As the hero and heroine of the troupe, she has been in contact with Bai Fei for a long time, and she has the most communication, and she feels the same as Murong, although she is not a close friend, she is also an important partner.

But Han Yu always felt that it was not like that.

When inquiring yesterday, Zhang Heming intentionally or unintentionally said that Bai Fei was vain and her acting skills were not good, because she was unhappy after changing dramas, etc., where would a real good friend talk about right and wrong behind her back so quickly?

"How's that good?"

Han Yu asked.

Zhang Heming glanced at him defiantly, showed a sneering smile, and asked rhetorically: "You want to ask me if I will have any special unethical feelings for her, right?" Why, do you detectives think that as long as a woman dressed as a man is a psychologically abnormal pervert? ”

Her rhetorical question was sharp, as sharp as the article she wrote, Han Yu couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, and stammered: "I didn't mean that, I just asked according to the rules." ”

This woman is too powerful, I really don't want her to be a suspect, otherwise, I can't eat her.

Han Yu sighed, wishing that Zhou Erya was here and could calm the other party.

Zhang Heming stared at him for a long time, and finally shook his head slowly: "I'm going to disappoint you again, I don't mean that, Bai Fei and I are ordinary friends in the club." I also know a little about her situation, she usually has a good relationship, although it is not a life and death relationship, but the relationship is also good, and there is no contradiction. ”

She did not deny that she might like women.

But...... She didn't like Bai Fei.

At least that's what she said, and the information in her eyes also made Han Yu feel that she might really suspect that she might be in the wrong direction.

This is the same as what Murong said, Bai Fei maintained a stammering mentality with most of the other people in the troupe, tried not to argue, and maintained a superficial harmonious and friendly relationship.

"Okay." Han Yu was helpless, the inquiry would not yield results so quickly, so he could only grit his teeth and continue, "Please leave me the key to the props room, I have no other questions for the time being, you can go first." ”

I don't know where Zhou Erya went at this time, Han Yu misses him very much.

Zhang Heming smiled, slapped a brass key on the table, turned around and left.

Han Yu carefully put away the key, this is also an important evidence, it should have come earlier.

He regretted that he should not be separated from Zhou Erya, he should have gone to the props room to have a look first, but at this time, he didn't know where Zhou Erya had gone, he didn't want to go there alone with Murong, and felt that it was not good to be alone with Murong.

Zhou Erya, as he himself said, was really casually strolling.

Walking around the studio, it seems that this is the place where he remembers the most.

"Huh! Hello! Su Yemin was walking over with a drawing board, and when he saw Zhou Erya from a distance, he trotted all the way up excitedly to catch up.

Her cheeks flushed, and she was happy with a hint of shyness, and she finally saw her muse again.

"Hello, here you go again?" Su Yemin didn't sleep well all night looking at his portrait last night, and in the morning he heard that the two male detectives had come to school again, so he wondered if he would meet here.

I didn't expect Zhou Erya to be really here.

Zhou Erya had just walked into the studio, and when she heard the little girl's voice, she turned her head and nodded to her, not wanting to say more.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, and Su Yemin blushed and was a little overwhelmed.

Zhou Erya saw that she was standing at the door embarrassedly and shyly and didn't come in, so she said lightly: "You are the only one here today?" ”

There was a bit of loneliness in the studio.

On the table is a pot of pruned dwarf blooming moons, which is the material for still life sketches, but only one person to depict them, and the fiery beauty is also slightly sentimental.

"yes." Su Yemin saw him speak, and immediately showed an innocent smile, her current age is the age of dreaming, but she doesn't know how to be lonely, so she spoke urgently, "There are few people who learn to paint, and after Mr. Hu asks for leave, even fewer people come to paint." The seniors think the oil paint is dirty, and they have made their clothes, which is not ladylike enough. ”

Her own skirt was stained with red and yellow oil paint, which looked unclean, and her wrists were stained with unwashed paint, but she didn't care at all, and smiled shyly.

"Then why are you still drawing?"

Zhou Erya asked casually, staring at the blooming red moon flowers on the table, her fingers gently touching the tender petals, as if feeling the blooming vitality.

"I love to draw."

Su Yemin looked at him secretly, his eyes flashing with dreams and longing.

Simple people are happy, they only need to do what they like to be happy, as for what kind of results they get, or whether there is anyone to approve of it, it doesn't matter to them.

For Su Yemin, as long as he can paint quietly, it may be enough.

"Is there anything you like to do?"

Once born and twice cooked, Rao is Su Yemin was shy, and he also began to take the initiative to ask Zhou Erya questions.

Zhou Erya's fingers stroking the petals paused slightly.

Is there anything you like to do?

It's been a long time since anyone has asked him this question.

He hadn't thought about it for a long time.

"Xiaoya...... Do you have something you want to do? Is there anything you like to do? ”

A gentle voice came from the ethereal past, traveling through time and space, haunting his ears.

"Man...... You have to have something you like to do, you have to fight for your dreams and likes, even if you pay blood and life, you will feel that life is worth it. ”

The voice is still so gentle and firm, and Zhou Erya can always hear it when I dream back at midnight.

But he knew very well in his heart that since the age of eight, he had nothing to really like, and all his joys and dreams had been replaced by the search for the truth.

"Sir? Mr. Zhou? Are you okay? Su Yemin saw that his fingers slipped from the petals, and he was unconscious when he was cut by the thorns on the branches of the moon season, so he immediately rushed over and shouted.

"Oh, it's fine."

Zhou Erya woke up from the memory, naturally withdrew her hand, pinched the punctured place, as if she didn't feel pain, turned around and walked around the studio twice.

"Are you really okay?" Su Yemin was embarrassed to check his fingers, and only kept asking with concern.

"Aren't you scared to be alone here?"

Zhou Erya didn't pay attention to it, looked at the white wall on the side, changed the topic, and suddenly asked Su Yemin.

"Scared?"

Su Yemin looked dazed, not knowing why Zhou Erya suddenly asked this.

"You don't know." Zhou Erya walked to the window and said lightly, "That's normal, it was all twenty years ago, you have heard so many campus legends, I thought you had heard of it." ”

"What was twenty years ago? What campus legends? ”

Su Yemin was aroused by curiosity, but couldn't help but ask.

In addition, she really likes those legends of strange powers, and she can't get enough of what she said yesterday.

"It's nothing." Zhou Erya was not worried about scaring the child at all, he also knew that Su Yemin was interested in ghosts, and said slowly, "This studio has had people die before. ”

This is a point that Chinese are very taboo and afraid of.

However, Su Yemin disagreed, a little disappointed, and thought that there had been any supernatural events here: "What did I think happened, what is it that someone has died, and where has no person died?" ”

She could see it.

As she said, people have died everywhere, in this troubled world, there have been dead people on the streets and roads, if you want to taboo this, then you really don't need to go anywhere.

"But, is it a death?"

Zhou Erya looked at her, and there was a hint of cunning hidden under her calm expression.

Su Yemin's curiosity was aroused again, and he asked nervously and expectantly, "What...... Sideways? ”

"Twenty years ago, someone hanged himself in this studio and hung himself on that beam."

He pointed straight ahead.

Just above the blooming moon is a beam, where corpses once hung and floated.

Su Yemin glanced up, more curious than scared: "What kind of person is it?" Boys or girls? For what suicide? ”

Probably simple people have their own inner strength, and they don't feel fear because of things that have nothing to do with them, because they have never done anything wrong.

It may also be that he and Zhou Erya are in the room now, and it is daylight, and if they come alone at night, it may be different.

Zhou Erya patiently explained her doubts: "What happened exactly, after all, it was twenty years ago, and I don't know very well, but the deceased was a girl, and it is said that because her boyfriend died tragically, she was martyred for it." ”

"Wow, the martyrdom was ...... back then," Su Yemin paid respect, "This courage to live and die together is amazing!" ”

The focus of attention is always wrong, and Zhou Erya can only smile.

"That...... Would you like to draw me again today? ”

The fact that someone had died in the studio had no impact on Su Yemin now, because she still had a bold idea in her heart - when she saw Zhou Erya, she wanted him to be a model again.

"I haven't finished painting yesterday, so why do I have to paint it again today?" Zhou Erya asked rhetorically.

Yesterday, Su Yemin laid the foundation of sketching, and was ready to draw an oil painting with ambition, which was not completed so quickly with her current foundation.

"You always need to train in different postures, last time you were sitting, can you trouble standing this time?"

Thinking that Zhou Erya would agree to her request, Su Yemin simply took an inch and asked boldly.

"Not good."

Zhou Erya smiled and refused.

"I ...... I'm asking for too much, sorry. Su Yemin's face suddenly lost its brilliance and smile, thinking that he was familiar with Zhou Erya, a gentleman like him would definitely not be able to refuse himself, who knew that he was always unexpected.

"Well, people always want more, and I don't blame you." Zhou Erya said unceremoniously, seeing that her face was red again, she said lightly, "You paint, I have other things to do." ”

Having said that, he did not leave, walking around the studio, as if he was in a no-man's land, and did not feel embarrassed by the embarrassment of multiple girls painting here, as if the four walls did not exist, he stood in the vast world, and felt as comfortable as in his own home.

It was Su Yemin, who experienced his eccentric temper for the first time, and saw him as a gentle gentleman, smiling, and personable, so he was cheeky and asked again and again, but he was suddenly refused, which would make him feel complicated, and he sat aside silently, looking at the drawing board, and didn't know what to draw.

- On the other side, Han Yu was busy enough.

The next thing he asked was Lu Xiaoping.

He was reluctant to doubt this slightly chubby and gentle girl, after all, she had released a lot of kindness to Bai Fei, but as Zhou Erya said, everyone is suspicious, and there is no question, how can they find out the truth?

Murong still stood outside and waited, closing the door for them.

"You said yesterday that you had a good relationship with Bai Fei when you were a child, and you are neighbors, and you often go to school together, right?"

Han Yu felt that there should always be a motive for any case.

That's the motivation he's been looking for.

As a straightforward and open-minded man, Han Yu couldn't understand the delicate and sensitive friendship between girls.

He didn't understand why someone wanted to hurt Bai Fei, and hated her to the extent that he wanted to kill her.

College life should be pleasant and fulfilling, even if Bai Fei is vain and beautiful and powerful, at least on the surface, she gets along well with everyone, maybe some people are jealous and disgusted with her in private, but these delicate and weak girls are just chewing their tongues behind their backs at most.

Han Yu couldn't figure it out, he felt that Bai Fei was just a little more beautiful and vain, in addition, he was also very polite to the crew members, there was no reason why someone wanted to kill her, he felt that he had to understand the complex emotional process between the girls in order to be able to get close to the truth of things.

Lu Xiaoping's expression was a little gloomy, and she sighed: "That's right, but that was a long time ago." When I was a child, it was the best time to go to private school, but when I was thirteen or fourteen years old, Bai Fei began to become more and more estranged from me, I was quite sad at first, but later I gradually understood her......"

Later, after entering the university, he was even more deliberately alienated, and Lu Xiaoping mentioned it to Han Yu.

Speaking of which, Bai Fei is polite to the rest of the troupe, but she is average to Lu Xiaoping, there is no direct conflict, and she rarely has direct conversations, treating her as a transparent person, in the eyes of others, she is like a very arrogant love and ignorance.

This kind of estranged sadness Han Yu can understand, but he doesn't think he will retaliate for this kind of thing.

Han Yu felt that there was no progress in the case, so he continued to ask at a loss: "When Bai Fei fell down the stairs, who were you with at that time, and can anyone prove it to you?" ”

When Lu Xiaoping heard this question, her face became even more ugly, and she was a little frightened and aggrieved: "You ...... Are you doubting me? ”

Compared with Zhang Heming, she is much more timid and introverted, and she is more sensitive, she can't say anything sharp to fight back, only the tears of grievance are about to come out.

Han Yu was most afraid of the girl crying, so she hurriedly explained: "No...... It's not like that, but you have to ask it as usual, and I ask every student, so you don't have to worry. ”

Lu Xiaoping rubbed her red eyes, and said aggrievedly: "At that time, the power went out, the stage was big, everyone scattered to find the lights, I took a candle to arrange the props in the corner of the stage, I don't know if anyone saw me...... I guess no one can prove it to me. ”

She paused for a moment, and added with a sad face: "The others are not together, although everyone is talking nonsense, but the scene is a mess, I really want to prove it...... I don't think anyone can prove it to each other. It's like I saw Murong at the clock, but she didn't look at me at the time, how can I prove it? ”

Han Yu's eyes lit up: "That proves to each other that the other party is near the stage." ”