Jania was still clutching the coffee cup in her left hand. She pretended to be at a loss and used her right hand to pull up the hem of her coat. In fact, she was confirming that she had brought a swing stick. Damn you bastards, she thought, she might have met a psycho. This isn't a writer and a psychiatrist, maybe it's two delusional people escaping from a mental hospital together. But where did they get the money?
"Do you want to go?" Zhou Wenxing was still talking to her, as if he was just asking whether there was sugar in the coffee.
Jania asked subconsciously: "Where to go?"
"maritime."
"Are you going to take me to Africa?"
Zhou Wenxing burst into laughter. He laughed so hard that Jania had never seen him laugh before.
"Jennifer, your brother is not in Africa," he said. "If you come out to sea tonight, you can see him."
This sounds like a completely crazy thing to say. But Jania didn't call the waiter over immediately, or simply got up and walked out of the restaurant. That's because there was really a suspense in her heart from just now. She didn't want to throw it out immediately, so she asked patiently: "What evidence do you have to say that?"
"It's the result of divination." Zhou Wenxing replied as if he was playing a prank.
Another silly joke. If no one was around, Jania might give him a good swipe. In fact, she could do this now, but she didn't think it was necessary. She looked into Zhou Wenxing's pocket and asked abruptly: "How do you know I have a brother?"
"Didn't you just admit it to yourself?"
"I only said that I have an older brother or sister, but you regarded him as a male." Zhannia asked, "Is this also the result of divination?"
Zhou Wenxing looked at the beach outside the window with relaxed eyes. He may indeed have guessed. Jania knows this. When hearing about an individual of unknown gender, most people who have not been affected by nurture will instinctively assume that it is someone of the same gender.
"Come to the sea," Zhou Wenxing said, "if you want to know."
"tonight?"
"Yes, only tonight."
"What exactly happened? How can I see him?"
Zhou Wenxing shook his head: "You won't know until you come."
"So can I bring someone else with me?"
"Sorry, that won't work. If you don't come here alone, I can't take you to see him."
When he responded, Jania decided she had heard enough. She took a deep breath and pushed the coffee cup to the corner of the table.
"I'm leaving." She stood up and said coldly, "If you want to find someone to play this kind of trick, I suggest you change places. Because if you come to harass me again, or if I see you harassing others, I will immediately Call the police over."
Zhou Wenxing pretended not to care. Zhannia tried her best to seize the opportunity to observe him inconspicuously, analyzing whether the subtle movements of his face revealed the elements of lust and inner lust. As a liar and perhaps a human trafficker, he is quite courageous. She really couldn't tell that he was nervous. So she turned around and pretended to walk away, but listened carefully to what was happening behind her, in case the person who didn't look aggressive grabbed the vase or a fork and hit her on the head.
——When Agent Dubois was still very young, that is to say, when she was still in elementary school, Jania met a new Chinese teacher. He looks very young and is very kind to the students. But Jania always thought there was something strange about him. She couldn't tell what the problem was because it was too subtle and minor. The teacher's eyes were always moving rapidly, his thumbs frequently twitched when he smiled, and his deliberately slow tone when talking to the students, as if he was savoring something... all of this made Zhannia feel strange. She couldn't help but keep observing him, and the longer she observed, the more the teacher noticed her. He began to treat her differently from other students, staring at her in class or talking to her between classes. Until one day after school, Jania could not find her textbook, even though she searched every corner of the classroom. That's when he came in and asked Jania what was going on.
I can't find my math textbook. Jania said.
The man said he would help find Jania. He said he would do anything to help Jania. As long as Jania is "good" with him. Because he likes Jania very much, and he knows that Jania likes him too. She always stared at him, longer than the other students. She must have been obsessed with him for a while, and as long as they were both "well" and not disturbed by irrelevant people, they could both be very happy. Jania thought carefully, then agreed. As long as Mr. Klein helps her find her textbooks, of course they'll all be "ok" - but first, she has to find her textbooks, or her mother won't let them be "ok."
Maybe you left it in the office, her Chinese teacher said to Jania, let’s go look for it together, okay?
But Jania didn't want to go. She tilted her head innocently and said she preferred to wait here. Other teachers might see her in the office, and the math teacher might hear that she lost her textbook inadvertently. She wasn't good enough at math to begin with, and she didn't want to irritate the teacher anymore. So she asked Mr. Klein to retrieve the textbooks for her because he was the best teacher she knew. As soon as the best teacher left the house, Zhannia didn't even take her schoolbag, and just ran all the way out of the school. She asked a woman with a child to borrow her cell phone and called her mother.
There were many other twists and turns before Lenny Crain was identified as the murderer of three child murders and sentenced to life in prison. Yu Qingshu was unwilling to talk to Zhannia about the details of the investigation and trial, but Zhannia still managed to learn a lot. She knew that before the police found three teeth belonging to different children from Klein's house, her best Chinese teacher insisted that she and Jania were in a relationship and that she had been expressing her affection for him.
Now that the bastard was going to jail for the rest of his life, Jania didn't really care what he said. Klein threatened to come find her after he was released from prison, so let him go. Since she's younger and smarter than him, that means as she gets older and more capable, the bastard gets older and more powerless. She was not afraid of such verbal threats, and once when she and her brother were arguing, she even deliberately admitted that Klein had dated her. That certainly wasn't very smart, and her brother was driving him crazy. And when her later two boyfriends really had problems, he always brought it out. That was total hysteria. If her brother had a way to break into the prison, he might shoot Klein in the crotch right then and there.
But there was one thing about Kollein that Jania had not forgotten. She didn't see it with her own eyes, but she never forgot it after hearing about it. It is said that when a policeman accidentally knocked over a flower pot at Klein's house and saw a small white shiny thing in the soil, he leaned down to check it out in surprise. At this time, Lenny Klein, who had always been soft-spoken, crept out of the bedroom, grabbed the coffee pot on the table, and smashed it hard on the back of the policeman's head.
The policeman should have survived. Jania figured maybe his colleagues saved him. But he also stayed in the hospital for a long time due to serious injuries. When Jania heard the story, she committed it to memory. That's right, Lenny Crane is in jail. But he didn't die. She knows that a person has unlimited possibilities before he dies. If Klein escapes one day, he will have to find a way to change his appearance, and then he may still come to her. Or maybe it wasn't Klein, but someone else. There was only one thing she had to learn, and that was not to expose her back to anyone suspicious without any precautions. Not in any situation or at any time, whether in public or in the dead of night - when Klein almost smashed the policeman's brains out, there were at least three other police officers standing outside his house, as well as two representatives from the school. A madman has no regard for the environment when he attacks.
Klein was still in jail, she knew that. But she had long made a conscious habit of keeping herself alert. Her observation skills are very keen, her eyesight and hearing are very good, and she always remembers to be careful behind her. Even though she couldn't see, she sometimes thought she could feel someone's gaze behind her.
That's what Jania feels now. When she left the restaurant table, she felt Zhou Wenxing's eyes following her. But somehow, his sight was so obvious, so... piercing.
Zhaniya felt as if her back was illuminated by two overlapping searchlights. The center of the overlap was the back of her head. The light is a signal, but what follows will be deadly gunfire and bullets. The thought made her hair stand on end. But what's going on? She thought a little puzzled that she had never felt like this before.
Zhou Wenxing's sight seemed to have temperature, which was bitingly cold; it seemed to have brightness, which was pale and bright. This unfounded imagination made Zhannia very nervous during the few steps to the door of the restaurant. She thought she might be shot. If she heard the sound of the safety being opened, she would immediately lie down on the ground and roll behind the nearby table and chair.
That scene didn't happen. In fact, based on Zhannia's observation, it is difficult to insert a gun inconspicuously into the pocket of clothes like Zhou Wenxing's. When she was about to reach the door, all she heard was Zhou Wenxing calling her pseudonym. Zhannia didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but the pressure from that gaze made her unable to ignore it. She stopped and turned to see what Zhou Wenxing wanted to do.
Zhou Wenxing was still sitting there, holding no deadly weapon in his hand. His eyes are still about the same size as all primates, they are just two very narrow windows, and there is no searchlight coming out of them.
He said, "Your brother is very good at shooting."
Jania turned and walked away. She walked very fast, almost half hopping, half running. Your brother is very good at shooting - she thought she heard correctly. It was very noisy in the restaurant, but she felt that she heard it right. What the hell. Did Zhou Wenxing guess right?
If he guessed, then he was really a master at guessing. Jania rarely felt that there was any way she could not catch up with her brother. She is very tall and has quick reactions. Although her grades cannot be said to be particularly outstanding, her mind is very flexible. These qualities are also reflected in her brother. They both learn new sports quickly, and Jania learns even faster when it comes to events that involve technique or balance. She could walk on a ball like a circus performer for at least ten minutes. Moreover, she is very accurate in reading dynamic things and has never lost in the cup guessing game. But when it came to shooting, or almost any game involving long-range targets, her brother showed an innate intuition for distance judgment. Malcolm only had a few opportunities to lend her brother his collection to play with. He didn't have as much time to touch the gun as she did, and he didn't have many opportunities and venues to practice. But he did learn quickly. If given the chance and time, he might be able to become a professional athlete, and both Malcolm and he felt that was very possible. But they all know very well that being accurate with a gun may not be of much help in becoming a business heir.
Your brother is very good at shooting. This sentence lingered in Zhaniya's mind. She had no intention of going to the beach all afternoon, but was busy in her room checking all the social accounts she knew of her brother. She studied the accounts that her brother had interacted with on the website one by one, and asked Hannah what kind of plug-in allowed her to view other people's hidden friends. Nothing much was gained, and Jania knew that her brother preferred to use chat software instead of public social networking sites. And she couldn't get her brother's password - she'd already tried it all last year. Her and her mom's birthday. His own birthday. Dates, words, and numbers that she thought might have significance. This wouldn't be possible unless she could find a way to meet a super hacker.
She didn't know any hackers, but Zhou Wenxing might know her brother. That wasn't just acquaintance, he had to be particularly familiar with her brother from a certain angle, otherwise he wouldn't know about the shooting. Zhannia was convinced that her brother had been playing two different roles on both sides of the family, so he would not tell what happened to Yu Qingshu to the other side. He would never go around saying he was good at shooting in a place where guns were banned. Unless that's someone he's very familiar with, someone who has nothing to do with his family... She does know such a person, doesn't she? She didn't know his full name because her brother rarely mentioned his hometown in front of her, but she knew he was a medical student. An introverted and taciturn person who doesn't like to joke. His last name was...her mother must have mentioned it once or twice...was it Sue? Is it Joe? Or...it happens to be Zhou?
This is a fantastic explanation. It seems that some of the problems can be explained, but it also brings more unreasonable places. Her brother's friend was once his classmate, which meant that they were not much different in age, and Zhou Wenxing didn't look that old. Medicine and psychotherapy can't be said to be the same thing, unless her mother was totally mistaken when they were chatting. So what other possibilities are there? For example, her brother's best friend also has a cousin? And this was an elaborate prank against her?
As evening fell, Jania was still thinking about it. Even when Anti-Pierre returned from the sea and showed Jania the sea snake skin she found in the sea, Jania was not even surprised. Yes, she had no idea how Miss Ondy found the sea snake's remains, but now Zhou Wenxing's invitation troubled her even more. She went to the restaurant with Mademoiselle Antiy during dinner and did not see the two suspicious people. By ten o'clock in the evening, Miss Ondy was already lying on the bed without any distractions, hugging the sea snake skin she found and falling asleep. Some ancient belief seemed to lead her to believe that the shedding of snakes would bring blessings.
Jania did not sleep. Her eyes were wide open, staring straight at the ceiling. She was still weighing what she should do. Finally, in the last few minutes before eleven o'clock, she quietly slipped out of bed. He arranged everything as quickly as he had done the night before and nodded silently to Onti. She wished her Aunt Pierre was as cool as the Tantric Priestess, because if she needed to make an emergency call later, the Tantric Priestess would be much more useful than the music teacher.
She slipped out the back door of the hotel again, taking her cell phone and swing stick with her. The sky is very clean tonight and the rain has stopped. Jania could see the sea glowing with tiny silvery lights under the full moon. She walked towards the rolling and jumping little pieces of silver, leaving a long trail on the beach. Jania looked down and looked around. The beach was very messy with people trampling on it during the day, but the latest footprints seemed to be hers alone. Was Zhou Wenxing already frightened by her?
By the time Jania reached the point where the waves were almost reaching her toes, she knew she was wrong. Zhou Wenxing and Chi Labin both came. They were sitting on a rather dilapidated wooden boat, illuminated only by the hurricane lantern in Chilabama. The boat ran aground on the beach, and the two men sat in it, amusing themselves. Zhou Wenxing held a folk guitar with a missing corner, while Chi Labin sang lazily. The lyrics were not in English, and before Jania could tell what language they were, they all stopped.
"Hello, Jennifer." Akurabin said cheerfully, "Are you coming to join our plan tonight?"
Although this was not a completely rational judgment, when Zhaniya saw Akarabin's presence, she somehow felt more relaxed than before. Of course two men are more difficult to deal with than one, but when she thought about not having to be alone with Zhou Wenxing, she thought it would be nice to have Chirabin - that didn't mean that she didn't describe Chirabin's appearance in detail in the message she left for Angti.
She quickly approached the boat and said hello to Akarahama.
"I was invited by your friend," she said.
"I know that. Zhou and I were discussing this matter just now. He said that you probably wouldn't come, but I didn't think so. I told him that you looked like a very courageous little girl and you wouldn't miss something like tonight. Such an interesting thing.”
"But what exactly are you planning to do tonight?"
"Didn't Zhou tell you?"
Zhannia glanced at Zhou Wenxing. The latter was smiling and putting the guitar on the side of the boat without giving her a word of explanation.
"I don't know," she said. "Tell me, Akarahama, what are we going to do tonight?"
Akarabin smiled and raised one of his bare feet and placed it on the side of the boat. The skin on his feet looked redder than the rest, almost as if they had been peeled. But the foot was very strong and powerful, and it made a clanging sound when it hit the side of the boat. Jania began to suspect that it was a prosthetic foot.
"Let's go see the sea monster, Jennifer." He said seriously, "The sea monster in the abyss, it will come out and sing on a full moon like tonight."
