Who moved my novel?

"Director Zhou, someone put this in my mailbox." Xue Mo put a stack of things in front of Director Zhou.

"Oh? What is it?" Director Zhou picked up one of the pieces in confusion, and suddenly opened his eyes wide: "This is..."

"It's the deceased in the recent case." Xue Mo nodded: "This seems to be a letter written to him by the professor's lover."

"This..." Director Zhou's hands trembled slightly: "Is this clue... reliable?"

"Unreliable." Xue Mo shook his head: "I don't know who sent it to me, how can it be reliable."

"Yeah." Director Zhou nodded, but he didn't express disappointment. Although Xue Mo couldn't confirm the reliability of this evidence, it didn't mean that these evidences were false. "

"There are others below." Xue Mo prompted.

"Others? "Director Zhou turned over the photos at the back again, and this time he was even more surprised.

The things at the back of the envelope were dozens of photos, or rather, a group of photos.

And all of these photos came from newspapers without exception.

The most important thing is that the contents of these photos can be connected to form a complete clue of the incident.

"Is this... the previous missing case?" Director Zhou narrowed his eyes slightly.

He knew about this case. At that time, he had just been transferred to Chixin City and happened to follow the investigation of this case.

"Yeah." Xue Mo nodded: "I took a rough look, and it seems that the information behind is related to this case, and the final clue points to..."

"Pointing to the contractor." Director Zhou's face darkened a lot. He stared at the photos for a long time before looking up: "Thank you, Xue Mo, no matter where these photos came from, they really helped a lot!"

"You're welcome." Xue Mo nodded: "Director Zhou, is there anything else I can do?"

"You've worked hard. I will arrange someone to check the authenticity of these evidences. "Director Zhou thought for a while and said, "If it's convenient for you, please help me write a report."

"Okay." Xue Mo nodded: "What do you want to write?"

"Just write that I found an account book at the contractor's residence, which said... the final payment of an account nine years ago, and the money was received recently."

"Why write this?" Xue Mo looked at Director Zhou in confusion.

"Just write it, I will naturally be of great use." Director Zhou thought for a while and added: "Try to write it as truthfully as possible, and it is best to add some details."

...

"Director Wang." Director Zhou smiled and backed out of Director Wang's office door.

"Oh? Director Zhou?" Director Wang snorted, casually greeted him, and then ignored Director Zhou.

"What's wrong, Director Wang?" Director Zhou sat on the sofa happily: "I'm here to report good news, don't you want to listen?"

"I want to listen, I want to listen." Director Wang said perfunctorily: "Then please tell me quickly? "

"I know how the contractor died." Director Zhou said, crossing his legs.

"You know?" Director Wang frowned slightly. There was no progress on his case, but Director Zhou came from behind and got the clues so quickly?

"Of course." Director Zhou walked in front of Director Wang and patted the envelope in his hand: "Don't say I don't share information with you. The useful things are all in it. Take a look for yourself."

"Let me see." Director Wang snatched the envelope, and his expression became more and more solemn as he looked at it.

"The missing case ten years ago."

"Delayed construction period."

"The garbage recycling station that temporarily changed the construction site."

"Construction workers infected with strange diseases."

"Overdue balance."

"Strange smell."

"Campus ghost talk."

"How can these be linked together?"

Director Wang looked at Director Zhou in surprise: "Did you link these together in a few hours? "

To be honest, Director Wang didn't believe it. Although these information seemed to be related, they actually appeared in different newspapers, at different times, and with different protagonists.

What ability did Director Zhou have to string all these things together in such a short time to form a complete event? Or... could it be that Director Zhou had been investigating this case for a long time, so he had to intervene in this case?

"Secret." Director Zhou smiled: "I have been the deputy director here for several years, and I still have some resources. Don't ask too much. I can only say that I have verified these events. They are all true, and they are all published by official newspapers, except for campus gossip."

"Then you suspect that the missing girl was killed and buried in the school's garbage recycling station?" After stringing together the clues, Director Wang came to the same conclusion as Director Zhou.

"This is just one of the possibilities, but it is actually very simple to verify." Director Zhou looked at Director Wang: "It's just that I am not the person in charge of this case, so..."

"Dig! "Without waiting for Director Zhou to finish, Director Wang made a prompt decision: "Dig it now!"

"But..." Director Wang hesitated: "You only said that the contractor did it, but how did the contractor die?"

"I think he committed suicide." Director Zhou looked at Director Wang and said: "But I think you must have other ideas, so you can reason slowly."

...

"Uncle." Yi Yi returned to the room and greeted Dong Peng who was writing something in a low voice.

"You're back." Dong Peng put down the pen in his hand and greeted Yi Yi with a smile: "Didn't he see it?"

"No." Yi Yi shook his head: "I saw that there was no one nearby, so I went in."

"That's good." Dong Peng nodded: "Come on, go with me again."

"Go again?" Yi Yi looked at Dong Peng in confusion: "Why do you have to go again? Did you forget something?"

"No." Dong Peng shook his head and handed the box in his hand to Yi Yi: "Take it, let's deliver it to the customer."

"What is this?" Yi Yi looked at the package: "Is this blood ink?"

"Yeah." Dong Peng nodded: "It should be delivered today, as agreed before."

"Is that person the customer who ordered blood ink?" Yi Yi opened his mouth in surprise, with some fear in his eyes.

"Yes, and no." Dong Peng nodded, then shook his head: "The person who ordered this ink is a guy named 'Blood Ink', who is my friend. As for that person..."

"Hmm?" Yi Yi looked up at Dong Peng here with his head raised, not quite understanding.

"Nothing." Dong Peng shook his head: "Come on, come with me, I'll introduce you to each other. In addition, I found a teacher for you, who also lives nearby."

"Teacher?" Yi Yi looked at Dong Peng in confusion: "Why do you need a teacher?"

"What? You don't want to go to school?" Dong Peng smiled and looked at Yi Yi: "Didn't you say you wanted to learn knowledge before?"

"I do, but, but I've fallen behind so much, I can't keep up." Yi Yi scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

"It doesn't matter, just follow me." Dong Peng shook his head and opened the door: "Besides, I still have something for you to do."