"No matter how verbose, I don't mind throwing you out."

Qin Qiming rolled his eyes helplessly and walked out of the room.

Yan Jin drove out to catch up with Song Ja'an's car.

I didn't expect to follow to Beicheng.

He raised an eyebrow.

How did she come all the way here? And with such a familiar route, it seems that it is not the first time to take it.

He followed to a thatched hut, but he did not go inside.

Looking through the humble window, Song Ja-an seemed to be rummaging for something.

"An An, how long do we have to look for it, there are still herbs here." Xiaoxiao, who was originally going to control the wind outside the door, also followed.

But after searching in the house for a long time, I didn't find any clues.

Song Ja'an did not give up.

She had a strong instinct in her heart that she could find other clues today.

Sure enough, there was a small photo of Lin Lao's sleeping pillow, and the small corner of the photo had been flattened and faded.

"I really found out, who is this woman? It can't be Lin Lao's wife, right? Xiaoxiao took a closer look at the photo.

The woman inside wore two braids and smiled like a flower.

"I don't know, we can take it back and check it out." Song Ja-an carefully put away the photos.

I was about to leave when I suddenly heard a voice.

Xiaoxiao was so frightened that she didn't dare to come out.

Song Ja'an made a "shhhhh

The door was pushed open, but there were no footsteps.

Song Ci'an poked his head out to check, but there was no one.

"People are gone?" Xiaoxiao heard that there was no movement and asked in a low voice.

Song Ja'an shook his head: "No one came in at all." ”

Hearing this, Xiaoxiao felt a chill down her spine and swallowed her saliva: "No, it won't be something unclean." ”

"Now that the sky is blue, if there is really something unclean, isn't it too arrogant to come out and hang around now." Song Ci'an supported her forehead, and she dared to stand up.

"Why don't we go back quickly, it's dark next day, it's scary."

Seeing Xiaoxiao clutching her arm, she was worried that she would faint at any time.

Yan Jin walked out when he saw the two of them walking away.

Who just pushed the door open?

He saw only one side face.

Thinking that Song Ci'an was still inside, he made a movement to scare people away.

She's doing things she doesn't know.

If you ask directly, according to the character of that woman, it is estimated that she will not say it easily.

Song Ja-an came back from Beicheng and stared at the photo in a daze.

If you find the person in the photo, you will be able to know a little clue about your father's death.

"An An, don't worry, I believe there will be news of the woman in the photo soon."

Sensing her anxiety, Xiaoxiao tried to put her mind at ease.

"Hopefully." Song Ci'an muttered.

Perhaps it was Lin Lao's sudden death that made her feel that her father's death was becoming more and more difficult, and there seemed to be some kind of force to prevent her from investigating this matter.

A few days later.

She learned that the woman in the photo also lived in Beicheng, some distance from Lin Lao's thatched house.

Elder Kelin has always been alone, and there are no other close people.

The woman's existence is suspicious.

Song Ja'an, who couldn't wait for a moment, decided to go to Beicheng again.

As soon as the car drove out, he was bumped into by Lin Shen.

Before he could say hello, Song Ja'an had already driven away.

Lin Shen turned his head to look for Yan Jin, and before he could go in, he saw that Yan Dacai was about to go out.

"I said you wouldn't have made an appointment with Song Ja'an, would you?"

Yan Jin was puzzled: "I don't know what you're talking about." ”

"Still pretending to be garlic, I just saw her go out on the front foot, and you also go out on the back foot, this is too coincidental." Lin Shen was suspicious.