After the waiter got Yun Yeyao's mobile phone, he did not send it to him immediately. Instead, he found a corner where no one was present and began to find a way to unlock the password of the mobile phone.

The waiter looked very experienced and probably often did such things. His fingers were moving quickly on the phone, but after trying many times, his phone password was still incorrect.

So he took out his cell phone and looked at it, muttering, "What's going on? Isn't it a number related to him?"

Just when the waiter was confused, a text message appeared on Yun Yeyao's mobile phone. The content of the text message was very simple and was directly displayed on the lock screen: "Xiaoyao, I'm here, where are you?" The signature on the text message was Xiao Meng.

"My God, is that detective Mr. is here too? Is he at the airport too?" The waiter was obviously scared and sweated. He heard his tone and seemed to know that Xiao Meng was Xie Yunmeng, and he was very afraid of Xie Yunmeng's arrival.

He quickly put away his phone and ran towards Yun Yeyao, not daring to stay for a second.

Yun Yeyao was squatting behind another slightly larger pickup truck. The pickup truck was fully enclosed, and the rear compartment was larger than the one in front. Yun Yeyao was fiddling with the things in the compartment.

He found some messy hair, very short, but both ends were obviously cut, and the lengths of these hairs were about the same, which means that they did not fall off their heads naturally, but were deliberately cut off and left in the carriage.

Things like hair are difficult to clean. No matter how careful you handle them, they will always leave a little left. Yun Yeyao carefully packed all the hair he found in a handkerchief and stuffed it into his pocket.

The door of the pickup truck in front of me was open and did not close deliberately. There were only two possibilities. First, the person who opened the car door and took things with them did not need to deliberately hide anything. This can initially prove that he had nothing to do with the murder. Second, the murderer deliberately opened the car to ask the detective to discover these hairs. Perhaps the DNA displayed by the hair would lead their investigation astray.

But now these are only limited to speculation, and it takes a specific investigation to get the answer. Yun Yeyao took a look in the carriage again and found that there was nothing suspicious, so he was about to check the next vacant pickup truck.

But as soon as the steps were around the decorative wall, the aunt stopped suddenly. His pupils dilated instantly, and the wrinkles around his eyes were squeezed together due to fear. The muscles around his chin and lips expanded uncontrollably. After a second, the screams resounded throughout the room.

"ah--!!!"

Then the aunt retreated, tripped by the vacuum cleaner tube, fell to the ground, then shivered like a sieve, and rolled and crawled downstairs.

While running, he kept shouting: "Murdered! The old man was killed!!"

The sound came out of the window and the people walking near the villa stopped and looked inside curiously. After hearing the aunt's shouts clearly, the person who responded quickly reached out to his cell phone and was about to confirm the situation and called the police immediately.

The aunt rushed to the outdoors like crazy. The door of the villa was clattered and clanged by her. She didn't care about so much and kept asking for help from the people standing outside the door. After someone called the police, she sat tremblingly on a stone pier far from the villa, waiting for the police to arrive.

In the few minutes after the police arrived, many kind passers-by spontaneously were by her side to comfort her emotions. Many people kept asking about the situation in the villa and wanted to go in and take a look, but they didn't have the courage to enter.

It was already lunch time, and the streets were messed up because of this incident, and the traffic police also came. More and more people stopped and watched. It was not until the police car roared and everyone dispersed.

According to the instructions of passers-by, a young police officer who got out of the police car walked to the housekeeper and asked her: "Are you the first witness at the scene?"

"Yes, yes..." the aunt replied stammeringly.

The young police officer continued to ask, "What's your name?"

"Lu Jinyan."

"So are you the owner of this house?"

"No, I am a domestic worker working here. The master was killed on the second floor!"

Lu Jinyan almost yelled in the next half of the sentence. She was really scared and her emotions were still unable to stabilize. As the roared, her head also raised.

It was only then that she could see clearly that the young police officer had a handsome face, starry eyes and sword eyebrows, slightly bronzed skin, beautiful lips and slightly curved corners of his mouth, which gave people a feeling of intimacy and was not scary at all.

"No, someone called 120 just now. Did I ask if there were ambulances and doctors coming?"

"Yes, the doctor has arrived a long time ago, and they are waiting for the police's order."

"Let the doctor check the witnesses' physical condition. If it's not good, go to the hospital first. You and a few people go there. If you don't feel uncomfortable, stay here and stand by."

"good."

"Also, the forensic doctor on the scene will come and ask them to come up immediately."

"no problem."

After the dialogue, the young police officer called Officer Xie stepped onto the second floor of the old screenwriter. In order to save more effort, let's call him Xiao Xie.

At this time, the victim's blood had flowed to the front of the decorative wall. Xiao Xie did not pay attention to the things on the long table, but walked backwards around the blood. He wanted to take a look at the condition of the body first.

The body was lying in the middle of the broken wine barrel, covered in blood and foreign wine. The fishy smell of blood mixed with the smell of wine rushed straight into the nose. Xiao Xie couldn't help but cover his nose. Since he entered the police station to handle the case, there have been few such major murders, so Xiao Xie was also a little nervous when he was responsible for the investigation of this case.

Cold sweat slid down his forehead. Xiao Xie put on gloves, squatted down, turned the head of the body to one side, and checked the injuries on the back of his head.

The wound is made by blunt-like strikes. The person who attacks is very powerful. Not only the flesh, but also the bones are damaged to a certain extent. Xiao Xie once learned some forensic knowledge and can also act as a half forensic doctor. He gently stroked the wound with his fingers, and the broken bones were very obvious.

The wound range is not small, and it is estimated that this will make the victim lose the ability to resist. The victim was at least 60 years old, and was shocked when he died of his expression. This may indicate that he saw the true face of the murderer before he died, and that was a very familiar person, so he was so surprised.

But there is something strange that the victim's expression was shocked, but his eyes were closed. Generally, in this case, the victim often dies with his eyes open. Xiao Xie looked carefully and although it was covered by blood, it was obvious that the victim's closed eyes and the expression displayed were inconsistent.

The absence of corresponding folds around his eyes means that he did not close his eyes hard, but there were folds expressing tension and shock at the edge of his temple, above his cheeks and between his eyebrows. The victim's mouth was opened, as if he was about to say something before his death. Xiao Xie judged that his eyes should have been closed afterwards.

"Uh...sorry..." Xie Yunmeng apologized in a low voice.

Yun Yeyao jumped up suddenly, his voice also increased by octave: "What? You really went wrong? Xiao Meng, it's all my fault that I didn't explain it to you in advance, it's bad now."

"What's bad or not? I didn't meet anyone there. You told me that uncle got up very early, so I took the early flight and arrived at the villa area before nine o'clock in the morning. However, I knocked on the door for a long time, but no one came out to answer. In the end, I had to go back to the airport to find you."

"Then you encountered a police car outside the airport, right?" Yun Yeyao asked.

"Yes! That's that simple, but why did you say it's bad?"

"I thought you met the owner of the villa in Beimen? He was a stubborn and old man. I only saw him a few times, and I don't know what he did. I never talked to strangers much. But I remember when he saw my father before, he would nod and signal, as if they knew him."

"What does this have to do with us?" Xie Yunmeng's brain continued to wonder. Yun Yeyao's words seemed to make him confused more than a murder case.

Yun Yeyao continued: "I'm not saying that it's a big deal, I'm saying that this old man is weird. If you mistake him for what my father said and said something that shouldn't have said, then we will know the entire villa area? It will be even more difficult to ask my father to admit us again."

"Am I that stupid?" Xie Yunmeng said in a hilarious and silence: "You underestimate me too much. Besides, your father is a well-known screenwriter in the industry. Even if I haven't seen his face on TV, it should be somewhat similar to you. If I go through the wrong door, I won't admit it wrong."

"Are you so confident?" Yun Yeyao asked: "I was worried about this incident this morning for several nights, but I was afraid that you would be in trouble or have a stubborn temper and quarrel with my father?"

"...I really lost to you! I said, sir, can we talk about the murder case now? What do you think?" Xie Yunmeng leaned into Yun Yeyao's ear and said in a pissy voice.

Yun Yeyao's ears suddenly turned red, and he pushed him away and cursed: "Shameless!" His eyes wandered, and he was relieved to confirm that no one saw their actions. The actor calmed down and took out a handkerchief wrapped in his hair from his pocket, and told Xie Yunmeng his analysis.

"Police Xie, please ask me if you have anything. I am Dr. Mo's assistant." Yan Muheng moved to Xiao Xie for some time and said with a smile.

However, his words were slapped in the face by Mo Hai, "He is not my assistant, we don't know him. Officer Xie, it is still difficult to judge the condition of the body at present, and there are some other clues in this room. I need to investigate it carefully. Can you take him to the first floor first and let me stay alone for a while."

"This is OK, Xiaoheng, let's go." Xiao Xie stood up and greeted Yan Muheng. Mo Haiyou's experience was much richer than theirs. Xiao Xie thought maybe he really needed to think quietly.

But Yan Muheng didn't seem to want to leave. He squatted there and motionlessly looked at Mo Haiyou. Xiao Xie actually felt like a loyal dog in the family was looking at the owner. He pulled Yan Muheng and reminded the two of them to go to the first floor to investigate. Yan Muheng had no choice but to accept such an arrangement.

Yan Muheng's back left was as loneliness as the past. Mo Haiyou felt instantly that he had done something excessive, and his eyes became soft when no one saw it. In the corner of his heart, Mo Haiyou still cared about Yan Muheng.

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The man took a last look at the second floor and confirmed if there were any missing places. In a short time, the investigator would start a comprehensive search here. It was impossible to say that it was impossible to be worried. No matter how carefully the confirmation was made, it would be impossible to guarantee 100% of the guarantee, and there was no omission at all.

But now everything is on the verge of the string, and the man can only pray that the investigator can be a little careless and ignore the key clues. This man does not commit crimes often. He controls his mood and slowly walks downstairs.

There is a clear difference between the first and second floors. It is divided into several parts. Turn left downstairs to see a restaurant. The restaurant is not big, rectangular, and crosses the restaurant a few steps. It is a studio with glass walls on all sides. It is said to be a studio, but in fact it is because there are small signs with these three characters on the door.

After entering, it was more like a study room, with nothing but tables, chairs and bookcases in the room. The man looked around in the restaurant and studio, and did not touch anything inside, so he walked out of the door.

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"Thank you, what are we going to do now?"

After a brief inspection of the first floor, Yan Muheng looked at the sky, and was still thinking about Mo Haiyou upstairs and wanted to go upstairs to help. He knew that Mo Haiyou had driven him down on purpose, and before the forensic doctor arrived, he had actually seen something and had always wanted to communicate with Mo Haiyou.

"!You... care about me?" Yan Muheng couldn't help but widen his eyes, and a hint of surprise appeared in his pupils.

Mo Haiyou avoided his eyes and said, "You have just started working, and the clues you found should be useful for solving the case. I think you can forgive this time, but you must not be next time."

"Yes! There will definitely be no next time!" Yan Muheng quickly promised, and a trace of surprise instantly turned into joy on his face.

The forensic doctor did not look at his expression and signaled him to continue speaking.

At this moment, Xiao Xie, who was downstairs, felt a little sad when he heard the conversation between the two. It seemed that the auxiliary police officer was not simple. He must have grasped something and told the police. So Xiao Xie decided to continue listening and not go upstairs for the time being.

Yan Muheng said: "I think these white debris are like paper confetti, but even if the paper is rolled tightly, it is impossible to penetrate the human body unless something is wrapped inside. So I wondered if the murderer would fold the paper into a knife, then stuff it into a hard object to use it as a weapon. The paper is just burned, and those hard objects, perhaps something in the house, will be put back to its original place afterwards, and will not be able to see the flaws?"

"According to what you said, you suspect that the murderer is an acquaintance of the victim, and perhaps the person who lives in this family." Mo Haiyou said.

"Yes, that's it. The murderer is familiar with the victim's habits and the location of the things in the house. I think even if he is not a person living here, he must have the opportunity to come and play often." Yan Muheng said: "He may have been learning handmade with the victim to gain trust, and then looking for opportunities to kill people."

‘Have you been learning handmade with the old screenwriter to gain trust?’ Xiao Xie downstairs muttered softly, his expression seemed to have become more focused, as if he had thought of a suitable suspect.

Mo Hai walked right to the front of the pen holder, and he pulled down the plastic gloves stained with blood, then took out the paper pencils from the pen holder one by one with his hands wearing clean gloves, and held them in the palm of his hand. Suddenly, his clear eyes flashed slightly, and he handed one of the paper rolls to Yan Muheng and said, "Tear it apart."

The current situation has become two police officers Xie, and they are investigating two murders that happened in a city at the same time. Perhaps so many coincidences should not have occurred in the murders, but sometimes ‘appearance coincidences cannot be called real coincidences’. This sentence may sound like a tongue twister.

Sometimes, the impact of old unsolved cases and each party's persistence in the past secrets will move their direction towards the same point. The "coincidence" formed in this way cannot be called coincidence at all, but an inevitable. I will not explain the specific details here. If you are interested, I will use the free chapter to analyze the meaning of so-called coincidences and inevitable after the end of this work.

Long-form reasoning can easily cause a problem, that is, long-form reasoning is both boring and annoying. It is not as refreshing as seeing the ending in one go, which will consume readers' patience and interest in reading a lot. So I will try to write a collection of novellas like "Yun Yeyao Reasoning" in the future.

There are also two male protagonists and emotional issues, which belong to the author’s personal hobby. I hope readers can understand it. Thank you.

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I will start with various coincidences that are completely out of the norm, and then crack the coincidences bit by bit to make them inevitable. First of all, we must follow Yun Yeyao's pace and list all coincidences in front of everyone.

What Xie Yunmeng didn't expect was that Yun Yeyao turned back in less than twenty minutes after leaving, and his expression was even more anxious than before. He immediately thought about whether something happened to Mrs. Yun.

"Xiaoyao, why are you back?"

"Mom is gone, and I can't call her even if I call her. The staff said that my mother's car left the airport half an hour ago." Yun Yeyao rushed to Xie Yunmeng and grabbed his hand, his face turned pale with anxiety.

While trying hard to comfort him, Xie Yunmeng was wondering in his heart that the development of the matter was indeed a bit unexpected. How could these people get involved with Yun Yeyao's family? Could it be that Yun Yeyao's father was involved in any incident?

Before this idea was confirmed, Xie Yunmeng would not say it even if he beat him to death. He asked: "Xiaoyao, don't worry, maybe my aunt is driving, so it's not convenient for her to answer the phone?"

"If the person who notified the real policeman to come to find me was indeed the murderer, then he would definitely ambush the policeman halfway and kill people to silence him. I just hope that it is still time for you to send someone now."
To be continued...