travel frog

Someone made it clear that they wanted to lure him over.

Gin Jiu left the mansion and walked slowly on the road. There was a newsstand still lit under the street lamp in front of him. He went there to buy a pack of cigarettes and a newspaper, and took a puff.

The choking smell of low-quality tobacco made him cough lowly. He brushed off the ash, rolled up the newspaper and held it in his hand, walked to the street where the new hotel was located, and entered the coffee shop opposite.

There are two rooms on the upper floor of the opposite hotel with the lights still on. Gin knew that one of them was lit for himself, so he was not in a hurry to find it. Instead, he sat by the window, put the cigarette on the left hand side, and ordered A cappuccino, and calmly shake out the newspaper.

The long hem of the camel coat hangs down at the feet, and the long legs with leather boots overlapped loosely.The light gray scarf half covered his face when he lowered his head. On the bridge of his nose, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses gleamed faintly, and bright golden silk threads dangled from his temples.

Gin is like an ordinary young gentleman, sitting in a 24-hour coffee shop, drinking coffee and reading newspapers.The handsome face and cold demeanor made passers-by couldn't help but look at him more, but when their eyes fell, they bounced away like an electric shock, and walked away in a hurry.

He sat in the store for a long time.

It was almost late at night, the streets were completely silent, and all the lights in the hotel were turned off. Only a few wall lamps were left in the lobby on the first floor, allowing faint light to leak out of the closed glass doors.

There were still three guests in the cafe, which made Gin look less weird.But he didn't take a sip of the coffee he ordered, and he didn't turn a page of the newspaper. Only a few cigarettes he bought earlier were missing.

Suddenly, the sound of falling snow sounded outside the window, gently echoing in the silent world.After a while, the sound of snow mixed with the breeze hitting the window, making a slight "bang bang" sound.

Qin Jiu suddenly felt a strange feeling, looked up out of the window, and saw the heavy snow of goose feathers dancing in the sky.

The wind and snow came suddenly and abruptly. Although it also fit the season, it was inexplicably weird.

He closed the newspaper and stretched out his right hand for the cigarette.He touched the smoke, and he was also taken aback.

Withdrawing his right hand, Qin Jiu looked down at the palm, this slender and beautiful hand covered with thick calluses was indescribably strange to him at the moment, even though nothing had changed, it was just out of place.

Where is it out of date?

Will a left-handed person subconsciously extend his right hand when holding something?

Realizing this, the scenery around Gin suddenly faded away like a melted mural, shattering and disappearing in a gray and white.

Almost at the same moment, he opened his eyes and found that he had fallen asleep with his head propped up unconsciously.

Strange, when did he fall asleep?

When Qin Jiu was puzzled, he suddenly thought of something, and looked out the window.It was a silent night outside, and the lights on the first floor of the new hotel were still on, but it wasn't snowing.

"Oh, that's how it is." He hooked the corners of his mouth contemptuously and clearly.

The same trick can be used on him once, because there is no root, no reason and no reason, so he can't find it.But repeating the old tricks, still in exactly the same way, isn't that a bit too contemptuous of him?

On the train, before dreaming, Qin Jiu also heard the same sound of wind and snow hitting the window as before. After the sound sounded, he began to dream. The difference is that the last dream was long, and this time there was only one scene in the dream.

Using a fixed method to make people fall asleep, this method reminded him of something - hypnosis.

The gin was picked up and the cappuccino was served to his mouth, his eyes wandered around under the cover of the glass.

At this moment, there were two other customers in the store besides him, one less than before he fell asleep, and the person who left was probably the person who hypnotized him.

He didn't observe the people around him carefully before, so now he can't remember what the person who left looked like.But it doesn't matter, isn't there a waiter here?

Gin thought about it, and when he lowered his head again, he saw a file folder and a pack of cigarettes on the table—not the cheapest one he bought, but expensive cigarettes in beautiful packaging.

Well, it's more convenient to ask the waiter and others that way, unless he's hypnotized everyone in the store.

Gin waved to call the waiter, pointed to the folder and cigarettes on the table and asked, "Did you see who put these two things on my table?"

"Oh, of course, it was left by a lady who claimed to send you materials, but saw that you were asleep and couldn't bear to disturb you." The waiter nodded, "She said that these are some supplementary materials she sent on behalf of your customers .”

additional materials?

Qin Jiu immediately thought of the information Mr. Su Jiu gave him in the morning, and immediately realized that this was a deliberate trick set up by that person to mislead him about the true source of the information.

However, he didn't show much emotion, but calmly picked up the folder and opened it, pretending to ask casually, "What does that lady look like?"

"Hmm..." the waiter thought for a while, "she is tall, wearing a loose red dress and overcoat, and a soft gauze hat with a veil, so she can't see her face clearly. Her hair is silver, and she is tied up in a bun. With an indifferent and unique temperament, he is the kind of person you will never forget once you meet him—just like you, sir."

"Thank you. I appreciate the compliment."

Gin got up and paid for the coffee, and gave the waiter a little extra tip.

"Is her hair curly?" Before leaving, Gin Jiu asked one more question.

The waiter took the tip and smiled, and blurted out without thinking: "No!...Ah, yes, it's curly hair, but not the curly kind..."

He was inexplicably flustered, and was anxious to change his words. Seeing Qin Jiu looking over, he smiled embarrassingly.

"Thank you."

Gin smiled back, took a look at the contents of the folder in front of the waiter, stuffed them back, put the cigarettes in his pocket, and strode out of the cafe.

Tall, red dress, silver hair, gauze hat...female.

Except that she didn't have curly hair, the "madam" the waiter said looked exactly like the woman Zhuang Wumei that Qin Jiu had met.

He is a smart man, and he also knows how to bribe the waiter to mislead him in key places.

Zhuang Wumei's big curly hair is a very obvious feature. When the waiter described the person's appearance, he didn't say whether the hair was straight or curly.

After all, there were other guests present, and if the waiter made up the appearance of that person, Gin would immediately reveal the truth if he asked others, so he could only choose to conceal the most conspicuous features.

It's a pity that he didn't think as much as gin gave him, and under the impact of the tip, he still slipped his mouth.

Well, now first rule out the possibility that the person who gave him the information is a female Zhuang Wumei, or it should be said that the probability of a male Zhuang Wumei is greater than that of a female Zhuang Wumei.

The lover in Mr. Su Jiu's memory should still be in this town.

……

Back at the residence, both Pei Yu and Zhang Ke had already fallen asleep, but left a note for Gin Jiu at the door, asking him to enter through the back door.

Gin went up to the second floor and entered his room. Instead of turning on the light in the room, he turned on the lamp on the bedside table, and began to check the two documents in his hand under the warm yellow light. The folder that Xin Xin handed over to him.

There are not many things in the folder, a stack of half-cut photos, a clipping newspaper, and a pair of iron-wood rings.

Gin first view photos.

Most of the photos were landscapes, and only a few of them showed the back of a person—wearing a black suit, a red coat, and long straight silver hair.

He picked out a few pictures with backs and looked at them carefully. From the reflection of the window in one of them, he saw a slightly blurred face with cool brows and a smile, as if he was looking at someone.

Qin Jiu was taken aback, and quickly took out the photos he found in the dealer's old house and pieced them together one by one. Almost every photo could be put together with another one, and this one where the face could barely be seen was the same.

In the complete photo, the young Su Jiu is looking at the person opposite, their eyes meet in the reflection of the window, and they are smiling at each other.

Gin put the two half of the photos close to his body, and then picked up the scrapbook, but saw that these were specially cut out, and the reports arranged in chronological order were all about the same thing - Mr. Su Jiu's mysterious lover.

From June to November five years ago, there were reports of different lengths on this incident, and some reports were covered with high-budget candid pictures, either in profile or from the back, basically only silhouettes could be seen.

As for the content of the report, there are all kinds of speculations, but there is one consensus, that is, Mr. Su Jiu's lover is a man.

Well, he admitted it himself.

These reports are different from the general perception of people in Tianxing Town. Five years ago, Mr. Su Jiu was married to his wife. How could there be so many reports about having an affair with another man for five months?

It always feels like something happened in another time and space.

Gin turned to the last scrapbook, and found that it wasn't about Mr. Su Jiu's scandal, but the news that he spent a lot of money to order a pair of rings.

The main body of this pair of rings is made of iron wood, and the inner ring is inlaid with 28 gemstones, which are inlaid with the 28-star host star of the outer ring, which is restrained and luxurious.

Needless to say, this is exactly the pair of rings that the folder is.

Gin picked up the set of rings, twirled them in his hands, suddenly felt that the evidence was paradoxical.

The person who gave him the evidence seemed to want him to continue the investigation. If so, what did he hypnotize him for?And using the same hypnotic technique as someone on the train, but doing something completely different from that person.

In the same way, one used this to warn him not to continue the investigation, and also warned the private investigator who had previously investigated this matter in this way.The other used hypnosis to deliver the clues himself. If it was really done by the same person, then he might not have a split personality.

Of course, the possibility of split personality is unlikely, and Gin actually prefers another guess. The latter person wants to remind him to be careful of the former person through this hypnosis, and maybe he left a reminder for him in that short dream.

Gin closed his eyes and recalled that brief dream, opened his eyes after a while, and took out the pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

His second dream consisted of only one scene, in which he reached for a cigarette with his right hand, and then woke up with a start.And the man deliberately put a pack of cigarettes on the folder, probably to remind him that the people who hypnotized him in the same way were related to cigarettes.Don't say it directly, probably because they are afraid of revealing their identities, or attracting the attention of those who are secretly staring at them.

Tomorrow, I will go to the Su family mansion again and ask Mr. Su Jiu about the ring and cigarettes.

Thinking this way, Gin opened the second folder.

He watched it all night with a desk lamp.

……

Today is the last day of the initial test of "The Restorer of Epoch". Hideichi Akai finished his daily routine and pressed his finger on the screen to poke the face of "The Restorer of the First Generation". He didn't want to quit the game even if he had nothing to do.

The second test doesn't know how long he will have to wait. Although his "first-generation restorer" will be bound to the account, he is inexplicably disappointed when he thinks that he will not see this game character who looks like an old friend for a long time.

Fortunately, his life is not all about games.

Akai Shuichi was poking at the computer screen boredly, when the cell phone next to him suddenly lit up, it was Toru Amuro's call.

"Hey, what's the matter?" He picked it up casually.

Amuro got straight to the point: "You want to investigate someone who looks exactly like Gin? Are you crazy? Do you want me to send you the phone number of the hospital first?"

"Kudo told you?" Akai Shuichi was not angry, leaned back on the pillow, and said lazily, "I have a good mind and nothing wrong with it. The reason why I asked Kudo to find Haibara to investigate this matter is because I Mihua Building met such a person—I remember I told Kudo about it.”

"Yes, but I thought it was your hallucination, because there is no one you mentioned in the surveillance." Toru Amuro said in a deep voice.

Akai Hideichi scratched his hair and sighed long: "If he wasn't in the surveillance, I'm sure I wouldn't be in it either, unless I'm really crazy, or I'm dreaming."

"..."

Listening to his sigh, Amuro felt that this man was completely hopeless in matters related to gin.

"I copied a copy of the Mihua Building's surveillance, and I'm currently interrogating the waiter who bumped into you. She is your only witness, and she will directly decide whether I will trust you or not—good luck."

"Thank you and wish me luck."

Akai Shuichi hung up the phone and looked up at the screen, as if he wanted to see the person hiding behind through the avatar on it.

"GIN, let them investigate so that you can get away easily..."