Case File Compendium

Wang Jiankang is the director of the foreign exchange department of Shanghai University, in his early forties.

Because of his work relationship, Wang Jiankang has a wide network of contacts, and he often has to meet people outside for dinner.

Xie Qingcheng and him also met once or twice, and felt that this man was annoying, and then walked around when they saw him, so at best, they were "acquaintances", not "understanding".

"I don't believe in ghosts and gods. Since he's dead, he probably has something to do with the Chengkang Mental Hospital." Xie Qingcheng took another sip of tea and said lightly, "Besides, he has something to do with Jiang Lanpei's affairs." relation."

He Yu turned his head and looked at the radio and television tower: "The Chengkang incident is quite a commotion, and it's probably not as simple as a mental hospital behind it."

It doesn't need to be said by He Yu, Xie Qingcheng also knows it.

The school’s TV tower can be controlled, all electronic communication tools within the radiation range can be illegally broadcasted uniformly, and the police’s photos can also be stolen under such a high degree of martial law. The director of the Shanghai Municipal Public Security Bureau estimates at this moment Had to be sent to the emergency cardiology department.

It is self-evident how arrogant the people behind can do such a thing and openly provoke it.

Moreover, this matter was actually involved in Shanghai University, and Shanghai University is where Xie Xue works now... Xie Qingcheng thought about it, and felt a faint pain in his head. Yu felt that he would have another opinion, so he went to the balcony anyway.

He Yu heard the soft sound of lighter behind him, turned his head and saw a faint light in the night.

Xie Qingcheng moved the lighter to the side of the cigarette, and the firelight outlined his clear outline and slender eyelashes, giving him a gentle crimson border.Then he retracted the lighter, leaving only the flame on the cigarette flickering brightly and dimly.

Like fireflies.

Xie Qingcheng smoked a whole cigarette, then came back from the balcony coughing lightly, and closed the sliding glass door.

"I'm going to cook some supper." The left and right are also troubled, it may be difficult to fall asleep tonight, why don't you eat something and wait until you see the result.

Xie Qingcheng asked He Yu: "What do you want?"

"Caviar and purple gall sashimi."

"Get out."

"...That's fine."

Xie Qingcheng went to the kitchen.

He cooks neatly and cleanly, like an operation, everything is clear and organized.The sound of the range hood sounded inside, and He Yu looked down at the phone.

The volume of WeChat messages has exploded.

Mainly in the classmate group, they are all talking about what happened tonight. It is estimated that no one in Shanghai University can close their eyes.

"Who the hell is Z?"

"Z must be the surname of the victim. My surname is Xu. That's great. I'm fine."

"Woooooooooooo fucking help! My surname is Zhang!"

"It's okay, my surname is Zhao. I have never disliked my surname so much, and I can't sleep."

There are even a few idiots who spontaneously formed a classmate group starting with Z and L, saying that they want to hug each other in the group to keep warm and comfort each other.

Someone else pointed out: "As long as the singing of throwing the handkerchief is heard again, it must be a targeted murder. Our whole dormitory is watching the video of throwing the handkerchief, it's too scary..."

The newsfeed jumps to the main page, too.

However, when He Yu clicked in to view it, it showed that the content had been deleted by the publisher. It is estimated that the internet police were already working overtime to delete and review relevant information at this point.He can understand this matter, the situation is not under control, and he doesn't know how the next step will develop. The stakes behind it and the people involved are all unclear. It is impossible for the authorities to allow such news to spread quickly on the Internet, otherwise it will be easy. It caused rumors to spread and panic among the masses.

He Yu has a family group, and there are basically no people talking in that group. He reasonably suspects that his parents and younger brother also have a small group of three people. Anyway, his psychopath will always seem to exist outside the family.

But today when something like this happened at Shanghai University, Lu Zhishu still sent a message in the group: "Your dad told me about everything, you and Dr. Xie went home and told us."

He Yu: "We're in the dormitory."

He Jiwei: "Take a photo."

He Yu sighed, because he felt that he might be perfunctory, leaving it here to check the post.

He got up and opened the kitchen door: "Xie Qingcheng, my dad wants me to take a picture of you."

Xie Qingcheng frowned: "I'll just call him later."

It would be better for He Yu to say that, and he didn't want to bother with the "Family Love" group. He threw his phone away and walked behind Xie Qingcheng.Xie Qingcheng is cooking noodles, it smells delicious.

"What are you doing here?"

"Watch you cook. Learn a little."

Xie Qingcheng didn't chase him away. He was about to fry two poached eggs at the moment, and when he beat the eggs with one hand and poured them into the pan, he realized that he was absent-minded and didn't wear an apron.

Although he can cook, he hates the oily smoke on his body and the fried eggs in front of him, so he tilted his head and said to He Yu, "Do me a favor, bring me an apron and tie it on."

He Yu: "..." I really became his little secret.

"What are you looking at, what are you doing standing there, hurry up."

He Yu had no choice but to go to the back of the door to get the apron - it was not Xie Xue's at first glance, it was very clean and plain apron, it was probably prepared by Xie Xue for Xie Qingcheng.

"What's the deal with this thing?"

"...You really don't touch the spring water with your ten fingers."

"It's not that I can't tie it. I have used it, but I haven't tied it for anyone."

"Think for yourself."

After thinking about it, He Yu realized that it was not a difficult task, so he walked behind Xie Qingcheng, wrapped the apron around and tied it on him.

When tying it, He Yu once again found that Xie Qingcheng's waist was very thin. He just looked at it coldly before, but this time he took a rope around his waist and tied a knot on the back.

He Yu was taller than Xie Qingcheng. Xie Qingcheng stood in front of the stove, and He Yu stood behind him. He lowered his eyes and carefully tied the knot for Xie Qingcheng. When he raised his eyes again, he happened to see Xie Qingcheng. With a lowered neck.

Very white, almost transparent porcelain white.

There is a small vermilion mole on the side of the nape of the neck.

He Ji had never seen Xie Qingcheng's neck from this angle before. When he was a child, he was not as tall as him and couldn't see it. When they met again, he never looked at Xie Qingcheng's neck seriously from behind.It was only now that he realized that Xie Qingcheng's neck was very beautiful, and he subconsciously said, "Xie Qingcheng, there is a mole on the back of your neck."

Also added a sentence.

"Red."

His voice was very close to his neck, and Xie Qingcheng's masculine instinct made him feel a little stabbed, so he turned his head away.

Stupid straight guys are really stupid.

In this case, he turned his head back out of male territoriality, wanting to confirm his safety and distance himself.

But the idiot straight man didn't consider that He Yu's voice was already so close, and his hand was still on his waist to tie his apron. Looking back at this time, what is the distance?

He Yu's lips touched Xie Qingcheng's side ear all at once, and even because neither of them reacted in time, their warm lips touched a little on his cheek.

A light touch like a superficial touch, embarrassment like wildfire.

Very stiff.

He Yu: "..."

Xie Qingcheng: "..."

The side of the ear is a very sensitive place for many people, and Xie Qingcheng is no exception. Even if it was only for a short time, he still felt the slow, hot breath of a boy. Very strong, he pressed He Yu's chest coldly and pushed him away.

The faces of the two were very ugly for a while, staring at each other and not knowing what to say.

sorry?

That was also Xie Qingcheng's own head. It is impossible for He Yu to apologize, and it is even more impossible for Xie Qingcheng.

what are you doing?

... Obviously, there is no need to ask, this is just a tragic coincidence caused by a straight man with no brains.

After a moment of stagnation, a strange smell suddenly came out of the pot.

He Yu came back to his senses, and said to Xie Qingcheng, "It's burnt!"

Xie Qingcheng turned his head immediately, and sure enough, one side of the fried egg had turned black.

"..."

He hasn't burnt fried eggs since he was eight years old, so today is really bad luck.

Xie Qingcheng pressed the fire, moved the pan away, and said to He Yu: "What are you doing here. Get out."

After speaking, he took out a kitchen wipe, and wiped the ears and cheeks touched by He Yu's lips with a cold expression.

He Yu: "..."

This kind of inadvertent lip touch is different from the previous deliberately tricky scene.

He Yu also felt quite uncomfortable, didn't say anything, just went out with his head down.After returning to the living room, he felt a little uncomfortable. He felt that Xie Qingcheng's eyes were too cold, with an obvious sense of rejection and overlooking.

He Yu didn't like this feeling.

He was suppressed by Xie Qingcheng since he was a child, and when he met Xie Qingcheng after entering university, he slowly corrected his shadow of Xie Qingcheng from his childhood, and even got the initiative in the relationship between the two many times. right.

But with that look just now, He Yu was immediately hooked into the memory again——Xie Qingcheng was still Xie Qingcheng, still able to look down on everything about him calmly and critically with bayonet-like eyes.

Xie Qingcheng still occupies an absolute dominant position.

Just thinking about it, the phone rang suddenly.

He Yu was absent-minded, thinking it was a call from He Jiwei who was getting impatient, so he answered it casually.

"Hey."

"Hey, Brother Xie, I was able to make a phone call just after I finished my mission, and I saw something happened near your school. Brother, wait a minute, I'll come here now, I don't trust you..."

He Yu held the phone away from him, only to realize that he made a mistake, he answered Xie Qingcheng's call.

The caller showed a person with the note "Chen Man".

Listening to the voice is a flustered and frizzy boy.

He also spoke one brother at a time, calling very calmly and intimately.

He Yu and Chen Man had met each other before, they had a meal with Xie Qingcheng in the cafeteria, and chatted for a while.

Unfortunately, neither of them reported their names at the time.

The time interval was quite long, and the voice would be a little distorted on the phone, so neither of them could recognize the identity of the other.

He Yu didn't know why he felt uncomfortable, he glanced at Xie Qingcheng who was still washing pans in the kitchen and frying eggs again, got up and walked to the balcony.

"Brother, why don't you speak? You..."

He Yu closed the balcony door, and said very politely: "Excuse me?"

"Hey? Isn't it Brother Xie?" The other party was obviously taken aback, "Who are you?"

"I'm a friend of Dr. Xie."

"Oh, then ask my brother to answer the phone."

He Yu smiled, but his voice became colder. He said, "Xie Qingcheng doesn't seem to have a younger brother. Where are your relatives from? I've never heard of him."

Chen Man paused for a moment, he wasn't stupid, he could tell that the person answering the phone was criticizing here.

Officer Chen is a policeman after all, and he has always been the only one who interrogates others. How can anyone interrogate him as soon as they come up?

And after listening carefully, the other party should be a man of about the same age as him.At this point in time, who would be the young boy who could still stay with Xie Qingcheng after such a thing happened?

Chen Man couldn't think of it for a moment, he also forgot the fan friend who had a good time with him that day.

He became wary and suspicious of He Yu: "Who are you? Which friend? Brother Xie has only a few friends, I should know them all."

He Yu smiled, looking at the scarlet broadcasting tower, which made his pupil look a little dark.

In fact, he didn't need to declare his family name, but he still said: "My name is He Yu."

"He never told me about you."

He Yu's expression remained unchanged, looking at the tower as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

He suddenly realized that the social circles between himself and Xie Qingcheng did not overlap much.

This surname is Chen...

"He Yu, what's the matter?" The sliding door behind was suddenly opened, and Xie Qingcheng stood there.

"... There was a call, I took it by mistake, so I answered it."

Xie Qingcheng: "Whose."

"Chen Man."

As soon as Xie Qingcheng heard the name, he went over and took the phone from He Yu's hand, turned around and went to the house to answer the phone.

He Yu stood there silently watching.

Xie Qingcheng is a very indifferent person who is not easy to show interest and concern for others.Except for Xie Xue, there was basically no one who could attract his excessive attention.

But this Chen Man seems to be an exception.

He Yu felt even more uncomfortable for no reason.