The white coat sat at home, his eyes never left the objects on the coffee table, his face was entangled, and he looked like he was going to die.

It was a black pure leather book, with the word "Division" engraved in the lower corner, which shone slightly in the sunlight.

Originally, the white coat didn't pay much attention to this thing, but what happened during this time was really incredible. He thought about it, and finally picked up his phone and dialed the number.

After connecting, there was silence over there, and the white coat swallowed his saliva, and said tremblingly: "Hello, is it Mr. Si?" ”

"Say." The tone on the other end was casual and cold.

The white coat's gaze kept falling on the black book, and his index finger rubbed his thumb, extremely uneasy.

"Mr. Si," he said, "that book is starting to kill." ”

Language arts pay attention to the transition point, and the sentence of the white coat does not even have a foreshadowing, and the conclusion is directly said, which is definitely not understood by ordinary people.

Xu is silence over there woke him up, and the white coat began to add after realizing it: "Well, I found a black book at home some time ago that didn't belong to me, with Mr. Si's surname written on it, I didn't care about it originally, but now something is wrong, so I want to ask Mr. Si if you left the book at our house?" ”

After a moment of silence, Si Bai spoke: "Doctor Bai, I haven't been to your house. ”

The implication is that if no one has ever been there, it is even less likely that something will be left behind.

The white coat was stunned, yes, Si Bai has never been to his house, so he shouldn't be asked about this thing. But he knows such a person with the surname Si, who is he if he is not?

"But compared to that book, I'm still interested in Dr. Bai's first words." Si Bai asked slowly, "Why did that book start killing people?" ”

The white coat is holding the phone, and the palms of his hands are covered with cold sweat, should I say it? If so, will he believe it? Will you think you're mentally ill? But if he doesn't say it, what if he knows something?

The white coat picked up the black notebook, and turned the first page shallowly, and there were now a few lines of notes on the white paper that had nothing at all.

Notes are not handwritten, but printed.

"Mr. Si, let's meet again, you may understand better."

――

When Ye Mingming and Liu Xi arrived at the police station, Li Jian had already taken Qiao into the interrogation room.

Standing in front of the window outside the interrogation room, Liu Xi asked suspiciously: "Qiao bothered to run away before, why is he back now?" ”

Ye Mingming frowned, why did she come back? Presumably everything that needs to be done has been done.

In the interrogation room, Qiao Kuai sat quietly, and before Li Jian could speak, he said first: "Lele's death is all my fault." ”

"She said I didn't understand anything, and I retorted to her, and now it seems that I really don't understand anything." Joe's head hung quickly, his face buried in the palm of his hand.

Li Jian looked at him lightly: "Why are you pretending to be sick?" ”

"I'm not pretending to be sick." Joe looked up, "I was really not normal, I could feel it. ”

Such words seem to be a bit high-sounding now, Li Jian asked again: "I ran away at the beginning, why is it back now?" ”

Qiao quickly turned his head, and his eyes went straight to Ye Mingming through the glass window, and Ye Mingming was a little stunned by his cold look. What does he see her doing? In the next second, Qiao Kuai retracted his gaze again.

"I didn't kill people, I was just discharged from the hospital normally, not running." "What's more, I want to know more than anyone who the killer is." ”

――

Because Si Bai was injured, Shao Qi resolutely refused to allow him to go out casually, so he had no choice but to invite the white coat to Shao Qi's house.

The white coat sat on the sofa and held the handbag, only feeling hot, although there was only a black leather book inside.

Si Bai was wearing a refreshing white shirt and walked over with coffee in his hand, and the white coat hurriedly got up: "Mr. Si, this is the black leather book I was talking about." ”

said that the white coat was about to be taken out of the bag, but after a long time, nothing was taken out. The white coat looked up with a bitter face, with an expression of "holding hands and looking at each other with tears in his eyes, but he was speechless and choked".

"It's over, it's gone!"

Shao Qi kept watching from the side, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?" Lost books? ”

"Yes, I put it in there, but now there is nothing." The white coat said confusedly.

"It doesn't matter, do you remember what was written in it?" Shao Qi asked.

The white coat nodded: "Of course I do." ”

At the same time, Si Bai leisurely walked to the rocking chair on the balcony and sat down, looking like a master of the world who had no quarrel with the world, completely ignoring the conversation between Bai Dafu and Shao Qi, and drinking coffee by himself.

The sun was shining lightly, and the white shirt was like snow.

Seeing that he looked like he didn't care about himself, the white coat suddenly felt unhappy, and walked over with his handbag and said indignantly: "Mr. Si, I said to come and show you, and you agreed, but what's the matter with you now?" Don't take me seriously or do you think it's not important? ”

Si Bai stroked his rimless glasses, the lenses reflecting a cold light in the sunlight.

"So, what do you want me to do?" He asked, in an unhurried tone, "Did you lose the book, what are you going to show me?" ”

The white coat was stunned: "But I remember, I remember everything written in that book, I can sue you." ”

Si Bai put down the cup and pointed to the chair opposite, "I want to hear about it." ”

――

"I know who killed Lele."

At the moment when Li Jian stepped out of the interrogation room, Qiao Kuai suddenly said, "I asked you to find Lele's diary before, but you haven't found it yet, right?" It had all the information about my sister in it, and there must be who the killer was. ”

Li Jian and Ye Mingming exchanged glances, and Ye Mingming walked over and said, "We have found Qiao Lele's diary, but we haven't had time to study it carefully, why are you so sure who the murderer is there?" ”

Joe quickly grinned as if he had heard some joke: "How do I know? I just know! Lele will definitely record it, she will record everything from childhood to adulthood, the murderer must be the father of the child in Lele's belly, as long as you know who that person is, the murderer will come out. ”

Feelings are all speculation, Liu Xi pursed his lips, pushed Ye Mingming, and whispered: "I think what he said is not unreasonable, Mengming, let's go to Liu Li again and ask her to give us the recorder." ”

Ye Mengming didn't look at her, but turned to look at Li Jian: "Team Li, I applied to let the rest of the team get a recorder with Liu Li, this Liu Li has a problem, she wanted to lead us to a secluded place for no reason before." ”

Liu Xi was anxious: "Why is there no reason?" Didn't she say she was scared? Don't bother others, let's go now. ”

"Liu Xi, why are you so anxious for me to go with you to her?" Ye Mingming looked at her, her eyes clear and cold.