My girlfriend died in the past

Chapter 323 Secret
"Actually, there is another reason for looking for a map." Zhuang Xiao continued.

Dong Zeyu was puzzled, "What's the reason?"

"It is this 'accident' generation mechanism. We are only talking about one of them now." Zhuang Xiao replied.

Now this is similar to the agent firewall in "The Matrix" and the death mechanism in "Final Destination".

"Then what else is possible?" Dong Zeyu asked.

"Have you seen JOJO?" Zhuang Xiao asked him back.

"Of course I have seen it. I was the one who recommended it to you." Dong Zeyu reacted instantly, "'Miracles to You'?"

The so-called "miracle to you" refers to the stand ability of the villain boss Toruyu in the eighth JOJO comic "JOJO Gospel".

The ability of this stand is "controlling the torrent of disaster".

Specifically, after you see Toulong's real body or his stand, once you have the behavior of tracking, investigating, or attacking or even just the thought, you will be marked, and then you will suffer various "accidental" injuries until you give up the behavior of tracking, investigating, or attacking.

And it's not just malicious activity, even well-intentioned tracking will be flagged.

Of course, the stand-in has other abilities, but they have nothing to do with what Zhuang Xiao and the others are currently experiencing.

Dong Zeyu suddenly realized, "So, Brother Zhuang, you think there are two possibilities for the 'accident' we encountered, right?"

"Yes." Zhuang Xiao gave an affirmative answer, "To put it simply, is it the world's targeting or a personal reason?

"If it's the former, it means discovering the truth about the world. For example, there is indeed something wrong with this world, just like in The Matrix, and we start to pursue the truth, so we are marked as a 'virus' by the 'anti-virus software' and start to clean it up.

"If it's the latter, then it's a personal behavior, which means that the world is actually fine, but our behavior of tracking down Dong Weirui has been marked, so we have to be cleared out."

Zhuang Xiao looked at his watch as he spoke.

Dong Zeyu was curious, "Brother Zhuang, what are you looking at?"

"I'm timing it." Zhuang Xiao replied, "If there is a cooling time between two 'accidents' at the same marked location, I am verifying how long this cooling time is."

Dong Zeyu couldn't help but give a thumbs up, "Brother Zhuang, you are really rigorous!"

"Nonsense, if I wasn't rigorous, I wouldn't have come this far." Zhuang Xiao waved his hands like he was shooing away a fly, "The important thing is to find a map."

He stood up and asked, "Where do you think your father would hide a map?"

Dong Zeyu thought for a moment, "Given my dad's personality, if he didn't want us to know, he would definitely keep it very secret, and maybe he wouldn't even keep it at home."

"On the contrary." Zhuang Xiao held his forehead helplessly, "Brother, I know why you can't be a criminal policeman."

It seems that it is not just because of laziness.

Dong Zeyu knows a lot about miscellaneous knowledge, but he lacks some ability when it comes to serious logical analysis.

Seeing that Dong Zeyu was still confused, Zhuang Xiao started to analyze the situation for him, "Your father has a very rigorous personality, and he has strong logical analysis and action capabilities, but he is also a father and a husband, and the sense of responsibility towards family affection is the most important thing to him.

"Then let me ask you, where will your father conduct 'case analysis'."

Dong Zeyu understood instantly, "It's at home!"

To his father, family is the most important thing, otherwise he would not have chosen to compromise and sacrifice himself for the safety of his wife and children.

In addition, his profession is a policeman, and a criminal policeman at that, so his sense of security comes from the controllable range that he can see.

In other words, he would not let Dong Zeyu and his mother out of his sight, so that he would feel safe.

Then the only place to conduct case analysis is at home.

"That's right." Zhuang Xiao snapped his fingers, and then continued to guide, "Then the question is, when your father got into trouble, was it sudden or was there a sign?"

"Suddenly!" Dong Zeyu reacted very quickly at this time, "My dad took my mom there for our wedding anniversary! He never thought that the mall was also one of the landmarks! After all, he had never been there before!
“So the map must be at home!”

He stood up and went to look for the key under the TV cabinet.

Zhuang Xiao also stood up and asked, "What did you think of?"

"Well, my mom and I packed up my dad's belongings after he passed away. We cleaned up their bedrooms, so it's definitely not in their bedrooms. I also clean my bedroom regularly, so it's definitely not in my room. It can only be in the study! After my dad passed away, the things there were left untouched. They were usually locked. They would open the door and clean it after a long time, but they only swept, mopped, and wiped the table! Nothing in there was touched!"

After Dong Zeyu found the key, he went to open the door.

Looking at the door, Zhuang Xiao was stunned for a moment.

He knew this room.

Dong Zeyu's house was one of the earliest commercial houses in Luoyang, so it is relatively large, with three bedrooms and a living room.

His parents slept in the master bedroom, he slept in the second bedroom, and the other second bedroom was Dong Weirui's room.

But now, Dong Weirui's bedroom has become Dong Zeyu's father's study.

How can a girl's bedroom be quietly turned into a study without changing the timeline, and affect the memories of everyone else?
Combined with the information obtained from the elderly Shu Die, Zhuang Xiao felt that he was gradually getting closer to the truth.

But now, we need to find a map.

The door lock was opened, and Zhuang Xiao and Dong Zeyu pushed the door open and walked in.

The furnishings inside are normal.

Directly opposite is a window, against the side wall is a bookcase, in front of the bookcase is a desk and a chair, nothing else.

"Brother Zhuang, let's look separately. I'll look for the bookcase and you look for the desk."

"That's it."

Zhuang Xiao made an OK gesture and then looked at his watch.

At this time, two hours and twenty-four minutes had passed since the wind blew and the car accident occurred.

Then he began to search the entire desk.

There was nothing on the table, but Zhuang Xiao did not miss any details. However, there were indeed no traces of engraving on the table.

After checking the table, Zhuang Xiao began to look at the things in the drawer.

There are three layers of drawers.

The first drawer was empty. The second drawer was filled with cigarettes.

In the third drawer there was a folder with a stack of papers with writing on it.

Zhuang Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at other corners of the drawer first, and only after seeing that there was nothing more did he take out the folder and put it on the table.

Then he didn't look directly, but bent down on the ground, took out a tactical flashlight, turned it on and scanned the gap under the table.

After seeing that there was nothing inside, he stood up and sat at the table to look through the contents of the folder.

The things on it were very messy and there were even traces of cigarette ash.

A picture already appeared in Zhuang Xiao's mind. It was obviously Dong Zeyu's father sitting at the desk, lighting a cigarette, thinking hard about the problem and then making a summary.

The handwriting also changed from neat at the beginning to increasingly sloppy later on, making it increasingly difficult for Zhuang Xiao to read.

However, after watching the whole thing, he summarized it from the perspective of Dong Zeyu's father.

details as follows:

[I recalled carefully. In the hallucination, my daughter's name was Dong Weirui. Did I give her this name? My memory about this is already fuzzy. But I remember her birthday was December 2000, 12.]

[I went to all the gynecological hospitals and hospitals with gynecological departments in Luoyang, but could not find any records.]

[As far as I can remember, my son went to the Oriental No. 1 Experimental Primary School. In my illusion, my family and I discussed which primary school my daughter would go to next year.]

[Then my daughter, who had been quiet all along, suddenly asked my son if he had a classmate named Zhuang Xiao. My son said it seemed like there was one. So my daughter decided to go to the same elementary school.]

[Who is Zhuang Xiao? This seems to be a direction for investigation.]

[This Zhuang Xiao is my son's classmate, but we don't have much interaction on weekdays. I also went to my son's parent-teacher conference for the first time, and I didn't find him any different from other children, except that he might be a little whiter and prettier. But my daughter has definitely never seen him.]

[Zhuang Xiao's parents are both workers in ordinary state-owned factory and are on the verge of being laid off, but his father has a comrade-in-arms who is not simple and seems to be a member of Shu Group.]

[But they don't seem to have anything special, so we still have to start with the illusion. ]

[According to the memory in the hallucination, I marked the places my daughter had been to on the map, and then compared them one by one with the places where the accident happened. The results are indeed the same! This shows that my speculation is correct! The so-called accident is related to my non-existent daughter! Wherever she has been, there will be an accident! ]

[But one thing I haven’t figured out yet is the relationship between the degree of accident and the location.]

[I only know that the stronger the wind, the more serious the accident, but I don’t know if there is a strong correlation between the severity of the accident and the location.]

[So I added extra markings to the points on the map, and marked the places where I had encountered accidents with numbers. The larger the number, the bigger the accident I encountered.]

[1 to 3 are minor accidents that will not cause death. This corresponds to the wind speed level. Specific incidents include falls, bumps, and accidentally cutting fingers while cutting vegetables.]

[4 to 6 are medium accidents, which may cause injuries such as bone fractures and fractures. ]

【7 to 9 are major accidents, and the patient must at least be admitted to the ICU.】

[But I found that even so, there was still a chance of escaping. The gust of wind was a reminder, and it even told me the degree of danger of the accident based on the wind speed.]

[Who will give me a hint? Could it be my daughter? Wei Rui?]

[Actually, I do have a daughter, but because of some supernatural accident, she can’t be with us. The accident was originally aimed at her, and we were just affected. So she has to use the wind to remind me? ]

[No, I can't think too much. If I continue like this, I will really go crazy. I don't have a daughter, I only have a son. Those are all hallucinations.]

[For the safety of my wife and children, I have decided to give up pursuing these things. It's just an illusion. I will bear it myself. I will not pursue the so-called truth. As long as I can bear it, it's fine. Tomorrow is our wedding anniversary. My wife has been worried every day these days. Tomorrow I will spend some time with her and tell her about our move. Since we got married, we haven't had a good time together. ]

[I had a new dream again. My daughter Weirui has grown up and seems to have found a boyfriend? That boy looks familiar, Zhuang Xiao.]

[They are watching a movie, so this is a hallucination of the future? But I don’t care about that anymore.]

[It’s just that the cinema makes me a little suspicious. If the previous speculation is true, then there will be accidents in the cinema. ]

[But which cinema is this? I don’t go to the movies often, so I can’t tell.]

[But I'd rather believe it. Maybe this is a hint from my daughter. I was supposed to go to the movies with my wife tomorrow, and I've already bought the tickets. Now forget it. I won't go to the movies. Many of my wife's female colleagues have nice bags. She has been with me for so long but has always been frugal. So let's go to the mall tomorrow and buy her a bag.]

[I checked that mall and there is no cinema. I'll go there tomorrow.]

[I hope my daughter can always bless me, her mother and brother so that we can live in peace. ]

This is the end of the summary on the paper, and there is nothing more after that.

The day after this last message was the day Dong Zeyu’s father died.

"found it!"

Hearing Dong Zeyu's call, Zhuang Xiao looked up and saw a dozen books scattered on the ground in front of the bookcase. Dong Zeyu was shaking a book, and then the folded map fell out from the pages.

Dong Zeyu immediately threw the book aside, picked up the map and rushed over to spread it out on the desk.

"Brother Zhuang, is it the same as what you think?"

Although Dong Zeyu's logical reasoning skills were average, his ability to read people's expressions was quite good. In addition, Zhuang Xiao had never thought of hiding anything, so he knew that Zhuang Xiao must have a plan in mind, and he wanted to find the map to confirm whether his plan was correct.

"Let me see."

Zhuang Xiao looked at the map intently.

It was a map of Luoyang, and it was not limited to the urban area, but a map of Luoyang that included all the nine counties and six districts.

There are many places marked on the map with markers, and uppercase and lowercase numbers are written next to each black dot.

Dong Zeyu was puzzled, "Brother Zhuang, what do these numbers mean?"

"The Arabic numerals represent the wind speed level, which also corresponds to the degree of 'accident'." Zhuang Xiao replied casually, and then handed him the folder he found, "Take a look at this first."

After Dong Zeyu took it and started to read it, Zhuang Xiao looked at the capital Chinese characters "一二三四五" on the black dots.

Zhuang Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, then decisively turned the map over.

Sure enough, there were a lot of words written on the blank space on the back in the upper left corner.

Those capital numbers correspond to a row of words one by one.

Each line of words is actually a sentence, recording the specific location of the black spot, even down to the building.

(End of this chapter)