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A week passed just like that. I shared my new number with Gu Chen, but there were still no new leads about Guan Zengbin from his side. Zhao Mingkun and I continued our investigation, yet Wu Zui seemed to have vanished from the face of the earth. We had no clues about where he might be.
Zhao Mingkun spoke up, "Wu Zui's personality is the most unpredictable. One moment he could be smiling, and the next he could be furious. He is ruthless in his actions and lacks any pattern; sometimes he kills just for fun, while at other times he might spare someone simply because it amuses him."
I sighed, tugging at my hair. Based on Zhao Mingkun's description, I suspected that Wu Zui might have some symptoms of schizophrenia. Then I suddenly realized that my own self-blame delusion could also be a precursor to schizophrenia. I wondered if that was a commonality between us.
I slowly said, "But Wu Zui has gone silent now; we have no idea where he is."
Suddenly, a thought struck me, and I continued, "Before, we were in the light while Wu Zui was in the dark. But now it's different; we are both in the shadows. Perhaps that's why Wu Zui hasn't acted recklessly. Until he fully understands my movements, his plans cannot be executed. After all, he has always targeted me."
Zhao Mingkun looked at me thoughtfully for a moment before responding, "That's quite possible. Since we started working together on our first case, I've noticed that compared to Guan Zengbin, Wu Zui seems to have a greater interest in you."
Upon hearing Zhao Mingkun's words, I quickly covered my groin and exclaimed, "Whoa! I'm not into that!"
Zhao Mingkun chuckled and said, "I must remind you that Wu Zui is capable of doing something as drastic as castrating you..."
I couldn't help but wonder what kind of conspiracy Wu Zui was plotting and whether he would target me again next time. The feeling in my heart grew stronger; Wu Zui had been absent for so long because he was planning something big, and it surely had something to do with me.
That evening, I was in my room preparing to gather all my money together. I counted and found I still had forty thousand yuan left. This amount would last me and Zhao Mingkun for quite some time since Zhao Mingkun was like a walking vault, easily able to pull out a thousand yuan whenever needed. So money wasn't particularly useful for my current situation.
Just then, I noticed something written in an unusual script on one of the Renminbi notes. The characters were black against the bright red background of the bill, making them stand out immediately. I examined the bill closely but realized that I had mixed the newly acquired money with my old bills and couldn't tell whether this particular note had the writing from before or if it was from this recent batch.
The handwriting was unfamiliar to me; I had never seen it before and couldn't determine who wrote it. All my money came from Sister Mao, but if she had something to convey, she wouldn't need to use such a method—she could just tell me directly. Moreover, the handwriting didn't seem like it belonged to a woman.
At that moment, I felt a pang of regret; if only I had carefully examined all the money I received earlier, this delay in information wouldn't have happened. On the bright side, I was relieved that I hadn't carelessly spent this particular Renminbi note without noticing the writing; otherwise, I would have missed it entirely.
I scrutinized the characters again and saw that they read: "Those you will never care about in your lifetime."
The handwriting was short and seemed to have been written in a hurry, somewhat messy and unclear. If Sister Mao was trying to convey a message to me, then this money was originally given to me by her, which means she had ample time to write it more neatly instead of rushing through it.
Both amounts of money were given to me by Sister Mao, indicating that someone had slipped this Renminbi in before she handed it over. This person was so cautious that they didn't even dare to write their name directly, clearly not wanting anyone but me to know about this matter, suggesting it was quite confidential. A multitude of people flashed through my mind in an instant, but just as quickly, I dismissed many of them.
My head felt a bit foggy; I couldn't figure out who had written this note for me. This person hinted at someone I would never doubt in my life but didn't tell me outright. Were they afraid that the Renminbi might be seen by someone else, potentially causing trouble for either of us? Or were they intentionally trying to confuse me?
Or perhaps there was hidden information within this Renminbi? If there was indeed hidden information, I should know how to extract it; otherwise, it wouldn't have been conveyed to me, and I wouldn't even be aware of it.
After thinking for a moment, I immediately soaked the note in water, but there was no reaction. I tried heating it with fire, yet still no response. After much effort, I couldn't uncover any information from within it. This clearly indicated that my methods were not at fault; rather, the person wanted to convey only what was on the paper's surface.
However, their indirect way of warning me about whom to be cautious of felt strange. The issue arose: I couldn't determine whether the person who sent me the message through the Renminbi was a friend or an enemy. Without that clarity, I couldn't judge whether they meant well or were trying to lead me into a trap. I found myself unsure about whom to suspect.
If we assume this person is my teammate trying to warn me of danger, then who exactly should I be wary of?
How many people are around me at this moment?
Zhao Mingkun? That seems unlikely. Since Linfen, Zhao Mingkun has shown feelings towards me that differ from others. Although I'm still unsure about it now, Zhao Mingkun shouldn't mean me any harm. Based on our interactions, even if our relationship isn't solid, we share common goals and interests.
As long as we find Wu Zui and successfully deal with him, I believe Zhao Mingkun and I can continue working together. Moreover, after spending so much time together, a tacit understanding has gradually formed between us. The world may be bleak, but I'd prefer to remain optimistic.
If it's not Zhao Mingkun, could it be Gu Chen? That's also unlikely; Gu Chen has saved my life multiple times, and I've saved his as well. Our bond has been forged through shared experiences of life and death; if I were to doubt Gu Chen, I wouldn't know what grounds I'd have for doing so.
But if it's not Gu Chen, could it be Guan Zengbin? He was captured by Wu Zui—would he be brainwashed during his captivity? What if when Guan Zengbin returns and we think everything is over, it's actually just the beginning?
If I'm meant to suspect Guan Zengbin, then he should be rescued soon enough. If that's the case, could it be someone from Wu Zui's side? That's certainly worth considering and raises further suspicion.
With Wu Zui's abilities, everything is possible. After all, if it weren't for Wu Zui in the previous case, I wouldn't have fallen victim to Self-Blame Delusion.
Since I joined the Special Operations Group, these two individuals have been my closest partners. Could this person be referring to Liu? If it is Liu, then I can already see that he is not one of us. He has some unclear and complicated ties with Wu Zui, forcing the Special Operations Group to disband and placing an unfounded murder charge on me. Everything seems to be connected to Liu.
Could this person be warning me about Liu? That's the only explanation that makes sense right now. But if it's a warning about Liu, who could this messenger be? Perhaps a police officer in the precinct who believes I am innocent and wants to help me?
However, Captain Shao should still be caught up in a lengthy investigation process. For someone of his rank, if there were any issues, the investigation would certainly take a long time because Captain Shao knows too many secrets. The department must have someone monitoring him around the clock. I doubt Captain Shao could personally write to me. So could it be that someone came to remind me under his instruction?
Captain Shao must believe in my innocence because I was handpicked by him, and I have never let him down.
It’s also possible that Mary reminded me under Captain Shao's guidance. But does Mary even know about my situation? Has she managed to find my phone number or discovered that I contacted Sister Mao? If Mary could find out, then others could too, which would lead directly to my arrest.
I looked at the Renminbi in my hand, staring at the black ink on it, but I couldn't guess who had left it for me or what warning it contained. This ambiguity was incredibly frustrating. I tugged at my hair, trying desperately to understand this situation, but gradually realized that this was not something that could be unraveled overnight.
Yet with this mysterious Renminbi bearing a message, I knew a grand play must already be unfolding in the calm Dongxing City, and we are all characters in this drama—just unaware of when we would take the stage or when we might fall into obscurity as mere supporting roles or peel back the layers to ultimately stand center stage and laugh last.
I glanced out the window; night had fallen deep. Looking outside, there was nothing visible—just an overwhelming darkness that felt terrifying.
And we all know that the period just before dawn is the darkest time.
Will the sun rise again?
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