If Tao Xiaoyu randomly put the envelope in the music textbook, then she put it in Huo Yingying's book. When she found out that the textbook was Huo Yingying's textbook, she returned the music textbook with the envelope.
Gave it to Huo Yingying. In this way, it is possible that Huo Yingying found the envelope sandwiched in the textbook, opened it, found the contents inside, and learned something we didn’t know, and these contents were exactly
The key to the killer killing both of them.
And if she guessed correctly, Huo Yingying might have just seen the envelope recently, so she found the 'real murderer'. At that time, she told Ling Fan that he could join the vocal club in a few days. By then, the sky had already changed.
It became clear, perhaps it was a metaphor that she would be able to find the murderer soon, and the murderer felt threatened, so he killed her.
But if that's the case, what about that envelope? Was it discovered by the murderer and taken away?! This was terrible. Ling Fan just felt that he had found a bright direction through the fog, but in an instant, the direction was blocked again.
Thick fog came out again, making it difficult for him to see the direction.
At this moment, Ling Fan's cell phone rang, and the number on it was Mo Qiu's. After the call was connected, Mo Qiu anxiously asked Ling Fan where he had taken Zheng Xiulan, and Ling Fan told Mo Qiu angrily that he
Take Zheng Xiulan to the girls' dormitory to find an important piece of evidence and return to the hospital immediately.
As soon as she heard that she was going back to the hospital, Zheng Xiulan immediately jumped to Yi'er's side, hugged Yi'er tightly, and said coquettishly: "No! I don't want to go back to the hospital, the smell there is too bad, and in the
I always have nightmares there, I want to sleep with Yi'er, Yi'er can protect me!" As she said that, she hugged Yi'er harder.
Yi'er was a little embarrassed by what Zheng Xiulan said, and her face turned red again.
Ling Fan shrugged helplessly and said with a smile: "There's really nothing I can do against you girls, but you two must be careful. If you don't have any special needs, don't go out no matter what calls you receive at night. You two must be there at all times.
We all stay together, you know?”
"Is that so serious?" Zheng Xiulan pouted.
Ling Fan raised his finger and warned the two of them: "If you don't listen to me, maybe the body I want to examine next moment will be one of you two. I don't want to see anyone killed again!"
Yi'er looked at Ling Fan, looked at him carefully, and suddenly smiled and said: "It turns out that you are quite handsome when you are serious, okay, we promise you." When she said this, she was greatly surprised.
His eyes twinkled like stars in the sky.
If he continued to look at it, Ling Fan really felt that he would be sunk deeply by these big bright eyes, so he turned around quickly, said good night to the two of them, closed the door for them, and was pushed by the dormitory aunt.
She walked out of the corridor and called Mo Qiu to ask her to wait for her at the gate of Xingcheng High School.
The night was dark, and the shadows of the branches were reflected on the ground. Ling Fan was walking through the corridor with his mobile phone. Suddenly he stopped and looked back. For some reason, he always felt that a pair of eyes were staring at him.
, and this time he truly felt that it was not an illusion, but a real pair of eyes hiding in the darkness, peeping at him.
But when he looked back, the feeling of being stared at disappeared immediately. Was it really my imagination?! Ling Fan shook his head and ran towards the school gate. There was a car full of people parked at the gate.
There was a motorcycle with a metallic luster, and Mo Qiu's petite figure was leaning against the motorcycle, looking down at her phone. The blue light cast a gentle look on her petite face.
If she wasn't so bad-tempered, she might be a quite likeable girl. Ling Fan looked at Mo Qiu with a gentle smile on his face, and he might think that she was also a girl with a story.
"Hi, I'm sorry, I asked you to pick me up at such a late hour." Ling Fan saw Mo Qiu put away his phone and hurriedly walked out of the darkness, showing her a charming smile that wouldn't pay for his life.
The moment she saw Ling Fan, Mo Qiu was stunned for a moment. A vague figure appeared in front of her eyes. A boy who had said the same thing to her before, with the same smile. In an instant, two lines
Tears flowed down Mo Qiu's beautiful cheeks.
What Ling Fan hates the most is when a girl cries. When a girl cries, he becomes a little at a loss. He panics for a moment, points his finger at himself and says, "Um...did I say something wrong?" There was a snap.
A slap fell on Ling Fan's face. The slap was real, and five fingerprints immediately appeared on his face, causing burning pain.
But before Ling Fan could react, a helmet was already put on his body. Mo Qiu pulled him onto the car, and then there was the sound of the roaring engine starting, and with a whoosh, the motorcycle almost ran at a wild speed.
Driving forward at a rapid speed, the sound of wind blowing against the helmet made a loud sound.
"Hold me tight!" Mo Qiu almost gave Ling Fan an irresistible order.
Ling Fan was slapped for no reason, but the strange thing was that he couldn't feel his anger. Maybe his heart moved after seeing Mo Qiu's tenderness when he checked the phone, or maybe he saw Mo Qiu's beauty.
There were two traces of tears on his cheeks, and his heart couldn't help but shudder, but no matter what, Ling Fan had already hugged Mo Qiu tightly at this time. It wasn't that he took advantage of the opportunity to eat tofu, but it was just that the speed was so fast that as soon as he let go,
The whole person may be blown down by the wind.
But what makes Ling Fan strange is why no traffic police came to stop a motorcycle running at such a speed. This question has been lingering in Ling Fan's mind since he arrived in Nanyang City, but he has never been able to get it.
An accurate explanation. Just when Ling Fan was still puzzled by this, the motorcycle stopped after an emergency braking sound.
"Hey, why do you have to fight so hard every time? Don't you cherish your life so much?!" As soon as the motorcycle stopped, Ling Fan immediately jumped out of the car, as if he was escaping from something terrible.
Something like, "Can't you learn to be gentler?!"
"Gentle?! Warm your head!" Mo Qiu's beautiful face immediately showed anger. He grabbed his helmet and threw it at Ling Fan. Fortunately, Ling Fan had received Tianyu's rigorous training and his reaction speed was quite good.
Seeing him turn aside, he stretched out his hand to catch the helmet thrown by Mo Qiu. At this moment, Director Li came out of the room. When Mo Qiu saw his father coming out, he snorted towards Ling Fan, and then twisted
He ran towards his bedroom.
Bureau Li looked at his daughter's leaving back and let out a long sigh. He smiled at Ling Fan and said, "Don't mind it. She wasn't like this originally. If it weren't for that incident, she might be the best in the world."
The gentlest girl, okay, come in, you are tired enough today." Director Li then turned around and entered the room. Ling Fan was thinking about what kind of things Mo Qiu had experienced, and followed Director Li while thinking about it.
Return to the living room.
When he sat on the sofa, he noticed that there was a photo album on the coffee table in front of him. Perhaps out of curiosity, Ling Fan picked up the photo album and flipped through it. All he saw on the photo album were Mo Qiuhe.
In the group photo of another man, Mo Qiu didn't look as ferocious at all at this moment. He had a happy and sweet smile on his face, and the man was also handsome, holding Mo Qiu tightly beside him.
"He is Mo Qiu's boyfriend, and he is also the new rookie king of Nanyang City's Criminal Investigation Department. He was originally a very capable newcomer, but he died in the line of duty in a case. From then on, Qiu Qiu seemed to have changed.
She is alone, taciturn, and her personality has become rude. She still hasn't recovered from her grief, so everyone here is trying to protect her, for fear that she will get into trouble and get confused. So I hope Brother Ling, don't blame Qiu.
Qiu, please be patient with her." Director Li saw Ling Fan staring at the photo and explained to him.
I didn't expect that she would have such a painful experience. She was so similar to him. She lost her most beloved person, but he lost his most beloved brother, and also lost the most important person in his life.
, for a moment, Ling Fan actually felt a sympathy for Mo Qiu.
"Let's not talk about this anymore. Did you discover anything new today?" Bureau Li changed the topic from the photo album.
Ling Fan closed the photo album and said: "Bureau Li, I found a lot today, but they are all trivial things. If you really want to solve the red rope murder case in Xingcheng High School, you must find out the death of Huang Juan five years ago. I
I think Huang Juan's death is the top priority of the whole case. If the cause of Huang Juan's death is found out, then the case will be solved."
"Well, I will send someone to investigate Huang Juan's situation and give you her information tomorrow." Bureau Li took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it, took a deep breath, and then looked at Ling Fan's tired face.
He opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Ling Fan, go back to the bedroom and have a good rest. If you fall down from exhaustion, why don't I fight for my life?"
Just as the clock on the wall chimed zero, a wave of tiredness hit Ling Fan. He raised his arms and stretched, twisting his stiff and sore neck, and said with a smile: "Don't worry,
Bureau Li, I will not fall down until this case is investigated. By the way, Bureau Li, I also want you to help me investigate the detailed file records about the fire in the vocal room of Xingcheng High School twenty years ago.
, I want to know what happened there twenty years ago. I feel that the case twenty years ago was not an ordinary fire, but maybe a deliberate murder!"
With a snap, the cigarette fell from Director Li's fingers. His sharp eyes were fixed on Ling Fan, but Ling Fan smiled at him and walked towards his bedroom.