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Yun Hua suddenly held Gu Huaiyi's forearm.

The grip is tight.

No, it should be said to be a catch.

Gu Huaiyi's hand pressed on Yun Hua's shoulder, and Yun Hua suddenly reached out and grabbed Gu Huaiyi's forearm, grasping it very tightly, and even grabbed Gu Huaiyi to frown.

But Gu Huaiyi didn't move, looking at her quietly.

It took a long time for Yun Hua's heartbeat to gradually calm down, her breathing slowly became even calmer, and her originally bloodless face also returned to blood, dyed with a thin layer of red, as if everything was normal, everything was the same as before.

However, the beads of sweat on her forehead that had not yet dried up reminded Gu Huaiyi that there must have been something wrong with her just now.

Gu Huai looked at her, his eyes motionless.

When Yun Hua finally calmed down, she slowly let go of the hand that was holding Gu Huai's small arm, she took a deep breath, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"What's wrong?" Gu Huaiyi asked again.

Yun Hua didn't answer, just shook his head, "It's okay." ”

Gu Huaiyi frowned, and Xing Fangzhi also looked at the cloud painting thoughtfully.

Only Wen Yi, a little strange, he also walked over, reached out and took the heart-shaped craft with the name "Perfect", and looked at it again and again.

"Was it cut by the edges? Or is there something that is not polished, ground up? Wen Yi asked, "After the metal crafts come out, they have to be polished, and the edges and corners are a little sharp." Maybe Xixi didn't have time to polish it. ”

Yun Hua nodded, "I didn't take it just now." ”

As she spoke, she reached out again, took the "Perfect" from Wen Yi's hand, opened it, and looked at the handwriting underneath.

Name, and date.

When Yun Hua saw it, she was stunned for a moment, and then she frowned.

"What's wrong?" Wen Yi asked.

Yun Hua looked up at Wen Yi and hesitated for a moment before asking, "This is Miss Yao's last work?" ”

"Hmm." Wen Yi nodded.

Yunhua pursed her lips, "Do you remember when she created this work?" ”

Wen Yi frowned, "This has something to do with the case?" ”

"Perhaps, just ask." Cloud Painting Road.

Wen Yi frowned, and thought for a while before saying, "It's nothing special, she goes to the West End every week to learn how to make metal crafts, and she's interested in this." She went that morning as usual, and when she came back in the evening, she brought back the work...... Is there anything special about it? ”

"What's the name of the place she frequents?" Yunhua asked again.

"Cold Art." Wen Yi said, "It's over there in the West District, it's very famous, you can just ask." Cloud painting, can you tell me first, what exactly are you suspicious of? ”

"I'm just trying to get to know Yao Xixi as a person." Yun Hua looked at Wen Yi very sincerely.

Wen Yi also stared at the cloud painting for a while, and he nodded: "I think, I have the right to know." ”

"Don't worry, we'll try to tell you if we find anything." Cloud Painting said.

Wen Yi glanced at her, nodded, and didn't ask any more.

It was Yun Hua, and he asked again: "Your father served in the field three years ago, right?" ”

"Hmm."

"When did you return to the imperial capital?" Cloud Painting asked.

"Two years ago."

"Why did you come back?" Yunhua asked again.

Wen Yi glanced at Yun Hua strangely: "Personnel transfer." ”

"Oh." Yun Hua stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, "How long has he been working in the field?" ”

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