Baker nodded, "This possibility is not ruled out, so now we are searching for surveillance videos of each interface for troubleshooting."

After leaving the police station, Ding Yiyi and Ye Nianmo went directly to Ye Bo's home.

No matter how the two of them rang the doorbell, no one opened the door. Ding Yiyi was a little worried, "Is he okay? How should he comfort her?"

Ye Nianmo hugged her waist, "It depends on him to do this kind of thing, no one can help him."

As soon as the two left, the other car just stopped. Song Mengjie held her wallet and rang the doorbell. After a few clicks, no one answered. She tried to hold the door handle and moved it, and suddenly found that the door was not locked.

The room was cleaned up very clean, and Ye Bo collapsed on the sofa, holding a bottle of wine in his hand.

She sighed, and thought of the sad look she had last night. She put her wallet on the table, and she carefully pulled out the bottle of wine from his hand.

Suddenly, a solid big hand grabbed her wrist and was pressed under her as she turned dizzy.

She frowned, "Wake up."

"Qiubai, Qiubai, don't leave." Ye Bo grabbed her wrist and tears shed without warning.

He cried very depressedly, and Song Mengjie looked at him with some pity, thinking that the person named Qiubai was her girlfriend or wife.

The man in front of him was crying sadly, and tears as big as beans fell on her cheeks. She remembered his eyes yesterday, with deep despair, just like her former self, with inferiority and despair.

Suddenly, a faint smell of alcohol was poured into her lips, and her eyes suddenly widened, looking at the enlarged figure in front of her incredible way.

He had regarded her as the woman he loved deeply. His desperate eyes were looking at her affectionately, and the tenderness inside was about to overflow.

The man's tears suddenly made her heart soften, and she relaxed her body and followed him.

The room was filled with a faint smell of alcohol. She put on her clothes one by one, and the man behind her had already fallen asleep.

She squatted on the ground and looked at him. Without those desperate eyes and scary tears, she would not let him do those things.

"If you wake up until you do this, you will probably really collapse." She smiled and covered him with a blanket. Just as she was about to leave, the phone on the ground vibrated.

Seeing the man frowning, she simply bent down and picked it up. When she saw the call number, she was stunned, "Yiyi?"

"Ye Bo, tomorrow is Qiubai's funeral."

She turned her head and looked at the man. According to how drunk he was, it would be difficult to get up tomorrow morning. She searched around the house before finding an alarm clock. She adjusted the alarm clock and got up and left after she made sure it would ring.

The next day, the sharp alarm clock rang and Ye Bo was having a headache. He frowned and opened his eyes. The hangover made him feel like he was about to explode.

Getting up from the sofa, he turned his body to pick up the kettle on the table, and just took a sip of water, he suddenly woke up. Today is the day when Qiu Bai was buried.

He didn't even change his clothes. He picked up his wallet and ran out. He watched the man rush into the car. The car rushed out like an arrow, and Song Mengjie walked out from the corner.

For some reason, she cared about this man for no reason. Perhaps it was the desperate eyes and sad tears that night that made her think of herself.

When I got into the car, I couldn't help but drive in the direction where Ye Bo left.

In the cemetery, Ding Yiyi was a little anxious and looked out frequently. The old lady choked and said, "Let's start, let Xiaoqiu rest in peace early."

"Wait!" Ding Yiyi suddenly shouted, facing the old man who looked at her with doubts, she didn't know how to speak.

Ye Nianmo suddenly took her words, "The person she loves the most is on the way."
Chapter completed!