"This is what you call a 'candid cameraman'."
Yingying briefly analyzed the information: "Luonan, 16 years old, entered Zhixing College on September 1 this year. His admission scores were average, and the evaluations given by teachers in primary school and junior high school were not very bright, and he looked very ordinary."
Xie Junping was only concerned about one thing: "In other words, it is unlikely to be a 'paparazzi' or something like that?"
Yingying did not respond directly and continued to analyze the data: "What is more noteworthy is that his aunt is filled in the column of his guardian. As for his parents, I checked and found that his mother died of dystocia and his father died very early. Missing, strange, is there still talk about dystocia now?"
"you mean… "
"He grew up in a special environment, and his personality may be a little weird. We need to observe further. Now, release your vehicle permissions and turn on the surveillance system. I want to observe simultaneously."
Xie Junping immediately followed the instructions. Not long after the data synchronization was completed, Ronan's figure jogging at a steady speed appeared on the top of the viaduct.
At this time, the sky was only twilight, and the figures in the distance were very blurry. Fortunately, the surveillance system of the "Phantom" speed car had been professionally modified and had strong detection and anti-detection capabilities. Xie Junping was able to detect that he was being "secretly photographed". Automatic warning from in-vehicle intelligence.
Xie Junping used the surveillance system to observe every move of the "candid photographer", but he couldn't see anything for a while.
On the other hand, Yingying has already made a preliminary conclusion: "Congratulations, Yanggu. It can be basically concluded that he is not specifically targeting you."
"Huh?"
"Did you hear his breathing?"
Through the powerful sound wave collection and filtering functions of the surveillance system, the whispers of targets fifty meters away can be reproduced, and the clear breathing of morning joggers is no exception.
"Uh, that 'buzzing', is he breathing?"
"It's very much like a bee, right? It should be a special breathing method and a special articulation. The specific effect is unclear, maybe it has no effect at all. His lung capacity is only slightly better than ordinary people. But he is very focused. Look at him Her eyes, that kind of light, tsk tsk... A sneak photographer with evil intentions would train so hard after committing a crime?"
Xie Junping's nervousness was finally relieved, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.
But at the next moment, Ronan, who was descending from the high point of the viaduct, suddenly turned his gaze. From the picture transmitted by the surveillance system, it seemed that he had glanced at him.
There was a one-way film shielding, so of course you couldn't see inside the car from outside, but Xie Junping was still shocked.
"He found us?"
"Your phantom is too eye-catching, and he is much more sensitive than imagined."
Yingying also seemed to be interested: "He must have noticed it, but his expression has hardly changed. He is not a person who expresses his emotions. This kind of person usually has a lot of ideas and is more scheming. But he can stay focused and his willpower should be at a high level. Above. By the way, speaking of willpower, I just made a very interesting discovery, do you want to listen?"
Xie Junping watched Ronan approach step by step and was wondering how to deal with it. He had no time to listen to this.
But Yingying didn't care about him and just said:
"According to school information, Ronan's home address is in Lanwan Community, Hewu District. The straight-line distance from Zhixing College is nearly 40 kilometers. Of course it's not that far if you take a low-altitude bus or subway, but if you run here, it's one person a day. A marathon! Based on his lung capacity, breathing method, and muscle structure, running once is equivalent to peeling off a layer of skin. If he does this every day... Oops, it's quite self-inflicted."
"Holy shit!" Xie Junping felt his scalp numb just thinking about the consumption.
Yingying continued to analyze: "Judging from the above situation, generally speaking, he will not be impulsive. If the situation is unclear, he will not make a decision in a hurry, but if it gives him a bad impression or makes him feel Threat, consequences are unpredictable...get out of the car now."
"ah?"
"Did you come here just to watch him run past? Come on, doesn't this show that you have 'ideas' for him? Get out of the car and have a conversation with him. Don't you always call yourself a 'socialist'? Or are you just Is this an attribute of 'Yanggu'?"
He knew it was a provocation, but no man would be willing to slap himself in front of a woman. Xie Junping took a deep breath, patted his face again, trying to wake up as much as possible from the hangover, and then opened his "Phantom" Step out through the butterfly door.
Now, he was really face to face with Ronan.
The two were about forty meters apart. Xie Junping showed his demeanor during the student union campaign and waved to Ronan from a distance to say hello.
Through the built-in earphones, Yingying's voice seemed to ring deep in her mind: "Very good, you look like a dog. Be careful, don't put on those stinking airs. Your current image is that of a shameless degenerate, but still straightforward Huahua." Young Master. And, to be honest, he is much smarter than you think."
Xie Junping really seems to have returned to the moment of campaigning. He is also managing his image in front of voters with the help of his staff. Fortunately, Yingying's request was not difficult, and it was almost his true performance.
He saw Ronan slowing down in front of him and looking straight at him, his expression still not changing significantly, and he had no intention of responding, which was elusive.
Xie Junping decided to take the initiative. He took a few steps forward and said, "This classmate, I'm sorry, I want to talk to you."
When the distance between the two came to within ten meters, Ronan nodded and greeted: "Senior Xie."
Xie Junping's heart skipped a beat and he asked reflexively: "Do you know me?"
Yingying's dissatisfied voice sounded: "Why are you panicking!"
Almost at the same moment, Ronan replied: "On the 24th, I attended the club promotion and counseling meeting hosted by my senior."
"Oh, yes, it did happen this time."
Xie Junping secretly cursed himself for being useless, reorganized his language, and asked knowingly: "What do you call your junior?"
"Ronan."
"Okay, Junior Ronan, I'm sorry to disturb you for your morning run. But I need your help with something. Yes, it's the embarrassing thing just now. I can't see the light right now... Let's get in the car and talk?"
Yingying lightly praised: "The self-deprecating tone is used well."
Ronan thought for a while and didn't refuse.
Ronan got into the car, sat in the passenger seat, put his notebook on his knees, and sat upright, looking like a well-behaved and honest student.
Seeing that Ronan was more cooperative, Xie Junping sighed secretly and sat back in the car.
Following Yingying's instructions, he did not close the car door to avoid the psychological implications of the enclosed space. He took out a bottle of energy drink from the mini-refrigerator in the back seat and handed it over: "Let's replenish some water."
"Thank you, senior." Ronan always behaved politely and at a distance, taking the drink but not opening it.
Yingying's reminder was added: "Idiot, don't beat around the bush. People like this have quick brains and many ideas. They will be in trouble if they make misjudgments. You have to pay attention, it was too vague before. What an embarrassment. Just tell the time and place. !”
Xie Junping quickly got to the point: "Junior, with all due respect, I would like to ask, about ten minutes ago, around five o'clock, were you at the self-propelled conveyor belt of the eastbound catamaran building?"
Ronan held the cold drink bottle in his hand and simply replied: "Yes, senior."
"Uh, saw me coming out of the nightclub?"
"I saw it."
Xie Junping slapped his forehead, showing an expression of extreme annoyance. Five points of this is performance, three points is venting, and two points is waiting for Yingying's instructions.
Yingying did not disappoint him, and the instruction came quickly: "He did not deliberately pursue the initiative. When you ask him and answer, it is very likely that he lacks communication skills, but he does not appear to be young, and he should pay more attention to his personal image. In most cases, this kind of person will accept soft talk rather than tough talk, but don’t talk about money directly.”
Xie Junping understood instantly, and immediately smiled bitterly and said: "Junior, as a senior, I am really embarrassed today. I have nothing to defend myself from when something like this happens, but now is an extraordinary period..."
He pointed out the things he wanted to receive the "Medal of Elders" from the Honor Society, then clasped his hands together, bowed several times to Ronan, and said half exaggeratedly, half sincerely:
"I know it's not fair to say this, but junior fellow student, can you turn a blind eye and let me go this time? Reputation is nothing, but that medal is really, really important to me. important!"
Xie Junping's performance this time can definitely be regarded as top-notch. His posture is very low-key, but there is a bit of a playboy-like smile on his face, which highlights his shamelessness and indirectly eliminates some of it. The seriousness of the situation prevented Ronan from stimulating his possible greed and causing even greater trouble.
Ronan was always calm: "Senior, you don't have to be like this. I'm not a talkative woman, and I won't talk about people's shortcomings behind their backs."
"Well, I can trust you, junior, but in the information age, photos and videos are not very safe..."
"I didn't take any pictures. I just thought the scene was special and made a sketch as a souvenir."
With that said, Ronan unfolded his notebook, turned on the paper-like soft screen, and showed Xie Junping the work he had just created.
Looking at the blurred lines and shadows, Xie Junping was slightly reassured.
Just as she was about to speak again, Yingying suddenly said: "Borrow me the notebook."
The other person spoke so fast that Xie Junping almost heard the word "rob" and immediately broke into a cold sweat.
Xie Junping was stunned for two seconds before he thought of what to say: "Junior, it seems inconvenient to carry such a notebook all day long. Is there any special use for it?"
Xie Junping is telling the truth. Ronan's loose-leaf notebook is a combination of soft screen and traditional paper. With the soft screen, traditional pages seem to be of little use. If you use traditional pages, the soft screen is also a burden.
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, showing curiosity and inquiry. In fact, I was a little trembling in my heart, for fear that Ronan would be angry and cause trouble.
Ronan was very magnanimous and handed the loose-leaf note to him: "This kind of notebook was very popular during the Third World War. Because during the war, or in the wilderness, there were no ubiquitous charging facilities and electronic products. It is easy to become waste. At this time, traditional paper and pen are more reliable than electronic products, and when logistics is sufficient, efficiency can be quickly improved. The soft screen can be replaced at any time and the cost is not high."
"Hey, products from the Third World War...are they still out after decades?"
Ronan smiled, which made his facial contours softer: "My grandfather liked this kind of notebook the most. He bought thousands of them at once, and I am using one of them now. And my grandfather made at least hundreds of them. Each book is full of similar notes, but I can’t see most of them now.”
"Wow, it turns out it's an antique." Xie Junping flipped through it casually and saw that most of the areas in the notes were still blank. Only some pages had some formulas, numbers, and diagrams written on them, as if they were written down casually and could be read in a short time. No way out.
Xie Junping's attention is mainly on the soft screen. At this time, the drawing software had not yet exited. He flicked his fingers, switching pages one after another, and asked casually:
"The soft screen was also fifty years ago? This drawing software looks quite unfamiliar.
"No, I... bought it later."
Without Yingying's reminder, Xie Junping could tell that Ronan was temporarily changing his tune.
But soon, he was attracted by the images.
In browsing mode, Xie Junping saw many pictures similar to his previous image, both on and off campus. There are scenes in the classroom, on the street, and even some bars, nightclubs, and parties. They are listed one after another, showing a rich group of images of all living beings.
Xie Junping was a little stunned. As a well-educated rich second generation, he still had some basic appreciation level.
Although each of these sketches is quite sloppy, and some do not even have any background, Xie Junping is familiar with these places. He can always understand what is depicted on the sketches through the flexion of the silhouette lines. What scene, who...
Well, the latter one is too exaggerated. What he means is that from these sketches, he can see the strong body language expression of the figures depicted in the lines and outlines of the scene at that time.
To put it a bit more mysteriously, from the sketches, you can see concentration, excitement, decadence, and madness... Those rough lines depict the atmosphere of the image scene and the emotions of the people in the image. , and even everyone’s attitude.
The lines drawn by Ronan with an electronic pen clearly have a sharp sense of tearing apart the surface image, pointing directly to a certain part of the truth hidden deep in the human heart.
Xie Junping was sweating inexplicably: Damn it, have I discovered a new Picasso
Turning to the last page and seeing the sketch with him as the model, Xie Junping was in a daze until Yingying's words woke him up:
"When he talked about the topic of notebooks and grandfather, he was obviously more excited. I just searched for information and found something very interesting... Idiot, please turn a few pages forward. You have been in a daze for too long. Be careful of people misunderstanding."
It was you who talked to me! Xie Junping scolded Yingying a hundred times in his heart, but he still followed her words like a puppet on a string.
Yingying's voice continued to come in: "His grandfather, named Luo Yuandao, was once a researcher and had no commendable achievements. However, in 1983, that is, 13 years ago, someone accused him of being responsible for the three wars and after For a period of time, I went to the wilderness, cooperated with homeless forces, and conducted private experiments on human beings... "
My day!
Xie Junping's finger swiping across the screen trembled. Perhaps he felt guilty because he always felt that Ronan was staring at him. But it's not a good time to talk now, so I can only hold on bravely.