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Although Xiao He was clearly excited, he restrained himself and waited for Liao Jie's explanation.

Liao Jie saw that he was waiting, so he added, ”If someone else is calculating these things, they might not even need to draw up a rough draft. After he finished calculating it in other ways, he wrote it directly on this page. ”

However, there was still doubt:

”But don't you think that order is reversed?” Xiao He asked.

”Why do people who are not good at writing use a pen to calculate when someone else uses a cell phone to calculate?”

Liao Ke was momentarily unable to answer this question.

”Captain Xiao, it seems that we can only figure out the reason for this problem after you've gathered all the evidence.” It's okay, I'll wait for you. ”In addition, I'll take it back with me and do some psychological analysis to see if there are any clues.”

Xiao He's heart shook. This brat actually called me Captain Xiao.

Suddenly he saw that the strange face across from him had a smile of amusement, but the smile was so familiar to him. So he knew.

Humph! This kid! He was still the same as before.

”Stop flattering me, hurry up and eat.” Xiao He looked at the time. It was already 7 PM.

”Fine, fine, fine. I know you're a busy man. It wasn't easy to get you out for a meal, but you still want to talk business with me …”

Only then did the two of them concentrate on eating the steak on the plate.

Xiao He was glad Liao Ke didn't ask him the whole story. Otherwise, he didn't know if he would still have an appetite for the fresh Australian platters on the plate.

Later that day, he returned to the police station. He sat down and continued sorting out the cases.

Thinking back to that day.

The police came back to report that Liu's residence had been found.

Xiao He said excitedly. He had finally found it after so long. It was only then that he learned how remote his residence was.

The group of people arrived at his residence. Although Liu Xiang had left his parents' residence for a long time, when Xiao He and the others pushed open his door, they were still stunned by the scene before them.

It was not what they had imagined. It was messy, dirty, and the floor was littered with all sorts of drinks cans and clothes.

On the contrary, there was a faint smell of washing powder and soap in the air.

The trash can was also empty. It was probably prepared right before he left.

The furnishings were very clean.

Even the sofa, the coffee table, these things that had not been touched for a long time were spotless.

The case had obviously been going on for a long time, but the family home was still spotless. Xiao He's heart couldn't help but sink.

Could it be that there was still someone living in this room?

There was a fruit bowl and a piece of paper on the coffee table. It seemed like he might not be the only one living in this room.

On the sofa were two cushions for a couple.

At the same time, there was also a television set in the living room, and the yogurt date in the fridge was very fresh.

Xiao He's first reaction was that they either went to the wrong house or that there was someone living here.

At the head of the bed in the bedroom, there was a photo frame, inside which was a picture of Liu Xiang and his mother Yang Xue.

It seemed that, at that time, his mother had endured the pain of being abused, yet she had still not given up on her son.

Why didn't Xiao know the exact year that Liu Xiang ran away from home? Yang Xue seemed to not know of her son's death yet. She didn't know what her reaction would be after she found out.

Of course, this was not the main point. Xiao He suddenly wanted to know some details about the relationship between the two of them.

But there is very little useful information these days.

Just from this, Xiao He still did not know what the meaning of this piece of paper was.

If it had been left by the deceased, why hadn't the man who still lived here cleaned it up?