyao took out the lollipop in his mouth and pursed his lips, "Those people who are not ordinary in your eyes are bugs in my game settings! Obviously when I programmed, There is no problem, but it is because of other programs that conflict by itself, that’s it! But these are classified as uncontrollable factors by theory, so every time I foresee them, I have a headache, and I can’t wait to get in and fight with them. Just a code Program, why is it so easy to have conflicts?

When Anya heard this theory, a smile flickered across the corner of her mouth.

"So, my game world is a complete world view, and I don't have to be in contact with people to understand those principles." Le Wenyao put the lollipop in his mouth again, and continued: "Programming is something I can write myself. There is a problem, let alone a person created by God? It’s just that the game is a game after all. There are too many bugs. The big deal is that I’m not happy. Delete and reset. But what about people? How many times can you reset... Maybe this is the only difference. .”

The corner of Anya's mouth twitched slightly, and she asked again: "If Wen Yao meets my problem, how will he solve it?"

"For those extraordinary people, or forensic sister?"

"Both, I want to hear about them."

"If I face some small bugs that don't involve the game itself, I don't think there is any problem. Some bugs will even give me new inspiration, and I will be grateful for it! As for the forensic sister..." Le Wenyao rubbed Between the eyebrows, he said meaningfully: "I think it's fair. It's like... how can I be interested in a game where the result is known?"

"Wen Yao is right." Anya turned her head to look at Le Wenyao, who was very confident when talking about games, and said with a smile, "Then what does Wen Yao think about Sang Xie?"

Le Wenyao seemed to be choked by the air suddenly, coughed a few times, and gave Anya a white look, "Whether she lives or dies, what does it matter to me?"

Seeing Anya resting her chin, she didn't respond, but the gaze she cast was as pure as snow, and Le Wenyao not only lost her temper, but also became serious, "Actually... I'm quite conflicted about her existence..."

Anya followed Le Wenyao's words and nodded, indicating that she was listening.

Le Wenyao looked at the whiteness outside the window, swept past the occasional cars and pedestrians on the street, and said calmly: "When I was young, I always felt that the person who will accompany me for the rest of my life is my grandfather. After my grandfather passed away, I knew that as long as it is a living creature , it is impossible to stay with me all the time, they will get sick and die, including myself. I know the pain of loss, so I am afraid of contacting people, and I can’t even tell what those people who want to contact me are for? Over time , the only thing that can stay with me all the time and won’t harm me is the games I designed myself. Because they will always be there, and most importantly, they won’t dislike me for getting old and ugly.”

Speaking of this, Le Wenyao herself thought it was funny.

"But you are different, you are like the characters I set in the game, you will always look the same." Speaking of this, Le Wenyao, who has never liked to sigh, sighed helplessly, "For Sang Xie, there are many things. I understand what you said to the forensic sister, but she hasn't said anything to me. I reserve my opinion on this. I admit that I am conflicted with her, but I don't hate her that much. "

"Witch, what are you laughing at?" Le Wenyao asked puzzled seeing the smile on Anya's lips.

"I'm happy for her. If Sang Xie heard what you just said, she must be very happy."

"What's the use of that? She always looks cold and unpredictable, coming and going without a trace, very annoying..." Le Wenyao put her hands on her chest and snorted, "You Say, what can't be said directly? I'm not a fool, nor an idiot, so it's okay if I explain it clearly?"

Looking at Le Wenyao with a frank face in front of him, An Ya didn't know what to say.Although she knows a lot of truths and can draw inferences about everything, she just doesn't understand-what is love.

Anya stared out of the window with some melancholy eyes, "Wen Yao, how do you want Sang Xie to tell you something? You know, death is not difficult for us. disappear." Turning to look at Le Wenyao, her eyes were clear, "Sang Xie and I, if there is no meaning to live, facing a long and lonely life, it would be better to die..."

Le Wenyao blinked her beautiful and clear eyes, because she couldn't empathize, she really didn't understand.

"...Then witch, the meaning of your life has always been... Sister forensic doctor?"

Anya took out the white jade gourd, held it in her hand, stroked it carefully, raised her eyes, and said with a smile: "Just like Wen Yao said, some bugs gave me new inspiration."

Le Wenyao: "..."

Afterwards, the two did not continue this topic, but chatted about dinner, and soon heard Wang Tu's voice.

Everything is packed.

Anya glanced at the time, and before she knew it, it was almost four o'clock.

Before going out, she checked all the windows, put the key in her hand on the shoe cabinet, and closed the door.

……

Tang Song, who had a meeting in the bureau, came back to the office and saw a message from Le Wenyao, saying that she had already moved her things to Yayuan and packed them up, waiting for her to come back for dinner.

Looking at the message, Tang Song's lips curled slightly, and when he heard the knock on the door, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Please come in."

I thought it was Liu Xin, but I didn't expect it to be Fang Min.

"Why do you come here when you have time?" Tang Song motioned Fang Min to sit down and asked.

Perhaps it was due to the sensitivity of handling the case recently, Fang Min sensed the unsettled smile in Tang Song's eyes and lips, sat across from him, and said, "I just finished the case and came here to do some follow-up work, I would like to ask forensic doctor Tang if he has time the night after tomorrow. "

"Huh?" Tang Song was a little puzzled: "Is there something wrong?"

"I just closed a case. I asked the brothers in the team to have dinner and sing along the way. I want to ask you to join me."

Seeing the expectant smile on Fang Min's face, Tang and Song couldn't push it, not to mention that the forensic doctor really needs to communicate with them frequently, and replied with a smile, "That's fine, just let me know in advance when the time comes."

Fang Min said "wow" when he got the answer, "I heard that forensic doctor Tang seldom attends parties, and he is the most difficult person in the bureau. Before I came, my heart was still pounding. I didn't expect you to agree. I am so honored." .”

"On the contrary, I think that people pay attention to a relationship, and I appreciate the team's ability to handle affairs."

Fang Min could see that Tang and Song had something to do, so he straightened up and said with a smile, "Since we admire each other and hit it off so well, forensic doctor Tang can just call me Fang Min. Then you are busy, I have something to do over there, so let's go first."

"Okay." Tang Song got up and watched Fang Min leave. After seeing the door closed, she simply packed up her things and left.

As soon as he walked to the gate, he met Liu Xin who had just returned from work.

"Sister Tang, are you leaving?" Liu Xin asked.

"Well, what's the matter?" Tang Song stopped and asked.

"No, it's nothing. It's just that I've been working outside the office recently. It's rare to see Sister Tang. Let me say hello." Liu Xin was still like a big boy, wearing his bag across his shoulders, scratching his head and smiling.

"You are already an official forensic doctor now, why don't you look like a forensic doctor?" Seeing that Liu Xin's shirt was wrinkled, Tang Song said lightly, "Remember not to wrinkle your shirt like this next time...you are not a student after all, you are not a student anymore. I don’t need the bag, there may be interns coming over in the future, how do you bring new people like this?”

Upon hearing this, Liu Xin immediately took off the bag and held it in his hand, and said with a silly smile, "I see, Sister Tang."

Tang Song also knew that he was too serious, "I met the team leader of group B at the meeting, and he said that you performed very well in the last case, keep working hard. You will get paid next month, remember to buy a good suit first Shirt, I have something else to do, so let's go first."

"Yes, I see, Miss Tang." Liu Xin stood where he was, and watched Tang Song leave, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Liu Xin naturally knows that being a forensic doctor should look like a forensic doctor. This image is not only for the deceased, but also for family members and representing the authority of the judiciary. Sleep in the shirt and that's it.

Liu Xin did not explain these, because he knew that no matter how much he cared about his image, he could not achieve the ideal goal of Tang and Song Dynasties.

Dreams are always dreams.

"Liu Xin, what are you looking at?" A male colleague asked curiously when he saw his heels standing there as if they had taken root.

Liu Xin sighed: "I'm...I'm saying goodbye to my dream."

When the male colleague heard this, he joked, "Since it's a dream, wake up quickly. The leader of group b was looking for you just now!"

"Oh..." Liu Xin straightened his clothes, turned around and ran all the way.