Four years of crisis [entertainment]

In University A, in Professor Mo's office, Guan Mingsong was discussing an academic issue with Professor Mo.

After the discussion was over, the conclusions gradually surfaced.Guan Mingsong suddenly said to Professor Mo: "Professor Mo, I have sighed many times. It is my blessing to meet such an open-minded and responsible tutor as you." , mediocre temper, but luck is always good."

Guan Mingsong’s sentiment is not wrong at all. It is really important to meet a good tutor for a Ph.D. .Professor Mo is kind and kind. He is very optimistic about Guan Mingsong and has been teaching him carefully.Guan Mingsong is a person who doesn't know much about things. Sometimes he is a little paranoid. He likes to argue with others on academic issues. Professor Mo has never been angry because of this.

Guan Mingsong feels that he is a very lucky person. He met Professor Mo when he was studying for a master's degree or a Ph. D.; when he fell in love, he met Song Jinfeng.

Professor Mo smiled slightly and said: "Ming Song, I told you on the first day you were my student, I never treat students as apprentices, I treat students as my academic colleagues, all of you You are young scholars, you can come to have academic debates with me, you can come to refute me. You like to hold on to a problem and argue with others. Maybe others don’t like it, but I like it best.”

After coming out of Professor Mo's office, Guan Mingsong stayed in the laboratory for a while before leaving.The reason why he left so early today was because Song Jinfeng invited him to drink in his single-family apartment today.Song Jinfeng has several properties, and this single-family apartment is one of them. It is located in a high-end community where many celebrities live.Guan Mingsong often feels that celebrities are really a huge profiteering industry.

Guan Mingsong didn't accept the house that Song Jinfeng gave him, and he didn't often go to Song Jinfeng's single-family apartment, so Song Jinfeng came to manage Mingsong's house most of the time.Song Jinfeng wasn't picky, he had lived in Guan Mingsong's house for a year, and he had feelings for it.It was rare for Guan Mingsong to agree to go to Song Jinfeng's house today, which made Song Jinfeng very happy.

Guan Mingsong planned to walk to the small square outside the west school gate first, where it was convenient to take a taxi.

Although the small square outside the West School Gate is not big, it is very interesting. There are flower beds trimmed in the shape of small animals, cute sculptures of children, swings, seesaws, and a detailed map of the capital city.When Guan Mingsong arrived at the small square, the small square was very lively. A group of children were playing on swings and seesaws. Couples were taking selfies in front of the flower garden. There was a young man standing in front of the map of the capital. Guan Mingsong saw the man, "Shua", his face turned pale.

Guan Mingsong could recognize it just by looking at his back. The man in front of him was the male fan who looked at Song Jinfeng's poster strangely that day.The map of the capital city was placed in the display rack, covered by a layer of glass outside. Because few people came to wipe it, the glass was covered with a thin layer of dust. The young man stretched out his fingers to paint on the thin layer of dust.

Guan Mingsong walked over calmly and stood beside the man. He saw that the man drew a complex polygon on the glass. Guan Mingsong's eyes fell on this polygon, and he memorized it silently.This polygon has a dozen vertices.Each vertex corresponds to a different position on the map. It is not easy to memorize the shape of the polygon and the map position corresponding to each vertex, but Guan Mingsong did not take much effort to memorize it. I have done subjects related to geometric models, and I am particularly sensitive to angles, side length ratios, etc. It is easy to memorize this figure.

Guan Mingsong glanced at the young man, and saw that he was unattractive, ordinary-looking, with a melancholy look on his face.

Guan Mingsong asked nonchalantly, "Brother, what are you painting?"

"Evil spirit," said the man.

"..." Guan Mingsong was speechless, and asked, "How does this look like an evil spirit?"

The man didn't look at him, and said softly: "You can't see the evil spirit because you haven't heard the revelation of the evil spirit."

Guan Mingsong thought silently: Is this a magic stick?

The man pulled out a tissue and wiped off what he had drawn.He put his hands in the pockets of his jeans and said quietly, "I've heard that." After speaking, he left.

Guan Mingsong looked at the back of the man going away, but did not catch up.It's very strange that when we met today, the man didn't have the dangerous aura from the last time we met. The man didn't look like a dangerous person, but rather neurotic.

Guan Mingsong took a taxi and went to Song Jinfeng's single-family apartment.He knocked on the door, and it was Tang Yuan who opened the door. Unexpectedly, Tang Yuan looked nervous.

"Brother Jin is on the second floor." Tang Yuan said, "But Dr. Guan, you can't go up now."

"what happened?"

Tang Yuan pulled Guan Mingsong aside and whispered in his ear, "The police are here."

"What?" Guan Mingsong's expression changed, and he hurriedly asked, "What happened?"

"I don't know either. The police who came suddenly showed the documents and said they wanted to investigate, and asked Brother Jin to cooperate to answer some questions." Tang Yuan said nervously.

After a while, footsteps were heard on the stairs, and two men in civilian clothes came down.It is not uncommon for the police to wear civilian clothes when they are engaged in criminal investigation work.Guan Mingsong's gaze was attracted by the man walking in front. The man was about 28 years old, tall, with broad shoulders and steady steps. Overall, this man had a bit of gangster air about him.Judging by the aura, this person should be the one with the higher authority.Looking at this person's face again, it turned out to be a thick face, with a high nose bridge, thick eyebrows pressing down on the thick and colorful eyes, sharp eyes, slightly fierce.

The man also saw Guan Mingsong, and his eyes lit up.When he walked to Guan Mingsong, he paused for a moment and asked, "Hey, is this guest of Song Daxing?"

His voice is thick, but his tone makes people feel impolite.

Guan Mingsong stretched out his hand to him with a smile, "Hello, officer, my name is Guan Mingsong, and I am Jinfeng's friend for many years."

The man sized up Guan Mingsong with shining eyes, and shook Guan Mingsong's hand perfunctorily, "My name is Lin, Lin Zichuan. What do you do?"

"A University is studying for a Ph.D." Guan Mingsong replied, "May I ask why Police Officer Lin is looking for Jin Feng today?"

Lin Zichuan smiled, "I'll just ask questions routinely, it's nothing serious."

Lin Zichuan was about to leave with his subordinates, when Guan Mingsong suddenly said, "Officer Lin, can you leave a contact information? If you are investigating a case, it would not be a bad thing for a few more people to contribute more clues."

Lin Zichuan looked at Guan Mingsong with great interest. After watching for a while, he laughed and said, "Okay, then add a WeChat. You are good-looking, so I have to contact you because of this."

Guan Mingsong added Lin Zichuan's WeChat account, and Lin Zichuan and his subordinates left Song Jinfeng's single-family apartment.Tang Yuan muttered, "This police officer is not only fierce-looking, but also a bit sloppy, I don't like it."

Guan Mingsong went up to the second floor, and Song Jinfeng saw Guan Mingsong coming, and said happily, "Honey, you're here!"

Guan Mingsong walked up to him nervously and asked, "What happened? What did the two policemen ask you?"

Seeing that he was nervous, Song Jinfeng pressed his shoulders and asked him to sit down on the sofa.Song Jinfeng went to the bar to get a drink, and said, "It's like this. Someone called the police and said that he was threatened with death by a strange phone call. 》, inspired by the evil spirit, to execute him.”

Hearing this, Guan Mingsong's brain "hummed", and his face was pale in an instant, and cold sweat broke out. "You can't see the evil spirit because you haven't heard the revelation of the evil spirit."——This is what the strange man said to him!

Song Jinfeng's attention was focused on the wine, and he didn't notice Guan Mingsong's strangeness, so he said to himself: "Are you saying it's funny? A person who wants to do bad things actually shirks responsibility on a song, saying it's because of listening to it." He sang a song, and heard the revelation of the evil spirit, and the evil spirit made him do bad things. Hehe, let me tell you, where are the evil spirits? It’s just the evil thoughts in people’s hearts..."

Song Jinfeng mixed a glass of wine, brought it to Guan Mingsong, and said excitedly, "Try it, I just learned how to mix wine."

But Guan Mingsong's face was pale, he stood up from the sofa, and held Song Jinfeng's shoulders in a panic, with such force that Song Jinfeng suffered pain.Guan Mingsong pinched Song Jinfeng vigorously, and said loudly with fear: "Jinfeng, you must be careful during this time, and take bodyguards with you wherever you go, do you hear me?"

Song Jinfeng was taken aback by Guan Mingsong's reaction, "Honey, why are you so nervous, isn't there nothing wrong with it?"

Guan Mingsong calmed down and sat down on the sofa slowly.Song Jinfeng sat beside him and said: "So far, nothing has happened, and that police officer Lin just came to ask questions routinely. Even if the person on the phone did something bad because of the 'evil spirit's call' , and what does it have to do with me and my "One Thought"? The so-called "evil spirit" is just an excuse that people make for themselves to do bad things."

Guan Mingsong looked deeply at Song Jinfeng, and asked him, "Is your job full recently?"

"That's not true, I have pushed a lot. No way, who told me to be red."

Guan Mingsong thought for a while, "Can you send me your itinerary?"

"I'll let Tang Yuan send you."

Guan Mingsong tasted good wine at Song Jinfeng's house, but he was always absent-minded.When leaving Song Jinfeng's house, Guan Mingsong told Song Jinfeng thousands of times that the security work must be done well during this time.Song Jinfeng agreed.

When he got home, Guan Mingsong printed out a map of the capital city, recalled seeing the polygon drawn by a strange man in the small square today, and reproduced it exactly. He compared it with the itinerary of Song Jinfeng sent to him by Tang Yuan It was found that Song Jinfeng's activities during this period were not at the apex of this multilateral row.Guan Mingsong breathed a sigh of relief.

Guan Mingsong took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, found Lin Zichuan, contacted him, told him everything about the weird man, and sent the restored polygonal photos to Lin Zichuan.