The classroom is on the first floor, the window is the green belt, probably no one takes care of it usually, the bushes can walk where people are trampled sparsely and messy, the turf is bald, the remote corners that are out of reach, the branches and leaves are flourishing and climb diagonally to the wall, there is the potential of a creeper, a cherry blossom is planted in the middle of the grass, if there is still a view to see in spring, it is a remnant of green in autumn.

The weather is gradually getting cooler, but unfortunately there are many mosquitoes, and the dying little thing is particularly fat and bites people very hard.

Mo Bei stomped his feet, driving away the approaching mosquitoes, and he didn't know if the species had been upgraded recently, and he could also bite two or three bags on her ankle through her socks. As soon as she moved, the curtain of her hair fell down, and her hair grew a little longer, poking into her eyes in small pieces.

She has raised her long hair for more than ten years, long and dense, and a little naturally curly, looking very stuffy, before the start of school, Bei Ma heard that the military training will take twenty days, afraid that she will be hot, urging her to thin her hair.

She had no choice, so she perfunctorily went to Master Wang at the entrance of the village to get a haircut, and according to the length she requested, she actually doubled it to death, that is, in the center of her back. Master Wang was so diligent that he cut her short and thin, and sandwiched it in order to make it look less fluffy.

Mo Bei doesn't go to the barbershop all the year round, his hair is too long and he cuts it himself, so he doesn't know what the principle of his operation is and what the results will be. In the end, although the result seems to be short to the shoulder, at least it is quite comfortable, and there is nothing that should not have an effect.

Bei's mother was also satisfied, and asked her to wash her hair and take a shower to remove the broken hair on her neck, but when she washed it out in a bath, the hair that was violently pacified exploded.

Mo Bei was shocked, but he didn't want to theorize, so he calmly picked up the clippers at home and prepared to give himself a haircut.

In the end, after a competition with her family, Bei Ma took her to change Tony and cut her hair short, which was neat and handsome.

Mo Bei felt that the long hair on her body added a bit of femininity to her, and her hair was not cut out of harmony, like a boy. It's just that the original clothes are a little nondescript to wear. I could only buy a few sets of clothes that fit the current state again, and I bundled my chest that didn't match my appearance for the time being and went to college.

She brushed her hair back and pressed it on top of her head, tilting her head to take notes in the book.

There were three classes in the morning, and the teacher fought hard until the last ten minutes, and there were not many people listening to it.

"Okay, the rest of the time is to read by yourself, and if you don't understand something, you can come up and ask."

Where is there anyone who doesn't understand at this time, and the people who have been playing with their mobile phones all morning are also nodding frequently, with a fruitful expression, and then sighing, closing the book, lying down, and continuing to play with their mobile phones.

The teacher didn't care, and she was tidying up, when she suddenly heard a gentle knock on the door twice, and she turned her head to see a man standing outside the door, he was so tall that he almost touched the top of the door.

Humans are not as sensitive to temperature changes as insects, and they only know that it is still very hot outside in September, close to noon. The teacher approached but did not feel the excessive temperature on the man's body, as if he had actually stood outside for a long time, so long that the sun was scorching, and the body temperature was hot while walking, and they all returned to their original state while waiting, and did not knock politely on the door until the teaching was finished inside.

"Is there something wrong?" The teacher didn't get very close, because height can put pressure on people, and he was busy with things lately, and his cervical spine was not good, so he didn't want to look up.

The man smiled politely: "I want to find Mobei." ”

His overly formal attitude made the teacher solemn, she turned her head and searched among the curious faces, but she really didn't know which one was Mo Bei, so she had to raise her voice and shout: "Mo Bei." ”

Those whose faces were facing the third row of windows.

Got it.

The teacher smiled softly at Mo Bei: "Come out, someone is looking for you." ”

When Mo Bei turned his head, he was pricked by the hair that fell out, and he didn't see clearly who the person with the light on his back was, nor did he know how familiar he was, and he didn't recognize it until he was face to face.

It was the troublesome cop that night.

"We've met before, my name is Tang Song," he looked at Mo Bei and said, "I have something I want to ask you, is it convenient for you now?" ”

Although the class was out in only a few minutes, it was not up to Mo Bei to decide whether it was convenient or not, she looked at the teacher.

The teacher only felt that the pressure of the two walls was huge in front of him, and waved his hand: "Go, go, go." ”

Is it so convenient for young people nowadays to grow up?

The two walked through the classrooms, and occasionally someone looked up and chatted with the people next to them.

"What's the matter?" She asked.

There was no one around, and the originally normal volume was also set off by the environment extraordinarily loud.

Tang Song glanced back at her and said with a smile, "I'll tell you later." ”

His car was parked under a tree in front of the school building, and it had indeed been parked for a while, and the car was filled with heavy heat and stuffy.

Mo Bei hesitated for a while, and as soon as he put his hand on the car door, he heard him say, "Motion sickness is still sitting in the back?" ”

“……”

This kind of person is really troublesome.

Mo Bei went to the co-pilot, the wind blew loudly, dispelling most of the heat, Tang Song brought over a bag in the back seat, which contained a few bags of sugar and green plums, all of which were sweet and sour, and very targeted.

"It's going to be a minute, it's not a long way."

The car started, and the discomfort followed, and Mo Bei peeled a green plum and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Afraid of the dead?"

She was biting into the flesh, sour water overflowing, and her eyes couldn't help but narrow: "I'm afraid." ”

“…… Liu Qingming ......" Tang Song glanced at her quickly, estimating that she didn't know who it was, so she changed her words: "That fat man, he's dead." ”

She stuffed the whole plum in her mouth, chewing and chewing, her cheeks bulging, and her eyes were fixed on him waiting for the next sentence, and she didn't look afraid.

"Zhao Yuanyuan is gone," he estimated that Mo Bei didn't know which one it was, "the one in the sofa, have you seen her?" ”

"No, she was already hiding on the couch when I passed." Mo Bei said.

When she went out to see that day, there was no one left. The beige marble floor of the mall was dragged to reflect the light on the top, and the spotless floor was abruptly stained with yellow mud prints.

The only thing that could be distinguished was the palm print, followed by a long trail of dragging

Mo Bei compared the size of the handprint, which was smaller than hers, and in addition to the area that was not printed, it could also be seen that it was a pair of slender and petite women's palms.

As for the drag marks, they looked like they were left by people with disabilities, who could only move forward with their hands.

She rubbed it lightly, and the mud seemed to be blocked by a membrane, not in direct contact with the air, but she could still erase a little chip.

The mud mark stretched all the way from the outside and turned into the box opposite.

The door to the box on the opposite side was open, and the light inside was dim, and she couldn't see inside.

As she reached the door, she suddenly heard a subtle sound from inside, like the clatter of slippery skin against the cortical surface.

The light control panel is on the wall to the left of the door, but Mo Bei didn't understand the various lighting terms on it, she didn't bother to study it, so she turned on the mobile phone light and shone it.

The floor in the box was mottled with mud marks, and the ground was messy with palm prints, crawling in all directions.

Outside the door, there is only the track of entry.

Mo Bei groped his way into the toilet along a slightly clearer direction, and there were overlapping palm prints on the wall half a meter near the ground of the toilet door.

Mo Bei looked in through the half-open door, and there were amazingly many palm prints on the cabinet of the sink, on the toilet, and on the low wall.

The stagnant water in the toilet bowl is yellow and smells fishy.

"So if you use your perspective to restore, Zhao Yuanyuan has been staring at Liu Qingming peeing......"

Tang Song thought about the picture, the man was unconscious with his back to the door, and the female ghost crawling around him on the ground crawled around him again and again.

"There are palm prints on the couch."

"You just detained Liu Qingming with these?" Tang Song glanced at her right hand on her lap, there was a small bruise on the outer edge of the bone joint where the little finger and palm connected, which was particularly clear against the cold white skin, and he laughed, "You haven't beaten anyone, have you?" Don't follow the effects on TV, you will faint when you shine on his chin. ”

“……”

Mo Bei didn't want to pay attention to him, turned his head to look out the window, and drove into the community in the west of the city, which seemed to have just been developed, the environment was rich and prosperous, the vegetation was rigorous and deliberate, and there was a row of villas on the periphery, and most of the people who could live in it were solid.

She saw several police cars downstairs: "Just died." ”

"His wife called the police at 10:12, and the exact time of death will only be known after a forensic examination," he explained, "As for Zhao Yuanyuan, the time of her death is speculated to have been found on the sofa on August 26, August 28, and on September 4, Zhao Yuanyuan's parents went to the funeral home this morning to claim it, and they found that they were missing." ”

She snorted.

"The staff at the funeral home were so frightened that they almost called the police to call someone to steal the body......"

"Isn't stealing corpses more reasonable than being haunted?"

"The kind that usually picks the good-looking ones."

Mo Bei has never seen Zhao Yuanyuan, I don't know if it's good-looking, I just think there are a lot of knowledge points......

Mo Bei squinted his eyes, and he didn't know if it was soured or other unfriendly emotions: "So you judge that a dead man ran out and killed Liu Qingming?" Is it scientific? ”

Tang Song didn't think that he had a unified position on discussing science with Mobei: "Children don't swear. ”

He picked a piece of candy from the bag and peeled it into his mouth: "Wait here or go up together?" ”

Fools are only steamed in the car.

She touched the buckle of the seat belt and heard him laugh inexplicably.

"A strange man tells you to get in the car and get in the car and get off the car, don't you have any defense?"

As the car turned off, the door clicked and locked, and her thumb was still hooked on the edge of the seat belt, but she didn't panic and turned her head to look at him.

Mo Bei's eyes are long, the corners of her eyes are sharp and the eyelids are narrow, her eyes are large and her eyes are small, and she has a very mean ruthlessness when she squints at people, which makes people feel that she is always angry.

"Funny you, don't believe anyone's words," Tang Song smiled and unlocked it for her, "That door is a little malfunctional, and it will be locked as soon as it stops." ”

The temperature difference outside the car was too big, and as soon as he got out of the car, his stomach churned, and he couldn't stop being nauseous, Mo Bei stuffed a candy and walked quickly into the building after Tang Song.

The elevator slowly rose, and before opening the door, Mo Bei finally asked the question that he had been entangled for a long time: "Do you still have time to go to the supermarket?" ”

"Huh?" He didn't react for a moment, and then turned his head sideways, "I bought it after I sent you back that day, I think we'll always meet, right?" ”

He was so close that his voice rang in his ears, from his throat to his chest, as if the air around him was going to vibrate, and there always seemed to be something incomprehensible in his speech.

It's like a few temptations that night.

Mo Bei clenched her fist lightly, because of the force, there was a faint pain at the base of her little finger, which made her always feel a little weak in the face of what happened that night.

"You don't need to pinch me with this all the time, if you want me to help, I'll help you," she looked at the elevator door and said lightly, "Anyway, I've been discovered by you, I won't hide it from you, you don't pretend to be like an old rascal, don't you feel sour yourself when you say those words?" ”

Tang Song was stunned, lowered his head and pondered for a few seconds, and smiled lightly: "You found ......"

The moment the elevator door opened, a strong smell of smoke filled the air, and the entire space was soaked in tar and nicotine.

There were people coming and going in the corridor, and a few policemen were waiting for the elevator with things, and when they saw Tang Song say hello, they hurried down.

The corridor is not long, four families.

Liu Qingming's house is as luxurious and exquisite as a model room, there is a woman sitting on the sofa covering her face and crying, and when she hears someone look up and look here, like a frightened bird, the fear in her eyes overshadows the sadness of the deceased.

scared people like this, and I don't know what Liu Qingming had died.