I threw away the white paper in my hand, and after comparing it with Xierzhuo, the black handprint on the white paper was actually just dirt in the flower bed outside.

This guy, in addition to rummaging in my room, also went outside to rummage in the flower beds.

This information is basically of little use to me.

After being a little dazed, I looked up at the girl who was kneeling in front of me with dull eyes, and I suddenly had an idea: I'm afraid that the girl was preconceived and thought too much.

But I quickly overturned the idea again because of the two bloody words on the door.

There aren't many people in this room who can come in. Originally, there was a cleaner in the villa who helped me disturb the hygiene, but after Yaya came, the cleaning work was done by Yaya herself.

Originally, I didn't want her to work so hard, but she insisted on it, she said: She just wants to live an ordinary life with me in the future.

Those two blood words, who are the people who stayed here after all?

I asked Xierzhuo to check the surveillance for me, and I didn't see any suspicious people coming in or out.

Is this person too powerful, or is there another fragment of the Illusory World Seal on Earth?

If the other party has a phantom seal, it is indeed easy to evade these surveillances. But if it's the Illusory Seal, the fragments of the Illusory Seal on my body will react.

The clue now is just that strange handprint.

After thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't figure out who the murderer was, and as for the motive for the crime, it was even more difficult to determine.

If I really want to be sure, I can only think of two more reasonable motives for the crime right now. The first one is what Yaya just said, there is a very mysterious person who came to me to look for something, and my father-in-law stopped him, and then he was victimized.

Another motive for the crime is the last thing I want to see: that is, the struggle for power, this is an assassination!

I rubbed my temples, there weren't enough clues, and there was really no way to pinpoint who the killer was.

Seeing the girl sitting across from her with her head down, I sighed, walked behind her, gently stopped her in my arms, and comforted, "As long as I don't see ...... people, there will be a chance! ”

She nodded obediently and threw herself into my arms.

Originally, I thought it was just a matter of thinking about it, but as time went by, I had to start thinking about it too.

When it was noon, I still didn't see the shadow of my father and father-in-law, and I couldn't contact them.

The villa, which was happy yesterday, is full of death this morning.

even coaxed and deceived Yaya to eat something.

Naturally, I was worried about my father and father-in-law, but I knew it would be useless to worry.

A man squatted in the kitchen, watching the fainter and fading marks inside. There is also the last half of the word "spirit" in "sacrifice to the spirit", what is the word written?

I'm hoping to see some clues from this.

By the afternoon, there was still nothing to discover. I could only sigh and carefully collect the blood on the ground to see if I could identify whose blood it was by DNA.

It's not the past, if we call the police, the police will indeed bring us some help, but it will also bring us huge trouble, even life-threatening.

We are not citizens of this country, not even people of the planet.

Squatting on the ground, I was thinking about what the spirit of sacrifice had to do with this matter, but I heard Yaya's voice shouting outside, "Zhuo, come out and see, what is this?" ”

I froze: finally got a clue?

When I walked out, I saw Yaya sitting on the sofa with a somewhat ugly face. Holding a photo in his hand.

All of a sudden, I had some bad feelings. Looking at the photo in her hand, she was immediately covered in cold sweat.

The picture in her hand, I've seen! The last time I was arrested, I had this picture in my "crime" bag...... In the dilapidated building of Shenghe Hotel, a photo of me and Axue kissing!

At this time, how did it appear in Yaya's hands?

"What's going on?" She looked up at me, very angry, and looked like she was asking for sin.

There was still a long list of questions in her mind, but they all disappeared with her words.

I know she's sad now, and if I explain it a little badly, I'm afraid she'll leave me and I.

I looked at her and could only lie seriously: "At that time our situation was dangerous, we could only act. Yaya, I don't want to kiss her. ”

She stared at the photo for a long time, and then said hatefully: "Since that's the case." Then I'll forgive you for once. If you dare to mess around with other women again, then I'm sorry, let's break up! No! It's divorce! I don't like it when you've touched other women and then come and touch me. ”

Secretly wiped a cold sweat, thinking that this level was finally over.

There are no loopholes in this lie, at least not now. Because the background of the photo is really rash, you can see that it is the kind of place that is prone to danger.

"Who is she?" Yaya continued to ask.

I didn't want to hide it, and said, "Wu Tongxue, a former partner." She's saved me several times. I, Yun Zhuo, also owe her two lives. ”

"How many times have I saved you?" Her tone was suddenly sour, "What about me?" ”

"I am grateful to her. But she can't compare to you. Because she's just my friend and you're my lover. In order to make her happy, I whispered in her ear again, "The most important thing is that she is not as sweet as you." ”

"You love!" She wanted to laugh but held back. I knew she was genuinely happy.

All right! I've coaxed her for the time being, and now it's time to get down to business.

"Yaya, where did you get this photo?"

"What's wrong? Do you want to destroy incriminating evidence? ”

"It's not!" I said, "I just think this picture is weird." ”

I've always thought this photo is weird, but I haven't been able to find the answer.

In that dilapidated building, there is no surveillance at all, how did this photo come out?

I thought someone was following us, but I couldn't think of anyone stalking us.

I've thought about stuffy gourds. But now it seems that this is naturally impossible.

"Strange?" The girl suddenly froze, looked at me, and said, "Zhuo, this is really a bit strange. Because this photo was sent by someone else! It's really strange to send us such a thing at this time. Zhuo, did you think it was sent by the priestly spirit? What is she going to tell us? She even said that Dad and Daddy are in her hands, and she is giving us such a thing now, is she going to negotiate terms with us? ”

"It's possible!" But I couldn't help but think, "If the other party wants to negotiate terms with us, do we need to send a photo?" Wouldn't a phone call, or a text message, be more convenient? Even if you send a photo, you shouldn't send such a photo, you should send a photo of your father or father-in-law, to show that these two people who are very important to us have fallen into their hands. ”

I looked at Yaya, but Yaya looked at the photo in her hand over and over again.

I asked, "Don't you have a sender's message?" ”

"Didn't pay attention!" The maid was stunned and said, "The doorman gave it to me." She said this, put down the photo, picked up the envelope from the sofa, and said strangely, "There is really no sender, only our address here." ”

"It's not sent by the post office or the courier company......"

I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart. It is estimated that even if you go out to ask the doorman now, you can't ask why.

I picked up the photo and flipped through it over and over again. I didn't see any special information, just a photo.

Strange! What did the other party send an empty photo for?

"No way!" I ran out, and when I got to the door, I asked the doorman who was guarding the door, "Lao Liu, where is the person who sent me the letter just now?" ”

"Mr. Tong, is there a problem with the letter?"

I nodded, "No information from the sender." ”

Lao Liu walked out of the guard room, ran out of the door with me, and said, "He just left, he shouldn't have gone far." The man was about forty years old, wearing a plaid shirt and carrying a burlap bag, presumably from the countryside. It's easy to recognize. ”

At the entrance of the villa, there is a very straight asphalt road, which can be seen to go very far.

When I got out of the gate and stood on the road, I saw that on the road on the left, seven or eight hundred meters away, a rickety figure was walking slowly along the road.

Lao Liu said that he was in his forties, and I look at it like this, this person is only afraid that he will be close to sixty years old.

"Wait a minute, uncle!" The road was very quiet, and my shouting was naturally very loud.

The old man stopped and turned to look at me.

The bronzed face, like a high slope of loess, is covered with ravines, gray hair, and slightly cloudy eyes.

Looking at the old man like this, my heart hurt inexplicably. I thought of my father, and my father was pretty much like this now.

My dad is different from ordinary fathers, and he makes me suffer a lot so that I can be stronger. Many times, I think: he is the least responsible father in the world, but also the most responsible.

Daddy is also old, just like the old man in front of him. In the past few days, I have often seen him smoking a pipe silently by himself, his eyes in a daze without focus.

In front of me and Yaya, he was quite energetic, and he was not weaker than when he carried a gun to the battlefield.

But it was only then that I realized that his back was hunched.

My dad was me, but he was a good father.

Daddy also has a very serious heart disease. That was the death of the mother.

After my mother died, my father was always alone and didn't find me a stepmother. Although the organization introduced him many times, he only smiled and did not say anything.

I often look at his lonely figure, and I don't resent him finding another partner. I even tried to persuade him, but he got furious and kicked me out of his office.

After this incident, no one dared to mention the matter of continuation with him. His mother's death will always be a wound in his heart, although no one talks about it, but everyone knows it.

This is also the most admirable thing about Dad.

Thinking that there has been no news from my father all day, I feel extremely uncomfortable.

The old man didn't recognize me, but he recognized Lao Liu.

"Uncle," I greeted politely, and asked, "who brought that letter with you?" Nor did he make it clear in his letter. ”

His movements were very slow, he shook his head, and said, "I'm just helping people carry letters." That man lives with us. When she asked me to bring the letter, she coughed very badly and wrapped her face in a scarf, saying that she was sick and could not see the light. I didn't see her face clearly. I heard from a few old brothers that she was from the city. ”

"Uncle, where do you live?"

"Pu'an, Wazi Village Group 2 ......"

I froze, familiar old place again.

……

Sending off the old man, my heart was very heavy. Back at the villa, as soon as I entered the living room, I saw Yaya holding a photo, jumped over with some excitement, and said, "Zhuo, there are words in this!" ”

She said inside, not above.

Is there a mezzanine in this photo?

Yaya turned on the flashlight and put the picture between me and the flashlight.

A clear line of letters appears on the photo.

There really is a mezzanine!

What kind of important information should the other person put in the mezzanine of the photo?

And to put it in the mezzanine of such a photo?

What is the purpose of the other party doing this?

My heart was suddenly not very comfortable. It is the discomfort of being exposed to the sight of others.

Could it be that this photo was sent to me specifically? The person who sent the photo knew that I was with Yaya, so in order to ensure that the information in the mezzanine was not seen by Yaya, so he deliberately made such a photo?

That also seems to make sense. If Yaya saw this photo, where would she think that there was other information in it, I was afraid that she would immediately take the photo to me Xingshi to ask for guilt. In fact, that's exactly what happened.

Yaya looked at me and said aggrievedly: "But I can't understand the letters here......"

"Can't understand?" I raised my eyebrows, and suddenly two words came to mind in my heart: ciphertext!

Could it be that these English letters are ciphertext?

When I cracked the ciphertext, it killed a lot of my brain cells. Yaya has just seen it, how can she read it?

I didn't say anything, I took out a pen and paper from the drawer of the coffee table, and prepared to write down the English letters on it.

"I've got it done!" Yaya took out another piece of A4 paper and placed it in front of me.

I tried to decrypt it the way I used before.

I didn't expect this attempt to be a success.

It's still four words on paper.

My brow furrowed deeply.

"There's a way?" Yaya asked softly.

I casually wrote on a piece of paper: "Old place, old times." ”

"What do you mean?" The girl looked at me and asked.

That's what I'm thinking about.

These four words are so ordinary that they should not be placed in the mezzanine of photos, let alone encrypted. Just write it on a piece of paper and have someone bring it over.

There are not many people who know this kind of ciphertext, and even fewer people know how to decrypt it. How can this person be sure that I can also decipher this kind of ciphertext?

??? Linked to the word "reminiscence", could it be that this time I really met some old acquaintances and old opponents?

Or is it a euphemism for kidnapping for ransom? To say that it is "reminiscing" is actually to let us talk about conditions in the past.

But even if we go over and talk about the conditions, we don't need to go through such a big deal.

What kind of heart is the other party at ease?