Fang Daichuan clearly remembered that after the beer belly died on the first day, he touched the opponent's pocket. At that time, he and Li Sinian were not very familiar with each other, and he secretly disliked Li Sinian's attitude of insisting not to touch the corpse. What did Li Sinian say at that time? "Dead Men Tell No Tales," the latest title of a blockbuster franchise.
But the deceased was indeed lying.
A card that had never appeared before, lay safely in the clothes of the deceased.
Fang Daichuan suddenly raised his head.
Li Sinian was still struggling with that safe. The old safe had layers of rust on the lock cylinder, and the opening process was not very smooth. While poking the key in, Li Sinian slapped the green leather box angrily. The green iron sheet of the box was also mottled. I don't know if it was beaten so violently in the past.
Fang Daichuan found a corner and squatted down, frowning tightly while staring at Li Sinian's movements. The card that appeared out of nowhere was tightly held in his hand.
Du Chaosheng must be a commoner, there is no doubt about it, he and Du Wei have a grudge, it is unreasonable for the two parties to discuss a manual full of flaws to confuse the eyes of non-civilians. In the same way, it can be proved that there must be a commoner between Du Wei and Chen Hui. According to Li Sinian's speculation, the two of them, Liu Xin, and Yang Song are four priests, Du Chaosheng, Mrs. Song, Du Wei and Chen Hui are at least one, and Niu Xinyan's mother and son are at most one. They are four ordinary villagers. If Chu, Ding Zihui, and the remaining two in Minkeng are four werewolves, then the twelve positions fit perfectly, and where is the beer belly
If the beer belly is the last villager, then Niu Xinyan's mother and son are both werewolves. Why did the boy's second personality vote for his mother when he voted the next day
It seems plausible to say that it is the second personality’s dislike of his mother and the fear of being exposed while pretending to be his father, which makes him eager to murder his mother, but this kind of malicious joke seems to be more subconscious. Share mother's fear and malice.
In any case, there is no place for a beer belly, even a wolf? There is no pit for him. Fang Daichuan hugged his head. After the person with beer belly died the first night, he seemed to have disappeared. No matter who guessed it from the version, there was no place for this person, and everyone else didn't find anything wrong. So shelved.
What is the identity of a beer belly? Who is occupying his identity now? Why did the card come back to the beer belly? Who, for what purpose, and by what method, stuffed the card back? The more Fang Daichuan thought about it, the colder he felt.
Li Sinian cursed a curse word, and finally opened the safe smoothly. He was a little irritable, and he didn't have the usual calm demeanor. Maybe it is too close to the truth. In front of the truth, the longer the road, the more frustrated and eager to get closer to it.
In front of it, Li Sinian looked extremely nervous. He took a deep breath, staring at the cabinet door that was slowly popping open, a thread of dust fell from the top of the door.
Li Sinian looked inside, and the safe that had been covered in dust for a long time did not appear to have been touched by anyone. Maybe it was because no one really looked at it, or maybe the person who peeked before carefully restored it to its original appearance. Inside was a kraft paper bag, not thick, but when Li Sinian pulled it out, he felt heavy in his hand.
Fang Daichuan also ended his confused and random guessing. He stuffed his ID card into his trouser pocket and leaned over to take a look. Li Sinian's fingers trembling when he unwrapped the paper bag, the previously glistening pink on his fingernails also looked extraordinarily pale in the flickering lights.
The documents were dumped on the table by him.
Various contracts and documents, government approval documents in foreign languages, and geological inspection reports are in both Chinese and English.
Li Sinian's native language is English. He went abroad when he was very young, and grew up with his mother. He usually doesn't feel it when he speaks Chinese, but at this moment, the closeness and distance are obvious. Reflexively, he pulled through the English document and browsed through it at a glance.
Fang Daichuan picked up the scattered Chinese materials on the desktop, sorted out the order, and flipped through them for reading.
Fang Daichuan seemed to be struggling with a lot of professional vocabulary, but he figured out the main idea. Among those documents, from front to back, in chronological order, there are a total of five documents.
It's about the island underfoot.
There is an initial version of the geological exploration report, which shows that there are huge diamond mines in this island. The signature of the person in charge was Li Heng. Fang Daichuan remembered that this was the name of Li Sinian's father in 2001. Then, in less than half a year, Du Chaosheng issued a development report to the local government, as well as the approval document for the purchase of the island use right and development right, but the development report did not mention this possible mineral.
Then came the second version of the report, seven months after the initial report, which was very different from the first. The address exploration team carefully surveyed the relevant geology and landforms, and found that the diamond mine was buried in the cracks deep in the back mountain of the island, buried at the bottom of a deep trench, and it was extremely difficult to mine. Moreover, the location of this small island is not good. It is on the mouth of an active submarine volcano, and there have been frequent address activities nearby recently. It is speculated that the volcano will erupt within fifteen years at most.
Fang Daichuan gasped, and quickly turned to the end of the report to check the date. Signed on May 15, 2002.
Today is May 13, 2017.
There are still two days until the final eruption.
Fang Daichuan was shocked in his heart: "This boss is so fucking trustworthy. He said seven days would be seven days, and he didn't give us a day's buffer time. The volcanic eruption is real!"
In fact, Li Sinian has seen these contents. His father left home when he was in charge of this project in 2001, and has never returned home since then. Over the years, Li Sinian tried his best to investigate the exploration station where his father worked, hoping to find out the last trace of his father's life. He had seen all the first three documents. He once thought that he was very close to the truth, so close that he was within reach, one step away.
Today's fourth and fifth documents really allowed Li Sinian to touch the truth at the core of the incident.
The fourth document is the transfer letter of the island, and the parties A and B are Du Chaosheng and Wang Shengzhi respectively. The name looked familiar. Li Sinian thought for a while about the player information he had handled, and finally remembered that this was Yang Song's father.
However, the report attached to the transfer book was the first version, not the final version that had ascertained the real situation. Li Sinian's fingers turning the pages stopped suddenly, he raised his head and closed his eyes.
He had already guessed what was on the last document.
The final document did not have an English version, but only one page in Chinese, which was printed directly from the web version of the mailbox.
Li Sinian stretched out his right hand, Fang Daichuan handed it to him hesitantly.
He didn't want him to see it, because it was too cruel. However, he was reluctant not to let him see it, because what he was looking for was such a cruel truth. And he knows deeply and clearly how cruel the truth he is looking for is.
—It was a letter, a letter written by Li Heng to Wang Shengzhi.
He told everything, about Niu Nahan and Du Chaosheng's deeds, about their strategy after they learned the truth, about their risk transfer, about their concealment of the real report, about their own obsession at the beginning, and for some petty profits. Silent, betrayed his soul.
At the end of the letter, he said: "I am unable to get rid of the greed in my heart, and I am unable to face the condemnation of my conscience. I can only wait for the fate of death." Make a fight and kill them to pay for their crimes."
Fang Daichuan finally knew why the dead bone sat peacefully in the cave until it slowly died of starvation, thirst, and even submerged itself in the sea. He was imprisoned there, but before being imprisoned, he killed himself.
All known clues perfectly draw a circle in front of the eyes, like a Mobius ring, which obviously has two sides, but is twisted into a single-sided curved surface, and all double-sided logic is finally self-consistent.
It was his silent connivance that destroyed the last hope of a businessman, and it was his last untimely outburst of conscience that led him to a dead end.
Li Sinian let go of his hand, and the printed email fluttered to the ground. Fang Daichuan looked at him worriedly, the man who was familiar with the rules but disregarded human life, the man who was terribly calm during life and death, was so silent at this moment that made people feel distressed.
Fang Daichuan wrapped his arms around his shoulders silently, and without knowing how to comfort him, he gently pressed his head against his head.
Li Sinian opened his eyes, hugged him suddenly, and put his head heavily on his shoulder. Fang Daichuan was a little at a loss, he held his head clumsily, and pressed it tightly to his heart, trying to warm him with the warmth of his heart.
—He suddenly felt the cool liquid soaking his clothes.
That indifferent and unfeeling Li Sinian wept silently in front of a dead body in his arms in a dark and narrow secret room.
When he saw his father's body, he didn't cry. What was he thinking at that time? Maybe it's anger and desire for revenge crowding out the onslaught of sadness. He could accept that his father insisted on justice and was assassinated by gangsters, but in the end he found that his father, who had a great and perfect childhood memory, was no different from those people in the bureau.
No one is innocent.
How cruel.
Li Sinian's shoulders trembled slightly, it was a very slight tremor, if it wasn't for the growing chill in his chest, Fang Daichuan wouldn't even notice that this slight tremor was a person crying. There was no howling, no telling, no screaming or roaring, not even a sound.
Even the trembling radians are stubbornly endured, for fear that others will see it.