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Hearing this voice, Xiao Wen was so excited that he stopped talking, turned around and ran into the room, shouting as he ran, "Grandpa, I'll pour you some water right away."

Shen Rui and Li Bingbing looked at each other. Li Bingbing had never been here before, and he didn't know that there was an old man lying in the bed because he fell down and couldn't move. Security?"

"When you came here, you probably drank a bottle of six walnuts, right?" Shen Rui patted him on the shoulder.

Li Bingbing didn't realize what he meant at once, and was stunned for a moment, then suddenly thought that he was praising himself for being smart, so he was immediately happy, grinned, and wanted to say something boastful, but Shen Rui stopped him.

"Shut up, a smart brain needs to be paired with a silent mouth to be called an elite."

After the words fell, Shen Rui and Zhou Yuan went into the room.

I came to see it a few days ago, and the old man was still lying on the bed, unable to move or speak, how could he speak so quickly now?Full of curiosity, Shen Rui followed Zhou Yuan into the room.

The room was still dim and dark, but with the experience of last time, when they entered, they were not so afraid of the black and white photo hanging in front of the gate.But Li Bingbing was different. At first glance, he saw the black and white face staring at him, and his scalp almost exploded in fright. Seeing that Shen Rui and the others turned a blind eye, he had no choice but to suppress the "scare".

Trembling in my heart, I cursed secretly, "Unlucky."

Entering the room, I saw Xiaowen standing beside the bed holding a cup with a straw, while the old man was half lying on the pillow, slowly drinking water with a straw.

It was not polite for them to enter the room rashly, Shen Rui and the three of them stood tightly beside each other and waited for the old man to finish drinking the water.But Li Bingbing looked at the old man, then turned his head to look at the black and white portrait hanging, and finally confirmed that it was a person.

In many places, when the elderly reach a certain age, they will go to the photo studio to take a "posthumous photo" of themselves in advance, just in case they disappear quietly that day, which can be used as a posthumous portrait on the tombstone According to.

This old man looks so weak like a person with a short lifespan. Li Bingbing can't figure it out. At such an old age, why doesn't he tell his old man to go back to his hometown to provide for the elderly, and still work as a security guard in this orphanage?

And, in this way, can it be kept safe?

When he was thinking about things in his mind, the old man had almost drunk the water. He nodded towards Xiao Wen, and the child immediately put the glass away in a sensible way, glanced at Zhou Yuan and the others timidly, and took the water he just got. The candy stretched out in front of the old man, and asked expectantly, "Grandpa, do you want some candy?"

The old man glanced at Candy, shook his head lightly, looked at Zhou Yuan and the others, and said, "You guys, what's the matter?"

"We came here to ask Dean Yang about some things on a routine basis. Sir, are you feeling better?" Shen Rui glanced at Zhou Yuan and saw that Zhou Yuan was not surprised, so he said, "The last time I saw you, you still moved your whole body. No, Xiaowen also said that you are a mute, now you can sit up and speak, and you look pretty good."

There is something in Shen Rui's words, the old man may not be able to recover half of his injuries in a hundred days, he seems to have rejuvenated in just a few days, it is possible that he pretended to be sick and dumb last time, but why did he pretend to be dumb? On this issue, Shen Rui Rui couldn't figure it out either.

The old man coughed and said slowly: "Last time I fell down and had a fever for a whole day. I had no strength from the fever, and my skeleton seemed to be loose. My throat was hoarse and I couldn't speak for a few days. I have been taking medicine for a few days. , so the body is much better. Xiaowen is young, and he usually likes to talk nonsense like this. He thinks it is so funny. Don’t blame me. Let me talk about him later. But, little brother, what are you doing up to the third floor? thing?"

Hearing Grandpa's words, Xiaowen hung his head and dared not speak.

"We saw..." Li Bingbing was a little blunt, and he immediately responded when someone asked him.

Fortunately, Zhou Yuan reached out to grab him, interrupted him, and replied following the old man's question: "Master, we are the police, and we came here to ask, did you hear any movement in the back mountain yesterday?"

"The time is probably from five o'clock in the afternoon to twelve o'clock in the night."

When the old man heard Zhou Yuan say it was a policeman, he didn't show much surprise.He shook his head without thinking, and said, "I'm old, and my ears are not very good. Besides, I've basically been lying on the bed and sleeping, and I haven't heard anything."

As if he had expected to hear this answer, Zhou Yuan was not surprised. He turned to look at Xiaowen, and asked softly, "What about you, Xiaowen, did you hear or see any strangers from the window yesterday?"

Xiaowen glanced at his grandfather, shook his head: "I didn't hear anything."

After staying here for a while, I still couldn't ask anything.The old man said he was sleepy, so Zhou Yuan and the others had no choice but to go out first.But they didn't leave either. They walked a few steps forward until they reached the window where they could see the back mountain, and they could see the wordless tombstone going to the back mountain.But as to whether he could see the place where Rong Hui hanged himself, he felt that it was very difficult to see with the naked eye.

However, Zhou Yuan took a few photos of the position where Zhou Yu was standing before with his mobile phone, and took a few photos of the approximate location where Rong Hui hanged himself, before he was about to leave. When they left, Xiaowen followed them to go down. .

Zhou Yuan approached him again and asked, "Xiaowen, is someone looking at you from the window?"

Xiaowen didn't react for a while, and stared at him blankly.

"Where is the window on your wall?" Zhou Yuan continued to ask, trying to suppress his voice so that only a few of them could hear, "Who is peeking at you again?"

His words were like nails, which dug into Xiaowen's heart without warning.Although the kid is young, it's not that he doesn't really understand everything. Growing up in an orphanage, even if he is innocent, there is a limit.

Xiaowen, who seemed to have seen through his mind, could still speak well because of a candy, changed his face for a while, looked at Zhou Yuan with some vigilance, backed away again and again, and muttered: "I just drew it casually, I think Draw whatever you want, hum!"

Speaking of which, the little kid quickly ran towards the direction of the room.

Shen Rui and Li Bingbing glanced at him. They both had doubts, but they also knew that the orphanage is not a good place to talk about these things. Before they went downstairs, they took pictures of the pictures on the wall. When it was time, Li Bingbing took another picture of the room on the second floor.

As soon as they finished this, Yang Mei, who had just finished calling, came up in a hurry.

"Comrade policeman..." Yang Mei's expression turned ugly, as if she just heard something bad on the phone.She frowned, and her lips trembled a little. Looking at Zhou Yuan and the others, she took a deep breath and asked, "Comrade police, you haven't told me yet, who exactly had an accident on the back mountain?"

Normal people would not ask who had an accident in the back mountain. After all, if they were not familiar with people, they would not intend to know the bad news.But Yang Mei's tone obviously already knew, and her question was just to confirm the news from Zhou Yuan and the others.

Li Bingbing replied to him, "The Taoist priest of the Great Emperor Temple in Fengdu, Taoist priest Ronghui."

When she heard the answer, Yang Mei's legs softened.The orphanage and the Fengdu Great Emperor Temple have always been in contact because of the adoption of children.After being adopted, there are occasional home visits, so Yang Mei and Rong Hui can be regarded as good friends.

Now hearing that the person who had an accident on the back mountain last night was Rong Hui, Yang Mei felt nervous and didn't speak for a long time.

Seeing Yang Mei's appearance, Zhou Yuan and the others knew that Yang Mei really didn't know what happened last night.

"Did you hang yourself? The Taoist priest of the Great Emperor Temple in Fengdu called me and said that he was found hanging from a tree trunk. Comrade policeman, is that really the case?" Yang Mei looked at Zhou Yuan and the others and asked.

Zhou Yuan nodded, "It was indeed in a state of being hanged when it was discovered, but the police still need to conduct further autopsy and investigation to verify the specific circumstances."

Yang Mei nodded and said nothing more.

Zhou Yuan and the others asked some more questions, but there was no substantial breakthrough, and Yang Mei was not in the mood, so they left first.

After leaving the orphanage, Li Bingbing, who had been holding back for a long time without speaking freely, said, "Is Dean Yang too tight about Rong Hui's death? They are the relationship between the orphanage and the adoption agency, and they have cooperated for a long time." It might be a friend, but I still feel that Dean Yang's reaction is too much, as if her husband died."

Li Bingbing speaks freely, but his words are not harsh.

Shen Rui and the others also think that Yang Mei is too much, but he also thinks that their men and women may have different emotional "touch cells", and girls may be more emotional, so there are many faces on the Internet that they have never met. , the eyes were red from crying because of a stranger feeling pitiful.

His mother can cry with real emotion when watching a TV series, and he thinks everything is possible.Right now, what he cares more about for the time being is Zhou Yuan's conversation with that brat upstairs. He doesn't understand what Zhou Yuan said.

"A Yuan, you told that child that someone was staring at him from the window, is it true that someone was staring at him?" Shen Rui asked.

Zhou Yuan nodded, and told them about the psychological analysis of the painters and painters. He said: "The third floor is rarely used by people, so it is almost the exclusive playground for that security guard and that brat. And he The picture repeated here is an eye looking in through the window, and children will only repeat the things that they think have a profound impact."

"Could it be that old man watching him from the window?" Li Bingbing said.

Zhou Yuan shook his head, "No, this child is full of joy for the old man. But the eyes on that painting are blood red, and the child uses red color. The brighter the color, the more fearful the more fear. In the window The protruding eye should be evil to him, and he thinks it is bad."

"It's not the old man, it's Dean Yang?" Li Bingbing said.

Zhou Yuan shook his head again, "No, when Yang Mei called him, although he was a little timid, it wasn't the kind of fear. He treated Yang Mei with the kind of heart that a child fears the teacher."

Both questions and answers were wrong, Li Bingbing scratched his head and asked doubtfully, "Who is that?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Shen Rui gave Li Bingbing a kick and said, "Do you know who needs to say it here? But this is this little kid's business. Let's put it aside first, or go back to Come on Ronghui's case."

Li Bingbing laughed, and the group got into the car and drove to the Binhai Municipal Bureau.

The mobile phone message sounded, he glanced at it, and said to Shen Rui and the others: "Hey, I asked Xiao Maomao to find out the photos near the scene of Mo Aoyang's murder, and now he has sent the photos, you can take a look. "