Liu Mengwei quietly went downstairs alone and was about to leave. At this moment, a man came out of the shadows in the corner, blocking her way.

Liu Mengwei was not surprised when he saw him, but asked with a smile, "What?" Can't the forensic doctor let me go? ”

Different from her leisurely and calm, Wen Qiao looked at her with his indifferent eyes as always: "The words haven't been made clear, you can't leave yet?" ”

"What?" Liu Meng looked at him with a slight smile.

Wen Qiao held up Feng Cheng's confession in his hand: "This." ”

"What's wrong with that?" Liu Mengwei clasped her arms. "He's already pleaded guilty, aren't you going to be able to close the case smoothly? Do you think it wasn't him who killed Wang Ming? ”

"That's not what I'm talking about, and you don't have to ask knowingly anymore." Wen Qiao pointed to the place where the letter was written, and there was a small pattern next to Feng Cheng's name. All the text on the paper was printed out by computer, except for this one, which appears to have been animated by hand with a rollerball.

Liu Meng was slightly unmoved: "What's wrong?" It's just a letter doodle. ”

"What about this?" Wen Qiao took out a metal round pendant from his arms, and there was a six-pointed star pattern in the circle, and if he looked closely, it was exactly the same as the pattern on the letterhead.

Liu Meng's pupils shrank slightly, and his face changed slightly: "How can you have this thing?" ”

"You know what it is."

Liu Meng was slightly stunned, and only after a moment sighed and said, "Grammar forensic doctor, give you a psychologist's advice: foolish and good living people." ”

"As a forensic doctor, I also have my own principles, which is to get to the bottom of it and trace it back to the source."

Liu Mengwei suddenly turned cold, and said in a deep voice: "Even if this is the case, what qualifications do you have to question me?" Why do I have to answer your question? ”

Hearing this, Wen Qiao unexpectedly showed a rare intriguing smile: "I really didn't misunderstand you, you showed your feet." ”

Liu Mengwei's heart was confused: "What did you say?" ”

"If you really have nothing to do with this matter, just deny it directly, why are you angry instead?" Liu Mengwei suddenly felt a sense of frustration, she, a psychologist, was always losing in front of a layman.

"That green-eyed black cat ......," Wen Qiao's cold thin lips spat out these words.

"That soothsayer, you knew her identity from the beginning, you were in league with her."

"It's not!" Liu Mengwei interrupted him, she was telling the truth, at least this sentence was a true fact, but I don't know if Wen Qiao would believe her.

"What exactly are you running away from? What are you hiding? ”

"It's none of your business!" Liu Mengwei didn't want to entangle with him anymore, so she threw down this sentence coldly and left as if she had fled.

In the dark corner, "Tsuen" opened a pair of peeping eyes. Wen Qiao's back was cold, and his keen nerves had already caught a trace of an unusual aura. He stood still, waiting for the man in the shadows to strike first.

The man really followed Liu Mengwei, and after she left, those eyes also left.

In other words, ordinary people can't notice it at all. Wen Qiao just casually swept around with his peripheral vision, and he had already locked on the person.

It was a delivery man in a red work uniform and a red helmet. These little people who travel through the city day and night, and who are constantly flowing, can be seen everywhere without attracting anyone's attention. The best hiding is not hiding, the so-called big hidden in the city.

Wen Qiao returned upstairs and found a place with a wide field of vision to observe condescendingly. Liu Meng's reddish Maserati stopped at the intersection not far away and waited for the red light, and on the side was the delivery man in red, these two pieces of red that could not be ignored were so bright and eye-catching.

Suddenly, the delivery man riding a battery car took out a square object from the box hanging on the car and threw it through Liu Mengwei's open window, and the action was done in one go. If Wen Qiao hadn't been staring at the movement over there, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to notice it.

With such a distance, it was naturally impossible for Wen Qiao to hear the conversation between the two.

A woman's voice came from the red helmet: "Hello, like a dream, long time no see." ”

Liu Meng didn't move slightly, her eyes still looking straight ahead: "What about Alice?" Why didn't she come to see me? ”

The woman ignored her question, and said to herself: "Miss Song asked me to thank you on her behalf for helping her hide her identity, you did a good job." So, she wants to give you a gift, be sure to take it. After speaking, without waiting for her to react, he directly twisted the handle, drove the traffic light first, and walked away.

Seeing that the two of them had already walked away, Wen Qiao retracted his gaze and looked at the thing with a cold touch in his hand again, which was the pendant he took off from Wang Ming's body for the first time.

Yes, the mysterious person standing next to Wang Ming's corpse that the two security guards saw that night was him.

Wang Ming, who fell from the 15th floor, was wrapped around this pendant on his wrist, which was not the evidence that the victim grabbed when he struggled to resist, but the murderer deliberately left it on him. Feng Cheng, who was extremely thoughtful, was worried that when he fell from the upper floor, the force would be too great, and the pendant might be thrown somewhere else, and he would not be able to stay on him and be found, and even wrapped it around his wrist.

But Wen Qiao still didn't understand why he did this. While trying his best to hide all the traces, he is vaguely revealing some kind of information, as if he is afraid that others will not find him.

And this pattern is not the first time he has seen it. Otherwise, he wouldn't have kept it privately. He died because of it, and he was born again because of it. He was already in the game, earlier than he thought.

Wen Qiao silently stared at the direction where Liu Mengwei left. In the months since he returned to Yunhe City, everything has been as unreal as a dream. Sometimes he even feels like God's fate is like a dice in God's hand, going round and round, unpredictable. Until one day someone helped him get back to the table in an unexpected way, giving him the right to roll the dice.

"No one knows that promise, because it was a promise I made in my heart. As long as I forget it myself, then it is as if it never existed in this world. I can then throw away your baggage, when nothing exists, so that you know how foolish your self-righteous goodness is. ”

"Idiot." Wen Qiao muttered, "I'm also a fool, whoever calls me is you." ”

……

"Miss Song." The woman who had changed into her red delivery uniform stood respectfully to the side, reporting on the work she had just done.

"I'm not Miss Song anymore, you're Miss Song."

The woman lowered her head and said respectfully, "Yes, I will be Song Yuanxi in the future, Miss Alice." ”

"Did she take the things?" There was no fluctuation in the voice, only when it came to this "she", there was a slight interest.

"I put it in her car and left...... It should be considered ...... Take it. The woman replied a little weakly, not knowing if she had done the confession.

"Forget it, let her go."

"One more thing...... The people at the police station said that there was nothing in Wang Ming's case that we were looking for...... Could it be that the person fell somewhere else and the police didn't find it? ”

"No?" The voice muttered for a moment: "Forget it, that idiot, it is just whimsical that he dares to force me to send him out in this way!" Yuan Xi, I hope you can learn from his lessons and be a smart person. ”

"Miss Alice!" The woman is honestly afraid, "I ......"

"Not necessarily!" She snapped off the cliché she had heard countless times, "What I want to hear is that you successfully completed your mission, and proved your worth to me with your actions, go ahead." ”。

The woman stopped talking and silently withdrew from the room.

At this time, only a pair of green eyes were hidden in the darkness, brewing a light that could scorch everything like a ghostly fire.