Song Rou just died.

Cheng Feiyang, who was sitting in the police station, looked at the blood on his hands that hadn't had time to wash off, and couldn't believe it was true.

Qu Yan on the side was communicating with the police officer, "That’s how it happened. Someone shot her and killed her suddenly. Her name was Song Rou. She was a hotel operator whom Cheng Shao knew in Hawaii. He took care of him while he was injured and recuperating. Time, we don’t know where she was born, nor who killed her."

"Well, don't be afraid, because you are witnesses, so you need to provide a confession on the spot. Don't worry, the police will solve the case." The police officer who made the transcript even comforted her.

Qu Yan realized that when he was speaking, his body couldn't help shaking slightly.

She shook her head and looked at the silent Cheng Feiyang.

Since the ambulance arrived and the nurse officially announced that Song Rou was dead, he was like this and couldn't say a word.

It happened so suddenly that almost everyone could not have imagined that Song Rou would die like this before telling the truth.

Moreover, in such a tragic way.

Suddenly, another police officer came in with a bag of things in his hand. He said, "This is the relic of the deceased. There is only a bank card and a mobile phone. There is a code lock on the mobile phone. Can you untie it?"

Qu Yan looked at Cheng Feiyang.

Upon seeing this, the police officer also understood that Cheng Feiyang was the one who knew more about Song Rou's information, so he handed Song Rou's relic to Cheng Feiyang.

Cheng Feiyang lowered her head and saw the only two things she had left.

A bank card was personally given to her on the day he returned from Hawaii.

The card was wrapped in a pink, heart-shaped card sleeve with a girl's heart-filled smiling face painted on it.

He had given bank cards to many beauties when playing the world before, but those women always only took the bank cards to the mall to swipe them, or went directly to the ATM to withdraw them. It would never be like this... cherish and cherish the offer.

The generosity that he can give to others at will, but it is a treasure that she will carry with her to death.

He could almost imagine the smile on Song Rou's face when she put the bank card into the card holder and drew a smiling face.

But now, the woman who painted the smiling face is no longer alive.

And her mobile phone is still a very old machine. He once thought that after he paid her a salary, she would change it.

However, looking at how she treated a bank card with such care, he could almost guess that she hadn't touched the money in it.

He finally spoke, with an unspeakable heaviness in his voice, "Ka... is my salary to her."

"What about the cell phone?" the police officer asked.

Compared to things like bank cards, there are obviously more messages in the mobile phone.

Cheng Feiyang squeezed his fist, then said: "I will try to unlock it."

With that, he picked up the phone and began to try to unlock it.

There seemed to be a scene in the hotel before his eyes...

A white couple was holding a birthday party in the hotel, and they turned out to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day.

At that time, Song Rou, who stayed in the hotel all day to take care of Cheng Feiyang, told him about it with a smile, "What a magical fate."

"It's true," Cheng Feiyang, who was sitting on the sofa playing a game, stretched his waist and replied one after another.

But Song Rou said cautiously, "Then Shao Cheng, when is your birthday?"

"October 1, a good day? How about you?" Cheng Feiyang replied.

She lowered her head and said shyly, "I... it happens to be May 1st, half of your birthday."

He smiled, "It's also a good day."

...

He still remembers the time he spent together in the past, but at this moment, he can only face her mobile phone as her relic.

Looking at the code lock on the phone, he entered her birthday.

Prompt an error.

He hesitated for a moment, and entered his birthday.

Unlock the password.