Brain Science Event Book

"The alarm clock is ringing."

He opened his eyes wide.

"Just after you fled the scene following Miller's instructions, the alarm clock with the reset time rang. I arrived at the hotel eager to contact you, and heard the alarm clock in the room ringing non-stop. I immediately assisted through the hotel staff. , entered the scene with Miller, and was lucky enough to meet Ms. Mueller holding her last breath... Do you know what she said?"

"Meta, what did she say?"

"George Miller!" Tang Yingli pointed to her lips and said word by word, "She kept saying this name with her remaining strength.

"Besides yourself, no one knows your physical condition better than her; but even if your tinnitus gets worse and disordered behaviors are frequent, she never thinks of leaving your side; even when you are behind her, Ms. Mueller still wanted to protect you when she cut her throat! She really loves you!"

He twisted his face, mixed with sadness and anger, "George that beast!"

"Killing your lover by mistake will definitely make you blame yourself. You seek revenge from him, which also shows your determination." As for the deletion of research materials, it is even more ironclad evidence. "However, what has happened cannot be undone. All you can do now is stop hurting innocent people!"

His expression revealed inner hesitation.

So she pushed again, "Don't let yourself become a beast in human skin!"

"Did you know?" Chomsky gave a smile that was uglier than crying, "For the past three days, there has been a strong voice in my head."

"what?"

"Kill George Miller!" He had a grim look on his face, but then he laughed again, "Unfortunately, I can't even do this in the end!" He released his left hand to release the hostage; Jinglin immediately stepped forward to protect the girl behind.

Tang Yingli secretly breathed a sigh of relief, turning around, Fang Zijun and other members of the criminal team were ready outside.

"Charlotte."

She watched Chomsky, listening intently to his every word.

"You said one thing wrong." He raised his eyes, gripped the pistol tightly, and pressed the hammer with his thumb, "I who killed Mehta... can't turn back!"

"Teacher! It's dangerous!" Jing Lin opened her eyes wide, and immediately raised her gun to aim.

Tang Yingli seemed to see something, and quickly turned around, "Officer Zhou! Wait..."

Time seemed to stand still, he raised the gun to his throat; Jing Lin who raised the gun turned to aim at his right shoulder holding the gun, and pulled the trigger!

The bullet hit accurately, deflecting the muzzle of the gun slightly, but he also fired immediately, and the bullet pierced his jaw and bridge of nose at close range, and blood spattered everywhere!

"Professor! No!" Tang Yingli shouted with a sore throat.

Too late, the crazy genius took his own life by himself.Chomsky's tall body fell back, the French windows were stained red with blood, and the revolver fell heavily, with a "boom", just like her sinking heart.

Everything happened so quickly that even the criminal police who were ready to round up were caught off guard; but for others, it was a blessing among misfortunes that the murderer shot himself and did not cause innocent casualties.

"teacher……"

Staring at the unrecognizable corpse, at this moment, as if all the strength in her body was taken away, Tang Yingli slowly took off her glasses; Jing Lin hugged her tightly and found her trembling all over!

"Should have stopped him..." she said weakly, "I can only watch...watch him..."

"He wants to die, you can't help it!" Even her shot couldn't make him put down the pistol.

"I can see it, his eyes tell me...he is so close to me!"

"Don't blame yourself, at least the hostage wasn't hurt!" Seeing Tang Yingli's eyes were wet, Jing Lin bit her lip and reached out to caress her face. "You're doing great, it's okay! It's all over..."

Fang Zijun has started to seal off the scene, sent away irrelevant personnel, and started to collect the corpses.

"Teacher," their eyes met, "Thanks for your hard work!"

Tang Yingli ignored it, "No...not yet." She put back her glasses, her eyes became sharper, and she looked at Chomsky. "it's not finished yet!"

"teacher?"

She took the mobile phone left by Chomsky with one hand, gritted her teeth and ran out of the coffee shop.

*

In the international academic conference hall, a grand academic conference ended perfectly.

"Although many emergencies have occurred this week." George.Miller said emotionally to the members of the meeting: "But at least the meeting came to a successful conclusion, thanks to the school that hosted the meeting...The flame of academics will never be extinguished by any obstacles."

His remarks received warm applause from the audience.

When the meeting was over, Miller deliberately stayed in the conference hall. He looked at the dispersed crowd and knew that his favorite student was not present.

"Professor Miller has worked hard! This way please!"

He smiled, followed the guide into the rest area, and waiting there were groups of scholars who were invited to Taiwan to attend the conference.

In the midst of a series of relaxed conversations, the cell phone in his pocket rang suddenly, "...Sorry! Answer the call." Miller gestured, glanced at the screen, and pressed to answer. "Hello? It's me."

He walked to a corner where there were fewer people, "Really? He committed suicide with a gun..." He repeated in a low voice, the corners of his mouth slightly raised a few times.

"Okay, I understand, thank you!"

Staying indoors with air conditioning is much more comfortable than going outside; winter in Taipei is cold and wet, which Miller is not used to.

He looked up at the thick black cloud overhead.

Rain, it's coming soon.

***

When Miller enjoyed afternoon tea with friends around him, Andrew.The news of Chomsky's death gradually spread back to the ears of their group.

Many people felt sorry for this result, and many people even couldn't believe it; a scholar who devoted his life to studying the criminal's brain turned out to be a murderer!

Friends around him also paid tribute to Miller. They all knew that the friendship between Miller and Chomsky was the deepest.

"His example tells us a fact." Wiping away tears, Miller said with difficulty, "There is only a thin line between ordinary people and murderers!"

After speaking these thought-provoking words, Miletto said that he was in a bad mood, so instead of going out for drinks with his friends, he returned to the hotel room.

But before entering the door, Miller met Tang Yingli outside the corridor!

"Charlotte?"

She squatted in Room 613, where the cordon had not yet been removed, and placed a flower at the door; beside her was the young policewoman with the long ponytail as before.

She concentrated on praying for a while, until Miller slowly came to her. "There's not much I can do but comfort Ms. Mueller."

"Meta will hear your thoughts."

"Sorry! I didn't go to the seminar hosted by the teacher." Tang Yingli let out a sigh of relief, showing a little tiredness on his fair face. "Did the meeting go well?"

"It's okay, I know you have a heavy responsibility on your shoulders." Miller nodded, "That's right! I heard about Andrew, but I didn't expect you to actually do it."

"Do what?"

"Solve the case! Although I still can't believe it...but you caught the murderer who killed Mehta, what is it if you don't solve the case?"

"Solve the case?" Tang Yingli exchanged glances with the policewoman beside him with a half-smile. "It's a little bit worse?" She said specially in Chinese.

"what?"

"It can only be said that Chomsky made the stupidest mistake at the critical moment?" She smiled with a little sadness, "I just finished the investigation, can I have a chat with the teacher? Although it seems that the timing is not good... "

"Why is it not the right time? I was afraid you wouldn't want to come!" Miller was overjoyed, "Come on! Go to my room, this way."

But only Tang Yingli followed, "Where is Miss Police?" Miller found that Zhou Jinglin was not following, "Isn't she your colleague?"

"A partner who works together? Actually, I'm not a member of the establishment." She approached Miller and whispered, "But she doesn't understand English! I don't want to bother translating for her."

"Then we can have a drink together!" Inserting the room card, he invited Tang Yingli to enter.

She marveled, looking at the large windows. "The lighting here is really good! The room is also very big..."

"Is it? It's a waste to live alone!" Miller took off his coat, opened the refrigerator and took a bottle of red wine. "I bought a few bottles on the first day I came here, just right to drink with you... It's a pity that there are no crystal wine glasses!"

"If it's a good wine, it's just as good in an ordinary glass." She walked to the window, "Ah, it's raining."

"It's really raining here." He skillfully pulled out the cork, and while Tang Yingli was distracted, Miller put a few pills in the glass before pouring in the red wine.

"Drink, don't be shy!"

"I've never been polite when drinking my teacher's wine!"

"Is that so?"

They clinked glasses with each other, and the red wine touched their lips. Perhaps the alcohol relaxes the nerves, and Tang Yingli began to talk eloquently about the investigation process.

"...After disappearing for three days, he suddenly turned on his mobile phone. This is also the key to the police's ability to grasp his whereabouts."

"Is Andrew trying to contact someone?"

"Didn't the teacher receive his call?" She tilted her head and asked, "After all, you and the professor have a very deep relationship."

Miller smiled nonchalantly, "I got a call from him, but I didn't answer; the seminar was about to start at that time."

"So that's it!" Tang Yingli covered her lips, "Huh? But it's not right..."

"What's wrong?"

"The leader of the Criminal Division said that he was able to know exactly the professor's whereabouts because he received a reliable tip. This tip..." She put down her glass, "Didn't you give it to me?"

He was slightly stunned, "What stupid words..."

"The teacher calmed him down on the phone and agreed on a meeting place, but in fact he made a phone call back to the Criminal Division to anonymously report Chomsky's whereabouts, and then presided over the seminar. By the end of the meeting, Chomsky had committed suicide and the case was declared solved." Tang Yingli said coldly, "This is the perfect script you arranged, am I right?"

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Good news came from this work the day before yesterday ww

The brain science event book has a new mirror work in July by Fang Fang of Mirror Literature Station.

Although I have been trying to use different methods to write novels, this time I used the presentation techniques of unit dramas and dramas. I am very grateful for such affirmation and recommendation!

Although the content of the seventh case has been determined through the outline before writing the second part, every time I write a case, there will be some fine-tuning to some extent.

I was a little shy when I talked about social issues in the introduction, haha ​​XD this time the seventh case "is also counted" and used some popular topics, right? ww hope you like it!