@Miss Aji:

Have you ever thought about what kind of name to give your children in the future? Come in and talk about it!

Popular comments are as follows:

"Wuwuwuwu, is Sister Aji going to have a baby? It's so sour and envious!"

——Ms. Aji’s reply is:

No, I just suddenly became curious and asked!

"What's the surname of Aji's child?"

——She replied: "What should it be?"

There was a lot of discussion below.

"It turns out that Aji's boyfriend's surname is He, and the case has been solved."

Some people also make jokes: "How about calling Hema?"

"He pig."

"What?"

"He Shang means noble spirit."

Occasionally, there are some relatively serious replies:

"The boy is called Dongcheng, and the girl is called Yingxin?"

——This post also has Miss Aji’s reply:

"There are too many strokes of the name. When the teacher punishes me, I will cry. This is my experience (crying with a smile)."

When I saw this, I vaguely realized that this was a key clue, and when I hurriedly pulled it to Zuo Cai:

"Acai, look at this."

Shi Zuo stared at the news for a while, frowned, and continued to flip down.

"Hmm? Do you have many strokes of Teacher Aji's name?"

"No! Very! Many! Every word is a lot! I'm afraid of signatures now."

Shi Zuo raised his head, looked at me, and read the same meaning from each other's eyes.

"Can we find her name based on this clue?" I asked.

"It should be possible."

"But, what should I do? Just knowing that there is no place to start with the clue of many strokes..."

"Did you forget?" Shi Zuocai said:

“She took the civil service exam.”

My eyes lit up and I screamed:

"Yes, since it's an exam, the results will definitely be released. Now that the Internet is so developed, the admission list can definitely be obtained through website search..."

This is undoubtedly the most exciting clue since we started investigating. At first we just recorded some details of the edges and corners as much as possible in the diary she wrote, and then pieced them together into a relatively complete outline through reasoning. Now, the real body of the blog owner is about to surface.

Shi Zuocai had already grasped the mouse first, clicked into the website, entered the search engine, and clicked into the bulletin board of the official website. It took only a few minutes to find the admission list for previous years. It was many PDF format files.

"The blog owner mentioned in her diary that she was admitted to civil servants, which should have happened half a year ago."

As he said that, Shi Zuo clicked on an announcement half a year ago and downloaded the PDF file. When he opened it, a large number of names came into his eyes. He pulled it to the bottom and saw a total of 120 people.

"After all, Guangzhou is a first-tier city, so it is normal to have more applicants." I said helplessly, and classified and filtered the list together with Shi Zuocai.

There is only one clue I have obtained at the moment, that is, there are many strokes of the woman's name, so more popular names such as "Wang Li" and "Li Ping", can be directly eliminated, and then some of the very obvious and masculine names are eliminated, and there are still more than 30 names left on the list.

It is obviously unlikely to guess her real name from more than thirty names.

"It seems to be too far-fetched." I sighed, feeling a little disappointed.

Shi Zuocai seemed to have no intention of giving up: he frowned and pondered for a while, opened a new webpage, clicked on Miss Aji's blog, and flipped through her diary one by one, trying to find some missing clues from it.

I looked down at my phone and it was almost ten o'clock. A gurgling sound came from my belly, and I suddenly remembered that I hadn't had supper yet.

When I looked at it, Zuo Cai stood up:

"I'll go out and buy some skewers, what do you eat?"

"Eating after 10 o'clock can easily cause damage to the digestive system, and your stomach acid has stopped secreting." Shi Zuo Cai said coldly.

I curled my lips and left the seat casually:

"You said yes, but to me: being hungry is unhappy, and having stomach problems is unhappy. Since both sides are not very happy, of course I love it, as it comes."

After successfully convinced myself, I left the Internet cafe and walked to the street to buy midnight snacks.

Tonight is Friday, and Guangzhou City has not yet fallen asleep. There are scenes of lights rising everywhere. Smokes are floating on the street. The aroma of fried noodles in the air makes me dizzy. I took out my wallet and counted. The money I had barely enough to get to the end of the month. While thinking about whether I should make some extra money, I walked to the barbecue stall and ordered a grilled wing, a bowl of fried noodles, two pig whips and a few skewers of pork belly.

When I was eating, I began to sort out my experience today, but for a moment I couldn't remember why I had to follow Shi Zuocai and have been struggling here for most of the day.

It seems that it is because Shi Zuo always thinks that something is strange about this woman’s blog?

However, according to the current investigation, she really has nothing special about it: a freelance painter, who is still well earned, and is only thirty years old, and she is a girlish girlish person and likes He Yu very much.

But, just knowing this, how can you know what is strange about her?

When I returned to the Internet cafe, Shi Zuo was still staring at the computer screen in a daze. To be honest, I was very gloating when I saw him being knocked down by a problem.

I sat down next to him and burped.

"How is Detective Shi is in a deadlock and has no way out, right?"

Shi Zuo ignored me, pushed the chair away, and kept pinching his eyebrows. After a while, I could hear him keep muttering:

"It's so weird...it's so weird..."

I sighed in my heart. When this guy is not doing well, there is probably nothing good about it. I said lazily:

"Don't worry. Even if we know her name, we can't do anything. You are just curious about why she was heartbroken for so long. I have said a long time ago that everyone's love revival period is different..."

“The problem is not here.”

It was only then that left interrupted me.

"I already know her name."

My eyes widened.

"What did you say?"

Shi Zuo said calmly:

"She's called Hao Shuqing."

"Hao Shuqing?" I repeated it in surprise, my eyes moved with his mouse, and saw him clicking on the admission list again, and the pointer hovered over "Hao Shuqing" ranked 36th.

I silently wrote this name in my heart, and my first reaction was "There are so many strokes", and then asked:

"How did you make sure that this is her name?"

"Simply put," Shi Zuocai said: "When I was searching for her diary, I found another clue related to my name. She once talked to He Yu about whom I would take if I had a child in the future."

[I like Mr. He's surname very much, it sounds very gentle. But Mr. He said he doesn't like it because people with the surname He in Guangzhou are everywhere on the streets. A surname like me is relatively rare, so it is easier for people to remember it.]

"That is, you infer from here that her last name is not a common big surname?"

"Yes. So I checked the most common surnames in Guangzhou, Chen, He, Li, Huang, and Liu... After deleting these surnames, the strokes on the list were relatively complicated, and there were only two names with relatively rare surnames left."

"As for determining that this is her name, it is because of 'qing'."

When I looked at it, Zuo Choi chose the word Qing as Gao Liang, but he was still confused.

"Why?"

"Do you remember her Weibo name?"

"Of course I remember, Miss Aji...wait..."

I suddenly realized.

The radicals of "Qing" and "ji" are both "i.e.", which is probably not a coincidence. For example, someone has the word "Li" in their names, and the names of social accounts like to bring split words such as "Muzi". "Miss Aji" also sounds more cute than "Miss Aqing".

Hao Shuqing. I silently recited this name over and over again. A very wonderful feeling suddenly arose in my heart. The name is like a person's identity card. When you know that person's name, you feel as if you see him/her.

Now, in my mind, the woman named Hao Shuqing seemed to be lifting the foggy curtain and slowly walking towards us.

We unconsciously spy on a person's life. Even if she unintentionally exposed her information, or even knew about our existence, I suddenly felt inexplicably panic.

When I turned to look at Zuo Cai, my thoughts were mixed.

He really did it - based on a blog log, he infers a person's age, work, life, and surname.

I suddenly had a wonderful feeling: in his oil-like shell, there was a demon who could see through people's hearts. In TV series, if it weren't for the famous detective of Superman, they would often play with the protagonist in the palm of their hands, the most vicious ultimate villain.

I even began to worry about his future. Compared to human emotions, Shi Zuo seems to care more about the rationality behind human beings. If one day he loses interest in "human" itself, or he no longer treats human beings as "his own compatriots", what will his life become?

But no matter what, this detective game should come to an end.
To be continued...