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Chapter 48 Replay

"Didn't you have any doubts?" Pineapple regained his senses and asked with a frown, "Miaomiao took those children away, and the villagers didn't give you any trouble?"

"It's not that we haven't thought about it, we just don't dare to think about it..." The landlady shook her head and said in pain, "We know that the attitude of the people in the village towards us is very strange, something must have happened, but I would rather believe that Miaomiao is really

It's just missing..."

The boss looked at Xiaolan, "You said that my Miaomiao was killed by the villagers. Do you have any evidence? Did you see...Miaomiao..."

"Does Miaomiao..." Xiaolan said, gesturing on her body, "She has fair skin, thin cheeks, and round, dark eyes?"

The boss and his wife looked at each other and sat upright, "Have you really seen Miaomiao?"

Xiaolan nodded, "I saw that she had an argument with someone, and Miao Miao seemed to... fell down the hillside..."

The landlady covered her mouth in disbelief.

The others looked at Xiaolan doubtfully.

When did this little girl who had been walking beside him meet Miaomiao, who had been missing for three years?

The boss's lips began to tremble, and he suppressed his excitement and asked Xiang Xiaolan, "Did you see... the body?"

The word was spoken carefully, but after saying it, both of them still trembled.

"I haven't seen Miaomiao's current appearance," Xiaolan said a little shyly, "but I roughly know where Miaomiao should be now."

"Then let's..." The landlady stood up directly, looking at Xiaolan with eyes full of expectation and prayer, "Can we go find her?"

Xiaolan turned around and glanced at the Taoist priest who was also staring at her, and nodded slightly as if she understood his meaning, "I will take you to find her when what we have to do is successfully resolved."

"What on earth are you going to do?"

"The girl who escaped on the day Miaomiao disappeared," the Taoist priest finally spoke, "we have to find her and save her."

"That girl is already..." The landlady's eyes flickered and her words were tactful, "You can no longer see her..."

"I know," the Taoist priest was unmoved and said firmly, "There are also Miaomiao and the girl who committed suicide. No matter what they are doing now, they all need a rescue."

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"I feel very sleepy and awake now," Xiaoyin lay on her side on the bed, looking at Xiaolan across from her with her eyes open, "Too many things happened today, and I can't sleep if I can't digest them all..."

"

"Me too," Xiaolan frowned and glanced at the approaching dawn light from outside the curtains. "But these things happened yesterday, and new things will happen today."

"I'm still confused, how did Xiaolan dream about Miao Miao? You've obviously never seen her," the little fool's voice sounded from the ground between the two of them. The fool made a bunk between the two small beds.

Just as he was about to take a rest, he became energetic again after hearing the conversation between the two, "This dream is so concrete that I can see the surrounding scenery, so..."

The Taoist priest, who was lying on a simple bed made of two chairs, interrupted, "Let's stop talking now. We have to take a break and go to Xiaozhi's family later."

"Is her family really still in Fengwu?" Xiaoyin asked, "It has been several days since the incident. They may have left long ago."

The Taoist priest closed his eyes, "If we leave, we can't do anything. If we can talk to the owner of Lianjia Villa, we can collect clues. The key is that we have to give Hua Cong's letter to her family.

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When the letter was mentioned, everyone fell silent again.

They investigate everywhere, they escape from death, they chase clues and find the truth.

Is it just for the sake of the truth itself?

The satisfaction of solving the puzzle made them forget their own purpose.

Isn't it just to let every little flower and every sprout escape from the darkness and give up their obsessions?

Sometimes, the truth may not be so important, but the feelings are real.

Give the letter to your family.

This is what we should do.
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