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Tao Xiaoyu casually sandwiched the envelope in the music textbook, then she was sandwiched in Huo Yingying's book, when she found out that the textbook was Huo Yingying's textbook, so she returned the music textbook with the envelope to Huo Yingying, in this way, it is possible that Huo Yingying found the envelope in the textbook, and then opened it, found the content inside, and knew some things we didn't know, and these contents were the key to the murderer killing the two of them.

And if she guessed correctly, Huo Yingying may have only recently seen the envelope, so she found the real murderer, when she told Ling Fan to wait a few days to join the vocal club, and then the sky had become clear, perhaps it was a metaphor that she would soon be able to find out the murderer, and the murderer felt threatened, so he killed her.

But if this is the case, then what about the envelope was found and taken away by the murderer This is terrible, Ling Fan just felt that he had found a bright direction to clear the fog, but in an instant, this direction was blocked again, and the dense fog poured out again, making him unable to distinguish the direction.

At this time, Ling Fan's mobile phone rang, and the number on it showed Mo Qiu's number, and after connecting, Mo Qiu anxiously asked Ling Fan where he took Zheng Xiulan, and Ling Fan angrily told Mo Qiu that he took Zheng Xiulan to the girls' dormitory to find an important physical evidence, and immediately went back to the hospital.

As soon as she heard that she was going back to the hospital, Zheng Xiulan suddenly jumped to Yi'er's side, hugged Yi'er tightly, and said coquettishly: "Don't go back to the hospital if you don't want me, the smell there is too bad, and I always have nightmares there, I want to sleep with Yi'er, Yi'er can protect me" said, she hugged Yi'er harder.

Yi'er was a little embarrassed by what Zheng Xiulan said, and her little face turned red again.

Ling Fan shrugged helplessly, and said with a smile: "I really can't do anything about you girls, but you two must be careful, if you don't have a special need, don't go out no matter what calls you receive at night, you two have to stay together all the time, you know?"

"Is that so serious," Zheng Xiulan pouted.

Ling Fan raised his finger and warned the two of them: "If you don't listen to me, maybe the corpse I will examine next moment will be one of the two of you, I don't want to see anyone killed again."

Yi'er looked at Ling Fan, looked at him carefully, and suddenly smiled: "It turns out that you are quite handsome when you are serious, okay, we promise you." When she said this, her big eyes flashed like stars in the sky.

If he looked at it any further, Ling Fan really felt that he would be deeply sunken by these big bright eyes, so he hurriedly turned around, said goodnight to the two of them and closed the door for them, and then was pushed out of the corridor by the dormitory manager, and at the same time called Mo Qiu and asked her to wait for her at the gate of Xingcheng High School.

The night was dark, the shadows of the speckled branches were reflected on the ground, Ling Fan walked through the corridor with his mobile phone, suddenly he stopped, looked back, for some reason, he always felt that a pair of eyes were staring at him, and this time he really felt that it was not an illusion, but a real pair of eyes hiding in the dark to peep at him.

But when he looked back, the feeling of being stared at disappeared immediately, is it really my hallucination Ling Fan shook his head and ran towards the school gate, where a motorcycle full of metallic luster was parked, and Mo Qiu's petite figure was leaning on the side of the motorcycle, looking at her phone with her head down, and the blue light showed a gentle look on her petite face.

If she wasn't so stinky, maybe she was a pretty likable girl, Ling Fan looked at Mo Qiu with a gentle smile on her face, maybe she was also a girl with a story.

"Hey, I'm sorry to let you pick me up so late." Ling Fan saw Mo Qiu put away his mobile phone, hurriedly walked out of the darkness, and showed her a smile that was not worth his life.

The moment she saw Ling Fan, Mo Qiu was stunned for a moment, a vague figure appeared in front of her eyes, a boy who had also said this to herself, with the same smile, and in an instant, two lines of tears flowed down Mo Qiu's beautiful cheeks.

The most unbearable thing for Ling Fan is that the girl is crying, as soon as the girl cries, he is a little at a loss, he panicked for a while, bent his finger and pointed at himself and said: "Did I say something wrong?"

But before Ling Fan could react, a helmet was already on his body, and Mo Qiu pulled him

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Stepping into the car, there was the roar of the engine, and with a whoosh, the motorcycle rushed forward almost at a wild speed, and the wind cracked on the helmet.

"Hold me tight" Mo Qiu almost gave Ling Fan an order that could not be disobeyed.

Ling Fan was slapped for no reason, but the strange thing was that he couldn't feel his anger, maybe he was moved after seeing the tenderness when Mo Qiu pressed the phone, maybe his heart couldn't help but move sideways after seeing the two tear stains on Mo Qiu's beautiful cheeks, but no matter what, at this time, Ling Fan had already hugged Mo Qiu tightly, it wasn't that he took the opportunity to eat tofu, but the speed was too fast, so fast that as soon as he let go, the whole person might be blown down by the wind.

However, what made Ling Fan strange was that why there was no traffic police to stop her when a motorcycle ran at such a speed, this question began to haunt his mind since Ling Fan came to Nanyang City, but he never got an accurate explanation, just when Ling Fan was still puzzled by this, the motorcycle stopped after an emergency brake sound.

"Hey, why do you have to work so hard every time, are you so uncaring for your life" As soon as the motorcycle stopped, Ling Fan jumped out of the car for the first time, as if fleeing from something terrible, "Can't you learn to be gentle?"

"Gentle and warm your size" Mo Qiu's beautiful face immediately flushed with anger, grabbed the helmet and threw it at Ling Fan, fortunately, Ling Fan usually underwent Tianyu's strict training, and his reaction speed was still quite good, I saw him turn to one side, and reached out to catch the helmet thrown by Mo Qiu, and at this time, Li Ju came out of the room, Mo Qiu saw his father come out, snorted coldly at Ling Fan, and then turned around and ran towards his bedroom.

Li Ju looked at the back of his daughter leaving and let out a long sigh, he smiled at Ling Fan and said, "Don't mind, she wasn't like this originally, if it weren't for that incident, she might be the most gentle girl in the world, okay, let's go inside, you're tired enough today." Then Li Ju turned around and entered the house, Ling Fan thought to himself what kind of things Mo Qiu had experienced, and followed Li Ju back to the living room while thinking.

When he sat on the sofa, he found that there was a photo album on the coffee table in front of him, perhaps due to curiosity, Ling Fan picked up the album and flipped it up, only to see that the album was a photo of Mo Qiu and another man, Mo Qiu on it did not have the fierce color at this time, his face was happy and sweet, and the man was also handsome, holding Mo Qiu beside him tightly.

"He is Mo Qiu's boyfriend, and he is also the new newcomer Wang of the First Criminal Investigation Department of Nanyang City, he was originally a newcomer with strong ability, but he died in the line of duty in a case, since then Qiuqiu has been like a different person, taciturn, and her personality has become rough, until now she still has not recovered from her grief, so everyone here tries their best to protect her, for fear that she will not be able to think about it, so I hope Brother Ling, you don't blame Qiuqiu, you have to bear with her more." When Li Ju saw Ling Fan staring at the photo, he explained to him.

I didn't expect her to have such a painful experience, originally she was so similar to herself, she lost her most beloved person, but he lost her most beloved brother, and also lost the most important person in her life, for a while, Ling Fan actually had a feeling of sympathy for Mo Qiu.

"Don't talk about this, are there any new discoveries today?" said Li Ju, diverting the topic away from the photo album.

Ling Fan closed the album and said: "Bureau Li, there are a lot of discoveries today, but they are all small things, if you really want to solve the red rope murder case in Xingcheng High School, you must find out Huang Juan's death five years ago, I think Huang Juan's death is the top priority of the whole case, if the cause of Huang Juan's death is investigated, then this case will be clear." ”

"Well, I will send someone to investigate Huang Juan's situation and give you her information tomorrow." Li Ju took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it, took a deep breath, then looked at Ling Fan's somewhat tired eyes, and said with a smile: "Ling Fan, you go back to the bedroom and have a good rest, if you are tired, the old party will not look for me to fight hard." ”

Just as the clock on the wall sounded at zero o'clock at this time, a wave of fatigue hit Ling Fan, he stretched his arm high, twisted his neck that was a little stiff and sore, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Bureau Li, I won't fall down until this case is clarified, by the way, Bureau Li, I also want you to help me investigate the detailed file records of the fire in the vocal room of Xingcheng High School twenty years ago, I want to know what happened there twenty years ago, I feel that the case of twenty years is not an ordinary fire, And it could be a premeditated murder."

With a snap, the cigarette fell from between Li Ju's fingers, and his sharp eyes stared at Ling Fan tightly, but Ling Fan smiled at him and walked towards his bedroom. 00 collected and organized, the copyright belongs to the author or publisher.