Not in reincarnation

Gao Zhenglin hesitated for a moment and said, "Could you please have lunch with me? Bring these things."

Song Zhaoshi frowned slightly: "Noon? Although I don't go home for dinner, isn't it good?"

"It's nothing bad, don't you want to know how your deskmate died?" Gao Zhenglin put his pen away and said casually.

This sentence was very level, and it directly hooked Song Zhaoshi's heart. She is a very emotional person.Seeing that Li Siyu clearly dislikes Han and Song Zhaoshi is a rotten girl, the two of them can be said to be in harmony with each other, but their relationship is good, which means that the two of them have broken through the boundary of "faith".

Sure enough, Song Zhaoshi agreed: "Lawyer Gao, where to eat?"

"The western restaurant next to your school, you can just ask the waiter when the time comes, I'll make a reservation later." Gao Zhenglin said and left.The students had completely returned to the classroom, and they were all curiously looking at this handsome man in a suit.The teacher who entered the classroom passed him by, but he didn't say hello, and the teacher only showed a faint look of doubt.

"Hey." Song Zhaoshi touched Zheng Jiang's arm, "Are you going too?"

"Ah? Why? I don't know you very well. Would it be too embarrassing to go there? Besides, what are you talking about, 'dead' and not 'dead'?" Zheng Jiang looked puzzled.

"Come on." Song Zhaoshi squinted his eyes and smiled, "You are definitely attracted to him. You have a good eye, so handsome."

The corner of his mouth twitched... Sister, you can't judge people only by their faces. My "predecessor" Zhang Yi is a bloody example.After a pause, the atmosphere became inexplicably depressed. "I'm at the same table, I'm dead." She turned her head to look in the direction of the podium, and tried her best to speak in a flat tone. "Why..." Although she knew it, Zheng Jiang was at a loss for what to do with her sudden calmness, her voice changed as if she had fallen from heaven to hell, and a chill came over her.

"I was found dead at the container terminal. The cause of death is robbery and murder, but I don't believe it. How much money does the student have, and she goes to the terminal to rob it. Her family is not there." Song Zhaoshi rested her chin, eyes emptied, His lips trembled a little, as if he didn't speak, but Zheng Jiang actually listened to every word.

His eyes showed so much nostalgia and loneliness that he didn't know how to deal with it for a while. "You said why didn't that handsome lawyer just take that thing away and invite me to dinner?" Song Zhaoshi asked with her chin propped up.

"Uh... I don't know either." Zheng Jiang went to get the gel pen that Gao Zhenglin had disassembled, and found the fluorescent indicator sticker.

There are characters on it, which seem to be Japanese hiragana:

ちりひひるひいさいさ (1).

Completely incomprehensible.

Song Zhaoshi said that Li Siyu likes to hide things very much, and it seems that he also likes to write passwords.Song Zhaoshi poked her head over and wanted to see it too, but the teacher had already started class, so she had to shrink back reluctantly.Zheng Jiang pulled out a piece of homework paper, wrote: "Does your deskmate know Japanese? This paper seems to be written in Japanese" and passed it to her while avoiding the teacher's eyes.

Song Zhaoshi opened the note, read the content on it, lowered his head to think for a while, and put the note away.Zheng Jiang didn't understand her behavior, and because he couldn't ask questions during class, he had to endure it until the end of get out of class.As soon as the teacher left, she dragged the stool to Zheng Jiang's side, grabbed the instruction sticker, and pulled his sleeve to signal Zheng Jiang to approach her.Zheng Jiang leaned over helplessly.

She looked at it for a long time before saying, "These are meaningless words."

"What do you mean?" Zheng Jiang looked at her.

"That is to say, it can't be formed into words. What are you writing it for?" She bit her lower lip and frowned.

"Wait, isn't she Ha Han? How can she write Japanese?" Zheng Jiang asked.

"Well, don't Korean stars also sing Japanese songs? I know a little Japanese, and she can't learn Korean, so she just learns a little Japanese." Song Zhaoshi patted her chest proudly.Zheng Jiang's heart suddenly beat wildly. Since it was a meaningless word, it might have something to do with the pronunciation.

"This, how do you pronounce it?" Zheng Jiang pointed to the ballpoint pen writing on the instructions.

"Ah... um," she said, scratching her chin, "these are... chi, ri, hi, hi, ru, hi, i, sa, i, sa."

"70... hi?"

"It's chi, ri!" She corrected dissatisfied.

"No, it's 70." Zheng Jiang wrote on the paper, "She uses the pronunciation, and uses this pronunciation to represent the number."

Song Zhaoshi opened his mouth wide: "Then... what is hi?"

"I just wanted to ask you..." Zheng Jiang said aggrievedly.

"Jiang Zheng, you are really an enlarged version of Conan!" Her eyes sparkled, "You are better than your husband!" So she ignored Zheng Jiang's words and threw another bomb.

"……husband?"

"Then do you know what the numbers represent?"

"Hey, what does 'husband' mean?"

"The 'i' in the back is probably '1', and the 'sa' is '3'! Well, what about 'hi' and 'ru'?" The child was determined to ignore him.

"What I just said casually may not be right. If it is wrong, we will be taking a detour!" Then we had to solve the password first.

"It's okay, I believe you!" The rotten woman's eyes sparkled.

"It's not a question of whether to believe it or not!" Zheng Jiang said awkwardly.

"In short, there is only one truth!" Song Zhaoshi compared Conan's movements.

"What truth? I didn't say to help you investigate!"

"Go ahead, Dad!" It was still ignored.

In order to wait until school is over, Song Zhaoshi has been sitting on pins and needles, wishing to turn the clock hanging above the blackboard a few times.But Zheng Jiang was more concerned about Gao Zhenglin's accident. Will he threaten his revenge plan?So as soon as school was over, Zheng Jiang took out his cell phone, which he had been holding so hot for a long time, from his schoolbag, and called Mi Liu.

"Hello?" Mi Liu answered quickly.

"I."

"Oh, classmate Xiao Shou." Mi Liu said lazily.

"Shou Peat. A lawyer named Gao Zhenglin just appeared and said he came to investigate the case." Zheng Jiang glanced at Song Zhaoshi who was packing up, to make sure she didn't hear what he was saying.

"It must be a beautiful boy." The tone was firm.

"What's the matter with Guan Meinan? You should investigate, right?" Zheng Jiang almost vomited blood.

"You must be in love~" Mi Liu's voice became excited, and Zheng Jiang seemed to be able to imagine the infinitely extending big waves behind her voice.

"You read too many novels." He said through gritted teeth.

"Gao Zhenglin is a well-known lawyer. He studied law at university, and the professor almost cried and begged him to stay in the school as a lecturer; when he was young, he went to study abroad to be gilded, and after he came back, he got the first place in the civil service examination; Interesting, for example, there is no definite evidence for this; the battle record is always victorious. Well, it feels quite tricky."

"...Young? How old is he?" Zheng Jiang made a complaint.

"...compared to you. He is... 26 this year." Mi Liu muttered.

"Are you married?" Zheng Jiang himself was startled when he said it, why did he ask this question?

"No... I just said you've taken a fancy to him! After all, he's a 'sea turtle', so he must be right for you..."

Zheng Jiang hung up the phone.

Today's women are all the same.

Song Zhaoshi had already waited for a while, and seeing Zheng Jiang hung up the phone, she asked curiously, "Who are you calling with? Your boyfriend?" The corner of Zheng Jiang's mouth twitched: "My mother. "

Mi Liu, who was eating box lunch in the office, sneezed.

"Huh?" Song Zhaoshi was disappointed and strange.Zheng Jiang smiled helplessly: "I have to report that I won't go home to eat."

"Is this why you can abandon your loved ones for the sake of love!" She opened her eyes wide and raised the corners of her mouth.

"...it must not be."

When they found Gao Zhenglin's reserved table, he was already eating.

"Lawyer Gao...don't we have to wait for the guests to come before eating?" Song Zhaoshi put the cardboard box on a chair beside him, and sat on the opposite side of Gao Zhenglin.Zheng Jiang looked at the only empty seat next to Gao Zhenglin.

Song Zhaoshi smiled.

Gao Zhenglin stared at her, chewed for a while and swallowed it, and said slowly: "Did you bring your current tablemate? Then I'll order another one."

"Uh, didn't you order three steaks?" Zheng Jiang looked at the order list on the table.

"Two for me." Gao Zhenglin lowered his head and continued to pick and pull the steak.

"..."

Soon the steaks were served, and everyone ate in silence.But the restless Song Zhaoshi finally couldn't help it: "Lawyer Gao, just tell me what you need!" Gao Zhenglin nodded and reached out to her. Song Zhaoshi immediately picked up the cardboard box and put it in his hand.

"The password left by Li Siyu is in the pen. If I guess correctly, there are also fluorescent indicator stickers in other opaque pen barrels." He said while disassembling the gel pen.Song Zhaoshi stared at Gao Zhenglin's hand, and looked at Zheng Jiang from time to time, which made Zheng Jiang's hair stand on end.What the hell is this kid thinking about! "There are Arabic numbers next to it, which should be the reading order of the instructions." Gao Zhenglin put the instructions on the table and sorted them.

Zheng Jiang said: "Because the instructions are not long, I can't write too many words." Gao Zhenglin glanced at him, lowered his head and said: "These are Japanese hiragana characters, every two or three or four, there will be a gap .”

"Hmm! Jiang Zheng said that the pronunciation of these hiraganas represent numbers!" Song Zhaoshi said. "Then you should crack the first one." Gao Zhenglin pushed his glasses. "Uh... there are still a few that can't be solved." Zheng Jiang said. "You read, I'll listen." Gao Zhenglin said.

"Hmm..." Song Zhaoshi held the instruction sticker, and Gao Zhenglin took out a pen and paper to record.

"chi, ri, hi." Gao Zhenglin replied almost immediately: "704."

"4?" Zheng Jiang and Song Zhaoshi called at the same time.

"I don't know where the dialect is, that's what 4 is called..." Gao Zhenglin looked away, and then urged, "Keep going."

"Hi, ru, hi." "464."

Received the questioning look, Gao Zhenglin was very indifferent: "Dialect."

"i, sa, i, sa." "1313."

"This is the first instruction sticker." Song Zhaoshi put down the instruction sticker and picked up the second one.

"But I don't understand what it means just by looking at the numbers." Gao Zhenglin complained.Zheng Jiang nodded in agreement, and then received Song Zhaoshi's ambiguous gaze.She said softly: "Husband sings, husband follows!"

Satisfied to see the black lines on Zheng Jiang's head, she continued to read: "i, i, chi, ri." "1170."

"i, e, sa, i." "1231."

"Huh? This gap is so big... sa, ru, e." "362."

"E, ba." "28."

Zheng Jiang looked at his records and thought for a while, but he had no clue. "Read it later." Gao Zhenglin stopped Song Zhaoshi and looked at the record in distress.Song Zhaoshi kicked Zheng Jiang under the table, and Zheng Jiang looked at her suspiciously.

She said with her mouth: "Quick kiss him."

"..." Can you draw me a mind map of a rotten girl?Gao Zhenglin who didn't know anything: "Ah, I'm so distressed."

"..."

"Hey, do you have any idea?" Gao Zhenglin looked up at Song Zhaoshi, who was winking at Zheng Jiang.

"...Sorry to bother you?" Gao Zhenglin looked back and forth between Zheng Jiang and her.

Song Zhaoshi wants to cry but has no tears. "Don't fall in love early, it's easy to die." Gao Zhenglin said.

"Who fell in love with him early!" Song Zhaoshi was furious. "Okay, then think about it quickly." Gao Zhenglin knocked on the table.

Zheng Jiang held his chin: "What is the most common contact with high school girls?" Thinking about it, we can only start from this aspect. If we don't rely on the things next to us, we can't write the password.

"Mail order advertisement? Phone number?" Song Zhaoshi said. "... Advertisement?" Gao Zhenglin said.

"Well, it is often passed around in the class. Cosmetics, skin care products, and food." Song Zhaoshi said.

"Barcode?" Zheng Jiang asked.

"No, then there is no need to leave a gap, the barcode is very long." Gao Zhenglin said.

"Cornet?" Song Zhaoshi asked.

"...This is very possible, but why did you write the cornet as a password?" Gao Zhenglin said. "That's not it." Zheng Jiang said.

"These numbers are very strange. Look, the largest number is 1313, and the smallest is 28. The span is too big." Gao Zhenglin took off his glasses and wiped the lenses.

"Is Lawyer Gao myopic?" Song Zhaoshi asked suddenly.Gao Zhenglin frowned slightly, obviously surprised by her sudden question, but he still said: "No, I used to be short-sighted, but after the operation, it's gone."

"Then you still wear glasses." Song Zhaoshi pouted. "Don't you think it matches my clothes?" You raised your eyebrows.

Zheng Jiang and Song Zhaoshi are in the black line.

"What else does Li Siyu have?" Gao Zhenglin put his glasses back on.

"It's gone, just those magazines." Song Zhaoshi said discouragedly. "Magazines..." Zheng Jiang quite likes magazines, and thin novels, heavy novels are tiring to hold.

Wait, magazine?

"What did you think of?" Gao Zhenglin asked Zheng Jiang. "If the number represents the page number... how many pages are there in a magazine?" Zheng Jiang asked.

"Generally it's less than 100 pages, maybe no more than 200." Although Song Zhaoshi didn't quite understand, she still answered. "What book has more than 1000 pages?" Zheng Jiang asked, suppressing his inner excitement.

"More than 1000 pages?" Song Zhaoshi lowered his head and thought. "And it's a must for high school students." Zheng Jiang added. "...Modern Chinese Dictionary." Gao Zhenglin said. "This is it!" Song Zhaoshi jumped up.

"I'm talking nonsense, so it's not necessarily true." Zheng Jiang waved his hand.Gao Zhenglin pressed his hand and said, "No, if according to what you said, each string of numbers represents a page number, then the corresponding page number is the word or the pronunciation of the word."

"Ah! You!" Song Zhaoshi stared at Gao Zhenglin's hand, blushing immediately.

Gao Zhenglin:?

Song Zhaoshi fell down clutching her nose: "This world is so beautiful..." It seemed that she could ascend to heaven with peace of mind.

"..."

"What happened to her?" Gao Zhenglin looked in surprise.

The corner of Zheng Jiang's mouth twitched: "She's a rotten girl." It's so embarrassing, I don't know her.

Gao Zhenglin said "oh" in understanding, and Zheng Jiang withdrew his hand from him, but he grabbed it back again, and Zheng Jiang looked at him puzzled.

"In other words, she treats us as a couple?" Gao Zhenglin lowered his voice.His voice is very good, the voice is electrified, it becomes very sexy when it is lowered, and even makes Zheng Jiang's heart skip a beat.

"...I'm sorry to trouble you." Zheng Jiang said carefully not to be too explicit.

"It's okay." Gao Zhenglin said lightly, but his fingers inserted into Zheng Jiang's, and began to rub vaguely. It was itchy and crisp, and Zheng Jiang was trembling all over.

"It seems that you are not so straight." He moved closer to Zheng Jiang, and the tip of his nose almost touched.I'm not straight, I'm curvy, the ambiguity fades away, I'm going to be hard!

Zheng Jiang stepped back a bit: "Lawyer Gao...?"

What the hell kind of god is this unfolding!

Gao Zhenglin smiled, let go of his hand, sat down and took a sip of coffee. "I'm just kidding."

"Huh?" The span is too big and the brain crashes.

Song Zhaoshi jumped up, pointed at Gao Zhenglin's nose and cursed: "Scum Gong!"

Gao Zhenglin smiled and drank his coffee without saying a word.

After wiping off his sweat, Zheng Jiang said, "Song Zhao, let's decipher the rest."

Song Zhaoshi gave Gao Zhenglin a hard look, angrily took the instructions, and began to read the pronunciation.After finishing recording soon, she tore the paper from Gao Zhenglin's notepad and put it in her trouser pocket. "...Miss Song, that's my paper." Gao Zhenglin finally couldn't bear it anymore.Song Zhaoshi shrugged: "I can't help in vain."

"Surreal, the little girl of today." Gao Zhenglin pushed his eyes and frowned.

Song Zhaoshi was triumphant: "Jiang Zheng, let's go~"

"Ahh..." Zheng Jiang had no choice but to get up and follow her, at this moment Gao Zhenglin shouted: "Student Jiang!"

Zheng Jiang hesitated, but still looked back at him: "What's the matter?"

"Leave me a phone number." The tip of the pen was already on the notepad. "This is not good." Zheng Jiang carefully looked at Song Zhaoshi's face.The woman felt a needle in the bottom of her heart, and Song Zhaoshi was so angry that her face flushed red.Sure enough, she said angrily: "Why don't you stay!"

……Eh? !

"Well, Mr. Gao, why do you want my mobile phone number?" He cried. "A date? A date? 'My dear, I want to invite you to a movie' 'Where shall we go for dinner today?' 'I don't want to go home tonight, we...'" Song Zhaoshi said to herself. "Student Jiang seems to be very knowledgeable about this password. If you have any questions, I will call you." He smiled.Song Zhaoshi wailed: "Damn it, my blood tank..."

Gao Zhenglin didn't even look at it, and said, "And Song is also very concerned about the case." No, she cared more about our "basic relationship", Zheng Jiang roared inwardly.

"I really want to know who killed Li Siyu." No, she wants to know how we will develop our friendship, Zheng Jiang cried out in his heart.

"After all, there is a deep relationship between them." No, she paid more attention to the live BL love drama in front of her, and Zheng Jiang burst into tears.

"So leave your phone number." So why mine and not hers!Zheng Jiang wrote the phone call angrily while complaining inwardly.Damn, I change my card more often than you change your clothes. Do it.

Song Zhaoshi pretended to be arrogant, but she was actually looking at this side all the time, and hurriedly urged Zheng Jiang after finishing writing. "Thank you for your hospitality." Zheng Jiang bowed slightly to Gao Zhenglin, and ran away with Song Zhaoshi.