Raiders President

After sleeping until seven o'clock in the evening, Lu Yuanshan felt very energetic. He was about to lift the quilt when he found Gu Shaofeng lying beside him. He quickly covered the quilt again, wondering why he was still there?Trying to recall everything before, he couldn't help but sigh: "Sleeping with Brother Feng should be fine, why have you been suspicious recently?"

Thinking about this, he got out of bed again. In order not to disturb Gu Shaofeng, who seemed to be having a dream, he moved very slowly and finally got out of bed. There was a grunt in his stomach. He found his mobile phone and called The servant asked her if she had prepared the meals, and the servant quickly answered the phone. She said that Gu Shaofeng had given her leave today and she was not in the villa.

"Okay, from now on you have to cook before leaving." Lu Yuanshan expressed helplessness. Fortunately, he has a good cooking skill. During the years in Japan, he won the favor of all his classmates with his Chinese cuisine. Famous girls even Let him live in her home for free, just to be able to eat his food.

Originally, he wanted to go to the bathroom to take a hot bath, but when he thought that Gu Shaofeng was in his room, he seemed to be concerned about something, and went downstairs with his clothes and pants. Although the bathroom on the first floor was not as comfortable as his own room, as long as he Thinking of Gu Shaofeng's face suddenly appearing outside the bathroom door, he just ignored it.

Seems like it’s been a long time since you’ve cooked by yourself?

"Just ask Wu Shizhen to eat with us." He took out his mobile phone, and just about to make a call, Du Feifan's name suddenly popped up. There was a picture on it. He seemed to have worked his ass off since he hadn't rested all night. In the photo, except for the stairs, Du Feifei seemed to have marked a little blood stain on the ground.

Lu Yuanshan looked carefully. It was on the stairs of the library. Du Feifei also sent a voice behind him. The boy's voice was hoarse and hard: "We found this place with blood stains in the library where Lin Ping's body was found. Lin Ping's body was found at the emergency exit on the first floor, and this blood was found on the stairs leading to the parking lot on the first basement floor."

Almost as soon as he finished listening, Lu Yuanshan thought of it: After killing Lin Ping at the safe exit, the murderer dragged his body to the underground parking lot.Since St. Lucis University occupies a very large area, in order to provide students with a good learning and living environment, the school requires all cars to be parked in the underground parking lot of the library, so this place will not be closed, and the murderer dragged it from here It is not impossible for the corpse to reach the grove of the boys' dormitory.

So he asked Du Feifan: "Is there any blood stain in the underground parking lot?"

Du Feifei answered quickly: "No, except for the drop on the stairs."

It seems that the murderer came here to deal with the scene after the incident. At that time, the police quickly closed the school after receiving the report, and the dormitories were also guarded by administrators. Unless the murderer stayed out overnight, he would definitely be registered. He was still able to run after being discovered by Yang Shulin Going back to the scene of the first crime is enough to show that he also realized that the police would arrive soon, so he hurriedly dealt with the scene. Unexpectedly, he still missed a detail.

"According to the footprint analysis, the murderer was a thin boy, but how did a thin boy carry a dead body from the library to the grove?"

It was too late to eat slowly, so Lu Yuanshan sent a WeChat message to Gu Shaofeng who was still sleeping upstairs: "I will go to school to investigate the case, you wake up and go eat something by yourself." Then he went to the garage and drove a Ferrari. In fact, there are limited edition luxury cars famous all over the world in his garage, but he hardly drives them.

With the green light all the way, Lu Yuanshan arrived at the school in almost 15 minutes. He ate something casually on the side of the road to deal with the matter, and parked the car in the library. He rushed to the place where Du Feifei posted the photo. He did see When it came to that drop of blood, Du Feifan and the others had to separate people to guard every corner of the school, so they left after collecting evidence here. He asked Lu Yuanshan to look for him in the female dormitory of the East Campus. As for why he chose the female dormitory, man.

But Lu Yuanshan didn't want to go.

He wants to investigate the murderer's deception by himself.

The murderer will definitely act again tonight. For a criminal like him, the stricter the police, the more he will feel the importance of him. Presumably he will have a perfect crime tonight.

But how can there be a perfect crime in this world?As long as you are human, you will not be perfect.

"You must have a loophole." Lu Yuanshan walked around the parking lot, but found nothing unusual. There are people coming and going here every day, and the scene has long been destroyed. How did the devices hanging Lin Ping disappear?Why did Teacher Sun have his eyeballs poached?According to the police investigation, Cai Liu had not received any information asking him to go to Weiming Lake before his death, so why did he go to such a messy place with no one around?Chen Laoshi can still understand, after all, he is a cleaner, and the garbage after cleaning should be piled up in one place, so who waited for Chen Laoshi to show up and beat him to death?

The man who killed Chen Laoshi was definitely not small. This does not match the analysis of the owners of the footprints found in the woods. Could it be that Chen Laoshi's death was not the hand of this serial killer?You must know that it was Mr. Sun who was murdered for the first time. If it was related to the two cases of Weiminghu on the east and west campuses, why did he start provocation from Mr. Sun's death?

At this time, his mobile phone rang again, and he took it out to see that it was a series of unfamiliar numbers. He smiled wryly: "The efficiency of this group of people is really slow." Then he opened the lock screen, and the number sent was an email. Lu Yuanshan immediately clicked in, and within a few seconds, a line of text was displayed, and after a quick scan, there was a message below: "Mr. Lu, this is all the information that our detective agency can investigate so far. it works."

There is only one person's name on this file.

Zhao Yin.

He spent money to hire a private detective to investigate everything related to Zhao Yin, hoping to find out the common ground of the cases. He vaguely felt that these cases were related to him, and this Zhao Yin was by no means simple.

According to the data, Zhao Yin was born in a family of mathematics. His grandparents and fathers were all outstanding figures in the mathematics industry. Until the birth of Zhao Yin, his birth seemed to be a legend. It was the one where his grandfather solved an incredible math problem. At night, he frantically recited a person's name and recited the person's mathematical conjectures, and then Zhao Yin was born. He was born to learn mathematics. He could recite the multiplication table backwards at the age of three, and he had already finished college in junior high school. However, due to his poor family, he had to enter a high school in the county seat, and never had anything to do with mathematics until he was admitted to a top-ranking university, where his mathematical talent shined again, and he became the youngest doctoral student after graduation A few years later, he became the youngest professor at St. Lucis University.

Zhao Yin has never been in love, and there are endless girls who pursue him, but he doesn't care. Although he likes to see beautiful women, he has never been in a thousand flowers, and there are two experiences of being pursued. One is that a girl who was molested made a confession in front of the teachers and students of the school through the radio, and the other is that an unknown female teacher cried on the playground after being rejected, so that everyone passing by heard it.

Zhao Yin still has classes in the evening.

When he walked into the classroom, his brows suddenly frowned. Today was different from yesterday. The blackboard he used in class was so dirty that no one seemed to clean it. Because of Zhao Yin’s great reputation, all his classes were in this room. The classroom was going on, and he always thought that the school arranged for someone to wipe the blackboard for him, but now it seems that this person has neglected his duty.

He was standing on the podium, preparing to give a lecture, when a person walked in from the opposite door.

His pupils shrank slightly, but they quickly returned to their original appearance. He asked the students to open their textbooks and start talking about quadratic function columns today.

When class was over, on the roof of the teaching building, there was a distance of ten meters between the two men. The evening wind blew and the clothes swayed. Zhao Yin pulled away the Coke Lu Yuanshan handed him, and sighed: "I didn't expect you will come to me."

Lu Yuanshan also sighed: "I didn't expect that I would come to you again."

"Lu Yuanshan, the richest man in Xicheng City, came to me as a teacher several times. Why?"

Hearing his title, Lu Yuanshan didn't seem to feel anything. He said, "Maybe it's providing funds for you to study a certain topic."

Zhao Yin smiled slightly: "If this is the case, then we can sit down and have a good talk and make friends."

Unexpectedly, Lu Yuanshan waved his hand: "Unfortunately, that's not the case."

The two fell silent after that.

"I heard Mr. Lu used to be the champion of memory?" Zhao Yin seemed to have broken the deadlock, and Lu Yuanshan forced a smile: "It's an old thing, and now it's not as good as it used to be."

"Last time Mr. Lu pointed out a mistake in the Fermat's last theorem I wrote. Presumably Mr. Lu also has some research on mathematics." When it comes to mathematics, this man is a different person. He is so devout and so His enthusiasm, especially for someone with a high IQ like Lu Yuanshan, made his blood boil.

"My best subject is mathematics." Lu Yuanshan said, "Otherwise, I might not be the richest man in Xicheng City."

Zhao Yin said with a smile: "I have told many students about your case. It is a miracle that KI went public in just a few years."

But for the founder of KI, this miracle seems to be just an insignificant matter. The evening wind blew his short hair. For a moment, Zhao Yin felt that he showed the perfection created by God. It is believed that perfection only exists in mathematics, and that human beings cannot be perfect.

The same goes for crime.

"How about we make a bet?" Zhao Yin put down the Coke in his hand.

"How to bet?"

"We take turns counting, starting from 1 to 16, each person can count 1 to 3 numbers at a time, whoever gets to 16 first loses."

There was light in Lu Yuanshan's eyes: "Interesting."

"If you lose, don't come to me again." Zhao Yin seemed very confident in himself.

Lu Yuanshan nodded: "OK."

"You come first." After Zhao Yin finished speaking, he picked up the coke he had put down.

16 numbers, two people, each person can count 1 to 3 numbers each time, if you want the opponent to lose, you must reach 15 first, if you want to count to 15, you must let the opponent say any of 12, 13, or 14 first One, that is to say, you have to reach 11 first. If you want to get to 11, you must ask the other party to say any one of 8, 9, or 10 first. That is to say, you must reach 7 first, and so on. , Lu Yuanshan already had the answer.

"3." After he finished speaking, he lifted his foot and left.

When passing by Zhao Yin, he said: "I will come again next time, and I will buy you a Coke then."

Zhao Yin, who lost the game, saw him stepping down the roof, and for some reason showed a mysterious smile. This annoying president seems to be his lifelong enemy. Such a simple question should not be confronted with him. .

He even had a sense of sympathy: "Interesting."