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

"I'm going back first, are you together?" The lady didn't make any unnecessary greetings, and said straight to the point.

"Where are you going back?" Wen Xichun didn't realize it for a while, and asked naively.

The lady looked at Wen Xichun as if she was looking at an imbecile with an IQ of less than 65: "Go home, otherwise where else can I go back."

This time Wen Xichun was even more confused: "The school celebration ceremony hasn't started yet? And why are you dragging us with you when you want to go back?"

The lady raised her head, as if she was dissatisfied with Wen Xichun's ignorant inquiry.

"Aren't you the police? It's not safe for me to walk alone in this barren mountain, isn't it?"

What Wen Xichun said was a little ridiculous.

"I'm sorry ma'am, we can't leave here without the police documents."

The lady was stunned for a moment, and finally she slowly lowered her head, clenched her teeth, and her cheeks bulged.

"Don't listen to good advice, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Don't want to hear it?It's not; don't you understand the many unreasonable things hidden in it?No, it's just that as Wen Xichun said, he is a policeman, and his responsibility is to find a reasonable explanation for all these unreasonable things, so it's not that he doesn't want to leave, but he can't.

The sound of fast high-heeled shoes gradually disappeared at the end of the corridor, but the unidentified "Help me" on the phone is still a mystery.

The building where the guests live is located on the ground floor. Only the room where Wen Xichun lives has a small window because it is located at the end of the corridor. It is like a prison trying to hide from the light, and outside this small window is Boundless blackness.

But in this ink-like blackness, there unexpectedly appeared a small gap exuding a halo, and this was the only place where the signal could be received.

Wen Xichun stepped on the chair and leaned half of his body out of the window. If he went a little further, he might fall into the boundless darkness, but he could only lie on the window in an extremely dangerous posture to look for signals.

"Have you found the sender of that text message?" Yao Jingrong asked casually while still studying the girl's confession.

Wen Xichun was still trying to call Huang Jiu to ask him to check the location of the number, but even if there was a signal, the signal was extremely unstable, and Huang Jiu's voice could not be heard clearly intermittently.

Wen Xichun was anxious when he heard it, and this posture caused his abdomen to be stuck on the window sill all the time, which made him very uncomfortable. After saying "Send me a text message with the number information", he hung up the phone.

Not long after, Huang Jiu replied with a message:

[It is located in the office building of Songyue Women's High School, but the specific item cannot be located, and the owner of the number cannot check, because this is a bastard machine, the machine is connected to the feeder, and the other end of the feeder is connected to the antenna, that is to say, this This machine can arbitrarily transfer or even change the phone number. 】

Wen Xichun looked at the news sent by Huang Jiu, and many doubts came to his mind.

When he received this "Help me" message, the faces of the female students flashed in his mind, but the text message was sent from the office building, that is, the teachers' offices. And according to what Huang Jiu said, the text message was not intercepted by the signal jammer after it was sent. In other words, the person who sent this text message was in a place with good signal.

Thinking of this, a point flashed in my mind, like a thunderclap.

During the day, the long-haired girl showed herself the text message sent by Jiang Yu, and I accidentally glanced at it, and found that she replied "What happened", and when I received the text message at [-]:[-] in the morning, The girl replied to the text message at [-]:[-], and it seemed that she was not disturbed by the signal jammer at all.

He wanted to find out about this girl, but he didn't store the girl's number at that time, and he didn't know her class name, and it was impossible to ask the school supervisor. There are thousands of students in Songyue Girls' High School, and it's no different to look for each class. He is good at finding a needle in a haystack, and he will scare the snake out of the grass, so it is simply nonsense.

Wen Xichun suddenly opened the door and rushed out.

Yao Jingrong was still analyzing the confession records, and immediately looked over when he heard the voice, but Wen Xichun was nowhere to be seen at the door.

Wen Xichun trotted all the way, looking for the main teaching building.

Next to the teaching building is the cafeteria, and behind the cafeteria is the student dormitory, so only the four-story European-style villa next to the dormitory is left. It seems that it has just been built, not more than ten years old.

Wen Xichun looked up, under the quiet and dark night, the office building was shrouded in a strange layer of black mist, which looked evil and ghostly. Only a small room next to the lobby on the first floor was dimly lit. Sitting was a middle-aged man in security uniform.

The security guard saw Wen Xichun and ran out with a flashlight.

"Why are you still wandering around so late?" Uncle Security pinched the brim of his hat, "Go back quickly, don't wander around."

Wen Xichun was tactful for a rare time, and said with a smile: "No, I'm just curious, come and visit."

Uncle Security simply waved his hand, like chasing a puppy, and his tone was a bit stiff: "No outsiders are allowed in here, if you don't leave again, I will be impolite."

This uncle, why is he so neurotic.

Wen Xichun shook his head, barely maintaining a smile: "I'm sorry I offended, I'm leaving now."

Uncle Security, waving a flashlight, stood behind and stared at Wen Xichun. As soon as Wen Xichun turned his head, he immediately sanctioned him with his eyes.

Wen Xichun smiled awkwardly, and did not stay any longer.

Because there was no search warrant, and he was not here to investigate the case, he was at most a special guest, and he did not have the right to forcefully break into the office building.

Wen Xichun seemed to be unwilling, and walked slowly, taking a step and turning his head three times, but every time he saw the slightly angry face of the security guard.

It's just that when I turned around again, I seemed to see a strange black figure dangling in front of the window of a certain room on the third floor from the corner of my eye, but when I looked closely, there were only dark windows, and no one at all.

Did you read it wrong?Or hallucinations due to tension.

Wen Xichun stared blankly for a while, until the security uncle couldn't hold back his unicorn arm and was about to rush over, Wen Xichun consciously left this weird office building.

Back in the room, Yao Jingrong hadn't left yet, and was sitting gracefully in front of the computer with his legs crossed and typing, when he saw Wen Xichun came back, he asked casually, "Where did you go?"

Wen Xichun took off his coat and threw it on the ground, and lay down on the bed tiredly: "The office building, but was stopped by security."

Yao Jingrong packed up her things, with a meaningful smile on the corner of her mouth: "Don't think about it, TV dramas are like this, it's impossible to let you in, go to bed early, I'm going back."

In the silent room, there was only the sound of Yao Jingrong's extremely rhythmic footsteps, and there was only a slight sound when they rubbed against the wool carpet.

I don't know when he walked out of the room, but after Wen Xichun closed his eyes and rested for a while, he opened his eyes and disappeared.

****

Wen Xichun didn't sleep well that night, and was woken up early the next morning by the school's leader knocking on the door.

There was still a row of guests standing at the door, they were chatting and laughing, and seemed to have a good relationship.

But among this group of people, I didn't see the lady who likes to wear fur. It seems that she has left the school.

And what's strange is that the school supervisor's wife who was almost living as a follower unexpectedly didn't show up.

The school leader who led them to breakfast was a middle-aged uncle with no grass growing on his head. Although he wore a decent suit, he still couldn't conceal his naturally insignificant temperament.

He was different from the nagging school supervisor. He didn't seem to believe in the so-called Jesus God, so he skipped praying before meals and led everyone to the long table that was several meters long yesterday.

Breakfast looks much more normal, bread, omelette, milk, fruit and so on.

Wen Xichun, who hadn't eaten since yesterday morning, looked really hungry. He grabbed the bread and stuffed it into his mouth.

And a middle-aged man sitting beside him seemed to be very dissatisfied with his lack of tutoring, his small eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and he even dragged his chair aside in disgust, trying to stay away from this starving ghost farther away.

Yao Jingrong scratched the dinner plate slowly with a fork, and seeing Wen Xichun's appearance, he couldn't help laughing and said, "I'll give you mine too?"

Wen Xichun ignored him, just stuffed food into his mouth in a numb manner, and looked up from time to time to glance at other guests who were dining.

Even though he was on this long table, he still suppressed his nausea and swallowed the food.

Because in his opinion, swallowing the food that normal people should eat without image is the bottom line of being a human being.

After breakfast, several guests suggested that they want to take a stroll around the school. The school leader seemed a little embarrassed, and after thinking about it, he smiled awkwardly:

"Recently, I have to prepare for the school celebration ceremony, so I can't accompany you. Sorry, everyone can walk around the campus at will, but there is a reminder, because the school has not been solidified and renovated for more than 70 years, so many places are in disrepair. The danger of falling off and collapsing, especially some underground buildings, should be avoided as much as possible.”

Strange, exactly the same rhetoric as the school supervisor.

Anyway, the words were logical, and everyone didn't think much about it. After they agreed, they scattered in groups in front of the large open space in front of the teaching building.

But Wen Xichun was always thinking about the office building where the text message was sent, so he quietly walked over to have a look. The teaching building in the daytime was normal, but because it was in the shadow of the mountain and the light was insufficient, it looked like it was still there. spooky.

In the security room at the door, the stern-faced security uncle from last night was leaning on the sofa listening to music with his feet up, humming along with his eyes closed, looking very comfortable.

The one next to the sofa turned out to be the original gramophone, the kind with vinyl discs.

The phonograph needle slowly reads the analog signal on the record, and the classical melodious music sounds layer by layer through the flower-shaped loudspeaker on the side.

"You stay here to watch the wind, I'll go in." Wen Xichun really wanted to go in and find out, so much so that he took Yao Jingrong as a tool man without thinking about it.

"The word lookout is very delicate." Yao Jingrong laughed.

However, Wen Xichun was not in the mood to fight with him. After gesturing to him, he squatted all the way against the corner, carefully walked under the window of the security room, and entered the office building smoothly.

Perhaps because of the school celebration, the office building was silent, and the light inside the building was dim, like the hazy and cool gray-blue color on a rainy day.

Wen Xichun walked close to the wall, and his eyes followed the nameplates on each office one by one.

Very ordinary, nothing special, not much different from domestic office buildings.

Wen Xichun suddenly remembered the vague figure he saw from the third floor before leaving last night. In fact, he didn't think he was hallucinating until now.

He skipped the second floor and went straight to the third floor.

As a result, as soon as he reached the stairs, he heard a burst of chaotic footsteps, accompanied by rapid breathing.

After a loud bang, the world returned to calm again.

At the end of the corridor, in the dark environment, the strange sound sounded again, rustling, like the sound of skin and flesh colliding, it seemed to come from a certain room on this floor.

Wen Xichun regained his composure, leaned on the wall, and slowly followed the sound towards the room that made the strange noise——