In the early morning, Mu Qian sat in the darkness in Huo Jinxi's study and drank the last sip of coffee.
The window of Huo Jinxi's study room faced Lin Su's home, which was the best place to observe. By this time, Mu Qian felt that it was almost done.
She yawned and was about to get up and leave when a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in the corner of her eye.
Mu Qian walked to the window in surprise and saw clearly that the window of a certain room in Lin Su's house was lit up.
Mu Qian looked at the time, it was three o'clock in the morning.
It is said that Lin Su did not have any servants or stay overnight at his home.
In other words, the one turning on the light at this moment must be Lin Su himself.
Mu Qian stood quietly behind the window, staring at the orange light and looking at the time.
Ten minutes passed and the lights did not go out.
Twenty minutes passed and the lights did not go out.
Thirty minutes later, Mu Qian lowered her head to look at the time. When she raised her head again, the lights went out.
At three o'clock in the morning, when most people should be asleep, Lin Su turned on the light in a certain room in the house for thirty minutes.
Mu Qian couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
Last night, she didn't tell the truth to Huo Jinxi.
The reason why she got close to Lin Su was not to find out some insider trading, but to find out the truth about the murder of Lin Su's wife Jiang Lan.
Two years ago, Jiang Lan, the wife of Lin Su, a wealthy businessman in Tongcheng, was murdered at home. The police caught the murderer Liang Dong soon after. Although Liang Dong always insisted that he was innocent, due to the solid motive, physical evidence and witness, Liang Dong was
He was quickly convicted and sentenced, and died of a sudden illness in prison a few months later.
But Mu Qian believed Liang Dong's innocence, so she chose to return to Tongcheng and start the investigation from the beginning.
And she believed that the closer she got to Lin Su, the closer she would get to the truth.
Maybe this light at three o'clock in the morning is part of the truth?
Because of these thirty minutes, Mu Qian sat in Huo Jinxi's study until dawn, observing the house opposite.
But nothing is different.
It wasn't until seven o'clock in the morning that she saw Lin Su's driver arriving, and then Lin Su went out and got into the car.
Mu Qian had been hiding behind the window, watching the car drive away, but still stood there motionless, thinking about the secrets in the house opposite.
It wasn't until there was a slight noise behind her that Mu Qian came back to her senses. Turning her head, she saw Huo Qiran neatly dressed standing at the door, looking at her quietly.
Only then did Mu Qian realize that Huo Jinxi had not returned all night.
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After going out, Mu Qian took Huo Qiran to a hot dog shop on the street.
The hot dog shop was overcrowded during the morning rush hour. Mu Qian bought two drinks and two hot dogs, but couldn't find a seat, so she simply stood in front of the shop and started eating.
Huo Qiran had obviously never eaten this kind of street food, and he didn't know how to eat it when he held it in his hand.
"What's wrong?" Mu Qian looked at him while eating, "You are a man, you eat big, why are you ashamed?"
After hearing this, Huo Qiran was silent for a moment, and then he really started to eat it with big mouthfuls - this was completely different from the breakfast he usually had, but it was so delicious.
Mu Qian smiled with satisfaction, facing the eyes of passers-by, and ate the hot dog in her hand.
The woman who hadn't slept all night, didn't put on much makeup in the morning, and was still holding a rough food like hot dog in her hand, but she ate it gracefully. Occasionally she looked at the delicate and beautiful little boy next to her, one big and one small, as if taking a photo.
Street pictorial.
In the car on the street, the driver who picked up Huo Qiran looked at this scene and sighed in confusion.
After sending Huo Qiran to school, Mu Qian went back to her home, simply packed some clothes and daily necessities, and soon returned to Huo Jinxi's villa.
She arranged a small video camera in Huo Jinxi's study, facing Lin Su's house, to monitor the activities in that house day and night on her behalf.
After setting it up, Mu Qian sat in the living room and read the relevant information about the case. The information was complicated and complicated. She analyzed the records one by one. After a few hours, she finally lost her strength and dozed off at the desk.
It wasn't until the sound of the door opening and closing came from the house that Mu Qian suddenly woke up. She raised her head and saw Huo Qiran and the driver standing at the entrance carrying schoolbags.
Huo Qiran looked at her sitting on the carpet with a complicated expression.
"What's wrong?" Mu Qian asked.
The driver smiled and replied: "You didn't pick him up in the afternoon. He might have thought you were gone and was not very happy."
Mu Qian then stood up and walked over to help Huo Qiran take off her schoolbag, "I'm sorry, I accidentally fell asleep. I will pick you up from school tomorrow!"
After hearing this, Huo Qiran didn't say anything, silently walked to the sofa and sat down.
"Let's do this!" Mu Qian patted his head as a sign of goodwill, "I'll treat you to something delicious tonight. What do you want to eat? How about pizza? I know a durian pizza company that makes great durian pizza. Do you eat durian?"
Before Huo Qiran had time to express his opinion, the driver had already spoken: "Miss Mu, Mr. Huo doesn't like the taste of durian very much."
"It's not for him to eat, who cares if he likes it or not!" Mu Qian said, looking at Huo Qiran, "Can you just eat this?"
Huo Qiran was quiet for a moment and nodded quickly.
Forty minutes later, the aroma of durian filled the house.
Mu Qian was sitting on the carpet next to the coffee table, eating pizza and reading information, while Huo Qiran was sitting next to her, eating pizza and doing homework.
This scene was quiet and harmonious, and was collected quietly by the surveillance equipment in the house.