Tang Cretti came to the Western restaurant early last time according to Qin Feng's agreement, and it was still that position. However, at this time, Qin Feng had not yet arrived. I looked at my watch and saw that it was still half an hour before twelve o'clock. It's early, no way. Don Cretti ordered a cup of coffee and drank it boredly.

Time passed quickly, and when the time was exactly twelve o'clock, Qin Feng walked out of Don Creti's cake shop. Looking at the somewhat gloomy sky, he exhaled heavily: Sure enough, Don Creti took the totem.

Although he didn't find the totem this time, Qin Feng found a very important piece of evidence. It is the page number of the missing page of Li Chengzhong's Bible. And the page number of this page is exactly the same as Li Chengzhong's password.

The answer to what this means is self-evident.

All this is probably best known only to Doncreti himself.

I took a taxi and went straight to the western restaurant.

In the car, Qin Feng planned how to talk to Don Cretti this meeting. Suddenly, several police cars whizzed by. The sharp siren sounded and pulled Qin Feng back from his thoughts.

When I looked up, I found that the police car was going in the direction of the Western restaurant. Suddenly, a bad premonition arose. A bad thought popped up in my head: Could it be that something happened to Doncreti?

After urging the driver, it took less than fifteen minutes to arrive at the western restaurant and found two police cars parked at the door. More than a dozen police officers went in and out of the blockade site. The medical officer lifted a body out of it, and the medical examiner put on white gloves and began to examine it.

Qin Feng hurriedly came down and ran straight to the corpse on the stretcher, but was stopped by several policemen who maintained order.

"Now the site is locked down and you can't go in. The policeman next to him stopped Qin Feng and spoke.

"I'm a friend of the deceased, can you let me go over and take a look?" Qin Feng squeezed to the front and said to the police. Anxiously looked at the corpse on the stretcher.

"Is that you?" a somewhat surprised voice sounded next to the policeman, and Liang Wanting walked over from the side, waved her hand, and let the policeman leave. Looking at Qin Feng, he asked vigilantly, "Why are you here, what do you have to do with the deceased?"

Qin Feng didn't want to talk nonsense with her now: "Let me see the deceased, okay? Liang Wanting wanted to say something, but the words stopped again. With a wave of his hand, he asked the policeman next to him not to stop him, and followed him to the side of the stretcher.

Qin Feng slowly squatted down and slowly lifted the white cloth on the corpse. In an instant, Qin Feng's pupils shrank a little, and his breathing became a little heavy. A familiar face appeared in front of Qin Feng. The big sapphire eyes are serenely closed, very serene. There wasn't much pain on his face, and if it weren't for the purple-black blood stains spilling from the corners of his mouth, I am afraid that he would only think that Don Creti had fallen asleep peacefully.

The forensic doctor next to him glanced at Qin Feng strangely, and wanted to open his mouth to stop him, but was stopped by Liang Wanting. At the same time, he squatted down and asked in a deep voice, "She's your friend?"

Qin Feng closed his eyes for a long time.

After groaning for a long time, he put the white cloth back on Don Creti's body and nodded: "Hmm." He turned his head to look at the forensic doctor next to him: "What did she poison to death?"

"It is not possible to determine the main components of the poison for the time being. But judging from the color of the blood stains, it should be a poison such as potassium cyanide. Very deadly, very toxic. The forensic doctor next to him took off his gloves and spoke.

"Suicide or homicide?" Qin Feng continued to speak. Qin Feng didn't think Don Cretti would commit suicide. Should he have killed it? But who is the organization? If it is really an organization, I am afraid that this organization is too terrifying.

I just had a clue on my side, and the key person over there died······? It's a little too scary. It's only been half an hour!

"It's not certain yet. Further investigation is required. Liang Wanting said in a deep voice: "Since you are her friend, you and I can go back to the bureau to investigate together." "This time, Qin Feng did not veto. Instead, he frowned and nodded.

I went to the city bureau and made a note. I walked out of the city bureau at about three o'clock in the afternoon, stood at the door, looked at the dark sky, and suddenly felt a little cold on the dog days.

"Don't be too upset. I'll let you know when there's news here. Liang Wanting also walked out and comforted. Qin Feng looked at Liang Wanting and nodded. He groaned for a moment: "Well, wait for your good news." ”

Leaving the city office, I returned to Doncreti's cake shop again. When I returned to this cake shop that I had just left, I felt an inexplicable feeling in my heart. There is fear, there is sadness.

I pushed open the door and walked in, and the inside was still the same as before. The house is filled with the smell of teased milk, which is very charming. After a glance, he finally came to the wall in the hall where Doncreti's picture was hung, and stopped to look at the picture of Doncreti smiling.

After a long time, Qin Feng suddenly showed a smile and reached out to touch the photo frame.

"Huh?" Qin Feng gently stroked the photo, and suddenly realized that something was wrong. The frame didn't move at all. Who would nail their own picture to the wall? Thinking of this, Qin Feng glanced at the pedestrians coming and going outside the window. After pulling down the blinds and making sure there were no problems, he came back to the frame.

This time, both hands touched the frame at the same time, and found that the frame was tightly attached to the face. This in itself is quite unusual. If you were an ordinary person, I am afraid that you would ignore this unusual and subtle detail.

After looking around carefully, I found that there was a slight bump at the top of the frame.

"Card"

Qin Feng pressed it gently, and a crisp muffled sound came from inside. Qin Feng's brows relaxed, and the mechanism was opened! Slowly pulling the frame open, I found that inside was a miniature safe.

Combination lock!

Six-digit password!

What is the password? Normally, what do girls use as their passwords? Birthday! Qin Feng carefully recalled that a few days ago happened to be Don Creti's birthday.

I pressed the password with my hands, but I found that the password was wrong!

In this way, Qin Feng felt a little headache, if it wasn't for his birthday. If you want to know the password, you have to try them one by one. After staring at the combination lock for a long time, he suddenly reached into his pocket and took out the page number of the Bible found in Doncreti's room: 012987, which also happened to be six.

"Could it be this?" Qin Feng muttered as he looked at the page number in his hand, and tentatively pressed the password.

"Smack"

The miniature safe was actually opened!