"Two more to go? What does this mean?" Mo Qiu looked at the two big red characters on the note and was confused.

Ling Fan's face suddenly darkened when he saw these four words, and he gritted his teeth tightly and said: "'The grievances of the seven sons should be repaid with the seven sons' bodies!' Now counting Huang Juan, she is the fifth deceased.

This means that there are only two left to collect seven corpses..."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of everyone watching around changed, and then there was chattering. Ling Fan was a little disturbed by the sound, so he pulled Mo Qiu out of the crowd, and when Ling Fan walked out

A few steps later, Fang Chao suddenly called Ling Fan. Ling Fan turned back to look at Fang Chao in confusion and asked, "What's the matter?"

Fang Chao lowered his head, pursed his lips tightly, and finally said as if he had made up his mind: "Actually...actually, I had something to hide and didn't tell you last time."

"What's going on?" Ling Fan frowned.

Fang Chao felt as if he had done something wrong and said: "Actually, the last time I walked to the glass window of the vocal room and looked inside, in addition to seeing Yingying's body, I also saw a figure flashing from the back door.

Then he closed the back door, and then Shen Fei came in from the back, and was so frightened by Yingying's body that she fell to the ground..."

The sudden news shocked Ling Fan, and he cursed in his heart. Fang Chao didn't tell him such important clues at that time. If he had told him at that time, he would have paid special attention to Shen Fei, and then investigated what Shen Fei was related to.

However, Shen Fei was killed at this time, so this clue was a bit late for Ling Fan. However, it was too late for Ling Fan, and this incident gave Ling Fan a glimmer of hope.

Ling Fan then asked Fang Chao some details about that time, and then left the scene with Mo Qiu. They walked on the gravel path of Xingcheng Campus. The fresh wind blew on their faces, but their faces were full of...

Looking preoccupied, Ling Fan's mind was still flashing with the clues provided by Fang Chao.

The two of them were walking on the gravel path with their own thoughts, and before they knew it, they came to the building of Xingcheng Hospital. At this time, a girl happened to push the door and walked into the hospital, but she accidentally put a piece of paper in front of the building.

The piece of paper fell outside, and the girl hurriedly ran back to pick up the piece of paper, patted her chest and said thankfully: "Fortunately, no one else picked it up, otherwise it would have been troublesome." Then the girl hurriedly ran into the hospital.

Ling Fan stared at the girl as if he was possessed. He seemed to have thought of something and repeated the girl over and over in his mind. Mo Qiu still walked forward on his own, but after taking more than ten steps

Later, he saw that Ling Fan did not follow him, so he looked back and saw Ling Fan staring at the door of the hospital in a daze. He couldn't help but stepped back curiously, and looked at the hospital from Ling Fan's angle, but there was only one door.

Nothing could be seen outside the huge glass door. Mo Qiu stretched out a small hand and waved it in front of Ling Fan: "Hey, idiot, what are you looking at?!"

This idiot call really called Ling Fan back, but Ling Fan did not wake up from his daze. He just walked to the steps of the hospital and sat down, and then squatted on the steps motionless.

, seems to be thinking about something.

Mo Qiu was confused by Ling Fan's strange behavior, but she was embarrassed to interrupt Ling Fan because she felt that Ling Fan seemed to have found something that he couldn't interrupt, so she quietly sat with her on the steps.

, holding her handsome chin with both hands, looking at Ling Fan with big bright eyes, but the more she looked, the more fascinated she became. She found that a boy was quite handsome when he was focused on doing something, although the boy in front of her was just

A young boy.

"I understand!" Ling Fan suddenly shouted. This shout frightened Mo Qiu. She, who had been in a state of infatuation just now, immediately realized that she had lost her composure. Her face darkened and she glared at Ling Fan.

He glanced at me and said, "What are you doing? Sometimes I don't say a word, and sometimes I yell. Fortunately, I don't have a heart disease, otherwise I wouldn't be scared to death by you."

Ling Fan laughed apologetically, touched his head and apologized, but then he said mysteriously: "I seem to already know who the murderer of Huo Yingying is."

"Who is it? Tell me quickly and let me catch him!" Mo Qiu was startled when he heard the sound, jumped down from the steps, and then made a grabbing motion.

Ling Fan shrugged and smiled helplessly: "I think you have already caught her."

"I caught her, when did I catch her?" Mo Qiu blinked a pair of big confused eyes and asked, "Who is she? Why don't I know?"

Ling Fan put his hands into his pockets and walked towards it. He sighed and said: "It doesn't matter who it is anymore. What's important is that the real murderer behind the scenes has not been caught. The fight between me and it has not yet happened."

It's over, but I think the truth will be revealed soon, and I will definitely catch the evil hands holding the red ropes, and then handcuff them myself!"

But Mo Qiu didn't say anything to Ling Fan. She watched Ling Fan leave and hurriedly chased after him, pestering Ling to ask him who the murderer was. In the end, Ling Fan was so pestered by her that he had no choice but to secretly steal Mo Qiu's name.

A person's name was whispered in her ear. This name really shocked Mo Qiu. Mo Qiu raised the corners of her beautiful mouth and said in disbelief: "No way, how could it be her? This is really unexpected."

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Ling Fan also had an unbelievable expression, but he was interested in another person. He turned back to look at Mo Qiu and said, "It's over anyway, so let's not think about her anymore. By the way, tomorrow is the education day."

It’s the day when scholar Qin Guohui gave a speech, so I think he has arrived in Nanyang City today. Can you ask Director Li to help me investigate his collapsed hotel? I want to see him."

"Okay! No problem!" Mo Qiu made an OK gesture to Ling Fan, then happily took out her cell phone and called her father to ask him to help find out where Qin Guohui was now.

Ling Fan stared at Mo Qiu curiously. He felt that Mo Qiu was a little special today, a little different from his usual fierceness. Judging from his sense of danger, this was not a good thing, maybe.

As expected, he was the top leader of the Nanyang City Public Security Bureau. He quickly called them and told them that Qin Guohui was staying at the Nanyang Hotel. He also told them the exact room number, and then explained some of the situation. However, Mo Qiu did not say anything again.

After listening patiently, he hurriedly hung up the phone. Ling Fan frowned and said, "Miss, why don't you just listen to what Director Li has to say?"

Mo Qiu threw the phone in his pocket with an indifferent look, snapped his fingers, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it must be my dad's nagging. Let's leave quickly. If you don't leave, what kind of great educator will you say?"

Where did you go? Let's go to Nanyang Hotel quickly." After saying that, Mo Qiu pulled Ling Fan and ran towards the school gate. At this time, a black shadow flashed in the corridor of the hospital, and a pair of strange eyes stared tightly.

Ling Fan and Mo Qiu.

After Fang Chao and Xiao Rou were recorded by the police, they walked towards the girls' dormitory. Since Fang Chao was a day student, and Xiao Rou was a boarding student, sometimes Fang Chao would go to Xiao Rou's dormitory together. Play for a while. Fang Chao and Xiao Rou held hands tightly all the way, and Fang Chao obviously felt that Xiao Rou's hands were trembling, and she herself was not the same, but her thoughts were Thinking about the dark figure behind the door, and who Shen Fei had been in private contact with recently, but who was that dark figure? She kept searching for that figure in her mind, but she couldn't find anyone who matched it. Figure of person.

Just when the two were about to walk to the door of the dormitory, Fang Chao heard the aunt in the communication room calling her name, so Fang Chao walked in. The aunt in the communication room handed Fang Chao a letter and told her this It was a letter from her. Fang Chao was confused. She couldn't remember who she had contacted to write a letter or something, but it was a letter anyway. Fang Chao put the letter into the music textbook and said to the aunt in the communication room. After thanking Xiao Rou, he walked to Xiao Rou and told him that nothing happened. They walked into the dormitory together, and at this moment, a figure floated into the communication room.

Nanyang Hotel is the largest hotel in Nanyang City. It is luxuriously decorated and quite tasteful. It looks like an expensive hotel. Ling Fan would never dare to think of staying in this kind of hotel for one night. Well, he The monthly living expenses were probably wasted. However, Mo Qiu looked unconcerned. When she entered the door, she called out to a uniformed waiter and asked her where the elevator was. The waitress looked at her with a lustful look for a while. Then he pointed at the sign with an arrogant look and let her see for herself.

Damn! A waiter can be so powerful! Mo Qiu has obviously never been so angry. In a moment of anger, he rushed forward and called out to the waitress. When Ling Fan saw this, he quickly pulled her back. This little girl's temper She had a tough time with Tian Yu, otherwise everything would be messed up by her. Fortunately, she was the only one who came to Nanyang this time. If Tian Yu came with her again, the two women wouldn't have fought. Thinking of this, Ling Fan He actually started to rejoice at his boss's wisdom.

"806...806..." Mo Qiu kept mumbling the guest room number, looking back and forth at the house numbers of each room. Ling Fan was a little speechless. This great educator is really good enough. It's better to live in a guest room. I chose 806, which is really good enough.

A gentle knock sounded on the door of Room 806, and a magnetic voice came from behind the door. Then the door creaked, and a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses opened the door: "Hey ?Did you knock the wrong room?"
Chapter completed!