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Chapter 337

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"His father said that he heard Feng Haoli talking to someone on the phone and mentioned something. When his father asked about it, Feng Haoli also lost his temper. His reaction was the same as what Chen Yuke said. I suspect that these two things are actually the same thing. " Qi Youxuan's long fingers pinched the pen and drew two lines, connecting the trip to Motuo with the threatening message. Then he turned the thick pen and said, "This is the name card of the cycling club. Contact them and ask who was on the trip to Motuo. Ask for a list of names. It would be better if there are photos."

"Also, you all missed something just now." Qi Youxuan put down the pen. "Not only Feng Haoli's laptop is missing, but his phone is also missing. Smartphones nowadays are convenient but very insecure. Many people will set up cloud backup. Even if they delete the content on the phone, the cloud backup will still be there. "

"Yang Shaozhan, after you crack Feng Haoli's WeChat account password, go and check his Apple account," Qi Youxuan said.

Yang Shaozhan was listening while he cracked the WeChat password. "Oh." But he was complaining in his heart. Don't make it sound like cracking someone's account password is as easy as a thief picking a lock!

After a while, Yang Shaozhan raised his hand behind the computer screen. "The WeChat password is out."

Then he wrote a string of numbers for Jiang Yuecheng and continued to hack Feng Haoli's Apple account.

They switched to Feng Haoli's WeChat account and scrolled down for a long time before they found the photos of the trip to Tibet that Feng Haoli had posted on his Moments a year ago.

They scrolled down to the first photo. They were gathering and about to set off. Three men and two women were riding on bicycles together. They were dressed neatly and their left toes were on the ground. Their movements were synchronized. Facing the sun, their backs were not clear. There was even a faint halo around them. It was a beautiful photo, like a poster.

Then there were photos of the scenery along the way, as well as photos of them staying at the homes of the local residents. Some of them were living in ordinary houses, while others were living in tents.

When they reached the inaccessible places, most of the photos were of deserted roads, vast grasslands, and mountains.

These photos were not available every day. It could be seen that when there were no photos, it was because there was no signal and the phone could not connect to the Internet.

Later on, when the scenery became more and more magnificent and desolate, the words on the pictures also became sad, losing the excitement at the beginning.

On the 3rd of July, Feng Haoli wrote, "My heart is heavy. I knew this journey would be difficult, but I didn't expect it to be like this."

On the 5th of July, it could be seen that it was a family's courtyard. There was a bonfire on the dirty cement floor, with the words: "The human heart."

The more time passed, the more depressed he became.

Finally, on July 11, the photos showed that they had arrived in Lhasa.

The photo was not the famous symbol of Lhasa, the Potala Palace, but another Jokhang Temple. Feng Haoli took a photo of the believers kneeling on the ground in front of the Jokhang Temple and the row of prayer wheels. In the photo, besides the prayer wheels, there was only a man's hand. From the angle, it was Feng Haoli's own hand, which was moving the prayer wheel.

It was accompanied by the words, "Can my soul not be purified?"

And this was the last photo Feng Haoli posted about that trip.

Qi Youxuan had a feeling that he had finally reached Motuo. After another two months, when school reopened, Feng Haoli gradually started his Wechat Moments again, but not as many as before.

"It seems that something really happened during that trip, and I'm afraid it's not a small matter. Looking at these posts of his, I feel nervous. " Zhang Ming rubbed his chest. In fact, it was not that serious, but he had goosebumps.

"Have you guys noticed? Since July 3rd, there hasn't been any group photos or selfies taken. Before that, there would be group photos or selfies of the five of them, "Qi Youxuan said.

Everyone noticed that in the group photos and selfies, the people in the photos had very bright smiles.

"Feng Haoli's account has been uploaded," Yang Shaozhan said. He let out a breath and relaxed.

Everyone quickly looked at it and found that there were suddenly a few group photos in the cloud.

"Aren't these the photos of Feng Haoli and the others on their way to Xizang on the phone just now?" Wei Muran pointed at the screen and said in surprise.

"Look at the time, why is it from the week before last?" Zhao Yiyang said curiously, "It's been a year, and he's imported the photos into the phone again? But looking at his behavior on WeChat, it's obvious that he doesn't want to see these photos anymore. And according to the analysis just now, he doesn't even have photos in his house, so how could he put them into the phone and see them at any time? "

"These aren't the photos he took before," Qi Youxuan said slowly.

Everyone looked at him in surprise. Qi Youxuan explained, "The person who took the photos is different. You might not be able to see it in a group photo, and they can find someone else to take it for them. But look at these selfies, the person who took the selfie would definitely stand in the middle at the front. But these photos are obviously not taken by Feng Haoli with his phone. The person in that position is different. "

Only then did everyone realize that they already had a deep impression of Feng Haoli's group after seeing so many photos of him, so they had some preconceived notions.

"And the phone that took the photos is different, so the effective pixels are different." Unknowingly, Yang Shaozhan had already imported the photos on Feng Haoli's WeChat to the computer. He then extracted the photos from the cloud and compared them with the photos on Feng Haoli's WeChat.

"The pixels and brightness are all different," Yang Shaozhan pointed at the screen and said.

"These photos were sent to his phone last week," Qi Youxuan said with certainty. "According to Feng Haoli's attitude, he would definitely delete the photos immediately, but he forgot that the photos would be automatically backed up and uploaded to the cloud."

"This girl … looks a little familiar," Wei Muran said with a frown.

"Have you seen her before?" Jiang Yuecheng asked immediately.

Wei Muran shook his head. "I'm sure I haven't seen her before. I'm quite good at recognizing faces. If I really saw her before, I wouldn't forget her. I haven't seen her before, but she looks familiar. Maybe she looks like someone. "

Wei Muran frowned, but he couldn't remember after thinking for a long time.

Yang Shaozhan was busy with the computer that Qi Youxuan had moved from the Feng family. Zhang Ming called the Cycling Club according to the phone number on the business card, but no one answered. Only then did he realize that they had already gotten off work.

Qi Youxuan stretched himself and received a call from Qi Youning. "Brother, why haven't you come out yet? We've been waiting outside for a long time. "

Qi Youxuan stood up immediately. "Why are you here to make trouble?"

"Why am I making trouble? You didn't tell me that you were with Muran. You're treating me like an outsider. It's okay if I didn't know, but I saw it this morning, so I came to find you. Let's have dinner together tonight? " Qi Youning's voice was soft. Hearing her voice, one could tell that she must be laughing like a cat.

"Go play somewhere else. It's my first official date with Mumu today. Why are you making trouble? Go play with Wen Xu! "Qi Youxuan coaxed.

Qi Youning was furious. How could he coax her with the same attitude as when he was a child? Did she look so stupid?

"I've brought Wen Xu here. If you don't want to, forget it. I can ask Muran out alone!" Qi Youning said happily. Her voice sounded innocent and cute. "In the future, I'll often ask Muran out. I'll let you know whether Muran will agree to play with me or with you!"

"You, you!" Qi Youxuan was so angry. If it weren't for his temperament in front of Jiang Yuecheng and the others, he would have stomped his feet. He glanced at Jiang Yuecheng and the others, ran to a corner and said secretly, "Your brother has just got a wife. You can't make things difficult for me like this. Are you still my sister? "

Qi Youning rolled her eyes. "I'm trying to get in touch with my future sister-in-law. How can you drag Muran down like this? The relationship between sister-in-law and sister-in-law is so important! Why are you so sentimental? Forget it, I'm going to call Muran. I'm hanging up! "

"Wait!" Qi Youxuan hurriedly stopped her. After holding his breath, he asked in frustration, "What do you want to eat tonight? It's my treat. As long as you promise me, just this once, don't come to me in the future! "

"Humph!" Qi Youning didn't say whether she agreed or not.

"You … if you keep making trouble and prevent me from improving my relationship with Mumu, don't come to me if you have anything to do with Wen Xu in the future!" Qi Youxuan threatened.

Qi Youning snorted angrily, clearly expressing her anger.

Qi Youxuan knew when to stop. "I'm not such a stingy person. I still love you! I love you, so you have to love me too, right? I know you've been interested in an emerald necklace and earrings recently. I'll buy them for you! "

Qi Youning's eyes lit up and her little face blushed. Wen Xu's gaze became softer as he looked at her.

He couldn't help but reach out and poke her red and tender face with his index finger.

Qi Youning's face became redder at once. She covered her face and blinked at Wen Xu with her big clear eyes, telling him to stop making trouble.

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