Case File Compendium

Chapter 19: Finally no more noise

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"Boss He, there is a first aid kit in the cave on the island. There are several boxes of condoms/condoms on the second floor of the box. If you need it, look for it in the box. Remember to send me a red envelope when you're done..."

Just after the information was edited and sent, a voice suddenly came from behind.

"Little classmate."

The black market senior was guilty of being a thief and almost rolled over and fell into the water.

The other party's skill was very neat, and he stabilized the boat at once, and said with a smile, "Little classmate, did you scare you?"

"Ah, no, no."

The senior looked up, and standing in front of him was a man with a stubborn beard. He was always in his thirties and forties. He was wearing a sweater and flip-flops. , but there was a gleam in his eyes.

The flip-flop laughed and asked him, "Do you need this boat?"

"Oh, the boat." The senior said nonsense, "The boat is broken."

"… broken?"

"Yes, there is a hole in the bottom of the boat, it can't be opened, and it can only be stopped in shallow water."

Flip-flops: "What a coincidence? Your rope bridge to this island seems to be broken too."

"Yeah." The senior said confidently, "I cut—cough, I guess someone cut it. Who are you?"

Flip-flops grinned and said, "My school's electrical maintenance worker. I didn't answer the notice. Go to the island and have a look. Look, the toolbox has been brought here."

When the senior heard that he was a school worker, he felt a little guilty, coughed a few times, looked around, and then leaned over: "Brother, let me tell you the truth, today there are local tyrant students on the island who confessed, and the whole thing is covered, do you think? Think, can we do that kind of shitty marriage with a bad guy and being kicked by a donkey? No way."

The flip-flops suddenly realized, with bright eyes, and very three-eight: "Oh, Baodao confession. It's so romantic, you young people really know how to play."

"That's not it." The senior patted his thigh, put his two fingers together, and rubbed the pulp of his fingers, "The main reason is that you have money."

The flip-flops smiled and were actually very understanding.

"Okay, then, when will your ship be able to sail?"

"It's probably late at night. Mainly, I'm afraid that their little lovers will be unable to hold back once they confess. They will taste the forbidden fruit for the first time, and they will not be able to stop. It is possible that it will be later." .

Men, when we get together to talk about this kind of thing, it is inevitable that some eyes will shine.

The senior said meanly: "Why don't you come back tomorrow morning, uncle, they will definitely leave tomorrow morning. One of them is a scholar, and it is absolutely impossible to skip class."

The flip-flops laughed loudly: "Fuck, the beauty can't hold back the pace of Xueba's class."

"That's not it, otherwise how can you be a scholar."

The uncle chatted with the senior again, and left with the toolbox.

When he walked to a place where no one was there, he stopped, lit a cigarette, and took out a mobile phone from the toolbox. It was the oldest brick-and-mortar machine, and it has long since disappeared: "Hey, Team Zheng, a few hours of grace. Well, I won't be able to go to the island tonight.... Question? No problem, just two students are here to confess to the island. Well, okay. I know, I'll go up and see it tomorrow morning."

He flicked the cigarette ashes and sighed helplessly: "You say that we are too cautious as an informant, and we don't want to send information. Every time we want to give us information, he must write it on this kind of student. On the guestbook. What else would you say is the most unattractive... Sigh... Come on, I'm going back to the bureau. You said that I'll be fed a mouthful of dog food by a brat when I come to get some information. It's easy for me to be a policeman. so I…”

Flip-flops shuffled away.

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Inside the Neverland Cave.

The cave is not big and it is dark inside. Xie Qingcheng felt that under normal circumstances, no one would want to come here if it wasn't for a sudden torrential rain. However, when he walked into the cave with a cat on his waist, he realized that he was wrong. .

With the dim light of the mobile phone, you can see a few common outdoor equipment in the rockery cave: wind lamp, oil cloth, folding chair with tendon, wolf eye flashlight, and even a set of outdoor small cookware.

"Secret Utopia."

"What?" Xie Qingcheng turned his head.

He Yu took a photo of his flashlight on the rock wall: "It's written on it."

It was only then that Xie Qingcheng discovered that the wet rockery wall contained the calligraphic treasures left by heroes of the past and present—all graffiti of students who accidentally broke into this secret realm.

The biggest inscriptions are "Secret Utopia".

Xie Qingcheng was not interested in these graffiti, glanced at it, and sat at the entrance of the cave to watch the rain.

But He Yu is a reader, editor and director, and he is often willing to read carefully the words that appear in front of him.

"The Great Buddha used to save sentient beings and was born on the other side, why didn't he cross me out of the sea of books?"

"Mr. Zhou has been my love all his life, but when we met, he was already a husband. He couldn't ask for it. He thought like a madman. He couldn't speak.

He Yu lit the wall with the lantern, looked and read, and shook his head: "Good literature and art are so bitter."

Take the other side again.

That side is good, the content is varied, he said again: "Advanced mathematics get out of college courses as soon as possible."

"I'm graduating soon, I hope I can become a great director. Come on."

"Here is shelter from the rain..."

He Yu's voice suddenly became lighter, and he didn't read any further.

Xie Qingcheng was curious instead: "What is it?"

"… nothing."

Xie Qingcheng didn't believe it, and when he looked back, he felt at a loss for words—

"Here to shelter from the rain and love each other, thank God for the good fate."

The names of the two wild mandarin ducks are also left below, surrounded by a huge love.

In this situation, it is embarrassing. No wonder He Yu didn't read it. Xie Qingcheng said indifferently: "I haven't seen you for a few years because you have dyslexia. You must read it when you read it."

"Don't you think it's very interesting? These people don't know where they are now, and they may have forgotten that they have carved such content here." He Yu raised his hand and rubbed a mottled handwriting, "Maybe some people have already It may not be dust to dust, but these words are still there.”

Xie Qingcheng said coldly, "Then do you want to write down your own calligraphy as well for future generations to look up to."

He was just sarcastic, but He Yu really lowered his head and picked out a thin piece of stone, found a space on the wall, and thoughtfully: "It makes sense, what do you think I wrote."

After He Yu finished speaking, he also glanced at Xie Qingcheng with some undisguised disgust in his eyes. That's right... I love each other in shelter from the rain, thank God for the good fate, how many familiar classic and romantic stories all started like this, the white snake borrowed an umbrella from Xu Hanlin in the light boat, and Bernini was in the rain curtain for Nicoletta A whole red carpet that can be walked down the long steps.

If Xie Xue was here, maybe this night would be a lot more enjoyable, and maybe they could follow the example of their predecessors and engraved a sentence "We are too" under the handwriting of the two seniors and sisters who were connected by rain.

Unfortunately, Xie Qingcheng is now trapped on the island.

It's boring to be stuck with straight men and straight men, not to mention their relationship is not particularly good.

Xie Qingcheng noticed that his eyes were not good, so he responded with even more bad eyes: "What are you looking at me for?"

"I'm sorry, I don't have anyone else to watch." He Yu threw the stone twice and scribbled a few words at random: "Dreams come true."

Stone powder rustled down.

After He Yu finished writing, he threw the stone and turned around: "do you want to be naive again, doctor?"

Xie Qingcheng's eyes flickered slightly, and finally he moved his gaze to the pouring rain outside. In the fog-like warm light, his silhouette was as thin as a piece of paper that was blown away by the wind.

"No. Mine is a daydream."

"Oh." He Yu said casually, "Then tell me, what kind of daydream is it. - May I ask? I didn't offend you."

It was stormy outside, Xie Qingcheng didn't speak for a long time, just when He Jiwei was too lazy to talk to himself, Xie Qingcheng looked at the rainwater that was gathering outside the cave and said calmly: "I I didn't want to be a doctor before."

"You're not a doctor now."

"I didn't think about studying medicine when I first started."

He Yu was a little surprised this time, Xingyan raised his eyes: "Then what do you want to learn?"

Xie Qingcheng got up and went back to the cave, staring at the words "dream come true" written down by He Yuxuan, and said, "...It's been too long. I can't remember."

His lie was insincere, very perfunctory, and he was too lazy to clean up even the disappointment in the bottom of his eyes. He Yu almost suspected that he was taking the opportunity to humiliate his IQ.

Xie Qingcheng turned his face, as if he didn't want to talk about this topic again, went back to the cave and asked He Yu, "Is there anything to eat?"

It was indeed time for dinner. The only food He Yu brought to the island was a piece of mango mousse, which he originally made for Xie Xue.

But now it seems that it can only contribute to the rations of the two of them.

He Yu was not interested in Xie Qingcheng anyway. Since Xie Qingcheng didn't want to mention his previous life plan, he didn't intend to ask.

He took out the cake and handed a piece to Xie Qingcheng. Xie Qingcheng was probably so hungry that he didn't even look at it, and he ate quickly after taking it.

"Are there any tissues?" Xie Qingcheng loved to be clean and tidy. After eating, he asked Secretary He for tissues.

Secretary He glanced around and saw that there was a first aid kit on the Oxford canvas table, which might have something like tissues in it, so he went over to look for it.

The light was too dim, he found a bag that looked about the same size and threw it to Xie Qingcheng.

Xie Qingcheng took it and was about to open it when he suddenly felt that the packaging box didn't feel right. Why is it a carton

Take another look.

Xie Qingcheng: "..."

"What's wrong?"

Xie Qingcheng threw Durex back to He Yu indifferently.

"Do you have eyes?"

He Yu looked at it, was silent for a few seconds, and silently put the box back into the first aid kit.

Fucking hell.

It's still the kind of time-lapse fun with rubber particles.

However, these two people are a bit thick-skinned in this regard. He Yu's acceptance of things is generally relatively high.

As for Xie Qingcheng, his character is calm and calm, and he is not prone to emotional ups and downs, and he is a married and divorced man. Although he is not very interested in this kind of thing, he will not make a fuss when he sees adult products.

Xie Qingcheng just frowned: "Why are you students so messed up now?"

"It's okay." He Yu said indifferently, "You haven't seen the messier ones."

As he spoke, he noticed a book next to the medicine box.

"Utopia Guest Book"

This kind of book is usually a tree hole book, and the person who leaves a message will solitary the content in front of the dragon. Although the person in front may not be able to see it, the person who comes later can continue to join in, and it looks very interesting.

Of course, most of these books will eventually become love and dating books, and the content is estimated to be very exciting.

He Yu thought about it, picked up the book, and said to Xie Qing: "Do you want to see Dr. Xie? This book should have a lot of content, so that you can better understand the young people today."

There was nothing left or right, and the two of them watched together.

Sure enough, this book is densely filled with all kinds of handwriting, mainly writing love declarations, friendship notices, secret confessions and the like.

Turning over and over, suddenly, He Yu said "Huh?"

"Xie Qingcheng, someone mentioned you here."