The police found nothing in the search of Villa 76 and the surrounding courtyard, and the police carefully examined almost all the places in the room where footprints and fingerprints might have been left, but found no traces that could be compared, as if no one had ever lived here.

Although the police concluded that the suspicion of homicide was ruled out, however, at Lu Xiao's strong request, some specific investigations were launched into the first murder case in the villa.

The first murder case of No. 72 in Phoenix, the hostess Chen Wu, Han nationality, 38 years old, high school education, household registration is Qicai Village, Xiaojie Town, Kunchuan City, divorced after marriage, lived in Villa No. 72 with her son, and later committed suicide. Surprisingly, all of Chen's archival data in Kunchuan is only a few pages, and the well-documented information dates back to 2000, which means that Chen's personal experience before the age of 28 is a blank.

They could not recall Chen Yu herself, but they only remembered that when the fifth census was conducted in 2000, there were a large number of outsiders in Kunchuan City, and a considerable number of them could not tell their place of origin.

"You said Xiao Chen, she divorced her husband, and she had a son by herself, and her life was miserable...... Fortunately, I see that she divided a lot of property after the divorce and bought a villa...... Who would have thought that in just a few months, how could these two people die in life? Aunt Zhang, who has been blessed in Villa No. 70, recalled while eating melon seeds, "Both of them don't like to talk very much, and the accent seems to be from Liangshan." ”

When Lu Hao told Wang Hao about this, Qin Wufu didn't think so, he insisted that the crime should be investigated from the root, since Chen Wu was the deceased in the first murder, it was necessary to start with her, and it was best to go to Daliang Mountain, Sichuan to investigate.

Lu Xiao said that if he wanted to figure out this, he could not get the assistance of the police, so he could only act on his own.

Wang Hao asked Master for a week off on the grounds that he was going home to visit his family, and Master happily approved it.

Walking out of the Phoenix community, Wang Hao's mood was much better, and the matter of Villa No. 72 at least had a direction to work on, which gradually sorted out the events that were originally like a mess.

He walked to the side of the road to hail a taxi, and as soon as he came to the intersection, he saw a person standing on the side of the road.

"Packed up?" Qin Wu's slender and crystalline fingers were inserted into his pocket and spoke.

"It's not running away from home, I don't have to take anything with me." Wang Hao replied.

Qin Wufu nodded, and a strand of black hair hung from his white baseball cap.

Qin Wuwu tried his best to help himself, Wang Hao was very moved, looking at him, his eyes were shining.

"I've brought something, help me with my luggage." Qin Wufu unloaded the blue travel bag from his shoulder, hung it on Wang Hao, rubbed his arm, shook his head, and said softly, "I'm tired of Lao Tzu." ”

Wang Hao sighed, full of gratitude and turned into black lines.

Fuck your uncle.

When Wang Hao held the train ticket in his hand, he had a real feeling for this journey.

He was about to go to Sichuan, and it was said on TV that it was a very beautiful place, the end of the world, so he sang happily: "Forgive me for being unruly and indulgent in my life...... freedom"

He snorted vigorously, and Qin Wufu beside him propped his chin and looked at him like a fool.

Wang Hao blushed.

"You're out of tune." Qin Wufu smiled indifferently, took a deep breath, brewed, and exhaled, "Forgive me for being uninhibited and indulgent in this life!" I'm also afraid that one day I'll fall – that's right. ”

“……”

Wang Hao pursed his lips, but he didn't dare to agree, for his tone, it seemed to be ...... It's not much better.

Just look at the eyes of the people around you.

The ticket at 10 o'clock in the evening is still half an hour away.

Now that the Spring Festival is approaching, there are so many people in the waiting room that Qin Wuwu is afraid of being stepped on, so he squatted in the corner with Wang Hao, and the two waited quietly for the ticket check.

"Are we really going to Daliang Mountain?" Wang Hao asked again.

Qin Wufu squatted there, his eyes flashing, and nodded.

Wang Hao asked again: "We have to take the train for three days and three nights, right?" ”

"No, it's just a day." Qin Wufu took over the conversation, "It's really slow, there is no ticket for Kunchuan to Sichuan, otherwise I will go directly by plane." ”

"The one named Chen Wu, how to find it?"

"There are Han people in Liangshan and they are still surnamed Chen, so it should not be difficult to find." Qin Wufu spoke softly, his voice lazy.

"Tsk, that's a good idea!" Wang Hao was dumbfounded, and suddenly realized.

Qin Wufu snorted and laughed on the side.

"Attention to the passengers of the K161 train, attention to the passengers of the K161 train......" A sweet female voice came from the radio.

"It's time to check the tickets, let's go." Wang Hao stood up, patted the floating ash on Qin's useless travel bag, and carried it on his shoulder.

This backpack Wang Hao was very heavy at the beginning, and he didn't know what was in it.

The uniformed staff wearing white gloves stood at the ticket gate, and Wang Haole handed the two tickets to the staff.

Out of the ticket gate, Wang Hao broke out in a cold sweat, he grew so big, he had never seen so many people.

During the Spring Festival, there was a commotion on the platform, and all kinds of people almost drowned them.

I finally squeezed into the bus in the crowd, but most of them were blocked at the entrance of the carriage, wanting to wait for others to find a seat and leave by themselves when they were not crowded.

After about ten minutes, the passengers dispersed, and the two sighed and began to search for seats by the number on the ticket.

"Nos. 71, 72......"

Wang Hao pulled the corner of Qin Wufu's clothes and pointed to the two seats on the left, he felt that Qin Wufu was obviously relieved.

Qin Wufu took the backpack and put it away, and sat in the seat by the window.

Wang Hao sat next to Qin Wufu, Qin Wufu looked at his watch, the hour hand was one square away from zero o'clock, and the carriage gradually became quiet.

The train clanged, and Wang Hao listened to the whistling wind, feeling very tired and tired......

When Wang Hao was asleep, Qin Wufu's eyes were wide open, maintaining his complete self, he couldn't tolerate that when his thoughts were interrupted and defenseless, others were still present next to him in a sober way, which would make him feel uncomfortable.

Qin Wufu sat there, leisurely looking out of the window, looking at the white expanse rolling over.

This is what you can see when you look at the snow in the train, the small squares, like a kaleidoscope, in the scenery that is speeding by, and the snowflakes are the background.

When Wang Hao woke up, it was already the early morning of the second day, and he rubbed his eyes and looked at Qin Wufu.

Qin Wufu was still the same as yesterday, but there was a faint bloodshot in his eyes.

"You didn't sleep?" Wang Hao's voice was thick and nasal with the sound of having just woken up.

Qin Wufu glanced at him and smiled flatly: "Are you awake, dead pig?" I snorted loud enough last night. ”

Wang Hao scratched his head in extreme embarrassment.

"Is there any water?" Wang Hao licked his chapped lips and scratched beside him blankly.

Qin Wufu immediately handed over a bottle of unscrewed mineral water.

Wang Hao drank most of the bottle in one go, then sat on the seat and hiccuped, and after shaking his head a few times, he finally sobered up.

"Hungry?" Qin Wufu asked, "Shall I get you something to eat?" ”

"No, no, no." Wang Hao grunted.

Qin Wufu left his seat without hesitation, and when he came back, he held two paper bowls in his hands.

Wang Hao hurriedly stretched out his hand to take it, got up and gave up his seat to Qin Wufu.

Wang Hao didn't have an appetite, but when he saw this, he swallowed his saliva, whispered thank you, and sat down to chew his head.

It is still a day's drive from Liangshan, Sichuan.

"You can sleep for a while." Wang Hao looked at Qin useless.

Qin Wufu pulled down his hat, leaned his head slightly against the window, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, I arrived at Liangshan Station.