An Jinning thought of Hua Qiao's skills, and suddenly didn't want to speak.

After coming out of the procuratorate, Hua Qiao yawned.

"Ah, my back hurts and my legs cramp, I need my little sister to give me motivation."

Suddenly, she saw Yang Rou getting out of the car.

"What's wrong?" Hua Qiao asked with concern.

Yang Rou paused: "They cleaned the corpse, and there was no way to do the measurement." She rubbed her temples: "And the one who wrote the report is a newcomer, and she forgot to write one thing." ”

"The ring finger of the deceased's right hand?"

"How do you know?" Yang Rou's eyes widened.

Hua Qiao coughed softly: "I've seen corpses." ”

...... "The little girl is so bold now?!" Yang Rou was in awe.

The ring finger of the deceased's right hand was cut off.

"I haven't seen it, but Sister An has seen it. Liu Yafei is full of suspicions, and she is really frightened. ”

Hua Qiao stood on tiptoe and patted her shoulder: "When you passed away this afternoon, remember to pretend that you don't know me." ”

Yang Rou frowned, and then understood.

"Okay. I changed my previous opinion of you, and I went up first. ”

Hua Qiao waved her little hand: "Goodbye, Sister Yang." The soft voice suddenly made Yang Rou's heart stagnate.

She used to be glaucoma to be so fierce to such a cute little girl.

Hua Qiao took advantage of the lunch break to go to the procuratorate, and the school did not restrict her movements, so she was in Shigao, which was the most convenient.

The gray sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds.

Looks like it's going to rain.

The rain washes away the blood, and the first crime scene must be found as soon as possible.

Hua Qiao is the only person who does not need to wear a school uniform except for Class F.

She took advantage of the changing of the guard in the student council to sneak into the archives and check the student files.

In the white paper, she picked out all the student files of Liu Yafei's class.

Hua Qiao felt that she shouldn't stop asking about the world at this time, otherwise she wouldn't even know who Liu Yafei knew now.

Alas!

The only sound of her flipping the paper was the sound of her turning the paper in the light-on archive room.

Suddenly, she flipped to a piece of vintage parchment.

The blood-red handwriting hadn't completely dried yet, so Hua Qiao stretched out her finger and wiped it, put it between her nose and sniffed it.

It's blood.

"Why am I looking for you?" She muttered.

Thorn - stab -

The lights are out!

The cool breeze blew open the door of the archive room with a damp breeze.

Da-da-da-da-da-

Footsteps rang out.

Hua Qiao pulled out the parchment and quickly hid behind the door.

"Looks like there's a power outage?"

"The archives have been like this for more than ten years, and the lamp has probably not been changed much, and the circuit is old, so there are usually power outages on such rainy days."

"It's strange, you said that Shigao is such a higher education college, why is the archive room so old?"

"Who knows."

"Wait a minute, why did the door open?" The light of a flashlight shone in, and Hua Qiao shrank in.

She seemed to have stepped on something.

"Where's the lock?" The sound outside the door made Hua Qiao suddenly realize something.

Lock!

When she came, the lock was still there, and it hung there.

Now, however, the lock is gone, meaning that someone has come after she entered the archives and taken the lock.

"Close it first. The corridor here is backlit, and the darkness is quite scary. ”

"Bang!" Someone closed the door to the archives.

Hua Qiao took out her mobile phone, and the screen of the mobile phone immediately lit up, and she looked behind her.

Blood splattered on the walls, there was a small pool of blood on the ground, and in the pool of blood, there was a small ring.

That's what she's stepping on.

"Rings? Looks like a wedding ring. ”

"Ring, ring finger ......"

Hua Qiao crouched on the ground to observe carefully, she rummaged something out of her pocket, put on her gloves, and carefully placed the ring in the pouch.

She stared at the parchment.

How does this handwriting feel a little familiar???

She put the parchment away with suspicion.

Hua Qiao turned on the flash and took a few pictures of the bloodstains. She called An Jinning: "Hey, Sister An." No, I have something I want to tell you......"

She told An Jinning about it.

Archives that have been violated or altered, ring fingers that have disappeared, wedding rings that have been filed in the archives...... There seem to be few clues and they are not related to each other, but these things must be threaded together by a thread.

Parchment, she didn't feel connected to the case.

That's supposed to be, for her.

Finally, Hua Qiao checked Liu Yafei's file.

Again, clean can't find any clues.

Hua Qiao walked out of the archive room, the sky was a little darker, and in the darkness, there seemed to be a sticky gaze staring at you.

"How do you ask?"

Hua Qiao thought deeply, but it was difficult to think of a way not to be suspicious.

"Let's wait for Sister An and them to visit." That's the right time.

When she went downstairs, she met a handsome and clean teenager.

Hua Qiao knew Du Jiang, the student council president, and she remembered very clearly the teenager who was nagging next to her ear when she first entered the school.

I wish I wanted to sew his mouth up.

Du Jiang greeted with a smile: "Classmate Hua Qiao, what a coincidence." ”

"It's okay." Hua Qiao looked indifferent.

"By the way, how did you get downstairs?" Du Jiang pointed to the stairs with some confusion.

Hua Qiao avoided answering and turned to the topic: "What are you going to do, President?" ”

"Ah, the archives room is old, and there will be power outages in the corridor here on rainy days, so I'll check the situation." He shook the flashlight in his hand.

She nodded knowingly: "Oh, then the president should go quickly, I won't stop you." ”

"Goodbye~" Du Jiang turned around and walked upstairs.

"Goodbye."

Hua Qiao staggered away, Du Jiang turned around and glanced at her back.

When I arrived at the garden corridor, there was a commotion among the surrounding students, and they ran in groups in a certain direction.

Hua Qiao grabbed someone casually and asked, "What's the matter, I see that they are all running to one place." ”

The girl gossiped and took Hua Qiao's hand,

"Classmate, you don't know yet, do you? Liu Yafei from Class C died, and now the prosecutor has come to the school to investigate the evidence. It's a once-in-a-decade liveliness, of course, you have to go and see it! ”

"Someone dies, and you are not afraid, not sad?"

The girl had a smile on her face: "Who is Liu Yafei, if she dies, she will die." Where did you get an antique, could it be a flower? ”

"I am."

“…… No wonder, big guy, don't you know? This Liu Yafei is a jian person who seduces people everywhere, and the bus of class C is also for the people when he dies. ”

"Okay, big guy, I won't tell you, I won't be able to eat melons if I'm late."

The girl ran out as fast as she could.

Hua Qiao raised an eyebrow.

Bus? Jian people?

This is diametrically opposed to the evaluation of Liu Yafei's neighbors.

She moved her feet and followed the crowd towards the principal's office.