I've always been very curious, but I don't really want to get to the bottom of this kind of thing.

After all, everyone will have a fragile part in their heart, and caring too much about that area is a kind of cruelty to others.

But afterwards, I still learned the truth from Lin Feng's mouth, in fact, some people and some things may have been doomed from the first time they saw it.

The huge security room fell into silence for a while, and after a while, it was Lin Feng who took the initiative to speak, breaking the silence:

"I'm a party member, so I don't believe in these strange things, and now we know that the monitor didn't capture Chang Qingshan leaving this office building, right?"

Although Lin Feng is a bit annoying, his thinking is quite agile, and in the big question of right and wrong, this guy can still tell the difference clearly.

I guess his previous targets were because he thought that I was here to come to Lin Xiaoxue and wanted to take her to escape from marriage again.

After recognizing the situation, out of the duty of the police, Lin Feng also began to help with all his heart.

What he said did make sense, and no matter how Chang Qingshan disappeared and what happened to him.

In the final analysis, since the surveillance screen did not capture the picture of the guy leaving, it means that he must still be hiding in this office building, as long as Liu Hao contacts the police force and conducts a carpet search here, sooner or later he can turn the grandson out.

"Okay, the people in the police force are rushing here, and it won't be long before they arrive!"

Liu Hao asked Lin Feng and I to continue to stare at the surveillance video here, and he went outside to direct the work of the police force, which was to completely block this office building, and then things would be easier to do.

As soon as Liu Hao left, the old man on the side said that he wanted to go to the side to rest for a while, and in the huge room, only me and Lin Feng were left here.

I didn't have a good relationship with this stinky boy, and it just so happened that he was also the sullen type and wouldn't take the initiative to speak, so the two of us just smoked one cigarette after another, and the scene was very embarrassing for a while.

In the end, I couldn't stand it anymore and took the initiative to break the peace:

"Aren't you here to attend Xiaoxue's engagement ceremony? I'll just watch here, you better go to the sixth floor, it's not good to miss your Lin family's big things. ”

"Come on, Goofy, don't be pretty." Lin Feng took a puff of his cigarette and stared at me with an unhappy expression: "You just want Xiaoxue to marry Song Shuai so much?" ”

"What do you mean? I don't deserve her, so can't I sincerely wish her happiness? Besides, this marriage is not a good match, it was set early in the morning... ”

"Order a fart!" Lin Feng roared angrily, directly interrupting my next words. At this time, his eyes were red, the blue tendons on his face were bursting up, and his handsome facial features were almost dislocated and deformed.

To be honest, I really haven't seen Lin Feng's appearance when he was angry. If a person has been suppressed for too long, sometimes he also needs an opportunity to release.

"What do you mean? Xiaoxue's marriage, wasn't it agreed between your father and the Song family early on? "I'm a little confused by Lin Feng, isn't the marriage between Song Shuai and Lin Xiaoxue as simple as Xiaoxue wrote in the letter?

Lin Feng didn't answer me, but looked straight ahead and thought for a long time: "Gao Fei, maybe what you said is right, Xiaoxue will not be happy if she marries that rich man!" The marriage between the two of them is just a transaction. ”

"Deal?"

"Yes." Lin Feng took a puff of his cigarette and smiled helplessly, but the smile was clearly more ugly than crying: "Use my sister's happiness in the second half of her life to exchange for the huge amount of money my dad owes, and... ”

"And?"

"And 。。。。。 my future"

I don't care about you! Hearing this, I couldn't wait to give Lin Feng a slap in the face immediately. It wasn't until now that I understood why Xiaoxue had made up her mind to run away from the marriage, but she suddenly left Huayuan City and returned to Z City.

Money, status, fame and even that kind of ethereal happiness can't affect Lin Xiaoxue's choice, the only ones who can influence her to make the final decision are Lin Bayi and Lin Feng!

It was only in order to save the two most important men in her life that Lin Xiaoxue decided to sacrifice the happiness of the rest of her life and marry Song Shuai!

"So you're just watching her marry a man you don't like at all?"

"But what can I do?" Lin Feng looked at me with red eyes, and for a while, the helplessness and loneliness were moving: "The only one who can save my father is their Song family, do you want me and Xiaoxue to watch my father go to prison with their own eyes?" He's almost eighty, and he can't stand such a toss. ”

"Goofy, let me ask you, what would you do if your father were in such a situation? Can you give me a better alternative? ”

For Lin Feng's questioning, for a while, I was speechless.

"I'm sorry, I can't give you a better choice."

"Why?"

"Because seven years ago, my dad died."

After a while, I endured the pain and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke: "You don't have to be too sad, at least, you still have such relatives to worry about, and I am already alone." ”

"You...

Maybe it's because of this that I desperately want to find Tang Yirou. After all, she is one of the few people in this world who can empathize with me.

People are such a creature that can't stand loneliness, happy and want to share with others, sad and hope that someone can share it for you, in essence, we are all like this.

After a while, Liu Hao called and said that he had arranged police officers around the office building, and then he would send professionals to take over the monitoring equipment, and what Lin Feng and I had to do was to cooperate with him to complete the search for the office building.

In Liu Hao's words:

"As long as Chang Qingshan's kid is still alive in this building, even if he turns to ashes, Lao Tzu will pull him out!"

The police action has undoubtedly injected a shot in the arm in my heart.

It seems that since Huayuan City, I have been being played by the real murderers behind the scenes, from Lu Wei's tragic death, to the forty-fifth issue of the magazine bought in the drifting bookstore at the train station, to the murder of Huang Mao, to what happened in the editorial office last night, everything was expected by those guys!

But now, at last, it's time for us to fight back.

I don't know what role Chang Qingshan played in the whole case, but he definitely has a significant relationship with the murder that happened, as long as he catches that kid, he will not be far from getting close to the truth!

I explained a few words to the uncle in the back room, and then prepared to go to the hall with Lin Feng and meet Liu Hao and them.

At this moment, the old man in the back room suddenly complained: "It's obviously a ghost, these policemen are really idle, and they have to find out why." It's a good investigation, and it's messing up other people's places, and I'm a bad old man who has to help them clean up the table. ”

The old man's words flew through my mind like lightning, as if something important had been ignored by us.

I turned around and rushed directly into the room, and Lin Feng on the side thought that the uncle's words had stimulated me, so he dragged me outside.

"This uncle is straightforward, he will say anything directly, the old man is old, don't worry about him."

I ignored Lin Feng's dissuasion, rushed into the house, and grabbed the uncle: "You just said that this table was messed up by someone else?" ”

The uncle was stunned for a moment, probably afraid that I would trouble him, and his words became less rushed than at the beginning: "Yes, old man, every time I leave the house, I will clean up, only you have entered this house before, it wasn't you who messed it up, is it a ghost?" ”

Ghost? Damn, it's really possible that the ghost is messing up!

I ignored the uncle, but rushed straight to the edge of the table, and put the books stacked around one by one.

There are only two keys in the security room, and if this table is not messed up by the uncle, then there is only one possibility, that is, the table was messed up by the guy who answered the distress call in the elevator at the time.

Why did he deliberately mess with the books on the table? Unknown.

I sorted the stacks of books back into place one by one, until I gasped when I saw a rectangular magazine at the bottom.