In fact, it's not that she is really uninterested in her adaptation, but after all, it was sold, and other people's choice of actors really has nothing to do with her.

Although she still expects the popular student to play her male lead, it's a pity that others are worth tens of millions, so she just thinks about it.

The affairs of the entertainment industry, let them toss it themselves.

The next day, Zhao Qingyu received a huge transfer, and she thought more at ease.

The only heartache is ...... She was deducted a large amount of taxes.

The next day was Sunday, and Zhao Qingyu, who was used to self-discipline, got up at half past six and cleaned up slowly, and then went out for a walk.

The weather in the provincial capital in October is suitable, and there are far fewer students on the road than on weekdays.

Zhao Qingyu walked on the forest road very happily, the cool wind blew, and occasionally a few premature fallen leaves fell down.

She went to the Beisan canteen, and there were not many people, so she only waited in line for a few minutes to buy her favorite breakfast, delicious sauce meat buns and raw ground soy milk.

I found a vacant seat to sit down and eat slowly, and there was a table of boys in sportswear next to me, these people looked like sports students, all of them were tall, and the muscles could be seen under the thin clothes.

A few of them seemed to recognize Zhao Qingyu, but they only joked with each other for a few words, and no one stepped forward to disturb her.

Zhao Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, she was occasionally surrounded by girls at school and chattered, but few boys would come over and take the initiative to talk to her.

Except for the freshman year, when I sometimes met Hu Bowen's roommates in the cafeteria, we would sometimes sit together and chat.

But very little, after all, most of the time, she eats in the cafeteria with people around her.

By the time he reached his sophomore year, Hu Bowen had already graduated, and his roommates had all left the school, so no one stayed behind to study in graduate school, so Zhao Qingyu was in the school except for her classmates, and no one easily came forward to chat with her at other times.

Occasionally, when people look at it like a rare thing from a distance or around, she still feels a little awkward in her heart.

Zhao Qingyu also doesn't like to be watched too much, which will make her feel very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, although most people have heard of her name, they may not necessarily recognize it when they really see it, and they recognize it...... At most, like the group of boys next to him, he whispered and pointed and discussed.

Now, for example, they're not talking about her, they're talking about something else.

A matter that Zhao Qingyu secretly cared about, Ding Shuang's case.

"I chatted with my cousin online yesterday for a while, and he told me that our school's case might be closed." A boy lowered his voice.

His companion's eyes widened: "Really? The murderer has been found?! Who is it? ”

The other two boys didn't speak, but the person in front of them had already helped them ask the same doubts in their hearts.

Zhao Qingyu is the same, her actions of gnawing on buns have become slow motion, and her mind has already flown to the table next to her, pricking up her ears just to hear the answer.

I saw that the boy who started the topic at the beginning was a little proud, and continued: "My cousin said that the autopsy report of the art girl came out, and the deceased had drunk alcohol before his death, and it is estimated that he was drunk and accidentally fell into the pool. ”

"Ah......h

Zhao Qingyu also frowned, did he just stumble and fall in?

One of the boys obviously didn't believe it: "I was next to me during the salvage that day, and I heard the salvage master seem to mention that the deceased had a wound on the head." ”

The other two people nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, yes, we heard it too." ”

"But I took a general look at it at the time, and I didn't see any wounds, so I couldn't see anything." A boy said again, as if he thought of something, and his face suddenly looked ugly.

The friend next to him slapped him with his elbow and said, "I'll rub it, who asked you to mention this stubble, I finally forgot about it!" ”

“…… Can this meal be delicious? ”

"Fuck off, you didn't bring this up first!"

Although Zhao Qingyu didn't see anything, he clearly recalled the strong smell at that time, and suddenly lost his appetite.

But although a few people over there were noisy, they soon ate the breakfast in front of them with relish, and their psychological quality was strong.

Zhao Qingyu regretted eavesdropping a little.

Didn't hear the ...... in her heart at all. Ahem, doubtful.

Sure enough, the boy who first mentioned the topic said: "Alas, the forensic doctor also said that the girl had a wound on her forehead, as if it was thrown from a stone, and the other party was drunk, so they guessed that she probably fell and hit her head and fell into the lake." ”

“…… It doesn't seem to be a problem, it's just a bit of a coincidence. When a few boys heard this ending, they didn't seem to be interested in discussing it anymore.

It's just a long sigh, after all, there is a missing girl in the school, and everyone is still very sorry.

It also mentioned Ding Shuang's boyfriend, Gao Zhizhou, who held a handful of sympathy tears for the poor boy.

Zhao Qingyu couldn't help but start to examine himself, maybe he really wore colored glasses to look at Gao Zhizhou?

Maybe people really just walked to the Nanyuan grove unintentionally like her that morning, or maybe he couldn't find his girlfriend and was anxious to look everywhere in the school?

Even if he deliberately pointed the finger at Zhuo Binbin, he just didn't let go of any suspect who might hurt his girlfriend?

Thinking about it this way, it all seems to work and make sense.

Apart from...... That terrible look that morning.

Zhao Qingyu suppressed the doubts in his heart, picked up the plastic cup he had drunk and threw it into the trash can near the door of the cafeteria.

Coincidentally, as soon as she looked up after throwing away the garbage, she saw a familiar figure not far away - Gao Zhizhou.

Gao Zhizhou is not alone, there is a sweet-looking girl next to him, judging from the two talking and laughing and the ambiguity in their eyes from time to time, Zhao Qingyu concluded that the relationship between the two is not ordinary.

Belch...... Will a truly affectionate guy find a new love only half a month after his girlfriend's death?

Zhao Qingyu began to think about this question, and then quickly gave the answer himself: no.

She walked around to the other side of the steps without a trace, Gao Zhizhou only cared about laughing at the beauties around her with a flirtatious face, and didn't see her at all.

Therefore, she once again overthrew the affectionate character of Gao Zhizhou that she had just built in her heart.

The scumbag can be affectionate, and the crocodile will also shed sincere tears.

It's a pity that Gao Zhizhou didn't even have tears, he was a complete scumbag.

But just now when she heard the conversation of the boys next to her, she didn't move Gao Zhizhou closer to the murderer, the scumbag is a scumbag, and she tried her best to keep it fair before there was no definite evidence.

Zhao Qingyu didn't go back to the dormitory immediately, she went to the supermarket next to the Beisan canteen, and she had to stock up on some teeth grinding these days.

She used to like to buy chips and fries, but now she basically buys soda crackers and seaweed, as well as a little sweets to replenish her energy.

Of course, instant noodles and rice noodles are indispensable, but they are not eaten often and can be left for a long time.

Zhao Qingyu chose good things and went to the cashier to line up to check out, the time was still early, there were not too many people in the supermarket, there were three people in front of her, and she was fourth.

The girl who was checking out also bought a lot of things, and the cashier was carefully scanning, Zhao Qingyu felt the mobile phone in the bag vibrate, and she lowered her head and began to rummage through the bag.

Out of the corner of his eye, two people entered the supermarket and went straight to the shelves near the cash register.

This place, as everyone knows, is to put some more expensive gadgets every week.

The message was sent by Xia Zimo, today he has already sent a routine good morning, I don't know what is in it this time, Zhao Qingyu secretly rolled his eyes, and threw the phone back into his bag without looking at it.

"Oops~...... You go check out yourself, I'm going out! A delicate voice sounded behind her, and the sweet and greasy coquettishness in the words made Zhao Qingyu's background board scalp numb.

Before she could shake off the goosebumps, another familiar chuckle directly made her hair stand on end.

Zhao Qingyu didn't look back, secretly depressed in his heart, why did he always meet this scumbag early in the morning.

That's right, she met Gao Zhizhou again.

Not wanting to make any eye contact with the man, she looked sideways in the cashier's direction the whole time, as if she didn't know he was nearby.

It's a pity that Gao Zhizhou seems to have taken things quickly and lined up behind her.

Zhao Qingyu put her face straight and looked ahead again, and soon it was her turn, she quickly put a lot of things on the cash register, and walked straight forward two small steps, waiting for the checkout.

"A total of one hundred and eight yuan hexagonals."

Zhao Qingyu handed over the one hundred and fifty yuan that had been prepared in advance.

"Do you have a hexagon or a dime change?"

Zhao Qingyu shook his head.

The cashier didn't say anything and looked down for the money, he just asked as usual.

Zhao Qingyu packed all his things and left, and finally glanced sideways inadvertently, and found that the cashier was holding a small colored box......

After living for more than 30 years, she naturally saw at a glance what it was.

Sure enough, it's scum to the end.

Zhao Qingyu retracted his gaze, picked up his things and walked quickly towards the door of the supermarket.

She still didn't go back to the dormitory, and without him, she saw a long bookstall under the ginkgo road in the distance, and there were many students around.

Zhao Qingyu suddenly became interested, took a turn of steps, and walked towards the bookshelf.

Most of the books here are old magazines and comics that have been around for a long time, as well as some other types of books.

They are generally not well-known old people, and Zhao Qingyu's criminal investigators bought them here, and the price is more than half cheaper than buying them in a bookstore.

She walked to the district to see if there were any new products, most of them were world classics that she had read, and she picked and chose for a long time before finding a few books that she was interested in.

Eight yuan a piece, she bought six copies in one go, stacked them in a thick stack, she didn't bring the bag out, she could only pick it up and go back.

There are two ways to get back to the dormitory from the bookstall, one of which is to pass through the South Garden, and the other is to return the same way.

If Zhao Qingyu hadn't taken so many things on her, she might have chosen to return the same way, but now she was carrying two large bags in her hands, not to mention, and she was still holding six huge books in her arms.

Let's just cut corners.

Zhao Qingyu thought for a while, and then walked towards the boulevard in the direction of Nanyuan.

After half a month, there are still not many students who leave here, especially during the holidays, there are very few. I don't know if it's bad luck or what, Zhao Qingyu has never met anyone else on the road along the way.

The cement road between this boulevard is not wide, and the trees on both sides of the road are very luxuriant, and it seems to be cloudy today, and the sun is not seen in the sky at eight o'clock, and from time to time a cold wind blows, and the leaves rub against each other to produce a "rustle, rustle" sound, which makes people feel a cloudy wind gusting inexplicably.

Zhao Qingyu saw that not far ahead was the accident blockade, and the forest wind blew so that the blockade line was shaking, which was very eye-catching.

"Whew-woo-"

A crooked wind struck with unknown dust, and Zhao Qingyu immediately closed his eyes, but it was still too late.

The sour look in her eyes told her that some sand had been blown in.

She was holding something in her hand, and she couldn't rub her eyes, so she could barely open a line, and her vision was blurry and hazy.

With light and intuition, she leaned closer to the side of the road, put the book and the big bag in her hand under a tree by the roadside, and then ripped open the corners of her eyes and blinked while pouting and blowing desperately upward.

Tears flowed down his face, and finally the annoying sand was washed out.

Even if there was no mirror, Zhao Qingyu knew that he must be embarrassed now, took out a tissue from his pocket and was about to wipe his face, when suddenly there was an abrupt sound of music next to him.

She was so startled that she forgot to wipe her tears, looked towards the source of the sound, gently pulled away the cluster of gold-leaf privet in front of her, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw what was inside.

It turned out to be an open-air horn in the grass, and there are many of these horns in Z Daisa, some in the shape of small mushrooms, some in the appearance of small tree stumps, and some simply made in the shape of goose warm stones.

One of them is the fake rock in the grass, a dense low bush that blocks its mesh-like sound, and if you don't look closely, you might not really be able to discover its true identity.

Zhao Qingyu secretly said that he was too fussed, he was frightened by a horn, and was about to let go of his hand to leave, when he suddenly found that there was a strange thing exposed in one of the corners under the "stone".

Before she had time to wipe her tears, she had to squint her eyes and look at them, and suddenly her eyes widened, it seemed to be a mobile phone!

How can there be a mobile phone here, mobile phones are very expensive nowadays, even old mobile phones are rarely thrown away at will, it is very likely that someone accidentally fell here.

Although Zhao Qingyu is a nosy person, as a class leader, a person who is favored by the counselor, it seems to be quite good if he picks up a mobile phone and turns it in.

Just as her fingers were about to touch the phone, she suddenly thought of something, and she took out a clean unused tissue from the tissue bag, wrapped the phone and picked it up.

She was standing sideways, but suddenly a tall and thin figure appeared at the end of the boulevard in the corner of her eye, her eyelids jumped, and she didn't care about much, so she directly used paper to pack her mobile phone and threw it into the plastic bag containing snacks at random.

The things were still scattered on the ground, and she squatted down to slowly collect them, and the footsteps behind her were neither light nor heavy, getting closer and closer.

The strange thing is that the distance is close, but the footsteps are getting more and more slight, as if someone is deliberately tiptoeing to slow down, but it invisibly gives people a more gloomy sense of oppression.

Gao Zhizhou didn't know that Zhao Qingyu's hearing was extraordinary, the distance between him and her was getting shorter and shorter, only six or seven meters, and he was afraid of being discovered by her, so he even held his breath.

One step, two steps......