Since everyone was awake, Xu Yao stood up, put on his coat, and looked at his watch. It was indeed 5:30.

Mo Xiaoqing suddenly asked, "Captain Xu, I heard that you asked Tang Hai today if there was any progress?

Was it a coincidence that Chen Xinhua died in the room where his daughter hanged herself, or was it someone deliberately arranging it?"

It would have been better if Mo Xiaoqing didn't ask. As soon as she asked, Xu Yao suddenly remembered what Liu Xiaobo had talked to him privately.

Now many police officers privately suspect that Mo Xiaoqing is related to the Chen Xinhua case.

"Mo Xiaoqing, why are you so nervous about the progress of the case. What are you afraid of now?" Xu Yao asked.

Mo Xiaoqing was also puzzled. Afraid! Why?

"Xu Yao, what do you mean by that? Are you doubting me now? So you have never trusted me that I didn't kill Chen Xinhua, right?!"

Xu Yao felt a little guilty, so he had to say, "That's not what I meant."

Mo Xiaoqing asked aggressively. "Okay, I'll ask you again, do you believe I killed someone?"

"Mo Xiaoqing, investigating a case requires evidence."

I don't know what happened, Mo Xiaoqing suddenly felt very angry and shouted loudly:

"Xu Yao, as long as you don't break up with me now, you are my boyfriend now. I am not asking you as your assistant, but as your girlfriend. Do

you believe I killed someone?"

Xu Yao's eyelashes trembled suddenly, and it felt like a thorn was stuck in his throat, unable to move up or down.

For Mo Xiaoqing, the time now is very difficult for her. She counted silently in her heart 1234...

A minute passed, and Xu Yao did not answer her.

Mo Xiaoqing gave up, "Okay, I got it."

She turned around and ran away quickly.

Tang Hai didn't know how long he hadn't suffered from insomnia, but since he confessed everything to Captain Xu Yao, he started to suffer from insomnia again.

He was still in a daze, as if he heard a familiar voice calling him.

His body was weak and sleepy, and he fell on the bed and didn't want to get up.

Suddenly, a beam of dazzling morning light shot into his eyes, and at the same time a childish voice rang out.

"Dad, dad, get up. The sun is going to shine on your butt. Hurry up and play with Xiangxiang."

He hadn't heard this voice for a long time. When this voice sounded, his whole body trembled. I love to hear this voice so much.

Tang Hai tried to open his eyes under the shining morning light. He saw a slender and pretty little girl in a suspender green flower dress, smiling at him under the sun.

A happy smile could not help but climb onto Tang Hai's face. He climbed out of bed and stared at the girl in front of him, unwilling to look away.

"Xiangxiang, are you here to see daddy?" When Tang Hai said this, he smelled a special fragrance.

This fragrance made him feel yearning and extremely peaceful and satisfied. He couldn't help but run towards his daughter in front of him.

Her daughter suddenly started running, her long hair swinging behind her head. Then she would turn around and keep shouting,

"Dad, hurry up, catch up with me. Let's go out and play together."

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he went out to play with his daughter. In his subconscious, he vaguely thought of a fact that his daughter seemed to have left him for a long time.

It turned out that he was in a dream.

He was thinking that even in a dream, it would be an extremely wonderful time to be able to play and chase with his daughter.

Tang Hai looked up at the back of his daughter who was jumping and jumping, and followed closely behind her.

He found that his daughter was walking faster and faster, so he had no choice but to run after her. He glanced around and it seemed that there was a dense forest on the left.

"Dad, we're here. This is my favorite place. Our whole family lives here, but why do we have to move out later?"

Tang Hai looked at the solid wood building shining in the morning glow, and his heart was also very happy.

"Xiangxiang, you can't think like that. We are not moving out. We are just temporarily living in the villa outside, and this beautiful wooden house belongs to you, Xiangxiang."

"Dad, is it true? Such a big house belongs to me alone?" The daughter jumped up happily.

"Thank you, Dad, then let's go in. I have prepared a special gift for you."

The daughter led the way in front, and Tang Hai followed her daughter like a madman.

Suddenly, a cool breeze blew on Tang Hai's back. He couldn't help but shiver and couldn't help wondering in his heart: This dream is so real.

He touched the leaves in front of the building, which were still cool with water droplets.

"Dad, hurry up." Tang Hai's daughter urged again.

Tang Hai stepped into the house.

The room was surprisingly quiet, and the light in the living room was a little dim, but fortunately there was a very bright street in front of him, illuminating the path under Tang Hai's feet.

He slowly followed his daughter upstairs.

"Dad, we're here! This is the room. I prepared a gift for you."

The daughter's voice seemed to have a seductive magic. Tang Hai listened to the voice and stepped into the room.

After walking in, I found that the house was empty, but there was a big black hook on the ceiling of the windowsill. There seemed to be something hanging on the hook, a knotted rope.

There was also a chair under the board.

"Daddy, do you love me? If you love me, climb onto the stool and put your head into the rope.

This way you can be with me forever. Think of me, and you won't be alone and afraid anymore."

Tang Hai's consciousness began to become hazy. Was this a dream? Or was it his innermost and truest thought.

Or was it his daughter Tang Siyan's thought - she just wanted him to go down to accompany her.

Is his daughter really lonely down there? Do I really want to go to accompany her?

While he was thinking there, his daughter's voice rang again, slightly unhappy,

"Dad, don't you love your daughter anymore? Don't you want to be with your daughter forever?"

Tang Hai's thoughts were confused. He remembered that his daughter had left the world. I must be dreaming now.

Since it was a dream, he couldn't let his daughter down again.

Well, he fulfilled his daughter's idea.

Anyway, after waking up, the sun rose as usual.

Tang Hai walked to the windowsill step by step, stood on the chair, grabbed the rope with both hands and put his head in.