Chapter 110 Four Sound 22 Fairy Tale

"What's wrong with rose?"

The teenagers opposite the card suddenly looked up and asked so much.

Probably there are too many cases encountered recently, and the reasoning ability of the dynasty is increasing day by day. Or, after the encounter is too much, the simple mind will gradually become sharp.

Lin Chen felt that the matcha cream in his mouth was slightly bitter. He thought that Xing Conglian must feel so.

"Xiao Wang Xiansen, your recent problems seem to be particularly many?" Conglian said.

"Wait ... rose, flowing warbler?"

For example, after finally realizing the joints, the dynasty grabbed the computer after reading these two keywords and knocked only one word.

Although the notebook was facing them, Lin Chen still speculated from the rigid face of the teenager that he had already discovered the thing they wanted to conceal him.

"Why are you hiding from me!"

The teenager rolled the laptop, and there were different photos on the screen.

There are birds in each photo.

Those birds have gray -brown feathers and the same gray -brown beak, soaring in the sky, or singing in the branches, and one of them was stabbed in the rose stems.

There was even a British writer who wrote a very sad and beautiful fairy tale for the bird who was stabbed by the rose.

Lin Chen moved his eyes to the search bar, looking at the result of the teenager himself, he couldn't help feeling, and if he went on like this, the dynasty could soon be alone.

There are only two words on the search bar, which is the name of a bird, and the name of the bird is the nightingale.

The nightingale is not a beautiful bird, but its sound range is extremely wide. Unlike other birds, the nightingale is rare birds singing at night, so this is the nightingale. reason.

In fact, if it is just a dead nightingale, it will not make Lin Chen realize the bitter cold.

The reason why he could feel cold was because of the very famous fairy tales written by British writer Wang Eltra.

He hasn't seen that story for a long time. Specifically, he has only seen the fairy tale once, but so far he can still clearly remember every detail in that fairy tale.

The story originated from a young student who wants to invite the dancing of the favorite girl.

The girl's requirements were very simple. She said that if he picked a red rose for her, she agreed to dance with his prince's dinner to Tianming.

But the winter is dragon, where can young students find a red rose?

Young students were crying in the garden. Like most fairy tales in Wilde, the nightingale heard the object of his night and night crying in the garden.

Looking at his original beautiful face became sad, the night warbler thought, your love is so affectionate, and you just want a rose, I can always find a red rose for you.

Then, it met the white rose of Bai Ruhai Tao foam and saw the yellow rose of the yellow mermaid blonde, but they were not the red roses he wanted.

In the end, the nightingale came to a withered red rose.

But the rhizome of the red rose has been interrupted by the storm and the blood has been destroyed by the cold winter. The red rose said that it cannot be played this year, and the only way to make it bloom is terrible.

Lin Chen once again recalled the scene when the sentence was dismantled from the rose.

The sharp rhizome of the rose pierced the nightmail body, which is the only way to make red roses in the story.

Wilde is still the cruel and gentle Wang Erde.

The red rose in the story tells the nightingale that only the singing in the night can make roses born, and the rose will become red unless it is dyed with blood.

Although life is precious, but the night warbler thinks, how can its small heart compare with people's hearts?

Therefore, it agreed to the requirements of the rose. It was temporarily in the moonlight, and it flew to the rose tree and pressed the chest to the spikes. It opened its lips and started singing all night. The blood of blood continued to pass. In the end, the pain went deep into its bone marrow, and the rose thorns finally picked into its atrium.

The nightingale uses life for the person it loves for a red rose.

But this is not the end of the story.

After all, the love of young students has not yet been explained.

Lin Chen recalled that at the end of the story, the unknown young students took off the roses and sent it to the girl he loved.

But the girl said that one of your roses and many treasures I received today.

The young students were angry and threw the red rose to the ground. The wheel of a carriage just crushed passed by the rose.

This is the end of the story.

Lin Chen thought, this is really a beautiful story.

He rubbed his eyebrow again and looked up.

I saw that the dynasty was wet, and the teenager's eyes stared very much, staring at the people on the opposite side.

Perhaps the dynasty was very young. He had sitting on his mother's knees and heard the story; or a rainy night after the adoption of him to adopt him, someone sat on his bed and recited the fairy tale for him. Essence

But fairy tales are still fairy tales. No matter who it is, the intention to turn the fairy tales into reality, which is the psychoplast of the irreparable psychological.

"It's not concealing you." Xing Conglian pushed the frost cream bowl and pumped the cigarette out of the cigarette. "I just think you will be annoying. Besides, I don’t know how much time you know. ! ""

"Boss, do you think this is protecting me?" The teenager noticed the key to the problem.

As if he was pierced, he patted the table from a continuous one, and was so angry: "How do you have so many?"

"Say good to solve the case together, how can you conceal me!" The dynasty yelled.

"You didn't give me the money, why should I tell you?" Cong Cong said coldly.

"Why do you still treat me as a child!"

"Well, Xiao Wang Xiansen, do you feel my elders' love?"

The two had a more quarreling trend. Lin Chen had a spoonful of a spoonful of matcha cream, and looked at the content on the webpage seriously, and did not interrupt their meaning.

In the end, the quarrel next to him stopped.

Lin Chen looked up and found that the two were looking at him with the same depressed eyes.

"What's wrong?" He asked unexpectedly, and then moved his sight back to the laptop screen again.

"A Chen, why don't you persuade us?" The dynasty couldn't help asking.

"No, I like to listen to you, you continue."

After being encouraged, no one may continue to argue.

The voice of Xing Conglian sounded in his ear: "Counselor Lin ..."

The forest consultant was more like a sigh, Lin Chen felt itchy.

"Huh?" He responded.

"Is there any new discovery?" Xing Conglian asked.

Lin Chen replied: "All fairy tales are particularly symbolic. Since she deliberately leaves the nightingale and roses to us, of course, she has the meaning she wants to express."

Criminal Conglian thought, and said, "If the nightingale symbolizes the streaming warbler, then the person who runs to the stage to cut his throat to Li Jingtian will never be the flowing warbler. What she wants to express, she is indeed Li Jingtian. He has hurt, showing his unyielding will with a dead nightingale. She wants to commit suicide, and use this to retaliate against Li Jingtian? "

The dynasty yelled: "It's so perverted and perverted, the boss, my goose bumps are going to get up!"

As the dynasty said, the idea of ​​punishment was perverted, but it was not perverted.

At least not in line with the psychology of a perverted pervert that can be stabbed to death.

Lin Chen shook his head.

Xing Conglian was not at the scene, because the camera was blocked, and he did not see the girl with his own eyes when the girl was holding the green rose to walk to the stage.

But he was there, and he saw that scene with his own eyes.

In the case at that time, Li Jingtian had no resistance to resistance. She gave the flowers so gentle and hugged him. She could obviously kill him, but did not do that.

May the girl who gives flowers may be the running warbler?

Lin Chen couldn't judge, but the only thing he could judge was that all a series of actions that girl from the stage to leaving did not meet the body language of the rap victims to contact the rapist at all.

He put down the silver spoon and began to refresh the page of the Weibo keyword search page.

Finally, he saw a inference he wanted to see.