Epigenetic

The villa is three stories high and surrounded by lakes. There are no residents on both sides. There is only a pier at the door, and a yacht is docked.

Four rows of spotlights in the turf highlight its tall silhouette, black gold granite wall, dark glass curtain wall, half rock and half transparent building structure that makes Zhu Weixing feel familiar.After thinking about it for a while, I realized that this building looks very much like the Moonlight Garden on Gurenfang Street.There is only one snow-white building and the other dark black building.

I don't know what the structure is inside.

When Zhu Weixing was so curious, his invisible person and his angle of view quickly zoomed in on the building like a camera, from the outside to the inside, and smoothly jumped behind the door.

Sure enough, the inside of the house is as gorgeous as the outside. The staggered black chandeliers reflect an open hall with a cloud-colored ceiling and a black cashmere carpet underneath, creating a deep and impactful interior style.

It's very beautiful and fashionable, but Zhu Weixing didn't come to visit other people's homes. After a rough look, he looked for the difference here.

There seemed to be no one in the house, but the lights were brightly lit. It was very similar to the night when I went to Lou's old house as a wandering soul.And today, why did he wander here?

I wish MSI to guess, there must be something strange somewhere in this villa.

Soon, Zhu Weixing felt a force lingering in front of the house, which seemed to attract and summon him.

Zhu Weixing followed his intuition and headed there. He thought that the power was upstairs, but when he came to the stairs, he found it was downstairs.

After going down two floors, Zhu Weixing saw a huge room at the end.

Seeing that the door was not closed, he hesitated for two seconds and walked, no, he floated in.

Bookshelves, desks, computers, projection screens, this is actually a very spacious study room.

What is different from ordinary study rooms is that a huge sand table model is placed in the middle of the room.

When Zhu Weixing walked over, he didn't even need to look carefully, he could tell something was wrong with almost a glance.

On the left, there are three buildings side by side, on the upper right, there are four or five buildings lined up, and on the lower right, there is a stretch of small white buildings, and these three places are connected by a narrow and uncluttered street in the middle.

These are the sand table models of Juxiang Department Store, Science and Technology Museum, Concert Hall, Old People's Square... and Lingjiali.

Looking at all this, four words appeared in Zhu Weixing's mind - "Platinum Corridor".

The owner of this villa is the driving force behind the transformation of this business district?But it’s not a very difficult art building, so you need to move the sand table home to watch it day and night?

What's even more weird is that there are countless cars and houses on the entire sand table, but there is only one model villain.

Counting them, they are standing in front of Building No. [-] in Lingjiali.

Zhu Weixing no longer believes that this is a coincidence, there is indeed a hand behind him, acting like a god, manipulating his life.I just don't know if I am related to that person, whether it is a plan that has been practiced repeatedly, or a game on a whim.

And who is he?

Trying to feel the surroundings again, Zhu Weixing realized that the power that summoned him was indeed in this room, but he still couldn't find it after looking around.It wasn't until he came to a wall and slowly approached it that there was a magnet-like attraction between the north and south poles. Zhu Weixing didn't realize that the abnormality was on the other side?

But he didn't see a door leading there, and then he thought, maybe he doesn't need a door at all.

Sure enough, when the idea of ​​wanting to move forward was born, the wall in front did not hinder Zhu Weixing, and his invisible soul easily passed through.

I thought there would be a secret room behind the wall, but who would have thought that when I walked in, I saw an indoor garden? !

The garden is in the shape of a semi-circular arch. Because it is located on the second floor underground, the wall behind it fits the facade of the third floor of the villa, so it is five stories high, and the wall is covered with dense white clematis. Climbing all the way to the top floor, it seems to be connected to the sky with clouds, and there is an openable zenith on the top, which should be used for shading and sheltering from rain during the day, but at this moment, the zenith is opening, and the moonlight is shining down from above. Mysterious shadow.

Zhu Weixing stared blankly at the wall. After a long time, he approached slowly and found an alcove in the center of the diffuse moonlight.

In the niche, there is an urn white jade altar, hidden by lush vines, quiet and peaceful, as if in deep sleep.

The first time he saw him, Zhu Weixing was bewitched by a strong sense of intimacy. He felt that he was going to get closer to the jar uncontrollably, like a vortex on the seashore, a tornado in mid-air, and his floating body became thinner and thinner. Broken, almost nothing.

In a daze, Zhu Weixing backed away desperately, resisted desperately, he can't stay here, even though the ashes in front of him, even if it was his destination, can't do it now, he promised that person, he can't break his word, he To go back, he wants to go back.

Maybe it's because he has been away from the original body for a long time, and the soul has not recognized the master so much, or Zhu Weixing's obsession is strong enough, and his will has overcome the unscientific profound strength. At the last moment, he managed to stay away from the white jade altar without being swallowed .

Just when Zhu Weixing was exhausted and dizzy, he noticed a cold look in his peripheral vision.

Zhu Weixing looked at it, and then was shocked.

Not far from the alcove of the cage, there is an alcove, and in the alcove, there is...another jar? ! !

Zhu Weixing couldn't believe it. With the help of the moonlight, he observed again and again, and confirmed that he was not mistaken.

But if the altar in front of him is his own ashes, then whose is the other altar?

Just when Zhu Weixing was thinking hard and trying to sort out the clues, there was a burst of footsteps!

Zhu Weixing was startled, and instinctively wanted to avoid it, but immediately remembered that Jiang Yi had only recognized his appearance so many times, and most people should not be able to spot him.

But Zhu Weixing still felt uneasy in his heart. As the footsteps approached, he felt a strong oppression and chill coming towards him. This was a state he had never felt before after wandering outside for so long.

Realizing that the voice was coming from behind the wall, Zhu Weixing couldn't hold back and moved away quietly.

Just as he turned around, he heard a male voice speak.

"What do you want?"

I wish MSI a stiff.

"I'm... Don't worry, I understand..."

The next moment Zhu MSI confirmed again that the other party was on the phone.

But Zhu Weixing still couldn't breathe a sigh of relief, the man's voice was very soft, very flat, but extremely cold, there was no emotion in the words of ordinary people, like a machine.

Obviously Zhu Weixing is the ghost, but he feels that the people outside the wall are more dangerous than himself.

Fortunately, the man only said a few words, and gradually walked away.

It wasn't until she couldn't hear the footsteps that Zhu Weixing calmed down.

But he still didn't dare to stay in the garden any longer, looked at the ashes for the last time, Zhu Weixing returned to the study.

He has not confirmed who the house belongs to, and he thinks he can find the answer here.

In addition to the sand table model, there are piles of materials on the desk, obviously the owner often works here

But Zhu Weixing has no entity, he can't turn it over or take it, he walked around the desk twice, he could only stare blankly.

Suddenly, he found that the desk lamp coiled by him seemed to flicker faintly on the desk.Worried that it was an illusion, Zhu Weixing tried several times. When he turned to the seventh or eighth lap, he saw with his own eyes that the light bulb did turn on and off instantly.

Immediately thought of the usual plots in thrillers, every time a ghost appears, the lights in the house will echo accordingly, could it be a lie?

Regardless of whether it is true or not, I wish MSI to start working hard.

He aimed at the wall lamp on the wall, thinking that he could short-circuit a light bulb in someone else's house, and it would be better if it was broken, so that the lamp could fall down, knock down the vertically placed documents on the bookshelf, and let him see if there was any inside the cover. What clues to hide.

It's a pity that the wish is very beautiful, but the energy is very small. Apart from making the light bulb flicker a few times, it has no fart effect.

But one of Zhu Weixing's strengths is that he doesn't give up easily. He seems to be exhausted with this method. Anyway, he can't go back for the time being, so he keeps practicing over and over again.

Perhaps practice makes perfect, and perhaps accumulated energy. After repeated failures, Zhu Weixing finally shook the things in the house with the idea of ​​making a final blow!

It's a pity that it wasn't a light bulb. With a click, he turned on the projection screen in the house.

A white light unfolded on the wall facing the desk, and after a while, a picture appeared on it.

Zhu MSI thought it would be some kind of business information or video conference, but it turned out that it was also a study.

When Zhu Weixing felt that the decorations in that place were inexplicably familiar, a man walked into the camera.

At the age of 27 or [-], he wore a crisp white shirt buttoned to the neck, and his hair was neatly trimmed.

It's a pity that compared to his well-dressed appearance, his appearance is haggard and thin, his cheeks are sunken, his face is pale, and his lips are bloodless.The only saving grace was that his eyes were still alive, clear and firm, which allowed him to retain some of the delicate and handsome in the past in his withered and sickly face.

The man sat down slowly in front of the camera. He seemed to have something to say, but he couldn't speak for a while. He stared blankly at the camera for a few seconds before opening his mouth softly.

He said: "When you saw your video, I should... be gone. So I have something to say, and it is necessary to explain it to everyone."

"Someone once told me that Lou's...will fail sooner or later. He said that I know what the problem is. That's right, I do know."

"For six or seventy years, the power of Lou's decision-makers has been too concentrated, causing the entire company to rely on the response from the top to act. Once there is a problem with the center of power, the center of gravity will be lost, and the building will collapse. In the past seven or eight years, I have been trying The restructuring, maybe I was not capable enough, or maybe the timing was wrong, but it didn't work out in the end."

"This is my mistake, I cannot shirk the responsibility, and I am willing to take all the responsibilities. Soon, Lou's will go through bankruptcy and liquidation procedures. I will try my best to auction off the assets to make up for it, hoping to reduce the losses of employees and shareholders. Thanks also Thanks to everyone's help and hard work over the years, I hope that after you leave Lou's, you can make great achievements and everything will go smoothly."

With that said, he got up and bowed heavily to the camera.

"sorry."

After half a minute, he sat back slowly. At that moment, he seemed to be a little dizzy, and he supported the table with all his strength to stabilize his body.

After a few more minutes, he took a steady breath and raised his head again to look at the camera.

This time, there was a trace of nostalgia on his face.

He said: "Sister-in-law, Ting Zhi. I'm sorry to give you such an ending. I have already arranged the affairs of the company, so you don't have to worry about it. Only... FO electrical appliances are my selfish intentions, and I handed them over to a Friend. Although I am not familiar with it, it is probably more trustworthy than the people in the company. It is a pity that it may change its name in the future, and may no longer be surnamed Lou. I don’t know if my brother will blame me. But at least it still exists There, it will not be liquidated and transferred, and at least this little money, no, it is a lot of money, enough for you to live the life you want without any worries."

"Finally, I just want to thank you all, thank you sister-in-law for growing up with me, and thank Ting Zhi for letting me grow up with you."

He seemed a little bit reluctant, with a trace of sadness on his face, but he quickly restrained himself, replaced by a gentle smile.

After that, there was another long blank, and he sat there without saying a word.

Zhu Weixing, who was outside the camera, understood that he was cutting for later editing. He left three paragraphs, one for Lou, one for his family, and the last paragraph should be for himself.

Sure enough, after half a minute passed again, the man sitting upright in the picture finally boasted his straight shoulders exhaustedly, and his calm face also showed real depression.

He didn't look ahead, just hung his head motionless for a long time, then sighed softly.

"After all, I have failed many people. I gave up music, I failed Mr. Hai, I broke the Lou family, I failed my uncle and elder brother, and in the end I failed to live a healthy life, and I failed again. Sister-in-law and Tingzhi..."

At this point, he finally raised his head and left the last sentence to himself, with a self-deprecating smile.

He said: "Is Lou Mingyue's life a failure?"