Xingnian Tea House

"Brother, you...you really do your own way. Can't you discuss it with me before buying a house? Even if you don't discuss it, you have to let me participate in the decoration. Your decoration is either black or white, which is not my favorite style at all."

Qiao Xingnian was moved, and without being hypocritical, he readily accepted the house book and keys.He knew that this was Jiang Mohan's wish to make up for him, and if he evaded it, it would only hurt his heart.

"You boy, I took hundreds of thousands of loans to buy you a house. It's fine if you don't feel moved, but you still despise me. How heartless!"

Having said that, Jiang Mohan breathed a sigh of relief, and unconsciously raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"You're my brother. It's not right to buy me a suite. Wait until tomorrow, I'll go over and have a look, but I can't follow your decoration style."

"Little heartless, you can decorate however you like, and I don't care."

Jiang Mohan restarted the car and drove towards Heping Community.

Qiao Xingnian looked at the house book and keys in his hand, then at Jiang Mohan who was driving, and smiled knowingly, thinking that Qiao Hailan's choice back then was right, which gave him such an extra brother who loved him.

The next morning, Qiao Xingnian was still having breakfast when he received a call from Lin Nanyue.He looked at the name displayed on the phone, hung up the phone, and sent Lin Nanyue a message.

After finishing the porridge in the bowl in two or three bites, Qiao Xingnian got up and said, "Brother, I'm leaving first, I have something to do this morning."

"Is there something so urgent that you can't leave after breakfast?"

"I'm stuffed."

Jiang Mohan wanted to say more, but Qiao Xingnian had already turned around, and took back the words that were on his lips.

Qiao Xingnian put on his coat and went out. He stood at the gate of the community and looked around, then walked straight to Lin Nanyue's car.

After opening the car door and getting in the car, Qiao Xingnian greeted him, "Morning, Team Lin."

Lin Nanyue looked at Qiao Xingnian. He was wearing a yellow hooded sweater, a white hooded jacket, gray cotton sports trousers, and pure white sneakers.The front of the hoodie and the pockets of the trousers are printed with a Mickey pattern. This outfit, coupled with his face that obviously does not match his age, no one will be surprised to say that he is a high school student.

Seeing Lin Nanyue staring at him, Qiao Xingnian looked at himself up and down, and said, "Is there something dirty on me?"

Lin Nanyue looked away in embarrassment and said, "No."

Qiao Xingnian smiled and said, "Then let's go, it's the morning rush hour at this point, maybe there will be a traffic jam."

Lin Nanyue nodded and started the car slowly.Qiao Xingnian closed the car window and lifted the spell on his body.

Lin Nanyue turned his head to look at the co-pilot, seeing that Qiao Xingnian had disappeared, he couldn't help frowning slightly, and said, "Why can't I see you?"

"can not see?"

Qiao Xingnian was a little strange, and then he pinched his fingers and recited the spell silently, opening Lin Nanyue's eyes.Lin Nanyue felt his brows shudder, and looked at the co-pilot again, Qiao Xingnian appeared in front of him again.

"Before I didn't open your eyes, you could see me, why not today?"

"You shouldn't be asking me that question."

Qiao Xingnian was taken aback, then said with a smile, "That's true."

"Did Tao Hui remember anything yesterday?"

"No. Tao Hui met his parents last night, and his mood was very unstable. It may have increased his resentment. I didn't ask more questions."

Lin Nanyue nodded and said, "To summon Liu Zhaoqian today, we should be able to understand part of the truth about that murder case."

Qiao Xingnian shook his head and said, "There is no body, so we don't know who the deceased is, and we don't know where the crime scene is. If Liu Zhaoqian denies it, you have nothing to do with him."

Lin Nanyue couldn't help frowning when he heard the words, he didn't expect this, and said, "Then if we interrogate now, will we startle the snake?"

"First let someone ask him why he concealed the dispute between Tao Hui and Zhang Qi in the private room. We need to determine the identity of the deceased as soon as possible."

"Without a body, how can we determine the identity of the deceased?"

"I've seen that grieving ghost, and I remember his appearance. It's been more than a month since the incident happened. Presumably someone will report him missing. We should find something from the missing persons."

Lin Nanyue nodded and said, "It's fine if you're from this city, but if you're not, I'm afraid it won't be so easy."

"Look for it first, and then talk. If it really doesn't work, I'll think of another way."

When the two came to the police station, Lin Nanyue went directly to the office, logged into the internal website of the police station, and searched for missing persons in the past month.

"Male, around 40 years old."

According to Qiao Xingnian's description, Lin Nanyue keyed in the search criteria, and after confirmation, five photos appeared on the screen.

Lin Nanyue zoomed in one by one for Qiao Xingnian to watch, but unfortunately there was no ghost that appeared that night.

Qiao Xingnian said with a wry smile: "No. It seems that your worries have been fulfilled. This person is probably not a native of Hucheng."

"I'll ask someone to contact the police station in a nearby city to assist in the investigation and send over the photos of the missing person. Then you can go through it again."

"Do you have a portraitist in the technical department of your police station?"

"Yes. It's just your situation, how do you make a portrait?"

"Then which room of yours doesn't have a surveillance camera?"

"Lounge. What do you want to do?"

"Take paper and pen and lead me there."

Although Lin Nanyue didn't understand Qiao Xingnian's intentions, he left the office with a pen and paper without asking any further questions.

Qiao Xingnian followed closely behind, and followed Lin Nanyue to the lounge.

The room is not big, there is a bunk bed, and there are bedding on the bed, but it has not been made up, and the whole is spread on it.There was also a black sock rolled into a knot on the quilt, which was obviously worn.

There are two buckets of instant noodles on the table next to the bed, and beside it are bags of various snacks and crumbs of biscuits.There were a few beverage bottles lying on the ground, some of them were used up, and some were still new.All kinds of snacks and melon seed shells can be seen everywhere on the white floor tiles...

Looking at the messy room, Lin Nanyue suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and said while tidying up, "Well, wait a minute, I'll tidy up briefly."

Although Qiao Xingnian was not obsessed with cleanliness, the room was so dirty that he couldn't even find a place to stand, so he could only stand at the door and watch Lin Nanyue tidy up.

Cleaned up all the garbage in the house, even a trash can couldn't fit it, Lin Nanyue's old face became hot, and he cursed inwardly: "These bastards, let's see how I clean up you later!"

After more than ten minutes of tossing around, Qiao Xingnian finally cleaned up the trash. Taking advantage of Lin Nanyue's time to go out to take out the trash, Qiao Xingnian came to the table and sat down.He thought about the appearance of the grieving ghost, took a pen and paper and began to draw slowly.

Lin Nanyue opened the door and walked in. Seeing Qiao Xingnian sitting at the table drawing something, he leaned over curiously.Looking at the characters on the paper, he said in surprise, "Have you ever learned painting?"

Qiao Xingnian was deaf and concentrated on painting, so he couldn't hear Lin Nanyue talking at all.

Seeing that Qiao Xingnian ignored him, Lin Nanyue frowned slightly, but didn't ask any more questions, and sat down on a stool, watching him draw stroke by stroke.It's only a few strokes, but it's already vivid on the paper, especially those fierce eyes, looking at it coldly, making people feel chills in their hearts.

After Qiao Xingnian finished the painting, he picked it up and looked at it, nodded in satisfaction, turned to look at Lin Nanyue, and said, "This is the picture I saw at that time."

"Have you ever studied painting?" Lin Nanyue asked repeatedly.

"No, it's just a hobby. When I was young, my family was poor and it was difficult to go to school. How could I have spare money to enroll in interest classes?"

Qiao Xingnian's information suddenly ran through Lin Nanyue's mind, and he asked a little uncertainly: "The information says that you graduated from Hucheng Teachers College for Special Education. Do you have any...disability?"

"Oh, I'm deaf and can't hear people talking."

"Can't you hear?" Hearing Qiao Xingnian's answer, Lin Nanyue was a little surprised.

"I remember telling Team Lin that I can lip-talk."

Lin Nanyue thought about his previous question, and said, "So no matter how far away, as long as you can see it, you can know what the other party said?"

Qiao Xingnian nodded and said, "Yes."

"Then is this easy to learn? Is it a unified curriculum in the school?"

Qiao Xingnian shook his head and said, "No, I learned this by myself."

"Last time you said that you saw Zhang Qing talking on the phone with others, and you saw it through lip reading?" When Qiao Xingnian said it at the time, Lin Nanyue hadn't noticed it yet, but now he suddenly thought something was wrong.

"Yeah, so even if she is far away, as long as I can see it, I can know what she said. As for believing it or not, it's up to Team Lin himself."

Lin Nanyue was silent for a while, then changed the subject and said, "This portrait is the grieving ghost you saw that day?"

"Yes. But my paintings are relatively abstract. After all, I am not a professional portrait artist. Moreover, he had already turned into a ghost at that time, and his facial features and temperament were also infected with hostility, so it should be somewhat different from his appearance before he was alive. According to me and The dialogue of the ghost, he should have been an honest person when he was alive, you ask the portrait artist to soften the facial features when painting, and... that's about it, I don't know how to paint it. "

"Okay, let's go then."

Lin Nanyue took Qiao Xingnian's hand-painted portrait and walked towards the Technical Investigation Division. He happened to meet Sun Jiajia and brought Liu Zhaoqian to the police station.

Seeing Lin Nanyue approaching, Sun Jiajia hurriedly said hello: "Captain."

Lin Nanyue looked him up and down, and asked, "Is he Liu Zhaoqian?"

Sun Jiajia waved her hand and asked Yang Lin to take Liu Zhaoqian to go first. After they had gone far, she whispered, "That's right, he is Liu Zhaoqian."

"What about the others, have you brought them all?"

"He Long and Chang Yan have arrived, while Zhang Qi and Yu Xiaoxi are still on their way."

"Well, you guys ask first, I'm going to do something."

"Okay, then I will go to work first."

While Lin Nanyue was looking at Liu Zhaoqian, Qiao Xingnian was also looking at him, and he was stunned when he looked at the portrait in Lin Nanyue's hand, which made Qiao Xingnian a little concerned.

"Team Lin, go to the portraitist, I'll go to the interrogation room to listen."

Lin Nanyue followed Qiao Xingnian's gaze, saw Liu Zhaoqian's back, and said, "Did you find something?"