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Chapter 5 A Mysterious Letter

Yesterday morning, Lin Yixue committed suicide by jumping off a building in full view, and Xu Cheng was by Lin Yixue's side.

He saw with his own eyes that after Lin Yixue opened a letter and read it, her expression was dull and dazed, she went to the window and jumped off the building to commit suicide.

Watching her first love commit suicide, the original owner was deeply shocked, resenting that she did not save Lin Yixue in time, and also realized that there must be something wrong with the letter Lin Yixue read before committing suicide.

Afterwards, he searched for Lin Yixue's belongings, but he couldn't find them, and was stabbed when he returned home after drinking that night.

It's hard to feel like it's okay inside.

Xu Cheng was repeatedly frightened by his mother and younger sister after crossing, but he forgot this important matter.

"Hey, it's all here."

The lazy administrator took out a cardboard box from the warehouse and placed it in front of Xu Cheng. Some of Lin Yixue's office supplies were stored here, waiting to be processed.

Xu Cheng rummaged through the cardboard box, but couldn't find the letter in his memory.

In fact, he came to look for it once yesterday but failed to find it, and now he just re-confirmed it.

"Is all her stuff here?" he asked the administrator.

The administrator yawned: "The personal things were taken back by her mother last night. What are you looking for?"

"It's nothing."

Xu Cheng shook his head, turned and left the warehouse, and met Annie standing outside the door.

"Are you stressed out?"

Annie looked Xu Cheng up and down: "Why don't you take a leave of absence and go back to rest for a while, our company can't have someone committing suicide by jumping off the building in a short time, or the owner will come to make trouble."

Although her tone was ridiculed, she could still hear a little concern.

"Don't worry, even if I want to die, I will die on the bed."

Xu Cheng looked into Annie's blue eyes, and suddenly asked, "When Yixue committed suicide yesterday, did you notice that she was reading a letter?"

"What letter?"

Annie tilted her head and asked, "Did you also write a love letter to her?"

"It's nothing, but you're right, I really should ask for leave."

Xu Cheng bypassed Annie and went straight to Lu Yunyao's office, successfully taking half a day off.

He left the company and took the circle train back to downtown.

As soon as I got out of the car, the turbid air came oncoming, the road was full of potholes, pedestrians were in a mess, and the police bells of the sheriff's chasing criminals rang in the distance.

Xu Cheng walked through the cobweb-like streets and alleys, looking for Lin Yixue's home according to his memory, and soon came to an old and run-down community.

An old man was enjoying the cool downstairs, Xu Cheng walked over and showed a kind smile: "Master, is Lin Yixue's home upstairs at 604?"

The uncle looked up at him with blank eyes: "What Lin Xue?"

"Lin Yixue."

"What Yixue?"

"Lin Yixue."

"Lin Yi what?"

"You rest."

"Good."

Xu Cheng bid farewell to the uncle, climbed up an old building with an elevator, walked around the corridors full of sundries, and arrived at No. 604 on the sixth floor, in front of Lin Yixue's house.

There are not many tenants in the whole building, the environment is dark and humid, and the lights are flickering, highlighting a horror atmosphere.

Xu Cheng reached out and rang the doorbell of No. 604. After a while, the door inside opened. A haggard middle-aged woman looked at him through the security door and asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you okay?"

Xu Cheng recognized this as Lin Yixue's mother, Wang Qin, whom he had met at the company before.

Xu Cheng didn't have a good impression of Wang Qin, because every time Wang Qin went to visit her daughter, she always asked for money and treated her as an ATM machine.

But now that he is asking for help from others, Xu Cheng corrected his attitude and said the words he had thought about a long time ago: "Hello, Auntie, I am Yixue's colleague. We have met before. She borrowed some materials from me to get Go home, may I ask if those materials are still there?"

Wang Qin did recognize Xu Cheng, after all, this face is quite unforgettable.

She thought for a while, then shook her head and said, "I don't know, come in and find out yourself.

"That bothers me."

Xu Cheng changed into slippers at the door, and as soon as he entered the door, he smelled a strong smell of burnt smoke, and the two-bedroom house was also filled with faint smoke.

Wang Qin walked towards the kitchen: "You came just in time, if you were later, you wouldn't be able to find anything."

Xu Cheng followed and found an iron bucket burning something in the kitchen. There were some documents and certificates, some old clothes, and a black and white posthumous photo next to it.

In the posthumous photos, Lin Yixue was smiling faintly, making it hard to believe that such a young and beautiful girl had died young.

Wang Qin pointed to the documents and certificates on the ground: "I'm burning these things, you can look for them."

Xu Cheng bent down and pretended to search, but he didn't find the letter he wanted, so he picked up a notebook casually: "Auntie, these are all Yixue's belongings, why burn them?"

Wang Qin squatted down and continued to throw things into the fire bucket: "People are dead, why do you keep these things?"

Her tone was indifferent, if it wasn't for her haggard look and red and swollen eyes, Xu Cheng would almost have thought that the dead Lin Yixue was not her own.

He tentatively asked, "What kind of person is Yixue in your heart?"

The purpose of his visit today, apart from looking for the letter, was to investigate whether Lin Yixue's death was related to the family.

Wang Qinshou also kept throwing the relics into the fire bucket, and said lightly: "What else can there be? After her father passed away, she became not very talkative and was always bored by herself."

Xu Cheng hesitated, and asked, "Then what do you think is the reason for Yixue's suicide?"

He knew that asking such a question might arouse Wang Qin's anger, but he didn't care so much for the sake of investigating the truth.

Wang Qin's movements paused slightly, and her voice gradually became louder: "I fed her and clothed her, and I didn't beat her or scold her. I worked so hard to raise her so big, and I don't know how to be filial to me, and I want me to be a white-haired person." Sending the black-haired person, how do I know why she committed suicide? How could she commit suicide?"

Xu Cheng heard the strong dissatisfaction in Wang Qin's tone, and remembered her behavior of always asking Lin Yixue for money.

It seems that they are purely treating their daughters as tools for the elderly.

Xu Cheng continued to ask: "Did you find a letter among Yixue's belongings?"

Wang Qin shook her head: "I don't know anything, you can go."

Xu Cheng probed a few more questions, but Wang Qin never said anything, kept silent and burned her daughter's belongings.

Xu Cheng had no choice but to straighten up: "Your condolences, I will take my leave first."

With the sound of the door being closed, the house returned to silence.

Wang Qin quickly threw all the relics into the fire barrel, and then took out a bank card from her body, which contained all the money she had asked for from Lin Yixue over the years, and threw it into the fire barrel.

Instead of looking at the fire barrel, she sat on the ground and stared blankly at the portrait of her daughter.

What's the use of saving her dowry when people are gone?

Xu Cheng came all the way to the downstairs community, looked up at the dark sky that seemed to be approaching a rainstorm, and couldn't help sighing.

This trip was in vain, the whereabouts of the letter was unknown, it should have been dealt with by the murderer long ago, and I don't know where to look for it next.

He looked down at the notebook in his hand, and when he was about to open it, he suddenly heard an exclamation from the old man who was enjoying the cool air, and looked up somewhere.

Xu Cheng turned his head and looked up, and saw a figure jumping out from the window on the sixth floor, like a bird with broken wings, falling straight to the ground.

This figure is so familiar, we just parted.

"do not……"

Xu Cheng showed shock, and subconsciously rushed forward a few steps, when he heard a bang, the world became silent.

He stopped and saw Wang Qin lying on his back on the ground, with a large glaring blood slowly oozing from his back.

In her arms, she was still tightly holding the portrait of her daughter.

The old man on the side yelled and yelled, which soon attracted many residents to come out to watch.

Xu Cheng didn't know how he left this community. He took a bus and swayed with the compartment on the crowded bus.

Although he was far away from that neighborhood, the figure of Wang Qin jumping out of the window was deeply etched in his mind and he couldn't get rid of it.

In a daze, Xu Cheng understood that it was not that Wang Qin was not sad about her daughter's death, but that she was numb with grief and numb to the point of ashes, so she went with her.

After getting off the bus, Xu Cheng stayed where he was for a while before choosing to go home.

Turning into a dusty alley, a tall and strong man in his 30s came up to him. His face was full of flesh and his two flowery arms were tattooed. He might be a member of a vibrant social group nearby.

Just when the two were about to pass each other, the strong man suddenly took out a machete from behind and slashed at Xu Cheng head-on.

(End of this chapter)