misplaced survival

The lecture was over, and the students gathered together after the college entrance examination. Without the tension of the third year of high school, they thought it would be very smooth, but when they thought about it carefully, something seemed to pass quietly.

In the future, the world will be far and wide, maybe this is the last time they will meet.

Qiu Hui supported her waist, stroking her protruding belly, watched the students walk out of the campus, and secretly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Jiang Xiyan still standing beside her, sighed softly, and led him into the office.

"The teacher probably knows about your situation. It's not that the teacher didn't tell you, but the murderer is still absconding. The more you know, the more dangerous you are. The case has already been investigated by the police uncle. You just wait at home obediently." Qiu Hui said, looking out of the window, and asked, "Did you call home? The lecture is over, let your family pick you up!"

Jiang Xiyan thought about this issue, should he get involved?

But as early as when he saw the murderer burying the body with his own eyes, he had no chance to choose.

Doesn't that figure hiding in the dark and spying on him mean that the murderer never thought of letting him go from the beginning to the end?

He also asked Captain Huang for help, but the police patrolled the nearby streets twice, but found no suspicious person, and he even began to wonder if he might have made a mistake because of his high nervousness.

It was an illusion once or twice, but after he escaped from death, whenever he opened the curtain, he would always see someone hiding at the intersection, and he would not be wrong.

He didn't want to annoy the other party, and he didn't want to sit still.Since no one believed him, he had to fight for a way out for himself.

Thinking about it, Jiang Xiyan nodded obediently, "I have sent a message to my dad just now, he will come when he finishes his work at the company, and let me stay at school for a while."

He said, looking towards the direction of the playground, and said sadly: "Actually, I didn't want to inquire about anything. It's just a pity that a hard-working teacher was killed by someone. Teacher Qiu, is Teacher Gao as kind and amiable as you?" ?”

Hearing Jiang Xiyan complimented herself indirectly, Qiu Hui stroked her stomach, looked lovingly at the student she had taught, saw his innocent face, and believed that the other party was really just an ordinary question.

So she said softly: "Ms. Gao is a math teacher in the first year of high school. There are a few students in his class who have very good grades. If it weren't for something wrong, he would still be the outstanding teacher this year."

Jiang Xiyan knew about this. Every school year, the school would hold an award ceremony. In the three years of high school, he would hear the name of teacher Gao Zhiqiang almost every time.

"Teacher Gao every year, it seems that he is indeed a good teacher. But now that Teacher Gao has an accident, I don't know which teacher will be selected next year?"

Jiang Xiyan spoke casually, seemingly aimlessly.

Qiu Hui shook her head, "I don't know how the school will arrange it. If you really want to re-election, it should be Teacher Sun!"

A gleam flashed in Jiang Xiyan's eyes, "It seems that the teacher has a good impression of Mr. Sun, and I thought of him so soon."

What kind of hatred would an ordinary high school teacher get into?So the first thing he thought of was to start with the school and see if there was anyone in the school who was not right with him.

The teacher on the side smiled, "Isn't it him? They are related by fate, not only are they both math teachers, but they graduated from the same school, and they seem to be from the same hometown? I don't know what happened to them after teaching for a few years. I have been competing. But the competition is whose students do better in the exam, which is a positive thing."

Jiang Xiyan said silently in his heart, "Sun Chaoyang?"

The phone rang, and Song Zhou went to the door to answer it, and asked, "How's the question going?"

Tao Yiran crouched in the corner and replied in a low voice: "Captain, the aunts said that Gao Zhiqiang and Sun Chaoyang are both rare college students in the village. But when they mentioned Sun Chaoyang, they felt disgusted!"

He said, glanced back, and then continued: "Gao Zhiqiang's family conditions are not very good, but he has been very hardworking. When he was admitted to university, the villagers even gave his family a plaque. Sun Chaoyang's family is rich. , can be regarded as a small landlord in the village, but I heard that the family property was later in the hands of Sun Chaoyang, and his participation in the investment failed, and the Sun family went bankrupt."

When the villagers mentioned Sun Chaoyang, they were very unhappy. They said that because of his family's wealth, he had a bad temper and looked down on them ordinary people. When they said that their family went bankrupt, they were very happy.

"Sun Chaoyang chose to surrender six years after the incident, and he is still in the detention center. The reason he surrendered was because he disagreed with Gao Zhiqiang. Did the two meet in the village before?" Song Zhou asked.

Tao Yiran affirmed: "Yes, there are several villages here who jointly set up a school, so not only Gao Zhiqiang and Sun Chaoyang, but also Huang Dakang, who we are investigating, are actually classmates."

Song Zhou's eyes lit up, and he immediately reminded: "Ask the address of the school and who is the teacher who teaches them?"

"En!" Tao Yiran nodded knowingly, then paused with some hesitation, "Captain, there is one more thing..."

Not far behind Tao Yiran, the women who had been sitting happily together just now started arguing again, and several accused a woman of her wrongdoing.

Facing the rebuttal, the woman remained firm: "So what if Gao Zhiqiang is admitted to university! He is a disaster just like Huang Dakang and the others! If it weren't for them, how could Zhong Dafu become like that!"

"Yanyan, it's almost done." Someone tried to stop.

But there was always someone in the crowd who refused to admit defeat and cursed loudly: "Zhong Yanyan, Zhong Dagui has only stayed at your house for two years, do you really treat him as a member of your family? Are you protecting his brother? Zhong Dafu deserved his death, Are you not afraid of retribution for speaking up for this kind of person?"

The woman named Zhong Yanyan refused to admit defeat, "What does it have to do with Dagui? I'm just discussing the facts! Zhong Dafu deserved his death, but how did he become like this, don't you know?"

"Don't talk about it, girl, the police are still here!" Someone secretly tugged Zhong Yanyan. They can just talk about these things in private. If the police overhear, what's the deal?

But their chat was overheard by Tao Yiran and Song Zhou on the phone.

Song Zhou pondered for a moment, then said, "Let Su Mian find out who Zhong Dafu and Zhong Dagui are, why Zhong Dafu deserved his death, and what is the relationship between Zhong Dafu, Zhong Dagui and this Zhong Yanyan?"

"Okay!" Tao Yiran responded.

When he turned around, his face changed, as if he didn't hear the noise just now, and continued to chat with his mother-in-law and aunts.

"found it!"

Song Zhou heard the voice behind him, and immediately turned back to the room.

Chen Jie took them to the home of the old man in the village. The old man was the previous village head. Even after retiring for a long time, he still had prestige in the village.

As soon as he heard that they were looking for Li Yuan, the old man took out a stack of red papers from the cabinet and spread them on the table. He was old, his eyes could not see clearly, so he squinted his eyes and got very close, looking for one by one.

Song Zhou noticed that there were handwritten names and gift money on these scarlet letters, which seemed to be the sign-in lists for some banquets.

"Uncle Zhao likes to collect these guest lists very much, saying that these are blessings." Chen Jie said, and asked with some doubts, "Uncle Zhao, the police are here to ask Li Yuan, what are you doing looking through these?"

In their village, a table will be placed at the entrance when there is a big banquet in the village, and someone will be responsible for recording the participants on the red paper.

Uncle Zhao picked up one of the scarlet letters, his hands were trembling due to old age, he pointed to one of the names on the scarlet letter, "This is it."

Song Zhou borrowed a red paper with the words "Warmly celebrate Mr. Huang Dakang's promotion", and there was only one name on this red paper.

However, according to the previous reporter's description, most of the villagers in Changping attended the promotion banquet that day.

Song Zhou asked: "He should not be the only one attending the promotion banquet, right?"

Uncle Zhao nodded, and continued to rummage through the red paper, seeing that the next page was what he was looking for, "This is it."

He handed the wedding invitation to the police, mentioning the past: "On the day Huang Dakang held the promotion banquet, Li Yuan was the first to come. He entered the auditorium and came out again. He stood at the entrance of the auditorium and sent invitations to us. There were too many people gathered. If there are too many, it will be hard to remember, so I simply didn’t remember.”

Looking at the wedding invitation, Lin Yue suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Why didn't these things be handed over to the police before?"

And it doesn't make sense to still remember exactly what happened that day after ten years have passed.

Since they came to the village, they have found many clues.If the villagers were willing to cooperate at that time, these cases would not be so weak.

Several villagers present bowed their heads in silence, not daring to speak.

For the sake of Huang Daqian donating a sum of money to them, they thought it would be inappropriate to splash dirty water if everyone was dead, so they didn't say anything.

Later, someone came to the village to cause trouble and smashed Chen Yiwei's house.

When Li Yuan died at the entrance of the wedding hall, the blood was all over the ground, and several villagers who went to attend also saw it.

Those few people died so horribly, how did they know what the murderer was aiming at, of course it is better to have less than one thing more.

What if they told the truth and the murderer targeted him?

Anyway, Huang Dakang and Chen Yiwei are not good people, and it would be a pity to die, so why should they go into this muddy water.

Uncle Zhao sighed deeply, and bowed his head guiltily: "Police, we have been guilty for many years for not reporting what we knew back then. Later, when we heard that the police still locked down the murderer, we didn't mention it again. Now you come to ask, we can no longer hide gone."

Chen Jie looked at the villagers in disbelief. Although he had already returned to his hometown at that time, he was preparing for the selection of greening villages with other village committees and had no time to participate.

So he has never been aware of Li Yuan's participation in the promotion banquet, and he has never heard them mention it.

"Why didn't you even tell me!" Chen Jie angrily.

The villagers on the side murmured, "If I told you then, why don't I tell the police right away?"

"you……"

Song Zhou calmly watched Secretary Chen arguing with the villagers, and did not try to dissuade him.

It seems that there are still secrets hidden among the three corpse throwing cases, waiting for them to discover.

He understands people's fear of death, but blindly fear will only cover up the truth, and it will be difficult to uncover it.

He once warned himself that since he wants to be a policeman, he must not be afraid of life and death, even if he is facing death, he must expose the truth.