Chapter 857

He got up, took a tablet computer, came to call up the image again, and looked at it carefully again and again.

Feng Xuelan didn't intend to stop him. Anyway, one of them has been suspended and the other is the wounded who hasn't recovered. They don't have anything serious to do. It's better to study these things that basically won't have results.

Even if I spend time with he Yaoshi, a distressed man.

Feng Xuelan comforted herself like this.

Sure enough, he Yaoshi looked at it again and again for a long time, but he still couldn't see the "feeling" said by Feng Xuelan. Think about it, even Xiao Guo, who used various technical means, couldn't find any clues. He couldn't observe the problem with his naked eye.

But he Yaoshi believes in Feng Xuelan's feeling, because he knows Feng Xuelan and what she has experienced.

Sometimes, things accumulated over the years will make people have accurate intuition, and the judgments made based on this intuition are often correct.

In other things, he Yaoshi has had such an experience more than once.

He Yaoshi felt that he was not forcibly distorting this matter, but had reason to believe in fengxuelan.

He simply moved a lot of information he hadn't finished sorting out and put it on the tea table. He said to Feng Xuelan, "since you believe my idea, just help me. These are the information from Xiao Guo. They have other things to do. We'll finish it ourselves!"

He Yaoshi suddenly became hot blooded and seemed to break free from the previous half dead state.

However, he was motivated, but Feng Xuelan looked at this pile of data, but collapsed.

"I'm just responsible for keeping an eye on you. Who said I would help you? There are so many! I'll be blind after reading these things!"

He Yaoshi listened to her grumbling and complaining, smiled and said, "OK, if you don't want to help me, I'll run out now and directly run out of the headquarters. I see how you little lame girl can stare at me!"

Feng Xuelan couldn't help staring at him, grabbed a pile of data and hummed, "It's like finding your wife after these things... I tell you, don't hold too much hope. People are very fragile. They can die either here or there, with a gun, a knife, or even a piece of paper flying over. If your wife really dies in that small town, there's nothing left. You're digging You can't dig it out three feet. "

If others say this, he Yaoshi must be angry, but this is said by Feng Xuelan. He Yaoshi is not angry, but feels that what she says is the truth.

Recalling what he had seen on the savage island, there were corpses everywhere. I don't know how many people died in the hands of the woman in front of him. Who knows the fragility of life best, of course, is the wind and snow.

So she's right. Yu Yeying may have died, and even the body can't be found.

He Yaoshi accepted this fact, but at the same time, he was more determined about his ideas.

What he is doing now is not to prove to anyone that his idea is right or wrong, but to face the reality.

If we can deny all the possibility that Yu Yeying may still survive, then this matter will come to a conclusion.

At that time, he will certainly accept this conclusion and will no longer be so confused as now.

He Yaoshi took a long breath, smiled, reached out and rubbed the top of fengxuelan's head, and said to her, "you are the only one who can kill with paper, but these pieces of paper are not used for you to kill. Work quickly!"

Feng Xuelan covered his head and roared at him, "when can you get rid of your bad habit? Don't touch my head!"

Although she said so, he Yaoshi knew that she didn't hide on purpose just now.

"Good, good, don't touch." he Yaoshi said so, but touched it again.

Fengxuelan angrily threw the empty coffee cup in his hand at him, which was accurately caught by he Yaoshi, and then poured another cup of coffee in front of her.

This makes fengxuelan very satisfied.

As a result, more and more materials were piled up in he Yaoshi's office. They spent a few days sorting out many things they thought of but didn't study carefully.

The context of things seems to become clear.

After all this, the two men looked at the clues and conclusions covered with the whole wall and were silent.

"I think the key to the problem now is the red mark." he Yaoshi frowned and said, "this thing is the link between Yu Yeying and tomorrow. As long as we know the meaning of this thing, we will make a breakthrough."

The video survey on the day the town was bombed has been fruitless, and there is no new news about Bai Qisu's reward. So now everything is focused on that shelter.

It should be easy to find out the meaning of such a large pattern mark in the yard of the shelter. But in fact, they investigated many directions, and in the end, none of them was correct.

In other words, this mark is more mysterious than they thought before.

"But what else can we do for that shelter, even the people Bai Qisu is looking for?" Feng Xuelan's expression is as dignified as he Yaoshi. In the process of sorting out the data these days, she gradually took it as her own thing, and resonated with he Yaoshi.

In that shelter, they did not investigate, but all investigations were only superficial. It seems that they all checked out the shelter, but they still didn't get anything. It only shows that the power behind the shelter is very strong.

Feng Xuelan also turned her investigation direction to tomorrow's day, but she didn't get any results, which made her more confused.

Another moment of silence, the two people looked at each other, did not speak, but both understood each other's thoughts.

They left the office and found Zong Mingzhe.

Zong Mingzhe was busy and didn't have a moment to rest. If he Yaoshi hadn't been obsessed with his own affairs, I'm afraid he would have found that Zong Mingzhe had something else to hide from him.

Thanks to Feng Xuelan's insistence on he Yaoshi, Zong Mingzhe didn't see what he Yaoshi was hiding.

"What are you two doing?" Zong Mingzhe knew that the two people didn't come for ordinary things.