The surrounding investigation of Wu Weiyun's interpersonal relationship has yielded a lot of reliable information, first of all, Wu Weiyun is actually a friend of Yun Yeyao, which surprised Mi Xiaodong, but it cannot be regarded as a clue, because Mi Xiaodong absolutely believes that Yun Yeyao cannot have anything to do with the murder.

Secondly, Wu Weiyun has a third sister who lives in other cities, there are five brothers and sisters in total, and only Wu Weiyun and the third sister who is over seventy years old are left, this old lady is a retired teacher, and her body is still very tough, according to the police investigation, she and Wu Weiyun have not met for more than ten years, and the old lady usually lives in a simple house, and she doesn't even know the news of Wu Weiyun's daughter's death when she calls, so it is impossible to have anything to do with the murder.

Then there is Wu Weiyun's wife, Wu Weiyun divorced his wife at the age of 35, according to understanding, his wife's name is Luo Lingling, very beautiful, but also very fond of vanity, and Wu Weiyun's age is similar, he gave up his marriage with Wu Weiyun because he went abroad, and then the two have never been in touch because they have no way to understand each other. No one has seen Luo Lingling now, and no one knows whether she has returned to China.

Mi Xiaodong immediately arranged for personnel to carry out further investigation of Luo Lingling, first of all, to investigate whether she has ever come back after her daughter died in a car accident? If Luo Lingling has come back, then she has hidden her whereabouts from everyone, which is very suspicious, and the police cannot rule out the possibility of revenge and murder after Luo Lingling traces the information of the perpetrator back then. So that's a usable piece of information for the time being.

Finally, the police also learned that when Luo Lingling left China, she left a small studio in the city, and now this studio is used and lived by a painter and his friends.

This last piece of information is precisely the most critical piece of information, because the studio left by Luo Lingling is where Liu Yunzhao lived before his death, and the painter who used Luo Lingling's house is Liu Yunzhao's friend, so when he took this step, Mi Xiaodong's direction of action began to overlap with Mo Haiyou. And the connection between the courier package murder and the lavender villa murder is getting closer and closer.

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One night before Liu Yunzhao's death, a beautiful elderly woman opened a room at the bottom of the second floor of an apartment building, and although he hadn't been here for decades, he was still familiar with the key and the key was very useful.

After entering the room, she did not rummage around, but leisurely found a relatively clean position, as if she had made an appointment with someone to meet here, sat down and began to wait, she rubbed the strap of the small leather bag in her hand from time to time, and her eyes kept looking at the hidden door.

Around his body, there were many oil paintings, all of which depicted the same lavender field and the back of the same girl, and there was an indescribable eerie feeling in the dim light of the night.

The silhouette of the girl's back, even the color and length of her hair, the shape of her ears, and the pearl earrings hanging from her ears are all exactly the same. There is also a field of deep purple lavender, each oil painting is painted at the same angle, the painter seems to be reluctant to change the direction he is facing, the picture is heavily biased to the right, the lavender branches in the distance appear blurred, and the near lavender underneath, all painted with the tips of a pair of blue leather shoes. ”

The paintings did not attract the attention of the older woman, who was still attentive to the movement outside the door. As the minutes passed, the patience of the elderly woman was losing little by little, and after two hours, she began to fidget, and no longer cautiously remained completely silent, but from time to time she stood up and walked a few steps around the room, or opened the door to peek out.

The breeze blowing in from the window ruffled the gray hair on her forehead and blurred the outline of her features, and the old woman's wait seemed to be endless, and the room could only hear the slight footsteps of her and the movement of the hands of the wall clock hanging on the wall.

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The man took advantage of the family's inattention, sneaked out of the perennial house, he bypassed the cemetery alone, drove his old old motorcycle, and galloped in the direction of the city, he was very anxious, because today he was going to meet a person, although this person did not know his future plans at all, but at this moment, it had a great effect on him.

Today, because something irritating happened in the house, the man was delayed from going out, and he had to see the person he wanted before dawn, and then return to the house and continue with the new day. Otherwise, everything he has will be exposed.

After starting the motorcycle, the man stumbled all the way out of the forest, and after a big circle around the simple plastic sheets put together in front of him, he finally drove onto the road to the city.

The improvised plastic sheets he had picked up from the garbage heap and placed them piece by piece in front of the cemetery, like a huge screen, and from a distance, they seemed to be the outer guardrails of some factories under the cover of the forest. Anyway, the air here is in a state of chaos all year round, and the condition of the cemetery is not clear from a distance.

The man can't care about this now, he drives the motorcycle throttle all the way to the maximum, desperately trying to get to the city as soon as possible, there is a small apartment there, which is the only private space for the man, and it is also a little wealth left to him by a certain woman back then, he doesn't feel how grateful he is, this woman has always been a pawn he used.

The kindness and responsibility of a man is given only to certain specific people as well as to himself, while more cruelty and ruthlessness are given to those who are currently by his side.

The roar of the motorcycle made the man more and more irritable, and he even felt that in the next second, he would die in a merciless car accident like a girl in the past, but on the empty road at night, unless he lost control, it was impossible for other vehicles to hit him.

Finally, when the hands of the watch pointed to 12:10 p.m., the man reached his destination, in front of the apartment building he had been to more than a week ago, and after parking the motorcycle, the man rushed upstairs, and the person he wanted to see was waiting for him in the last room on the second floor.