"Fanfan, can't you afford it?" Li Yifan's mother walked into the room, called her son who was still sleeping softly, and watched him move a little before opening the curtains.

"You didn't sleep at night or whatever, it looks like you're going to sleep until the afternoon." The peaceful sunlight in winter shone through the window into Li Yifan's room, which was a little dazzling, and he vaguely heard what his mother said.

"Mmmm......" Li Yifan curled his body, he thought about it very much, and the consciousness of his brain was clear, but his body was so tired that he couldn't move.

"I'll heat up the food for you, you hurry up." In the end, the mother left such a sentence and went out, without urging her son again.

From the bottom of her heart, Li Yifan's mother still feels very sorry for her son, but every time the family is together, she has to talk about his son whose character is not likable at all, and she hopes that he can change his personality.

In this way, she is less worried, and she can listen to less ugly words, she knows best how sensible her son is now, but the serious injuries of others still make her feel uncomfortable, because those words are not groundless, she used to feel that way, and complained.

Li Yifan, who was lying on the bed, lazily touched the mobile phone on the bedside table, got it in front of him, and pressed it a few times, but the screen was still black, which made him realize that the mobile phone was out of battery.

"Isn't it! It's three o'clock?! Li Yifan was shocked by the time displayed on the watch on his wrist, why did he wake up at more than three o'clock.

The feeling of exhaustion disappeared in an instant, he quickly sat up from the bed, perhaps because he slept a lot, this time his body was better than after seeing the death process before, he felt some discomfort in his neck when he just woke up, and his throat was very dry.

"Buzz...... Buzzing...... Buzz...... "I charged the phone for a while, and then I barely turned it on, and the phone vibrated continuously as soon as I turned it on."

"Why don't you answer the phone?" "Why is the phone still off? What did Jiang Dong say? "Forget it, I'll contact Han Shuo myself." "I'm going back to school on the fifth day of junior high school, will you go back?" "I'm going to book a ticket in the afternoon, do you want it?" Zhao Xin'er alone sent seven or eight messages.

"The girl found ...... Only one was found, not the one who wrote the letter. Mixed with several New Year's greetings, Li Yifan received news from Zhao Xin'er and Jiang Dong one after another.

Looking at the message sent by Jiang Dong, Li Yifan sat on the bed alone and pondered for a while, until the phone lit up again.

"Ding~" sounded, and a web news feed with a photo flashed out. "This morning, the heir of the big consortium was injured and went to a private hospital, is it related to the report letter that broke out before?"

clicked on, and sure enough, I saw a report on Xiao Donglai's injury, an eye-catching bold title, and a set of combined photos. Li Yifan looked at it carefully, unwilling to miss a line, and finally saw that the injury was under control and there was no major problem, and his heart was inexplicably pinched.

I don't know if I am glad that Xiao Donglai did not escape the punishment of the law, he died so simply, and I feel that heaven and earth have made people, and I have not let this demonic person completely disappear from the world as soon as possible.

I didn't think about it so much anymore, and I didn't have time to send messages to Jiang Dong and Zhao Xin'er one by one, Li Yifan's mind was now full of the weak boy he saw in his dream, he picked up his mobile phone, quickly operated it, and checked the information of the young man.

After some searching, he knew that the teenager he saw in his dream last night, his name is Bai Haochen, when he was in school in South Korea two years ago, he was favored by the agency and became a trainee, and in the same year, he joined the UYN-F group with good appearance, melodious singing voice and energetic dancing, and became a member of the five-member group.

Half a year ago, the team returned to China to officially debut, and he just celebrated his eighteenth birthday three months ago, and there are photos of the team celebrating his birthday on the Internet, and it looks like he is smiling happily.

UYN-F's agency is a subsidiary of the Shaw Group, and the five of them are also a team that the Shaw Group has spent two years together with the training camp in South Korea.

"Hey, eighteen years old, such a good youth." Li Yifan held his mobile phone and sat cross-legged on the bed, recalling yesterday's events in his mind. Bai Haochen's last eyes, which changed from helpless and sad to desperate and full of murderous intent, still stayed in front of his sight.

From Bai Haochen's last sad and indignant cry, he should also be one of the victims of the Du Jianguo incident, he met Xiao Donglai when he was nine years old, so it should have been nine years ago, and Xiao Donglai was just over thirty years old.

"I don't know if Ren Wubiao is dead?" Picking up a notebook on the table, Li Yifan recorded everything he saw last night, said indifferently, and then smiled helplessly.

"Video? Slaughter forum on the computer,The color of the page this time is different from the previous one.,But the window composition is the same.,Is it divided into sections? Li Yifan frowned and thought, looked up and saw the medicine box in his bag, opened it, and took out a small glass bottle on the edge.

“HY-201？ The hallucinogenic and excitable feeling should be something like a drug or an aphrodisiac. Looking at the small glass bottle in his hand, which had already eaten more than half of the pills, he recalled the one he saw yesterday, and no matter how he looked at it, it felt like it was made in a factory.

"The hotel has been determined, the room should be between the twenty-fifth and thirtieth floors, and I remember that the hotel built by the Xiao family has a total of thirty-two floors." Li Yifan closed his eyes, recalling the height and distance of the buildings around him when he stood outside the window last night, and quickly came to a conclusion.

While reminiscing, analyzing it over and over again, and finally after writing a string of phone numbers unhurriedly, Li Yifan ended the record.

"Ring~" rang while the mobile phone that was still charging. "It's okay to charge it for a while, or it is estimated that this call will be turned off again."

Li Yifan's mobile phone has been used since graduating from high school, and it has been used for nearly three years, and the basic performance of the mobile phone is okay, but once you put down some other unnecessary application software, the mobile phone will be a huge card, so Li Yifan's mobile phone has nothing else except for the basic installation necessary.

The contact of the charging port of the mobile phone is not very good, and it takes four to six hours to fully charge the phone.

"You've finally got through! Do you know how many calls I have made you? As soon as I picked up the phone, I heard a series of complaints and scolding from Zhao Xin'er in the receiver.

"I'll buy a train ticket online, buy a ticket to go back on the afternoon of the fifth day of the new year, will you go back?" Zhao Xin'er still asked Li Yifan with an angry tone.