Fu Wanqiu, Duan Zhaoan is naturally an investigator, and they all investigated her life experience, what else do you not know?

The whole thing can be strung together to tell a very complete story, but it is not as she guessed, this still needs to be verified. However, Gu Chen had always trusted his instincts.

She said ......, so that Xie Jingyao had no way to refute it, it was too reasonable, he couldn't refute it at all.

That's right, only his mother, Mrs. Aisha, and a woman like Gu Chenxiao have given birth, and the rest are indeed single before they die.

However, you can't just know it that way, the baby in the painting is ...... Gu Chen himself.

"Not necessarily, maybe, someone else?" Xie Jingyao put forward his own questions and opinions.

Gu Chen laughed lightly, glanced at him with a smile, and his slender and slender fingers gently swiped across the picture, "Yes, maybe someone else." Now what I'm saying is nothing more than my guess. ”

"The reason why I say that this child may be the cause is because there is a date here." Gu Chen turned around, and the pencil gently sketched on the screen again, "It's this date that makes me feel that this baby should be me." ”

This is a date 22 years ago, and the person in the painting died half a year earlier than Xie Jingyao's biological mother.

"My birthday is at the end of December, just a month after that." Gu Chen said in a low voice, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't see the emotions in his eyes clearly, "It's just the time when Fu Wanqiu returns to China after recuperation." ”

This kind of speculation Xie Jingyao is not very acceptable, but, after Gu Chen's explanation, it seems that there is nothing else to explain except that her explanation can make sense.

The whole picture is a blood-colored, red-blooded, dark blood-......, impacting the flexibility of the person, impacting the vision of the whole person, and even the soul has been shocked by the blood color that implies the loss of life.

Xie Jingyao didn't speak, he stood quietly, and after standing for a long time, he said to Gu Chen: "You, go and see Mr. Boone, you must, you want to see him!" ”

"Now that I'm supposed to go, I'm supposed to go." Gu Chen's face gradually turned cold, and she drew the last few strokes of the man on the ground, "Because, I need to give this man an explanation." ”

She didn't say anything about the woman in the painting, she just said to give the man an explanation, and Xie Jingyao's gaze was suddenly locked under her pencil again.

The first thing I drew was the corner of the shirt, and then I began to slowly follow the drawing left by Mr. Boone, but my face was very solemn.

Xie Jingyao, who was standing quietly, suddenly flicked as if he had been electrocuted, and the person was already standing side by side with Gu Chen, and his handsome face was closer to the picture than Gu Chen.

"This is my army's seven-eight military uniform, this is the collar badge, very bright red color." Gu Chen drew the last few strokes before gently putting the pencil down, "However, this man is not wearing a military uniform, but a very ordinary shirt. ”

"But why, Mr. Boone, drew it? Does it mean that the death of these two people is because someone doesn't like him to be a soldier? Xie Jingyao, if you really want to investigate, the reason why I support you is this kind of man. A soldier who died in a foreign land. ”

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