I Was Once a Legend

"Just call me Meade." These words really resonated with the aunt, and she sighed sincerely: "Who says no, I want to move out."

Dong Zheng: "The child of Mr. Ferdinand's family is the first case. I don't know when the police will be able to catch that vicious murderer."

"That's right." Mrs. Meade said, "George is such a good child, how could it... Mr. Ferdinand said yesterday that if the murderer is not caught, George's grievances will not be appeased, and they will not be buried."

The two watched in silence as the police entered and exited the house next door. Old Ford sat on the doorstep, wiping his tears with his head bowed.

"Do you know how long Mr. Fix moved here?" After a while, Dong Zheng asked.

"Him? He's lived here for seven or eight years."

"Then do you know what he did before?"

Mrs. Meade immediately cast a suspicious look at him. Dong Zheng let out a hilarious smile and explained: "I was a friend with him when I was young, and we haven't seen each other for many years. I don't know much about his past. , It’s not easy to ask him directly, I can only ask you.”

Perhaps Dong Zheng's sincere appearance was deceptive, but Mrs. Meade finally gave him the answer: "He stopped working when he came here, and we don't know what he was doing before he moved here."

Fine.It wasn't completely fruitless, thanked Mrs. Meade, and Dong Zheng left.

As for the case of the Ford family, he must have seen it in the newspapers soon. When Dong Zheng returned to the house, Fix's garden was a bit barren compared to other houses, probably never taken care of carefully.

He didn't find any useful information in the garden. After returning to the room, he fell into deep thought.

"How do you feel?" Cui Zuojing asked, agreeing to let Dong Zheng pass the level alone, he has never told Dong Zheng what he thinks - in fact, he doesn't think that what he can think of, the other party Can't think of it.

"There are still not enough clues." Dong Zheng sat by the bed, "I need to go to the bedroom of Regal and Fix."

"Where's the basement?" Cui Zuojing asked, "He reminded him not to go to the basement, there must be a problem at first sight."

"If you rush to explore before the time is up, I'm afraid I'm going to die here." Dong Zheng rubbed his pants with his fingers, and said, "Would you like to come out and accompany me for a while?"

Cui Zuojing snorted: "What's so good about this?"

"Staying in the prisoner's space for so long, aren't you bored?"

Dong Zheng poked Cui Zuojing's pain point all of a sudden, the young man thought for a second, and finally came out.

He has always disliked the feeling of staying in the prisoner's space. Cui Zuojing stood by the window and looked out. When he opened the window, the cool autumn wind blew on his body, blowing away the dullness without a trace.

"At this time, it would be interesting if that Fix suddenly pushed the door open."

"No, he should sleep until the afternoon." Dong Zheng lay on his back on the bed, thinking about every clue so far.

Soon he realized that he hadn't read today's newspaper. Dong Zheng went to the living room to get today's newspaper. The headline was still the progress of the police case. They gave the mysterious serial murderer a code name, named L.

L, the left of the left hand?

Dong Zheng thought of something and shook his head, and put the newspaper back where it was.

Cui Zuojing was looking left and right in the room curiously, and he also found traces of the photo frame on the wall, and looked at the dusty vase in the corner, without saying anything.

"Is this really horse meat?" Cui Zuojing opened the refrigerator and asked.

Dong Zheng: "I don't know."

"Anyway, whether it is or not, you already ate it on the first day." Cui Zuojing looked back at him, smiling like a little devil, "Speaking of which, if there is a chance, I really want to taste what human flesh tastes like. "

"There is still soup in the pot, you can try it if you want to drink it."

Cui Zuojing pursed her lips, afraid of waking Fix, she gently closed the refrigerator door, and muttered, "It's boring."

Dong Zheng laughed: "I'm trying my best to satisfy your wish."

"I'll beat you up again." Cui Zuojing fell down on the sofa and sighed faintly, "You should speed up and clear the level. It's too boring. I want to go out."

"Boring?" Dong Zheng stood behind the sofa, stretched out his hand to pinch Cui Zuojing's face, and was slapped away, "Are you still bored looking at me?"

Cui Zuojing made a face at him, and pressed one hand on the small grass coat of arms on the back of his left hand, "Let's go, I won't delay your business."

Dong Zheng rubbed his fingers, went back to the room, faced the clock, and chose to jump to the next plot point.

What he saw this time was still a dark room.

The news of Fix going out again came from outside, and the clock on the wall was still at five o'clock in the morning, asking him if he wanted to skip the plot.

But this time Dong Zheng didn’t skip the time again. He sat by the bed and waited patiently. The block-headed mobile phone in the notepad to enter the clues he has obtained one by one.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The clock on the wall had already pointed at 06:30. Usually, Fix should go home and start making breakfast, but now, it was still dark outside the window, and there was no movement of cooking in the room.

really.Dong Zheng closed the phone and put it in his pocket. He didn't have the habit of locking the door when he slept. Even if he did, Fix could come in and out as he wanted with the key.After he fell asleep, Fix set his bedroom clock on purpose so that he would think he was out at five o'clock.

After the plot jumps, Dong Zheng will only wake up at 6:45. Before that, Fix just needs to adjust the time back to normal.

This is a trap set by the box for him by using the plot jump function - it is deliberately making it more difficult to find clues, as long as you choose the plot jump, you will never find this tricky.

The watch in the living room was probably taken off for this reason... Dong Zheng was not sure whether he would continue to suffer to judge when Fix would leave, or to jump to the plot.

Since First adjusted the clock, it means that he should go out for more than an hour and a half, and contacting the other party to sleep is the behavior of the morning. Dong Zheng speculates that he should go out around twelve o'clock or one o'clock.

If you don't want to stay up until bedtime tomorrow, let's see what time he leaves.

Dong Zheng made up his mind and skipped the plot.

10 month 15 day.

That day Fix made broth as usual, Dong Zheng still said he was sick and didn’t eat it, maybe they also ate that unknown meat for lunch or dinner, but at that time the body was not under the control of Dong Zheng, so it didn’t matter .

"Hey, where's the watch on the wall?" Dong Zheng asked, staring at the wall.

Fix looked very natural: "Oh, I don't know why that watch didn't leave, and I didn't ask someone to repair it, so I took it off temporarily."

Dong Zheng couldn't find anything wrong with these words, so he said: "Or put the watch in my room outside."

"No, no, no." Fix waved his hand, "I'll fix it in two days, it's fine."

Fix went to bed again after dinner, Dong Zheng looked out the window, the street was empty, even if he went out, he couldn't find any suitable clues, so he went back to his room.

This time he did not choose to jump in time. Staying alone in the room may bring unbearable boredom to many people, but for Dong Zheng, it is just a chance to train his ability.

Besides, he wasn't really alone.

After chatting with Cui Zuojing for a while, Dong Zheng entered the inner core. The door of the floating temple on the dome has not been opened for him again until now, and he is not in a hurry. He continues to sort out the data flow according to the unfinished progress yesterday. running line.

Since his ability is to digitize thinking, it means that a lot of computer knowledge and principles can also be used in this area. Recently, Dong Zheng has been trying to compress data—hence the name Siyi, which is to collect a large amount of information processed so that they can be stored in less space.

If he could really do this, his memory ability would be greatly improved.

But until now this is limited to a conception, from the initiation of the idea to the real realization, before the final completion, no one knows how long it will take.

The inner world will make people forget the passage of time. When Dong Zheng came out, the sky had already started to darken. He ate little breakfast and didn’t eat lunch. In addition, his training ability caused a headache, and he really started to feel uncomfortable. up.

Dong Zheng hurried out of the room and saw Fix sitting on a deck chair on the balcony, smoking a cigarette, looking at the setting sun, his eyes were heavy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

With obvious loneliness in his eyes, Dong Zheng stopped at the door of the living room and frowned slowly.

But soon, Dong Zheng adjusted the expression on his face. He walked to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and asked Fix very naturally: "What's for dinner tonight?"

After dinner, Fix left everything to Dong Zheng to pack, and sat on the sofa to watch TV. Dong Zheng chatted with him while washing the dishes.

After Dong Zheng talked about the glory and downfall of the past, no one was willing to help him. He wondered if he had failed too much in life——John’s experience had happened to many people he knew. There are many examples of defeated generals who can no longer get up because of an investment failure. Dong Zheng can tell his true feelings without making up his own.

Fix sighed with him. Dong Zheng originally thought that after the two chatted, Fix could express his feelings and talk about his own affairs, but he didn't expect the other party to keep silent.

Dong Zheng didn't force it either. Fix's past should also be the key to exploring the box. As night fell, the two of them went back to their rooms after chatting.

Dong Zheng quietly waited for Fix to go out.

He lay on the bed, and soon fell asleep in a daze. In his dream, he heard someone entering his room. The life of birth and death in the box made Dong Zheng fall into a light sleep, and he woke up almost immediately.

He increased the data flow of the visual port to strengthen his vision, and by the light coming in from the corridor outside the door, he clearly saw that it was less than five in the morning.

Fix took down the clock lightly, adjusted the time to five o'clock, hung up the clock, looked at Dong Zheng to make sure he was not awake, and then left the second bedroom and closed the door.

Finally got you caught.

Dong Zheng let out a long sigh of relief, from one in the morning to 06:30 in the morning, sneaking out at night, if there is no problem, there will be ghosts.

Although he couldn't follow up directly, once he figured out the time, he already had what he wanted.

Dong Zheng closed his eyes, still did not choose to jump to the plot, after waiting for so long, this night, he needs a real rest.