Wu Xi turned on the water-soaked camera, and sure enough, the memory card inside was gone, apparently someone took it away. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What for? This is evidence, how can you move it casually? The policeman next to her shouted at her and snatched the camera.

"This person is the most famous paparazzi in the country, Linghu Xiaoxia, and the memory card in his camera is gone, so the cause of his death may be related to what he photographed."

"The analysis is so good, you think you are Sherlock Holmes." The policeman glared at her, "We will investigate the situation you said, please stay away from the scene now." ”

She wanted to say a few more words, but was pulled away by Xu Xing, "There are some things that don't need to be told to them, it's useless to say them, it's better for us to do it ourselves." ”

Wu Xi told Xu Xing about the encounter with Zhai Feng at Zhou Yan's house, "Today Ding Ding said that Zhai Feng may use a small piece of material to cover up a shocking secret, I didn't take it seriously at the time, but now that I think about it, it may be true, he must have photographed something that couldn't see the light, so he was killed." It's just that I don't understand, why didn't he release that big material when he reached a critical juncture? ”

"Because it's settled."

"What?"

Xu Xing turned his head to look at her, "He must have put forward some conditions, and then used Friday to blackmail the person who was photographed by himself, once that person agreed to this condition, he would no longer reveal his secret." ”

Wu Xi suddenly realized, "You're still smart, but what should we do now?" The memory card is gone. ”

"Find Zhai Feng's home before the police."

Zhai Feng's home is a villa, and the decoration inside perfectly interprets what is called the style of local tyrants, and there are golden colors everywhere, which makes people a little unable to open their eyes.

"I didn't expect him to look quite simple on the surface, but in fact he is so rich." Wu Xi looked at the huge crystal chandelier above his head and sighed.

"He doesn't know how many times he's blackmailed with photos." Xu Xing glanced indifferently at the luxurious decoration in the interior, and then began to search for each bedroom.

"Xu Xing, there seems to be a dark room here." Wu Xi accidentally saw a secret door on the background wall of the TV, she pushed it, the door was unlocked, and it was slowly opened by her.

The darkroom was small, small enough to fit the huge safe, and the two looked at each other, knowing they were in the right place. Xu Xing gently put his hand on the lock surface of the combination lock, only to hear a "click", and the box was opened.

Inside the box is a small box next to each other, and the date and the names of the people are written on the boxes, all of which are entertainers in the entertainment industry. Wu Xi took out a photo, "This is?" Oh my God," she handed the photo to Xu Xing, "I've always admired him, a nationally renowned old artist, how could he do such a dirty thing." ”

Xu Xing glanced at the "Che Zhen" photo, and the gray-haired old man on it was like a male dog in estrus. "Sure enough, he still has a hand, even if he takes the money, he also keeps the bottom plate, in order to blackmail it in the future."

"So the person who killed him should have a backup." Wu Xi was in a hurry to find a recent photo.

"No need to look for it, the photo should have been taken, I think someone has already arrived here before us." Xu Xing looked at the safe with an awe-inspiring expression.

"How do you know?"

"As soon as I entered his house, I smelled that smell, this smell used to appear in Zhou Yan's house, and now in this room, it is even stronger."

"Taste?" Wu Xi came back to her senses, yes, there was a faint fragrance in this room, this fragrance was very familiar to her, yes, when she first met Zhou Yan on that dark path, it was this smell.

"You mean, Zhai Feng photographed the person who killed Zhou Yan, and he was killed because of it? But the little man who appeared in my dream, he is not a star, he looks so ordinary......"

Xu Xing frowned tightly and didn't speak for a long time, "Wu Xi," he finally spoke, "If you put down the man in your dream and don't talk about it, who do you think is most likely to be the murderer?" ”

"Lu Yue." She blurted out without thinking, and even felt strange to herself after saying it, could it be that she had already doubted him in her heart? It's just that she hasn't seriously considered whether it's because he's so friendly and humble to everyone, or because of his appearance, the shell that can arouse people's desire to protect. "But...... Why? She still didn't give up, "Just because of a post, he's going to kill someone?" This seems a bit far-fetched. ”

"I don't know, but this incense is not an ordinary incense, but a unique spice in Thailand, which is used to worship the evil god Azan in the temple."

"Evil gods? Do you mean to say that Lu Yue raised a little ghost? But the man was about my age, so he wasn't a little ghost. ”

Xu Xing tapped her forehead with his finger, "I've seen too much gossip news, how can a little ghost play such a big role." The evil god Azan feeds on human corpses, and his abilities are similar to the common head-lowering, and if you want anything from him, you will have to pay a great price, even your own life. ”

"I don't understand, does Lu Yue want something? His most precious thing is nothing more than his appearance, but even if someone says that he has plastic surgery, he is basically no different from himself when he was a child. ”

"I haven't figured this out either, but there is no missing evidence to prove that the person was killed by Lu Yue. By the way, I remember that you said that during the interview, someone once asked Lu Yue about Zhou Yan's jumping off the building, and I now suspect that person is Zhai Feng, and he took this opportunity to blackmail him for the last time. If it can be found out that person is Zhai Feng, then Lu Yue's murder will be confirmed. ”

"How do you check it?" Wu Xi's eyes lit up, she knew what to do.

"What do you want his IP address for? Isn't it already in the past, I was scolded by your director, and this month's bonus was also deducted, why is your department endless. Xiao Zhang of the technical department looked at Wu Xi with a depressed face.

"It's okay with you, you can do me a favor, after all, this time it was because I went to intercede that I didn't make a big fuss." She folded her hands in pitiful shape.

"Okay, okay, I should return your favor, but that netizen question has been deleted, and I can only try my best to see if I can recover."

Wu Xi took the note written by Xiao Zhang and ran all the way to the café downstairs, "Xu Xing, the IP address is really the same as Zhai Feng's house, and the person who asked questions when netizens interacted was Zhai Feng." ”