dead innocent

Afterwards, he stopped in front of Zhou Quliang, pulled a smile on his face that had faded from the blood loss, and said, "You helped me a lot this time, Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Quliang shook his head like a self-deprecating smile: "Do you know that I sent someone to follow you?"

Chu Xingyun said: "Of course I know, I have been with me for two or three days, and your anti-reconnaissance ability needs to be strengthened."

He Cheng didn't ask him to say more, and nodded perfunctorily at Zhou Quliang, then helped him into the car and drove to the hospital.

The 'weapon' that appeared in Room 105 was actually a bait, and the person who put the bait even helped them catch the prey, just waiting for the police to take the bait and pull out the scapegoat who was accidentally caught.

Since Fang Junhai and his wife were not the murderer, the 'murder weapon' that appeared in Room 105 must have had an impure intention.Perhaps it was the praying mantis catching the cicada and the oriole behind them. Fang Junhai and his wife deliberately entered the Shu Palace, but the oriole deliberately packaged it as a murderer. It is the person who puts the bait.

Chu Xingyun said: "Manager Zhang of the Shu Palace, he was the first person to notify me of the discovery of the murder weapon."

Before dawn, Fu Yitu interrogated Manager Zhang of the Shu Palace Hotel. Manager Zhang panicked as soon as he entered the police station. He didn't need the police to say anything. He sat in the interrogation room and began to talk about everything.

The table lamp at the corner of the table was kept on all night. At this time, the white light melted into the colorless sunlight, creating a sense of paleness and powerlessness in the closed and depressing atmosphere of the interrogation room.

In front of Fu Yi were several paintings painted on white paper, with his forehead propped up, his eyes downcast and lost in thought.

Manager Zhang, who was sitting in the interrogation room, was covering his head hysterically, and kept saying the few words that were on his lips upside down.

"I didn't kill anyone."

"None of my business."

"I only received 20 yuan."

"I haven't moved a penny of the money, so take it away."

When he was about to vomit himself, Fu Yi finally raised his head from a few paintings, with bloodshot eyes in his sleepless eyes, and asked for the last time in a hoarse and tired voice: "Who is the person who gave you the money?" who?"

Manager Zhang was kept up in the middle of the night by him, almost in a trance, and said numbly like a machine whose program was touched: "I really don't know, I didn't kill anyone, it's none of my business, I just charged 20 One yuan, I haven't touched a cent of the money, you take it away..."

Fu Yi interrogated him from early morning to dawn, and only a few words were interrogated, which almost drove him into a mental breakdown. So he ended the interrogation and sent two people to go home with him to collect the money.

Manager Zhang used money to do errands to eliminate disasters for others, and was instigated by others to use his power to put the "murder weapon" in Room 105. His intention was very obvious. He planted the blame on Fang Junhai and his wife, disguised them as murderers, and took responsibility for killing Zhou Shiyang. charges.

Although he didn't ask who was behind Manager Zhang, Fu Yi knew very well that there was no one else except Qin Xiao.

It's very simple, only Qin Xiao was suspected before, and Chu Xingyun has been actively looking for evidence that can convict Qin Xiao. Perhaps Fang Junhai and his wife were imprisoned, which was his trap and trick.If Yang Kaitai hadn't insisted that he was the murderer, and if there hadn't been what happened to Shu Palace, Qin Xiao's plan would have succeeded.

But these are just speculations, they haven't got any evidence to invite Qin Xiao into the police station again.

Fu Yi came out of the interrogation room and went to the bathroom to wash his face, then returned to the office holding his glasses, and took out the dusty gun from the bottom drawer of the file cabinet. The six bullets in it were still loaded last time. .

Suddenly, he felt ridiculous, laughing that his awareness of vigilance was getting worse and worse, and he always thought of protecting himself when Chu Xingyun was threatened with his life.I also laughed at Chu Xingyun's fate, but he was able to escape from the tiger's mouth time and time again. I really don't know if he is a lucky man with a natural appearance, or his life is too cheap.

Maybe they are all low lives, so those who step on their heads will do whatever they want.

Fu Yi donned his gun, put a few pictures into a file bag, then walked out of the office and went straight to the police office, stood at the door and knocked on the door: "Sanyang."

Qiao Shishi stood up from behind a computer, pointed to Yang Kaitai who was lying on the table and buried his head in a deep sleep, and asked softly, "Do you want me to call him?"

Fu Yi looked at Yang Kaitai's face buried in his arms and only exposed the top of his thick black hair, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and said, "No need, let him sleep."

Then he asked Mr. Qiao: "You take two field teams to investigate all the car accidents that happened in Yinjiang City on September [-]st. The summary list of vehicle repairs from the [-]st to yesterday is on my desk. Check all the accidents. For vehicles with damaged fronts, we must find out the person who collided with Zhou Shiyang."

Qiao Shishi replied: "Okay, I'll set off right away."

Walking out of the police station building, Fu Yi drove to Jiuli Jinting.

Last night Chu Xingyun went to the hospital for medical treatment. His injury was not serious, and a palm-width cut was opened on his calf. After more than a dozen stitches, he planned to rest in the hospital on the spot, but He Cheng insisted that he Taking it home, he said domineeringly and arrogantly: "Are you going? If you don't go, I will carry you."

Chu Xingyun is a shameless person, if he is really taken away on his back, he has a premonition that he will not be safe at the end of the year, so he honestly returns to Jiuli Jinting with him.

The injury on his leg was not serious, it was in the calf muscle group, it didn't hurt the bones, and it didn't cause any obstacles to walking.What matters is his ankle. His left foot sprained once when he was jumping into the aquarium.The doctor helped him fix the bone and told him not to exercise vigorously, but this doctor's order was equivalent to farting in his ears. What the police do is the tiring work of walking and running, so don't exercise vigorously?Then don't do anything.

As soon as he entered the door, he almost trampled Daman squatting at the door to death.

Now he is not very flexible in his movements. He weighs his left foot and puts his body weight on his right leg. The raised right leg is about to fall on Daman's head, so he quickly shifts his weight to his left foot.

As soon as his left foot was heavy, his body immediately lost his balance and fell over on the shoe cabinet in the entrance, his back was firmly knocked against the edge of the shoe cabinet, his face turned pale from the pain, and he almost cursed.

He Cheng frowned, seeing him gritted his teeth and wanted to say something, held back, put his arms around his waist and led him to the living room, and said to him: "Don't move around, I'll get you a set." Change clothes."

Chu Xingyun glanced at the back of him going upstairs, leaning on the wall all the way to the bathroom, took off his T-shirt and coat, turned on the faucet of the washstand, and wiped himself in the mirror very quickly.

He Cheng came back with his clothes and looked, he was standing in front of the washstand washing his hair.

The corners of He Cheng's eyes twitched, and he really wanted to throw the suit in his hand on the ground. He felt that sooner or later he would be pissed off by Chu Xingyun.

Chu Xingyun, who was as strong and casual as a weed, caught a glimpse of He Cheng standing in the living room staring at him from the corner of his eye, so he called out: "Clothes."

He Cheng took the clothes and walked over, leaned against the bathroom door, folded his arms and said coldly: "Didn't I ask you to wait for me?"

Chu Xingyun washed the foam off his head, pulled a towel from the shelf to wipe his hair, looked at He Cheng's handsome face covered with clouds in the mirror in front of him, and asked with a smile: "Wait for you to help me take a bath? "

He Cheng raised his eyebrows and asked, "No?"

"Okay, of course, you can wash with me."

Chu Xingyun's eyes hidden behind the towel lightly swept across He Cheng's face like a feather, and said with a deep smile: "But I'm inconvenient now, even if I really squeeze into the same bathing pool with you If you can't make any splashes, let's try another day."

He clearly knew that he was just teasing, but He Cheng was so easily teased by him, or his self-control in front of Chu Xingyun has always been weak.In fact, Chu Xingyun doesn't need to do anything at all, as long as he hooks his fingers, his soul will fly away.

"That's what you said, I remember."

He Cheng said.

Chu Xingyun took the clothes away from his hands, and said helplessly before entering the bathroom: "You really praise me, and you won't let me drop a word."

Soon, he changed his clothes and came out, looking around for strength, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, sat down on a single sofa where He Cheng often sat, and took out the new mobile phone that He Cheng bought for him on the way back from the mobile phone case Come out, rely on memory to enter a few frequently contacted numbers.

Losing, losing, suddenly raised his head to look at He Cheng, and asked, "What's your phone number?"

He Cheng was standing in front of the refrigerator collecting ingredients, when he heard this, he looked at him coldly: "Don't you remember?"

"Then I can't remember all of them."

He Cheng walked over a few steps, took his phone away, opened the address book, and saw three numbers listed in it, namely He Ying, Fu Yi, and Qiao Shishi.

Unexpectedly, his ranking in Chu Xingyun's heart was not as good as Qiao Shishi's. Looking at these three names, He Cheng's face was as cold as ice, and his eyes sparkled.

Chu Xingyun saw that his face was not very good-looking, so he raised his hand and snatched the phone back, saying: "I think about it, I think about it, let's go back and cook."

He Cheng took out his mobile phone from his pocket and threw it into his arms, and said coldly: "Remember everyone's mobile phone numbers, but not mine, you're really good at it."

Chu Xingyun said helplessly: "You are in your twenties this year, why do you always compare yourself with a child?"

He Cheng glanced at him and refused to admit it: "What am I better than?"

Seeing his unreasonable picture of accepting punishment but disregarding punishment, killing or burying him, and disdain to admit that he did it, Chu Xingyun thought it was cute, and even more funny, as if he wanted to tease him, he said: "You are less than Fu Yi? Are you the one who has a better understanding with me than anyone else? Is it you who talks to me the longest in a day compared to Qiao Shishi? With Yang Kaitai—"

"Hold on."

He Cheng interrupted him suddenly, as if he had finally picked a thorn in his side, he smiled and asked back with a leisurely smile: "What am I compared to Yang Kaitai?"

Chu Xingyun said unhurriedly: "Yes, you have never compared with him, but you always say in my ears that he was taught by me when he was 21 years old, and Xiao Shu was the only one who taught you when you were 21 years old, isn't it you? ?”

When He Cheng heard this, he said straightforwardly: "Is there something wrong? When I first started working, you just didn't stay by my side and didn't teach me anything!"

Chu Xingyun was annoyed by him: "The type of work is different, young master! If you become a policeman, I will definitely accompany you every day to teach you, what can I teach you when you do business?"

Although what he said made some sense, He Cheng was stubborn and determined not to change his opinion. He snorted and said, "I also want to be a policeman? Go to the police academy like you, and it will take five or six years?"

When he said this, Chu Xingyun didn't dare to quibble, and silently turned on his mobile phone to check his phone number and save it in the address book. Just after saving it, he heard He Cheng standing behind the kitchen counter with a half-smile Asked: "What's the note you gave me?"

what is itOf course it is 'He Cheng'.

But Chu Xingyun's ability to talk nonsense has long been perfected. Although he doesn't know what answer He Cheng wants to hear from him, he can give an impeccable answer.

Chu Xingyun raised his chin towards him, and said with a smile: "Baby."

His baby cry was so low and soft that He Cheng's ears went numb when he heard it, and his face turned red.

Chu Xingyun acted as if he didn't see it, and after coaxing him, he lowered his head and fiddled with the phone, and dialed out a line of numbers engraved in his mind.

Last night Zheng Xihe put the key to the handcuffs into his hand, and whispered another name into his ear when he pushed him into the water - Song Linlin.

And the number he dialed now is a string of numbers written on the inside of the handcuffs.

The call was connected quickly, and a young girl's voice came from the phone.

"Hey?"

Chu Xingyun glanced at He Cheng who was cutting bread in the kitchen, turned his head to look at the bright sun rising outside the window calmly, and lowered his voice: "Hello, Ms. Song Linlin?"

The girl was not vigilant at all, and said, "Yes, who are you?"

Chu Xingyun said: "I am a courier in the same city. Here is your courier, but the address is wrong. You give me an accurate address, and I will send it to you in the afternoon."

Song Linlin still had no doubts, and quickly gave him an address.

After Chu Xingyun hung up, he frowned and fell into deep thought.

Zheng Xihe did let him go last night, but he wasn't sure if Zheng Xihe would 'cooperate' with him sincerely.Whether Song Linlin is the person Zheng Xihe wants to entrust to his protection or a bait to lure him into the bait, he is still not sure yet.

Two minutes later, he called Gao Yuannan in the office of the technical team, but was told that Gao Yuannan had asked for leave. He had no time to think about it, so he found someone to investigate Song Linlin.

After the two phone calls, He Cheng also baked the bread, spread it with jam and delivered it to him.

Chu Xingyun doesn't like to eat these dry and sweet things very much, but He Cheng gives him toast with jam, which is a treatment that the old man of the He family does not have.So he didn't say anything, he took a bite very appreciatively, his teeth were almost overwhelmed by the sweetness of the jam in his mouth.

He Cheng did not know where to find a bottle of safflower oil, sat cross-legged on the carpet where the two cats often nest, which is at the feet of Chu Xingyun, and poured some ointment into the palm of his hand quite skillfully, first in the palm After rubbing it to heat up, he pulled his left foot into his arms, and gently pressed and rubbed it.

Chu Xingyun was only surprised, and swallowed the bread in his mouth for a long time, and said with a smile: "Yes, young master, who did you learn this trick from?"

He Cheng lowered his head and concentrated on massaging his ankle, and said lightly, "Instructions."

Chu Xingyun pursed his lips and looked at his thoughtful face, tore off a piece of bread and handed it to his lips like feeding a cat, saying: "Speak."

He Cheng opened his mouth and bit it: "Say what?"

Chu Xingyun wiped off a drop of jam on the corner of his lips with his thumb, and said with a smile: "I know you want to talk to me about what happened last night. What do you want to ask? Tell me."

He Cheng lowered his eyes, and his slender fingers walked back and forth on his grease-stained and extremely sticky ankles. The technique was no longer like a massage, but like a painter painting carefully and attentively.

He Cheng's voice was low: "Actually, you don't need to ask, I know who wants to do something to you."

"You mean Director Qin?"

"You want to re-investigate the kidnapping case 13 years ago. If he wants to stop you, what can't he do?"

Chu Xingyun smiled: "I don't think it's Director Tan."

He Cheng raised his head and looked at him with suspicion: "Isn't it him?"

Chu Xingyun said: "I have been investigating that case very secretly. So far, only two people know about it, and I absolutely trust these two people."

He Cheng instinctively wanted to doubt the two people he was talking about, but seeing the trust and determination in his eyes, he swallowed the words again, lowered his eyes and continued to massage his ankles, his tone sank instantly: "You Do you know how I felt when I heard the sound of a car accident on your side last night?"

Chu Xingyun left the sofa, sat down opposite him, looked at his face and said with a smile: "I can imagine."

He Cheng suddenly raised his eyes to look at his eyes, gritted his teeth fiercely and said: "It took me a long time to wait for you, you are mine, your people, your life are all mine." Yes. I will never allow anyone to take you away from me, and I will never allow you to be lost in any way."

Chu Xingyun's heart was hot, his eyes suddenly became soft, he raised his hand and touched his face, and said, "Well, yours is all yours."

He Cheng looked at him intently for a moment, then suddenly raised his right hand stained with safflower oil to press down on the back of his neck, biting his lips like biting.

Chu Xingyun was hit by him, his hands subconsciously supported the floor, and his upper body kept falling back as he approached.

He Cheng impatiently sucked his lips, rolled his tongue, so that he had to adjust his breathing to match his own rhythm, and crazily sucked the sweet taste of jam in his mouth like a ghost.

Chu Xingyun was pushed into the deepest part by the tip of his tongue several times, and the root of his tongue was painful and numb for a while.In order to keep the position from being destroyed, he fought against his lips and tongues, sometimes pushing and pulling, sometimes entangled, this kind of tricks summed up through actual combat made both sides want to torture.

Chu Xingyun was unknowingly pushed down on the carpet by him, put his arms around his shoulders, and inserted his fingers back and forth between the back of his neck and the root of his hair——

"someone is coming."

Chu Xingyun was sweating on his forehead, raised his upper body with his hands on the floor and looked at him and said.

He Cheng: "...No."

Chu Xingyun listened carefully to the movement outside the door, then sighed, supported his forehead and said in a daze, "Yes."

As if to verify what he said was true, the doorbell rang as soon as he finished speaking.

With a livid face, He Cheng stood up from him, turned around and punched the air forcefully, and then went into the bathroom.

"coming."

Chu Xingyun stood up, straightened his clothes, and walked slowly to open the door.

Fu Yi stood at the door and raised the file bag in his hand: "I have a clue."

The clues he mentioned were a few paintings he brought back from the hospital, if those stick figures could also become paintings.

Chu Xingyun poured two glasses of water and brought them to the living room, then sat down beside him and looked at the neatly arranged drawings: "What clues?"

Fu Yiyin looked at the figure composed of three English letters drawn in the upper right corner of two of the drawings, and said, "Look here."

Chu Xingyun pinched his chin and looked at it seriously, and said: "I found out, it should be some kind of sign, but Gao Yuannan didn't retrieve it."

Fu Yi tapped the paper twice with his fingers, and said solemnly: "This is the LOGO of the Shu Palace."

Chu Xingyun frowned: "Shu Palace?"

Fu Yi briefly described the experience of "encountering" Lu Xia in the Palace of Shu last night, and then said emphatically: "I think these two pictures with the LOGO of the Palace of Shu should be the memories Lu Xia left in the hotel."

Chu Xingyun carefully examined the two paintings again, and found that the sketched pictures above had nothing to do with the Shu Palace. One piece of paper was drawn with a maze-like circular figure, and the other was drawn with a picture of freedom. Goddess statue, the only thing the two pictures have in common is that the Shu Palace is painted as the LOGO in the upper right corner.The remaining two pictures do not have the LOGO of the Palace of Shu. One draws the outline of a long-haired woman, and the other draws a cartoon image of a rabbit with long ears. No references have been found for the time being.

Fu Yi's speculation is not unreasonable, because some of the four pictures have logos and some have no logos, which shows that Lu Xia still has a certain ability to distinguish memories and separate the combination and separation of memory pictures.

No matter whether Fu Yi's speculation is true or not, they all need to verify it.

Since these two memories may exist in the Shu Palace, let's go back to the place where the crime happened.

Chu Xingyun put away a few pictures and put them in a file bag, got up and said, "Let's go."

He Cheng washed his face and came out of the bathroom, just in time to see Chu Xingyun standing up from the sofa, looking anxious to go out.

"where to?"

He Cheng put his hands in his trouser pockets, looked at him and asked.

With a new direction, Chu Xingyun instantly cleared his eyes and ears, his feet didn't hurt and his breath was no longer dry, and he walked steadily to the floor-to-ceiling window and picked up his mobile phone: "Go out for a while, are you coming?" ?”

While speaking, he had already walked to the porch to change his shoes, He Cheng chased after him and stood behind him, was surprisingly silent for a while, and said, "No."

Chu Xingyun put on his shoes, looked back at him in surprise, and confirmed again and again: "Really not coming?"

"Well, take care of yourself."

Chu Xingyun thought he had figured it out and was sensible, so he smiled with relief and said, "Then I'm leaving, and I need to call."

He Cheng nodded slightly: "Okay."

After leaving the Jiuli Jinting, Chu Xingyun sat in Fu Yi's car and went straight to the Shu Palace.

In the car, he couldn't help thinking of his new car, so he wanted to call Xiao Shu to ask if the car could still be repaired, but he changed to a new phone without Xiao Shu's number, so he had to give up.

Seeing his teeth bared and his brows frowning, Fu Yi thought he was worried about He Cheng, so he comforted him and said, "He Cheng is not a child, so you don't have to worry about him so much."

"I'm not worried about him now."

Chu Xingyun frowned and said: "I'm worried about the car he gave me."

Fu Yi: ...

His new car is about one hundred thousand yuan, so he should be worried.

"Write a report."

Fu Yi gave him an idea: "See if the team can report to you."

Chu Xingyun was even more worried, covered his face and sighed: "No way, I paid for the tires of the car when I got on the car."

Fu Yi didn't know what to say, so he could only cast him a sympathetic look.

Ten minutes later, Chu Xingyun didn't have time to feel sorry for the car that He Cheng gave him, and the Shu Palace arrived.

He already knew about Manager Zhang's crime of 'taking bribes', so this time he didn't believe anyone, not even the security guard, and climbed the stairs to the third floor with the door key.

In the corridor, the cleaning lady was cleaning the floor with a vacuum cleaner.

Chu Xingyun looked at her suspiciously, then opened the door of Room 106 and walked in.

Returning to the scene of the crime for the second time, but this time they have a clear goal, although the goal is still illusory, like two ghosts drawn on paper.

Chu Xingyun took out the painting, looked at the pattern sprayed on the wall on the door and compared it with the LOGO on the paper, and found that the two patterns were exactly the same.But this pattern is used in every room, how can it be explained that Lu Xia left the memory in room 106?If they can't prove that the pattern memory comes from 106, then their conjectures will be meaningless.

"Lu Xia said he wanted to go back to the room where he lived before the accident, but ended up in this room?"

Chu Xingyun asked.

Fu Yidao: "That's right, do you think it's his subconscious?"

Chu Xingyun didn't speak, and went back to the door of the bedroom where the corpse was lying, looked at the steps that Yang Kaitai used to break the trap, looked at it for a while, then moved his gaze up, to the side facing the door, and one side stood on the head of the bed on the silver mirror.

For the sake of style and pretense, many silver mirrors are installed in the room here to extend the visual effect.

Chu Xingyun looked at himself who was pulled away in the mirror, and suddenly stepped back a few steps, standing at the door of the bathroom directly opposite the bedroom, and then looked down at the Statue of Liberty drawn on the paper holding the torch——

"Brother Fu."

Suddenly, he called Fu Yi with an unprecedented gloomy tone.

Fu Yi heard the unusualness in his voice, and hurried over: "What's wrong?"

Chu Xingyun raised a pair of gloomy eyes, and stared at the nothingness at the door of the bedroom, as if he saw Zhou Shiyang's dead soul standing at the door.

"This painting is not of the Statue of Liberty."

"Not Liberty? What is that?"

Fu Yi hurriedly asked.

Chu Xingyun looked in the direction of the bedroom, and the dark undercurrent in his eyes was constantly floating and surging.With firm eyes, he seemed to see Zhou Shiyang's stiff corpse getting up from the ground, and slowly turned around to look at them——

The dead Zhou Shiyang was bleeding all over his head and face, his eyes were ashen as dead wood with a strong breath of death, he dominated his body and said through his mouth: "It is the murderer who raised his weapon and is killing people. "

Fu Yi was stunned for a moment, and following his gaze towards the bedroom where Zhou Shiyang's dead body lay, suddenly, his scalp exploded, and at this moment a gust of wind blew over from nowhere, making his skin crawl.

"You mean, Lu Xia witnessed the murderer committing the crime?"

Fu Yi asked in disbelief.

Chu Xingyun suddenly called the cleaner who was sweeping the floor outside the door, walked to the window of the outer hall, and asked, "Can the guests open this window by themselves?"

"Yes, yes, but only from the inside."

The cleaning went over and lightly pressed the handle of the control slide rail at the bottom of the sliding window, and then lifted it up, and the window opened in response.

After the cleaning demonstrated the opening of the window, he wanted to demonstrate the closing of the window, but was stopped by Chu Xingyun.

Chu Xingyun leaned out and glanced at the terrace connecting the two rooms on the left and right, and asked: "Do you clean the room regularly? I mean, is there a time limit?"

The cleaning said: "Yes, it is usually cleaned twice a day at eight o'clock in the morning and eight o'clock in the evening. If the guests need to clean, we will also clean."

"What about the order of cleaning the rooms? According to the house number from low to high?"

"It's usually like this, just follow it and clean it."

"In other words, you always clean 106 first, and then clean 107?"

"Yes Yes Yes."

Chu Xingyun frowned and pondered for a moment, then asked: "On the day of the incident, September No. 11, when you cleaned Room 11 before No. 107, were the windows of the room open or closed?"

The cleaning was stumped by him: "Oh, I really can't remember, but I always open the windows when I clean the room, and close them when I leave."

At this moment, Fu Yi walked over and asked, "Do you have any ideas?"

Chu Xingyun shook his head and smiled as if feeling emotional: "It's too simple, we have been confused for so long." After a pause: "If Lu Xia wants to sneak into this room, it only needs two working days for cleaning. "

The cleaning aunt who was suddenly named had a look of sincerity and fear.

Chu Xingyun patted the aunt's shoulder reassuringly, and said: "You don't have to be afraid, we will go through your usual workflow."

Mama nodded.

Chu Xingyun opened the door of Room 107 with a bunch of keys, and went straight to the window of the outer hall with Fu Yi. He pressed the slide rail switch on the window to open the window, then got out of the window and said to Fu Yi: "You Wait for me here." After speaking, he stepped on the balcony that only allowed one person to pass, walked to window 106, and knocked on the window.

According to his instructions, the cleaning lady opened the window for ventilation as if she came in to clean the room, and then turned around to get the cleaning tools.

At this moment, Chu Xingyun jumped in from the window briskly. Since he had already taken off his shoes, he didn't make a sound, and then hid behind the floor-to-ceiling curtains on the spot.

About 10 minutes later, the cleaning staff closed the window and entered Room 107.

Then on the second day of the simulation, the aunt came to Room 106 again and opened the window first to ventilate. Chu Xingyun found a moment she didn't notice and escaped from the window, and then squatted on the balcony outside the window of 107 and waited.About ten minutes later, the aunt walked into Room 107, opened the window, Chu Xingyun jumped in from the window, and said to Fu Yi who was standing in front of the window waiting for him: "The secret room."

The cleaning aunt became an accomplice without her knowing it, and her face turned pale from fright.

Chu Xingyun comforted her: "Don't worry, maybe you are not helping the murderer."

Fu Yi hadn't come out of the secret room he had deciphered, and heard him give a contradictory statement, and asked quickly, "Isn't it the murderer?"

Chu Xingyun unfolded the drawing paper on which the 'Statue of Liberty' was drawn, his eyes fell on the torch she held high, and said: "If what Lu Xia saw was really a murderer, then this murderer is right-handed, but I have seen Lu Xia cutting Apple, he's left-handed."

"But the Statue of Liberty holds the torch with the right hand."

Chu Xingyun shook his head, and explained in an orderly manner: "There is a difference in logic. Lu Xia only formed an image in his mind when he saw the murderer's appearance. It is not to paint the Statue of Liberty, to fabricate and modify the image in his mind. Memory, only when the image in his mind is infinitely close to the Statue of Liberty, he will confuse the two, and use the Statue of Liberty instead of the murderer who committed the crime."

Fu Yi frowned: "You mean, he tried every means to infiltrate 107, but he didn't do anything, just witnessed someone murder?" He quickly denied: "No, no, it's too divided."

Chu Xingyun smiled unhurriedly: "Maybe the situation he faces, he is so divided?"

Fu Yi seemed to be convinced by him, took off his glasses and sighed worriedly: "Now all the clues come back to a person who has lost his memory."

Chu Xingyun also finds it ridiculous, but that is the fact. Now that Lu Xia has become a crucial person, if he wants to find out the truth, he needs to dig out his secrets.

A mobile phone rang, and Chu Xingyun listened for a while before realizing that it was his new mobile phone ringing, because the number was not stored enough, so the caller ID was unknown.

As soon as Xiao Shu spoke, he heard it.

"Captain Chu, aren't you with your husband?"

Chu Xingyun paused for a moment, and his heart sank as if he felt something: "No, what happened to him?"

Xiao Shu's anxious voice changed: "The bodyguard went upstairs and knocked on the door just now, but there was no one at home. He may have left Jiuli Jinting through the back door!"

There was a muffled 'buzz' in the head, Chu Xingyun seemed to be hit head-on with a sap, which made him dizzy, and the foot injury he had endured all morning was extremely serious at this time, making him almost unable to stand.

With trembling fingers, he broadcast He Cheng's call, thank God, He Cheng answered.

"Are you done?"

He Cheng asked.

Chu Xingyun stood against the wall as if he had lost all his strength, felt his mouth dry for a moment, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and asked, "Where are you?"

He Cheng didn't speak.

Chu Xingyun paid special attention to listening to the movement on his mobile phone, and suddenly heard the sound of the airport announcement reminding passengers to board the plane from his side.

"I'm going to find the truth."

He Cheng's breath was very calm, and Chu Xingyun seemed to be able to see the calm expression on his face when he said these words.

Chu Xingyun swallowed a few breaths, and tried his best to make a sound like being strangled: "He Cheng, don't mess around, tell me which airport you are at, and I will pick you up now, do you hear me?"

He Cheng was silent, and the silence frightened him.

"I'm fucking asking which airport are you at?!"

Chu Xingyun lost all reason, and shouted hysterically: "I asked you to wait for me at home, what are you doing running out? You dare to take a step and try, I will kill you, do you believe it?!"

He Cheng gave a low laugh as if he was amused by him, but the laughter was very short and disappeared before he could catch it.

"Brother Xingyun."

He Cheng laughed softly and said, "This is my own business, I want to solve it myself, just wait for me, I'll be back soon."

A busy tone suddenly sounded in the mobile phone, Chu Xingyun stared at the black screen of the mobile phone for a while, and suddenly smashed the brand new mobile phone to the floor like a madman.

"He Cheng, I'll fuck your mother!"