Memory inheritor

Chapter 187 Suspect

Chapter 187 Suspect (Part 1)

Wei Hongsi listed out the key points one by one, and reviewed them twice. While recalling the memory fragments he had just retrieved, he sorted out and filled in the relevant information. After confirming that there was nothing missing, he deleted all the content and replaced it with a design plan.

There are many secrets involved here. Since you know you might be noticed by criminal gangs, it's best not to leave any traces.

For this reason, he didn't use paper and pen as usual when organizing his thoughts this time. It's safer to keep important information in your brain.

After finishing up, Wei Hongsi turned off the music, took off his headphones, lay down on the bed, and prepared to take a nap to recover his energy.

The dream I had earlier seemed to have put my brain in an overclocked state. After analyzing the situation and gaining a better understanding of it, I felt a bit tired again.

Just before falling asleep, another thought popped into my head: why did I think of not leaving a trace after organizing the key points? I've never had this habit or thought before. Could it be influenced by those "experiences" that didn't belong to me? But being careful in this kind of thing can't hurt.

Wei Hongsi slept for more than two hours, and when he got up at his usual work time, he felt pretty good.

He quickly washed up and then went out to drive to the company with Xia Shiyu.

As Wei Hongsi passed the alley where the egg pancake stall was located, he glanced inside twice.

Upon seeing this, Xia Shiyu asked, "How about I buy two portions and we take them to the office to eat?"

Wei Hongsi shook his head and said with a smile, "Never mind, it's not a good place to park."

Xia Shiyu continued driving towards the company.

Wei Hongsi didn't actually want to eat egg pancakes, but suddenly wondered how the mentally challenged uncle had found this area.

Although it would be easy to find out that he worked at Zhiwei through the school and his family—it wasn't exactly a secret—would Han Tao, someone with a questionable mental state, really bother to find out about such things?

Judging from what Han Tao had told him, his perception was still stuck five years in the past, and he thought of himself as a sophomore. Shouldn't he have gone to Yuecheng University to find him? Why was he in this area?

If Han Tao had gone to the school to look for him before, and then came here, his understanding of the matter should be updated.

If he didn't go to the school to look for him, then who helped him find out this information and then guided him to this area?

If such a person truly exists, then he must know of his existence; and the culprit who caused Han Tao's death is very likely this person.

Thinking of this, Wei Hongsi frowned slightly, recalling his elementary school composition that had been published in the newspaper.

That was sixteen years ago. Although she didn't know where Han Tao was at that time, he was ultimately someone she had no connection with, so what reason would he have to cut it out of the newspaper and keep it?

It's unlikely that Uncle Zhang did this. Regardless of which organization he belongs to, he probably wouldn't agree with the theme of that essay. What's the point of him keeping such a primary school student's essay that clashes with his values?

Wei Hongsi believes that the most likely person to do this is Hua Jianyue from "The Story of Time", or someone who is familiar with Hua Jianyue.

Some people, in order to fulfill their dream of becoming writers, will self-publish their novels. This can be divided into two situations: one is that the novel has an ISBN and can be sold publicly, although it usually doesn't sell many copies; the other is that it doesn't even have an ISBN, and usually the print run is extremely small, so that the author can only amuse himself and at most give a few copies to relatives and friends.

"The Story of Time" falls into the latter category, and Wei Hongsi's essay was tucked inside this book.

If this hypothesis is correct, then the person who led Han Tao here is very likely Hua Jianyue, who is also the prime suspect in the deaths of Uncle Zhang and Han Tao.

As Wei Hong thought about this, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck.

Uncle Zhang's organization might not know him, but Hua Jianyue had already noticed him. Perhaps shortly after he started working at Zhiwei, Hua Jianyue had observed him on his way to and from get off work.

Xia Shiyu had already driven the car into the company building's underground parking lot. Seeing Wei Hongsi shrinking his neck, he asked, "Brother Hongsi, are you cold?"

Wei Hongsi nodded and said, "A little."

Xia Shiyu said, "Next time I'll turn the air conditioner temperature up."

Wei Hongsi said, "No need, it's probably because I didn't have breakfast. Let's go to the cafeteria first."

The two had breakfast at the company cafeteria and went up to the 16th floor to prepare for their day's work.

Wei Hongsi sat down in his office, turned on his computer, hesitated for a while, and then took out his phone to call his mother.

"Why are you calling so early? What's up?" Soon, the mother's voice came through the receiver, accompanied by a cacophony of noise.

"Mom, you went out so early this morning?" Wei Hongsi asked, somewhat puzzled.

All I heard my mother say was, "Buy groceries, otherwise what will your father and I eat?"

Wei Hongsi then remembered that his mother had already retired and therefore did not need to work.

He asked, "Mom, do you remember the essay I wrote when I was in elementary school that was published in the newspaper?"

"Oh, is that so? What happened?"

"Did you buy that newspaper?"

"That's the newspaper your dad subscribed to, why would you buy another one?"

"Did you cut out and save my essay?"

"What's so great about collecting that? Your essay only benefited from its theme; it wasn't even that well-written."

"Is that newspaper still there?" Wei Hongsi's mother was a middle school Chinese teacher and was very strict in this regard, which he was used to.

"They're long gone. Our family only collects newspapers for about six months before selling them as waste paper."

"Have any strangers asked you about me in the past few months?"

"No, we don't contact strangers. You called just to ask about this, what happened?"

"Nothing much. Um, recently someone, who said he was my dad's friend, tried to strike up a conversation with me. I saw he was under forty, so I didn't really pay him any attention."

"It's right to ignore him. Where did your dad get such young friends?"

Wei Hongsi ended the call with his mother, feeling somewhat relieved. Since it had nothing to do with his family, things were easier to handle.

Now that he has people arranged by Director Liang to protect him, it will be difficult for anyone to have any ill intentions towards him, regardless of whether Hua Jianyue is watching him or what kind of organization it is.

However, it's still necessary to inform the task force about this matter. Fighting an organization similar to the Light Guide Society is definitely not the time to act as a lone hero.

However, I need to think about how to say these things. Perhaps I should talk to my older brother first.