God, don't let mortals notice

The student who committed suicide was called Song Wenbing.According to Xu Zui, his friend is the best person in the world.He is lively, cheerful, helpful, and has no bad habits. It is absolutely impossible for him to commit suicide.Therefore, Xu Zui was very sure that someone must have forced him to death, just last night!

After listening to the whole process, Liang Xi didn't find any obvious problems.

After asking the three front desk ladies to send him away, Liang Xi asked the eyeballs if they found anything.

[This person looks like he is autistic, but he is not.He's not afraid to communicate, and he's willing to talk when it comes to business, so he should just be a little shy. 】Sure enough, to understand a person, we still have to communicate and get along with each other.

Liang Xi took out her phone and looked at it. "It's Monday, isn't he in class?"

[My friend passed away yesterday, probably because I skipped class immediately after seeing the news on the website. 】

Liang Xi first researched the funeral design process, and combined with Xu Zui's request, it felt more like designing a reasoning game.

"We have to know the truth before we can start designing things." Liang Xi was not sure, so she could only ask her boss.

"Yes. After we go to the school and Song Wenbing's house, we will know the answer." Then it was designed to let the murderer tell the truth.

When Xiu was in the human world, he had seen even the most ingenious killer techniques, and it was not uncommon to force victims to commit suicide or pretend to commit suicide.However, it is rare to be so young.

But to Xiu, these things are just small things that one can know the truth by seeing with the eyes of truth, and they don't interest him too much.

But to Liang Xi, the meaning was different. This was the first time he encountered such a thing.With whom can a boy in junior high school form such a grudge that can only be resolved by death.

【The dead child must have offended some fringe person. 】Some things seem unbelievable, but they will still happen in reality.

"You'll know once you've been there." Xiu stretched out his hand to Liang Xi.

Liang Xi didn't realize what she was going to do for a while.

[Why are you standing still, let Xiu take you to teleport there. 】 Eyeball opened his mouth to remind.

"Oh." Liang Xi put her hand into the opponent's palm, feeling the same body temperature and delicate touch as her own, and the sense of reality increased.

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Xu, who skipped class and hurried back to school, arrived later than Liang Xi and the others.

Last night, Song Wenbing committed suicide at school. Today's classes are basically arranged for self-study, and the police have dispatched enough people to question him early in the morning.

The school didn't want to be so public, but Song Wenbing died at the school, and his body was seen by many people.The matter can no longer be concealed, so it's better to let the police investigate it generously, so as to return the school's innocence.

Several empty classrooms were requisitioned by the police as places for temporary interrogation. The students and teachers in Song Wenbing's class were called in individually for interrogation.

"How is your relationship with Song Wenbing?" Almost everyone was asked this question after being asked their names.

"Absolutely, just an ordinary classmate. However, Song Wenbing is lively, cheerful, and helpful, so he is very popular. No one in our class will target him. Except for one person, but...he just can't get used to it Song Wenbing looks exquisite."

"It's okay, I'm on duty with him. He's always been nice to others. A few times when I was in a hurry to go home, I asked him to help with the work. It seems that there is only one person in the class who treats him well." Opinion. But it’s just an opinion, I don’t want Song Wenbing to die.”

"The relationship is very good. I am the squad leader. Sometimes he actively cooperates with organizing activities. He has been really helpful a few times. There is only one person who thinks that Song Wenbing is too fake."

......

Liang Xi and Xiu both hid themselves and listened.While Xiu was listening, he was also looking at everyone's thoughts with the eyes of truth. So far no one has lied.

The questioning went on for a while, and all the blame points were pointed at the only person who had an opinion on Song Wenbing.

"Name." A policeman compared the student's information to the person in front of him.

The boy with wide open neckline and cross-legged legs looks unscrupulous, with a lazy tone. "Gong San."

"How is your relationship with Song Wenbing?" The police asked this question as usual.

"Anyone who knows me knows that I don't like Song Wenbing. As for what he thinks of me, then I don't know." Gong San said bluntly.

[Now children are so attractive and emotional. ] Gong San was wearing a white vest under his unbuttoned short-sleeved school uniform.

"Tell me more specifically."

"There's nothing to talk about. We don't have much time to deal with each other. I just don't like him. He's all well-rounded, as if he wants the whole world to like him. I don't like this kind of person the most." Gong San said something He said that he was not afraid of causing unnecessary trouble to himself by what he said.

"Then he is dead now, how do you feel?"

Gong San's originally sneering expression suddenly became serious. "I think he's lived his life in vain."

The policemen who questioned each other were in teams of two.After Gong San finished speaking, both the questioning and recording policemen looked at each other.

[It seems that this man named Gong San doesn't hate Song Wenbing, it seems that he just hates what's on him...] Eyeballs couldn't think of words again.

Gong San hated Song Wenbing's spirit of sacrifice, so he would say that Song Wenbing's life was wasted.Liang Xi said in her heart.

【Yeah. 】This is what the eyeballs mean.

When the police called Xu Zui, it was his head teacher who appeared.

"Where is Xu Zuren?" the policeman asked.

"He said he has something to go out, why don't you ask me first. He should be back soon." The head teacher said, looking at his watch.

"Then please sit down." The policeman raised his finger and pointed to the chair.

"You must know the relationship between the students in your class very well." The police immediately found out the class teacher's information.

"Yes, I took them from the first day of junior high school, and only changed three classmates in the middle. They all changed schools because of their parents' work." The head teacher is a woman, and she described things in detail.

"Then Song Wenbing's relationship in the class, you are also clear. Please tell me in detail."

Both the class teacher and the students had feelings for each other, and Song Wenbing's death also caused her great pain.Not long after recalling, her eyes were red. "Song Wenbing has always been a lively and cheerful kid. Although his grades are not top-notch, everyone likes him very much. Only Gong San in the class has some opinions on him. However, the two of them have no holidays, so it must not be Gong San who did it!" The head teacher just wiped the tears with her hands, trying to control her emotions. She also wanted to help the police investigate the real culprit.

[It seems that no one thinks that Song Wenbing will commit suicide. 】

Liang Xi and Xiu continued to listen to the teacher in charge, but did not respond to their eyes.

"Then did anything special happen recently? For example, Song Wenbing's grades suddenly dropped or something."

"No, during this time Song Wenbing worked very hard on his homework, and his grades improved a few places. I even praised him specially and asked him to keep working hard." Thinking back, thinking back, the head teacher burst into tears, "Xu is the best Song Wen Bing's good friend, I don't know why Song Wenbing likes to cling to Xu Zui so much. If Song Wenbing has anything, he will probably tell Xu Zui."

The police recorded it truthfully.

During the period of questioning the head teacher, Xu Zui also came to the classroom.Only the squad leader took a classmate to try to comfort him and asked him why he was there.Everyone knows that Song Wenbing likes to be with Xu Zui the most.Xu Zui said that he found a company that designed funerals and wanted to help Song Wenbing organize a good funeral. He hoped that the squad leader would inform everyone to attend.The squad leader agreed, and sent a message in the class group. Even when he asked Gong San, the other party replied in text.

"Xu Zui, come out for a while." After being asked, the head teacher returned to the classroom and saw Xu Zui came back, so he called him.

When Xu Zui sat on the other side of the policeman, Liang Xi leaned forward even as she sat upright.

"How is your relationship with Song Wenbing?"

"He is my best friend." Xu Zui looked at a certain place, as if he was thinking about Song Wenbing.

"Has he told you anything unusual recently?"

"No. Everything is as usual. He came to ask me to go to the library to read on Saturday, and he often asks me to help him with his homework recently. It seems that his parents are going to let him study abroad. That night, we went home separately. Sunday We haven't been in touch. When I went to school this morning, I found out that he had..."

"You didn't contact me all day on Sunday?" This is not normal for young people nowadays.

"Although I usually carry a mobile phone, I don't like to send messages and make phone calls. If there is anything, we have agreed in advance. When we were in school, we were always together, and we didn't need a mobile phone to communicate." Xu Zui picked His own nails, "He must have been attacked last night, otherwise, he would not have contacted me. If he calls, I will know that something must have happened, and I will answer it!"

The police were not distracted by Xu Zui's emotions, and continued to conduct professional questioning.

"Are you doing well in your studies?"

"I have always been the first in the class, and I can't fall out of the top three in the grade."

"A digression, do you have autistic tendencies?" Anyone who read it felt that Xu Zui's speaking behavior was a bit abnormal, "Have you ever seen a professional doctor?"

"It's just that I have this personality. I went to the hospital to see it, but the doctor didn't diagnose it." It's not the first time Xu Zui has been treated like this, he's already used to it.This was also the case when he first got along with his classmates.However, it was Song Wenbing who helped him dispel the misunderstanding of his classmates.

"Aren't you going to school together in the morning?"

"The place where we live is on the opposite side of the school, not on the same road."

The inquiring policeman immediately sent a message to his colleagues for verification.

"Are you doubting me?" Xu Zui is very smart and has always been the first in the class.

"At the moment we are just looking for more details. This is my contact information. If you have any other thoughts, you can contact me."

[Being suspected by the police of killing my friend, tsk tsk tsk, this thing is getting more and more interesting. 】