The Underworld Detective

I called Wang Ai Dynasty and quickly said: "Uncle Wang, report to me the school where the two deceased graduated! ”

The Dynasty of Aid reported it all over again. They were in the same high school, and I asked them, "Are they in one class? ”

Dynasty Aid replied: “I don't know, I'm in this school now, but they can't find the file...”

I said, "Tell me where it is. I'll be right over! ”

Huang Xiaotao and I rushed to that high school. Wang Aichao was at the archives office at the moment. There were a bunch of files on the table, and it seemed to be a long time. I told the person in charge the names of the three deceased, and I said, "Are there no three of them? ”

"Which one? ”

I thought about it, and I gave a guess: "It's about 95 or 96. ”

The person in charge searched for it and said to himself, "Strange, how come it's gone? ”

After half a day of searching, he still had nothing to gain. Huang Xiaotao said: "Call the principal to ask! ”

The person in charge called the principal and learned from him that six months ago, a fire had struck the school and some of the files, including 95/96, had been burned, so they were missing.

No wonder the Dynasty of Aid never found out, the original file is gone.

I said, "Aren't your files in the warehouse? ”

The headmaster's expression is a little embarrassing: “Our school has an average promotion rate, and we don't recruit many students every year, so you can't keep up with the funds, so you don't put information in storage! ”

I wonder if this fire was done by a copycat six months ago. If that were the case, the serial killings would be a deliberate one.

Without the file, we could only find that teacher to investigate, and soon the principal brought a group of teachers. Speaking of the names of the three girls, most of the teachers in the class were not impressed. After all, they had too many classes, and only one class teacher remembered them.

The class director recalled: "I don't remember them doing very well, hanging out a lot, like staying in a dorm room. ”

“Stay in a dorm?” I rushed: “There are no three people in the dorm, what's the name of the other one? ”

I have a hunch that the fourth person could be the next victim, or the killer.

The class director knocked on his bald head for half a day and thought: “What's Xiaoran's name... Ji Xiaoran? No, right... Oh, I remember, Lin Xiaolan. ”

I said, "Are you sure? ”

The class director nodded: "Sure, because the kid was quite impressed after the year's new concept essay award. ”

A language teacher beside him also echoed the sermon, which did happen.

I asked them how their relationship was, and the class director said it was good, and as a teacher, it was probably not clear what was going on in the girls' dormitory.

There are only so many clues that can be found here. We walked out of the campus, Huang Xiaotao took out his cell phone to find out, and I asked him what he was looking for. “The New Concept Composition Award was reported by the budding magazine, and should be available online. ”

I laughed excitedly, "Oh, I didn't think so. ”

Huang Xiaotao glanced at me sarcastically: "You didn't pay attention to this when you went to school, did you? ”

I'm ashamed to admit, "30 points for a college essay! ”

Huang Xiaotao did find the award winning essay in that year and read it out loud. He suddenly stopped reading it. “It's too long, I won't read it. I'll call the magazine directly to find this person. ”

She contacted the budding magazine for 20 minutes and finally sent a family address that Lin Xiaolan had filled out when he signed up.

This address was 10 years ago, and may have moved now. Huang Xiaotao asked Wang Ai Dynasty to immediately find out, and Wang Ai Dynasty left silently.

Huang Xiaoran and I went back to the car and Huang Xiaoran said: "Let's read the article written by Lin Xiaoran! ”

I took out my phone and asked her to forward it to me. It turns out Lin Xiaolan published an autobiographical novel, mainly describing the first opening of the love sinus. I guess I'm low on emotional intelligence? I looked at the toothpicks and flipped quickly.

Huang Xiaotao looked at it very seriously and sighed: “Well written, the author must be a delicate girl with a sensitive heart. ”

I said, "I admire these novels. How can you hold out so many words?" ”

Huang Xiaobao glanced at me: “That's because you're so nervous, so low in sensation, and poor in expression. ”

I pulled down the black line of my head and Huang Xiaotao patted me on the shoulder and said, "What, are you hurt? You can't be good all over yourself. ”

I pretended to be a light cloud: "It's okay, I didn't think about it at all. ”

It was really painful for me to read the novel. I actually kind of wanted to sleep. Huang Xiao Peach shouted: “Look at this article! ”

I came to see it, it was a novel that reflected school bullying, and the main character called himself Xiao Jing, because Xiao Jing's family was poor and ugly, and became the object of collective bullying by three people in the dormitory. The three girls spit in her shoes, chewed gum in her hair, read her diary out loud, or deliberately lost her everyday items.

Xiao Jing faced the bullying and chose to cheer up, but the three roommates got worse! She slapped her on the floor, pressed her head into the toilet, poured water on her as she slept, and burned the sweater her mother had sent to her in front of her.

The novel depicts three girls' mad bullying in a calm tone, the words striking and I can't help but bite my fingers.

Later, Xiao Jing met a boy, and the joy of falling in love made her forget about the ‘Hell of a Dorm' for a while. But then one thing happened, and she could never forgive these three girls!

On a rainy night, three roommates grabbed her cell phone and read a text message between her and her boyfriend to entertain her. Xiao Jing shouted "Give it back! Give it back!” They ignored it.

The three of them thought of a fun prank and made up a text message to Xiao Jing's boyfriend, falsely stating that they were sick and had a high fever of 40 degrees.

As a result, his boyfriend was hung up by a van on his way in the rain and ran over from him...

After the incident, the three of them came to apologize, but the words were full of threats, threatening her not to tell the past, otherwise she would look good. Jing still chose to remain silent and then stabbed them with a knife in the middle of the night.

Xiao Jing knelt in a bloodbath, waiting for the trial to come, but her heart was empty.

The novel ended with such a tragic ending, and after reading it, my chest was suppressed like a big stone, and I couldn't breathe for a long time. Huang Xiaotao reacted more violently than I did, and she dropped tears and wet her phone screen.

I don't know what to say, comforting: “If you want to cry, cry. There are no outsiders here. ”

Huang Xiaotao opened the gate like a water leak. Wow, she burst into my arms and cried. I patted her gently: “Do you remember anything sad? ”

Huang Xiaotao nodded and said sobbingly after crying for a while: "When I was a child... I was also bullied by a girl older than me... it was so sad to remember...”