Chapter 5 The Sundial of Reincarnation Four...

The hand that emerged from the shadow suddenly opened its fingers and grabbed Shen Wei's feet fiercely.

Zhao Yunlan suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Shen Wei's arm, and dragged him half a step back.

"Oh, yes, I suddenly remembered," Zhao Yunlan said as he flicked soot into the shadow, the black hand in the shadow seemed to be scalded, and he shrank back suddenly, he said eagerly, "You Look at my memory, this case has been turned in a hurry, what kind of cooperation method does the school need, I have to chat with your principal or secretary, so that I can contact them for me?"

Until then, Shen Wei finally glanced at him, only then did Zhao Yunlan realize that the corners of Shen Wei's eyes were slowly drawn into a line from the end of the eyes, slender, like the thick ink that was swept out when a thick ink was written on the head, The appearance of looking slantingly behind the transparent spectacles almost caught people's hearts.

In the dim corridor, those eyes suddenly reminded people of the ghost novel, the banshee's heart beat, and then put it on the pen and paper on the portrait of the scholar - even if the person in the painting is bright as the moon and warm as jade, she always Inevitably, he was infected with the author's peculiar aura.

Afterwards, Shen Wei showed a smile: "That's right, I really can't help me here, and I may also add to the chaos-the offices in the south are all from the Department of Mathematics, you can just go in and ask, and I'll go talk to the principal. Say it."

"Thank you." Zhao Yunlan stretched out his hand that had been in his trousers pocket, smiled and shook hands with Shen Wei, and said goodbye in a calm manner. Then he beckoned to Guo Changcheng, turned around, and took the trainee with him. Sheng walked to the office area on the other side.

However, after Guo Great Wall took two steps, he looked back in a strange way.

He saw that Shen Wei hadn't left, the man with glasses was standing there, took off the glasses, held them in his hands, and wiped absently with the corner of his clothes, the eyes that had been dodging before were now staring at Zhao Yunlan. In the back, his eyes are very deep and far, dark, his expression is like nostalgia, like restraint, contains some kind of nostalgic nostalgia... and seems to contain some kind of deep pain.

Shen Wei's shadow was dragged long behind him in the dimly lit corridor, looking lonely and sad.

Guo Great Wall had an inexplicable feeling, as if he had been standing there for thousands of years.

Shen Wei kept watching Zhao Yunlan turn around, and then he noticed Guo Great Wall who turned back.

The young professor showed a polite smile, put on his glasses again, as if he put on his irrelevant painting again, nodded to Guo Great Wall, then picked up his lesson plan, turned around and disappeared into the elevator Inside, as if everything just now was just the illusion of a trembling little intern.

"Zhao Chu, that person just now..."

"Didn't you realize that this is not the so-called 'Mathematics Department' office?" Zhao Yunlan interrupted him, stretched out his hand and touched the dusty windowsill, and casually twirled the dust on his fingertips. He said blankly, "We were led into the ditch. Do you think it was a coincidence, or did that Professor Shen do it on purpose?"

Maybe it was because Zhao Yunlan looked younger, or maybe it was because his attitude was always very easy-going and friendly, Guo Changcheng gradually became more courageous, and he asked: "Then why let him go? I mean, if he They brought us in on purpose, why..."

Zhao Yunlan held the cigarette in one hand and put the other in his pocket. He looked back at him in the haze of smoke, and Guo Changcheng couldn't help but stop his mouth.

"He's an ordinary person, I've checked it out just now. You're new here, it doesn't matter if you don't understand, we'll teach you slowly in the future." Zhao Yunlan's voice lowered, "In China, we and others The rights of colleagues in the department are basically the same. When there is no evidence, they can ask questions and ask citizens to cooperate. They can be suspicious and even detain them in accordance with the law, and bring people for interrogation. In a dangerous scene, something really happened, and no one can take the responsibility."

His tone was not severe, but gentle, but probably because the corridor was too cold, Guo Changcheng shivered.

Zhao Yunlan turned his back to him and continued, "You can probably imagine that most of the cases in our hands cannot go through the normal prosecution process, so in some cases, we have the 'person' executed on the spot. Power, this kind of power... is a dangerous thing sometimes, so we have a set of rules that we have to follow, do you know what the first one is?"

Guo Changcheng shook his head uneasily, and found that the other party turned his back to him, and he couldn't see his movement, and his face suddenly flushed.

"Whether you are dealing with a human being or a ghost, as long as there is no conclusive evidence, you must assume that he is innocent." Zhao Yunlan patted the black cat's butt, "and you, fat fat man, what was that just now, flattering. Just like a stupid dog."

The black cat patted him unceremoniously, jumped out of his arms, and walked in front of the two men aggressively: "I just think something is wrong with that Professor Shen, I can't say what's wrong, but let me get close to him. I feel very comfortable."

Zhao Yunlan pointed out coolly: "You are also very comfortable when you are close to the wandering spirit, especially you like to bury small fish in the yīnxué where the corpse is hidden."

The black cat flicked its tail and said disdainfully, "You know that's what I mean, stupid human."

Guo Great Wall: "..."

The corridor was getting darker and darker. It was as if they had walked into a dark passage that would never end. Zhao Yunlan took out a lighter from his arms and lit it with a "click". The small flames danced uneasy in the darkness. He quietly tore a small opening in the endless darkness.

The smile on the man's face disappeared, and there was an unhealthy pallor on his face under the firelight, looking a little tired, but his eyes were extremely focused, as if it was deeper than the darkness around him. A smell of corruption came from the depths of the darkness, and Guo Changcheng couldn't help covering his nose.

"I hate this kind of corridor that is coiled in a circle," Zhao Yunlan said softly, "I hate all round things, life and death, endless."

Guo Changcheng's nerves were stretched to the extreme with his voice. At this time, he suddenly heard a "click" in the dark, and in the flash of lightning, Guo Changcheng couldn't help but think of the sound of bullets being loaded on the TV. Before he could open his mouth to ask, he felt something softly sighed behind his neck, Guo Changcheng jumped up, and then he heard Zhao Yunlan say lightly, "Get out of the way."

The tone was as if all he was holding was a plate of hot dumplings, and it was an understatement to let people get out of the way, don't touch them.

Fortunately, before he could speak, Guo Great Wall was so frightened that he threw himself out.

Gunshots rang out in the dark, and Guo Changcheng heard a heart-piercing scream from behind him—if he had hair, it would have exploded higher than when the fat cat Daqing was touched. Feeling that his chest was empty, Guo Changcheng almost suspected that he had been scared out of a heart attack.

He sat on the ground and glanced back awkwardly. With the weak light of Zhao Yunlan's hand, Guo Changcheng saw a black shadow the size of a five- or six-year-old child on the wall. At first glance, it seemed that someone was standing on the wall. A layer of ink was applied on it, and there was a "bullet scar" at the heart of "it", and with it as the center, a blood red was spreading outward, as if it would also bleed.

"What is that?" Guo Great Wall asked in a scream that was unfamiliar to him.

"It's just a 'shadow' - don't get excited." Zhao Yunlan stretched out his hand and wiped the shadow on the wall, and the blood-red liquid ran down his fingertips, rustling like an old cháo wall. fall down.

"What... the shadow of what?"

Zhao Yunlan paused for a moment, then turned his head halfway, and smiled strangely. For a moment, Guo Great Wall even felt that his soul was seized by the other side's terrifyingly black eyes.

He heard Zhao Yunlan say softly in a creepy voice: "You know, sometimes, a person has more than one shadow."

Guo Great Wall didn't say a word, and slid down the wall behind him like a noodle.

Zhao Yunlan: "..."

"It's all your fault." Daqing cocked his tail and circled the fainted Guo Great Wall twice. This unlucky little intern had already gone further and further on the road of "one dizzy every day", and the black cat was dissatisfied. Flicking his tail, "What good will it do for you to stun him?"

"I didn't do it on purpose." Zhao Yunlan stretched out his foot and gently kicked Guo Great Wall, and the intern slid down his calf without responding, "Who knows that this product is still voice-controlled, two sentences will make you faint. ? At most I thought...he would pee his pants or something."

Daqing: "..."

"In this way, I can use adult diapers to offset his bonus." Zhao Yunlan leaned over and lifted Guo Great Wall up, slung his hands on his shoulders, looking like he was carrying a sack of potatoes, and he threw it along with his pace. Throwing it away, he moved briskly, but his tone was very indifferent, "Tell me, who is this kid's relationship with? It's annoying to put it under Laozi's eyes."

"It is said that the leader of the ministry who has just been airborne is the uncle of this kid." Daqing said.

Zhao Yunlan asked blankly, "That fool doesn't know that the special investigation department is not transferred by the Ministry of Public Security? Or does he want to give his nephew a 'died in the line of duty'?"

Daqing snorted: "If you have the ability, don't come to me, throw the order in front of people's faces, call people stupid behind your back, call each leader in front of you, and call them even more kissable than Daddy, the old cat I also lived a few times. Thousands of years old, I have never seen such an unscrupulous 'Lord'."

"Losing the rules is small, starving to death is big." Zhao Yunlan pinched the butt of the cigarette and slapped the cat on the forehead lightly, "I also ask you comrades who have nothing to do all day long to feel their conscience. Your organization, the salary and bonus that you pay in the card on time every month, the big and small benefits given during the New Year and the festival, and the right to not be obstructed by any other department when you do things, all come from the wind? What is morality? Can I eat it? Is it delicious?"

Daqing, who has been eating imported cat food so that his body shape has become more and more international, silently shut up.

The "soul-suppressing masters" of the past dynasties have all been in charge of the affairs of the yīn Cao Difu in the three houses of the Yangshi. Even if they do not show it, they will always regard themselves as an outlier among the living people. There are very few people who have entered the world like Zhao Yunlan. .

Moreover, he not only entered the WTO, but also entered the WTO very well, like a fish in water.

As for eating, drinking, prostitution, gambling, and acting on the scene, he is even more proficient and has all the five poisons.

Looking at the old cat with a cold eye, if Zhao Yunlan "unfortunately" inherited the soul-suppressing order, he might be able to become a big man with this innate peerless skill.