259 A thousand threads
The journey from Jiangbei back to Linjiang Mingmen was a full 20 kilometers, plus some blockages, and the Ruan family's driver drove for an hour to send the two of them.
He Wan'er had a bitter face all the way, sullen.
What does it mean to abandon all previous achievements and what does it mean to succeed or fail, she has thoroughly experienced it today.
Seeing that something went wrong at the last minute, I called the wrong name, and I don't know if I was in a goof?
She was extremely worried in her heart, but she couldn't ask Li Rujing directly, so there was no definite answer to this question at present, and it was very tiring.
She wanted to ask Mo Chunshan's opinion, but because there was a third person present, she couldn't ask any questions, so she held back for more than an hour.
When they arrived at the famous gate of Linjiang, the driver politely returned the car keys and sent them upstairs.
When he entered the elevator and only the two of them were left, He Guaner couldn't wait to ask, "You say, will your aunt have seen through it?"
Mo Chunshan didn't look at her, and said in a voice that didn't fluctuate: "How do I know?"
"Aren't you accustomed to mind reading?" He Wan'er shouted dissatisfiedly, "Tell me your opinion and judge your aunt's last glance." ”
She held her cheeks with a sad face: "I always feel that there is no deep meaning in that glance." ”
Mo Chunshan didn't care: "My aunt is not you, everything is written on her face, I don't dare to figure out what she is thinking." ”
He Wan'er hugged his arms angrily and learned from him to be silent.
When she entered the door on the twenty-ninth floor, she walked behind and closed the door, and she didn't control her strength, and the door frame shook violently.
"What's wrong? You still give me a look at the face when you smash the act?" At the entrance, Mo Chunshan asked while changing his shoes.
"No, I'm introspecting," He Wan'er sighed with a sad face, "You shouldn't let your guard down when you see victory in sight." ”
"It's good to know. Mo Chunshan had already changed his shoes and walked inward.
The more He Wan'er thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and he couldn't help but lose his temper: "It's all your fault, why are you holding my hand if you have nothing to do? You emphasized the day before yesterday that even if I agree to get married, I won't have any intimate contact, what's going on?"
"Even if the business is not good, it is also first-class?" Mo Chunshan turned around and looked at her seriously, "If you touch your hand, you will have intimate contact?" I suggest you take a good look at the concept of so-called intimate contact. ”
After a failed dump, He Wan'er was even more annoyed, and his voice was a few decibels: "In short, it's all your fault." ”
"My fault?" Mo Chunshan raised the corners of his mouth, "I invited you to come to act, the atmosphere of that occasion, it is very normal for me to hold your hand, obviously you are absent-minded and have not entered the state, and it is up to me?
He Waner wanted to refute a few words, but after thinking about it, he found that Mo Chunshan's words could not be refuted.
She hung her head and raised a white flag to admit defeat: "Okay, you are the gold lord Baba, you are right." ”
After saying that, she threw off her shoe bag and threw it on the entryway cabinet at will, and ran into her room without changing her slippers.
This fool has a weak heart.
Mo Chunshan looked at her back, there was a smile in his eyes, and he could even imagine her annoyed appearance when she entered the room and collapsed on the bed with a pillow to cover her head.
He couldn't help but chuckle, and then remembered the morning's events, and the smile faded.
He Wan'er thought that Li Rujing's suspicion was a big deal, but in fact, she didn't know anything about the really big thing.
It was late at night, and outside the window on the twenty-ninth floor, the sky was half-bright and half-dark.
Overhead, there are thick black clouds, and downstairs, there are brightly lit streets and the turbulent Quling River.
It was already four o'clock in the morning, and Mo Chunshan had not slept yet.
One is because he drank alcohol at night, and the other is because he is still digesting the massive amount of information he has gained that day.
What Meng Qianyang gave him in the morning was He Yixiao's physical examination report, and it was clearly written that He Yixiao's blood type was O.
Mo Chunshan clearly remembered that He Waner's blood type was AB.
If from the perspective of stealth and dominant inheritance of blood type, the blood types of the two siblings are AB and O respectively, then it represents both parents, one is type A and the other is type B, and it must be a combination of AO and BO.
With this combination, there is a 25% chance that the child will be type A, type B, type AB, and type O.
Such a probability is not impossible, but it is a slight coincidence. But in fact, in addition to blood type, Meng Qianyang also discovered some other things.
According to the information obtained by Meng Qianyang, the car accident in which He Guaner was seriously injured fifteen years ago and therefore took a year off from school was very strange.
When He Waner was traveling with his uncle and aunt, he fell into a cliff in a car and had a serious car accident. The aftermath of the car accident was the death of her uncle and aunt, and He Guaner was also seriously injured because of the car accident, suffered a head contusion and suffered from aphasia, and recuperated at home for a whole year.
When he first suspected that He Wan'er was Xiaocao, Meng Qianyang had investigated the car accident, and he didn't find anything suspicious at that time. And judging from He Guaner's life experience, she can speak the local Gyeongju dialect, is spicy, and successfully kept up with the learning progress of the class after taking a year of suspension, and took the college entrance examination when she was eighteen years old.
If He Wan'er is really Xiaocao, really that hard-working girl who can't even understand Chinese, how can he do it in less than a year?
Therefore, He Guaner does not have the slightest characteristic of Xiaocao - except for the similarity in appearance, and the fact that he does not eat pork.
Mo Chunshan was determined from this that He Waner must not be a little grass.
But with the deepening of the investigation, as Meng Qianyang explored He Waner's life trajectory to the bottom of the matter, more and more unbelievable things were placed in front of him.
For example, the key car accident information is too clean, and the information that Meng Qianyang can find through multiple channels is the same, and not even a word has changed, like an official press release. In addition, Meng Qianyang has not found any witnesses to the car accident for several months, and he has not found any of them.
For another example, He Guaner has always been an artistic specialty before the car accident, with average grades but good at singing and dancing, and has won many awards.
However, after the car accident, it was the other way around.
He Guaner's grades have become very good, but she doesn't sing or dance anymore, and the most strange thing is that she participated in the singing and dancing competition before high school, and it is said that there should be a lot of photos and videos.
But Meng Qianyang told Mo Chunshan that he had worked hard for a long time, but he didn't find any of them, and even the important games at the Gyeongju municipal level were not archived, and the reason for the loss was because of accidental damage.
For example, today he got information from Feng Xi about He Wan'er's car accident after the person seems to be much smarter. In particular, the foreign language that was originally stumbling has improved by leaps and bounds, to the point where you can watch English original movies without subtitles.
The more Mo Chunshan thought about it, the more bizarre he felt, combined with the question He Wan'er had asked about whether he was Zhuo Anran.
Why did she care so much about Zhuo Anran's three words? And when he gave a negative answer that time, he obviously felt her relief.
Therefore, the available evidence points to a direction that he once dared not think of, a direction that he hoped would happen but did not dare to hope for.
That is-He Wan'er, not He Wan'er.
But if it's not He Wan'er, then who is she?