Hu Pingtao asked a relatively professional question: "Will Yao Xinqiu be jealous of Zhang Yacui?"

"Jealous?" Liu Ning was puzzled: "She and Cuicui are not in the same circle at all. What is there to be jealous of?"

Hu Pingtao reminded: "They are in the same school. Although they are not in the same class, their scores will be ranked every time they take the exam."

Liu Ning shook his head: "I don't know about that. But having said that, Yao Xinqiu often asks Cuicui to go out. Every time, Cuicui calls me, and then the three of us get together."

Hu Pingtao nodded slightly with understanding.

Liu Ning observed his expression and asked: "Brother Pingtao, do you suspect that the car accident is related to the New Year?"

Hu Pingtao smiled calmly: "I don't know. You should ask the police about this question."

Liu Ning thought for a moment and said, "Let me give you an idea!"

"What's the idea?" Hu Pingtao asked with interest.

Liu Ning leaned into his ear and whispered mysteriously: "Xinqiu has the habit of writing diaries. Since you have such a good relationship with her, find an opportunity to secretly read the diary she wrote, and everything will be clear."

Hu Pingtao was surprised: "Really? Will Xinqiu really write everything in his diary?"

Liu Ning swore: "I lied to you like a puppy!"

…

The two of them chatted until past midnight, before Hu Pingtao sent Liu Ning home.

I called Zhang Wanhe to make an appointment, and he drove to the agreed place.

Watching Hu Pingtao open the car door and sit in the passenger's chair, Zhang Wanhe held the steering wheel with both hands and was not in a hurry to start the engine. He smiled and said, "It seems you had a pleasant night."

Hu Pingtao looked very tired. He leaned back on his chair and closed his eyes to rest: "Liu Ning's energy is really great. I was so sleepy that I couldn't bear it and almost fell asleep."

Zhang Wanhe touched his stubble-covered chin with an evil smile on his face: "Actually, you should call me earlier and I will help you find a big, soft bed. Let alone two people.

, even if three people fight together, it’s more than enough.”

Hu Pingtao opened his eyes and squinted at him: "What do you want to do?"

Zhang Wanhe deliberately made an innocent expression: "Where are you thinking? I am a serious person!"

"You are the most unserious person!" Hu Pingtao glanced at him with disdain and returned to the topic: "Let's get down to business! I learned some news from Liu Ning today."

Zhang Wanhe narrowed his eyes: "Is it related to Yao Xinqiu?"

Hu Pingtao nodded: "Liu Ning said that Yao Xinqiu has the habit of writing a diary."

Zhang Wanhe suddenly felt confused: "Diary? Do you mean to find an opportunity to peek into her diary?"

"I think we can find some clues from her diary." Hu Pingtao did not deny it.

"Chen Miaojun never mentioned this matter." Zhang Wanhe said meaningfully: "She is Yao Xinqiu's mother, and she kept saying that she wanted us to help her daughter solve the problem. Haha... My daughter has the habit of writing a diary, but she didn't tell us

.”

Hu Pingtao looked at Zhang Wanhe, his eyes full of questions: "Do you think Chen Miaoyun is hiding something from us?"

"This woman is not as simple as she seems." Zhang Wanhe's voice was very calm. He took out his cigarettes, took one out, lit it, and handed the cigarette case directly to Hu Pingtao: "I have been thinking about her role in it.

What kind of role does it play?”

It was late at night, and smoking a cigarette could relieve fatigue. Hu Pingtao lit the cigarette and took a deep breath, quickly clearing his thoughts: "The reason why I agreed to take this job was entirely because of Sister Guo's face. Since I accepted it, I will come too.

When you arrive in Hong Kong City, you have to do something. I don’t think Chen Miaoyun’s specific thoughts are necessarily related to Yao Xinqiu. In other words, the selfishness between mother and daughter has nothing to do with the car accident.

"

Zhang Wanhe turned his head and looked at him: "Are you handling this matter as a case?"

"I am a policeman." Hu Pingtao still spoke in a normal tone, but it was mixed with unquestionable determination: "Five students died, and Lu Xiaoxu also believed that this was not a car accident in the simple sense. All things considered, Yao Xinqiu said

So having convulsions in the middle of the night, she must know some secrets... If this isn't a case, what is it?"

Zhang Wanhe stared at him for half a minute and suddenly smiled.

"You are very handsome!" He spoke in an unusual tone, and then explained: "Don't get me wrong. I was referring to your appearance just now. You should have recorded it with your mobile phone. If I were a woman, I would also be fascinated by you."

Hu Pingtao was dumbfounded by the comment: "Hey, think about your position before speaking. You are a man, not a pervert."

Zhang Wanhe moved the cigarette in his mouth to the corner of his mouth and smiled self-deprecatingly: "A man who concentrates on doing things is the most attractive. My wife has said this before."

Hu Pingtao ignored this sentence and asked directly: "Can you help me get Yao Xinqiu's diary?"

Zhang Wanhe deliberately teased him: "Taking something belonging to someone else without the permission of the owner is an act of theft. Just now you were righteous and said you were a policeman, but in just a few seconds, you suddenly turned into a thief...

Tsk tsk tsk tsk, you change your identity pretty quickly."

Hu Pingtao rolled his eyes and snorted coldly from his nostrils: "Okay! I will tell Sister Guo tomorrow that if you refuse to cooperate, this matter cannot be done. I will book the fastest flight ticket back."

Zhang Wanhe glared at him: "You dare to threaten me?"

Hu Pingtao knew he was joking: "So what if I threaten you? Bite me!"

Zhang Wanhe raised his hand and pointed at him fiercely, then sighed: "Okay! I will help you make an appointment with Chen Miaoyun tomorrow."

Hu Pingtao asked in confusion: "What are you asking her to do?"

Zhang Wanhe said contemptuously: "Since you want to peek into the little girl's diary, of course you have to go through Chen Miaoyun. Don't forget that that is Yao Xinqiu's biological mother. What do you think you can do about this matter? Let you go and look around in Yao Xinqiu's boudoir.

Looking for it? Even if I give you a whole day's work, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find something as private as a diary. But it will be different if Chen Miaoyun comes forward. She knows best about her daughter."

"Okay!" Hu Pingtao was determined: "Then this matter depends on you, Brother Zhang."

Zhang Wanhe smiled: "This matter will take some time. You should ask Yao Xinqiu out tomorrow morning! If we talk more together, we can find out the clues to many things. I estimate that it will take at least one or two days for Chen Miaoyun.

In fact, I am afraid of dealing with that woman, she is too shrewd."

…

The next day.

Hu Pingtao called Yao Xinqiu early and made an appointment to play tennis together.

Yao Xinqiu took a break from school during this period and was at home, so he had plenty of time.

She has a quiet personality, but she occasionally participates in sports activities. Young girls like to dress up, especially tennis clothes, which can show off their figure and vitality. It is indispensable.

Unfortunately, after running back and forth on the field for a few times, she no longer had the strength.

Hu Pingtao walked over from the other side of the field, waved his racket in the air twice, and asked with a smile: "What's wrong?"

Yao Xinqiu's face was covered with sweat. He lay on the white chair and said feebly: "...I...I really can't run anymore."

"You lack exercise." Hu Pingtao picked up a bottle of soda water from the table and handed it to her: "Practice more when you have time, it will be good for your body."

Yao Xinqiu took it gratefully: "Thank you!"

Hu Pingtao looked at her face with concern and started to get to the topic: "I wanted to ask you in the bookstore yesterday, why are the bags under your eyes so serious? And the circles under your eyes are still dark. Why, didn't you sleep well at night?"

Yao Xinqiu did not doubt that he was there, and replied with a wry smile: "I have been having nightmares recently. I wake up in the middle of the night and can't fall asleep, and I have no energy during the day."

Hu Pingtao pulled a chair from the side and sat down, placing the tennis racket horizontally on his lap. This action was not random - with the distance between the tennis rackets, he could maintain a certain distance between himself and Yao Xinqiu.

"Then you should go to the hospital and listen to what the doctor says."

"It's useless." Yao Xinqiu kept shaking his head: "The doctor will only prescribe me tranquillizers. I haven't had any effect after taking them."

Hu Pingtao frowned deliberately: "Logically speaking, it shouldn't be possible! I studied psychology abroad for a while, and the calming effect of drugs on the brain is generally very good. Unless..."

Yao Xinqiu stopped talking after hearing what he said. He suddenly felt curious and asked repeatedly: "Unless what?"

Hu Pingtao made a secretive appearance: "Unless you encounter something that has a serious impact on you. As the saying goes: think about it every day and dream about it at night. This is what it means."

Yao Xinqiu stopped talking.

She sat silently, her mind a little dazed and her thoughts in confusion. She folded her hands on her legs and leaned weakly against the back of the chair. After a few seconds, she raised her hands and covered her face with them.

His body remained motionless, like a statue carved out of stone mixed with white tennis clothes and skin color.

Seeing this, Hu Pingtao leaned forward slightly and said gently: "If you encounter any difficulties, you can tell me. I can help you."

Yao Xinqiu slowly put down his hands covering his face, raised his head, and looked into his eyes, which were still confused.

"My best friend is dead..."

Hu Pingtao pretended to be confused: "Who are you referring to?"

"Zhang Yacui." Yao Xinqiu looked sad: "You don't know her. She and I are in the same school. We grew up together. Some time ago, the school organized an outing, and the school bus broke down on the way to the scenic spot and fell into the ravine... Cuicui was then

Just in the car."

Hu Pingtao said softly: "So that's it. Let's be more open-minded! After all, people cannot be resurrected after death."

Yao Xinqiu looked sad: "I don't have many friends, Cuicui has the best relationship with me. We often play together and went to the same middle school. We used to joke that we would be each other's bridesmaids when we get married, no matter who gets married first.

It’s all like this, we don’t follow the rules anyway…who knew she would just leave like that.”

Hu Pingtao pretended to ask casually: "The reason why you can't sleep well at night during this period is because you frequently dream about Zhang Yacui?"

Yao Xinqiu nodded slightly and concealed: "Maybe I miss her too much."

"It is entirely possible." Hu Pingtao said with a smile: "From a physiological point of view, everyone's brain works differently from others. What I mean is thinking, which is a sudden idea. This is a kind of

The signal within the frequency modulation range is unique to you and has an impact on extended thinking."
To be continued...