My imagination has come true

After confirming the news of Qi Meijuan's death, Mr. Zhao suffered a heart attack. Fortunately, he was rescued in time and is now out of danger, but is still in the hospital for observation.

Even when their inspection department went to take notes for Mr. Zhao, the doctor was reluctant, for fear that if Mr. Zhao couldn't get up in the middle of the process, another life would be added for nothing.

Mrs. Qi's three girlfriends, Jiang Huimin, have been sitting in front of their inspection department, neither eating nor drinking.

Mao Aqin looked quite normal.

She works as a salesperson in Xiongxian Department Store, and went to work as usual today, but, halfway up the stairs, she rolled down abruptly without warning.

She startled several of her colleagues and could only force her to go home and rest.

Wang Xiaoyu was also crying. She and Qi Meijuan were friends who only met five years ago, and they had a very good relationship, but they were not like Jiang Huimin and Mao Aqin, who met each other when they were teenagers and stayed together for life.

"Mrs. Qi has been secretly helping Jiang Huimin's father pay the medical bills. The Jiang family has not been destroyed yet. Most of the credit is due to Mrs. Qi."

Qi Meijuan is generous and righteous, perhaps because of her warm family since she was a child, she has a very sunny personality and can get along well with all kinds of people.

She is the one with the best conditions among all the friends, but all the friends who associate with her are far inferior to her, and getting along with her is like a spring breeze.

"Student Mu, I actually don't quite understand it. In short, I will know after the actual investigation and investigation. Mrs. Qi is very good at getting along with others, and she is by no means a person who is easy to attract resentment."

Inspector Li may not be as experienced and sensitive as some of his predecessors. He intuitively knew why the victim was killed the first time he saw the victim, but he is also an old inspector who has handled many cases. What kind of person He belongs to a high-risk group, and he can see where the danger may come from.

Mu Qingyun was silent.

Li Xunzhang looked solemn: "Before Mrs. Qi was killed, everyone heard it. She was calling for help. It's not like she couldn't speak."

"If it was an acquaintance who wanted to kill her, why didn't she show anything when she called for help? Shouldn't a normal person scold and scold when an acquaintance commits a crime?"

Yeah, why on earth!
Mu Qingyun suddenly wanted to visit Mrs. Qi's house, and wanted to know what kind of person she was.

Inspector Li's attention was still uncontrollably flying towards the master upstairs.

Mu Qingyun laughed: "Then check him."

She paused, "The inspection department asked me to be a consultant, isn't it just to deal with such masters?"

Inspector Li was startled: "Absolutely not!"

He suddenly filled up a lot of things in his mind.

Classmate Mu and that unknown master fought in a decisive battle on the top of the Forbidden City, killing the wind and dust, and the sun and the moon without light.

Inspector Li shivered suddenly.

Mu Qingyun's long eyelashes flickered, but there was a wave of spirit in his heart.

People cannot always be lucky enough to choose the right opponent at the right time.

Staying in the comfort zone and avoiding danger for the rest of her life should be left to those good people who don't have such good conditions as her.

Mu Qingyun pondered for a moment: "Let's go."

She and Li Xunzhang turned around and walked to Zhao's house through the path shaded by plane trees.

Mr. Zhao was in the hospital, and there was a sense of silence inside and outside the small villa.

Mu Qingyun remembered that the place was always brightly lit, and it was very lively during the day and at night.

At this time, the hustle and bustle passed, and when thinking of Qi Meijuan who died in the most familiar environment, the most warm and comfortable home, Mu Qingyun paused.

In the script, Qi Meijuan is probably just a passer-by who doesn’t matter. Regarding her death, the heroine just mentioned it to others, saying that someone around her died strangely and it was not safe to walk at night. Full of coincidences and ironic encounters.

As for how Qi Meijuan died, no one cared.

The Zhao family said that they were Grandma Bai's neighbors, but in fact there was a long distance between the houses. Looking from the gate of Zhao's house to Xiaobailou, one could only see the tall spire of the attic and the glazed lanterns flying above it.

The whole home is full of ingenuity. All kinds of small decorations in the garden are remodeled from old furniture, tables and chairs.

There is a flower shelf at the entrance of the garden, which is actually made of a rusted and broken bicycle frame. Under the winding vines and the blooming chrysanthemums, there are various paintings inlaid in wooden picture frames.

There are many small animals in the painting, such as the cute little squirrel hiding under the tree, the cat chasing the ball of wool, the puppy lying on the mat basking in the sun, etc., the painting is vivid, wearing different clothes, wearing a variety of hat of.

Mu Qingyun soon discovered that Qi Meijuan likes to draw pictures, especially animals, and she is also very good at drawing. There are many paintings on the walls of her room, most of which are animals.

After staring at it for a while, Mu Qingyun turned around and walked to Qi Meijuan's bed, removed the pillow, and gently pushed on the head of the bed, revealing a brown paper bag.

Inspection Li:! !
He hurried over: "Student Mu, you, you—"

"Farewell to you, it's writing."

Mu Qingyun pointed to the paintings hanging on the wall.

Inspection Li: "..."

He didn't bother to ask what was the mystery in the painting, so he quickly opened the bag, and there were many photos inside.

With family, with friends, some were young and old Qi Meijuan.

Mu Qingyun looked at one of the photos and said with a smile: "It's really well taken."

On Qi Meijuan's left is Jiang Huimin, and on the right is Mao Aqin. The three young girls are all standing neatly, wearing the same clothes and the same shoes. Except for their facial features, they look like triplets.

With a bright smile, it can be seen that the relationship is very good.

There was also a notebook and a key in the bag. Li Xunzhao felt like he had found a treasure, and when he opened it, he couldn't help frowning.

The notebook is just an ordinary notepad, in which it is written that you will wear a shirt with ruffled leaves on November [-]th, you will need to pickle sauerkraut in December, etc. She really likes animals, and there is a very cute picture on the back of the sauerkraut. squirrel.

Mu Qingyun looked at the paintings on the wall, and then at the notes, and couldn't help sighing: "Mrs. Qi is really over 50 years old this year?"

She is using pictures to record the information that she wants to write down and always keep in her heart.

It's a pity that she can only talk to living creatures, but the small animals in the painting can't express what she wants to say.

Mu Qingyun can only analyze the meaning that Qi Meijuan's paintings represent, which only she can understand immediately based on the various materials collected so far.

What is recorded in the painting is all the things that she does not want to forget in this life.

The little goldfish wearing a red cloak is Qi Meijuan herself.

The little goldfish in the painting is hiding its treasure on the moon.

As for Qi Meijuan's bedside, there was a crescent and a half moon.

"Qi Meijuan's case." Mu Qingyun said softly, "Brother Li, have you read it?"

Inspector Li nodded, "She is relatively healthy, with a little high blood pressure, but it's not serious."

"What about her parents and family?"

Inspector Li had no choice but to ask someone to ask, but he was dumbfounded when he asked.

Qi Meijuan's father suffered from severe dementia in his later years. In the last few years of his life, he knew no one and could not remember anything.