sincerity of lies

The sun finally sank, the sky withdrew its last bit of light, and the long-awaited darkness scrambled to cover it.

In a street parking space outside the hotel, a silver-white van has been parked here for a long time.

The glass of the van is opaque black glass, and it is completely impossible to see the situation inside from the outside.

As for the mysterious inside - there are two people inside, a bald man in a hat, and a young man with a computer.

"What time is it?" The bald head was a little impatient, "Why haven't the ideas come back?"

The idea in their mouths was, without a doubt, Huo Ranyin.

People who live in unfamiliar cities without a fixed trajectory will always face endless troubles. They can only start to check from the hotel, but there is a problem with this first step.

They waited until four o'clock in the morning, but no one came back.

Although it is possible for people who come to travel to go to KTV bars and other places to party all night, but after all, this is Huo Ranyin, an extremely cunning opponent. Could Huo Ranyin have realized that someone is following him?

The two people in the car analyzed for a while, and decided to look at the camera they had been shooting at the hotel entrance until now.

The surveillance video at 8x speed was normal, except that a man left with two large suitcases in his hands and came back empty-handed 15 minutes later.

The young man zoomed in on the screenshot, found the group photo of the annual meeting of Mingxing Publishing House, and confirmed that the man was the editor, and his name was Ain.

interesting.

But that didn't stop him.

The young man stretched out his hand slowly. The fingers of his hands were very long, to a somewhat weird extent, like ten thin white chopsticks, touching the keyboard.

In addition to monitoring, they also made other preparations. In the afternoon, they sneaked into the hotel lobby and installed a WiFi with the same name as the hotel, and then changed the WiFi that came with the hotel to another password that was locked. More than half of the stupid people connected to their wifi unsuspecting.

The idiot Ain is no exception.

And a mobile phone connected to public wifi is like a home with the door open, inviting people to come in and take a look.

The young man easily hacked into Ain's mobile phone along the wifi, and saw the other party's WeChat chat history.

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Ain: Teacher Ji, how are you doing today? The Daye Temple I recommended is not bad, right?

Ji Xun: It's good, but climbing the mountain is very tiring.

Ein: Scary, isn’t it possible to drive up to Daye Temple?

Ji Xun: ... I climbed to other Buddhist temples

Ein: But I remember the cable car?

Ji Xun: No, I changed another mountain to climb a Buddhist temple.

Ain: Scared, Teacher Ji likes worshiping Buddha so much? !I still change mountains to climb, is that enough, do you need me to recommend other temples?

Ji Xun: ... No need, I have checked it myself.

Ein: Scary, Mr. Ji, have you checked everything? !

Ji Xun: Don't be scared, do me a favor, take out your luggage and send it to me...

Ein:? !

Followed by the address and a voice conversation.

Voice conversations are inaudible, but at this point, it's more than adequate.

In the dialogue, frequent visits to Buddhist temples is an important message, which can be used as an entry point.

tick-tack-tattack-

The peeping eyes move flexibly in the dark night.

In the early morning of the next day, Ji Xun and Huo Ranyin had already packed themselves again, left the room, and prepared to continue climbing the mountain along the itinerary they had made yesterday.

They had a simple breakfast at the hotel, and when they went out, Ji Xun looked up to check the weather.

"Well, the clouds are gloomy, the sky is not visible, and I accidentally dropped my mobile phone when I left the hotel room, so I have to go back...Everything is not going well, it is an ominous omen."

"After being superstitious, you still work as a magician?" Huo Ranyin.

"This is the inspiration of the prophet." Ji Xun.

"What kind of inspiration?" Huo Ran had a headache, "Obviously according to logical analysis, we can also analyze that the longer we stay in Qinshi, the higher the probability of those people coming."

"But prophets are more fashionable than detectives, and I want to be more fashionable with you."

"..." Huo Ranyin.

That nimble big cat rolled over Huo Ranyin's heart again.

You look at this cat every day, and feel that its arrogant and head-wagging appearance is just too much to be beaten.But when you actually touch its body, the hands that should have taught it a lesson will only caress its warm body and observe whether its fur is as bright as before.

after……

A half-clear and half-cloudy cloud flashed across Huo Ranyin's heart.

You won't be eaten to death by Ji Xun, will you?

During the conversation, they had already reached the side of the road in front of the hotel. Ji Xun saw a taxi and reached out to greet him.

The green taxi turned on its turn signal and slowly parked in front of them, but before Ji Xun was about to open the door of the parked car, a young man suddenly rushed out from the sideways, one step ahead of them, and got into the car.

The door of the car was slammed shut, and the young man shouted out of tune:

"I came first, this car is mine, don't squeeze!"

Ji Xun didn't want to squeeze.

But it's too late to say anything now, the taxi has already left.Ji Xun and Huo Ranyin had no choice but to continue to wait by the side of the road. Fortunately, another green empty taxi came towards this road immediately.

Ji Xun quickly waved.

The taxi stops.

This time, Ji Xun looked around vigilantly, and did not see the person who came to snatch the car again, so he opened the door, got into the back seat smoothly, and said to the taxi driver in front:

"Go to the foot of Mashan Mountain."

"Okay, sit still—" The driver of this taxi has a tender and soft face like a full moon, but his voice is rough and hearty. With one kick of the accelerator, the car sped out.

Zouma Mountain is their first stop today. It is also a very large mountain range in Qinshi City. There are many hills on the mountain. Naturally, there are also many temples. From the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, there is a special ginkgo road around the mountain. Looking down from the sky, it looks like a golden chain encircling the entire mountain. Naturally, in this season, there is no such scenery.

Boring in the car, Ji Xun played with his mobile phone for a while, and naturally had to chat with Huo Ranyin.

It happened that the two of them were sitting in the back seat, so it was very convenient to communicate. Ji Xun said: "Actually, from last night to now, I have been thinking about why the short man changed the brand at the end of the story..."

He eloquently said:

"Assuming it's true and Lao Hu did witness a murder, there are several possibilities.

[-]. As he said, he was an innocent bystander

The short man did switch brands, what was his motive?

Take the most common brand-changing template trick in mystery novels as an example. The deceased was killed in room A, but the house number was changed to B, and finally changed back to A. This is to cover up the scene of the first crime.

Now, no matter what kind of Buddha the dead person is sealed in, he is dead, and the appearance looks similar, except for the final placement - is there a clue to this location that we don't know yet?Prompted the short man to make such a move.

He and Gray Clothes were not in the same group, but he definitely knew about the murder of Gray Clothes—he was using it to achieve a certain purpose.

[-]. Lao Hu is half of the participants

When there is a lie in the story, it can be disassembled and reassembled into many stories with the same meaning but completely different elements.Delete the story of walking into the back mountain unintentionally, and the story will become that Lao Hu has long known that someone is going to throw the body, and he is squatting there waiting for it all.If the short man is replaced, the story will become that Lao Hu knows that someone is going to throw the body, so he replaces the sign and waits for it all.This requires us to think of a way, and then go to interrogate that old man.

[-]. Hu is the murderer

This kind of assumption is very fictional. The murderer feels that the evidence has been annihilated, and he is sure that we will not find it, so he wants to tease us out of a show-off mentality.

Assuming that everything is false, Lao Hu added this ending, which can be understood as expanding our search scope.The two signs are written on the most common Buddha in the temple. One possibility is to increase the cost of visiting.Then he was either joking with us, or he wanted to drag us to Qinshi.

Combined with the fact that he knows you and the special location of the abandoned pier, there may be some unfathomable conspiracy behind it.

Could it be that he is the legendary big boss of the organization in black——? "

"There is another possibility..."

Huo Ranyin patiently listened to the long series of words, and spoke indifferently.

"He has dementia."

"...Well." Ji Xun was very disappointed, and his tone was sullen, "What a boring conclusion."

"Don't regard life as a novel." Huo Ranyin.

"Tsk tsk." Ji Xun sighed, picked up his phone, tapped twice casually, and suddenly said to the driver in front, "Turn left at the intersection!"

His voice was urgent and fast, full of cold orders.

The driver, who was listening to them with his ears out, went blank for a moment, and subconsciously turned the direction according to Ji Xun's order.After turning the direction and starting to tens of meters, he said "Of course..."

"There is a car following us all the way." Ji Xun said seriously, "Get rid of them."

"Hey……?"

However, before the master digested this sentence, a series of instructions came from behind.

"Turn left."

"Turn right."

"Turn left onto the side road."

"Turn right on the path."

"No, there's still a car, a black sedan—"

"How could there be no cars on the road!" After a series of uninterrupted instructions, the driver in front of him could no longer keep up with Ji Xun's rhythm. At the beginning, he was so cheerful, and his face changed from cloudless to lightning and thundering, "The black car you are referring to appeared after we turned around, and the license plate, tail number 444, before this kind of tail number that was eager to reincarnate I’ve never seen it before, brother, do you have persecution paranoia?!”

"Be careful sailing for ten thousand years." Ji Xun said cautiously, "Just now I was discussing the topic of being persecuted. Isn't it normal to have the fear of being persecuted?"

"Be careful—" the driver cursed.

After turning left and right, not to mention Ji Xun and Huo Ranyin, even the driver couldn't tell where he was now.But they are generally heading towards the horse. When they drive here, they are also far away from the urban area, and come to the country roads with lush green plants, sparse buildings, and little traffic.

There were not many vehicles on the road, and the driver's attention had shifted from the situation on the road ahead to Ji Xun. His hands were just instinctively grasping the direction. When the car turned another corner, a shadow accompanied by a harsh horn sounded at the same time. .

The three people in the car looked forward.

A large red truck, like an unavoidable grotesque monster, rushed towards them brazenly!

The god of death opened his cloak, and the sickle cut across the iron sheet——

The car and the car have already touched each other!