On One Hundred Ways of Breaking the Bends

The house is not big or small, about 20 square meters, simple to monotonous decoration, completely different decoration style from the outside, even the color of the wall is cold gray.The furniture here does not have too much emotional color, a cold huge iron double bed, a bulky multi-grid desk, an undecorated concrete floor, and cold velvet curtains.The only thing that can make people feel a little warm is the tall plush teddy bear lying on the bed, and the essential oil humidifier in the corner of the room.

Qiu Feng first checked the remaining water in the humidifier, there was still a lot of water.Open it and smell it, and smell it again, like lilac?

The effect of this essential oil is anti-inflammatory, pain-relieving, anti-depressant, a bit similar to the smell of a dental office, and it is easy to remember.Qiu Feng called the trace inspector, collected some of the water inside and took it back for testing.

Dui Wang found something in front of the desk, and called Qiu Feng over behind him.

"Qiu Feng, come."

"Hey, here we come."

Qiu Feng put down the humidifier and walked to the desk.Wang Dui started looking through the drawers, but he didn't feel it at first, but the more he looked, the more something went wrong.

The first drawer on the left is for cosmetics, nothing special.There are various photo albums in the second drawer, including Ye Mengmeng and people I don’t know, most of them are about the same age as Ye Mengmeng, but none of them are life photos, they are all cosplay photos of various anime characters.I also saw the suit that Ye Mengmeng was wearing now. The background was in a dimly lit church. Standing beside her was a tall and thin boy in a black suit. The two were holding hands. It seemed that they were having a wedding. There is a word written on the back of the photo

:The

Corpes

Birde.

"Corpse bride?"

Qiu Feng put a question mark in his heart.

The third drawer contained some unnamed letters, which were not addressed to anyone. Most of them were bloody little poems. They were not signed or signed, and they did not appear to be copied.

If the drawer on the left is the amateur life of a troubled girl, then it is time to do something when you see the drawer on the right.

Open the first drawer on the right, and there are a dozen unused syringes and needles neatly placed inside.On the far right, there was a narrow rectangular box. Dui Wang took it out and opened it. Inside was a needle tube full of blood, and the needle head was covered by a needle cover.Carefully observe the degree of blood coagulation in the sun and estimate that it is fresh blood, take it away.

Then Wang Dui opened the second drawer and was stunned, neither of them moved.There are two knives side by side on the left side of the drawer, not our common fruit knives, but three-edged bayonets specially used for bloodletting.Under the pale light, the edge of the blade was black and glowing coldly.

Wang Dui took out tweezers from his coat pocket, picked up a piece of medical cotton, and repeatedly crushed it in the gap between the bayonets. Finally, a little blood was left and he threw it into the evidence bag.

At this time Qiu Feng opened the third drawer, and there was nothing in it.

Looking at the open writing desk, the inside was a mess, and there was nothing related to study, both of them felt a little uncomfortable.

If you give your child freedom, don't give her money, give her all, how can she be happy.

Wang Dui went out of the house and smoked a cigarette facing the sky, exhaustion was written on his old face.After a while Qiu Feng also came out, Dui Wang glanced at him, and handed him one, Qiu Feng took it, put it under his nose and smelled it, and returned it to him if he didn't smoke.

Dui Wang took it and put it back without saying a word, and asked, "How is it, do you have any idea?"

Qiu Feng shook his head, Wang Dui patted him on the shoulder and said:

"Let's go to school and see what we get."

"alright."

When the two drove to Guangyuan High School, the school had just finished its first class, and they arrived at the reception room under the leadership of the principal.I met Ye Mengmeng's class teacher, a middle-aged female teacher with short hair and black-rimmed glasses.She rubbed her hands, looked at the principal and at Team Wang, and there were several students in the same class beside her.

Team Wang talked to the students first, and they all said that after the rehearsal last night, they went home and did not go with Ye Mengmeng, but saw her go to the teaching building.Said that something was left in the classroom.Finally, I arrived at the head teacher, and after taking a seat and exchanging simple greetings, I got to the topic.

Wang Dui came to ask, Qiu Feng was listening.

"Teacher, don't be nervous. I'm the captain of our city's Criminal Investigation Brigade. My surname is Wang. You can call me Team Wang. This is Qiu Feng. I'll ask you a few questions, and you can answer them truthfully. Teacher, what's your surname. "

The middle-aged female teacher with short hair smiled cautiously.

"My surname is Li, Muzi Li."

"Ah, hello, Teacher Li, how does Ye Mengmeng usually behave in class, what's so special about her?"

The teacher clasped his hands and smiled to answer Wang Dui.

"Mengmeng, she is usually pretty good, not very talkative, but gets along well with her classmates. She likes to participate in interesting activities..."

Qiu Feng suddenly leaned out, put his arms on his legs, and stared at her.Qiu Feng's brows and eyes are thin, and when he frowns, he feels very bad-mannered. He is very imposing and fierce, and the teacher is a little scared.

Qiu Feng asked:

"Teacher, what fun activities does Mengmeng usually like to participate in?"

"Like like...to participate in craft competitions."

"Origami or something?"

"Yes!! Origami!"

"Teacher, it's a crime to cover up. You should think clearly!"

"Huh? Me, me, I know."

Qiu Feng suddenly roared in a deep voice, the voice seemed to come from the chest, and it was extremely penetrating.Almost threw Teacher Li against the wall, whipping out the secrets in her heart.

"Who are you hiding it for?"

"No, me, me..." She was so anxious that she was sweating, and the tears turned into sweat before she could shed, sticking to her thick bangs.She stared in panic and was speechless.

Wang Dui turned his head and shook Qiu Feng lightly, then took out the still photo of the wedding dress he found in Ye Mengmeng's drawer, and handed it to the flustered teacher.

"Look, do you know the boy in the photo?"

The teacher danced nervously, and was suddenly discouraged when he saw the photo.

"I, I, hey, I know him. He is my son Xiao Ke."

As soon as these words came out, Wang Dui was startled, approached her calmly, and asked, "Where is he now?"

"Here... ah! Xiao Ke!"

With a loud bang, a tall and thin boy with white skin angrily knocked open the door.He frowned and locked his brows tightly, his eyes wandering between the two.Then he said to her with a low voice: "Mom, you go out, I will tell them."

"Son, don't do stupid things!"

"Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts calling your door. I haven't done it, and I'm not afraid."

"it is good!"

Qiu Feng jumped over the Wang team who was sitting upright, and applauded Xiao Ke like a little fan.Wang Dui pressed it back, and pinned him on the sofa with a sharp glance.Turning around, let the teacher go out first, and said please to Xiao Ke.Xiao Ke hugged her and walked over.

Wang Dui was not polite, and asked straight to the point: "What is your relationship with the deceased Ye Mengmeng?"

"We are in the same class, and we both like cosplay animations. But I'm just playing along. She really has research. She is not only a member of the school's animation club, but also a senior in the live-action animation industry in this area."

"Then does she usually have a cosplay character? I still like it very much."

"She specializes in cosplaying the Gothic series. She is tall, so there are not many cosplaying in Japanese manga, and most of them are European."

"Europe……"

Wang Dui actually didn't understand the meaning of these words, but asking questions should not make people aware of your doubts, otherwise you will be led by the nose, and being the boss is like this.

So he nodded and asked: "Then what were you doing from 7 o'clock to 12 o'clock last night, have you seen her?"