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Wen Dao was still thinking about things absent-mindedly while eating at night, Wei Chao snapped his fingers to bring him back to his senses: "Come on, eat well, it's not good for the stomach."

"It's okay." Wen Dao lost interest and didn't want to eat.

"Say something happy?" Wei Chao pouted, "Don't think about others today."

Wen Dao leaned on the table: "Happy things?"

"Yeah." Wei Chao scratched the bridge of his nose, "I've been very happy recently, haven't I?"

"That's okay to talk about." Wen Dao nodded.

Wei Chao: "Huh?"

"I was going to take you somewhere last night," Wen Dao played with his fingers, "it's a pity you didn't come home."

Wei Chao's fingertips were itchy but he let him play: "I'm sorry, I—"

"That's not what I mean," Wen Dao looked at him with a smile, "I'm not a child, I just went to see it with you, next time I have time."

"Where is it?" Wei Chao lay down and looked at him, "I want to know."

"It's nothing, it's just the piano room I used to go to." Wen Dao rested his chin on the back of his hand, "Now there's a stadium behind it, and a lively night market."

"Like it?" Wei Chao rubbed his forehead.

"Hmm." Wen Dao thought for a while, and felt that what he actually liked was the state of mind he had there when he was a child. At that time, nothing had changed. Every time, Wei Chao would follow him, or make trouble, or listen to him play the music seriously.

"Going tomorrow?" Wei Chao said, "It's nothing to worry about anyway."

"I can't do it tomorrow." Wen Dao regretted it, and said with difficulty, "Just now, Auntie must go home tomorrow."

"Well, go again when you have time." Wei Chao shook his finger, "Don't worry, Auntie won't ask too many questions."

Wen Dao took a breath: "I hope."

"Okay," Wei Chao sat next to him and scooped up some soup and rice for him, "have something to eat, and then we'll go to the yard to watch the stars."

"Okay." Wen Dao was in a much better mood, and after a promise, he began to eat, even when he was lying in the yard, he was still eating Wei Chao's roasted chestnuts in sugar.

"Okay, don't eat too much." Wei Chao took back the paper bag, "Be obedient."

"Oh." Wen Dao leaned in his arms, leisurely looking at the stars in a daze.

The kiss was as gentle as the night, and after a long time, the guard hugged him back to the room, and the hand holding his back carried an electric current.Sometimes love is like a journey for two people to communicate with each other, and it is a complementary completion.

They absorb each other's forbearing sweetness and unbridled love.

Hearing that his breathing was about to stop, he gently pushed Wei Chao away while panting.

"I know you're uncomfortable," Wei Chao rubbed the tip of his nose, "Go to sleep."

Hearing that his face was hot, he turned his back to him, Wei Chao leaned over and hugged him, and had a good night's sleep.

In the early morning of the next day, Song Yan sat at the head of the interrogation room and stared at the bag in front of him like water: "This was found from your house, what else can I say."

"I..." The boy sitting opposite him didn't dare to speak, but kept shaking.

"Speak!" Wei Chao slapped his palm on the table, and he has been suppressed a little in recent months, "What, do you think that if you don't talk, you will die like the previous few people? I tell you, It’s useless this time, I don’t believe you can easily meet Hades.”

I don't know if he understood Song Yan's meaning, but the three words "see Hades" suddenly surprised him: "No! I didn't do it on purpose, I was just entrusted by others, I don't want to die, please , Officers, I don’t want to die! I still have a wife and parents waiting for me to take care of me in my hometown, what will they do if I die? No! I’ll say it all, I’ll say it all!”

Song Yan and Meng Shengxiao looked at each other, apparently they didn't expect that the suspects this time were completely different from the previous ones.

Song Yan forced himself to calm down completely: "Speak."

"On my way home from get off work that day, a man in a cloak suddenly came out of the corner," the boy swallowed, "I was knocked out before I had time to react."

"What about after that?" Song Yan asked with folded arms.

The boy said: "After waking up, I was in an underground parking lot. He asked me to pretend to be Tang Ming and call Tang Wenqi, and then asked me to get a piece of audio he gave me into a car."

"How could you pretend to be Tang Ming's voice?" Song Yan frowned inwardly and asked quietly.

"He let me learn it. He played Tang Ming's voice several times from his phone." The boy said, "I'm a voice actor, so I learned it very quickly."

"Can you still put his radio channel into your audio?" Song Yan asked.

The boy answered honestly: "When dubbing, there are programmer friends and editors who know these things, and I followed suit."

"What about the monitor in the bag?" Song Yan asked, "He gave it to you?"

"Yeah, he gave me this after he asked me to do something in the parking lot, and asked me to carry it with me." He scratched his face as he said, feeling a little embarrassed, "But I always feel panicked. "

Song Yan frowned: "What else?"

"Ah?" The boy opened his eyes with an innocent look on his face, "What else? Not anymore, and then he let me go."

Seeing him like this, Song Yan opened his mouth slightly and didn't know what to say. He paused for a while before opening his mouth again: "Then tell me what kind of person that person is."

"Man." The boy blinked, and flinched when he saw Song Yan's eyes that were about to spit fire suddenly, "I said! It's tall, 1.8 meters|[-] meters tall, and the voice is very rough. It often burns out when you have a cold and a fever. Same. That's all."

Wei Chao waited for a while before saying: "Okay, it's almost time to ask—"

"But officer, will I really be decapitated? But you didn't even handcuff me." There was a lock of messy hair on the boy's forehead, and he felt aggrieved, "I'm afraid, am I guilty?"

Song Yan propped his hands on the table, leaning forward to get close to the boy, "If what you said in the second half of today is the truth, then it's not a big deal." His tone became playful and nasty, "However, if you really If you have a wife in your hometown, it is illegal to be 16 years old, then you will be guilty, do you understand, classmate Qin Xia?"

"..."

And Wen Dao here finally dealt with the enthusiastic concern of the whole family, and went upstairs as if escaping, feeling very difficult.

Sitting in front of him, Wei Chao suppressed a smile: "This is how new wives go through the door."

Wen Dao kicked him angrily.

Wei Chao blinked his eyes tactfully.

Wen Dao hummed and turned his head away from him, and sat up after lying down for a while: "Okay, let's get down to business. What do you think of what Song Yan said just now?"

"The person named Qin Xia was found in the monitoring of Tang Ming's parking lot. It's true." Wei Chao said, "The person who is missing into your office is now."

"The monitoring didn't find anything," Wen Dao shook his head, "I'm afraid it's a bit difficult."

"It's weird," Wei Chao said, "How could it be possible to get in."

Wen Dao frowned: "It will be invisible."

Wei Chao didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What are you thinking, there are no such messy things in this world."

Wen said: "But the monitoring is not broken, nor has it been deleted, why can't it be found out?"

"Wait, people who said they were working would only enter during working hours, but," Wei Chao thought for a while, "is there anyone who is talking about work?"

Wen said: "You mean..."

Wei Chao continued, "Auntie Cleaning."

"The eldest sister?" Wen Dao sat up straight suddenly, "Her family's source of income is all thanks to Wen Sheng's help from Tang Ming."

"Maybe it's a last resort." Wei Chao comforted him, "Isn't that Qin Xia also like that, he's even a minor child."

"But Song Yan said that they had cross-examined each of them before, and there was no problem." Wen Dao said, "Do you want to ask again?"

"I'm afraid that we will startle the snake," Wei Chao shook his head, "And now it's not convenient for Song Yan to tell us everything, so let's investigate many things in secret."

Wen Dao thought for a while: "Okay, listen to you."

"My wife is so obedient," Wei Chao shook his head and sighed, "Where can I find such a good one—hiss."

Wen Dao withdrew his hand coldly and continued to think about things.

Wei Chao shook his head with a smile, and then said, "Sit by yourself for a while, I'll make a call and ask Cheng Fan and Zhou Quan to check it out together."

"Okay." Wen Dao agreed, and was about to go to the study to analyze the recent events with a pen and paper, but unexpectedly when the door was opened, Wei Min was sitting inside reading a book.

"Uncle," Wen Dao said shyly, "I'm bothering you."

"It's okay, come in. I came here to find a book for Wei Chao's mother, but I forgot the time." Wei Min was very easy-going, but more serious than Wen Dao thought, "Are you working?"

"Ah, no." Wen Dao closed the door, "I'll write something with a pen and paper."

"Sit here." Wei Min pointed to the chair in front of him, "Chat with me for a while? I'm pretty boring. I heard that you have a wide range of interests, so it should be interesting."

"Just look at everything casually," Wen Dao sat down, "You have traveled thousands of miles before you have real knowledge and experience, and your horizons must be much wider than mine, which is interesting."

"Hey, let's take a look around, wander around." Wei Min waved his hand indifferently, and it was quite chic.

The two started a conversation about this, and chatted for a while about the interesting customs of many countries, and it was quite speculative, but Wei Min was chatting in high spirits, but stopped for a while and asked: "Excuse me, you..."

Wen Dao waited patiently for a while before Wei Min spoke, so he asked first, "Uncle? You can tell me anything directly, don't mind."

Wei Min thought for a while before returning to his original state, and said, "It's nothing, I just wanted to ask you, Wei Chao's mother can tell, you've already called her mother, why do you still call me uncle?"

Wen Dao felt a little embarrassed for a moment, and didn't know how to answer. At this time, Wei Chao opened the door and walked in, and he was immediately relieved.

"Dad, what are you doing?" Wei Chao strode in and sat on the table in front of Wen Dao, turning his head to Wei Min and said, "Is it okay to chat? Ah Wen knows a lot."

Hearing that it was not good to make a big move and was embarrassed, he kicked him quietly.

"Of course." Wei Min clicked his tongue like an old man, "It's cheap for you."

Wen Dao was even more embarrassed, Wei Chao smiled at his father: "Of course, it's all right, I can just lend you for a while." Wei Chao took the pen and paper for Wen Dao, "Now I have to return it, it's mine."

Wei Min couldn't take it anymore and squinted at his son's unscrupulous manner: "I'm also a wife, okay? Show!"

"Okay. That's right," Wei Chao patted his father's shoulder, "You remember to take the book down for your wife, she is waiting for you gently and patiently below."

Wei Min: "..."

After the two of them closed the door and went out, Wei Min leaned back in his chair and looked at the overhead light for a while, then said to himself, "You can rest assured, he is really a good boy, fortunately, fortunately." Wei Min took a long breath, "Don't worry, Zheng Lang."

"Look," Wen Dao said, pointing to the notebook with a pen, "it's Zhao Zhenlan's place that's missing now, and now there's just another note, maybe someone here needs to make it up."

"We had clues about Zhao Zhenlan at the time, but we thought it was about Wu Xiaofeng and Zhang Sheng. We thought she said 'he is a fake' and Zhang Sheng pretended to be Wu Xiaofeng. But now we can have another guess, Wei Chao looked at the paper and said, "This is the vacancy, maybe this person is a fake."

"'He is fake'," Wen Dao repeated, "if the person vacated is fake, which 'TA' might it be?"

According to their guess, it should be "she" in theory, after all, the first two are boys.

If it's 'she is fake', when exactly will 'she' appear?Who will it be?

Wen Dao and Wei Chao looked at the vacant seat next to Zhao Zhenlan and felt a little headache.