Yuwen paused, "I understand what you mean, and I also know that it is very difficult to find the murderer, but as long as I can walk for a day, I will not give up and leave."
He turned and walked out of the house.
Although Feng Feng felt that his back was indeed pitifully lonely, she didn't dare to say any more words of sympathy.
Duan Gao sighed, "I didn't expect that the book I wrote would actually happen in reality one day. After a while, I'm afraid that the police will come to my door."
"Dad, you don't have to think so much." Duan Mu comforted, "The two cases that happened in the hotel may also be the murderer's copycat crime after reading your book."
"If this is the case... I will also be responsible for the two dead people."
Feng Feng also said: "Uncle, it's none of your business. It's not you who killed someone. The murderer should be responsible. It's like a person who fell off his bicycle. He can't be blamed." Is it the bike's fault?"
"The scenery is right, you don't have to put too much pressure on yourself."
Duan Gao smiled, "It's a lot easier for me to have you two young people talking to me. By the way, this is the first time Miss Xia has come to my house. I'll get you a glass of water."
Before Feng Feng waved his hand and said no, Duan Gao had already walked into the kitchen.
"Your father is so warm..." Feng Jing sighed, and then glanced at the room, "And these tinkling decorations are really romantic."
"Besides writing, my dad just likes to collect these things." Duan Mu looked down at her and said, "He said that listening to these pleasant voices would make him more inspired."
Feng Feng doesn't think so, if she were to create...she would want to be as quiet as possible, and unexpectedly, she saw a photo on the table, and she recognized the man on it as a much younger Duan Gao, but That beautiful woman... she asked curiously: "Is this your mother?"
"Yes." Duan Mu's eyes lost the smile, "but not now."
"Why do you say that?"
"In the past, when my father was not famous, she couldn't stand such a poor life. She left with other men and never came back."
Feng Jing couldn't help biting her finger, thinking that she had asked a very bad question.
Seeing her cautious appearance, Duan Mu smiled, "Don't worry, the matter is over, I won't feel sad."
"Hmm..." She responded softly.
Duan Mu wanted to hug her, but Duan Gao had already walked out, so he could only give up and rubbed the top of her head instead. In the evening, Duan Mu left with the scenery and sent her back.
When we parted, in the afterglow of the evening sun, Duan Mu kissed her on the brow, "Tomorrow I will pick you up to play."
"Okay, see you tomorrow." She nodded with a sweet smile, waved to him again, and happily ran into the gate of Xia's house.
As happy as she was, Xia Chao who was sitting in the living room was so unhappy, but now Jingming ignored him directly, and went upstairs to her room without even saying hello.
Xia Chao was even angrier.
The next day was a cool day. After getting dressed early, she was sitting in the room playing with her mobile phone, waiting for Duan Mu to pick her up. As soon as the phone rang, she immediately connected, "Duan Mu, when are you coming over? "
"Miss Xia..."
She was stunned for a while when she heard the voice, "Yao Feng, what are you doing calling me on Duan Mu's cell phone?"
Yao Feng's voice was very urgent, "Duan Mu was taken away by the police. He said that he was suspected of murder. He forbids me to tell you about it, but I really have no choice but to tell you. I want to ask Can you find a way to help Duan Mu?"