The medicine box for aminophylline is very special. It is relatively large and has green fonts on it. The camera is right next to the pharmacy, so the picture is relatively clear.
Wen Qiao also intercepted this video, and then erased his own visit record, doing it without anyone noticing.
All this was not enough, so Wen Qiao went to see Du Weiyang the next day and asked her, "Did your cousin's computer, cell phone, etc. all get inherited by Fang Yun?"
"if not?"
"Does she use QQ or WeChat or something?"
"Speaking of which, I think she is a bit old-fashioned. She uses a blog. Who would still use such an old-fashioned thing in this day and age?"
Wen Qiao turned on the computer: "Do you know her blog account?"
"Let me think about it."
Du Weiyang opened the blog and frowned, "It seems to be Lin Lang's pinyin plus her lunar birthday 0912. You can try it."
Wen Qiao entered her account number and then asked for her password. As a computer expert, she could log in without a password. Her fingers were flying.
Du Weiyang was excited again: "Sister Qiao, you are also a computer expert?"
Wen Qiao answered her perfunctorily: "Normally."
Soon, I logged into Lin Lang's blog page. There were quite a few diaries in it, and he basically wrote one every three or two days.
However, many of them are password protected and only visible to you.
Wen Qiao didn't know the password. This time the password was eighteen digits long and it was a bit difficult to crack. It took her nearly twenty minutes to crack the password.
Du Weiyang jumped up: "Sister Qiao, don't be modest, you must be a hacker, right?"
Sister Qiao, do you have any other surprises that I don’t know about
Wen Qiao cracked the password and clicked on a log...
'Today I told Dr. Zhu that I felt very painful. Dr. Zhu said that he could not understand me. He said that I was born into a wealthy family, I am beautiful, and although I am not very popular in the entertainment industry, I have a considerable income. He said that he could not understand why someone like me would still be in pain. His tone was even blaming, which made me feel even more guilty. I felt that it was really wrong for me to be so pretentious. The more I blamed myself, the more painful I felt. But even the psychologist could not understand me. Am I really wrong?'
When Wen Qiao saw it, he was immediately furious. Is this the top psychologist in Haicheng
Depression has nothing to do with economic conditions, birth or appearance. He is simply a quack doctor who is disregarding human life and increasing the psychological pressure on patients with depression.
He did it on purpose, he was pushing Lin Lang towards death step by step.
Wen Qiao leaned back in his chair, reading the diaries one by one, feeling Linlang's loneliness and despair, and thinking that at that time, the only person by her side was Fang Yun, who had ulterior motives.
Fang Yun had long been attracted by her appearance and had been planning to push her into that fire pit step by step.
It’s terrifying when you think about it.
Fang Yun is such a vicious person. She is 28 years old now. Five years ago, she was only 23. At the age of 23, she had just graduated from college, but her mind was already so deep and vicious. It's chilling.
She kept all the evidence, then quietly packed it up and sent it to the police.
On the other side, Fang Yun was released due to insufficient evidence. Money talks, and the clerk was bribed by her money. Du Boyan was fine, and he would be released after serving three or two years in prison. He would have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life. It was a good deal no matter how you look at it.
Fang Yun felt that she could rest easy this time. No one could do anything to her regarding Lin Lang's affairs, and she had handled Du Boyan's matter perfectly.
(End of this chapter)