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On the library card, next to Yi Shu's name, the place where the room number should have been written was thickly painted with a black pen, and it was impossible to see what number was originally written on the library card.

Yi Shu's pen is very heavy, and the name he wrote left a deep mark on the paper. As long as he writes with the same technique as he writes numbers, no matter how thick the paint is, if you observe carefully, you can always find some traces.

Strangely, there is no such trace on the library card.

Seems like Yi Shu never wrote the room number he was in after his name.

Of course, there are other possibilities, but no matter whether he wrote the room number lightly, or someone else wrote the room number for him, the clues are all broken here.

Ning Luan has been following behind Zhou Yan. When Zhou Yan was holding the library card to read, he happened to see the scrawled words on the back of the library card: "Captain Zhou, I have heard this passage before."

Zhou Yan caught the sensitive words in it and asked, "Who did you listen to?"

"Qiao Yuan." Thinking of the expression on Qiao Yuan's face when he said this, and Qin Yan's violent reaction after hearing this, Ning Luan couldn't help being a little scared, and barely maintained his composure, describing the situation to Zhou Yan.

During the listening process, Zhou Yan's gaze was always on the back of the library card in his hand, until Ning Luan finished speaking, he still maintained this movement, and after a while, he asked Ning Luan: "Except for this, what about Qiao Yuan?" What else did he say? Did he do anything that made you feel a little concerned, or felt abnormal?"

Ning Luan vaguely had something to say, but after staying with Zhou Yan and Big Brother Lu for a long time, he was really not sure whether Qiao Yuan's behavior was abnormal: "I...I'll think about it again."

Zhou Yan: "Say."

Ning Luan went all out: "Is it abnormal not to be afraid of death?"

Zhou Yan's face turned dark suddenly: "..."

"Forget it, definitely count." Ning Luan said to himself, "Doctor Yang reminded us that it is best not to make a sound during the mud therapy, but I vaguely heard that Qiao Yuan opened the medicine during the mud therapy. Mouth, said quite a long paragraph."

Ning Luan didn't mention what he said, obviously he didn't remember, so Zhou Yan didn't ask carefully.

Just what Qiao Yuan said during the mud therapy process, and what he said to Dr. Yang before he left, are enough to prove some of Zhou Yan's conjectures.

As for others...

The other investigators were a little far away from them. Zhou Yan glanced down at the coat pocket containing the black box, and handed the library card in his hand to Ning Luan: "Take it."

Ning Luan took the library card with both hands: "Oh."

Zhou Yan added: "Don't be in a hurry to return it to me after reading it."

Is this the meaning of asking him to take it to other investigators?

Why don't you just take it and watch it with them?

Ning Luan took the library card and turned around to leave. He didn't hear Zhou Yan's voice to stop him, so he knew he had guessed right, and his steps became a little lighter.

Beside the bookshelf, Zhou Yan held the book in his left hand, and flipped through the pages with his right hand, looking down ten lines at a glance.

For a moment, apart from Ning Luan and their whispers in the reading room, there was only the rustling sound of Zhou Yan turning the pages of the book.

As for Lu Chenzhao who stayed in the black box, he could only hear the sound of Zhou Yan turning the pages of the book, or in other words, he only wanted to hear the sound of Zhou Yan flipping the pages of the book.

Lu Chenzhao: "Is the book good-looking?"

"Didn't read it carefully." Zhou Yan was just looking for the passage written on the library card in the book, and didn't read carefully what was written in the book, "I plan to borrow this book. If you are interested, come to me at night." Room."

"Zhou Yan..." Lu Chenzhao paused with a smile, "You let me go to your room at night just to let me read?"

"It's not reading, it's memorizing." Of course Zhou Yan understood the ambiguous meaning in Lu Chenzhao's words, "You are not allowed to leave until you finish memorizing."

"Oh, it turns out that you are so greedy and want me to stay in your room for a few days and nights." Lu Chenzhao said with a smile, "That's really...it suits my heart."

Talked as if he could really come to his room for a few days and nights.Zhou Yan didn't expose it: "...just as long as you are happy."

"However, just memorizing this book is too boring, and the difficulty is also small." Lu Chenzhao changed the subject, "I remember you mentioned that there are many books in the study at home, why don't you let me memorize them all? Do you like it? I’m sure I’ll never get tired of the books I’ve read no matter how many times I read them.”

Zhou Yan stopped turning the pages of the book.

There are several large bookshelves as high as the ceiling in his study, and almost every bookshelf is filled with books.The new bookshelf has not arrived yet, and there is no place to put the books Zhou Yan bought recently, so they can only be temporarily piled up in the open space next to the desk.

Not to mention memorizing, just reading those books will take a long time and patience.

Zhou Yan also mentioned this to Lu Chenzhao, it is impossible for Lu Chenzhao not to know.

"I remember." Zhou Yan continued flipping through the books, with his usual expression, "When I move to the recycling yard, I will bring you a few copies."

"Be sure to bring the book you think is the best." Lu Chenzhao said meaningfully, "It's rare to live with a boyfriend. I'm afraid I can't read anything except your favorite, and I don't have time to read it."

Zhou Yan pinched the pages of the book with his fingers, leaving shallow marks on the paper.

For Lu Chenzhao, it seems that there are too many rare things.

"Stop reading." The book in Zhou Yan's hand finally turned another page, "Go and look in the mirror."

"What do you mean?" Lu Chenzhao pretended not to understand, "Zhou Yan, can you speak more directly."

Zhou Yan: "How else do you want to be direct?"

Lu Chenzhao: "There are quite a lot, but we will have plenty of time in the future, and I am not in a hurry to listen on this occasion."

The two of them chatted alternately, and it didn't take long for Zhou Yan to finish flipping through the book in his hand.

Zhou Yan: "This book does not contain the passage written on the back of the library card."

"There are only three cases left. This passage is either from other books in the reading room, or the person who wrote it read it elsewhere. It is also possible..." Lu Chenzhao smiled, "He made it up .”

"The person who left those words on the library card may be someone who came to the nursing home with Yi Shu." Of all the people present, only Lu Chenzhao had never seen the library card in the book, and Zhou Yan With his fingertips sticking to the lid of the black box, he described the characteristics of the library card very carefully, "After a long time, the writing on the library card will fade, and now there are a total of four people on the library card. For the name, only the word Yi Shu has the closest color to that passage."

Most likely, the fonts of the two writings are not very similar, otherwise, Zhou Yan should suspect that Yi Shu wrote that paragraph.Thinking of a certain situation, Lu Chenzhao asked, "The two writings are very different?"

"Well, Yi Shu's words are very neat, and that paragraph is very sloppy." As if Lu Chenzhao was standing beside him talking to him, Zhou Yan nodded and continued, "Handwriting can reflect Show a little bit of human character, just look at this, it doesn't seem like it was written by the same person, and it doesn't seem like Yi Shu did it on purpose."

After that, there was a short silence.

"Does it look good?" Lu Chenzhao opened his mouth again, "Is that scribbled, nagging word good?"

Zhou Yan's evaluation is quite pertinent: "It's not good-looking, like a dog crawling."

Compared with the handwriting, Zhou Yan actually cared more about how Qiao Yuan knew this passage, and what kind of mentality he was holding, and said it before Qin Yan entered the mud therapy room.

There are too many possibilities, no matter which one, Zhou Yan doesn't want to mention it in front of Lu Chenzhao.

Unexpectedly, Lu Chenzhao took the initiative to mention it.

"I'm quite curious about how Qiao Yuan knew this passage, and I also think it's interesting for him to say it on that occasion..." Lu Chenzhao spoke with a smile, and his tone was brisk, as if what he described was really something he said. I found it very interesting, "Captain, find a chance to ask him."

"Interesting..." Zhou Yan repeated, obviously annoyed by Lu Chenzhao, "You'd better really find this interesting."

"Actually, it depends on what to compare with..." Lu Chenzhao was still smiling, "If you are the object of comparison, all people and things will become very boring."

Throughout the afternoon, neither Zhou Yan nor Lu Chenzhao found a chance to ask Qiao Yuan.No matter how they knocked on the door of 303 convalescent room, there was no movement inside, as if no one was there, even 305 where Long Zexu lived and 309 where Qin Yan lived.

When they went to eat at the restaurant dedicated to convalescents at six o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Yan and Lu Chenzhao only saw Long Zexu and Qin Yan in the restaurant, but did not see Qiao Yuan.

Watching Zhou Yan and Lu Chenzhao approaching from a distance, Long Zexu, who was eating with his face buried, did not dare to eat, moved his buttocks, dragged his body which became more bulky, and shrank towards the corner: "You... what are you doing here? ?”

Qin Yan sat in a daze opposite Long Zexu, and didn't notice Zhou Yan and Lu Chenzhao until they were almost at the table. He turned around and hid against the wall. Porcelain plate with food scraps.

Obviously, the bodies of both of them have changed even more.

The tables and the floor around the dining table were full of dirty dinner plates. Zhou Yan didn't want to get too close to them, so he stood in the open space and asked them from a distance of one table: "Where is Qiao Yuan?"

"He...he felt tired and went back to his room early to sleep, so he should still be in bed now." Long Zexu's eyes dodged, and he spoke hesitantly, even if it was the truth, he told it to be a lie.

Zhou Yan: "Through the window, you can see the situation in the 303 convalescent room. There is no one on the bed."

"I don't know..." Long Zexu lowered his head and took a mouthful of food, his words became more and more vague, "Anyway, that's what he told us, if you don't believe me, ask Qin Yan."

Lu Chenzhao became interested: "Ask Qin Yan, that's fine. What we want to ask Qiao Yuan is not a big deal, maybe he knows it too."

"What...what's the matter?" Qin Yan twisted his neck and turned his head, with half of his body pressed against the wall. Only in this way can he feel safe enough to dare to talk to Zhou Yan and the others, "I don't know him very well. .”

Lu Chenzhao said as if chatting: "It's a bit of a coincidence that my captain found a library card in the book that Yi Shu borrowed. What's more, the passage on the back of the library card is the same as what Qiao Yuan gave this afternoon. You said it word for word."

The expression on Qin Yan's face changed.

"Guess, he said that to you before you received the mud therapy, it was on purpose..." Lu Chenzhao paused on purpose, "It was on purpose."

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Sorry for being late, I wanted to write this chapter a little longer, but TAT

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