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The post-it note was passed around and fell into Zhao Xiaotong's hands, Zhu Yicheng was still puzzled: "What does she mean by that?"

Fang Li has already thought of a possibility based on this sentence: "She knows we are investigating Hangmeng's death?"

"It's possible," Xie Baiyuan nodded unexpectedly, "There are grievances and debtors, which means to find the person who is mainly responsible for dealing with the matter. This sentence is probably implying that she is not the one who caused the matter to develop into what it is today. This kind of person.

But all kinds of signs clearly showed that Hang Meng was only closely related to her. Until Hang Meng's accident, Deng Yirui could not be completely ignorant of what happened to her.

What is she afraid of?What are you running away from?

Helplessly, Deng Yirui hid in the girls' dormitory. It was easy to get out of the girls' dormitory but difficult to get in again.Through the tempered glass, the dormitory supervisor sat on a small bench and raised his eyelids lazily: "Now is not the opening time for the student dormitory, so we won't let you in."

After finishing speaking, I lowered my eyelids and lowered my head to take a nap, no matter how people outside slapped the glass, I remained motionless.

Zhu Yicheng was tired from filming, turned around and said to everyone with a slumped face: "No problem. It seems that we can only find a teacher to help."

They wanted to ask Zong Jianhua for help, but Zong Jianhua was not in the office, and wandered somewhere in the school.

Zong Jianhua couldn't find it, but everyone ran into two boys who were arguing in the corridor.

The appearance of their quarrel is really funny and weird-their faces are flushed from the fight, but the left and right hands are tightly clasped, and they will not separate no matter what.

In this way, they look like a pair of conjoined twins who are quarreling, and the picture is weird and funny.

It didn't take long for everyone to appreciate it before Fang Li recognized the faces of the "conjoined twins".

"These two ... were friends with the boy who drowned this morning."

Xie Baiyuan took a closer look, and snorted meaningfully: "It's true, my friend just had an accident, and he can still quarrel with such vigor."

Fang Li vaguely remembered that one of these two was named Feng Xiaoli and the other was named Feng Xiaowei, they sounded like a pair of brothers.

The reason why he remembered the names of these two people was because they mentioned Deng Yirui when they described the incident.

But at that time his attention was taken away by Xie Baiyuan, and he didn't have time to ask further questions.

Fang Li stepped forward and interrupted the quarrel between the two boys: "What are you arguing about?"

"It's nothing."

"Nothing to do with you."

Two voices sounded at the same time, and after they finished speaking, they turned their heads in opposite directions.

Obviously these two people are one tall, one short, one fat and one thin, with the same facial expressions and uncooperative attitudes, just like mirror brothers in a distorting mirror.

Fang Li rubbed the center of his brows with some headaches, he was not good at dealing with this kind of plus-size "bear children" in their teens.

"What are you doing?!" The two brats yelled in shock and fear, their heads were held down by Xie Baiyuan, who was much taller than them, from left to right, unable to move.

Xie Baiyuan really didn't have much patience when facing outsiders. Based on the principle of using force to suppress and not many bbs, he turned the stubborn heads of the two students who had problems back to their original directions, and said in a deep voice: "What are you arguing about?" ?say."

After the two heads were forced to face each other and stared at each other for a while, the tall Feng Xiaoli obediently said, "We're not arguing, we're just talking about whether Cheng Li's death may have something to do with Deng Yirui."

The short Feng Xiaowei saw that his little friend had said everything, so he also said: "That's right."

Xie Baiyuan snorted, and asked following the words of the two: "Then what does this matter have to do with Deng Yirui?"

The two people being questioned looked at me and I looked at you. Feng Xiaoli's voice was as low as a mosquito humming: "It's inconvenient to say that."

Xie Baiyuan waited a little impatiently, and frowned slightly. The two of them seemed to have seen some sign of the devil's anger. Feng Xiaowei's calf trembled, and he hurriedly said: "I say!"

Zhu Yicheng: "..." In a trance, he seemed to see the cowardly self in Feng Xiaowei.

"Cheng Li liked Deng Yirui some time ago."

Boys of this age have a second-year soul hidden in their bodies, and they have a special concern for the kind of taciturn and loner girls in the class.

The same is true for Cheng Li, he likes Deng Yirui's good-looking girls who are not very talkative.

It's a pity that the other party ignored him at all, and treated everyone with a look of indifference, until Hang Meng appeared in Class Ten as a transfer student.

Cheng Li soon found out that Deng Yirui had actually made friends with that silent bumpkin Hang Meng.

But this does not affect that he still likes Deng Yirui, and also wrote a love letter confession to the other party.

The two broke up just two months ago.

"Speaking of which, I wanted to say it at the beginning, Hang Meng's death has something to do with Deng Yirui, right?" Feng Xiaowei said suddenly.

Xie Baiyuan withdrew his hand and resumed his lazy look with arms crossed: "How do you say?"

Feng Xiaowei blinked: "Because Hang Meng also likes Cheng Li!"

Too many things happened today. In the evening when the students were eating, Fang Li and the others ran into Zong Jianhua who was in a hurry.

When Zong Jianhua learned that they were going to enter the girls' dormitory again, he said, "You guys came at a good time, and I'm going there too."

Zhao Xiaotong looked at his expression and guessed: "Did something happen in the girls' dormitory?"

Zong Jianhua said with a bitter face, "Oh, don't mention it."

When they arrived at the place, Fang Li and the others knew the reason why Zong Jianhua showed such an expression - the female dormitory was haunted.

Literally, the girls on the fifth floor were crying and standing in the corridor, and they all said that they saw a pair of swollen red eyes outside the balcony, as if they were about to bleed.

Zong Jianhua was too busy to take care of them, and was comforting the students with the dormitory supervisor and several other female teachers on duty.

In this chaos, Deng Yirui, who stood in the corner and looked around blankly, looked particularly conspicuous.

There was no sadness or joy in her eyes, and naturally there was no fear.

From the day Hang Meng died, she knew that she would never be forgiven.

Anyone willing to forgive her is dead.

Someone grabbed her cold arm, she was startled, subconsciously looked back, and saw a tall, thin man with beautiful and gentle eyes, said in a low voice while pulling her arm :"follow me."

Fang Li led him into the public laundry room set up for students at the stairway of the dormitory. Once he entered, he closed the door and locked it.

The room was full of people, men, women and children... Surrounded, Deng Yirui finally showed a vigilant look on his face.

"...Don't be afraid," Fang Li lowered his voice, "We just want to ask, do you know why Hang Meng died?"

Deng Yirui looked at him and replied decisively: "I don't know."

Fang Li shook his head at the others.

However, Xie Baiyuan took out something from his trouser pocket and pouted: "What do you think this is?"

It was a stack of colorful post-it notes, which they tore off from under the desk. Xie Baiyuan put it away in his pocket, thinking that it might be useful later.

The effect is still there, and the specific manifestation is that Deng Yirui's eyes turned red after seeing these post-it notes.

Xie Baiyuan didn't talk nonsense with her, and said straight to the point: "According to your classmates, Hang Meng likes Cheng Li. After you knew it, in order not to let your friend be taken away, you agreed to date Cheng Li. That's why Hang Meng Feeling hopelessly cornered, I chose to end my life."

This is naturally not the original words of those two people, but what Xie Baiyuan said is similar to what they want to express, but it is more direct.

"They're talking nonsense with their eyes open." This sentence seemed to have touched something. After being stunned for a few seconds, Deng Yirui retorted loudly: "Hang Meng doesn't like him at all."

Fang Li gave Xie Baiyuan a wink, and then said: "We don't know the truth. At present, we only listened to their one-sided rhetoric. In order not to cause misunderstanding, we will come to ask you for confirmation. If you want to let you know Let us know, and that would be a huge help.”

Deng Yirui opened her mouth, apparently ready to say: Why should I help you?

Xie Baiyuan didn't give her a chance, and said first: "Even if you don't help us, you should help Hang Meng. According to my understanding, the students in your class are a little prejudiced against Hang Meng."

He paused, and then said: "I think Hang Meng's death should not be as simple as hanging himself."

After the ceiling fan fell in the morning, they notified the dorm supervisor, and they didn't leave until the maintenance workers came to install a new ceiling fan.

They asked the repairman, who said the ceiling fan had fallen because of aging wires.He also said that there is a safety hazard in the entire student dormitory. If it is not repaired in time, it may not be just the aging of the wires, and it may even cause a fire.

With such a fragile wire, the ceiling fan can fall automatically, let alone a student hanged himself on it.

I'm afraid that the ceiling fan should fall down as soon as the rope is hung up.

So Xie Baiyuan didn't really believe the cause of Hang Meng's death told them by the npc director of politics and education.

The two of them sang together, seeing Zhu Yicheng and others applaud silently from the sidelines while deeply doubting themselves.

It's so beautiful, is it necessary for the rest of them to be present?

Deng Yirui opened her mouth again and again, and finally, under the persuasion of Fang Li and Xie Baiyuan, she slowly opened her mouth and said: "The truth is not what they said, they just said that Hang Meng hanged herself to protect the reputation of the school of."

In fact, Deng Yirui's reticence is not because she is independent, but because her vocal cords were damaged when she was a child, and she was unable to make a clear and melodious voice like her peers for a long time.

She didn't like the sound of her own voice, like a mouse had been stepped on its throat, or like sandpaper had been rubbed against a cement wall.So she began to reduce the number of times she spoke, and gradually, being alone became a habit of hers.

However, human beings often have less tolerance for dissidents. Among them, normal people will discriminate against physically handicapped disabled people without any burden, and those who are gifted in a certain field will discriminate against those who are not as good as themselves in this respect.

And what follows discrimination and being discriminated against is often isolation and being isolated.

Young people's emotional expressions are very pure, and they will directly express whether they like it or not, so Hang Meng and Deng Yirui are often targeted by their classmates.

At the beginning, it was just braids or something, and those students would circle around Deng Yirui's desk, laughing and imitating the stereotyped tone and tone of the head teacher: "Deng Yirui, how many points did you get in the test this time? Look at your grades, Do you want to follow your good friend?"

As a result, when she went back that day, Deng Yirui cut off her ponytail and walked into the classroom with a hairstyle similar to that of Hang Meng.

This aroused the dissatisfaction of those people, so they began to intensify their efforts to tease these two people. The method was not limited to pulling braids. They would wrap erasers in paper balls and throw them on their backs. The fallen rubber crumbs fell on the heads of the two.

A more serious prank is to lock Hang Meng in the toilet cubicle while she is going to the toilet, and not release her until the lunch break is over.

They don't think this is "evil", but attribute all these behaviors to "teasing" and "little tricks" among classmates.

Cheng Li likes Deng Yirui, but this does not affect that he is the king of the kids in the class. Every student fears him, and every time they play these "little tricks", he is the leader.

Deng Yirui was very annoying to him, but because Cheng Li threatened her that if Deng Yirui did not accept his kindness, his carefully prepared "little gifts" would be delivered to Hang Meng on time every day.

One Friday, he asked Deng Yirui to go on a "date" after school. In fact, he just watched a movie together. After watching the movie at seven o'clock, the two went back to their respective homes.

However, as soon as they left, Hang Meng was sent a text message from Deng Yirui's mobile phone to invite him to the top floor of the teaching building.

As soon as she walked up, she knew she had been cheated. The group of people quickly locked the iron gate leading to the rooftop, laughing and laughing behind the gate.

"Hang Meng's head, like a ball, kicked to the department store."

"Wow, speaking of which, did Deng Yirui go on a date with the boss in a department store?"

"It's amazing~ No wonder you threw all your cell phones to me, and said that Hang Meng is too clingy, you can't leave her even a step, let me help you deal with it, and lie to Hang Meng."

The group completely ignored Hang Meng's pleading, and walked away laughing and laughing after a while.

In the evening, it began to rain.

Hang Meng was hungry and cold, and his mobile phone was taken away by those people, so he could only keep praying in his heart for Deng Yirui to come back soon, but he remembered what those people said.

——"Hang Meng is too clingy, and I can't leave her even a single step, so Deng Yirui gave me the phone and asked me to help with it and trick Hang Meng."

She kept moving towards the corner of the roof, where some cardboard boxes were piled up. Although most of them were wet by the rain, they could barely keep out the rain.

The rooftop is a place where seniors often come up to be lazy and have fun. Half-grown children often imagine themselves as adults and gather here to smoke and drink, even if they are always killed by the director of politics and education on the rooftop. Still enjoy it.

However, all the students in the school have gone back now, and the director of politics and education will not appear on rainy days.

Hang Meng thought to herself: Deng Yirui probably won't come either, I can't bother her all the time, and I can't become a burden she can't get rid of.

Her steps were heavy, and she was only a few steps away from reaching the cardboard boxes.

What she never expected was that there were several glass wine bottles that had not been cleaned up in time, dumped on the ground. These round glass bottles were hidden in the heavy rain, and just waiting for her to step on them, they would turn into tokens to send her to hell. Roll the wheel.

After a short cry for help, the girl's body fell straight from the sixth floor like a kite with a broken string.