Here, Xie Yunmeng and Yun Yeyao are enjoying a rare two-person world, and over there, Mo Haiyou is sitting in a café near the police station, worrying about one thing.

In his hand he was holding a letter that had just arrived at the unit, which had not yet been opened. The envelope was printed with a light blue lantern flower, which had been sent by a man he had known many years ago, and Mo Haiyou remembered that this person was surprisingly fond of flowers and butterflies, especially the lantern flower that resembled wind chimes and the Kashenv ghost butterfly, known as the Yin-Yang Butterfly.

This person and Mo Haiyou cannot be regarded as friends, they can only be regarded as meeting in Pingshui. Mo Haiyou didn't understand why he would send such a letter to himself? And deliberately wrote on the envelope that it must not be opened until it is alone.

Yes, on the back of the envelope in Mo Hai's right hand, there is a line of small letters in the lower right corner, which clearly reads: 'Please Mr. Mo must browse the contents of this letter alone, do not tell others, and hope for help!' ’

The meaning of this sentence could not be clearer, the person who wrote the letter had a very urgent matter to ask Mo Haiyou for help, but he didn't want the police and others to know, so he added such a paragraph to the envelope.

As for why it was sent to the police station, the reason is very simple, he doesn't know where Mo Haiyou lives now?

After thinking about it, Mo Haiyou still decided to open the envelope and take a look at the contents, in case it involves a crime, this matter cannot be solved in the name of an individual, and the part that should require the police to intervene, Mo Haiyou will not hesitate to hand over the letter to the leaders in the police station to deal with.

Just as Mr. Forensic Doctor's hand wanted to tear open the envelope, his mobile phone rang at the same time, Mo Haiyou stopped the movement in his hand, took out his mobile phone and saw that it was a call from Yun Yeyao, at this time, don't think about it, he must want to let himself go to dinner together.

Mo Haiyou really hadn't seen Yun Yeyao for a few days, and it was a lie to say that he didn't miss him, but when he heard another man's voice faintly coming from the phone, he suddenly lost any interest.

This man always surrounds his little right like a bee, and in Mo Haiyou's vague memory, he can't get around that tall figure. Over the years, under the deliberate guidance of Yun Yeyao, it would be a lie to say that Mo Haiyou's memory has not recovered at all.

But he didn't want to say it, even if he completely remembered what happened when he was a child, Mo Haiyou would not be willing to say it in front of Yun Yeyao and Xie Yunmeng, not only because of emotional problems, but also because of Yun Yeyao's father.

Was that man his father? Why did he refuse to admit the fact that there was another son? Even if he is his own father, what role does his mother play in his marriage to him?

Why do you end up alone with yourself? These problems are all obstacles that Mo Haiyou can't avoid, and they are also the main reason why he is unwilling to admit Yun Yeyao's brother in addition to his feelings.

Finding a high-sounding reason, Mo Haiyou rejected Yun Yeyao's invitation, and still sat alone in the quiet café, drinking bitter black coffee while reading the letterhead in his hand.

About ten minutes later, Mo Haiyou finished reading the thin piece of letterhead, although the content on it was not much, it had fully expressed the mood of the master when he sent the letter - scared! An unjustified, irrepressible fear!

The meaning expressed in the language of the letter makes people feel that the sender always feels that there are many monsters around him, and these are not illusions, but real people. The sender of the letter clearly mentions five people in the text, and even their physiognomy is clearly described.

Just by looking at the text, you can feel the special features of these five people, but what puzzled Mo Haiyou was that when the sender mentioned the last person, his expression was very vague, and even made Mo Haiyou suspect that he had not finished writing the letter at all, because the final ending could be described as sloppy, not even basic polite words, let alone the conclusion of the date name.

Fingers habitually fold up the letter and put it in the briefcase. Mo Haiyou looked at the beautiful envelope left behind repeatedly, the blue lantern flowers on it hung low, and the branches were pressed into a semicircle, as if they were suffering a heavy blow.

Mo Haiyou tried to search his mind for more information about the person who wrote the letter, he was not an entrepreneur, or any scientist or biologist, he was just an ordinary old man living in a remote area.

When Mo Haiyou saw him a few years ago, this person was already in his 60s, and Mo Haiyou only remembered his full head of white hair, his white beard as messy as weeds, and his burly figure.

It was also because of the investigation that he knew this old man, and Mo Haiyou left his name and work unit, hoping that he could provide some relevant evidence.

As for the old man's preferences and personality, they were gradually learned in the process of investigating the case, and of course, his own account.

But later, the case was solved smoothly, and it was not a vicious murder, so Mo Haiyou forgot about this experience, and now that he thinks about it, maybe it is because of his identity as a criminal police officer that the old man will think of asking for help.

Speculation is going in all sorts of directions, and if his life is threatened, then why not report it directly to the local police station? Maybe the threat that this old man encountered involved family ugliness, or maybe it was just his own cranky thoughts, and there was no threat at all.

Such speculation is vague and uncertain, Mo Haiyou thought, since he has received the letter, it is necessary to take a look, if there is really nothing to do, just appease a few words. After all, you have already received a request for help, and you can't ignore it.

Take 10,000 steps back, if there are potential safety hazards around the elderly as stated in the letter, you should take a look, and then you can also persuade the elderly to call the police in time.

There are also the five people he mentioned in the letter, whose identities and occupations are very different from the old people in Mo Haiyou's impression.

Mo Haiyou didn't know what the letter writer did? But the five people mentioned in the letter all have thousands of family fortunes. Some are sculptors, some are painters, and even fashion designers and critics.

Although their appearance makes people feel weird, the names of these people are all mentioned in the newspapers. Why did they gather at the same time? Where could they threaten an old man in a mountain village who was not well-off?

These two questions, Mo Haiyou is not clear for the time being, he drank the black coffee at hand in one gulp, stood up and looked at his watch, it was already 7 o'clock in the evening, he should go to fill his stomach, and then book a plane ticket. Go to the address mentioned in the letter early tomorrow morning.

It happened that he was also free during this time, as for Xie Yunmeng and Yun Yeyao, Mo Haiyou was not going to go with the two of them this time, because the place he went to was very close to the city, and Mo Haiyou was going to take a look at the sea that Yun Yeyao said after finishing his errands.

Maybe in that place, he could recall more things and why his mother was abandoned!

Mo Haiyou always thinks that such a kind and taciturn mother is unlikely to do anything out of the ordinary, her loneliness must come from someone's abandonment, if this is the case, he will never be able to forgive the person who abandoned her for the rest of his life, even if it is really Xiao Yao's father, he will not be soft-hearted.

Mr. Forensic had been sitting in the café for nearly an hour, and when he stood up at this moment, he felt a little numb in his calves, and he was thinking about going to the gym to exercise recently, when a familiar face appeared outside the glass window of the café.

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In the middle of the villa, a well-dressed maid was walking towards a tightly locked door, and when her hand reached for the doorknob, another hand reached over to stop her, it was an old man's rough palm.

"What are you going to do?" The old man, who looked like a housekeeper, asked.

The maid was slightly stunned at first, and then replied softly, "I want to see if the master is in the room?" If you are not there, clean this room, no one has opened it for more than half a month, and it should be full of dust. ”

"No need, I'll let Dai Lu clean up, at this point in time, you should go and prepare afternoon tea." You know the habits of the host's family, and he will be angry if he can't drink afternoon tea. ”

"Oh...... All right. The maid paused for a few seconds, and then walked in the direction of the kitchen, and the old man, who was standing at the door of the room, immediately rang the bell to summon another maid, and after a few words of care for her, he left.

The new maid was probably Dai Lu, who had jet-black hair that was tightly tied to the top of her head to form a beautiful ball head. In front of the head of the balls, a royal blue bow is specially tied, which is full of cute girlishness.

In fact, this maid is not young, just looking at the face, she is about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, the bow on her head is good, that is, the color is light on one side and dark on the other, if there is an obsessive-compulsive person who sees it, it will be very uncomfortable.

There is nothing special about her figure and clothes, she is exactly the same as the maid who walked away just now, but she is only a little taller, about 1.7 meters by eye.

On Dai Lu's hand, there is a ring in the shape of a butterfly, which is made of blue gemstones.

Strangely, it is also the same as the bow that Dai Lu wears on her head, with one wing being dark and the other wing being light, which should be inlaid with different gemstones to cause this effect.

It was a huge ring, which looked very bulky on the maid's finger, and it would definitely affect her housework, but Dai Lu didn't seem to care, she took out the rag in her pocket, pushed open the door in front of her, and walked in.

When the door was shut, there was silence in the hall of the villa, and there was no sound of footsteps or the chirping of birds. Obviously the sun is shining outside the window, and the trees are lush, but there is no life inside, only a cold and weird feeling.

Not far from the area where the villa was located, a different scene was presented, a man with a slender pole on his back was running on the flat ground, and the dust on the ground kept rising with his steps.

The sun shone on the top of the man's head, making his face look unusually pale, as if he had been drained of blood, and the sunken cheeks, as well as the dark circles under his eyes that represented melancholy, seemed to tell how depressed the man was at the moment.

It's true that he is not happy, but why is he unhappy? This is a secret in his heart, how can others know it before he says it?

The man wants to go to a place and dig something out of the depths of the earth, so that his current fate is related to his future, and at the same time, it is also closely related to his future future, as well as those troublesome relatives, the man suppresses his chaotic thoughts, and spends his pace and rushes forward.

Thinking of his relatives, all that wells up in a man's heart is resentment, or resentment, why did those people come to the house, they are all successful people in this society.

To put it bluntly, they already have their own villas in the city, so why bother to come to this old villa that is not worth a few dollars? What exactly are they trying to do? Is it your father's legacy? But what can that little bit of inheritance do? Even if they are already dismissive, what good can they do?

A lot of questions swirled in the man's mind, so that he couldn't figure it out, and he really didn't have the heart and interest to think about it, the man shook his head, trying to make his head a little clearer, but suddenly he stumbled and almost fell.

It turned out that the long bamboo pole on his back touched a branch and was forked by the branch. Reluctantly stopped, he took off the bamboo pole, readjusted its position, and then took a step to continue walking. It wasn't long before the man's back disappeared between the sparse trees.

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The flock of butterflies had gathered to the place they had searched for by the smell, and there was a large black earth, as if it had been smeared with some liquid, jet black, with a faint redness.

The beautiful flock of butterflies did not come because of the smell of the earth, but because of what was tightly sealed under the soil, which had been here for many years, and ordinary people could not smell it at all, and only the keen Kashin ghost yin and yang butterfly could find it.

The black shadow, hiding behind the rocks, waited for the butterflies to determine the location of the treasure, it was not money, it was not a gem, but for the black shadow, it was more valuable than money and gems, and it could even affect his life.

'In any case, I must be the first to get Kashinf's treasure, absolutely! Definitely not to take it away from anyone! The Black Shadow thought triumphantly, after all these years, he was indeed the first person to get here.

I will not compromise, I will not admit defeat to this society, my talent will definitely show, as long as I have this treasure, I can regain everything I have lost." ’

The shadow only thought about plundering, and his eyes were more focused on the beautiful butterfly group in front of him, which was already the only hope for the shadow.

However, the mantis caught the cicada and the yellow finch was behind, and the black shadow had not yet gotten what he wanted, but the man had fallen to the ground heavily, and blood spilled from between the black shadow's lips and melted into the black dirt, dyeing them a little red. It's so dazzling that it makes people feel frightened.

No one saw who attacked the black shadow, and no one saw where the murder weapon was, only the crimson blood showed that the person in front of him had arrived in another world, and there was a rustling sound around him.

I don't know if it's a butterfly flapping its wings, or a person walking among the dead branches and leaves, or the sound of the wind blowing in the mountains and forests.

Everything is just the beginning, and the chilling conspiracy has already expanded infinitely in the hearts of some people......