Chapter 223 Half a photo in the mezzanine

In fact, Han Xu was not too unfamiliar with these psychology books, but he did not expect Li Mingyuan to have read so many. He was really a wolf!

After flipping through all the books one by one, Han Xu even had an illusion that if he did not have some psychology foundation given by the system, his level might be compared with Li Mingyuan, one in the sky, the other in the ground.

Guo Jia buried his head and picked up a huge book that was very heavy at first glance, and could even be described as a pound. He shook it a few times, and really did not gain anything.

"Since that ID card is so important to Li Mingyuan, why is it so casually stuffed in a book?"

Han Xu heard Guo Jia's casual question and did not explain anything. If things were really as he guessed, perhaps these small problems would be solved.

Guo Jia did not get Han Xu's earth-shaking guess at all, and he was looking for other items in the suitcase.

The suitcase, which was not big in size, was overwhelmed to hold so many books. There was nothing except a few T-shirts and shorts for summer wear.

Seeing that Han Xu didn't say anything, Guo Jia didn't mind. He picked up the empty suitcase and shook it a few times, trying to shake out an answer from it, but unfortunately it didn't work.

The suitcase was still the same suitcase, empty.

However, when Guo Jia shook it, Han Xu heard some faint sounds, like the sound of something rubbing against each other.

"Brother Guo, stop for a moment," Han Xu blurted out, not quite sure.

Guo Jia's hearing was not as good as Han Xu's. He was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and his hand holding the suitcase stopped in mid-air.

"Did you hear any sound?"

Guo Jia looked at Han Xu in confusion and shook his head woodenly, "What sound? No!"

"Shake it a few more times," Han Xu said again. The sound just now was very faint, but it was different from the metallic sound of the zippers on the suitcase colliding with each other.

Guo Jia shook the suitcase a few more times like a robot.

This time Han Xu heard it clearly. There was indeed a faint collision sound, but he couldn't tell what caused it.

When Guo Jia was shaking, he also held his breath and listened carefully for a while, then looked at a loss, "No sound?"

Han Xu smiled, took the suitcase from Guo Jia, and put it back on the ground.

"The sound was very faint, like the friction between two objects."

Han Xu began to check the suitcase again.

Guo Jia also squatted down, and leaned over with a big head full of question marks.

"Han Xu, your ears are too good, right? Why can't I hear anything? Am I old and have symptoms of hearing loss?"

Han Xu smiled while checking the suitcase, "My ears have been good since I was a child, but it's too uncomfortable to sleep at night. I wake up as soon as I hear any noise, so I can't sleep well when I change places."

"No wonder you slept in my house and got up with panda eyes in the morning." Guo Jia stared at the movements of Han Xu's hands and said casually.

Han Xu smiled and didn't continue, but focused all his attention on the suitcase.

This is a very ordinary suitcase, not a brand name, just a popular item. The outer shell is made of hard plastic, which is more resistant to falling and more suitable for luggage that needs more protection.

The sound Han Xu just heard was like something rubbing against a hard shell.

There is a layer of lining cloth on both walls of the suitcase. Han Xu reached out and touched all the corners one by one, and there was no abnormal touch.

Did he hear it wrong?

Han Xu carefully observed the height of the inner wall of the suitcase and the thickness of the outer shell, and then glanced at Guo Jia beside him.

Guo Jia also noticed this problem, "Is there a layer inside?!"

"Do you have a knife?" Han Xu didn't have a handy tool, so he looked up and asked someone.

"I have a Swiss Army knife in my car," Guo Jia originally spread his hands, but suddenly remembered that he drove here, "Wait a minute, I'll go get it."

Soon, Guo Jia took back a Swiss Army knife.

Han Xu took it with one hand and started to dismantle the suitcase.

The suitcase was originally intact, but it was dismembered in a short time, and ended up in a mess.

Guo Jia watched Han Xu butchering the cow with a nervous look on his face, fearing that he would miss a detail.

It must be said that following Han Xu in handling cases is indeed exciting, like riding a roller coaster.

Clues come one after another, and the heart is also ups and downs. Most people can't stand it, such as the pigsty, black goats, and rotten corpses in the past two days, and now it's the turn to dismember the suitcase.

But not long after, Guo Jia was shocked by Han Xu again. This suitcase really has a layer!

After Han Xu's actions, the outer shell and the lining of the suitcase were separated, and there was actually a baffle inside. After opening it, a layer less than one centimeter thick was revealed.

Seeing this, Guo Jia couldn't wait to get over, and at a glance, he was stunned.

In that layer, an old photo frame lay quietly.

"Why do I look familiar?" Guo Jia quickly came to his senses and blurted out.

Han Xu had thought of many possibilities before, but he ruled them out one by one. He just didn't expect that there was only a photo frame in the mezzanine.

Of course, the photo frame is not that important. The photos inside are what Li Mingyuan cherishes most.

Otherwise, he would not have spent so much effort to design such a mezzanine.

Han Xu was a little surprised when he disassembled the suitcase. The lining was sewn so well that there was no flaw at all.

I guess Li Mingyuan had put a lot of thought into preserving this photo frame.

"Doesn't it look familiar? I just saw one a few days ago!" Han Xu responded to Guo Jia's doubts directly.

Then he carefully took out the photo frame that was almost the same style as the one in Grandpa Guo's house from the interlayer.

Because the photo frame was facing up with the back, the two did not see the photo on the front.

"The same as the one in Grandpa Guo's house? One was used as a table leg, and the other was collected so preciously?" Guo Jia sighed at the fate of the two photo frames, as if he was lamenting the completely different fates of Guo Feng and Li Mingyuan.

How could Han Xu not hear it? He just shook his head and turned the photo frame over, facing up.

The two took a closer look and found that the photo frame really contained an old photo, and only half of it, the other half was missing!

Han Xu had an excellent memory, and could even tell from the scattered traces that the photo in the frame and the half of the photo in Grandpa Guo's house could be perfectly pieced together.

Guo Jia's focus was not on those details, but on the people in the photo!

It was a woman with a child beside her, who looked exactly like Guo Feng!