After seeing the line of blood on the photo, Yuna couldn't help but take a deep breath, and the horror in her heart was indescribable.

Liu Yuhan's question in the recording studio yesterday, she was still able to deal with it calmly, after all, she had encountered many similar occasions before, and she had thought about how to answer. What suffocated her for a moment was a certain speculation that came out of her heart.

Ling Wenxuan!

Oh my God, there are so many similarities between this case and the three homicides two years ago that it's hard to imagine that it wasn't the same person. Although Liu Yuhan did not disclose other information about the crime scene, Yuna witnessed the whole process of the funeral ceremony and could not convince herself.

And in this short paragraph, there is too much information contained in it, not to mention that Yan Wensha's way of death is to correspond to the proverbs of the world, the unsolved mystery of the mask, and was once ignored by the former investigator Mu Yunxi, his reasoning was not perfect, and there are still many loopholes.

Countless thoughts flashed through Yuna's mind, but she didn't have time to think about any of them, picked up the dream stone, chanted the incantation, and summoned the heavenly fragrance bell.

This bell was an item that was handed over to her along with the spirit spear at the time of parting, and it contained the Heavenly Fragrance Gu raised by Gui Xun'er, which could deliver letters to her when necessary.

Seeing this bell, she only remembered her stocked pigeon, out of the miss of her friends, she used the carrier pigeon to Lan Lingxiang in the past two years to send a number of letters, but could not receive a reply, whenever the carrier pigeon returned to the nest, found a shocking blood stain on its leg, the pigeon did not find traces of injury, after testing the blood actually came from humans, the person who received her letter obviously suffered an accident, the hidden world must have happened very terrible, think about it carefully.

A letter she wrote recently has not changed much compared to the past, many words are copied from the past greetings, at the beginning, she was weak and failed to help Lan Lingxiang against the four major families, and now although her ability is limited, she has already decided that she must make up for the other party in some way.

But I don't know what Lan Lingxiang wants, and how can I help her?

It seemed that the letter had to be sent, and Yuna tied the letter with a string and went to the balcony on the west side of the roof.

She first moved the small pigeon loft full of ten pigeons, removed the drinking tank and feed basin from the cage, pulled out the base of the pigeon cage and placed it on the other side, then picked up the hose attached to the faucet and rinsed the feces on the ground. After about ten minutes, the pigeon farm was finally cleaned, and the exhausted Yuna wiped the sweat from her temples and sat down on a stool next to the flower bed to rest.

The pigeons' "cooing" seemed to express their joy at the new residence, looking at their honest appearance when they took care of their feathers, she remembered the docile and approachable Xiao Jiu, rather than serving these lazy "little masters" every day, it is better to let Xiao Jiu deliver letters for her, as for whether she can get Lan Lingxiang's reply is still unknown.

Unexpectedly, the letter arrived a day early, and the vibration of the heavenly incense bell disturbed Yuna's thoughts, and she hurriedly moved to the left to make room for Xiao Jiu, who flapped her wings and landed.

"Chirp...... Chirp!"

Yuna scattered some of the pigeon food in her pocket around the stool and took advantage of the small pecking to untie the string tied to her legs.

She opened the letter and read it at a glance, and in a moment she was stunned by what it was about.

In order to welcome Ling Wenxuan's coffin back to his hometown, the Tianyao Holy See organized a grand funeral, but in the process of opening the coffin for an autopsy, it was found that it was not Ling Wenxuan lying in the sarcophagus, but the Tianzhao Sect's sanctioner Zhulu.

This...... How is it possible? Zhulu is actually dead?

Two years ago in the Qishui Dragon Palace, everyone thought that the person who stole the Dreadnought Sword was Zhulu, but now it seems that he is nothing more than a poor scapegoat.

The letter also wrote that soon after the sarcophagus was opened, Zhulu's body quickly turned into a pile of dry bones, suspected to be a forbidden technique deliberately set by someone to destroy evidence.

Gui Xun'er coincided with her previous guess, maybe this was Ling Wenxuan's technique of borrowing corpses to return souls.

She was a little stunned at the thought that he might still be alive, and the rope was tied many times before it was tightened, causing Xiao Jiu to let out an impatient cry, peck the feather on the back of her neck, and fly into the sky.

After the letter was successfully sent, Yuna went downstairs to prepare for the celebration banquet held at the Snow Dove Restaurant, when the curse communicator on the coffee table suddenly rang, and she picked up the microphone, and Liu Yuhan's voice came from inside.

It turned out that after a conversation with her yesterday and a visit to Yalita's residence, Liu Yuhan had found out the real culprit of the murder at the Hidden Pavilion Theater, and Yalita took the initiative to surrender to the police and confessed to the facts, motives, and modus operandi of killing Yan Wensha.

"Are you sure it's her?"

"It was the prostitute herself who admitted it, what other questions do you have?" Liu Yuhan heard Youna's tone of wanting to speak and stopped, and hurriedly persuaded her to calm down, "Okay! Don't say anything, our work pressure has been too great recently, we should relax tonight." ”

After that, Liu Yuhan hung up the curse communicator.

When she stood in the spotlight, it was difficult to find Liu Yuhan in the crowd.

The whole restaurant was opened to Youna's relatives and friends, and the audience was full, including colleagues from the Candle Yu Group, representatives of advertisers, media reporters, etc., Jia Chao and Peng Honggui and a group of waiters were busy ordering food, serving tea, and pouring wine to the guests at each table, and Mai Xiaomo brought her son to have fun with her, and the atmosphere at the scene was very lively.

The white piano in front of her was bought from the crying piano shop, Yuna had never touched this piano before, at the unanimous request of the audience, she played a song "Star Prayer", and after the song, she expressed her gratitude for the award, and the next song she wanted to invite the runner-up of the national golden song list - the string girl to perform on the same stage.

So, Duan Ruoxian and Duan Ruoyin took the stage in warm applause, as Yuna's competitors, from the singer Hai

From the champion of the contest to the runner-up today, the swap of positions is really touching, but they still regard Yuna as their best friend.

Yuna invited them up to make time to find someone, and after singing the third song, she handed over the stage to the string girl to play, and she held a goblet through the crowd and toasted to the guests at each table. This move caused Jia Chao to fill the wine glass in his hand, but he was immediately glanced at by Xitis next to him and pointed to the empty wine glass in Mai Xiaomo's hand.

Jia Chao understood and helped Mai Xiaomo pour a full bottle of wine.

"I wish you the best of luck today, and I hope you will continue to work hard and not disappoint me and your brother-in-law's expectations of you. ”

Then came the sound of three wine glasses clashing.

After Ji Yangke drank the last drop of wine at the bottom of the cup, he wiped the beard on his lips: "I wish you a good time tonight, it's not too early, let's retire first!"

Seeing Mai Xiaomo's son's tired face, Yuna expressed her understanding, she touched the little boy's head to show relief, and then watched him take his parents' hands and leave.

After walking around, Yuna couldn't help but get a little drunk, and met Liu Yuhan who was drinking alone in front of the bar, and almost mistook her for someone else.

"Why are you drinking so much, and you're not happy today?"

"Today is a day of great joy for you and me, why do you say this? The murder case in the Hidden Pavilion Theater has been solved, and I can't be happy. ”

"Anyway...... Pay attention to yourself, be careful of being happy and sad!" Yu Na found Liu Yuhan pouring wine into her mouth while glaring at Mu Yunxi not far away.

Could it be that there is some contradiction between these two people?

I saw Mu Yunxi snap his fingers, and the people around him followed suit, and Peng Honggui took the opportunity to push him and let him walk towards him

Yuna who came from the face.

"What's the matter?"

"Can you please enjoy your face and dance with me?" Mu Yunxi touched his head, and the person who tricked him had long since disappeared, so he had to bite the bullet.

A red-faced Yuna nodded, danced, and turned to the soft lights on the stage. The Xianyin sisters waved at them, and the beautiful music gradually started, and Mu Yunxi and Yuna jumped to the center of the crowd to the beat.

When Mu Yunxi's hand was gently placed on Youna's back, a warm current came, blushing and fainting, and an inexplicable throbbing appeared in her heart, maybe this was the illusion that men and women were too close to her, and every step she took, she had to remind herself that their feelings were only limited to the favor of their friends, but they would not become lovers.

The slightly drunk made Yuna almost fall to the ground, and she couldn't remember how many times she had turned, until her long eyebrows, wonderful eyes, fingers, and waist were exhausted, and Mu Yunxi put her down.

"Congratulations, I don't have to say more......" The noise at the scene made Mu Yunxi raise his voice slightly.

"Thank you, I'll definitely continue to work hard. Yuna's gaze passed through the dancing crowd, took the support stick handed by someone, and cheered for the string girl who sang hard.

"Shen Fangli, I like you!" Yu Na's attention stayed elsewhere, and he didn't hear Mu Yunxi's words clearly, so he had to repeat it again.

But he turned his head to find that Yuna was no longer around, and instead ran outside the store to chase some strange figure.

Mu Yunxi hurriedly chased him out, and hurriedly went out to ask Youna what was the matter?

"Just now I seem to have seen Shuo Ming, the owner of the Crying Piano Shop. ”

"Are you mistaken? Mr. Shuo Ming didn't come today. ”

"The store manager Cao Yintian is Shuo Ming's friend, how could he not let Shuo Ming come to such an important banquet?"

Actually, the store manager had already invited him, but he had something to do, and in my opinion it was just an excuse for him not to come. ”

"That's a pity!" Yuna sighed helplessly, "He helped me a lot before, and I wanted to express my gratitude to him." ”

"I've also helped you a lot, why didn't I see you thank me!" Mu Yunxi looked back and smiled.

"It's natural for you to help me, because you treat me as Shen Fangli, but Shuo Ming will actually help me, he is not related to me, there is no need to do his best for a person I don't know, the most important point: he calls me the same as the priest. ”

"It seems that you still can't forget that dead man!" Mu Yunxi's disappointment was written on his face, and the sound of cracking came from the support stick in his hand.

"Lord Priest didn't ......" As soon as she was halfway through the words, Yuna hurriedly swallowed it back, if she let Mu Yunxi know her guess that Ling Wenxuan was not dead, Mu Yunxi would definitely stop her from investigating, she should learn the lesson that put her friend in danger and take everything alone.

At this time, Shuo Ming's proverbs echoed in Youna's mind, and she couldn't help but ask herself: Now that she regrets pretending to live with Shen Fangli, what should she do?