Chapter 538

After that, it was the beginning of the nightmare.

Zhou Qingping lost her job and suffered from depression due to long-term mental tension.

Xiaoshan was originally to be discouraged by the school, but one of his academic papers came into the eye of the above, causing a great sensation in the domestic mathematics circle. The other party could not move him for the time being, so he had to give up.

During this period, Zhou Qingping conceived in October and gave birth to Xiaoliang.

Her depression gradually improved under Xiaoshan's care.

The strong girl never forgot her obsession even though she suffered setbacks.

She will continue to report and appeal until the law is fair to her!

Xiaoshan supported her decision.

Help your girlfriend while finishing school.

But one after another, without interruption.

He doesn't even need the culprit to come forward. His minions who are attached to him and flatter him can teach these two ignorant young people a lesson.

In the face of repeated setbacks, Xiaoshan completed his postgraduate studies.

He gave up his doctoral study and came to J province to join H University.

Five years ago, the above policies changed, the wind tightened, and many tigers fell.

This gave him a chance.

A letter of accusation was sent to the relevant department, and the man was investigated and nearly imprisoned.

But the hundred footed insect died but did not freeze. The other family was in a big situation. Although it took some time and effort, it finally settled the matter and was safe.

But Xiaoshan's behavior has obviously angered each other.

The man allowed the young couple to hop around for years. Then Xiaoshan was charged with intentional injury and sentenced to three years.

A year and a half later, Zhou Qingping gave her son to him and died with hatred.

Jiang Fuyue: "you suspect that your girlfriend's death is related to that person, but you have no evidence."

Xiao Shan's fingers on his knees tightened, and there was still no expression on his face.

But only he knew that the lack of expression was not pretending to be calm, but stiff enough to make no response.

Jiang Fuyue continued her reasoning: "without evidence, you can't bring the other party to justice through normal channels. Besides... Even if there is evidence, you can't completely bring the other party down. You and Zhou Qingping have suffered such losses. What should we do?"

Xiaoshan's fist closed.

"Unless..." Jiang Fuyue looked at him, word by word, "with very normal means."

"What the hell are you trying to say?!"

"Xiaoshan, I should ask you, what are you planning in your heart?" the girl's voice was clear and cool, as if it could pierce the soul.

The man sneered: "abnormal means? Why, do you want to say I want to kill?"

Jiang Fuyue's eyes narrowed slightly and asked, "isn't it?"

Xiao Shan laughed: "Miss Jiang, it's a pity that you don't become a screenwriter."

He spread his hands. "I think I look like this now. It's a problem to kill chicken and fish. Do you still kill? Don't be kidding."

Jiang Fuyue glanced over his legs covered by blankets.

Xiao Shan then said, "I hope you can find out my career and my education before making these irrelevant guesses."

"Professor Xiao wants to say that you are the man who writes with a pen, not the butcher with a knife?"

In exchange for a man's disdainful cold hum.

Jiang Fuyue had no annoyance and did not change her smile.

Suddenly, "since you study mathematics, let me tell you two stories."

The man frowned.

In the middle of the night, the man is going to tell a story?

absurd!

Without giving the other party a chance to refuse, Jiang Fuyue has opened her mouth——

"Galois, you should know? The mathematician of country f, an outstanding mathematical genius in the 19th century, who died suddenly due to duel. He had a good friend named Rupert, who was unfortunately assassinated one day."

"The janitor told Galois that the police had investigated the scene and found no other clues. It was puzzling to see lubber holding half an unfinished apple pie in his hand."

"After investigation, she determined that the perpetrator may be in the apartment. However, the four story apartment has 15 rooms on each floor and more than 100 people live. The situation is more complex."

"Finally, Galois locked room 314 on the third floor, and its resident miser was the murderer. Because - pie's English is pie, and Greek pie is π, which is commonly known as pi, with an approximate value of 3.14."

Xiao Shan raised his eyes: "I've heard the story, but what do you want to explain?"

Jiang Fuyue shrugged: "you see, mathematicians can also be turned into big detectives. They have strict logical thinking, strong reasoning ability, careful calculation and careful planning."

"Well," said Jiang Fuyue, standing back and clapping her hands, "let's start the second story."

"In 1969, a killer claiming to be the" twelve zodiac palaces "attacked seven people with guns and knives in Jinwan District within a year, and all but two died. During this period, he gave a report to the Jinshan chronicle Many terrible letters were sent. Some of them were written in passwords, including a particularly complex letter containing 340 characters, which is the famous 340cipher - "340 password."

It was not until thirty years ago that Jarl van eyckehe and Sam Blake deciphered this code. I hope you have a good time trying to catch me... I am not afraid of the gas chamber, which will send me to heaven faster... Because I now have enough slaves to work for me... The beauty of numbers and structures needs to be sacrificed with blood... "

Jiang Fuyue: "it's not difficult to understand, but what about 'the beauty of numbers and architecture'?"

Xiao Shan: "when you talk about this, I don't understand what you really want to express."

"Don't worry. The zodiac hasn't been captured yet. Many people are guessing his identity. I can tell you clearly that he is a mathematician. Numbers are mathematics, architecture is logic, and he kills people because of his pursuit of perfection."

"Therefore, mathematicians not only have the potential to become detectives, but also have the potential to kill, kill and commit!"

Xiaoshan was shocked.

"Professor Xiao," said Jiang Fuyue, turning back behind him and pushing the wheelchair with one hand, "what about you? Are you a well-dressed professor or a devil with blood on your hands? Have you decided?"

The man listened to the whispers behind him. He felt cold and shivering at the back of his neck.

"Shake what?" Jiang Fuyue said. "I don't eat people. On the contrary, I'd like to kindly remind you that if you take that step, don't be found. What if you get caught? He's so smart, cute and sensible... Are you willing?"

Are you willing to give up?

Willing?

The sound of questioning knocks into the soul.

Xiaoshan's blood coagulated in an instant.

His eyes began to twinkle and his highly nervous facial expression began to twitch.

His face turned white and sweated like rain.

Snap——

As soon as Jiang Fuyue clapped his hands, he trembled: "it seems that I guessed right."

Xiao Shan was unable to refute.

I don't know how long later, the man said, "who are you...?"

"Someone who can help you, or someone who wants to make a deal with you."

"How can you help me?" for the first time, Xiaoshan put down his guard and acquiesced to all Jiang Fuyue's previous guesses.

He has a plan and really wants to put all his eggs in one basket.

The mathematician's knife is in his head, not in his hand.

Jiang Fuyue: "the man who bullied your girlfriend was Meng Zhiru. It happened that I had a little resentment with him. I didn't know until I checked it. I found that it was a coincidence to go around."

That's Lou Mingxin's husband, her good brother-in-law!

"How about I give him to you and pick you up?"

"I deal with life and death?"

Jiang Fuyue nodded and understated: "life or death."

"Oh... Do you know his background and identity?" Xiao Shan sneered.

That year, he and Qingping thought so many ways and entrusted so many people, but they couldn't shake the big tree.

Why is this young girl in front of you?

With her sharp mouth?

Jiang Fuyue seems to see through his ideas. "No matter how much I say now, you won't believe it. Seeing is believing. You'll see what you want."

"What do you mean?"

"At 10 o'clock the day after tomorrow morning, linhuai airport, take your ID card."

With that, Jiang Fuyue bowed into the car.

Liu Jinzhong: "drive."

The black Mercedes Benz leaves in a hurry like the Tathagata. Soon, it disappears into the endless night.

Xiao Shan sat in a wheelchair and didn't move for a long time.

It was not until a cool wind blew and the cold air penetrated into the thin collar that he suddenly recovered.

The expression is changing in the darkness.

Can he trust her?