The Way of the Evil

Jiang Hu walked around Yao Jiao's bedroom, staring blankly at the two fountain pens of different colors on this person's bedside table, then opened the bedside table, and found a gaudy diary inside.After opening it for a few glances, he frowned.

"What's wrong?" Shen Yexi and An Yining both came over.

The diary that Jiang Hu opened is not actually a diary, but just a schedule, with the time and things to do or have done written on it, with ticks drawn in different colors on the side.

"Big sister, when did Yao Jiao disappear, do you know the exact time?" An Yining asked.

Aunt Zhao thought for a while: "Last Thursday, when he was due to pay the rent on No. 16, I urged him once, and there was no one there, but I don't know what happened before."

"No. 13 and No. 14 are empty for two days, and No. 15 has written something, which means to see the art exhibition." Jiang Hu opened the page, and there was a ticket inside, "Look, NO The records before .13 were marked with red pens and black pens respectively, and there is nothing after that.”

"So this should be a schedule book." Shen Yexi rubbed his chin, "Those ticks in different colors in front represent what's been done and what's not done, and the two days that are free are probably for going out or something, Never came back after that.”

"Yao Jiao should be a very planned person, and from this point of view, he has no intention of not coming back when he goes out." An Yining added, "Then will he encounter any accidents when he goes out?"

"Yining looked through it, is his ID in there?"

"I just checked carefully, no." An Yining said.

"Then you should contact his family and possible contacts to see if there is any trace of this person," Shen Yexi said, "Jiang Hu will continue to check."

"There is only this schedule in the bedside table... His computer is not there, and the network cable is on the side. There should be a notebook here. It seems that he took it away. Since he is a freelancer, he may have gone on a trip, but it should not be far away. , You can go back and forth in two days." Jiang Hu browsed Yao Jiao's room carefully while talking casually, "This person is really...very contradictory."

"How to say?" Shen Yexi followed behind him, too close, Jiang Hu turned around and almost ran into his arms.

"Uh, I'm sorry." Jiang Hu took a step back, quite frankly thinking that he turned too hastily, and then explained, "Look at Yao Jiao's living room, most of the decorations are in contrasting colors, giving people Strong visual impact, the first thing you see when you open the door is the abstract painting on the wall behind the sofa, even the small flowerpot on the TV cabinet is so postmodern.”

"You actually know the word post-modern?!" Shen Yexi opened his eyes wide.

Jiang Hu curled his lips and ignored him, Shen Yexi smiled, and picked up his words: "As soon as I walked into his living room, I felt that this was a particularly rebellious and wild person, like the kind whose ears are full of studs. , a punk youth with colorful hair."

"No...Actually," Jiang Hu paused, standing at the place connecting the living room and the bedroom door, his eyes swept around, "Strong colors give people strong emotions, but if you look too much, it will make you tired. After all, it is my own home. I think that even if most people like this... things that are not easy for people to understand, they will be matched with other things relatively, but in his entire living room, there is not a single thing with soft lines, all of them are so sharp .”

"Why is that?" An Yining intervened and asked, she shook her phone, "I asked Sheng Yao to check one by one. He said he has news and will reply to me."

"It's because this is his disguise, isn't it?" Shen Yexi thought for a while, pointing to the bedroom, "His bedroom is basically white, from the curtains to the entire bed cover, and I see that his things are arranged Everything is very organized, he will even list out the plan for the next week, and then carefully outline each item. This is actually a person who follows the rules in his bones."

"Most of the CDs he puts outside are heavy metal or electronic music, but there are a lot of light music inside." An Yining said, "Is this person split personality?"

"It's not just like that," Jiang Hu opened the cabinet in Yao Jiao's bedroom, "Look here."

"Oh, my God, there are still such single men these days?" An Yining exclaimed. The indecent folds, including some weird clothes, were neatly put aside. An Yining felt that she was already a pretty tidy person, and felt ashamed of herself.

"This is a person who is very careful and has a plan for everything. For some reason, he disguises himself in a different way in front of outsiders, but the more he is depressed, the more contradictory he becomes, and the more he will abide by himself in private. You can see that his NO.16 also indicates the time to pay the rent. I personally think that such a person, if it is not for force majeure that prevents him from coming back, he will not disappear for no reason." Jiang Hu raised his eyes and said softly, "Maybe there was an accident, or..."

Aunt Zhao half understood what he said from the beginning to the end, only the last sentence was really understood, and she shivered in fright. She was a bit fussy and a little bourgeois, but she was definitely a warm-hearted person. She opened her eyes wide at the time, The voice trembled a little: "Officer, you said... You said that something may have happened to this young man?"

"I speculate, not necessarily." Jiang Hu turned his head and smiled at her. At this moment, An Yining's phone rang. She made a gesture and walked to the side to answer it. After a while, she came over and shook hands with the others. Shaking his head: "Sheng Yao said there is no news."

"What do you mean no news?" Shen Yexi asked.

"Yao Jiao is gay. His mother is a Christian. She is quite old-fashioned. When he came out, he had a falling out with the family. After moving out, he never went back. His mother threatened to sever the mother-child relationship with him. In addition, the social relationship is simple. Simple, as a freelance writer, the most contacted editors are a few familiar editors. Sheng Yao has called and asked him, and he is also looking for him. But what is not so simple is that he often visits a gay bar, It is said that there are many people who have interacted in private."

An Yining took a look at Aunt Zhao, and guessed that those people in strange clothes she saw were friends in Yao Jiao's "circle".

"What's the name of that gay bar?"

"Flower window."

So after getting off work at night, Shen Yexi dragged Jiang Hu to this bar called "Hua Chuang".There are not many people inside, and the environment is good. I don’t know if it’s because of the lack of time, but it’s not particularly noisy, and the people coming in and out are not as exaggerated as Aunt Zhao’s description.Shen Yexi glanced outside, thought for a while, and said to Jiang Hu: "You wait for me outside, don't go in."

"Ah, why?" Jiang Hu was puzzled.

Shen Yexi glared at him, and said in a rough voice: "Why are there so many, just go in and ask a few questions, and wait honestly outside."

Jiang Hu rolled his eyes, Shen Yexi took two steps, then turned around and said viciously: "Don't run around, your salary will be deducted for running around!"

Looking at his back, Jiang Hu rubbed his brows helplessly, for he was being treated as a minor.

Jiang Hu didn't know what was wrong with his performance. He always felt that Shen Yexi seemed to be taking too much care of him, as if he was the kind of child who was especially capable of accidents and troubles. on the waistband.

It's true that I'm not as vigorous and powerful as Sister Yang, but I'm still a calm, self-sustaining, prudent person, right?

Although the other party had good intentions, it was impossible for him not to be depressed.

The huge sky dimmed, and the lights in the city and the starry sky rose together, generally becoming ambiguous.This entire street is full of bars, and there are more people coming and going at this time, bustling with each other looking for fun.

Jiang Hu felt that it was silly to stand outside alone, and he was also very out of place.He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. The spring here seems to be particularly tiring.

Suddenly, Jiang Hu's movements paused, feeling a prying gaze on him. He put on his glasses, narrowed his eyes slightly, and turned his head. A man was standing not far away looking at him. He didn't restrain himself, and smiled meaningfully.

Jiang Hu was dumbfounded, knowing that this person probably misunderstood.

The man saw that he didn't respond, so he came over to talk to him. He had a little mustache under his lips, and he looked a bit vicissitudes, with deep eye sockets. When he looked at people, he brought out a bit of melancholy: "Is it the first day here? Why don't you go in?"

Jiang Hu frowned. When the man spoke, he deliberately lowered his voice and approached him in a low voice, so he dodged to the side calmly, and said briefly: "Wait for someone."

The man with the mustache didn't know whether he couldn't understand his refusal, or thought he was reserved, so he followed his footsteps and moved a little closer: "I've been watching you for a long time, has the person you've been waiting for come out yet? I'll buy you a drink." How about a glass?"

There was a bit of coldness in Jiang Hu's smile: "Oh, thank you, no need."

The man with the mustache felt that the person in front of him was very novel, with a special aura about him. At first glance, he looked like a clean person, but he seemed to be melted into it when he stood in the night, with an inexplicable attraction. Therefore, he was unyielding: "Don't you want to reward your face with a glass?"

"I'm sorry sir, he has a companion." A sullen voice came from behind, and the man with the mustache was startled. He turned his head around, took a visual look at Shen Yexi's height, and shook his head regretfully. Shaking his head: "Oh, that's a pity..."

He reached out his hand to wipe his chest, and popped a card with points from between his fingers in a showy manner. Jiang Hu was choked by the fragrance from the torn piece of paper, and saw the man with the mustache stuff the card into his arms : "See you by fate, but fate can be created without fate, right?"

After speaking, he smiled charmingly at Jiang Hu, turned around and entered the "Hua Window" bar.

Jiang Hu shivered, feeling that the air pressure was a little low.

"Fate can be created without fate..." Shen Yexi sneered, and opened the car door, "Get in the car!"