Hello, Mr. Major General

Exhibit turned his head and was shocked, his eyes staring out, "Really?! Are you sure?!"

He hurriedly looked down at the ground.

He saw the sloppy lines when he came in, thinking they were just unconscious graffiti by children.

Take a closer look and find that on the clear log floor, it turns out that there are very abstract stick figures painted with black carbon pens.

It was only after Huo Shaoheng reminded him that the display could tell the appearance of the villain.

display:"……"

"...Just these stick figures? How did you spot the murderer?"

Exhibition touched his chin and glanced at Huo Shaoheng diagonally.

Huo Shaoheng walked to the leftmost picture on the log floor, pointed to the picture and said, "Look, here is a family, including father, mother, this little girl, and an older sister."

Before figuring out who this little girl was, Huo Shaoheng didn't want to call her "Gu Nianzhi".

He walked slowly to the right along the traces of the picture, pointed to the second picture, and whispered: "... Mom and Dad went out and didn't take this little girl with them."

"She hugged her knees and cried in the corner."

"Sister come to comfort her."

"...Take her on the banana boat...it's this little submarine..."

"then……"

Huo Shaoheng couldn't continue, so he paused.

"and then?"

She asked anxiously, and he listened intently.

Huo Shaoheng took a deep breath, "Then, in the submarine, my sister gave her a glass of water."

"After drinking, she fell asleep."

"When she woke up, she found that the door was locked, her sister was not here, and her parents were not here either."

"She cried for a while, and gradually couldn't breathe, and finally understood what was going on."

"She picked up the carbon pen for daily writing and left this picture on the floor."

"Finally..." Huo Shaoheng paused again, and his already low voice was more like a twilight bell, "...she still remembers to crawl back on the bed and tidy herself up."

Even if she was going to die, she didn't want to make herself look sloppy.

He is a clean kid.

Exhibit tilted his head and looked at the pictures on the ground, stunned, "How did you see so much content?!"

These few children's doodles are obviously as abstract as the most stream of consciousness drawings.

Huo Shaoheng said calmly: "...Nianzhi painting is in this tone."

display:"……"

Dare to feel this is the experience of "feeding" Nianzhi?

Exhibit shook his head, suppressed the sadness in his heart, followed to the far left, pointed to the first picture, and said: "I can see that these are indeed four little stickmen, but how can you tell that they are? Family? And gender?"

More amazing, can you still see your sister and sister?!

In his opinion, these four little stickmen are not different at all, right?!

Huo Shaoheng’s voice came from the intercom, like a commentary for a documentary, without the slightest emotional touch: "Look carefully, the four stickmen are different in height, short, fat and thin. Two taller ones are different. The little stickmen are mom and dad, and D is written on his father's face and M is written on his mother's face."

The display twitched the corners of his mouth, and simply lay on the ground to see the two crooked letters clearly.

He did not get up, simply continued to lie on his stomach, and reached out his hand to give Huo Shaoheng a thumb to express his appreciation.

"What about my sister? How did you see it?" Exhibition asked again, looking through the remaining two little stickmen.

He does not have the keen observation ability of Huo Shaoheng. Of course, more importantly, he has not "bred" Gu Nianzhi, and he does not know how to distinguish the stick figures drawn by children.

"The stickman who is shorter than mom and dad, but a little taller than the youngest villain, has longer hair, so he is my sister."

Huo Shaoheng walked to him and stood still near the picture.

If it is not for wearing chemical protective clothing that covers from head to toe, the exhibition especially wants to rub his eyes.

He felt that his eyesight must have gone down again, and the two little stickmen regarded him as cross-eyed.

Following Huo Shaoheng’s explanation, the display was re-looked again, only to understand slightly, "This...what is the little dot next to the head of the smallest stickman?"

"It's tears." Huo Shaoheng said softly, "...she cried."

The display was speechless for a while, "Then there are two little stickmen who are about the same height here, with one long hair and one short hair, holding hands. When they walk out of a square, they are going out, right?"

Huo Shaoheng nodded, "Yes".

Although children's stickman paintings are abstract, they still have their own unique ideographic logic in them.

"Oh, that banana-like thing must be the submarine." The display continued to move to the right. "Well, how can you tell that this is the water that my sister gave her to drink? I can only see a little The stickman choked another little stickman by the neck."

The picture was too abstract, and she felt that her eyes were going blind.

Huo Shaoheng said blankly: "...Look at the two of them, and they wrote water."

display:"……"

Forget it, don't watch, he doesn't want to be blind.

The exhibit stood up from the floor.

Huo Shaoheng pointed to the picture behind, "Then she fell asleep. Can you see it? She is already lying on the ground."

In fact, in the eyes of exhibition, these extremely abstract little stickmen are standing, kneeling, or lying down, it makes no difference at all.

But he pretended to see it, and nodded.

"The picture after waking up is more complicated." Huo Shaoheng said calmly, "I also looked at it for a while before I understood."

It was a picture of a little stickman kneeling in front of the door and shooting a door. A dialog box was drawn diagonally above the little stickman's head, which said "Daddy, Mommy"...

Then there was the little stickman sitting on the ground, holding his neck with his hand, his mouth opened very wide, almost occupying his entire head.

All the pictures are actually very rough, and it can be seen that the little girl who paints has no talent for painting.——This is exactly the same as Gu Nianzhi.

But in connection with the situation at the time, the thought of a dying little girl suffocating one last breath, leaving these pictures on the floor of the submarine with a never-fading carbon pen, which makes people feel uncomfortable. .

Exhibit stood up, panicked, opened the door and went out.

Huo Shaoheng did not go out immediately.

He thought of the structure of Gu Xiangwen's big submarine, thought of the superb holographic projection system, and couldn't help looking around the small submarine room.

If Gu Xiangwen loves his daughter so much and loves to build her a toy submarine, there is no reason to have no safety protection measures, right?

Generally, as long as they have some conditions, they will install surveillance in the children's room.

Will there be monitoring here too?

Huo Shaoheng remembered the location of Gu Xiangwen's large submarine where the surveillance was installed.

He thought about the lower position and walked to the right corner of the room where there was a floor lamp like a flower.

Huo Shaoheng squinted his eyes and looked at it, and he found the camera behind the floor lamp.

Carefully removed the camera and monitoring system together and put them in his backpack.

Then he walked to the bed of the pink princess, quietly glanced at the little girl who had been dead for seven years, bent over and pulled the blanket at the corner of the bed to cover her, and picked up some black hair from her pillow. , Put it in a transparent evidence bag before leaving the small submarine.

...

Back on the deck, the display took off the chemical protective clothing, holding a bottle of beer, sitting on a plastic stool, a man holding a bottle and drinking in the Caribbean Sea.

Huo Shaoheng returned to the cabin and changed his normal clothes, and handed the camera and monitoring system to Zhao Liangze, so that he could transfer the contents to the computer for storage.

Taking a look in the cabin, he did not see the display, Huo Shaoheng asked, "Where is the display?"

"On the deck." Yin Shixiong came over to help Zhao Liangze.

Huo Shaoheng walked out of the cabin and saw the back of the display at a glance, a little lonely.

He walked over in silence, sat beside the display, and lit a cigarette.

Exhibition did not look back, but from the corner of his eye, he knew that Huo Shaoheng was here.

He took a few more sips of the beer bottle, and murmured: "...that little girl, who do you think it will be? Why does she look so much like Nianzhi seven years ago? Is it her twin sister?"

The appearance of Gu Nianzhi seven years ago is no stranger to the display.

He was also appointed by the military seven years ago as Gu Nianzhi's exclusive doctor.

He and Huo Shaoheng knew more about Gu Nianzhi than anyone else, but the two of them tacitly didn't mention Gu Nianzhi's special physique to others.

Huo Shaoheng took a sip of cigarette, looked at the coastline ahead, sighed slightly, brushed the soot, and said calmly: "You must be mentally prepared."

As he said, he handed the evidence bag with the little girl's hair to the display, "Go to test the DNA, and then verify the parent-child relationship with Gu Xiangwen."

Xuan Xian squinted at him, knowing that Huo Shaoheng was thinking of He Zhichu's situation, and worried that Gu Nianzhi's situation was similar to that of He Zhichu.

He Zhichu is already indistinguishable from the real, so don't take another thought.

He twitched at the corner of his mouth, "Me? You might as well say you have to be mentally prepared!"

Huo Shaoheng gave him a calm look.

"Don't pretend." Display sneered. "You still refuse to call that little girl by name. What are you afraid of?"

Exhibit knows Huo Shaoheng too well, knowing that his every move has profound meaning.

Huo Shaoheng lowered his head slightly, and said calmly: "It's nothing. I don't know her name until her identity is confirmed."

Of course, to call a strange little girl his wife's name, no matter how strong his mentality is, it will take time to digest this matter.

So far, he can't call the name.

Exhibit looked away, looked at the sky in the distance, and whispered: "I just entered the cabin, and I heard Ozawa and Nobita discuss the theory of quantum mechanics mentioned by Ms. Song. Both of them are talking about whether this theory can explain Professor He and He. Nianzhi’s situation."

It is the problem of two identical people who are neither clones nor twins.

"What quantum mechanics?" When Huo Shaoheng entered, the two of them had died and they had not spoken.

Exhibit turned around and was about to say, seeing Song Jinning walking out, he hurriedly smiled and said, "Let Director Song speak for himself."

This is today's first update: Chapter 1454 "Secrets Buried by Time (12)".

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