Bionic Era

"My original intention was to find out the truth about those two things. As for the request of No. 0... I have already helped her complete half of it, and I will leave it to her to complete the follow-up."

Wei Bo'an didn't grasp Lu Wen's idea of ​​giving Number Zero.

His body's vision gradually dimmed, as if it was about to shut down.

"Where is your real body?" Lu Wen asked.

"I think you already know." Wei Bo'an replied.

"But I don't want it to be that place."

"But a lot of times... things don't always go the way we want."

Wei Boan took out his cell phone.

The screen lit up, and it was an account of a social platform.

It is the same account that has been posting news about the murderer, which has now become a holy place for fans of the murderer.

There is an up-to-date message on it.

[The fires in the two prisons were indeed set by me]

The following comments rose to tens of thousands in just over ten minutes.

If nothing else, it has already been on the hot search, and it is very likely to be the number one in the hot search.

This network war, which lasted for a whole week, finally ended with the murderer himself pleading guilty.

However, there are still many people who think that this account may be controlled by the Executive Bureau, and the Executive Bureau sent this confession message in the name of the murderer.

So they are all waiting, waiting for the killer to send a message from the new account.

"This kind of feeling is very interesting. When I was in the executive bureau, even if I became the chief, I was busy from morning to night every day, but I still didn't get a word of hard work from ordinary people. As long as there is a problem with an executive officer, those people will Elevate the matter to the entire executive bureau, and all executive officers will be scolded."

Wei Bo'an smiled, and his voice gradually became smaller.

"But now that I am a murderer, I just did a few right things, and gained a large number of fans. Many people even know that I set the prison fire on fire, and that the escape of those prisoners was also caused by me. support me……"

After all, his head drooped.

Wei Bo'an's real body manipulated this body to shut down from a distance.

It's nine o'clock at night.

A huge yacht is sailing on the distant sea, with bright lights, and some holographic swimming fish are slowly cruising in the night sky around the yacht.

Lu Wen knew the possible whereabouts of Wei Bo'an's real body, but just to be on the safe side, he still called Feng Fugui.

"Mr. Feng, people from Hanjiang Company, have you arrested them yet?"

"Not yet. The evidence is still being collected. The company seems to have noticed something. This week, the progress has been quite slow."

As expected, the real culprit is still at large.

Moreover, they had received help from the former chief, Du Changqing, so many clues were not easy to investigate.

"It seems that there is a high probability that they will not survive tonight." Lu Wen sighed, starting from here, it takes fifteen minutes to reach the location of Hanjiang Company.

During this period, Wei Boan could do many things.

"Did something happen? That murderer did it again?" Feng Fugui asked.

"Should have done it already."

Lu Wen hung up the phone.

He picked up the bionic body of Wei Boan in front of him and threw it into the car.

A white note fell from the android's hand.

Lu Wen picked it up and looked at it.

A very famous poem.

Written by Yeats.

This is the last time Wei Boan left clues to Lu Wen.

[When you are old, your hair is gray, and you are drowsy]

Missing the woman who died of cancer in prison?

Lu Wen was driving in the brightly lit night of District 15. The light blue light was like gentle waves lapping on the car body.

The reflections of street lamps flashed across the window.

With only fifteen minutes to go, the car traveled between light and shadow, and its speed was not considered fast.

Lu Wen didn't know many human beings, and most of them were hostile or rivals. Wei Boan was a different kind of person, and he always gave people a feeling that he was not too serious.

But many unscrupulous people have actually had a serious side.

Fifteen minutes later, the vehicle stopped outside an old building near the sea.

Three stories high.

The dusty concrete exterior walls are out of tune with the rapid development of the outside world.

This is the headquarters of Hanjiang Company.

All kinds of ships are docked on the coast, and under the night, they gently undulate with the sea water.

【Piano sound】

The soft piano sound came from inside the building.

A very familiar tune, adapted from that poem.

Wei Boan can also play the piano, which is included in the information collected by Lu Wen. Wei Boan's parents are both engaged in the music industry, a very romantic family. As expected, he should grow into a great musician. He grew up with the praise of his father and married the woman he loved.

But in the end, he chose to carry a heavy weapon on his back, put on a thick armor, and walk on the front line of life and death every day.

As he said, things don't always go the way we want.

"Lu Wen!"

Feng Fugui yelled from a distance, and he also drove over.

The old executive was busy every day, working harder than the young man. In this short week, the wrinkles on his face had deepened a lot.

"Where's Chief Wei? Isn't he with you?" Feng Fugui asked.

"He's inside." Lu Wen said.

"He's already gone in?" Feng Fugui was stunned for a moment, "If the murderer is also inside, and lurking in secret, wouldn't it be..."

He suddenly froze.

According to the existing rules, when going to an unknown and dangerous place, the bionic person should go ahead.

But now, Lu Wen is outside, and Wei Boan has already entered this building.

There seems to be only one answer.

"Mr. Wei...is he the murderer?"

"Um."

Surprised, puzzled, incredible.

Many words can be used to describe Feng Fugui's mood at this moment.

He looked at the building in front of him, and the soothing piano sound was still playing inside. After all, he was an experienced old executive, and he understood many things in just a moment.

"No wonder... no wonder the murderer is always one step ahead of us, so..."

The killer is always with them.

"Mr. Feng, wait outside for a while. I'll go in and have a look. I'll call you if there's no danger," Lu Wen said.

"I'll go in with you." Feng Fugui shook his head.

At his age, life and death can be regarded as relatively indifferent.

"Okay then, I'll go ahead."

According to the judgment of the system, the sound of the piano came from the third floor.

The first and second floors of the building were pitch black, only the third floor had faint lights.

"By the way, Wei Boan has already admitted through that account that he set the fire himself. Now the public opinion on the Internet is starting to favor the executive bureau. This is a good phenomenon."

People began to condemn the wandering poet, although they didn't know who the murderer was and what purpose he had.

Many people requested the executive bureau to arrest the murderer as soon as possible and make his true identity known to the public.

"It smells like gasoline." Feng Fugui suddenly pulled Lu Wen back.

The two just walked into the first floor.

Lu Wen stretched out his left hand, and a beam of strong light shot out from the palm of his hand.

The interior of the building is nicely decorated, in stark contrast to the old exterior.

The innermost part is where the tickets are sold.

There are many posters hanging on the left and right walls, all of which are related to boat rental and preferential activities.

On the far left is the stairs going up.

"A lot of gasoline has been splashed on the walls, as well as on both sides of the ground. Only the stairs are clean." Lu Wen judged: "Wei Boan knew we would come, but he didn't want to kill us... Or, he gave himself Leave a way of escape?"

Lu Wen once again persuaded Feng Fugui to wait outside first.

Once the fire broke out, it was difficult for the old executive's body to carry it.

"It's okay. After living for so many years, I have experienced everything I should have experienced. I have no regrets. As for the will... the day I entered the industry, it was already written."

Feng Fugui is very free and easy.

Lu Wenwen wanted to knock him out.

But after thinking about it, this old man has been in the executive bureau all his life. Perhaps this is the last major case he solved before he retired. If he is knocked out and carried out now, he will definitely leave a lot of regret in his heart. Regrets will be with him for the rest of his life until the day he dies.

The two walked cautiously up the dark corridor.

The light in Lu Wen's palm was the only source of light.

They try not to get dirty with the surrounding gasoline.

The sound of the piano is getting closer and closer.

third floor.

Here is a warehouse.

Large and small cardboard boxes, abandoned wooden boats, dusty furniture, rusty scaffolding, rolls of posters scattered all over the place and... an old piano.

The dim light flickered on the roof.

Sitting in front of the piano, Wei Boan skillfully pressed every black and white key with his ten fingers together.

He didn't seem to notice the arrival of the two of them, just concentrating on playing.

"Mr. Wei, why did you do this?" Feng Fugui still had many doubts in his heart.

With Wei Bo'an's status, if he wants to re-investigate the case of the year and disclose some unknown things, he can do it in an open and honest manner.

Why incarnate that wandering poet?

"If you want to defeat the darkness, you have to merge into the darkness." Wei Bo'an calmly quoted a very classic sentence.

"But if the light is strong enough, all the darkness will be invisible." Lu Wen retorted.

"This is the problem. The light you speak of...is not strong enough."

"Nothing is strong from the start."

If you want to debate, Lu Wen can argue for a whole day.

"I found that you didn't learn any of Xia Chuluo's strengths, but inherited all of her weaknesses. That little girl is also very good at speaking, and most people can't speak of her," Wei Bo'an said.

"Perhaps the shortcomings are more contagious." Lu Wen replied.

"Yes, so the darkness is actually easier to spread." Wei Boan smiled lightly.

Lu Wen was taken aback.

In just two or three sentences, Wei Boan gained the upper hand in the rebuttal.

This middle-aged man is far smarter than he looks.

"When I first became the head of the executive bureau, I was very ambitious and wanted to carry out reforms and overturn the unjust, false and wrongly convicted cases one by one. So I found out many controversial cases back then, and finally found that... I was too naive at the time .”

If those old events were to be uncovered one by one, the entire Mowu City would become chaotic.

Businessmen, politicians, economists, educators...

Countless celebrities have been implicated in those past events.

It was like a huge spider web, covering the darkness of the city, binding everyone together tightly.

"It affects the whole body?" Feng Fugui figured out the key point of the matter.