Is it normal to live on the phone to help your boyfriend investigate the case?

Chapter 182
He Qile left with grievance and resentment.

……

"You embarrass me like this." Qu Mingcong sighed.

"I should say this sentence instead!" Xiao Qiao said in a nonchalant tone, "I don't even know him, what are you talking to him? You shouldn't have told him you were talking to me from the very beginning, you You can obviously pretend that I don't exist!"

"Tsk tsk..." Qu Mingcong raised his voice, "It hurts his heart now, how embarrassing it will be when you recognize each other in the future..."

"Then never recognize each other!" she screamed sharply.

Qu Mingcong was stunned, the teasing words choked in his throat.

The museum was very quiet after closing, and there was no sound from the earphone. He raised one hand to press the earphone, and after waiting for a while, she still didn't say anything.

Rather than being silent, Qu Mingcong would rather have her whimpering and shouting.

She has been living heartlessly in his mobile phone, laughing and joking, even if she is angry, most of the time she will only bluff, but just now... she seems really annoyed.

Qu Mingcong was a little uncertain about the reason for her anger, he was silent for a moment, and asked, "What's the matter, are you in a bad mood?"

She was silent.

Qu Mingcong asked again: "How about I tell you a joke?"

"I really hate this about you." She replied with a gloomy tone, "Can you stop pretending that nothing happened every time and talk to me like coaxing a child?"

Qu Mingcong said, "Then I..."

"You better shut up, I'm not in the mood to listen to your bad jokes now." She said, "Don't you just want me to meet them quickly and get out of your phone? Do you think it's easy? If It's really easy, why did I become the person I am now, a ghost and a ghost? I don't believe there is no risk. I lost my memory once when I lived in Shen Jing's body, just like losing my brain. People don’t remember anything, don’t know anything! Live in Qiao Yueying’s body and lose my mind again, live in your mobile phone and lose my mind again! Now I’m finally settled down, you want me to lose my mind again ? You wish I could forget everything?!"

Qu Mingcong shut his mouth in good time.

"Qu Mingcong, please remember," she said with gritted teeth and resentment in her voice, "As long as I don't remember who, my relatives will deny me! Tell me, are you afraid?!"

Qu Mingcong lowered his head, sighed, rubbed his fingertips on the earphone lightly, and smiled helplessly at the corner of his mouth, "Mmm... I'm so scared."

"Just be afraid if you know it!" She snorted coldly, "I was urging me to go back all day long, and I thought you didn't know how serious the consequences would be."

How come you don't know, it's nothing more than you don't want to think about it, and try your best to avoid it.

Qu Mingcong said disappointedly: "Since we can't tell bad jokes, how about we talk about the case?"

"It's okay to talk about the case." She commanded coldly, "Now go back to Ding Na's studio, this time take the elevator up."

Qu Mingcong did so.

The studio is still the same, and with the historical porcelain in the room, Qu Mingcong feels that he is going to grow old.

He walked to the window where Ding Na's accident happened and looked at the already dark sky outside. The reason is to keep her for a while longer.

But what did he leave her for... Is it really good for her to live in the mobile phone, or to exist in this world in the form of a data stream?

Qu Mingcong admitted that he was lonely, human nature could not stand the temptation, he was afraid that after too long, his feelings would become sick, um... at least it is still healthy now.

"It's getting dark." Xiao Qiao said on the phone.

"Yeah, the sun sets early in winter." Qu Mingzong looked out the window and replied, "The night Ding Na had an accident, it should have been dark outside too."

"Not only was it dark that night, but it was supposed to be windy," she said.

"Every winter in Qingjiang City, the wind is quite strong." Qu Mingcong paused and asked, "But why do you say that?"

"Dinna's accident happened at 11:[-] in the middle of the night. Assuming that she stayed in the museum so late to make antique porcelain, the tools and materials needed should be prepared during the day, because the staff are off work at night, and the warehouse It's also locked, so she doesn't have to go downstairs, but if it's windy, she'll hear the strange noise of the cans." Xiao Qiao said, "I've been wondering why the Song Dynasty blue and white porcelain ran from the warehouse to work. In the office, is there any reason for Ding Na to leave the studio in the middle of the night and go to the warehouse downstairs? The wind is blowing, and the cans are making noise, and she feels scared as a girl. It is logical to go downstairs to find the staff, right? "

Qu Mingcong thought, "...It's not necessarily because of fear. Since Ding Na often makes antique porcelain in museums, she is not a timid person. It may be that she has been troubled by that voice for a long time. It happened that the wind was particularly strong that night, and the cans spread The sound coming out was also harsher, which made her unable to concentrate on doing things, so she wanted to find out what was going on, but the cans were placed in the ventilation duct on the fourth floor, why did she go to the third floor?"

"Have you forgotten, you found the cans from the ventilation duct of the men's restroom on the fourth floor, the men's restroom!" Xiao Qiao emphasized, "If it is not necessary, why would a normal girl enter the men's restroom? Even if Ding Na followed the voice If you find the men's toilet, you won't go in. In this case, go to the third floor to try your luck and ask the male staff for help. If it's not good, she can go to the night security guard."

"It makes sense." Qu Mingcong walked out of the studio, followed the aisle to the men's room, and walked around the door, "The more Ding Na heard the voice, the more strange it became. After finding the men's room, it was inconvenient to go in, and all the offices on the fourth floor All the staff in the building were off work, so she went downstairs to ask for help."

Qu Mingcong looked towards the end of the aisle, "No, Ding Zhaolin was also on the fourth floor at that time, Ding Na can definitely go to Ding Zhaolin."

Xiao Qiao thought for a while and said, "There are two possibilities. First, Ding Na didn't know that Ding Zhaolin was there, so she didn't knock on his office door. Second, Ding Na found Ding Zhaolin, but Ding Zhaolin was immersed in writing at the time." The autobiography, perfunctory Ding Na, so Ding Na changed her mind and asked other people for help."

"But there is no one on the third floor, and everyone in the museum is off work." Qu Mingcong said.

She shook her head, "You forgot about that thief, Tian Xiaojun."

Qu Mingcong frowned when he heard the words, it is indeed possible...the museum has been stolen twice, because the loss is not big, and Ding Zhaolin pays too much attention to the aesthetics, and has never paid attention to the establishment of the security system. It is entirely possible for Tian Xiaojun to take this opportunity to steal again. Once you have stolen it once and you are familiar with the terrain environment, it will be much easier to steal it the second time.

"You mean, Ding Na stumbled upon Tian Xiaojun's theft that night, and was silenced by him, pretending to have fallen from a building by accident?" Qu Mingzong looked at Ding Na's studio, "...but how can this be explained, Ding Zhaolin? Lying about that piece of Song Dynasty blue and white porcelain."

Xiao Qiao was silent for a long time, and said: "I still want to go to the prison to meet Tian Xiaojun, I want to know how he steals every time."

(End of this chapter)