"Did you find something? Do you know who made it |?" Yan Huazhong believed that Du Haiyi must know who made it.
Du Haiyi nodded: "Well, I know who made it."
"Who is it?" Yan Huazhong was excited when he heard this.
"Hu Lang!" Du Haiyi said coldly. When he said these two words, his whole body was filled with cold murderous aura. Everyone around him could feel how much Du Haiyi hated Hu Lang.
"Hu Lang?" Yan Huazhong asked with his eyebrows locked and looked at Du Haiyi with confusion.
"Well, it's him. There was a man named Zhou Chenye who was framed by him more than 20 years ago and smuggled drugs and traded drugs. The other party was your father, and your father contacted him back then." Du Haiyi explained briefly.
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Du Haiyi's explanation is simply confusing and confused for Yan Huazhong.
"What the hell is going on? So, since that's the case, why did he kill my father? Is he trying to destroy the evidence?" Yan Huazhong looked at Du Haiyi with a puzzled look and asked.
"I don't know if he wants to destroy the evidence, but there is one thing I can know very well. He wants to blame my father for this matter, so your father said at the beginning that it was my father and
He was connected." Du Haiyi gritted her teeth and frowned.
"Can my father always sigh and say that he is not a good person or a bad person?" Yan Huazhong recalled his father's abnormality these days.
"When he learned that Xiaohao was right and you saved him, he sighed even more and said I'm sorry to your Du family." Yan Huazhong was confused at the time, but now he finally understood.
It turned out that Yan Song had known that he would frame Du Luoyu.
"It seems that Hu Lang has long been eyeing your father." Yan Huazhong said as he looked at Du Haiyi incredible.
"I guess, Hu Lang had guessed that I would come to your father to ask about what happened back then, so he had already found your father." Du Haiyi sighed slightly: "It seems that I want to do it.
Those things were already under his control.”
"It's so despicable." Yan Huazhong said with his fists tightly clenched and gritted his teeth.
"I just want to ask you now to see if your father has left any key clues." Du Haiyi said to Yan Huazhong.
"My father told me before that if he had something to do one day, don't seek revenge on the other party. Just forget it, otherwise it will cause more deaths." Yan Huazhong sighed slightly and said
: "It seems that he already knows his result, and he knows he will die."
"It's useless to be sad now." Du Haiyi looked at Yan Huazhong coldly and said.
Looking at Yan Huazhong's sad face, he blamed himself. If he hadn't come to Yan Song, Yan Song's family would have been fine, and would have been killed by Hu Lang like this.
"By the way...my dad's room! There should be clues." Yan Huazhong said.
Du Haiyi's eyes lit up after hearing Yan Huazhong's words: "Hmm? Let's go in and take a look."
"My dad said that there were a lot of things in his room..." Yan Huazhong recalled Yan Song's words.
"Don't I know how much there are in his room? So, he must have other meanings when he said this." Yan Huazhong wouldn't be very stupid either.
"Yes!" Du Haiyi felt that hope was right in front of her.
The two of them entered Yan Song's room, searching everywhere, searching everywhere, searching through boxes and cabinets.
As a result, nothing was found.
"There is nothing special." Yan Huazhong said panting.
The two of them were so anxious that they were a little tired.
Du Haiyi closed her eyes, let her brain empty, and calm her thoughts. He had to think carefully about what it was.
"I think there must be!" Du Haiyi said very firmly.
If not, why did Yan Song specifically remind Yan Huazhong that there were a lot of things in his room?
"Yes, there must be some people, my father won't talk nonsense. My father has plans no matter what he does." Yan Zhonghua said.
"Well. Keep looking." Du Haiyi frowned and said, "Where is it?"
Sometimes, the most dangerous place is the safest place, and the safest place is the most dangerous place.
Du Haiyi thought: This thing will definitely be placed in the most conspicuous place, so that it will not be discovered by people. If it is hidden too hidden, it will be discovered by people and found by people.
Du Haiyi looked at the small bookshelf, rows of books seemed to have not been turned over.
Du Haiyi has a feeling that it is certainly true to walk along this feeling, definitely not wrong.
Du Haiyi frowned and stared at the books with strict eyes. Suddenly, he found a different book, that one seemed different, that one seemed different, that one was different, right, this book, this book seemed to be
It was turned over.
Du Haiyi reached out and picked up the book accurately: "It's you."
Du Haiyi feels that this book is definitely different based on his feelings.
Yan Huazhong looked at Du Haiyi and took out the book: "My father often read this book in front of me."
"That's right." Du Haiyi said with a firm look on her face.
"Do your father love reading?" Du Haiyi looked at Yan Huazhong and asked.
Yan Huazhong shook his head: "I don't love it, but he often read this book during this period, and he still read it in front of me."
When Du Haiyi opened the book, there was an envelope inside. He took out the envelope and poured out the memory card.
Du Haiyi's lips raised slightly: "It seems that your father is also a knowledgeable person, and he can even play with memory cards."
Yan Huazhong didn't say anything, and looked at Du Haiyi with his lips tightly pursed.
Du Haiyi looked at Yan Huazhong: "Let me borrow your phone number to see if there is any content inside and whether it is the content we are looking for."
Du Haiyi felt that this must be what he was looking for.
"Yeah. OK." Yan Huazhong took Du Haiyi to the study room, then plugged the memory card into it, and a picture soon appeared in the computer...
"Sure enough!" Du Haiyi's lips raised slightly, and a cold smile appeared.
"Hu Lang, I didn't give you away back then. What else do you have to ask me for now?" Yan Song looked at Hu Lang with an unhappy expression, his expression broke down.
Hu Lang smiled, walked slowly to the edge of the sofa, and then sat down.
There are only two people in the drawing, Hu Lang and Yan Song.
"Of course I want you to do something for me." Hu Lang smiled faintly.
"You're so sure, can I do it for you?" Yan Song frowned.