"Because...... Let me tell you, that woman named Ning Shuiying is not a good person, she is very bad, she is said to be the lover of the 'invisible killer', but maybe it is his illegitimate daughter. ”

"Really? She looked very quiet, not like a villain, but a girl who had just come out of the country. ”

"That's where she deceived people, did she come to you?" The detective's eyes were blazing, and he wanted to get the truth from Shirakuro.

"It's not! She went to the wrong door, and she wanted to find Liu Minxiang on the third floor. ”

"What?" The faces of the two changed.

"Liu Minxiang! So, Liu Minxiang is really the 'invisible killer'?" The detective said in shock.

"Are they still on it, please?"

The inspector asked, pointing to the third floor with piercing eyes.

"Nope! They stayed here for an hour and left! According to the caretaker below, they have gone to the ancient city mansion! ”

"Really? Is it? Thank you for telling me all this! The two thanked them and left in a hurry.

Bai Lang quietly closed the door and put his ear to the door to eavesdrop on the movement outside. "Xiao Bin, let's go to the ancient city, right away! Fast! Inspector Wu Changhao commanded.

Shirarou sat down in his chair and thought again.

At eleven o'clock that night, Bai Lang came to Liu Minxiang's bedroom.

The entire third floor was his dwelling, and his bedroom, at the far end of the third floor, was a large room, richly decorated, and pleasantly looking, with a long woolly carpet on the floor, on which he stepped silently, and a lamp hanging from the ceiling above his head.

Holding his beloved little flashlight, Bai Lang searched the house in the dim light, and even opened the vault, but—

"Blame...... Not in ......," he muttered to himself.

Although Bai Lang was not in the Dongzhou area for the murder that happened in the villa three years ago, he learned about the incident with the help of reports from major newspapers and periodicals.

He also suspected that Song Ziqiang was Liu Minxiang himself, and concluded that the necklace was stolen by him, but there was no real evidence to support his inference. Liu Minxiang did not sell the necklace, and the whereabouts of the necklace were not found abroad. Bai Lang deployed his subordinates to probe many times, but found nothing.

"I think the necklace is still in his hands."

Bai Lang was convinced of this, so he rented a house on the second floor a month ago, and assigned Lin Zhiying to accompany Liu Minxiang to find out the news, but there was no result.

Tonight, Bai Lang decided to search Liu Minxiang's bedroom himself, but still couldn't find the necklace. Standing in the center of the room, Shirarou once again examined each piece of furniture with a flashlight, carefully checking for anything unusual.

Suddenly, his eyes were fixed on the desk that was attached to the wall.

It was a golden table, glittering in the light of a flashlight, looking noble and elegant.

Bai Lang felt that this desk was a little strange, so he stared at it for a long time. However, I had searched the five or six drawers on the desk one by one, and found nothing. However, at this moment, Bai Lang, with intuition, or inspiration, thought that there was a dark drawer on this table.

He couldn't help but smile after carefully searching the edge of his desk.

It turned out that there was a small buckle of white ivory hidden in the corner of the desk, and he pressed it. "Boom!"

With a soft thud, a wooden board lifted from the side of the desk, revealing three small drawers.

Bai Lang opened them one by one, and the first and second ones were filled with old photos and letters of some women.

"I have long heard that Liu Minxiang is romantic, and it is true. These women may be his old lovers! Hum! With so many love letters, do those infatuated women know what kind of man their lover is? Alas, it's rare for him to keep these! ”

Bai Lang pondered as he looked at the contents inside.

Then, he opened the third drawer, which contained a well-tied paper bag, which seemed to be Liu Minxiang's favorite object.

Bai Lang carefully opened it, only to see that it was a large photo.

The woman above was stunning, and Bai Lang was stunned.

"Oh! It must be a popular actor......" he thought, flipping through the photo. "Huh?"

I saw that the back read:

Maggie Wu is dedicated to the love of your life

"She is the female singer Maggie Wu who died in the bizarre murder...... In this way, she is also one of Liu Minxiang's lovers. Judging from Liu Minxiang's love for this photo so much, he must love her deeply. The Security Bureau suspects that the murderer is Liu Minxiang,...... Maybe it's wrong......"

Bai Lang stared intently at the photo in his palm, when a sound sounded from the stairs.

Bai Lang immediately turned off the flashlight and listened, someone was in the corridor.

Although this person moved lightly, it was enough to remind him of the sensitive Hakuro.

He quickly pushed the three drawers back, put the desks in place, and then hid behind the screens.

The sound died down in the doorway, and only a key was inserted into the lock, and it "clicked".

The door was pushed open.

Bai Lang couldn't hear anything, and when he opened the door, he seemed to stay there and peek at the dark room.

Shirao's nerves were tense. He heard the sound of the comer stepping forward again, and the sound was so small that Bai Lang could barely hear it, because the room was covered with a heavy carpet.

There was a rustling sound, which seemed to be the rubbing of a skirt against a carpet, and it was a woman, and it was clear from the footsteps that she was still very young, because her steps were light and nimble.

The person who came in in the middle of the night turned out to be a woman, and Bai Lang was very surprised. Shirarou held his breath so that he could hear more clearly. When the door was opened, a cold wind blew in.

Bai Lang felt the light, and the person who came must have turned on the flashlight. With the dim light and the small figure, Shirahiro confirmed his inference that it was a young girl.

The girl walked straight to the desk, holding a flashlight in her left hand and pressing the small white buckle with her right hand.

"Huh? She actually knew the mechanism of the desk. ”

Bai Lang was surprised, who is this girl?

Without hesitation, she opened the first two drawers and searched them one by one. Finally, she took a small picture and glanced at it, then closed her eyes and put it to her heart, and after a while burst into tears.

Bai Lang quietly came out from behind the screen, felt the switch on the wall, and turned on the light at once. In an instant, the house was brightly lit, as if it were daylight.

"Ahh

The girl screamed.

At this moment, Bai Lang was also surprised, because the woman in front of him was a beautiful girl who went to the wrong door in the afternoon. Her blonde hair shone brightly in the light.

The girl clutched the photo and tried to snatch the door, but was blocked by Shirao.

"It's you! I'm scared to death, didn't you go back to the ancient city with Liu Minxiang?"

"I didn't go to any ancient city, and I don't know what it is." The girl was calm and resolute.

"That's not right! There you go. You've been here this afternoon to look for him. ”

"No, I didn't look for him."

"Your name is Ning Shui Ying."

"I'm sorry, I don't know who you're talking about."

"Why did you sneak here?"

"No advice!"

"Whose photo is you?"

"I won't let you see it!"

The girl sternly rejected Bai Lang, looking very stubborn.

Bai Lang grabbed it in his hand.