Meng Hui looked at the tortured old man in front of him in surprise, the deep wrinkles on his face were not entirely the ravages of the years, but also the torture of the soul, like a lingering thick fog that always lingered in his heart.

Zhou Nansang committed suicide, and the whole world was shocked. As fans at the time, we were still very sad to be honest. Dahong and I also tried to get involved in the case, but of course we were rejected because of geographical issues. Huang Weiguo's tone was still very sad, "Old Yu ...... Lao Yu had no clue at all. ”

After Zhou Nansang's death, he was too old to go to work, and he should still brag and joke with others, which was much easier than Li Dahong and Huang Weiguo, two diehard fans. Time passes day by day, and the death of the idol goddess has also become a meteor across the sky, occasionally thinking about it will sigh and sigh, but it will not be remembered forever.

Zhou Nansang's death was initially regarded as a murder case, and many things in the family were kept as evidence in the Pingbei City Bureau, and they were not returned until it was determined that it was a suicide case. Two years later, Li Dahong and Huang Weiguo inadvertently had the opportunity to go to the city bureau and asked to see these relics.

"As a result, we saw a very strange letter in a pile of letters. Half of it was burned, and it should have been done by Zhou Nansang in anger. The handwriting left behind, I am very familiar with Dahong, it is Lao Yu's words. ”

The content that has not been burned makes people feel chills when they see it. It expresses a deformed and desperate love and longing, and keeps claiming that if she can't get Zhou Nansang, she will destroy everyone around her.

"The city bureau didn't take this letter to heart, on the grounds that celebrities have such fanatical fans, these people generally don't take actual action, and the case has been characterized as suicide, and there is no reason to check an inexplicable anonymous letter."

Huang Weiguo slowly breathed a sigh of relief and said heavily: "But Dahong and I know that this letter was sent by Lao Yu, and he must have sent more than this one." Since most of this letter was also burned, we didn't know what else was left, so we planned to go back and question Lao Yu. ”

Until the two have received tangible evidence, they cannot convince the people of the city bureau that the case of two years ago needs to be reopened. After returning to Guning District, they quickly approached Lao Yu's home and asked him if he had ever written a threatening letter to threaten Zhou Nansang and whether he had done anything more radical.

"Lao Yu has always denied it, but Dahong and I have been a policeman for so many years, his eyes, expression, tone, and every high-flying action show that he will definitely not be innocent!"

Huang Weiguo and Li Dahong couldn't ask why, so they could only leave his house in a huff.

"I was in a panic at the time, and I always felt that Zhou Nansang's death had something to do with me and Dahong. After a quarrel with Lao Yu, who didn't admit his account and was proud, he was really angry in his heart. When I met Lao Yu's wife on the road, I rushed up to tell her despite Dahong's obstruction......"

Huang Weiguo told Lao Yu's wife about the suspicion and analysis of the whole matter, and asked her to go back and persuade Lao Yu to tell the truth.

As a result, you know, it didn't take long for him to kill his wife, claiming to be in a bad mood. But according to my opinion, it may be that his wife has turned up some evidence at home. ”

Li Dahong listened to him sullenly, and scolded softly: "The old immortal ......" I don't know if he is talking about himself, Huang Weiguo, or Lao Yu who is still alive.

Seeing that they still hadn't been able to get out of the guilt of the two things, Meng Hui was also quite emotional. The two of them were guilty of giving the information to Lao Yu, and they were guilty of telling his wife the whole thing impulsively. Huang Weiguo, in particular, looks obviously much older than Li Dahong.

"Uncle Huang, Uncle Li, if you are willing, can you testify in this matter? The statute of limitations has passed, and there is no way to prosecute, but Zhou Nansang's family still wants to know the truth. ”

Li Dahong nodded indifferently: "You remember my phone number, and I will testify if I am not dead." ”

Huang Weiguo hesitated for a while before he said, "Okay, it's going to be buried anyway......"

After receiving the assurance of the two and saving their phone numbers, Meng Hui's heart fell to the ground completely. She is now praying that Lao Yu will live well for a while, and wait until everyone knows his crimes, knows that he is the wicked person who killed Zhou Nansang, and then dies with infamy.

The Eternal Goddess sounds incomparably beautiful, but who wants to be an eternal beauty in people's hearts in this way, instead of living to **ten or even a hundred and becoming an immortal myth?

It was just eight o'clock when Meng Hui left the family home, and she was strolling to a nearby breakfast shop when she dialed Li Qiao's phone.

"Hey, Xiao Ming. I was about to call you, but I found the file of Sangsang's police call back then. Twenty-six years ago, she did go to a police station in Pingbei to say that someone was following, and the suspicious people found at that time had alibis, and Sangsang did not have an accident, and then it was gone. ”

Meng Hui sighed, and the secret path was indeed so. "I also found the old cadres who knew Lao Yu back then, and they all suspected Lao Yu." Meng Hui told Li Qiao what had just happened, and heard that there was silence for a long time, and then continued to talk after a while.

Li Qiao said in a deep voice: "In this case, I will tell Yun Shu and his family about this matter as soon as possible, and at noon today, I will find them out for a meal." Are you free to come back? ”

"I'm sorry Dean Li, I still have to go to filming in the afternoon, and I can't come back today. Can I join us the next time I meet with the two veteran cadres? ”

"Of course you can, you are helping with this matter, and the two of them will definitely want to thank them in person if they know about it." Li Qiao was in a heavy mood, didn't talk to her anymore, asked her to keep in touch, and soon hung up the phone.

Meng Hui ate a bowl of light and delicious noodles, and walked down the deserted street in the early morning, unlike the central area of the city, where there are busy people from morning to night.

It is not far from the scenic spot, and you can even see the sharp corners of some buildings in the scenic spot, Meng Hui thought that he had not met the actors of the crew, so he simply went over early to see if he could communicate with the actors in advance and be familiar with it.

People came and went in the scenic spot, and many crew members were trotting, and when they saw her coming, Director Liu, who was guiding the actors on the side, was a little surprised: "Come so early?" I said you should rest until the afternoon. He said this, with a visibly satisfied expression on his face.

Meng Hui said with a smile: "If you want to come and learn first, so as not to embarrass the director when you get it." ”

Director Liu laughed, waved his hand and said, "Then let's go, you're lucky, you're just about to start filming Teacher He's play, you have to learn!" ”