The strongest dream therapist

Chapter 69 Blurred Clues
After searching around, I found nothing useful except the computer.

It is not yet known whether the data in the computer has been cleared.

Since Liao Xuan was able to leave it here without any hesitation, he must be confident that the police would not be able to find anything in this computer.

Or perhaps, this was a completely new computer, designed to waste police resources and buy time for his escape.

Fu Yuan and Wang Fugui looked at it and felt that something was wrong.

Guo Yu asked the housekeeper, "Where do the mother and daughter usually live?"

"Huh?" The housekeeper was distracted. When he called out to her, he respectfully led the way and explained, "They don't usually live here. We don't either. We have a dedicated staff dormitory."

Walking through the winding gravel road on the side of the main building of the manor, you can see an independent two-story building, which is the staff dormitory of the manor.

The housekeeper shouldn't have the key to the mother and daughter's dormitory.

But before leaving on Friday, He's mother gave him the key and told him to give it to the police if they came.

The housekeeper later saw Liao Xuan also took away their keys, and thought that she had secretly made a spare one.

But when he saw Officer Guo and the others just now, he forgot about it for a moment. Now that Guo Yu asked him to open the door of He's mother and daughter, he was of course very familiar with it.

The room was very clean and there was nothing in it except a bed with bedding neatly folded on it, as if someone had cleaned it deliberately.

But perhaps because he left in a hurry, the child's homework book was spread out on the table with a few pages, and a Chinese textbook was placed next to it.

Guo Yu frowned and ordered his colleagues to start searching.

Fu Yuan walked to the desk, which was a wooden board with four legs.

The Chinese textbook was opened to the page "A Lilac".
"We tiptoed into the quiet courtyard and planted a lilac in front of the teacher's window.

Teacher, teacher, let its green branches and leaves reach into your window and keep you company every night.

Teacher - the green leaves rustle in the wind, that is us singing for you to help you eliminate the tiredness of the day.

Teacher - the flowers blooming all over the tree are our smiling faces. Thank you for always caring about us.

It's late at night, the stars are blinking sleepily, teacher, take a rest,

Let the fragrance of flowers drift into your dreams, and those dreams will surely be fragrant and sweet."

In the homework book.

Homework: Write a poem based on the lilac, with positive content.

The homework on one side reads:

"Invited by the sunshine, I tiptoed quietly, and the secret we agreed on was quietly hidden, and I tied it into a wreath and wore it gently!

The tip of the pen is dipped in seven-color frosting, the notes jump on the branches, recording the song of the wind and drawing a smiling face in the clouds.

Two butterflies came, and the first petal was filled with whispers. The snail beside the altar guessed slowly, and a waltz began to dance among the flowers.

After class, I chased dandelions and hid a bag of stars..."

The handwriting is not neat, it's just like a child's scribbles.

Fu Yuan took a lot of effort to figure out what was written.

It seemed that he left in a hurry without finishing the writing, and there were several ellipsis marks at the end.

Wang Fugui on the side also came over.

Nothing was found there. Perhaps Liao Xuan had someone clean it up specially. The only useful things might be the exercise books and Chinese textbooks on the table.

"What is this?" Fu Yuan handed the homework book to Wang Fugui.

The He mother and son must have left something behind, otherwise they would have given the key to the housekeeper.

Perhaps the only clue in front of me is this exercise book.

Guo Yu also came over to take a look, sighed, and looked away. "Maybe we've come up empty-handed again. Liao Xuan has already cleaned up here. He may have cleared out anything he thought might be evidence." "Also, maybe we're wrong. The so-called evidence isn't with the He mother and daughter... Let's go back and see if there's anything in the computer."

Wang Fugui walked to the window. Downstairs was a winding gravel path lined with tall camphor trees. Beside the trees, neatly arranged flower beds, each filled with a vibrant array of flowers, interwoven into a vibrant sea of blossoms.

His eyes moved, as if he thought of something. He turned around, took the homework book and started comparing.

Fu Yuan looked at his actions, somewhat puzzled.

After about half a minute, Wang Fugui whispered, "I understand."

After saying that, he took Fu Yuan downstairs.

Guo Yu, who was asking the housekeeper about something, glanced at him and said nothing. It was obvious that he was no longer surprised that Wang Fugui was used to acting alone.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the stairwell. Fu Yuan was puzzled: "Where are we going?"

Wang Fugui said, "Go find evidence."

Fu Yuan: "Where is the evidence?"

Wang Fugui didn't say anything, but urged Fu Yuan to catch up quickly.

After going downstairs, Wang Fugui walked to the edge of the flower bed and circled around one of the flower beds. He didn't find anything, so he squatted down again and looked carefully at the corners, but still didn't see anything.

Fu Yuan watched his actions and asked, "Are you trying to say that she threw something into the flower bed?"

Wang Fugui nodded: "It should be."

He changed the flower bed again, but still found nothing.

Fu Yuan looked at him: "How do you know she threw something into the flower bed?"

Wang Fugui took out his homework book and handed it to her. "Look at this, what do you see?"

Fu Yuan took the homework book, his eyes fell on it, and he looked at it slowly. "A happy day for a child?"

Wang Fugui said, "Try extracting the first character of each line."

Under my agreement, the written voice recording is hidden under the second altar flower.

"I'm under restraint, and the recorder is hidden under the second flower bed?"

Wang Fugui nodded: "Now the question is, which is the second flower bed?"

Fu Yuan also felt a headache when he looked at the rows of flower beds.

There were no signs of renovation on the soil above, so it was unlikely that he was buried inside.

Moreover, if it could be secretly buried in there under Liao Xuan's surveillance, it means that it had been planned in advance. There was no need to deliberately leave such a code word, which makes it seem very hasty.

Fu Yuan looked up and saw Guo Yu still talking to the housekeeper inside.

Faintly, she saw something sparkling, which flashed her eyes. She subconsciously looked away and saw a place that seemed to be shimmering.

"Have you been there?" Fu Yuan asked, pointing in that direction.

Wang Fugui said, "I've been there. It's a swimming pool, and it's quite large. I think it's over a thousand square meters. It's a benefit for employees working here, and it's open every weekend."

Fu Yuan was a little surprised. She just asked casually and didn't expect Wang Fugui to be able to answer it.

Thinking about the man he talked to that day, he thought he had acquaintances in the manor, so it was normal for him to know more.

"I want to go over there and take a look."

Wang Fugui looked towards the swimming pool and thought for a moment, "The swimming pool is the second largest area in this manor, so it can be called 'second'... but then, the 'flower bed' can't be explained."

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　　(End of this chapter)