When he came here before, Xiaowu told Xia Qinian that apart from himself, only Xu Zhihai could use the printer to print orders for him.
Ai Liang took away the memory card, with no expression on his cold face.
Mustache wanted to say a few words, but in the low-pressure atmosphere, he held back.
"Boss Sun, I picked up a good thing. Come and see how much it's worth."
First there was an obscene voice outside the door, and then a hunchbacked old man pushed the door open and entered.
"Isn't this the student kid from two days ago? Why is he here again?"
Seeing Ai Liang, the hunchbacked old man quickly reacted with a look of disgust.
How could the hunchbacked old man be so kind to Ai Liang? Last time, it was because of him that the time of picking up rags was delayed by an hour, and many valuable items were picked up by others.
Ai Liang took a look and wondered if this was a coincidence. He was just about to go find him when he took the initiative to send him to his door.
"I have something to ask you."
"No time! I have to pick up junk. Boss, please help me find out how much this microwave oven is worth."
The hunchbacked old man refused without even looking at Ai Liang.
But the next moment he couldn't care less about the broken microwave oven in his hand.
Ai Liang once read a book, and there was a sentence in it that said: There is only one way in the world to make others do anything, and that is to give them what they want.
What can a hunchbacked old man do if he is busy picking up rags?
It's not just about money.
Facing the banknotes smelling like ink that Ai Liang handed over, the hunchbacked old man's eyes widened.
Darling, this is the most you can spend picking up rags for a month.
The hunchbacked old man's Adam's apple rolled and he swallowed hard: "For me?"
Ai Liang, who had taken the initiative, just waved the money in front of him, causing a fragrant breeze.
"Have you seen these two people in the photo?"
Ai Liang took out his cell phone and clicked on the class photo he had requested from Fang Xiaoxiao in the morning. Wang Zi and Gao Jiajia were circled by him.
"It's a bit familiar, but I just can't remember it."
The hunchbacked old man shook his head, his eyes never leaving the money.
Upon seeing this, Ai Liang stuffed the banknotes back into his pocket.
This time the hunchbacked old man knew he was anxious, and his old brain was working rapidly.
"Wait a minute! I remember, it was that kid who kicked my legs and swollen them two years ago!"
Ai Liang pointed at Gao Jiajia and asked, "Where's this?"
The hunchbacked old man looked away and said, "I don't know him."
Even if you don't read minds, you can tell that he is lying.
Judging from the way he glanced around, you knew that he must have harassed Gao Jiajia, and then there was the scene where Wang Zi hero rescued the beauty.
Ai Liang directly stuffed the money into the hunchbacked old man's torn pocket and asked, "Did Xu Zhihai help you back when your legs were kicked and swollen two years ago?"
"How do you know it?"
The hunchbacked old man looked shocked.
Looking at the hunchbacked old man's disbelieving expression, Ai Liang understood completely that it was really him.
"Last question, has Xu Zhihai been to the recycling bin today?"
The pockets of the hunchbacked old man's clothes were full of holes. He folded the money Ai Liang gave him and stuffed it under the soles of his shoes so that the money would not be lost.
He was busy putting on his shoes while answering Ai Liang's questions.
"Zhihai? He came here this morning. What's the matter? Do you have anything to do with him?"
"Nothing, I just wanted to ask him if he has collected any books recently."
Ai Liang casually made up an excuse to fool him.
The hunchbacked old man had no doubt that he was there, because Xu Zhihai also said that Ai Liang would treat him to pancakes every day in exchange for two books to read.
Mustache was hesitant to speak beside him. When Ai Liang came to him, he said that he was here to investigate the murder case, but now he suddenly asked about Xu Zhihai.
Mustache didn't dare to talk too much for fear of getting burned, so he could only stand aside in silence until Ai Liang left.
"Children from rich families are different. They run to the recycling bin every day. It would be nice if they came more often."
The hunchbacked old man had no idea what Ai Liang was here for.
All he knew was that he could make money by answering two random questions, and he wished Ai Liang could come back more often.
The mustache glared at the hunchbacked old man.
How many more times will you come here? When did that kid come here without bringing a murder case? You would be willing to let us die, right?
He could only think about this in his heart and never dare to say it out loud.
Ai Liang looked at the school gate with mixed feelings.
He carried his computer bag and walked towards the school gate.
Wearing a peaked cap on his head and carrying something in his hand, his suspicious appearance attracted the attention of the doorman.
As he approached the school gate, the guard immediately stopped him: "Foreigners must register first!"
Because of Gao Jiajia's death, the school's janitor is more responsible than before. In the past, he would only glance at anyone who entered the school.
"I am a student here and I showed up at the conference yesterday."
Ai Liang took off his peaked cap to reveal his true face.
"Oh, it's you. Aren't you the student who helped the police solve the case? Why did you come to school now? What are you holding in your hand?"
When the guard saw Ai Liang's face, his tone immediately relaxed.
"I took a long leave from school yesterday. I came to school today to find someone. Are your glasses at school?"
Ai Liang said as he opened his computer bag and showed it to the guard.
The guard flipped through the computer bag briefly before returning it to Ai Liang.
"You mean the one who picks up broken glasses? He should be drawing talismans in the shabby house right now."
The doorman pointed in the direction of the broken house, and he was obviously very familiar with glasses.
In other words, Xu Zhihai is a rag picker who walks in and out of the school gate every day during class time. It is difficult to think that he is not familiar with it.
Ai Liang carried her computer bag and approached the broken house step by step. This time her steps were much heavier than before.
The wooden door and door frame creaked and made a tooth-aching friction sound, which was very uncomfortable.
Xu Zhihai was lying on the three-legged table writing and drawing as usual.
After hearing the sound, he looked up at the door.
"Hey, why are you here?"
Xu Zhihai still had that silly smile on his face.
Ai Liang didn't answer his question and silently took out the computer from his bag and put it on the broken stool.
"Grandma Liu doesn't know what you like to read, so she gave me a bunch of old books for you to pick from."
"Wang Qiang, was it you who killed him?"
Ai Liang opened the computer with his back to Xu Zhihai, and Xu Zhihai also packed up old books with his back to Ai Liang.
"Who is Wang Qiang? Why am I?"
"Wang Qiang is the person who deleted the monitoring of your sister's car accident three years ago. You can't not remember it, right?"
After Ai Liang turned on the computer, he turned around and looked at Xu Zhihai who was half squatting and said.
Mentioning the car accident three years ago, Xu Zhihai remained motionless as if the pause button had been pressed.
“Can the past king of Crete judge himself?
The temptation of desire makes the beholder collect the magic box of disaster
The spirit of the orchard is clothed with the incarnation of the god of beauty and love
The goddess who loves to stir up discord
Why don't you avoid the narcissistic Narcissus?
The earth goddess who gives birth to all things
The mother of monsters, the source of all sin, should perish forever."
Ai Liang slowly read out the poem in his notebook.
Xu Zhihai stood up and faced Ai Liang. The silly smile had disappeared from his face. At this time, he looked at Ai Liang expressionlessly.
"The first sentence, the king of Crete in the past, refers to the judge of Hades in Greek mythology, Rhadamanthys, the king of Crete, but after Minos ruled Crete, he was
Drive out of the country, so you used the word past."
Ai Liang continued: "The law can't help you, so you choose to do it yourself."
"In the second sentence, the temptation of desire makes the beholder take away the box of disaster. This story is easy to guess. It refers to Epimetheus, the brother of Prometheus, the foolish beholder.
The one who accepted the gift of Zeus, Pandora, caused disaster to come to the world."
"You use Epimetheus to refer to Wang Qiang, and supermarket to refer to the disaster in Pandora's Box. You are accusing him of taking bribes from wealthy people because of greed, so that your sister's tragic death could not be redressed."
"In the third sentence, the spirit of the orchard is clothed as the incarnation of the god of beauty and love. The first two examples you used are both Greek mythology.
When it comes to the goddess of love and beauty, my first thought is Aphrodite, but Aphrodite has nothing to do with the orchard elves, so I think of the corresponding goddess of beauty, Venus.
(Venus), the original meaning of Venus is the spirit that ensures a good harvest in the orchard.”
"Your sister Xu Zhiling dropped out of school early to work to support your studies, and she happened to be a fruit farmer in an orchard in the suburbs."
"That night, Xu Zhiling received the news of her mother's death and hurried back from the orchard. The car ran out of battery halfway because the bus was out of service and she couldn't find a rental. She rushed to the hospital on foot and died in a car accident."
"The fourth sentence, the goddess who is keen to stir up discord, refers to Eris, the daughter of Zeus and Hera."
"That monocular is actually what you used to observe Gao Jiajia and Wang Zi, and Eris is referring to Gao Jiajia. She is ambiguous with many people, which leads to the ambiguous objects being hostile to each other and causing conflicts. This fits Eris
priesthood—to stir up discord.”
"The fifth sentence, why don't you avoid the narcissistic Narcissus, refers to the beautiful boy Narcissus in Greek mythology. In the myth, he is conceited and narcissistic."
"Wang Zi is the same as Narcissus. He is narcissistic and thinks that he is special to Gao Jiajia. She must like him, and you use this to guide him step by step towards paranoia."
"The sixth sentence, the goddess of the earth who gives birth to all things, refers to the creator in Greek mythology, Gaia, the mother of the earth."
"I have no idea who you are referring to in this sentence, but it is described in "Theogony" like this: 'In Him, we see both creation and destruction, both order and chaos,
And in general, darkness and chaos are His essence.', Are you using Gaia to represent your own heart?"
Ai Liang looked at Xu Zhihai's dead eyes and asked.
Xu Zhihai did not answer.
"The last sentence is that the mother of monsters who is the source of sin should perish forever. The mother of sin refers to Echinda, the half-human, half-snake monster who lives in the underworld in Greek mythology and gave birth to the Nemean Lion.
, Cerberus, Radon, Chimera, Hydra, Sphinx and other monsters.”
"The highlight is often left at the end. Echidna refers to Gao Fuye, the owner of the car that caused the accident. He is the culprit of all this. Without him, there would be no subsequent series of events, so you use the metaphor of the source of evil to him.
Echinda), the first letters of the seven mythical characters are Revenge (revenge). This is the answer to the poem, your purpose."
Hearing this, Xu Zhihai took off his glasses and his eyes gradually became sharper.
If we say that Xu Zhihai wearing glasses has a silly smile on his face and exudes a harmless atmosphere.
When he takes off his glasses, he is full of contempt for people and society, as if he has already seen through human nature.
However, Xu Zhihai looked at Ai Liang with a hint of smile.
He put his glasses back into the case and asked Ai Liang, "It's impossible to assume that I am a criminal from the beginning. Can you tell me how you deduced it?"
"You admit that you are the mastermind behind all this?"
Ai Liang was not in a hurry to continue answering, but asked Xu Zhihai again.
Xu Zhihai just smiled and said nothing.
Do the masterminds behind the scenes like to hear others reveal their crimes?
Ai Liang suppressed the impatience in his heart and continued: "I only became suspicious today."
"Wang Qiang died yesterday. When he died, he was holding a wooden box with the word "Pandora" engraved on it. There were supermarket flyers inside. The people from the criminal police team immediately focused on the car accident three years ago. Then when I went home, I found it on my desk.
There is your notebook on it, and your sister happened to die in a car accident three years ago."
"Wang Qiang took Pandora's wooden box, and Wang Zi picked up a novel called Narcissus. These two words correspond to the poem."
Ai Liang, who had explained a thousand words in one breath, stopped talking and used his laptop to bring up the printed record.
"After thinking about it, the only place where you can easily print novels is the waste recycling station. When I went to check the computer records just now, they were all deleted, but the advanced printer has a backup function, and the SD card on it clearly records everything.
Including your printed novel."
"The novel is actually just your realistic account of Wang Zi's life. You took the hunchbacked old man to create opportunities for him to be a hero and save the beauty. Based on your understanding of Wang Zi's character, he will definitely continue to live according to the way in the book."
After hearing this, Xu Zhihai couldn't help but exclaimed: "Printers in big cities are really advanced."
What do you mean? Let me explain, now you don’t listen to others, right?
Xu Zhihai had no fear or anger at having his crime exposed. Instead, he looked at Ai Liang's computer with great interest, smiling as he observed his work from two years ago.
No matter what Ai Liang said, he refused to admit his crime.
In the past, Ai Liang would have wiped his neck directly, but now he didn't want to cause more trouble, so he had the patience to confront Xu Zhihai.
"So, that's all? Is there anything else? In the end, these are just coincidences."
Xu Zhihai turned around and said.
"All of the above can be explained by coincidence, which is the reason why I am sure that you are the mastermind behind the scenes."
Ai Liang slides the mouse to open the math processor software.
"I spent the whole morning entering the dozens of pages of mathematical formulas and equations in your notebook, and the result is this."
"Using mathematical formulas to draw six faces, you are indeed a genius from the Mathematics Department of Beijing University."
Ai Liang pressed the Enter key and the math processor started running.
A large number of dense dots appeared in the software, and then the lines began to twist and turn, and finally six faces were formed: Gao Fuye, Gao Jiajia, Wang Qiang, Wang Zi, Xu Zhihai, and Xu Zhiling.
"Hahaha, hahaha!"
Xu Zhihai suddenly laughed loudly and even burst into tears.
Ai Liang's face was expressionless.
Do you think this is fun? I've been typing on the keyboard all morning.
Ai Liang shut down his laptop, put it into his bag and asked, "Can you please surrender?"
"OK."
Xu Zhihai wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said with a smile.
He agreed simply.
Ai Liang led Xu Zhihai to the school gate, but he actually didn't make any small moves.
I really don’t understand what kind of medicine Xu Zhihai sells in his gourd.