Huang Youdao told me fantastical stories, and I chose to believe them all. He said he was dead, and I believed that too. But when Huang Youdao said Cao Qian was the daughter of a 'demon,' I didn't want to accept it.
Seeing my reluctance, Huang Youdao plucked a strand of hair and handed it to me: "One hundred thousand."
"One hundred thousand? What is your hair made of?"
"I think you can definitely find Cao Qian's hair for a DNA comparison. Cao Qian doesn't know about our relationship. In this scheme, Cao Qian destroyed Tang Yi's life traces, but she didn't destroy her own. That would only make you suspicious. So, you can find it."
"It's still not worth that much, is it?"
"You can keep that question in your heart."
"I'll buy it, I'll buy it, Teacher Huang, I've already spent one hundred thousand, can you leave me a few more strands of hair?"
Huang Youdao pulled out a few more strands for me, and I carefully put them away. He looked at me: "That pig said you would definitely pay for my hair?"
"He didn't buy it?"
"No!"
"Be careful of that pig. Pigs are inherently foolish. When they become intelligent, they become anomalies."
"How about you tell me about him, and I'll give you another hundred thousand."
Huang Youdao shook his head.
"One million!"
Huang Youdao still shook his head.
"Ten million, you should stop now."
Huang Youdao smiled: "What use do I have for so much money? One hundred thousand is enough. Do you know why I went to the grasslands of Inner Mongolia?"
"Isn't it because you went there when you were young?"
"I'm not the real Huang Youdao. How could I miss a brief and inglorious moment in my life?"
"Then you?"
Legend has it that Mongols have a burial method called sky burial, where one dies in the wilderness and is eaten by wild beasts. This custom is called sky burial. Huang Youdao wanted to find a lama there to perform a ritual, and then use this method to return his soul to the heavens.
I found it amusing: "Your body can live for another ten or eight years."
"I am not Huang Youdao. Even if I remember all the pharmacology he knew, I can't become a true doctor like him. The medicine Lin Han took, Duan Dongyang never let me give it to her. Do you know? Humans have two brains. Only when they combine into one do they form a complete soul. Huang Youdao died back then, so even if I am a 'demon,' I could only be in a dazed state. If it weren't for Mr. Wende, I wouldn't have been able to awaken the other half of myself. Even after I awakened and helped Mr. Wende complete his plan, I'm still not a complete self. I can only be clear-headed sometimes and confused at others. However, that medicine was very powerful. The dazed half of me was killed. I am very clear-headed now, but an infection has already begun in my skull. I can still use my pharmacological knowledge to maintain it for now, but in the near future, I will die."
Hearing Huang Youdao say this, I fell silent for a long time: "Was it worth it to help me?"
"I didn't help you. I just helped myself find a resting place after death. I'm full. Let's go to the bank."
...
I opened a card, transferred one hundred thousand yuan, and helped Huang Youdao out of the bank.
"Before I leave, I have a piece of advice for you: don't be tempted by pigs, and definitely don't try to deal with Cao Qian. Their heads and hearts are not adorned with silver needles; they are born at the pinnacle of humanity. You cannot defeat them."
"Thank you, Teacher Huang, I understand."
We parted ways at the entrance, each going in our own direction. I looked back at Huang Youdao's retreating figure. He hadn't lied to me. After killing his dazed self, he was staggering, his gait uncoordinated.
"Teacher Huang! Professor Huang."
"Is there something else?"
"At this parting, can you give me one more piece of advice?"
"What do you want?"
"Do you know hypnosis?"
Huang Youdao didn't answer my question. He turned his back to me and waved his hand: "Farewell, young man."
...
After returning, I got some porridge and light dishes from home and went to the hospital. I watched Lin Han eat her lunch sweetly. Then, I went to Cao Qian's residence and found hair suitable for DNA identification.
Because the procedures were complicated, I entrusted Yu Xiaoluo to help. Then I went to another hospital to see Chang Dachun. Chang Dachun's injuries were more severe than imagined, but not life-threatening. After a brief greeting, I prepared to go back to take care of Lin Han.
But as I was leaving, I inexplicably saw an advertisement for the hospital's psychology department, so I changed my plan and registered for an outpatient appointment.
"What's wrong? Sleep problems?" the doctor asked.
"No, I want to test my IQ."
Seeing the result, I gave a wry smile. The doctor, however, said reassuringly: "112. This result shows you are quite intelligent. If you have any psychological issues, you can come to me anytime."
"Thank you! Can I ask what's the difference between 112 and 165?"
"They are not in the same league at all. An IQ of 165 makes someone a leader in any field. Do you know anyone with an IQ of 165?"
"No."
After leaving the hospital, my heart was still bitter. I should have heeded Huang Youdao's final advice. I shouldn't have fought with them. Cao Qian, or Old Ghost, neither of them could be considered human, and I am just an ordinary person.
...
Back at Lin Han's place, I was still preoccupied. I peeled an apple and handed it to Lin Han. Lin Han said with a happy smile: "Are you going to raise me into a pig?"
"Don't mention pigs, I've become sensitive to that word recently."
"What's wrong?" Lin Han noticed my unusual behavior and asked with concern.
"Because I'm dumber than a pig, I'm not willing to accept it."
Lin Han was amused and asked me seriously: "Do you want my stitched wound to split open?"
"I'm serious, we are all dumber than pigs."
Lin Han said with a half-smile: "If you weren't a pig, then I wouldn't be dumber than a pig."
"Then let me ask you a question. A CEO was captured by thugs and taken to a dungeon. The dungeon only had one entrance, and the thugs guarded it tightly day and night without any loopholes. But the next day, they saw an extra man inside. How did this man get in?"
This was a multiple-intelligence thinking problem the doctor gave me after my IQ test. My answer was: the CEO was a man. But the doctor told me that having an extra man had nothing to do with whether the CEO was male or female.
If that's the case, it gets complicated. Perhaps there was a traitor among the thugs, or perhaps the man who entered was someone with a very high IQ.
However, that wasn't the case.
Lin Han looked at me curiously: "Why are you asking me such a simple question? Are you trying to prove I'm a pig?"
"Simple? Then tell me the answer."
I thought Lin Han would say the CEO was a man, like me. After all, we are all ordinary people, and our thought patterns should be the same. But Lin Han answered seriously: "The CEO was a woman, and she was pregnant. She gave birth to a boy in the dungeon."
See? Who would have thought of such a dramatic answer? But the psychologist called it a multiple-intelligence problem.
I looked at Lin Han in disbelief. Lin Han, with her clear, bright eyes, asked me: "Is the answer correct?"
"Yes!"
"Ask me a harder one then."
"Don't test me, I can't even remember the harder questions. Lin Han, can I ask you a question? Have you ever tested your IQ?"
"Yes, my father had an expert test me when I was young. 122. My spatial reasoning, discrimination, induction, observation, and discernment abilities are all particularly strong. Oh, and my deductive reasoning is also very strong."
I believed every word Lin Han said, and because of that, I became even more silent. So, in this circle, I was the only ordinary person.
"What are you thinking about? Are you afraid my IQ will lower the quality of your descendants?"
Lin Han's strange question woke me up. I smiled and said, "I have a surprise for you."
"What?"
Seeing Lin Han's puzzled expression, I took out the jewelry box, opened it, and let Lin Han see the wedding ring inside.
"It, didn't it get lost?" Lin Han's eyes welled up with tears, and she suddenly burst into tears, hugging my neck tightly. I felt relieved, then my expression changed. I quickly patted her arm, but Lin Han's 'headlock,' amplified by strong emotions, left me...
A few days later, I received the report and stared at the results in a daze. The 'demon' was right. Cao Qian was indeed the daughter Huang Youdao had desperately saved.
"Who is Huang Youdao?"
"The mentally ill old man who saved me."
"Where is he now?"
"We'll never find him. He had a skull infection and found his final resting place."
Yu Xiaoluo sighed: "I thought you had found evidence of Cao Qian's crimes."
"No, sister, can I ask you a personal question?"
"Ask away, what is it?"
"What's your IQ?"
Yu Xiaoluo's face showed a hint of displeasure: "115, what's wrong? Do you think my IQ is too low?"
I shook my head, vowing never to ask this question again. I looked at Yu Xiaoluo's angry face and said seriously: "Huang Youdao said Cao Qian's IQ is 165!"
Yu Xiaoluo was completely stunned, staring at me: "Really?"
"Yes!"
"Then how can we deal with her? And you, what's your IQ? Can you get close to her?"
I was overwhelmed by Yu Xiaoluo's rapid-fire questions and turned to leave: "Sister, I have something to attend to, I'm leaving now."
"What's so urgent that you have to leave? Finish talking first."
"A matter of lifelong importance."
That's right, what I planned to do was my lifelong affair. But I didn't go to Lin Han. Instead, I went to Teacher Wang Ren's office.
Criminal Psychology Department!