Chapter 5 Please! There aren't that many murderers in reality.
Yu Qing was awakened by an alarm clock. She groggily got up, reached for her phone under her pillow, and looked at the time displayed on it.
6:20 AM, April 4, 2013.
He finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Although what happened yesterday felt real, Yu Qing was still worried that she might wake up and find it was just a dream.
At this moment, he could finally be certain.
This is not a dream, it's all real.
Yu Qing got out of bed wearing slippers. There was a fifty-yuan bill on the living room table, while Li Qiulan had already gone to work early.
This was the allowance Li Qiulan gave him for the day, which included his breakfast and dinner. In an era when a salary of three thousand was common, this was considered excessive pampering.
It is said that sons should be raised frugally and daughters should be raised lavishly. The mother and son depended on each other for survival. Although the family was not wealthy, Li Qiulan never let him suffer any grievances.
Yu Qing put the money into her schoolbag, then slung it over her shoulder and went out the door.
When he was in school, Yu Qing rarely ate breakfast. He spent most of the pocket money Li Qiulan gave him on internet access, and he relied entirely on the lunch he ate at school to support himself throughout high school.
In his youthful memories, money was never enough. He had to carefully calculate how to save every penny to pay for internet access. Sometimes he would borrow from classmates, ostensibly to borrow, but in reality, it was a disguised form of extortion.
Looking back now, I realize how terrible I was.
There was a steamed bun shop downstairs in the apartment complex. Yu Qing casually bought a few steamed buns and a cup of soy milk, and then slowly walked towards the school.
Yu Qing ate a steamed bun while looking at her phone.
Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School does not allow students to bring cell phones, but Yu Qing is an exception. He brings one every day. Rather than disturbing the order in class, the teachers prefer him to be quiet on his own, so they don't bother him.
At that time, the phone he was using was still a semi-smartphone, and the screen could only be viewed by tapping with a fingernail. The chat software on the phone was still QQ. Platforms like Kuaishou and WeChat had not yet entered the public eye, since data charges for phone cards were still very expensive.
He first logged into QQ and found that he was still quite active on his QQ space, posting an update every day.
"No matter how long the cigarette is, it can't shorten my sorrow."
"That year, we both wished to be each other's angels."
Everyone is seeking shelter from the rain; will the rain be sad?
Seeing his posts from ten years ago, Yu Qing's forehead gradually creased with black lines. At this moment, he realized that he probably really had some serious illness back then, and that he had posted some utter nonsense.
The key point is that Li Fei was also liking posts like crazy on his social media, saying things like he understood Yu Qing's feelings best.
This left Yu Qing utterly speechless.
I immediately deleted all that nonsense and blocked Li Fei to prevent him from making random comments on my profile.
"Brother Qing, Brother Qing..."
Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind me.
Yu Qing turned around and saw Li Fei running over, panting, looking surprised. "Holy crap, Brother Qing, it really is you! Why did you suddenly cut your hair? I almost didn't recognize you."
"How is it? Handsome, right?" Yu Qing grinned. He was quite satisfied with the hairstyle, which leaned towards a relaxed style.
"You are handsome, but I just don't understand why you cut off your hair that you've been growing for two and a half years. Wasn't that your last bit of dignity?" Li Fei asked, puzzled.
Yu Qing's face darkened: "Get lost."
Li Fei didn't mind, and with a grin, he put his arm around Yu Qing's neck and whispered mysteriously in her ear, "Let me tell you, I found a really good movie at home yesterday."
"Didn't you go online yesterday?" Yu Qing asked, frowning.
"Yeah, I went to an internet cafe by myself and played a couple of games, but it wasn't very interesting, so I went home. Then I found a really good crime drama on a small website, and I highly recommend it to you."
Crime drama?
Yu Qing subconsciously recalled Lu Chi's face. If it were before, he definitely wouldn't have been interested in these things, but now he couldn't help but ask, "What show?"
"Sherlock, a foreign film."
After Li Fei finished speaking, fearing that Yu Qing wouldn't watch it, he leaned closer to Yu Qing's ear and continued to explain: "Don't be fooled by the fact that it's a foreign crime film, the plot is really awesome, it's not dragging at all, and most importantly, there's no romance involved, it's amazing."
Although Yu Qing doesn't enjoy watching TV series, he has heard of the show Sherlock Holmes, which was a global phenomenon at the time.
Hearing Li Fei say this, he was immediately tempted.
Actually, there was one thing he was very confused about after his rebirth.
He wasn't familiar with Lu Chi before; they barely exchanged ten words during their three years of high school, and had no contact after graduation. Why would Lu Chi take such a big risk to kill him?
He did not believe it was a coincidence.
"Let me tell you, the best thing about this show is that the villains aren't stupid at all; on the contrary, they're incredibly clever. The protagonist is a genius among geniuses, solving one serial murder case after another. All the settings are very reasonable and logical. I never realized that foreign films could be made this well!"
Li Fei spoke eloquently, as if he had discovered a new continent.
Yu Qing wasn't in the mood to listen to Li Fei's explanation and simply said, "I understand. I'll go see it when I have some free time."
"Okay, you really have to watch it."
"kindness."
Yu Qing gave a perfunctory reply.
Domestic films and TV series have been suppressed for more than a decade. Hollywood blockbusters from the United States need no introduction. South Korea's "Dae Jang Geum" opened up the domestic market, and "My Love from the Star" set Korean dramas on a craze.
It's not that China can't produce good films; the difference isn't in filming techniques, but rather in the script and censorship process.
"Brother Qing, do you think there are serial killers in real life? Could they be hiding among us like ordinary people?" Li Fei suddenly asked curiously.
"Yes," Yu Qing answered without hesitation.
Where?
"In prison."
...
Class 2, Grade 12, Jiangcheng No.1 Middle School.
When Yu Qing entered the classroom, it was still dark, and the moon's shadow could be faintly seen on the horizon. Fluorescent lights shone on the windows, and there were only a few people in the classroom.
Perhaps because of her tragic death at Lu Chi's hands in her previous life, or perhaps because of Li Fei's words just now, Yu Qing subconsciously glanced at the secluded corner against the wall.
Lu Chi sat there alone, quietly reading a book.
Yu Qing's heart skipped a beat when she suddenly looked up at him. She hurriedly looked away, put her hands in her pockets, and lazily walked to her seat. She casually tossed her schoolbag aside, picked up an English book, and pretended to read it calmly.
My mind was in turmoil.
Lu Chi's gaze lingered on him for a moment, a slightly strange look on his face, before he continued to silently review his notes.
Yu Qing immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of him. He didn't know when the figure had arrived, and Yu Qing only noticed it when the light on the pages of the book dimmed.
He looked up and saw Lin Yueyue staring at him intently.
"What?" Yu Qing frowned.
"childish."
Lin Yueyue left two disdainful words and then turned and left.
Yu Qing was taken aback, feeling somewhat bewildered.
I was thinking to myself, "I haven't done anything to you today, have I?"
However, he didn't take it to heart, assuming that Lin Yueyue had suddenly fallen ill and there was no need to argue with a young girl.
Just as Yu Qing was preparing to devote himself fully to his studies, he suddenly realized something.
That is...
It looks like he's holding the book upside down.
Depend on!
After morning self-study ended, Yu Qing stretched his stiff shoulders and suddenly felt the urge to urinate, so he got up and left the classroom.
At this moment, Wang Meili came to Lin Yueyue's side, watched Yu Qing's departing figure, gently poked Lin Yueyue's arm, and said in a low voice, "Yueyue, have you noticed that Yu Qing looks much better after getting his hair cut?"
“I don’t follow him.” Lin Yueyue replied abruptly.
Wang Meili didn't pay attention and said to herself, "In my opinion, Yu Qing will never give up on you. Look, when he saw you enter the classroom, he was so nervous that he held his book upside down. What does that prove? Darwin's theory of evolution is correct."
"In nature, male animals display their superior genes to attract females and thus gain the right to mate. For example, male peacocks display their tail feathers like narcissists, male gorillas beat their chests like madmen, and male birds display their beautiful singing voices."
"After Yu Qing's confession to you failed, he tried to get your attention by studying, but it's obvious that he went in the wrong direction. He shouldn't be trying to find a sense of presence in your area of expertise. This kind of low-level trick will only make you feel ridiculous and childish."
Hearing Wang Meili's words, Lin Yueyue looked at her in surprise: "How do you know so much?"
Wang Meili immediately became arrogant, tucking her hair behind her ear and pursing her lips: "Although my grades aren't as good as yours, I'm much more experienced than you when it comes to dating."
"I've never seen you date anyone?" Lin Yueyue looked at her with a puzzled expression.
Wang Meili blushed involuntarily, her eyes darting around, and she muttered in rebuttal, "Who said you need to date to gain experience? Look at those who study forensic medicine, don't they have to learn theoretical knowledge before they can get started?"
"Can dating be the same as dissecting a corpse? You're just being a philosophical thinker." Lin Yueyue was speechless.
"Fine, fine, I'm the thinker, you're the doer." Wang Meili had no choice but to admit defeat, and continued, "You, you just take studying too seriously. Read more crime novels and watch crime movies when you have free time. Life needs a little excitement, otherwise, if you're just reading books all day, your little brain will practically turn into a robot."
"Please, TV shows are all fake. There aren't that many murderers in real life." Lin Yueyue looked out the window out of boredom.
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