Ling Guodong asked the people from the Physical Evidence Forensics Department to bring back the broken hair seal found for testing, once it was proved that it was Mu Hanzhi, then the suicide case twenty years ago would be a little interesting.

Inside, there was the bedroom, which was very clean and tidy, and on the cabinet opposite the bed was a vase, and the flowers inside had withered and decayed, and I couldn't recognize what it was.

Yun Duruo and Ling Guodong carefully investigated the scene, I basically didn't know anything about criminal investigation, I couldn't see any clues from the surface of the room, and sometimes I admired Yun Duruo, in the cases she handled, she could always find clues from subtle places, which was a bit the same as my autopsy.

"Come and have a look." Ling Guodong said loudly by the closet.

Yun Duruo and I walked over, Ling Guodong pointed to the last drawer under the wardrobe, this drawer was not completely closed, and there was obviously more dust under the wardrobe than in other places, and the overlap was unnatural, it was obvious that it had just piled up.

"This drawer has been opened, and it was recently, and the dust from the drawer fell to the ground when it was pulled." Ling Guodong said to us.

Yun Duruo opened the drawer, and the things inside were neatly arranged, and it could be seen that Mu Hanzhi was a woman who loved to be neat, but there was a large blank space in the middle of the drawer, and it was obvious that something had been put here, and now it had been taken away.

Yun Duruo opened the top two drawers, the first one contained some books, and the second one contained a very delicate wooden box, and when he opened it, he found that it contained some jewelry, although it was not expensive, but most of it was gold and silver, and it should be worth a lot of money.

"Judging from the cleanliness of the room, the people who came in did not turn over other places at all, but directly opened the last drawer, which shows that the people who came in seemed to know the layout of the room and the placement of things very well, and the purpose was also very clear, to get something." Yun Duruo's gaze looked at the blank space in the middle of the last drawer and said. "And the jewelry in the second drawer has not moved, it can be seen that it is not for money, Mu Hanzhi is just an actor, what can she leave more important than money?"

"Cloud team, here's a discovery!" A colleague next to him said loudly.

I found a black and white photo under the bed next to the wardrobe, which is very old from the degree of obsolescence, this is a photo of two people, and it can vaguely be a group photo of a man and a woman, but the faces of the two people in the photo are no longer clear, the surface of the photo is uneven, I touched it carefully with my hand, and the photo has traces of burning and corrosion.

"It's sulfuric acid!" Ling Guodong glanced at it and said very experiencedly.

The distribution of sulfuric acid in the photograph is very regular, and it appears on the faces of both men and women, and the person who corroded the photograph with sulfuric acid did not want others to see the faces of the men and women.

There are also mottled marks on the photo, like the marks left by water droplets falling on it and drying up, but this mark is completely different from the traces left by corrosion, Ling Guodong said that this photo is a recent thing in terms of the degree of corrosion, and the imprint is a long time ago.

Ling Guodong took the reagent and dropped a little on the mark, the pH value showed that it was alkaline, and Ling Guodong said that he would not know what it was until he went back for testing.

"It's tears!" Yun Duruo took a deep breath and said calmly. "Mu Xiaoxuan's father has never appeared, and Mu Hanzhi is depressed for this man and looks at the photo of the two all day long to wash his face with tears, so tears fall on the photo."

"Hmmm! It is very likely that the lysozyme in the tears is alkaline at pH. Ling Guodong nodded and said.

I can imagine the scene of Han Muzhi grieving in front of a photo all day long, it can be seen that Mu Hanzhi has a deep affection for this man, as for why the sulfuric acid on the photo erases the person's face, I can't figure it out for a while, the woman in the photo should be Mu Hanzhi, and the man whose face was ruined may be the mysterious man that Mu Hanzhi has never told anyone.

Who will come back and ruin their faces with sulfuric acid?

Did the person who destroyed the photo not want people to see Mu Hanzhi's appearance, or did he not want people to see this man's appearance?

My mind was full of doubts, and when I turned my head, something was shining in the back of the wardrobe in the light, and I took tweezers and carefully pinched it out of it, a colorful triangular paper corner.

I haven't seen this thing, I don't understand where it was left, hand it to Yun Duruo, and look at her expression at a loss, Ling Guodong took it and looked at it for a long time, and immediately opened the last drawer, looked at the blank area, and said excitedly.

"Album! What was taken away was the photo album! ”

Ling Guodong told us that the triangular paper corner I found behind the wardrobe was something that was used to fix photos in the photo album a long time ago, and it is rare now, Yun Du nodded thoughtfully, looked at the room and said to himself.

"The person who came in took away the album, judging from the degree of corrosion of sulfuric acid on the photo, it happened recently, the person who came in should have looked through the photos in this room, and also treated the photos with sulfuric acid, from the act of taking away the album, it can be seen that the people who came in poured sulfuric acid on the photo not deliberately trying to hide anything, but ...... It's revenge! ”

I agree with Yun Duruo's statement, if you want to hide something, you can take the album directly, and you don't need to do anything else, but the faces of Mu Hanzhi and the man in the photo have been erased, and for a while, I can't tell who the target of revenge and anger is, or both.

And after doing these things, the people who came in originally planned to take the photos with them, but because the triangular paper corners that fixed the photos in the album were loose, the paper corners and photos fell out inadvertently, and the people who came in did not notice it.

The person who came was not only familiar with the room but also familiar with Mu Hanzhi, and he didn't take anything, but took away the album, which shows that for this person, the album is particularly important, or what is in the album that he doesn't want others to know.

"Mu Hanzhi is just an actor, even if she becomes famous, she is limited to the Peking Opera industry, what secrets can she not let others know?" Ling Guodong said puzzledly. "If it's really a secret, there's no need to take a picture, what does it mean to take the album?"

"The more you care about something, the more you want to hide something!" Yun Duruo said with a serious expression. "Mu Hanzhi has been dead for more than 20 years, and suddenly appeared, whether it is a person or a ghost, there must be a reason, someone took the album because they didn't want us to find this reason, it can be seen that Mu Hanzhi's suicide case may have another hidden meaning."

After re-surveying Mu Hanzhi's room, there was nothing else to discover, and when I was leaving, I saw an old-fashioned cassette player on the bedside table, I walked over to take a look, and found that there was a cassette tape inside, and I pressed the play button out of curiosity.

Perhaps because of the age, the speakers of the cassette player were rusted, and the sound played was intermittent and not too clear, and when the sound came out, everyone in the room turned their heads.

Frightened weight loss in the mirror,

Ten thousand hatreds and sorrows on the tip of the eyebrows;

The alliance of mountains and coastal defense changes,

The thin life and red face only complain about the sky;

Looking forward to the end of the book is like a broken thread,

Lan Boudoir sits alone like a year!

If the talented man is a heart-to-heart,

Who has mercy on a lonely and weak girl!

……

The voice in the tape should be Mu Hanzhi's, and what she is singing is her famous song "Mandarin Duck Tomb", although the sound effect is very poor, and I don't know how to appreciate Peking Opera, Mu Hanzhi doesn't know how to sing, but in the resentful singing, I vaguely understand why Mu Hanzhi's Tsing Yi can sing "Mandarin Duck Tomb" so vividly.

Listening to the subdued and frustrating lyrics, Mu Hanzhi is clearly the same person on and off the stage, she has never acted, what she is acting is just her own experience.

Zhou Baiman said that she heard someone in this room singing "Mandarin Duck Tomb" that night, if she was not mistaken, Zhou Baiman should have heard the sound in this cassette machine.

Suddenly the cassette became not very smooth, and the sound inside was also a little out of shape, I was afraid that this card was useless for too long, and the tape would be stuck, and when I was about to turn it off, the sound sounded again, but it became very noisy, like the harsh sound of metal rubbing on the ground.

The intermittent noise was irritating, and I was just about to go to Guan when Yun Duruo stopped her, she walked over quickly, and after listening for a while, she put her ear close to the speaker of the cassette machine, and her brows slowly furrowed.

"Did you hear anything?" Yun Duruo asked me.

I listened and shook my head for a while, and the others said that they didn't hear anything, Yun Duruo motioned for us to be quiet, and she slowly twisted the cassette machine with a serious face.

The loud and harsh grinding sound became louder and louder throughout the room, perhaps because of the dampness of the tape, I could still vaguely hear the sound of a woman chanting intermittently, but as Dangyun Duruo turned up the sound of the cassette machine to the maximum-

Everyone in the room stood stiff in place, their expressions a little dazed and shocked.

In the midst of the loud noise, we could all clearly hear a woman's gloomy and hoarse voice, which had been hidden in the cacophony and kept repeating.

All to die! All to die!

……

I overheard Alan Tam's "Can't Say Goodbye" today, and I can't bear to see you turn your back to me and turn your face to me to leave......

Thinking about it, it has been almost a year since Fang Shi wrote the last final word, and the friends who got together because of Fang Shi at the beginning, now you are all fine, and it is inevitable that fate will gather and disperse, but listening to this song suddenly feel a little nostalgic, I just want to say a word to my friends who have been with each other all the way and are still by my side.

If you are not hurt, the years will be fine