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The open day is also very quiet. Feng Luyi followed the crowd and entered the gate. The students looked around because of curiosity, but he was a little afraid to look up. Occasionally, he met a pair of strange eyes exposed through the window. Everyone felt terrified.

He couldn't imagine the scene where Chi Yao was also locked inside.

But everything always has to be faced.

The Weiguan Office has been undergoing renovations in the past few years. The building where Chi Yao lived in the past has been converted into a library. The walls have been repainted, and the nail scratches hidden under it can no longer be seen.

There is a very special bookshelf in the library. The books on display are not ordinary books, but handwritten books, which are the learning experience and diaries written by the prisoners who have served here.

According to the pros and cons of the performance during the period, they are placed from top to bottom to alert latecomers.

Chi Yao's notebook was placed on the highest level as expected.

His strong character will always be reflected in these details.

But Feng Luyi still only felt sad, he took down the notebook, and flipped through the words that were against his will but were indeed written by Chi Yao himself.

I am grateful to my parents, to the society, to reform my past, and to be full of hope.

He almost wanted to engrave these handwritings in his heart, hating himself for being unable to tell the authenticity of the letter from the fake.

Maybe it was because I was tired from writing, or maybe it was because I thought that no one would see it, but as the last few pages approached, there was finally something else in Chi Yao's notebook.

It's some stick figures.

The students dispersed to visit. Wen Yuelai came over to take a look when he was free, shook his head slightly and said, "What is this? I don't understand it."

Indeed, Chi Yao has never studied art, so the paintings are very scribbled and difficult to recognize.

But Feng Louis still found the unremarkable game login logo in the corner.

It was the Black Soul that both Chi Yao and he had played with.

It turned out that the game page was drawn by hand, as well as some storyboards.

Although no one plays this game anymore, it was really popular at the time, and even Wen Yuelai had contact with it. She expressed her understanding: "We don't have access to any electronic products in the institute, and young people have poor endurance. Using this It’s normal to untangle it.”

"No, no, he's not a game addict." Feng Louis shook his head, smoothed the damp folds of the paper, and murmured, "He's asking for help."

"For help?"

"Yes, monitor, have you cleared the game?"

"It's been too long, I can't remember clearly."

"I remember very clearly that unless the strategy has been studied in advance, most people will end up with a dark ending for the first time, that is, the Sun Knight Solar is bewitched and then goes crazy."

Feng Luyi looked down at the stick figure of the little knight on the paper, with a sad expression, "Chi Yao drew another ending."

In this ending, the player must kill all the sun worms before Solar is bewitched, and Solar will not be harmed by it, and will fight against the big boss with the player.

In Chi Yao's painting, the knight with tattered armor stepped into the ruins, and then stood dejectedly next to the corpse of the sunworm, trying to digest the fact that the sun is fake, and the character played by the player Talking to him, trying to encourage him to get back on his feet.

Conversations are naturally represented by hand-painted dialog boxes. Chi Yao wrote and crossed out the dialogues over and over again, as if hesitating and struggling in his heart.

In the end, he left only a few words.

[Player] said to [Solar]: "You are also the sun."

Although Solal traveled the entire continent, but failed to find the real sun, he was always enthusiastic and firm along the way, helping the players pass the test. In the players' minds, the Sun Knight himself is just like the sun.

"So, he hoped that I could save him, just like the sun." Feng Louis closed his notebook and said with a wry smile, "But I let him down."

Just like in the dark ending, the source of Solal's tragedy is precisely because he is absolutely loyal to the sun and has no second thoughts. He hit the south wall all the way and did not give up until he was dripping with blood.

The same is true for Von Louis, as long as he reneged on the terms of the agreement, refused gland transplantation, or empathized with others and lifted the pheromone blockade in nine years, the truth would not come so late.

His loyalty to him has become a knife used to kill.

As a bystander, Wen Yuelai felt a little uncomfortable hearing it, and reached out to pat Feng Luyi's shoulder.

Unexpectedly, Feng Luyi did not accept the comfort as she expected, but waved his hands and said, "I'm fine, monitor, although it's a bit late, but from now on, I won't let Chi Yao down again."

He walked out of the library, the sun shining through the leaves on his old tattoos, the Helios gilded with gold.

Although his back was turned, Wen Yuelai inexplicably sensed his firm gaze and asked, "What's your plan?"

"It's not a plan, it's just to get things back on track." Feng Luyi's tone was very calm, "Chi Yao needs to be cleared of his charges, and Qiao Tradewind must also pay the price."

"I agree with the first point, but the second point may be difficult. Nine years have passed, and he should have destroyed almost all the evidence."

"There will be new evidence." Feng Louis said seriously, "Don't you think it's strange? He was only a high school student back then, how did he mobilize so many media to focus on this matter?"

"The topicality of the incident itself, as well as the necessary bribes."

"That's right, but it's not enough." Feng Louis picked up the withered and yellow leaves on the ground, and there was a hole in the middle that was obviously eaten by moths. "I also learned after dealing with the media over the years that the information gap that is higher than others is also an extremely valuable resource."

Wen Yuelai didn't quite understand, so Feng Louis made it more clear, "The media and the underground transaction that is most afraid of being exposed, he can negotiate at the same time without making a big mistake. There can only be one reason, he He was also an insider, and had dabbled in the gland and pheromone market at that time."

"Actually..."

"Everyone is a businessman. These traces are much easier to find than the evidence that he framed Chi Yao."

After he said these words, he didn't delay any more, and went back to start the investigation.

This search actually turned up something.

He discovered that apart from Chi's Group's various industries, Qiao Tradewind had a whiskey agency distillery of a small brand under his personal name, and it had been canceled last year, which was extremely inconspicuous.

Wen Yuelai replied to Feng Luyi through the inspection department where her mother worked: "The winery was canceled because prohibited substances were detected in the ingredients."

"Tell me in detail."

"I can't go into details, it's very difficult." Wen Yuelai has always acted decisively, so he rarely hesitated when talking about this matter. "Actually, the matter of sealing up the winery took a long time to decide. Thinking about it, I must have colluded with the ghosts. My mother is also very headache..."

"I should know what contraband it is." Feng Louis sent a few photos, all of which were real shots of the illegal trading of glands and pheromones that were exposed in the news back then.

It is even more familiar to Feng Luyi, after all, he is an all-round witness.

Qiao Xinfeng is poor at grasping information, and he is no exception.

According to the difference in grade and taste, the pheromone extracted from each person's body is different, but when the pheromone is injected, without exception, it must be purified and refined into a dark brown thick fluid.

Coincidentally, these refined pheromones, both in color and smell, look very similar to caramel, the only legally added coloring agent in whiskey.

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