When he was five years old, his father disappeared.

A long time later, the police found his father's body, with a delicate rope buckle tied around his wrist and white velvet rope woven into the shape of a butterfly.

At first glance, it looked like a fluttering butterfly landing on my father's wrist.

He took a quick look and was taken into his mother's arms.

With a quick glance, he saw his father's pale and stiff hands being imprisoned by a rope buckle. The butterfly rope buckle became a deadly weapon, cruelly depriving his father of his life.

From that moment on, the bow knot was tied to his heart, lingering and becoming an inescapable nightmare.

He was taken away by the police, followed by his mother's wails.

The voice was heartbreaking, revealing deep pain and despair.

He clearly remembered that it was a day in June, with the sun hanging high above his head, scorching the earth fiercely.

The thin man was in the arms of the police uncle, but he felt cold all over and his teeth kept chattering.

He once asked his mother about the cause of his father's death. Just mentioning his father was like stabbing his mother in the heart with a knife.

His mother just cried, saying that she had a bad life and met a desperado... He didn't dare to mention it again.

Later, I pieced together bits and pieces of information from others, and finally got a rough idea of ​​what happened to my father:

My father went out of town to do business with others. On the way, he encountered a fugitive who escaped from prison. He robbed his father of his money and killed him.

When the fugitive was caught, he was carrying several lives on his body and was immediately sentenced to death.

The fugitive had an encounter with his father, had his father's wallet on him, and confessed his crime, so the case was closed.

But after so many years, he always dreamed of that butterfly-shaped rope buckle.

Therefore, he always suspected that there was another hidden reason behind his father's death.

If the murderer was not the fugitive, the real murderer might still be at large!

As long as the real murderer is still alive, can the murderer's life trajectory be corrected through this soul patch system?

After the correction, will my father... come back to life?

Thinking of this, Wenjie raised his eyes and looked around the office area blankly. Everyone was busy at their workstations. Through the windows in the distance, he could see the tall buildings in M ​​City and the bustling scene of the metropolis.

In the distance, the edge of the city meets the blue sky, and the golden warm sun pours down.

Let's be more realistic, okay? You're still a college student, so why have you shaken the basic common sense that people can't be resurrected after death?

We must believe in science and not be superstitious.

Wenjie showed a self-deprecating smile and lowered his head to prepare for work.

[Whether to retrieve the test question database]

[Default call]

This is an overbearing system, but I have to work!

He started searching on his computer for information about Yang Shanshan's murder last night.

Location: An abandoned building materials factory 500 meters west of Shishi Road in the urban construction area of ​​M city.

Time: between 20:00-24:00

Portrait of the murderer: male, 35-35 years old, 175-180cm tall, cold and cruel, with a tendency to have a split personality.

The police appeal to the general public to call the police immediately if they find suspicious persons. Single women should not walk alone at night, let alone go to desolate and remote areas.

Wenjie looked at the information called up by the soul patch system in front of him, which was the same as on the police website.

【Would you like to revise your life trajectory?】

[Default: Yes]

[Please select the patch type: A Dissuasive type B Intimidation type C Violent type D Collapse type]

[Default: Select A]

I... I haven’t chosen whether it’s good or not, and there’s no explanation. I know what this means?

You have to let me think about it!

Wenjie went crazy.

What happened next made Wenjie even more crazy:

Wenjie was obviously sitting in his chair, facing the computer screen. But another scene appeared in the system interface in front of him:

〖That was when he left the company last night, instead of going home, he went to the bus station to wait for the bus.

He looked at the stop sign, which led to the building materials factory on the outskirts of the city where the incident occurred.〗

"Wenjie, why are you so dazed! Director Wang called us to a meeting! Didn't you read the announcement on DingTalk?"

It was Bai Yu calling him.

What? There’s a meeting coming up? Oh my God, the market information collection that Director Wang asked me to do hasn’t been done yet.

Wenjie ignored the movie-like scene in front of him and hurriedly took his notebook and pen and walked towards the conference room.

Meetings in their unit are relatively frequent, and they basically have to meet every day to make work reports.

He does a solid job and is not afraid of meetings. Wenjie has never been afraid of meetings.

But today... I actually felt a drumbeat in my heart.

The conference room is on the west side of the corridor. It is a multi-functional hall with a stepped seating arrangement, tables and chairs somewhat similar to a public classroom in a university.

After Wenjie came in, he sat down with everyone in turn. This is the only place in the unit that has an academic atmosphere. Every time he comes here, Wenjie is reminded of his time in the ivory tower.

But soon, his nostalgic thoughts were dispelled by the situation in front of him.

〖In the system screen, Wenjie rushed to the scene of the crime in a hurry, and it started to rain.

Raindrops fell on him, and Wenjie felt as if he was actually there.

It seems that I didn’t go home from get off work last night, but actually waited for the bus to go to the abandoned building materials factory〗

Wenjie, who was sitting in the conference room, reached out and touched his hair. His hair was not wet. He looked at his clothes and found that they were not wet either.

But the pitter-patter raindrops on his body were so real, which made him regret his decision to go to the scene of the crime and face the murderer.

Will there be any danger?

Is it too reckless?

You are so reckless, you have no choice!

Default, default, where did I default!

In broad daylight, are you trying to kill me?

The meeting was going on as usual. Wenjie, who concentrated on taking notes during meetings every day, was distracted today.

In front of Wenjie was a scene completely different from that in the conference room:

〖As we got on the bus, the bus went further to the suburbs. Passengers got out of the bus in twos and threes, and in the end only Wenjie was left.

The driver glanced at Wenjie, who was all wet, through the rearview mirror and asked, "Why are you going to the terminal so late?"

"..."

"It's a rainy day and you haven't brought an umbrella yet. You're soaked all over."

"..."

There are fewer and fewer residential buildings outside the car window, and finally only large tracts of wasteland remain.

The driver couldn't help but ask: "Where are you staying at night? Our last bus is at 21:30. There are no houses or hotels there. If you miss it, you won't be able to come back!"

Wenjie in the conference room was so engrossed in staring at the picture that his whole body was tense.

As soon as he heard the bus driver's words, he knew he meant well, but he was nervous and depressed. His anger surged upwards and he couldn't hold it back: "Shut up...〗

Before he could say anything, he saw everyone in the conference room turning to look at him.

It's over, it's over, I was so angry just now that I forgot about the meeting.

Look at Wang Ju on the podium again, staring at Wenjie with a dark face, his eyes can kill.

"Wenjie, do you have any opinions on what I just said...?"

Wenjie stood up tremblingly and said hurriedly:

"It must be resolutely implemented! Wang Ju, I want to say that what Wang Ju said is right, and it must be resolutely implemented..."

Wang Ju waved his hand impatiently and motioned for Wenjie to sit down.

Wenjie wiped the sweat from his forehead and hurriedly sat on the chair.

It’s so suspenseful, it was so suspenseful just now!

In the system screen:

〖Wenjie looked at his phone and saw that it was almost nine o'clock, then he ran towards the abandoned building materials factory.
To be continued...