misplaced survival

The police officer looked at the phone, cursed in a low voice, and said angrily, "Captain, I probably know why Jiang went to Changping Village."

Huang Lin glanced at the road conditions, and while waiting for the red light, took the mobile phone handed over by the policeman.

"Hi everyone, regarding the case of burying corpses in the playground that happened recently, our reporter found Changping Village, the hometown of the deceased. Let's take a look at the neighbors' impressions of the deceased!"

The villagers rushed to introduce their relationship with Gao Zhiqiang, chatted and pushed out Liu Pi who was watching, "He is Gao Zhiqiang's teacher, he must know, you can ask him!"

Liu Pi looked at the camera in front of him, a little panicked: "I...I..."

The reporter handed over the microphone with a smile and asked, "Mr. Liu, what do you think of Mr. Gao? How do you view Mr. Gao's accident?"

Liu Piwei backed away in fear, but there were villagers standing behind him, which made him in a dilemma, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say: "He...he has been working hard all the time, and he was admitted to No. [-] Middle School by his own ability. I was also very happy when I heard the news about going to college. But I don't know about his accident, maybe... it was really an accident!"

"Ms. Liu, why don't you know? I saw Mr. Gao looking for you a few days ago!" A villager said in the crowd.

"He just came to visit me. He didn't say anything else. I really don't know." After Liu Pi finished speaking, he turned around and squeezed out the crowd, and quickly left the camera.

Watching the signal light change, Huang Lin looked away and continued driving, "There is something wrong with Mr. Liu!"

The police officer nodded. He also felt that Mr. Liu seemed to be hiding something, "We originally planned to go to Changping Village early tomorrow morning to ask for clarification, but we didn't expect Student Jiang to be so reckless."

Huang Lin was not in a hurry to express his views. Jiang Xiyan was a smart person, and it was unlikely that he would do such a rash thing.

And what was the meaning of the text message Jiang Xiyan sent him?

"The murderer left a game in Zhenxi Middle School."

"Let's go to Zhenxi Middle School." Song Zhou said, looking in the direction of Zhenxi Middle School.

Zhenxi Middle School is jointly run by several nearby villages. In the past, scholars in the village were responsible for teaching young children to read and write.

However, because it was originally run by the private sector, the educational resources were not very good, and it was only after receiving support from the public a few years ago that it gradually improved.

"Sure, the car is parked at the entrance of the village, and I'll walk back later." Shen Shu took the car key and twirled his fingers. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the place where he parked just now, and saw a man in rags lying on his back. Look out the window into the car.

Shen Shu stopped immediately: "Hey! What are you doing!"

Fortunately, he came here in his own car for the sake of convenience, but peeping personal information is already illegal.

The homeless man heard the sound, and before he had time to react, he was knocked down to the ground, sobbing in pain.

Song Zhou focused his attention, seeing that the captured person kept whining but did not speak, and asked, "Are you speechless?"

The man didn't answer, and kept pointing at the car door, "Ah—ah—"

Song Zhou dubiously opened the car door, saw two bottles of mineral water in the car, and asked again: "Do you want this?"

Seeing the bottle, the homeless man's eyes lit up, he nodded frequently, and was about to reach out to take it, but he glanced fearfully at the person who hit him just now, and dared not move again.

Shen Shu took out the bottle from the car and handed it to the homeless man, "I'm sorry brother, I was a little bit harsh just now."

"He is just a lunatic. He usually picks up trash in the village. If anyone of us has leftovers, we will give him some leftovers. The police officers don't need to talk to him." The villagers held their rice bowls and sat under the trees to watch the excitement.

Unknowingly, many villagers gathered on the side of the road. They were talking and laughing, eating hot meals, and staring coldly at the homeless man sitting on the ground.

The homeless looked enviously at the rice in their bowls, their stomachs growling and their mouths gurgling.

Seeing the villagers pointing and pointing at the homeless man, Shen Shu felt a little uncomfortable, and said to disperse: "Everyone go home and eat, don't get together! Break up and break up!"

"Shen Shu." Song Zhou first helped the homeless man to the side of the road, and stopped Shen Shu, "You look at him here, I will come as soon as I go."

"Hey, okay." Shen Shu scratched his head and asked the homeless man again, "Hey brother, can you hear me clearly? Do you know where I'm hurt? Shall I take you to the hospital?"

The homeless man waved his hand, wanting to leave now, but when he saw that someone refused to let him go, he stomped his feet in dissatisfaction and broke away, as if to prove that he was not injured.

Shen Shu didn't dare to do anything again, but he didn't know why Song Zhou wanted him to watch the homeless man, so he could only stop him first.

"Don't be angry, these are for you." Song Zhou came back with a few bags and handed them to the homeless man.

Out of apologies for what he did just now, and a little sympathy, Song Zhou wanted to do something.

But considering that the villagers just said that the homeless man has some mental problems, giving money is not very useful, so he went to the grocery store and bought some food that can last for a long time.

Looking at the bag of food handed by the police, the homeless man was stunned. He looked up at the person in front of him, as if he was confirming something, but he shook his head and denied it.

He took the food and looked at the person in front of him again, as if he wanted to remember him, even when he left, he turned his head three times.

Shen Shu raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Zhou, "Captain Song, you've never offended someone before, have you? Look at his eyes."

Song Zhou didn't understand, he was sure he had never seen this homeless man before, "Don't worry about it, go to Zhenxi Middle School."

The police car drove across the Qingshiban Road and stopped near the middle school.

Huang Lin got out of the car and strode towards the school. Seeing the security guard coming out to stop him, he immediately showed his ID and asked, "Did a boy come over just now?"

The security guard immediately nodded and pointed to the school playground, "He said he wanted to go into the school to have a look, but he stood by the playground and didn't move for a long time."

Huang Lin followed his pointer, saw Jiang Xiyan's figure, walked quickly towards the school, and said angrily, "Jiang Xiyan! You kid..."

"The yellow team is here." Jiang Xiyan greeted with a smile.

Just as Huang Lin wanted to educate Jiang Xiyan, he saw a small mound of earth at his feet, which looked like it had just been filled in, so he asked, "Did you dig it? What did you bury?"

Jiang Xiyan shook his head, "I already had it before I came. As for what was buried, I also want to know, so I asked you to come here."

He knew that he couldn't get an animal certificate, so he wanted to know what was buried in the soil, and it was most appropriate for the police to dig it out by themselves.

Song Zhou and Shen Shu showed their police officer IDs, walked into Zhenxi Middle School, and stamped their feet on the edge of the playground.

Shen Shu looked around, "What are you doing here?"

Song Zhou pointed to the trees on the playground, "It's not surprising, there is something buried under one of the trees."

"En." Shen Shu responded, seeing Song Zhou staring at him, he immediately understood Song Zhou's meaning, "Okay, I'm going to find tools."

Swinging the shovel, Shen Shu suddenly found the days when he was growing vegetables in the logistics department, "I'm so naive, you have a bad heart! Calling me is just using me as a labor force!"

Song Zhou didn't deny it, and the supervisor said: "Be gentle, don't destroy the evidence."

Seeing Jiang Xiyan's words were so sure, Huang Lin asked the police to dig up the ground suspiciously.

Peel off the layers of soil and dust off the surface, and the long-hidden truth is exposed under the light.

Shen Shu: "God, there is something! Kraft paper bag?"

Police officer: "Captain Huang, found a brown paper bag with a group photo inside, with the deceased on it?"

Song Zhou frowned and smiled, it seemed that his direction was okay.

Jiang Xiyan's eyes lit up when he saw the photo, and he said slowly: "It seems that I guessed right. Gao Zhiqiang's sudden return to Changping Village actually has another purpose."