Wen Xin picked up her phone and rushed out directly.

When she came to the outside of the community, police cars happened to be parked here.

"Hello."

He Yingying walked down, he rushed over from Xiaoming Village, and it happened that Wen Xin's community was not very far from Xiaoming Village.

[Ragdoll: What a hero again! 】

[minus 90 degrees: He Yingying is too tired every day. 】

[Peace should make a lot of money: With the ability of what a hero, he should be able to help Wen Xin find his daughter. 】

[Boss Xiu: This kind of thing can't be ridiculed casually, and you shouldn't joke nonsense. 】

[Zhou's World: That's it, Wen Xin looks very sad, if you are joking, it is easy to make Wen Xin's mentality completely collapse. 】

In the live broadcast room, there were many discussions among sailors.

"You are Wen Xin, we received a notice from Master Lin, and now we have brought tools, come and help you."

He Yingying took out his documents, showed Wen Xin a look, and then took Wen Xin to the woods not far away.

Immediately, he spent a little time and found the big tree in Master Lin's mouth.

Dig up with two colleagues.

Soon.

They dug up the body of a girl, but after such a long time, the body had already turned into bones.

When Wen Xin saw a pile of white bones, she sat on the ground completely weak, only to see her hands trembling constantly, and the whole person looked a little lost.

"Ah, Auntie."

He Yingying couldn't help but be startled when he saw Wen Xin's state, and he hurriedly stepped forward to help Wen Xin up.

It's just that he found that Wen Xin was weak, and it was not a simple matter to help him up.

"Wen Xin, don't you want to see your daughter again?"

Lin Fan frowned and shouted softly, "Please cheer up!"

"Don't you want to find the murderer?"

"Now you accompany He Yingying back to your home."

"As for here, the other two Shu millet will cordon off the scene and investigate some clues at the scene."

See your daughter?

Wen Xin's godless pupils flashed with a glimmer of light, she picked up her mobile phone and said excitedly, "Master Lin, is this not my daughter's corpse, can I still see my daughter again?"

Hear this.

Lin Fan was silent for a moment and said, "This is your daughter's corpse, it's just that I want you to see your daughter's spirit."

Naturally, he couldn't resurrect Wen Xin's daughter.

But he had a way to let Wen Xin meet his daughter's spirit, and that was the only thing he could do.

"Spirits?"

Wen Xin smiled bitterly, "Can you only see a spirit?"

Her face was already covered with tears, but she thought that it would be a good thing if she could see her daughter's spirit.

At least I can talk to my daughter again.

Six years have passed. Look at the book

She misses her daughter a lot more.

......

Wen Xin took He Yingying back to his home, and as soon as he entered the house, he saw a middle-aged man reading a newspaper on the sofa.

When the middle-aged man saw He Yingying, he immediately got up, frowned, and asked, "Shu Huang, do you have anything to do?"

"Is Wen Xin in trouble?"

This is Wen Xin's husband, although he is wearing pajamas, he has the momentum of a superior, obviously he is not an ordinary person.

"Uncle, you misunderstood."

He Yingying told Wen Xin about connecting with Master Lin, and finding the body of Wen Xin's daughter.

"Found my daughter's body?"

The middle-aged man's eyes widened, the newspaper he was holding fell to the ground, and the whole person sat on the sofa.

Obviously, the news for him, too

It was a big shock.

"Master Lin said that Wen Xin and I can meet my daughter's spirit?"

After the middle-aged man relieved himself, he suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and as a man, he always remained strong in the reluctance of outsiders.

But the sailors in the live broadcast room can see the slightly trembling hands of the middle-aged man, and it is obvious that the middle-aged man's mood is not stable on the surface.

"Look at your phone."

Wen Xin's mood gradually stabilized, and she also sat on the sofa and handed her mobile phone to her husband.

When the middle-aged man saw the live connection on the mobile phone screen, he sighed and said, "Master Lin, thank you for helping us find our daughter, although it is only to find the body, but it is enough."

"We are all from Jiangzhou, we know how powerful you are Master Lin, please ask Master Lin if you can tell me the information about the robbers."

"The robbers are not trustworthy and killed my daughter, and this bad person must be brought to justice!"

Hear this.

Lin Fan comforted: "Uncle Qiao, don't worry, in fact, the robbers are nearby, don't rush to catch the other party now, and after I let you see your daughter, let you catch the other party without worry."

Robbers nearby?

The middle-aged man and Wen Xin glanced at each other, and they immediately thought of the robbers, could it be their neighbors?

Or are they people from the same community?

In fact, Shu Huang investigated the entire community back then, but did not find any clues.

All the time.

Wen Xin and the middle-aged people also put their suspicions on the people in the same community.

[Ragdoll: In cases like this, it seems that the people who often commit the crime are people who know each other. 】

[minus 90 degrees: It's a pity, Master Lin didn't broadcast live six years ago. 】

[Ping An should make a big profit: If Master Lin had appeared six years ago, maybe Wen Xin's daughter would not have had an accident. 】

[Boss Xiu: If it is, where are there so many ifs. 】

[Zhou's world: belated justice is also justice. 】

In the live broadcast room, the sailors discussed again.

"Master Lin, I don't know my daughter, where is her spirit?"

Wen Xin couldn't help but ask, "How can I see my daughter's spirit?"

Now she just wants to see her daughter's spirit as soon as possible, talk to her daughter well, and see if her daughter's spirit is doing well over the years.

"Actually, you really don't notice anything?"

Lin Fan said softly, "In the middle of the night, didn't you hear the laughter of silver bells in the next room?"

"And every time you clean up the next room, when you wake up the next day, toys will be spilled on the floor of the next room."

"It's impossible for the two of you to not notice these details."

Hear the words.

Wen Xin was stunned for a moment, she was silent, because she had already discovered these phenomena.

"It's true."

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly: "A long time ago, Wen Xin told me that her daughter's room was a little weird, but I always thought that after she lost her daughter, her spirit became a little abnormal, and she even found a psychiatrist, and the psychiatrist also said that it was a psychological problem."