"I didn't grow it, it was planted by Mi Lan before. I've been there since I came back from Miyama. Pang Fei puffed on the cigarette in his mouth.

Wen Cun suddenly didn't know what was wrong, and he couldn't control the tears in his eyes.

"You're okay." Pang Fei looked at the man in front of him.

"Can I hold this flower and keep it for it, I think I should know how to raise him. And this is also a relic of Mi Lan's life. Shan Wenchun had a pleading tone.

"It's a relic of Mi Lan's life, so it's a little inappropriate to give him to you." Pang Fei took another puff of his cigarette.

Shan Wenchun seems to be a little lost.

"It's okay to give it to you, but you have to promise me one thing. That is, he must take good care of this flower, but he heard that this flower was given to him by a person before. Pang Fei's eyes were already indifferent.

After saying this, Wen Chun picked up the flower.

The weight of this pot of flowers is nowhere near as light as it seems.

But Shan Wenchun didn't say anything, and walked out slowly holding the flowers, and Pang Fei watched from behind for a long time.

Not long after Shan Wenchun left, Pang Fei cried bitterly in his house. He didn't know why he was crying at this time, he only knew that he wanted to cry at this time.

Shan Wenchun held this pot of flowers and walked step by step, step by step, only feeling that his steps were extremely heavy.

Officer Zhang here suddenly called.

"Officer Zhang, how are things going on over there. Is there something wrong with you and I on the phone at this time. Shan Wenchun looked at the flower in his hand.

"Traces of Zhang Chen's disappearance have been found. On the afternoon of her disappearance, she met a man who was often seen near 9th Street. A voice came over the phone.

"Just Ninety-Nine Street, isn't that the street where Mi Lan fainted that day? How could it be Ninety-Nine Street. Wen Chun thought.

"If you have time over there, can you wait for me to get off first, take you to a place, and you'll know when you get there." Officer Zhang's panicked voice came out.

Wen Chun quickly hung up the phone, thinking about Officer Zhang Muran's words just now. He was sorting through the information in his head, seeing if there was anything missing.

The two men soon came to Ninety-Nine Street.

There are still so few pedestrians on the street, and passers-by are faintly visible.

"You sit down and see if you want to order any soda." Zhang Muran climbed on the water seller's car.

Shan Wenchun was obviously not in the mood, but he still looked at the water in the commissary.

Shan Wenchun's mind was shocked.

He pointed to one of the bottles of water.

"Boss, this bottle...... This bottle of water... How to sell. Shan Wenchun had an unnatural expression, and his eyes looked at the boss.

The boss looked up and put down the newspaper in his hand.

"If you like to take it, it's not expensive. I'll give it to you on such a hot day. Not many people bought this water in the first place, so there were not many bottles when it was purchased. The boss, who was lying in a rocking chair, helped his glasses.

Officer Zhang finished swallowing the water in his mouth.

Shan Wenchun's expression was a little panicked.

Step by step, he approached the past. Seeing the bottle of water in front of him, he picked it up. He seemed to have seen the bottle of water somewhere, and he struggled to remember. Yes, that day, on the table where Mi Lan was sick and hospitalized, a bottle of familiar water appeared again.

Shan Wenchun's eyes lit up, as if he had guessed something. This kind of look is all too familiar to Officer Zhang.

Officer Zhang screwed on the bottle cap and walked towards Shan Wenchun.

"The bottle in your hand ......," Officer Zhang looked at Shan Wenchun a little distractedly.

"I saw it in the hospital where Mi Lan was staying before, and Mi Lan said that the bottle of water when it was was ...... It was Pang Fei who brought it to her. Shan Wenchun was sweating at this time.

Officer Zhang was visibly surprised.

"Officer Zhang, I seem to know something." Shan Wen was about to turn around and walk away.

"You wait for me, what do you think. Is there anything wrong with that bottle of water? Officer Zhang panted and chased.

"Wait for me, don't go so fast." Officer Zhang caught him.

"Maybe we'll have a clue if we find this bottle of water, and we'll be able to find a gap with Miran's death." Shan Wenchun said with a little gasp.

Officer Zhang still didn't understand too much, but he followed Shan Wenchun and started running, always following behind him.

Suddenly, Wen Chun stopped, and time seemed to stand still. I saw sweat on his forehead, dripping down.

He looked around, a look of anxiety in his eyes.

"Officer Zhang, let's have a call with Yu Mo." Shan Wenchun said hesitantly.

Officer Zhang looked at him and was stunned

And you told him............... On Ninety-Nine Street, we found traces related to Miran's death, and I think he should know something. Shan Wenchun said panting while leaning against the wall next to him.

Officer Zhang hesitated for a moment, and the two looked at each other for a long time. He looked around at the road where the two of them had just walked, and turned his head to look at Shan Wenchun. Officer Zhang took out his mobile phone and dialed Yu Mo's number.

"Hey, hello, who's that?" A voice came from the other side of the phone.

Shan Wenchun showed a hint of a smirk.

"Yu Mo, what did we find out about Mi Lan's death here, you come over and lie down first. It's on Ninety-Nine Street........." Officer Zhang looked around.

It was clear that Shan Wenchun had already approached a bar in front.

"Yumo, come on, this bar on Ninety-Nine Street." Officer Zhang hung up the phone after speaking.

There was a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

Yu Mo was at home here, with wine in his hand and looking at the half bottle of water on the table that had been dripping.

He lowered the glass in his hand, and the glow of the glass looked beautiful.

I dressed up and put on my watch, as if I was planning something.

"Clank, Clank........." The clock rang on Ninety-Nine Street. This clock strikes the time here every day, and it's 12 o'clock at noon.

Half of the water is still half drunk.

"Welcome, how many of you are?" The waiter's voice broke the silence.

Officer Zhang looked back and saw Yu Mo.

"I came to them, I don't need anything, thank you." Yu Mo said very gently.

"Come on, please do it." Officer Zhang pointed to the next position.

Shan Wenchun raised his head and looked at Yu Mo in front of him.

The scene is a bit awkward.

"Now that we're all here, let's talk about some of the things that have happened recently. I think the recent case has been chaotic, so let's start with Milan's case. Officer Zhang looked at the two.

"Mi Lan's crime scene, I have seen Officer Song's investigation materials. There was nothing suspicious at the scene, but at the time I found that there was still half a bottle of water on the table. It stands to reason that the half bottle of water should not have been left over from Mi Lan's drinking, because Mi Lan has been unknown since she fainted on the street that day, and it is even more impossible to bring the remaining half bottle of water to the hospital. From the surveillance of Milan's fainting that day, I saw the same brand as the half bottle of water that Mi Lan drank at that time and the half bottle of water left over from the hospital. Officer Zhang looked at the eyes of the two people in front of him.

There was no obvious change in Yu Mo's eyes. And Wen Chun seemed to have something wrong.

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