There was no way, Huixin had to go back to the bed and sleep.

"No. 5311 He Huixin, No. 5312 Chen Guoguo, No. 5313 Li Guanghui, No. 5314 Zeng Mianmian, No. 5315 Lin Dongchen, No. 5316 Yao Xiaoxian, No. 5317 Xie Liancheng, No. 5318 Xue Le, No. 5319 Zeqing ......"

The eyelids began to fall......

003

Two o'clock in the morning.

After a few more rounds, Zeqing closed the game and got up to find that all the people in the dormitory had already laid down, including Yisen.

He thought that he had already fallen asleep, after all, it was a new day, and it was not okay to be so decadent all the time. Just in order to refresh myself, I drank some boiled water, but now I am in a bit of a hurry, the accommodation conditions of the history department are not as good as other departments, and there is no independent bathroom, and I have to go to the public toilet in the building.

He lazily walked out of the dormitory......

The light of the corridor was extremely weak, and the miserable yellow filled the ground, and along with the faint light, he entered the bathroom, and in the middle of the night, no one should come to the toilet, so in order to save steps, he stood up before the first squatting position.

At the same time, a footstep approached...... Getting closer......

In the faint light, against the backdrop of silence, it is not like a human step.

One, two, three.

Zeqing originally didn't plan to close the doorknob of the squatting position, but because someone came, he was afraid that the person would see that the door of the first squatting position was not closed, and the two of them would be embarrassed, so after thinking about it, they still had to close it.

However, just as his hand was about to touch the doorknob, a dark figure quickly approached......

The doorknob was slammed open, followed by a loud scream......

004

5:00 a.m.

Xie Liancheng felt a sharp pain in his stomach.

"Damn, I went to the toilet last night, could it be constipation?" He jumped out of bed with a shout and woke up the clinical Yisen.

"Hey, don't let people sleep, I was troubled by Zeqing so late last night, early in the morning, you are still tossing!"

"Do you think I'm willing? If it weren't for the uproar in their stomach, who would want to get up so early? Oops...... Oops...... I won't tell you, I'm going to the bathroom. ”

I almost ran and crawled in the direction of the bathroom, and then, I almost ran and crawled back to the dormitory.

"Dead ...... Dead. ”

It was almost a heart-rending yell.

……

The deceased, Su Zeqing, male, a 2011 student majoring in archaeology in the Department of History, and deputy minister of the Ministry of Literature and Art, died of a heavy blow to the head and excessive blood loss, and the blood was too much. I couldn't help frowning, although this kind of scene is no longer strange for a police officer, but it is too strange to die in a squatting position in the middle of the night. The door of the men's dormitory will be closed at 11 o'clock at night, which means that it is difficult for outsiders to enter the dormitory, and the only explanation is that the murderer is from the school.

I checked the situation of the entire dormitory building a little, and there are five floors in total, and because the history department is relatively unpopular, the number of people is relatively small, and it is a mixed population. Girls live on the first and second floors, and boys live on the third, fourth, and fifth floors, with a balcony on each floor. One bathroom on the first floor.

"Senior sister, come over for a moment." Bijuan called me over, and I hurriedly moved, she was wearing gloves, her eyes were solemn, and she kept her eyes on the balcony not far from the bathroom.

"The distance between the balconies on each floor is very close, even if you jump down, there will be no accidents, I guess the murderer should have jumped off the balcony and ran, it is unlikely to be someone on the same floor, because there are only two dormitories on the second floor, 307 and 308, only 307, that is, the door of the deceased's dormitory is open in the morning, 308 There were two people playing games all night last night, and no one came out of the dormitory. So the murderer should be on the first or third floor, but the first floor is a girls' dormitory, and the third floor is more likely. ”

"Isn't it possible for a girl to be a murderer?" I smiled and said, "Senior sister, don't forget, senior sister, I was in the police academy back then, which work did I lose to the boys?" ”

005

I wanted to think carefully about how to write my graduation thesis, but I didn't expect to encounter such a tricky case again, and my superiors chased after me closely. Not for a moment to relax.

Yao Xiaoxian is here.

"Sister Erling, these are the information about him, put it on the table."

Her eyes were red, obviously she had just cried, we, and Zeqing, were all from the same place, what she was thinking, I naturally knew. But I really can't do this kind of thing comforting people, so if I cry, maybe it will be better.

But I didn't expect that I leaned back on the recliner and rested for a while, and the anxious Bijuan came again, with obvious fear on her fair face, and said with a disgraced face: "Yao Xiaoxian, she committed suicide." ”

When I felt it, her body had already been carried away, and Uncle Yao and Aunt Yao, who heard the news, were already crying, no wonder, the white-haired man sent the black-haired man.

The cause of death was an overdose of sleeping pills, and her roommate said that at about 11 o'clock last night, she saw Xiaoxian sitting alone at the computer in a daze, and refused to call her to sleep, and said that she would fall asleep after writing this diary.

Click on Yao Xiaoxian's QQ space, and the title of the log at the top is called "Leave".

"Storing this article, he left, and I don't want to stay too long."

"The tree is quiet, there is no trace under the year, goodbye, I'm gone, don't read it."

However, in just two sentences, they are separated by the enter key.

It should have been suicide, and everyone present sighed.

It's just that only I know that Yao Xiaoxian will never commit suicide. Because just yesterday, she came to me and swore that she would not let the murderer have a good time.

In other words, she knew who the murderer was, and then was killed? But who gave her the sleeping pills, there is no way to find out.

"Senior sister, Yao Xiaoxian's autopsy report has come out, in addition to the sleeping pills, a tattoo was also found on her right arm, which is very rewarding!"

I staggered back a few steps, and the secret was finally revealed.

It turns out that it should come or will always come.

006

That tattoo, I know, because we're all from the same place, Hongji. It's a remote mountain village with no noisy markets and no colourful city life, but it has an amazing legend. Legend has it that when the Yuan soldiers went south, the civil officials of the Southern Song Dynasty hid all the calligraphy, paintings and precious cultural relics, and in order to prevent the loss of cultural relics, not many people knew where the cultural relics were buried. I don't even know if it's true or not.

But I knew in my heart that the artifacts were real, and the one who knew where the artifacts were buried was the man with the tattoo on his right arm. Yao Xiaoxian was the one who knew the location of the relics, and when her parents died, they left her with tattoos. Today's adoptive parents don't even know this secret. But, she once told me about it.

"Sister Erling, you are the best person for me in this world, since I was a child, others bullied me, I picked up jokes, you always stand up for me, I really want to be a policeman after graduation like you, so that I have the ability to protect myself."

Tears unconsciously blurred my eyes, while there was no one, quickly wipe them off, I am about to become a policeman, how can I cry? Instead of shedding tears here, it is better to investigate the case.

Maybe these two cases have something to do with those cultural relics.

My brain was hot, and I suddenly remembered something, with my understanding of Yao Xiaoxian, she would never commit suicide rashly. If she kills, then there should be a clue.

"Huixin, classmate, your name is Huixin, right?" I saw a girl with big straight hair sitting on the edge of the bed in the dormitory, stunned, and I was all distracted.

Xu was awakened by my words, and she came to her senses: "Something? ”

"You and Xiaoxian are in the same dormitory, right? She often mentioned you to me, saying that at school, you cared about her the most, and most of the other people were afraid of her or flattered her. You don't want her to die in vain, do you? ”

"Death in vain? Xiaoxian, didn't she commit suicide? She looked me in the eye, as if she wanted to read some secret, "Officer, I know you're good friends with Xiaoxian, do you know something?" ”

I avoided her eyes: "What can I know?" Zeqing's time of death was around two to three o'clock in the morning, and he fell asleep at that time, except for some game maniacs, but they also said that they didn't hear any strange sounds, and also, the bathroom was so far away from the dormitory. But I found a written resignation letter in Zeqing's dormitory. As for Yao Xiaoxian, I know that she likes Zeqing very much, but Zeqing doesn't like her, and wants to quit the Ministry of Literature and Art, Zeqing is dead, Xiaoxian is naturally very sad, but why commit suicide when the truth has not been found out and the murderer has not been caught? That's too much to say. ”

"Maybe I can't think about it for a while," she smiled wryly, "Xiaoxian, she's too stupid." ”

007

Not long after I returned to the police station, I heard Bijuan calling me.

"Senior Sister Ling, there is a girl named Lin Dongchen in the history department looking for you."

I got up, and a girl with a smile and a small beige backpack appeared in my sight, and as soon as I entered the door, she asked me, "Are you Officer Ling?" I suddenly remembered some things about Xiaoxian and wanted to tell you. ”

She sat down and looked around the office, and I told Bijuan to pour a cup of tea.

She 2 took out a small notebook from her small backpack and handed it to me.

"What is this?"

"Xiaoxian's roll call, the day before she died, I saw that she often read this book in the dormitory, I thought it was very strange, so I took the booklet and handed it to the police officer."

When I opened it, it was just an ordinary roll call, except for the names and numbers of students in the art department, what was so strange?

The girl named Lin Dongchen said quietly: "Although everyone in our entire history department knows that Xiaoxian likes Zeqing, few people know that it is Xiaoxian that Zeqing likes first. After a pause, seeing a strange look on my face, he continued: "But then I don't know why, Zeqing is always avoiding Yao Xiaoxian intentionally or unintentionally, so in the eyes of outsiders, it has always been Xiaoxian who is pursuing Zeqing, and Zeqing does not accept it." ”

After Lin Dongchen left, I sat alone, thinking about a lot of things, thinking about it, and unconsciously becoming distracted.

I turned on the computer, logged in to Yao Xiaoxian's QQ, and found a new email.

It was sent at a regular time, just three days ago, on the night of Zeqing's murder. The sender's remarks read: Su Zeqing.

"Xiaoxian, I want to quit the Ministry of Literature and Art, it's too difficult to keep this secret, whether it's for me or for you, I hope you can take good care of yourself."