That e-sports tycoon He Berg and Wei Taiqiang they supported that Zhang Ming, so they had a great influence on Zhang Ming.

That Hoberg knew about Hannigan, the esports mogul of the Beacon Nation, who had recently launched a new game.

Moreover, that e-sports tycoon in the lighthouse country, he sent that e-sports rain man, this guy he kicked that Wei Taiqiang and Ho Berg's King Glory e-sports club while promoting that Hannigan's new game, this guy is as hard as a piece of steel, and no one likes this e-sports rain man.

In the past, that Liu Tienan liked to fight against the e-sports rain man. However, later they found out that this person's e-sports game ability was too strong, so they began to be afraid of competing with that e-sports rain man.

That Wei Taiqiang was afraid that the e-sports rain man had occupied the e-sports market in that Xuanwu Kingdom, so he notified that Tu Tu Qiao.

Actually, that Wei Taiqiang doesn't like Tutu Bridge very much, but now the lesser of two evils is chosen.

Wei Taiqiang could only cooperate with that Tu Tu Qiao, and that Tu Tu Qiao understood Wei Taiqiang, and he immediately aroused vigilance.

It was still the same, and it rang seven times.

"Yu Yali...... I'm Tutuqiao! Please, answer the phone! Where the hell are you? I listened to your latest message. I heard you talking, and there was an ambulance behind me. I can't stand it anymore. I'm calling all the hospitals and clinics in Beihua City. Call me back, please. ”

Tu Tuqiao scolded secretly. He scans through the long list of phone numbers that Jenny has sent him in his inbox. So far, he has made more than 20 phone calls to several of the larger hospitals. He has to keep fighting. He decided to read the knight's notes again in half an hour.

It's always the same:

"Hello, Miss, is there a new patient named Yu Yali in your hospital today? …… No, I don't know which subject...... Maybe it's the emergency room? ”

There was a lot of noise in the carriage, and it was difficult for Tu Tuqiao to hear what the hospital staff was saying, but the content of the reply was always exactly the same anyway.

They don't have any patients named Yu Yali in their records.

In 30 minutes, he called 22 more hospitals. Maybe his tone is not very good, but the efficiency is relatively improved. He is now in contact with private hospitals and specialist clinics. He felt that it was impossible to find Yu Yali in such a medical institution.

All this in vain. It's very unrealistic for him to do this, and he can't find Yu Yali in this way...... At least not in this way to find her before tomorrow.

He had to think hard and figure out how to put each piece of the puzzle back in its proper place. First of all, he had to finish reading the knight's notebook, and on the way to Dieppe, there was more than enough time, and there were only thirty pages left.

Tu Tuqiao tucked his phone into his coat pocket and took out the pages of his knight's notes from his jeans pocket. The back of the last page is blank. Tu Tuqiao took out a ballpoint pen from his backpack and wrote anxiously in capital letters. The same goes for other cigarette butts and beer bottle caps found in the Terror Peak cabin. I still have some contacts in the police force. I also have plenty of money to pay for it. This whole thing isn't illegal, or it's not illegal. It was a parallel investigation that took place in parallel with the official investigation, but it was still a serious investigation.

The test results were available eight days later. The two-millimeter hoops found from the hut graves were indeed pure gold. That's the only thing that knows for sure. This sample is too small, and it is still from an unknown small silver building in a small village and town in the southeast of Xuanwu Kingdom.

A small ring of solid gold jewelry...... Now the case is more complicated. Why is the small ring buried in a grave under a small pile of stones? What exactly is it in the ring? Who buried it? Whereabouts of the Rule. Wei Taiqiang should also be addicted to investigating this case. It was another three-month round-the-clock overt and covert visit. Publish a small notice and ask the police, the municipal social work unit, the shelter, etc. Back on the street again, holding a flashlight to shine on Cao Jiao's photos all night. In the photo, Cao Jiao is smiling and standing in front of the Christmas tree of his brother Hoberg's house. This is the most recent photograph Hoberg could find......

It's a very professional errand, not sloppy at all, one step at a time. This job is at the bottom of society, and it is difficult for ordinary people to access, in fact, it is exactly what I like. Comarti is right that if you want to find out, you need time and money, and you can't have both. I won't go into details. Wei Taiqiang and I teamed up to attack, and finally followed Pei Caojiao's clue and found a guy named He Boge. I met this Hoberg in June 1989 in front of the "Tagada" carousel[27] in the Tron amusement park area. Yes, you read that right, it's the "tagada" turntable!

"Cao Jiao has worked for me for two seasons." Hoberg said, keeping an eye on the carousel. Many boys and girls were willing to pay five francs for tickets, and were spanked by a turntable for two and a half minutes in a row. The Tagada carousel is a group version of the park seesaw.

"I didn't ask him for a resume." Hoberg smiled meaningfully and said, "I knew he was going to run away." He is not lazy. As long as he is sober when he goes to work, I don't care about anything else. ”

"When was the last time you saw him?" I asked.

Hoberg didn't even have to think about it. He waved his hand and asked a girl sitting at the counter, dressed in pink, to start the ride. His face constantly changes color with the neon lights.

"Autumn 1983. Mid-November, to be exact. At that time, the Saint-Romain amusement park area had just ended. The Saint-Romain fair, held on the Rouen causeway, was the last one of the season. Once we've packed everything up, that's it, ready for the winter. See you next season. If Pei Caojiao wants to find me, he knows how to find it. By the next season, he never appeared again. I didn't feel sorry for him, and I didn't look for him. In our industry, there are many people who don't do it for one season. It's good to be able to do it for two seasons. The following year or later, he never appeared again. ”

It's out of the way......

I meant to ask Hoberg a few more questions, but nothing out of the ordinary. This trail only ends at the causeway in Rouen. If you think about it carefully, in fact, Rouen is not far from Dieppe, and it is not far from the Wei family......

Is there any connection? Eighty percent of them don't.

Over the next few months, I shifted my position to the amusement park area. Inquire about the other tagada turntables and all those that don't!

Well, Wei Taiqiang likes this quite a lot, it's better than going to find a homeless person...... Sometimes, on weekends, he would take Aella with him. Infinite play...... Roller coasters, ghost trains, and eating rock sugar apples can all be reported to Grandma Ke. It took us a while to dig for new clues. It took years...... Remaining. Reluctantly closing the knight's notebook, he walked briskly to the shop selling all kinds of sandwiches. There was only one person in line in front of him. Tutuqiao bought a piece of apple pie and a bottle of San Pellilo sparkling mineral water. Nicole will definitely prepare a hearty specialty for him tonight, and the butter ham sandwich that Tu Tuqiao just ate in the subway in Beihua City has already been digested.

The shuttle bus to Dieppe is almost empty, and the contrast is very strong compared to the hustle and bustle of the road from Beihua to Rouen. Tutu Bridge is customary, find a seat by the window and sit down. There were only two other passengers in the car: a teenager with a Walkman headset in his ears, and a tall guy who was sleeping and occupied two seats and still protruding into the aisle.

Tu Tuqiao opened the small gray table in front of him, put the backpack on it, and took out the knight's notebook in the backpack. At most, there are only twenty pages left to read, so let's decide what to do next when I'm done. He recalled Yu Yali's message, he had one night and another day to settle the matter.

On the platform, the stationmaster whistled anxiously.

Tu Tuqiao instinctively turned his head to look. He pressed his forehead against the window and froze, as if he had been hit hard.

It's her!

A petite figure glared at the stationmaster viciously, gritted his teeth and cursed a few words, and then jumped onto the train that had almost started.

It's Keyu Yali.

Tutuqiao spent several minutes secretly staring at the sliding door between the carriages, but there was no movement. Yu Yali was probably hiding somewhere on this train, and Tu Tuqiao didn't want to look for her at all. He didn't want to be stupid and be blocked again. Right now, he has twenty pages left to read.

I'll talk about that crazy woman when I'm done.

The credulity of the Lord's notes

After walking out of the "Sailfish Bar" and leaving Wei Taiqiang, I can almost be sure in my heart: this little deflated San is telling the truth! The more I thought about it, the more it made sense. While wandering in the cabin, Pei Caojiao became an eyewitness to the Terror Peak air crash on December 23, 1980. He was the first to go to the scene. He had seen the miraculous baby alive with his own eyes. He picked up the bracelet before the rescue team arrived, like a hungry and down-and-out predator.

Do you understand what I mean? It is still possible to fabricate everything. He had so many years to ponder slowly...... So we finally come back to square one: there are still only hypotheses, and although they are highly probable hypotheses, they are still only hypotheses. There is no ironclad evidence......

is hypothetical...... Is it doubt...... Is it evidence...... Or is it a coincidence...... You can think whatever you want. After all, I've told you all, you know as much as I do now. See for yourself!

If I want to confess to the end, there is only one thing I haven't told you yet. In fact, it is not just a thing, but a feeling. It feels like this kind of thing is really difficult to explain clearly, much more difficult than describing the process of searching for Terror Peak or transcribing the testimony verbatim. To put it bluntly, at this point, my feeling is that all the evidence accumulated so far, such as designer bracelets, small graves, clothes from the Turkish Grand Bazaar, etc., is all waste that can be thrown directly into the trash. It's the same with eye color or talent for music. She is not Tu Tuqiao's opponent, the difference in strength between the two is too great. A blue envelope fell out of the Tu Tu Bridge's pocket and slipped under the seat, but he didn't know it. She just had to wait for him to leave before picking it up. Maybe nothing important, just a few notes or a phone bill...... But maybe it was something else......

Tu Tuqiao opened her crocodile-skin handbag.

Let's talk about the envelope later, Yu Yali thought to herself, this bastard will not want to ......

"The surname is Wei, you are not allowed to touch it!"

Yu Yali was furious but couldn't do anything.

"So excited? You naughty thing, what good things are hidden in this? ”

Tu Tuqiao's hand fumbled in the bag. There is a bunch of keys, a mobile phone, a lipstick, a wallet that is also crocodile skin, a metal ballpoint pen, a small calendar......

Yu Yali's hands began to tremble, as if out of control.

Tu Tu Qiao pinched the key point! It was when she saw this calendar that she suddenly became so excited. Actually, it's not a calendar, it's just an ordinary little notepad, about seven centimeters wide and ten centimeters long. Tu Tuqiao had already guessed the reason why Yu Yali was so scared: it was a private diary, or something.

"The surname is Wei, dare to open it...... You're dead. ”

"Then tell me. What do you know about the credulity? ”

"I'm telling you, you're dead!"

"Whatever you want."

Tu Tuqiao opened the small notepad with one hand. Every page is almost the same format. On the left page are hand-drawn drawings, photographs, or collages by Yu Yali, while on the right page are three lines of characters written in childish little characters. Short, three-line words in the form of short verses.

He must have been the first to open this notepad, and the first to read it. He didn't forget to keep the muzzle of the gun on Yu Yali. She seemed to have her eyes on him, wanting to pounce on him if he wasn't paying attention. He flipped to one side at random.

"You're good." Tu Tuqiao said mockingly, "It turns out that when you were in prayer, when you saw Jesus, you were thinking about this kind of thing in your heart......"

Fish Yali roared:

"You know! This is a haiku, a short Japanese poem. You don't understand! ”

"What about your grandmother? Doesn't she understand either? Can I text her to take a look? ”

Yu Yali frowned, like a child who had made a mistake and was blamed. Tutu Bridge continues to exert pressure:

"How? Say it, or I'll continue. What do you know about the credulity? ”

"your ......"

Tu Tuqiao's fingers tore off the small page of the notepad, crumpled it up, and threw it out of the half-open window.

"You're right, I'm not going to be polite to you, this one is very badly written. How about a different page? Well, let's play a game. I'll ask you a question, and if you don't answer it, I'll find one to read. If I don't like it, tear it off; If I like it, just text Grandma Ke. ”

Tu Tuqiao's fingers fiddled with the page, laughing loudly. Laughed too loudly. He wanted to deliberately appear confident, but in fact he felt that he had violated other people's privacy, and he felt more and more uncomfortable. Yu Yali sat in the corner of her seat with her head down, like a sparrow powerless to fight back. Each page torn off by Tu Tuqiao was like plucking a feather from her wings.

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