"After I disappeared, Xiao Zuo quickly calmed down. He asked Xiao Meng to go to the teacher's house to find me, and he continued to investigate in the woods. This put the two people in the house in a sense of crisis again. After settling Mingyue, they had no reason to stop Xiao Zuo from going out. At this time, Mingyue was also worried that Mingyue was very smart, and she should have guessed where I was."

"Of course she had different ideas from the other two people. She hoped to save me as soon as possible to avoid irreparable consequences. However, Mingyue herself could not do this at that time, so she could only find the only person she asked for help, which was the real Wei Haohua, who was hidden in the attic by him and Xiao Wei, and her brother."

"I guess over the years, the income from this family has come from Xiao Hua. My aunt's son is lazy, but Xiao Hua is not. He goes out to work during the day and lives in the attic under the cover of his sister at night. Xiao Zuo and I went to the attic to see it. The old furniture there is covered with dust and it must have been a long time since we cleaned it, so we can be sure that your aunt will not go to the attic often, or even never go."

"The floor of the attic is covered with straw, and there are bricks under the straw. This should be done to avoid footsteps from coming downstairs. Xiao Zuo and I opened all the straws. One of them was not bricks under it, which happened to be the size of a bed. The straw was very thick, and there were things like cotton blankets and bedding hidden under it. It should be the place where Xiaohua used to sleep."

"Xiao Hua handed over all the income to Mingyue, and Mingyue handed over the income to the aunt for the family. The aunt should give the extra money every month to her son, otherwise the money she got from plunder would not be enough for Xiao Wei to drive a car. The mother always loves her children. No matter how much the child does wrong, the mother's love will not bring any flaws."

"After Mingyue returned to her room, she immediately notified her brother in the attic and asked him to go out to save me. At that time, the aunt said that Yue had not fallen asleep until very late, and she should have been worried about this. But things went against her wishes. First, I had been rescued by the teacher. Second, Xiao Hua did not want to save me at all when she went out, but wanted to use this to get rid of the other two people in the house, at least Xiao Wei."

"After I was rescued, I caught a rotten finger. This should have been broken from the person who had fallen before. It has nothing to do with murder, but we could not have thought of it at that time. This finger made Xiao Meng and I very nervous, and we were determined to rush back to the red star as soon as possible to prevent the incident from expanding again."

"We deliberately suppressed the voice of our speech lower and lower, which made Xiao Hua worried, so we wanted to hear more. It was precisely because of his abandonment and reluctance to eavesdropping that Xiao Meng had the opportunity to catch him."

"At this point, everything that happened last night has been explained clearly. The aunt's eyes were blinded by her son. She had never noticed any missteps over the years. Until recently, she always saw Mingyue running into the woods in the middle of the night, and she was shocked to realize that another misstep drowning happened. She believed that Mingyue no longer concealed her appearance and was becoming more and more similar to her mother."

"When the aunt felt that her son was destined to be arrested by us, the resentment in her heart began to ferment. She was reluctant to hurt Mingyue. After all, Mingyue was a child she raised, so she could only trick Mingyue's mother into here and prepare to end it. She thought that as long as Mingyue's mother really disappeared, the bad luck in this house would disappear, and this was the only way her son did not have to go to jail."

At this point, Yun Yeyao's complete reasoning finally ended. He raised his head and looked at the house called Red Star. He suddenly asked Aunt Wei next to him: "Aunt Wei, I think the name you gave this house is not very close."

"I know what you want to ask? The sunset can only bring red, but this red is not like a star, and the star is not necessarily a cross-shaped shape. Although we compare the cross to a dagger, why not call the house a red cross but a red star, right?"

Aunt Wei said nothing wrong. Yun Yeyao nodded and said that he just wanted to ask this. Yang Yang's grandmother stood up with the child in her arms and said, "You guys come to the woods with me. After sitting for so long, it's time to go out and have some breathing."

A group of people followed Aunt Wei from the house one after another. At this moment, the sun was shining outside, just like their relaxed mood. Aunt Wei took everyone into the woods, and she lowered her head to observe the ground.

The girl sat alone in the beautiful lavender field, holding a book about love in her hand. It was a book wrapped in a blue cover. She couldn't see clearly what the cover looked like. She just felt that the book was very thick, and the girl's fingers were just halfway through it.

There is a beautiful bookmark in the book. The bookmark is blue, just like the color of the sea. The girl unconsciously fiddled with the bookmark, and her eyes are not focused on the book. She is not reading a book, but looking at the distant world? In the purple flower field in the distance, there is a man drawing. The man's brush stays in the void, and there are only a few lines on the drawing board, as if he is graffitiing casually.

After watching for a long time, the girl stood up and greeted the distance with a smile. The sound was crisp and pleasant, like a silver bell.

"Jinghong, have you finished drawing?" The man named Jinghong raised his head when he heard the voice, looked at the lively and cute girl, and also said loudly: "Not yet."

"I'll see how much I've drawn!" The girl continued, and it was obvious that the man opposite didn't want her to read the painting, so she immediately shouted: "Don't come over, just sit there and read the book. I'll come to find you after I finish drawing."

"Jing Hong, I'm going to be angry if I don't leave." Although the girl said this, her body had no intention of leaving. She sat back to the original place and continued to lift her blue cover book. The dense words in the book seemed to be freezing her spell. The girl did not speak again for a long time, nor did she speak again.

In the place where the girl couldn't see, Jing Hong blocked his other hand with the drawing board. He did not hold the paintbrush's hand and was secretly picking flowers. Many purple lavenders had formed bouquets in his hands. Today, when the sun sets, this man named Jing Hong was going to propose to his beloved girl, but he had no money to buy a ring, and he almost had no money to eat.

So the only way is to bring the girl to this free lavender flower field. He wants to rely on his sincerity to touch the girl's heart. Jing Hong was confused. He was afraid of losing everything because of his poverty, but he also believed in the girl's love, because since high school, this girl has never despised him.

"It's not a rare treasure. It's too stingy to keep her at home!" The assistant director continued to complain.

But the man's next words made him silence, and he showed a helpless expression on his face.

The man on the stage said: "He is a rare treasure to me, and I didn't hide him at home. If you really want to see him, just look for it yourself."

"You think we can't find it. Next time we'll be careful that we'll get the news out and let the paparazzi surround your home." The person who could talk was the director. He had put down the pen and paper in his hand and was happily watching the man on the stage.

The director is already middle-aged, so it is rare for him to make such jokes, but when he is with the men on the stage, he always feels that he has become young and lively, and he is no longer so serious.

In the huge theater, several people were talking and laughing, and the progress of their work became slower, but no one cared about this, and they were not in a hurry, because there was still more than a year before the opening of the drama. Even the official actors were not in place yet.

After a long time, the man who felt sore feet walked down from the stage. He casually found a chair to sit down, and was chatting with the director. The deputy director had already left. He had just received a call and hurriedly went to work on his own affairs.

The director held a cigarette in his mouth and asked, "How is he doing to you recently?"

The man smiled unanimously, and his expression affirmed the director's answer to the question, so the smoker also smiled and said, "I'm born a couple, but you have to be careful. Some gossipy guys in the theater are already talking about it."

"I know, thank you for always covering up for us." The man smiled, leaning his body comfortably against the chair.

While smoking a cigarette, the director raised his head. He actually knew who the man’s lover was, and he also knew and could fully understand it. In this world, it is always good to be more open-minded, and the director always thinks so.

"You can't refuse it because it's a graffiti. Who told you to say too early? Please wait patiently." After that, the man stood up, poured himself a glass of juice, and then stretched out his right hand to the middle-aged man.

"What are you doing?"

"Living expenses, don't you give me the living expenses for the past month?" The man said with confidence, and could see that his face was thicker than the city wall.

The middle-aged man was so angry that he said, "You didn't even give me a decent work? Instead, I supported you for several months. Now I have to reach out to ask me for money. Do you think I'm stupid?"

"You are just stupid, otherwise why would you come to provoke me? Don't talk nonsense, give me money quickly, I know you brought it."

The middle-aged man had no choice but to take out a cowhide envelope from his pocket. The envelope was very thin and it shouldn't be filled with much money. The man took it, held it in his hand and weighed it, saying with disdain: "It's just that, half a month is not enough."

"Just be content. After this incident, don't come to me again!" After that, the fat middle-aged man slammed the door and left the man alone in the middle of the house. After he walked away, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, and his eyes became contemptuous and disdainful.

"Do you think I really care about your money? If it weren't for that matter, I wouldn't have come to approach you. Wait, either of you can't escape."

After saying softly, the man threw the envelope on the table and continued to sit down and began to draw his messy oil painting.

Everything seems to be in progress naturally. No matter how much the man has, he can only choose to endure now, because it has not yet come, and it has not yet come to the time to truly control everything.

Sure enough, the actor smiled and said, "I had an appointment with Xiao Zuo just now."

"I knew you weren't that good!"

"Xiao Meng, let's go together! Xiao Zuo has few opportunities to meet us. Occasionally, you have to communicate. If you get together, you can't always be angry and the two of them don't deal with each other!"

"I have never said that I don't deal with him, that's just your imagination."

"That's all my imagination, will you go or not? I'll get angry if I don't go." The actor threatened him, but there was not much confidence in his words.

The man on the other end of the phone sighed and said, "Okay, but you two are not allowed to make pranks, and that forensic doctor is not allowed to always argue with a cold attitude."

"I can't control Xiao Zuo's attitude, but I can guarantee that I will never make a prank. It will definitely be a sumptuous and happy dinner, and it will be a treat for Xiao Zuo!"

"Is that true? He has very few opportunities to treat him. I have to eat well this time."

"Xiao Meng, you are so!" The actor rolled his eyes at the end of the phone, but the corners of his mouth bent upwards and smiled.

It is not easy to be able to create the opportunity for three people to eat together, so today the actor decided to perform well and make both of them happy.

After the call, the actor started to prepare. He picked out his clothes from the closet and walked into the bathroom with them. In a moment, the sound of water flowing out of the bathroom and the sound of a man humming a song softly.

Not far from the hotel, a man smoking a cigarette was waiting in the alley. A shabby motorcycle was parked beside him. It was obvious that it was a second-hand goods purchased from the fresh goods market, and the lights at the front and rear of the car were broken.

The man was not in a hurry, and he was smoking leisurely. He looked at the hotel opposite from time to time and the three people sitting by the window for dinner. The identities of the three people were recognized at first, and it was his idea that Liu Yunzhao invited them.

As for the car accident, it was not what the so-called painter friend said, but the man told Liu Yunzhao.

This man was the one who painted in the warehouse before. His work clothes still had traces of oil paint. It seemed that he had been washed many times. Liu Yunzhao was the one who went to his warehouse to ask for paintings and give him living expenses.

The relationship between them has been completely reversed. Liu Yunzhao didn't know what the handle was in the hands of the man. Now he no longer acted domineeringly, but became cautious and even obedient. The man looked like he was dominating everything.

Liu Yunzhao ran all the way to the alley, turned around and confirmed that Yun Yeyao and the others could not see this place, so he whispered the invitation result. The smoking man glanced at him and said, "Okay, as soon as you receive their call, you will give it back to me in time."

"Hey, why do you have to find them? The three of them look amazing. Will even our previous secret be seen through?" Liu Yunzhao was very worried and anxiously asked the smoking man.

But the man seemed to not take his words to heart, but walked towards the motorcycle while frowned and pondering what he should do next. He was too lazy to listen to Liu Yunzhao's question, let alone answered.

Liu Yunzhao watched the smoking man ride on a motorcycle and leave. He stood there, clenched his fists, and sweared out between his thick lips, as if he had a huge hatred with the man. He hurriedly left until he found someone looking at him at the entrance of the alley.

The trip to the lavender villa has been decided. When Yun Yeyao called, Liu Yunzhao's tone sounded full of surprises. They made an appointment for a specific location. It was 9 a.m. two days later, gathered at the door of the villa at 9 a.m. If Yun Yeyao and the others needed to pick him up, he could also ask his friends to drive over to pick him up, but this proposal was politely rejected by the actor.

After saying what he wanted to say, Yun Yeyao was too concerned about talking, so he immediately hung up the phone, giving the other party no room for more to say.

In fact, Yun Yeyao hated this man from the bottom of his heart. If it weren't for what Liu Yunzhao said and done to make the actor curious, he wouldn't have wasted three days off to go to a lavender villa.

Yun Yeyao relaxed and leaned on the back of the chair, holding a cup of brewed passion fruit black tea in his hand. He liked the taste of passion fruit very much. It was especially delicious when paired with black tea. It was neither very sweet, and it also eliminated the bitterness of some tea.

After taking a big sip, Yun Yeyao began to think about what happened in the hotel. He wanted to find some clues from the words and deeds of obese men, even if it was an unrealistic clue. Yun Yeyao has been accustomed to thinking quietly anytime and anywhere over the years, and has spent more time at home than going out.

During the leisurely days, Xie Yunmeng and Mo Haiyou are still very busy. Calling them is not because they are like girls, they always pay attention to the people they like, but just want to hear more cases.

What Mo Haiyou once said appeared in his mind, saying that Yun Yeyao could open a consulting detective office in the future, just like Holmes in Zhong. Although Yun Yeyao was happy, he felt more incredible. He felt that he and the characters in Zhong were not the same type of people at all, had no comparison, and his thinking was not so cautious and meticulous, and was always very messy.

Time flies quickly, and it will soon come the next morning. The weather was not very good that day, and it has been drizzling since the morning. However, Yun Yeyao didn't care about traveling on a light rainy day. He sat in a taxi, admiring the raindrops on the window, occasionally chatting with the driver, and more often he thought about the family he was looking for today.

The family lived in this city. Yun Yeyao remembered that there was a large lavender field next to their house before, but it was later removed due to transformation. It was a pity. Yun Yeyao had seen the appearance of the lavender field several times, with large patches of neat purple flowers, which made people feel very romantic.

I had called a friend in the morning and said that I was very free recently and Yun Yeyao could go there at any time. I couldn't hear the sad look in my tone, probably because I had already walked out of the haze of the past.

The car soon arrived at the destination, and an old house with red bricks and black tiles appeared in front of him. Yun Yeyao did not like the high-rise buildings in the city. This kind of brick and tiles was more in line with his appetite. Just like the old courtyard houses in the past, it was more lively and harmonious than the houses in the city.

After paying the car, Yun Yeyao quickly stepped into the vermilion gate. There was a large yard inside. There was also a bamboo and wooden rack in the yard, and some green vines climbed on it. It was seen that the fruits were borne. It should be a loofah.

Standing in the yard, Yun Yeyao took a breath of fresh air and felt refreshed. Last night, the discomfort caused by the dream had disappeared. He stretched and shouted to a door opposite: "Mr. Wu, are you here?"

The sound of things colliding immediately came from the room. A man put down his pen writing, pushed open the chair and walked towards the door. Then the man's loud voice came from the room.

"Here is Xiaoyao? Come in quickly." Mr. Wu quickly opened the door and walked out. He was a middle-aged man with a national face. His name was Wu Weiyun. He was not tall, but his facial features were firm, and he felt a sense of righteousness. If it were put in a movie and TV series, he should play roles like an officer full of justice.

Things are going well so far. It seems that everything is walking in the right direction. However, in a place unexpected by the actor, the detective and the forensic doctor, a man is reuniting with his girlfriend. This woman is the person who said before to tease the black cat on the balcony, and is also a mysterious woman who meets the man in red high heels late at night.

The man's name is Xu Qing. His appearance is pretty good, at least he is a man who can win a certain rate of return. His most prominent feature is that he has black hair. Although his eyes are not big, his messy bangs cover up his eyes, which covers up a lot of flaws, making his eyes look much more energetic.

Xu Qing seemed to be a person who pays great attention to his appearance. When he was talking to his girlfriend, he kept fiddling with his bangs on his forehead with his hands and often looked towards the mirror in the small wardrobe.

The woman sitting opposite Xu Qing's surname is Bai, and her name is Bai Yun. Xu Qing feels that the name is not as fresh and simple as others say. He also has no feelings for the white clouds in the sky, but just like balls of white cotton wool. To be honest, Bai Yun's name makes him feel bland and boring. Just like the person in front of him, no matter how heavy makeup is, it is just cotton wool without any connotation.

Of course, Xu Qing couldn't express his thoughts, because he had to rely on this woman to support himself. In the past two years, Bai Yun has spent a lot of money on him. Xu Qing has always been careless and doesn't make money. In addition to being a little better-looking, his daily behavior is like a gangster. Of course, he is willing to rely on others to support him without having to work on his own.

He flirted with his bangs casually, his eyes didn't fall on Bai Yun at all. Xu Qing asked, "Did you pay for the party?"

"What are you asking about this? Do you want to go to Bai Jue Pay by yourself?" The woman said in a contemptuous tone. He never looked down on Xu Qing, but because of his face that he could still show off, he did not care about him.

The three people who were inexplicably fooled recovered from the shock and began to discuss what to do next? Yun Yeyao was listening to Xie Yunmeng's inference. Suddenly, he asked a strange question.

"Why does Liu Yunzhao know when should we call us?"

When Yun Yeyao asked this question, his eyes were looking at the forensic doctor Mo Haiyou. In just a few seconds, Mo Haiyou said two words: "Warehouse!"
To be continued...