Cheng Zishu sighed slightly and nodded at her.

"Okay, Lele, Dad is here, don't be afraid, I'll help you buy some food now."

He touched Cheng Anle's head and said gently.

Cheng Anle curled up on the bed, her black hair fluttering on her face, making people look down on her expression.

Cheng Zishu walked out and closed the door.

“……”

After a while, the corners of Cheng Anle's mouth, which was covered by black hair, curled a little.

"It's a good performance."

"So are you."

She said two words in quick succession, as if she were talking to herself.

"What's next?"

"Just go according to my plan."

"Got it."

……

Following

When Liang Jingxing came to see, Cheng Anle was sitting on the hospital bed, his eyes were dumbfounded, and he looked a little stupid.

Yesterday, he went to the Internet to check the girl's information, and she in the video was lively and lively, not at all like now.

Liang Jingxing's chest was a little stuffy, and some unknown emotions quietly floated in his heart.

"Cheng Anle?"

Liang Jingxing sat down beside her and asked in a soft voice.

“……”

Cheng Anle turned his head stiffly, a pair of beautiful eyes were lifeless, and he looked at him in a daze.

"I'm a policeman, you don't have to be afraid, can I ask you a few questions?"

Captain Liang, who has always been known for his strictness, would be so gentle to people, if Kang Chao saw it, he would probably have to shout again.

"Just ask......"

was different from the madness he saw that day, Cheng Anle showed a cowardly expression on his face, probably because he was used to being instructed by her mother, so he had lost the vigor of a young girl.

Liang Jingxing sighed in his heart, but he didn't want to blame Cheng Qing.

After all, he is not qualified to dictate other people's education methods.

"So, I want to ask you, what is the contradiction between you and Ms. Cheng Qing, that is, your mother?"

Liang Jingxing asked.

“……”

Cheng Anle was silent, as if he was thinking.

“…… Diary. ”

After a while, she said two words.

Day...... Remember?

But you don't think you wrote about that, huh?

Liang Jingxing's heart was full of doubts, and before he could ask, he heard Cheng Anle say.

"The diary of the study."

Although I don't know what's unusual about the diary in the study, since she said it herself, it means that this may be a very key piece of evidence.

"Kang Chao, are you still on the scene?"

"yes, putting some finishing touches."

"Don't be busy yet, go to the study on the second floor and find a diary."

"What? Diary? ”

"Well, that's it, this may be evidence, you go and look for it."

"Okay, I got it."

"Toot ......"

The phone hung up, Liang Jingxing took a deep breath, ready to finish all the remaining questions.

"So, did you see the killer at the scene?"

“……”

There was another disgusting silence, but this time she didn't think long and shook her head very decisively.

"I didn't see the murderer."

Also, after all, the bullet came in from the outside, and it was normal for her not to see it.

However, Liang Jingxing has an intuition, he always feels that Cheng Anle should know something.

"Do you know Bleu feuille?"

Liang Jingxing asked.

"A person who writes to me a lot."

Cheng Anle replied.

"But what he wrote shouldn't be considered a letter, you have been intimidated by such a person, and you never thought of calling the police?"

However, her answer did not satisfy Liang Jingxing, so he asked again.