dear archimedes

Chapter 6 Archimedes' Fairy Tale (6)
"Yes." He walked quickly, and his calm eyes were full of ease, "He is the one who wrote the code to communicate with the dead. And he lied, it's not the death code."

Not a death threat?

Zhen Ai was surprised, but didn't ask immediately, but tried to sort out other details first: "How do you know he sold a baseball bat?"

Yan Su didn't turn his head back, but raised his thumb behind him.

Zhen Ai looked back and saw him pointing to the window of the bookstore, there were a lot of sporting goods hanging there, and there was a very shallow bat shape on the wall.

"Sun faded the paint on the walls, the bat hung for a long time, didn't want to sell it in the first place. He's been short of money lately."

Zhen Ai lamented his keen observation skills: "You asked him what time he got up, is it because you saw the taxi ticket stub in the box and knew that he would go home late, but if you asked him directly, he would deny it, so you asked it the other way around?"

Yan Su heard the words, stopped in his tracks, bowed his head and smiled faintly: "Miss Zhen Ai, I appreciate your observation and IQ very much. You are not as stupid as I imagined."

Although the last sentence was very flat, Zhen Ai took it as a compliment, and when she looked up and met his pure and clear eyes, she couldn't help but blush slightly.This blush has nothing to do with anything else, just because she has never received such a direct and frank praise, and a strange joy surged in her heart.

After Yan Su finished speaking, he explained: "The ticket stub shows that he is often outside in the early morning, and the location is a famous nightlife area. He communicated with the deceased in code, which may have something to do with their unsightly nightlife."

Bad nightlife?Zhen Ai frowned, Jiang Xin was involved in illegal activities?
The remaining two witnesses have backgrounds similar to Wen Bo's. They are of Chinese origin and members of the cryptographic society. The man's name is Zhao He, and the woman's name is Yang Zhen.

Yan Su and the others went to Zhao He's dormitory first. At that time, he was drawing symbols at the desk.When Jasmine asked, he showed her a book on basic cryptography, saying that he was drawing the Virginia cipher.

Jasmine looked at it for a few times, but she was not interested, so she started to ask.

Zhao He was practicing Taekwondo alone in the practice room that day, and he didn't have an alibi.

There are comic books on his desk, and there are many single photos on the wall, taekwondo, marathon, swimming, track and field, and there is only one group photo of the password club for multiple people.

Jasmine was surprised that all three witnesses liked sports.

She asked about the relationship between Jiang Xin and Taylor. Zhao He's answer was similar to Wen Bo's. He was not familiar with him. He only knew that the two often quarreled.

Jasmine: "Others saw you and Jiang Xin arguing in the gymnasium, how do you explain it?"

"Jiang Xin was impolite and kicked the door of the locker room. I said one sentence, and she replied ten."

"Does Jiang Xin have a bad relationship with anyone and have hatred?"

Zhao He's answer was similar to Wen Bo's - lively and cute, gentle and coquettish, the boys thought she was very nice, and they had never seen her argue with any girl.

Yan Su glanced at the transparent box on his desk and asked, "Do you collect baseball cards?"

"Yes, a whole set." He still wanted to talk about this set of precious cards, but Yan Su said "Oh" without interest, and went to the next question: "Did you lose something in your dormitory?"

Zhao He was stunned, confused, followed Yan Su's gaze, and found an unfinished lost and found form on the neat table next to him.

"Well, I lost the baseball gold card my roommate collected, so I wrote a claim form. But such a rare card will not be returned if they find it."

"That's true." Yan Su nodded, "Do you know what happened to the last note written by the deceased?"

Zhao He looked at him, "What note?"

"It's okay." Yan Su didn't seem to mind, turned around and left.

When Zhen Ai went out, she looked back at the two desks in the room, and slightly frowned.

This little action did not escape Yan Su's eyes, and a subtle smile floated in his eyes: "You also found out?"

"Oh." Zhen Ai raised her head in a daze, a little surprised, she knew Yan Su not long ago, but she had a strange understanding, "I don't think that set of baseball cards belongs to him."

"En." Yan Su said in a low voice, "he holds a book on cryptography in his hand, but there are not only no other cipher books on the bookshelf, nor is there any space left for the book in his hand. He is not sitting at his desk. my desk. But, "

He stopped, and looked at Zhen Ai lightly, "It's true that the gold baseball card is lost. The most precious thing in the whole set of cards is the gold card. If you collect all of them, such precious things will not be randomly placed on the table. "

Zhen Ai tilted her head: "I also found a problem."

"what?"

"I noticed that there are two formats of the lost and found form, and his roommate also has it on the table, and the date is wrong. It's like..." Zhen Ai didn't reason, so she hesitated a little.

Yan Su encouraged: "Like what?"

Zhen Ai gritted her teeth: "His roommate directly changed the content of the lost items on the previous electronic template, but forgot to change the date. His roommate often lost things."

Yan Su looked at her meaningfully, and the brilliance in his eyes bloomed silently: "It's not that things are often lost, but that things are often stolen."

Zhen Ai nodded: "The boys' dormitory is so tidy, it's not easy for people who have tidying habits to lose things, it may be an internal crime."

Yan Su is very satisfied with her participation: "He looks too frank. Some people who lie don't avoid the eyes of the questioner as they are usually understood. They need eye contact to judge whether others believe what he said."

He curled his lips, as if looking at his vulnerable opponent.

When Zhen Ai listened, she found it strange.Chatting and chatting, we arrived at the girls' dormitory.

The fourth witness, Yang Zhen, lives here, in the same building as Jiang Xin.

When Zhen Ai passed the stairwell, she glanced at her dormitory, she was still holding the cordon, empty.

Someone patted her on the shoulder, but it was Yan Su who turned around.He was still unskilled in his movements, so he clapped twice, no more, no less, with a solemn and solemn expression: "Don't be afraid." This is exactly the comforting gesture Owen made to her on the day of the incident.

Zhen Ai discovered that Yan Su had learned this skill after seeing Owen frequently pat her on the shoulder to encourage and comfort her.

But his movements are very jerky, always like patting a dog.She guessed that on the one hand, he was sincerely trying to be friendly, and on the other hand, he was uncontrollably thinking about various data showing that dogs carry a variety of parasitic bacteria.

But no matter what, his carefulness was enough to warm her heart.

On weekends, Yang Zhen's roommate was not there, so she was the only one in the dormitory.She just came back from the supermarket, eating instant noodles by herself, sitting in front of the computer and playing Facebook.Inexplicably, Zhen Ai thought of the "breakup theory" that Yan Su used on Eva this morning.

Yang Zhen, like the other three witnesses, was fairly cooperative with Jasmine's questions, but her answers were surprisingly similar to the others.

Alibi?Swimming alone, no.

The relationship between Jiang Xin and Taylor?Often quarrel.

Have you ever had a violent argument with Jiang Xin?Pushing arrived during cheerleading rehearsal.

Does anyone hate Jiang Xin?No, she is a heartthrob, lively and lovely.

From Zhen Ai's point of view, Yang Zhen is like everyone else, asking questions and answering them without saying a word, seemingly cooperative but cautious.Perhaps only by tracing the words can we see the difference.But he did not observe Yang Zhen, but scanned the environment in the dormitory.

Neat and clean dormitory, nothing wrong with it.Books, cosmetics and clothing are all available, and the style is relatively open, which is not suitable for her cold personality.

Yan Su looked towards the bathroom and asked:
"Do you have a cleanliness?"

"No."

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"……nor."

"The last note recorded by the deceased, do you know what happened?"

"do not know."

The last visit, in Jasmin's view, still yielded nothing.

Coming out of the dormitory building, it was already dark.

Jasmine stood in the cold night wind, biting her lip unwillingly. The four people clearly agreed to cooperate with the investigation, but none of them had anything important.She originally wanted to have dinner with Yan Su, and asked him what he meant by the way, but the police station was temporarily busy, so she had to go back in a hurry.

Zhen Ai followed Yan Su and came down the steps unhurriedly. When he stopped suddenly, she almost bumped into him.This time he didn't laugh at her slow reaction, but stood upright in the night, with a faint smile:
"Like I said, everyone lied."

His back was reflected in the night, and his eyes were blackened by the night, like obsidian under the sparkling water, shrewd and insightful.

After three short thought collisions with him just now, Zhen Ai looked forward to knowing what was going on in his mind: "You can tell from his behavior that Yang Zhen is lying?"

"When I asked her a question, she answered it almost without thinking. It's not a quiz contest, normal people would have a moment to think about it."

Zhen Ai felt ashamed when she thought of his previous judgment on Zhao He.Avoidance, eye contact, eyes, time, every slight change in parameters can judge whether a person is lying or not, and he has become a master.

Yan Su: "She doesn't have a boyfriend, but she has someone she likes; she says she doesn't have a cleanliness fetish, but she does."

"I can see my cleanliness, but boyfriend?"

"Whether she has a boyfriend is a very simple question, but she hesitates, which means that she has someone she likes, and she likes it so much that she wants to answer yes when asked. And her clothes and cosmetics, don't you think it has a sense of sight? "

"Like Jiang Xin's style?"

"A woman imitates another woman, either because she likes it or because she is jealous." After Yan Su finished speaking, he suddenly asked, "Did you notice the shopping paper bag on her desk?"

"Commodity items like towels."

"I have a good memory." Yan Su curled the corners of his lips, "But there are no old towels in the bathroom, nor in the trash."

As soon as Zhen Ai mentioned something, she felt that something gradually became clear: "No one will throw away the old toothbrush before buying a new toothbrush, nor will they throw away the old toothbrush before buying a new towel, unless the old towel Something that shouldn't be wiped." A flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, "A bloodstain was wiped at the scene."

"Smart." Yan Su praised her without hesitation.

Zhen Ai pursed her lips, looking calm on the surface, but she couldn't hold back her excitement and excitement in her heart. She liked such stimulating thinking and conversations.She suddenly realized that she had been guided by him to participate a lot without knowing it, and such participation made her very happy.

He's actually not as unapproachable as he appears to be.

All he needs is someone who can talk to him at the level of thinking and keep up with him.

Difficulties followed, and now it seemed that all four of them were suspected.

Zhen Ai asked Yan Su: "Do you know who the murderer is?"

He said flatly, "I won't tell you."

Zhen Ai was slightly stunned, she had said it well before, but how could this person change?

"why did not you tell me?"

Yan Su frowned, and lowered his eyes unhappily: "I'm hungry."

"Who?" Zhen Ai couldn't figure it out, why was she hungry?
"Me." He looked ahead, calmly said: "Until my need for food is not met, I will not satisfy your need for curiosity."

"I'm going to eat right now, why are you so awkward?"

He turned his head slightly and squinted at her: "I'm not awkward. What I said just now is just my usual attitude, but you infer that I'm awkward. There is no cause and effect relationship."

Zhen Ai opened her mouth, unable to refute, so she slowly closed her mouth.

Owen followed up: "I missed the reservation time at the restaurant, and there is no place."

Yan Su accepted it calmly, and strode towards the car: "Do it yourself."

Owen said: "Let the AI ​​work together."

Yan Su paused, and looked at Zhen Ai with judgment: "Why?"

Before Zhen Ai could stop her, Owen had already said, "AI's old apartment was too noisy and I have moved it out. I haven't found a new one yet. Can I let her live with you for a few days?"

Confused: "Doesn't she have a dormitory?"

Owen: "...The dormitory is the dead."

Yan Su was even more puzzled: "Isn't it quieter?"

What happened to his mind?

Owen had a black line: "You let a girl live in a house where a murder just happened?"

"Oh." Yan Su suddenly realized, and looked back at Zhen Ai with a very considerate look, "So you are afraid of ghosts. But you have to believe in science, there are no ghosts in the world."

Zhen Ai calmly said: "I don't believe in ghosts, but isn't there a creature in the world that is more terrifying than ghosts?" Finally, she lowered her eyes and smiled to herself, "Although I am not afraid of this kind of creature."

Yan Su narrowed his eyes slightly, the night made the girl's small face fair and clear, just coming out of the room was still tinged with red, her beautiful eyes were pitch-black, ethereal and indifferent, without a trace of emotion.It's as if nothing in the world has ever affected her, never left even a trace in her eyes.He looked at her thoughtfully for a while, as if he was thinking about something, and the final answer was: "No."

Frustrated, Owen almost growled: "For God's sake, SA you be a gentleman!"

He retorted calmly: "It turns out that the criterion for judging a gentleman is to invite Miss Zhen Ai to live at home."

Owen was on the verge of going crazy: "Why? There are a lot of rooms in your house!"

Someone said righteously: "She will destroy the balance of the family."

"What balance?"

"Besides Marie, Isaac, and Albert, I have never lived in any female creatures. Female hormones are emotional molecules, and I reject any emotional factors."

Zhen Ai struggled to understand for a long time, but ended up with a bunch of question marks on her head?
Owen explained: "Marie is a Singaporean maid, Isaac is a parrot, and Albert is a tropical fish."

Zhen Ai couldn't believe it: "You named your pets after Albert Einstein and Isaac Newton."

"Although I appreciate you seeing the origin of their names, I don't like your attitude towards them." Yan Su raised his chin arrogantly, quite dissatisfied, "Albert is a very smart tropical fish, and Isaac can recite it The three laws of mechanics in English, with a British Devon accent. PS She likes apples very much."

Zhen Ai nodded: "You chose Marie as a maid, maybe because her name is the same as Madame Curie?"

Yan Su squinted at her for a while, then pursed his lips: "You are smarter than I thought. OK, you can stay at my house."

after an hour……

Zhen Ai sat at the bar in the open kitchen, suspiciously watching the slender man with his jacket off cooking in the kitchen.

She has never seen anyone cook with measuring cups, test tubes, small balances and droppers. The seasonings of the main dishes and side dishes are all neatly arranged in order, like children in military training obediently lining up on the plate and standing in a military posture.

The cook counted the seconds silently in his heart, and the order was not messed up in the slightest.

Owen was drinking water at the side, and when Yan Su said that the timing in his heart was exactly the same as the alarm clock, Zhen Ai stretched her neck in amazement: "Anyway, they all need to be eaten, and it doesn't matter if they are so accurate."

Yan Su ignored her at all.

Owen slapped Zhen Ai's hand and said, "Did you see that he even analyzes that others have a desire to control?"

Yan Su: "This is not control. Cooking is a science. Cross-section, longitudinal section, ingredient size ratio, heat, food order, control time, each index will affect the final result. It's like doing a chemical experiment. "

There was no sound.No, three crows flew over Zhen Ai's head.

She thought for a few seconds before hesitatingly said "Oh~~~" to show that she understood.

When the dishes were served, Zhen Ai was dumbfounded.Pine nuts and mung beans are arranged as crop circles, sweet corn is Van Gogh's sunflowers, shrimps, fruits and vegetables are Mayan pyramids, salmon with mustard is the Great Wall, and beef with green peppers is Yang Hui's triangle.

Zhen Ai swallowed her throat: "You made this for people to eat?"

Her point is that it is for people to "eat" rather than "see",

The understanding that can be traced - it is for "people".

So, he was baffled: "Why do you question your own attributes as a 'human'?"

Zhen Ai: "..."

Zhen Ai started, took a sip, and praised: "Yan Su, if you don't decipher the code, you can become a chef."

Such compliments won't make Yan Su react in the slightest.

"You are really easy to buy." He despised her, "If you are good at something, you have to do a related job. I have a hundred lives and I can't live."

"why?"

"The gambler, the grave robber, the thief, the chef, the pastry chef, the pianist, the violinist, the Go player, the chess player... won't I die of exhaustion?"

He was just stating the facts, but it didn't prevent Owen from wanting to beat him up: "Shut up!"

Zhen Ai: "Gambler? Are you good at mental arithmetic? Have you ever smashed a casino in Las Vegas?"

Yan Su's face was slightly gray: "I've said so many things, and you've only heard this one. ... It's still the one I despise the most."

(End of this chapter)