The Death of a Professor (3)

Mu Qingcheng, Yang Xirou and Zhang Lizhen all gathered around Yang Ru's corpse and wept. Yang Xirou's anger subsided, and she whimpered and complained: "Dad has been like a different person since he was entangled by that little slut, he has no self-esteem and no self-love, he will die in the freezer inexplicably, maybe it has something to do with that little slut." ”

"People are dead, what's the use of talking about this." Zhang Lizhen whimpered.

Mu Qingcheng knelt silently, not moving, and only raised her eyes to look at Chen Yufei for a long time, and large tears rolled down her cheeks. "Is my uncle's death related to the bombing?"

"There's no evidence yet." Chen Yufei replied.

Mu Qingcheng stood up, because she knelt for too long, she stumbled, and Cheng Yijie instinctively reached out to support her. She gritted her teeth and stood firm. "Last night the man said that my uncle told him that after the explosion, I asked me to help find the USB stick. It shows that the man probably saw his uncle last night, and forced him to tell the whereabouts of the USB flash drive. ”

"What man last night?" Yang Xirou asked in surprise, "What's going on?" ”

Zhang Lizhen also looked at Mu Qingcheng in shock.

Mu Qingcheng then told them the general situation. The mother and daughter were shocked to dazed, and they didn't know what the USB flash drive was, let alone why the USB flash drive might be related to Yang Ru's death.

Two days later, the college held a memorial service for Yang Ru, and after the memorial service, the body was sent for cremation. Those two days happened to be weekends, and Yu Qingsheng asked Mu Qingcheng to rest and help take care of the aftermath. After everything was over, Mu Qingcheng's mind was still dazed, and it seemed that she had not been awake from the moment she saw Yang Ru's body. There are all kinds of people crowded into my uncle's house, as well as funeral parlors, wreaths, memorial hangings, and incinerators...... The difficult and terrible times are finally over.

That night, Mu Qingcheng went alone to the community public library opposite the train station in the center of the city, which was the first 24-hour unattended community public library in China, which was founded two years ago by her best friend Xu Youran, who is the volunteer director of the library.

The library is located on the 12th floor of a high-end hotel chain building, Mu Qingcheng walked into the hotel lobby and walked to the elevator, the 2nd to 10th floors are hotel rooms, you need to swipe your card to open the elevator door, the 11th floor is the office floor rented by the enterprise, and the library rents room 1216.

The door hung with a "Open" sign, the door was open, but it was pitch black inside. Mu Qingcheng sighed, it was another night without readers, and there were not many people in sight here even during the day. She would take the time to come and sort things out every week, and each time she was melancholy, and there were too few readers.

She turned on the fluorescent lights and turned on the air conditioner. The interior is only about 40 square meters, and there is a reading table at the entrance, flanked by several chairs, and a vase on the table, decorated with dried flowers.

There are bookshelves on the left and right sides of the museum, and the bottom layer of the bookshelf is the book collection area, where books are neatly stacked, and the main body of the bookshelf is the book display area. There are cushions on the floor between the two bookshelves, so you can also sit on the floor.

Mu Qingcheng took out a book from the bookshelf, and as soon as he sat down on the mat, his mobile phone rang. It was Gu Hengyu who asked her if she was going to live at his cousin's house tonight, she had lived with her aunt and cousin for the first two nights, and she had not yet accepted Gu Hengyu's arrangement.