"Huh?" Song Qingchun was stunned for a moment, and some didn't react to Su Zhinian's words.

"Phones, I mean your phone?"

"Oh." Song Qingchun hurriedly ran out of the bathroom, and soon, he took the mobile phone and folded it back.

Su Zhinian took the phone, clicked on WeChat, and asked, "You haven't deleted the message, have you?" ”

"No......" As soon as Song Qingchun's voice fell, she heard Tang Nuan's voice, which sounded in the bathroom: "Bag, have, bag, record, record......"

Song Qingchun didn't understand how Su Zhinian talked to her about the recording, so she went to listen to Tang Nuan's WeChat, she frowned, and couldn't help but look at Su Zhinian, who was playing Tang Nuan's recording repeatedly, and said softly: "Is there any problem?" ”

Su Zhinian was silent for a while with a low expression, and did not answer Song Qingchun's inquiry, but directly asked other questions: "Where's your bag?" ”

Song Qingchun blinked: "What bag?" ”

"Where are your bags?" Su Zhinian asked in detail.

"Lock-in closet ......"

Before Song Qingchun's words were settled, Su Zhinian had already rushed to the locker room, she hurriedly followed, and as soon as she stepped into the locker room, she heard Su Zhinian ask: "Do you still remember, the day I took you to the welfare home, which bag were you carrying?" ”

Song Qingchun has a lot of bags, most of them are different every day, if you ask about other days, she may not be able to think of it, but the bag she carried on the day she went to the welfare home is clearly remembered.

Because, that morning, before she went out, her sister-in-law Fang Rou called her and gave her a new bag.

Song Qingchun looked around the display cabinet, and his finger pointed to the third seat on the left of the second row: "That one." ”

“LV？” Su Zhinian glanced at the sign and asked.

Song Qingchun nodded.

Su Zhinian stepped forward without saying a word, took the bag down, and then opened the zipper and rummaged around.

"What are you looking for?" Song Qingchun stepped forward and asked confusedly.

Su Zhinian didn't say anything, opened every zipper of the bag, and finally found a button-sized bug in the innermost pocket of the bag.

Song Qingchun's eyes suddenly opened to the maximum, she faintly seemed to understand something, but she still opened her mouth in disbelief, and stammered: "I, in my bag, how, how can there be this thing?" ”

Su Zhinian pursed his lips tightly, ignoring Song Qingchun, but first pulled out the electronics behind the eavesdropper, and then spoke: "This bag, did you buy it, or, who gave it?" ”

Song Qingchun's face was pale, and he took several deep breaths before he spoke: "Sister-in-law sent it." ”

Sister-in-law? Fang Rou?

Song Qingchun and Su Zhinian glanced at each other, although they didn't talk anything, but in the next second, the two of them turned around together and ran towards the bedroom door.

They first went to Fang Rou's bedroom, which was empty, and then went downstairs, but there was still no Fang Rou.

After asking the maid, I learned that Fang Rou had never been home since last night......

Song Qingchun quickly walked to the landline and pressed Fang Rou's phone, but the other party had turned off the phone.

Su Zhinian and Song Qingchun glanced at each other, Su Zhinian pointed upstairs, and Song Qingchun returned to the bedroom with him with a calm face.