Chapter 40 Let's do business
Li Changyu lives in the faculty apartment of Hong Kong University.
The apartment building stands at the junction of the campus and the commercial city. Its exterior wall is made of gray-black single-sided glass that shines coldly. It blends in with the surrounding corporate office buildings and rises into the clouds.
These buildings are not considered short even after more than 20 years.
As a tenured professor, Li Changyu was assigned to a room on the top floor with the best view.
After exiting the elevator, I stepped onto the sound-absorbing carpet in the corridor and looked out through the dark grey single-sided glass at hand.
The lights are dotted with orange, red and bright yellow. The bustling city and the sparkling Victoria Harbour are right under your feet, as if they can be grasped in one hand.
It feels like I'm really standing on the clouds.
Jian Ruochen looked at the tall buildings and the low houses sandwiched between them not far away, and finally felt that he was standing at the intersection of the times.
He is not a time traveler, but someone who can participate in every moment.
The cash flow of more than 10 billion is even enough for him to participate in the investment of the International Trade Center.
Even if Guan Yingjun didn't get a good answer today, he would still be upset.
He also has enough confidence.
"What is that building?" Jian Ruochen pointed through the window at a white building not far away that was taller than this apartment.
"That's the Jardine House in Central." Guan Yingjun glanced over, his sight drawing an arc in the air and landing accurately on Jian Ruochen's profile.
He stood there for a while, "Let's go... I'll take you up there to see it when there's a chance."
Jian Ruochen smiled, "Okay."
He didn't care whether Guan Yingjun wanted to confirm or refute it.
Jian Ruochen followed Guan Yingjun to Li Changyu's room, as if it was not him who had confronted Guan Yingjun with the handcuffs before.
Guan Yingjun knew that this was just a polite remark.
Now they walk side by side in the same corridor, but their relationship seems to be no longer the same as before.
There was a distance of more than one person between them, yet they seemed to be completely separated by a wall of nothingness.
The soft soundproof carpet absorbed all the footsteps. The silence lasted for a few minutes until Guan Yingjun pressed Li Changyu's doorbell.
Once, the door didn't open.
Guan Yingjun poked his finger on the round knob of the doorbell again and pressed it three times quickly and briefly.
Li Changyu came to open the door with messy hair and crooked glasses, frowning so hard that he clicked his tongue and said, "Boy, what are you doing?"
"Godfather." Guan Yingjun stood at the door. When he looked up and met Li Changyu's gaze, his eyes became hot. "I came to see you for something."
Li Changyu was shocked.
Oh my, this expression is amazing.
Have you called your godfather? Since Guan Yingjun accepted him as his godfather, he has only called him that ten times in total.
They all belong to Uncle Li.
The last time this kid called him godfather, it was to ask him to persuade Le Jinwen to let him go to Bangkok as an undercover agent.
What big thing happened this time?
Li Changyu's irritation from being woken up in the middle of the night immediately faded away.
He opened the door and said, "Come in."
Guan Yingjun took off his shoes and walked in, revealing Jian Ruochen behind him.
Li Changyu was stunned.
Jian Ruochen smiled shyly, "Good evening, Teacher Li. I'm sorry to bother you so late."
"You have something to say too?" Li Changyu looked back at Guan Yingjun suspiciously.
Jian Ruochen waved his hand, "No, Guan Yingjun wanted to bring me here."
"Oh..." Li Changyu opened the shoe cabinet and took out a pair of new slippers, "Come in."
It’s really strange, why does Jian Ruochen call Guan Yingjun by his full name?
Wasn’t he called Guan Sir before?
Li Changyu quickly wiped his face and combed his hair, tidied himself up, then came out to make two cups of coffee for Guan Yingjun and Jian Ruochen.
The old man was busy all the time. Five minutes later, he sat down in front of the coffee table. "Tell me, what's the matter?"
Jian Ruochen picked up the hot coffee and subconsciously wanted to take a sip, but before his lips touched the rim of the cup, the cup was taken away.
Guan Yingjun gave his cup to Li Changyu, and then picked up Jian Ruochen's, "The doctor said you can't drink coffee, I'll drink it."
He paused, then continued, "Uncle Li, take a look at this handwriting. Is it possible that it was written by one person?"
Two pieces of paper were placed on the coffee table.
Li Changyu didn't even need to take out the magnifying glass. "This is obviously not a person. What? Did our Xiao Chen run into a perverted murderer again?"
He stood up to get the orange juice, poured another glass and placed it in front of Jian Ruochen, "Drink this."
Jian Ruochen: "Thank you."
He took a sip and then said something shocking, "Teacher Li, I wrote all this."
Li Changyu: …
He turned around, took out a magnifying glass, looked at the two pieces of paper again and again, and finally sat on the sofa and doubted his own professional level.
If this is the same person, then 4 of his 6 SCI papers on handwriting identification will be rejected, including one in Zone 1 and three in Zone 2.
Does he accept students?
Is it a paper shredder?
If he starts revising the paper now, it will take from the beginning of 1993 to 1994.
Li Changyu struggled hard: "These are the two people."
He took out a piece of paper and a pencil. "Unless you write it again now."
Jian Ruochen held the cup and said frankly: "I can't write now."
He tapped the paper. "This is me two months ago."
Then he pointed to the notes he had just written and said, "This is me now."
He curled his lips and said, "After I inherited my mother's property, I felt that my life had changed drastically. People can't go back to the past, and handwriting naturally can't be changed either."
Li Changyu suddenly realized: "Handwriting does change with the mood and circumstances, and the shortest time is 20 days. However... this is the first time I have seen such a complete change in such a short time."
OK, OK, OK.
Well-reasoned.
The paper was saved.
Guan Yingjun was stunned: "So this change is reasonable?"
He breathed a sigh of relief.
Li Changyu was stunned.
This tone of relief will make him unable to do anything.
What kind of answer does Guan Yingjun want?
Jian Ruochen is Jian Ruochen?
"It's reasonable." Li Changyu said.
Guan Yingjun felt relaxed all over.
Jian Ruochen laughed, leaned forward, and placed the empty orange juice cup on the glass coffee table. The bottom of the cup hit the coffee table, making a slight "click" sound.
Guan Yingjun still has "eye drops" and "wrong gift" on his mind.
Must be solved together.
Guan Yingjun can't continue to do this endlessly.
Jian Ruochen glanced at Guan Yingjun and looked straight into Li Changyu's eyes, "Teacher Li, since Guan Sir can't say it, then I will say it."
"Kwan Ying-chun felt that I was a completely different person than before, and thought that I shouldn't know psychology and micro-expressions, which were not common knowledge for medical students. Based on the above two points, he might have speculated that... I was an undercover agent who infiltrated West Kowloon."
Guan Yingjun didn't expect him to say it so absolutely. He opened his lips slightly, but didn't know how to defend himself.
Only then did Li Changyu understand why Guan Yingjun brought the handwriting to him to see.
Jian Ruochen: "But my DNA information was collected in the Huo Jinze murder case, and the information left at that time is consistent with the information left when I enrolled in the Medical School of Xiangjiang University a year ago."
His smile did not reach his eyes. "Is there technology to forge DNA information now?"
In 1992, a DNA test machine took three days to run, which was considered fast.
Forgery, how is it possible?
Li Changyu was silent for a while, "Guan Yingjun, come with me!"
As he spoke, he turned on the TV and said to Jian Ruochen, "The DVD is right next to it. If you want to watch a movie, just play it. I'll go talk to him."
Li Changyu took Guan Yingjun to the study.
As soon as he closed the door, he immediately sighed, "What are you doing?"
Guan Yingjun lowered his eyes: "I'm trying to get to the bottom of this."
In front of his trusted relatives, he analyzed himself and said, "From a business perspective, Jian Ruochen has connections with both the Jiang family and the Lu family, and is a member of the bureau. If there is something wrong with him, it will inevitably have an indelible impact on West Kowloon. It is my job to eliminate the suspicion on him."
"From a personal perspective..." Guan Yingjun was stuck and couldn't continue for a while.
Li Changyu walked around the room twice. "Jian Ruochen is now highly tied to West Kowloon. They prosper together and suffer together. What kind of undercover agent do you think can do this?"
Guan Yingjun closed his eyes and sat on the sofa next to the study. After a while, he said, "From a personal point of view, I seem to like him. I am afraid that if he has a problem, I will not be able to control my reason and be cruel if I keep waiting."
If Jian Ruochen really had a problem, he might not even be able to take him back to the detention center.
Li Changyu: "Hmm?"
"He... in my eyes, sometimes he even glows." Guan Yingjun's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.
Li Changyu was extremely surprised. Would Guan Yingjun still be soft-hearted?
Guan Yingjun leaned back on the sofa, "Today, I didn't even dare to draw my gun on him. If we spend more time together, I'm afraid I will do something even more outrageous."
Li Changyu: "You are impartial and selfless, and you are self-disciplined and respectful, which is naturally a good thing. But you did things without scruples in the past, so you didn't consider how things would end this time, right?"
Guan Yingjun was stunned.
Li Changyu: "Jian Ruochen has a good temper, but he has a scale in his heart."
"He is not your subordinate, nor is he your suspect. If you treat him with suspicion, he will naturally fight back accordingly."
“Forces act mutually, and so do emotions.”
Li Changyu paused, turned around and pulled out a few document boxes from the bookshelf. "In fact, as long as there is no problem with the DNA, Jian Ruochen is Jian Ruochen. There is no other option."
"As for your doubts, I can solve them as well."
"These are all cases I have encountered in the FBI. These two are typical patients."
Although Li Changyu was wearing pajamas, he seemed to be back in the lecture hall with tens of thousands of people. He was very humorous when teaching, inheriting the style he left behind when he studied in the United States.
"Regarding Jian Ruochen's symptoms, do you want to hear a more scientific explanation or a more supernatural explanation?"
Guan Yingjun: ...Hmm?
Are there two types?
Li Changyu: "To put it scientifically, this symptom of being like two different people after a major turning point in life is academically called dissociative identity disorder. After experiencing a huge setback, he began to disidentify with his previous identity and personality, and separated out a stronger personality to deal with risks."
Li Changyu put his two index fingers together, then separated them and bent them towards each other. "These two personalities are one on the outside and one on the inside. They exist independently and do not interfere with each other."
He helped Guan Yingjun open the case file, "This case is the same as the one I mentioned, but he separated out five personalities."
This was the first time Guan Yingjun had heard such a statement. He lowered his head and carefully read the document for a while before saying, "Is he sick?"
Why are there so many diseases?
Not only are your eyes bad, your body not in good shape, but you may also have mental problems?
Li Changyu nodded solemnly, "Generally speaking, it is like this, but there are also unusual ones."
Guan Yingjun: "What?"
"There's that kind of spiritualism in America. Some witches can even communicate with the dead. There's a guy who specializes in this and can solve cases faster than I can."
Li Changyu laid the groundwork, "Human consciousness and soul are of high dimensions and cannot be observed. These seemingly illusory things are likely to be real, but we just can't explain them with science now."
Guan Yingjun: …
Li Changyu: "To put it simply... Jian Ruochen may have experienced a soul transformation or reincarnation."
He said, putting his two index fingers together again, "Every time our world makes a choice, different branches will appear, forming countless new worlds based on this choice."
"And the Jian Ruochen in our world is likely to have swapped places with the Jian Ruochen in a different timeline in a parallel world."
Li Changyu said in smooth American English: "Quantum mechanics."
Guan Yingjun was dazed by what he heard.
Have we really jumped from solving cases to hiring a fortune teller?
He closed his eyes and thought for a while, then suddenly raised his hand and gave himself a loud slap.
It hurts.
But it feels like a dream.
Li Changyu cleared his throat. "If Jian Ruochen has dissociative personality disorder, then when he is hurt again, he will probably separate out a third personality, or switch back to his previous personality."
"If he is a second existence that cannot be explained by existing science, then perhaps he will disappear just as suddenly as he came here."
Guan Yingjun rubbed his thumbs together, his expression unclear.
Li Changyu said: "The current Jian Ruochen is a good kid, but the previous one may not be. He likes Lu Qian so much, which is obviously a bit blind. You should be more worried about whether the current Jian Ruochen will disappear."
Guan Yingjun clenched his fists suddenly. He opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word.
The man was speechless, breathing heavily.
In the quiet study, the heavy breathing was like a strong wind and huge waves, hitting the eardrum again and again.
Guan Yingjun blinked.
Suddenly I realized that I had prepared myself mentally for the possibility that Jian Ruochen was an undercover agent, but I was not prepared for the possibility that Jian Ruochen might disappear.
If this person suddenly turned back into the medical student described by the informant who was willing to give up everything for Lu Qian...
Guan Yingjun didn't dare to think about what he would do, "Whether it's the first or the second case, he might disappear?"
Li Changyu nodded, "Of course."
Guan Yingjun stood up suddenly, turned around, opened the door of the study, and strode into the living room.
Jian Ruochen fell asleep on the armrest of the sofa, looking very carefree, as if he could predict the outcome of his conversation with Li Changyu.
There is a movie on TV.
Guan Yingjun glanced at the name, "Lover".
The love between the people behind the curtain grows stronger, and they kiss in a mansion on the side of the road. The Hong Kong star's resolute profile is stained with desire and lust, and his fingers climb up his lover's back along the hem of his clothes.
Guan Yingjun listened to Jian Ruochen's breathing, but began to be afraid of waking him up.
After waking up, will Jian Ruochen still be the one who confronts him?
Li Changyu: …
Self-discipline is a good thing, but the bad thing is that Guan Yingjun used to be too self-disciplined.
No matter what you do, you can keep moving forward without changing your expression.
His life was flat and boring, which caused him to suppress his nature, restrain himself and not be able to release it at all.
Now it has bottomed out and rebounded under high pressure.
Li Changyu suggested, "Perhaps you can talk to Jian Ruochen. He has a high talent for psychology and learns very quickly. You can be his first patient."
Guan Yingjun stood up straight, "What if he can't accept someone like me?"
Li Changyu shrugged, "He has the right to choose whether to accept it or not. This is not something you can decide."
The humming voices of Hong Kong actors and actresses could be heard on TV, along with the sound of the wooden bed shaking.
“Beep, beep, beep—”
Guan Yingjun's pager suddenly rang.
Jian Ruochen sat up from the sofa with a jerk, took out the small square pager with sleepy eyes and took a look at it.
Not his.
Guan Yingjun raised his hand to turn off the TV, which was a bit inappropriate for children, and played the recording.
Zhang Xingzong's weak voice came from inside:
"Sir Guan, there is a murder and corpse cooking case at 89, Central District 3, West Kowloon. Please come quickly. There are so many lunch boxes... The suspect Yue——"
The recording ends here, very abruptly.
lunch box?
Jian Ruochen was particularly sensitive to this word.
He climbed up using his hands and feet, his eyes were confused, "Central District 3? Isn't it right here?"
Having said that, he quietly moved to the side, a little further away from Guan Yingjun.
Guan Yingjun sensed the rejection and clutched the pager tightly. The plastic machine made a creaking sound as it could not bear the weight.
Li Changyu reminded: "It's broken."
Guan Yingjun looked down and found that he had misplaced the plastic casing of the pager, and tiny wires and parts were sticking out of the gaps.
He raised his hand and threw the broken machine onto the coffee table.
Jian Ruochen simply stood up and straightened his hair: "Have you finished checking?"
He glanced at the broken pager. Did the conversation between Guan Yingjun and Teacher Li end badly?
Guan Yingjun is a very calm team leader and has good case handling skills, but he is too suspicious.
Working together, it is not a good thing to have a partner who is too suspicious. Guan Yingjun only believes in the answers he has repeatedly verified. This is one of the reasons why he did nothing this time and let Guan Yingjun investigate.
After all, even if he told the truth, Guan Yingjun would not believe it.
But we can’t keep going like this, it’s too tiring.
Why not...
"Let's do business."
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