In the reception room of the prison, Bai Xiaohan met Hao Rui's mother, a woman who had been sentenced to prison two months earlier on suspicion of intentional injury.

Seeing Bai Xiaohan, a look of disgust appeared on the woman's originally dead face, "Officer Bai, thanks to you, I have been imprisoned, what else do you want to ask?" ”

Bai Xiaohan smiled as usual: "Ms. Wang, I need to know something about Haorui. ”

Hearing this name, her fingers trembled slightly, and she asked with a stiff face, "Hao Rui, he... Is there a whereabouts? ”

"As Hao Rui's closest relative, I think you have the right to know the truth," Bai Xiaohan said in a deep voice, "Half a month ago, Hao Rui was sent to Xin'an Hospital, and died after rescue efforts. ”

There was a dead silence in the room, and the woman stared at Bai Xiaohan in amazement, as if she didn't want to believe her ears. After a while, her tears fell, desperately holding back her crying, choking: "Hao Rui... My child..."

At this moment, Bai Xiaohan could only choose to be silent. In the face of such bad news, people are usually shocked and questioned, and it is not until they accept the cruel reality in front of them that they feel the surging grief.

And Haorui's mother's reaction was very real, dispelling Bai Xiaohan's previous suspicions about her and her husband.

However, the cause of Hao Rui's death is still very strange. The woman's emotions could not calm down for the time being, and Bai Xiaohan got up and prepared to leave.

The moment she opened the door, the woman behind her suddenly stopped her: "Officer Bai, Haorui's corpse..." ”

"Murderer?" A faint surprise appeared on Bai Xiaohan's face, "I didn't tell you that Hao Rui died by him just now, do you know something?" ”

The woman was stunned for a moment, her brows were tightly knit in pain, tears kept pouring out of her eyes, and she muttered in her mouth: "Hao Rui... My poor child..."

Bai Xiaohan shook his head helplessly, knowing that he couldn't ask anything from this woman's mouth at the moment, so he was ready to go back and make plans again.

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Han Dongzhi staggered to the front of the house, groping for the key in his pocket.

The door next door was suddenly pushed open with a "squeak", and the man with the scar on his forehead walked out slowly from inside, stopped in front of Han Dongzhi, and stared at him without saying a word.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little late, didn't I make a noise for you?" Han Dongzhi asked with a wry smile.

The man was still staring at him expressionlessly, his features as if carved into a stone slab. Han Dongzhi was stared at by him so much that his heart was a little hairy, and the wine dissipated in an instant, and he became a lot more sober.

"Mr. Cheng?" He stretched out five fingers and shook them in front of the man, who suddenly snorted coldly and silently looked away.

Seeing that he never ignored himself, no matter how good Han Dongzhi's patience was, it would be exhausted. So he ignored the strange man, and opened the door and walked in.

Lighting the light in the room, Han Dongzhi breathed a sigh of relief and felt a lot more at ease. He took out his mobile phone and studied the video sent by Qin Mo again, and his face showed a somewhat playful look.

About ten minutes later, he suddenly jumped up from the couch, patted his head, and said in annoyance, "I forgot to pull the key off!" ”

After Han Dongzhi slammed the door open, the expression on his face froze. The strange man was still standing motionless outside his house, keeping his hands behind his back.

"You... What do you want? Han Dongzhi's teeth made a trembling sound, and he guessed that the man should have hidden a sharp kitchen knife behind him at this time.

And he is the target of his killing.

However, there was no scene imagined by Han Dongzhi, the man stretched out a hand behind his back and pointed to the key hanging on the door, as if to kindly remind him to take the key back.

Han Dongzhi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his tense nerves eased slightly, and after saying "thank you" gratefully, he quickly removed the key and closed the door.

Through the door, Han Dongzhi looked out of the cat's eyes nervously, and the man finally walked back to his room and closed the door with a "bang".

"This uncle is really scary..."Han Dongzhi said with palpitations, "Looking at that posture, it can't be any special background, right?" ”

Before he stopped for a while, the doorbell in Han Dongzhi's room rang, and his nerves immediately began to tense again, "It's so late, who is it?" ”

"Sorry to interrupt, I'm Aunt Yuan." There was a familiar voice outside the door.

Han Dongzhi still confirmed that it was the landlord from Maoyan before opening the door: "Aunt Yuan, why didn't you tell me in advance when you came over, is there something urgent about it so late?" ”

A woman in her early fifties, although the corners of her eyes and forehead are wrinkled, she is still radiant, wearing unobtrusive lipstick, and her eyebrows are carefully groomed. The body is plump, but it does not look old at all.

"Xiao Han, have the children of your relatives come to live with you recently?" Her eyes reached into the room, searching around.

Han Dongzhi turned sideways and let the landlord into the house, explaining: "He's not my relative's child, he is..." ”

Aunt Yuan's eyes turned around on Han Dongzhi's face, and she said with a smile: "I really don't understand you young people, this single young man who hasn't found a partner can still help his friends watch the children." ”

Han Dongzhi scratched his head: "It's just a matter of a few days, and it's not difficult." ”

Aunt Yuan didn't find any other figures, so she asked, "Did the child send it back?" ”

Han Dongzhi nodded slightly: "Send it, send it back." ”

"That's good," Aunt Yuan glanced at him with satisfaction, "The property has complained to me, saying that the neighbors downstairs always hear the sound of children running at night." ”

"The sound of a child running?" Han Dongzhi's eyes widened in surprise, "When did you say that?" ”

"The night before yesterday, and last night." Aunt Yuan replied with great certainty.

Hao Rui has been missing for three whole days, and for these three nights, Han Dongzhi has clearly stayed in his home. So the question is, why didn't he hear the sound that disturbed his neighbor downstairs?

"Xiao Han, since the matter is settled, then I'll go back quickly." Aunt Yuan looked at the watch on her wrist and got up to leave.

Her eyes swept over the boxes of instant noodles piled up on the dining table, and she asked with some concern, "Do you usually eat these?" ”

Han Dongzhi replied with a smile: "Sometimes when the inspiration for writing a book comes, I don't care about thinking about what to eat. ”

"You kid, you should find a girl to take care of you," Aunt Yuan seemed to suddenly remember something, and her face brightened, "I have a niece who happened to ask me to help her find a partner, I think Xiao Han is very good." ”