Zhu Yu and Huo Xiaofang had just gotten out of the car, and Tan Fu brought his wife He Cui and a woman who was about thirty-five or sixty years old to greet them. The appearance of a woman is somewhat similar to Tan Fu and Tan Yaoyao.
Zhu Yu and Huo Xiaofang walked over. Zhu Yu said, "Tan Jinhua, what did she tell you on the phone call Tan Yaoyao talked to you before she disappeared?"
The thirty-five-sixth woman is the daughter of Tan Fu and the mother of Tan Yaoyao.
There were tears in her eyes: "She said she wanted to see me and wanted me to come back to see her. I, I was thinking about waiting until May 1st to come back..." The tears rolled down, and the woman cried. Rang in the room. The two old people on the side also shed tears.
Huo Xiaofang: "Does she have anything else besides this?"
Tan Jinhua wiped away her tears and said, "After I went back to her on May 1st, she didn't speak, and she paused for a long time before she answered! She told me to be good..."
Huo Xiaofang glanced at Tan Jinhua: "Is she saying goodbye to you?"
Tan Fu wiped away the muddy old tears: "No, Yaoyao is usually very good. I don't believe how she thought of saying goodbye. She smiled and went to bed earlier with me and her grandmother with a smile. Farewell? The police officer begs you, you must find her. It's been more than ten days, Yaoyao...Yaoyao..."
Tan Fu said this, and the family of three cried even more sadly. Zhu Yu sighed for a long time, he was the least good at such scenes and pictures, not to mention that this matter also made him feel uncomfortable.
Huo Xiaofang stepped forward: "Tan Jinhua, please think about it. Did Tan Yaoyao mention anything that was not mentioned before, or people?"
Tan Jinhua wiped away her tears, after thinking and thinking, she still shook her head: "No, since I went out to work, she has been strangers to me a lot."
Huo Xiaofang paused for a few seconds, "We want to take a look at Tan Yaoyao's room."
The room was neat and tidy. There was a desk near the window, and there was a dark fairy tale that Tan Yaoyao borrowed from the bookstore. Huo Xiaofang picked up a book and opened it at will. After reading it for a short period of time, his brows couldn't help but frowned.
"Brother Yu, the contents of this book are all negative and preach death." After that, he handed the book to Zhu Yu.
Zhu Yu glanced at it and threw it on the table, "How come there are such types of books in this bookstore, I have to ask two people to check it."
Huo Xiaofang did not answer, and reached out a blank card out of the book with the word'heaven' written crookedly on it. "Brother Yu, look!"
Zhu Yu took it, "This handwriting is the same as the one on the cover of the power distribution room!"
Huo Xiaofang nodded and said, "It is indeed the same." He flipped through a copy of Tan Yaoyao's study notes on the table, and the comparison was obviously different.
"Is it left by the murderer?" Huo Xiaofang seemed to say to himself.
Zhu Yu: "If so, the murderer left the power distribution room. Why did he stay?"
Huo Xiaofang stood by the window and a gust of wind came in. He turned his head involuntarily, trying to hide from the still cold wind. Turning around, he saw scratches on the southeast corner of the desk that was hidden by a few books. He stretched out his hand to remove the book. Moving away, the word'heaven' caught the eye again.
Zhu Yu stepped forward: "This handwriting is consistent with Tan Yaoyao's. It seems that it was not long before the time was marked."
Huo Xiaofang: "She must have done or happened something different from usual before."
Zhu Yu: "But her family said no!" Huo Xiaofang turned his head and looked out the door: "Obviously, grandpa, grandmother and even mother are insecure for Tan Yaoyao. It is the secret that is hidden in her heart and never mentions it to anyone. ".
(End of this chapter)