After school, Lu Yao went to the communication room. I learned from the doorman Lao Liu about some of the conditions before the crime, and on the way back, I met Wang Xiong.

Unexpectedly, Wang Xiong took the initiative to talk to her.

"I know your name is Lu Yao, and you're a good girl! Therefore, I hope to tell you the truth, I think, Li Qin, she is under Jiuquan, she must still be haunted by this matter, and now, even Zhihong is dead, I think I may not live long. ”

His face was expressionless, and his tone was extremely flat, and he said, "If you are brave enough, we will see you at the fourth corner on the fourth floor at 12 o'clock tonight!" ”

The fourth corner on the fourth floor? Isn't that where the crime took place?

Lu Yao felt a chill in his heart for a while, thought about it, and nodded.

She desperately wanted to know the truth of the matter, but she forgot her mother's advice to her.

Night enveloped the campus.

There was a faint sadness in the air, and an atmosphere of terror permeated it.

It's like a prelude to every terrible thing in a movie.

Da, da, da,

The sound of a few drops of rain falling. The autumn rain is so cool.

Lu Yao didn't bring an umbrella and went up to the fourth floor alone.

There is still no light in the hallway......

Perhaps, the light has been unknowingly disassembled by someone, but she doesn't know it, and she doesn't have a hunch.

The staircase on the fourth floor shimmers with a little light, like a strange plot from a horror movie.

Lu Yao couldn't help but shudder for a while, and through the faint moonlight, she saw clearly the Wang Xiong who was sitting on the steps swallowing clouds and mist.

"You're here." He raised his eyebrows and said lightly.

She nodded, and sat up the steps.

"You and her are really like, like...... It's like it's a person、"

Her heart trembled inexplicably, Wang Xiong's face at this moment seemed to be a little wrong, with uneasiness in the pale paleness, as if there was something secret that she wanted to tell, but she wanted to say it and stopped.

"Her name is Yali, she is a student in Class 5, and she died a year ago, right here."

Wang Xiong pointed to the ground with his finger, and Lu Yao seemed to see that there was still a faint trace of blood on it.

"Well, I heard that she also fell to her death."

To her surprise, Wang Xiong became excited in an instant, waved his hands without listening, and looked nervous: "No! No! She's not! It was Li Qin, it was Li Qin who pushed her and fell! She just fell to her death! She must have come back to take revenge on us! Definitely! Li Qin is dead! I'm going to die, too! I don't want to die yet! ”

He knelt down and clung to her trouser legs, his eyes wide open with a pleading look filled with unconcealed sadness!

In an instant, behind him, a dark shadow quietly approached......

Little by little, flooding out the line of sight......

Wang Xiong's eyes widened, and before Lu Yao could react, the two fell into the dark night......

A bloody iron rod and a bloody wooden stick!

"That secret, can't be ......" the black shadow seemed to say to himself, and then, facing the vast night.

Slightly, with a smile.

When Lu Yao woke up, it was already two days later.

Officer Zhang Yun anxiously stayed by the bedside all night, and when she saw that she was finally awake, she remembered what the nurse had said, if she could wake up, everything would be fine.

"Lu Yao, you make me worry to death."

Lu Yao looked at everything unfamiliar in front of her suspiciously, her head hurt slightly, as if a memory was emerging and surging, she hugged her head and sobbed lowly.

Officer Zhang Yun asked nervously, "What's wrong with you?" I knew you weren't supposed to be involved! It's all to blame for your mother not protecting you, you lie down and rest! ”

"Mom, you always tell me, is Wang Xiong dead? Is he dead too? ”

There were tears in her eyes.

Officer Zhang Yun hesitated for a moment, shook his head, and said, "No, he's not dead, it's just that he's crazy." ”

Lose your marbles?

"Yes, someone hit him in the head with an iron rod in the back, but he didn't hit the important parts, so he escaped death."

Lu Yao suddenly became excited, and uneasy anxiety obviously appeared on his already pale little face: "Mom, hurry!" Hurry up and arrest the East! He's the murderer! The deaths of Li Qin and Zhihong are not accidents! Come on! ”

"No need, he has already gone to the police station to turn himself in, and he is the hospital who brought you with you."

Lu Yao's hand gradually drooped, and the scene before the coma was vivid and lingering.

The black shadow that appeared in the corridor was Dongfang, and after he stunned Wang Xiong with an iron rod, he didn't kill her immediately.

He told her the story, the story that Wang Xiong hadn't finished yet.

It turned out that Yali a year ago was Dongfang's crush, she was diligent and diligent, and always stayed alone in the class after evening self-study to continue to write homework, while Li Qin Wangxiong and others always habitually played around in the class. Dongfang couldn't stand it anymore, so he went over to stop them, let them see for the sake of their brothers, stop making trouble, and give Yali a quiet learning environment.

Li Qin didn't follow, and asked him with a smile if he liked Yali? The East did not justify, it was considered a tacit acquiescence.

Who knows, after 12 o'clock that day, Yali went down the stairs alone, and the naughty Li Qin suddenly thought of a good idea to play tricks on people.

She pulled Dongfang and laughed, do you want to see the lover of your dreams scared half to death?

Before he could react, the tragedy unfolded.

Li Qin tiptoed behind Yali, and when Yali reached the staircase on the fourth floor, she suddenly threw herself on her thin shoulder, and Yali was so frightened that she fell and fell on her head......

Blood, popping out of his head......

Li Qin was shocked, she would never have thought that one of her pranks would cause an irreparable mistake.

Then, she knelt down, tore at Dongfang's trouser legs, and begged him not to tell the police.

He nodded indifferently, but there was a flash of murder in his eyes.

Killing pays for life, she killed his most beloved person, and he naturally won't let her live.

Therefore, he planned for a whole year, and a few days ago it happened to be Yali's year, and he chose that day to send Li Qin Wang Xiongzhihong to the guillotine.

If it weren't for them making trouble, Yali wouldn't have died.

On that day, he carried the tools of the crime, and took advantage of the darkness to suddenly hit Li Qin on the back of the head with an iron rod......

Lu Yao will never forget that after he said these words, there was a complex emotion in his eyes, as if he was reluctant.

He said: "You really look like her, as if, as diligent and motivated as her, your eyes are like, but you are the daughter of a policeman, you should not be a policeman's daughter......"

He picked up the stick and smashed it down......

But in the end, he still held the wound on her head and sent her to the hospital.

Just because of the similarity of the eyes, it was enough to make him show mercy to her!

"Mom, why didn't Dongfang call the police after finding out that Li Qin killed Yali?" Lu Yao felt very puzzled.

"Li Qin and they are all minors and can't be sentenced, so he decided to use his own way to avenge the pressure, why are the current children so extreme?" Officer Zhang Yun sighed helplessly.

……

A few days later, Lu Yao's body basically recovered, she went to the neurological hospital to visit Wang Xiong, at this time, he was biting his fingers, looking at her stupidly and laughing, sister, you are so beautiful!

She just smiled, and slowly, step by step, disappeared into the night.

In the early hours of the night, in the classroom on the fourth floor of Shenglin Middle School, the lights were bright, and there seemed to be a familiar figure reading hard.

At this time, in the flower bed, the nightshade flowers are blooming......

"Are there any other cases?" Ye Yipeng raised his head.

On June 4, 2015, 910 days after entering Xiamen Institute of Technology, there are 205 days left before the postgraduate entrance examination.

The lenses were a little blurry, perhaps because the air conditioner in the self-study room was turned on too much, and the linear algebra textbook in front of him was blurred. He habitually took off his glasses, took out the glasses cloth from the glasses case, wiped them three times, and the lenses were clear again.

Only three wipes.

The second semester of the junior year is the most testing time, and for many people who decide to go to graduate school, it means giving up some entertainment and devoting themselves wholeheartedly to the life of the graduate school entrance examination. However, Lin Fangjie is different, although he is also a member of the postgraduate entrance examination party, but his life and rest time is the same as usual, and it can even be said that it is terrifyingly accurate.

It's a habit I've been cultivating a long, long time ago, and although it changed intermittently a few years ago because of someone's appearance, everything went back to the same trajectory after I went to college.

The alarm goes off at 6:15 a.m., and you don't have to stay in bed, regardless of whether you had insomnia last night. Go out at seven o'clock, go to class if you have a class, go to the library directly if you don't have a class, go to the cafeteria for lunch on time at twelve o'clock, don't take a nap, dinner is from half past five to five forty o'clock, and the study room closes at eleven o'clock and goes back to the dormitory.

He summed up his college life as a triangle, with the library to the dormitory being the longest side, and the dormitory to the cafeteria and the cafeteria to the library being exactly perpendicular.

The triangle has stability, so his life is stable and regular.

The weather is hot and muggy, and there are torrential rains almost every day from one to four or five o'clock in the afternoon.

Cheng Xiaohan lay on the table, his cheek pressed against the table, swiped Weibo, and the topic that occupied the headlines was all the "Oriental Star" shipwreck incident that occurred in Hubei on June 1, as of the evening of June 6, there were only 14 survivors, most of whom were middle-aged and elderly on board, and the number of confirmed deaths had reached more than 300.

Sometimes life is so fragile, the world is impermanent, you never know when and where, there will be a sudden death.

The library is crowded with seniors in bachelor's uniforms, and it's another year of graduation, and it's next year's turn today.

It must be lonely then.

That's right, lonely to death.

The college entrance examination has started again.

The college entrance examination is over again.

This year is the last year of reform, but what does it matter, I'm a junior anyway.

"Lai Lianji!"

A petite and lovely beauty, with a face covered in powder, rushed in full of anger.

"You'd rather be with your high math than with me!"

Lai Lianji shrugged, looking helpless, no way, women are so annoying. He stood up, stretched his legs, and smiled as usual Lai. Qin Guiling on the side was so angry that she glared dryly - was it easy for her to chase this mysterious boy at the beginning?

Obviously a flower in the foreign language department, how many boys are willing to kneel under her pomegranate skirt, but Lai Lianji is a freak.

At the welcome party, Qin Guiling wore an army-green miniskirt, revealing her long white legs, and twisted in front of him for a long time, but his eyes did not stay on her for a moment.