Epigenetic

Zhu Weixing already understood this truth. Just as he was about to express his agreement, he heard Ah Pen say, "You are asking about a man named Fu Wei, right? I probably know something."

Zhu Weixing's eyes lit up: "Do you know Fu Wei?"

Aben said: "It's not really acquaintance, I met him a few times in the alley, and he was always with you, you two have a good relationship."

Zhu Weixing: "It seems to be a friendship for many years, but I don't remember."

A Pen nodded: "I guessed it. I am familiar with the land near Lingjiali. Baige High School is not far from here. A few years ago, I saw Fu Wei and Kong Mazi tossing their school together in the alley outside the school. people."

Zhu Weixing associates the photos taken by Zhu Liangliang. It seems that Fu Wei and Kong Qiang bullying students is normal.The two of them were fighting against each other, but Kong Qiang did not let go of his good brother Fu Wei, and still chased him to escape from the dog hole after chasing debts.

"Is there me at the bullying scene?" Zhu Weixing is most concerned about this.

Ah Pen recalled: "Rarely, you don't participate in fights. When you see a dispute, you run faster than anyone else, no matter which side has the upper hand."

It fits Zhu Liangliang's personality very well.

"But it should be regarded as an insider, a silent accomplice." Zhu Weixing concluded.

Hearing his merciless evaluation of himself, A Pen frowned in amusement.

"Fu Wei died, and he also fell from a building." A Pen offered to help him, and Zhu Weixing also confessed to him.

Aben was surprised.

"Someone told me that both he and Meng Ji were bullied by Fu Wei when they were in high school. Meng Ji fell to his death, Fu Wei fell to his death, and I... also fell from a building. He thought it was us. Retribution for campus bullying."

Ah Pen wanted to laugh at the first moment, but changed his mind to put the plot aside, and his expression became complicated.

"I want to know if this is a coincidence, so I need to find the remaining related person, Kong Qiang." Zhu Weixing said.

Apen lowered his expression, and also knew several parties involved. He had a much better memory than the empty-headed Jiang Yi, and offered to provide information to Zhu Weixing.

"Kong Qiang was a few years older than us, and he got mixed up in the society early on. It is a common tactic to play ruthless and insidious tricks. He is very good at finding specific groups, and likes to target honest students. Most of the victims are timid, so he has been allowed to get away with it until he has no eyes. Ginger..."

"Meng Ji and another classmate who was bullied are both honest. Kong Qiang is good at forcing people to lend money. He often hurts physically for no reason and doesn't use his brains about money. Could it be me...Meng Ji Fuwei and Kong Qiang There are also money exchanges?" Zhu Weixing speculated.

A Pen agreed: "When you said that, I remembered it. I went to the real estate agency to discuss the renewal of the lease more than two years ago, and I met Meng Ji, just a few days before his accident. He seemed to want to Rent it elsewhere, the land looks good. I thought he was poor and crazy, and now I think about it, if it is true, where did he get the money?"

"Kong Qiang also lent him a loan? Not long before the accident, Fu Wei bought a new sports car at his own expense... Where did he get the money? It was also borrowed from Kong Qiang? Can the funds be borrowed? Let’s just lend it to Fu Wei, but if you lend it to Meng Ji, aren’t you afraid he won’t pay it back?” But it wasn’t borrowed, so where did the money come from?

"If money is involved, no matter how many bizarre accidents happen to the related person, it is not surprising." Aben analyzed.

Zhu Weixing nodded, there are too many weird details here, it seems that the only way to solve it is to find Kong Qiang.

Just as he was thinking, the door beside him was slammed open, and Jiang Yi appeared behind him, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

"What nonsense do you have to chat in front of my house for a long time?" While talking, he looked at A Pen, depressed and depressed, full of rain.

A Pen met his face, hey, this is really uncomfortable.I went to see MSI in front of me again.Under Jiang Yi's intimidating aura, this frail young man didn't seem to notice, and retorted lightly: "We thought you were sleeping."

Jiang Yi was irritable: "Don't you know if I'm asleep or not if you knock on the fucking door?"

Ah Pen endured for a while and didn't show this good brother's face. Just now, he and Zheng Zhaowen knocked here for a long time without knocking on the door, so they didn't treat him differently.

Turning to Jiang Yi's two eye knives, Ah Pen quickly raised his hands in surrender: "Go, just go, you talk, you talk." After speaking, he trotted away.

As soon as the irrelevant person left, Jiang Yi glared at Zhu Weixing, turned around and entered the room.

Zhu Weixing still consciously followed him, and when he arrived at Jiang's house, he looked around, but he still didn't see Miao Xiangxue.

Zhu MSI politely asked: "Are you home alone?"

What I got was Jiang Yi's yin and yang: "Otherwise? You even have to ask my mother? You miss too many people, don't you?"

Zhu Weixing said that it is too unreasonable to care about your mother and not let this person, is she still getting angry.

Jiang Yi seemed happy again: "I went to City A, and I won't show up for at least two months."

After finishing talking, he paralyzed on the bed, crossed his legs, picked up the handle beside him and played the game.

Game boards, newspapers, magazines, vests and underwear were scattered all over the floor, and the smell of smoke still lingered in the air.Miao Xiangxue has only been away for a day, and the place is already filled with the indulgence and casualness of boys living alone, and even has a kind of vindictive pleasure.

Zhu Weixing suddenly thought of what Lai Yang said yesterday, how diligent and self-disciplined Jiang Yi was before he was injured, and how decadent he is now.

He lost his father since he was a child, and was raised by his mother. Although he has a bad personality, he has a very high athletic talent, strict self-management, and has achieved impressive results.Thinking about it this way, Jiang Yi is far more remarkable than himself, no, he is more remarkable than many, many people of his age.But now... Although he has not given up on himself, compared to the past glory, he must have a considerable psychological gap.

Suddenly, I felt that this person's childishness and unreasonableness were justifiable.

He glanced at Jiang Yi again, and found that the other party was also looking at him, the game in his hand stopped, and his face was full of bewilderment.

"Did you fall asleep with your eyes open? Do you want me to give you the bed?"

The landlord's wife is gone, and the bandits tend to turn into the landlord's bully son. Zhu Weixing doesn't care about him.

"Why are you so stupid?" The bully son continued to boss around, "I don't know what to do?"

After speaking, he gave the alarm clock at hand a head.

The dog-legged fox immediately flattered the work: "Good morning, my dear master, it is my great honor to serve you. If you have any needs, please let me know. I can satisfy you. I wish you every day. ~All of them~good~heart~feeling~~~~~~"

Zhu Weixing: "..." This thing is not broken yet.

Squeezing the half-cold pancake in my hand, in the circular pollution of noise, I wish MSI tried her best to calm down, and turned to the kitchen to find the microwave.

After a while, returning to the room with the bowl, Jiang Yi had already turned off the game, and was sitting cross-legged in front of the table, looking like he couldn't wait to be fed.

Zhu Weixing stuffed the cake into his hand, and took the warm milk along with it. The service was thoughtful and perfect, and he only had to put a bib on this oversized bear boy.

Jiang Yi was barely satisfied and ate the cake.

There is only one computer on his desk, no textbooks, but a lot of manga piled up, if not for a few rolls of bandages hanging on the corner of the desk, it would really look like an otaku dormitory.

Zhu Weixing's eyes fell on the new hand-wrapped bandage. He couldn't play the game, but he still didn't lose it. He put it in the most convenient place. Do you think it will be used in the future?

Seeing Jiang Yi devouring it heartlessly, Zhu Weixing's heart ached again.

Did he really forget?really don't care?

"Will you...will go?" Zhu Weixing suddenly asked hesitantly.

Jiang Yi turned his head, not understanding what he was talking about.

"Brother Li...was looking for you yesterday." Zhu Weixing knew that this question was considered presumptuous, and the topic was sensitive, and he might poke Jiang Yi's minefield, but he really wanted to know, whether Jiang Yi's future would be good Although he didn't know if Na Lige's proposal was a good one.

Jiang Yi sneered: "What are you going to do? Go on stage and perform...playing monkeys for others to watch?"

Zhu Weixing disagrees: "A person who performs on stage is not a monkey, but a display of skills. As long as you are serious, he is a respectable profession."

It was only then that Jiang Yixiang remembered that the other party was doing the same thing, no wonder the little face was serious.

"Are you showing it seriously?" Jiang Yi doubted him, "You are serious about poisoning, right?"

Knowing that he was going to dislike his bad playing, Zhu Weixing had a rare self-justification: "It's like this when practicing, and the worst part needs to be corrected repeatedly. After practicing well, I can play it for you smoothly, and it will sound better. .”

"Who else has he heard it?" Jiang Yi asked while chewing on a biscuit.

His focus is always strange, Zhu Weixing said: "This song is not there, you are the first."

Jiang Yi leaned back on the back of the chair, put his feet on the table, shaking.

"Kong Qiang, you have some clues." Jiang Yi said in a good mood.

Zhu MSI was surprised: "So fast? Where is he?"

Jiang Yi pouted: "I don't know."

Zhu MSI: "?"

Jiang Yi sucked the milk slowly: "But I can make him get out by himself."

I wish MSI knew that he had something to say, and if he didn't ask a good question, he probably wouldn't stop stinking.

So he cooperated and said: "What method is so powerful?"

Sure enough, Jiang Yi sucked on the straw for a while with an annoying expression before saying, "Kong Qiang has a sugar addiction."

"Sugar addiction?" Zhu MSI thought about this new term.

Jiang Yi nodded: "It's not the kind of rich man's disease that likes sweets and sweets written by bullshit websites. It's a disease of being stuffed into the stomach one by one. If you don't eat for a day, you will have a withdrawal reaction. You need drug treatment, and you are dependent on both physical and psychological psychology. Addiction, just like alcohol and drug addiction, doesn't know where it comes from."

Zhu Weixing has never heard of it: "Then his health..."

Jiang Yi raised his eyebrows: "Type 1 diabetes, need to take insulin, as thin as a burdock and still can't control your mouth, you deserve it."

After thinking about it, Zhu MSI seems to understand.

A wanted criminal with an addiction, sugar is much easier to buy than drugs, but insulin is not easy to deal with, most hospitals have cameras, Jiang Yi would say that, probably guessing which area he is concentrated in.

"You think he's still in City U?" Zhu Weixing asked.

Jiang Yi held the empty milk carton, and said in a casual tone, "Both of his legs are useless, where can he go?"

Lost legs?Two more?Zhu Weixing was surprised, no wonder Jiang Yi didn't bother to find someone to catch him, just like losing a maimed bereaved dog, he will die sooner or later, it's really not worth the effort.

At this moment, the people in front of him showed a kind of leisurely cruelty that was different from the childish and violent past. The people and things he didn't care about, whether dead or alive, close or distant, were not worthy of Jiang Yi's attention.

Zhu Weixing concealed his discord in his heart and asked, "Which hospital do we need to lock down?"

Jiang Yi shook his head: "Just find someone to give him a message. He is afraid that we will call the police and he will get out."

Then he disliked Zhu Weixing: "So there is no need to come tomorrow."

Zhu MSI: "?"

"You need to reflect on the quality of service."

Zhu MSI: "..."

"I'm going out at night, and I don't know when I'll be back."

Zhu Weixing guessed that he was probably going to deal with Kong Qiang, nodded: "Oh."

He won't be here tomorrow, the school recital is about to start, and Xin Manman, who is the class leader and student union secretary, is very busy.Zhu Weixing accepted her a lot of love and promised to help her, so she asked Uncle Shen to take care of the stall on her behalf.

Zhu Weixing said again: "Give me a message when you get home."

The original intention was to learn about Kong Qiang's situation in time, but Jiang Yi got a mocking face of "I see through you" after he finished speaking.

Congratulations to MSI.

"Reluctantly, disgusting." Jiang Yi disliked him, eyebrows raised.

Zhu MSI: "??"

Is there something hallucinogenic in the pie?