Talk About The Case

The hometown of Nanshi Yiqing Poetry is not far from the East City. It takes only three hours to drive there.

Along the way, Aron drove, he could feel the strong aura of Leng Yu sitting in the passenger seat, so he didn't dare to speak, fearing that a wrong word would usher in the boss's cold knife.

Although Leng Yu is known as an ice beauty in the bureau, she has won a lot of admiration and return rate because of her appearance in high school and police academy, but so far she has not seen it alone. I only cared about the girl who lived across from my house before.

Now the girl has grown into a woman, although they have communicated somewhat recently, but the person still doesn't seem to have himself in his eyes.

You can't worry about feelings, Leng Yu knows the truth, but apart from investigating and solving the case, that person has never thought about his lifelong event, which made her sigh secretly.

She didn't know when she would have to wait until she found out how she felt about her.

Suddenly, she thought of what Huang Lin had said to her before.

"Don’t say that people can’t guess what you think in your heart. You can guess, who would dare to approach you? If you like her, you must find a way to approach her, be gentle with her, and penetrate into her life, let her Knowing your existence, but at the same time, you can show some good feelings in front of her."

This is what the two said when Huang Lin asked her out for tea after detecting a case last time.

At that time, Leng Yu saw a male police officer in the bureau approaching Lin Xin. The two were talking and laughing. She was jealous, but she couldn't vent her life, she could only be sulking in her life.

The whole office was even colder because of her sulking.

Later, I finally caught Lin Xin on vacation, and I found out that she wanted to go back to her hometown, so I followed the holiday, hoping to get in touch with Lin Xinduo in order to improve the two people’s way of getting along. Lu Hongyun tragedy.

At this time, the plan she had thought fell through, but when she encountered the tragedy, she happened to be in her hometown. What Huang Lin said is not unreasonable. She restrained her indifference, tried to get close to Lin Xin, be gentle with her, and stay by her side when investigating the case. The result was that Lin Xin had a slight difference to her. The intersection has gradually become more than before.

Leng Yu thought of this, his eyebrows gradually became gentle, and there was a wave of tenderness in his heart. She also had many admirers over the years, just like Zhao Jiajun had some good feelings for her just now, she noticed it, and she immediately refused it thousands of miles away.

Except for Lin Xin, her heart could not tolerate anyone else.

Although Aron focused on driving, he could feel the cold aura next to him gradually warming up. He stared at Leng Yu from the corner of his eyes calmly, and saw tenderness rise between her eyebrows.

"Drive, concentrate." Leng Yu's voice suddenly came over.

Aaron stretched out his tongue secretly, and quickly closed his eyes, staring straight ahead without squinting. He didn't dare to look at Leng Yu quietly anymore, if it made her unhappy, his year-end bonus might also disappear.

Until noon, the two men arrived in Nanshi.

Nanshi is a small town. Although it is not as prosperous as other towns, it has beautiful mountains and rivers, and the people here are also enthusiastic. If Leng Yu wants to live here, it should feel good.

After casually eating lunch with Aaron, she began to explore the residence of Yiqing poetry.

It’s a pity that Yiqing Poetry has no relatives, so it is very difficult to find her. Fortunately, she has accumulated some fame in the modeling circle more than ten years ago, so after asking for a long time, she finally met someone who knew her. Woman, she told them where Yi Qingshi lived.

Along and Leng Yu drove to a relatively remote place according to the address they had heard. This place is a rural village, about five kilometers away from the town.

Leng Yu found a small house according to the house number he obtained. She stood outside the house and looked around. There was nothing but a desolate old tree.

Moreover, the house looks a bit dilapidated, the door is not locked, and it seems that it has been unoccupied for a long time.

They came to the door, probed in, and asked, "Is anyone there?"

Except for the voices of the two of them, nothing else was heard. After Leng Yu touched the gun he was carrying with him, he motioned to Aaron to enter the house together.

They stepped into the living room of the house, where there were only a few chairs and a table, covered with dust. Aaron walked to the back of the house, while Leng Yu stayed in the hall.

She looked around the corners of the hall, and there was nothing left except the accumulated dust.

So she walked to a room in the house, where there was nothing but a single bed, and the furniture was so pitiful, it seemed that she was born in poverty.

She looked around the room, empty and empty. She leaned down, looked at the bottom of the bed, and saw a long handful of things lying there. So she leaned over and took it out to see that it was actually a samurai sword.

Leng Yu felt curious, when did a female model in Yi Qingshi collect such a samurai sword, unless. .

She thought of something and immediately walked out of the room and saw that there was another room next door. When she stepped into this room quickly, she saw that the layout of the room was very different from the one just now. This room is more like the room that Yi Qingshi lived in when she was alive, because there was at least a dressing table in it, which was more like a woman’s. The room, and the one just now looked like a man lived.

Leng Yu stood there thinking that if Yi Qingshi's ex-boyfriend came over, he would definitely be sleeping in the same room with her, and it would be impossible for the two of them to sleep separately. So, whose room is that next door? Didn’t the online reports say that Yiqing Poetry has no relatives? Moreover, when I was inquiring outside just now, no one had said that she had siblings or anything.

So, who exactly lives in the next room? The samurai sword was also found from that room.

She put her doubts aside, and when she came to the house, she saw a small room there, and Aron was searching for all important physical evidence and traces nearby.

Leng Yu asked, "Have you checked this room?"

Aron said: "Not yet."

Leng Yu said, "Then let's go in and take a look."

They opened the door and entered. What they saw was a painting on the floor and on the wall. There was an easel in the middle of the room, and the paper was empty. It seemed that no one had been painting here for a long time.

"It's a studio." Aron said.

Leng Yu didn't answer. She walked to a few paintings and saw that they were all sketched figures. She frowned and looked at the figures in the paintings, seeing that they were all women.

The expressions of these women's portraits are different. Leng Yu glanced at them and felt that the women in the paintings were very familiar. She saw one of the portraits facing her. Those Danfeng eyes were particularly charming. She said, "Aron, the characters in these paintings are all Yiqing poems."

Then, they walked to a corner of the studio and saw that there was a photo album there, but it was covered with dust, and it seemed that it hadn't been touched for a long time.

Leng Yu picked up the album and flipped through it, and saw that the photos in it were all Yiqing poems. These photos are all of her adult photos, not the slightest childhood photos.

Moreover, most of the Yiqing poems in the photos are close-ups of the front or side faces facing the camera. It seems that she loves the camera very much.

Also, she is a model and loves the camera more or less, and she has taken cover photos for many magazines.

cover photo?

Why are these photos taken face-to-face?

It seems that none of the photos is a full-body photo, and the lens is all facing the face.

Even the paintings are focused on the close-up of the face.

The person taking pictures and painting should be the same person. The person who loves Yiqing Poetry and knows her profession, otherwise he won't bother to do this for her.

But who could this be?

Is it her boyfriend?

Leng Yu told Aaron his thoughts and discoveries, including the samurai sword.

The two came out of the studio and walked to Yi Qingshi's room again. Because the floor of the room is made of wood, their footprints are piled up on it.

Leng Yu stepped on the wooden board in the room again, and found that there was a bulge on the wooden board under his feet.

She looked at her feet and saw a crack in a wooden board, and a cockroach crawled out of it.

She and Aaron looked at each other, squatted down in a hurry, stretched out her hand and dug lightly, and she lifted the board up as expected. The two looked down at a wooden box in the black hole behind the excavated planks. Leng Yu carefully took out the wooden box and saw that the wooden box was hidden, but it was covered with dust, and no one had moved it for a long time.

Leng Yu opened the lid of the wooden box and saw a letter inside. They looked at the envelope. The name of Yiqing poetry was noted on the envelope.

She opened one of the letters and pulled out the yellowed letter paper, the writing on it was still clear. Upon seeing this, Aron opened other letters, and the two slowly read them carefully.

The more Leng Yu looked, the deeper his brows wrinkled, the words inside were very numb, and all kinds of adjectives of love were fully used by the writer.

On the other side, Aaron was also shocked. He had never written a love letter before. If he finds a partner in the future, he may be able to refer to the words in these love letters.

Although the content of the love letter is important, at least I know that Yiqing Poetry really had a boyfriend, but they are more concerned about the name of the writer, so before finishing reading it, they hurriedly turned to another page and saw the signature at the end of the letter.

They looked at the signature at the end of the letter, and their expressions changed.

Leng Yu quickly took out the phone and dialed a number.

After the call was connected, she and the opposite person uttered a sentence at the same time, and she was also taken aback by that sentence.

"Hey boss, Yi Qingshi's boyfriend is Zeng Weijian!" Huang Lin said.

"Huang Lin, I found out that Zeng Weijian is Yi Qingshi's boyfriend! We must find him!" Leng Yu said.

Since Zeng Weijian is Yi Qingshi’s boyfriend, is he also the murderer’s next target? Or is he the murderer who killed those four people? Was Zhao Jiaren also killed by him?

Leng Yu covered the phone and said to Aaron, "We will take these letters in the car, and I will read them carefully one by one."

Then, she seemed to have thought of something, and ran back to the studio again. People who paint or love photography usually leave their names underneath their works. Leng Yu squatted beside a painting and saw the signature: Lin Li

She carefully observed several other pictures and photos, and saw that the signatures were all the same person.

Leng Yu also looked at the photos and the dates of several drawings. They were between 2000 and 2002. She wrote down the signature and the date, and then drove back to Yang City with Aaron.

She was still sitting in the passenger seat and took out the letter she had just seen. When she was about to read it carefully, the phone rang again.

Seeing that it was Huang Lin, her heart jumped. Could something really happen?

Huang Lin's voice came from the opposite side: "Boss, Zeng Weijian just called the Federal Police for help!"

Leng Yu's eyes widened and asked, "What? What did he say?"

Huang Lin said: "He said: Hey, this is Zeng Weijian, please save me... I seem to be followed..."