At dawn in the early morning, Lin Qingye sent her back to school.
"It's not bad." Xu Zhi sniffed. He didn't know if it was because of drinking, but his ears and eyes felt hot.
Xu Zhinan recalled Lin Qingye who had just spoken to her against the sunset, a young man in bright clothes and a dazzling horse. She lowered her eyes and curled her lips, and smiled softly: "Not yet."
Lin Qingye had also met Xu Yuanwen. In the first two years of Xu Zhinan's high school, he could often see Xu Yuanwen picking her up from school.
Jiang Yue nodded and put on toothpaste: "Then you and Lin Qingye are not together yet?"
The campus is still quiet at this point, with almost no people on the road.
Xu Zhinan stopped, turned to look at her, and finally walked to her stall.
The old magician was dumbfounded at this and pointed at him "you, you, you" and "me, me, me" for a long time.
Fortunately, there are plenty of ingredients in the refrigerator. Ji Yan has cooked here before, so he has everything he needs.
"If he is really the murderer of my father, he is so close, but he can only be released when the detention time is up..." Xu Zhi murmured and lowered his head, "I am really unwilling to give in, why should he You can get away with it.”
"Playing songs?"
"No, let's try." He smiled and admitted frankly, "Are you hungry?"
Fortunately, there are plenty of ingredients in the refrigerator. Ji Yan has cooked here before, so he has everything he needs.
She said goodbye to Lin Qingye and returned to the dormitory.
Her mind was in chaos until the girl sitting next to her on the subway patted her: "Sister, cell phone."
She sent another picture.
Jiang Yue just got up and was startled when he saw her. Zhao Qian was still sleeping. She said in a low voice: "A Nan, why are you back so early? Did you come back by subway?"
As the sun set, she stood on the steps, looking at the pedestrians coming and going on the road opposite, feeling a little tired for no reason.
Fang Houyu also looked at the screen and said nothing.
Fang Houyu paused the screen and zoomed in.
"Totem tattoos are different from other tattoos. Although they are composed of lines, it is unlikely that one-third of them will completely overlap. Moreover, the design of the picture is very subtle, and the combination of flames and snakes is relatively rare. "Xu Zhinan paused, stared at the screen, and whispered, "Uncle Fang, I think this might be the murderer."
She thought Xu Zhinan had gone home when he didn't return to the dormitory yesterday.
Xu Zhinan had never seen his face before, but suddenly and strangely, he felt that the man in front of him coincided with the man passing by on the hotel surveillance camera.
But I always felt unsure, and I kept thinking about it during the tattoo process.
The campus is still quiet at this point, with almost no people on the road.
She gritted her teeth, stretched out her hand, and picked up the cookbook in front of him. The man beside her also turned his head and looked over. His voice was very soft, and he looked at her and said, "Nowadays, little girls like you love to cook. There seems to be less of it. I heard that it is now fashionable for men to cook.”
Xu Zhinan walked over and showed the photo to the bookstore staff. He led Xu Zhinan over and picked up a book: "See if it's this one."
There was a customer who made an appointment this afternoon. She was a girl who had come to her shop for tattoos before. She had an arm tattoo last time, and this time she wanted to get a tattoo on her thigh.
"No, someone sent me back."
"I'm a tattoo artist."
She thought Xu Zhinan had gone home when he didn't return to the dormitory yesterday.
He unlocked the door and entered the house.
She said goodbye to Lin Qingye and returned to the dormitory.
Xu Zhinan watched him carefully take out a pile of ingredients from the refrigerator and carry them into the kitchen.
Xu Zhinan paused: "Did you say how you died?"
Xu Zhinan picked out the key points and told him.
"Lin Qingye?"
She said goodbye to Lin Qingye and returned to the dormitory.
Xu Zhinan didn't stay long, everyone was busy, and she quickly left the police station.
Lin Qingye didn't really like recording this kind of variety show. He frowned slightly and finally nodded: "Okay, let's make an appointment first. It's best to coincide with the album's release time."
"What are you going to eat?" Lin Qingye asked.
"No." She took a shallow sip, "I'm just a little thirsty."
"Um."
"Just drink a little." Xu Zhi muttered.
He glanced over, and the magic stick shook her old bamboo stick tube again. The bamboo sticks made a clanking sound, and then said: "It seems that you have taken the medicine I gave you. How about it, I said, Once you take it, your inner demons will be gone, your illness will be cured, and now your marriage will be back, you should thank me."
Xu Zhinan glanced at it and replied "Okay".
Lin Qingye had also met Xu Yuanwen. In the first two years of Xu Zhinan's high school, he could often see Xu Yuanwen picking her up from school.
"Well, I must have been too busy recently, so there's nothing big going on."
Xu Zhinan put down her bag and went into the bathroom to wash her face. Jiang Yue soon came in with a wash cup. The more she thought about it outside, the more something was wrong. Lin Qingye sent her back this early in the morning, so... what about last night?
Jiang Yue nodded and put on toothpaste: "Then you and Lin Qingye are not together yet?"
Xu Zhinan's pupils shrank, he bent down to take a closer look, and after a moment of silence he said, "...it seems so."
"By the way, there will be a singing variety show later. I have sent the company several emails, hoping that you can participate." Wang Qi said, "Are you interested?"
As the sun set, she stood on the steps, looking at the pedestrians coming and going on the road opposite, feeling a little tired for no reason.
"A Nan." Jiang Yue asked thoughtfully, "Were you with Lin Qingye last night?"
Xu Zhinan drank a lot of wine and his face was a little red, but the alcohol content of the bottle of wine Lin Qingye took out was not high, so he was not drunk at all.
The guest raised his hand and waved it in front of her eyes: "A Nan?"
But I always felt unsure, and I kept thinking about it during the tattoo process.
In the middle of her words, she suddenly stopped talking, stared at her phone and cursed.
Xu Zhinan sat cross-legged on the mat.
Xu Zhinan didn't hide it from her: "Yeah."
"It's not certain yet. We are still ruling out suicide or homicide. This is just what we discovered during the investigation, so I wanted to ask you to come over and have a look. You saw the tattoo artist who tattooed him yesterday, and you know that he is now In Yancheng or somewhere?"
The font design has also come out, two words, murmuring.
"Because my father is a policeman, I loved watching criminal investigation films when I was a child. I still remember watching a foreign criminal investigation film. It was about a situation where the murderer had been basically determined, but the final DNA test results were still missing. But it was still good. The easy result finally came out, but the statute of limitations has passed and it doesn’t count.”
Lin Qingye was too lazy to pay any more attention, put his arm around Xu Zhinan's shoulders and left.
"...Oh." She was shocked, but she tried her best to pretend to have a normal reaction, which looked very funny.
As the sun set, she stood on the steps, looking at the pedestrians coming and going on the road opposite, feeling a little tired for no reason.
"I want to wait for some things to be settled and then stay with him and be nice to him so that he can be happy in the future."
Xu Zhinan noticed her expression, paused for a moment, realized what she had misunderstood, and quickly said: "It's not what you think, it's just that I had a fever yesterday, and then he accompanied me to the hospital. After the injection, It’s already very late, so I won’t come back to disturb your sleep.”
"You still know this."
But she just always felt flustered.
Lin Qingye took her bag and put it on the sofa. He poured her a glass of warm water. Then he walked to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of ice water and drank half of it. Then he asked, "What do you want to eat?"
If that person just now was really...
This man appeared in the hotel surveillance footage, and Fang Houyu had reason to take him to the police station for questioning.
Now that the weather was getting cold at night, Lin Qingye took a coat from the back room and put it on her, then put on a mask and hat to send her back to school.
His voice was calm and he asked, "What did you say?"
Jiang Yue breathed a sigh of relief visibly: "Why did you suddenly have a fever?" She shook off the water on her hand and touched her forehead, "It's not hot now, has it gone?"
"No, let's just say that the police are investigating now and the hotel has been cordoned off."
Xu Zhinan shook his head and said nothing more.
"The forensic report just came out, ruling out the possibility of homicide. The deceased committed suicide." Fang Houyu, "In addition, we asked to see his tattoos, which are indeed consistent with your father's case."
"No, someone sent me back."
Fang Houyu also looked at the screen and said nothing.
"Well, I must have been too busy recently, so there's nothing big going on."
"Is it cold?" Lin Qingye asked.
There was a customer who made an appointment this afternoon. She was a girl who had come to her shop for tattoos before. She had an arm tattoo last time, and this time she wanted to get a tattoo on her thigh.
He unlocked the door and entered the house.
Xu Zhinan compared it carefully: "Yes, thank you."
Jiang Yue nodded and put on toothpaste: "Then you and Lin Qingye are not together yet?"
Jiang Yue didn't think about anything else. After washing, she immediately went out to the library.
As the sun set, she stood on the steps, looking at the pedestrians coming and going on the road opposite, feeling a little tired for no reason.
Xu Zhinan recalled Lin Qingye who had just spoken to her against the sunset, a young man in bright clothes and a dazzling horse. She lowered her eyes and curled her lips, and smiled softly: "Not yet."
"I want to wait for some things to be settled and then stay with him and be nice to him so that he can be happy in the future."
After choosing, she was about to pay, but she suddenly paused and looked straight at the man not far away.
He unlocked the door and entered the house.
After hearing what she said, Lin Qingye sneered coldly, looking disdainful.
After hearing what she said, Lin Qingye sneered coldly, looking disdainful.
"Yeah, no, come buy a cookbook and learn from it." He picked up a brand new one.
Xu Zhinan only slept for a while while taking the injection last night. Now she returned to the dormitory and gradually felt sleepy. She took a nap and then went to the tattoo shop after getting up.
"Okay, we'll dispatch the police right away."
"You're smiling so sweetly even before I'm here." Jiang Yue had a rare teasing look on her face, making it clear that she didn't believe her.
"I discovered it accidentally while investigating the death of the girl in the hotel."
"What's going on?"
"Because my father is a policeman, I loved watching criminal investigation films when I was a child. I still remember watching a foreign criminal investigation film. It was about a situation where the murderer had been basically determined, but the final DNA test results were still missing. But it was still good. The easy result finally came out, but the statute of limitations has passed and it doesn’t count.”
[Yueyue: This version. ]
The wine she poured just now was small and she had already finished it. Xu Zhinan picked up the bottle and poured another half glass. Lin Qingye let her go without stopping.
Xu Zhinan's pupils shrank, he bent down to take a closer look, and after a moment of silence he said, "...it seems so."
"Girl, this is not a good sign." She picked up the lottery and read the words on it, "He Wenxiu was killed. The moon shines on the heavenly book and he is in a quiet period. Suddenly he is hit by clouds and mist and falls into coma. Please be patient and pray that the clouds will dissipate and change at this time. Being good at giving means praying for blessings and prosperity if the family is in trouble or the population is in trouble."
Xu Zhinan was stunned and looked up at himself in the mirror.
She didn't insist any longer, fearing that it would make people suspicious if she showed it too obviously, so she quickly took the first step to pay and leave with the book in her arms.
"Then the worst we can do is order takeout later."
She said goodbye to Lin Qingye and returned to the dormitory.
There were too many people around, and she didn't explicitly say she went to the police station.
The campus is still quiet at this point, with almost no people on the road.
The man raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Tattoo artist, you don't look like you."
Xu Zhi looked at it intently without saying a word.
"Are you next to him now?!" Fang Houyu stood up from the chair, "Don't get close to him A Nan, nothing is clear yet, please pay attention to your own safety."
There were drops of water on the girl's face, her lips were red and her teeth were white. After hearing Jiang Yue's words, she subconsciously straightened the corners of her mouth, but the smile still emerged from her eyes, clear and clear, like a clear spring with ripples.
It's just that the case has been investigated for so long, and no clues have been found except for the tattoo. Now that so many years have passed, where can I find new clues that are enough to finalize the case
"This is not certain yet. There is a possibility that the murderer got the tattoo later. It is just a tattoo pattern. You cannot convict just because of the same tattoo. More evidence is needed." Fang Houyu's tone slowed down again, "A Nan, I know you In my current mood, I also really want to get to the bottom of Yuan Wen's case, but we still have to handle the case according to the rules. Su Qian is still in our bureau. Without an arrest warrant, he can only be temporarily detained. During this period, we will continue to find There are other possibilities for breakthroughs, don’t worry, we all hope to solve the case.”
Lin Qingye pinched her shoulders and pulled her aside: "No, I'll do it."
Nearly two hours had passed by the time I was ready to leave after dinner.
Xu Zhinan's pupils shrank, he bent down to take a closer look, and after a moment of silence he said, "...it seems so."
After hearing this, Lin Qingye paused with the tip of his knife, and then made the final cut. He put the ingredients into the newly heated oil pan. The water was not drained, and the oil stars splashed out.
"Yueyue." Xu Zhinan said frankly, "I found that I still like him very much."
“…”
A third of the tattoo is exposed under half of the sleeve.
Lin Qingye shook the phone in his hand: "If something happens, I'll leave first."
Fang Houyu looked at her expression, sighed, and patted her shoulder: "Okay, I'm just confirming, don't think too much."
Xu Zhinan recalled Lin Qingye who had just spoken to her against the sunset, a young man in bright clothes and a dazzling horse. She lowered her eyes and curled her lips, and smiled softly: "Not yet."
"Then you still don't agree to him? He has been chasing you for a long time, right?"
Lin Qingye was serious about cooking for the first time. He had never done it before, so he searched for a few recipes on his mobile phone.
She once fantasized about what the murderer of her father would look like, but it was always described as "ferocious" and "hateful". She had never thought about whether the murderer was actually a very, very ordinary person. When you walk into the crowd, you can hardly find it, like a drop in the ocean.
Fang Houyu paused the screen and zoomed in.
Xu Zhi murmured, pulling off his mask and looking up at her: "What's wrong?"
"I don't know if that person is him, but I can't figure out how to find new evidence. It's been almost five years, and even if there is evidence, it has long been destroyed or contaminated."
Jiang Yue didn't think about anything else. After washing, she immediately went out to the library.
"I want to wait for some things to be settled and then stay with him and be nice to him so that he can be happy in the future."
Xu Zhinan shook his head and said nothing more.
Lin Qingye shook the phone in his hand: "If something happens, I'll leave first."
Lin Qingye was too lazy to pay any more attention, put his arm around Xu Zhinan's shoulders and left.
"I don't know either." She shook her head slightly and looked at the toes of her shoes. "Maybe they have the same tattoo."
"Are you next to him now?!" Fang Houyu stood up from the chair, "Don't get close to him A Nan, nothing is clear yet, please pay attention to your own safety."
"What's going on?"
"Anything is fine." Xu Zhi murmured, "Do you want to do it?"
"You still know this."
"Yeah, no, come buy a cookbook and learn from it." He picked up a brand new one.
Walk, take the trails.
Xu Zhinan held his head in his hands and watched his movements, then held his own cup and handed it over.
Xu Zhinan noticed her expression, paused for a moment, realized what she had misunderstood, and quickly said: "It's not what you think, it's just that I had a fever yesterday, and then he accompanied me to the hospital. After the injection, It’s already very late, so I won’t come back to disturb your sleep.”
The old magician looked at the backs of the two of them and shook his head: "It's disrespectful to ruin the luck of the lot. I'm afraid that this girl's crisis has been resolved, but it has been transferred to the person who ruined the lot."
Xu Zhinan shook his head and said nothing more.
"What are you going to eat?" Lin Qingye asked.
Lin Qingye thought about it, it was not safe to eat out, and it would cause Xu Zhinan trouble if he was photographed, but it didn't seem good to order takeout all the time.
“…”
Jiang Yue didn't think about anything else. After washing, she immediately went out to the library.
As soon as Xu Zhinan got out of the subway station, she saw Lin Qingye's car parked on the opposite road. The green light was on in front of the zebra crossing, and she trotted over.
After walking a few steps further, I saw the fortune-telling stall again, the old magician who was certified by Xu Zhinan as a liar.
He put the lid on the pot, leaned against the kitchen counter and asked, "Are you sure that's the person?"
He played the video, and ten seconds after the video played, a man appeared, wearing a hat, lowering his head. He was so ordinary that he couldn't find any distinctive clothes, and his face couldn't be seen clearly.
He glanced at her, pinched her wrist and stopped, then buttoned up the coat she was wearing, zipped it to the top, and put the hat on her head.
Xu Zhinan only slept for a while while taking the injection last night. Now she returned to the dormitory and gradually felt sleepy. She took a nap and then went to the tattoo shop after getting up.
He glanced at her, pinched her wrist and stopped, then buttoned up the coat she was wearing, zipped it to the top, and put the hat on her head.
She sent another picture.
Her fingers trembled, and the sign fell to the table.
"Girl, I hope another village will turn the crisis into an opportunity." The magic stick took out a packet of things wrapped in red paper from the table, "If you take this from me, you will be able to turn the danger into safety. It only costs 5,000 yuan. This is called losing money. Disaster."
The guest raised his hand and waved it in front of her eyes: "A Nan?"
Lin Qingye is currently at Chuanqi Entertainment. After "I Came for a Song" ended, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to the production of a new album. Today, he was asked by Wang Qi to take the album cover photo.
There was a customer who made an appointment this afternoon. She was a girl who had come to her shop for tattoos before. She had an arm tattoo last time, and this time she wanted to get a tattoo on her thigh.
Xu Zhinan watched him wash, and then looked at the almost unused kitchen, and couldn't help but ask: "Can you cook?"
Now that so many years have passed, Xu Zhinan is not sure whether he has been staying in Yancheng, and his local accent has gradually faded. But even though he can't tell whether he is from an ethnic minority, he can feel that it is different from the local accent in Yancheng, and it should be true that he is not. native.
"I don't know if that person is him, but I can't figure out how to find new evidence. It's been almost five years, and even if there is evidence, it has long been destroyed or contaminated."
Lin Qingye hugged her, patted her back, and then stroked her hair: "Don't be afraid A Nan, I'm here."
Lin Qingye: "..."
Lin Qingye pulled out two disposable chopsticks, opened them and handed them to her. He also pulled out a box of wine from underneath and opened a bottle - he hadn't drank for a while since he decided to sing properly.
Lin Qingye: "What did he say to you on the phone?"
The customer sat on the work bed and received anesthesia. It didn't hurt at all. He was playing with his mobile phone and chatting with Xu Zhinan: "How much does a tattoo like this cost for you now?"
"Because my father is a policeman, I loved watching criminal investigation films when I was a child. I still remember watching a foreign criminal investigation film. It was about a situation where the murderer had been basically determined, but the final DNA test results were still missing. But it was still good. The easy result finally came out, but the statute of limitations has passed and it doesn’t count.”
Xu Zhinan was stunned, his throat tightening: "Then we can't be sure it's him? That tattoo was designed by Xie An alone for him."
She walked outside the kitchen and answered the phone. Fang Houyu had just finished the interrogation.
"It will be all right."
"Same as before."
Xu Zhinan was stunned, his throat tightening: "Then we can't be sure it's him? That tattoo was designed by Xie An alone for him."
Xu Zhinan walked over and showed the photo to the bookstore staff. He led Xu Zhinan over and picked up a book: "See if it's this one."
Xu Zhinan only slept for a while while taking the injection last night. Now she returned to the dormitory and gradually felt sleepy. She took a nap and then went to the tattoo shop after getting up.
As the sun set, she stood on the steps, looking at the pedestrians coming and going on the road opposite, feeling a little tired for no reason.
"Um."
Xu Zhinan compared it carefully: "Yes, thank you."
Xu Zhinan was stunned and looked up at himself in the mirror.
"The price hasn't been increased. Didn't they all win the championship?"
Although it was my first time to cook, the taste was surprisingly good.
"Fortunately, I'm not very hungry."
Xu Zhinan naturally had no objection: "Okay."
Xu Zhinan was stunned and looked up at himself in the mirror.
Jiang Yue didn't think about anything else. After washing, she immediately went out to the library.
"Well, the price of tattoos has not increased, but the price of design drafts has increased." Xu Zhi murmured, "But it may increase after a while."
Lin Qingye stood up and turned off the lamp. The room became a little darker. When he came back, he sat next to Xu Zhinan.
He looked focused, pressed his slender fingertips, his broken hair fell from his forehead, and asked quietly: "Why did you go to the police station today?"
Lin Qingye pulled out two disposable chopsticks, opened them and handed them to her. He also pulled out a box of wine from underneath and opened a bottle - he hadn't drank for a while since he decided to sing properly.
Xu Zhinan followed him into the back room: "Uncle Fang, is there any new progress in my father's case?"
"Well, the price of tattoos has not increased, but the price of design drafts has increased." Xu Zhi murmured, "But it may increase after a while."
"Then I'm quite lucky. I caught up with a good time when the prices didn't increase. But you should also have an increase. The last time I went to the store on Qingfeng Road, the food was just average, and the price was higher than yours..."
Xu Zhinan's sight was blocked by his wide hat and he didn't pay attention until a voice said next to him: "You haven't been here for a long time."
"A Nan, that man's name is Su Qin." Fang Houyu said, "We have ruled out the possibility that he is the murderer of the hotel case."
"No, someone sent me back."
In the middle of her words, she suddenly stopped talking, stared at her phone and cursed.
As soon as Xu Zhinan got out of the subway station, she saw Lin Qingye's car parked on the opposite road. The green light was on in front of the zebra crossing, and she trotted over.
At dawn in the early morning, Lin Qingye sent her back to school.
When they got to the door, the man hadn't come out yet, so Xu Zhinan called Fang Houyu and told him about it.
She also felt that she was too sensitive. The case her father was involved in was a kidnapping case and it should have nothing to do with it.
Xu Zhi murmured, pulling off his mask and looking up at her: "What's wrong?"
"No, someone sent me back."
Xu Zhinan followed him into the back room: "Uncle Fang, is there any new progress in my father's case?"
Fortunately, there are plenty of ingredients in the refrigerator. Ji Yan has cooked here before, so he has everything he needs.
"I have come out." Xu Zhi murmured, "He is still at Xingcheng Bookstore."
She gritted her teeth, stretched out her hand, and picked up the cookbook in front of him. The man beside her also turned his head and looked over. His voice was very soft, and he looked at her and said, "Nowadays, little girls like you love to cook. There seems to be less of it. I heard that it is now fashionable for men to cook.”
"In the five-star hotel on the street next to me, when the cleaning staff was cleaning the room, they found a little girl dead inside. It was so scary. It must be a murder. I was so close. I also stayed in that hotel. , I won’t dare to live here again.”
"I have come out." Xu Zhi murmured, "He is still at Xingcheng Bookstore."
He looked focused, pressed his slender fingertips, his broken hair fell from his forehead, and asked quietly: "Why did you go to the police station today?"
He took out a basin, poured the ingredients into it, stood in front of the sink, and turned on the faucet.
Xu Zhinan unconsciously exerted force on his fingertips and dug into his palm.
It's not just her, Lin Qingye may not have been here for a long time. When they were still working in the bar, a group of them often went to the studio for supper after singing. After drinking too much, Lin Qingye simply slept here.
Although it was my first time to cook, the taste was surprisingly good.
Xu Zhinan paused: "Did you say how you died?"
As soon as Xu Zhinan got out of the subway station, she saw Lin Qingye's car parked on the opposite road. The green light was on in front of the zebra crossing, and she trotted over.
"Well, thank you Uncle Fang."
"Because my father is a policeman, I loved watching criminal investigation films when I was a child. I still remember watching a foreign criminal investigation film. It was about a situation where the murderer had been basically determined, but the final DNA test results were still missing. But it was still good. The easy result finally came out, but the statute of limitations has passed and it doesn’t count.”
Xu Zhinan didn't hide it from her: "Yeah."
"Anything is fine." Xu Zhi murmured, "Do you want to do it?"
Gray clothes and gray trousers, short hair, ordinary appearance, looks to be in his forties or fifties.
"No, let's just say that the police are investigating now and the hotel has been cordoned off."
The facilities of this studio are simple and not as grand as his apartment. The kitchen is also very ordinary, with a kitchen counter made of porcelain tiles and an old-fashioned faucet in the sink.
The phone vibrated, and Jiang Yue sent a message.
Jiang Yue didn't think about anything else. After washing, she immediately went out to the library.
Lin Qingye paused: "Why are you there?"
"The price hasn't been increased. Didn't they all win the championship?"
"If he is really the murderer of my father, he is so close, but he can only be released when the detention time is up..." Xu Zhi murmured and lowered his head, "I am really unwilling to give in, why should he You can get away with it.”
The wine she poured just now was small and she had already finished it. Xu Zhinan picked up the bottle and poured another half glass. Lin Qingye let her go without stopping.
Jiang Yue nodded and put on toothpaste: "Then you and Lin Qingye are not together yet?"
Xu Zhinan said nothing, thinking deeply.
She also felt that she was too sensitive. The case her father was involved in was a kidnapping case and it should have nothing to do with it.
After walking a few steps further, I saw the fortune-telling stall again, the old magician who was certified by Xu Zhinan as a liar.
Lin Qingye: "What did he say to you on the phone?"
The guest raised his hand and waved it in front of her eyes: "A Nan?"
It was much cleaner than when he often came here. The pillows were neatly placed on the sofa one by one, and the blankets were folded into squares. They probably packed it away when Fourteen and the others left.
Xu Zhinan was watching from the side.
The customer sat on the work bed and received anesthesia. It didn't hurt at all. He was playing with his mobile phone and chatting with Xu Zhinan: "How much does a tattoo like this cost for you now?"
He reached out and picked up the stick on the table, tossed it up and down, held it again, and pressed hard with his thumb.
Jiang Yue nodded and put on toothpaste: "Then you and Lin Qingye are not together yet?"
She came to her senses, said sorry, and continued to tattoo.
Lin Qingye pinched her shoulders and pulled her aside: "No, I'll do it."
"No, I just went to Uncle Fang's place."
Lin Qingye is currently at Chuanqi Entertainment. After "I Came for a Song" ended, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to the production of a new album. Today, he was asked by Wang Qi to take the album cover photo.
Xu Zhinan's pupils shrank, he bent down to take a closer look, and after a moment of silence he said, "...it seems so."
“…”
She also felt that she was too sensitive. The case her father was involved in was a kidnapping case and it should have nothing to do with it.
Xu Zhinan stopped, turned to look at her, and finally walked to her stall.
[Yueyue: I couldn’t find the version I wanted online. I need that material for the online class tomorrow, but I’m afraid I won’t be able to make it in time. ]
"Yeah." He laughed, "Do you dare to eat it?"
"It should be gone, I don't feel uncomfortable anymore."
But I always felt unsure, and I kept thinking about it during the tattoo process.
Lin Qingye sat opposite her, also sitting on the ground, listening to her quietly, and put a chopstick dish into her bowl.
Xu Zhinan was silent for two seconds, and then gently leaned into his arms.
"Yeah, no, come buy a cookbook and learn from it." He picked up a brand new one.
Xu Zhinan smoked one and took it out.
He looked focused, pressed his slender fingertips, his broken hair fell from his forehead, and asked quietly: "Why did you go to the police station today?"
Lin Qingye raised his eyes and raised his eyebrows silently.
But she just always felt flustered.
"Then I'm quite lucky. I caught up with a good time when the prices didn't increase. But you should also have an increase. The last time I went to the store on Qingfeng Road, the food was just average, and the price was higher than yours..."
After finishing the tattoo and seeing off the guests, Xu Zhinan received a call from Fang Houyu, asking her to go to the police station.
Xu Zhinan picked out the key points and told him.
Xu Zhinan lowered his eyes and looked at the book in front of the man. It was a recipe book.
He had been here twice before.
Lin Qingye thought about it, it was not safe to eat out, and it would cause Xu Zhinan trouble if he was photographed, but it didn't seem good to order takeout all the time.
Xu Zhinan didn't hide it from her: "Yeah."
Lin Qingye: "What did he say to you on the phone?"
Now that so many years have passed, Xu Zhinan is not sure whether he has been staying in Yancheng, and his local accent has gradually faded. But even though he can't tell whether he is from an ethnic minority, he can feel that it is different from the local accent in Yancheng, and it should be true that he is not. native.
There were too many people around, and she didn't explicitly say she went to the police station.
The police station is busy with the case of the death of a girl in the hotel. It has been reported by many media, and the pressure from public opinion to solve the case is huge.
The police station is busy with the case of the death of a girl in the hotel. It has been reported by many media, and the pressure from public opinion to solve the case is huge.
“…”
"Yeah." He laughed, "Do you dare to eat it?"
She once fantasized about what the murderer of her father would look like, but it was always described as "ferocious" and "hateful". She had never thought about whether the murderer was actually a very, very ordinary person. When you walk into the crowd, you can hardly find it, like a drop in the ocean.
Fang Houyu passed by the hall holding a large stack of documents. When he saw Xu Zhinan, he paused. He handed the documents to someone else and waved to her: "Come, Anan."
She didn't insist any longer, fearing that it would make people suspicious if she showed it too obviously, so she quickly took the first step to pay and leave with the book in her arms.
Lin Qingye pulled out two disposable chopsticks, opened them and handed them to her. He also pulled out a box of wine from underneath and opened a bottle - he hadn't drank for a while since he decided to sing properly.
Xu Zhinan followed him into the back room: "Uncle Fang, is there any new progress in my father's case?"
"I don't know if that person is him, but I can't figure out how to find new evidence. It's been almost five years, and even if there is evidence, it has long been destroyed or contaminated."
"Then I'm quite lucky. I caught up with a good time when the prices didn't increase. But you should also have an increase. The last time I went to the store on Qingfeng Road, the food was just average, and the price was higher than yours..."
"I want to wait for some things to be settled and then stay with him and be nice to him so that he can be happy in the future."
Lin Qingye sat opposite her, also sitting on the ground, listening to her quietly, and put a chopstick dish into her bowl.
"By the way, there will be a singing variety show later. I have sent the company several emails, hoping that you can participate." Wang Qi said, "Are you interested?"
Jiang Yue breathed a sigh of relief visibly: "Why did you suddenly have a fever?" She shook off the water on her hand and touched her forehead, "It's not hot now, has it gone?"
At the end of the signature is a red calligraphy written - Sign under.
"We are just suspicious." Fang Houyu pulled out his chair and turned on the computer. "Look at this video. It is the surveillance video in the corridor given to us in the hotel."
"I have come out." Xu Zhi murmured, "He is still at Xingcheng Bookstore."
This man appeared in the hotel surveillance footage, and Fang Houyu had reason to take him to the police station for questioning.
He reached out and picked up the stick on the table, tossed it up and down, held it again, and pressed hard with his thumb.
"How did you discover this video?"
Xu Zhinan held his head in his hands and watched his movements, then held his own cup and handed it over.
Lin Qingye was too lazy to pay any more attention, put his arm around Xu Zhinan's shoulders and left.
"No, let's just say that the police are investigating now and the hotel has been cordoned off."
"Take a look, see if it's that one."
He played the video, and ten seconds after the video played, a man appeared, wearing a hat, lowering his head. He was so ordinary that he couldn't find any distinctive clothes, and his face couldn't be seen clearly.
He put the lid on the pot, leaned against the kitchen counter and asked, "Are you sure that's the person?"
Even though she had seen the old woman selling pink packets before causing people to vomit and have diarrhea, she did not believe in fortune telling, but her heart skipped a beat when she suddenly saw this fortune teller.
Album production has been much faster since he had a goal. One person is a production team. It is also the first time for Wang Qi to see a singer making an album without anyone having to worry about it.
"This is not certain yet. There is a possibility that the murderer got the tattoo later. It is just a tattoo pattern. You cannot convict just because of the same tattoo. More evidence is needed." Fang Houyu's tone slowed down again, "A Nan, I know you In my current mood, I also really want to get to the bottom of Yuan Wen's case, but we still have to handle the case according to the rules. Su Qian is still in our bureau. Without an arrest warrant, he can only be temporarily detained. During this period, we will continue to find There are other possibilities for breakthroughs, don’t worry, we all hope to solve the case.”
Her mind was in chaos until the girl sitting next to her on the subway patted her: "Sister, cell phone."
Lin Qingye didn't really like recording this kind of variety show. He frowned slightly and finally nodded: "Okay, let's make an appointment first. It's best to coincide with the album's release time."
Fang Houyu paused the screen and zoomed in.
"Why?"
Xu Zhinan recalled Lin Qingye who had just spoken to her against the sunset, a young man in bright clothes and a dazzling horse. She lowered her eyes and curled her lips, and smiled softly: "Not yet."
"Why, you can still drink to drown your sorrows now." Lin Qingye only poured her a small half glass.
A third of the tattoo is exposed under half of the sleeve.
"Well, I must have been too busy recently, so there's nothing big going on."
Xu Zhinan didn't hide it from her: "Yeah."
Fang Houyu also looked at the screen and said nothing.
Xu Zhinan stopped, turned to look at her, and finally walked to her stall.
“…”
Xu Zhinan closed his eyes and said "thank you".
"Yeah." He laughed, "Do you dare to eat it?"
"Take a look, see if it's that one."
She also felt that she was too sensitive. The case her father was involved in was a kidnapping case and it should have nothing to do with it.
"Girl, I hope another village will turn the crisis into an opportunity." The magic stick took out a packet of things wrapped in red paper from the table, "If you take this from me, you will be able to turn the danger into safety. It only costs 5,000 yuan. This is called losing money. Disaster."
"Take a look, see if it's that one."
Jiang Yue nodded and put on toothpaste: "Then you and Lin Qingye are not together yet?"
He glanced over, and the magic stick shook her old bamboo stick tube again. The bamboo sticks made a clanking sound, and then said: "It seems that you have taken the medicine I gave you. How about it, I said, Once you take it, your inner demons will be gone, your illness will be cured, and now your marriage will be back, you should thank me."
Xu Zhinan's pupils shrank, he bent down to take a closer look, and after a moment of silence he said, "...it seems so."
There is a bookstore nearby.
After finishing the tattoo and seeing off the guests, Xu Zhinan received a call from Fang Houyu, asking her to go to the police station.
The police station was not far from Xingcheng Bookstore. The police were dispatched quickly. Xu Zhinan did not stay long. When she walked into the subway station, she heard the sound of a police car, and then the car stopped outside the bookstore.
She talked a lot intermittently.
Xu Zhinan naturally had no objection: "Okay."
"I want to wait for some things to be settled and then stay with him and be nice to him so that he can be happy in the future."
"We compared the tattoo styles in the previous files and found they were very similar. However, because only the lower part was exposed and the surveillance pixels were not very high, we cannot be 100% sure."
Xu Zhinan could not even imagine how such a man, a man who would come to the bookstore to buy cookbooks, could be related to the kidnapping case, and how he could directly set fire to kill people because he was worried about being exposed, and then cruelly insert a dagger into the body when he failed. Father's belly.
"A Nan." Jiang Yue asked thoughtfully, "Were you with Lin Qingye last night?"
"Girl, this is not a good sign." She picked up the lottery and read the words on it, "He Wenxiu was killed. The moon shines on the heavenly book and he is in a quiet period. Suddenly he is hit by clouds and mist and falls into coma. Please be patient and pray that the clouds will dissipate and change at this time. Being good at giving means praying for blessings and prosperity if the family is in trouble or the population is in trouble."
"Can I see what it looks like in its entirety?"
This man appeared in the hotel surveillance footage, and Fang Houyu had reason to take him to the police station for questioning.
Xu Zhinan's heartbeat was very fast. She was so familiar with this tattoo that every line and every detail was deeply engraved in her mind.
Xu Zhinan shook his head.
"Girl, I hope another village will turn the crisis into an opportunity." The magic stick took out a packet of things wrapped in red paper from the table, "If you take this from me, you will be able to turn the danger into safety. It only costs 5,000 yuan. This is called losing money. Disaster."
This man appeared in the hotel surveillance footage, and Fang Houyu had reason to take him to the police station for questioning.
"Totem tattoos are different from other tattoos. Although they are composed of lines, it is unlikely that one-third of them will completely overlap. Moreover, the design of the picture is very subtle, and the combination of flames and snakes is relatively rare. "Xu Zhinan paused, stared at the screen, and whispered, "Uncle Fang, I think this might be the murderer."
Jiang Yue didn't think about anything else. After washing, she immediately went out to the library.
Although it was my first time to cook, the taste was surprisingly good.
He had been here twice before.
It was a rare visit to the bookstore. Xu Zhinan browsed around again and picked two books for himself.
Fang Houyu also looked at the screen and said nothing.
"I want to wait for some things to be settled and then stay with him and be nice to him so that he can be happy in the future."
"I don't know either." She shook her head slightly and looked at the toes of her shoes. "Maybe they have the same tattoo."
Xu Zhinan put down her bag and went into the bathroom to wash her face. Jiang Yue soon came in with a wash cup. The more she thought about it outside, the more something was wrong. Lin Qingye sent her back this early in the morning, so... what about last night?
"How did you discover this video?"
"You're smiling so sweetly even before I'm here." Jiang Yue had a rare teasing look on her face, making it clear that she didn't believe her.
She whispered an apology to the girl and took out her cell phone from her bag. It was Lin Qingye calling: "Do you still have a fever?" he asked.
"The essence is still a variety show, but the topic is singing. In the show, you sing songs and play games. Your album will be released later. It is good to participate in this kind of show."
Xu Zhinan followed him into the back room: "Uncle Fang, is there any new progress in my father's case?"
Xu Zhinan naturally had no objection: "Okay."
Gray clothes and gray trousers, short hair, ordinary appearance, looks to be in his forties or fifties.
"I discovered it accidentally while investigating the death of the girl in the hotel."
The man raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Tattoo artist, you don't look like you."
"Let's talk about it later."
Gray clothes and gray trousers, short hair, ordinary appearance, looks to be in his forties or fifties.
"Girl, I hope another village will turn the crisis into an opportunity." The magic stick took out a packet of things wrapped in red paper from the table, "If you take this from me, you will be able to turn the danger into safety. It only costs 5,000 yuan. This is called losing money. Disaster."
She once fantasized about what the murderer of her father would look like, but it was always described as "ferocious" and "hateful". She had never thought about whether the murderer was actually a very, very ordinary person. When you walk into the crowd, you can hardly find it, like a drop in the ocean.
The price of the powder bag of this God-breaking Stick increased from 500 to 1,000, but now it is so scary for the little girl just to sell it for 5,000 yuan.
The campus is still quiet at this point, with almost no people on the road.
Xu Zhinan noticed her expression, paused for a moment, realized what she had misunderstood, and quickly said: "It's not what you think, it's just that I had a fever yesterday, and then he accompanied me to the hospital. After the injection, It’s already very late, so I won’t come back to disturb your sleep.”
"Is that girl also him...?"
Lin Qingye pinched her shoulders and pulled her aside: "No, I'll do it."
Lin Qingye stood at the door, looking at her silently, and smiled lightly when their eyes met: "Let's eat."
"It's not certain yet. We are still ruling out suicide or homicide. This is just what we discovered during the investigation, so I wanted to ask you to come over and have a look. You saw the tattoo artist who tattooed him yesterday, and you know that he is now In Yancheng or somewhere?"
"A Nan." Jiang Yue asked thoughtfully, "Were you with Lin Qingye last night?"
Xu Zhinan noticed her expression, paused for a moment, realized what she had misunderstood, and quickly said: "It's not what you think, it's just that I had a fever yesterday, and then he accompanied me to the hospital. After the injection, It’s already very late, so I won’t come back to disturb your sleep.”
Xu Zhinan compared it carefully: "Yes, thank you."
Xu Zhinan noticed her expression, paused for a moment, realized what she had misunderstood, and quickly said: "It's not what you think, it's just that I had a fever yesterday, and then he accompanied me to the hospital. After the injection, It’s already very late, so I won’t come back to disturb your sleep.”
This was said to Lin Qingye.
"I don't know if that person is him, but I can't figure out how to find new evidence. It's been almost five years, and even if there is evidence, it has long been destroyed or contaminated."
A third of the tattoo is exposed under half of the sleeve.
Over the years, she had never even seen a similar tattoo. Now that she finally saw one that was exactly the same, it was impossible not to think more about it.
Xu Zhinan shook his head.
"Girl, this is not a good sign." She picked up the lottery and read the words on it, "He Wenxiu was killed. The moon shines on the heavenly book and he is in a quiet period. Suddenly he is hit by clouds and mist and falls into coma. Please be patient and pray that the clouds will dissipate and change at this time. Being good at giving means praying for blessings and prosperity if the family is in trouble or the population is in trouble."
Lin Qingye is currently at Chuanqi Entertainment. After "I Came for a Song" ended, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to the production of a new album. Today, he was asked by Wang Qi to take the album cover photo.
The police station was not far from Xingcheng Bookstore. The police were dispatched quickly. Xu Zhinan did not stay long. When she walked into the subway station, she heard the sound of a police car, and then the car stopped outside the bookstore.
"This is not certain yet. There is a possibility that the murderer got the tattoo later. It is just a tattoo pattern. You cannot convict just because of the same tattoo. More evidence is needed." Fang Houyu's tone slowed down again, "A Nan, I know you In my current mood, I also really want to get to the bottom of Yuan Wen's case, but we still have to handle the case according to the rules. Su Qian is still in our bureau. Without an arrest warrant, he can only be temporarily detained. During this period, we will continue to find There are other possibilities for breakthroughs, don’t worry, we all hope to solve the case.”
She talked a lot intermittently.
"Yueyue." Xu Zhinan said frankly, "I found that I still like him very much."
Fang Houyu looked at her expression, sighed, and patted her shoulder: "Okay, I'm just confirming, don't think too much."
Xu Zhi murmured for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at him without moving: "What?"
Xu Zhinan could not even imagine how such a man, a man who would come to the bookstore to buy cookbooks, could be related to the kidnapping case, and how he could directly set fire to kill people because he was worried about being exposed, and then cruelly insert a dagger into the body when he failed. Father's belly.
“…”
"Well, thank you Uncle Fang."
Xu Zhinan noticed her expression, paused for a moment, realized what she had misunderstood, and quickly said: "It's not what you think, it's just that I had a fever yesterday, and then he accompanied me to the hospital. After the injection, It’s already very late, so I won’t come back to disturb your sleep.”
Lin Qingye was serious about cooking for the first time. He had never done it before, so he searched for a few recipes on his mobile phone.
"You still know this."
The police station is busy with the case of the death of a girl in the hotel. It has been reported by many media, and the pressure from public opinion to solve the case is huge.
"Let's talk about it later."
"Are you next to him now?!" Fang Houyu stood up from the chair, "Don't get close to him A Nan, nothing is clear yet, please pay attention to your own safety."
[Yueyue: This version. ]
Xu Zhinan didn't stay long, everyone was busy, and she quickly left the police station.
Lin Qingye had also met Xu Yuanwen. In the first two years of Xu Zhinan's high school, he could often see Xu Yuanwen picking her up from school.
"In the five-star hotel on the street next to me, when the cleaning staff was cleaning the room, they found a little girl dead inside. It was so scary. It must be a murder. I was so close. I also stayed in that hotel. , I won’t dare to live here again.”
As the sun set, she stood on the steps, looking at the pedestrians coming and going on the road opposite, feeling a little tired for no reason.
Xu Zhinan didn't hide it from her: "Yeah."
After hanging up the phone, she stood there for a while, then rubbed her eyes hard and raised her head again.
She sent another picture.
Jiang Yue didn't think about anything else. After washing, she immediately went out to the library.
The old magic stick smiled leisurely and handed the bamboo stick tube forward: "Take it."
Fang Houyu also looked at the screen and said nothing.
"Playing songs?"
He looked focused, pressed his slender fingertips, his broken hair fell from his forehead, and asked quietly: "Why did you go to the police station today?"
The phone vibrated, and Jiang Yue sent a message.
His hands were very beautiful. He was holding a knife to cut vegetables, and he pressed down on the knife's surface.
If that person just now was really...
The police station is busy with the case of the death of a girl in the hotel. It has been reported by many media, and the pressure from public opinion to solve the case is huge.
After hanging up the phone, she stood there for a while, then rubbed her eyes hard and raised her head again.
[Yueyue: Ah Nan, are you in the store? Can you help me drop by the bookstore to buy a book. ]
Xu Zhinan smoked one and took it out.
There is a bookstore nearby.
[Yueyue: I couldn’t find the version I wanted online. I need that material for the online class tomorrow, but I’m afraid I won’t be able to make it in time. ]
After choosing, she was about to pay, but she suddenly paused and looked straight at the man not far away.
Jiang Yue nodded and put on toothpaste: "Then you and Lin Qingye are not together yet?"
Xu Zhinan shook his head.
The man had a faint smile, he was peaceful and ordinary, and it was difficult to connect him with the case.
Fang Houyu called at this time.
Xu Zhinan was stunned and looked up at himself in the mirror.
"No." She took a shallow sip, "I'm just a little thirsty."
She sent another picture.
"This is not certain yet. There is a possibility that the murderer got the tattoo later. It is just a tattoo pattern. You cannot convict just because of the same tattoo. More evidence is needed." Fang Houyu's tone slowed down again, "A Nan, I know you In my current mood, I also really want to get to the bottom of Yuan Wen's case, but we still have to handle the case according to the rules. Su Qian is still in our bureau. Without an arrest warrant, he can only be temporarily detained. During this period, we will continue to find There are other possibilities for breakthroughs, don’t worry, we all hope to solve the case.”
Approaching, Xu Zhinan walked around to his right side, and finally saw clearly the tattoo on the upper side of his right arm, which was mostly covered by his sleeve.
"I'm a tattoo artist."
"Then you still don't agree to him? He has been chasing you for a long time, right?"
Fang Houyu passed by the hall holding a large stack of documents. When he saw Xu Zhinan, he paused. He handed the documents to someone else and waved to her: "Come, Anan."
The campus is still quiet at this point, with almost no people on the road.
"Yeah." He laughed, "Do you dare to eat it?"
[Yueyue: This version. ]
"...Oh." She was shocked, but she tried her best to pretend to have a normal reaction, which looked very funny.
"Is that girl also him...?"
He glanced over, and the magic stick shook her old bamboo stick tube again. The bamboo sticks made a clanking sound, and then said: "It seems that you have taken the medicine I gave you. How about it, I said, Once you take it, your inner demons will be gone, your illness will be cured, and now your marriage will be back, you should thank me."
"No, someone sent me back."
Xu Zhinan glanced at it and replied "Okay".
"The forensic report just came out, ruling out the possibility of homicide. The deceased committed suicide." Fang Houyu, "In addition, we asked to see his tattoos, which are indeed consistent with your father's case."
Xu Zhinan looked at the tattoo on his arm quietly: "Uncle, your tattoo is quite beautiful."
After walking a few steps further, I saw the fortune-telling stall again, the old magician who was certified by Xu Zhinan as a liar.
Lin Qingye took her bag and put it on the sofa. He poured her a glass of warm water. Then he walked to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of ice water and drank half of it. Then he asked, "What do you want to eat?"
Xu Zhinan lowered his eyes and looked at the book in front of the man. It was a recipe book.
Jiang Yue just got up and was startled when he saw her. Zhao Qian was still sleeping. She said in a low voice: "A Nan, why are you back so early? Did you come back by subway?"
There is a bookstore nearby.
Xu Zhinan told him everything that happened today, speaking very slowly and without any obvious emotion.
Xu Zhinan noticed her expression, paused for a moment, realized what she had misunderstood, and quickly said: "It's not what you think, it's just that I had a fever yesterday, and then he accompanied me to the hospital. After the injection, It’s already very late, so I won’t come back to disturb your sleep.”
There wasn't even a decent dining table in the studio. He put all the cooked dishes on the coffee table outside, then put the pillows on the sofa on the floor as cushions, and pulled Xu Zhinan to sit down.
Xu Zhinan walked over and showed the photo to the bookstore staff. He led Xu Zhinan over and picked up a book: "See if it's this one."
Xu Zhinan's sight was blocked by his wide hat and he didn't pay attention until a voice said next to him: "You haven't been here for a long time."
"How did you discover this video?"
"It should be gone, I don't feel uncomfortable anymore."
Fang Houyu looked at her expression, sighed, and patted her shoulder: "Okay, I'm just confirming, don't think too much."
"No, let's just say that the police are investigating now and the hotel has been cordoned off."
Xu Zhinan compared it carefully: "Yes, thank you."
"Yeah." He laughed, "Do you dare to eat it?"
When the red letter was illuminated by a light bulb, it looked like blood.
"Well, thank you Uncle Fang."
The guest raised his hand and waved it in front of her eyes: "A Nan?"
Xu Zhinan shook his head and said nothing more.
Xu Zhinan watched him wash, and then looked at the almost unused kitchen, and couldn't help but ask: "Can you cook?"
She used to love reading, mostly for leisure, and her parents never restricted her. The bookcase in her bedroom was full of books on the wall, but she didn't read much after she went to college.
There wasn't even a decent dining table in the studio. He put all the cooked dishes on the coffee table outside, then put the pillows on the sofa on the floor as cushions, and pulled Xu Zhinan to sit down.
But she just always felt flustered.
Xu Zhinan lowered his eyes and looked at the book in front of the man. It was a recipe book.
"Well, the price of tattoos has not increased, but the price of design drafts has increased." Xu Zhi murmured, "But it may increase after a while."
It was a rare visit to the bookstore. Xu Zhinan browsed around again and picked two books for himself.
This was said to Lin Qingye.
Xu Zhinan paused: "Did you say how you died?"
Xu Zhinan pursed his lips: "Then, is he related to that case?"
Fang Houyu called at this time.
"It's not bad." Xu Zhi sniffed. He didn't know if it was because of drinking, but his ears and eyes felt hot.
"Take a look, see if it's that one."
After choosing, she was about to pay, but she suddenly paused and looked straight at the man not far away.
Xu Zhinan only slept for a while while taking the injection last night. Now she returned to the dormitory and gradually felt sleepy. She took a nap and then went to the tattoo shop after getting up.
"Let's talk about it later."
He glanced over, and the magic stick shook her old bamboo stick tube again. The bamboo sticks made a clanking sound, and then said: "It seems that you have taken the medicine I gave you. How about it, I said, Once you take it, your inner demons will be gone, your illness will be cured, and now your marriage will be back, you should thank me."
“…”
He looked focused, pressed his slender fingertips, his broken hair fell from his forehead, and asked quietly: "Why did you go to the police station today?"
"If he is really the murderer of my father, he is so close, but he can only be released when the detention time is up..." Xu Zhi murmured and lowered his head, "I am really unwilling to give in, why should he You can get away with it.”
Xu Zhinan unconsciously exerted force on his fingertips and dug into his palm.
Lin Qingye: "..."
Gray clothes and gray trousers, short hair, ordinary appearance, looks to be in his forties or fifties.
After hearing this, Lin Qingye paused with the tip of his knife, and then made the final cut. He put the ingredients into the newly heated oil pan. The water was not drained, and the oil stars splashed out.
"Well, thank you Uncle Fang."
He played the video, and ten seconds after the video played, a man appeared, wearing a hat, lowering his head. He was so ordinary that he couldn't find any distinctive clothes, and his face couldn't be seen clearly.
Even though she had seen the old woman selling pink packets before causing people to vomit and have diarrhea, she did not believe in fortune telling, but her heart skipped a beat when she suddenly saw this fortune teller.
"It's not certain yet. We are still ruling out suicide or homicide. This is just what we discovered during the investigation, so I wanted to ask you to come over and have a look. You saw the tattoo artist who tattooed him yesterday, and you know that he is now In Yancheng or somewhere?"
Xu Zhinan had never seen his face before, but suddenly and strangely, he felt that the man in front of him coincided with the man passing by on the hotel surveillance camera.
Even though she had seen the old woman selling pink packets before causing people to vomit and have diarrhea, she did not believe in fortune telling, but her heart skipped a beat when she suddenly saw this fortune teller.
Xu Zhinan was watching from the side.
She held the book tightly with her fingers, tried to steady her steps, and walked towards him.
The man had a faint smile, he was peaceful and ordinary, and it was difficult to connect him with the case.
"Well, my father is the one who cooks at home." Xu Zhinan pretended to be calm, "Uncle, are you the one who cooks at home?"
Xu Zhinan picked out the key points and told him.
There were drops of water on the girl's face, her lips were red and her teeth were white. After hearing Jiang Yue's words, she subconsciously straightened the corners of her mouth, but the smile still emerged from her eyes, clear and clear, like a clear spring with ripples.
Xu Zhinan watched him wash, and then looked at the almost unused kitchen, and couldn't help but ask: "Can you cook?"
Approaching, Xu Zhinan walked around to his right side, and finally saw clearly the tattoo on the upper side of his right arm, which was mostly covered by his sleeve.
I thought of what Brother Lu mentioned before - his accent is not from Yancheng, and is a bit like an ethnic minority.
There were too many people around, and she didn't explicitly say she went to the police station.
"I discovered it accidentally while investigating the death of the girl in the hotel."
At this moment, she could hardly tell whether her heartbeat had stopped or was beating wildly. She also had tinnitus for a moment. Her mind went blank but she seemed to be extremely calm.
"How did you discover this video?"
He reached out and picked up the stick on the table, tossed it up and down, held it again, and pressed hard with his thumb.
As the sun set, she stood on the steps, looking at the pedestrians coming and going on the road opposite, feeling a little tired for no reason.
There is a bookstore nearby.
"The price hasn't been increased. Didn't they all win the championship?"
Xu Zhinan lowered his eyes and looked at the book in front of the man. It was a recipe book.
Xu Zhinan walked over and showed the photo to the bookstore staff. He led Xu Zhinan over and picked up a book: "See if it's this one."
The price of the powder bag of this God-breaking Stick increased from 500 to 1,000, but now it is so scary for the little girl just to sell it for 5,000 yuan.
Lin Qingye didn't really like recording this kind of variety show. He frowned slightly and finally nodded: "Okay, let's make an appointment first. It's best to coincide with the album's release time."
She gritted her teeth, stretched out her hand, and picked up the cookbook in front of him. The man beside her also turned his head and looked over. His voice was very soft, and he looked at her and said, "Nowadays, little girls like you love to cook. There seems to be less of it. I heard that it is now fashionable for men to cook.”
"The price hasn't been increased. Didn't they all win the championship?"
"No need." Xu Zhinan nodded politely, "Thank you, grandma."
The phone vibrated, and Jiang Yue sent a message.
"A Nan, that man's name is Su Qin." Fang Houyu said, "We have ruled out the possibility that he is the murderer of the hotel case."
Xu Zhinan didn't stay long, everyone was busy, and she quickly left the police station.
Xu Zhi looked at it intently without saying a word.
The man had a faint smile, he was peaceful and ordinary, and it was difficult to connect him with the case.
Even though she had seen the old woman selling pink packets before causing people to vomit and have diarrhea, she did not believe in fortune telling, but her heart skipped a beat when she suddenly saw this fortune teller.
She gritted her teeth, stretched out her hand, and picked up the cookbook in front of him. The man beside her also turned his head and looked over. His voice was very soft, and he looked at her and said, "Nowadays, little girls like you love to cook. There seems to be less of it. I heard that it is now fashionable for men to cook.”
"Then you still don't agree to him? He has been chasing you for a long time, right?"
The phone vibrated, and Jiang Yue sent a message.
Lin Qingye hugged her, patted her back, and then stroked her hair: "Don't be afraid A Nan, I'm here."
"Same as before."
She whispered an apology to the girl and took out her cell phone from her bag. It was Lin Qingye calling: "Do you still have a fever?" he asked.
"In the five-star hotel on the street next to me, when the cleaning staff was cleaning the room, they found a little girl dead inside. It was so scary. It must be a murder. I was so close. I also stayed in that hotel. , I won’t dare to live here again.”
Xu Zhinan unconsciously exerted force on his fingertips and dug into his palm.
"No need." Xu Zhinan nodded politely, "Thank you, grandma."
"I want to wait for some things to be settled and then stay with him and be nice to him so that he can be happy in the future."
Xu Zhinan didn't stay long, everyone was busy, and she quickly left the police station.
"Just drink a little." Xu Zhi muttered.
She thought Xu Zhinan had gone home when he didn't return to the dormitory yesterday.
I thought of what Brother Lu mentioned before - his accent is not from Yancheng, and is a bit like an ethnic minority.
Xu Zhinan closed his eyes and said "thank you".
Xu Zhinan hasn't been here for a long time.
Xu Zhinan hasn't been here for a long time.
Xu Zhinan was just about to leave when he heard her say again: "Girl, I think you are also in trouble. Why don't you tell your fortune? It's not expensive. It will give you peace of mind. It can also help you to revive your branches and make dead trees bloom again in spring." ”
"I have come out." Xu Zhi murmured, "He is still at Xingcheng Bookstore."
"The essence is still a variety show, but the topic is singing. In the show, you sing songs and play games. Your album will be released later. It is good to participate in this kind of show."
Lin Qingye was too lazy to pay any more attention, put his arm around Xu Zhinan's shoulders and left.
"How did you discover this video?"
Now that so many years have passed, Xu Zhinan is not sure whether he has been staying in Yancheng, and his local accent has gradually faded. But even though he can't tell whether he is from an ethnic minority, he can feel that it is different from the local accent in Yancheng, and it should be true that he is not. native.
But I always felt unsure, and I kept thinking about it during the tattoo process.
"No." She took a shallow sip, "I'm just a little thirsty."
Xu Zhi looked at it intently without saying a word.
"Well, my father is the one who cooks at home." Xu Zhinan pretended to be calm, "Uncle, are you the one who cooks at home?"
Xu Zhinan stepped forward: "I'll do it."
As soon as Xu Zhinan got out of the subway station, she saw Lin Qingye's car parked on the opposite road. The green light was on in front of the zebra crossing, and she trotted over.
broken.
"I don't know either." She shook her head slightly and looked at the toes of her shoes. "Maybe they have the same tattoo."
Xu Zhinan picked out the key points and told him.
A third of the tattoo is exposed under half of the sleeve.
"A Nan, that man's name is Su Qin." Fang Houyu said, "We have ruled out the possibility that he is the murderer of the hotel case."
"Yeah, no, come buy a cookbook and learn from it." He picked up a brand new one.
Nearly two hours had passed by the time I was ready to leave after dinner.
Xu Zhinan didn't stay long, everyone was busy, and she quickly left the police station.
"I have come out." Xu Zhi murmured, "He is still at Xingcheng Bookstore."
Fang Houyu called at this time.
"Well, thank you Uncle Fang."
Xu Zhinan's heartbeat was very fast. She was so familiar with this tattoo that every line and every detail was deeply engraved in her mind.
She talked a lot intermittently.
"Same as before."
Xu Zhinan looked at the tattoo on his arm quietly: "Uncle, your tattoo is quite beautiful."
She whispered an apology to the girl and took out her cell phone from her bag. It was Lin Qingye calling: "Do you still have a fever?" he asked.
"A Nan, that man's name is Su Qin." Fang Houyu said, "We have ruled out the possibility that he is the murderer of the hotel case."
At this moment, she could hardly tell whether her heartbeat had stopped or was beating wildly. She also had tinnitus for a moment. Her mind went blank but she seemed to be extremely calm.
Lin Qingye thought about it, it was not safe to eat out, and it would cause Xu Zhinan trouble if he was photographed, but it didn't seem good to order takeout all the time.
方侯宇也同样看着屏幕，没说话。
许知喃心跳很快，她对这个纹身太熟悉了，每个线条每个细节都深深刻在脑子里。
“因为我爸爸是警察，我小时候很喜欢看刑侦片，我还记得看过的一个外国的刑侦片，讲的是明明已经基本确定凶手是谁了，就差最后的DNA化验结果了，但好不容易结果终于出来，却已经过了诉讼时效，不作数了。”
［月月：这个版本的。］
“你还知道这些啊。”
可总归觉得心里没底，纹身过程中也总想着这件事。
再往前走没几步路，竟又见着了算卦摊儿，那个被许知喃认证骗人的老神棍。
走到门口，男人还没出来，许知喃给方侯宇打电话说了这件事。
许知喃喝了不少酒，脸有点儿红，但林清野拿出来那瓶酒酒精度数不高，倒也没醉。
“旁边那条街上的五星酒店，保洁打扫房间时发现里头有个小姑娘在里头死了，好吓人啊，这肯定是谋杀案吧，我靠居然这么近，我还去那家酒店住过，以后可再也不敢住了。”
“我是刺青师。”
“那你还不答应他？他也追你挺久的了吧？”
“… ”
许知喃摇摇头，没有多说。
“打歌？”
男人几分诧异地扬了下眉：“刺青师啊，看你样子不像啊。”
“那个女孩儿，也是他… 吗？”
这个点校园也还是宁静的, 路上几乎没有人。
“本质还是综艺，但是是以打歌为话题的，节目里头就唱个歌、玩个游戏，后面你专辑要出来，参加这种节目挺好的。”
“… 哦。”她满心震惊, 却又要拼命装出正常的反应，样子看着很是搞笑。
难得来书店，许知喃又逛了一圈，自己也挑了两本。
“我能看看它完整的是什么样子吗？”
许知喃一愣，抬头看镜子里的自己。
“我也不知道。”她轻摇头，看着自己鞋尖，“也有可能是纹了一样的纹身。”
林清野坐在她对面，也同样坐在地上，安静听她讲，往她碗里夹了一筷子菜。
许知喃摇头。
“没，刚才去了趟方叔叔那。”
男人并未将袖子卷起来，笑道：“没什么好看的，挺久的了，当初年轻不懂事纹着玩儿的，我本来还打算去洗掉呢，又觉得年纪都这么大了没什么必要。”
“那我运气还挺好，赶上了没涨价的好时候，不过你这也应该涨的，我上回去庆丰路那家，做的也就一般，价格比你… 。”
“这我知道。”王启点了支烟，问，“一会儿一起去吃个饭吗？”
许知喃回想起方才迎着夕阳跟她说话的林清野，鲜衣怒马耀眼的少年，她垂眸勾唇，轻轻笑了一声：“还没。”
她咬紧牙根，手伸过去，拿起了他面前的那本菜谱，身侧的男人也偏头看过来，他声音很柔和，看着她说：“现在像你这种小姑娘爱做饭的好像少有了，听说现在都时兴男人做饭了。”
“我是刺青师。”
“你还知道这些啊。”
“因为我爸爸是警察，我小时候很喜欢看刑侦片，我还记得看过的一个外国的刑侦片，讲的是明明已经基本确定凶手是谁了，就差最后的DNA化验结果了，但好不容易结果终于出来，却已经过了诉讼时效，不作数了。”
林清野也算是见过许元汶，在许知喃高中前两年，他经常能看到许元汶去接她放学。
即便没能看到纹身的完整图案，但这样近距离观察过，许知喃几乎已经可以确定，这就是那副火焰与蛇组合而成的图腾。
［月月：这个版本的。］
“那个女孩儿，也是他… 吗？”
虽然是第一次下厨，但味道竟然都出乎意料的不错。
她没再坚持，怕表现得明显了就会让人怀疑，很快就抱着书率先付钱离开。
许知喃垂眸看男人面前的书，是一本菜谱。
这个点校园也还是宁静的, 路上几乎没有人。
林清野听完，刀尖一顿，而后才落下最后一刀，将食材放入了刚刚烧热的油锅里，水没沥干，油星噼里啪啦地溅出来。
走到门口，男人还没出来，许知喃给方侯宇打电话说了这件事。
许知喃步行过去，给书店工作人员看了那张照片，他领许知喃过去，拿起一本：“你看看是不是这个。”
姜月点点头，挤上牙膏：“那你和林清野还没在一起哦？”
许知喃仔细比对了：“是的，谢谢。”
许知喃被宽大的帽子挡了视线，没注意，直到一个声音在旁边说：“你可好久没来了啊。”
红字被灯泡一照，像是鲜血淋淋。
［月月：我网上看没找到我要的那个版本的，明天听的网课要那本资料，我怕来不及了。］
“你现在在他旁边？！”方侯宇蹭的从椅子上站起来，“你别靠近他阿喃，什么事情都还没明晰，你自己注意安全。”
“本质还是综艺，但是是以打歌为话题的，节目里头就唱个歌、玩个游戏，后面你专辑要出来，参加这种节目挺好的。”
许知喃这才发现手机已经响了好一会儿了，她没留意。
周围人太多，她也没明确说去了警局。
林清野正在传啓娱乐，《我为歌来》结束后他便全心投入到新专辑的制作中，今天被王启叫去拍专辑封面照。
“没有，别人送我回来的。”
他伸手捞起桌上那支签子，上下一抛，又握住，拇指用力一按。
林清野懒得再理会，揽过许知喃的肩就走。
许知喃这才发现手机已经响了好一会儿了，她没留意。
“我已经出来了。”许知喃说，“他现在还在星诚书店。”
客人抬手在她眼前挥了挥：“阿喃？”
她跟那女生低声说了句抱歉，从包里翻出手机，是林清野打来的：“还有发烧吗？”他问。
林清野懒得再理会，揽过许知喃的肩就走。
“还好。”许知喃吸了吸鼻子，也不知是不是因为喝了酒的关系，耳朵和眼眶发烫。
许知喃垂眸看男人面前的书，是一本菜谱。
“行，我们这边马上出警。”
许知喃抽一支，拿出来。
“你现在在他旁边？！”方侯宇蹭的从椅子上站起来，“你别靠近他阿喃，什么事情都还没明晰，你自己注意安全。”
［月月：这个版本的。］
老神棍悠悠地笑，将竹签筒递上前：“抽吧。”
她跟那女生低声说了句抱歉，从包里翻出手机，是林清野打来的：“还有发烧吗？”他问。
男人带着浅淡笑意，平和又普通，难以将他跟案件联系起来。
自己也觉得是自己太敏感了，她爸爸涉及的案件是绑架案，跟这个应该没有关系。
这男人出现在酒店监控画面中，方侯宇有理由将他带去警局问话。
“如果他真的是杀害我爸爸的凶手，明明已经离得这么近，却关押时间一到就只能把他放出来… ”许知喃头低下去，“我真的不甘心，凭什么他可以逍遥法外。”
姜月肉眼可见地松了口气：“你怎么突然发烧了？”她甩了甩手上的水, 摸她额头，“现在倒是不烫，退了吗？”
“你看一下，是不是那个。”
“这我知道。”王启点了支烟，问，“一会儿一起去吃个饭吗？”
“是啊，这不，来买本菜谱学习一下。”他又拿起崭新的一本。
警局离星诚书店不远，出警很快，许知喃没有久留，她走进地铁站的同时，听到警车的声音，而后车停在了书店外。
警局离星诚书店不远，出警很快，许知喃没有久留，她走进地铁站的同时，听到警车的声音，而后车停在了书店外。
她回神，说了句抱歉，又继续纹。
许知喃扯了下口罩，仰头看她一眼：“怎么了？”
工作室内亮白的白炽灯悬在头顶，其中一个灯管有点接触不良，忽闪了下。
少女脸上粘着水珠，唇红齿白，听到姜月的话后下意识扯平了嘴角，但笑意依旧从眼底冒出来，清凌凌的，像是漾开波纹的清泉。
姜月刚起床, 见到她一愣, 赵茜还在睡觉，她压着声：“阿喃，你怎么这么早回来了啊，坐地铁回来的吗？”
许知喃回想起方才迎着夕阳跟她说话的林清野，鲜衣怒马耀眼的少年，她垂眸勾唇，轻轻笑了一声：“还没。”
坐上地铁，许知喃后知后觉地开始觉得腿软，好在地铁上有空座，不至于太狼狈。
如今这么多年过去，许知喃不确定他是不是一直待在堰城，乡音也逐渐褪去，可纵使听不出来是否是少数民族，但能感觉到和堰城本地口音不尽相同，应该的确不是本地人。
林清野也算是见过许元汶，在许知喃高中前两年，他经常能看到许元汶去接她放学。
她咬紧牙根，手伸过去，拿起了他面前的那本菜谱，身侧的男人也偏头看过来，他声音很柔和，看着她说：“现在像你这种小姑娘爱做饭的好像少有了，听说现在都时兴男人做饭了。”
“我也不知道。”她轻摇头，看着自己鞋尖，“也有可能是纹了一样的纹身。”
“法医报告刚才出来了，排除了凶杀可能性，死者是自杀。”方侯宇，“另外我们要求看了他的纹身，的确和你爸爸那个案子完全吻合。”
他拿出个盆，将食材倒进去，站在洗手台前，拧开水龙头。
许知喃昨晚只打针时睡了一会儿，这会儿一回寝室渐渐的也睡意袭来，她睡了个午觉，起来后才去刺青店。
她曾经幻想过，杀害父亲的凶手会是什么样的，可总能跟“凶神恶煞”、“面目可憎”挂钩，她从来没想过，那个凶手，会不会其实是一个非常非常普通的人，走入人群中就几乎再找不到，像是沧海一粟。
“怎么，现在还会借酒消愁了啊。”林清野只给她倒了小半杯。
许知喃仔细比对了：“是的，谢谢。”
她回神，说了句抱歉，又继续纹。
“… 哦。”她满心震惊, 却又要拼命装出正常的反应，样子看着很是搞笑。
许知喃定定看着，没说话。
许知喃没瞒她：“嗯。”
如果刚才那个人，真的是…
这工作室设施简陋，没有他公寓那么气派，厨房也是极普通的那种，瓷片贴就的厨台，洗手池的水龙头也是老式的。
如果刚才那个人，真的是…
许知喃甚至都难以想象，这样一个人，一个会来书店买食谱的男人，怎么会跟绑架案关联，又怎么会因为担心暴露直接放火杀人，没成功后又狠心把一把匕首插|进父亲的小腹。
他看了她一眼，捏着她手腕停下了，而后将她身上那件外套扣起来，拉链拉到顶，连带着帽子也覆到脑袋上。
“没涨价啊，不是都拿到冠军了吗？”
方侯宇在这时候打电话过来。
自从有了目标后专辑制作也快许多，一个人就是一个制作团队，王启也是头一回见一个歌手做专辑这么不用人操心的。
“没有，别人送我回来的。”
工作室里头连张像样的餐桌都没有，他将做好的菜都放到外面茶几上，而后将沙发上的抱枕放地上当坐垫，拉着许知喃坐下。
她脑海中乱糟糟的，直到地铁上坐她旁边的女生拍了她一下：“姐姐，手机。”
Xu Zhinan said nothing, thinking deeply.
Lin Qingye: "..."
She talked a lot intermittently.
He had been here twice before.
"Anything is fine." Xu Zhi murmured, "Do you want to do it?"
"I want to wait for some things to be settled and then stay with him and be nice to him so that he can be happy in the future."
Xu Zhinan lowered his eyes and looked at the book in front of the man. It was a recipe book.
"Is that girl also him...?"
Only then did Xu Zhinan realize that her phone had been ringing for a while, and she didn't pay attention.
"In the five-star hotel on the street next to me, when the cleaning staff was cleaning the room, they found a little girl dead inside. It was so scary. It must be a murder. I was so close. I also stayed in that hotel. , I won’t dare to live here again.”
She also felt that she was too sensitive. The case her father was involved in was a kidnapping case and it should have nothing to do with it.
Xu Zhinan hasn't been here for a long time.
broken.
Now that the weather was getting cold at night, Lin Qingye took a coat from the back room and put it on her, then put on a mask and hat to send her back to school.
She whispered an apology to the girl and took out her cell phone from her bag. It was Lin Qingye calling: "Do you still have a fever?" he asked.
[Yueyue: I couldn’t find the version I wanted online. I need that material for the online class tomorrow, but I’m afraid I won’t be able to make it in time. ]
"The essence is still a variety show, but the topic is singing. In the show, you sing songs and play games. Your album will be released later. It is good to participate in this kind of show."
Xu Zhinan drank a lot of wine and his face was a little red, but the alcohol content of the bottle of wine Lin Qingye took out was not high, so he was not drunk at all.
Xu Zhinan recalled Lin Qingye who had just spoken to her against the sunset, a young man in bright clothes and a dazzling horse. She lowered her eyes and curled her lips, and smiled softly: "Not yet."
"It should be gone, I don't feel uncomfortable anymore."
"Why don't you go to my studio? The refrigerator there was just filled with stuff when Fourteen and the others came here."
Xu Zhi murmured, pulling off his mask and looking up at her: "What's wrong?"
The customer sat on the work bed and received anesthesia. It didn't hurt at all. He was playing with his mobile phone and chatting with Xu Zhinan: "How much does a tattoo like this cost for you now?"
Jiang Yue nodded and put on toothpaste: "Then you and Lin Qingye are not together yet?"
Although the totem pattern was designed by Lu Xihe, some tattoo artists will steal other people's patterns, and some customers who don't understand tattoos will directly take photos of other people's tattoos and request an exact tattoo.
After hearing this, Lin Qingye paused with the tip of his knife, and then made the final cut. He put the ingredients into the newly heated oil pan. The water was not drained, and the oil stars splashed out.
Xu Zhinan naturally had no objection: "Okay."
Xu Zhinan followed him into the back room: "Uncle Fang, is there any new progress in my father's case?"
"in the shop?"
"I have come out." Xu Zhi murmured, "He is still at Xingcheng Bookstore."
"I want to wait for some things to be settled and then stay with him and be nice to him so that he can be happy in the future."
Lin Qingye: "..."
Lin Qingye was serious about cooking for the first time. He had never done it before, so he searched for a few recipes on his mobile phone.
"No, I just went to Uncle Fang's place."
"Playing songs?"
He had been here twice before.
Xu Zhinan said nothing, thinking deeply.
"Can I see what it looks like in its entirety?"
The customer sat on the work bed and received anesthesia. It didn't hurt at all. He was playing with his mobile phone and chatting with Xu Zhinan: "How much does a tattoo like this cost for you now?"
There were too many people around, and she didn't explicitly say she went to the police station.
Although the totem pattern was designed by Lu Xihe, some tattoo artists will steal other people's patterns, and some customers who don't understand tattoos will directly take photos of other people's tattoos and request an exact tattoo.
He played the video, and ten seconds after the video played, a man appeared, wearing a hat, lowering his head. He was so ordinary that he couldn't find any distinctive clothes, and his face couldn't be seen clearly.
After choosing, she was about to pay, but she suddenly paused and looked straight at the man not far away.
Album production has been much faster since he had a goal. One person is a production team. It is also the first time for Wang Qi to see a singer making an album without anyone having to worry about it.
"Playing songs?"
Lin Qingye paused: "Why are you there?"
Nearly two hours had passed by the time I was ready to leave after dinner.
Xu Zhinan shook his head.
She sent another picture.
Lin Qingye pinched her shoulders and pulled her aside: "No, I'll do it."
Fang Houyu passed by the hall holding a large stack of documents. When he saw Xu Zhinan, he paused. He handed the documents to someone else and waved to her: "Come, Anan."
Xu Zhinan paused: "Did you say how you died?"
[Yueyue: I couldn’t find the version I wanted online. I need that material for the online class tomorrow, but I’m afraid I won’t be able to make it in time. ]
He took out a basin, poured the ingredients into it, stood in front of the sink, and turned on the faucet.
"Let's talk about it later."
"Same as before."
The bright white incandescent lights in the studio hung overhead. One of the light tubes had a poor contact and flickered.