Chapter 73
Outside the ICU, Zhou Zhengzheng was holding his master's cell phone, looking left and right.
The traces of Yu Aiai's scribbles were two horizontal lines and two vertical lines, crossed crookedly.
"well?"
With a lot of questions in his mind, Zhou Zhengzheng uttered this word.
Chang Ting took the phone back: "Maybe it's the surname, or maybe it's the radical of the surname."
Zhou Zhengzheng looked through the list of seven people again: "Among these seven, there is no one with the surname Jing, nor anyone with that radical, or anyone with a similar shape."
Chang Ting touched his chin: "Yu Aiai has clearly stated that the murderer is not a classmate from the base. So..."
Before, Chen He had been asking Yu Aiai questions. When Yu Aiai mentioned that person, she did not reveal the name, but it was obvious that they were talking about a mutual acquaintance.
Most likely someone from the base.
Chang Ting suddenly slapped his head and said, "If it's not a classmate, could it be a faculty member?"
He was very upset that he hadn't thought of this earlier. He needed to check with Yu Aiai again.
But her condition took a turn for the worse and the doctor would not allow her to recover anytime soon.
Chang Ting said to Zhou Zhengzheng, "Look through the case files from five years ago and find the list of faculty and staff at the base and study it."
So Zhou Zhengzheng dove into the old case files again...
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As soon as he entered the house, Song Zhou held Chen He's knees and picked her up.
Chen He was startled: "Be careful of your injuries..."
"fine."
Song Zhou carried her directly into the bedroom and placed her on the bed. He wrapped her in a blanket, tucked her long hair behind her ears, and asked in a low voice, "What happened in the hospital just now?"
"Nothing. It might be because of the cold weather. I'm not feeling well." Chen He's face was extremely pale.
Song Zhou touched her forehead and found it wasn't hot. He said, "Then you should get some sleep. I'll make you some hot soup. Just drink some."
Chen He smiled and nodded.
Song Zhou kissed her hair, drew the curtains, closed the door and went to the kitchen.
Chen He hugged the quilt, curled up in the dim light with her eyes open, but she was not sleepy.
After being in a daze for a while, I suddenly remembered something, reached for my phone and opened Weibo.
She hadn't used Weibo for a long time and had to verify her phone number and log in again.
As soon as I logged in, a bunch of numbers popped up, indicating that there were a lot of unread messages.
Her Weibo nickname is "Drawing Chen Hehe." Before she became color blind, she would occasionally share a few of her paintings. Originally, she only had a few hundred followers, and it was quite quiet.
After becoming color blind, I stopped updating.
With the popularity of the comics, this account has long been discovered by readers.
I took a look at the number of fans and it has increased to 170,000.
The number of comments was staggering, and the number of prompts was so high that my phone was stuck.
She couldn't bear the unread numbers and clicked off all of them.
When she clicked on the comments, she casually glanced at them. The latest batch of comments that appeared on the screen were almost all insults to her, accusing her comics of driving people to suicide.
Cyberbullying is a boomerang that will not let go of anyone involved.
Plot twists always excite online viewers.
Things change. After Xu Candong and Yu Aiai, Chen Hehe became the latest target, and people rushed towards her like a tsunami.
Some people have tried to open the box manually.
Fortunately, the comic platform kept the secret and did not disclose her personal information and mobile phone number.
Some netizens guessed whether the "Chen He" in the cartoon was Chen Hehe, but it was quickly denied by more people.
After all, it is very rare to find an author who uses his or her real name in his or her works.
So the box opening has not been successful yet.
So the trolls couldn't get in front of her and could only smear her online.
Apart from Weibo, Chen Hehe has no other public social accounts.
The comics were taken off the shelves, so I couldn't criticize them there anymore, so I flocked to Weibo.
Chen He didn't care at all and exited the comment page without any psychological burden, just like waving away a group of flies.
But I clicked it again.
Because at the moment of exiting, I caught a glimpse of someone helping me to fight back.
The fan's nickname is "Captain Dragonfly".
He responded to almost every abusive comment. If the other party was mean, he would be meaner. If the other party used foul language, he would be fouler. His fighting ability was extraordinary.
Chen He couldn't help but smile, and a breeze of fresh air briefly filled his depressed mood.
There are great scholars who will debate for me.
I exited the comment section again, opened the follow list, and found a mutually followed account: Qiuyue of Painting.
This is Qiu Yue’s account.
Five years ago, after Qiu Yue broke up with her, she blocked her on WeChat. But she didn't delete her as a friend on Weibo, perhaps because she forgot.
Chen He had secretly browsed Qiu Yue's homepage countless times with an inexplicable feeling, to see if Qiu Yue had scolded her on Weibo.
Or find out why she turned against me.
But after that, Qiu Yue never updated her Weibo again.
The last Weibo post was on August 10 of that year, which was Qiu Yue’s birthday.
What was sent was a photo of two hands put together, holding a small ornament.
Little princess sitting on the moon.
The little princess in the photo was still intact, not covered with cracks like she is now.
Those two hands actually belonged to two people, the left one was Qiu Yue's and the right one was Chen He's.
That day, Chen He gave this little ornament to Qiu Yue as a birthday present.
The caption reads: We agreed to become cute old ladies together!
Whenever I sneaked a peek at Qiu Yue’s homepage, I felt this Weibo post was heartbreaking and I would quickly scroll past it.
This time, he stared blankly for a long time.
You broke your promise. You will always be a little princess and will never become an old lady.
Chen He thought silently.
After a while, I opened Qiu Yue’s Weibo album.
There are more than 20 pictures in the album, most of which are Qiu Yue’s own paintings, mostly portrait sketches.
Sketching is the foundation of art, the skeleton of painting, and the most effective way to demonstrate one's skills.
Qiu Yue is very talented in painting and works hard. Her sketches are excellent, and the characters she draws with her pencil seem to have souls.
Chen He has flipped through the photo album countless times, looking at it over and over again, enlarging it, and even wishing he could use a microscope to look at it.
The more I read, the more annoyed I become, and the more annoyed I become, the more I read.
The result is that every picture is familiar to me.
Chen He flipped through the photo album to the bottom, found one of the photos and enlarged it.
This sketch shows two children, a boy and a girl, playing. The boy is about eleven or twelve years old, and the girl is younger.
She remembered that when she first saw this painting, Qiu Yue said that it was a scene of herself playing with her brother Qiu Song when she was a child.
At that time, Chen He asked: "You have a brother? Where is he now?"
Qiu Yue was silent for a while and said, "No more."
Chen He quickly apologized: "I'm sorry."
Qiu Yue smiled and said nothing.
Chen He was afraid of hurting her feelings, so she never asked about her brother again.
At this moment, Chen He enlarged the sketch and his eyes fell on the boy's left wrist.
A thin string strung with a crudely carved peach-pit pig.
The person who attempted to assassinate Yu Aiai today also wore a peach-pit pig.
It's a coincidence.
Is it a coincidence?
As a skilled storyteller, she had designed countless coincidences that became inevitable. Out of professional instinct, she felt this was no coincidence.
Chen He and Chang Ting were just as confused as to who had attacked Xu Candong and Yu Aiai.
After Xu Candong got into trouble, she once speculated that it was done by radical people hidden among netizens.
After Yu Aiai got into trouble, she believed that this man was the real murderer of Qiu Yue and came to silence him.
However, the appearance of the peach-core piglet made a thought that he dared not and was unwilling to believe come to his mind - could it be that the person who attacked Xu Candong and Yu Aiai was Qiu Yue's brother Qiu Song?
It makes sense for a brother to avenge his sister.
But Qiu Song is no longer alive.
As early as when he was in college, Chen He started investigating Qiu Yue's family background in order to lay the foundation for long-term plans.
The results showed that Qiu Song had passed away ten years ago, a long time ago.
Chen He didn't think this matter had anything to do with Qiu Yue's death, so he didn't find out more about it. He didn't know why Qiu Song died at such a young age.
To this day, the spirits of the deceased seem to return to the world of the living.
What is going on?
Could it be that for some reason, Qiu Song is not dead at all and is still alive in this world?
Now that the population information management system is complete, how did he do it?
Maybe he did it, he is still alive, found the comics, and then read the comics according to the script, executing the guilty people one by one...
It's a pleasure, but killing is against the law.
Chang Ting is not easy to deal with, he will be caught sooner or later.
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