"That place is not too far from my hometown, before I became famous, at that time I would often go to the beach or nearby places to walk, not because I wanted to hone my acting skills alone, but because I naturally didn't like the distractions of the entertainment industry."

Yun Yeyao took a sip of juice and said, the entrance was his favorite passion fruit flavor, Yun Yeyao couldn't help but smile, only said it once, Mo Haiyou already remembered his preferences, which had to make people feel a little sweet.

Throwing off the mind that almost wandered, Yun Yeyao continued to recall relevant memories from his memory: "To put it simply, my acquaintance with Mr. Kashenv originated from a few photos on WeChat, which took a beautiful valley with many butterflies with transparent wings and colorful wings on the other half. ”

"Coincidentally, the TV series I was filming at the time needed such a scene, so I chatted with Mr. Kashenv on WeChat, I thought he was also shooting at random, and he would not respond to me immediately, but I didn't expect the old gentleman to immediately send the address and invite us to take a look."

"So you went?" Mo Haiyou asked.

"I wasn't alone, almost the whole crew went at that time, there were about twenty or thirty people in the group, and when we finally arrived at the valley, it was already time for the butterflies to leave, and we were all very depressed, but Mr. Kashenv didn't think so, I saw that he put something behind the rocks, and in just half a day, the butterflies all flew back automatically." After Yun Yeyao finished speaking, he also told the address of Mr. Kashenv's current residence, and they still have occasional contacts.

"Well, about the same age, and although I don't know if there's a valley, the address is indeed where I've been before." Mo Haiyou nodded and said, he unconsciously looked at the envelope repeatedly, as if he wanted to see a clue from the envelope.

Yun Yeyao stared at his hand and said, "Mr. Kashenfu seems to have the same surname as you, but I can't remember what it is." ”

"There's on it, see if there's any impression." Mo Haiyou handed the envelope to Yun Yeyao and pointed to the edge of the inside of the seal.

There were three words the size of ants written in black pen-Mo Xiangdong, Yun Yeyao suddenly turned out the same name from the depths of his memory, and said: "It's him, when we arrived, he said it once." Xiao Zuo, how could he send you a letter? ”

"This is a long story, Xiao Yao, you talk about it first, how do you know that what he sent must be a letter for help?"

"Because he sent it to you, isn't it, Xiao Yao," Yun Yeyao suddenly heard the deep voice of Mr. Criminal Police behind him, and it sounded like he was not in a good mood.

The two of them immediately looked in the direction of the voice, Mo Hai's right face remained unwavering, and he didn't wait for Xie Yunmeng to sit down, and immediately said, "You forgot your briefcase at Xiao Yao's house!" It's not easy to guess that we're here, Officer Xie. ”

"I'm not as stupid as you think." Xie Yunmeng had long been accustomed to Mo Haiyou's cynicism, so he pulled over a chair, and said to the waiter who wanted to come over to entertain him.

Following Mo Haiyou's meaning, Yun Yeyao looked at Xie Yunmeng's hand, and sure enough, the black briefcase was not there, and if he calculated the time, it was not enough for Xie Yunmeng to go home and come out again, it seemed that when he left his house, he had already guessed the purpose of driving him away.

Yun Yeyao was a little ashamed, and whispered to Xie Yunmeng: "I'm sorry, Xiao Meng." ”

"Can I care about you?" Xie Yunmeng glanced at him, and put one hand on the back of the chair behind Mr. Actor, that posture was about to listen to the two of them continue to talk about the letter and Kashenv, probably Yun Yeyao's account just now was heard by him.

Although Mo Haiyou didn't plan to take them with him at first, but now in this form, Yun Yeyao is definitely going to go, he goes, and it is unrealistic for Xie Yunmeng not to go, and Mo Haiyou can only report with an indifferent attitude.

A few minutes later, Yun Yeyao began to answer Mo Haiyou's question just now, he said: "You opened the letter here, which shows two points: first, the letterhead was sent to the police station; Second, you can't open letters directly inside the police station. Why this is so, I guess, must be the sender's intention. ”

"He doesn't know your address, so he has no choice but to send it to your unit, but he is very worried that other people other than you will see the content of the letter, so he will leave this line of small print on the envelope." Yun Yeyao said, pointing to the handwriting at the bottom of the envelope.

"I think the reason why this person is so cautious is that something very difficult has happened, but it is impossible to talk about it. This matter made him ask the police for help, but he didn't want a large number of police to investigate in-depth and make his other details public. Little Zuo, right? ”

"I don't know very well at the moment." Mo Haiyou said, this made Yun Yeyao a little surprised, if Mo Haiyou is not clear, then it means that the letter did not say the trouble encountered by the party.

So, Yun Yeyao asked, "Xiao Zuo, what did the letter say?" ”

"There are five people mentioned in the letter, I think you should have heard of the names of these five people, they all have a little to do with the entertainment industry, you can take it and see it yourself, I only felt one thing from the letter, the person who wrote the letter was very scared, and even scared that he didn't finish the content, and sent it out in a hurry."

Taking the letter paper that Mo Haiyou took out of the briefcase, Yun Yeyao and Xie Yunmeng read it head to head, the content of most of the letter paper can be read in less than a minute, Yun Yeyao raised his head and said, "Is this like a character introduction at all?" I remember that Uncle Kashenv was not like this before! I still have the letters he wrote to me, and everything is described in great detail. ”

"Is there a way for you to get him to see us alone first?" Mo Haiyou asked.

"It's not difficult, I have a personal mobile phone number." Yun Yeyao replied.

Xie Yunmeng, who was on the side, interjected: "Why did he give you his private mobile phone number?" Usually give contact numbers between ordinary friends, right? ”

"That's to promote Kashenf's ghost butterfly, Uncle Kashenv is a crazy butterfly fan, he thinks I can help him, so when the TV series was filmed, he deliberately gave me a private mobile phone number that I don't usually use, hoping that I can contact him often." Yun Yeyao replied.

——

Mo Xiangxi lay calmly on the sofa, his figure was still as burly as when he was young, with broad shoulders and thick limbs, if he wore simple casual clothes, he felt like a worker who worked all year round.

However, Mo Xiangxi is not used to wearing casual clothes, he prefers more decent suits, the kind of dark clothes that make people feel formal and serious. Just like the suit he was wearing now, a black blazer with a pale pink shirt, a gray and white polka-dot tie, crisp suit pants, and a pair of shiny black leather shoes.

Anyone who sees him dressed like this will think that this old man should come from high society, at least he is also a very rich person. But in fact, Mo Xiangxi didn't have any money at all, he was a very good consumer when he was young, and the same is true when he is old.

Knowing that he couldn't make ends meet every month, he didn't want to do anything by himself, except for going to the valley to see butterflies and making envelopes with lantern flowers. These two hobbies are exactly the same as his brother Mo Xiangdong,

A small printing press was placed within reach of Mo Xiangxi, and the printing press could only print two patterns, one was a light blue, bent over by the wind; The other is the Kashinv ghost yin and yang butterfly he loves deeply.

Thoughts drift to the distant past, and the scene is like the wings of a butterfly, half transparent, the other half full of dreamlike colors. In that dream, what brought Mo Xiangxi more was the recklessness and ignorance of his youth. And in that transparent half, there is Mo Xiangdong's responsibility, which cannot be shirked in this life, and the responsibility that must be completed before he can die.

Mo Xiangxi didn't know when he would be freed, anyway, everything he could ask for help had already been asked for, and all the friends who had been 'heart-to-heart' had already poured cold water on him, and the only hope was the forensic doctor who was far away in S City.

He himself and forensic doctor Mo Haiyou don't know each other, but he once heard his brother say that Mo Haiyou is a person full of a sense of justice, and he also solved the original case, so in Mo Xiangxi's mind, Mo Haiyou should be a person who can be trusted.

If he doesn't come again, I really can't do anything about it, I can't let those people take it away, and if it really doesn't work, I'll bury it myself!" ’

Mo Xiangxi is not a timid person, but this time, he feels that his courage is not as good as that of the mouse in the ridge of the countryside, the right hand of the teacup that he wants to pick up keeps trembling, and he has not achieved his goal after stretching it out a few times, so Mo Xiangxi has to withdraw his hands and retract them into the pocket of his suit and hide them.

Now he did look like a mouse hiding in the shadows, so restrained, his eyes were full of fear, his broad body was tightly constricted, and even his feet were about to shrink under the sofa.

Mo Xiangxi knew very well that he didn't have much ability to support himself, unless......

His eyes glanced at the wall clock above the fireplace not far away, it was a gift from his first girlfriend when he was younger, and they were breaking up at the time, so his girlfriend gave him a clock.

But the truth of this matter, Mo Xiangxi did not tell his family, but hung this bell for decades, perhaps, some things are really the opposite. If you try your best to reject it, you may become the one who is cursed by others; If you don't reject and accept it, everything may be completely different.

The hands on the surface of the round clock dial are almost time for dinner, Mo Xiangxi didn't hear the sound of his nephew coming out of the room, he seems to have a very long time drinking afternoon tea today!

Imagining the delicious cake and the rich aroma of tea, Mo Xiangxi couldn't help but lick his lips, he knew very well that the family's financial situation was about to be unable to afford these, his fingers were digging in the pockets of his suit, and there was nothing except the raw edges of the fabric.

Let's go to the valley again after dinner, maybe the butterflies will arrive as scheduled, and this is the third time this week. Mo Xiangxi thought that those butterflies in the ravine had always been very important to him, it was his brother who first discovered them, and it was he and his brother who had been protecting those butterflies.

But since the beginning of spring this year, I don't know why? The bait you laid yourself could no longer attract those butterflies. If the bait fails, Mo Xiangxi can re-study it; But if it was human intervention, Mo Xiangxi would have no way at all.

It's all because of my brother's ostentatious personality that he told the five people the secret of the butterflies, and they come to see the butterflies at this time of year, especially this year, and those people seem to be in high spirits and happier than ever. Mo Xiangxi suspected that the person who did the manipulation was among his five friends.

Who is it? Thinking doesn't lead to reasonable answers, not to mention that Mo Xiangxi can't think of much now. As he grew older, Mo Xiangxi felt that he was becoming more and more poor about certain things, and his brain was getting worse and worse.

'Alas! Forget it, I'm going to look into whether there's something wrong with the butterfly bait, as long as those people don't deliberately look for what we're in Butterfly Valley, they won't find out about this home's problems. ’

Standing up, Mo Xiangxi walked to the window, and when his broad hand closed the corner of the curtain, he suddenly changed his mind again, turned and walked towards the door.

Opening the door, Mo Xiangxi rang the bell hanging at the door, and immediately, the maid who had brought her afternoon tea just now ran over.

"Mr. Mo, do you have anything to do?"

"Hasn't Xiao Mo come out of the room yet? It's almost dinner time, let Dai Lu take a look. Mo Xiangxi said that he never likes to beat around the bush when he speaks, especially in front of people who are often at home.

"It's Dai Lu again, she always has so many opportunities to meet Mr. Xiao Mo." The maid who came out of the kitchen seemed to be very dissatisfied, she muttered as she walked, although her voice was very soft, but Mo Xiangxi could still faintly hear it clearly.

This kind of thing is not within the scope of his thinking, what kind of mentality the two maids have towards the son left by his brother, Mo Xiangxi doesn't care at all, he only cares about those butterflies, and the 'treasure' buried in the valley many years ago.

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It had been more than a year since Yun Yeyao last saw Mr. Kashenf, that is, Mr. Mo Xiangdong, but it seemed that his private number had not changed, and Yun Yeyao quickly dialed the phone.

The person who answered the phone was a young man, his voice mixed with some hoarseness, Yun Yeyao said, "Hello, is Mr. Mo Xiangdong here?" ”

Hearing Yun Yeyao's question, the other end of the phone obviously paused for a moment, and then said, "I'm sorry, who are you?" ”

"I am a friend of Mr. Mo's in the past, and I want to come over to visit and catch up with the old days."

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, my father passed away a month ago, and our house is not suitable for guests at the moment, I'm really sorry!" From the words, it can be heard that Mo Xiangdong's son does not welcome his father's old friends to the house as guests.

"What? Your father died? Can I give my condolences to you? I've known your father for many years, and both are very fond of Kashinv's ghost butterflies. ”