Chen Shiming felt something inexplicably. When he was about to speak, Chen Qizhao had already walked past him and went straight home. He stopped and watched the figure walking further and further away. It was clearly a very ordinary sentence. The two brothers had said worse things when they quarreled, but Chen Shiming had an indescribable feeling.

Special Assistant Xu got out of the car and said, "Boss, I just checked the garage and there are no other problems."

"I understand." Chen Shiming glanced at the garage, suppressed the suffocating feeling in his heart, and said, "Let's get off work early."

Special Assistant Xu was stunned for a moment, then saw that Chen Shiming had already walked back.

There are plenty of warm lights inside the Chen family's home. The bright light is different from the dimness outside, giving people a relaxing feeling.

Chen Jianhong worked overtime tonight and didn't come back early. The three members of the Chen family had dinner and didn't talk about work. Only the sound of Zhang Yazhi talking to Chen Qizhao from time to time could be heard.

Chen Qizhao's behavior was no different from usual, but the only thing left in Chen Shiming's mind was what Chen Qizhao said at that time.

Zhang Yazhi was happy to see her children coming back for dinner. She had cooked a little too much for dinner, so she pulled Chen Qizhao aside and talked for a long time, "Mom cooked so much, why did you only eat this little?"

"I ate too much at school at noon." Chen Qizhao finished his soup. "I'm going back to my room to do some homework."

Zhang Yazhi looked at Chen Qizhao for a while, and left after seeing him finish his soup. "Has your brother been eating less recently?"

"Yeah." Chen Shiming was thinking about something, but he still said, "The weather has changed a lot recently, so it's normal to have no appetite. Don't think too much."

After dinner, Chen Shiming returned to his study and received part of the survey results.

The driver, Lao Lin, is an honest and dull person. He always does his job at home as usual and there is nothing wrong with him.

Before, Chen Shiming never paid attention to the people around him, but now the truth that is gradually coming to light is like lifting a veil that he could not see before.

After the accident information at Panshan intersection was sent in the afternoon, he immediately asked people to investigate the situation near Panshan intersection, and found many anomalies one after another. Lao Lin, a driver who usually appears to be normal, often stayed near Panshan intersection in the past few years. Chen Shiming knew that his wife and children died in an accident at Panshan intersection, but it was hard to imagine this information that he got from others.

"This is not right." Chen Shiming frowned slightly: "Someone is not only processing the accident information for Lao Lin, but also doing other things."

Moreover, there is a reconstruction plan near the Panshan intersection, and many shops have been relocated. Lao Lin behaved abnormally in the past few years, but he rarely went there since last year. If there were not a few shop owners who had some impression of him, this matter would have been forgotten in two years, and no one would remember that a person with strange behavior had stayed at the accident intersection many times.

A person who may have mental problems often goes to the accident intersection and has been in a car accident before.

But now this person suddenly doesn't want to go over. This is too abnormal. It's as if someone asked him not to go over and cleaned up some traces for him, trying to make him look like a normal person.

The assistant in charge of the investigation on the other end of the phone was slightly stunned: "Then boss, are we still going to investigate along this line?"

"Investigate." Chen Shiming said in a deep voice, "There is someone behind Lao Lin."

And is it really only this place, Panshan Road intersection? If Lao Lin had shown signs of mental abnormality a long time ago, could there have been accidents somewhere else that the Chen family didn't know about?... The Chen family's car is easy to check, but if Lao Lin had the accident while driving another car, there are some records that they won't be able to find.

After Chen Qizhao returned to the room, he did not turn on the lights. He turned on the computer, and the lit computer screen illuminated his face. He imported all the information collected in the past few days into a private disk for backup and then removed the disk.

He saw three red envelopes under several documents and placed the disk next to them.

There was no sound in the quiet room. He turned on the light in the bathroom and went in to take a shower.

While getting dressed, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and saw a shallow knife scar on my slightly pale arm muscle. After so much time had passed, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have become accustomed to this young face and also accustomed to certain past events that should never be mentioned again.

It didn't take long after I finished taking a shower and returned to my room.

Chen Qizhao sat cross-legged in front of the computer, looking at the densely packed text on the screen, leaning back slightly.

The computer switched to another interface, which showed all the surveillance footage inside and outside the Chen family villa. Small boxes filled the screen, including the corridor, living room, garden... Chen Qizhao's sight stopped at the corridor leading to the servants' room, staring at the door of the driver Lao Lin's room in the corner.

After sitting for a while, he felt the urge to smoke again, so he lit a cigarette and put it aside.

I don’t know how long I stared at the screen until there was a buzzing sound.

The silent phone vibrated, and he lowered his head to see the message from Shen Yuhuai.

For some reason, every night during this period, Shen Yuhuai would send him messages, either sending him pictures of the succulents he raised, or replying to the messages they had chatted about during the day. Chen Qizhao glanced at the night view outside the window and suddenly wanted to go to the beach to watch the fireworks.

For the first time, he didn't really want to take the initiative to reply to Shen Yuhuai's message.

Nothing happened, but I felt very sleepy.

The message popped up once and was answered again.

Chen Qizhao reached out and hooked the phone over, and when he opened it, he saw the photo sent by Shen Yuhuai.

[-Chen Yuhuai: I just finished my work and happened to be near you. Do you want to have a midnight snack? ]

The photo shows the food stall in front of the school.

[-Zhao: I went home, not in school. ]

[-Chen Yuhuai: That can only be done next time. ]

It takes nearly an hour to drive from here to school...

Chen Qizhao glanced at the time on the computer. It would be around eleven o'clock in the past, so it was not impossible to have a midnight snack.

[-Zhao: Are you alone? ]

[-Chen Yuhuai: Follow Liu Sui. ]

oh.

Chen Qizhao held the phone and his eyes stopped on Shen Yuhuai's profile picture. His fingertips stroked the screen of his mobile phone. The fireworks blooming on the beach in his memory seemed to bloom one after another before his eyes. An impulse ran through his body, and he suddenly wanted to call Chen Yuhuai to go to the beach.

But this feeling suddenly stopped when he was about to pop up the video chat.

Chen Qizhao seemed to realize something. He swiped away the VX interface, opened the photo album on his phone, and his eyes stopped on the recent photo of Shen Yuhuai in the album. Scan across Shen Yuhuai who was eating with his eyes downcast in the restaurant, and his hands taking care of plants in the video screenshot... The photos overlapped and finally formed a clip.

In the hospital corridor, a cold hand rubbed against his face.

"Touch me."

In the quiet room, Chen Qizhao suddenly said.

He didn't know where this sudden possessive desire came from, he wanted Shen Yuhuai to stay by his side, just like before, touching his face, touching his forehead... As soon as this thought rushed into his mind, it was an endless impulse, and he held the phone tightly.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Chen Qizhao seemed to wake up from a trance and suddenly realized that he was sweating.

The knocking on the door continued. Chen Qizhao let go of the phone, and it made a muffled sound on the table.

He stood up and went to open the door.

When the door opened, Chen Shiming was standing outside with a glass of milk, and saw that the room was dark.

He frowned slightly: "Why don't you turn on the light?"

"I forgot." Chen Qizhao's eyes stopped at the milk in his hand and he smiled: "Not bad, are you ready for bed?"

"I brought it for you." Chen Shiming glanced at Chen Qizhao.

Chen Qizhao took the glass of milk in surprise, "If you have nothing to do..."

Chen Shiming: "Why don't you blow dry your hair?"

Chen Qizhao paused: "Lazy."

"Let's go in and talk?" Chen Shiming's gaze paused on his face for a moment, "There's something."

Chen Qizhao glanced around and made way for Chen Shiming, "Come in."

Chen Shiming seldom entered Chen Qizhao's room. The two brothers had a bad relationship before. Not to mention entering Chen Qizhao's room, just standing at the door would cause a quarrel. Except for the few times when Chen Qizhao had a fever some time ago, he never set foot in this place.

He walked past Chen Qizhao and entered, turning on the light switch at the door, and the dark room suddenly became bright.

I didn't pay close attention to it before, but now I see that the furniture arrangement in Chen Qizhao's room is the same as before, but some fancy things have been removed, making it simpler. He hadn't walked a few steps when he smelled smoke and looked directly towards the source of the smoke.

There was a lit cigarette in the ashtray, and the whole room was filled with the smell of nicotine.

Chen Shiming frowned slightly and was about to speak when he turned around to see Chen Qizhao closing the door. His wet hair stuck to the side of his neck and his slightly loose pajamas looked a little empty.

Chen Qizhao said: "Just tell me what you want to say."

He noticed Chen Shiming's furrowed brows and suddenly remembered something, "Oh, wait a minute, I'll go open the window and let in some fresh air."

Chen Shiming didn't say anything. He saw Chen Qizhao walk over there to open the window, and said, "Blow your hair first. Haven't you learned your lesson from the fever you had a while ago? You have to..." He was halfway through his words when he suddenly saw Chen Qizhao stop in front of the computer, staring straight at the computer screen.

Chen Shiming was surprised and walked over to take a look, only then he noticed the densely packed surveillance cameras on the computer.

Chen Qizhao: "There is movement."

Chen Shiming paused for a moment and looked at the chaotic surveillance on the computer screen, "What's going on?"

"He came out of the room." Chen Qizhao pointed to a place diagonally below the screen.

Chen Shiming suddenly looked over and saw the driver, Lao Lin, walking in a corridor, from one surveillance camera to another, and finally disappearing from the indoor surveillance range.

“He took the bait.”