C57

Xu Haoqing frowned, looking at me and Li Fengyun, asking if we saw anything wrong.

"Captain Xu, I'm not too good at talking. I just feel awkward." I tell the truth.

"Is the color different?" The sharper Li Fengyun asked.

Captain Xu said he was not sensitive to colors. All he could see were bright red eyes. Other than depression and strangeness, he felt nothing else.

The technician nodded, "Feng Yun is right, the color is different."

Wasn't it different? But I look the same bright red?

The technician said, "It's not exactly the same. It's all the same bright red, but it's a little different if we say the same."

Xu Haoqing's face was ugly, but he did not flare up.

If it was in normal times, he would have already cursed. This technician's status must be a bit high, Captain Xu was too embarrassed to urge him to stop.

Technician: "Do you know how to paint a house?"

He asked this seemingly unrelated question.

Xu Haoqing said, "I know. Wear a hat on your head and change into some rags. Take a paintbrush and paint yourself. Then, dip it in the paint and apply it to the wall."

The technician rolled his eyes at Xu Haoqing, "Old Xu, can you stop talking?"

"You asked me …"

Let me say it. Generally speaking, painting in a clean water room is more troublesome, requiring one to shave, sandpaper, and latex in order to make the wall flat, and allow the paint to cover the wall in a sufficient and uniform manner. But Han Chunsheng's family had clearly painted this wall long ago, so when it was painted in a different color, it wouldn't be as troublesome.

Hearing the technical staff's explanation, Xu Haoqing had a dissatisfied look on his face: "Old Xia, can you pick the point?"

"But as to how many times this paint has been applied, there is no fixed procedure. Generally speaking, a white wall should be painted with other colors at least twice. For a situation like Han Chunsheng's where a white wall is painted bright red, I estimate that it would have to be painted red three times. "

"But in reality, the paint Han Chunsheng used was very awesome. This kind of import speed dry paint can completely paint the white wall red just once, achieving a similar effect as now."

Xu Haoqing asked, "What do you mean? More than once in his study? "

"That's the problem. You guys are not experts in this field, so you won't be able to tell that after our tests, the east wall of the study has been scrubbed three times, the north wall has been scrubbed three times, and the west wall has been scrubbed twice." Do you understand? "

I understood. The three walls and ceiling had different levels of paint.

But I really didn't notice, I just felt a little awkward.

As it turned out, it was because the paint layers on the walls and ceiling were different that caused the three walls and ceiling to have slight differences in color, which was why it was so awkward.

Xu Haoqing: "What did you say? How many times? Why don't you just brush it three times? Is there not enough paint? "

After he finished speaking, he immediately shook his head. "No, Han Chunsheng said that he still has half a bucket of paint left for the painters."

Technician: "After our inspection and analysis, the north and west walls have been painted three times, the east wall has been painted once, the ceiling has been painted twice, and the three walls and ceiling have been painted in different amounts. But because this kind of paint is really awesome, it's hard to tell without the aid of an instrument. When I first came in, other than feeling a bit uncomfortable, I really didn't notice the difference in the amount of paint on his wall and ceiling. "

"Oh right, there's another one, the painting workers are not professional, take the eastern wall for example, the middle part of the painting is thick, the four corners are not brushed at all, the other walls are the same as the ceiling, if it's ordinary paint, it's obvious that the color difference, but the quality of this paint is too great, it's hard to see the difference in color."

After the technician finished speaking, I carefully examined each wall. Sure enough, I noticed that the paint color in the corner of the wall had lightened a little. As for the difference between the color of each wall and the ceiling, I really couldn't tell.

Xu Haoqing pulled me and Li Fengyun to the empty room next door, and asked, "Did you guys see what Old Xia said?"

"Basically not."

"Me too."

Hearing our words, Xu Haoqing felt relieved, "I thought I was the only one who was blind. It turns out everyone is the same …"

"Captain Xu, are the different layers of paint on the walls and ceiling due to the painter's negligence or intentional?" Li Fengyun asked.

Xu Haoqing said, "It's hard to say. I feel that the painter who helped Han Chunsheng's study is not that simple."

Indeed, how could a qualified painter paint a customer's house like this when painting?

There were two layers on the first floor, and there were even three layers. Furthermore, the painting in the middle was done very carefully, with only four corners left. That fellow felt that the paint Han Chun Sheng bought was too good.

According to Old Xia, who was skilled in the art of painting, a room that had already been painted had to be painted at least twice. Han Chunsheng was not lacking in money, so why didn't the workers paint it three or four times for him?

Furthermore, Han Chunsheng also said that the remaining half a barrel of paint was given to the painters...

But where are we going to find the painter now that there are so many people?

And what about those words that couldn't be seen on the north wall?

Xu Haoqing ran over to pull Old Xia over again, asking, "Old Xia, are there any words on the north wall?"

Old Xia: "Words? What the heck! Not just to the north, but to the east and west and on the ceiling. "

"Did you get the equipment? You didn't get any potions to try it? "

"Aren't you watching too much TV …?" Old Xia casually replied.

Naturally, I believe in the professionalism of Old Xia and the other technicians. Since they were unable to see the words on the north wall with the help of the equipment, it means that there really aren't any words on the wall at all.

But what about Han Chun Sheng? What did he mean by the words he said on the wall?

Now that Han Chun Sheng has gone missing, it's impossible for us to get the answer from him. Zhang Yingying seems to have some questions, so we shouldn't count on her.

The man on the phone had something in his words that seemed to indicate that he could solve the mystery of Han Chun Sheng's disappearance.

But right now, we really can't find the answer.

Old Xia: "Old Xu, let's pack up. We've already finished our work."

Xu Haoqing nodded helplessly, then announced the withdrawal of his team.

"Feng Yun, Shu Jing, you two should go back and rest. Ai, I won't say much about this defeat. Feng Yun, rest well when you get back. How were your injuries when we crashed into each other?"

Li Fengyun said, "I'm fine. Captain Xu, don't be so silly. I'm not blaming you. You should go back and rest as well. You'll only have the energy to face the challenges that follow up."

Xu Haoqing confirmed that Zhang Yingying was under his control from the hospital before letting us go back. He also brought the policemen and left.

"..."

In the next few days, Xu Haoqing was completely busy. I worked every day as usual, while Li Fengyun stayed in the dorm, and Han Chunsheng's situation progressed very slowly. Every time I called Xu Haoqing, he would just make a lot of noise and curse, of course, the one who scolded was him, and the one being scolded was one of his subordinates.

I know that Xu Haoqing was worried about Han Chun Sheng's disappearance, but it was useless for him. This loss made us feel that our opponent was very strong.

On the other hand, I felt a surge of anger.

As the phone-man said, most of the members of the organization were ordinary people like Yao Bin.

I've seen Yao Bin's capabilities, or perhaps it should be said the strength of a well-trained ordinary person. They are definitely on par with the semi-finished version of 'Superman Plan' that Li Fengyun and I have come up with.

From the way Yao Bin did it, if he wasn't in too much of a hurry to kill his girlfriend when she was just insulted, it would be hard to determine the culprit.

Moreover, his intention in killing He Jin wasn't to help his girlfriend or vent his anger, but to seek death.

Because he knew some of the secrets of the "yes" organization, after Lao Xiao disappeared and left the organization, he knew that he was going to be killed by the organization, so he did not run away, but chose to kill himself instead.

Yao Bin, a formidable opponent.

If the members of the "yes" group were people like Yao Bin, we really wouldn't have any advantage over them.

Even though we are still in the semi-finished stages of the 'Superman Project', we aren't any stronger than someone like Yao Bin who had undergone professional training. Furthermore, the final test Yao Bin went through before his training ended was to kill someone.

Such people were more likely to go to extremes and become fugitives. This was because many years ago, their lives had already been lost …

However, Li Fengyun and Xu Haoqing are still half finished products of the 'Superman Plan'. If we can't even deal with those normal people, then the 'Superman Plan' really has no meaning.

The Han Chunsheng incident slowly progressed, Zhang Yingying recovered from the hospital and returned home, under the "protection" of the police, to continue her life.

According to Xu Haoqing, Zhang Yingying's performance was very normal. She showed the sadness and sadness of a husband's missing wife, and also showed a high degree of concern for the progress of Han Chun Sheng's case. However, we don't know if she was really this sad or just faking it.

The telephone man did not contact us again, the old ugly also did not appear, we do not know whether the telephone man is old ugly.

Perhaps, as the phone-man said, we will never find Han Chunsheng again.

Before Yao Bin was put on trial, Xu arranged for us to visit him.

Yao Bin was very calm in the jail. Ever since the day he joined the 'C' organization, he had already put his life on the line and knew that this day would come for him.

"Shu Jing, how is she?" Yao Bin asked.

"I can guarantee her safety, but there's nothing I can do about the sadness in her heart." I answered truthfully.

"Oh, it's okay, she's a girl with a soft exterior and a tough body. Her pain is worse than a short pain, she'll be better after a while. Thank you, please help me continue to protect her."

"Alright."

Li Fengyun passed Yao Bin a cigarette and asked, "Do you regret this?"

"Do you regret killing someone?"

"No, I'm talking about regretting walking this path. Joining that organization and helping them with their work. With your hands stained with blood, do you regret doing this path?"

Yao Bin shook his head, "Regret? I don't know what regret is. I only know that I have no choice. When a person was about to starve to death, if someone gave him a mouthful of food and let him live, he could do anything for that person because if he didn't do anything for that person, he would starve to death. Moreover, if someone wanted to kill him, they would only do it with their fingers. In that case, who had a choice? "No choice, no choice at all …"

He looked optimistic, but when he took a closer look, he could feel his pessimism and despair.