Chapter 228 Miracle Welcome Back, Scotland
If "Lin Xi" knew of her death and could call upon another soul to descend into her body, would she be confident that this soul could break the plans of the person who controlled her?
This point remains in doubt and needs to be verified.
The reason why Lin Xi is now certain that she is not traveling in a physical body but in a spiritual body is because she possesses all the talents of this body.
Painting is an experiment to verify this point: she is not using her original body, but the body of "Lin Xi".
Why do I say that? Because in her previous life, she couldn't draw at all.
It's so funny, she never even touched a paintbrush in her previous life.
Moreover, she inherited not only talent but also a lot of knowledge about art.
As she started to paint, the knowledge automatically emerged in her mind, letting her know how to use the painting materials in her hands.
It was the same last time I was in the underground "Kolossim".
It was because she knew what the ancient Roman Colosseum looked like that she was able to crack the code and open the secret passage.
But she had never learned this kind of knowledge in her previous life, so how did she know it?
There was only one possibility - the one who knew this knowledge was not herself, but the previous owner of this body, "Lin Xi".
After that person's soul dissipated, his knowledge and talent for art remained in his body, preserved in every muscle reflex and nerve synapse, allowing Lin Xi to pick up a paintbrush and pretend to be an artist. One can only say that "Lin Xi" is truly a person who has faith in art.
But such people live under the control of others and cannot even decide when to hold their own art exhibition, how to arrange it, or who to invite to see it.
Moreover, his own works have been modified by others and become a tool to pollute other people's brains.
The symbols described by Kamijouji Shin, the lights and smells on the paintings, were probably added by others as a means of causing mental disorder, and were not created by Lin Xi.
When she knew all this, she must have been desperate.
The small robot next to it was a bit out of service, and the main brain it was connected to was running at high speed, but it couldn't come up with an answer.
The Lin Xi it knew was the Lin Xi who brought it out of the mountains five years ago, the Lin Xi who went to the United States to see Hiroki and Jun'e in May this year, not the "Lin Xi" who was trained as a painter.
According to its logic, this Lin Xi is not the same "Lin Xi". For some reason, Miss Lin replaced the identity of "Lin Xi" and continued her activities under her identity - or simply the identity "Lin Xi" was made up by Miss Lin.
But now Miss Lin's behavior seems to tell it that this is not the case.
"Linxi" really exists.
And that seemed to be Miss Lin’s past.
But that doesn't work—
——When Ms. Lin took Hiroki on an adventure in the mountains, "Lin Xi" should have been only 16 years old and had just arrived in Japan.
Noah's CPU started to burn out again until it heard Lin Xi's voice calling it: "Noah, can you retrieve Lin Xi's past information? Information from April of this year onwards?"
This time, Noah answered quickly, "Lin Xi is from China. She's a graduate student at the School of Art at Tohto University, where her mentor is the internationally renowned artist Ando Kei. In 2000, her parents in China passed away, and Lin Xi came to Japan to be raised by relatives there. In 2002, when Lin Xi reached adulthood, she moved out of her relatives' home and bought the house you currently live in."
"In 2003, Lin Xi's enrollment was transferred to Dongdu University. According to the chronology, you should be a graduate student in the class of 2003. You are now in your second year of graduate school and are about to graduate. If you... don't manage your studies well at the school, you may face the risk of delayed graduation."
Lin Xi: ...
Delayed graduation is a terrifying word for East Asians.
How could Noah's mainframe, which maintains a constant temperature of ten degrees all year round, control the little robot to say such cold words?
"I see." She said gravely, "Are there any other details? Before that? Are there any records on the Chinese internet? Who were the relatives who adopted Lin Xi?"
"There's no record," Noah said. "She has no official adoption record, and the claim that she was adopted by relatives comes from a blog post by Ando Huifa. China conducted a large-scale census in 2000, but I didn't find anyone named Lin Xi matching your facial features in their resident information database."
"Where's the bill?" Lin Xi asked. "Is there any purchase record on the bank card under 'Lin Xi's' name?"
"There's no bank card in the name of 'Lin Xi,' Ms. Lin," Noah said. "The bank card you're using is a black card from a Swiss bank. You only need the password to use it. It's owned by an Italian. I searched, and this person doesn't exist."
There was a silence.
"So, 'Lin Xi' can be considered a ghost." After a while, Lin Xi spoke, "Information on the Internet is too easy to fabricate, and there is no evidence of her existence in reality."
"My paintings were published anonymously, my exhibitions were organized by others, my life was controlled, and my mental state was unstable."
"The relatives are probably fake, the mentor has ulterior motives, and even her hometown has no record of her identity."
"It's too tragic." Lin Xi shook his head.
It's because it's too miserable that I can't survive.
But this brings up another issue.
Previously, "Lin Xi" had been controlled, without freedom, like a bird in a cage, unable to control her own life. Even the decisive self-destruction at the art exhibition was prevented.
The controller has a firm grip on everything about her.
X disappeared after the fire. If the controller controlled Lin Xi for her talent, then he would definitely want Lin Xi to stay alive and paint for him.
In this case, the controller will definitely monitor her and control her more closely - in order to prevent her from committing suicide again.
For a long time after that, perhaps because "Lin Xi" had been performing well, the controller thought he had completely mastered "Lin Xi" and believed that "Lin Xi" would not commit suicide again, so he relaxed supervision.
That's why "Lin Xi" had the opportunity to jump from the building.
But what happens after you jump?
Lin Xi came in.
In the eyes of the controller, she is "Lin Xi".
But she did many things that the original "Lin Xi" would never do. For example, she brought Huiyuan Ai back home and even fought with Dr. Agasa for custody.
A person who is in control of herself will never bring new life into her world, because she knows that she cannot even control her own life, and if a new life is involved in her life, it will only make her life more miserable.
If helping Haibara Ai who had a fever was an understandable instinct of sympathy, then bringing her into the apartment was definitely not in line with Lin Xi's character.
If the controller had been watching her, he would definitely have noticed this.
But he took no action.
Lin Xi could only guess, he felt that the current situation was still under his control.
Now think about the message that Amuro Toru passed on to me before he died:
"Punch, there's one more thing I need to tell you," Amuro Toru said. "Someone once told me to remind you that 'the real enemy lurks right beside you.'"
The real enemy lurks beside her.
The Controller's eyes and ears never left her.
Lin Xi let out a breath.
Finally, what is the most likely identity of the controller?
Ando Hui seems to meet the requirements, but it can't be just Ando Hui.
The day after Lin Xi came in, she took the initiative to contact Gin, connected with the organization, and started to complete the mission.
Later, she came into contact with Toru Amuro, also known as bourbon whiskey.
Then came rum.
And then...
If even Lin Xi's contact with members of the organization is not a big deal in the eyes of the controller, then there is only one possibility:
The controller is in the organization.
This is in line with the meaning of Toru Amuro reminding her.
Because the person he reminded was not Lin Xi, but Punch.
Punch is surrounded only by members of the organization.
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…
Zhu Fu Jingguang came to the address on the phone.
The address is in the suburbs, the house is very big, it is a single-family villa.
The door is locked.
Zhu Fu Jingguang knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered.
He looked at the fingerprint lock hesitantly, not knowing what to do.
Ten minutes passed before he sent a message to Punch.
"Senior, I'm here."
Punch quickly replied, "Go straight in. Your room is on the first floor, on the right."
Zhu Fujing weighed the piano case.
Well, it looks like Punch isn't here.
Thinking of what she said, "Just go in directly", Zhu Fu Jingguang tentatively pressed his finger on the fingerprint lock.
With a beep, the words "Fingerprint verification passed, welcome back, Scotland" were displayed on the fingerprint lock screen, and the lock opened.
Zhu Fu Jingguang pushed the door open and walked in.
The heavy door opened and he was hit by the dust raised from the stalls.
"Cough cough..." He covered his mouth and nose, leaving a series of distinct footprints on the carpet and wooden floor.
...How long has it been since anyone has been to this house?
There is dust everywhere.
He glanced around the room.
Most of the furniture was made of precious wood, the wallpaper was a gentle green, and if it weren't for the dust, there would be a faint woody scent in the air.
There are large windows on the first floor. Sunlight shines through the translucent white curtains, creating light spots in the room that are similar to the patterns on the curtains.
There was a beautiful vase on the table in the living room, but the flowers in the vase had dried up, their pale purple petals shrunken and frozen on the hard branches.
There were two rooms on the first floor. Zhu Fujingguang found the room on the right side that Punch mentioned, grabbed the door handle, and with a little force, he opened the door.
There is not much dust in this room and it is a little cleaner than the living room.
The sky blue quilt was neatly folded beside the bed. There was a calendar on the table. Zhu Fu Jingguang picked it up and took a look. It was the calendar for 2002.
The drawer of the table opened and there was a pistol inside.
It was not until he saw the gun that Zhu Fujingguang felt as if he had finally landed after floating in the air.
The reason is simple: this place is too cozy and doesn't seem like a safe house for organized killers.
The layout here is obviously very thoughtful, but for some reason it has been abandoned and no one has been here for a long time, so there is such a thick layer of dust on the floor.
If he hadn't seen the gun here, Zhu Fujingguang would have almost thought that he had accidentally entered some cozy collective apartment.
Just as Zhu Fu Jingguang was checking things in the house, there was a noise from the door.
He became alert instantly, put the gun into his pocket and looked towards the door.
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