scolded to the sore spot, Zhao Guifen pounced like crazy, wanting to tear Lin Tiezhu's clothes, and shouted while tearing.

"This skin of yours was exchanged for my daughter's life, and I tore you a beast with a beast on the face!"

The thin Lin Tiezhu was pressed to the ground, struggling desperately and looking extremely embarrassed, "Quick, pull her away!" ”

Dai Tianqing hurriedly dragged Zhao Guifen up, "Ms. Zhao, calm down!" ”

"My daughter is dead, how do you want me to calm down!"

"Do you have a daughter, have you ever died of a daughter......"

Zhao Guifen was still struggling desperately, and her freshly stabilized soul showed signs of disorder again!

Taking advantage of the chaos, Lin Tiezhu staggered out of the room, not knowing what to do.

After a while, the sound of an ambulance sounded outside the window, and I looked down from the balcony and saw a group of people wearing psychiatric hospital uniforms, led by Lin Tiezhu, carrying stretchers and preparing to go upstairs.

Dai Tianqing finally pressed Zhao Guifen on the sofa, frowned and said unhappily: "I originally thought I was running into some big case, but I didn't expect it to be a mental illness." ”

"She's not mentally ill."

I put my palm on Zhao Guifen's forehead again, and said solemnly: "In a minute, your husband will take you to a mental hospital, and we have no right to stop it." ”

"But within a minute, you can tell me the truth of the matter, and I'll help you investigate."

When Zhao Guifen's eyes returned to clarity, she finally didn't splash and beat people again.

She shuddered and pointed to the heavy solid wood wardrobe in the living room, "The most ...... At the bottom, there's something I'm hiding. ”

I opened the cabinet and found a crumpled painting through the mezzanine of the shoe cabinet drawer.

The painting was hand-drawn with a pencil, the paper was erased so thinly that the scratches on the paper were so heavy that it was enough to see that the painting had been modified many times.

In the painting is a girl wearing fashionable stockings, high boots, and a low-necked trench coat.

Judging from the portrait, the girl looks like she is in her twenties, with her hair curly and a tattoo in the shape of a cross around her neck.

Zhao Guifen is weak and weak, and her voice is also weak.

"My daughter's name is Lin Xiuxiu, she just turned eighteen years old this year, and I painted it based on my impressions, at least eight points like."

"Lin Tiezhu took advantage of my illness to throw away all the things about my daughter at home, not to say that we have never had a daughter."

"My daughter was killed by Han Jie, Lin Tiezhu accepted Han Jie's money and helped him hide the truth."

In the hallway, there was already the sound of footsteps.

I commanded in a deep voice, "Go and lock the door." ”

After Dai Tianqing locked the door, it didn't take long for a banging knock to hear the door, "Open the door quickly, we are from Zhuzhou Mental Hospital!" ”

I ignored it and continued to ask, "Your daughter is a big living person, is there nothing else to prove her identity except for a hand-painted portrait?" ”

On the side, Dai Tianqing added: "For example, ID card, household registration, or her friends at work. ”

Zhao Guifen shook her head painfully, "None of these." ”

"How is that possible! A person who has lived for eighteen years, will no one know him!? ”

She ...... She didn't go to school, she picked up plastic bottles when she was young, and when she grew up, she became a street girl, and she has always been on the move to take business, and no one will know her......"

After saying these words, Zhao Guifen covered her face and cried silently.

She was so weak that she was starting to break down again.

The requiem spell can only have a short-term effect, and if you want to cure it radically, perhaps a mental hospital is the best choice.

The door of the house was slammed open, and Zhao Guifen, who was so weak that she only had the strength to cry, was fixed on a stretcher and carried downstairs.

When in the corridor, Zhao Guifen shouted with his last strength: "You must help me!" ”

The shouting was hoarse, and Lin Tiezhu's face was a little ugly, and he asked with a treacherous and vigilant tone: "Two, my wife just now, if I told you something about something, don't believe it." ”

As he spoke, Lin Tiezhu took out an envelope containing thick banknotes from his leather bag, "No matter what, both of you have worked hard, this is your reward." ”

Dai Tianqing frowned slightly, as if she wanted to ask something.

I quietly squeezed her palm and whispered, "Thank you." Then he left the building.

On the way back, Dai Tianqing said unhappily: "There are still many doubts about this matter, why did you end it in a hurry?" ”

"The so-called end is just for the heart of An Lin Tiezhu. Otherwise, once he becomes vigilant, it will be even more difficult for us to investigate. ”

Dai Tianqing asked: "Han Jie and Lin Tiezhu are of the same caliber, and Zhao Guifen is another rhetoric, don't you have a qi observation technique, can't you see who is lying?" ”

I shook my head, "Judging by the breath, none of these three are lying. As for why the rhetoric is conflicting, I can't say. ”

……

Who said that they were confused by Han Jie and Zhao Guifen, but it was not without gain.

Before entering the residential building, I also came across a diary from the garbage heap, and although the handwriting on it was damaged by the rain, I could make out the name of Lin Xiuxiu written on it.

Qin Lan can channel through the breath of objects, and if he can perceive Lin Xiuxiu from the diary, it will prove that Zhao Guifen is not lying.

On the contrary, Zhao Guifen is just an ordinary madman......

After saying goodbye to Dai Tianqing, I thought all the way.

According to Lin Tiezhu's explanation, things seem to be the most smooth and synergistic.

At midnight, Zhao Guifen bumped into the demon of sleek desire, and after the evil went crazy, he put down the red envelope at the intersection and contaminated Han Jie's body with a faint breath.

Han Jie's family was nervous, thinking that a ghost had entered the house, which was probably the sequelae of being intimidated.

Attributing all the reasons to Zhao Guifen, a crazy woman, everything can be explained......

But there is one thing that I never understand.

After I used the requiem spell to stabilize Zhao Guifen's mind, her madness disappeared temporarily, why did she continue to talk crazy?

As soon as he opened the door of the villa, Qin Lan jumped downstairs and brought me hot slippers from the insulated cabinet.

"Master, the meal has just been prepared, and I am waiting for you."

I suspect that she also installed a positioning device on me, but unfortunately there is no evidence......

"Don't be in a hurry to eat, you come to the bedroom with me."

I gently dragged Qin Lan's arm to the bedroom at the end of the second floor, and then instructed the maid who was cleaning, "No one is allowed to go up to the second floor until I go out!" ”

"Understood."

After everyone left, Qin Lanqiao's face turned red, dragged my arm, and entered the bedroom happily.

She took off her coat and jumped on the bed, and said nervously and happily: "Mom will be back in an hour, Master, hurry up!" ”

"Okay."

I took out the crumpled diary from my bag, "You lie down and help me sense the owner of this thing." ”

After being stunned for a moment, Qin Lan drooped his little face and said depressedly, "Okay." ”

……

Incense was lit, the curtains were drawn, and the room was quiet enough to hear the sound of breathing.

The two of us lay flat on the bed, each holding half a page of a book, and slowly fell asleep......

In the midst of the confusion, my soul was pulled into a strange space.

The wind was blowing, the rain was like a waterfall, and the power went out in the villa, leaving only the faint light of the charcoal fire in the fireplace, illuminating the two figures lingering on the sofa.

One of the men with bald gold-rimmed glasses is Han Jie!

Although the light was dim, I could still make out that this villa was Han Jie's residence.

When Qin Yin took over the bay villa, she once asked me for my opinion on renovation.

I calculated that the bay villa is backed by green hills and faces the sea, which is a good home in terms of feng shui.

Aquatic wood, wood fire, only the five elements lack fire here.

Therefore, Qin Yin built a fireplace for each villa, which not only protected from the cold and dampness, but also created excellent feng shui, and the house was heated for a while.

Seeing the fireplace, I was able to determine the exact location of the house.

The woman who was messing with Han Jie was wearing long fishnet stockings, black pants and high heels, and her upper body clothes were thrown on the ground indiscriminately.

There were beautiful sounds one after another, and I thought that Qin Lan was watching this scene with me, and I couldn't help but feel a little awkward.

But this diary is the only clue, and I can only continue to read it.

When I changed positions, the woman was lying on the couch, and I finally saw her in full view.

Melon seed face, single eyelids, pointed chin, not tall, long neck, left collarbone, there is a cross-like tattoo.

The woman's appearance is exactly the same as the Lin Xiuxiu described by Zhao Guifen!

Zhao Guifen didn't lie, Lin Xiuxiu is real! And the diary I am holding in my hand is what Lin Xiuxiu herself left behind!