After Mo Xiaoqing came out of the hospital, she did not choose to go back to rest, but took a car to the scene of the gunfight.

When she entered, she found Liu Xiaobo, Xiao Lizi, Huang Jie, and several police officers including the forensic doctor Lin Yalin, all conducting a careful search and inspection.

Liu Xiaobo was searching for the car that the crazy woman drove towards Xu Yao.

He saw Mo Xiaoqing coming to help, and she looked exhausted, so he couldn't help but say, "Xiaoqing, if you are tired, go back and rest."

Liu Xiaobo also heard that this was the first time Mo Xiaoqing shot and killed someone, and her psychological fluctuations were the greatest at this time.

But Mo Xiaoqing just yawned a few times and still insisted, "It's okay, I can still hold on."

Soon joined the evidence collection process.

Liu Xiaobo has been searching the car carefully, not missing any A cuff or a bag.

Finally, he found a mobile phone in a hidden place.

He excitedly held up the phone to show his police colleagues. The phone was intact and still had power. Liu Xiaobo pressed a power button and soon saw a selfie of a non-mainstream girl on the screen saver.

The phone could not be accessed because a password was set.

Liu Xiaobo tried several times but failed. When he was at a loss, Leo snatched it away.

"It's useless. It can't be opened without the password." Liu Xiaobo said angrily.

Xiao Li ignored him and studied the phone with great concentration. He tried many methods but couldn't get in.

Mo Xiaoqing suddenly had an idea and walked towards Lin Yalin with her phone. Lin Yalin was checking the body with two assistants.

"Sister Ya, can you see if you can open it with the fingerprint of the deceased?"

Lin Yalin quickly took the phone and calmly raised the right hand of the deceased with her rubber-gloved hand, and pressed the right hand of the deceased on the phone. She actually unlocked the password with the fingerprint.

Liu Xiaobo, who caught up with her, saw this scene and was stunned on the spot.

"Is this possible?"

Mo Xiaoqing reached out, "Why not?"

She took the deceased's phone in her hand and began to flip through it. First, she could start with WeChat, which contained relatives and friends who had been online for a long time, and WeChat would automatically log in.

It turns out that the deceased's name is Ai Menglin. Her profile picture is still a non-mainstream selfie, and she looks young.

Sister Huang came over to gossip and asked curiously, "I think the police uniform worn by the deceased looks like the real one. If it was changed, I wouldn't be able to tell there's anything wrong."

After listening, Lin Yalin raised her eyes and said through the mask:

"In fact, the tear is still very obvious."

Liu Xiaobo on the side was also confused, "Where is the tear

? It's just a shoulder badge. Why can't I see it?" Lin Yalin raised one of the deceased's hands to show them, but they still looked confused. After a long time of identification, they got nothing. "Where is it?"

Mo Xiaoqing was also looking at the hand carefully. She didn't understand much either, but she could see a little bit.

"Sister Ya, she painted her nails."

Lin Yalin asked with a smile and gentle eyes, "What else?"

Mo Xiaoqing searched carefully again, and she suddenly realized, "Oh, I see, she has an earring on her ear."

Liu Xiaobo's brain was stuck, and Lin Yalin couldn't help but speak.

"You said that you old-fashioned people didn't even look carefully at the assistant who just came in.

There is a formal regulation in the police appearance and style that female police officers cannot paint their nails when wearing police uniforms, and they can't wear jewelry."

"Oh, so that's it, Liu Xiaobo suddenly realized it and screamed, "That's because our boss is experienced in handling cases, and he saw the problem at a quick glance."

Lin Yalin didn't say anything else, still lowered her head to continue the inspection.

Mo Xiaoqing also picked up her phone again and continued to look through it. She entered a mobile phone album, which was full of intimate selfies taken with a four-year-old man.

She looked carefully, and after another look, she felt that the man's face was very familiar.

Finally, she realized, "I remember. I know who the man in this photo is?"

After listening, Liu Xiaobo also came over and looked at the photos in the phone carefully, "Huh? This non-mainstream-looking girl actually has such a mature boyfriend. She is not a mistress, right?

Mo Xiaoqing, you said you know this man, who is he?"

Mo Xiaobo saw that he looked familiar, but after taking a closer look, he became more certain, "If I'm not mistaken, , he is a Mr. Jin who holds an art exhibition.

Do you remember? I once saw a painting called One at an art exhibition.

This person is the investor of the art exhibition, a p2p boss.

At that time, the art exhibition was organized by his investment. I only investigated from the side before, but I never met him. He was abroad at that time. "

Liu Xiaobo was even more puzzled. Why was he suddenly involved in that painting again?

He snatched the phone and flipped through the contents. Suddenly, he saw a long and poetic letter, and couldn't help but read it:

"My dear, you are the most beautiful work of art I have ever seen. I am willing to do anything for you as long as you like it.

You are the April wind in the world, you are the breeze in May that stirs up the ripples in my heart. ...

Oh, I have goosebumps."

Liu Xiaobo began to speculate, "Could it be that the owner of the exhibition held the exhibition for the girl to please her?

And now why did this girl run to the criminal police team? What exactly is in those materials?"

Sister Huang interrupted: "It's files."

Mo Xiaobo couldn't help but ask, "Whose files are they?"

"Chen Zhiguo, that is, Mr. Chen who was murdered on the island."

With this said, the mystery in everyone's mind became even more difficult to solve.

Seeing that the deceased was quite skilled in the gunfight. And more importantly, she was actually equipped with a gun, and her shooting skills were not bad.

Just a few of them could not find the answer, nor could they figure out the ins and outs. It just so happened that Xu Yao, who was the backbone, was not present now.

After searching for about two hours, everyone returned to the criminal police.

It seems that they must go and meet Mr. Jin, the investment boss of the art exhibition.

Luo Xiaoqing also found it very strange. She wondered if the incident of stealing documents this time was a coincidence? Or was it really related to the Zhenghai Island murder case.

After returning to the Criminal Police Team, Mo Xiaoqing began to carefully search for all the information about the deceased Ai Menglin.

The other police officers were also sorting out the physical evidence they found today, and they also gave Mo Xiaobo a statement at the time of the crime.

Not long after they all returned to the Criminal Police Team's office, Xu Yao had already rushed back in a hurry. As soon as he entered the door, he began to ask about the progress.

"How is the investigation going? Who is the deceased? What is his purpose in going to the Municipal Bureau Criminal Police Building?"

Mo Xiaoqing opened her own small notebook and began to introduce seriously:

Ai Menglin, female, 24 years old, Chinese and American, came to China a year ago. She has been working in a company of an art exhibition investor since she came to China.

Through my careful investigation, I found that the boss of this gallery investment is not just the boss, but Ai Menglin's boyfriend.

I found a very important clue here, that is, this boss Jin once planned an art exhibition, and I also attended it. In

that exhibition, I saw a very strange painting called, what is it, there is an airplane, a church, and a little boy with two different faces. "