Dirt

The sound of reciting recited loudly echoed in the empty campus. The content of the self-study class was laid out in beautiful white chalk characters on the blackboard. Diao Zhongli gave a few simple instructions and stepped off the podium. On the squad leader:

"The squad leader is responsible for the self-study class discipline."

After speaking, Diao Zhongli walked out of the classroom with a professional smile.

One of the two people outside the door leaned against the wall and bowed their heads in silence, their eyes were dull, while the other played with the police certificate in his hand with a doting expression, letting the air flow slowly and neither of them spoke again.Not long after, Diao Zhongli pushed open the door and came out. He Yuan put on his police certificate and nodded to indicate that he walked out of the teaching building. After taking two steps, he turned around and found that Miao Miao was still distracted. He stood still and shook his head helplessly:

"Master, let's go."

When Miao Miao came back to his senses, he found that He Yuan had already walked a few meters away, and hurriedly chased after him.

The faculty office is as clean and orderly as Century High School. A few teachers who had no class bowed their heads to correct their homework, or sat around holding thermos cups and discussing something. Diao Zhongli walked around the teachers with a smile on her face, and pulled He opened the chair and sat in his seat, nodded lightly: "Two police comrades, please sit down."

He Yuan didn't see it, so he pulled a chair next to him and sat down directly. Two seconds later, he realized something, stood up, pulled another chair, brought it to Miao Miao, nodded and smiled, and then sat back on his own chair.

"Mr. Diao, can you describe Han Qing's usual study life again?"

Diao Zhongli smiled reservedly, her voice was gentle and not flustered: "Han Qing has excellent academic performance, has always been No. 1 in all grades, and has always been ranked high in grades. She will definitely accomplish a lot in the future, but it's a pity that she is only a teenager..."

He Yuan raised his hand and directly interrupted Diao Zhongli's words, and smiled silently, with a cold expression on his face: "Mr. Diao, don't talk about irrelevant things, you should know what I want to ask, right?"

The discussions of several teachers around were silent for a moment, and they quietly looked sideways.

Diao Zhongli thought for a moment, and then said again: "The situation at her home has not been good. I have visited her home twice. It can be said that the family is completely destitute. She and his grandpa are squeezed into a small supermarket of 30 square meters, and all rely on his grandpa to sell some scattered things. Earning money, perhaps because such a family puts too much pressure on her..."

"Well, I'm sorry that the law enforcement recorder is not turned on, could you please repeat it?" He Yuanpi said with a half-smile.

"It's okay." Diao Zhongli still maintained a polite attitude. After He Yuan adjusted the law enforcement recorder, he slowed down and repeated the previous words. He was very cooperative and never neglected, so that He Yuan felt that he was a little deliberate. Embarrass the female teacher.

Maybe the chair was uncomfortable, so Miao Miao moved the chair tens of centimeters forward to be close to He Yuan, and continued to sit in another position.

He Yuan: "Mr. Diao, how is Han Qing's relationship with her classmates?"

"Hmm...she..." Diao Zhongli dragged out a long sound from her throat, and continued after a few seconds: "She gets along well with her classmates, she is helpful and often helps her classmates answer difficult questions, I brought a She has been there for three months, and she has never heard of conflicts or quarrels between her and her classmates."

Miao Miao suddenly leaned forward without any warning, propping his chin with one hand and resting his elbow on his knees, looking like he was studying, but his tone was very cold and blunt: "Teacher, do you know what kind of law you will bear if you provide a false statement to the police?" Responsibility?"

Diao Zhongli obviously took a deep breath, and her pupils trembled slightly: "No, what I said is true. I am her class teacher, and I am also worried about her accident. How could I make a false statement?"

"I'm just giving you some science, Mr. Diao, don't be so excited." Miao Miao suddenly softened her tone again, shrugged, and leaned back: "Captain He, do you think Han Qing will die and those few times we met?" How many students are involved in it?"

"Which students?" Diao Zhongli interrupted in surprise.

He Yuan didn't answer the question directly, but instead put his hand on the back of Miao Miao's and patted it lightly, expressing his reproach: "What are you talking about, what kind of big waves can a group of children cause, and Teacher Diao also said, it's the third year of high school. They are very united, like a family, how could they want to put Han Qing to death, don't you think, Mr. Diao?"

At this moment, Diao Zhongli's complexion began to change slightly. She seemed to realize that the police had realized something, and her lips trembled visibly: "Yes, yes, yes...they are all students, even if there is any conflict, no one will die. , the students in our class have always been very united, it is a family..."

He Yuan once again directly interrupted: "Teacher, do you know that there is a nickname in your class called Brother Hua?"

"No... I don't know, students call each other nicknames, how can we as teachers know."

Miao Miao stood up suddenly and looked down at Diao Zhongli: "Sorry, the chair is not comfortable, I will stand for a while."

He Yuan raised his eyes to look at Miao Miao, his eyes couldn't help being filled with a layer of doting, and then he put it away immediately: "Can you bring me the student roster in the class?"

Diao Zhongli quickly took out a form from the drawer, and respectfully pushed it in front of He Yuan.

He Yuan flipped through it casually, with fixed eyes, and then passed the roster to Miao Miao, with a seemingly unintentional tap of his index finger, Miao Miao immediately understood what He Yuan meant.

"Excuse me, Mr. Diao, that's all I'm going to ask today. Don't leave Lingang City for now. The city bureau will summon you if necessary." He Yuan stood up and said very politely.

"Okay, thank you, Comrade Police."

As soon as he left the faculty office, Miao Miao deliberately lowered his voice and said, "This head teacher didn't tell the truth, and she can make a head teacher lie in front of the police. If it's not a child of a high-ranking family, it's..."

"It has something to do with the school, the principal, the school manager, or her relative's child." He Yuan quickly picked up where Miao Miao had stopped.

The two looked at each other silently, and understood each other's meaning in a very short moment.

"Zheng Hua." The two spoke in unison.

He Yuan lowered his head and glanced at his watch: "It's still early, let's take you to relive your campus time."

Miao Miao couldn't refuse, so he had no choice but to follow He Yuan's footsteps, and walked to the top floor of the central building. The conspicuous warning line was hung in the middle of the railing, and He Yuan lifted the warning line and bent down to get in.

The biting cold wind was blowing recklessly, and He Yuan, who didn't wear long johns for the sake of looking handsome, got into his trouser legs crazily, making He Yuan shiver from the cold.

Miao Miao stood outside the cordon and looked at him expressionlessly, his soft heart trembled with He Yuan's trembling, and soon couldn't bear it anymore, bent down and entered the cordon, quickly walked behind He Yuan and directly took off the scarf On He Yuan's neck.

He Yuan was taken aback by the sudden scarf, and quickly realized that he turned around with a shallow smile and approached Miao Miao: "Do you care about me?"

After finishing speaking, He Yuan leaned forward, and was about to kiss Miao Miao secretly again with malicious intentions. In the blink of an eye, Miao Miao quickly put his index finger on He Yuan's lips, and turned his head to look outside the protective railing:

"He Yuan, what do you think Han Qing was thinking when he stood here and was about to jump down?"

He Yuan's heart trembled. Could it be that Miao Miao thought of Bu Zhao again? After all, this incident was a huge shadow in his heart, which could make him cry like an ice cube. After thinking for a moment, He Yuan said: "Miao Miao, Don't worry, I'll help you dispel the shadow in your heart."

According to common sense, Miao Miao should be very moved at this time, and then promised to dedicate his whole life to show his gratitude to He Yuan, but Miao Miao did the opposite and said directly: " I didn't say this, I just wonder how desperate she is for herself to jump down, after all, when she really stands here and prepares to jump down, her heart will still tremble."

He Yuan was startled, stretched out his hand to hold Miao Miao's icy fingers, covered them in his hand and let out a sigh of relief:

"We're not Han Qing, so naturally we can't understand her feelings at the time, but we can bring those abusers to justice for her."

Miao Miao was silent for a while, then suddenly opened He Yuan's hand and walked towards the guardrail.

"Miao Miao, what are you doing?!" He Yuan felt a sharp pain in his heart, and suddenly stepped forward to hold Miao Miao, fearing that Miao Miao would not be able to think about it, so he performed a 360-degree rotation and landed freely in front of him.

"From this angle... you can see Class One and Three in Senior High."

Miao Miao stretched out his finger to the opposite teaching building and looked through the glass. Although it was a bit blurry, he could still clearly see that they were studying with their heads down.

"The students in front of the back window..." Miao Miao winked at He Yuan.

The latter's heart was slightly bald, and he lit a cigarette on the roof where the cold wind was wanton, and exhaled the smoke into the wind: "Aren't these the students in the small alley that day?"

Miao Miao exhaled and said, "Maybe this case is really related to those students."

He Yuan turned his head to look at Miao Miao, whose eyebrows were as cold as ice, and took out his mobile phone after a while: "I'm in Century High School, you bring a few people over here, and call a few who are more aggressive. The bigger the formation, the better. We bully children."

"Hmm..." Miao Miao thought for a while, then suddenly raised his hand to interrupt He Yuan: "This is an environment they are familiar with, don't interrogate them here, take them back to the city bureau, it is easier to defeat their psychological defense in the police station, Ask something."

He Yuan nodded, gave a few more instructions to the phone, turned around and pulled Miao Miao off the roof with his hard and cold fingers.

A few minutes later, the two of them stood back at the door of Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School. It was just the time for get out of class to end, and the classroom was filled with bustling noises, as if they were not affected by the death of Han Qing at all.

Suddenly, several chasing boys and girls rushed out of the front door of the classroom, and obscene words came out of their mouths.

He Yuan frowned, turned to Miao Miao, and the two exchanged a glance, then He Yuan suddenly took a step back and grabbed a boy who was running out of the classroom: "Call Zheng Hua from your class to come out."

The little boy was full of sincere contempt: "Who the hell are you, what do you want from our brother Hua?"

He Yuan politely let go of his hands, and took out his police badge from his arms with great restraint: "Little brother, what do you think?"

"I, I..." The little boy was speechless suddenly: "Uncle policeman, you...wait a minute, I'm just..."

He Yuan: "Baby, call the police brother."

Miao Miao: "..."