"Liang Siyu, one of my mother's students, a very good person, four or five years older than me, I sometimes go to school to find my mother, when she is busy, let this sister take care of me......"

"My mother likes her very much, saying that she is very talented, and she will definitely achieve something in the field of literary research in the future, so she is very ......important to her."

"She and my mother have a real teacher-student relationship, not like the teacher-student ...... now" Yun Wanli didn't know how to explain it for a while.

"Master and apprentice?"

"Yes, master and apprentice, it is master and apprentice, it is inheritance."

"That's why she often comes to my house for dinner, and Haruka likes this sister a lot......"

"She is a very cheerful and gentle person, even if she laughs, it makes people feel like a faint spring breeze blowing through the heart......"

Yun Wanli had a faint smile on his face, immersed in good memories.

"Do you like her?" Song Ci said suddenly.

"What's the ...... Nothing...... Don't talk nonsense......"

Yun Wanli's dark cheeks were rarely flushed.

"If you like it, you like it, and it's all been so many years, what's not to say?"

Thinking about it at that time, Yun Wanli was the age of the young Mu Ai, and at this time, a gentle and beautiful big sister appeared, and no one could bear it.

"Alas......" Yun Wanli suddenly sighed.

"The last time I saw her, on the way to find my mom at school, she came up to me with a smile on her face and waved at me from afar."

"When you hear from her again, say that she committed suicide? How could he commit suicide? I didn't believe that she would commit suicide at all, and my dad didn't believe it either, and I investigated for a long time, but unfortunately I didn't find any clues, and finally I had to close the case by suicide, and my mother was sad about it for a long time. ”

When Song Ci heard his words, he suddenly had a strange feeling, and asked tentatively: "You won't choose to be a policeman because of this incident, right?" ”

Unexpectedly, Yun Wanli really nodded.

"I have always felt that Liang Siyu's death is not as simple as it seems, so I have actually been investigating this matter privately all these years, but I have no clue until I saw Feng Zhiheng's information that day, he is a graduate of Jiangzhou Medical University in the first year, I am particularly impressed by this line of words, because the man for whom Liang Siyu died is also a graduate of Jiangzhou Medical University in the first class......"

"Of course, if this is just a coincidence, I went to the school to check the files of that year, and found that the two were classmates in the same dormitory back then, and at the same time they still want to be good friends."

"And what about this man?"

"I dropped out of school and went abroad, but I found out that he came back from abroad a few years ago and is currently working as a doctor in a hospital in Yanjing - a psychiatrist."

Psychologist again? It's really troublesome, Song Ci frowned involuntarily, there must be a secret between these three people.

"What's his name?"

"Zou Wenyan."

"Okay, I'll send me a copy of his and Feng Zhiheng's information."

"You're going to check them out for yourself?" Yun Wanli asked.

Song Ci nodded, "Otherwise, what should I do, you can't start now, so I can only try." ”

When Yun Wanli heard this, he hesitated for a moment but nodded, and advised: "Then you must be more careful, Feng Zhiheng's people are very dangerous, I have checked the treatment files of the hospital where he is located, although many of the patients he treated, although many of them have been cured and reintegrated into society, but there are also some of them who have excesses, not only self-killing, but also related to many homicides, and these people are all young girls between the ages of twenty and thirty." ”

"Don't worry, I'm not going to risk it myself, and I don't think he can hurt me." Song Ci said very confidently.

Yun Wanli agrees with this sentence very much, and he also knows Song Ci's ability, so there should be no problem.

Yun Wanli hesitated again and said, "And I think he should have sensed that I was investigating him." ”

Hearing this, Song Ci untied a string of talismans from his hand and handed them over.

"What is this?" Yun Wanli said this on his lips, but he had already taken it in his hand.

This string of talismans was much more refined than the one he had seen last time, and if the last string was worth seven or eight pieces, then this string was worth at least thirty or forty pieces.

"The little thing that keeps you awake and unaffected by hypnosis." Song Ci said.

When Yun Wanli heard this, he glanced at Song Ci in some surprise, sure enough, this kid didn't tell the truth last time, and he could only communicate with tricks, and he was almost like a trick, he was a human, but he couldn't fool him.

But Yun Wanli didn't ask much, who didn't have a secret? If you don't say it, there must be a reason not to say it, and forcibly asking will only hurt your feelings, so you directly put the talisman on your wrist.

Before Song Ci came, he roughly guessed that Yun Wanli might be "exposed".

After all, Yun Wanli investigated Feng Zhiheng's friends and the people around him, although he used his identity as a police officer to warn these people to keep secrets.

But for Feng Zhiheng, who is proficient in hypnosis, there must be his "eyeliner" among these people.

That's why I made preparations in advance, although this little thing, although it consumed two points of willpower, Song Ci felt that it was still worth it.

Willpower: 143

Refine: 1.11+

Wish: Free access to the deceased's Taoyuan Village (500) - Insufficient wish

Originally, there were 136 points of wishing power, but he helped Luo Sinan complete his wish and obtained 10 points, so that he had a total of 146 points of wishing power, and now he made a wish to make such a small prop, which cost 2 points, to help Ye Weilan, transform her painting into a small butterfly that can be touched, and cost another 1 point, so there are still 143 points left.

Moreover, the refining and refining of Song Ci has also grown steadily through the unremitting practice of these days.

At this time, the waiter brought the barbecue ordered, and the two didn't talk about it anymore.

After eating, I came out of the store, and it was only nine o'clock.

Because they knew that they were going to drink at night, neither of them drove a car, they were both family members, and they didn't say who would send whom, so they told each other at the door.

Song Ci walked all the way along the road with his hands behind his back, and the road was full of pedestrians, but all of them were in a hurry, and few people were as leisurely as him.

The shops on both sides of the road are brightly lit and noisy, but Song Ci's heart is extraordinarily quiet.

Bypass the trash cans on the side of the road, pick up a fallen bike, wait for a traffic light, cross an intersection, go all the way, and turn right onto a quiet path.

As if entering another world, the noisy sounds in my ears became inaudible until there was silence, and under the orange street lamps, the trees on the roadside swayed in the autumn wind, and the shadows of the fangs and claws were like the devil's minions.

Ding, ding......

A pleasant sound pierced the silent night sky.

Fan Wan and Tang Die came together one after the other.

On Fan Wan's ankles, there was originally only one bell bracelet, but now there are two, and as she walks, the sounds keep staggering, as if composing a piece of music.

And between the little guy's eyebrows, there was a much less fierce and wary look, and the whole person seemed to become more cheerful.

Tang Die followed behind her step by step, hiding in the shadow of the umbrella, so that people could not see her expression.

Seeing them, Song Ci smiled and walked briskly towards the two.

"Hello village master."

Seeing Song Ci, the two little guys also looked happy and called out very politely.

"You guys, that sounds a little weird, you ...... In the future, you will also call me Mr. Song. Song Ci thought about it and said.

Recently, I have been called Mr. Song a lot, and some people are used to being called like this.

When the two little guys heard this, they called him Mr. Song again.

The "Mr. Song" that came out of their mouths was particularly nice and kind......

"Good." Song Ci, who drank some wine, had a very gentle voice.

"Little butterfly, this is a letter from your parents to you, on one side it was 'written' by your father, and on the other side it was 'written' by your mother......"

Song Ci took out the letter that Ye Weilan asked him to bring to the little butterfly.

The little butterfly's little face finally emerged from the shadows under the umbrella, and her eyes flashed with joy, as if even her eyes were smiling.

(End of chapter)