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"How do you know my wife's nickname?"

The man who kept his head down suddenly raised it and looked at me with that strange gaze. I smiled and said, "Take care of your own wife and don't make your mother look down on you."

"You saw my mother?" When he looked at me, his eyes were very straight, almost motionless.

"When she was alive, you could see her every day. What were you doing at that time?" I smelled the alcohol in his mouth. At this moment, I don't care what difficulties you have, in my eyes, you're just a useless trash.

Even though there were dozens of them, my presence was clearly above them. I walked over, picked up the cup the old man had just given me, and placed the thermos on the table. It was empty, completely a decoration, just like when a person cries after death.

I slammed the water bottle on the table to the ground, and with a crash, the water bottle shattered, and I heard a cry of alarm. In their eyes, I was a total psychopath, and that was good, at least no one dared to provoke me. I went over, filled my cup with water, and respectfully placed it in front of the old man.

It was the last thing I could do for her.

Don't think I'm grumpy, or even crazy, that's what I wanted to do at that moment, whatever I liked, whatever it was.

When I had finished, I turned and opened the curtain to return to my bed. As I walked over, the people looked at me in horror.

The sky was about to brighten, and soon, the old man would be transported away by the hospital. I also had to leave this place, and it would be best if I could never come back here again.

I heard a cry. It was the man, and through the gap in the curtain I saw him kneeling by the old man's bed, his hand gripping the old man's shriveled hand. I heard a hint of guilt in his cry.

"Mother, I was unfilial, I was unfilial."

At that moment, I don't know why, my tears actually flowed down the corners of my eyes.

Then, the two of us went out to get a police car and rushed to Wind And Thunder Building. Just like this, we waited until dawn broke. Gao Ming came early, and I was in quite a good mental state.

This time, Sun Cheng was found dead in the coffin, and for a moment, his Wind And Thunder Building became the focus of the news, "That piece of trash, Sun Cheng, couldn't even complete a few things properly, and now he has even put himself in the coffin."

"What do we do now? These reporters have been blocking the way outside every day, which has had a huge impact on the building's reputation. "

"Call all the bosses in all of the newspapers. Tell them that this matter absolutely cannot be reported on, that Sun Cheng is already dead, and that since he is so careless, we might as well let him take all the blame."

"Got it."

When Gao Ming and I went over, the reporters immediately surrounded us. Maybe it was because of the police car, but they felt like the door couldn't be opened. This was the first time I saw such a big scene.

We came out from inside, and then saw a few Mike s that were handed over to me, "Can you leak out the details of the case? Are those dead girls turning into evil spirits to come back for revenge? "

"The police will report this matter. Please move aside."

Brilliant and cautious, I simply lowered my head and walked inside. At that moment, I felt someone pulling me from behind, and I really had the feeling that my clothes were about to be pulled apart.

I did my best to hold back my emotions. I definitely couldn't be a tiger at this moment. If those cameras were pointed at you, you might just end up broadcasting live and completely lose face.

Finally, we pushed our way through those people and entered the Wind And Thunder Building. As the door closed forcefully, we felt like the entire world had quietened down and the number of security guards at the Wind And Thunder Building gate had increased by several times. When we entered, they looked at us with that strange gaze.

These two days, the criminal investigation team had been here investigating Sun Cheng's case, including the case where Lan Xin fell into the pond and died a year ago.

Therefore, these security guards were very clear and also very polite. In this way, we quickly took the elevator up to the eighteenth floor.

"An Xia."

Almost at the same instant that the elevator opened, I saw a shadow float past. It was a sudden movement, but I could still see it.

It's actually An Xia. When I rushed over and saw her back, I immediately recognized her. She was still wearing the same clothes.

"Xia Mo."

An Xia ran over when she saw me. I saw tears in her eyes, "What happened to you?"

"Nothing."

She wiped her face with her hands. I am still a little worried, there have already been a few young girls in this place who had gotten into trouble consecutively, An Xia is also the type of girl who is especially pure.

"Let's go back to the dorm first."

I anxiously looked for the account book from under Su Lin's bed. Although Sun Cheng is dead, the case is not finished, the police need to follow the contents of the account book to make the final judgement, Gao Ming gave me a record, I told them everything I knew, including Sun Cheng's scheme to embezzle Zhang Yue, as well as the fact that he was afraid of being exposed and causing Lan Xin's death.

Su Lin's death might very well be related to Sun Cheng, but there's no direct evidence.

Pushing open the door of the dormitory, I ran straight towards the bed, and then ducked down. Lan Xin had said before, that she hid the account book under this bed, but that was a year ago. No one was clear what had happened in that year. If Su Lin had discovered the account book below, would she change her original location?

I didn't have any confidence in this matter. I crawled under the bed and shone the flashlight upwards. Little by little, I managed to catch a glimpse of a piece of paper lying on the floor.

I crawled forward a few times, and when the light from my flashlight fell on it, it was actually a painting. I was surprised to find that it was exactly the same as the three pictures I had seen before.

The only difference was that this time, the woman standing in front of the mirror turned around. On the drawing, I actually saw Su Lin.

I have never been able to figure out who the woman in Su Lin's painting was, who was standing in front of the mirror, until I found the fourth painting.

These drawings were not painted by Su Lin at all.

A person, no matter how good their painting skills were, would never be able to capture their expression. Just like a photographer, one could only capture the perfect moment of others with the camera in their hand.

Then who drew this painting? The woman with long hair is the dead Lan Xin, and what does the Su Lin in the fourth painting mean? I lied down inside, feeling my body turn cold, the secrets of the Wind And Thunder Building are not as simple as it is seen by us, it's just that no one has the guts to dig deeper.

"Xia Mo, did you find it?"

I heard the brilliant voice and quickly put away the painting. Then I continued searching until I found the account book in the innermost corner.

"Here."

The ledger was tucked into a gap under the bed, and I pulled it out and stepped back quickly.