In front of the computer in the office, You Yingxiong had been sitting motionless for an unknown amount of time, staring at the screen with a pair of red eyes unblinking. The cigarette held in his left hand was almost burned out, leaving only a long ash.
On the screen is a suicide note collected as evidence. The familiar handwriting still makes You Yingxiong's heart ache no matter how many times he sees it. It constantly reminds You Yingxiong that the good brothers and comrades who grew up together will no longer be seen.
arrive.
In the afternoon, after returning from the scene of the falling incident, You Yingxiong locked himself in the office. He went through all the evidence again, and all the clues collided and intertwined in his mind. You Yingxiong had a person who even connected him.
It's a ridiculous conjecture that I don't want to believe, but reality seems to be constantly verifying this conjecture.
Two weeks ago, Zhang Zhan, deputy captain of the criminal police team, was found dead in his home. All clues pointed to the same conclusion - suicide by taking poison. Although medical records and medicines for treating depression were found in Zhang Zhan's home, You Yingxiong committed suicide anyway.
It’s hard to believe that this old friend of mine who grew up wearing a pair of pants would commit suicide due to depression.
What particularly surprised You Yingxiong was the suicide note left by Zhang Zhan. Judging from the content alone, there was nothing surprising about this suicide note. It just wrote about some of the anguish in his heart and the arrangements behind his death. The format of the suicide note was the first
Write on the top of each line, write on the second line with two blank spaces, and write on the top of the third line. Repeatedly, it doesn't seem to be anything special. But for You Yingxiong, this writing format carries a memory from many years ago.
When he was a student, Zhang Zhan had always been interested in cryptography. In order to figure out new encryption methods, he often racked his brains and forgot to eat and sleep. Whenever he gained something, he would regard it as a treasure, copy it neatly on paper, and look for it.
Decryption of the hero's bet. The top is the prompt, the bottom is the secret code, and no matter how the content changes, the writing format is the same, top space, two empty spaces, top space, two empty spaces... This is Zhang Zhan's customary format when writing passwords.
It is never used normally.
Later, after the two of them got busy with work, they gradually had no time to play such a game. You Yingxiong could no longer remember how many dinners he won and how many bottles of drinks he lost. However, as soon as he saw this format
, there seemed to be an image of Zhang Zhan coming to him to bet on the decryption with a proud face. However, You Yingxiong never expected that seeing this format on paper many years later would turn out to be Zhang Zhan's final work.
The content of the secret code has already been interpreted by You Yingxiong. Five, twenty-nine, twenty-three... a series of seemingly meaningless numbers is the message hidden behind Zhang Zhan's suicide note. However, for what Zhang Zhan wanted to express,
, Youxiong is confused. Is it double encryption? Or does the number itself represent some kind of meaning?
At that time, You Yingxiong squeezed every trace of his memories, but found nothing. However, there was one thing he was convinced of. If a person was really determined to die, how could he still have the heart to use coded messages to convey information?
Zhang Zhan definitely did not commit suicide.
After that, as an old criminal policeman, You Yingxiong began to use his professionalism and sensitivity to carefully investigate every detail before Zhang Zhan's death. Vaguely, he discovered that Zhang Zhan's abnormalities seemed to have begun two weeks before his death.
A murder case that I took over.
This was originally an ordinary case. The murderer committed a drunken attack and stabbed the deceased to death in the street. Witnesses and surveillance were in place, and the murderer was caught on the spot. Although the murderer insisted during the interrogation that it was an accident and that he had no intention of killing,
But everyone knows that this is just meaningless sophistry. After going through the process, the entire case will be safely closed.
But Zhang Zhan showed an unusual interest in this case, spending a lot of time investigating and reviewing many past files. You Yingxiong had some knowledge of this before, but he didn't take it to heart at the time.
, I just thought that my old friend’s stubbornness was acting up again.
After Zhang Zhan's accident, You Yingxiong carefully studied the murder case and the old case files that Zhang Zhan had reviewed before his death. Individually, each case was an ironclad case with a complete chain of evidence. However, when he put these cases together
When watching them together, You Yingxiong's mind seemed to explode.
Time, time is really weird. Counting Zhang Zhan, there are eight cases in total. Except for the two cases in the middle, which are fourteen days apart, the dates of each other case are not more or less.
The difference is seven days. If it is assumed that there is an unknown case between the two cases fourteen days apart, then the death time of the deceased in each case exactly matches the sequence left by Zhang Zhan.
Moreover, You Yingxiong also discovered that there was more or less some connection between the deceased in the cases that were adjacent to each other on the date of the crime. Some were witnesses of the previous case, some were relatives of the deceased, and some were colleagues of the deceased... However, none of them were
The exception is that they all had direct contact with the deceased on the day of the previous case.
These findings may also be explained by coincidence. What really makes You Yingxiong feel chilling is that Zhang Zhan's own death time was not the last digit of the sequence he left behind.
Sure enough, seven days after Zhang Zhan's death, an "accident" happened as scheduled. And today's falling incident once again bloodyly verified this rule. The sequence left by Zhang Zhan has only the last segment left, seven days, You Yingxiong
You know, maybe this is your last chance.
A long plume of cigarette ash suddenly fell onto the table. You Yingxiong stood up and rubbed his face fiercely, as if to brush away all hesitation and shrinkage. A crazy idea had already appeared in his mind.
It's been a long time coming, and now it's time to make it happen.
The night was already dark, the stars were dim, and the wind howled outside the window. You Yingxiong stood alone in his room. He did not turn on the light, and the thick night invaded the room uninvited, dyeing it with deep gray.
You Yingxiong stood tall and straight in front of the mirror with a serious face. Police rank, police number, chest badge, collar flower...the police uniform and accessories were meticulously worn on him. Long-term high-intensity work and a series of recent changes have made You
There was a hint of fatigue in the hero's brows and eyes, but this could not dilute the heroic spirit in his bones.
You Yingxiong saluted solemnly to himself in the mirror. He was as silent as water. The only sound left in the room was the whistling wind coming in through the window, which seemed to be playing an unspeakable tragic song for You Yingxiong.
After a long time, You Yingxiong took off his police uniform with a determined look on his face, folded it, smoothed out every wrinkle, and carefully put it into his wardrobe. Then he put on an old black jacket that could be seen everywhere and a pair of washing clothes.
Worn overalls that are turning white.
Looking at himself in the mirror carefully, You Yingxiong was still a little dissatisfied. He rubbed his hair again and deliberately messed it up.
"That's almost it." You Yingxiong muttered to himself.
The dashing and heroic policeman had disappeared, leaving only a depressed man with a tired look on his face.
You Yingxiong opened the backpack next to him and checked the props inside one last time.
When everything was ready, You Yingxiong hurried downstairs. The cold night wind passed through the building, making a whine.
From this moment on, the game hero as a police officer no longer exists.
Either become a prisoner or become a dead man.
The back of the hero disappeared into the dark night.