travel frog

In the wooden house, windows are opened on both sides, and the front door is wide open.The wind in late autumn is cool, blowing the tea smoke that rises curlingly, and it is also contaminated with a trace of refreshing plum fragrance that does not belong to this season.

A man wrapped in a thick cloak was sitting by the window, and he could see the red plum tree outside the door when he looked up. There was a kettle hanging on the stove in front of him, and the tea under it had been brewing for a long time.

Just as the driver said, he was exceptionally handsome, but there was a sick look between his brows.The hand that tapped lightly on the table was slender and thin, and the porcelain-like complexion made the ruby ​​ring on the ring finger stand out.

The cat that ran out of the briefcase got into the man's arms, and only a bunch of white hairs on the tips of its ears could be seen from the gap in the cloak.When Gin entered the door, the man was comforting it, with a familiar and friendly tone, and he was not even surprised by its arrival.

Gin was a little surprised by his not being surprised.

"Mr. Kurosawa, you are here." With one arm around the cat, Mr. Su Jiu raised his eyes to the door, smiled and beckoned Gin to come and sit down, and pushed a cup of hot tea to his hand.

Gin looked at the cup of tea, but didn't move.

Mr. Su Jiu looked at him and smiled, but didn't speak.

Taking a deep breath, Gin picked up the tea cup and took a sip before he nodded and said: "In this way, we have established initial trust, and we can talk about things later."

Qin Jiu didn't answer, and took out the power of attorney from the bag and put it in front of him: "I came here as agreed, I don't know what Mr. Su Jiu wants me to investigate?"

Mr. Su Jiu was not surprised by his reaction: "Mr. Kuisawa speaks quickly, so I won't play charades with you. Before you came, sir, you should have heard something about me, right?"

"I've heard it a little bit, but it's hard to tell the truth from the fake." Qin Jiu nodded.

"I don't know which version you have heard, but there is a sentence in every version: 'Mr. Su Jiu has a mental illness'. I have to tell you, this is true."

Mr. Su Jiu scolded himself, his tone was not much softer than that of the driver, on the contrary, he was so calm that it was almost terrifying, just like the rational and indifferent doctor who was used to seeing life and death but did not feel compassion when he gave the medical certificate, and the gin was in a trance Thought he was talking about someone else.

"There is indeed something wrong with my brain, because the memory I have is completely different from reality and other people's cognition. To give a simple example, in the eyes of outsiders, I am Mr. Jiu from the Su family. I am 25 years old this year. , poor health, frail and sickly, married the daughter of the richest man in Shuangxing Town when he was 20 years old, and the relationship between husband and wife is very good."

He told Qin Jiu about his "illness", but there was no confusion in his eyes, as if he had already understood the answers to all the questions.

"So, your memory is not like this?" Knowing that the reversal was coming, Qin Jiu couldn't help straightening his spine slightly.

"Yes." Mr. Su Jiu rubbed his temples. "In my memory, I don't have a wife. I only have a lover with whom I am in love. His name is Zhuang Wumei. He has the same name as my wife and looks the same. They are almost identical, except that their personalities are completely opposite."

"I remember how much I loved him, the love that made me toss and turn, and kept me awake at night. Whenever I think of his name, there is an unspeakable heat and excitement in my heart. So I want to find him, the real him."

As Mr. Su Jiu said, he pressed the position of his heart, his tone was restrained and gloomy, his voice was firm and frustrating, and there was no doubt about it.

Gin Jiu, a reinforced concrete straight man, a true insulator of love, actually has an illusion of empathy at this moment.

"Since you love each other so much, why can't you forget that you were married?" He asked calmly.

"It is impossible for us to get married." Mr. Su Jiu let out a long breath, with gloomy clouds in his eyes, and a violent storm brewing, "He is a man."

"..."

Invert again.

For a person with a bad mentality to sit here, it would probably be cracked on the spot.

Qin Jiu has met Zhuang Wumei before, she is indeed a beautiful but irritable woman.Although it is possible for a man to dress up as a woman, it is difficult for anyone in the world to pretend to have such a body shape, and it is also difficult to have an identical face.

Unless it is cultivated deliberately from an early age, it is almost impossible to smooth out the physical differences between men and women by external force.

Of course, if this world has non-scientific powers such as magic or bone shrinking skills, that's another matter.

As soon as Gin had this idea, the system prompt popped up in due course.

System prompt: Martial arts, magic and other non-scientific existences do not exist in this world.

"..."

Gin chose to pick up the teacup and drink two more sips to suppress the sudden shock and maintain his composure on his face: "I didn't expect Mr. Su Jiu's memory to conflict with reality so much, no wonder others would say that you are mentally ill .”

"Of course my brain is sick, it must be." Mr. Su Jiu smiled, "If I'm not sick, then it's the world... and everyone in this town who are sick."

The gin supported the frame of the mirror, and the gold thread dangled by the ears, casting treacherous shadows.

"Mister's words sound like he approves of the former, but he doesn't actually feel that his memory is wrong, does he?"

"Actually, everyone thinks so—I think I'm right." Mr. Su Jiu took the cat out of the cloak, rubbed its head, and let it lean against his arms clingingly.

"This cat is raised by me and my lover, and it's called Xunmei. But now, its nominal owner is my 'wife'. It's back, which means that the impostor is back too-you see Did you pass her? On the train."

"...Yes." Gin looked down at the cat, "This cat seems to be frightened by her."

"Sir, animals don't lie to people, and those who tamper with other people's memories would never think of tampering with cats' memories." Mr. Su Jiu held the cat's claws, his voice was soft, but the cold light in his eyes was as sharp as a blade .

Maomao looked up at him, his big eyes were filled with worry except his figure, and she gave a soft "meow".

Both are masters, worrying about one of them, but being so afraid of the other who has not actually hurt themselves, it is self-evident which is true and which is false.

Gin still wanted to be sure.

He poked the cat's little head, and when the cat looked over, he asked like he did when he asked it in the train toilet: "Is that man on the train...is your master? If so, shake the left ear, or shake the right ear .”

The cat pressed both ears down at the same time, hesitated for a long time, and shook its right ear lightly.

Almost at the same time, a prompt popped up on the mission panel: The completion of the main task [first ring]: 50.00%.

Qin Jiu and Mr. Su Jiu raised the corners of their mouths at the same time.The former is satisfied with finding the right direction for oneself, while the latter is the joy that one's expectation is not bad.

"Mr. Su Jiu, we now need to do a review on the timeline to find out when your wife replaced your lover—and the moment when your memory deviated from other people's memory."

Gin suggested.

Mr. Su Jiu had already expected that he would say this, and pulled out a file folder from under the table: "I have found many private investigators, and everyone asked me for this information, so this time I prepared it in advance."

"Thank you."

Gin received it and was about to open it, but Mr. Su Jiu added: "Those detectives disappeared the night before they handed over the results to me, and the only one that was handed over to me was exactly the same. I can’t see any flaws in the result, and I have sorted out this result and their investigation process, and it’s also in it.”

Gin froze: "Missing?"

"Yes." Mr. Su Jiu's face was flat, but his eyes showed the chill of late autumn's cold wind, "One of them told me that he vaguely remembered being threatened, but I asked him to recall the process of being threatened, but he said that It was just a dream. Now that I think about it, maybe it wasn't..."

"No," Gin interrupted coldly, "I also had a dream of being threatened by someone, on the train. But it was not just a simple dream."

Mr. Su Jiu was startled, as if realizing something, his eyes were as quiet as a deep pool.

"You have to be careful."

Those were the last words he said to Gin.

……

Leaving the Su family mansion through the back door, Qin Jiu's briefcase was heavy, which was the weight of the document Mr. Su Jiu handed him.

Of course, it was impossible for him to check such important things on the street, he had to find a place to stay first.

According to what the driver said just now, there are two hotels in the town, a new hotel and an old hotel. The driver recommended the latter for a good reason.

However, after talking with Mr. Su Jiu, Qin Jiu thinks that people in this town should not be trusted, especially those who give too clear directions, and should be more vigilant, so it is best not to go to the old hotel.

Let's go to the new hotel.

Qin Jiu raised his foot and was about to leave, but after a few steps, he suddenly paused and returned to his original place.

No, no.

He propped his forehead, carefully recalling the conversation with Mr. Su Jiu just now.

Mr. Su Jiu said that the previous private detectives disappeared on the eve before the results were to be given to him. The eve and the night indicated that those detectives had already found out the results, and there was a high probability that they disappeared while sorting out the investigation results at the place where they stayed.

Not all of them may have thought of the suspicious point of the hotel, so there must be some people who did not stay in the old hotel, but went to the new hotel, but they still disappeared in the end.

That being the case, the new hotel and the old hotel are not safe.There may be clues left in these two places, and it is necessary to investigate later, but they must not live.

After figuring this out, Gin decided not to stay at the hotel, but began to consider changing his foothold.

Where else can I stay besides a hotel?

As he was thinking, he walked slowly forward. When he passed a telegraph pole, he caught a glimpse of a small note pasted on it out of the corner of his eye.

Qin Jiu stopped his pace, went to the electric pole to check, and found the one he needed among the small advertisements of asking for a baby and cat hunting notices with a lot of money.

— Advertisement for rental of private houses.

Living in a hotel is not as good as renting a house, maybe you can trigger side missions, or have special rewards.

Gin wrote down the number on the advertisement, and found a nearby phone booth to call.The other side quickly picked up, and a clear and soft boyish voice came out of the microphone.

"Hello."

"Hi, may I ask if the rental advertisement you posted is still valid?" Gin asked simply and clearly.

"Of course it works. Do you want to rent a house, sir?" The gentle voice was full of joy, "If you need it, I will tell you the address right now, or I can pick you up—if it is convenient for you."

Is there such a good thing?

Qin Jiu didn't hesitate: "It's convenient, I'm in the red telephone booth to the east of the back door of Su's mansion, please."

"Okay, I'll go over now, just wait a moment."

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The author has something to say:

The plot needs a deputy CP: Zhuang Wumei x Mr. Su Jiu.

There are not many emotional dramas, mainly solving puzzles.