The moon slowly sets, the silver-gray veil fades and is replaced by a charming red, and the sun rises from the east like a fat baby's face, representing the beginning of a new day, and for most people, it represents hope, but for some special people, a new day represents nothing but despair.

Crash! Ouyang Xiu opened the beige curtains, and the dazzling sunlight suddenly shone into the cold room, but Ouyang Xiu didn't feel a trace of warmth, slowly sat on the stool, picked up the already cold tea on the table, and drank it in one gulp.

Bang bang bang!

"Please come in!" Hearing a knock on the door outside the room, Ouyang Xiu sighed and said softly, "The door is not locked." ”

Crunch! As soon as the words fell, Gu Jie walked in with his tired body, and without saying a word, he lay directly on the bed in the room, and the dark circles on his eye sockets could indicate that he was basically not sleeping.

"Are they alright?" The tea in the cup had already been drunk, but Ouyang Xiu didn't realize it, holding the cup to his mouth, his eyes looked at Gu Jie who was lying on the bed, and asked slowly.

"Are you okay?" Gu Jie rubbed his eyes that were about to close, knocked on his faintly aching head, and said in a sluggish manner, "Xiao Xun cried all night, and now she is asleep, Sister Menghan has not woken up, she is still in a coma, this incident has hit them very hard, but it is not something that can be appeased in a week or two." By the way, is there any news over there? ”

"Nope." Ouyang Xiu put down the teaglass, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, turned on the SMS function, and found that there was no latest news, so he couldn't help but shake his head, "It's been a week since things happened, let's ...... It's better not to put anything too hopeful. ”

"You're talking like that!" Hearing Ouyang Xiu say this, Gu Jie didn't know where the power came from, a carp stood firmly on the ground, grabbed Ouyang Xiu's collar, and yelled at him: "Everyone hasn't given up, how can you give up first!" You're the president, the president of the famous Sherlock Detective Agency, if you don't have confidence, what do you think Kaoru and Sister Menghan will become, do you know it! ”

"The president of the Sherlock Detective Agency?!" Ouyang Xiu smiled helplessly, "Do you think I can still be the president?" I can't even guarantee the lives of the members, so what face do I have to be the president. Gu Jie, to be honest, I really haven't failed so much in my life, we lost completely this time, I know the anger in your heart is greater than anyone else, if you think you can vent by beating me, then come on. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Jie's other hand clenched into a fist and raised it high, aiming at Ouyang Xiu's more decadent face, his eyes staring at him deadly, as if he wanted to see how Ouyang Xiu reacted. However, Ouyang Xiu didn't react at all, just closed his eyes, looked appointed, and quietly waited for Gu Jie's violent beating.

"Cut!" Gu Jie put down his fist and snorted disdainfully, he knew that he couldn't get off that hand, so he slowly let go of Ouyang Xiu's collar and lay down on the bed again, his eyes stared at the ceiling for a long time, feeling that his heart was much calmer, before he spoke: "Ouyang Xiu, you say...... Is Dumbo still alive? ”

"I don't know." Ouyang Xiu tidied up his messy collar and gave Gu Jie an ambiguous answer, "There is basically no possibility of surviving under that kind of explosion, but no body was found, in that case, there are only three results, first, Zheng Hanfei was blown into powder, naturally there will be no corpse, second, Zheng Hanfei's body flew to that place without knowing the impact of the explosion, and third, he is still alive, but from the situation that he has not returned for a week, it is most likely the first possibility." ”

Is this the only result?! Hearing Ouyang Xiu's analysis, Gu Jie's hands tightened slightly, it's been a week! It's been a week since the London Eye explosion, and he thought that Zheng Hanfei was dead when he found Zheng Hanfei's watch before, but each of them had a glimmer of hope in their hearts, because no body was found, and this watch may not be Zheng Hanfei's, but someone else's, such as an afterimage!

However, as time passed, each of them felt that this idea was self-deception, and if Zheng Hanfei was really alive, then he should have looked for them a long time ago.

The most important thing is that, judging from the white mask that Zhou Zheng found from the explosion site that was blown to pieces and the relatively special bomb fragments, everyone in the detective agency vaguely felt that everything that happened was not so simple.

This case is not over!