Forensic without kites

Chapter 35: Snowstorm (9)

Wu Yuan stood beside a huge bookshelf, looking up at the books on it, most of them were economic books, but... a book that was stuffed in a corner caught her attention.

Words between flowers.

There are three traditional Chinese characters faintly printed on the yellowed spine.

She was stunned for a moment, and took it off on tiptoe.

This book has probably not been read for a long time, holding it in the palm of her hand, Wu Yuan felt the dry dust hit her nostrils.Skipping the slight discomfort in his heart, he stretched out his slender fingers and opened them.

Suddenly, a piece of yellowed rice paper fell out of the book and landed beside her toes.

She paused, bent down to pick it up, opened the rice paper with lowered eyes, and read it carefully.

that day
first seen among flowers
Willows
spring breeze
Beauty Niao Na Ping Ting
Epiphany
Once a half-life soldier
How many times alone
I see you smiling now
Qingsi Ruchao
beautiful woman fluttering gracefully
happy couple
flower guest drunk
Into the night
Thick wine
moon shadow
toast to the moon
Can the beauty remain
The moon is like a hook

tears under the eaves
The vows of the mountain alliance are still here today

The beautiful woman is already a wife
The red letter is hard to express love
heartbroken heartbroken end of the world

After reading word by word, Wuyuan gently turned it over to the other side. On the top of the rice paper, someone wrote line after line of words in a messy but full of love and affection.

Ayu, Ayu.

The handwriting is rugged and delicate.

With a twitch in her heart, she suddenly seemed to have caught something, and she raised her legs and walked towards the man who was looking through the book carefully in front of him with his head bowed.

"see this."

Her tone was rather light.

Gu Jingnian raised his eyebrows slightly, turned his head to look at her, reached out to take it, and unfolded the letter.Seeing his frown quickly frowned, Wuyuan felt relieved, and said, "This is an original letter. The Ayu on it should have a lot to do with the deceased Fu Jingting."

He pondered for a moment, and said: "It's not like a word, it's not a poem, it doesn't rhyme, and it's not very neat. Fu Jingting is a science student. He should have written this original letter. That's right."

Wu Yuan felt her heart move when she heard this, she raised her head slightly and asked him: "Is it possible that this Ah Yu is the woman who left her mark on the scene?"

The man didn't make a sound for a long time.

Suddenly, he looked towards the door with dark eyes, and said in a heavy tone, "Did you notice that the photos on the wall downstairs are a bit strange?"

The picture on the wall downstairs?
She thought for a few seconds, then raised her head and glanced at his deep gaze: "There's nothing wrong with it, most of them are photos of Fu Jingting alone..."

Before Wu Yuan finished speaking, he had already walked out with vigorous steps.She squeezed the rice paper tightly in her hand and followed him up quickly.

"Police officer, is this the end?"

Jin Guizhi put his hands on his legs and stood up in a panic.

Gu Jingnian turned a deaf ear to it, and his deep eyes skipped over the walls glued with white paper, the rows of neatly pasted photos, abruptly, he turned his head to the side, a pair of black eyes fixed on the two sides of the pit. An old man asked solemnly: "When were these photos posted?"

Hearing this, the two old men seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"It was only posted this year!"

Speaking of this, Jin Guizhi's eyes turned red again: "It's because his father and I felt that we don't see him often, so we only brought it up during the Chinese New Year."

Gu Jingnian didn't speak any more.

His dark eyes continued to stay on the wall, falling into deep thought.

These photos looked quite normal, all of them were single photos of Fu Jingting, spanning several ages.From a young college student, to a newcomer to the workplace, to the streets and alleys, the man's thin face always has a faint smile.

(End of this chapter)