This is also strange, since the envelope is written "Zhang Zhihong" received, where should this letter be in Zhang Zhihong! Did you send it? Or was it returned again? What's so weird about that?

Immediately after that, the study became lively, and the four or five workers who came in, without saying a word, began to pack and carry the books in Professor Tan's bookcase. At this time, a woman walked in, Song Chi felt that she looked too vulgar, and her hairstyle was like boiled instant noodles hanging on her head.

"Dean Zhang, why did you just move like this? Don't you even tidy it up? The woman looked at the workers coming in and out and shouted.

Zhang Zhihong waved his hand and said, "I'm afraid of delaying your time, I'll go directly to the school library, and someone will sort out these books." ”

Professor Tan's son also interjected: "Wife, you just don't care about them, clear the venue early, and there will be an intermediary to come to see the house in the afternoon." ”

Zhang Zhihong looked a little restless in the study, looking at the books in the bookcase, looking around, as if he was deliberately looking for something. He came to Professor Tan's desk, opened the six drawers one by one, and carefully examined them. When he found nothing, he checked the books on his desk.

He was also very interested in the wooden pattern box, and opened it. There were some small notes and notebooks inside, and it could be seen that Zhang Zhihong's face was a little disappointed.

Song Chi also noticed a detail through the crack in the door of the large cabinet. Whenever Professor Tan's son or daughter-in-law approached Zhang Zhihong, he behaved respectfully; And once they walked away from the meeting a little, Zhang Zhihong would quickly look through some hidden places in the study, like a thief.

These abnormal behaviors made Song Chi suspicious. Zhang Yulin's father, what is he looking for?

After about half an hour, the workers worked very hard and emptied a lot of books. At this time, Professor Tan's son pulled two workers and came to the big cabinet where Song Chi was hiding. "This big cabinet is in the way here, you can move it, the school doesn't want it, just help me throw it in the garbage heap downstairs."

After speaking, Professor Tan's son also gave two workers a cigarette each.

Miserable! Now it's going to be exposed! Song Chi was so nervous in the big cabinet that his blood pressure doubled. As soon as the workers move and the big cabinet moves, they will be exposed, and maybe they will be sent to the police station.

It's over, it's over! Now it's completely exposed! Thinking of this, Song Chi regretted it in his heart.

The two workers were separated from the chef, and just as they opened the cabinet door and were about to move the cabinet, the woman rushed over and motioned for the workers to stop immediately. She pulled Professor Tan's son aside and muttered, "Disciple! The one who picked up the garbage downstairs and said he wanted this big cabinet. I took him to see it the day before yesterday and sold him 80 yuan. It's full of old man's old clothes, why are you still open, aren't you afraid of bad luck? ”

After his wife fell for a while, Professor Tan's son immediately dispelled the idea of moving the cabinet. He hurriedly waved his hands and told them to get out of here and do something else.

Song Chi's eyes were still in horror, and the experience just now was like dying once. Just a little bit, I was discovered. Fortunately, the woman's greed for small wealth allowed her to escape death.

After this fright, Song Chi felt that his courage was a little bigger, and he was no longer afraid. His eyes were fixed on Zhang Zhihong, and he always felt that his behavior today was unusually strange. Zhang Zhihong does not look like he is performing school duties to carry books for the library.

Any small move by Zhang Zhihong could not escape Song Chi's sharp eyes. Behind a great and kind face, what kind of unpredictable city is hidden?

Soon, the workers had almost moved the books in the study. Zhang Zhihong and Professor Tan's son exchanged a few words of greetings and seemed to be doing some finishing touches.

Zhang Zhihong must have a secret hidden in his heart, which Song Chi could think of after observing it. But he didn't know what that meant, and he didn't even dare to think about it further.

"This time it was really Xiexie's cooperation, and Lao Tan was able to taste his long-cherished wish. On behalf of the school, I would like to thank you, these books are very precious to the school, including some of his notes and literature, and I will give them to the relevant teachers. Zhang Zhihong's face was full of gratitude.

The woman's skin smiled and replied: "These broken books are nothing, I hope the school's pension can be allocated soon!" This sentence goes straight to the point, and the greed for money can be described as three points.

Song Chi really wanted to rush out of the big cabinet and scold the woman for being shameless.

"Okay, I'll take it to heart." Zhang Zhihong promised. "Please also the two of you, mourn and change."

This is completely an innocuous polite remark, and no one seems to feel sad or sad about Professor Tan's death, as if his fall from the building was a matter of course.

Just as Zhang Zhihong and the workers were leaving, Professor Tan's son was quick and found that there was still a copy of "Advanced Calculus" on the desk, so he called out to Zhang Zhihong. "Dean Zhang, there is still a math book here, you can take it too."

Inside this book...... There was a small envelope that Song Chi had put inside just now, and the small envelope had Zhang Zhihong's name on it. The son of this mischievous Professor Tan had to hand over this book to Zhang Zhihong.

Zhang Zhihong took the thick book from Professor Tan's son, hesitated for a moment in his hand, and just wanted to turn a few pages, the worker behind shouted: "Dean Zhang, we are all hungry, let's go eat." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Zhihong did not hesitate any longer, directly threw the book "Advanced Calculus" in his hand into a large cardboard box, and gradually left with a group of workers.

It's a failure, it's a failure! Song Chi complained bitterly in his heart.

I knew that this letter was written to Zhang Zhihong, and when I was flustered just now, I wouldn't have stuffed it in the book "Advanced Calculus"; If it weren't for Professor Tan's son just now, he would have easily gotten this letter.

Now that it's all over, even the only clue has disappeared.

The contents of the small envelope aroused Song Chi's infinite reverie, and he only blamed himself for being one step behind, so he could only hide in the big cabinet and stare dryly.

When Song Chi walked out of the community, the BMW owner was driving a BMW and was driving out of the community. As he passed through the gate, a man with a northeastern accent rolled down the window and shouted, "Who is so lacking in virtue!" Washed half of my car, I'm going to wash my car now. ”

After speaking, the Northeast people vigorously slammed down the accelerator and hurriedly drove along Weihai Road to the west.