2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

Peach Blossom Spring.

"So we have to wait forever?" Wei Min supported his head with one hand and played with the empty cup on the table with the other hand.

Half an hour has passed since the puppet Yang Qi made no movement. During this period, no one said much, and the atmosphere was silent and a bit strange.

"It really shouldn't happen. There's been no news for so long." Jun Qianmian stood up, yawned and stretched.

Beside him, the armrest of the chair where the doll sat was covered with knife marks, as brutal as if it had been torn apart by a wild beast.

He originally planned to attack the puppet directly, but Yan Muyun stopped him after the first knife was inserted between the puppet's legs. No one knows what is going on in his mind, so what if he cuts "Yang Qi" into pieces with a knife? This is just a doll with no consciousness or emotions.

But Jun Qianmian did not put away the knife after being told to stop, but instead started to press the armrest of the chair. Only then did everyone realize that his actions seemed to have no special meaning at all, they were just out of boredom.

"I am looking at the moon, how many dreams are flying freely..."

An old song with a sense of era played, and it was Jun Qianmian's cell phone that rang.

Under the gaze of the other three people, a shy smile appeared on his face and he answered the phone: "Hey, it's me...oh..."

The smile on Jun Qianmian's face quickly faded, but his expression didn't change much. He just frowned and his eyes slowly glanced at Yan Muyun who was sitting beside him.

"okay, got it."

Jun Qianmian hung up the phone and raised her chin at Yan Muyun: "There's something wrong with your little girlfriend, you should have known about it a long time ago, right?"

"Little girlfriend?" Wei Min's eyes suddenly widened, and he subconsciously glanced at Ye Buyu, who was standing in the corner. However, the latter didn't express anything, as if he didn't hear the words at all.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm not that popular with girls." Yan Muyun smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Yes, although saying this is a bit hindsight, he actually began to suspect Zhang Zitong very early on.

At first, he was just unwilling to admit this possibility, but when Zhang Zitong broke into his room that night and expressed his feelings so openly, the suspicion in Yan Muyun's heart became so strong that he could no longer ignore it.

He is an emotional person, but emotionally rational is terrible.

In high school, when facing his first love, he was able to break up when the relationship between the two was at its deepest. Just because the girl was going to Hong Kong for college, and he was going to England, and because he felt that they would only see each other very rarely in the next few years, this relationship was destined to end without a problem, and the long-term pain was worse than the short-term pain, so he cut off the relationship with a knife.

Yan Muyun has always had a very clear understanding of himself, and he does not feel that his charm is so strong that it can attract a little girl who has only met him a few times to devote herself to him.

The seeds of doubt have been planted, and based on this, more and more questions have surfaced.

Why could the murderer be sure that Zhang Xixue would go to that cafe and prepare a false identity months in advance?

Why is the poison that harmed Zhang Zitong different from the poison that harmed Zhang Xixue? The latter was so poisonous that he almost died in the presence of bloodshot eyes, but the former was easily rescued and was alive and kicking again within a few days.

Why did that "little nurse" have to choose that moment to strike? Yan Muyun could stay in Zhang Zitong's ward 24 hours a day for at most 3 or 4 hours. The other party could choose other times to take action to ensure a 100% probability of success, instead of killing him before he was sure to leave.

As for the night after going to Tianjing Yunzhu, my state became obviously not right, and it was almost confirmed that Zhang Zitong, who offered to go there, had some unknown intention.

I'm afraid it's false to want to "celebrate my birthday early", but it's true to want Yang Qi to take the opportunity to attack him.

However, even with so many doubts, Yan Muyun still took Zhang Zitong to Zhang Xixue's ward this morning.

First, because the doubts are just doubts after all, and he cannot guarantee that Zhang Zitong really has a problem.

The second reason is... Yan Muyun has long since determined that there is nothing suspicious about Zhang Zitong. She is too weak, so weak that even if she tries her best, she cannot make any waves on her own.

Zhang Xixue will not be easily injured because she has bloodshot protection in her body.

In order to prevent Bloodshot from triggering its defense mechanism when attacked, Yan Muyun even deliberately set it to a "semi-dormant" state this morning.

Otherwise, if Zhang Zitong really had a problem, he might not die on the spot but would be seriously injured.

As for Zhang Xixue's mother Li Qiaoyun... Yan Muyun had heard something more or less from Tang Wuling and Jun Qianmian. He really couldn't think of a reason to worry about the partner of his predecessor, Black Umbrella, before he abdicated.

Yan Muyun is a person who likes to "escape" when encountering difficulties, and he still chose to escape this time.

He took Zhang Zitong to Zhang Xixue's ward and asked her to answer the questions by herself.

Innocent? Or is he harboring evil intentions?

"I am looking at the moon, how many dreams are flying freely..."

The familiar loud singing interrupted Yan Muyun's thoughts again. He looked up and saw Jun Qianmian slowly picking up the phone and putting it to his ear:

"Hello?"

After this sound, the room fell into dead silence.

Yan Muyun and the others watched helplessly as the expression on Jun Qianmian's face changed from casual to serious, and then to ferocious in a moment, with his facial features twisted together.

Jun Qianmian's face could no longer be classified as "human" at this moment. Countless veins bulged under his face, like living earthworms crawling wildly under his skin, as if mucus would come out of his eyes, nose and ears in the next second, which was extremely horrifying.

Yan Muyun wanted to ask "What's wrong", but his reason told him not to provoke this lunatic for the time being, otherwise he would definitely be asking for trouble.

"Click..."

There were cracks on the screen of Jun Qianmian's phone. If he hadn't been trying hard to control it, the phone would have turned into a pile of debris.

He hung up the phone, then immediately dialed another number and said in a voice that was clearly suppressing madness: "Find Phantom, no matter where he is, let him appear in my office within one minute!"

"Crack."

As he finished speaking, the phone, whose surface was already covered with cracks, exploded.

Jun Qianmian's eyes were red, and he rushed in front of "Yang Qi" like crazy, grabbed its neck with one hand and shook it vigorously, roaring: "What have you done! What have you done! How could you... ...How could it be possible to kill Ayu and the others!!"

Ayu?

Yan Muyun's heart exploded with thunder, and for a moment he suspected that he had heard wrongly.

He no longer needed to ask questions. The only thing that could make Jun Qianmian so furious was that person's death.

Zhang Feiyu is dead.

In the room, Wei Min and Ye Buyu both remained silent and did not make any sound.

Yan Muyun took a deep breath to calm down the dizziness in his mind, stepped forward and held down Jun Qianmian's shoulders, who was about to twist "Yang Qi's" neck off: "Calm down first, this is just a puppet."

Jun Qianmian threw away his hand and was about to get angry when a very familiar voice sounded:

"Oh my, what happened? I've only been away for a while, why has it become so lively?"

It was Yang Qi's voice.

But what was different from last time was that the puppet didn’t make any movements, it just made a sound from its mouth:

"Long time no see, everyone. I just had an accident. A puppy wanted to pee on my shoes. Fortunately, I reacted quickly and kicked it to death, otherwise the shoes would have been wet. Now, let's continue the topic. ..."