what's in the depths

"What is Chen Xiyan's reason for applying for a live-out?" Zhu Yuhan asked while looking at the record of the live-out application.

"It's said that she doesn't adapt to the climate here, the dormitory environment is not good, and she often suffers from eczema or something, but her application for living out is a guarantee signed by her parents."

"Guaranteed what."

"It is to ensure that the school will not be responsible for anything that happens during the sleepover." The counselor said tremblingly, rubbing his little hands.

Looking at a letter of guarantee for a live-out application written by Chen Xiyan's mother, which is thousands of words long, the format and content are all written in accordance with the school's requirements. It is obvious that this is a statement by the school to shirk its responsibility.

But what is more strange is that Zhongshan Yipin is located in the city center, where housing prices are not cheap, and the rent is two to three thousand a month no matter what, is this affordable for a student at school?Maybe it’s because Chen Xiyan has a part-time job outside, so she doesn’t have any pressure to pay the rent, but considering the convenience of attending classes, wouldn’t it be more appropriate to rent in the community opposite the school?

"Is Yi Lin a professor in your college?" Zhu Yuhan asked again.

"Mr. Yi, that's right, I just became a full professor last year."

"How are people?"

"It's pretty good. He is careful and responsible. He always keeps an absolute distance from the female students. He is very self-disciplined. His wife is also a teacher in our college. The two of them come to work together every day. They look very affectionate."

Yes, if it is purely "look", then the husband and wife can be loving, the relationship between people can be harmonious, and I really like you.

But, that's really just "looks".

"I heard that Professor Yi's wife went to Russia recently?"

"Yes, Teacher Ren has been gone for half a month, but he will be back soon."

"May I take the liberty to ask Teacher Ren's full name?"

"Ren Fang."

The two got into the car, and Hawthorne asked while fastening his seat belt, "Why, do you care about Yi Lin's wife?"

"If something like this happens, a beautiful girl who doesn't even go to class but goes to work to earn money to pay for the expensive rent is skinned and killed, and the human skin is put on a doll and sent to her tutor's door, the key is The place where the girl rents is located in the same neighborhood as the professor's house, subconsciously they will suspect whether it is a love murder, and naturally they will also suspect his wife."

As Zhu Yuhan said, he took out his mobile phone and opened the search: "Although his wife has sufficient proof of absence."

Ren Fang, Associate Professor of the Folk Dance Department of the Conservatory of Music of University A, Secretary-General of the National Dancers Association, has won numerous international awards. Judging from the photo, she is a very temperamental woman. From the face, she is not a lucky woman. She is very thin. So a little mean.

But this kind of thing is also hard to say, people are doing very well now, with beauty, family, and honor, so many people can't envy them.

Looked at the records, nothing special.

Only the following related entry caught Zhu Yuhan's attention.

It is about the personal profile of Ren Fang’s father, Ren Chunshen. Judging from the entry introduction, this Ren Chunshen seems to be a very remarkable man. He was the first batch of dance students who studied abroad in my country. Last year, he lived to be one hundred and one years old before unfortunately passing away. After his death, the state also funded him to build his own museum, which became famous all over the world.

And Ren Fang is also six years older than Yi Lin, and it is said that the third year of the female junior holds gold bricks, but depending on Ren Fang's family conditions, Yi Lin, a young man from a remote village, does not know how many gold bricks he has.

To put it bluntly, in the eyes of outsiders, he came up on soft food.

The son of Yi Lin and Ren Fang is named Ren Yu, and he is studying piano at the Conservatory of Music of University A. From the photos, the boy looks very good-looking and has an outstanding temperament. He has completely inherited the advantages of his parents. I don’t know how many girls will fall in love with his suit pants.

Zhu Yuhan inquired about the family's information, and before he knew it, the car had already driven into Zhongshan Yipin Community.

"Go to the property and check to see if you can find Chen Xiyan's address."

The two got out of the car and walked into the property side by side. The property really got dizzy when it saw them, the policemen, just like mourners, seeing their faces would definitely cause trouble.

"Check to see if there is any recent payment record for Chen Xiyan. Hers should be easy to find, after all, she has lived here for two or three years."

The property owner got an order, and reluctantly called out the payment system, and looked at it line by line.

Finally, Chen Xiyan's name was found in the property fee payment records three months ago.

"Who is the landlord, please contact me."

The management staff of the property entered the door number, but the resulting record made him unbelievable.

"Uh, the landlord of this little girl's rented house is... Ren Fang."

The two looked at each other, shocked like ripples suddenly stirred up on the surface of the lake, expanding circle by circle——

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Even Yi Lin didn't have a key to the house under Ren Fang's name. After getting Ren Fang's consent, they invited a master lockpicker to pry open the lock.

There were rows of freshly washed clothes floating on the balcony. Zhu Yuhan glanced casually and found that the laundry detergent Chen Xiyan used was the same brand as Fu Huaiyu's.

Several people turned around in the room and opened the door of Chen Xiyan's room. The only light-emitting opening was covered by a dark red curtain, and a desk lamp on the table emitted a dim yellow light, full of gentle warmth.

"Is there a body in the house?"

"No, there is no smell. The corpse is not here." Zhu Yuhan put on his gloves and lightly probed the lamp tube of the desk lamp. "It is very hot. It seems that the victim has been turned on after being skinned. No one has entered here."

As he spoke, Zhu Yuhan picked up the diary on the table: "The victim went out temporarily, so the lights were not turned off, and the diary was spread out on the table like this."

"Yes, it may be to take out the garbage, or it may be called out by the murderer for a temporary reason."

"Then if the murderer called out for a temporary reason, the murderer and the victim seem to be... acquaintances?"

Zhu Yuhan flipped through Chen Xiyan's diary and said thoughtfully: "The diary is a very private thing for a person, but the victim didn't even close the diary and put it away before going out. It seems that it is an extremely urgent matter, or , the other party is someone who is very close to her and not enough to make her vigilant."

"Boyfriend? Girlfriend?" Hawthorne said.

Zhu Yuhan closed the diary and was about to put it into the evidence bag when a note floated out of the diary and fell to the ground.

Zhu Yuhan picked it up and found that it was a pregnancy test strip, and the two purple-red lines on the test strip proved that the owner of the test strip was pregnant.

"Chen Xiyan is pregnant." Zhu Yuhan showed Fu Huaiyu the test paper.

"Huh? Whose child is it?"

"I don't know, go back and look at her diary." Zhu Yuhan said, putting the test paper into the evidence bag.

The two opened the closet and found that there were many beautiful skirts in the closet, as well as an artistic photo with a size of 50 x 80 cm.

They took off the clothes and looked at them. Zhu Yuhan felt that the style of these skirts was very similar to the skirt he saw on the girl at the comic exhibition last time. There were layers of lace, tulle overlapping, and skirts. Many exquisite patterns are embroidered, which looks very gorgeous.

As for the artistic photo carried out by Hawthorne, the girl in the photo is Chen Xiyan. She is wearing revealing and sexy lace underwear with a provocative pose. After PS post-processing, it looks like a decorative photo on the Internet, and the lower right corner of the back of the photo , there is also a line of square and beautiful small characters:

To dear Y.

"Who is Y, is it the initials of her boyfriend's name?"

Huo Sang shook his head, took out Chen Xiyan's diary from the evidence bag, opened a page at random, and pointed to the writing on it: "This is not written by the same person, that is to say, this artistic photo was given to Chen Xi by someone else." Yan, and the words behind are also written by the person who presented this photo."

Zhu Yuhan leaned over to take a look, and it was true.

Who sent the photos, the private photographer?Or a photo studio employee?

"That is to say, Y is the initial letter of Chen Xiyan's Yan character."

"Maybe, and judging from the font, the strokes are vigorous and the frame structure is standard. The person who wrote this line of characters should be a man who has practiced calligraphy and is no younger than 40 or [-] years old."

"Could it be Chen Xiyan's boyfriend?" Zhu Yuhan asked.

"It's hard to say whether it's a boyfriend or a lover." Huo Sang put the photo aside, "Take them back together. The most urgent thing now is to find Chen Xiyan's body."

"If the murderer peels off the skin, then he is generally not afraid of the body being found. If the skinning and giving away achieves his purpose of revenge, then the body will generally not be processed again, and may be left directly at the crime scene." With that said, Zhu Yuhan took out his mobile phone and dialed the technical department of the police station.

"Xiao Ma, this time it's not a personal matter. You can locate the mobile phone of the victim Chen Xiyan and see where she last appeared before she was alive."

Xiao Ma yawned, called up the positioning system, and answered after a while: "According to the display, the victim Chen Xiyan's mobile phone was last located in a community near Zhongshan Bridge, called... Zhongshan Yipin, but it is not specific. One household, but in the community, it may be flower beds, sewers and the like."

"Ah?" Zhu Yuhan asked in surprise, "That means she was killed in the community? And the murderer was a resident of this community?"

"Not necessarily. It is possible that the murderer first deceived her to somewhere in the community, took her mobile phone and threw it into the sewer with an excuse, and then skinned her. The forensic doctor Chu said that she was skinned while she was alive, but She should have been in a coma when she was skinned, so there was no sign of struggling, so it’s hard to say whether she was knocked out or stunned by drugs.”

Hawthorne loosened his tie, as if he really couldn't bear the sweltering heat.

"Let's go to dinner together." Hawthorne suggested.

"No, I'm going back early tonight, a kid is having a temper tantrum at home." Zhu Yuhan shrugged with a wry smile.

"It must be hard work to take care of children." Hawthorne said with a smile.

"Yeah, it's more than hard work. I'm really afraid that I will die from overwork one day." Zhu Yuhan sighed, "But there is no way, who made me like that kid."

The two talked and laughed and drove to the police station, but on the way, Zhu Yuhan received a call from Chu Rong.

And Zhu Yuhan really didn't understand the significance of Chu Rong's call, he said:

"Come here, I have something very important to tell you." After a pause, he continued, "You can come by yourself."

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