Chapter 1791

Recently, I have nothing to do with my leisure. Apart from occasionally hanging out with Pockmarked Li, I just stay in the shop and rummage through the newspaper to sleep. My life is boring but comfortable.

This day I took a life newspaper to read. The main reason why I read life newspaper is that there will be some strange news and strange things around in this newspaper, which is more suitable for me.

But with so many experiences, it's hard to get any news to attract my attention now.

I just didn't expect to open another page of the newspaper. I shook my hand and immediately became interested.

The huge headline of the newspaper said: "the extraordinary death of genius - accidental or intentional murder?"? 》

it's not surprising to say that there are death events almost every day in the age of Internet development, but it's rare that the genius death events occupy most of the newspaper pages, which makes people have to be suspicious.

I immediately read the whole report carefully and couldn't help but sigh.

This genius death happened in this city. One of the dead and I were in a district. It took me half an hour to drive, which attracted my attention.

According to the report, three people have died in a row in this month. These three people can be said to be geniuses in their respective industries. The first one is the winner of the financial industry. The market value of the company he runs has directly doubled in a short period of one year. But at the beginning of this month, he was found dead in the newly purchased villa.

There is no abnormal phenomenon in the dead, so I went to sleep. The public security bureau did autopsy and found no hidden cause of the dead. Finally, it can only be attributed to overwork and sudden death

The second dead man was a great writer, whose first book was highly praised. He just won a prize in the last two months, but half a month ago, the writer died in a car accident. Unfortunately, the place where the accident happened happened to be the dead corner of the camera. When the accident happened, there were no witnesses, and there was no shadow of the driver. The strangest thing was that the camera of other sections showed that there should be no car passing in that section when the writer died.

The third victim was a college student who majored in computer science and designed a game. Just last week, the game had been bought by a famous game company, and the college student's value rose! And just a week ago, the college student died. In front of the public, he put the mouse line on his neck. Even though many people stopped him, he still didn't come back.

The newspaper made up three incidents into conspiracy theory, which also aroused my interest, so I checked them online.

This investigation found that there was no connection between the three incidents. The three dead had nothing to do with each other, that is, none of the relatives who went out of Wufu. Therefore, the Internet was more inclined to believe that the three dead had committed suicide under excessive pressure.

Of course, there are different views, after all, except for the college student, the other two dead can not be suicide. For a time, various conspiracy theories emerged in endlessly. Some people said it was haunted directly. Others predicted that the next dead would appear soon

"The death of genius? Brother Zhang, what do you want to do? "

The sudden voice startled me. I turned around and saw Pockmarked Li standing beside me, holding the newspaper I had just put aside.

I didn't ask him how he came in without squeaking, but he said innocently that he called me as soon as he came in, but I didn't hear him.

I patted my head. I guess I was too absorbed in watching the news. Now I asked him with a smile what he came to me to do. If I drink, I won't do it.

Pockmarked Li is a person who does not drink in a day, but feels uncomfortable all over. He has no conditions to create conditions and also needs to drink. Although I don't drink alcohol, I also like to drink two, but I've been drinking too much recently. I just got drunk by pockmarked Lee the day before yesterday, and now I'm sober. I can't drink any more.

"Hey, do I look like someone who only knows how to drink?" "I have a good thing to look for you," said Pockmarked Li

I don't believe staring at him. I don't know him. What's the good thing?

Pockmarked Li mysteriously took an envelope out of her arms and handed it to me. I took it suspiciously, opened it and saw that there were two tickets for the concert.

I am a little speechless: "I say pockmarks, what good is that?"

I can't understand these elegant things. I just went to another place to sleep.

Pockmarked Li said with a smile that this is just one of the good things, and others.

I became more suspicious and asked him what he was up to.

He scratched his head and embarrassed to tell me that someone asked me for help. The concert ticket was also sent by that person. There are other benefits after he helps.

"No, if there's business coming, can I take it?" I threw the ticket aside and tapped my finger on my thigh.

Pockmarked Li quickly explained that because it was a small matter, he didn't want to take care of it at first, but he was embarrassed to refuse to be found. But he couldn't solve it. He had to ask me for help.

I know in my heart that it must be Pockmarked Li who wants to take a small job in private, but I can't make sure to come to me to wipe his ass.

"What the hell is going on?" I think it's OK to be idle anyway. Besides, it's not good to smash the signboard of Pockmarked Li. After all, he came to pick up the antique street business a lot of times."It's not a big deal, it's just It's a person who has nightmares all the time, and it's the same dream. "

I nodded and thought it was really not a big deal. It didn't have to do with the spirit of the underworld. So I promised Ma Zi to go and have a look.

Immediately, Pockmarked Li smiled and pulled me out of the door, turning seven or eight to a place.

"Yo, isn't this the famous C University? What, the students here are looking for you? " As soon as I see the name of this school, I'll try my best. There are two famous points in C University: first, it's a first-class institution of higher learning; second, there are many beauties.

As expected, just after standing for a while, I saw a batch of long legged little beauties coming out of the school gate, and Pockmarked Li and I were all green.

Pockmarked Li laughs, admiring the beauty and telling me that he is not a student, but a professor of C University.

Professor?

I'm a little strange. I haven't dealt with these professors before. One by one, they are either fake or real. Anyway, they are absolutely difficult to get along with. I'm not willing to deal with them.

I have to give face to Pockmarked Li. I have to go and have a look.

As soon as Pockmarked Li entered the school, he made a phone call. About ten minutes later, a male professor in gold rimmed glasses, with an inch in his head and a suit hurried to come here. Although the weather was not hot, his forehead was sweating a lot.

I actually know each other. It's not that I have any friendship with him, but that I often see him in the news papers, the famous professor of History Department of C University! The published papers are very authoritative, and the students under his name are not bad. They are also found in many of Professor Zhou's papers.

"Are you master Zhang Jiulin? I've heard so much. " He bent a little towards me and held out his right hand.

I held out my hand and looked at him quietly. I saw that he was dark in the impression, his breath was empty, and his face was waxy yellow. It seemed that he was no different from the seriously ill people, so I could not help being curious. If it's just a nightmare, it's not good at all?

When he saw me looking at him, he couldn't help but smile and say, "Master Zhang, am I hopeless?"

"Find a place where you can talk. Let's talk about it later." I wave my hand. There is a kind of Yin Qi in his body, but it's not obvious. The key is that it's not surprising that this kind of Yin Qi is felt by professors of history department. They often deal with all kinds of antiques and inevitably encounter some things.

Three people went to a teahouse near the school. When the tea came up, Professor Zhou said with a wry smile that he often had nightmares recently. He would wake up every day and couldn't work at ease.

"I heard pockmarked say, what is your dream in the end?" I frowned.

Professor Zhou looked around cautiously, then lowered his voice and said, "I always dream that I can't die well..."