After leaving the cafe, it suddenly started to rain. It was a perfect day to do something shady.
As soon as Mu Qingyun and Jia Junhao separated, she happily went to the library to read according to her schedule these days. After entering the library, she stuffed her bag directly into the storage compartment outside as usual.
The Imperial Library covers a vast area and has many collections. It is also adjacent to the university town and the science and technology center. Countless students and researchers come to report almost every day. Mu Qingyun was immersed in books as soon as he entered the door. Even the front desk suddenly started to make a fuss. The big gossip about her best friend and her ex-boyfriend getting together didn't attract her at all.
"classmate."
Mu Qingyun was studying when a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old suddenly walked in from outside. He found her right away as soon as he entered the door. He sat down and looked at her for a long time. Finally, he lowered his voice and said dryly, "Comrade, classmate, your bag." Someone has changed me. If you look at the outside, it’s the one wearing——"
"Classmate, the proof of the "four-color problem" you conducted here the day before yesterday afternoon had loopholes in the steps. "
As she spoke, she casually tore off a page from her notebook and copied the proof process written by the little boy the day before yesterday. She circled the loopholes and started writing comments.
The little classmate suddenly forgot what he wanted to say, his eyes suddenly became glued to his face, and his whole person became confused and nagging.
After Mu Qingyun finished writing, he handed the paper to her, stood up and left.
I heard the kid behind me gurgling non-stop, completely trapped in his own world and unable to get out, so I breathed a sigh of relief.
She often comes to the library, and she naturally has vivid memories of a few people who also came to the library frequently and were very distinctive.
The person who almost did something bad in front of me is one, I don’t know his name, he should be a student from Shuimu University. He comes here every day to study mathematical problems. In the past half month, he has been immersed in the classic four-color problem.
Mu Qingyun also saw that this child was very observant and smart, but he didn't expect that such a professional person came to change her bag, and he actually pierced it.
Fortunately, this kid has a bit of social anxiety. Even if he finds a problem, he doesn't dare to go directly to find trouble, otherwise this matter will become a bit troublesome.
Mu Qingyun stopped the child in the lake, went out to get his canvas bag, went shopping without a care, got rid of the people who were following him, and called Qin Xiaoshuang directly: "Xiao Qin, in two days I'll pick you up. It's time for us to close the net and go to the theater."
Speaking of which, Yu Qing was really cautious.
Occasionally, Mu Qingyun would inadvertently get rid of the people sent by this guy to keep an eye on him. Whenever this happened, Yu Qing would never let anyone force him to follow him. He looked as timid as a mouse, but if he really only had the courage of a mouse, , how could you just send someone to replace the bag without waiting for a second?
three days later
Mu Qingyun picked up Qin Xiaoshuang, sat in the car and turned on the on-board monitoring.
What appears in the picture is an abandoned unfinished building. On the ground floor of the unfinished building, Wei Shan is tied to a chair, rarely without makeup, revealing his original appearance.
Wei Shan's real facial features are very ordinary, the kind that you might not be able to find if you throw him into a crowd. At this time, he looks a bit listless and his face is covered with dust.
Yu Qing's round face was still so honest. He took out the account books of business profits over the years, as well as the hard drives and USB flash drives that stored various image data, and projected them on the big screen.
Wei Shan was stunned.
Looking at the picture, Wei Shan's memory suddenly became clear, and even what happened a few years ago was still vivid in his mind.
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Come on, why?
Wei Shan tried hard to convince himself, and suddenly raised his head and said loudly: "Lao Yu, I know you are under great pressure. You are an honest person. If it weren't for your wife, children and mother, you wouldn't do bad things, but don't think so much, they all They are bad people, let’s get money from them without any regrets——”
"This old man's name is Sun Zhen. He teaches in a small town. After his retirement, his family was demolished. He took a sum of demolition money and went to the city to live with his son in his old age."
Wei Shan was stunned: "Huh?"
For a while, his expression turned gray little by little, with strong fear faintly revealed in his eyes. He pursed his lips and stared at Yu Qing, then looked at the things projected on the screen, feeling a blood surge in his throat unknowingly. taste.
Yu Qing didn't look at Wei Shan's face at all, and shouted clearly and loudly everything Wei Shan had ever done, for fear that his voice would not be loud enough and God wouldn't hear him.
Out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but look at the ancient book that he had read several times.
This was obtained from Mr. Xiao Mu. It is the handwritten note of her great-uncle. Just looking at the handwriting, one can tell that it is written through the back of the paper. It was not written by a mortal.
He discovered a magic circle inside that could be used by mortals, called the Sin-Slaying Formation, which was used to cut off the sinful debts of mortals.
This formation alone was enough to make Yu Qing addicted to it. If his life wasn't still floating in the air with no where to go, he would definitely have to spend more time studying it.
But it's too late now.
After listening to the conversation between Mr. Mu and her senior brother that day, he made arrangements without stopping and replaced Mr. Mu's notes on the spot.
He bet that Mr. Xiao Mu already knew the notes by heart, and he just carried them around with him as a habit and didn't know how to read them.
In the cafe, he discovered that Mr. Mu obviously liked reading so much, but she had never thought of picking up this book and reading it. She would rather read boring newspapers and periodicals for others to read. It can be seen that she was indeed very familiar with the book and didn't even think about it. The desire to look again.
He also bet that even if the things were lost, Mr. Mu would not care.
To him, this book was like a heavenly book, extremely precious, but to Mr. Xiao Mu and the others, it probably wasn't that important.
Yu Qing really couldn't think too much.
He left the cafe, arranged for someone to steal the book, and went directly to the private hospital he often visited, where he found a doctor he knew well and had a CT scan of his lungs.
After getting the CT scan, the doctor he was familiar with changed his face and hesitated for a long time, only saying that he wanted to talk to his family.
There was a buzz in his mind at that time, but he was not too surprised. After all, he had expected it.
The doctor didn't say it clearly, but he could still understand the general idea - it had no therapeutic value, so conservative treatment was needed, and he should try to maintain his living conditions as much as possible, and hurry up to fulfill his unfinished wishes and do whatever he wanted.
How could Yu Qing be willing to do so?
He was just over thirty, not yet forty.
My wife is young and beautiful, and my son is still young.
He can't die!
