"Sorry, I don't know the reason why my father committed suicide. It was also my negligence. I was too busy at work to take care of it... I was also quite surprised."
Shao Zi held on to the earphones and opened a bottle of Coke, sipping sparingly while listening to the conversation accompanied by rustling background sounds.
That was Tong Hongguang's voice, and Shao Zi still felt a bit of pain in his head from hearing it. No matter how gentle and pleasant a voice was, it was hard to have any good sense after listening to each other for almost an entire afternoon.
"It's not your fault, alas..." The voice on the other end of the phone sounded quite young.
Shao Zi checked and found out that it was an old friend of Tong Yachang. He is a very talkative retired old man, "Who would have imagined this? How could your father be such a good person...Old boy, he thinks carefully about things for others, is very patient in everything he does, and helps others. He is also a warm-hearted and good man.
I didn’t believe it at first when I heard people say that someone was harming him and wrongfully accusing him - but then I thought about it, he is such a good person, who would harm him? "
I don't know if Tong Hongguang was disturbed by Niwai, but Shao Zi was so embarrassed that he got goosebumps all over his body.
He quickly picked up the Coke and took another sip.
"Thank you for your compliment. My father...the police said that there is really no possibility other than suicide." Tong Hongguang seemed unwilling to talk more about this topic.
But the other end of the phone seemed to be still interested and kept talking, "Why do you think he did this? He has everything he should have, and he is at this age. It is not easy to retire. Alas... life is really unsatisfactory. But what makes him unhappy to do this? I have been friends with him for decades, and the saddest time to see him was when your mother passed away.
Oh, yes, you were abroad at that time, and he didn’t remind you. I thought it was outrageous and went to ask him. He was still crying at that time - it was the first time I saw him crying so miserably, because I was afraid that it would affect your studies.
Alas, it was my sister-in-law who had a bad life. She got that kind of terminal disease, which cost money and could not be cured. I also tried my best to collect money, but in the end, I failed..."
Tong Hongguang was silent for a long time, just listening to his old friend on the other end of the phone rambling on without a response.
Shao Zi turned up the volume of his headphones and was quite interested in his reaction.
"Okay, thank you for your concern, I have something else to do here..."
Unexpectedly, Tong Hongguang ended the conversation very perfunctorily, and even interrupted the topic, which was a bit rude.
Shao Zi frowned, somewhat interested.
"How was it?" Mo Yunwan came over to take a look after finishing his work.
"Why are you so curious about this case?" Shao Zi was also surprised. "The cause of Tong Yachang's death was very simple, but the autopsy report came out so early. I thought you were being perfunctory. But, good guy, I'm afraid you didn't do it." All night?"
"It's really nothing out of the ordinary, so I just finished writing it after thinking about it." Mo Yunwan spread his hands, "I'm just curious, what kind of case can make you so miserable. And it's all suicide."
"Just like when you're curious about your idol's case?"
Mo Yunwan habitually wanted to contradict him, but he couldn't find the evidence to refute and had no choice but to shut up.
"I told you to show some respect to our Victim No. 2. He is not dead after all. Everything is 'suicide'. What is that...attempted suicide? Besides, it took so long for the case to be finalized. I still said it yesterday. When I saw you coming to look up the case file, do you really think there is something fishy in it?"
This time Mo Yunwan was honest and actually nodded.
Shao Zi was even more surprised than before, "Do you admit that that is your idol?" He said and checked the computer to make sure that he would not miss Tong Hongguang's new call, "Explain?"
Lu Yao seemed not to know what he was smelling, so he quietly came over. The two people seemed determined to listen to Mo Yunwan's story.
"Do you know the reason why I think it's strange?" Wen Gui asked. Mo Yunwan didn't give the two audience members a chance to answer, and directly continued the second half of the sentence, which was very rude.
"When that thing died, my first reaction was, is there some conspiracy in it? Late-stage cancer, parties - especially cross-dressing parties, suicide, these elements come together, do you think it's like A bit vulgar...the plot of a novel."
"Actually, I also think the suicide note is strange, but considering that he is a novelist and has a rich imagination, it should be normal to have a sense of ritual before death." Lu Yao raised his hand to answer.
Shao Zi looked at them having an imaginary party and held his chin up, feeling very interested.
"But when I actually saw that case, I felt that everyone was stupid. If this plot had happened in the book named Chen, he would not have just been scolded for being unsafe. Anyone who mentions his name in the future will automatically add this paragraph. Amnestics to avoid the level of trash that can’t be discussed.”
Facing his field of interest, Mo Yunwan showed no mercy at all.
"Indeed, we became experts in mediation at that time." Shao Zi finally had the right to speak, "Everyone does have the possibility of murder, and the scene was made to look like a murder. Those people were all wearing weird clothes. , and they were very serious about identifying whether the other party was the murderer, and each of them had their own ideas.
I almost thought it was an act to trick us, and I checked several times to see if the body was real. There was a Bear Bear here, and this old Mr. Chen, the Bear Bear, also brought the Bear family. When I came out of there, I felt like I was in another dimension.
Fortunately, Liang An was more tolerant and endured listening to those people's shameful remarks to investigate. He quickly figured out the suicide method that he disguised as murder, and hurriedly persuaded those who were making noises like they were going to blow up the building before reporters rushed over to put that person to death. Case closed. "
"Yes, otherwise I would have imagined what would be written in the newspaper." Lu Yao opened another bag of biscuits somewhere and wanted to hand it to Mo Yunwan but was intercepted and snatched away by Shao Zi. "What famous novelist?" The Blizzard Villa incident happened in the family - not to mention, some people will think that it is a villa and it is a Blizzard Villa. It sounds good and some people want to click on it and watch it.
Those who criticize and label the incident randomly are just to make him more popular; or you can also take the route of conspiracy theory, and why a house full of children suffers a tragedy on their birthday? Is it because of the sinister human heart or because the inheritance is too tempting... Then to sum up the incident, It's not a farce. "
Lu Yao would indeed be dishonoring his talents by not becoming a reporter.
"What I mean is that even though Chen Wenxi is a bad old man who spends his whole life writing low-quality books just to make quick money, he would not design such a noisy ending at the end of his life."
Mo Yunwan closed his eyes, "I do hate him more and more, but there has always been a big feature in his books. All endings are not open-ended, and all details and even the fate of all characters must be shown.
Especially in the last few films, he pays more and more attention to the so-called "sublimation" at the end. Everyone must have their own changes, or upgrades. He may write the story sparsely, or the logic is so weak that it cannot be defeated, but he will not let his ending be "disgraceful". "
"So you think the story he designed is not in line with his pursuit?"
"I actually thought about it for a long time after I quit my fandom," Mo Yunwan put down his hand. "He has changed, but I haven't. But that doesn't mean he is wrong, because this is his book, and it is up to him how he wants to write it. thing, except that we might not be the people he wanted to write to. I try to accept it, but I can't.
But I know what his purpose is. But after this incident happened, do you understand? I think the design of this incident is different from any of his previous works. It is a pure farce. "
"...That's all." After a moment of silence, Mo Yunwan murmured.
Shao Zi drank the last sip of Coke and glanced again in the direction of Mo Yunwan, who was sitting thoughtfully.
"Just in time, let's do something interesting." He looked at the screen - Tong Hongguang still hadn't made another call.
"If I remember correctly, you have already heard him make more than 20 phone calls. At first, he didn't answer the phone, but then he called back one by one. It's only half of it now."
The technical support Lu Yao just provided obviously didn't stop his homework. "Why did he suddenly stop for so long? He doesn't even go to the toilet like this."
"Maybe he has reached the point, but I want to take a look." Shao Zi sneered. He patted the handle of the chair that Lu Yao had moved over to listen to the story. , is there a voice changer software? How can that thing be connected to the phone? "
Lu Yao was suspicious, showed him the device, and then took it back and tossed with it.
"Yes, the female voice should be softer, the kind that makes people feel fragile and cry if they say harsh words... This is good."
Shao Zi conducted while testing the tone and timbre.
Finally, I was satisfied with the adjustment. I recorded a few more words and experimented with them. I didn’t feel that there was much dissonance. He then ordered Lu Yao to store the adjusted parameters.
"What are you going to do, hook up with a suspect? Are you crazy?" Mo Yunwan was stunned by his operation.
"It's nothing like that. It's just that people like this are generally very gentlemanly. What they want is sudden impact."
Although Shao Zi had nothing on the surface, his resentment had been settling for a night, and he finally found a place to express it.
He also turned around and rolled his eyes at her, "He has heard both Lu Yao's and mine's voices, especially mine. The time I sat face to face with him, I was so numb that I had no idea. If I had a better memory, I would reveal the secret with just one sentence. How about you come?"
"If this operation of yours is discovered, and people spread the word, think clearly, you will become the fun of the team."
Mo Yunwan was really kindly reminding him, and he didn't even have time to think about how to maximize the situation within the scope of watching the fun, so as to find greater fun for himself.
Of course, it may be that the emotions just now are still trapped in him and have not yet calmed down.
"Senior Brother Tong, I am Teacher Tong's former student. That incident was on the hot search..." However, it has already started here.
Not to mention, the tone of voice is really similar, and the flow of sentences is just like that of a soft girl. Lu Yao specially opened a channel and pieced together the voice converted by the voice changer with the voice on the other side of the phone. He and Mo Yunwan listened there with earphones.
The content was still the same, basically following the pattern of a dozen previous phone calls, including shock, inquiry, and emotion.
Shao Zi acted with all his heart and was well prepared. He could even make up "his" current job and name in quite detail.
Tong Hongguang's answer was also very gentle. I wonder if the bonus of the "soft girly voice" carefully selected by Shao Zi played a role in it - although his tone has not been much different in these dozen phone calls.
"...So Brother Tong, when will the teacher's funeral be held? We senior brothers are all very grateful for the teacher's teaching..."
Shao Zi paused for a moment, showing a pretentious hesitation, "I want to see the teacher off for the last time, and I will also go and see my master's wife."
The other side stopped again and was quiet for a moment.
Shao Zi closed his eyes, seemingly not getting an answer. But he smiled.
"Officer Shao, I know it's you." Tong Hongguang sighed, "It was indeed my oversight. I should have chosen to trust my own memory - I remember the names of every student of Tong Yachang."
