The woman looked like she had just cried, but the expression on her face was very calm.

An Xia's first impression when she saw me was that she was obviously much better looking than on TV.

The brown pupils are as transparent as glass, fragile and beautiful, and most importantly, properly maintained, they do not look at all like a woman who is over forty years old.

Even the figure is maintained very well.

A tight-fitting black knitted skirt with a black wool coat should have been deliberately put on makeup, with a little pink lips, but his face was still too pale.

This is a very beautiful woman.

Anxia didn't expect Professor Lin's ex-wife to be so perfect.

"You're Anxia." She smiled, but there was no warmth, as if it was a deliberate curvature.

"You know me?" Anxia pointed to herself, she didn't seem to be famous to this extent.

"Three days ago, his last call was to me, and he mentioned your name." She looked back, since she was with Yuchen, there was no doubt that it was Anxia.

Anxia's pupils shrank when she heard the last call.

What did she come for?

"Master." Yu Chen bowed his head and respectfully called her his wife.

The woman tugged at the corners of her lips: "I'm not a master for a long time, but you, have you entered and exited here without the permission of that group of people?" Aren't you afraid of becoming a suspect yourself? After all, anything is possible in the eyes of that group of police. ”

When she said the last sentence, her tone was rather sarcastic.

Anxia probably learned from her words that she was indeed questioned by the police.

And listening to her tone, she is intentionally or unintentionally dissociating herself from the murder.

"The teacher used to be very face-conscious when he was alive, so I came over to see if something was messed up."

Yuchen's attitude was light, as if he didn't have too much emotion for women, but just maintained respect on his face.

"You don't want to know what I said to him on the last phone call?" Yu Chen kept calm about her words, and didn't ask as soon as she came up, which surprised her.

"You just bought a pair of bracelets at the auction house last month, and it's just because of money." Yu Chen said.

The woman's face was not very good-looking, and she was so pierced in front of her that she didn't even look at An Xia very well.

An Xia probably understood why Yu Chen's attitude was really indifferent from the beginning.

"But I'm curious, what are you here for? The teacher had no savings during his lifetime, and the only property and a house had been awarded to you, and as a teacher, all his things had been seized. ”

Yu Chen looked at the woman, his eyes were as calm as ever, but he could see a faint persecution.

The woman barely kept her cool under such a gaze.

"What do you mean by that, I'm just thinking about his kindness to me before I was alive to pay tribute."

"At such a sensitive and special time?"

The woman was forced to anger by his step-by-step attitude: "Are you doubting me now?"

Yu Chen looked at her fixedly for a few seconds, and then looked away casually: "Of course not, we still have something to do, let's go first." ”

Yu Chen took An Xia's hand and was about to leave, the woman frowned, and stopped him when she passed by: "I'm just here to try my luck today, this thing was left to me by Lao Lin before, I don't know if it's useful or not, he asked me to hand it over to you." ”

The woman pulled out a piece of paper from her bag.

Yuchen opened it, and there was a string of symbols on it, which seemed to be impossible to read no matter which language he used.

An Xia glanced at it: "What is this?" It doesn't look like the language of any other country, and the Morse code doesn't look like this. "It's more like a random symbol.

Yu Chen's fingers tightened, and he looked up at the woman: "When did the teacher give it to you?"

His gaze was faintly urgent, and the brown pupils flashed by the yin owl was captured by the woman, who was forced by the momentum in front of her, and couldn't help but take a step back and grasp the leather bag in her hand.

"Just three days ago, I called him and asked him for money, and he gave this to me, saying that he would give it to you when you returned to China!" Afraid that Yuchen wouldn't believe her, he hurriedly said, "I'm not lying, this is what he wrote, although I don't know what he wrote." ”

As Yu Chen said, she is very dependent on Professor Lin financially, so she will call him whenever she runs out of money.

I didn't feel it at the time, but now that I think about it, it's really not right.

He was unusually silent that day.

It's not that he's not silent, it's just that he can answer two sentences, and he didn't say a word that day, and when he asked her to meet that day, he looked sad, as if he was trapped by something.

The amount of money that was given to her was also more than before.

When he asked her to hand over this piece of paper to Yu Chen, she was still a little puzzled, she and Yu Chen had not seen each other once in eight hundred years, and she and I knew that Yu Chen and Yan Yu looked down on her, how could they have the opportunity to meet.

She wanted to ask a few more questions, but he had already gone back under the pretext that he was too tired from researching.

"Looking back now, it's as if he knew what was going to happen." She muttered to herself.

Yu Chen held the paper in his hand, and the force almost tore the paper apart.

A hand was placed on the back of his hand and fell softly, relieving the pain in his heart.

Anxia took his hand and intersected his fingers instead.

Yu Chen calmed down a lot all of a sudden.

"Thank you, Master, these things are very useful to me."

The woman smiled, "Just think it's the last thing I can do for him." ”

In the car.

Yu Chen was on the steering wheel, and the place they were going to now was Jiang Lao's house.

"Aren't we going to look for someone?" An Xia asked in surprise when she saw Yu Chen driving to a completely different place.

"I have one thing to confirm now." His hands gripping the steering wheel tightened.

Anxia keenly guessed something: "Is it related to those symbols?"

Yu Chen pursed his lips and nodded.

"I saw it somewhere." This time I went there to confirm my conjecture.

Drove to the outside of Jiang Lao's house.

Because Yu Chen and An Xia had Jiang Lao's permission, they entered the mansion directly.

The housekeeper's eyes lit up when he saw Yu Chen: "Mr. Yu, is there any progress in finding things?" ”

Yu Chen: "I'm still looking for it, didn't I come today for this matter, is Jiang Lao here?" ”

"Yes, this will be in the backyard, you will probably wait a while, I'll go and report first."

Yu Chen's jaw is bowed.

Before leaving, the butler ordered a pot of freshly brewed tea and a plate of pastries.

The first time she tasted it, Anxia couldn't help but eat an extra piece, but she didn't expect the housekeeper to notice it, and this time she brought the pastry.

Yuchen drank tea.

Anxia had nothing to do, and after eating two pieces, she felt that the pastry in her mouth was sweet and greasy, and a little bitter.

Yu Chen looked at her frowning expression and poured her a cup of tea.

"Drink some tea."

An Xia put it to his mouth, blew it, and took a sip carefully, the slightly bitter taste instantly washed away the sweetness, and the tea was very strong, and it didn't taste astringent, so he immediately drank a few more sips.

"Is it good?"

An Xia nodded: "It feels even better than the tea I drank before." ”

As soon as Yuchen wanted to speak, the housekeeper came.

"Mr. Yu, the master asked you to go to the backyard."

I've been here a few times, and I don't need a housekeeper to lead the way, so Yuchen took An Xia to the backyard with a familiar way.

When they arrived, the old man was sleeping on a chaise longue, leisurely reading a book.

Seeing them coming, several young people stood up and greeted Yuchen.

"Mr. Yu."

It looks like a man in his twenties and years old is the most conspicuous, wearing a dark blue suit, dressed quite formally, his facial features are like putting down the fresh flesh face that girls like, and he speaks with a little tenderness, but there is no superfluous expression on his face.

The other two were also wearing suits, one of them did not have a good face, his eyes were blue, his lips were white, and he coughed twice from time to time, making people wonder if he was going to fall down in the next second.

The other one was extraordinarily cheerful, with cool blond hair and exquisite facial features, and when An Xia's gaze swept over, he grinned toothily, and his single eyelid almost narrowed into a slit.

"Grandpa, if it's okay, we'll go first."

Jiang Lao turned a page of the book and didn't give these people a straight look.

Several people seemed to have long been accustomed to Jiang Lao's attitude, and they bowed and left.

After they left, Jiang Lao closed the book.

"What's the matter with me?"

Yu Chen's expression was normal: "Old Jiang, I want to know if the silk book is still here with you?" ”

"I didn't study it last time, and I still put it in the lab." Jiang Laoyi raised his eyebrows, "What, have you found a new clue?" ”

"Do you know anything about my teacher?"

"Yes." In the past few days, there has been a lot of uproar, news, newspapers, and the Internet, and the heat is constant, not to mention that he is still the first batch of people to know about it in his identity.

"Could it be that this matter has something to do with Lin Lao's death?" Jiang Lao pondered for a moment and looked at Yu Chen, with his understanding of Yu Chen, he knew that he would not mention this matter for no reason, and there must be some connection in it to have this possibility.

"I'm here to make sure there's a connection between the two."

Jiang Lao sat up slowly, his eyes solemn.

"It's just here, and no one has ever come in without my permission."

Jiang Lao pointed to the porcelain in front of him and said.

Anxia looked around and found that the laboratories were all the same, except for the things on the shelves.

Qinglong carved blue and white porcelain, Jianshu, stepping horse Feiyan and the legendary bronze statue of the human face, looking at these expensive antiques An Xia swallowed his saliva.

She dares to say that even when she worked at the museum before, it was not as rich as the collection here.

And each lot is not less than 10 million.

This is equivalent to another higher-grade museum, and there are even many antiques that even the state wants to collect but does not have.

She is no longer the shallow girl she used to buy, and she can tell a thing or two about the value of these things at a glance.