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Lin Mutao touched the table and put on her glasses, the world finally became clear.

She glanced at the whole room, the room was not big, and there were only a handful of places to hide things. The rented house does not have a lot of storage space.

Lin Mutao looked at the wardrobe she once hid in, there was a silver suitcase above the wardrobe, maybe there was something there.

She moved a chair and took down the suitcase on top of the wardrobe. The suitcase was not heavy, but as soon as she took it down, the dust hit her face.

"Cough cough cough—", Lin Mutao wiped the surface of the suitcase with a tissue, it seemed that Wu Xiaohe hadn't moved the suitcase for a long time.

The suitcase has a password. She tried to adjust the numbers to the initial password of "000", but the suitcase was opened.

Lin Mutao thought in her heart, Wu Xiaohe is not very vigilant and has never changed his password.

The inside of the suitcase was empty, Lin Mutao reached into the inner mezzanine and found that there was indeed something inside.

She reached out and took out a stack of paper and photos.

The photo is of Wu Xiaohe's work. Wu Xiaohe is sitting in a cubicle with headphones on his head, a white shirt and a black suit vest, with a laptop in front of him. She was fatter then than she is now, but smiled sweetly at the computer, her apples bulging high.

Besides the plaid room is the same workstation, sitting other girls, dressed exactly like Wu Xiaohe.

Lin Mutao looked through the remaining photos and found that this should be a promotional photo taken by Wu Xiaohe and his colleagues at that time to promote the company's publicity department.

Wu Xiaohe was chubby at that time, but it looked like he had plenty of collagen.

Lin Mutao turned around and looked at herself reflected in the full-length mirror standing beside her. Now Wu Xiaohe is thinner than in the photo, but he doesn't look very energetic. The bulging apple muscles on his cheeks are a little loose and drooping, and the underside of his eyes are also dark blue.

Lin Mutao sighed and put the photo back in place, but suddenly felt some unevenness behind the photo.

She turned over the photo and found that behind the photo was written with a red pen: thin or die!

Next to the word is a crying emoji.

Lin Mutao was shocked, so Wu Xiaohe is now thinner than before, because of deliberate weight loss.

Lin Mutao folded the photo as it was, and then looked at the rest of the paper.

The first line is a few big prints: Department of Emotional Disorders, Third Hospital of **** City.

Lin Mutao looked down and saw Wu Xiaohe in the name column, symptoms: moderate depression.

Lin Mutao looked at the date of the consultation at the bottom and compared it with the shooting date on the photo, and found that Wu Xiaohe went to the doctor after the photo was taken.

She roughly browsed Wu Xiaohe's medical records, and roughly understood the cause of Wu Xiaohe's depression.

Wu Xiaohe lost weight excessively through dieting, but after a long period of dieting, he would still be unable to control himself after suddenly seeing delicious food, and he would feel denial and embarrass himself after eating a big meal. Wu Xiaohe even used vomiting to lose weight after indulging himself every time.

For a long time, not only the harm to the body, but also the repeated chagrin and regret and the opinions of the people around her about her obesity have made her develop into depression.

Losing weight—this is the connection between Wu Xiaohe and the Thin and Thin Weight Loss Institute discovered by Lin Mutao.

Pressed under the medical record book was a thin white piece of paper, Lin Mutao picked it up and looked at it, her eyelids jumped, because it was the dismissal letter.

Wu Xiaohe was fired by the company!

Lin Mutao looked at Wu Xiaohe's work photos and the dismissal letter, so Wu Xiaohe is now unemployed at home. And she also suffers from moderate depression, and she doesn't know whether she is recuperating at home or doing other jobs.

Lin Mutao asked softly, "Ajiu?"

No one answered in the room, she waited for several seconds without hearing Shi Jiajiu's voice.

Oh, three more taps.

Lin Mutao bent the finger of her left hand and tapped the diamond on the ring three times. Although she believed in the quality of the props produced by the live broadcast platform, she was still worried that the diamond would fall off!

Lin Mutao: "Ajiu?"

"I'm here." A deep voice came from the ring, like a cup of bitter tea in the dark night, exuding heat surrounding Lin Mutao's ears.

Even if Shi Jiajiu was not around, Lin Mutao could imagine the scene when he said these words, his thin lips were kissed, his face was cold and expressionless, but just two words All his warmth has been shown.

Lin Mutao lowered her voice unconsciously, "You haven't slept yet? Will I wake He Miao when I talk to you?"

"No", Shijiu at the other end paused and stood on another leg, "Just say it, I won't wake him by standing in the bathroom."

Restrooms? Lin Mutao thought that as soon as she spoke, Shi Jiajiu returned to her. Could it be that he had been waiting for her news in the bathroom and not sleeping in bed?

Lin Mutao, long story short, told Shi Jiajiu what she had just found.

Shi Jiajiu pondered for a moment and said, "Do you see the chronological order of these things?"

"The chronological order is the time the photo was taken, the depression diagnosis, and finally the dismissal."

Shi Jiajiu: "Oh, I might have guessed it."

"The company took pictures of the department for recruitment promotion. But I didn't expect that once Wu Xiaohe's photo was released, many people said she was too fat, which caused her psychological pressure."

Shi Jiajiu went on to say: "Wu Xiaohe started to lose weight, but she became depressed because of the weight loss. Considering her condition and image, the company fired her."

Listening to Shi Jiajiu's analysis, Lin Mutao looked at Wu Xiaohe's smiling face on the photo, and the red font on the back of the photo...

Yeah, how confident was Wu Xiaohe when he was taking pictures...

She sighed, "It's possible."

Shi Jiajiu's voice was low and steady, making Lin Mutao, who was alone in the apartment, feel at ease, "Did you find anything else?"

Lin Mutao shook her head. After shaking it, she realized that he couldn't see it, and hurriedly replied, "I can't find it. Wu Xiaohe still has a computer, but I don't know the password."

"Try it with her birthday."

Lin Mutao looked at the depression diagnosis certificate in her hand, on which was written Wu Xiaohe's date of birth, she stood up and walked to the table.

After the long boot animation, Lin Mutao entered Wu Xiaohe's date of birth in the password box, but the password was incorrect.

Lin Mutao tried to write only the month and date again, but the password was still incorrect.

Lin Mutao raised her hand, "It's not her birthday. What should I do?"

Shi Jiajiu was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Is this the computer in her photo? Are all computers the same?"

Lin Mutao picked up the photo, compared it carefully and answered affirmatively: "Yes, her computer is the same as the one in the photo, and everyone uses this computer."

Shi Jiajiu gave a "hmm" and replied: "In this case, Wu Xiaohe's computer should be unified by the company, and the user name and password are generally set by the company. Try hers. Is the job number a password?"

Although the user can change the password later, since Wu Xiaohe's suitcase is the initial "000", it is very likely that her computer password has not been changed.

Lin Mutao took out the work card she found last time from the drawer, and it had Wu Xiaohe's job number on it.

Lin Mutao looked at the work permit, entered the long string of alphanumerics, and pressed the "OK" button.

Suddenly the blue login interface disappeared, revealing the computer desktop. She was a very good-looking girl, and Lin Mutao knew at a glance that this was a picture from the Internet.

Wu Xiaohe's computer desktop is very clean, there is only one browser icon and several working software, such as PPT and Word.

Lin Mutao clicked on the browser, because the browser was closed directly last time, so she loaded and entered the interface that was closed last time, and she swept over it, it was a piece of green.

Just as I was about to take a closer look, the light suddenly turned off.

Lin Mutao was startled and let out a short exhalation sound.

Shi Jiajiu asked, "What's wrong? Are you in danger?"

Lin Mutao raised her head, looked at the lights on the ceiling, then walked over to look at other electrical appliances, and replied, "It's alright, it seems that there was a power outage, which surprised me."

Shi Jiajiu breathed a sigh of relief, "It's fine."

In the entire room, there was only the blue light of the laptop, barely illuminating Lin Mutao. Lin Mutao was about to go over and continue to look at the things on the computer, but the door rang, which startled Lin Mutao again.

The sound of "dong dong dong" slammed on the wooden door, resounding throughout the small room.

Lin Mutao's heart suddenly lifted, she lowered her voice and said to Shi Jiajiu on the other side: "Someone knocked on the door."

Then, Lin Mutao raised her head and asked, "Who is it?"

A hoarse voice from outside the door said: "It's me, the property owner. Miss Wu, there seems to be a problem with your circuit. I'll come to the door to check."

Property? Lin Mutao still remembered that when she just turned on the computer, the time on the lower right side of the computer was 10:30 pm.

Although 10:30 is not too early, it is not too late. For many young people, the nightlife has just begun. It seems that a home inspection of the property is also possible.

Lin Mutao gently threw aside the slippers that were under her feet, then walked to the door with her bare feet, and looked out through the cat's eyes.

In front of the door stood an ordinary man with dark skin, not much hair, and a simple and honest face when he smiled.

This man—somewhat familiar?

Isn't this the man she saw in the closet that day?

So this person is a property owner? Why was he at Wu Xiaohe's house that day? Are you helping Wu Xiaohe repair something?

Lin Mutao's intuition was a little wrong, but she couldn't feel anything wrong.

Lao Zhang outside the door saw that no one answered for so long, so he asked again, "Miss Wu?"

Before Lin Mutao spoke, Shijiu on the other side of the ring said, "I'm her boyfriend, I'm sorry, we're sleeping, we don't need electricity, you can come and see tomorrow. Well, please, please."

The property owner outside the door smiled honestly and joked: "Miss Wu, when did you have a boyfriend? Why haven't I heard of you?"

Lin Mutao bit her lip, it seems that this property is quite clear to the residents.

Lin Mutao didn't know the relationship between Wu Xiaohe and the property owner Zhang. It would be bad if she talked nonsense. She replied vaguely: "Ah... yes, my boyfriend came to play today..."

Old Zhang said: "That's fine, don't bother you, I'll take a look at this circuit tomorrow."

After that, the sound of footsteps leaving.

Lin Mutao lay on the cat's eye, looked at it, and confirmed that there was no one at the door, Lin Mutao groped back to the table with the meager light of the computer screen on the table.

"Ajiu, thank you just now."

Shi Jiajiu's tone was a little worried, but also with a bit of old father's care, "It's okay, if the girl lives alone, don't open the door easily at night."

"Well, I know. I just don't know why the power went out," Lin Mutao sighed. She had just been frightened by this, and she hadn't had time to look at the contents of the computer. "I'll see if there are any clues in the computer now."

Lin Mutao just raised her head, and before she could take a closer look at the green interface on the computer, she felt that the words on the computer kept swaying from side to side, making her unable to see clearly.

Lin Mutao covered her head, not the words moving, but her head dizzy...

She clutched her head in discomfort and fell onto the bed.

In the moment before fainting, Lin Mutao thought, "I'm going, I haven't seen anything before sending me back!" How can this copy be so capricious! !

When Lin Mutao opened her eyes, she found herself lying on the bed in the dormitory. The pitch-dark dormitory kept her from being converted from the blackout apartment.

She stared at the ceiling and reacted for a few minutes before she remembered that the communicator was not yet connected.

Lin Mutao picked up the quilt, huddled in the quilt, and said angrily to the ring: "I was sent back again, I haven't seen anything in the computer..."

The Shi Jiajiu comforted: "It's okay, there is always a chance to see it." "Then go to sleep, you must be quite tired."

Lin Mutao gave a "um" and replied "OK".

She raised her finger and was about to tap the ring three times when she suddenly heard Shi Jiajiu say softly, "Good night."

Lin Mutao was stunned for a moment, and her fingers paused in the air, "Ajiu, good night."

When Lin Mutao reacted again, she realized that her finger had unknowingly knocked on the ring due to the inertia of her whereabouts.

Ah, the contactor was closed by her!

Lin Mutao shrank in the quilt and refused to come out, her face was red and hot.

Hey, why is her psychological reaction so much like a campus couple calling in the dormitory in the middle of the night, still reluctant to hang up!

****

The boys' dormitory, in the bathroom.

When Shi Jiu heard the girl's sweet voice coming from the other side of the ring, the corners of her mouth twitched unconsciously. Then, like a reaction, he quickly pressed down the corners of his mouth.

He wanted to say something more, but heard three crisp knocks.

Ah, she hung up the contactor.

Shijiu felt a trace of regret in his heart for some reason. He straightened up and rubbed his cold hands. The temperature at night was still a little low.

Shijiu rubbed his numb legs, only to realize that he had been standing in the bathroom for too long. He lowered his head and yawned, his long eyelashes covering his beautiful eyes.

It's time to go to bed, after all, I already said good night.

*****

A world.

In the property office, an ordinary-looking dark-skinned man was sitting quietly, his hands clenched tightly and pressed on the table.

Sleep? have a boyfriend?

When he knocked on the door, a faint blue light could be seen in the room through the cat's eyes. She was clearly not asleep and was still playing on the computer. And she was obviously the only one in the room.

Oh, do you think he is a fool?

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The progress is too slow, I write, I write, I write! ! (A salted fish author taps **** the keyboard.)