Reasoning Notes

Chapter 154 Reasoning Notes 4: Return of Ye Shenyue (16)
"It's not difficult." He walked over, the eyes behind the mask were just two black shadows, "Just check the surveillance video carefully. By the way, my people monitor every corner of the city, Therefore, everyone who had contact with the deceased will be investigated one by one, so that the suspect can be found. It's unlucky, you were immediately listed as the number one suspect by me. As for how you killed, hmph, not to mention Fortunately, I know your master, not in the real sense, but from rumors. I heard that the strange old man can escape from the most tightly guarded prison in Europe without any effort."

"Who the hell are you?" Dream Stealer suddenly felt that fear was constantly emerging from the bottom of his heart.

He didn't expect that his ability would be easily seen through.Who is this figure wearing a white mask standing in the dark night?

"I'm Joker." He took something out of his pocket while talking.With a flick of two fingers, a hole was instantly opened in the night air.

The Dream Thief moved, and quickly caught the flying object—the playing card, the supreme card face, Joker!

"Then why are you looking for me?" Dream Thief looked at the playing card and asked coldly.

"I told you, you can join us."

"you?"

"Yes, we are a group of people who share the same philosophy as you."

"What concept?"

"Haha," Joker laughed, "Of course, the concept of using evil to play with the world."

Terrible fellow!However, it is exactly the same as my own idea.

The Dream Thief turned over the poker cards in his hand, thought about it, and then said, "It's just that I don't want to be a low-level subordinate, and it's more comfortable to be alone."

"A person?" Joker smiled again, with a certain disdain, "Indeed, you have the ability that no one can match, but unfortunately, you are too young in killing people. Do you think that the suicides you committed did not To attract the attention of others? I can tell you that if you continue to commit crimes like this recklessly, your end will be miserable."

The Dream Thief fell silent for a moment, this guy was right.It's just that asking him to be someone else's subordinate is also unacceptable to his noble self-esteem.

"Don't worry," Joker seemed to see through his worries again, and threw another poker card over, "Your status will be very high. With your ability, you can order more subordinates."

"Ace of Clubs?" Dream Thief stared at the poker cards he had just received, and his heart moved.

——No matter how you look at it, it is a top-ranked card.

"Okay, I promise." After thinking for a long time, Dream Thief finally uttered these words.

The scene pulls back to the back room of the coffee shop.

"This is my target person?" The Dream Thief stared at a photo that appeared on the screen.

It was a photo of a beautiful woman's life.She is in her twenties, with a beautiful and unremarkable face, long light brown hair spread out, and a woman's gentleness in her smiling eyes.

"She's so pretty!" The Dream Thief sighed, but the corners of her lips curled up maliciously, "It's a pity that she won't live long."

At this time, outside the coffee shop, the rain stopped.

Red dragonflies, a large group, are busy flying.

They hover above the water, and not far away are young people sitting on a bench reading a book quietly.The sunlight slid down his chin in a straight line.The water vapor from the faucet floats in the light, creating a layer of faint multicolored mist.

"Hi, have you been waiting for a long time?" Following the voice, a beautiful girl walked to the bench.The young man raised his head and showed a bright smile: "You are here."

The girl sat down beside the young man.He continued to read, and she leaned against his shoulder, happily looking at the flying dragonflies in front of her eyes—the red images flashing on her retina.

"Ding Lingling!" The rapid ringing of the phone broke the silence of the morning, and the girl who was sleeping on the bed woke up suddenly.The soft morning light poured in from the window, and she patted her head.She was dreaming again, always about that person.Every night, the once happy old days are played in a dream like an intermittent movie.

But, that person is already dead... She rubbed her eyes, and it was wet again.

The phone is still ringing tirelessly.In the photo frame next to the phone is a photo of a girl and a young man on a university campus.

"It's so early, who is it..." The girl raised her left hand, scratched her messy hair a few times, and answered the phone with her right hand.

"Hi, Xiaoling, good morning!" A cheerful voice came from the receiver.

Ma Xiaoling was stunned, and asked hesitantly, "You... who are you?"

"You forgot about me? Really?" the man pressed.

Ma Xiaoling stopped to think for a few seconds, then said with regret, "I'm sorry, I can't remember. What is your name?"

"My name?" The man paused before slowly saying, "Xiaoling, you shouldn't forget me. I'm Tianjing, Yi Tianjing!"

"What?" Ma Xiaoling was surprised, but also very suspicious, "You are Yi Tianjing? This is impossible?!"

The person she liked had passed away more than a year ago.This is not a dream, but a cruel reality.

"Don't make fun of this kind of thing." Ma Xiaoling angrily reprimanded.

She was in a bad mood when she encountered a prank early in the morning.

"I'm not kidding. I'm right outside your door right now, you just have to come out and make sure."

What?How dare you come to the door so brazenly? !
Ma Xiaoling threw away the microphone, jumped off the bed, and walked to the door barefoot.Looking through the door opening, I saw a man wearing sunglasses standing at the door, with a strange smile on his face, his figure was somewhat similar to Yi Tianjing... Ma Xiaoling looked around the room, and picked up a baseball Great.

This is absolutely impossible, because she knows better than anyone that Yi Tianjing is dead.

When she was ready, she grabbed the doorknob with her hand and opened the door vigorously.

"Who the hell are you?" She held up her bat, but the man outside the door didn't show any panic.

"I've said it before, I'm Yi Tianjing." Man, no, Plum Blossom A said with a smile, and slowly took off his sunglasses, revealing pupils as gorgeous as the stars.

In an instant, Ma Xiaoling entered a dazed state, as if all her consciousness instantly turned into tiny wings, flying lightly in the nothingness.Her empty face was completely illuminated by those eyes, and the bat in her hand fell quietly to the floor with a crisp sound.

At the beginning, no one connected the women in white robes with this incident.They suddenly appeared in this city, every street, every neighborhood, every school.No one knows their origins, they have a uniform dress: in addition to white flowing robes, a white veil covers the face, and the hair is tied into a dignified bun.They speak very softly, with a sense of illusory mystery, which is incompatible with this noisy world.

In the endless streets, you can see company employees with briefcases, hot girls playing with mobile phones, and young people dressed in hip-hop, but this group of women in white shows a particularly weird and special sense of existence.

"Are you going to sell your dreams?" they whispered to those passing by.

Can dreams be sold too?People stopped and looked at them suspiciously.

It is not bread, books, mobile phones and other items with specific forms, nor is it virtual goods such as recharge cards and game currency... Even dreams can be sold, how ridiculous it sounds.As a result, most people chose to pass by indifferently.Naturally, in addition to ignoring, some people will choose to ask for details in more detail.Perhaps, that person was just out of curiosity.Anyway, the first person to ask this.

"How to sell dreams?"

"It's very simple, just sign your name here." The white-robed woman calmly took out a contract.

"Then sell the dream, what can I get?"

"happiness."

"happiness?"

"It's about making your life better."

All in all, it means that it can change the tragic fate of the poor.

"Then what do I have to lose?"

"What you lose is just a dream."

This sounds like a good deal.If you think about it carefully, even if you stop dreaming, it is not a serious matter, and it is not even worth mentioning.

So, someone began to sign the contract.

Party A—own name, Party B—Dream Stealer.

Even the person who made the contract probably only had a half-prank idea in mind.Who would really believe that selling dreams can change fate?The world is often so strange, a rumor quickly spread in the city.

"You know? The person who signed the contract is really lucky!"

"Really?"

"It's true. I heard that a beggar has been lucky since he signed the contract. Not only did he win a lot of money in lottery tickets, but he also owns a luxury house and drives in and out every day in a famous car."

In the subway, on the road, and in the store, high school students are talking, white-collar workers are talking, wage earners are talking, almost the same rumors.

——If you make a contract, you will get good luck.

If people were still skeptical, then after the news media got involved and after in-depth interviews and reports, this matter became really credible.

The TV station found several parties——

"I have been unemployed for more than a year. I suffered a work-related injury before. Not only was I fired by the company, but I couldn't even get a penny of compensation. My life was close to despair... It was the Dream Stealer who saved me. I don't know how The thing is, since I signed the contract, my fate has changed. There is a hospital willing to treat my injury for free, and the previously arrears of work injury compensation has also arrived, and my wife and children who left me have all returned gone."

(End of this chapter)