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Chapter 28 28

This is neither a study nor a bedroom. Lu Zhe doesn't even know what to call this place, because there are only two chairs, a table, a cabinet, and a wall full of photos.

The four walls of the room are full of photos.

Lu Zhe walked in slowly and looked at the walls. Some photos had the date marked with a pen, some didn't, some had only one person, and some had two people.There are pictures of people crying, laughing, swimming, climbing trees, celebrating birthdays, blowing up balloons, and even going to bed.

One was Lan Shaoqi, and Lu Che didn't know the other, but that young man looked a bit like himself, in terms of body shape, eyebrows, and even the temperament that rushed to his face.

His heart was pounding, beating more and more violently.Lu Zhe suddenly had a deep fear of his own thoughts—about the speculation about the person who died in the fire, and he was afraid that that person was another protagonist in the photo besides Lan Shaoqi.

These photos record the youthful time of the two, from high school to high school graduation, from entering college to graduating from college, starting a business from scratch, and posing for a group photo in front of Mayfly Media.

The young man in the photo looked at Lan Shaoqi with a bright smile. Even after a period of time that couldn't be seen clearly, Lu Zhe could feel the incomparable tenderness in his eyes. It was the love for Lan Shaoqi from the heart. nothing left.

This should be a very beautiful, beautiful relationship, so beautiful that people can't even imagine how beautiful it is.

Lu Zhe walked to a "restricted area", and the photos on the wall were all taken in dim light, with some holding hands, some kissing, and some lingering on the bed.He touched one of them lightly. As long as these photos involved sex, the eyes of the young people were all covered by Lan Shaoqi without exception.

Is it necessary for Lan Shaoqi to be blindfolded?

He continued walking, and the next wall was mostly home photos, some of Lan Shaoqi was secretly photographed by a young man while he was eating, and some of the young man peeled fruit to feed to Lan Shaoqi. If you are a couple of gods and immortals.

"Little Zhe...Look." An Baiwei called Lu Zhe softly at the table, his voice was a little hoarse.

Lu Zhe walked over, and An Bai pointed to the table legs slightly. Under the vague cover of the tablecloth, he could see an enamel basin with a half-burned photo inside.He knelt down and took a closer look, the burned photo was just a photo of life that couldn't be more ordinary, half of it was already dark, and the other half was the sunny smile of a young man.

"There is still some ashes inside, it should not be burnt out." An Baiwei's voice was very low, unable to detect emotion, "There is a layer of ashes underneath, that is to say, he burned several photos, but suddenly stopped for some reason .”

Lu Zhe felt that something was suffocating in his chest, and he was so depressed that he couldn't speak. He just nodded slightly, and was about to go to the cabinet to continue searching for things, but suddenly An Baiwei held his hand.

"..." Lu Zhe lowered his eyes, turned his head to look at An Baiwei for a while, and An Baiwei was also looking at him, with the affection and tenderness in his eyes that only he could understand.

Lu Zhe lowered his head again. He didn't know what to say for a moment. After a while, An Baiwei let go of his hand little by little, and said in a low voice, "Continue to look for clues."

He withdrew his hand, his slightly cold fingertips felt numb.

There are neatly arranged photo albums in the closet. The handwriting on the cover is different, some are handsome and aura, some are overbearing and unrestrained. Compared with the photos on the wall, the photos inside are basically the same. They are all photos of life in different periods. , sorted into a photo album.

In addition to a few photo albums, there were also a few stacks of photos scattered in the corner of the closet. Lu Zhe took them over and looked at them. The scene should have been taken when the two went abroad for fun. The best shot was the two standing hand in hand Kissing on a certain bridge, from the angle, it was probably taken by foreign friends.The background of the photo was the setting sun, which made the young man's face and ears red, but he firmly hugged Lan Shaoqi's neck, as if he had been identified as the only one in his life.

Lu Zhe turned to the back of the photo, and there was a line of very delicate characters on it. He couldn't read the content smoothly, so he called An Baiwei and pointed to the words on it.

"I want to be with you forever."

After An Bowei finished reading softly, he turned to look at Lu Zhe. Before Lu Zhe realized what he was doing, he was suddenly held in An Baiwei's arms and pressed against the cabinet.

Lu Zhe's Adam's apple twitched slightly: "What are you doing?"

He thought that An Baiwei was going to kiss him again, but this shameless man leaned his head on Lu Zhe's shoulder and sighed heavily.He said, "Hold for a while."

Lu Zhe unexpectedly didn't refuse. In fact, he also felt that this room was very oppressive.Staying here, he can even imagine the warm scene of the two of them pasting photos on the wall together every time, and the scene of the two seriously sorting out the photo album, and whether it is Lan Shaoqi or the young man sitting Here is the scene where the photo is burnt woodenly.

"There's new hair upstairs—"

Before the word "present" was uttered, Yu Feng consciously silenced the sound. He looked around the scene in the room, and finally landed on the two people who were hugging each other intimately by the closet, and knocked on the door: "Can you pay attention?"

Lu Che was thin-skinned, and immediately pushed An Bai slightly back, walked out of the room, and went upstairs.

Afterwards, An Bai slightly rubbed the place where Lu Zhe pushed, frowned and glanced at Yu Feng: "Are you annoying?"

"Are you annoying?" Yu Feng asked back with a sad face, "What is it called to openly hook up with subordinates during the evidence collection time? Repeatedly probing on the verge of being fired?"

"Can you pay more attention next time?" Amber said with a stinky face, "Why are you always there?"

"You think I want to see it?" Yu Feng's face was also stinky, "Come up, come up, and take a look together. There is Lan Shaoqi's diary in the upstairs study."

There are two opposite desks and two opposite computers in the study. It should be where Lan Shaoqi and the young man usually work. When Lu Zhe went up, the police officer was flipping through his diary. Randomly flip through the place.In addition to the desk and computer, there are some documents in the study room. In addition, there is a photo of the two of them hanging on the wall. It should be a photo from college days. In the photo, Lan Shaoqi is holding the hand of the young man. People together in front of the library.

When he was young, Lan Shaoqi was very heroic, tall, with slightly curly hair. At first glance, he looked like a mixed race, with outstanding temperament and appearance.The young man hadn't fully grown at that time, and was half a head shorter than Lan Shaoqi. When taking pictures, he deliberately tiptoed and hugged Lan Shaoqi's shoulders so that the two of them looked about the same height.

But the frame of this picture is broken, and a crack runs straight between the two of them, like a chasm between them.

Lu Zhe gently stroked the shattered glass surface, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.

After An Baiwei and Yu Feng came up, they went straight to the diary. An Baiwei knew that Lu Zhe was illiterate, so he picked out a few articles and read them. However, they only recorded some trivial things during college, and they had nothing to do with the case. relevant information.

But the valuable clue that can be extracted from it is that the young man is Fang Tang.

The three of them read the three notebooks in the study from beginning to end, and read them several times, but they didn't find any handwriting related to this case. Lan Shaoqi's daily records were very cheerful and concise, without the slightest gloomyness.

The diary for the last day before the incident was written in September this year, and there is only one sentence, which is very ordinary.

"Fang Tang's cooking today is delicious."

Gone.

Yu Feng has already made contacts to investigate this young man named "Fang Tang". As long as he can find Fang Tang, he might be able to know what Lan Shaoqi is thinking, or Fang Tang has some clues.

or--

Lu Zhe put away his ominous thoughts, sat in the chair where Fang Tang sat in the past, and silently stared at the computer with a black screen.The police officer tried to open the computer just now, but both computers were locked, and there is no way to unlock them for the time being.

He sat for a while, suddenly remembered something, quickly went downstairs to ask the password of the technician's door, and came back quickly after getting the answer: "Try 0317."

The police officer tried both computers and finally unlocked the computer named "Blue".

In other words, March NO.17 is likely to be Fang Tang's birthday.

Lu Zhe walked to the door of the study. He suddenly thought of something just now, but in a trance, he forgot what he had thought of just now. He was hesitating, and suddenly there were several gasps that made people blush and heartbeat from the speaker in the study. .

Lu Zhe's body stiffened immediately. He subconsciously wanted to snatch the mouse from the police officer's hand, but he found out even more stiffly that the person who was manipulating the mouse was An Baiwei.

At this time, the computer was playing an audio called "Lan Lu", and this audio was exactly what Lan Shaoqi played to Lu Zhe that day to threaten him.

It never occurred to Lu Zhe that Lan Shaoqi didn't send it directly to the police station, but made a backup on this computer - even before Lan Shaoqi did it himself, An Baiwei heard it.

The other three people in the study looked at Lu Zhe in unison. Lu Zhe's palms were sweating, and he took a step back instinctively under An Baiwei's stare. Then he remembered to explain: "This is not me."

As soon as the words fell, Lu Zhe hummed softly in the audio, and the bones of the person who seemed to have nothing at the end of the sound were all shattered.

Lu Zhe was almost ashamed: "I mean, Lan Shaoqi made it up by himself... He deliberately lured me on a date and recorded my voice..."

"No... nothing happened when we were dating..."

"It was all recorded by him, I didn't know he recorded..."

Lu Zhe watched with a red face as An Baiwei copied the audio to his USB drive with a blank face, then turned to look at himself, and said in a low voice, "Okay, don't explain, I believe you."

"Next, let's see what else is suspicious here." An Baiwei took a deep breath, suppressing his restless mood, "Except for the burned photos on the first floor and the broken frames on the second floor, find Find out if there is anything else that can prove that there is something wrong with their relationship... Even if it is a love killing, it should look like a love killing."

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An Baiwei: I didn't say anything, I just copied it quietly.

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