Qin Yan didn't answer Officer Zheng's words, his eyes were still staring at the tombstone, and his expression looked serious and serious.

At this time, several policemen came in at the door of the basement, all holding electrification equipment in their hands, and after a while, a fluorescent lamp as big as a small sun was lit up in the dark and cold basement, and when it was suddenly lit, Qin Yan's piercing eyes were a little uncomfortable. He closed his eyes and turned his head to get used to it for a moment before slowly opening them again.

"Officer Zheng, since I've already taken you here, can I leave now?" Although Qin Yan was also very curious about what was going on here, curiosity was curiosity, but he knew very well in his heart that since this matter was openly handed over to the police to investigate, then he had no reason to interfere. What's more, he is still hungry right now, and Lin Jingjing just sent a message asking him and Wen Wen to go to the house for lunch, saying that her grandfather wanted to see him.

It seems that the girl has told his grandfather all about this.

Officer Zheng groaned, as if he was thinking of some reason to keep Qin Yan behind.

"Officer Zheng, I was busy for most of the night last night, and now it's almost noon, I'm really tired and hungry. Besides, I can't help me here, so if you come back and have something to do with me, just call me, okay? “

Having said that, Officer Zheng really didn't have any reason to keep Qin Yan anymore. So I had to shake hands and say goodbye.

Qin Yan took Xiaoyi out of the underground cemetery, and on the way back to the hotel to pick up the warmth, Xiaoyi kept silent. Qin Yan knew that she was worried about her parents' tombstones, so he told her that he would definitely find out, and asked her not to worry and wait, so he appeased the girl and went back to the spirit rune to rest.

Lin Jingjing's grandfather is an old man with crane hair and a childish face, and at first glance, it gives people a feeling of fairy wind and bones.

When Qin Yan and Wen Wen arrived, the Lin family had already prepared a table of sumptuous meals, but there were only two people in the house, Old Man Lin and Lin Jingjing, so they thought that it should have been deliberately arranged like this.

Qin Yan was also polite, and his stomach was really hungry, so he ate as soon as he sat down at the table. But Old Man Lin ate very little, only tasted a few dishes in front of him, and then put down his chopsticks and waited for Qin Yan.

It didn't take much effort, Qin Yan followed Old Man Lin to the study after he was full, leaving Wen Wen and Lin Jingjing to chew and eat slowly. But Lin Jingjing was obviously not in a state either, watching her grandfather and Qin Yan leave, her eyes followed them until she entered the study.

"How long has Mr. Qin been in this business? Ancestral? "Old Man Lin saw from the first time he saw Qin Yan that he was not simple, but what kind of method was not simple, of course he couldn't see through it.

"You can call me Qin Yan." Qin Yan stood beside Old Man Lin's bookshelf, and glanced at his neatly arranged books on Taoism, the Gate of Hell, and the Buddha's Justification of the Buddha, just looking at the titles of these books, he felt very funny. "It's an ancestral heirloom, anyway, I have understood something since I was a child."

"Okay, then I'll call you Qin Yan. I'll show you something. Old Man Lin said, walked to the safe behind the desk, opened the safe through his fingerprints, and then took out a small black wooden box from it, opened it, took out a pure white silk handkerchief from it, and unfolded the silk handkerchief in front of Qin Yan, revealing a purple figure in the lower right corner.

With just one glance, Qin Yan could see that the purple pattern was exactly the same as the purple birthmark on Lin Jingjing's face.

"Where did this thing come from?" Qin Yan took the silk handkerchief, it was light and soft, and it was like nothing in his hand. I touched the material carefully, but I couldn't tell what kind of silk it was woven from.

"It was given to a friend of mine when I was younger." When he said this, there was a trace of embarrassment and unnaturalness on Old Man Lin's face.

"Presumably this friend of the old man is a woman." Qin Yan pinched the silk handkerchief, put it to his nose and sniffed it, and said, "This handkerchief must have a history of more than two hundred years, and your friend should have given it to you decades ago, so you have never washed it since you received it?" Why is there still a feminine smell of fat powder? ”

Old Man Lin pulled the corners of his mouth unnaturally, and when Qin Yan saw him like this, he guessed that he deliberately did not wash it, but wanted to leave this smell.

"Alright, old man, let's get down to business." Qin Yan sat on the chair in front of the desk, spread the handkerchief on the table, pointed to the purple figure on it and asked, "This has something to do with the birthmark on Jingjing's face, right?" Let's start with the friend you met when you were younger, and I'm curious how she managed to get Jingjing to have this birthmark. ”

The old man leaned his upper body against the back of the chair, and before recalling the past, there was a complex emotion in his eyes that was intertwined with yearning and pain, "That was fifty-five years ago, when I was only twenty-five years old, and I had just returned from studying abroad, because I had not completely taken over the family's business, so I had more free time. At that time, the most frequented was a bookstore, which was not very big, but the environment was very elegant and quiet. It was there that I met her. ”

When he said "her", Old Man Lin closed his eyes and sighed softly, "Alas...... everything is a bad fate!" ”

"She was the owner of that bookstore, and she was twenty-four or five years old at the time, and she was very beautiful, but she also had a purple birthmark on her face that was exactly the same as Jingjing, and because of the backdrop of that birthmark, she was as shining as a dazzling pearl."

Sure enough, it was a lover's eyes, Qin Yan raised his hand and touched his nose, thinking to himself, regardless of whether that woman was really beautiful or not, how could she feel that there was some inevitable connection between her and Lin Jingjing.

"You're right, she's Jingjing's grandmother." Old Man Lin seemed to see what Qin Yan was thinking, so he simply revealed the truth.

"We spent three months together, but it was only one night to break the taboo, and then she disappeared. I searched for her for more than half a year but couldn't find her, and then, a year after she left me, I saw a newborn baby boy at my doorstep, and the baby boy's package contained the silk handkerchief and the time of his birth. I recognized the handkerchief as hers, and counting the time, the baby should be my son, Jingjing's father. After she left the baby in front of my house, she disappeared again. No, she didn't even wait to see me and left. ”

"Then I couldn't wait any longer, so I married someone else. And until thirty years after I got married, she never appeared again, and not even the slightest bit of news was revealed. I thought she had an accident or someone had gone abroad. Anyway, I never saw her again. However, when Jingjing was born, she appeared, no, it can't be said to be an appearance, she gave me a few dreams, saying that she wanted to take Jingjing away. ”