Mo Qin did not answer her question, "Cousin, you are too outspoken. You don't even tell me, my cousin, that you have a boyfriend. Have you forgotten what I asked you last time?"
Last time... some bad memories made Wei Yuhe feel angry.
Yi Shuqian had been looking at Mo Qin calmly since she appeared. Now that he was mentioned, Yi Shuqian answered immediately.
"Hello, I am Yuhe's boyfriend, Yi Shuqian."
Yi Shuqian looks gentle and elegant on the surface, but one's eyes cannot deceive others.
He is definitely not a kind person.
Mo Qin had no intention of talking to him anymore, "Wei Yuhe, does everyone know that you have a boyfriend?"
From Wei Yuhe's point of view, Mo Qin did not know Yi Shuqian's identity and only thought that Mo Qin wanted to go home and complain.
Wei Yuhe is not afraid of this threat:
"What? You want to file a complaint? Oh, my mother would be so happy if she knew I had such an excellent boyfriend!"
According to Yang Wanxia's character, it is indeed possible.
But what if someone at the school finds out?
Although college students are indeed adults, students and teachers have different social experiences. If teacher-student love is really recognized by society, it will lead to more vulnerable groups being persecuted.
By then, even if the persecuted people want to speak out for themselves, it may not be so easy.
After seeing what he wanted to see, Mo Qin didn't stay long and left directly.
Yi Shuqian looked at Mo Qin's leaving figure, and the dark light in his eyes deepened.
During the meal, he accidentally brought up this topic:
"Yuhe, you and your cousin don't seem to have a good relationship?"
"That's right. Maybe it's because our personalities don't get along."
Of course Wei Yuhe couldn't say anything good.
"Don't most good students look down on bad students? Anyway, she never has a good attitude toward me."
"I didn't think she had any friends before, and she didn't have a boyfriend at such an old age. I wanted to introduce her to her, but she actually..."
Wei Yuhe's small mouth kept talking, and Yi Shuqian didn't get bored and always maintained an attitude of listening carefully.
I will only occasionally add a sentence to invisibly elicit the confidence I want.
"Oh? What does your cousin do?"
"It's just..."
Upon hearing Mo Qin's occupation, Yi Shuqian's eyes changed slightly, but soon a hint of excitement flashed through.
Wouldn't it be more interesting that way?
-
Mo Qin left the mall and planned to find a restaurant nearby. Before she could decide what to eat, Ying Lian sent a message.
"I promised to see the house, do you still want to see it?"
Normally, Mo Qin doesn't take the initiative to send messages, but Yinglian sends two occasionally.
Stay connected without being annoying.
But after that night, he felt a lot more at peace with himself, and now that he suddenly sent a message, he probably couldn't hold it in anymore.
Mo Qin first decided what to eat, and then replied leisurely.
"look"
I was delayed a few days ago, so I have to move as soon as possible.
Move in early and enjoy early.
The other side responded almost instantly.
"You have nothing to do today? Come and see?"
Mo Qin stared at the news twice before confirming that he had read it correctly.
How does he know he's okay today? There are some things you can't overthink.
"Okay, what time?"
Ying Lian sent three messages directly, and Mo Qin didn't have time to refuse.
"Now"
"I'll come pick you up."
"Where are you?"
Mo Qin looked at the bright sun outside and finally chose to compromise.
Not long after, Ying Lian came over, as if he was nearby.
Because of what happened before, Mo Qin didn't have much trust in him.
"Why so fast?"
"When I saw the address you sent me, I realized it was so close."
Ying Lian held his handsome hands on the steering wheel, looked forward, and said as if that was really the case, "Maybe this is fate?"
Mo Qin: "..."
Damn it.
The bad old man is very bad, full of bad ideas. On the surface, he looks like a flower on the high mountain, but in fact, when he is cut open, he is completely black.
-
They said they were looking at a house, but in fact it was just Mo Qin and Ying Lian.
Even the key is in Ying Lian's hand.
Mo Qin looked at Ying Lian with suspicion, and the latter put the key into his pocket carelessly.
"This house belongs to my friend. When I heard that I needed it, I just put the key here."
The house is just like the one in the video. It is clean and tidy. It looks like it has been cleaned recently, and there is no trace of even moving in.
Ying Lian introduced it carefully, for fear of scaring people away:
"The community is also very safe. I live right across the street. If you need any help, you can come to me."
There are two houses on the first floor, and Yinglian is opposite, so...it's really safe.
Mo Qin couldn't help but look at him a few more times, and decided not to let down his kindness.
"The rent?"
"This is easy to discuss."
Ying Lian actually didn't expect Mo Qin to agree to come. He thought people would be scared away.
Of course, what happened also gave him a new understanding. All the things originally placed in this house had to be demolished.
In less than an hour, everything that needed to be done was done, and all that was left was to move.
She doesn't have much stuff and can move it all in one afternoon.
Mo Qin thought for a while and told Yang Wanyan about her change of address to avoid trouble.
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The tense atmosphere in the office before gradually became calmer, like a pool of stagnant water, dull and depressing.
The only clue I hold in my hand now is like a needle sinking into the sea, unable to be retrieved or touched.
Chen Jianye was so worried about this that the number of cups of liver and wolfberry tea he drank increased sharply one day.
He was sitting on the steps smoking a cigarette when he suddenly saw Mo Qin coming out. He didn't know whether it was to educate his apprentice or to change his thinking, but he called Mo Qin over.
"I heard that you have some thoughts on these two cases?"
idea?
She has a lot of ideas, but they don't quite follow the rules.
Obviously Chen Jianye was talking about the two cases being committed by the same person.
"Why do you think so?"
Mo Qin couldn't name one, two, three, or four. If he could really list it out, how could people like them not notice it?
She could only find excuses casually, "Go by feeling!"
"Hahaha, it's a good thing to have feelings, but you have to confirm this feeling. Just thinking about it won't lead to results!"
Chen Jianye actually thought about this possibility, but there were too few clues about the case ten years ago...
The two chatted for a while but couldn't figure out the reason, but Chen Jianye also turned his attention in this direction.
If it was really the same person, then was it true that no one else was killed in the past ten years?
Thinking of this, Chen Jianye began to screen young women who had disappeared in the past ten years.
But because the goals are unclear, screening is also very difficult.
Because Mo Qin worked overtime again.
It was getting dark, and there were fewer and fewer people in the office. Suddenly, a colleague on duty came in and called her.
"Mo Qin, someone is looking for you outside."
There are a lot of documents in the office. For the sake of confidentiality, no one from outside can come in casually.
Ying Lian was wearing a thin windbreaker and stood in the hall. Someone glanced at him, secretly guessing what his relationship was with Mo Qin.
