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

"Is this kind of decision-making a bit blind? If it's just a strange talk, squatting by the lake like this is just a waste of time."

Yao Jingrong didn't seem to agree.

Wen Xichun made a good posture, and mysteriously tapped the office building beside him with his chin.

The office building hidden in the dark reveals a hint of age. It looks like a ghost building that has not been popular for a long time, filled with eerie and treacherous atmosphere.

Looking at the past from this angle, you can clearly see the scene of every window.

"Before I saw a figure shaking from the window on the third floor, and it was the kind of movement that floated past and was not rhythmic when walking. The distress message was also sent from this building, so I suspect there is something hidden inside. people."

Yao Jingrong looked at the dark window and frowned slightly: "Are you sure you're not dazzled?"

This time, Wen Xichun didn't bother to talk to him anymore. If he didn't receive the distress message, he might suspect that he was dazzled, but everything was so coincidental, Wen Xichun became more determined in his mind.

The deep mountains in winter are already cold, and the two of them squatted here as if they could still smell the salty sea breeze. The icy wind blew randomly on their faces, and Wen Xichun's body was already cold, so his hands were frozen into big ice cubes.

Wen Xichun raised his hand and let out a sigh of relief, but his eyes were still glued to the window on the third floor.

"Is it cold?" Yao Jingrong asked softly.

"Don't talk, be quiet." But Wen Xichun seemed to be puzzled, and with an emotionless sentence, Yao Jingrong's outstretched hand was snapped back.

Yao Jingrong warmed up for a long time before he secretly retracted his warm hands into his pockets. He looked at the back of Wen Xichun's head, and a wry smile flashed across his mouth for a moment.

Time passed by every minute and every second, the sky was so dark that it became a cloud of ink, and the only moon that shone with light was covered by clouds and mist, and the scene was once so dark that you couldn't see your fingers.

The hands circled the dial once, and at nine o'clock, the blunt light-off bell rang through the silent campus.

The temperature was getting lower and lower, and Yao Jingrong, who had never squatted before, couldn't stand it anymore, and his body began to shiver uncontrollably.

He moved two steps forward slowly, and touched Wen Xichun without a trace. The other party was still concentrating on staring at the window and was not paying attention here, so he moved a little more quietly.

The people around him suddenly trembled, and their bodies moved accordingly, as if they were about to get up.

"There it is." A deep voice sounded.

Yao Jingrong looked over with his gaze, and a mass of black shadows stopped motionless at the window in the middle of the second floor, but the specific image could not be seen clearly because the distance was too far away.

There are security guards guarding the front door of the office building. If you want to find out, you can only find another way out.

such as……

Wen Xichun's gaze stayed on the water pipe next to the window——

"How tall are you?" He suddenly asked.

"[-]..." After Yao Jingrong finished speaking, he saw Wen Xichun's eyes again, and suddenly realized that things were not simple.

"Did you see that there is a decorative diamond-shaped protrusion in the middle of the outer walls of the second and third floors. As long as I can go up there, I can enter the third floor." Wen Xichun slowly turned his head to look at Yao Jingrong. It's rare... to look forward to.

Yao Jingrong secretly sighed: "Understood."

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In an inconspicuous corner, two figures were looking around furtively. After confirming that no one was there, the taller one leaned down slowly with his hands on the wall.

The other one didn't hesitate at all. He started with a run-up, his posture was agile and smooth, and he didn't feel sorry for the pedal below him at all. He jumped on him, and when he lifted the pedal, Wen Xichun firmly grasped the outer wall with both hands. rhombus raised.

Even though his back hurts from being trampled on, the first thing Yao Jingrong did was look up to make sure Wen Xichun was safe.

Seeing him dangling back and forth between the four big rhombuses like an acrobat, my heart couldn't help but raised my throat, and my hands subconsciously stretched out to catch him.

After stepping on the diamond-shaped protrusions, Wen Xichun stood up cautiously, and slowly moved to the window——

A pale face was suddenly reflected in the window, the pupils were extremely large and black, filling the entire eye sockets.

Wen Xichun was taken aback by the sudden visual impact, staggered, and stepped on the ground in an instant.

"Be careful!" For a moment, Yao Jingrong's blood seemed to freeze.

But fortunately, there was no danger, Wen Xichun quickly grabbed another diamond-shaped protrusion, and hung it dangling on the outer wall like this.

Although the palms of his hands were already in a cold sweat at this time, because of face, Wen Xichun pretended as if nothing had happened, and crawled back in an unattractive posture.

There were indeed people in the room, and...the appearance was a little scary.

He learned his lesson this time, instead of rushing up directly, he raised his hand under the window and knocked on the window glass: "I'm sorry to offend you, maybe I can help you?"

"Help...help me." A weak cry sounded from behind the glass window.

It was a person, a real person, maybe the person who sent the text message.

Wen Xichun climbed up quickly, and now he could see clearly that the person behind the window was indeed a person, and it was a girl, a girl... with a long wound on her face.

He freed one hand to push down the window, only to find that it was locked from the inside.

"It's locked inside, can you open the window for me?"

The girl shook her head with an expression of indescribable pain.

Wen Xichun felt that something was wrong, propped his hands on the window sill, straightened his upper body vigorously, and looked in through the window.

He finally knew why the shadow he saw before the window was floating.

Because the girl was sitting in a wheelchair, and her two hands were tied to the armrests on both sides, and her feet were also tied up. The only use of her two hands was to roll the wheelchair to a very small extent.

What should I do now, smashing the glass rashly is too loud, and the only tool I have on me is... a medical kit.

"I'm sorry, this kind of words may not be able to rescue you for the time being. Tomorrow is the school celebration. I will come to you when there is no one here. Before that, you have to tell me the truth about who tied you here." Si After thinking about it, it seems impossible to smuggle this girl away tonight. I can only look for opportunities at the school celebration tomorrow.

The girl didn't seem to intend to hide it: "It's the school supervisor. The night before I went to Italy, she asked me to tell me that she had something to tell me. She scratched my face and imprisoned me all the time. here."

Wen Xichun was stunned for a moment: "Is your name Jiang Yu?"

When the girl heard it, her eyes suddenly brightened: "You know me? Did my friend ask you about me!"

"Yes, a girl with long straight hair, can you tell me the name of her class?"

The girl hesitated for a while, and finally said slowly: "Actually, I haven't seen what she looks like, and I don't know her name. We just contacted through text messages. She said her nickname is Xiaoqinggua. I also know the rest. I no longer know."

This is very weird, talking about such a good girlfriend, but people have never seen her real face, and don't even know her name, what is this, a pen pal?

While Wen Xichun was contemplating, out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to see a flash of light at the corner of the office building.

"Someone is here, come down quickly." Yao Jingrong yelled in a low voice from below, but that overly calm tone made Wen Xichun wonder if he was trying to scare him.

"Who! Who's there!" Angrily shouted, and then, a strong light pierced over.

Wen Xichun didn't dare to delay, and directly jumped down from the diamond-shaped protrusion with his head sullen, which was a desperate effort.

As soon as he got down, a hand pulled over, and before he could react, the howling wind blew past quickly, and he was almost dragged forward.

Looking at the tall and tall figure in front of him, Wen Xichun felt for the first time that this awkward and arrogant Yao Jingrong unexpectedly had a reassuring side.

The yelling of the security guard at the back became smaller and smaller, Wen Xichun looked back, and the thin figure of the security guard was quickly hidden by the night.

Running back to the dormitory, the two managed to catch their breath and looked at each other, then Yao Jingrong laughed inexplicably.

"It's obviously a policeman, but he just ran out of the posture of a criminal." Yao Jingrong raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Life is amazing, you never know what role you will play in the next second."

Wen Xichun was not in the mood to joke with him, he had already begun to analyze in his head, he always felt that there was an inexplicable connection between the moment he received the invitation letter from Songyue and all the things that happened in the past few days .

Why didn't Jiang Yu go to Italy but was imprisoned in the office building after being slapped in the face by the school supervisor; why there were more than a dozen heads hidden in the secret passages in the office building, who were these people; and why, Yang Huirong proposed to leave early after Songyue He was killed in the forest.

From the superficial analysis, it seems that all the spearheads are pointing at Songyue's school supervisor.

"Let me tell you something." Seeing that Wen Xichun ignored him, Yao Jingrong seemed to be unable to bear the loneliness, and began to look for a sense of presence again.

"Just say what you have to say—" Wen Xichun was a little impatient when his thoughts were interrupted.

"When I was dealing with a case before, I went through several confidential files in the file room. Among them were the records of Yang Huirong's case. Considering that it might cause extremely bad effects, I was kept secret by my superiors."

Wen Xichun raised his eyes and frowned, "Yang Huirong still has a criminal record?"

Yao Jingrong raised the corners of her lips: "It's not so much the case, but the real reason why she desperately wants to leave Songyue."

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