Ding Fan's idea is actually very simple, since this little girl agrees to eat with her, then she can just find a place to eat, anyway, the two have just met, and they can't eat any big meals.

As a result, as soon as the two of them came out of the library, they saw a boy with oily hair and a pink face, walking over with a lewd smile on his face, and holding a large bouquet of flowers in his hand.

When Ding Fan saw this situation, he immediately understood why this little girl agreed to eat with him.

Feelings: I want to block the gun for her!

The oily-haired and powder-faced kid was quite happy to see the little girl coming out of it, but after seeing Ding Fan next to him, his face suddenly became a little unsightly.

"Yaoyao, are you done, let's have dinner together in the evening!" After this kid saw Ding Fan, he didn't even say anything to him, but directly ignored him and chatted with the little girl on the side, as if he was air.

Ding Fan was just a little surprised, but he didn't care much about it.

He was trying to get rid of this little girl beside him at this moment, and it was just right that he had nothing left to do when her friend came to pick her up.

It's just that what he thought was still too simple, the little girl didn't think about going with this oily boy at all, reached out and clasped his big hand tightly, lowered his head a little nervously and whispered: "Eugene, you go back first, I said it, we are not suitable!"

The man known as Eugene didn't care about what she said at all, as if he was used to it, and now all his attention was on Ding Fan's hands, and his face was a little red at this time, and it could be seen from his already whitish joints that he must be itching with hatred at this time.

This is really a disaster, Ding Fan just came out to investigate something today, and he can't have anything to do with this little milk dog!

"What do you have to do with Yaoyao?" The young man named Eugene was almost unbearable, and he had never seen Yaoyao hold hands with anyone: "Do you know who I am......?

Before Eugene's words were finished, Ding Fan didn't want to listen anymore, reached out and put it in his pocket, and the corner of his clothes slowly lifted up and took a step in front of Eugene, although the distance was not very big, but after this step came out, her awe-inspiring murderous aura suddenly ooped out a little.

Eugene was originally a little gentleman who didn't have any skills, when had he ever seen this kind of murderous feeling.

As for what was in Ding Fan's pocket, in fact, he had a lot of conjectures in his heart, but the murderous aura on Ding Fan's body now had already made him have a lot of conjectures in his heart.

At this moment, he finally felt scared, swallowed hard and said, "Do you know who my dad is?"

Ding Fan shook his head calmly, and took a step forward again, this time Eugene did not stand in place, but took a step back, his body trembled a little and said: "I warn you, this is not a place for you to go wild, my dad is You Zhida." ”

"Very rich, right?" Ding Fan nodded flatly, and said in a somewhat hoarse voice: "The rich man was shot in the head, do you think he will die?" I am asking you a question, you have been shot in the head...... What is it like?"

Ding Fan said as he walked forward, although his footsteps did not pulsate much, but they approached him step by step. The murderous aura on his body constantly stimulated Eugene's nerves, and it almost made him collapse.

Every time Ding Fan took a step forward, Eugene would take a step back, and he couldn't stop dripping cold sweat, this daylight, although he didn't believe that the person in front of him would really do anything to him, but the awe-inspiring momentum on this person's body still made him feel like he was seeing death, and it was very difficult for him to even breathe.

"Have you ever seen a dead man?" He pressed step by step, and finally forced Eugene to retreat, and sat on the front cover of the car, but Ding Fan didn't think about letting him go like this, his heavy palm slapped the front cover of the car, and whispered: "I've seen it many times, when the bullet passes through the head, it's like a broken watermelon, and it instantly dents!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Fan withdrew and even glanced at Eugene with a little disgust, glanced at the puddle of water on the front of the car with disgust, pulled the little girl next to him and turned away, leaving Eugene alone in the car trembling.

The two of them found a random place on the side of the street, sat by the window, ordered a few dishes briefly, and chatted while eating.

This little girl's name is Wen Yao, her family is in the jade business, in the past two years, life in China has been good, and the value of jade has gradually become popular.

After making a fortune, Boss Wen sent his daughter abroad, he didn't have any academic qualifications, and hoped that his daughter could read more, but he didn't expect that after going abroad, Wen Yao met another student who studied abroad, that is, this Eugene.

The two are also destined, but Wen Yao is studying abroad, and this kid named Eugene is just traveling abroad to study, the two themselves are not the same concept, they have been chased for more than a year, and Wen Yao is also annoyed by this kind of relentless pursuit.

I finally took a vacation and returned to my hometown, who knew that Eugene's home was also in Jin'an City.

"So, you were forced to go to the library by him today?" Ding Fan listened to the story between the two for a long time before finally speaking: "So, he is also more infatuated with you, am I just a mandarin duck?"

"Of course not, I don't like him at all!" As soon as Ding Fan said the word mandarin duck, Wen Yao immediately became anxious, and said with a flushed face: "The love I yearn for is not like this at all...... Anyway, I just don't like him. ”

While speaking, Wen Yao also secretly glanced at Ding Fan.

The topic of discussion between a man and a woman is still emotional, and a restaurant chosen by the two at random, under the atmosphere, it is really a bit embarrassing.

"You're not a local!"

"Huh, how do you see that?"

Wen Yao thought about it for a long time, and suddenly thought of this topic, and wanted to change the topic, otherwise both of them would be embarrassed to death.

And Ding Fan didn't hide anything, took the book he borrowed before and said: "It's really not, because there is something to do, so I ran to Jin'an, and I don't know if things will go well this time." ”

"Do you like Pietrak very much?" Wen Yao glanced at the book in Ding Fan's hand, nodded and said: "The great poet of the Renaissance is quite similar to your temperament, if you didn't scare Eugene just now, it would be even more similar!"

Ding Fan doesn't know much about the literary and artistic people of this European period, at best, he just knows a little bit about who these people are, and for him, he doesn't care at all what these people have done and what important contributions they have made to literature.

It's better to look at these spiritual food when he has time, but now he doesn't have the time to look at these things, and he might as well go to the scene of the crime when he has time.

If it weren't for the traces found at the crime scene before, Ding Fan wouldn't have gone to the library at all, but he was asked at this time, so it's better not to say anything!

"I don't like it much, it's too literary and artistic, but it's still a bit ...... Chicken ribs, what I am more interested in is some of the things he left behind in the book!" Ding Fan said as he flipped through the book in his hand, and finally found the strange symbol he saw on the book before: "That's it, this is what I came to find today, in fact, I have a hard time understanding these artistic things, if you can help solve my doubts, I will be grateful, and this book is also given to you!"

When Wen Yao heard this, her eyes widened, she glanced at the book in Ding Fan's hand, and asked puzzledly: "Do you know that this book is not for sale?

Ding Fan doesn't care about these things, it's just a book, if it can really have an effect on the case, just give her a book.

"I'm not interested in these things, you can take them whenever you want!"

Wen Yao nodded, looked at the book in his hand, stared at the strange symbol on it for a while, and didn't see what this thing was for a while: "I haven't seen this thing, but it looks like a special symbol used by some organization, as if it was some kind of badge! ”

Sure enough, I studied abroad, and after a brief glance, I could see exactly where this thing came from.

It seems that some professional jobs still need some professional people to do after all, but not just anyone can do it.

It's as if Ding Fan has been looking for an afternoon by himself, and Dingtian just found a small icon that is a little similar, whether this thing is still difficult to say.

"I don't have any talent for these arts, these things really need your help!" This afternoon was finally not busy, even if he didn't find the source of this thing, but at least he found someone who could help, and finally made him breathe a sigh of relief: "As long as I can find the source of this thing, I still have a lot of thanks!"

This is actually what he said, and Ding Fan also knew that this little girl was not short of money.

It is obviously useless to give her money, but for a while, Ding Fan can't come up with anything else, so he can only deal with it first.

On the contrary, Wen Yao didn't care, nodded with the book and said, "Leave the phone to me, if I find it, I'll give you the news." ”

This makes a little sense, Ding Fan also put the phone on the table, then drew it casually twice on the table, sent the thing to Wen Yao and said: "It's this weird symbol, I don't know what it is, can you be sure that this thing is the European style?"

Wen Yao put down the chopsticks in his hand, nodded with a cute face and said: "I studied painting and architectural design in Europe, I can't be mistaken, these things, especially the two symbols you just mentioned, are generally commonly used in Europe, but they are not modern things, and they are generally only found in some ancient books in the Middle Ages." ”

Ancient?

No wonder Ding Fan rummaged in the library for a long time today, and didn't even find a single hair, it turned out that he didn't find the right place!

Fortunately, I met this Wen Yao, otherwise I am afraid that I would have to soak in the library for the next few days.

As for whether or not you can find it in the library, there is no one you can guarantee at all.