"I've always been troubled by why the murderer was supposed to be a subtle and cautious person, so why he didn't wipe the blood on the ground after taking the object. There are also those numbers, which are said to be the classic digital sign language in Song Xiaobo's sign language book, which stands for 'LOVE', love, which we also find very puzzling. Qiao Yan whispered sadly, "But just now, after seeing Ai Ai making a gesture of love to you, we finally fully understood that Shi Nara was expressing deep love to his murderer." The child you co-sponsor, the gesture of love that you have together, he wants you to understand when you see those numbers that he died with love for you. Maybe he's not good at showing affection, but he does love you very much. ”

Luo Yi leaned against the wall and slid down, kneeling on the ground weakly, tearing her hair, crying so much that her liver and intestines were broken.

"After Shi Nara was stabbed by the murderer, he should have pulled out the fruit knife inserted in his body, and at this time the blood splattered on the ground, just on the mobile phone that you dropped on the ground." Yu Chihong speculated, "After that, he tore down the curtain with his last strength and wiped off the fingerprints on the fruit knife." Shi Naliang did not die immediately after being stabbed, his mobile phone was in his jacket pocket, and if he wanted to, he could have done it. But what he chose was to wipe the fingerprints off the murder weapon first, apparently to cover up the crimes committed by his loved ones. He thought that his time was running out, so he might as well die like this with love and regret. As long as you can understand his distress and stop hating him, he will be satisfied. ”

Luo Yi covered his face, tears oozing from his fingers. "I killed him." Her voice was suppressed through her fingers, "I hated him so much at the time, he abandoned me with empathy, I was violated, and he ignored me." What's even more terrifying is that he may be the murderer of violence against me. So after I was discharged from the hospital that day, I couldn't help but go to his place at night, and I wanted to question him face to face why he was so cruel to me. ”

"If he is willing to explain, even if he says a few nice words to deceive me, I am willing to believe him, but ......" Luo Yi's hands moved to his neck, tightly choked there, and his eyes looked straight ahead, as if he had returned to the scene of the murder, "He refused to say anything, even when I asked if the rapist was him, he didn't deny it, but he was determined to break up with me." I almost went crazy, I grabbed the fruit knife on the coffee table and pointed it at my throat, I felt so pathetic that I was in love with such a ruthless and heartless negative man, it was better to live than die. He came and grabbed my knife, we got tangled, and then fell to the ground. When I got up from him, I found that the knife had been stabbed into his abdomen.

I was frightened and wanted to run out and call someone to save him, but he smiled and told me that he was okay and told me to hurry up and let people know that I had been here, and he would take care of it himself. I was so unconscious that I couldn't touch the north, so I really listened to him and ran away. I kept running, running for a long time before I stopped. Then, I wanted to call him, but I couldn't find the phone, it should have dropped when I was entangled with him.

I walked back and arrived at the door of the villa, but I heard the sound of the piano, it was the song "Lover Under the Rose", I thought his injury had been treated, he didn't like to go to the hospital, and he asked the island's private doctor to treat any injury at home. I was so angry that I was wounded, and I was still playing music for the woman, and I went away at once, never to see him again. ”

"What time did you leave Shinara's villa?" Yu Chihong asked.

Luo Yi thought for a long time before saying that when she ran out of the villa, she heard the chiming music from the bell tower of the Customs Building on the other side, which should be 10 o'clock in the evening.

"When you returned to the outside of the villa, Shi Nara was already dead, and it was someone else who played the piano." Yu Chihong already understood the whole incident, "When you left, you didn't wear high heels, right?" ”

Luo Yi nodded weakly. "The living room of the villa is a wooden floor, and I have to change my slippers when I go in, I was too panicked when I left, and I didn't care about changing my shoes at all, and it was only after I returned to my dormitory that I found that I was wearing slippers on my feet."

"That's right, after you leave, someone comes into the house in your high heels, and you hear the piano music played by that person." Wei Chihong asked solemnly, "Didn't you hear that the playing style is different?" ”

"How could I have heard that in that case." Luo Yi screamed.

Yu Chihong turned to ask, "When did you get your phone back?" ”

"I didn't get it back myself. When I woke up the next morning, I saw my phone being slipped through a crack under the door, and when I opened it, I saw my heels outside. Luo Yi shook his head weakly, "I thought it was sent by Shi Nara, but it didn't take long for the police to come to the door and say that Shi Nara was dead." I was so confused, my mind was blank, I couldn't think of anything, I couldn't say anything. ”

Her whole being was on the verge of collapse, hysterical, crying and laughing. "I still haven't figured out what's going on. For the past two nights, I woke up from a nightmare, wishing I had never met Shi Nara! Wanted...... I wish I had never come to this world! But I was wrong, so completely wrong, too outrageous! It turns out that he has always loved me, but I killed him with my own hands, and I killed the person who loved me the most...... What the hell have I done......"

Wei Chihong and Qiao Yan both looked at Luo Yi sympathetically, and only after she gradually calmed down did Qiao Yan ask, "Do you have any relationship with Qiao's Mansion?" She had a strange feeling that it was no coincidence that the woman's appearance in the painting was so similar to Luo Yi.

"Why do you ask?" Luo Yi's teary eyes trembled.

Qiao Yan said frankly: "The woman in this painting is Lan Xin, the adopted daughter of the sixth aunt of Qiao's mansion, you look so similar to her, I think you may have some origins." ”

"Lan Xin?" Luo Yi silently recited the name, "I don't know the person Lan Xin, but my grandmother left a calligraphy with the words 'Hui Zhi Lan Xin' written on it." Before her death, my mother specially told me that the painting was my grandmother's treasure, so I must treasure it. ”

"What's your grandmother's name?" Qiao Yan asked.

Luo Yi told her that her grandmother's name was Yu Qing, and she lived in Tongcheng, which is adjacent to Haidu, before she died, and she was also born and raised in Tongcheng, and was later admitted to Zhulang Island Music School, and then went to the Art Department of Haidu University for further study, and after graduation, she was recruited to teach at Zhulang Island Music School. Grandma died when she was very young. A few years ago, her father and mother also passed away.

"Where is that calligraphy now?" Yu Chihong couldn't help but interject.

Luo Yi said that it was in her dormitory, and she could take them to see it. After venting her sorrows, her long-suppressed emotions were relieved, as if the boulder in her heart had fallen, and she was much happier. She has been able to face the fate that awaits her calmly, and she is willing to accept the punishment of the law.

The calligraphy was her grandmother's treasure, and Luo Yi carefully stored it, reframed it, and put it in a long brocade box. She took out the scroll and opened it. The four big characters of "Hui Quality Lanxin" are handsome and elegant, and contain deep skills.

Qiao Yan looked carefully at the cashier's office, the words "Yu Chi Jiade" were impressive, she clearly remembered that Yu Chi Jiade was Yu Chihong's grandfather, so this calligraphy was given to Luo Yi's grandmother by Yu Chihong's grandfather? Qiao Yan was a little confused, she could see that Yu Chihong cared about the painting very much, although he never said anything. Could it be that Lan Xin, the daughter of the sixth aunt, has a close relationship with the Wei Chi family?

"Your grandmother, did you leave anything else, like photos or something?" Wei Chihong continued to ask.

Luo Yi thought about it and said that there were some old black and white photos from her grandmother's time, and she didn't know who the people were in the photos.

The photo was kept in a mahogany box, Luo Yi rummaged through the box, opened it, and there was a stack of black and white photos inside, Yu Chihong took it out, looked at it one by one, and when he saw one of the photos, his hand froze. In the black-and-white image, there is a woman and a young girl, the woman is seated, dressed gracefully, elegant and beautiful. The girl standing behind her was picturesque, dressed in a small emerald shirt dress and a traditional long braid.

"This is Aunt Six." Qiao Yan recognized at a glance that the woman in the photo was the sixth aunt of Qiao's Mansion back then, and her appearance and bearing were exactly the same as the sixth aunt in the photo hanging in the living room of Qiao's Mansion.

"Then the girl next to Aunt Sixth is likely to be her adopted daughter Lan Xin." Wei Chihong looked at the girl's face carefully, although the photo was yellowed, her facial features were still clearly recognizable, very similar to Luo Yi and the girl in the painting, "Is this your grandmother?" ”

Luo Yi shook her head and said she didn't know, she was not very interested in these black and white photos, and she had never delved into them. After all, her grandmother had passed away when she was a child, and it felt far away. However, her appearance is very similar to her mother, and many people say that their mother and daughter are simply printed in the same mold. And it is said that her mother also looks very much like her grandmother, so it is not surprising that Luo Yi and her grandmother look similar.

"What's your grandfather's name?" Yu Chihong suddenly asked again.

"I don't know, I've never heard anything about my grandfather." Luo Yi didn't know much about her ancestors, "Even about my grandmother, my mother only told me once, she said that my grandmother was once beautiful and won the love of three excellent men, but in the end, all three men left her and took away all her happiness." My grandmother had a rough life, suffered a lot, and died of illness in her sixties. ”

Yu Chihong and Qiao Yan were silent, each thinking about something. After a while, Yu Chihong took out his camera from his pocket and retook the old black-and-white photo and the calligraphy work.

"Last question, you scolded Shi Nara a lot of ugly things before, which hurt his self-esteem. Can you tell us what those words are? Qiao Yan asked.