dear archimedes

Chapter 3 Archimedes' Fairy Tale (3)
"When a normal person sees his roommate lying in a pool of blood, wouldn't he go over to see if he can be saved?"

"There are people next to the corpse, I don't have to join in the fun." Zhen Ai's face was fair and calm.

"Who?"

"Mr. Yan Su."

"The SA was there then?" Jasmine was surprised, "Why did he go to your dormitory?"

Zhen Ai asked calmly, "Is this question related to the case?"

A hint of impatience flashed in Jasmin's eyes.

Outside the glass window, Yan Su looked at Zhen Ai thoughtfully: "She is too calm."

Owen was vigilant: "What do you mean?"

"When she saw the murder scene, she didn't scream and back away, she didn't even react in the slightest of panic or avoidance, the only thing she did was hold her hands together. Just like now, she answered in an orderly manner, without a single grammatical error. There was no speed and logic at all. Question, she's really not panicking at all."

Owen also looked at Zhen Ai, whether she was undergoing an inspection and reporting the situation, or in daily life, she was like this, her eyes were dark like a deep pool of water, without any ripples; her cheeks were clean and fair, calm and calm, not even a smile real smile.

She is beautiful in her own right, especially when she smiles, she should smile more.

Owen's blue-gray eyes narrowed slightly: "Do you doubt her? To what extent? Do you suspect that the password on the paper was written by her, in order to attract us to follow? She came first and killed someone, waiting for us to prove her Your innocence? Do you think she is involved? It's impossible, love her..."

"Of course it's impossible." Yan Su interrupted him and smiled.

Owen calmed down: "Thank you for believing in her!"

"what?"

"I'm glad you're finally starting to trust others, instead of always taking cold data and evidence."

"You despise me." Yan Su raised his eyebrows.

"It's a compliment."

"Do you think I will be influenced by abstract and emotional things like 'belief'?" Yan Su Momo said, "I don't think she killed her, because I checked her things just now after sending her out at the scene. "

Owen raised his forehead.

"There is only one person's toiletries in the bathroom. The clothes on Zhen Ai's bed are not her style, but belonged to the deceased. Since there is no place to put them, they are put on her bed. She doesn't live in the dormitory.

People who have little contact don't have any hatred.If there is hatred, the deceased will not put the clothes on her bed out of the psychology of competition.in addition.The printer belonged to the deceased, and Zhen Ai used it, which shows that the relationship between the two is not bad.

Only the books on the shelves in the dormitory belong to Zhen Ai.They are divided into categories by color. Different colors are placed on different levels, and then arranged in alphabetical order. The places where they don’t live are all organized like this. She has severe obsessive-compulsive disorder.But the scene of the murder was changed back and forth, and the blood was dragged everywhere. From her point of view, she would definitely feel that there was no beauty at all. "

He came to the conclusion, "If she kills someone, she will use a more elegant and fierce method." There is a slight approval and approval in his words.

Owen was in a bad mood: "Are you praising someone?"

"of course."

Owen looked at the sky, this man was hopeless.

"However, I'm curious about one question. The government will grant immunity to some witnesses, and they won't be punished for killing people. I believe she has it too." Yan Su turned his back to the light, and his eyes were dark at this moment, "If she kills What will you do if you lose someone?"

Owen retorted: "She won't. She has no social circle, and all her energy is on her major. Such a serious and pure girl will never go..."

"Yes." Yan Su smiled, "Because she is serious and professional, she will never kill anyone."

Owen stopped, sighed in frustration, and said that this person is naturally serious about logical issues,

"I also know that the cause and effect of this sentence is illogical. But I still believe her. Even if what you said really happened," he said without the slightest hesitation, "I will also perform my duty, no matter what the situation is , no matter who the other party is, do your best to protect her safety, even if you die in the line of duty."

Without saying a word, he pursed his lips.

When he was young, he switched between China and the United States. The frequent changes in the environment made him lonely and unsociable, and he was repeatedly taken by his mother to be checked for autism.If he has any friends in the United States, there is only one Owen.

Owen is also of mixed race. Because his mother was killed, he aspired to be a policeman and became the best agent.From before to now, his belief has been firm.

Yan Su looked at Zhen Ai who was on the other side of the glass window: These people who have to disguise their identities all the time, what are their beliefs.

Jasmine was still asking: "Can I ask why your roommate was killed and you weren't upset or panicked at all?"

Zhen Ai recalled Yan Su's words inexplicably, and asked in a similar manner: "Since you asked if you could ask, why did you ask me before I gave permission? Since you were going to ask, why did you ask for my permission at the beginning? "

Jasmine: "..." How come this kind of tune that goes around seems familiar?

Owen's face outside the glass window was a little gray, and he gave Yan Shu a weird look, but the latter remained calm and unresponsive.

"This is a polite idiom. Can you answer my question now?" Jasmine took Zhen Ai's diversion of the topic as an escape.

Zhen Ai only replied: "Sooner or later, people will die."

Jasmine thought, this man is really cold and unsympathetic. "Tell me about the situation of the deceased in detail, including the circle of friends."

"When she first started school, she was very lively and cheerful and participated in many clubs, rock climbing and dancing. She had a lot of friends, especially male friends..."

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"do not know."

"I don't know? You are roommates... Forget it, is there anything else?"

"Some time ago, she said she was too busy and quit many clubs, but only kept the code-breaking club. She always likes to sleep in class."

Jasmin felt that this information was useless, and thought that Zhen Ai was playing sloppy, "You remember these details clearly."

"I talked to her a few times, it's not hard to remember."

"You two have a bad relationship?"

Zhen Ai stopped answering, and slowly leaned back in the chair: "Talk about the rest with my lawyer!"

Jasmin was taken aback for a moment, because she couldn't ask a word according to the procedure.Usually non-native people don't have such a strong sense of self-protection, and they will be extremely cooperative. I didn't expect Zhen Ai to suddenly refuse to talk about it.

The lawyer quickly brought Zhen Ai out and warned Jasmine: "I can sue you for misleading words!"

Jasmine grimaced and said nothing. At this moment, she really hated the American judicial system for giving suspects so much freedom.

The lawyer took Zhen Ai to register the information.

When Jasmine came out and saw that Yan Su had been in the cubicle, she couldn't help blushing, feeling ashamed just now, and asked Yan Su for a consultation.He is a special advisor to the FBI and CIA, and everyone naturally wants his professional advice to solve the case as soon as possible.

But it was obvious that Yan Su was not interested. Before he could refuse, Owen pulled him aside and said in a low voice, "You must participate in this case."

Yan Su looked at him quietly, with an expression of "I didn't take the wrong medicine, it's your turn to order me".

"We need to find out what is going on with Jiang Xin and that string of passwords, and also find out if there are other passwords." Owen spoke quickly, "This case may have nothing to do with Ai, or it may be that Jiang Xin's key to Ai turned out to be Unexpectedly, there may be someone who wants to kill Ai but kills Jiang Xin by mistake. There are so many possibilities, we must figure it out."

Yan Su had an expression of "this kind of small case, the local police are fully capable of solving it without my help": "Oh, let me handle a case that I could have solved 10 years ago, ha, my life is really improving every day .”

Owen corrected with a headache: "'10 years ago' is not suitable for a person in his twenties to say."

Yan Su said with a wooden face, "Please trust the police."

"I do not believe."

"If you don't believe me, come by yourself."

"Independent cases in local jurisdictions, non-terrorist attacks or public safety, agents cannot intervene." His voice was very low, and his hands were clenched into fists in a hurry.

Yan Su has his own pride, but at the moment his only friend is nervous and anxious, he can't ignore it.He pondered for a while.Turning around to look at Jasmine: "Yes."

Jasmin was very happy and said with a smile: "SA, you like music. The New York International Music Festival is about to open. My friend is planning there. If you get tickets..."

Yan Su nodded, took out the checkbook and signed it and handed it to her: "I want four, thank you." After speaking, he left.

Jasmin was stunned holding the check, that's not what she meant!

Owen followed Yan Su and left, shaking his head, is there such a dull person?
Coming out of the police station, Owen took the lawyer aside and explained the matter alone.

Yan Su and Zhen Ai stood side by side in a row, looking at the wheel tracks in the middle of the snow, not talking to each other.At first glance, it looks like two parallel trees on the side of the road, growing independently without any intersection.

After Zhen Ai went through the events of the day, she had already completely given up the idea of ​​talking to him.

Yan Su is used to being quiet and silent, and he doesn't feel inappropriate. He puts his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, and the cold wind blows at night, but his back is still straight, like a poplar that is not afraid of wind and frost.

Zhen Ai was not so comfortable anymore.She huddled into a ball, shivering with cold, and occasionally turned her head to look at him.

The winter night in the northern hemisphere came early, and in the night, his side face became whiter and more distinct, as if carved with a knife.The forehead is full and the eye sockets are deep.

His eyes are beautiful, obviously very quiet but there is an illusion of rippling water, reflecting the neon lights across the street, shining brightly.The kurtosis of the nose is perfect, the thin lips are slightly pursed, and the arc of the jaw is clean and neat.

He didn't notice Zhen Ai's gaze at all, he focused on looking across the street, and gradually, the corners of his lips raised an imperceptible arc, as if he saw something interesting.

Zhen Ai followed his gaze to look over, but saw nothing.She turned to look at him again, wondering what he was looking at.

He suddenly lowered his eyes, sensed her gaze, and slowly turned his head to look at her, his eyes were dyed dark brown by the night, as pure as snow on a moonlit night.He was silent, but his talking eyes said: What are you looking at?
Zhen Ai was caught by him, she pulled the corners of her mouth in embarrassment, and hurriedly asked: "What are you looking at?"

"That billboard is very interesting." He raised his chin in the opposite direction to signal.

It was only then that Zhen Ai realized that he was looking at Wal-Mart's outdoor billboards, which said discounts and promotions——

"O GEE! ON SALE! MAR. 1ST
ALL @ NYT
Oh man, big discounts, all in NYT on March 3”

NYT is the abbreviation of North Yearfield Township in the city where they are located.

The billboards were painted with yellow and orange oranges. The bright yellow in winter was so beautiful, but she didn't know where it was so interesting.

Yan Su looked at it for himself, seeming to be in a good mood. After a second or two, he realized that she hadn't responded, and unexpectedly patiently explained: "That string of text is very interesting."

This sentence basically does not play the role of explanation.

Zhen Ai opened her mouth, wanting to answer his words, but her mouth was clumsy, she didn't know what to say.

His world is really hard to understand.

Or, she, who has never had friends, is too stupid.

She lowered her head wearily.

Yan Su pursed his lips and looked at her for a few seconds, then asked, "Have you ever played the Anagram game?"

Zhen Ai raised her head and greeted him without knowing why.

She knows anagram conjugation, changing the order of letters in a word or sentence to form a new word or sentence.But she didn't understand what this had to do with what they said just now.

"You have to think about this kind of question for four or five seconds?" Yan Su looked into the distance and commented lightly, "Your reaction speed is really shockingly slow."

Zhen Ai pursed her lips, and quickly whispered: "I haven't played it, I've heard of it."

Yan Su turned his body slightly, faced her and began to ask, "For example, what word can eat be replaced by?"

When he asked suddenly, she was stunned for a moment before saying, "tea!"

"The speed is really slow." He did not hide his contempt, and continued, "lived."

"devil."

"Well, not bad." Yan Su lowered his head, with a hint of a smile in his eyes, and asked, "Continue to play?"

She has never played any kind of game before. This kind of game that tests memory, space, imagination and reaction speed is very novel.An indescribable excitement flashed through her heart, and she nodded quickly.

She would blush when she was excited, and in the night, her small face was fair and clear, dyed with a faint pink.His voice somehow softened: "Are you ready?"

The low-pitched question made Zhen Ai's heart beating inexplicably, like a contestant participating in a knowledge competition for the first time: "Get ready."

"It's best to keep quiet when you're listening to people, because..."

"Because listen (listen) is changed to silent (quiet)." Zhen Ai replied immediately.Yan Su has already said the words, this is not difficult.

"Don't be too sad to attend the funeral, why?"

"Funeral, that's..." Zhen Ai's eyes lit up, "real fun." It's really interesting.

"Why are daughter-in-laws afraid of mother-in-law?"

"Grandma is a mother-in-law." She frowned and thought for a while, then asked in a low voice, "Because she is a woman Hitler, female Hitler?"

"Yeah." Yan Su seemed very satisfied with her speed and cooperation, and his handsome face showed a rare lightness, "The last one, why do so many people like Tom Cruz?"

Tom Cruise?His name can be reordered to convert...

Zhen Ai bit her lip, she had a flash of inspiration, "Ah! So I'm cuter, I'm the cutest."

Yan Su raised his eyebrows slightly, with a half-smile: "You really think so?"

Zhen Ai was taken aback, was he serious or not at this moment?

A strange burning sensation suddenly appeared on her cheeks, she lowered her head and rubbed her hands, and explained in a low voice: "I mean his name can be spelled 'I'm the most lovable', not myself."

Yan Su said "Oh" cooperatively, and then looked at the Wal-Mart promotion billboard with a pile of oranges: "Then try it, and reorganize the letters in that sentence."

O! GEE! ON SALE! MAR. 1ST
ALL @ NYT
If a word is disassembled, there are a total of 21 letters. How can it be divided into several independent words, just one letter is not more than one letter, and the reassembled words must form a sentence with correct grammar and complete semantics?
Zhen Ai stared closely at the colorful words on the billboard, and all the letters jumped in her mind for a moment, jumping out one by one to piece together - sea, rest, moon, rang, year, tale, or, tally, total...

Neither is right.

No matter which word appears, the remaining letters cannot form a meaningful word, let alone a complete sentence.

What exactly is that sentence?

Zhen Aiai clenched her fists involuntarily, and suddenly saw a large piece of oranges on the billboard, orange?

In an instant, it suddenly became clear, all the English words swirled and recombined into a sentence——

An ET stole all my oranges!

"An alien stole all my oranges." A lot of yellow and orange promotional oranges on the promotion billboard are going to be stolen by aliens, ha!

She couldn't help but smile knowingly, yes, Yan Su is right, this billboard is very interesting.

It turned out that he was immersed in his own world full of creativity and thinking alone.

This kind of person is really amazing.

She gave the answer excitedly, and was not praised, but listened to...

"The game is over." Yan Su said lightly, his eyes wandering to the advertisements and contact numbers on other outdoor brands.

Zhen's love was still unfinished, but he returned to his usual calmness, and the brief exchange when he was giving her the question just now seemed to have never happened.Perhaps there is only data cryptography behavior analysis in his world, and only these can make him interested in talking.

He would not know that the little game just now was like a golden orange with fruity fragrance in the dark winter to the lonely and quiet girl beside him.

Rare fragrance, rare color.

Zhen Ai took a deep breath, it was very cold, she was distracted and didn't pay attention, now she felt cold again.She hugged herself tightly, thought for a while, and asked, "Do you doubt me about today's case?"

At that time, Yan Su was trying to decipher a string of phone numbers in his sight, after hearing her words, he turned his head slowly: "No."

Zhen Ai's "Xie" was half pronounced, and he couldn't stop talking: "I only believe in objectivity, and subjective emotions like 'doubt' are taboo for rational people."

Zhen Ai changed her approach: "Does it objectively show that I am a murderer?"

(End of this chapter)