"Miss Inyin, Mr. Qin wants you to come over."

"Hmm" Gu Yinyin was wiping the crumbs of the butterfly cake on his lips, and looked at the maid casually.

"Mr. Qin?" Shu Ran put on his coat and frowned slightly, "Didn't you tell him that we were going out?" ”

"Mr. Qin is worried about Miss, so before going out, ask Miss to come over and give a few words."

The maid hung her head, and Shu Ran suddenly noticed the appearance of this woman for some reason, her facial features seemed to be very delicate, and her skin was very fair.

"Sister Shu, then you just wait for me." Gu Yin said with a strange disdain, "Ah Yuan, he is like this sometimes, he is too worried." ”

"Okay, then you have to go and come back quickly," Shu Ran smiled and laughed, "Don't forget my sister who has been waiting for you as soon as you see Lang Jun." ”

"Got it, Sister Shu!"

Gu Yinyin stood up with a smile and put on his coat.

"Miss Ininn, please come here."

"Wait until I get back."

She winked at Shu Ran and followed the maid all the way out the door.

Shu Ran watched her turn out of the door, and her back disappeared from sight. She stood there with her arms folded for a long time, and she always had a question.

Regarding the relationship between Gu Yinyin and Qin Muyuan, she was very strange, as a bystander, why she never felt that there was love between the two of them.

Especially Gu Yinyin's treatment of Qin Muyuan, or rather, what they show is inseparable from each other, is it really love?

After a while, she retracted her thoughts, and felt that it seemed very funny for her to think about it.

Maybe they don't understand it themselves, but how can others understand it.

The maid took Gu Yinyin out of the villa and shuttled through the manor.

Because of the relationship between eating the butterfly cake just now, Gu Yinyin seemed to be unusually happy, and hummed softly all the way.

"Miss Ininn, over here."

The maid turned into another path.

After walking for a while, I didn't see it, and Gu Yin was a little strange.

"Where is he, how did he go so far."

Gu Yinyin muttered, but still followed her.

"It's just ahead, bear with me a little longer."

"Okay." Gu Yinyin was a little helpless.

As they crossed the flower fields to a clearing, she saw the manor's border wall, and she realized something was wrong.

"Wait, where are you taking me?"

“”

The maid suddenly stopped and turned to face her.

"I'm going to take you back."

She slowly lifted her face and took off her wig.

In this way, the woman becomes a man—a man with elaborate face makeup.

Gu Yinyin stepped back in shock.

"Because of this, it's time to go back with me."

He covered her mouth with one hand and walked behind a large tree.

He hugged her from behind, the warm breath brushed in her ears, and then his hands began to roam over her, Gu Yinyin's face was a little stiff, but she didn't move, and she didn't refuse.

"You, why are you here?"

"I've been waiting for you to come back," his soft, ghostly voice echoed in her ears, "I'll take you back, it's not a way for you to be imprisoned like this by them." ”

"Ah Yuan, he didn't imprison me."

"Ah Yuan?" He couldn't help frowning when he heard this affectionate title, and his tone suddenly became cold, "Go back with me now." ”

"But I can't just go back with you."

"Can't?"

The man seemed stunned, stunned to hear the rejection from her mouth.

"At least let me talk to Ah Yuan."

"If you don't want that woman to die, go back with me now."

His threatening words wrapped around her heart like a viper.

"Me"

"To go or not to go, it's up to you."

"I'll be waiting for you outside that side door."

The old man stood there, quietly watching the two of them.

"You two, who are they?"

The old man in front of him was so weak that he had completely deviated from their previous imagination of the owner of the house, who might be a criminal.

Because of the old man's emaciation and weakness, Deng Ming instantly let down his guard.

"Hello, we are"

"Ah Ming."

Xing Yi spoke up and stopped Deng Ming's words. The hint was that he should not let his guard down easily, because no one could tell whether what the old man said was a lie or not until he was thoroughly familiar with the place.

"We're looking for someone"

His face was calm, and he secretly put one hand on the gun pouch on his waist, and walked towards the old man.

"I don't know who you're looking for." The old man spoke again, looking at them with wary eyes, and staggered back to the door.

"We're looking for the residents here." Xing Yi stopped his steps five meters away from him, "The owner of this house, Mao Senquan." ”

This name is the name registered on the household information sent by Yang Yi just now. It should be the current owner of this house.

The old man looked at the two of them and was slightly stunned, and hesitated to agree.

"I'm Mao Senquan."

"You?" Deng Ming raised his eyebrows and looked at the short, thin and shriveled old man.

Is he the murderer? No way. Such an old man, even Yu Meng can be knocked down in one fell swoop, let alone be able to deal with Qiao Qianwen.

Xing Yi secretly took in everything around him, and his mind was quickly comparing everything Gu Yinyin had described during the hypnosis.

The place should be right, this is it. And this old man should not be the person they are looking for, the old man looks almost old, even if he is ten years younger before, he is still an old man of fifty or sixty years old, and it can never be the young "uncle" described by Gu Yinyin.

"You've always lived here?" He asked again.

"This is my home, and of course I've always lived there." The old man expressed dissatisfaction with his question.

"We are police. Check out the information here. ”

In order to facilitate the next questioning, Xing Yi revealed his identity.

"Policeman," said the old man, rubbing his hands together, "what are you here to investigate?" ”

"Are you alone in the house?"

He motioned for Deng Ming to take out a voice recorder and notebook.

After talking for a long time, there was no movement in the house, and only birdsong was left in the whole yard.

"That's it, I'm alone." The old man's face was full of puzzlement.

"Well, we suspect that the people who used to live here were involved in several homicides." Xing Yi then explained, "So you think about it and tell us the truth." ”

"Homicide"

The old man's eyes widened suddenly, and a cold sweat broke out on his head.

"What's wrong with you?" He noticed something unusual about the old man.

"I have a son," the old man muttered as he looked at him in a daze.

"You guys, come in with me."

The old man glanced at the two of them and staggered into the house.

"I have a son who lived here with me for the last few years."

"This property was passed on to my father by my grandfather, and then to me"

The old man went into the house and turned on the light, and kept muttering.

It was pitch black in the house, and it was only after turning on the only overhead light in the house that they knew where the musty smell was coming from.

Wherever the room was free, it was filled with clothes and shoes in black bags, and a suffocating musty smell emanated from the filthy wardrobes.

But I didn't expect that in such a magnificent house, there would be such a dirty "heart".

Typical bachelor old man. Such a man, with a son? What kind of woman would marry him without opening her eyes?

Xing Yi frowned and put his hand under his nose to temporarily hide such an unpleasant smell.

"You just said that a few years ago, you mean, your son has moved away?" Deng Ming walked around the house unabashedly to communicate, as if he didn't notice the strange smell around him. Thanks to his rhinitis.

"Hmm." The old man nodded slightly, took two black plastic bags from the sofa, and finally made room for the two of them to sit down.

"Ugh"

Deng Ming looked at Xing Yi hesitantly, and saw Xing Yi sitting down indifferently, so he carefully avoided the mountains of stinky clothes piled up on the other side of the sofa and sat on the other side.

"He moved out a few years ago, and I don't know where he has gone all these years, and I haven't heard from him at all." The old man sat down on the rattan chair opposite them tremblingly, helpless and resolute, "I don't want such an unfilial son." ”

"Let's talk about it first," Xing Yi glanced at the information sent by Yang Yi on his phone, "Why do you think that your son, Mao Yige, is related to the murder case we are talking about?" ”

Xing Yi raised his eyes and looked at the old man.

The old man looked at him stunned, and suddenly fell silent.

"Mr. Mao, do you have anything unspeakable?" Xing Yi looked at his expression.

He looked a little embarrassed, as if he was thinking about something.

"It's hard to say, it's nothing to hide, it's hard to say it, it's just that I didn't think about where to say it." The old man suddenly sat up, looked at the two of them and said, "Actually, this kid has always had a problem. ”

"Questions?" Deng Ming repeated it again in confusion.

"He has been very withdrawn since he was born." The old man continued.

"It's not a big deal to be withdrawn, and it's not likely to cause him to kill." Xing Yi said lightly.

"It's really not a big problem to be withdrawn." The old man paused, and then said, "What I want to say is the reason for his withdrawn personality."

"What the reason." Deng Ming took the recorder and stepped forward a little more.

"That kid, there's no gender." The old man suddenly lowered his voice.

"What?" Deng Ming raised his eyebrows slightly and asked again.

"Oh, that's it" The old man was suddenly a little embarrassed, and it was difficult to say for a while, so he held his hand and gestured for a long time.

"What do you mean," Xing Yi said suddenly in a calm voice,

"Your son Mao Yige, he is a natural eunuch."

"Eunuch" the old man nodded as if he didn't understand, "That's what it means anyway, right?" ”

Born a eunuch, he will be criticized since he was a child, and with such a withdrawn personality and such a disability, it is reasonable to follow the extreme path.

"So your son, has he ever abused animals?"

Deng Ming placed the recorder on the table and began the regular process.

"Yes, I saw him hit the neighbor's dog, and I taught him a lesson."

"So you always knew your son's propensity to kill?"

"I know a little, but I don't know he's going to kill someone." The old man frowned helplessly.

"Do you know where he lives now?"

"I don't know, but when this kid left, he took the gold and silver jewelry left by the elders in the family, and if he changed the money, he should be able to live in a good house."

"So, does your son have he?"

Deng Ming was about to continue asking, but was interrupted by Xing Yi.

"That's pretty much it." He reached out and covered the notebook in Deng Ming's hand, "Thank you for your cooperation." ”

The old man was slightly stunned, and only then did he react.

"Okay."

Although Deng Ming didn't know why, he still put away the book and followed behind him.

The old man slowly got up from his chair and carried the two of them to the door.

"Two officers, I have a reluctant request."

The old man wrinkled his wrinkled face.

"If you find his place, be sure to let me know."

The old man's face was full of worry.

Even if the son is unfilial, he will be selflessly loved by his parents.

"Then you have a good rest first, and I will inform you as soon as I find someone."

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