I died on the first day of the game

After coming out of Wu Tiantian's house, Xiao Li excitedly said to Yi Mian: "Brother Yi, I seem to understand that Yang Xiaoshan must have been in contact with the suspect before. He doesn't have a mobile phone, so there is a high probability that he is in school, or on the way to and from school." On the way, the suspect first lured him, and then..."

He made a smashing gesture.

Yi Mian said: "We didn't find the murder weapon. If he had premeditated, the murder weapon might have been packed in his bag and taken away by him."

"Hey, Team Zhang, it's me." He quickly dialed the phone, "Is Yang Hongmei still at the police station? Well, okay, I see."

The bereaved woman looked very sad, but she was hiding something.

Yang Hongmei was sitting on the sofa, holding a paper cup tightly in her hand, looking back and forth uneasily.

"I want to ask you something." Yi Mian opened the door and walked in, sat down in front of her, staring at her intently with her dark eyes.

"I... I've told you everything I know." The woman took a sip of water and made a clear "gudong" swallowing sound in her throat.

Yi Mian: "Did you quarrel with Yang Xiaoshan that morning? Why didn't you mention it?"

"I thought...it didn't matter, but when I went to call him in the morning, he didn't want to get up, and we had a few words."

Her demeanor relaxed a little,

"You are too young to understand. It is normal for children to have conflicts with their mothers, especially in single-parent families like mine."

She speaks very naturally, without the embarrassment of a small number of single mothers when they mention themselves.

"No, Yang Xiaoshan's classmate said that he was in a bad mood all day. You guys are not just having conflicts. There must be other reasons."

Yang Hongmei hesitated and said: "This is because... I don't want to, but he has been lingering and refusing to do his homework. He wanted to use my mobile phone to watch cartoons. If I didn't give it to him, we had a fight. I I was very angry, so... I hit him twice."

"I grabbed him like this." The woman stood up to demonstrate, "Slapped him on his right arm... or on his back? I can't remember."

According to the autopsy report, Yang Xiaoshan did have two bruises on his right arm.

Yang Hongmei sat down on the sofa with her head down, and reiterated: "I really didn't do it on purpose. If I knew this was the last time I would see him, I would definitely not do it..."

"Thank you for your cooperation." Yi Mian nodded to her and left the lounge.

Team Zhang had been waiting in the conference room, and showed him a transcript at this time.

"There were three other people who witnessed the suspect, and they only remembered the special colored bag."

The only obvious clue, he asked the police to start investigating from here.

"However," the man said softly at last, "Yang Hongmei didn't tell the truth, so be careful."

Captain Zhang has been a policeman for more than ten years, and he can tell at a glance that the woman is still hiding something.He didn't pay too much attention to it. To be honest, everyone has some dark or unknown aspects. If it is determined that it has nothing to do with the case, he is not interested in getting to the bottom of it.

"I have asked them to strengthen the patrol of these streets. If the suspect kills people for no reason, there is a high probability that they will do it again."

With no new leads, the case is stuck.

Every day, whining sirens sounded all over the street, but the murderer seemed to have evaporated from the world, without showing any more traces.

During the lunch break, Yi Mian walked to the convenience store downstairs to buy coffee.

This convenience store has been open for a long time, but he has hardly been there. Recalling the two years of his life, he went to work and left work every day, and operated around the rule of two points and one line every day.

"jingle."

There was a wind chime hanging at the door, and it made a crisp sound. A girl stood up from the inside of the counter: "Hello, what do you need?"

Yi Mian scanned the menu twice: "A glass of iced mocha, thank you."

"……OK, wait."

He noticed that the clerk girl had been staring at him since she came in, and was a little slower before typing out the receipt on the cash register.

The aroma of coffee and milk filled the air, and the clerk held the bottle of chocolate sauce and squeezed a few swirls on the cream.

Then she stopped where she was with the cup, not knowing what she was thinking.

Yi Mian coughed lightly.

"Ah, sorry."

The clerk turned around as if waking up from a dream, and quickly handed out the coffee,

"I don't seem to have seen you much, are you working nearby?"

Yi Mian glanced at her, and politely showed her epaulettes.

"Oh, you're at the police station upstairs..." She forced out a dry smile, as if she was trying to cover up something.

Yi Mian took the coffee, her stern face was slightly puzzled: "Yes, do you need help?"

"No, I don't need it." She denied it first, then paused, "Maybe I will need it in the future, can you leave me a contact information?"

The girl's expression was inexplicably familiar at this time. Without thinking too much, Yi Mian took out a business card from her pocket and pushed it into the counter: "If you need help."

She held the business card in her hand and nodded to him.

"Thank you, my name is Jin Ya."

Unfortunate events always come together.

While the police station was still racking their brains on the case of Yang Xiaoshan, the criminal investigation team received a second death notice.

A sophomore at Huaixi University of Technology fell to his death in the early hours of the morning. There were no witnesses at the scene.

The five police officers of the criminal investigation team gathered in the conference room again, and each other's faces were not very good.

Captain Zhang stared at the report: "Suicide? Homicide?"

Short-haired woman: "I can't judge yet, but there is no trace of a second person at the scene. There is an apology letter on the table of the deceased."

Yan Qi pinched the bridge of his nose and complained: "It doesn't make sense, it shouldn't be given to us."

The others more or less agree, it's not that they are cold-blooded, everyone is following up on Yang Xiaoshan's case recently, using the only clues to search for the murderer, it's like finding a needle in a haystack, they really don't have the extra energy to deal with other things case, and it was also a case with a high probability of suicide.

Team Zhang said with a dark face: "The boss has spoken. The Yang Xiaoshan incident has had a bad impact. If someone dies at this time—no matter how he died, the public opinion will immediately suppress him even more violently."

Yi Mian said, "So let's deal with this case first?"

Team Zhang nodded, and the short-haired woman distributed the information in her hand to everyone.

She put one of the pages on the projector and kept zooming in: "The letter of apology is confirmed to be the handwriting of the deceased, and salt stains were detected on it."

"He cried."

Yi Mian whispered.

The content of the letter is very short, without mentioning the name of the person, and the logic of the tone is a bit confusing. The whole text is that the author is very sorry, I hope someone can forgive him, and he is willing to pay all the price for this.

"It's not like a normal suicide note." Zhou Yingcai, a police officer surnamed Zhou, raised doubts.

The short-haired female police officer enlarged the focus of the letter to the second half: "Yes, but there are also some suicide victims who will write this kind of apology-style suicide note. They have done certain things to make themselves feel guilty until they can't bear it."

"At this time, their suicide note mainly expresses the idea of ​​asking others to forgive themselves."

Captain Zhang patted the table and pointed at everyone: "You two go to the scene, you go to the deceased's house to see, Xiao Yi, you and I go to the principal's office first, and don't listen to them, still use Yang Xiaoshan's case Lord."

"Yes, Team Zhang!"

Huaixi University of Technology is located in the northern suburb of Huaixi, and a small commercial street has been built around the university. To get to the city center, you have to wait for the bus that runs three times a day. Usually, there are few people except students, so it is very remote.

Captain Zhang led Yi Mian into the principal's office. The gray-haired old principal was fidgeting back and forth, and immediately rushed forward to shake hands when he saw them coming.

"My surname is Zhang, and his surname is Yi."

Team Zhang made a brief self-introduction.

"Hello, hello, my name is Li Huaimin, Officer Zhang, Officer Yi, you guys are here." The principal wiped his sweat, "I'm almost dying of worry!"

"Just at this time..."

He sighed low.

Judging from the data, it is not uncommon for students to commit suicide. It happens every year across the country. In old schools with a long history, there are almost always one or two strange stories caused by students who commit suicide.

Huaixi University of Technology has been established for more than 30 years, and the principal has always been in office with rich experience. Similar situations should have occurred, but now he seems a little too worried.

Principal Li opened his mouth, and finally waved his hand to call a middle-aged woman at the door: "Let the director tell you."

The middle-aged woman wore a standard professional suit, pushed her black-rimmed glasses, nodded to them, and said straight to the point: "Hello, let me tell you the reason why we feel strange."

The deceased Fang Jin, male, was a sophomore in chemical engineering. He was cheerful and sunny. He had no disciplinary warnings and other behaviors. His grades were often kept in the top [-] of his grade.

He is also a member of the school tennis team, loves sports, and I heard that he also has a girlfriend who is in an ambiguous period. The two often date, but never go out overnight.

"He is really popular and has many friends... They don't believe that Fang Jin will commit suicide, and they are now protesting collectively, putting pressure on us to find the murderer."

With a bitter face, the director took out a piece of paper the size of a test paper, with dozens of people's signatures and fingerprints on it, and petitioned the principal not to suppress this matter, but to cooperate with the police in their all-out search, and return the truth to Fang Jin.

They didn't think that Fang Jin would commit suicide either—but it would mean accepting that there was a murderer hiding in their campus. Principal Li didn't know which one made him worry more, and he was so anxious that he sighed and sighed all day long.

Team Zhang glanced at the petition paper: "We're going to talk to Fang Jin's roommate and girlfriend, and these people, where are they?"

"It's in the dormitory, I'll lead the way."

The director took a few steps to the door, opened the door for them, and then whispered after walking out, "Principal Li is getting old, try to keep him from being stimulated as much as possible, and you can contact me directly if you need it."

Yi Mian nodded and said casually, "You must be a good teacher."

The director hurriedly waved his hand: "You are absurd, this kind of thing happened on campus...In the final analysis, I still have negligence."

She led the two of them to the male dormitory building, probably knowing that the police would come, and the dormitory doors inside were almost always open. She knocked on the door symbolically and walked into 402: "Be alert, the police have questions for you .”

The three boys inside sat up straight and looked behind the woman curiously and nervously.

Captain Zhang and Yi Mian came in one by one.

The two boys on the left saw them and muttered softly.

"It is said on the Internet that the police uniform looks handsome. I didn't believe it at first, but it turned out to be true!"

"That's because the two of them are handsome..."

The director scowled and coughed: "What are you talking about? Be serious!"

Yi Mian immediately nodded politely to the director, putting distance between her and the students: "It's okay, it's good, you can go to work first, we will call you if necessary."