When Xiao Mo walked down the stairs, the maids were not in the living room, maybe they went back upstairs to rest, anyway, Xiao Mo didn't care. He sat silently on the couch, still thinking about what had just happened.

The warmth of early summer seems to have left the house, leaving only the flowers that have not yet bloomed, and the melancholy in the hearts of the youth.

Xiao Mo went to his uncle's room, and while his uncle was away, he wanted to know more about this Kashenv villa, and about himself.

However, Xiao Mo now feels that it was a mistake to decide the past by himself, and he should not have passed it at all. What's the use of regretting it now? He's taken that step, and he's confirmed his suspicions.

Everything in the wardrobe made Xiao Mo feel distressed, although he hated that person, but it was when he didn't lose it, once he lost, the hatred in his heart would turn into sadness, after all, the way that person hugged him since he was a child is still vivid.

Xiao Mo bent down and buried his face in his elbows, unable to adapt to it all at once.

I don't know when the door behind him opened, Song Yuehua walked behind Xiao Mo and silently handed him something in his hand, which was a drawing board with zigzag lines and some incomprehensible marks.

"Why? Aunt Song. ”

"It's a secret that someone wants to find, you bring it to him."

"I'm asking why you gave this to me?"

"Because of love. Mine and yours. ”

"So you're finally ......"

"I'll tell you from Mr. Detective, you go quickly, it's too late and all the truth will be destroyed by that person." After Song Yuehua finished speaking, she leaned down and gently hugged Xiao Mo's shoulder, this was the first time she was so gentle.

Watching Xiao Mo carefully confirm the pattern on the drawing board, and watching Xiao Mo walk out of the gate of Kashenv's villa, Song Yuehua always kept smiling, but tears were already flooding in his heart, because Xiao Mo still couldn't fully trust her in the end.

When the door behind him opened again, Song Yuehua asked, "Is it really useful for me to do this?" ”

"It's going to work, at least you're showing sincerity. Next, it's up to Xiao Mo himself. ”

"I don't expect love right now, I just hope he doesn't hate me." Song Yuehua's tone revealed a strong inferiority complex, this kind of appearance should not be owned by a successful person.

The person behind her did not choose to comfort her, but silently left the living room, leaving Song Yuehua alone to chew on his grief.

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Song Yuehua's sketchpad for Xiao Mo is the second map that Mo Xiangxi hid, and now Xiao Mo is going to bring it to someone who already has a map.

Regarding the map, Song Yuehua did not find it herself, but was given to her by the person who appeared after Xiao Mo left.

They thought that all their actions were unnoticed, but in fact, Xie Yunmeng heard them, when Song Yuehua and the mysterious person were in the room, Xie Yunmeng was in the warehouse across the wall from them, that is, another warehouse that Yun Yeyao had not been able to enter at that time.

As for how Mr. Detective got in? Naturally, it won't be as simple as going through the gate. A complete piece of glass had been removed from the warehouse window, and the place where it was removed was a sliding window that was not very strong, and if it was a steel window, Xie Yunmeng estimated that it would take a little effort.

After sneaking into the warehouse next to the room on the first floor, Xie Yunmeng put his ear to one of the walls to listen to the movement next door according to what Luo Yifan told him.

It didn't take long for a man and a woman to walk into the room, the woman should be Song Yuehua, and the man Xie Yunmeng was a little unclear. But listening to the age revealed by the voice, it doesn't look like Xiao Mo. The man seemed to show Song Yuehua something, but Song Yuehua didn't think so, and denied the point he put forward.

Mr. Criminal Police patiently listened to every word they said and silently remembered it in his heart.

When there was no longer anyone in the room, Xie Yunmeng acted again, he climbed out the window, repaired the sliding window, and then sneaked into the room on the first floor. The furnishings inside are exactly the same as those narrated by Luo Yifan.

Xie Yunmeng saw the mantelpiece at a glance, this was not an ornament, it was a real fireplace, the kind that could be used to make a fire.

The oil painting on the mantelpiece only glanced at it, and he wasn't going to study it anymore, he wasn't interested in this kind of thing, besides, what's the use of seeing someone's emotional problems from the painting? What he needs is clues to solve the case.

Walking around the room, Xie Yunmeng sniffed hard, but still didn't smell any suspected corpses, the smell of dirt and flowers was very strong, Xie Yunmeng thought, this might be the smell from the backyard.

He walked over to the mantelpiece and began to look for something according to the clues provided by Luo Yifan. Xie Yunmeng didn't see Song Yuehua and the mysterious man's actions, so he didn't know that they had taken the second chapter map away.

The wooden boards on both sides of the mantelpiece were installed very firmly, Xie Yunmeng broke his right hand a few times, but there was no result, so he moved to the hearth and began to dig out the ashes inside, and after a while, Xie Yunmeng found a butterfly-shaped ring in the ashes, which looked very large, and there was a small word engraved on the back of the butterfly - 'Lu'

'Could it be that this thing belongs to the maid Dai Lu?' Xie Yunmeng guessed that he put the ring away and continued the work of digging up the ashes.

Soon, all the ashes were shoveled into the garbage bag, not much, and it seems that the family does not use fireplaces often. The floor under the ash seems too clean, and why is the floor all the time?

Xie Yunmeng frowned and tapped on the floor with his knuckles, not hollow, proving that there could be no hidden space underneath.

'This family doesn't just light a fire on the floor, does it?' ’

The criminal policeman fiddled with the remaining bit of ash with his hand, squatting in place and thinking, Yun Yeyao and Mo Haiyou were not there, thinking was not the strong point of the criminal police, and at this moment he couldn't call those two people to ask for advice, so it would be too faceless.

"Forget it, I'll collect the evidence myself first, and then analyze and judge when they come back, anyway, when dinner comes, these people should also come back, and I'll just hide in Xiao Yao's room at that time." ’

Standing up, Xie Yunmeng felt that there was nothing to see in front of the mantelpiece, so he shifted his gaze to the other furniture. His next target was Chu Fu's room, although he didn't quite believe Song Yuehua's words, but Chu Fu's disappearance was a fact, so it was necessary for Xie Yunmeng to take a look in advance.

There is also the ring in his hand, let Xiao Yao test Dai Lu in the evening to see how she reacts to this ring!

After about ten minutes, the room was really quiet again, and the criminal police disappeared into the sunlight gap outside the window, and the broken window was blown by the wind and constantly hit the window frame because it was not closed tightly.