when you look at me

Yuan Yiping called Duan Hang, more than ten calls in one breath, but no one answered.

He called Liang Yuyi again, and then met Liang Yuyi at her friend's house.Liang Yuyi had obviously calmed down. She was wearing a crisp beige windbreaker with a white satin shirt collar exposed at the neckline.She was wearing makeup, her lips were bright red, and even her nails were glittery, icy blue.

However, in just two days, she had lost a lot of weight, which could not be concealed no matter what.

"Have you figured it out yet?" Yuan Yiping handed her the milk tea: "I brought it for you."

"Thank you." Liang Yuyi took the milk tea and held it in his hand, smiling.With a calm expression, she inserted the straw into the milk tea and swallowed slowly.

"I have communicated with Ma Chen." Liang Yuyi opened the notebook on the table: "Ma Chen's wife probably did it. Ma Chen suspected that she had already found out about us, so she pretended not to. Collect evidence in private. This woman has not worked since she married Ma Chen. If she divorces and goes to court, she may not be able to get the child, but with evidence of Ma Chen's derailment, the child is likely to be awarded to the woman."

"No matter who took those photos," Yuan Yiping said, "it's illegal to post them online. Do you understand what I mean? You guessed it was Ma Chen's wife, but you couldn't produce evidence."

"Yes, there is no evidence yet." Liang Yuyi silently grabbed the milk tea: "However, these photos were also sent to the intranet of Ma Chen's company. His company's leadership team will change next month. This is what the chairman told Ma Chen privately. Yes, Ma Chen said that he only told his wife about this news, so it's too coincidental, isn't it?"

Yuan Yiping stared blankly at the table. A few minutes later, he asked Liang Yuyi: "Are those photos secretly taken? Or did you take them yourself, and someone else got them..."

"Sneak shot," Liang Yuyi shook his head: "Ma Chen is so cautious, how dare he take pictures with me?"

"Can you let me take a look?" Yuan Yiping asked carefully: "I... have to take a look, I can't judge some things."

Liang Yuyi pursed her lips and nodded, took out her mobile phone, and handed it to Yuan Yiping after a while.

On the screen are two entangled men and women, on the big bed of Liang Yuyi's house.Yuan Yi flipped through the photos without changing his expression. There are 57 photos in total, all of which are close-ups.

It's all close-ups.

Yuan Yiping frowned tightly, and asked Liang Yuyi: "If I remember correctly, the house you are renting is on the second floor?"

"Ah."

"Let's go to your house," Yuan Yiping suddenly got up: "That thing is still there."

Yuan Yiping, Liang Yuyi, Liang Yuyi's best friend, and a group of three hurried to Liang Yuyi's house.The girlfriend was driving, and Yuan Yiping explained to the two of them on the way: "Do you think these photos were taken from outside the window?"

"It must be outside the window," Liang Yuyi said, "The photo was taken when Ma Chen went to my place last Saturday...During this time, no one has been to my house except Ma Chen."

"I would have thought the same way," Yuan Yiping said, "but have you noticed? These photos zoom the camera very close, even to the point where only the upper body or the lower body are photographed. Why don't you zoom out a little bit? Take a more complete shot? Just one or two shots, 57 shots, all of them."

Liang Yuyi: "Why... what?"

"I guess it's because the people who took the pictures didn't want us to see what angle they were taken from. The farther the lens is zoomed out, the more things appear in the frame, and the easier it is to judge the position of the person taking the pictures. So if Someone really climbed up to the second floor to take a sneak shot, so this person shouldn't worry about being seen by us, unless "Yuan Yiping looked at Liang Yuyi: "It wasn't taken from the window, but someone was in your room There are cameras installed."

Even Liang Yuyi's best friend who was driving took a breath, and asked Liang Yuyi tremblingly: "Didn't you say that no one has been to your house during this time? Could it be... someone sneaked in?"

Liang Yuyi propped her forehead and said in a low voice: "But the management of my community is very strict. You all know that if the owner hadn't explained it in advance, the security guards would definitely not let people in. My house has a newly replaced door and door. Windows, especially strong..."

Fifteen minutes later, a group of three arrived at Liang Yuyi's house.

Liang Yuyi's bedroom is very spacious, in addition to a double bed, there is also a wooden table, a wardrobe, and a sundry shelf.Yuan Yiping asked Liang Yuyi: "You usually change your clothes at home, will the wardrobe always be open?"

"No," Liang Yuyi replied affirmatively, "I'll just close it when I'm done using it."

"That's the table and the shelves."

Twenty minutes later, Liang Yuyi's best friend held a silver-white glass pen holder and asked, "Yuyi, is this new?"

There is a purchase label on the pen holder, and the date on the label is not long ago.

"Well," Liang Yuyi glanced at the pen holder: "It's a gift from a colleague."

Yuan Yiping's heart skipped a beat, and he asked quickly, "Who? Duan Hang?!"

"Yes..." Liang Yuyi was taken aback by Yuan Yiping: "It was him. That day, you had something to do and left, so you didn't accompany me to choose the wedding dress. Later, it was Duan Hang who accompanied me to choose the wedding dress. I was... trying on the wedding dress At that time, when he was shopping in the mall, he said that he bought a pen holder for clothes and gave it to me."

Yuan Yiping only felt his eyelids twitch, and he took the pen holder from Liang Yuyi's best friend.The pen holder is made of glass, but it is opaque and heavy.

Yuan Yiping was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly threw the pen container on the ground viciously!

The glass pen container fell apart, and the moment it cracked, a small square black thing popped out of the thick glass wall.

Liang Yuyi exclaimed, "This is—"

"Micro camera," Yuan Yiping picked up the small black thing with a sullen face, and then picked up a slightly larger fragment: "This is made of one-way glass. We see it from the outside, but it is opaque when viewed from the inside. It's transparent—the same way a car window is."

Liang Yuyi's eyes widened, and even the eyeballs were trembling: "Duan Hang? But he—why did he—"

"I don't know either," Yuan Yiping shook his head distractedly: "But now I suspect that they still have a backup... Actually, think about it, Duan Hang, a master of South China University of Technology, came to us to get a salary of [-] a month , this is unreasonable, isn't it?"

Yuan Yiping dragged his tired feet upstairs, the voice-activated light was off, and he was too lazy to stomp his foot to turn it on.

It really was Duan Hang, and he didn't know why, from the moment he walked into the messy office, he began to doubt Duan Hang.That's why he took the old mouse that Duan Hang replaced to try it. At that time, Duan Hang said that the mouse was broken, and then went out to buy a new one, but the fact is that the mouse is not broken.In fact, at this time Yuan Yiping was still defending Duan Hang in his heart. Maybe the mouse was not sensitive at the time, and it was fine after letting it go?

But now, Duan Hang is a candid photographer, which is already a certainty.

Yuan Yiping didn't know why Duan Hang did this, he didn't know what the relationship between Duan Hang and Ma Chen was, and he didn't know how this happened and how they should go in the future.Today, some parents of students have called to scold their company and demand a full refund. Yuan Yiping can only prevaricate by saying "We are the victims of this matter, and we have called the police now", but this The rhetoric is certainly not a long-term solution.

With his mind in a mess and his body exhausted, Yuan Yiping was about to take out his keys when he suddenly saw a flickering fire in the darkness.

The body was faster than the brain, he stomped, and the lights came on.

Chen Shuo was leaning against the wall in front of his house, holding a small cigarette butt between his index finger and thumb.At his feet, there were five or six cigarette butts and soot all over the place.

he came.It's so fast.

"Yiping," Chen Shuo smiled softly, as if he hadn't been locked out for a long time: "You're back."