In the police station, Yan Mo and Xiaokong sat at the desk of the meeting in the police station, contemplating the case with serious expressions and solemn expressions, Yan Mo looked at the sky outside from time to time, dark clouds swept in, so low that he couldn't see the buildings in the distance, isn't this just like the scene that night, who could have expected such an unfortunate thing to happen!

"An unmarried couple was killed in the same month, and the murderer was committed by the same person, which can be determined, but what about the purpose? Love kills? No. Vendetta? But who is the murderer? "Yan Mo is puzzled." Remember, the deceased's only last words before dying were his mother. Isn't it referring to his own biological mother, but to his mother who will marry into her in-laws' family? ”

"Can Wen Liang's mother have a way to contact her?" "That's no problem, I've been to Wen Liang's house many times, is there any doubt? It's just that you're not busy right now, do you need me to take you there? "Yes, all right!" The three of them went out of the office building, got into Xiao Kong's car, and went to a remote building under the guidance of Xiao Dong, Xiao Dong led them to a building, came to Unit A, and pressed the doorbell of 101, "Toot", and after more than ten seconds, a desolate, whimpering inquiry came from the door, "Who?" "It's me, Aunt Wen, I'm Wen Liang's colleague Xiao Dong, I've been to your house a few times, do you remember?" "Oh, Xiao Dong, let's talk about it first!" Mother Wen opened the security door for the three of them to go upstairs.

When he came to the door, Yan Mo saw a white-haired, cloudy eyes looking at them weakly as they came up the stairs, their eyes were red and swollen, and the tears under the corners of their eyes had not been wiped clean. Unfortunately, the old man, who was about fifty years old, became so old, and raised his hand tremblingly, "Come in." ”

Seeing that Mother Wen's description was haggard, Xiao Dong had already guessed that she knew about the case, so he comforted her, "I'm sorry Auntie, we didn't handle the matter of Wen Liang and Ling Xuehua well!" When did you find out about Wen Liang? "On the afternoon of his accident, Xiaoxue tried her best to hide her sadness, and came back after work to talk and laugh with me about their marriage, and I can still see the sadness in her eyes, the reluctance in her words I can already understand, originally I thought that there was an emotional gap between the two, just when she was preparing dinner for me, I inadvertently saw the TV news in our city, a young police officer surnamed Wen died, and the police station happened to be where Xiaoliang worked, I tried to call his mobile phone, but I couldn't contact him at all, and under my repeated questioning, Xiaoxue confessed to me that Wen Liang was gone! Leave us behind! ”

After finishing speaking, Mother Wen's tears were uncontrollable again, tears kept leaving along her cheeks, and the tears of bean size weighed more than 100 catties and smashed into the hearts of the three of them, Yan Mo took out a tissue paper from his pocket and stepped forward to wipe Mother Wen's tears, "Auntie, what do your daughters-in-law generally call you?" "Although they are not married yet, since the two of them are married, she will add my mother affectionately before and after others!" "Well, did she mention anything strange or say anything strange when she talked to you about Wen Liang?"

"This morning, I said that I was going to participate in the school's Teacher's Day activities, before leaving, let me stop being sad and sad, saying that I came back at noon to accompany me to eat, but this time, I never came back, a few days ago she said that there was once a tall, round and chubby middle-aged man who wanted to get something from him, it seemed to be a book, that book was Wen Liang's favorite to read before his death, what is the name, called "Skynet", I remember that he will hide it every time he finishes reading, and I really haven't seen it anywhere at home in normal times."

"Did she tell me who the man was?" "It seems to be someone Xiao Liang knows!"

"Then did your Ling Xuehua tell you about that book again?" "No, I've only heard her say it once."

"Mind if we visit your son's room? Actually, we want to find that "Skynet", because there may be the real reason for your son's murder, can we? "Go ahead, just don't mess up the room, that's his favorite layout, and it's the one that took him a week to set up!" "En, thank you, Xiao Kong is here to talk to Auntie, and Xiao Dong and I can go in." Yan Mo glanced at Xiaokong with deep meaning, and nodded lightly at Xiaokong.

"When I opened the door, I was greeted by a computer desk, with a very special floor style, and the row along the door to the computer desk was paved with light blue tiles." Turn on the computer and take a look, maybe he has some important information stored in it. "Yes." Yan Mo plugged in the power plug and turned on the computer.

After the computer was turned on, the picture of Wen Liang and Ling Xuehua sweetly embracing each other was set as the desktop background, the two of them are really a match made in heaven! "Just search your computer for all the content about Skynet! Kindness? Everything on the computer has been deleted! But. ”

Xiao Dong closed the door and asked strangely, "What's wrong?" "Did you see the date of the photo in the background much magnified?" Yan Mo pointed to the time and date that should have been on the photo, the original small date that was not easy to attract attention was more than doubled, as if the picture had been modified, and if you didn't look carefully, you really couldn't see the change in the date! The time is 15:29 on July 26, 2013 ""Count the number of tiles on the floor first! "Well, I'll take a look. Preliminary calculations have 90 yuan, right? "From the moment you enter the door, there are nine tiles horizontally and ten vertically, right?"

"yes" Then look at the number on the date, don't count zero? "10 numbers, does each number correspond to every tile in the room?" Could it be that the secret is all in the tiles? Let me see? Xiao Dong walked to the No. 2 tile in the first row by the door and looked carefully, "No?" It's as white as snow, it's spotless, and even the crevices near the tiles are no different. "That's weird, could it be that I'm wrong?" Yan Mo narrowed his eyes, was silent for a moment, squatted down, and looked at the position of his line, "5", Yan Mo took out the paper and gently wiped the tiles, but there was no trace! Try tapping the tiles! ”

"The voice is deep, the bottom is solid, so weird, I think it's on the surface!" "Let's go out and ask Aunt Wen, maybe he will know something!" Yan Mo nodded approvingly, "Okay, that's the only way!" ”

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