Detective Academy Q's live-action version of Wen Bai is a big boring show!

Zhushan raised his hand holding the drawing board, looking at the drawing board, the picture he drew himself, feeling a little complicated in his heart.

Wen Bai looked at Zhushan's movements and didn't speak, he didn't worry anymore, because Zhushan already had his own choice, he just had to wait.

"Before the incident, someone sent me an email." Sure enough, a few minutes later, Zhushan opened his mouth automatically.

Wen Bai looked at him and motioned for him to continue.

"The content of the email is, are you satisfied with your current life? If you were given another chance, would you still choose this way? These words were very tempting to me who was under a lot of pressure when I was studying in Class A. So I went back and asked him what to do so that he would have the opportunity to choose again, so there was the incident of disappearance and amnesia." After Zhu Shan finished speaking, he put down the painting and looked at Wen Bai.

Wen Bai: "Who is the sender?"

Zhushan: "I don't know. He calls himself 'God', but he didn't mention his specific name."

God, Wen Bai frowned slightly, he seemed to remember something in his mind, but he still needed some other clues to stimulate him.

"Is Suzuki the same as you?" Digi asked.

Zhushan turned his head and looked at the digital, "Yes, both of us have received that email, and the planning text message about the disappearance."

"SMS?" Wen Bai's eyes lit up.

"Yes." Zhushan nodded.

After a while, he pursed his lips again and said, "However, according to what you said. If angels are not free, isn't there nothing free in the world?"

Wen Bai chuckled. He felt that it seemed suitable for the protagonist, the Virgin Mary, to heal others. Unfortunately, the Virgin Mary and the protagonists were not there, so he said, "The most free people in the world are still human beings."

Zhuma frowned, "How is it possible, aren't we forced to do things we don't like, study, cram school, grades, college, and even work."

"Yes, they are persecuting, but have you ever heard the saying that you will reap what you sow, or that if you are young and don't work hard, the boss will be sad." Wen Bai said.

"What are these...?" Zhushan was puzzled.

Wen Bai smiled, "You may not have heard it, this is an ancient Chinese saying, which means that how much effort you put in determines your future. For example, if you are forced to study now, then you will definitely have a lot of knowledge in the future , and this knowledge will allow you to gain a foothold in society. For another example, you are now being forced to enter a famous university. A diploma allows you to choose a job independently, instead of finding an unsuitable job after graduating from a second-rate or third-rate university. You will feel that these have little impact on the future, but you will only find out when you really enter the society. The effect is great, not You can imagine. In other words, your life without freedom now is an effort to have freedom in the future.”

"Understood?" Wen Bai looked at Zhushan with a confused expression on his face.

"However, there is nothing I want to study in a famous university. So, learning what I don't want to learn is not a kind of coercion? Besides, after learning what I don't want to learn, in the future, when I leave the society, work will inevitably be involved with study. Isn't that also coercion? Have you lost your freedom?" Zhushan quickly smoothed things out and raised his own questions.

The number on one side silently gave up listening to their conversation, he was already messed up.

Wen Bai looked at Zhushan with both eyes, "Then, you have to use your best grades to fight for freedom."

"Fight for freedom?"

"Yes, the freedom you get now is not aboveboard, is it? But if you use your best grades to fight with your parents for the university you want to go to, what you want to learn, and what you want to do after you finish your studies , isn’t that just aboveboard freedom?”

"..." Zhushan stopped talking.

Digi has already put his chin back, he really, really, really, really, really never thought that Wen Bai would have a day to argue with others, and he still calmly persuaded others, even laughing many times!

Isn't this shit going to end the world? !

Wen Bai glanced at the shock on Digi's face, and thought silently in his heart, did he talk a little too much?

He is not sure if it is much or not, but he is sure to digress. He is actually trying to influence and even heal the Zhushan in front of him. Is he infected by the Virgin Mary disease... Moreover, he has no freedom to persuade others Is the pursuit of freedom a disease of the brain?

"Ahem, speaking of which, don't you and Suzuki know who 'God' is?" Wen Bai decided to bring the topic back.

"Ah? No, I don't know, that person didn't mention his name." Zhushan replied, looking at Wen Bai with a trace of admiration in his eyes.

Wen Bai didn't notice, he pondered for a few seconds, "Then do you know how he knew about you and contacted you?"

"Huh? This... I don't know." Zhushan scratched his head, his face lost the gloomy expression, he really looked like a boy next door.

Wen Bai frowned, Zhushan didn't know who the god was, but the god knew who Zhushan was, and was still suffering for learning, which meant that that god should be the person around Zhushan, or... He remembered, that People, people from the cram school!Because he vaguely remembered that at the end of this TV plot, that guy seemed to say that a cram school was originally a partner, but he had to step on others to climb for grades, and he laughed at that time while watching.

But who is the person who said these words? Wen Bai tried his best to recall but couldn't remember more things.

"It's not early today, I'll go first, if you think of anything, call... the number." He pointed to the direction, and it was the last number standing blankly.

Zhushan nodded and watched Wen Bai go away.

Seeing Wen Bai's figure walking farther and farther, Shuji came back to his senses, hurriedly exchanged mobile phone numbers with Zhushan, and then trotted to catch up with Wen Bai.

"I said, Liu, you are abnormal today!"

Wen Bai glanced at him expressionlessly, "What about now?" There was a cold look in his eyes.

Digi touched his nose, "It's normal now," Wen Bai's eyes turned colder, Digi quickly waved his hands, "No, no, that's not what I meant, I wanted to say, why do you know that person is pretending to have amnesia, and, You still told him so many...uh...that...reason?"

Wen Bai looked straight ahead and said, "I guessed it." His tone was serious, not at all joking.

"...Are you kidding me?" Digital looked disbelieving.

Wen Bai sneered, "What did you investigate again?"

"Uh..." Shuji closed his mouth, and thought in his heart, Wen Bai is indeed a bit abnormal today, at first he was so talkative, and now he is a little irritable, so scary...

"What time is it?" After walking a few steps, Wen Bai in front suddenly spoke, obviously asking for the number.

Digital looked at his watch, "[-]:[-], shall we... go to dinner?"

The noon sun was scorching hot, Wen Bai felt the sticky feeling of sweat on his head, and shook his head, "I'll go home, see you at the base at one o'clock in the afternoon."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left, leaving Digital alone in a mess.

So... what the hell did he do this morning?Follow the stream survey?But he didn't find out, and was very confused by Liu and Zhushan's words... Sure enough, he was played by Liu again...

When I got home, I took a shower, and washed out the white half-sleeves that I wore in the morning that were soaked in sweat. I lay lazily on the sofa and felt the cool air from the air conditioner. More and more virtuous.

The hot weather made Wen Bai lose his appetite to eat, so he simply took a nap, Wen Bai didn't get up until the alarm clock rang, and put on another white half-sleeve without any hassle, Wen Bai looked at the closet full of various styles of black and white clothes, inexplicable Some speechless.

Before going out, he took a bite of a peach that was washed yesterday and put it on the living room table, and the hand that closed the door paused, Wen Bai swallowed the pulp in his mouth, went back and took a peach and put it in his bag.

When we came to the base, only Shuigai was lying on the sofa half dead, holding a small fan in his hand to cool down.

"It's coming, it's not even one o'clock yet." The digital voice also looked weak.

Wen Bai took out the peach from his bag and threw it directly towards the sofa, and the number hurriedly caught it, "For me?" His dazed eyes suddenly opened and turned into big and small eyes uncoordinatedly, which was very joyful.

Wen Bai glanced at him expressionlessly, and he immediately understood, "No, I didn't ask anything haha." Then he bit the peach, just like biting Wen Bai's paralyzed face that seemed to be shaking.

"Hey, where did you buy this peach, it's so crispy, and it's quite sweet!" Digital was chewing on the pulp, and his articulation was a little unclear.

Wen Bai sat at the long table boredly, turned on the digital laptop on the table, and said, "The supermarket at the gate of the base."

Digi's eyes flickered watching Wen Bai's movements, but he just said "oh" without saying anything else, obediently nibbling on the peach in his hand.

His computer has never been touched by others, just like he never runs around with others on a hot day.

But Wen Bai is always the exception.

There are quite a lot of things on the digital computer, but this notebook itself has been modified, and it is not the first time for Wen Bai to play. He is familiar with the game and found a game he is playing now from a pile of half-written programs. Then concentrate on... Check the digital customs clearance records.

Tsk tsk, I have only passed the sixth level, and I have already passed the eighth level. Wen Bai took a meaningful look at the digital, and the digital trembled twice. I don't know what the little ancestor wants to do, but he is sensible and doesn't say anything. Experience told him that if you get to the bottom of it, you will die..

Browsing through a few games casually, Wen Bai found that he had basically played them all, and it was a little boring. After looking at the time, it was almost one o'clock, and other people were coming soon. Just as he was about to turn off the computer, he heard the computer beeping A time reminder appeared on the desktop, "July 2007, 7, Tokyo time 12:12."

..........

Wen Bai stared at the string of time until it disappeared automatically, then sighed in his heart.

Wen Bai in 2007 should not be the current Amakusa-ryu, he should be still in junior high school at that time.

But if there is really a Wen Bai in junior high school in China, then who is he?Or, what?

Therefore, even though I have been melancholy in all these years, I dare not start to investigate whether there is a Wenbai in China.

"Liu, what are you looking at?" Digi gnawed on the peach, and took a wet towel from the side of the sofa to wipe his hands.

Flow, Wen Bai was called back to his senses, Amakusa flow, he was thinking wildly again.

"It's okay." His face returned to expressionless, and in fact it has always been expressionless. When he is emotionally stressed, his face will only be slightly stiff.

Watching Wen Bai close the computer, Digi just wanted to say something when he heard the sound of the base door being opened.

"Hey, digital and streaming have come a long time ago!" It was Q's voice.

"It's really early, but the base is too hot, and the digital and streaming can't stay." Mei Nanhui followed behind.

"By the way, have you found anything in your investigation?" Mrs. Jin said at the end.

Wen Bai moved his hands away from the computer, "Digital and I went to see Zhushan Yuki in the morning." The cold voice sounded, but unfortunately it didn't have the effect of cooling down.

The rest found their seats and sat down to listen carefully.

"He didn't have amnesia, all of this was planned by a man who called himself 'God'."

"God?" Q was a little surprised. "Then who is that god?"

"do not know."

Mrs. Jin answered at the side, "The flow is really powerful. I almost got beaten up when I went to find that Suzuki Caixiang in the morning, but then again, how do you know that Zhushan has amnesia?"

Wen Bai looked over blankly, "I guess." Tell the truth.

The author has something to say: call me Jack Su~~~~~~