On the afternoon of June 3, Yucheng Nanshan District Health Center.

"Officer, what are you looking for Chen Limei?" Outside the delivery room, Wang Yumian and Lao Liu and two other police officers were interrogating a middle-aged woman guarding outside.

The middle-aged woman is Chen Limei's sister Chen Fen, and at this moment, Chen Limei is waiting to give birth in the delivery room. Her sister and brother-in-law stood guard outside the door.

"Chen Limei gave birth, why didn't she see her husband Wang Dayue?" asked Wang Yumian.

“...... This, this is their family's business, and we don't know very well. Chen Fen replied with drooping eyelids.

"Do you know this person?" the police showed a photo of Wang Dayue.

Chen Fen and her honest husband nodded.

"Who is he?" the officer asked.

"It's my sister-in-law Chen Meimei's husband Wang Dayue. Chen Fen's husband replied, and Chen Fen also nodded.

"Judging from the autopsy report, the body parts we found in the Yubei Reservoir have been dead for about four or five months......" Wang Yumian said deliberately slowly, carefully observing the expressions of the two.

“...... Wang Dayue...... Dead, dead?" Chen Fen finished speaking, lowered his head, his eyes drifted around, and his hands tightly tugged at his shirt and feet.

"I didn't mention that the deceased was Wang Dayue just now!" Wang Yumian's voice was very soft, but very powerful.

“...... Police, police officer, this, this has nothing to do with me, we have nothing to do with me, we, we are just here to take care of Chen and Chen Limei. Chen Fen's husband also stammered.

"Then do you know any clues?" Wang Yumian stared at the two of them.

"No, no, I don't know! I don't know!" the two hurriedly shook their heads and waved their hands.

"Is there anyone else in the family besides Chen Meili?"

"My sister also has a daughter who goes to school at the Yucheng Academy of Fine Arts......"

"Lao Liu, our soldiers are divided into two ways, you take Xiao Zhang to the Yucheng Academy of Fine Arts immediately, and Xiao Ma and I are waiting here!" Wang Yumian said.

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"Oh, officer, the Gu Zhifeng you are looking for, I heard from my classmates that this kid didn't come to class today!" In the teaching office of Yucheng Academy of Fine Arts, the fat director who had thinning hair but was still stubbornly combed into three or seven points put down the phone and said to the police officer Lao Liu who was sitting on the sofa.

"Does anyone know where she went?"

"I don't know very well, this child is withdrawn by nature, does not like to talk or socialize, and is always alone. If you don't want Officer Liu, you can go to her dormitory and ask your roommates if you can find out what is going on. The chubby dean said.

Lao Liu took the two accompanying police officers and the director of teaching, and under the leadership of the dormitory building manager, opened the door of Gu Zhifeng's dormitory room. At this time, the students were in class, and the dormitory was empty, and the dormitory manager pointed to Gu Zhifeng's bed, and the one next to the door was Gu Zhifeng's bunk.

Gu Zhifeng's bed was neatly cleaned and spotless, the blue-gray sheets were spread on the bed neatly without a trace of wrinkles, and the thin bedding was folded into boxy tofu cubes and placed neatly at the head of the bed, with clean pillows newly changed into pillowcases stacked on them.

On the desk next to the bed, it is also neatly packed, a stack of books is stacked together in an orderly manner, and a yellow table lamp with a base clamped on the edge of the desk stands next to the book, simple and neat.

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On June 3, Gu Zhifeng didn't go to class all day.

In the morning, in the dormitory, she carefully sorted out her bed sheets and bedding, and after lunch in the cafeteria at noon, she left the school and went to the city.

She came to the most upscale shopping mall in the city center, the Global Trade Building. Browsing the international brand counters here one by one, she was like a rich daughter, trying on clothes that she didn't usually wear at all, and wouldn't even go into the store.

Finally, she photographed a white bohemian crumpled cotton fringed dress in the Coach counter, looking left and right against the ornate mirrors framed on the wall.

The cabinet sisters praised her diligently, praising her for her good figure, good temperament and handsome appearance, and wearing this body is an incomparable match.

But also, this milky white cotton long skirt with a slightly wrinkled feeling after washing, the loose and free silhouette and hand-embroidered of the same color, coupled with the tassels of the neckline, cuffs and skirt, the whole looks very elegant and textured, especially suitable for Gu Zhifeng, a girl who learns art, plus Gu Zhifeng's own fair skin, that kind of girl's luster is more elegant and free in a plain white long skirt.

She bought it to match the dress, then bought a pair of white Roman-style sandals at Chloe next door and wore them and walked out of the counter.

Then I went to a hair salon called "Cloud Styling", which is generally a place frequented by rich wives and daughters who are idle at home, Gu Zhifeng seems to be a good reward for herself, she asked the designer to help her do hair care and put her hair high and meticulously coiled into a bun.

When she walked out of the clouds and walked on this street where hipsters and celebrities gathered, she attracted the attention of countless passers-by.

When the wind rises at sunset, the long skirt fluttering, she seems to be the goddess Venus who came out of Botticelli's oil painting, her quiet eyes hide a trace of sadness and infinite yearning, and the coldness and elegance of the high above have become the most unstoppable and dazzling scenery of the whole street.

What's even more unexpected is that the hotel she stayed in was actually the W Hotel located on Binjiang Road in the center of the city!

In the rooms on the 42nd floor, the large floor-to-ceiling windows offer a bird's-eye view of the city.

In the city that is dyed at night, a faint pink afterglow leaves the sky, and the night of the city is full of lights.

She stood in front of the window and looked down, the cars shuttling through the streets were busy like ants, the streets and alleys were as small as the criss-crossing meridians under a leaf, and the lights in the distance were connected to the horizon like a river, and the end of the city could not be seen.

This is the world.

Busy, noisy and flashy.

In the huge world, behind the endless prosperity, there is no proper place for the body and soul.

Gu Zhifeng stood in front of the window for a long time before turning around and going to the bathroom, looked at herself carefully in the mirror, and then took out a lipstick and painted herself with a red and bright lip color.

This lipstick was still given to her by Liu Yunhuan in the ancient town of Lijiang.

She said that your face is so white that the lip gloss of this color must look good, and then she wants to paint it for Gu Zhifeng, Gu Zhifeng dodged embarrassedly and said Don't waste it, such a good thing is really a terrible thing to paint on my mouth. Liu Yunhuan said, how can you call it a tyrannical thing if you are so good-looking, you are so arrogant, it's a pity that you have such a little face, don't move, I'll paint you and try it.

Gu Zhifeng can't resist her, I will ask you to help me paint when I really want to paint one day.

Liu Yunhuan said generously,

I'll give you lipstick, if you're embarrassed, you can secretly put it on when you're alone, and girls who can resist the temptation of lipstick.

Gu Zhifeng painted her red lips in the mirror, and went to the bar on the west side of the lobby on the first floor like a blooming azalea.

Although it was only about half past seven in the evening, it was already crowded.

On the west side, a high platform was set up against the wall, a blonde and blue-eyed hot DJ girl was twisting and DJing rhythmically, in the center was a large circular bar, all kinds of dazzling wines were placed in the bar, the bar was almost full of people, several tall and strong Europeans with flower arms were all showing off their skills in making cocktails, and there were many people standing side by side on the periphery of the bar, everyone swayed their bodies with the rhythm of DJ DJing, and those tall and thin waiters in suits and leather shoes warmly greeted the guests who had just come in and found a place to order for them。

Gu Zhifeng stood far away outside this group of people, and immediately a waiter walked towards her, politely interrogating her if she wanted to come in, Gu Zhifeng hesitated for a moment and nodded.

The handsome waitress took her around the dance floor and sat down in front of the upholstered booth in the hallway near the lobby, where the guests who had not joined the dance floor to stay for a drink, and she ordered a cocktail called "Snapshot".

The reason why I ordered this, because the other wine names are very awkward, she looked at the snapshot for a long time and found that the snapshot was good, and after coming up, she didn't expect the waiter to take out a Polaroid and take a picture of him, she didn't react, the photo clicked out, and the name of the original snapshot came from this!

However, the waiter captured quite well, and against the colorful background, Gu Zhifeng was holding a cup and preparing to poke and drink, with a natural expression.

Gu Zhifeng expressed satisfaction and put the photo on the table, holding a wine glass and elegantly holding her cheek with one hand to look at the crowd around her, occasionally taking a small sip of "snapshots", and from time to time the men who came to invite her were politely rejected.

At about eleven o'clock in the evening, she finished her last drop of wine and left the bar in a senseless mood, forgetting the Polaroid photo on the table as she left.

I returned to my room on the forty-second floor, sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked out of the window motionlessly.

At about four o'clock in the morning, Gu Zhifeng turned off the light, she took off her clothes, and lay down in the warm bathtub to soak comfortably.

The bathtub is placed in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the bathroom, looking through the window, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse outside, and a full moon hangs quietly in the sky, hooking the clouds next to it with a layer of silver edges.

The moonlight was scattered like frost in the window, scattered in the bathtub, scattered on her white as snowy body, scattered on her quiet and calm face......

Life is like a dream, and at this moment, it's time to wake up.

Perhaps, at this moment, you really entered the dream realm.

She took out the blade prepared in advance from the side, stretched it into the water, and slowly but firmly slashed at the wrist of her left hand, and the blood immediately gushed out from the carpal artery, blooming like a blooming dark red poppy in the moonlight, dissipating, blooming, dissipating......

She clasped her hands on her knees, lay on her side, and buried her head and body in the tub.

A scarlet, chaotic liquid, she curled up like a fetus breathing freely in its mother's body.

Outside the window, the deep and vast night sky is as calm as this.

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