Chapter 1243 I wrote a very small word

The man's slender fingers paused for a moment before pulling them out.

It's an envelope.

Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes slightly, still holding Tong Ran with one hand. He put the envelope aside, gently lifted Tong Ran's head, took the pillow for her to rest on, and then gave her the thin blanket.

Covering it, he sat up lightly.

At this time, the night was getting deeper and the wind was very loud outside. Mo Nanjue walked to the desk and sat down, turning on the small desk lamp.

The envelope is very ordinary, but the corners are yellowed, obviously it has been there for a long time.

The seal was taped, and Mo Nanjue didn't have the patience to do it, so he tore it open, held both sides of the envelope and shook out the contents.

Three photos slid down the glass table.

The man frowned, and when he reached out to pick it up, he was obviously startled.

The first picture is of Tong Ran, who looks about eleven or twelve years old, with twin tails and a sweet smile.

The second picture was printed out after taking a screenshot. It was the moment in the videotape when Butler Zhou turned around.

Mo Nanjue didn't find it strange. Luo Xiao must have been looking for this person all the time and never found him, so he must have prepared many copies of this photo.

He picked up the third one.

The third photo is obviously older than the first two. It shows a woman holding a girl. The girl is very young, probably only about one or two years old.

Mo Nanjue squinted his eyes, and he recognized at a glance that this woman was Tong Ran's mother, Su Lan.

He originally sent people to check the files of Tong Minghai and Su Lan. Tong Ran and Su Lan looked similar, so it was not difficult to recognize them.

So, is this little girl Tong Ran?

He picked up all three photos on the table. The other two photos must be very important to Luo Xiao, otherwise, he would not have put them together with Tong Ran's photos.

He could understand Butler Zhou's picture, but... the picture of Su Lan holding a girl, what could be important to Luo Xiao?

unless……

Mo Nanjue looked at the photo carefully, but after all, the child was too young and could not see any outline. He frowned and did not understand what it meant. The man moved his fingers and turned the photo over.

He scanned it with sharp eyes and immediately found a very small word written on the lower right corner of the back of the photo.

try to find.

Mo Nanjue turned over all three photos. Except for Tong Ran's photo, the other two photos had the word "Looking" written on the lower right corner of the back.

Looking for? Looking for what?

Looking for Butler Zhou, looking for Su Lan... or looking for that little girl?

Mo Nanjue frowned, couldn't this little girl be Tong Ran?

He clenched his palms tightly, beads of sweat broke out, and the man felt a chill for no reason. Mo Nanjue supported his chin with one hand and rubbed his index finger with his thin lips.

"Aren't you going to sleep?"

Suddenly, a woman's confused voice came from the big bed behind him. Mo Nanjue paused for a moment. He stood up, his tall figure covering the desk lamp. He collected the photos and envelopes and put them in his pocket.

Tong Ran was half asleep, she rubbed her eyes and sat up, "You said you would hug me to sleep."

"I'm going to get up and smoke a cigarette." Mo Nanjue walked to the edge of the bed and sat down. Tong Ran's hair was a mess from sleeping. She smacked her lips and raised her head to look at him, "You lied to me, you didn't even take out the cigarette case."

Mo Nanjue's eyes were fixed on her face, "I don't have a cigarette case, so just sit there for a while."

"real?"

"real."

Tong Ran reached out and touched his face, "Is there something on my face?"

The man looked away, "Nothing."
Chapter completed!