My imagination has come true

Mu Qingyun suddenly felt a little disappointed.

It is said that Qi Meijuan is optimistic, cheerful and carefree, but who knew that she still has such fears!

She must be terrified, and at the slightest sign of trouble, she is suspecting that she may also suffer from such a terrible disease as Alzheimer's.

Her deep fear is hidden in the lively, lovely and interesting paintings all over the wall.

"No wonder."

No wonder she felt a little lonely and uncomfortable every time she saw that grandma Qi before.

Mu Qingyun exhaled, "Take out the notes that Mrs. Qi showed me, and take a look again."

On the day of Qi Meijuan's accident, the notebook was still in Mu Qingyun's hands, and it was naturally given to Li Xunzhang later.

Inspector Li and others have studied it countless times, and copied it down for the inspectors of the inspection department to read carefully.

Notes written by the victim himself are the most likely evidence to reveal clues to the murderer.

But after watching it for a long time, I didn't see any clues.

That is the record that Qi Meijuan has left when purchasing properties for more than half a year.

Mu Qingyun nodded and turned page by page.

Flipping and flipping, she couldn't help but immerse herself in it.

It feels different from the first time I saw it.

She didn't look carefully at that time, but now seeing the cute little animals that can be seen everywhere on it, he couldn't help but feel a little complicated.

Inspector Li sighed, "She has done a lot of homework and is choosing a house very seriously."

After investigating all of Qi Meijuan's relatives and friends, they all said that Qi Meijuan attaches great importance to the place where she retires. After comparing many properties, she finally chose this one.

Mu Qingyun picked up the second half of the copy and handed it to Li Xunzhao.

"Who was this chosen for?"

The houses that Qi Meijuan cares about are those with large area, good environment, convenient in every way, perfect house type.

But in this small half, most of the attention is compact.

Although the types seem similar at first glance, their characteristics are different.

Mao Aqin likes to be quiet and doesn't like to be noisy, and suffers from migraines, and it will be uncomfortable if the voice is too loud.

Mu Qingyun still remembered seeing Grandma Qi and Mao Aqin on the road last weekend. Grandma Mao was talking on the side of the road. Grandma Qi hurried away when she saw a few children playing games nearby.

Jiang Huimin grows flowers at home, and there are several types of houses that have small yards.

Wang Xiaoyu likes that kind of high-rise buildings, and this notebook contains the kind of high-rise buildings that Qi Meijuan herself doesn't like very much.

Mu Qingyun stared carefully for a long while, then turned and looked carefully at Qi Meijuan's room.

She is very playful and likes to play. She loves to sing and dance, but the room is very clean. On the window sill is a white porcelain vase with a slender neck, with flowers in it.

There is a circle of bookshelves on the wall next to the bed. She obviously didn't build a special study room. There are a lot of bookshelves on the bookshelves, which look like decorations.

There are some magazines beside the pillow, including pictorials and novels that are very popular now.

There is a thick stack of movie entertainment pictorials with the face of a certain movie star printed on the cover, and they are all frayed.

Inspector Li said softly: "It seems that no matter how old women are, they all like young and beautiful men."

Mu Qingyun showed a trace of solemnity on his face, and said slowly: "It's still the last step. If it is really as I expected, that thing must stay in the recording studio."

Inspector Li was stunned: "What?"

Mu Qingyun smiled: "Let's go to the recording studio."

Li Xunzhang said helplessly: "Student Mu, you must not learn the bad habit of tantalizing people."

Mu Qingyun sighed.

She didn't want to whet people's appetites, but the conclusion she got had no solid evidence, and if it was true, it would make people feel very uncomfortable.

The recording studio was the scene of the crime, and even though it had been cleaned up at this time, there was still a lingering bloody smell upon entering.

Mu Qingyun squatted down, squatting at the place where Qi Meijuan was murdered, turned his head and looked around, turned to one side, just in time to see the flowers and trees outside the window, as well as the large and small picture frames hanging on the flowers and trees.

One of the little rabbits had a mysterious smile on its face.

Mu Qingyun stared at the little rabbit's smiling face, wondering if it was a sudden illusion, but felt that this smile was exactly the same as the one on Mrs. Qi's face.

She looked at it for a while, then fell silent, and said softly: "Think of a way to spread the news."

"Let's just say that the suspect is a master of bone shrinking kung fu, and his light kung fu is also very good, which makes all the residents in the community a little nervous."

Inspection Li: "!!"

Mu Qingyun said seriously: "The suspect is Qiao Qing, a habitual criminal who killed several people in Jiangnan and Jiangbei."

"There was a secret surveillance camera that captured his escape route after the murder. He came down from the skylight of Zhao's house. He killed someone and ran along the river."

"This guy not only killed people, but also took away an ancient painting by Grandma Qi from the recording studio, "Sunrise Picture". The scene of him standing on the wall with the painting was clearly captured in the surveillance."

"However, he was probably worried that it would be too conspicuous when he left, so he didn't take the painting with him, but hid it by the river. Our people have already found it before him."

Mu Qingyun told a story in a straightforward manner.

"Zhao Ze will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, Brother Li, go and return "Sunrise Picture" to Zhao Ze."

Inspection Li: "Huh?"

Mu Qingyun chuckled, picked on the shelf, picked up a painting, and handed it over casually.

Inspector Li: "...If this is the case, how could the murderer, who we were supposed to be guarding by the river and returned, make it public?"

Although I don't understand what student Mu wants to do, but for Zhao Ze's big mouth, by the way, their inspection department can still make a few.

It's the weekend in a blink of an eye.

A man in a black coat was sitting on a stone by the river, with a cigarette in his hand, but he didn't smoke.

The sun is slanting towards the west, and it is gradually setting. In the community, only the roadside street lights are on. As soon as you approach the river, you will feel a sense of complete silence.

Suddenly another person emerged from the bushes, with a black coat, a black mask, big sunglasses, and a big black hat, and he walked over clumsily and hesitantly.

Walking in front of the man, the black coat suppressed his throat and said in a low voice: "Here, the patrols are looking for you. You have killed so many people. If you are caught, you will die. Leave quickly."

The black coat stuffed a scroll, pressed the brim of the hat, and turned to leave.

As soon as she turned around, a group of inspectors emerged from the nearby bushes.

The autumn was high and the wind was cold, and everyone was so cold that the backs of their hands were red. They rushed over and pinched him, and then they breathed a sigh of relief.

Inspector Li walked over in two steps, reached out and lifted the hat of the black coat, revealing a familiar face.

It was Mao Aqin.

Inspector Li thought he was mentally prepared, but he still couldn't bear it at this time, so he clenched his fist and slammed his fist on his thigh.

"It turned out to be you!"

Can there be true love in this world?

"why?"

Li inspector remembered that he had just investigated the news, and his eyes were red.

"Do you know that Qi Meijuan wants to give you a surprise. She just signed a contract with the real estate agent, and she will provide a full amount of money as collateral. She said that you won the lottery, and you can buy it with zero down payment and an interest-free loan. That property."

(End of this chapter)