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When I left the meeting room, I saw that Meng Chi had picked up the "Gray List" physical book, and when I saw Mu Ershao's signature and inscription, his indifferent expression for a long time slowly changed...like A flash, flashed.

Then, together with his face, disappeared into the shadows together.

...

"What are your plans next?"

Walking out of the reception room, he looked at Bai Muchuan and blinked.

"Go back and pack your luggage." He looked serious.

"Are you ready to return to Kyoto?"

"Huh!" Bai Muchuan turned his face across Jun Jun's face, seeming to realize something, and pursed his lips. "Aren't you going with me?"

After a pause, he sighed: "After two days, it is Tu Liang's memorial service!"

"I was going to go back to Jincheng!" He looked a little bit dark, and immediately received a sentence, "However, I must attend Tu Liang's memorial service. Yes, then I will go with you Kyoto! Join the memorial service first, and then return to Jincheng!"

"Are you going back to Jincheng?" Bai Muchuan gave her a deep look.

"Well! The annual meeting of the website." Xiang Wan sighed, not knowing what he thought, but reluctantly twitched his lips, seemingly smiling, "Hey, we have a small temple there, but there are a lot of broken things!"

"...Will you help me if something breaks?" Bai Muchuan knew what she was referring to, and gently touched her shoulder with his palm.

"No!" Xiang Wanchao smiled slightly, "I can."

For a broken thing between women, what is it like to pull a man to block the arrow?

These days, Xiang Wan has logged in to the author's backstage except when changing text, not looking at the website forum, not looking at the Weibo circle of friends, and not paying attention to the book review area...

But she knew that there was no end to it.

Bai Muchuan glanced at her frowning frown, and squeezed her shoulder gently.

"Really?"

"Really not."

"OK, I know you!"

"……Thank you!"

Wan Xianger.

In her mind, there is nothing more important than "knowing you".

Understand more than love.

...

The sky outside the detention center is another scene.

In the warm light of winter, Hongyanyan hangs like a fire and wipes a ray of glow in the sky.

After sweeping the haze in my heart, I raised my head to take a deep breath, looked at the sunlight, and tears came out.

"This sun is so big!"

"Is that a fool?" Bai Muchuan lightly hugged her towards the parked car, seeing it, covering her eyes, crying and laughing, "There are two things in the world that can't be looked at directly, don't you know?"

"……I know!"

One is the sun.

The other is the heart.

This world comes and goes.

Bustling, bustling.

Everyone has a heart.

But no one understood the heart.

Xiang Wan got on the first officer, his fingers lightly resting on the car window, and suddenly literature and art began, "Mr. Xiaobai, can you look directly at your heart?"

"Yes." Bai Muchuan started the car. "However, wear eye masks."

"……why?"

"I'm afraid that if you read it, it will force me to write ten chapters a day!"

"……rogue!"

The car is driving on the street.

The two thought about their thoughts silently and did not speak for a long time.

Suddenly, Bai Muchuan uttered a sigh.

"Xiangwan, have you ever thought about a problem."

"What?" Xiang Ye turned to look at him.

"The book imitated by the murderer is actually not "Murder Man", but "Gray List..."

"Huh?" The turning point was too fast, and Xiangyue didn't react.

"No! I'm more prepared to say that he has long thought about applying the framework of "Gray List" and accidentally retrieved the details and materials of "Murder Man"!"

After he mentioned this, Xiang Wan seemed to realize something suddenly, his eyes widened and his facial expression shocked!

"Yes! How did I react!"

"Because you are dumb than me!"

In the novel "Grey List", the real behind-the-scenes is because of an accident that happened and blackened by the evil of human nature. From then on, he made a living of hatred, and organized a long list of people who wanted to retaliate. But everyone on the list must die--

Moreover, the people on that list are inherently morally flawed, or betrayers, or adulterers... Although the murderer commits a crime, but every time the truth is revealed, some people clap their hands and say yes. The deceased should be damn, but the perpetrators can get forgiveness, which has led to a variety of views, and the argument is endless...

Therefore, Bai Muchuan named the book "Gray List".

A color between black and white.

It also means that it is a middle ground between right and wrong, good and bad...

That's the heart of people who can't look straight.

In this series of cases, the murderer's criminal situation is also like the "Gray List". He listed the "human murderers" in the mudslides and avenged them.

That person is Cui Ming.

Xiang Wan frowned, "So, the logic chain is clearer."

Bai Muchuan glanced at her, "Tell me about it."

Xiang Wan: "From the recording of Meng Chi driving Lima, he already knew everything about 19 years ago. Meng Chi's mother and sister were also on the bus. Then, Meng Chi happened. The family changed, the mother went mad, the younger sister died. How similar are the cases of Zhao Jiahang and Xu Zhaodi, Sun Shangli and Tan Ziyang, and your mother... and others?"

Bai Muchuan's eyebrows were tight and silent.

Xiang Wanqing cleared his throat, "In the Jincheng case, Xie Wanwan was also retaliated by Cui Ming, stole the recording doll, exposed her unbearable past to others, and almost jumped off the building to commit suicide... In this case Next, Meng Chi revenge Cui Ming in return, which is also reasonable."

"Well." Bai Muchuan chuckled, "same as we analyzed before."

"Yes, the West City 121 case was an exploit from the beginning. Someone used the temptation of the "Great God" to kill me and then stolen me, drawing you and No. 1 case, turning the police's attention to Nanmu and eradicating the dark door forces completely. . Then, he took the opportunity to kill Cui Ming, perfect borrowing a knife to kill people-if this person is Meng Chi, the logic that was originally lacking in this middle is actually very easy to explain."

"Yes." Bai Muchuan nodded, completely agree with her analysis.

"It's a pity..." Xiang Wan was sighed, "Everything is very reasonable. This is the last point. Meng Chi took away Xie Wanwan and the impeller, and then suddenly started to Tu Liang, completely exposing himself to the police's sight. It’s not reasonable at all!"

Bai Muchuan was silent.

Xiang Wan continued: "Everything he did before was originally perfect. Even if the impeller really confessed that he had seen Yu Bo, he could not make a guilty charge for him. Why did he take the risk?"

"You didn't explain it, he has a double personality?"

"Even so, it's a bit weird." Xiang Wan changed a comfortable posture and sighed. "No matter which heavy personality, you won't easily let yourself be involved in dangerous killings? Otherwise, why is the layout so careful in front?" "

"..."

No one can answer this question.

And this is also the only problem that cannot be reasonably explained.

"Don't think about it anymore, you will drive yourself crazy." Bai Muchuan smiled comfortably at her. "Xiao Xiangwan, there will be no real perfect crime. Even me, I have no confidence to make the police undocumented. Check. Meng Chi is just an ordinary person! He did that, maybe, he was just too confident and self-expanding!"

"Ah! It seems that this can only be explained!"

Meng Chi himself refused to express his thoughts.

Who knows what he thinks?

Xiang Wan sighed regretfully, thinking for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"That little police officer, can I write another ending in my novel?"

Bai Muchuan stepped on the brake and stopped at the intersection of red light.

"What ending?"

Xiang Wan blinked, "Please stay tuned!"

...

Funeral home in Kyoto.

The cold wind in the morning, flying with the snow all over the sky.

White, sacred, and covered with heaven and earth, as if sending off the ray of police spirit.

The sound of mourning and crying, like crying.

All together, mourning.

On this day, it was Tu Liang's memorial service and farewell ceremony.

According to Shen Wenjing's meaning, do it in a low-key manner, and notify relatives and friends. You don't need to publicize it.

That was not what Tu Liang wanted, nor what she wanted.

The title of hero... ordinary people cannot afford it.

Shen Wenjing knows better than anyone else. Once she becomes a "hero's wife", her future life will be bound by it, and maybe she will be pointed out by taking a step.

Bai Muchuan respected her opinion and asked her superiors to try to be as low-key as possible-

But I did not expect that a lot of people still came at the farewell ceremony.

These people are all spontaneously organized to receive news.

Some are people who have been helped by butchers, and some are getting news from the Internet to come for the respected heroes.

They held Bai Ju in hand and stood silently outside the memorial hall, waiting without interruption.

That white color!

It is one with the snowflakes flying in the sky.