God of unknown origin, please don't ask [criminal investigation]

Seeing everyone in a mess, those who seemed to be school leaders didn't feel guilty at all, only the woman greeted them warmly, saying:

"It's been a long journey and everyone has worked hard. I am Songyue's school supervisor. I have prepared a rest room for everyone. Come with me."

The female students in uniform behind them all bent down slightly after hearing what the principal said, and saluted them respectfully.

The old man with white hair at the head was generous and didn't bother with them. Leaning on crutches, he smiled and shook hands with the school director and teachers, and then followed into the school.

And the female school supervisor who was dressed in black didn't take two steps, turned around suddenly, nodded to Wen Xichun and Yao Jingrong, a mysterious smile appeared on her blood red lips.

Wen Xichun was stunned for a moment, not understanding what the smile meant, but just found it strange.

Perhaps it was because the architectural style of the walls was too thick and the windows were too small for poor lighting, so even at noon, the school building still looked gloomy, and the candle lamps on both sides of the walls did not play any lighting role.

Through a short dark corridor, the front suddenly becomes clear. A circular hall is surrounded by exaggerated and gorgeous relief seats. A statue of the Virgin Mary looks like it is surrounded by holy light, it is very luxurious, as if you are there.

Several of the guests invited to the school celebration took out their SLRs or mobile phones and began to take pictures, while the lady in fur stood unmoved, with contempt in her eyes, as if she was interested in these bumpkins entering the city Behavior is extremely disgraceful.

"Pretty is beautiful, but it makes people feel uncomfortable." Yao Jingrong looked at it for a while and said.

Wen Xichun ignored him, and walked to the base of the wall silently by himself to study the relief murals on the wall.

Although no one introduced it, it can be vaguely seen that there are stories about theology. It tells the story of Jesus walking on the sea and healing the suffering beings after encountering storms.

"It's a ridiculous story, isn't it?" A cold voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Wen Xichun turned his head slowly, and was facing the face of the female school supervisor who seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

The female school supervisor walked slowly to the wall, gently stroked the face of Jesus on the mural with her slender fingers, and there was a moment of bewilderment in her eyes:

"It is said that God loves the world and saves the common people, but he has never cared for anyone, making life the most painful thing in the world."

Wen Xichun looked at her quietly, and after a while, turned around: "Madam, only trusting yourself is the most solid and stable thing in this world."

The female school supervisor raised her eyes, her phoenix eyes were full of coldness.

She smiled, but there was no smile on her face: "Everyone is tired too, why don't you go to the room I prepared for you to rest, take a bath, eat something to recharge your batteries, the school celebration banquet the day after tomorrow may Makes everyone very tired."

After finishing speaking, the female principal tidied her delicate curly hair slightly, and left gracefully on her high heels.

The room prepared by Songyue Girls' High School for the guests is a basement-like place next to the main building, but the decoration is also very luxurious and comfortable. The interior of the building is brightly lit, and the rooms of all the guests are in this row , from Room 01 to Room 011.

The interior of the room is gorgeous and warm, and it looks like it was piled up with money.

Wen Xichun walked around the room, studied the usage of all the home appliances, took a shower, and was about to report the situation to the bureau.

"Dong dong." There was a slight and cautious knock on the door.

Wen Xichun wiped his wet hair vigorously twice, and tried to make himself look more straight with his hands.

I thought it might be the school's leading teacher or some other guest outside the door, but when the door opened, there was a long-haired girl with neck curled up and looking very cold standing at the door.

She is wearing Songyue's European-style school uniform. She has a very good appearance. Her face is really only the size of a palm. It is still the iconic oriental oval face beauty. Her eyes are bigger than Wen Xichun's family combined. They are very white, so white that they are almost transparent.

"Are you...?" Wen Xichun asked in surprise.

The girl looked around vigilantly, her eyes full of fear.

She lowered her voice as much as possible and asked softly, "Are you a policeman?"

"What's the matter?" Wen Xichun didn't know why, so he couldn't answer truthfully.

"Are you a policeman, are you a policeman?" The girl suddenly grabbed Wen Xichun's hand, her eyes gradually turned red, "I heard that there are policemen among the special guests this time, so it's you."

Wen Xichun: How did you see it?

At this time, the door next door suddenly rang twice, and the two of them were startled when they heard the sound, and immediately followed the sound to look over.

Yao Jingrong was holding his mobile phone, trying to find a signal to report the safety of the bureau. As soon as he went out, he saw the big eyes and small eyes on the opposite side, and two hands tightly clenched...

He held up his mobile phone and smiled: "Sorry, looking for a signal, did I disturb you?"

The girl quickly withdrew her hand and looked at Wen Xichun helplessly.

Wen Xichun secretly rolled his eyes, and waved his hand to the girl: "Come in and talk, people outside have a lot of talk."

The phrase "too many people with mixed mouths" obviously refers to a certain person with the surname Yao.

The girl plunged into Wen Xichun's room almost without thinking, and Wen Xichun closed the door behind her.

Only Yao Jingrong, who was still holding his mobile phone and trying to find a signal, looked at the closed wooden door, and the smile on his mouth gradually faded——

After entering the room, the girl stood in front of the table a little cautiously, tightly pinching the corner of her clothes with her fingers.

Wen Xichun poured a cup of hot water and handed it to her: "What's the matter with you, please speak slowly."

The girl took the water glass absent-mindedly, the hand holding the glass trembled slightly, and her eyes kept looking around without focus.

Wen Xichun frowned, and tried to keep his tone as calm as possible: "Did something happen? As you can see, I am a policeman, you can tell me."

The girl's fingers tightened suddenly, and she suddenly raised her head: "My friend is missing."

Wen Xichun turned on his laptop and created a new document: "Please explain in detail."

The girl took a deep breath, as if she was trying to calm herself down. After a long time, she finally spoke slowly:

"At the end of each semester, our school will send so-called talented students to Florence and Milan for further study. My friend Jiang Yu has obtained this qualification. It was supposed to start on NO.19. We made an appointment and I will send her out of the school. Her The dormitory is next door to me."

The girl tried her best to organize her words, but she still sounded confused, as if she was saying whatever came to her mind.

"But on the morning of NO.19, I was planning to skip class and go out to see her off, but I received a short message." The girl took out a mobile phone from her jacket pocket and handed it over.

Seeing this mobile phone, Wen Xichun had deep doubts.

The Motorola flip phone, a popular style more than ten years ago, should have been discontinued and extinct now. Besides, the parents of this girls' school are either rich or expensive. Can flip phones still be used normally in this era?

Wen Xichun took the phone, and there was a text message on the screen:

Sender: Xiaoyuyu

Content: Don't send me off, I'm leaving, goodbye.

And the signal displayed in the upper left corner of the mobile phone is "E", and it doesn't even have 2G. Can this thing really work?

"But when I guessed that she should have arrived in Florence, I called her and turned off the phone. I thought she might not have gotten off the plane, so I sent her a text message to let her see and call me back."

The girl swallowed cautiously: "But a week has passed, she seems to have disappeared out of thin air, neither text messages nor phone calls."

Wen Xichun typed and asked casually: "Could it be that I changed my local number and didn't tell you?"

"Impossible!" The girl exclaimed excitedly, "Jiang Yu can't change the number without telling me."

Wen Xichun cleared her throat, and didn't know what to say, and couldn't bear to break her beautiful illusion of friendship.

"But what really made me suspicious was the night of No. 18, the night before Jiang Yu's departure. I went to the dormitory to look for her, but there was no one in her dormitory. I remembered that the school supervisor seemed to talk to her after class, so I planned to Find her in the Chancellor's wife's office."

Hearing this name, a pair of red to slightly black lips popped out of Wen Xichun's mind, with a cold smile that made people shudder.

"At that time, I heard a strange sound at the door of the supervisor's office, like..." The girl slowly raised her hand, and suddenly covered her mouth with force. After a while, she slowly put it down again, her eyes unfocused, "like The whimpering sound from being covered."

Wen Xichun's typing hand suddenly stopped, and he raised his eyes suddenly.

"The Romansh language class at five o'clock that day was the last time I saw her."

"Have you contacted her parents?"

The girl shook her head blankly, then looked down at the old Motorola flip phone in her hand.

"Our school strictly prohibits the use of mobile phones. Parents have signed an agreement with the school before enrolling. If students are found to have stolen mobile phones, they will be expelled. Moreover, the school has signal shielding towers, and signals above 2G will be blocked, so I can't even call her parents to ask."

"I picked up this phone from the mountains last year, and it barely works after repairing it."

"Then your friend's mobile phone may have been confiscated." Wen Xichun asked.

The girl still shook her head: "Confiscation is equivalent to expulsion. We have been imprisoned here for three years. How could we ruin three years of youth because of a mobile phone."

To be honest, the strange school rules of this school are really overkill. Although students are not recommended to use mobile phones, they should not be mandatory, and the punishment decision is so severe, it is really counterintuitive.

"What do you mean by being imprisoned for three years?"

"Because our school has regulations, once enrolled, unless there are force majeure factors, we are not allowed to go home at other times, including the Chinese New Year. After completing three years of study here, we will go to Italy to study abroad for three years, and then we can see our parents."

Wen Xichun raised his hand to his chin, and thoughtfully said: "That is to say, you will not see your family members for six or seven years."

The girl nodded slowly.

"But I talked about this with the classmate in the dormitory next door. She told me that she had a senior sister who played very well. She left school last year to study in Italy, but she has not been contacted since then. It is said that later Her parents had been to the school and they seemed to be in a bad state, her mother was crying, but at the end of the day it was over and no one knew what happened."