Chapter XVII
"Calm down! Calm down! We'll look into this kind of thing, tell me first, what is the full name of that teacher Li? Have you been to your house recently? Has he been at work or school today? Where is he now? ā
"He... His full name is Li Huasheng. Pen Ć fun Ć Pavilion www. ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ ć info" Wei Xinhai's eyes began to flicker with tears again. "I did come to our house two days ago for a home visit, and at that time... I remember! At that time, he was already rude to my mother, and my mother and I chased him away. Could it be that he came back to my house to harass my mother and killed my parents in a fit of rage? That's right, he's the murderer! He had his first class this morning, and we watched him leave school at noon! It's him! It must be him! He's still in the office, at the end of the hallway, and he's wearing a gray sweater! ā
"Uh-huh, okay. We're going to grab him right now, and you can go back to the classroom first. No, don't come along, we'll do the rest. We will go to your grandmother's house to inform you as soon as there is anything. ā
"I..." Wei Xinhai stared at him for a few seconds, but he still followed Xu Yong's words and returned to the classroom.
"Let's go." The two detectives turned around and walked to the office and unfastened the holster at their waists. Xu Yong couldn't wait to discuss countermeasures with Wei Xuandao. "Don't identify yourself when you enter the office, just press him on the desk and buckle it up."
"Of course, of course, this dangerous element will take it as soon as possible. If he runs, I'll block the direction of the door, and you block the inside. ā
"Done!"
There were still about ten steps away from the teacher's office, and the two detectives had already begun to peek through the door, engrossed in the environment inside the office. The office is not big, half of the teachers go to the class, and the rest of the teachers are clear at a glance, Li Huasheng is naturally not a problem.
"Uncle... Uncle Police..."
A crisp female voice interrupted the two detectives' plans, and Xu Yong and Wei Zhendao realized that a female student was following them.
The girl seems to have seen it somewhere. That's right, it's suspected Wei Xinhai's girlfriend. Xu Yong looked at the girl with a delicate face with a solemn expression. He asked blankly, "Little sister, is there anything you are looking for us?" ā
"Iā" The girl burst into tears as soon as she spoke.
"Don't cry... What is there to say slowly, we are police, as long as we are within the scope of our duties, we will definitely help you. ā
Xu Yong leaned down to comfort the crying little girl, but it didn't seem to have any effect. The girl was even more frightened and took two steps back. Xu Yong saw from her eyes that the girl was not afraid of herself, but of what was behind him.
Wei Zhendao on the side suddenly understood and looked in the direction of the girl's eyes. It's the teacher's office! A middle-aged man in a gray sweater and black-rimmed glasses was about to come out of the doorway. Suspect?! Wei Annihilation Dao was blocked in front of him in two steps.
"Are you the physics teacher surnamed Li?"
"Yes, I am. Who are you? Don't get in my way, I have work to do. Li Huasheng looked flustered, trying to push Wei Zhidao away.
"Oh? Feign? Who doesn't know the identities of the two of us who are so big today! I'll see how long you can fit! Wei Zhendao stretched out his hand to stop Li Huasheng, and grabbed Li Huasheng with his other hand.
"Go away! I didn't commit a crime! What are you arresting me for no reason! ā
Li Huasheng shook off Wei Xuandao's hand and ran away. But where is he the opponent of the criminal police, Wei Zhidao caught up with him in three steps, and stumbled and pressed Li Huasheng's whole person under him. His pistol was already in his hand, against Li Huasheng's back.
"Don't move! I'm going to shoot if I run again. ā
"Don't, don't, don't shoot. Okay, okay, I'll just not move. ā
"Xu Yong, ask that girl quickly. What else does what she said have to do with this person? ā
"Yes, little sister. Now I can tell me what you want to say with peace of mind. ā
"Uh... Can you guarantee my safety? He said I'd just tell the story. He's going to... Kill me..."
The girl's tears couldn't be stopped, and Xu Yong roughly guessed what she was going to say. Such incidents are so common that the police must ensure the safety and reputation of the victims.
Xu Yong thought for a while, and then said, "You follow us to the police station to record a confession first." It's not easy to say it all here, right? ā
The girl nodded, followed behind the two detectives, and walked out of the nightmarish campus. The long-lost light seemed to be about to fall on her head.
6.
The school bell rang as usual, but today is destined to be a different signal.
"Wei Xinhai, what are the police looking for you? Did I ask you about Li Huasheng's pervert? ā
Needless to say, both Si Ling and Li Huasheng were taken away by the police. I think Li Huasheng, a pervert, was reported. ā
"Then why is Wei Xinhai crying. Xinhai, you have something to say. ā
"Could it be that you kid likes Si Ling, right? She was taken away unhappy. ā
"Huh? You actually like her? Isn't Si Ling just a little better-looking, his personality is so dark that he doesn't say a word. was also killed by Li Huasheng's guy... Huh..."
"Tsk, it's not a good match for our classmate Wei Xinhai. Xinhai, don't say a word, don't say anything, and we'll all acquiesce to you. ā
Almost the entire class gathered around Wei Xinhai, gossiping and chattering. And Wei Xinhai, who is the central figure of the incident, always has a black face and does not say a word, and his weakness in the face of the police is simply two people. He slowly gathered his belongings, pushed through the siege, and walked out of the classroom at his usual slow pace.
It's been a long road, and Wei Xinhai feels that today's wind is particularly noisy. Now his most beloved mother is gone with his most disgusting father, and he is the only one left in the world. No, maybe he still has a grandmother, the grandmother who lives close to each other but only sees her a few times a year, and the grandmother who always hates her mother.
"As a result, I was left alone."
He walked slowly along the road, occasionally stopping when he saw someone else's parent picking up his child from school. Looking at their peaceful lives, I have mixed feelings. He wanted to cry like a normal person, howl like he did in front of two detectives, but he couldn't shed a single tear.
"Why was I born in a home like that? Why did I become like this? ā
However, none of this can be changed, and the desire to survive pushes him to step away from the warm home he had been a few days ago and move in another direction. In the same residential area, Wei Xinhai stood in front of the residence he was reluctant to step into, and knocked on the door with the word "Fu" on it.
"Xinghai, you're here. You're staying in this room tonight, and your father lived here when he was a kid. Let's put down our bags first. ā
The white-haired grandmother opened the door, with tears in the corners of her eyes, and she swayed and led Wei Xinhai into the house. Living alone for a long time makes this place smell of old people. The furniture in the house is a bit old, but it is well equipped and neatly arranged. TVs, stoves, refrigerators, sofas and other high-end goods were all purchased by Wei Jiaxiong in his proud year, and they have not been touched to this day.
"Yes." Wei Xinhai swept this "home" back and forth with his cold eyes, and sat on the sofa in the hall without moving.
"You should know about your parents, right? Ay... Yes, if you don't know how to come to me. I, ah, wanted to live the rest of my life in peace, but now the white-headed man sends the black-headed man. Really..."Grandma couldn't help but cry again. "It's your mother for the worst! Without her, Kao would not have been able to learn badly at all, and he would not be wanted everywhere. And now he killed my son, what a vixen! ā
"My father deserved to die."
"What do you say? Get out, you get out. Look for your dead mother, and don't come to me. ā
A simple sentence completely angered her grandmother, and she pushed Wei Xinhai hard, wanting to kick him out of the house.
"Grandma, don't lie to yourself. Don't you know what your son is doing? Without the 'good deeds' he did before, would you be able to live here and enjoy your old age in peace? Actually, my mother's death by my father can also be said to be her retribution. She had endured it and never thought of resisting. If you want to cater to such an irritable person, it is better to enjoy happiness and share hardships, just like this, it is a matter of time. ā
"Get out... ..."The cry made Grandma lose her strength, and she could only repeat the phrase endlessly.
"Well, I just have some things to do. I'll come back and cook for you later. ā
As if nothing could affect Wei Xinhai's mood, he stepped out of his grandmother's house and closed the door. He turned around and walked to the roof.
Grandma's house lives on the sixth floor, just a stone's throw from the rooftop. As Wei Xinhai expected, there would normally be no one there. The rooftop is very desolate, and it is a place for the whole building to visit the sundries.
From here, he could still see his original home from a distance, Wei Xinhai glanced at it for a moment, then ignored it, and pulled out a dilapidated coal stove in the corner. This cheap but cumbersome tool for starting a fire has slowly begun to be replaced by gas for some wealthy households. Since his father began to flee, Wei Xinhai has almost done all the work in the house, and it is natural to make a fire, and after a while, a raging flame rises in the furnace.
Wei Xinhai opened his backpack, took out a small bag from it, and still went into the flames without looking. The yellow wooden handle was faintly visible in the bag, and one end of the wooden handle was labeled "New Dragon", and a trace of bright red was still stained on it, and disappeared with the firelight.
The sky was full of stars, and the sun was gradually sinking. Wei Xinhai had dreamed countless times about the moment when he was recognized by the police, but this dream was still not realized as he had planned. He sits by the fire, the heat wave melts into his body with his secrets. He knew he had embarked on a different path.
7.
Xu Yong's notebook is full of clues, but he doesn't have a clue. The forensic department gave them a report that the temperature was very low that day, but the shower head at the scene kept spilling hot water on the corpse, and it was not known how long it had been sprayed, which affected the decomposition of the corpse, and they could only lock the time of death roughly after 3 o'clock in the morning.
In this way, the forensic report has no value, and the time when the case occurred was still between Wei Xinhai and Kuang Shicang's discovery of the body. Both Kwong and Li Huasheng had an alibi for the morning, and both of them left their respective locations at noon. What's more, Li Huasheng was still with the female student Si Ling at noon, so there was no reason and heart to kill Zhou Lingxin and the others.
The case is back to square one. Xu Yong took a sip of coffee and continued to look at his notebook intently, and he even drew a layout of the scene in the notebook. There are all sorts of signs on the picture that suggest something unusual about the case, such as the hidden door, the television set that is turned on and turned into the English station, the door of the refrigerator that is open, the food that has fallen to the ground, and the water heater that is constantly on. Ordinary people fight and fight into a state where the whole family appliances are turned on? No way?
Everything in this case is like a flower in a fog, hazy and inaccurate, but it can be explained so naturally.
"The two deceased beat each other and killed each other."
Assuming that this is not the case, and there are other real culprits, then the foreign language station that tuned the TV to noon and started to have programs and sounds, this must be a means to get others to call the police. Why did the killer do this? What exactly is the specific time of twelve? Are the other clues really pointless? The murder weapon of the murderer has not been found so far, where is it?
Giggles... Situ Yuan deliberately knocked on Xu Yong's desk a few times to interrupt his thoughts. "Still thinking about that case?"
"Well, I still can't let go, I can't comfort myself with such a simple conclusion."
"Sometimes murder is as simple as that, don't get along with yourself. And we don't have time to deduce every possibility. Situ Yuan handed a document to Xu Yong, "Look! The work is here again, and another victim has been found, how much of a beast is this Li Huasheng? Xu Yong, you go to the victim's house and record a confession. The boss was impatient and insisted that I close the case in a few days. ā
"What? It's only been a few days since the case was discovered. ā
"Didn't you watch the news? The whole country is broadcasting this beast professor, and I don't know who leaked the news. The bureau receives a lot of phone calls every day, and it is said that Yuying Middle School is also surrounded by the media every day, and every student in school that Li Huasheng has taught has been harassed more than once. If we don't close the case, I guess the mayor will have to come down and scold us in person. Don't talk about it, go ahead. ā
"Uh-huh, okay."
Xu Yong was already used to this rhythm, in fact, he had just sat down for a long time, and he was about to pack up his belongings and set off again. Since receiving the case of Li Huasheng assaulting students, the number of victims has been rising. Parents and the bureau, the direct pressure made them breathless, and they often worked overtime. The Wei family's kind of case that could be concluded had to be put aside, and only Xu Yong insisted on meaningless reasoning.
"Everything has a fate, not the fate of fate, but the fate of the cause."
Xu Yong silently recited his mantra and walked out of the department, holding his notebook full of clues, the form used to record confessions, and Li Huasheng's photo. Every day he felt that he was very close to the truth, and at the same time, he was losing some connection, and he could never reach the other side. (To be continued.) )