stonecrandall Chapter 4 Little Treasure's Wish
Chapter 4 Little Treasure's Wish
Qiao Yiqi compared Yang Yan in the graduation photo with Yang Yan in the wedding photo.
Is it the chemistry department of University A?There are relatively few girls majoring in applied chemistry, so Yang Yan's class as a whole only has four girls.
What is the truth of the matter?And who is Xiao Bao?
There seem to be many clues, but there is still a lack of a thread connecting them to form the course of the matter.
What could it be?
He put away his graduation photos, this thing should be useful.
Turning around, I saw Huo Chen staring at his hand, raising his eyebrows, shaking his hand in front of him, "What are you looking at, so serious?"
Huo Chen was a little flustered after being shaken by Qiao Yiqi, but he still tried his best to keep his face calm and said calmly, "It's okay, do you have any clues?"
"It's a little bit, the hostess is a chemistry major and graduated from University A."
"It doesn't feel like a very useful clue."
"Well, but talk is better than nothing. And there is no diary in the bookcase. There is no diary for this kind of copy to record most things. Either there is another way to record it, or we haven't found it yet."
"There is no rule that you must use a diary. Although this is the first time I entered the dungeon, I heard from my seniors that this kind of dungeon does not necessarily have a diary."
"But there must be a record, but I don't know what it is." Qiao Yiqi turned to look at the sketch on the table, it was still messy and disorderly, and it was still just a frame, but the frame of the characters that looked normal during the day looked terribly creepy in the dark people.
The characters in the sketch have different poses and movements, but the same thing is just a frame.
Squat down on the ground, and then turn over the acting papers again.
They are all complicated equations, and there are a few papers that are slightly different under the many papers.
Qiao Yiqi pulled it out from the pile of papers, "..."
"what?"
Seeing him suddenly froze, Huo Chen also squatted down to look.
"Is this... a love letter?"
Your sonnets are so lovely.It is a miracle that your lips, as red as rose petals, were made for passionate kisses, but they were also made for passionate music.Your slender and radiant soul wanders between passion and poetry.I know that Hyacinthus, Apollo's passionate lover, was your previous life in Greece.
Why are you alone in London and when are you going to Salisbury?Go if you want, even if the gray twilight of the Gothic buildings will make your hands cold.Just come back when you want to.It's still a lovely place after all, the only thing missing is that you're not here; but go to Salisbury first, please.
Love you forever.
Qiao Yiqi frowned, and continued flipping through the paper in his hand.
You have given me a joy, a great joy, and I miss nothing so much, and I thank you with infinite tenderness and will always love you with infinite tenderness.
I drew everyone around you, but I didn't draw you.I think you're so bright that I can't keep my eyes on you.
More or less, long or short, every sheet of paper has words, strong, loving.
All of them show how sincere the couple's relationship is.
But he seemed to see something different here.
"It should be very common for couples to write love letters to each other."
It's really common, but...
Qiao Yiqi gradually got a clue, if this is the case, then there are more and more complicated clues.
what happened...after...
What will happen?
"Let's go, it's almost dawn, everyone should wake up." Qiao Yiqi had just finished speaking when she heard a scream outside.
"Ah! He... he... died..."
Hearing this, he immediately went out to the master bedroom, and saw Li Chengwen lying on the bed.
"What's going on?" Qiao Yiqi frowned.
"It's almost dawn. I was thinking about finding clues, so I called the two of them up, but I didn't expect that he still didn't respond after calling several times. I was going to take a look, but I saw this." The pale Hua Lian, obviously, she didn't realize that this dungeon would kill people on the first night.
Qiao Yiqi looked at Li Chengwen who was lying in the master bedroom, and his face was also very ugly.
Li Chengwen's face was swollen and cyanotic. Qiao Yiqi walked up to him and moved his eyes with his hands.
"Death by asphyxiation."
Huo Chen also followed him, "Did he touch something that none of us touched yesterday?"
"Probably not, we all slept in the master bedroom last night and didn't move anything." Hua Lian said.
"No...no...he seemed to find something in the bedside table yesterday...and then...then while everyone wasn't paying attention..." Cheng Die stumbled and finished talking about what happened yesterday.
"The bedside table?" Qiao Yi laughed angrily, "You dare to touch it in the dungeon... I really think I've lived too long."
"Could the bedside table be an opportunity?" Huo Chen asked.
"No, he must have stolen or damaged the contents inside to trigger the trigger of death. Check to see if there is anything on him that does not belong to him."
"Could it be a prop?" Hua Lian guessed, "After all, some things in the dungeon can be used as props on a first-come, first-served basis."
"I don't know, let's see first."
While speaking, Huo Chen had already turned Li Chengwen upside down.A shattered bracelet was eventually found in the inner pocket of his jacket.
This bracelet is quite old, and it still retains its emerald green color, which is enough to show that it is in good condition.
The bracelet has been broken into several pieces, but a complete bracelet can still be pieced together barely.
"Isn't this... the bracelet worn by the bride in the wedding photo?" Cheng Die said from the side.
Hearing this, everyone looked up at the wedding photos on the wall. Indeed, if the broken bracelets were put together, they would be exactly the same except for the old and the new.
"So, what is it reminding us of?"
Huo Chen pursed his lips. Things shouldn't be that easy, but things that seem to be in a thread can't be connected together. Does that person think so?Thinking of this, he looked at the man who was fascinated by the bracelet.
"The most urgent thing is not to think about things, but to find out who Xiaobao is." Qiao Yiqi said, "Our task is to fulfill Xiaobao's wish and...restore what happened. I found in the study that the hostess graduated from University A Chemistry major, and there are some love letters written to the hostess. It can still be placed in the study, which should be the common memory of the couple.”
"But it should be normal for husband and wife to write love letters to each other." Hua Lian asked the same question as Huo Chen.
Yes, that's right, but that's why he couldn't figure it out. Everything seemed so reasonable that there was nothing wrong with it.He opened the drawer of the bedside table, and there were wedding photos in it, which were no different from ordinary wedding photos.
There are two photo albums under the wedding photos, and the covers of the albums are two babies, a boy and a girl, like the footprints of children's growth.It continued until the baby was three or four years old, and the back of each sheet was filled with the parents' blessings and good wishes for the child.
"The baby is born, and mother hopes that you can spend your life in peace."
"Baby's full moon gift, have you seen the gifts your grandparents gave you? Grandpa and grandma also like babies very much."
"The baby is one year old..."
"The baby is two years old..."
Qiao Yiqi flipped through the photos one by one, and the photos inside were up to the time when the baby was six years old, that is to say, the accident happened at that time.
In addition to the first birthday photos of the two children, there are also photos of them traveling, climbing mountains, and visiting parks.
Sometimes there is a male host, but sometimes not. From this, it can be seen that the male host is very busy and does not have enough time to accompany his wife and children.
Occasionally, another woman appears in the photo. Judging from Yang Yan's relationship with her, she should be her best friend.
He flicked a group photo of a family of four. The father on it was hugging his wife and child. The photo looked warm and harmonious.
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Love letters are selected from Beethoven, Gu Cheng, Oscar Wilde.
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