Chapter 212

"My original intention was to find out the truth of those two things. As for the request of No.0 I've already helped her finish half of it, so I'll leave it to her. "

Wei Boan didn't catch Lu Wen's idea of giving it to zero.

His eyes of this body are gradually dim, it seems that he is about to turn off.

"Where is your real body?" Lu Wen asked.

"I think you already know." Answer, Mr. vesperian.

"But I don't want that place."

"But a lot of the time Things don't always work out

Vesperian takes out his cell phone.

The screen lights up and there's a social platform account on it.

It is the account that has been releasing information about the murderer that has now become a holy land for murderer fans.

There's an update on it.

[I really set the fires in the two prisons]

the following comments rose to tens of thousands in just over ten minutes.

If there is no accident, it has already been on the hot search, and it may even be the first hot search.

This internet war lasted for a whole week, and ended with the murderer pleading guilty.

However, there are still many people who think that this account may be controlled by the executive board, which issued this confession message in the name of the murderer.

So they're all waiting for the killer to send a message with a new account.

"This kind of feeling is very interesting. In the executive board, even if you become the chief executive, you still can't get a hard word from the ordinary people every day. As long as there is a problem with one executive, those people will raise the matter to the whole executive board, and all the executives will be scolded."

Wei bo'an laughed, and his voice became smaller.

"But now I'm a murderer. I've only done a few right things. On the contrary, I've gained a large number of fans. Many people even know that I set off the prison fire and that the escape of those prisoners was also caused by me. I still firmly support me..."

Then his head dropped.

Wei Boan's real body controlled the body from a distance and turned it off.

It's nine in the evening.

The huge yacht sails on the distant sea with bright lights, and some holographic swimming fish swim slowly in the night sky around the yacht.

Lu Wen knew where Wei bo'an might be, but for the sake of safety, he still called Feng Fugui.

"Mr. Feng, people from Hanjiang company, have you arrested them?"

"No, the evidence is still being collected. The company seems to have noticed something. This week, the progress has been quite slow."

As expected, the real murderer was still at large.

Moreover, they have received the help of Du Changqing, the former chief executive, and many clues are not easy to find.

"It seems that they may not survive tonight." Lu Wenyi sighs that it will take 15 minutes from here to the location of Hanjiang company.

During this period, he can do a lot of things.

"What happened? Did the murderer do it again? " Asked Feng Fugui.

"It should have been done."

Lu Wen hangs up.

He picked up the bionic human body in front of him and threw it into the car.

A white note fell from the bionic man's hand.

Lu picked it up and looked at it.

It's a famous poem.

Yeats wrote it.

This is the last time that Wei Boan left a clue for Lu Wen.

[when you are old, gray and sleepy]

do you miss the woman who died of cancer in prison?

Lu Wen was driving in the bright night of area 15. The light blue light seemed to beat on the car body like a gentle wave.

The reflections of the street lamps passed on the windows.

It's only 15 minutes' journey. The car is not fast when it goes through the light and shadow.

Lu Wen didn't know many human beings. Most of them were in a hostile or adversarial relationship. Wei Boan was a different kind of person, who always gave people a feeling of not being too serious.

But many people who are not serious have been serious.

Fifteen minutes later, the car stopped outside an old building near the sea.

Three stories high.

The gray concrete exterior wall is out of place with the rapid development of the outside world.

This is the headquarters of Hanjiang company.

All kinds of ships dock at the coast, and at night, they rise and fall gently with the sea.

[piano sound]

the soft piano sound comes from the inside of the building.

A familiar tune is a song adapted from that poem.

Wei Boan can also play the piano, which is found in the information collected by Lu Wen. His parents are both engaged in the music industry and a very romantic family. As expected, he should grow up to be a great musician, grow up in the spotlight and people's praise, and marry his beloved woman.But he finally chose to carry heavy weapons, put on heavy armor, and walk on the line of life and death every day.

As he said, things are always unsatisfactory.

"Lu Wen!"

Feng Fugui yelled from a distance, and he drove over.

This old executive is busy every day, even more desperate than young people. In this short week, the wrinkles on his face have deepened a lot.

"What about Mr. Wei? Isn't he with you? " Asked Feng Fugui.

"He's in there." He said.

"He's already in?" Feng Fugui was stunned. "If the murderer is also inside and lurking in the dark, isn't that..."

He was suddenly stunned.

According to the existing rules, to go to the unknown dangerous place, bionic people should go ahead.

Now, Lu Wen is outside, and Wei Boan has entered the building.

There seems to be only one answer.

"Mr. Wei Is he the murderer? "

"Well."

Surprised, puzzled, incredible.

Many words can be used to describe Feng Fugui's mood at this moment.

When he looked at the building in front of him, the soothing piano was still playing. After all, he was an experienced old executive. In a moment, he understood a lot.

"No wonder No wonder the killer can always be one step ahead of us

The killer was always around them.

"Mr. Feng, please wait outside for a while. I'll go in and have a look. I'll call you if there is no danger." He said.

"I'll go in with you." Feng Fugui shook his head.

At his age, life and death are relatively indifferent.

"All right, I'll go ahead."

According to the judgment of the system, the sound of piano comes from the third floor.

The first and second floors of the building are dark, only the third floor has weak light.

"By the way, Wei Boan has admitted through that account that he set the fire himself. Now the public opinion on the Internet is leaning towards the executive board, which is a good phenomenon."

People began to denounce the wandering poet, although they did not know who the murderer was and what the purpose was.

Many people have asked the executive board to arrest the murderer as soon as possible and make his true identity public.

"It smells of gasoline." Feng Fugui suddenly holds Lu Wen.

They just walked into the first floor.

Lu Wen stretched out his left hand and a strong light came out of his palm.

The interior decoration of the building is very good, in sharp contrast to the old appearance.

Inside is the ticket office.

There are many posters on the left and right walls, which are related to ship leasing and preferential activities.

On the far left is the staircase up.

"There's a lot of gasoline spilled on the walls and on both sides of the ground. Only the stairs are clean." Lu Wen judged: "Wei Boan knew we would come, but he didn't want to kill us Or did he leave himself a way to escape? "

Lu once again urged Feng Fugui to wait outside.

Once the fire broke out, the old executive's body was hard to bear.

"It's OK. I've lived for so many years, and I've experienced everything I should have experienced. There's no regret. As for the will On the day I joined the industry, it was already written. "

Feng Fugui is very free and easy.

Lu Wenwen wants to knock him out.

But after thinking about it, this old man has been on the executive board all his life. Maybe this is the last big case he cracked before he retired. If he is knocked unconscious and carried out now, he will surely leave a lot of regret in his heart. This regret will accompany him all his life until the day of his death.

Two people carefully in the dark corridor between the upward march.

The light in Lu Wen's palm is the only light source.

They try not to get the gas around them.

The piano is getting closer and closer.

Third floor.

This is a warehouse.

Large and small paper boxes, abandoned wooden boats, dusty furniture, rusty scaffolding, rolls of posters and An old piano.

The dim yellow light swayed gently on the top of the building.

Wei Boan sat in front of the piano, ten fingers moving, skillfully pressing each black and white key.

He didn't seem to notice the arrival of the two, just focused on playing.

"Mr. Wei, why do you do this?" There are still many doubts in Feng Fugui's mind.

As Wei Boan, if he wants to re investigate the case of that year and disclose some unknown things, he can do it honestly.

Why incarnate as the wandering poet?

"If you want to defeat the darkness, you have to blend in with it." Wei Boan's face was calm and he quoted a classic saying.

"But if the light is strong enough, there is no escape from all darkness." Lu Wen retorts."That's the problem, the light you're talking about Not strong enough. "

"Nothing is powerful from the beginning."

If there is a debate, Lu Wen can argue all day.

"I found that you didn't learn any of Charlotte's advantages, but you inherited all of them. That little girl was also very good at speaking, but most people couldn't say him." He said.

"Maybe shortcomings are more infectious." Lu Wen replied.

"Yes, so darkness is more likely to spread." Wei bo'an said with a smile.

Lu Wenyi was stunned.

However, in two or three words, Wei Boan had the upper hand in the argument.

This middle-aged man is much smarter than he looks.

"When I first became the director general of the executive board, I was ambitious and wanted to carry out reform and reverse the previous cases of injustice and falsehood one by one, so I found out many controversial cases in those years, and finally found that I was too naive at the time. "

If we want to get rid of those old things one by one, the whole city of Mau will become chaotic.

Businessmen, politicians, economists, educators

Countless celebrities are involved in the past.

It's like a huge spider web, covering the dark sky of the city, binding everyone together.

"Pull a hair and move the whole body?" Feng Fugui figured out the key point of the matter.