Monthly filing: March 2014

Apocalypse of Genius


I am a genius, and I cannot prove it, just as I cannot prove that you are fools, so it is a false proposition that I am a genius or you are fools, but I believe that you cannot change a fact that you believe, just like all true knowledge, you cannot accept all believers who accept his baptism, because they also believe.
I feel tired. I have never been so tired as I am now. I am worried about the future. I increasingly feel that there is not enough time. There are many unknown worlds waiting for me to explore. Sometimes I am full of curiosity. I feel that there will be infinite possibilities. There will be countless points on the horizontal axis of time and the vertical axis of the end. They are all my achievements, some big and some small, It never mattered much, but a pair of invisible hands often grabbed my brain and turned my head to the right track. What they often said was: Don't be silly, there is nothing there, you are wasting your time; One day you will regret that it is futile to try harder on the wrong road.
Their hints made me suspicious. Yes, I am a genius, but I am not omniscient. Their hints will accumulate once when I occasionally fail. The more I explore, the more times I accumulate. Finally, like the straw that crushed the camel, I gradually become afraid, full of fear and no longer curious about the world, I will hide on an island, away from them.
I began to learn some special skills, such as using an axe, growing crops, drying salt and building a house with stones. None of them knew that when I was alone. When I learned these special skills, I often imagined that I needed to relieve my loneliness when doing these things, Sometimes I imagine myself lying on the Alsophila spinulosa tree on the island and looking up at the blue sky. The sky is as clean as a wash. I put a big windmill in the northeast corner. At the foot of the windmill, green grass seeds are sprinkled. They grow and germinate, some grow into grass, some grow into trees, and some bloom four petalled flowers. I walk along the small river at my feet and sometimes jump into the water, Sometimes I ride a giraffe and hug its neck to pick red apples. When the wind blows, a large group of rhinoceroses run from the wind. I clap my hands and race with them.
But my mind gradually began to feel uneasy. As the preparation work became more and more sufficient, the anxiety became more and more intense. It was just my fantasy, never verified. If I failed, I would not even have the opportunity to start again this time. If you tell me that tomorrow is the end of the world, I will never be afraid, because it is also the end of anyone. Let's face it calmly together. In this way, I am not different. How can I be such a person? I am a genius, not a social animal that needs companionship. Am I afraid of loneliness? Loneliness? What about death? Am I afraid?
"I'm not afraid." I swore to myself: "Don't be killed by unknown fear first."
"When will we start?"
"Tomorrow, there can be no more delay"
"Are you really not afraid? Are you not afraid anymore?"
"How many times have I said that I am a genius"
"But you are a person first"
"Do you believe I killed you?"
"I'm just reminding you how you can kill yourself"
"Don't force me any more," I said, "I've made up my mind. I can't delay a minute or a second tomorrow."
"Why don't you start now?"
"I have one last thing to prepare"
"You're still afraid. I can't see what's not ready."
"I'm not afraid. I say again, I've never been so sure. Believe me, I've never been so sure."
"Well, let me remind you for the last time..."

It's dawn, in the dark basement, in front of the dark walnut desk
"The autopsy report has come out, so it is ruled out that he could be killed." The coroner pointed. "The murderer is this apple covered with cyanide and bitten."

The Chinese Dream


It takes a price to kill yourself and kill others
Don't be afraid of losing or repaying
They said you were a liar
I am not
I said you were bandits
You also deny
We are all in the real world
Tell a lie
So the world is made of lies
You beautify a lie and say it's a dream
You all know
But you pretend to believe
Not afraid of losing, but afraid of repaying
I know, but I refuse to believe
Not afraid to repay, but I have nothing to lose

lover


"I'm the detective here. How can I help you?"
"Here is a deposit of one million yuan." An old man with silver hair pushed the safe in front of me and took out a picture trembling from his coat:
In the simple detective office, the old man sat in front of me, his eyes tired, and the wrinkles were stacked one by one along the corner of his eyes. He was a little nervous. He took out his cigarette and lit the fire with trembling hands.
"Is it that simple?" I asked, "What other requirements?"
The old man cleared his throat and said, "Of course, it's better..." The old man hesitated
"The most important thing is not to disturb her present life," the old man finally added
"Please rest assured." I got up and took the old man to the door
This is a Kodak print photo that has slightly yellowed in the last century. The girl in the photo is about 18 or 19 years old. One hand is crossed at the waist, the other hand is raised above the head, and the brown sunglasses are pinned to the forehead. Her face is smiling. Obviously, this is a modified art photo. Her name is written on the back of the photo.
"Check this person for me." I handed the photo to the assistant's desk. "Call me back in half an hour."
I sat back in my office, took out an anti eavesdropping detector, a wireless high-resolution camera, and a Google glass III portable device from under my desk, packed this outfit in a shoulder bag that was hanging on the wall obliquely. When everything was ready, I sat down, made a cup of instant coffee, lit a cigarette, and sat in this dimly lit room.
Half a cigarette later, someone knocked on my door. The assistant came in and handed me a piece of A4 paper with five point font: "Inspector, here is the information you need"
I opened my eyes, glanced at the woman's information in the photo by mistake, looked at the address in detail, and looked up: "Come here early tomorrow morning, and go to the fence street with me" I said to my assistant
It was sunny in the morning in Liuluo Street. It was the largest clothing wholesale and retail market in the city. At seven or eight o'clock in the morning, it was already crowded. We walked through the bustling crowd, stood in front of the stone statue in the center of the street, and pointed to the office building on the 30th floor behind Liuluo Street: "On the 17th floor" I said: "Last night, I intruded into the security system of this office building through a computer. Our goal is a cashier and accounting supervisor of a pharmaceutical company. This is her only way to work every day."
"Can you imagine her now?" asked the assistant
"Not sure, but we need to trust intuition"
At 9:03, I felt that the woman was approaching us. The crowd was wearing gray office uniforms, high-heeled shoes, black sunglasses, and carrying bags.
"That's her," I said. "Get the equipment ready
The assistant quickly took out the equipment and pretended to stand up. When the woman walked past us, I immediately followed them. I also stood up and followed the two of them. The distance between us was not far, not close, and kept just right. I believe that the assistant has taken the most precious first picture, which is less than 100 meters away. We walked slowly at the end of the turn of the fence street, The woman suddenly stopped without warning, and then turned back. It seemed that she had forgotten something. I was a little nervous. I saw the assistant pretending not to go to the nearest store. The woman didn't notice my assistant. I was relieved and didn't turn my head. The woman's footsteps were in a hurry. She passed me again and suddenly stopped
"This is the photo he needs." The woman stood behind me and handed me an envelope: "Tell him that I have loved him in the same way for so many years."