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Tang Chu had never seen Ji Lin like this before.

Tang Chu has partnered with Ji Lin for six years. In his memory, no matter how difficult the case, the cruelest criminal, or the most dangerous situation, the gentle curvature of Ji Lin's lips is like a firm grip. Inlaid in his face, it will not be broken.

But after hearing Han An's words just now, Ji Lin is different from the past.

In fact, Ji Lin didn't show any unusual reaction, but his expression suddenly turned cold, his pace was not as slow as in the past, and he showed a little haste, and...

And the moment when I looked back at Han An, my eyes didn't seem to be as gentle and smiling as before...

Through the single-layer glass, Han An couldn't feel it, but Tang Chu couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed his arms, inexplicably feeling two points of danger.

However, the concern about the case overwhelmed the instinctive reaction, Tang Chu turned his head and asked eagerly, "Mr. Ji, what's the situation now?"

He was still shocked by Ji Lin's sudden astonishing inference, but he heard Han An's words at first. Tang Chu had a vague guess, but he didn't dare to ask too directly.

But it's no surprise that Ji Lin's performance is different from the past only for a very short moment.

The moment he heard Tang Chu's question, Ji Lin suddenly looked away from Han An, bent down to pick up the phone with the broken screen, and looked at Tang Chu with the same expression as usual.

"Deputy Team Tang," Ji Lin's voice was warm, but his tone seemed to contain two points of restraint, he said bluntly, "Wen Dong may be in danger now."

The guess in his heart was confirmed, and Tang Chu frowned even tighter. He said anxiously: "I'll take someone to the music academy now!"

Before the words finished, Tang Chu had already turned around and strode out.

But before he reached the door, Ji Lin's voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Deputy Tang."

Ji Lin's ending was faintly tinged with a strange tremor.

Tang Chu paused, and looked back, and saw Ji Yan holding his cracked mobile phone, looked up, and said in a deep voice: "Change a team to the Conservatory of Music, and take the lead in searching the idle piano room of the Music House , and at the same time, let Xiao Ruan immediately find a blue hemispherical glowing building on the map."

Now is not the time to ask for details, Tang Chu nodded without hesitation, opened the door and rushed out.

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Wen Dong and Han Yang sat side by side on the dilapidated concrete platform on the roof of a certain unnamed building in Yashen City. Han Yang held up a black umbrella with one hand, and the edge of the umbrella was tilted towards Wen Dong. exposed to rain.

Wen Dong held the cup of milk tea with half of it in one hand, stretched out his other free hand and gently pushed the handle of the umbrella, and said softly, "Han Yang, straighten the umbrella."

His voice didn't sound very energetic, as if he was trying to suppress sleepiness.

However, Han Yang didn't hear about Wen Dong, the edge of his umbrella was still clearly tilted towards Wen Dong, and he said with a smile: "Mr. , then my student is doing too badly."

"You also know that your hobby is weird..." Wen Dong half-truthfully blamed, but there was not much blame in his tone, and he suddenly asked again, "Have you ever asked Mr. Shen to come here before?"

As if he didn't expect Wen Dong to ask this suddenly, Han Yang was startled for a moment, and then said in a low voice, "I've been here, of course I've been here."

After a slight pause, Han Yang suddenly raised his free hand, and with a gentle movement, stroked a stray strand of hair from Wen Dong's forehead to his ear, before continuing: "That's why I said that before, Teacher Wen, you should not come to our school to replace Teacher Shen, every time I see you, I will think of Teacher Shen, very sad."

"Really?" Wen Dong deliberately didn't avoid Han Yang's actions just now, he said as if joking, "I thought you were worried, and I would end up with Shen Xi as well."

Han Yang's hand holding the black umbrella handle suddenly tightened. He didn't turn his head, his eyes still fell on the rain curtain in the distance, and he asked calmly, "Why does Teacher Wen think so?"

"Huh?" Wen Dong seemed unaware of Han Yang's sudden tightening of his five fingers. He covered his lips and yawned, then raised his hand and rubbed his eyes. His tone could not hide his sleepiness, "I don't know, just say it casually." , may be too sleepy...affecting the brain..."

Han Yang smiled, his fingers holding the handle of the umbrella relaxed, and he said with concern: "Mr. Wen didn't rest last night, okay? Drink milk tea to refresh yourself. Besides, the weather is not good today. If you don't finish the milk tea of ​​Mr. Wen, you will be exhausted." It's going to be cold."

Wen Dong didn't make another sound, he lowered his head and took another sip of milk tea.

After that, he raised his eyes and looked at the glowing blue hemisphere on the roof of the northeast corner of the building not far away through the rain curtain.

-

"There are discoveries at the Conservatory of Music!" Tang Chu hung up the phone and looked at Ji Lin, speaking quickly, "Mr. Xiaowen and Han Yang's fingerprints were detected on the piano in the 412 piano room of the Music House! The taste of the drink remained, and a drop of liquid was found on the keyboard, which was initially speculated to be milk tea!"

After a slight pause, Tang Chu looked at Ji Lin's face, and said cautiously: "Mr. Ji, do you think sleeping pills will be given to this milk tea...?"

But without waiting for Ji Lin to answer, Tang Chu said as if to comfort himself: "It doesn't matter even if it's down, judging from the current situation in the piano room, that cup of milk tea should have been spilled a lot...otherwise you wouldn't be able to smell it It has an obvious smell, besides, besides, Mr. Xiaowen is so cautious and alone..."

The more Tang Chu said, the lower his voice was. Obviously, no one could really feel at ease until he found Wen Dong and saw with his own eyes that he was safe.

Ji Lin was noncommittal, and before he answered, Ruan Tian yelled loudly: "I found it! Teacher Ji, Tang sir, I found the building you just mentioned!"

Ji Lin and Tang Chu looked at each other, and walked quickly to Ruan Tian's desk at the same time.

Ruan Tian raised her finger and pointed to a tall building on the computer screen. There was a glowing blue hemisphere on the top of the building.

"This is what Teacher Ji said just now," Ruan Tian said quickly, "The planetarium of Yashen University is shaped like a half sphere, and the lights will be on after six o'clock every night."

"The map is zoomed out," Ji Lin ordered in a deep voice, "mainly locate the nearest building to the southwest of the planetarium."

Ruan Tian's mouse moved, and two seconds later, Ji Lin and Tang Chu stopped at the same time.

"This neighborhood!" Tang Chu pointed his finger on the computer screen and said loudly, "The neighborhood where Shen Xi lives is actually in this direction!"

Ji Lin said "thank you" briefly to Ruan Tian, ​​then turned around and walked quickly to the elevator.

Tang Chu hurriedly followed, and the two entered the elevator room together. Thinking of something, Tang Chu suddenly said: "But...the security in Shenxi's community is strict, and cameras should be everywhere. If Han Yang really wants to do something, he will Choose there?"

"It's not there," Ji Lin said in a calm voice, with affirmative tone, "It was the tube building you saw through the piano room of Shenxi's house that day. That is Han Yang's psychological safety zone."

The Tongzilou is actually very close to the residential area where Shenxi is located, and they are naturally in the same direction, but it is not marked on the map, so the first thing Tang Chu saw was a high-end residential area.

Ji Lin's voice fell, and the elevator reached the first floor with a "ding" sound. Neither of them opened an umbrella, and they strode into the pouring rain together. Before Tang Chu could speak again, Ji Lin took out the car keys from his pocket , while succinctly said: "Deputy Tang, you take my car and go."

Tang Chu nodded, and simply sat in Ji Lin's co-pilot seat.

The car drove on the main road, and the wipers on the windshield were frequently operated, but they still couldn't stop the rain from pouring down.

Turning his head to look at the tight outline of the mandibular angle, and looking at Ji Lin in front of him, Tang Chu couldn't help asking: "Mr. Ji, did Mr. Xiaowen send you some information, right? We will definitely find him in the past. Yes or no?"

Ji Lin didn't answer right away, he tightened his slender fingers holding the steering wheel, and after a while, he said inexplicably: "He wrote me a poem, I hope I live up to his expectations."

After the words fell, the black Cayenne suddenly accelerated, speeding forward in the rain like a giant steel beast.

-

"It's still raining, I want to invite you to watch the night sky together and see the glowing blue hemisphere in the northeast corner..."

Han Yang read the message that Wen Donger sent him 10 minutes ago in WeChat at least ten times, and still couldn't help laughing: "Teacher Wen, you play the piano so well, but your poetry writing is really not that good. ..This is too straightforward, the glowing blue hemisphere, like a geometry problem, has no sense of beauty.”

"Really?" Wen Dong's lips twitched slightly, and he didn't refute, but just said, "Then you also write a sentence for me?"

"Didn't you just say that the phone is out of battery and turned off?" Han Yang pouted, "You can't see it even if I send it to you."

"It doesn't matter," Wen Dong said, resting his chin with one hand, eyes half-closed, "You can just read it to me to lull you to sleep."

"Isn't Teacher Wen about to fall asleep?" Han Yang smiled, and his tone suddenly became very light, "If I hypnotize again, I'm afraid that Teacher Wen will really fall asleep right here."

Wen Dong seemed dissatisfied, he gave a soft "tsk" and said deliberately: "I don't think you can write poetry, and I don't know how well you can compose music."

After a short pause, as if thinking of something again, Wen Dong said with emotion: "Speaking of which, do you really know who wrote the melody I played in the piano room before? That part is really well written , the combination of despair and hope is incisively and vividly."

Han Yang turned his head abruptly and looked straight into Wen Dong's eyes.

"What's wrong?" Wen Dong blinked and asked back, "Didn't you hear it? Or, you and I have different opinions?"

Han Yang stared at Wen Dong for another two seconds, then turned his head away again, and continued to look at the rain curtain.

His hand without the umbrella slowly inserted it into his pocket, as if he was groping for something.

After a while, Han Yang said softly: "I can tell, I understand the same as Teacher Wen."

His voice seemed to be hoarse in an instant, as if he was struggling to suppress some emotion that was about to burst out.

Wen Dong didn't seem to have heard of it, he sighed softly, and continued to say emotionally: "I've always wondered what kind of despair I experienced to write such a melody."

But Han Yang didn't speak again.

After a while, the hand in his pocket seemed to have groped for what he wanted, and he held it tightly, before Han Yang suddenly asked incoherently, "Teacher Wen, if one day you find out that You have been endowed with one of the traits you hate the most, what will you do?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a violent engine sound suddenly sounded downstairs.

Wen Dongruo felt something, and looked towards the bottom of the building together with Han Yang, but only saw a large splash of water, and there was no trace of any car.

In an extremely short episode, Han Yang only took a glance, then looked away, and turned to look sideways at Wen Dong, as if he was still waiting for his answer.

Wen Dong also looked away from the bottom of the building, he put the nearly half of the milk tea cup left on the ground, raised his hand and pressed his temple, as if he was too sleepy to think, he replied softly: "Of course." It’s—to find the root cause of the most disgusting traits I have been endowed with, and then, get rid of it with my own hands.”

As he uttered the last five words, Han Yang's hand that had been in his pocket was clenched to the extreme, and the muscles of his forearm hidden under the fabric of the clothes stretched out extremely sharp lines.

Wen Dong never looked sideways at Han Yang from the beginning to the end.

After a while, after estimating the approximate time in his mind, Wen Dong stopped hesitating and closed his eyes suddenly, as if he couldn't hold it anymore, he fell straight into Han Yang's arms.

Everything seems to happen in an instant——

Han Yang threw away the black umbrella with one hand, wrapped Wen Dong's shoulder with one hand, and finally pulled out the other hand that had been in his pocket all the time, tightly clutching the bottom of a sharpened tuning fork!

It can be heard that Dong still has his eyes closed, breathing evenly and steadily, as if he is unaware of the imminent danger.

The sharp blade reached Wen Dong's fragile neck, piercing his too fair and delicate skin in an instant, and the moment the bright red blood flowed down the beautiful lines of the neck, the back of Han Yang's head suddenly froze——

The cold and hard muzzle of the gun came up silently.

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