Reasoning Notes

Chapter 189 Reasoning Notes 4: Return of Ye Shenyue (51)
"Is this your code name?" Jing asked.

Heikui A bowed her head in silence, her slight smile shone coldly under the moonlight.

Jing suddenly thought of something and asked, "Your organization is code named after playing cards?"

Heikui A continued to smile, as if acquiescing to everything Jing had deduced.

"But, why did you let me know?" Jing didn't understand, he asked the young man, "Your organization should always be hidden in the dark, so that the world cannot know. Didn't you betray your companions by doing this?" ?”

"Hey!" Hei Kui A laughed again, the corners of his mouth curled up, and a cold voice came out between his lips and teeth, "Companion? I don't need this kind of thing."

Jing was stunned, this young man who looked like he was only about 15 years old, but the loneliness in his body was like a crazy plant.Looking at the young man with respect, the sadness in his heart fainted little by little.

Such a child has the loneliness and vicissitudes of an adult.

After that, they also talked about Joker, about Death Note, and about a lot of things about that organization.Hei Kui A told Jing everything he knew without reservation.Jing knows that Hei Kui A intends to use his own hands to eradicate that organization.

"Don't get me wrong," Heikui A suddenly said when leaving, "I'm not telling you everything to uphold justice, hehehe, I have my own justice."

He turned and left, quietly disappearing into the night.Under the hazy moonlight, the psychedelic image of Hei Kui A disappeared without a trace like smoke in an instant.

The wind from the end of the night passed by Jing's side in large swaths.I don't know if you meet Hei Kui A in the future, will they be rivals or friends.

A year has passed, and it is a new year.

Jing was still so busy that he didn't see anyone for several days.Ling faintly sensed that Jing was investigating something secretly, and it was a very dangerous thing.She wanted to ask him several times, but she opened her mouth, and the voice lingered on her lips for a few seconds, and finally it turned into a ball of sighs and spit out softly.

In the days when she was alone with the detective agency, Ling decided to try knitting a scarf.A new sweater store opened downstairs, and she went there to buy a large bag of wool.The middle-aged proprietress smiled and asked her, "Did you weave it for your husband?"

She left shyly, a flushed flower bud blooming on her face at some point.

There are videos on the Internet that teach knitting skills, and Ling learns while watching.Her hands were clumsy, and the knitting needles kept poking her fingers, and over time, a lot of pain gathered on her hands.They were like a group of captured beasts, not keeping their duties, and she frowned in pain.

Painful and tired, Ling would raise her head and look at the calendar on the wall—Christmas is still two months away.

Christmas in 2010, they made an appointment.

After she stopped knitting, Ling turned her head and looked out of the balcony.The leaves began to turn yellow, the wind became bitter, and the dry branches made a crackling sound, echoing in the unique weather in the south.

Do you still remember that promise?

It's almost done.

The cold wind was blowing everywhere, Jing wrapped his coat tightly, and walked against the wind on the street with fallen leaves.

His heart was heavy.The investigation of the poker organization is almost complete, and he has figured out the identities of most of the people in the organization, leaving only the most important person—Joker!

Passing by a small jewelry store, Jing stopped suddenly.He gazed at a pair of delicate rings displayed in the window.

He has not forgotten.He told Ling that he would propose to her this Christmas.He went in and ordered the rings.He asked to engrave two letters on the back of the ring - Y and M, which are the initials of his and Ling's names.The owner of the jewelry store told him to come back in a month to pick it up.

A month passed, and the owner did not wait for the respect.She was wondering if the guest was delayed by something.The shop owner is a married woman, she knows what this pair of rings represent, and customers will definitely come to pick them up.The shopkeeper put the ring in a safe and stored it.

The calendar on the wall turns over day by day.The temperature in the city is getting lower and lower, the trees have lost all their leaves, and the wind is rushing across the street like a roaring beast.

The shopkeeper guards her shop, watching all kinds of passers-by sparsely leave hurried figures on the window.Every time a customer comes in, the owner can't help but look up.The person who came was not the guest.Another half month has passed, and the owner is a little worried whether the guests will be in time.

As Christmas approached, snowflakes danced over the city, colliding with the little beat.

The electric heater is whistling, and the wind chimes hanging on the store door are stirring a pleasant melody.Another guest came.The shopkeeper followed the prestige, and his expression suddenly became relieved - the late guest came.

Jing hurriedly took the ring.

"Merry Christmas!" said the owner with a smile.

Jing was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Merry Christmas!"

He went out and stood on the snowy street.The snow that fell on the palm of my hand seemed to be the feathers that accidentally fell from the wings of an angel.He raised his head and glanced at the city and the icy sky.

"It's Christmas again." Jing sighed.

Not wearing a scarf, some thin snowflakes got into the collar of his clothes mischievously, and small clusters of coldness lived on the surface of the skin, Jing couldn't help shrinking his neck.Some worries silently froze in his heart.

Just today, he has found out Joker's true identity.But unfortunately, he was also spotted by Joker.

Joker won't let him go, Jing knows that very well.Before Joker finds him, he must write all the truth he knows in his reasoning notes, and then make it public.

"Respect, Christmas Eve tonight, I will wait for you outside the church."

"Ling, I will go."

Hang up the phone, continue to work, the time on the computer shows 8:00.

The sound of typing keyboards hurriedly filled the gaps in this dark night in groups.After setting the password of the reasoning room, Jing uploaded the reasoning notes to the dedicated server of the God of Reasoning, which was the space address told to him by a man named Er Dai.He once met Er Dai in a murder case, Er Dai admired him very much and promised to recommend him to the God of Reasoning.

If the second generation finds this room of reasoning, he will be able to pass through 10 doors of reasoning and dig out Joker's true face.I am convinced of this.The pale computer screen light jumped on his tense face, and the snow outside floated quietly.

The fingers typing on the keyboard finally stopped, Jing Chang breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the cold coffee cup, and brought it to his mouth.In his eyes, the words "Uploading, 56% complete" were displayed on the computer screen.

70%, 80%... Then the inner anxiety increases.Jing looked at his watch, and there were only 20 minutes left of the time agreed with Ling.It was too late to rush to the church from here.

Jing picked up the phone and dialed the familiar number.Little did he know that this would be the last time he would dial that number.

He wanted to tell Ling that he would go there later.

Behind him, a calm and evil face appeared in the quiet darkness at this time. Under the two dark and cold pupils, the corners of the curved mouth were smiling sinisterly.

Ling sneezed.The phone in her pocket was vibrating, she took it out to see that it was a call from Jing.

"Hey, is that respect? Why don't you speak? Respect? Respect..."

The call was silent, followed by a long busy tone.Then, the phone hung up for unknown reasons.When Ling called back again, she couldn't get through.

What's wrong with you?Did something happen to him?no, I can not!
She stood in the swirling snowflakes, anxiously waiting for Jing's arrival.

But the person she was waiting for had already fallen into a pool of blood.

Joker put away the pistol with the silencer installed, checked the computer Jing was using just now, and then slapped the table in frustration.Before this guy died, all the records were erased, and the reasoning notes that were enough to pose a threat to him were lost.But, as long as this Yi Tianjing dies, he should be able to sit back and relax from now on. Thinking of this, Joker let out a wicked smile in relief.He took out his cell phone and called his men.The next thing to do is to fake the death of the famous detective as an accidental car accident.It was a small matter to him.

There are laughter everywhere, Christmas Eve hymns everywhere, and church bells ringing, which is the end song of the year.

Ling sat on a pew outside the church, holding her phone tightly with both hands.The agreed time has already passed, and Jing still hasn't come.Ling hugged the scarf she wove for Jing, tears fell involuntarily, and the temperature penetrated into the snowdrift and melted quietly.

The phone was pressed against the palm, and suddenly, the frequency of the vibration passed through the skin recklessly.

When a call came, Ling suddenly raised her head, it was Jing's call.

"Respect, is that you? Is that you?!"

(End of this chapter)