People's eyes can often reveal a lot.
Liang An understands this deeply. When he was in school, he often served as a class committee member to handle affairs or send and receive homework for the teacher. In other words, during that time, he was actually quite keen on the feeling of communicating with others and controlling the situation, so as to escape from other things.
He wasn't really cut out for that job. After all, as a face-blind person living in a school full of uniforms, the inability to distinguish people's faces means that he needs to pay more attention to some unique characteristics, such as the length and color of hair, the different shoes and socks he often wears, and people's voices.
The price is high and it’s easy to get distracted.
It's okay to stay alone in a corner, but daily communication requires more attention and observation. However, since he started memorizing the seating chart of the class every time after taking office, he only needs to rely on other observations to confirm the target in chaotic and urgent moments.
But at least that time wasn't nothing for him. It is not the cultivation of so-called leadership skills that people often talk about, but the ability to observe people's words and emotions.
For him, this is a very basic skill.
Under normal circumstances, as long as someone glances at his direction, he can tell whether the person has not done his homework or is looking forward to sending homework for correction, and he will secretly comment on it.
In the world of normal children, this might be a relatively pathological habit that would be found to be offensive, but Liang An still needs to argue for himself.
——This is not a habit that comes out of thin air. It has many strange roots.
Even though he had already decided to put behind those past events that no longer need to be investigated, and decided not to let himself wander blindly into muddy waters and look for trouble, Liang An would sometimes laugh at himself. He had always treated Jiang Qiu as a weird genius. Taking advantage of it, in fact, I don’t want to show off too much.
It's just not that obvious, and it was covered up by a more special person, and it even almost deceived myself.
But one thing is certain.
Whether as a liar or as a weirdo, he can be a pretty good example.
After all normal observation methods were proven to be ineffective, Liang An finally decided to temporarily abandon the rules he had followed in order to break away from the past, and instead used a more unorthodox method to break the situation.
The innocent may not necessarily have open eyes, and the criminal may not necessarily have hesitant eyes.
As an occasional optimist, Liang An will not force himself to imagine the most difficult opponent, nor will he decide that his current approach is "unproductive", but he always needs an opportunity called a last resort.
"I may need more cooperation from you next, and I may not necessarily explain the reasons to you in time."
Because of this, he first went to Jiang Qiu, who was willing to help, and got vaccinated first.
Jiang Qiu was puzzled, but still nodded.
"No matter what I say in the future, don't ask any more questions." At the same time, Liang An was actually more worried about whether there might be any other trump cards hidden here than worrying about the time it might take.
For example, listening equipment - although electricity cannot be spread all over the place here, he will not take risks even if there is a slight possibility of exposure.
"Can."
After explaining the arrangements beforehand, Liang An turned around again and let his eyes wander on this island that had an unknown amount of deliberate arrangements and unexpected factors. What he could see was more of an excuse than an opportunity.
Since the opponent has planted his own leads on the island, he must also be fully prepared and target all possible factors.
Almost everyone on this island is suspected. Their strangeness may represent a motive or may be due to other reasons. The rules of those who were chosen to gather here have emerged. What remains to be grasped is the exact position and the truth buried underneath.
Seeing the people gathered together gradually disperse for their own purposes, without even having time to cast curious glances, Liang An finally started the most basic reasoning and elimination.
From the perspective of the perpetrator, what is to be done? How to do?
In addition to this abstract reverie, there are of course more real and practical actions.
"Don't make the same mistake twice..."
He stretched out his left hand, looked at his empty palm, and then slowly turned his wrist over.
It's like trying to hide items that are invisible in the sun into the shadows under your fingertips.
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Under the afterglow of dusk, the shadows of the trees were swaying, and their movements were almost chaotic.
And when a figure is hidden in it, it is not obvious.
Especially when the figure is completely still, the human face under the backlight angle can even blend into the shadows of tree trunks and buildings, turning into the same dark color.
However, standing quietly, the man's skin color is actually whiter, but it is therefore easier to reflect the bright red aftertaste of the morning sun, almost blending into the environment - this may also be the result he wants.
He is known to hide in places where no one can see him, usually doing something sneaky.
But Wen Yiting really didn't seem to have that kind of elegance.
His eyebrows were knitted together, and his facial expression was tense. Comparing it with his skin color, you could see that his face was actually a bit white, perhaps due to excessive nervousness and exhaustion from blood loss. He looked at the small gray box with dirt still on his fingertips, staring at it as if he wanted to take it apart with just his eyes.
This is obviously irresponsible speculation.
He himself stood still, but time kept flowing. While observing, Wen Yiting slowly rubbed his fingertips from the smooth surface to remove some of the soil residue.
After a long time, under increasingly dimmed vision, he gritted his teeth again to suppress the curses that blurted out, his expression extremely ugly.
Perhaps it was because he discovered something unusual that ordinary people could not identify during the long and careful investigation, or maybe he just discovered the fact that he had been deceived and deceived.
Upstairs, Wang Chuyue, who had been told by her daughter to rest first, also looked out the window. She looked around at the layout, her cloudy eyes were in a daze for a moment, and her wrinkled cheeks turned to the window...
Then she turned her head suddenly, as if she had been bitten by a poisonous snake.
She seemed to be able to see a different scene from it, so that the scene that was so indifferent and almost the same as before seemed to have other meanings.
Meanwhile, at the other end of the building, in a clearing not too close to the Jungle Mosquitoes.
Li Fengnian's eyes wandered away, and there were so many thoughts in his mind that he even wanted to let the little girl squatting by the grass not far away and look at the grass out of his sight.
"What is she doing?"
A warm and gentle voice came from behind him, making Li Fengnian stunned. For a moment, he didn't even realize who was speaking, and what exactly he was asking was "who is doing what."
Turning around, he saw it was Jiang Qiu.
