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In fact, there is no conclusion yet as to whether Yu Fuli is dead or not.

But with the Yu family's methods, the possibility of survival is very small.

The appearance of the jade plaque is a signal, and the Yu family cannot be reassured.

First, Xiang Chenyu was sent to investigate, and then Yu Ruohuan came to warn.

He Lianyu sneered inwardly. When it came to killing everyone, who could compare to the Yu family?

Seeing Yu Ruohuan walk into the hotel with his own eyes, He Lianyu raised the car window and his expression became cold.

"How's the investigation going at Xiang Chenyu?"

The assistant turned from the passenger seat: "Miss Xiang found out about Shen Li."

Shen Li.

He Lianyu suddenly raised his head.

I checked the jade cards again and again, but I still couldn't get around this person.

However, there is too little information about him.

What’s even weirder is that his file is sealed and cannot be investigated without special authority.

If the mystery surrounding Shen Li cannot be solved, the investigation will not proceed.

Shen Li...

He Lianyu chewed on the name in her heart, "If Shen Li were alive, how old would he be this year."

The assistant pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Based on Kong Lili's confession, she should be 39 years old this year."

He Lianyu murmured: "If Yu Fuli were still alive, he would be 39 years old this year."

Shen is the shen of Shen Qiunong, and separation is the separation of Yu Fuli.

A flash of light shot out from Helian Yu's eyes, and he dug his fingers into the armrests of the seat.

When the assistant heard the name Yu Fuli, his heart skipped a beat and his breathing slowed down.

She wished she had never heard those words just now.

A sneer slowly appeared on Helian Yu's lips: "Unexpected, unexpected, the truth turns out to be like this."

But to be cautious, she chose the simplest method.

"Bring Kong Lili to see me immediately, be careful not to let anyone notice."

The assistant got out of the car and went to make arrangements.

He Lianyu returned home, but Liu Runxi hadn't come back yet.

She went up to the second floor and came to Liu Runxi's room.

The young man loves cleanliness and privacy, and never lets servants clean his room. He has always cleaned it himself.

The bedroom was clean and tidy, and all the books on the bookshelves were neatly arranged. Even the sheets had no wrinkles. It was hard to believe that this was a boy's room.

He Lianyu scanned around, walked to the bookshelf, stood on tiptoes, and picked up a large box placed on it.

He Lianyu noticed that there was very little dust on the box and couldn't help but squint.

Has he picked up the paintbrush again?
Xi'er was very talented in painting when she was a child, but later she went eccentric and her style became increasingly weird and dark. She took Xi'er's paintings to see a child psychologist. The expert sighed and asked her to pay more attention to her children's mental health.

Finally one time, she saw Xi'er's paintings, which gave her a feeling of depression and suffocation. In a moment of rage, she smashed his paintbrush and ordered him never to touch his paintbrush again, although his painting teacher not long ago I just called her. Xi'er's works were novel in style and had been spotted by a foreign organization, which wanted to buy out his works.

Liu Runxi said nothing, silently picked up the brush and sealed it in the box. From then on, she never saw Xi'er painting again.

He Lianyu opened the lid, and there was indeed a full set of tools inside, including drawing boards, drawing paper, brushes, and paints.

He Lianyu picked up the drawing board, and a pile of drawing paper underneath was brought out and scattered all over the floor.

He Lianyu bent down to pick it up, but suddenly paused.

On the painting paper, the static portrait of the girl is lifelike.

The soft edges and the processing of light and shadow make the girl on the paper more gentle and calm. Each line is filled with the soft and delicate emotions of the person who wrote it.

He Lianyu picked them up one by one. The people in the paintings had front faces and profile faces, smiles and deep thoughts, sitting or standing, but without exception, they were all the same person.

The time is marked on the lower right corner of the portrait. The first one was painted in September five years ago.

That was the first month that Xi'er transferred to Lanya Primary School.

It turns out, it turns out that he has been since then...

He Lianyu pinched the edge of the drawing paper tightly with his fingers and pinched the soft drawing paper into wrinkles. The face in the painting was distorted and deformed by the lines arched out by the folds.

She picked up the last painting.

The painting was face down, and when she picked it up, she saw what was on it.

Still the same face, but without the glasses.

The surprise that hit my face at that moment was something that even a thin piece of drawing paper could not bear.

Like a peerless pearl, the room is filled with brilliance.

He Lianyu stared at the man in the painting for more than a minute.

Xi'er indeed inherited her talent for painting. The delicate brush strokes outline the girl's voice, face, and smile, both physically and spiritually, especially her eyes, which are vivid and lifelike.

Staring at these eyes for a long time, they are like a bottomless black hole, drawing one's soul in.

Just like that person standing in front of you.

There is a date in the lower right corner, it was painted in November this year.

"Shen You'an." He Lianyu gritted his teeth and shouted out the name, as if he wanted to cut the other person into pieces with a thousand knives.

She resisted the urge to tear up all the paintings that Xi'er had poured her heart into, collected them one by one, and put them back in the box.

Then he took the brush, fixed the drawing paper on the drawing board, closed his eyes and recalled it for a long time.

Open your eyes and put pen to paper.

When she was young, she was also a well-known talented woman and won a national art award. However, as the daughter of the Helian family, she should not be holding a paintbrush, but a code.

I haven’t held a paintbrush for a long time, and I thought it would be unfamiliar, but the moment I touched the paintbrush, my memories awakened and I started writing like a god.

The young man's voice and smile appear vividly on the paper through the outline of lines.

After a while, He Lianyu put down his paintbrush and walked away to take a look.

The eyes still don't look the same.

In the memory, the boy had a pair of big and bright eyes, he loved to smile, and radiated warm light like the sun.

He Lianyu was startled. For a person whose memories were dyed with warmth, one can imagine that he was the dream lover of many young girls back then.

She is no exception.

He Lianyu seemed a little embarrassed, grabbed the drawing paper, tore it into pieces and threw it into the trash can.

The Sang family surrendered to the enemy and treason, and Sang Ziming was climbed over by an actor to dominate her. She died in a helpless state, and her whole family was completely annihilated by Mei Luge.

It doesn't matter if Yu Fuli is alive, Mei Luge has thousands of ways to kill him.

The king will be successful and the bandits will be defeated, reputation and reputation will be ruined. History is a foregone conclusion.

She must find out the truth. Only in this way can she have bargaining chips with the Yu family.

Only then can we pave a bright road for Xi'er.

Helianyu took out another piece of drawing paper and picked up the brush. Her eyes inadvertently glanced at the portrait in the box.

The girl in the painting is no longer blocked by glasses, and her beautiful eyes are flowing.

Blessing comes to the soul. When He Lianyu put pen to paper, he outlined a pair of eyes.

This time I went in the opposite direction and painted the eyes first and then the rest.

After an unknown amount of time, the assistant's voice sounded outside the door.

"Ma'am, someone brought it."

He Lianyu gathered his shawl and ordered the people to be brought in.

Soon, Kong Lili walked in tremblingly.

The woman next to her warned her fiercely before coming.

She kept her head down the whole time, not daring to look at anything.

"Who are you, Shen Li?" A gentle female voice sounded.

It's Shen Li again.

Kong Lili's heart was full of resentment. She had an intuition that Zhou Qin, her brother-in-law, was either a criminal with a heinous crime or a big shot with a great status.

Judging from the only time she met Shen Li, it was most likely the latter.

After all, how can there be a person with such an excellent appearance and temperament in the world? It's not like he is greedy for nature.

The other party waited patiently for her answer.

Kong Lili said tremblingly: "He is my cousin's husband's brother-in-law."

The relationship is a bit convoluted.

"Have you seen him?"

"Of course I have seen it." Kong Lili realized that her voice was a little loud, and she lowered her head.

"I don't have many opportunities to see him, but I have a deep impression on him. When Zhang Yun had a difficult delivery, Zhou Qin and I were both in the hospital, and Shen Li was waiting outside the operating room. Even though his wife is a fool, he is so miserable. Well, Zhou Qin and I often say that Zhang Yun is a fool who is blessed by marrying a good husband, but it is a pity that she was unlucky and died within a few days of being blessed."

He Lianyu's expression showed a hint of boredom.

The assistant glared at Kong Lili and motioned for her to shut up.Kong Lili shut her mouth in grievance. Did she say something wrong somewhere?
He Lianyu glanced at the assistant.

The assistant lowered his head, turned around, closed the door and left.

Only He Lianyu and Kong Lili were left in the room.

Kong Lili became increasingly uneasy.

He Lianyu stood up and walked to Kong Lili and handed a painting to her.

"Look up, are the people in the painting familiar?"

He Lianyu stared at Kong Lili's face without blinking, not letting go of her slightest expression.

Kong Lili looked up.

It was a portrait of a young man.

The person who painted the portrait was highly skilled and painted the facial features and expressions of the characters extremely vividly.

Thick eyebrows and big eyes, full of smiles, slightly curved at the end, soft and stunning.

The young man's smile is bright and contagious, making people unable to help but curl up their lips.

Kong Lili looked more and more familiar: "Isn't this...isn't this Shen Li? It's just a little younger."

Helianyu's heartbeat accelerated rapidly. She pinched the edge of the drawing paper tightly with her fingers and asked calmly, "Are you sure?"

"Although it has been more than ten years, Zhang Yun's husband is so handsome. How could I admit that it was him? Especially these eyes, they look so similar..."

Kong Lili sighed with emotion. When she looked up, she saw the woman's face covered with frost.

She was a dignified and elegant lady, but her aura was frightening. Kong Lili didn't dare to look any further and quickly lowered her head.

After a long time, she heard the woman's cold voice: "Do you know what will happen if you cheat on me?"

The heating was on in the room and her body was warm, but Kong Lili suddenly felt a chill on her back, and a chill climbed up her spine.

"Madam, every word I said is true. If you don't believe me, you can ask Zhang Yun's brother. He doesn't even know his brother-in-law, right? There is also Shen Li's daughter. She should have Shen Li in her hands. photos, you will know if what I say is true once you ask them.”

"go out."

Kong Lili felt like she was being pardoned and quickly turned around and ran away.

He Lianyu's eyes fell on the painting again. The young man in the painting was smiling at her.

The most vivid thing on the young man's face is his eyes.

Reminiscent of the apricot blossom forest in spring, the bright sunshine penetrates the treetops and the light nourishes all things.

He Lianyu picked up another portrait. The girl in the painting was smart and refined.

The two portraits were placed together, and a surprising discovery was made.

The people in the painting have exactly the same eyes.

A flash of pale lightning split the night outside the window, and rolling thunder shook it.

He Lianyu fell down on the sofa, frowned, and murmured: "How could this happen?"

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Criminal Police Brigade.

Xiang Chenyu, who had been busy all day and night, fell into his chair and squinted for a while.

She dreamed of that boy again.

But the apricot blossom forest in spring turned into a blazing fire. The young man's back was determined and he ran towards the fire without hesitation.

"Do not……."

She cried and shouted, and the tongue of fire mercilessly devoured the young man.

Xiang Chenyu woke up suddenly, and at the same time, a thunder exploded in his ears.

Xiang Chenyu was in shock.

She raised her hand to wipe her forehead, and she was covered in cold sweat.

She recalled the dream just now. Many details were blurred. She only remembered the smile of the young man standing in the fire.

"no, I can not."

Xiang Chenyu murmured.

Shen Li is not Yu Fuli, this must be just a coincidence.

But after so many years as a criminal police officer, how could she not understand.

There are no coincidences in the world, everything that happens must be connected.

All kinds of clues ultimately point to a result.

Xiang Chenyu grabbed the car keys on the table, picked up his coat, and strode away.

When she walked to the door, she saw a young man sitting on the lounge chair at the door, sitting in a very upright posture, which was pleasing to the eye.

"Yoo Yoon Hee?"

The boy looked up.

He immediately stood up and said politely: "Officer Xiang."

Xiang Chenyu turned the car keys in his hand and looked him up and down.

"Who are you waiting for?"

"I'm waiting for Brother Wen."

Xiang Chenyu raised his eyebrows: "You came at the wrong time. He is on a business trip."

The young man pursed his lips and said, "Thank you for letting me know."

Leave as soon as you finish speaking.

"Wait." Xiang Chenyu stopped him.

"It's getting late, let me drive you back."

Xiang Chenyu stopped him first: "Don't reject me in a hurry. If something happens to you, Mrs. Liu will not let me off lightly."

The boy frowned.

Xiang Chenyu curled his lips, he was really different from his mother.

"It's too cold. Come have a meal with me first."

Xiang Chenyu parked the car at the entrance of a dilapidated alley and walked into a place that resembled an urban village.

Usually this is a lively night market, but tonight the weather is not good, with lightning and thunder, it looks like it will rain, so many night markets have closed their stalls.

Xiang Chen came to a stall with familiarity and said skillfully: "Boss, please have two bowls of three-fresh wontons."

"okay."

The boss and his son, who looked like he was in elementary school, were putting up an awning. Xiang Chenyu went up to help.

"Thank you, girl. It's all done. Sit down quickly. I'll make some wontons right away."

Xiang Chenyu knocked on the table with his finger: "Young Master, you don't dislike roadside stalls, do you?"

"No." The young man sat down opposite.

Xiang Chenyu stood up and took a can of beer and a can of Coke from the table next to the boss.

She put the Coke in front of Liu Yunxi: "High school students, just drink it."

After saying that, he opened the ring of the can, raised his head and took a big sip, which was extremely free and unrestrained.

Xiang Chenyu put down his beer with a snap and raised his head.

"It's going to rain." His tone was a little gloomy.

This is not something Xiang Chenyu can say.

Liu Runxi raised his eyes and glanced at her.

Xiang Chenyu smiled: "Young man, are you worried?"

Liu Runxi lowered her eyes and kept picking at the thin fabric with her hands on her knees.

"Sister is in a good mood today. Tell me. Maybe she can help you solve your problems?"

Liu Runxi shook his head: "You can't help me."

Xiang Chenyu slapped his hands on the table, and the simple small square table trembled.

"If you don't tell me, how do you know that my sister can't help you? Come on, come on, come on, come on, there won't be this store after this village."

The young man hesitated for a while and murmured: "I want to become stronger."

Xiang Chenyu looked at him and suddenly smiled.

Every teenager has their second year of high school and dreams of becoming stronger and saving the world.

Xiang Chenyu laughed dumbly: "You told me earlier, no one knows better than my sister. Look at my muscles."

Xiang Chenyu rolled up his sleeves and showed off his biceps.

"Who would have thought that my sister was so frail and sick when she was a child that she couldn't even walk without breathing."

The young man shook his head: "What I mean by becoming stronger is having the ability to fight against powerful forces and protect those you want to protect."

Xiang Chenyu was stunned for a moment when she saw the boy's eyes.

Inside it is as firm as mountains and seas.

She licked her dry lips and said, "Then you have found the right person."