Chapter 34 Chapter Sixteen

Nie Ming rushed from home to the street and quickly stopped a taxi. "To the Municipal Cemetery!" he said hastily to the driver. The municipal cemetery is built in the outskirts of the city, with an elegant, quiet and solemn environment.The white tombstones are arranged neatly and regularly.At this time, there were less than ten elderly people standing in front of the graves of their deceased relatives and friends, silently mourning.A holy and solemn atmosphere. Nie Ming broke into the cemetery profusely in sweat, staring at every tombstone as he ran, as if looking for something.Several old people frowned and cast strange glances at him.

Twenty minutes later, Nie Ming stopped in front of a tombstone. He squatted down slowly, staring at the small flower bed less than 30 centimeters high above the tombstone—some pale yellow and white flowers were planted on it. Nie Ming swallowed.He put his hand into the soil of the flower bed, groping back and forth—suddenly, his hand stopped. He pulled out a small plastic bag from the flower bed.He could feel that there was a piece of paper folded into a small square inside. Nie Ming covered the flower bed with soil and patted it lightly twice to restore it to its original shape.Then, with trembling hands, he opened the small plastic bag and unfolded the piece of paper inside. There was only one sentence written on the paper.

After Nie Ming finished reading, his face was pale, his whole body trembled, and his breathing became short of breath. "That's it...that's it! From the beginning, I got it all wrong..." he exclaimed. Suddenly, Nie Ming raised his head suddenly, as if he remembered something in an instant, he spread his legs and ran towards the gate of the cemetery, and stopped a taxi again. "Go to Yu's Manor in Beicheng! Hurry up!" Nie Ming roared. After the car arrived, Nie Ming frantically rushed into the big iron gate of Yu's manor, and the housekeeper who was at the gate was startled.

"Nie Ming? What are you..." The housekeeper was puzzled when he saw Nie Ming, who was sweating profusely and panicked. Nie Ming grabbed the old housekeeper's shoulder and asked loudly, "Did Song Jingci come here just now?" The butler leaned back, obviously a little frightened, and said falteringly, "Yes, Miss Song...brought her younger brother here about an hour ago." Nie Ming let go of the old housekeeper, and ran towards Yu's big house without his life. Nie Ming ran to the door and pushed open the half-hidden door. He was gasping for breath and staring at him——Sitting in the living room drinking coffee, Yu Jie, who was reading the morning newspaper, and the maid beside him were startled at the same time. .The coffee in Yu Jie's hand spilled and splashed on his lap.

"Nie Ming? What are you doing?" Yu Jie frowned and asked suspiciously. Nie Ming walked up to Yu Jie in a few steps and asked loudly, "Where is Song Jingci?" "Song Jingci? How do I know? Why is she here?" Yu Jie looked at Nie Ming with a strange look. Nie Ming raised his head and took a deep breath: "My God..." Yu Jie seemed to want to ask something, but Nie Ming had already turned around and ran out the door. Suddenly, he stopped, turned to look at Yu Jie again, and asked, "You told me last time that your father has a friend who often comes to your house to look for your father, right?"

Yu Jie nodded slightly. "What's his name?" Nie Ming asked eagerly. "Han Ze, I used to call him Uncle Han." Yu Jie said, "Why do you ask this?" Nie Ming ignored his question and continued to ask, "He used to come to your house often?" "I come here often, and I chat with my father for hours. But after my father passed away, I never saw him again." "Do you have any special impression of him?" "Special...impression?" Yu Jie thought for a while, "I remember that person had a habitual movement, because that movement was a bit strange, so I have an impression."

"What action? Say it!" "I remember that when he was thinking about things, he would rub his temple back and forth with his left index finger. Yes, I have seen this movement many times." After hearing these words, Nie Ming ran out the door without looking back. Standing at the door, Nie Ming looked towards the west of the manor.Then he ran quickly towards the white house. Nie Ming came to the white house out of breath.He stepped forward, slammed the door violently, and shouted, "Open the door quickly, I know you are inside!" But there was no movement in the house, and the door was still tightly shut.

Nie Ming hammered the door several times, but there was still no response.He put his face close to the door and shouted inside: "If you don't open the door again, I will call the police immediately!" After more than ten seconds, the door opened. Nie Ming rushed in and closed the door. "I guessed right, it really is you!" Nie Ming said fiercely, looking at the person in front of him. Looking at Nie Ming, Song Jingci seemed a little surprised: "Nie Ming, why are you here?" "Stop pretending! I know everything, and I know exactly who you are!" Song Jingci approached Nie Ming and stared at him, her expression suddenly became indifferent and unfamiliar: "I didn't pretend, I just asked, how did you come—I mean, how did you know all this?"

Nie Ming didn't answer her question, he asked coldly, "Where is Song Yu?" Song Jingci pointed to the back, Song Yu was lying on the bed in a coma. "You... what did you do to him?" She shrugged: "don't be nervous, I just gave him a Coke with sleeping pills, and he just fell asleep." Song Jingci sat on a single sofa, folded her hands, and asked calmly: "Yesterday you still believed in my identity, why do you seem to understand everything today?" "Because I found an imperceptible detail in the notebooks left by your father, which aroused my suspicion of you."

"Oh? Let's hear it." Song Jingci raised her eyebrows, showing great interest. "I guess this detail is not even noticed by the police. Your father has a habit of using the lunar calendar that most of us don't use when recording the date! When I found out about this problem, I immediately thought that he kept the green calendar. The date '05.12.23' on the book may also be the date of the lunar calendar, but he cleverly used the Gregorian calendar to cover it up!" "Why did he do this?" Song Jingci asked. "Because he wants to test for the last time, are you really not his daughter anymore!" Nie Ming snapped, "Do you know, if 'December 23, 2005' is converted into the Gregorian calendar, what month would it be? "

Song Jingci tilted her head and looked at him. "It's January 22!" Nie Ming shouted. "You told me before that this is the anniversary of your mother's death, in other words, it's your birthday! Think about it, if you are really the Song Jingci from before, how could you not know that your father used the lunar calendar to keep dates habit? How could you not even discover the secret hidden by this date?" "But what does that mean?" "Meaning that if you discover the secret, you will be able to find this last piece of paper, not me - and discover who you really are!" Nie Ming took out the last page from his pocket and held it firmly in his hand: "We always thought that we had solved the secret of the words left by your father. But I didn't know until just now, that There is a second mechanism hidden in this paragraph—it hints that the last page of this book is hidden in the flower bed of your mother's tombstone!" "It turns out that there is still the last page of this book. My father has set up so many puzzles." Song Jingci sneered and said, "It's not easy for you. After converting the date into my mother's death date, you can immediately think of the last page." One page is hidden in front of my mother's grave—it seems that I made the right choice when I asked you to cooperate." "But," she went on, "what on earth is written on this piece of paper that I cannot know that requires so much trouble?" Nie Ming slowly unfolded the piece of paper, held it in front of Song Jingci, and said, "Look for yourself." Song Jingci narrowed her eyes and glanced at the two sentences on the last piece of paper: The first reincarnation experimenter: Han Ze (April 27, 1963) The second reincarnation experimenter: Song Jingci (March 18, 1997)