dear archimedes

Chapter 4 Archimedes' Fairy Tale (4)
"The evidence is insufficient. But I think if you kill people, you should choose a more elegant method, such as poisoning. Of course, you will not use poison that is easily bought, but relatively rare but deadly torture."

Zhen Ai: "...I...should I say thank you?"

"you are welcome."

Zhen Ai stopped talking and stared at the void in a daze.

At a certain moment, it seemed as if a tiny snowflake was drifting by, and I took a closer look, but there was nothing.Looking at the sky, it was still dark.

It turned out that the snowflakes just now were hallucinations.

When the cold wind blows, it gets even colder.

Her teeth chattered uncontrollably, and she couldn't hold it back for a while, and there was a "creak" sound.She was extremely embarrassed and immediately gritted her teeth.

Of course Yan Su heard her teeth chattering, and looked down at her: "Afraid of the cold?"

"Ah."

With an "oh", he stopped talking and continued to look at the numbers on the light box in the distance.After a while, I didn't know who I was talking to: "From the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine, fear of cold is due to deficiency of kidney yang; from the perspective of western medicine, it is due to lack of iron in the blood; the secretion of thyroid hormone is not..."

He saw that her face was pale and her eyes were wide open looking at him like an alien, so he shut up and said after a moment of silence: "It seems that you shouldn't say these things at this time."

He looked back at the sky, and after two seconds—"I mean, you should go to the hospital."

"..." Who would go to the hospital to see a doctor because they are afraid of the cold?

Zhen Ai was speechless, but suddenly there was warmth behind her.The next moment, he was wrapped in something warm to block the cold wind.Owen came over at some point and put his windbreaker on Zhen Ai.

Seeing that he was only wearing a thin sweater, Zhen Ai wanted to break free, but he held down the collar of the coat and buttoned it up.Then he buckled up other buttons, wrapping Zhen Ai tightly like a small rice dumpling.

He patted Zhen Ai's shoulder and smiled nonchalantly: "I'm good at producing heat, so I'm not afraid of cold." As he spoke, the hot air he exhaled was blown away by the wind like cotton.

Zhen Ai didn't refuse anymore, and walked to the parking place with Owen.

After walking a few steps, they found that Yan Su hadn't followed, and the two turned their heads strangely.

Yan Su stood straight on the spot, twitched his eyebrows, and looked at Zhen Ai thoughtfully.

Suddenly, he opened his long legs and strode towards Zhen Ai, taking off his scarf as he walked.He walked up to her in two or three steps and stood still, wrapping the thick scarf around her neck.

This movement was too sudden, Zhen Ai didn't react at all, only felt the instant warmth on her neck.It wasn't until he was close at hand and began to circle the second time that Zhen Ai came back to her senses and retreated reflexively:

"Need not."

"do not move."

He commanded in a deep voice, and with a light movement of his fair and slender fingers, he pulled the scarf away and pulled Zhen Ai back.

She almost ran into his arms, and stood still in embarrassment; he was very focused, staring at the thick and long gray scarf in his hand, wrapping it around her neck round and round.

The texture of the scarf is soft and comfortable, it is pressed intimately, carrying the body temperature of a man from ironing, and also has a faint fragrance that Zhen Ai has never smelled before, like the sky in late summer and early autumn, not too warm, but slightly mellow.

Zhen Ai is not cold at all, Na Na raised her eyes to look at him, and saw that he frowned very lightly, with a serious expression, as if facing a string of numbers, passwords or logic problems.

He did such ambiguous movements cleanly and elegantly, his eyes were pure and haughty, without the slightest hint of intimacy from the beginning to the end, just like him.

Zhen Ai was moved by his clear demeanor, and secretly pursed her lips inwardly, without feeling embarrassed or blushing, she naturally accepted his kindness.

Yan Su tied the scarf on Zhen Ai, nodded, seemed very satisfied, then put his hand on Zhen Ai's shoulder, patted it very unskillfully and clumsily, and said politely: "I'm also good at producing heat, not afraid cold."

Zhen Ai: "..."

He is learning from Owen to be nice to people.At this moment, she felt that he was like some kind of primate who learned from human beings, or like a baby who was in the cognitive stage and learned from adults.

Zhen Ai just wanted to say thank you.but--

Yan Su looked at her fair face wrapped in his thick scarf, and his vision was very strange: "You are not suitable for gray, it looks ugly when you wear it, like a dry stick insect." He actually used stick insects to describe it she?Zhen Ai completely lost the intention of thanking her.

Owen suggested: "Bright scarves are popular recently, AI has fair skin, and it will definitely look good in red."

Yan Su seemed to have a "heh" sound.

Owen turned his head to see Yan Su raised his eyebrows in obvious disapproval, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"fine."

But his expression made Owen very uncomfortable, and he also twisted: "Where did your strange imagination go? What does red remind you of, bull?"

Yan Su contemptuously: "Cows are color-blind, it is very unscientific to associate red with cows."

Owen was speechless. After a while, he still couldn't help it: "Then what did you think?"

"Adrenaline."

This is not scientific!
The white lab was spotless.Two rows of transparent glass terrariums, a huge square instrument.

Zhen Ai was dressed in white and was sitting next to the central equipment. There was a terrarium on the operating table, and inside it was a small white mouse lying on its back in blood.

She looked at the image of the little white mouse in the video, and held the headphone cable to record:
"HNT-DL neurotoxin, diluted [-] times.

It was injected into the mice at 2:29 on February 23, and the drug acted on the heart and lungs 30 minute later. The mice lost their ability to move, vomited and trembled, had arrhythmia, and went into shock 1 minutes later.

At 23:33, anti-HNT-DL antivenom was injected, and the symptoms persisted.

3月1日01：47，白鼠重新获得行动能力，在饲养箱内爬行5厘米后再度失去行动能力。

At 03:19, he went into shock again, with throat bleeding.

05:38, no signs of life. "

When she said this, she paused and said calmly, "Anti-HNT-DL's 4301st anti-venom serum reagent failed."

Then add another sentence: "HNT-LS neurotoxin, injected into mice after a million-fold dilution, died instantly. The mechanism of action of the toxin has not been collected yet, and the next step is to try a million-fold dilution."

Save the recording and start dissecting the mice.She sat in front of the test bench, working in silence.

She never had any distracting thoughts in her work, and she was surprisingly efficient in the professional field. In just a few hours, she recorded various important data and reconfigured the anti-venom serum.After entering the formula ratio, the instrument starts to synthesize automatically, which takes more than ten hours.

It was exactly 10 o'clock, she got up and took off her white clothes, walked to the coat rack to get the coat, but her eyes were fixed.

Yan Su's gray scarf was quietly hanging on the shelf.

She picked it up, wrapped it around her neck, and touched it lightly. It was still soft and comfortable.She couldn't help tightening her palms and slowly holding the tenderness.

The owner of this scarf seems to be the same as it, cold and serious, not fancy at all, but actually very warm.She lowered her eyes, a trace of softness flashed in her deep black eyes.

Thinking of standing on the side of the road where the cold wind was raging a few hours ago, he said that if she killed someone, she would definitely use an elegant and ruthless way.

She thought it was a compliment.

Owen said he was boring and difficult to get along with; but she thought he was very interesting.She likes oranges in winter, which are cold but refreshing.The faint fragrance can last for a long time.He held the scarf around his neck again, slightly tugged at the corner of his mouth, but didn't smile.

My mother's teachings sounded in my ears: "Don't expect anything. Expectations are the root of all misfortunes."

Her face gradually calmed down, without any waves.Finally, she took it off in a loop and went out with Owen's coat on her arm.

Outside the laboratory is a 50-meter-long airtight white corridor, spotless, without edges and corners, and the vastness is scary.

At the end, after retinal scanning, fingerprint verification and password input, Zhen Ai left the laboratory and took the elevator to the ground.The ground is an ordinary factory, used as a cover, as the so-called surprise.

When I went out, I saw Owen's car parked aside.He said that Yan Su had a problem to find her.

When they arrived at Yan Su's house, the maid said Yan Su was in libbluebarri in pure Southeast Asian English as usual.

He went into the library but saw no one.

Looking up, there is a group of white furry things in the corridor on the third floor of the bookshelf, which may have been disturbed by the footsteps of someone, and it moved a little.Zhen Ai stretched her neck to see, it was Yan Su who was sleeping in the corridor with a book covering her head.

Owen yelled before he sat up, rubbed his eyes unconsciously, and seemed to relax for a while before getting up and going down the spiral stairs.

Against the background of a wall of books, he is dressed in white and white trousers, looking fresh and clean, except for his hair flying up, his complexion is not very good, as if covered with a layer of frost, his handsome eyebrows are slightly twisted, his eyes are gloomy, and he has a heavy wake-up air .

As soon as he walked down the stairs, he looked at Zhen Ai sharply, with heavy resentment: "Pour me a glass of water."

"Oh." Zhen Ai responded inexplicably, and turned to look for water.

Owen questioned, "Why did you tell her to pour water?"

A trace of incomprehension flashed across Yan Su's light brown eyes, and he felt that his question was very strange. After a long while, he carefully said: "I lack water in the five elements. If I don't drink water, I will explode."

Owen turned his head around several times before realizing that Yan Su had gotten in.He couldn't figure it out, how could someone with an IQ of 207 like Yan Su understand human speech?
The point of that sentence is-why ask "her" to pour water, not why ask her to pour "water".

Zhen Ai brought three glasses of water.Yan Su silently drank half of the glass, satisfied, pursed his lips, walked to the grand piano, and took out a white violin from nowhere.Then a big one squatted on the piano chair, plucking the strings like playing a guitar, wondering what it was thinking.

Zhen Ai looked at him quietly, perhaps because he had just woken up, he lacked a cold and alienated temperament, and his whole person was casual and soft, undisciplined and lazy.

White clothes, white trousers and white socks, like a child who doesn’t want to get up, frowns and vents on the violin, playing a few lightly, it’s very nice.

He played for a while, then looked at Zhen Ai: "When did your roommate like to sleep in class?"

The roles and states were switched too quickly, Zhen Ai hadn't turned her head around, and only after thinking about it did she realize that she mentioned it when she was interrogated at the police station.Jasmin didn't go into it, but Yan Su remembered it.

Zhen Ai was still remembering, Yan Su frowned.

Unhappily, he jumped off the stool, strode towards her, held her shoulders with both hands, moved her to the piano bench under her slightly stunned eyes, and pressed her onto the chair.

Yan Su pointed to her right leg and ordered: "Put it on this leg."

Zhen Ai didn't understand why, so when she was about to ask why, seeing that he closed his eyes with a bad expression, she obeyed obediently.

She had just crossed her legs when he suddenly clenched his left hand into a hollow fist and hit her knee hard.

The right leg flicked hard.Zhen Ai was stunned: "What are you doing?"

"Don't you know the knee jerk reflex?" He took a step back, distanced himself from her, and said casually, "See, your head is obviously not as fast as your feet. Think with your feet in the future." Resentment is slow.

Being with this person with quick and ever-changing thinking, Zhen Ai's nerves were highly tense, and she said, "It seems to be 4 or 5 months ago, when she said she was too busy and quit various clubs."

Yan Su nodded his head very lightly.

Zhen Ai realized that he actually had an answer in his heart, and she didn't want to interfere with the testimony, so she waited for her to say it.

"You don't live in the dormitory, so you don't know her schedule and living habits, but you should notice that your bed and table are used by her to place things."

"It was also 4 or 5 months ago." Zhen Ai probed, "Do you have the answer?"

Yan Su glanced at her: "There are very high-end perfumes and cosmetics on her table, which have been used for 4 or 5 months depending on the quantity. The expensive clothes are also from October last year. Do you know the exact time when she joined the Cryptography Society?"

"Not sure." It seemed that Jiang Xin's death had something to do with her transformation four or five months ago.At that time, Jiang Xin became more busy and richer.

"Someone close to her?"

"I don't know." Zhen Ai was blushing, she had almost no interaction with her classmates, "You mean an acquaintance committed the crime?"

"The murderer went to the double dormitory to kill someone. In addition to being familiar with her work and rest, he also had to know the life rules of the other person in the dormitory."

Before the voice fell, the phone rang.

He answered the phone and listened for a while, then said, "I'll be right there." Putting down the phone, the man who was still up a while ago was refreshed: "Go see Officer Diaz."

"The autopsy results came out?"

"Well," the corners of Yan Su's lips curled up inadvertently, and a quiet light flashed in his faint eyes, "I found something interesting."

Eva Diaz sat in her office, flipping through magazines, drinking yogurt and eating sandwiches leisurely, not caring that the blinds across the desk were open.Opposite was the dissecting room, and Jiang Xin's body could be seen when he looked up.

It's not hard to imagine how weird Zhen Ai felt when she followed Yan Su Owen to see this scene.

Owen knocked on the glass of the window: "Why do you have such a good appetite for the dead?"

Eva replied casually: "It's not the guy who is frustrated with SA, why doesn't he have an appetite?"

Yan Su's face remained motionless, as if he hadn't heard it.

Eva got up, stuffed the food into the crisper and put it in the refrigerator.Zhen Ai saw neat stacks of fresh-keeping boxes in the refrigerator, all of which were similar to organs and muscles.The psychological quality of the forensic doctor is really good.

Seeing Zhen Ai's face was gray, Yan Su patted her on the shoulder clumsily, comforting: "Humans are creatures that are very good at adapting to the environment."

"..." Zhen Ai really didn't think this explanation could reduce the weird feeling of putting food and human organs in the same refrigerator.

Eva naturally knew that Yan Su was talking about her, so she slowly replied: "In the land, ocean and space where human beings are everywhere, Yan Su is undoubtedly one of the most extreme and harsh environments that humans have not been able to adapt to."

Zhen Ai blinked her eyes, comparing a person to the environment, why does she think it sounds so touching?

She thought that Yan Su would say that there was a problem with the logic, but he just asked calmly: "Break up with your new boyfriend?" His "weapon" is always unique.

Eva looked at the sky: "God, I hate this freak. How did you know that?"

"I refuse to answer such low IQ questions."

Eva clenched her fist and took a step forward, but was stopped by Owen.

"...I spent the night at someone else's house the day before yesterday, and ended up eating brunch alone on the weekend, and left a portion for dinner." Yan Su calmly expressed regret, "Oh, police officer Diaz is so pitiful."

Zhen Ai: "..."

A man who can see through people without meeting them, a man who doesn't let go of any details, a man who makes everyone doubt his IQ, really is a harsh environment.

Eva gritted her teeth: "I really want to dissect you right now."

Yan Su nodded slightly: "My honor."

Owen scratched his hair, like a desperate father looking after the house alone, "Kindergarten children, for God's sake, stop!"

Yan Su and Eva shut up at the same time.

Zhen Ai exhaled lightly, the war of words among scientists was really high-tech.

Everyone followed Eva to the dissecting room opposite, Zhen Ai stood several meters away and did not approach.

Eva lifted the white cloth, revealing the dead man's head and shoulders.Go back and look at it.Eva pointed to several places and explained: "The pinch marks on both sides of the neck are revealed. What's more strange is that the lower shoulders on both sides are at the same level as the collarbone. Look, there are two dark red bruises, It's in a straight line. I don't know what made it."

Yan Su straightened his body: "Respiratory tract and lung examination results?"

Eva replied: "There is a certain amount of water in the lungs, and the respiratory tract is slightly damaged."

Now she didn't have the look of arguing with Yan Su just now, but was as serious and focused as Yan Su at this moment.

"That's right." Yan Su slowly raised his hand, half-holding the void, as a demonstration, "Because at the beginning, the murderer grabbed her neck from behind and pushed her into the sink full of water over and over again." In the water."

It dawned on Eva, "That explains the injuries on the sides of her shoulders. I've never been able to find a tool that would make a straight line dent like this. It turned out to be the edge of the vanity."

He added: "No abnormal fingerprints, footprints and DNA were found in the forensic department. As for the two strange-shaped bloodstains you mentioned, one was wiped by someone; the other was crushed by something. The small drop There was very little ink in the bloodstain, but no matching ink type has been found so far."

Yan Su raised his eyelids, stared deeply at the void, thinking about something, and quickly lowered his eyelids again.

(End of this chapter)