"At first, you asked me for money..."

Song Xiying frowned, and seemed to be a little puzzled: "Later, I asked for my father's code book,... I don't even know what codebook my dad left behind. ”

Money, codebook, Song Xiying's father.

Jiang Yining checked his guess and asked one by one: "In other words, you have received photos more than once. When did you first receive those photos, and how did they get to you?"

"Yes, a total of three times. ”

Song Xiying recalled: "Time... The first time I remember it more clearly, it was the 7th of the month, Friday, when I came back in the evening, I saw an envelope on the door, with a photo inside, and a letter asking me to give him 500,000.

When I received it for the second time, a week had passed since the first time, and I still asked him to give him 500,000;

The third time was the day before yesterday, and I asked me to give him my dad's codebook, or else the photo would be blown out, but I really don't know what my dad's codebook is and where it is..."

"So, the photos and letters in the envelope were not sent by post. ”

It's an extortionist, hired or put in front of Song Xiying's house. ... The latter is more likely.

Jiang Yining asked: "What about the money, how did you give that money to the other party, is it a bank transfer, or something else?"

"Cash. The letter said that I should put the money under a stone in the pond in front of me. Song Xiying said.

Jiang Yining still remembers the environment by the pond, the north side is a small pavilion, but the south side is a flourishing forest, very dense, the light is very dark at night, there are people hidden inside, basically can not be found.

However, since the cash is placed under the stones by the pond, someone still has to come and take it after all.

Leaving it aside for the time being, the less likely possibility of 'instructing someone else or hiring someone' to take it.

If, the person who took the cash and put the envelope in front of Song Xiying's door was the one who put it... Why is he able to enter and exit the villas in the community so easily and casually?

Unless, this person lives in the villa area!

However, the price of this villa area is very high, and the people who live here are either rich or expensive, and such a person will be embarrassed to extort only 500,000 yuan at a time?

Well, this person is likely to be renting a villa somewhere!

Jiang Yining combed through the important information in his mind, and was about to ask the next question, but he suddenly became alert and stopped abruptly.

Instead, he asked, "Miss Song, since the other party asked you for your father's codebook, think about it again, did the old man really leave a certain codebook when he died?"

"Impossible, absolutely nothing!"

Song Xiying denied: "I have been with my dad before he left, everything seems to be engraved in my mind, my dad has absolutely no codebook left!"

No?

Since that person asked Song Xiying for a codebook, what kind of password did he get on which night, if he had a password, how could there be no corresponding codebook?

Jiang Yining then asked, "Miss Song, what did the old man do when he was alive, and did he have any hobbies?"

"My dad was a businessman and had a lot of business,... When it comes to hobbies, my dad likes to collect antiques. Song Xiying said.

Jiang Yining nodded, silent.

He probably understood what the flashpoint of this series of events was.

- Those two people should have come for the treasures that Song Xiying's father collected before his death!

Speaking of this, Zhao Yitong, who has been studying and thinking about Jiang Yining's words and deeds, and feels that his head is about to blow up, finally has the opportunity to interject.

She said proudly: "My uncle is a famous collector in the southeast, and many of the collections in the Handu Museum are my uncle's previous collections!"

All of Song Xiying's father's collection was donated to the museum?

Jiang Yining's expression moved.

Since all the antique treasures have been donated to the museum, what else is there to find for those two people?

"Miss Song, since the old man was a famous collector during his lifetime, he didn't leave you one or two pieces when he left, as heirlooms or something?" Jiang Yining asked.

"No, my dad said that those collections should be appreciated by more people, to understand the history behind each artifact, not at home..."

Song Xiying shook his head and said.

Suddenly.

She suddenly realized, like a dream, and when she thought about it, she exclaimed: "Yes, yes! I remembered, before my father left, he said that he had left me an incomparably precious thing, and I asked him how precious it was, and he said that it was more precious than all his collections combined!"

"Ah, my uncle still passed down such a treasure, what is that?" Zhao Yitong asked in surprise.

Song Xiying shook her head, "I don't know. ”

"No, the baby that your uncle gave you, you don't know!" Zhao Yitong said in disbelief.

Song Xiying said: "I really don't know, I asked my dad what he left for me, he smiled and didn't say, let me guess for myself." ”

“... Guess?"

Zhao Yitong was incredulous, wrinkled the bridge of his nose and said, "Do you guess me?"

"It's not for you to guess, the old man should have given some kind of hint. Jiang Yining said indifferently.

"Eh, how do you know?" Song Xiying exclaimed.

Zhao Yitong looked at Jiang Yining in disbelief: "This... You can deduce it?"

Jiang Yining didn't bother to pay attention to the stupid Zhao Yitong, and asked Song Xiying: "What is that prompt, is there still it now?"

"The hint is three pictures, and three numbers written on the figures,"

Song Xiying struggled to recall: "... What I remember is that the paper seemed to be tucked between a book, well, it must have been in the study upstairs. ”

I see.

Those two people are here for this treasure left by Song Xiying's father!

And the identity of one of these two people, Jiang Yining already knows the bottom in his heart.

"Miss Song, can you take me to the study to have a look,... In addition, I have some important things to tell you, and I need to talk to you about these things alone!" Jiang Yining deliberately emphasized the word 'important'.

"Yes, come with me. ”

Song Xiying nodded, and said to the two people left: "Sister Shen, Yitong, you can sit here for a while." ”

"Okay. Both nodded.

As soon as Song Xiying walked to the staircase, Jiang Yining suddenly turned around and said, "I'm sorry, I'm a little thirsty, do you have any water?"

When Zhao Yitong heard this, he immediately bounced up from the sofa, like a jumping around, trying to show his baby rabbit: "You wait for a while, I'll squeeze juice for you!"

Come to the study on the second floor.

The layout in the study room is relatively simple, and most of the books are philosophical health, historical documents, and famous books at home and abroad, which young people rarely like to read.

"Miss Song, this is your father's study before his death?"

"Yes, when my dad was still around, he used to sit in that chair and read, but when he was gone, I didn't touch it in this study, and it remained the same as before. ”

Song Xiying said, her eyes swept over the books on the shelves: "That piece of paper... Am I in that book?"

"Wait a minute!