It was late at night, and Jinjiang International Community was quiet.

The sporadic windows are dotted with the dark night, like opening a pair of eyes in the dark.

Wen Jie parked the car downstairs at Huang Weiwei's house, and the group of three walked towards the opposite building.

Huang Weiwei, who was supported by Yang Shanshan, shrunk slightly in the night breeze, and her back gave people an indescribable sadness and loneliness.

Entering the room, Yang Shanshan helped Huang to sit on the sofa slightly.

Liu Wenjie was alone at the door.

Wen Jie closed the door with his hand, looked around and walked towards the sofa.

Wen Jie came to Huang Weiwei's house for the first time, and as a guest, it was rude to walk around.

So he came to the chaise longue on the couch and prepared to sit down.

"Wen Jie, go pour us some water."

Before Wen Jie's ass was next to the sofa, Yang Shanshan gave the command.

He was slightly stunned, straightened up again, and said, "Okay, that...... Is the kitchen over there? ”

Wen Jie looked left and right and pointed in one direction.

In the direction he pointed, the coffee-colored door was inlaid with a hollow glass frame, and inside the glass frame was a pattern made of fragmented multicolored glass.

The pattern was a bit abstract, and Wen Jie didn't see what it was for a while.

The door was hidden, and a corner of the refrigerator seemed to be seen through the crack in the door.

Generally, kitchens and washrooms mostly use such doors, which are waterproof and moisture-proof.

The bedroom door is relatively thicker, and the solid wood material is embellished with embossed patterns, and the patterns are also simple.

Yang Shanshan glanced at Wen Jie and saw Wen Jie raise his hand to the west side of the living room.

It was the kitchen, she nodded subconsciously.

I was a little puzzled in my heart, Wen Jie guessed quite accurately.

Soon, Wen Jie took two glasses of water from a glass cup and gently placed them on the coffee table.

Huang looked at the coffee table with teary eyes, reached out and picked up a glass of water and drank it.

I've been crying for a long time, and I haven't drunk a sip of water.

The soft water soaked his throat, and the hoarse voice of crying instantly felt more comfortable.

"Thank you, Wen Jie, go to the refrigerator for what you want to drink, you're welcome."

When Yang Shanshan took the cup, she looked at Wen Jie with a bright smile and said.

Wen Jie re-entered the kitchen and came out with a glass of water.

Without the owner's permission, it was better not to open someone's refrigerator, so he also picked up the glass next to the water dispenser and took another cup for himself.

Look at the modern cooking machine in the kitchen, and the robot vacuum in the corner of the kitchen......

It is enough to see the arrogance and ...... of the owner of this house And laziness!

Most of the cooking machines were brand new and didn't seem to have been used much.

Wen Jie returned to the sofa and sat down a short distance between the two women.

Listening to Huang Weiwei and Yang Shanshan, Huang Dongheng's death was related to Bai Mengyao's death.

Bai Mengyao?

Wen Jie was puzzled, he was very unfamiliar with the name.

After he came into contact with the system, he would intentionally or unintentionally browse the police department's website, information bulletins and the like.

In this way, if the task assigned by the system is a case that happened in the past, if he happened to read the information related to it, at least he would not be so busy.

I don't think I've seen this name lately, though.

"Bai Mengyao? The white lawyer you mentioned last time? She's dead too? ”

Yang Shanshan was speechless.

Then he realized that he had said something wrong, and stuck out his little tongue.

As soon as Huang Weiwei heard this, a line of tears rolled down again.

Seeing this, Wen Jie hurriedly asked, "Then how do you know?" ”

He deliberately did not mention the death of the two people, for fear of irritating Huang Weiwei.

Even if they didn't mention it, Huang Weiwei and Yang Shanshan understood what he was referring to.

Huang Weiwei turned sideways from the sofa, picked up the satchel, and pulled out the information bag inside.

"I found this ...... at my brother's house" Huang looked at Yang Shanshan with red eyes and then at Wen Jie.

Both eyes fell on the information bag.

For a while, all kinds of speculations were presented in his mind, Wen Jie was much more rational than the two girls, and he continued to guess for the time being.

Instead, another question came to mind, and he raised his eyes to look at Huang Weiwei.

The tears on Huang Weiwei's face have not been wiped away.

No, it was wiped, and the tears flowed down his cheeks into a series of sinuous tears.

Huang Weiwei's impression of Wen Jie was a little vague, because when she was having a barbecue party in the villa together, she was wearing heavy makeup and looking like she was flying and domineering......

Wen Jie didn't see her clearly, and he didn't dare to stare at her.

It seems that if you stare at her for a while, she will arrogantly ask a sentence that will make you unable to get off the stage:

For example: What to see?

Or: Is it good-looking?

Wen Jie didn't know that the makeup that day was quite "refreshing", because he went to Jia Nan's house that day, and Huang Weiwei wanted to leave a good impression on Jia Nan.

So it's not going to be too exaggerated!

When Huang Weiwei made up smoky makeup, he was like a panda, and his eyes, eye bags, eyelashes, and eyebrows seemed to run together.

Not to mention that you can't see your looks clearly, you can't even see where your eyes are!

At this time, I can see Huang Weiwei's appearance clearly, melon seed face, thin and small lips, and a very straight nose, because I have been crying for a long time, wiping my nose back and forth, and my nose is red......

Wen Jie felt that at this time, Huang Weiwei was real and not pretentious, and he looked better than when he was wearing makeup.

"The kit you found at the scene of the crime, and you didn't hand it over to the police?"

Wen Jie's tone of speech was very gentle, but it sounded oppressive, especially in the last half of the sentence.

If information related to the case is not handed over to the police, this is interference in solving the case.

Wen Jie looked at Huang Weiwei, although she was very arrogant on the surface, she was indeed wise. It's not the type of person who knows the law and breaks the law.

Anyway, in Wenjie's opinion, Huang Weiwei will not avenge his brother and take advantage of the rest of his life.

So why didn't she hand it over to the police?

Yang Shanshan looked at Wen Jie and turned her gaze to Huang Weiwei.

When she heard the information, her attention was on the information, but she didn't think of this layer.

After listening to Wen Jie's words, she realized that there was a problem here.

Huang looked at Yang Shanshan slightly, there was hesitation in his eyes, more of a struggle.

She is thinking about whether Wen Jie is reliable, Yang Shanshan is completely reliable, they have been best friends for so many years, and she knows Shanshan's character best.

Their parents are not in M City, so they naturally have a feeling of dependence on each other, and Huang Weiwei and his brother Huang Dongheng were ......

Now, Huang Weiwei feels that Yang Shanshan is the closest person besides her parents.

Huang looked at Yang Shanshan slightly for a moment, and then glanced at Wen Jie again.

Yang Shanshan understood.

She nodded solemnly and said, "Wen Jie is her own person, so if you have anything, you can say it directly." ”

Huang sighed slightly, pulled a piece of tissue from the tissue box, and wiped his tears.

As if with a lot of determination, she pulled out the thick pile of information from her bag.

Rubbing it in his hand, he said, "Because Jia Nan is involved." ”