Madness of the Heart

Key high schools like Ninth Middle School are not only rich in teachers, but also in hardware.

The long-established primary and secondary schools and colleges and universities have a characteristic-they are built in the city center. Big cities have little money. The faster the city develops, the more students there will be. The old campus cannot meet the demand and cannot be expanded in situ. Branch campuses can only be built around the city. Lower grade students go to the branch campus, and the old campus is reserved for senior high school students. Students, juniors, seniors, and graduate students.

If you want to compare the new and old campuses, it must be that the hardware equipment of the new campus is better. However, the Ninth Middle School held a national basketball tournament for middle school students a few years ago. Although the new campus has enough venues, the campus is not as historic as the old campus. Therefore, the school management decided to renovate the old campus according to the standards of the new campus. The round-robin tournament was played in the new campus and the finals were played in the old campus.

Thanks to this patronage, the old campus of the Ninth Middle School has become the middle school with the most complete security system in Dongye City. It is clear at a glance whether a student has entered the school and when to leave.

Yu Xiaocheng said that he would study at school on the evening of August 23, but Zhou Yuan and other technical investigators went through the surveillance that day and learned that Yu Xiaocheng left the third high building at noon on the 23rd, and then left the Ninth Middle School by Xiaoximen. Nor did he return to the Ninth Middle School from any school gate. But the next day, Yu Xiaocheng did not show up.

Yu Xiaocheng’s deskmate, Jin Shan, said she remembered very clearly that Yu Xiaocheng didn’t come to study in the past two days, and she also found out the WeChat chat records between herself and her classmates, “It’s here, on the 23rd and 24th. We are all afraid of Yu Xiaocheng and think he is very strange. Every day no matter how early I arrive in the classroom, he is already there, and he goes later at night than me. So I didn’t see him that day, so I immediately sent a message to Brother Shuang. Up."

Zhou Yuan flipped through Jin Shan's chat records, accidentally flipped too much, and found a photo in a string of text.

The photo was not clearly taken, it was a candid shot. There is a man and a woman in the picture. The boy is facing away from the camera, and the woman is half-faced, much like Sha Chun.

Zhou Yuan immediately became vigilant, "This is?"

"Ah!" Jin Shan exclaimed, "Why did you turn back?"

"Sorry." Zhou Yuan didn't return the phone to Jin Shan, and asked seriously: "Where did this picture come from?"

The policeman in front of him looked not much older than herself, kind, and a little weak. Jin Shan showed the phone to the other party. At this time, Zhou Yuan suddenly tensed her face. She was startled, and she said, "Yes. It was taken by Brother Shuang. We thought this sister was Yu Xiaocheng’s girlfriend."

The one called "Brother Shuang" is actually a girl, Qin Shuang, the art committee member of the class.

There is no need for the arts committee in the third year of high school. Everyone is focused on learning. Music and art classes are all cancelled. The arts committee is just a spare job.

But Qin Shuang is not the same as Jin Shan and Yu Xiaocheng who take the ordinary college entrance examination. She takes the art plus classification. As long as she passes the selection in several prestigious universities that recruit art students, she only needs to pass the college entrance examination next year. One thread.

For this reason, Qin Shuang practiced dancing in the art building at noon and evening every day. In three months, she will go to the capital to take professional examinations.

The Art Building and the third building are separated by more than half of the campus. When Zhou Yuan hurried to the Art Building, Qin Shuang was leaning on the pole to wipe his sweat.

Jin Shan had already told Qin Shuang what was going on on the phone. Qin Shuang had an outgoing personality and even saluted him playfully when she saw Zhou Yuan.

"I saw them here. When I got excited, I secretly took a few photos. The one I sent to Xiaoshan was one of them. I have others here." Qin Shuang looked for all the photos of Xiaocheng and Sha Chun. Come out, "Uncle Police, isn't this an invasion of people's privacy, am I?"

Suddenly, he was called "Uncle Policeman", Zhou Yuan shook his hand and almost dropped his phone.

Qin Shuang laughed, "You really don't look like a policeman."

Zhou Yuan tried his best to maintain the police's due momentum, "Do you know why they are here?"

On the way here, Zhou Yuan has already observed that the art building is located in the corner of the campus, with a small forest on the side. There are very few students, and the building is deserted. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a "waste building".

"I don't know, I just thought it was amazing, so I secretly took a few photos and discussed with Xiaoshan." Qin Shuang said: "No one will come here except us students preparing for professional exams. You see, right? I’m the only person in such a big exercise room. There is a boy in the science class next door. To be honest, it’s scary at night here. I wouldn’t come if it wasn’t for my dreams. In fact, the first thing I saw was Yu Xiaocheng, I was scared to death at the time, I thought he was here to do bad things, his kind of gloomy person..."

Qin Shuang glanced at Zhou Yuan in the middle of speaking, "Bah, baah, you shouldn't say bad things about your classmates. I just think it's strange that he wasn't doing a problem in the classroom, why did he come here? Then I saw that sister. He should be waiting for that sister."

Zhou Yuan asked anxiously: "Did you hear what they said?"

Qin Shuang shook his head, "I can't hear you clearly, but I think they are arguing. That elder sister has pulled Yu Xiaocheng's clothes several times, and Yu Xiaocheng's face is ugly. Both Xiaoshan and I think they must be lovers. But Yu Xiaocheng actually has a girlfriend, which really surprised us."

The photo was taken on August 14, ten days before Sha Chun's death. At this time, the senior year of high school had already started class, and Yu Xiaocheng had no reason to still have a connection with Sha Chun, especially this mysterious connection.

Mingshu immediately asked the field staff to focus on the area around the Art Building of the Ninth Middle School. Yi Fei said: "It seems that Sha Chun's hands are probably hidden there."

Yu Xiaocheng's residence has been thoroughly searched, and there are no missing hands for Sha Chun, and no bleeding traces have been detected by the luminol test. If the hands really lie in filial piety, they are bound to be hidden in a hidden but controllable place.

For Xiaocheng, the safest place is undoubtedly the campus where he has lived for more than four years, and the most hidden place on this campus is undoubtedly the art building and its vicinity.

Ming Shu placed the photo in front of Yu Xiaocheng, and Yu Xiaocheng leaned forward to take a look, kicked the table abruptly, and leaned back.

The chair legs squeaked on the floor with a sore sound, and the recorder instinctively covered his ears and whispered "Fuck me" in a low voice.

Ming Shu looked at Yu Xiaocheng blankly as if he expected Yu Xiaocheng's reaction.

"Can't lie anymore?" Ming Shu said, "Your relationship with Sha Chun is not as simple as what you said before? On August 14, why did Sha Chun come to your school to find you? What can you do for art? Go to talk in a remote place like the building?"

Yu Xiaocheng was so stretched that it seemed to be broken in a short time.

"On August 23, you didn't go to study at night, and the next Sunday, you didn't go to the classroom either." Ming Shu continued, "What made you, a student who cherishes money like money, left the campus for a long time? I have seen the previous surveillance and learned from your classmates and teachers that you never rest on Saturdays and Sundays, only the 23rd and 24th disappear inexplicably."

Yu Xiaocheng's neck tightened several times and whispered: "No, it's not..."

"Explain." Ming Shu said, "What did you do in those two days."

Jizheng is trying to find a way to check Yu Xiaocheng's payment records, but like Sha Chun, Yu Xiaocheng did not incur any traffic expenses from 23rd to 24th.

Comparing the payment records before and after, the two days showed a "cliff cliff"-Yu Xiaocheng has the habit of buying late-night snacks at the entrance of the school after self-study. In the morning, he often eats rice noodles downstairs in the rental house. 20 yuan; the two days from the 23rd to the 24th add up to 22 yuan, which is 12 yuan for the rice noodle shop in the morning on the 23rd and 10 yuan for the nearby convenience store in the afternoon on the 24th.

"I sleep at home." Yu Xiaocheng said.

"But you said not long ago that you study by yourself at school." Ming Shu said: "Classmate, you are a liberal arts student, do you not speak logic at all in politics?"

Yu Xiaocheng was stunned for a long time, and only said: "You thought I killed Sha Chun, but I didn't!"

"Since there is no, then you can tell me clearly, what did you do from the 23rd to the 24th?" Ming Shu said, "There is also August 14, why did you meet with Sha Chun?"

Yu Xiaocheng lowered his head, but still did not answer.

"You still don't want to say." Ming Shu's tone has already added a touch of anger.

The seemingly simple case of Sha Chun has been investigated all the way to the present. The perpetrator's motives are unbelievable. One link is tightly linked. The crime squad is working day and night, finally smoothing out the two most critical lines. To say tired, Ming Shu is the most tired. No matter how calm people are, it is not easy to control their emotions when they are tired. Ming Shu took a breath, pinched his eyebrows, and tried to suppress his anger.

In fact, he has a way to stimulate Yu Xiaocheng to speak. "Diligent but not clever" is a wound in Yu Xiaocheng's heart. As long as you poke here, Yu Xiaocheng will inevitably collapse. Once it collapses, the rest is simple.

However, the premise of stimulating Yu Xiaocheng with this injury is that Yu Xiaocheng is 100% the murderer who strangled Sha Chun.

Judging from the current clues, Yu Xiaocheng is the most suspected of all. All his words and deeds seem to prove that he is the murderer.

I can forgive the countless strange cases that I have been exposed to over the years. Even if the probability of someone being a murderer is 99%, there is a 1% probability that the person is not the murderer.

Yu Xiaocheng is different from ordinary suspects. He is very fragile. He has suffered successive blows, but he is still insisting. Maybe the next moment, he will fall down and never get up again.

Because of this one percent probability, Ming Shu was unwilling to accidentally injure such a fragile but not yet fallen person.

"Master, didn't you say that you have to do whatever you want with the suspect?" Fang Yuanhang said, "The investigation of the case is not a trifle, and you must not pity the suspect."

"Everything has special circumstances." Ming Shu smoked on the terrace with Fang Yuanhang while Xiao Yuan was away.

Cigarettes can indeed relieve exhaustion. One cigarette burned out. Ming Shu shook his head and became sober. "I'll go to Ninth Middle School again."

Key high schools like Ninth Middle School are most afraid of campus vicious incidents. If bullying and violence are placed in other schools with a lower impact, they can be transformed into trivial matters. However, it is not possible in Ninth Middle School. They have been paid attention to for a long time, and any flaw may be magnified. This time, the police mobilized the crowd to investigate students and searched for the art building. The school’s senior management was very nervous, and even the vice principal went to the city to "greet", hoping that the police would "stop it."

However, this matter cannot be solved by "greeting", and most departments have to give the green light when investigating the crime.

Fortunately, there is only one grade left in the old campus of the Ninth Middle School. The art building is far from the dedicated building for the third grade, and it hasn't caused much impact for the time being.

Standing on the corridor on the fifth floor of the Art Building, Ming Shu noticed a heavy gloom.

Long Tianhao had been released home due to insufficient evidence and immediately began live broadcasting.

Xiao Yu'an's office was filled with fierce game sound effects for an unprecedented time, and Long Tianhao's live broadcast was playing on the computer screen.

There are not many people in Long Tianhao's room, and he is not on the popular list. Xiao Yuan took a closer look and found that this had nothing to do with Long Tianhao's operations, mainly because Long Tianhao rarely spoke during the live broadcast and fought in the whole process.

This is not like the behavior of a contract anchor.

In a live broadcast in June, Long Tianhao said a little bit more. It was Long Tianhao's birthday on the day of the time. Many fans who used to play professionally came to the room.

"I'm practicing Guzheng recently. Can't you think of it?" Long Tianhao's tone was more relaxed than usual. Listening carefully can still tell the joy. A fan asked him why he has less time to go online than before. He explained patiently: "I am Guzheng. A layman, I didn’t understand the first class, and I didn’t know how to practice when I came back. I could only take a moment out of the game."

The fan asked: "Why did you suddenly practice Guzheng? I can't imagine it."

Long Tianhao didn't answer directly, but smiled and said, "Is there anything I can't imagine. You Long Brother is very good, and I will show you his hand when he is ready in the future."

Fans laughed: "Then practice every day, don't play games for now!"

"This is not possible, games are the most important." Long Tianhao said: "The teachers I met are very nice, gentle and patient, and teach well. As long as I squeeze time to practice every day, it should be effective."

Someone in the barrage asked: "Effective?"

But perhaps no one saw this barrage. More people said: "Brother Long is about to fall in love, right? Which gentle and patient beauty is it?"

Long Tianhao was happy, "What are you talking nonsense, I am my teacher."

Before the live broadcast ended, Long Tianhao said something that seemed inexplicable, "Wait for me, I will definitely be back!"

come back?

Back to where?

Xiao Yuan remembered Long Tianhao's evaluation of Sha Chun in the inquiry room-he was so good.

These are obviously two contradictory evaluations.

After this live broadcast, Long Tianhao occasionally mentioned that he was practicing Guzheng, but his tone became worse and worse. Later, if a fan asked "Brother Long is still practicing Guzheng", Long Tianhao would directly let the other party shut down. mouth.

For this reason, Long Tianhao was reported, and his live broadcast points were deducted for this reason.

No one who watches Long Tianhao's live broadcast will ask him about Guzheng anymore.

Xiao Yuan went to the serious crime team, and Fang Yuanhang just rushed into the office, "Ah! Monkey--"

Xiao Yuan: "Huh?"

Fang Yuanhang wanted to strangle himself, and urgently changed his words, "Xiao Ju, are you coming to my master? He just went to the No. 9 Middle School."

"If you don't look for him, you can do it." Xiao Yuan said: "Check Long Tianhao's medical treatment in the past year."

"Seeking a doctor?" Fang Yuanhang thought to himself, why did this involve going to a doctor?

"Long Tianhao was probably forced to retire because of an injury to his left hand. He still wants to return to the battlefield and is not willing to be a game anchor." Xiao Yuan said: "This job is just to make a living for him. He has been active. He can treat hand injuries in a timely manner, thinking that practicing Guzheng can promote the recovery of the left hand."

"He has no common sense." Xing Mu happened to be there. Forensic Xing hates leaders, but he is very brave to correct the medical mistakes that came out of the leaders. "The hands of e-sports players have to bear a very heavy burden. Many players have hand diseases. Some can be solved by surgery, and some It can only be treated conservatively, but no matter what the situation is, playing Guzheng is useless. In essence, playing Guzheng is also a drain on the hands. Relying on practicing Guzheng to treat injured hands is definitely counterproductive."

Fang Yuanhang wanted to say to Xing Mu, Teacher Xing, who is not good for you, and the leader of our leadership?

Xiao Yuan didn't feel offended, and smiled: "This is the truth. Long Tianhao went to'Jianjia Bailu' to report to the class. Maybe he was in a hurry to go to the doctor, but it is also possible that someone instigated him to study with Sha Chun."

Fang Yuanhang was very clever, and immediately understood, "This person may want to harm Long Tianhao, or he may just want Long Tianhao to contact Sha Chun!"

"Wait, wait!" Xing Mu said impassioned just now, but at this moment, he heard in the mist, "What does it mean to let Long Tianhao and Sha Chun come into contact?"

Xiao Yuan had a vaguely new idea, but there was no need to say it for the time being, and said to Xing Mu: "Teacher Xing."

Xing Mu hurriedly stood up straight, his handsome face blushing.

Most of the people in the serious crime team called him Teacher Xing, and Ming Shu called him Brother Xing. He was used to these two names, but he was still very embarrassed and nervous when he was called by Xiao Yuan.

"Here!" Xing Mu said.

Fang Yuanhang did not hold back, "Puff—"

Xiao Yuan said: "Teacher Xing will follow this clue to find out about Long Tianhao's medical treatment."

"I didn't expect this kind of place in the school." Xu Chun ran to Ming Shu, "It's so gloomy, I don't know what this building was used for before. My **** has recently been absolutely extinct, on the old bar. Kind of ghost place."

Ming Shu said: "The Fourth Alley of Medicine?"

"That's right!" Xu Chun shook his head, "Have you ever been to Yisi Alley? When I stopped there, my goose bumps were all up, and Xiao Man also asked me to take the material evidence bag to fill the soil."

The feeling of the detective is a very mysterious thing, you can say that it implies something, you can also say that it is nothing.

Ming Shu thought for a while. The Fourth Alley of Medicine may not have anything to do with the Jiuzhong Art Building, but the Art Building is now deserted like this. Maybe there is a reason that is not known to the police.

The only thing that the Ninth Middle School renovated for the basketball game was this art building.

Among the students, only Yu Xiaocheng knew this. Because now these senior high school students enrolled two years ago, the refurbishment of the campus took place before they enrolled.

There are more and more doubts, but the clues seem to be getting clearer. Ming Shu said: "Let's go down and take a look."

There was no cordon outside the art building, but many students knew that the police were searching around the building. Some students watched from a distance, but no one approached.

Ming Shu looked at the students and heard the phone ring.

"Team Ming, found a pair of severed hands in the air-conditioning cabinet in the dance room on the second floor!"