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"How am I sure? You will say it? And, is it really Lin Meijuan?" Shui Miaomiao asked suspiciously.

"I only have one photo, and this photo is really not enough to prove that Lin Meijuan did it, so I need your help to make Shen Mochen sure that Lin Meijuan did it. As for whether I will say that, in order to express sincerity, I can tell you On Saturday night, there was a charity auction in Ningchuan. Shen Mochen should be there. My father is inside. Guess who it is?" Xing Zun said with a mouthful of evil spirits.

"I try my best." Shui Miaomiao said, "You send me the picture."

Xing Zun hung up the phone.

Soon, Shui Miaomiao received a photo.

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It's a very old picture, the pixels are not high, scanned into the computer.

Lin Meijuan in the photo is still very young.

When Lin Meijuan was young, he was a beautiful woman with a tall figure.

In the photo, she is only wearing bra, with her hands tied back by a tie, sitting on the bed, her hair is radiated, her eyes are swollen, and her face, arms and bruises are still pitiful.

Shui Miaomiao saw the problem with the photo at a glance.

It stands to reason that Shen Mochen's father had an accident 7 years ago, and Lin Meijuan should not be so young.

The color, pixels, and gradation of the photo should not have been 7 years ago.

Therefore, this photo was not taken when Shen Mochen's father had an accident, but more like an old photo from the 1990s.

How did Xing Zun get this photo?

Moreover, the vermilion bed behind Lin Meijuan can be seen vaguely showing that the figure of several people, on the exposed bedside table, took a little bit of the hotel logo.

It's just that the hotel's name is very small and very confused.

Shui Miaomiao expanded the photo to the maximum. When you saw the word Youkang, you could not see the rest.

Shui Miaomiao immediately Baidu Youkang Hotel, Youkang Hotel, Youkang Hotel, without any information.

It's right to think about it, all these years have passed, maybe this hotel has already closed down.

Shui Miaomiao's cell phone rang, she saw Shen Mochen, and immediately answered.

"Where is it?" Shen Mochen asked worriedly.

"I'm walking in the forest behind, what's wrong?" Shui Miaomiao asked guilty.

"I'm here to accompany you." Shen Mochen said softly.

"Oh, well, I'm coming to the back door now." Shui Miaomiao said, hung up the phone and exhaled.

Did she show Shen Mochen this picture, or did she not?

Yes, it was impossible for Shen Mochen to believe that Lin Meijuan was the murderer. Instead, Shen Mochen was in a greater anguish.

After all, the protagonist of the photo is his mother, still wearing this... exposed.

A bright light in Shui Miaomiao's mind.

Would this photo be taken by Xing Zun's father?

She thought of a better way. Perhaps, she could know who Xing Zun's father was.

Shui Miaomiao was in a cheerful mood, put the phone in his pocket, and walked towards the back door.

Shen Mochen came out of the back door and saw that she was full of vitality, and her depression was much better.

Shen Mochen glanced around, took a deep breath, and said; "This forest is good, these trees have been around for several years."

Shui Miaomiao stepped forward to hold Shen Mochen's arm and said with a smile: "It is said that my father planted it for my mother. My mother has passed away for twenty-four years, what do you say?"

"Shui Miaomiao, is there no one in your grandma's family?" Shen Mochen asked casually.