The Monster I Was Redeemed

When he came here before, Moustache and Xia Qinian said that apart from himself, only Xu Zhihai would use a printer to print the list for him.

Ai Liang took away the memory card, but there was no expression on his indifferent face.

Moustache wanted to say a few words, but in the low pressure atmosphere, he held back.

"Boss Sun, I found a good thing, come and see how much it's worth."

A wretched voice came from outside the door, and then a hunchbacked old man pushed in.

"Isn't this the student girl from the other day, 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 give Ai Liang a good face, because of him last time, the time to pick up junk was delayed by an hour, and many valuable goods were picked up by others.

Ai Liang looked at it, wasn't it a coincidence, she took the initiative to bring him to the door just as she was going to find him.

"I have something to ask you."

"No time! I still have to pick up junk. Boss, help me see how much this microwave oven is worth."

The hunchbacked old man didn't even look at Ai Liang, and refused directly.

But the next moment he can't take care of the broken microwave oven in his hand.

Ai Liang once read a book, and there is a sentence in it: There is only one way in the world to motivate others to do anything, and that is to give him what he wants.

What can the hunchbacked old man be busy picking up rubbish for?

Not for the money.

Facing Ai Liang handing over the notes that smelled of ink, the hunchbacked old man's eyes were straight.

Come on, that's the most money you can pick up for a month's worth of junk.

The hunchbacked old man's Adam's apple rolled and swallowed hard: "For me?"

Ai Liang, who had the initiative, just shook the money in front of him and brought a fragrant breeze.

"Have you seen these two people in the photo?"

Ai Liang took out his mobile phone and clicked on the class photo that was coming from Fang Xiaoxiao in the morning. Wang Zi and Gao Jiajia were circled by him.

"It's a little familiar, but I can't remember it."

The hunchbacked old man shook his head, his eyes never leaving the money.

Seeing this, Ai Liang put the banknotes back into his pocket.

This time, the hunchbacked old man knew he was in a hurry, and his aged brain was running fast.

"Wait a minute! I remember, that kid kicked my leg swollen two years ago!"

Ai Liang pointed at Gao Jiajia and asked, "What about this?"

The hunchbacked old man's eyes dodged: "I don't know."

This attitude can see that he is lying without reading his mind.

Looking at his eyes everywhere, he knew that he must have harassed Gao Jiajia back then, and then there was the drama of Wang Zixiong saving beauty.

Ai Liang directly stuffed the money into the hunchbacked old man's ragged pocket and asked, "Did Xu Zhihai help you come back two years ago when your leg was swollen from a kick?"

"How do you know it?"

The hunchbacked old man looked shocked.

Looking at the unbelievable expression of the hunchbacked old man, Ai Liang completely understood that it was really him.

"Last question, has Xu Zhihai been to the recycling station today?"

The pockets of the hunchbacked old man's clothes were full of holes. He folded the money from Ai Liang 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 question.

"Zhihai? He came here in the morning. What's the matter? Are you looking for him?"

"It's nothing, I just want to ask him if he has free books recently."

Ai Liang casually made up a reason to fool the past.

The hunchbacked old man did not suspect him, because Xu Zhihai also said that Ai Liang invited him to eat pancakes every day in exchange for two books.

Moustache was beside him, but he stopped talking. When Ai Liang asked him, he said that he was here to investigate a murder case, but now he suddenly asked about Xu Zhihai...

Moustache didn't dare to talk too much for fear of getting burned, so he could only stand silently by the side until Ai Liang left.

"The children of rich families are different.

I run to the recycling station every day, it would be better if I made several more trips. "

The hunchbacked old man had no idea what Ai Liang was here for.

He only knew that he could make money by answering two questions casually, and he wished Ai Liang would come back a few more times.

Mustache glared at the hunchbacked old man.

How many times? That kid didn't come here with a murder case, you have to be reconciled to us dead people, right?

He could only think about it in his heart, and he never dared to say it.

......

Ai Liang looked at the school gate with mixed feelings.

He carried his computer bag to the school gate.

With a peaked cap on his head and something in his hand, this suspicious outfit attracted the attention of the guard.

After approaching the school gate, the guard immediately stopped him: "For outsiders, do the registration first!"

Because of Gao Jiajia's death, the school's guards were more responsible than before, and he would only take a look at anyone who entered the school in the past.

"I'm a student here, and I showed up at the conference yesterday."

Ai Liang took off the peaked cap to reveal her 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?"

Seeing Ai Liang's face, the guard's tone suddenly relaxed a lot.

"I took a long vacation with the school yesterday. I found someone when I came to school today. Are the glasses in the school?"

Ai Liang said while pulling open the computer bag and showing it to the guard.

The doorman simply flipped it twice and returned the computer bag to Ai Liang.

"The one who picked up the tattered glasses? He should be drawing talismans in the shabby house right now."

The doorman pointed in the direction of the broken house, obviously familiar with glasses.

In other words, Xu Zhihai, who picks up rubbish every day, goes in and out of the school gate during school hours, and it is difficult to be unfamiliar.

Ai Liang carried the computer bag and approached the broken house step by step, this time the pace was much heavier than before.

The creaking, the tooth-crushing noise of the wooden doors and doorframes was unpleasant.

Xu Zhihai wrote and drew on the three-legged table as usual.

He looked up at the door when he heard the sound.

"Hey, why are you here?"

Xu Zhihai still had that silly smile on his face.

Ai Liang didn't answer his question, 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, just in time for you to pick..."

"Wang Qiang, did you kill it?"

Ai Liang turned on the computer with his back to Xu Zhihai, and Xu Zhihai also packed his old books with his back to Ai Liang.

"Who is Wang Qiang? Why am I..."

"Wang Qiang is the one who deleted your sister's car accident surveillance three years ago. You can't forget it."

After Ai Liang turned on the computer, she turned around and looked at Xu Zhihai who was half-squatting.

Referring to the car accident three years ago, Xu Zhihai remained motionless as if the pause button was pressed.

"Can the old king of Crete judge himself?

The temptation of desire makes the knower collect the calamity's box

The elves of the orchard are clothed with the incarnation of the god of beauty and love

The goddess who loves to stir up discord

Why don't you shy away from the narcissistic narcissist?

The goddess of the earth who gave birth to all things

The mother of monsters, the source of evil, shall perish forever"

Ai Liang slowly read out the poem on the 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 blankly.

"The first sentence, the former king of Crete, refers to the judge of the underworld in Greek mythology, Rhadamanthys, the king of Crete, but after Minos ruled Crete, he was Drive out of the country, so you use the word past."

Ai Liang continued: "The law can't help you, so you choose to do it yourself."

"The second sentence, the temptation of desire makes the hindsight take the calamity's box, this story is easy to guess, referring to Epimetheus, the brother of Prometheus, the foolish hindsight The calamity came to the world due to the acceptance of Pandora, the gift of Zeus."

"You use Epimetheus to refer to Wang Qiang, and the supermarket to refer to the disaster in Pandora's Box. You are accusing him of taking bribes from Gao Fuye because of greed, so that your sister's tragic death cannot be covered."

"The third sentence, the spirit of the orchard is clothed with the incarnation of the god of beauty and love, the first two examples you use are Greek mythology.

When it comes to the god of love and beauty, my first reaction is Aphrodite, but Aphrodite has nothing to do with the orchard elf, so I think of Venus, another god of beauty corresponding to it. (Venus), the original meaning of Venus is the elf who guarantees a good harvest in the orchard. "

"Your sister Xu Zhiling dropped out of school early to work for you to study, and she happens to be a fruit farmer in an orchard in the suburbs."

"That night, when Xu Zhiling received the news of her mother's death, she 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 taxi. She rushed to the hospital on foot and died in a car accident."

"The third 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 refers to Gao Jiajia. She is ambiguous with many people, causing the ambiguous objects to be hostile and conflicting with each other, which is in line with Eris. the priesthood—to stir up discord.”

"The fourth sentence, why don't you avoid the self-absorbed narcissus, refers to the beautiful boy Narcissus in Greek mythology, who is conceited and narcissistic."

"Wang Zi is like Narcissus. He narcissistically thinks that he is special to Gao Jiajia. She must like her, and you use this to guide him step by step toward paranoia."

"The fifth sentence, the goddess of the earth who gave birth to all things, refers to the creator of the Greek mythology, Gaia, the mother of the earth."

"I don't know who you are referring to, but it was described in the Theogony: '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 heart?"

Ai Liang looked at Xu Zhihai's deadly eyes and asked back.

Xu Zhihai did not answer.

"The last sentence, the mother of monsters, the source of evil, should perish forever. The mother of evil refers to Echinda, the half-human, half-serpent monster who lived in the underworld in Greek mythology and gave birth to the Nemean lion. , Cerberus, Radon, Chimera, Hydra, Sphinx and other monsters."

"The main event is often left at the end. Urkedna is referring to Gao Fuye, the owner of the car who caused the accident. He is the culprit of all this. Without him, there would be no series of events that happened later, so you use the source of evil to describe him. ."

"Rhadamanthys, Epimetheus, Venus, Eris, Narcissus, Gaia, Echidna ( Echinda), the initials of the seven mythical characters are Revenge (revenge), this is the mystery of poetry, your purpose."

Hearing this, Xu Zhihai took off his glasses and his eyes gradually sharpened.

If Xu Zhihai with glasses is a smirk, he exudes an air of harmlessness to humans and animals.

Then, when he took off his glasses, he was full of contempt for people and society, as if he had already seen through human nature.

However, Xu Zhihai looked at Ai Liang with a smile on his face.

He put the glasses back in the glasses case and asked Ai Liang, "It's impossible to think that I'm a prisoner from the beginning, can you tell me how you reasoned it out?"

"You admit that you are the mastermind behind all this?"

Ai Liang did not rush to answer, but asked Xu Zhihai again.

Xu Zhihai just smiled and did not speak.

The gangsters behind the scenes are so fond of listening to others expose their crimes?

Ai Liang endured the impatience in his heart and continued: "I only became suspicious today."

"Wang Qiang died yesterday. When he died, he was still holding a wooden box with the word Pandora engraved on it, and inside it was a supermarket flyer. The police team immediately locked the car accident three years ago, and then came home on my desk There is your notebook on it, and your sister happened to be in a car accident three years ago and died."

"Wang Qiang held Pandora's wooden box, and Wang Zi picked up a novel called Narcissus. These two words just correspond to poetry."

Ai Liang, who gave a thousand-word commentary in one breath, stopped talking and used a laptop to call up the printed record.

"The only place that is convenient for you to print novels is the waste recycling bin. 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 novels."

"The novel is actually just your realistic account of Wang Zi's life. You brought the hunchbacked old man to create a chance for him to be a hero and save the beauty. According to your understanding of Wang Zi's character, he will definitely continue to follow the way in the book."

Xu Zhihai couldn't help but exclaim: "The printers in big cities are really advanced."

What's the meaning? Let me explain, now I don't listen to people, right?

Xu Zhihai didn't have the fear and anger that the crime was exposed, but looked at Ai Liang's computer with great interest, and watched his work two years ago with a smile.

No matter what Ai Liang said, he refused to admit his crime.

In the past, Ai Liang had already wiped his neck directly, but now he didn't want to cause more trouble, so he patiently confronted Xu Zhihai.

"So, that's all there is to it? Is there anything else, it's just a coincidence after all."

Xu Zhihai turned his head and said.

"All of the above can be explained by coincidence, the reason that really makes me sure you're behind it..."

Ai Liang slides the mouse to open the math processor software.

"I spent the morning entering dozens of pages of mathematical formulas and equations in the back of your notebook, and this is the result."

"Drawing six human faces with mathematical formulas is indeed a genius in the Department of Mathematics of Shangjing University."

Ai Liang pressed the Enter key, and the math processor started running.

A lot of dense dots appeared in the software, and then the lines began to twist and twist, and finally six faces were formed: Gao Fuye, Gao Jiajia, Wang Qiang, Wang Zi, Xu Zhihai, Xu Zhiling.

"Hahaha, hahaha!"

Xu Zhihai suddenly burst into laughter, even tears.

Ai Liang was expressionless.

Do you think this is fun? I've been typing on the keyboard all morning.

After shutting down the laptop, Ai Liang put it in the computer bag and asked, "Can I ask you to surrender?"

"OK."

Xu Zhihai wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said with a smile.

He promised very simply.

Ai Liang led Xu Zhihai to the school gate, but he really didn't make any small moves.

I really don't understand what medicine Xu Zhihai sells in the gourd.