Himemoto's interpretation

"Wan Hongzhou..." Sister Su muttered to herself amid the fading sound of rain, like a sigh, "No wonder."

No wonder why?

Xingqi asked in her heart, turned her face to look at her, and then turned her gaze back to the cracked window.

I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I only live in this mountain.

Father, like son.

Once the answer is presented intuitively, people are immediately enlightened: "I said that this guy is not right", "I think he is scary", "Fortunately, I am not familiar with him".

Surviving an irreparable blow, the emotional spring will jump back and forth among mixed emotions: glad to have escaped, anger at being betrayed, insight after the fact, breast-beating regret...the list goes on and on.

But in a sense, this is a good thing. It means that people are temporarily in a relatively safe environment and have leisure to think about chores other than the response plan.

Xingqi looked around the kitchen where six rechargeable table lamps were placed.

The place is by no means small.

The door is locked, and there is no other entrance except for the narrow window that only allows relatively thin women to enter and exit sideways.

Ventilation fans are many and small, and normal humans can never get in.

Food and water are plentiful.

The most amazing thing is the water table under the camera, which looks a little redundant at first, but it can be used to solve physiological problems by simply moving a few screws.

It is inevitable to ignore the details on the screen, and only when you are in it can you understand the precautions in the design.

No need to ask, she also knows who wrote these things.

No wonder the overprotective detective readily agreed to her doing it herself.

She must have rehearsed today's scene and was fully prepared.

but……

Xingqi rubbed her forehead with the back of her hand, wiped away her short bangs stuck to her sweaty skin, and looked at the camera with flashing red dots.

What's with the bullet?

What's the situation outside?

The detective suddenly reminded her to stay away from the window, as if she hadn't expected it to go to such an extreme.

Is she still safe?

The doctor is Wan Hongzhou, will the young master and Chang Ying, Zhao Libin and his wife be controlled by him outside?

"Are you related to the great detective?" Chen Xi came to Xingqi's side, pretending to be chic, he pushed the door with one hand, and slid his sweaty hand, she changed her posture, folded her arms with her hands, and leaned her shoulders against the door frame.

"Not very stable."

"Some connections are enough."

Chen Xi put his hand on Xingqi's shoulder, and felt a slight tremor through the fabric, apparently still in shock.

Xingqi thought she would ask some sharp questions, such as: Why didn't the gun shoot sooner or later, but when she found out it was her; since the doctor is Wan Hongzhou, wouldn't it be dangerous for others to be outside...

but.

Mr. Chen, who has a unique style of painting, came to his senses and was still in the mood to joke: "Before the finale, there must be an action scene. It must be hearty, and it must be dizzying. Otherwise, the audience will definitely say that the ending is too hasty, boring and no climax. Papa will give you a negative score. It’s best to catch one or two lovable characters in the early stage to receive a lunch box, otherwise I will call you brainless popcorn, boring, deep and clichéd reunion.”

"Watching a movie is just to relax and have fun." Xingqi naturally stood in the audience's position, "Let the likable characters receive box lunches, and be careful that we will raise funds to send you razor blades."

Chen Xi flicked her forehead with a backhand, "The wings are hard!"

Hearing Sister Su's laughter, Xingqi couldn't help but relax a little bit, guessing the detective's script wildly.

Would she like to write a copy of her own?

Thinking of this, Xingqi held the doorknob and pressed down gently.

"The back of the refrigerator." The detective's voice sounded through the earphones. I don't know if it was windy outside or she was exercising. Her breath was uneven. "Don't go out without my notice. Wait for me for a while."

Then there is a short mic-off beep.

There is a limit to one mind and two tasks, Xia Xiaoyu.

Panting and locking me here.

Dispelling her worries with slander, Xingqi found a mobile phone at the location where the detective said.

Turn on the machine, and the screen will automatically jump out of a blurred picture.

Surveillance outside.

The flashlight fell to the floor, able to illuminate a small fan-shaped area, but you can only see the messy cups and plates in front of it, and the table board for assembling the dining table seems to have been knocked open, and it is erected askew on the stool.

Something was shaking vaguely at the corner of the table.

Xingqi looked closely and found that it was a trembling foot.

Sister Su quickly recognized the owner of the foot: "Young Master!"

It must have taken some effort for Chen Xi not to roll his eyes, "You and Young Master..."

"It's not what you think." Sister Su interrupted her.

Chen Xi couldn't hide his jokes: "Then may I ask what kind of sincere friendship made you give up doubting his silly daddy, cover him up and let him deal with the mess?"

Xingqi was taken aback by the sudden attack, she didn't understand why since Sister Su asked "Is it the old Hou Ye you're looking for", Chen Xi didn't deal with her.

Seeing that Sister Su was pressing her chest and Chen Xi still refused to give up, Xingqi called out in a low voice, "Mr. Chen?"

Mr. Chen turned to point the finger at her: "When are you going to have a craniotomy to control the water in your brain? Our eldest sister Su already knew that the old man in the Hou family was nothing, so she kept covering it. Cover until the heart of the old thing is rotten and maggots are born."

"..."

Xingqi rubbed Buzzing's ears and looked down at her phone.

The small screen, with limited light, can't see much, but it can avoid the mournful, aging face.

She stared at the slightly reflective wall panel next to the flashlight, and spotted a black spot she hadn't noticed before.

Zooming in, it is not difficult to see that the black spots and the surrounding lines are very similar to the traces of the glass being shot.

She is not the only target!

Xingqi panicked.

The kitchen and the dining room are vertically connected, and the two rooms were shot one after another, which means that there were more than one shooter.

She was hesitating whether to tell Chen Xi, but there were sudden and successive crisp sounds from behind.

The three of them looked at the window sill together.

The strong wind blew off the glass that was shattered by the impact, but no new bullets entered the wall panels.

Xingqi motioned Chen Xi to look at the screen.

"This father is going to kill them all."

Chen Xi cursed a few times, took the phone by himself and zoomed out, and was about to check other places when he suddenly saw half of his body and half of his reflective head coming into the light range.

Zhao Libin.

He was pushed away by someone, and his body was staggering. He stabilized his center of gravity in a half-kneeling position, bent down carefully, and pointed his head to say something to the person behind the table.

"...The bald donkey is really not a good thing."

Xingqi muttered: "It's all good and bad?" But she didn't know why the wise and foolish President Chen came to this conclusion. After a few seconds, she realized, "You mean he brought the gunman?"

"What do you think? He is so enthusiastic about bringing special talents. Chang Ying is so proud of her husband. She sent us six or seven messages in a while, saying that Xiaoxia must wait for them to come, and why did she bring a scout who explores the road?" Bing, engaged in the sniper for a long time."

Chen Xi exited the monitoring interface, and skillfully entered a series of numbers while speaking.

Of course it doesn't work.

Chen Xi was so angry that he almost dropped his mobile phone, Xing Qi quickly went to grab it, but the slippery little thing jumped twice on his hand, and fell to the floor unrestrained.

There are two flowers and branches blooming on the screen, but it does not affect viewing.Xingqi also wanted to tell Chen Xi not to be impatient and to trust the detective, but she also knew that she could no longer wait for new instructions by looking at her phone.

She didn't even dare to think about those three words.

She also wants to go out.

Whether it's the weather, or the doctor who is separated by a wall, various elements are full of disturbing depression.

Xingqi felt in a trance as if she had returned to that time. Although the elders and "teachers" she relied on brainwashed her repeatedly to tell her that there were brothers, sisters, uncles and aunts in the whole commune as backing, the moment she fell off the cliff more than two years ago, She knew in her heart that she was alone.

Because the commune is a huge lie that completely covers her, no one cares about her thoughts, no one answers her doubts, and everyone is training her how to think and what thoughts she should not have.

She alone cannot fight against the rules made for her.

Staring at the floor for a while, Xingqi bent down and slid down the wall to the window, thought for a while, picked up a white porcelain plate next to the sink, and slowly raised it to the height of the window frame.

no response.

Next change heads.

Before the hair on the top of her head was blown by the wind, the current of the earphones sizzled, and then she heard the detective's voice with a faint smile: "It's time for you to go out."

Xingqi jumped onto the windowsill, "Where are you?"

"Two o'clock."

Xingqi looked to the right.

The rain and fog were thick, and her vision was blurred by the tears gushing out, but she saw it from a long distance away.

Or rather, she felt it.

"I am here."

****

The door opened only a palm width, and the sour smell of vomit rushed straight into the nostrils.

Holding her breath, Xingqi turned her head to look at Sister Su who was weak but still smiling.

She wanted to tell Sister Su that she didn't need to be sorry, but Chen Xi waved to her outside the window, and she made an OK gesture and put the words behind her.

After adjusting her breathing, Xingqi walked out of the kitchen after her vision adapted to the darkness.

The stairs leading to the second floor passed the window, and the four of them stayed in the dining room obediently because they were afraid of bullets.

No, not very honestly either.

The young master was twisted into a ball on the ground, sometimes twitching and sometimes snoring.

Chang Ying and Zhao Libin are still in a stalemate, acting online as a young and middle-aged couple in a relationship crisis.

"It wasn't arranged by you, it wasn't arranged by you, you go out and try it for me!"

"You don't want me to die, daughter-in-law..."

"If you don't go out, I will go out, and you will kill me!"

"...Don't be impulsive, it's less than an hour, daughter-in-law, please wait a little longer, I beg you. You can beat me, scold me and cut me when this matter is over. If you don't want to think about yourself, think about your family child..."

"..."

The quietest one is Wan Hongzhou.

He seems to be hiding in the deepest corner in fear of death, but actually watches the farce here with his eyes that reflect the faint cold light.

Xingqi has no doubt that he has figured out the detective's plan and has his own plan.

She came, and the others ceased to exist.

The flashlight is on the ground, the light is in the middle, and the doctor looks back at her in the dark abyss.

Xingqi pulled up a chair and sat down facing the doctor.

For countless nights in the past, she waited for the doctor to step into the high seat in a darker and purer darkness than the present, overlooking everything.

Waiting for him to analyze her recent activities, her shortcomings.

Sometimes she had to kneel, and sometimes she had to carry a heavy wooden shackle.

Even now that he is sitting on the ground, he is still condescending.

Looking at her slightly furrowed brows, I could feel the panic that was about to overflow from her calm surface.

Her voice trembled—

"PhD."

Xingqi made a sound, and the couple finally stopped the conversation of "I will go if you don't go" and "I won't go if you can't go".

"Who?"

The question didn't have a subject, and Xingqi didn't give them a clear direction, "You can go out now."

Chang Ying got up without saying a word, but Zhao Libin held her tightly in her arms, "Daughter-in-law, don't believe her, she is a thief! She is going to trick us all out and silence us one by one!"

Xingqi picked up the flashlight and shone the light on Wan Hongzhou's face.

"Nice to meet you, Doctor."

Dazzled by the strong light, Wan Hongzhou raised his hand to cover his eyes, showing appropriate doubts, "You are not Yang Xiaomi, you are... Xiaoshang?"

He is playing dumb.

Of course, how could he admit frankly that he is a doctor.

She knew his pace, the rhythm of his breathing, his words, and, oh, his smell.

To Xingqi, these personal characteristics are like fingerprints, which can be seen at a glance, but they cannot be presented to others as proof.

The light tilted towards the young master.

What old man Hou did has nothing to do with Hou Bingjun. Looking at his current drunken appearance, Xingqi can't say she hates him, but she really can't arouse her sympathy.

"Two years ago, I met you. It was at the place where I came back a few hours ago." Xingqi said slowly, "You were with an old gentleman who called himself Lord Hou."

Xingqi was not as calm as she appeared, something like electric current jumped and galloped on the surface of her skin, and her anger seemed to materialize.

She tried to stay sane.

"Since I'm here, you should be very clear about the situation of that old gentleman."

"What does she mean, it's really Old Hou Ye?" Chang Ying asked.

Zhao Libin kicked and kicked Hou Bingjun, but the drunk young master couldn't respond.

Xingqi didn't have time to think about why they didn't leave.

"Oh..." Wan Hongzhou combed with five fingers, and stroked the wet hair on his forehead to the top of his head. "It seems you've remembered."

His attitude was too calm, and Chang Ying stopped struggling in her husband's arms.

"That's right, two years ago, it was my Wangnian who rescued you."

Xingqi couldn't believe her ears.

"My old friend loves to imitate the example of Weng Han Ye in boating and fishing, and because of this, he happened to save you. At that time, you were seriously injured, with blood all over your body, and wounds on your head and back. My old friend wanted to send you there. Hospital, but you resisted going to the hospital and begged him not to call the police. He thought you had something to hide, but since you encountered it, the old man has a kind heart and will not leave you dead."

The sour smell in the room became more intense, and the sourness and bitterness in the throat surged.

Xingqi tensed her back, wanting to turn around and leave.

How could there be such a brazen person?

Distorting the facts face to face, turning black and white?

Wan Hongzhou said in disbelief: "Your back... there should be a scar near the right shoulder bone. I don't remember the exact number of ribs. It was a gunshot wound. Fortunately, no internal organs were injured."

Xingqi subconsciously retracted her right foot behind her left foot, crossed her legs, and prevented herself from running away.

She didn't know if she had a gunshot wound scar, but she remembered one thing.

"What did you think of, didn't you?" Wan Hongzhou said, "My old friend remembers that day he first heard a gunshot and saw someone fall off the cliff. Not going back and leaving."

I thought nothing of it.

No, she remembered clearly.

Instead of slipping and falling off the cliff, she was pushed by a strong force.

First there was a strange sound, and then something came through the air, yes, it was a gun.

She was pushed off a cliff by the impact of the gun.

The gun has a muffler. The old friend Wan Hongzhou said could never hear the gunshot under the cliff. He was lying and making up stories.

But no sound came out of my throat.

"Out of curiosity, my old friend inquired about the situation, and later learned that a family on the mountain had a burglary case, and the private security entrusted was Mr. Zhao's company. As for me, I happened to have met Mr. Zhao's younger brother a few times. So I asked him. The result made me feel very strange, and there was no report." Wan Hongzhou turned to Chang Ying, "I have a question. I want to ask when we are sitting in the villa and waiting for success."

Chang Ying screamed suddenly: "Doctor! He is a doctor! Old Zhao! Get someone to arrest him!"

Wan Hongzhou was undisturbed, and raised his voice: "At that time, Detective Xia said that the security director of your company, that is, your cousin, gave a ridiculous report and sent it to you, telling you about the crime of burglary and serious injury. There are a total of four messengers in the gang—later we all know that the messenger is the collection thief who roamed the Sanjiang River Basin, the little girl in front of us—playing it amazingly, because he didn’t know the messenger in the report gender, age, height, could it be because of..."

He made a tense short pause, and glanced at Hou Bingjun, "Drunk, like Young Master?"

That's right.

If she hadn't given the letter to the drunken person nearby to be on the safe side that day, she wouldn't have been attacked.

"Li'an's supervisor was drunk on duty and shot innocent passers-by—don't forget, at that time, none of us knew her identity. What kind of consequences would it cause..." Wan Hongzhou shook his head, "Don't dare Think about it, don’t dare to think about it.”

Zhao Libin giggled, as if letting go of a heavy burden, he stroked his wife's back and put his arms around her trembling shoulders. "It's okay, shhh, I won't tell Dad, I'll help you deal with it."

Rather than saying that he was comforting his wife, it would be better to say that he also has the handle of his wife. He was relieved and said enthusiastically: "Xiao Wan, didn't we say yesterday that we would help you install equipment in the training center? It's easy to say, I will install one for you for free." Batch. The latest system, with face recognition and real-time analysis."

Wan Hongzhou thanked him politely.

It was like an absurd play.They recite their lines and smile according to the script.

how about you?Xingqi asked herself.

She wants to throw up.

Even if she opened up and explained that Wan Hongzhou was a doctor, people would still just talk to themselves.

It was supposed to be.

Sister Su was the first to notice that old man Hou was directing and acting to lure away the security guards, but she pretended not to know because of her unknown relationship with the young master; Zhao Libin blackmailed the young master and suppressed his suspicion of the old man; Shooting people; Chang Ying shielded relatives, or defended the company's name, and coordinated to tamper with the report and conceal the facts; Hou Bingjun really didn't know that old man Hou was mentally abnormal...

No one in this building is innocent.

"What he said is true." The detective's voice sounded out of the headset. She must be outside, because it sounded very distant and empty, without the familiar temperature of Xingqi. "You have a back injury."

"I don't... I don't know, and I don't remember." Xingqi whispered. She couldn't even be sure that the detective could hear it at this volume, but Wan Hongzhou seemed to hear it.

He smiled lightly, and no one would deny that the smile was full of contempt, irony, and arrogance.

However, only Xingqi is in front of him, and only she can see the true face of the doctor.

"I can testify." Zhao Libin kicked one of Hou Bingjun's arms away in disgust, "It's all caused by the young master—ah bah, Hou Bingjun and Hou Yangwu."

Xingqi saw Wan Hongzhou's complacency again.

Zhao Libin wanted to put all the crimes on the Hou family's father and son - exactly in his arms.

Wan Hongzhou was showing off that he had easily controlled Zhao Libin, and what was even more frightening was that he was trying to confuse the detective hiding behind her.

Xingqi remained motionless.

Time has no thickness when consciousness is ethereal.

I don't know how long it took, maybe just a second or two, a lump of fast-moving unknown objects on the ground and an indescribable burnt smell awakened Xingqi's mind.

When the speed of rotation slowed down, it was not difficult to see that it was half a roast chicken. Something rubbed the wings of the chicken and embedded in the wall panel, and the remaining force could still drive the roast chicken to hit the wall.

Xingqi moved the flashlight toward the smoking bullet hole in the wall panel.

The brass casing was left halfway out.

Zhao Libin clasped his head in his hands, slapped the top of his head heavily, and blinked uncontrollably with one eye.

This is fundamentally different from the previous lead bullets.

In other words, his people were controlled.

Zhao Libin looked at Xingqi in horror. A few minutes ago he lied to his wife not to go out, saying that the thief would silence them all.

Who knew that a word would become a prophecy? !

"Who?"

"It's not yours anyway." Xingqi shook her head and repeated the detective's words verbatim, "You tell the shooter that if it's not convenient to contact you at that time, just turn your wine glass upside down and shoot in five seconds. The target is the fat man, and the others don't care."

Chang Ying seemed to wake up from a dream, "Zhao Libin?"

"No..." Zhao Libin let go of his wife and approached Xingqi, "Who the hell?"

Xingqi dodged to avoid Zhao Libin, and listened to the detective's command to open the door, "Go out and have a look and you'll know."

Looking past Wan Hongzhou from the corner of his eye, he actually caught the moment of his retreat.

The light of the flashlight continued to shine, and his Adam's apple kept rolling.

It turns out that it only takes half a chicken to let the doctor show a loophole.Xingqi told herself a joke, and laughed very flatteringly.

The wind brings refreshing grass fragrance and coolness.

At the same time, the heavy shadow that had been hanging over my heart for a long time quietly receded.

Xingqi felt happier than ever. She tiptoed to look in the sunset, and even wanted to drop everything to find the detective.

But no, a series of movements behind her reminded her that the matter was not yet fully over.

Chang Ying stood there blankly, holding the wine bottle with only the neck in her hand.

Zhao Libin spun around several times like he was drunk, and fell limply on the ground, with a pistol stuck at his feet.

"He... thinks..." Chang Ying couldn't continue, sobbing loudly, stumbled into the kitchen, and vomited earth-shatteringly.

Xingqi looked directly at Wan Hongzhou under the slanting light of the sunny sunset: "In March this year, you lost a batch of goods. You contacted the buyer yourself. The price you gave is very favorable, so it can be said to be free. It's unfortunate. , even if it’s free, the other party’s tolerance for delayed delivery is very low. They gave you an ultimatum, so you urgently need a batch of goods to turn around.”

With his right hand behind his back, Wan Hongzhou's loose expression was once again impeccable, like a delicate masked man, with a standard smile.

"Don't pretend to be an omnipotent doctor who controls everything. You will also be forced to go to Liangshan, and you will also take risks for money. At best, you are good at making up stories with rhetoric, or you will forcefully add drama to yourself."

Xingqi stopped, put down the flashlight, and stared at Wan Hongzhou quietly in the corner.

speak.

Say something.

It was really frustrating to just give up, the Doctor who had dominated her will for so long was so vulnerable.

Why didn't he even show signs of stepping out of the shadows?

Or was it that he was not as powerful as she remembered at all, but that she was too weak at that time?

As it was getting late, Xingqi waited impatiently, "Do you want to take root and sprout as a mushroom?"

"Have you ever thought about one thing?" Wan Hongzhou finally asked.

Xingqi put on a posture of listening attentively.

"The day of the school entrance banquet was the first time for everyone. You had a chance to escape, but you didn't. If you left...just..."

His body shook, and his voice stopped abruptly.

What shot between Wan Hongzhou's eyebrows was not a bullet, but a needle.

He rolled his eyes and found the subject of the experiment he had taught himself.

"It's all your fault." He said, "That day, if it wasn't for you... then..."

It will not be the current situation.

Zhao Libin was lying on the ground with blood bubbling from the top of his head.

After Chang Ying vomited, she curled up beside him, holding a bottle of wine in her hand, and wanted to pour it on his head, but she drank it one gulp after another.

Su Peiwen hugged Hou Bingjun who was crying in a coma for some reason.

It turned out to be the case.

Xingqi let out a low "ah".

This is the reason why the detective interrupted her repeatedly in the monitoring room.

The successful theft for the first time not only changed the trajectory of her personal life, but also caused everyone present to fork in the road.

It all started that day.

Some fallible people are in the habit of looking for excuses and scapegoats when their mistakes are revealed.

—Someone has to be responsible for what I did and where I ended up today.

Unfair social system; family members who have no money and power; friends who never put in effort to have everything; superiors who look down on me; indifferent passers-by...

It was your fault and you are all responsible.

—except myself.

The opposite psychology also exists.

——If I hadn’t made that choice, would things have been different?

In any case, Xingqi is the one most involved, she is the center of the vortex.

Even though she is no longer young and ignorant now, she will not feel that it is her fault that the orphans and widows have no food and clothing, but she will unconsciously feel guilty and blame herself for many things.

The few times the detective interrupted her in the monitoring room was when the negativity came to the fore.

But the detective swiftly and swiftly wiped out the signs.

Xia Xiaojuan knows me better than I do.Xingqi thought to herself.

She squatted down and poured half a glass of cold water on Wan Hongzhou's face.Wan Hongzhou's distracted eyes were stimulated by the cold water and opened slightly, focusing on her face for a few seconds, and finally closed slowly under the action of the medicine.

A few seconds is enough.

"The culprit is you, I dare not be the one."

A long shadow appeared at the door, Xingqi turned her face, and asked in the lit light: "Does capturing the doctor count as a major meritorious service? The kind that can reduce the sentence?"

****

Four or five people in fluorescent vests come into view.

In the distance, helicopter searchlights sweep across the canopy.

There was only a ray of sunset to illuminate the fuselage, and then it sank into the mountain peak. The flashing red and blue light replaced the fuselage logo and became an important symbol to highlight the unit it belonged to.

The hoopla was eventually left behind.

"Actually, you let me go not just to catch the doctor, right?"

"Ok?"

"Everyone who came here this time, except for the warm-up king, Mr. Chen, has more or less made mistakes, and there is no neutral party. And I think, you still want to tell me, compared with these people, I am the most innocent one .If any one of them made a different choice, I shouldn't lose my head. So what you say is really a general ledger. Everyone does the calculation."

"If you didn't mention mushrooms, it wouldn't be an anesthetic injection, rabbit."

"Uh……"

Xingqi buried herself in the detective's neck, took a deep breath, "Well, it's my Xia Xiaoyu."

The detective raised his hand and touched her ear accurately, "Well, it's my rabbit."

Xingqi laughed so hard that she almost rolled off her back.

"It doesn't matter when you think about it, I can understand." Xingqi said briskly, "Look, it doesn't matter whether it's Sister Su, Hou Bingjun, or even Chang Ying—my cherished friends, father, relatives, company reputation...often What is in front of me is the most important thing. As for a thief who fell from the sky, let her live or die."

"No."

"Okay, I'm about to say, don't interrupt me."

"..."

"I said it's okay because I know that I am very important in someone's heart. She will definitely find me through all obstacles, take me home, and treat me as her most important baby in the world. Then, we will be happy until the end of life .Right, Baby Xia?"

Xia Baobao didn't answer immediately, Xia Baobao quietly blushed.

Long after that, the mountain leaves all over the mountains will still repeat that answer when the breeze blows.

--"Yes."