Chapter Twenty-Five Hidden

  （1）

  Zhen Tianqi walked two blocks and arrived near the Fourth Bridge, where the flow of people was not usually large, but in the early morning and evening, there would be some retired elderly men and women strolling along the riverbank in a small park. So as soon as something happened, with these mouths spreading the news, it wouldn't take half a day or even a whole day for the entire City W to know - such as the case of Yu Chen's suicide last time.

  I remember when we fished out Yu Chen's body from here before, it almost shook the entire city. The residents near Sifang Bridge were also making a fuss about selling their houses, and even Lian had to come out to calm them down. But now it seems that there was no need for all that fuss. Even if someone died, it's none of our business. Everyone made a big deal about it for a while, but once it passed, it passed. So just a few days later, the pedestrians on the street were strolling along with ease, without any sign of tension at all.

  "Human life is not worth much in their eyes." Zhen Tiangui touched the steps of the riverbank with her toes, "Even if it's a close relative, once there's a conflict of interest, they'll choose to give up. At least that's what I've seen, so I chose to cooperate with you because I don't want to be abandoned by others."

  The man's voice was low and gentle, "Then let's just give up on our own initiative, it's much better than being abandoned by others."

  Yes, since it's destined to be abandoned by others, I might as well take the initiative myself.

  There was someone making a phone call in the telephone booth, "It's been taken away, it's best to hide deeper." The black hat was pressed down low, and the person's face couldn't be seen. The sunny weather was just right for a stroll, and the leisurely footsteps gradually walked further and further away.

  Zhen Tianqi watched Yu Jing get into the car, then turned around and walked back on the same road. This small path was newly built near the Binjiang district, with few pedestrians and almost no motor vehicles passing by, making it look very quiet. It had been a long time since she came out to breathe in the fresh air like this. Every day, she would be in a dimly lit room, constantly implanting dreams into those poor people. How many times had she truly seen sunlight over the years? Her pale complexion often scared herself when she looked in the mirror.

  Why is she a lucid dreamer? She has always been asking herself, if she were just an ordinary person who didn't enter the dream world, wouldn't she be happier.

  If there were no more dreamers in the world, it might be a lot better.

  Then let's destroy them, okay.

  （2）

  Zhen Tianqi returned home to find that Aunt Zhen had not yet returned, and the house was still as dimly lit as ever, with the curtains tightly closed, made of a very expensive blackout fabric. She narrowed her eyes standing in the center of the living room, her mind slightly dazed for a moment before clearing up again.

  The Dreamweaver's weaving of dreams also requires a certain environment, and a dimly lit room is undoubtedly the most suitable for them. As a result, the Dreamweavers' lives under such conditions will make their skin pale, just like hers. They are like vampires, living in a dark world, where the bright outside world is only a fleeting moment, and only the woven dreams are eternal.

  And she just needs sunlight, even if it will turn to dust in the sun.

  Zhen Tianqi walked into the bedroom and inserted a U-disk from her pocket into the computer host, which contained an MP4 short video of about 100MB.

  The image quality is not very high, a bit blurry, only able to see the back of a girl, long curly hair, dark green long windbreaker, the back looks like it has a weak willow in the wind. The girl stands on the steps by the riverbank, next to an old willow tree, branches hanging down to the ground, half covering the girl's figure.

  Zhen Tianqi supported her chin with her hand, shifted her body slightly to a more comfortable position, and smiled as she watched the girl in the video jump off the riverbank. Twenty minutes.

  She nodded in satisfaction, then opened her email, found an email address, and sent out the video.

  The page displayed "sent successfully", she closed the page and then searched for a name on Google. The results came out quickly.

  Shen Yu. First-class police supervisor of W Province Public Security Department. The man in the photo has a light expression, handsome features, and a calm temperament.

  "My work is temporarily done," said Zhen Tianqi with a smile. Shen Yu.

  I hope you won't disappoint me after I've put in so much effort.

  （3）

  When the email arrived, Shen Yu was reading a document.

  "Hmm, I say, why not directly ask for a re-examination of the body? Isn't their public security bureau document fake?" Liao Xinxin was gnawing on a cucumber, her mouth unclear, "If they don't re-examine the body, Yu's family will take the body back to be cremated!"

  Shen Yu turned another page of the document, without any reaction.

  Liao Xinxin pouted and honestly took the cucumber nest to one side.

  Yu Chen is now 23 years old, and before he fell into a mysterious coma and dropped out of school for an extended period, he was a sophomore at Y University. He had excellent grades, was sincere to others, and got along extremely well with his peers in the department. Shen Yu narrowed her eyes - it's truly a strange and astonishing thing that such an outstanding young man would suddenly take his own life.

  Yu Chen's widow, Ge Tianyu, is now 23 years old and a junior at Y University. The two did not know each other before registering their marriage, and it is said that Yu Shi's real estate company chairman, namely Yu Chen's father, concluded that they needed to rush into marriage based on dream interpretation, and her mother was the steward of the Yu family, surnamed Zhen, whose husband died early, leaving only two daughters. Shen Yi drew a line here, saying that Zhen Xiuxiu is indeed a mother with vision. And it is also this Zhen Xiuxiu who is one of the main forces in the struggle for the Yu family's property this time.

  Just as he was about to flip through it, the computer beeped, seemingly an email. Shen Yu put down the document and turned his gaze towards the computer screen.

  Recipient: Shen Yu

  Shen Yu furrowed his brow, the sender's ID was unfamiliar, and the email content was just a URL. He narrowed his eyes, moved the mouse to the URL, and clicked it open.

  The email should have invaded with the virus, but it seems to be a non-malicious virus, just forcing full-screen playback.

  It's a short video in I format, only over 20 minutes. It's a girl wearing an olive green windbreaker standing on the riverbank, with extremely poor image quality, and the girl's figure has some distortion, looking very uncomfortable. When Shen Yu saw the girl jump down from the steps by the riverbank, she raised an eyebrow, then lowered her head to look at the file.

  Ge Tianyu, 23 years old, is a junior at Y University. She is the widow of Yu Chen and is now the legal heir to the Yu family's property. Her mother, Zhen Xiu, is the manager of the Yu household and is also one of the main contenders for the Yu family's property.

  The girl in the photo is extremely beautiful, and the qualities of purity and charm seem to be cleverly combined on her. Shen Yu shifted his gaze back to the screen, and the video happened to play the shot of the girl wearing a dark green windbreaker just before she jumped off the riverbank. The girl turned around as if she had seen the camera for a moment, with no expression on her face.

  Shen Yu flipped through the file backwards.

  Ge Tianyu.