what's in the depths

Zhu Yuhan took the stack of illustrations and hurried to Chongwen Middle School.

A lot of people surrounded the school gate, and the intersections on the east and west sides of the school were crowded. The traffic police also quarreled with some of the parents who parked indiscriminately, and the scene was chaotic.

But the most chaotic is the parents of the students crying at the school gate.

The parents of the deceased called many relatives and friends to block the door, hung up a banner, and wrote a few big words:

"Give back my child's life!"

One of the relatives of the deceased had exaggerated muscles than those of their special police team, with sword-like eyebrows, and looked not to be trifled with at first sight.

He grabbed the blamed art teacher by the collar, lifted her into the air, and said viciously:

"With such irresponsible virtues like yours, you can still be a teacher. Isn't it the position that the principal slept out of you?"

Naturally, the young art teacher had never seen such a scene. She cried and shook her head, tremblingly begging the relative to let her go, and promised that such incidents would not happen again in the future.

The hunky relative threw the female teacher aside and bumped into the iron gate of the school.

The female teacher let out a cry of pain and knelt down on the ground slowly, clutching her waist.

She pursed her lips, not daring to breathe, tears kept falling.

Zhu Yuhan really couldn't bear it, so he walked over and pulled the female teacher up to stand in front of the tough man, took out his police card and pushed it into his arms:

"Stand back a little bit, it's not your turn to make trouble here."

The female teacher shrank and hid behind Zhu Yuhan, her slender hands tightly grasping the hem of his clothes.

"Don't think that you are a policeman and I dare not beat you! My nephew jumped to his death in this garbage school for no reason. The teacher on duty didn't keep an eye on the students during this period, causing the students to fall to their deaths. This is fucking dereliction of duty! It's not an exaggeration to slap her twice!"

Zhu Yuhan burst out laughing on the spot when he heard such remarks. Seeing the bulging muscles of the macho man about to tear his clothes, he couldn't help asking:

"You are a big man, you have trained such a body of muscles, just to come here and beat women?"

The hunk's face turned green immediately, he raised his hand and pointed: "If you talk nonsense, believe it or not, I'll beat you up too!"

The family members of the deceased over there cried and howled at the right time for outsiders to see, as if Zhu Yuhan was using the identity of the police to cover up the murderer and oppress the victim's family.

Seeing the situation, the bald headmaster rushed over and apologized to the family of the deceased, trying to calm their emotions; while accusing the young art teacher, he threatened to expel her and record a major demerit in her file. Because of this big mistake, no school dared to use her.

"sorry--"

And that poor art teacher, besides crying and apologizing, didn't know what to do.

"Until the case comes to light, no one in your school can get away with it, and no one should try to choose themselves out—" Zhu Yuhan elongated his voice, sounding very dissatisfied.

Then there was a mocking sneer.

"Okay, I have something to ask you." Zhu Yuhan pulled the young art teacher over, took out the folder in his arms and handed it over.

"Look, this painting is about the school building where the incident happened."

Zhu Yuhan unfolded the six sheets of drawing paper, stood at roughly the same angle as the painting, and looked at the drawing in hand.

The art teacher barely stopped tears, took the drawing with trembling hands, looked at it twice, and nodded:

"From this perspective, it should be... standing at a [-]-degree angle between teaching building No. [-] and teaching building No. [-]."

As he said that, the art teacher moved slightly to the right: "This is the position."

Zhu Yuhan looked along the drawing and compared the perspective relationship, and it was exactly the same.

If it was a coincidence, the overlap of the pictures would be too high, and even the location where the deceased fell from the building was quite different.

Could it be that this painting was actually drawn by the student who fell from the building, or did he draw this painting and send it to the police station to remind the police of something?

"Let me ask you, did the deceased Yuan Ming study science or liberal arts?"

"Art and literature." The art teacher thought for a long time, and finally gave an affirmative answer.

"What is art and literature, do art students study liberal arts?"

The art teacher nodded, glanced at the principal cautiously, then approached Zhu Yuhan, and lowered his voice as much as possible: "The school has special students in the three majors of music, sports and art. The whole class is full of art students, and they will take the art test next year."

Zhu Yuhan looked back and saw that the headmaster was staring at this side.

He gestured to clear his throat, walked over, and saluted the principal.

The principal immediately changed his smiling face: "I wish the police officer a hard work."

"It's not hard work, it's just to solve the case sooner." Zhu Yuhan laughed dryly, and then changed the topic.

"I just learned a little bit about the situation. I heard that your school has an art class, so I want to know about the students in these four classes and all the teachers. Do you... mind?"

"Of course I don't mind, but..."

When Zhu Yuhan heard it, he hurriedly pretended not to hear the word "but", interrupted the principal, and said with a smirk, "I'll call my colleagues over right away. If possible, I would like to use your school's office."

The word "but" used to be nonsense, and then it is the key point. According to the principal's context at the time, if the word "but" was said, the principal would say that he was in a difficult situation, and he had to ask the parents of the students.

He didn't give this bald donkey a chance, and when something happened, he tried his best to choose outside. All the responsibilities were passed on to the young teacher, and he didn't take any responsibility at all.

The headmaster couldn't hold it anymore, so he had to curse secretly in his heart, and on the surface he had to greet people with a smile. After laughing all morning, his face was almost stiff.

The student survey is really not a small project. There are more than 180 people in four classes, including all the teachers. There are still many art students who feel that the school’s professional courses are not good enough. Those who are taking college entrance examinations plan to spend the remaining half year of their senior year in high school. Once they get their graduation certificates, they will go abroad directly.

Those students were probably too bored to be locked up in school all day long. As soon as they heard that the police wanted to ask them for questioning, they all immediately became excited, as if they were going on a spring outing. Circle of friends.

"The police came to our school to investigate the case today, Chongwen is going to be famous!"

The following immediately cheered, and the number of likes showed a clear upward trend.

"There won't be any cases of murder and hiding corpses in your school. Under normal circumstances, the police will not easily call everyone in for questioning with such a big move."

"Who knows, one just jumped to his death yesterday, and I was lucky enough to be a live monster once."

"It's amazing, I have the opportunity to take pictures of us, hey, good citizens like us probably won't have the opportunity to be questioned by the police in this life~"

Several people chatted in the group for a long time before being stopped urgently by the head teacher.

"For a while, let's weigh what should be said and what should not be said. Don't cause trouble for the school. No matter how much you hate the school, this is a holy place to help you grow up. Therefore, you must be grateful and don't be a villain who will repay your kindness. , the teacher said so, do you understand?"

The following is the lifeless Xipi drawling: "(don't) understand—"

In the afternoon, people from the police station sealed off everything within 100 meters of the school. They also called the little brother who delivered the courier to them that day and asked him to help identify if there were any of these students who asked him to send documents that day.

The students walked in one by one and were interviewed and investigated by the police.

Most of them are the young masters and misses of Jingui held in the hands of their parents. They look like they are defiant, and they start talking nonsense after a few words, telling pornographic jokes, and talking about what they have.

Zhu Yuhan can't really scold them, otherwise if it gets out, it doesn't sound like a big deal for a policeman to scold other high school students.

However, the investigation of these rogue students did not yield any substantive clues.

Only one was quite polite, and bowed respectfully to the policemen before entering.

"What's your name."

The boy smiled brightly, with the unique youthfulness of a teenager, which made Zhou Xiaoran and a group of old aunts couldn't help but feel excited.

"My name is Fu Yuzhi."

Zhu Yuhan was happy when he heard it.

Feelings and Fu Huaiyu are still in the same family, and the literary feeling in the name is similar. They must not be really relatives.

"Where were you when the deceased Yuan Ming fell from the building?"

"Classroom, everyone can testify."

"Then, as far as you know, did Yuan Ming encounter any troubles during his lifetime, whether in school life or family."

Fu Yuzhi thought for a while: "This, I really don't know, I'm not familiar with him."

"Then has he had any extreme behavior in the class recently, and has he had any classmates who are at odds with him?"

"This, I don't know too well, I really don't know him very well."

Fu Yuzhi kept smiling when he was answering, looking pure and cute, which made Zhu Yuhan and other old clappers look rough and greasy in front of him. Such a comparison made them really feel ashamed.

After Fu Yuzhi left, Zhu Yuhan immediately approached the courier brother and asked:

"Is it him?"

"I can definitely answer you, no, because the person who sent the courier does not look like a student, about 27 or [-] years old."

"So can you roughly describe the appearance of the courier?"

"Officer, please forgive me. I take so many orders every day, and I am so busy that I am so busy. It would be nice if I can remember that it was sent by someone personally. I am in the mood to remember his appearance."

Zhu Yuhan shook his head and called for the next student to come in.

This is the second student who looks more polite after Fu Yuzhi. Although he didn't bow, he nodded slightly, not flattering but natural.

"Name."

"Fu... Fu Yuxing."

The boy was also handsome, with a slender body and a soft voice, but his accent sounded a little weird.

To put it bluntly, the police suspected that he was mildly mentally retarded.

"Huh? What's the relationship between Fu Yuzhi and you?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Yuxing immediately showed a foolish smile:

"Yes... it's brother..."

"Oh, then do you know Yuan Ming?"

"Yes, he lives in the same dormitory as me." After Fu Yuxing finished speaking, he narrowed his eyes and smiled again.

"How is your relationship?"

"it is good."

"Has he had any conflicts with anyone recently, such as fighting or quarreling?" Zhu Yuhan tried to keep his tone as light as possible, for fear of scaring this "children".

Fu Yuxing thought for a long time, then shook his head: "No...no..."

Later, after asking the teacher, Zhu Yuhan's guess was confirmed.

Fu Yuxing and Fu Yuzhi are indeed brothers. When Fu Yuxing was young, his brain suffered from hypoxia due to high fever, excessive brain cell death, and paralyzed and necrotic brain nerves. Therefore, he became this stupid and stupid appearance.

But Fu Yuzhi has always loved his younger brother very much, and always takes him with him wherever he goes, never afraid of other people's gossip, and even their parents despise this silly boy a little bit.

Fu Yuzhi, on the other hand, has been doing his best to take care of his younger brother and patiently teach him his homework.

Based on this, the school is willing to accept a mild mental retardation.

But after spending a whole day at school like this, my throat was about to smoke, and I still didn't have any clues.

Yuan Ming had a relatively good relationship with his classmates before his death. Although he liked to play around, he was harmless. He was also a more obedient type. He didn't blush with anyone and treated his teachers with more respect.

So, from this point of view, there seems to be no factor among these students that caused him to commit suicide by jumping off a building.

But even if it is suicide, there must always be a reason.