Wang Zichen did what he said, Lan Xinhui lost all energy with that effort, and fell into a deep sleep.She didn't even know that Wang Zichen got up and left in the middle of the night.

The reason why Wang Zichen got up and left in the middle of the night was not because of work, and of course, it was not because of anger with Lan Xinhui.It was because Captain Qu called.

He went to the study to answer the phone, and heard Captain Qu say that in a small town in the northernmost part of the province, he found traces of the suspect who killed Lan Xinhui's grandmother.However, the suspect was too vigilant and fled again.

They searched the den where the suspect had been hiding and found items, including an old embroidered cloth bag.

Because after the incident, Lan Xinhui reported that a small cloth bag containing money and jewelry was lost in her grandmother's bedroom.

So Captain Qu took photos of the cloth bag and the jewelry and other items inside, and sent it to Wang Zichen, asking him and Lan Xinhui to identify whether the item was taken away at the time of the crime, Lan Xinhui's grandmother's small cloth bag.In order to determine whether the person who escaped is the suspect in this case.

Because it was midnight at that time, Wang Zichen really didn't want to wake up Lan Xinhui who was soundly asleep, so he opened those photos first to see if he could identify Lan Xinhui's grandmother's belongings.

The first three photos are images of the front, side and back of the pouch.Judging from the image, it is a faded blue cloth bag with a pattern of flowers and butterflies embroidered on the front.

Wang Zichen had never seen this little cloth bag before, so he still couldn't recognize it just from the cloth bag.

Then click on more patterns, showing the items inside the cloth bag, including a pair of silver bracelets, a simple silver ring, a few old copper coins, etc... Wang Zichen looked at them one by one, but there were none. Seeing something familiar to him.

He yawned, stretched his waist, and continued to look at the photos patiently. After looking at a few more photos, he finally saw a picture that looked familiar.

That picture was a jade hairpin. Wang Zichen remembered that when his grandmother lived in N City, he had seen her hairpin with that hairpin.

Shocked, he quickly scrolled down to browse through more photos, and there were a few photos at the end.

Most of those photos were yellowish black and white photos, and there were group photos of a man and a woman whose faces were almost indistinguishable, which seemed to be the photos on the marriage certificate.

Then there is a picture of a young woman holding a baby girl, and then there are pictures of a full-grown woman and a woman who has become middle-aged.

The last one is a photo of three people: on the left is a middle-aged woman and on her right is her daughter holding a child.

Although the woman's appearance in the photo has changed a lot with age, her eyebrows and eyes have not changed much. Wang Zichen recognized that the person in the photo is Lan Xinhui's grandmother.

He quickly recovered the information to the police, telling them that he recognized the hairpin and the photo as Lan Xinhui's grandmother.

After recovering the information, Wang Zichen took another look at the little doll with picturesque eyebrows in the photo of the three of them. Although he was thin and small at that time, those big black and bright eyes were very beautiful.

Looking at those bright and beautiful eyes, Wang Zichen smiled involuntarily. He was about to turn off the phone and go back to sleep when he suddenly noticed something in the photo below, which seemed familiar.

It is a peach pit.The peach pit was simply sanded and two holes drilled.

Wang Zichen knows that there is such a custom in many places: when a child is born, put a longevity lock or a bracelet on the child for auspiciousness and to protect the healthy growth of the child.

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