My whole body felt as if I had been hit by electricity, and a chill rushed from the soles of my feet to the top of my head, and goosebumps instantly rose all over my body. How could my sister's photo be here? I picked up the frame, and I even wished I had the wrong person. But the person in the photo frame, with bright eyes and bright teeth, is completely like a sister. It's just that such a refreshing and energetic look, it should be my sister a few years ago. The current sister is haggard and has long lost that look.

I looked around again, and there were quite a few things in the house, but they were all for women. Except for those unopened gifts, but looking at the packaging, they are nothing more than bags and cosmetics, and the rest of the things, whether clothes and shoes, are women's. It's just that it shouldn't have been used for a long time, I reached out and touched it, and it was all ash.

There was also a cardboard box on the table, which I opened, and it was full of used daily necessities, combs, hairpins, half-used cosmetics and towels, etc., and the more I looked at it, the more my heart beat so suddenly that it almost jumped out of my chest. The hairpin is my sister's favorite style, simple and neat, without any rhinestones and other decorations, just bright two metallic colors twisted together; The material of the towel is also the pure cotton that my sister likes; I looked down, my hand began to tremble slightly, there was a familiar tooth cup, and a Guerlain lotion and a bottle of cream, the first time I came here, I saw these in the bathroom, I thought it was Xia Mengci's, and then I didn't see it, but now that thing is here. It can be seen that the things in this room are not Lu Zenghan's so-called friends at all, they are cleaned up by himself. It's just that these things, whose ones are they? Did his previous girlfriends use it? But why is there a photo of my sister? And the hairpins, cotton towels, and Guerlain cosmetics that my sister likes, are they my sister's?

There has never been a moment when my heart was beating so fast and my whole body was shaking so hard. I could barely stand up, there was a dusty chair in the room, and I sat down on the table, but I still couldn't help but feel terrified. It was as if my whole world had been turned upside down, and all the colors in the sky spun to the ground in an instant. I had some bad imaginations, but I didn't dare to follow them.

My head ached, and I got up, and I wanted to get out of the house, I didn't want to see that. But I ran to the door and finally held on to the door frame and got tangled, I gasped and walked out, can I pretend that I haven't seen anything? Can I explain this to my heart? I can't, I'm just going to get more tangled.

Standing in the doorway for a long time, there was a room of things behind me as if there was a spring tied to my body, and the more I tried to escape, the tighter the spring behind my back pulled, I turned around, trembled slightly, and continued to look at those things.

I picked up a pair of shoes, these shoes are very good-looking, the shape is smooth, high heels with rhinestones, not my sister's style, like shoes needed for the glamorous occasions such as entering and exiting the stage or banquet, but the workmanship is very meticulous, and the brand is also a foreign niche light luxury brand, the price will not be cheap, not like it is used for stage performances, it can only be worn by celebrities and ladies in and out of high society banquets. Who will it be? Xia Mengci's seems to be more reasonable, I desperately recall Xia Mengci's image in my head, and I have the impression that Xia Mengci's feet are bigger than this shoe. This size –

I hesitated, put my shoes on the ground, and stepped in. The size is just right. Not a long point, not a short point. I sat down in my chair again, and like crazy, stepped on all the shoes I saw and tried them on, but each one fit perfectly.

"Nope! No! I clasped my head in my hands and whispered. Although I am taller than my sister, my sister and I are the same size on our feet, both size 37. All the shoes here, are 37.

I went crazy, ran over and opened all the wardrobes, hung a few women's clothes, some suits and dresses, several even particularly exposed, a big mouth on the back, a big mouth on the chest, and one another, it turned out to be no different from a see-through suit, depending on the size, my sister's height can be worn, and one of the suits, I have seen. I ran outside and brought my phone to the photo album that my sister sent me before, it was this set, a dark fuchsia suit, very professional, very capable, I thought it was very beautiful, so I saved it. Unexpectedly, I saw the real thing here. I shivered and touched the dress, and it was all dusty.

In the corner of the wall next to the wardrobe, there are many framed paintings, one by one against the wall, about a dozen. I have a strong desire in my heart, these paintings are Xia Mengci's, please God, let them be Xia Mengci's paintings.

I touched it, withdrew my hand again, and struggled again and again, still pulling it down one by one, some small, some big, not Qinghe's style, not Xia Mengci's ghostwriter Shen Ru, it's my sister's painting style, but there are a few, and there is still a bit of Lanke's painting style. The last painting was wrapped in paper, I couldn't see what it was drawing, and it was larger than the previous ones. I didn't dare to open it again as if my hands were burned.

Enough, these are enough, how much more do I have to open, how much whitewashed ignorance do I have to tear up? I looked around in despair, why is this happening? It was as if a dense, black net had pressed against me, and I fell to the ground, dizzy. I leaned limply against the cabinet next to me, my mind blank. I don't know if I'm awake or fainted, for a long time, I lost my mind.

I don't know how long it took for me to wake up in a daze, I got up in a panic, didn't look at anything, just touched the key, hurried out of the room, and locked the door. If I could turn back the clock, I really wish I hadn't been to this house. But I saw it, I saw everything.

I found the medicine and took two pills, only to get a little better, and my head was not so dizzy. The living room was empty, but it was much safer and warmer than the house. There is a big dressing mirror in the living room, I stand in front of the dressing mirror blankly, I am my sister, is it really similar? I reached out and touched myself in the mirror, Xin Keqiao, Xin Keqiao, you are so stupid.

I stumbled back to my bedroom and lay down, my mind tumbling. Lu Zenghan must know his sister, but why did he say he didn't know him? He had obviously seen my WeChat profile picture with my sister, but he didn't know him. From the beginning to the present, he has been hiding from me the fact that he knows his sister, why? Could it really be like what Han Muzhi said, is he looking for his sister? Looking for my sister through me?

But he's a police officer, why should he look for his sister? My sister studied painting, but she didn't keep painting after graduation, and she stayed in a company and worked as an art editor for a magazine, so how could she have anything to do with the police? Could it be that my sister did something that she shouldn't have done? I suddenly thought of Xia Mengci's money laundering through painting, but it's not right, my sister didn't make a name like the famous Qinghe. Moreover, why is my sister's painting with Lanke's? And who is that Lanke? When I think of Lanco, my head is bigger.

And the most terrible thing is that the things that my sister left here are very private, from clothes and shoes to towels, toothbrushes, and skin care products, which means that my sister once lived here, but the house is Lu Zenghan's, have they lived together? Oh my God, my veins almost burst out when I think about it. Once this idea appears, it is like a demon that cannot be driven away, which I think is absurd, but I feel reasonable. If not, why didn't Lu Zenghan throw away those things for a long time, but stayed in the house like a baby, as if he missed something. What's the story?

I tossed and turned all night, closing my eyes and not letting my mind stop. I didn't sleep all night, and the next morning I called Mei Zijun with a dumb voice, and I didn't greet him politely, and asked directly: "How is the matter of Lanke that you helped me check?" ”

Mei Zijun laughed: "You are a conscienceless." I haven't been in touch for so long, and I don't ask if I'm okay when I come up, and I don't ask how I am doing for the New Year. ”

"Zijun, I'm really not in the mood to say hello." My throat was smoking, and my voice was weak, "I really want to know, who is that Lanke?" ”

"But Joe, what's wrong with you, are you alright?" Mei Zijun heard that my voice was wrong, and hurriedly asked, "Are you sick, I'll go see you?" ”

"No, it's just a little tired." I replied simply.

"That's good." Mei Zijun breathed a sigh of relief, and then replied, "I checked Lan Ke's matter for you, but I didn't find this person, it's a stage name or pen name, right?" The surname is Lan, Nancheng doesn't have such a name. ”

"Or someone else with the surname, called Lan Ke, is there?" I asked.

"No, I've checked it all, fuzzy query, accurate query, I can't find this person's information, whether it's Nancheng's household registration or permanent resident registration, or temporary resident population, I have checked it all over. No, I don't. Mei Zijun asked me in a sincere tone, "Why don't you give me more information?" ”

I pondered for a while, and I wanted to ask, is there such a person among Zou Shizhao's former lovers? Suddenly stopped. After thinking about it, I whispered to Mei Zijun: "Forget it, no need." I don't want to check it either, it's nothing. ”

"You, you were in a hurry early in the morning, and asked me as if you had burned your feet, and now you are so lazy and lazy, if you need me to check, I will find a way to check it again." Mei Zijun said kindly.

"Forget it. I suddenly remembered that I had entrusted you with this before, so I asked about my whereabouts. It doesn't matter if you don't know. I deliberately made my tone very relaxed, and chatted with Mei Zijun for a long time about his New Year's situation before hanging up the phone.

Putting down my phone, my mood was even heavier. Lan Ke is well-known in Zou Shizhao's circle, will Mei Zijun not be able to find out? Unless someone won't let him tell me.