My imagination has come true

After leaving the cafe, it suddenly started to rain. It was really a good day for doing some shady things.

As soon as Mu Qingyun and Jia Junhao separated, she still happily went to the library to read according to her itinerary for the past few days. After entering the library, she stuffed her bag directly into the storage compartment outside as usual.

The Imperial Capital Library covers a vast area, has many collections, and is adjacent to the university town and science and technology center. Numerous scholars and scientific researchers come to report almost every day. Mu Qingyun is also immersed in books as soon as he enters the door, and even the front desk suddenly becomes noisy. The big gossip about her good friend getting together with her ex-boyfriend didn't attract her at all.

"classmate."

Mu Qingyun was studying when a young man of eighteen or nineteen suddenly walked in. He found her right away as soon as he entered the door, and sat down. It was replaced by someone, look outside, it’s the one wearing—"

"Student, there are loopholes in the steps of the proof of the 'four-color problem' you performed here yesterday afternoon."

As she spoke, she casually tore off a page from her notebook and copied the proof process written by the little boy the day before yesterday, circled the loopholes, and began to write notes.

The little classmate suddenly forgot what he wanted to say, his eyes glued to him, and he became dazed and muttering.

After Mu Qingyun finished writing, he handed the paper to her, got up and left.

He was relieved to hear the kid behind him muttering non-stop, completely trapped in his own world and unable to get out.

She often comes to the library, and naturally has a fresh memory of the few people who also come to the library frequently and are very distinctive.

The one who almost did something wrong in front of me is one. I don’t know his name. He should be a student of Shuimu University. He comes here every day to study math problems. In the past half month, he has been immersed in the classic four-color problem.

Mu Qingyun also saw that the child was not bad at observing and was very smart, but he didn't expect that such a professional person came to change her bag, and he actually punctured it.

Fortunately, this child is a little socially afraid, even if he finds a problem, he dare not go directly to find trouble, otherwise the matter will become a little troublesome.

Mu Qingyun fooled the child, went out and took his canvas bag, went shopping indifferently, and by the way, got rid of the people who were following him, and called Qin Xiaoshuang directly: "Xiao Qin, I'll see you in two days." Go pick you up, we should close the net and go to the theater."

Speaking of which, Yu Qing was really cautious.

Occasionally, Mu Qingyun will inadvertently throw off the person this guy sent to follow him. Whenever this happens, Yu Qing will never be forced to follow. He looks timid and like a mouse, but if he really has the courage of a mouse , How could you send someone to change the bag without waiting for a second?

three days later

Mu Qingyun picked up Qin Xiaoshuang, sat in the car and turned on the on-board surveillance.

What appears in the picture is an abandoned unfinished building. On the ground floor of the unfinished building, Wei Shan is tied to a chair, rarely without makeup, revealing his original appearance.

Wei Shan's real facial features are very ordinary, and they belong to the kind that you might not be able to find if you throw them in the crowd. At this moment, he looks a little listless, his face is covered with dust.

Yu Qingyuan's face is still so honest, he took out the ledgers that have been profitable in the past few years, as well as the hard disk that stored various video data, and the USB flash drive, and projected them on the big screen in the same way.

Wei Shan was dumbfounded.

Looking at the picture, Wei Shan's memory suddenly became clear, even what happened a few years ago is vivid in his mind.

Only then did Wei Shan realize that he was not as numb as he imagined. It turned out that he remembered all the people he had lied to.

He trembled in his heart, and suddenly lowered his head, no, he was right, he was doing justice for the heavens!

That old man, who was a contractor when he was young, did a lot of things that owed wages to workers. When he was old, he wanted to spoil his grandchildren and pretend to be a good person. Why?
Wei Shan tried hard to convince himself, and suddenly raised his head and said loudly: "Old Yu, I know you are under a lot of pressure, you are honest, if it weren't for your wife, children and old lady, you wouldn't be able to do bad things, but don't think too much, they all They are bad people, we are not guilty of getting money from them—"

"This old man's name is Sun Zhen. He teaches in a small town. After retiring, his family was demolished, and he took a sum of money for the demolition and went to the city to take care of his son."

Wei Shan was taken aback: "Huh?"

After a long while, his expression turned gray little by little, his eyes faintly revealed strong fear, he pursed his lips, stared at Yu Qing, and then looked at the things projected on the screen, only to feel a rush of blood in his throat unknowingly. taste.

Yu Qing didn't look at Wei Shan's face at all, and yelled out all the things Wei Shan had done in the same way, for fear that the voice was not loud enough for God to not hear.

Out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't help looking at the ancient manuscript that he had flipped through several times.

This was obtained from Mr. Mu when she was young, and it was written by her master uncle. Just by looking at the handwriting, it was written by the back of the paper. It was not written by ordinary people.

From it, he found a magic circle that mortals can use, called the Zhanxie Formation, which is to cut off the evil debts of mortals.

This formation alone is enough to make Yu Qing addicted to it. If it wasn't for his little life still floating in the air without a trace, he would definitely spend more time studying it.

But it's too late now.

After listening to Mr. Mu's conversation with her senior brother that day, he made arrangements without stopping, and took away Mr. Mu's letter on the spot.

He bet that Mr. Mu had already memorized the letters by heart, and it was just a habit to carry them with him, and he didn't know how to read them.

In the coffee shop, he discovered that Mr. Mu obviously liked reading so much, but he never thought of picking up this book and flipping through it. She would rather read the boring newspapers for people to read. It can be seen that she has read it very well. The desire to look again.

He also bet that even if things were lost, Mr. Mu would not care.

To him, this book is like a heavenly book, extremely precious, but to Mr. Mu and the others, it probably doesn't matter much.

Yu Qing really couldn't think too much.

He left the cafe and arranged for people to steal the books, while he went directly to the private hospital he often visited, and found a doctor he knew well, and had a CT scan of his lungs.

After getting the CT, the faces of the doctors he knew changed, and he hesitated for a long time, only saying that he wanted to talk to his family.

There was a buzzing sound in his head at the time, but he was not so surprised, after all, he had expected it a long time ago.

The doctor didn't say it clearly, but he still understood the general meaning—it has no therapeutic value, conservative treatment, maintaining the state of life as much as possible, hurrying to fulfill unfulfilled wishes, and doing whatever you want.

How could Yu Qing be reconciled?
He was just in his thirties, not yet forty.

The wife is young and beautiful, and the son is still young.

He can't die!