I opened my eyes and looked around again, not letting go of every inch. After a while, I found that the first judgment just now was wrong, this room was not a utility room, or to be precise, it was not a utility room, and these scattered tables, chairs and books were all recently put in. This "recent" may have been yesterday or today!

The reason why the first reaction when I wake up is the utility room is because the things are not neat and scattered. But if it is a long-term room, there must be dust on those storage items after nearly a month and a half of teachers and students have a holiday.

It happened to be a sunny day, the sun was shining through the window, and I was sitting on the ground at eye level with some objects, and I could clearly see fingerprints in the dust on the tables, chairs, and the wrapping paper of books.

The fingerprints have shades of shade to represent the weight of the porter's hands. The climate in the north is relatively dry, and the dust particles in the air can be seen by the naked eye in the sun, but yesterday it was a rainy day and it was bound to be humid. It only dries again at night, so from the depth of the fingerprints, I can tell that these things were moved here after dawn.

So the question arises: why?

What prompted Father Xie or someone else to move things to this room? It's hard not to think of Gu Xi as he came down from the window on the second floor of the hotel, and the traces of iron filings stretched all the way to the school......

Suddenly, I had a bad feeling, and I went to capture the imperceptible breath just now, thinking in my heart: No, Gu Xi is a person who can hide the breath even if he is right next to you, this person must not be him!

But my heart was beating faster, and I couldn't sit still anymore. I got up on the ground, walked to the door and listened carefully, and after making sure that there was no one outside the door, I stared at the pile of debris again, there was not much space, it was the only place I could think of where I could hide people. Walking forward step by step, every foot felt like I was stepping on the tip of my heart, and I didn't dare to think deeply about the reason for bringing the clutter here.

And when I got closer, I suddenly smelled ...... There was a faint smell of blood, which made my heart sink to the bottom.

All kinds of bad thoughts are pouring up, no wonder there is a breath leaking, no wonder there are these miscellaneous things to be temporarily moved over, in order to ...... Hiding a corpse? My heart was shocked, no! I'm not dead yet, otherwise I wouldn't feel the breath of a man.

I was very anxious, but I couldn't let go of my hands and feet to move those things, for fear that the movement would be too loud and attract attention from the outside. Every time I lifted it gently, I had to put it down gently, and when I moved the tables and chairs one by one, and took down the bundles of books, the first thing I saw was a pair of feet exposed. At that moment, I almost stopped breathing.

Really, here it is.

But I soon realized that something was wrong, these feet, whether they were shoes or exposed trousers, were not what Gu Xi wore last night, and they were not his size. After a moment's hesitation, I continued to remove the books piled on top of this person, but I saw a face that I couldn't have imagined.

Uncle Grain and Oil Store!

This morning, I passed by his door after eating noodles from the restaurant, and I saw him busy in the store, but he was lying here in a coma with his eyes closed. There was a blood mark on the corner of his forehead, and it looked like he had been hit with a club.

But it's fair to say that I'm stuck here, why is he here? First knock on the unconscious, and then press on him with these many things, I'm afraid that if you don't die, you will lose half your life, no wonder the breath is so weak.

I didn't have time to restore the clutter to its original state when footsteps came from outside the door, and I couldn't do it all by pressing it all down on a man who had only one breath left. So I had to quickly pile up the books and put the tables and chairs on top of them. Just as the lock was ringing, and when the door was opened, I ran back to sit down, pretending to lie there and not move.

This time it was not only Father Xie who came in, but also the old principal. In contrast, I felt more chills at this old man, not only because he had lured me into being trapped here, but also because the look in his eyes standing behind the windowpane at that moment of turning my head made me feel creepy. At this moment, the way he looked at me, it was so cold that there was no trace of warmth.

The old principal stared at me for a moment and then asked in a cold voice, "Miss Chang, what are you looking for?" ”

My heart skipped a beat, almost thinking that they had seen through it. I can carefully identify the eyes and expressions, and the fact that I have not left my line of sight since entering the door, and the analysis may not be what I thought. The clutter in the afterglow is still disorganized, but as long as you get closer, you can find that a pit has been dug in the middle, and the uncle of the grain and oil store is impressively present in the space.

For now, the old headmaster didn't ask that.

I thought about it for a while and said, "If what I'm looking for is not what you think, I wonder if I can let the two of you let down your guard a little?" At this time, if I insist that I am here for "tourism", I am afraid that I will end up like that uncle in a while.

Seeing that Father Xie's eyes flashed, but he stood behind and didn't speak, but the old principal narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly: "Oh? If you don't say it, how will I know if it's what I think? ”

"Okay, I'll be honest with you." I smiled lightly and pretended to compromise: "I'm here to find someone." ”

"Looking for someone? Who are you looking for? This time, Father Xie couldn't help but ask, and the look on his face was also stunned.

I said, "Pen pals." ”

This answer surprised even the old headmaster, and the eyes behind the black-rimmed glasses showed doubts, but in an instant, he sighed: "Don't you tell the truth?" We don't even have a post office in town, what kind of pen pal are you looking for? ”

"Did I say it's a communication now?"

The old principal was stunned, "Not now?" ”

"I don't remember the specific time, I was in junior high school, and my pen pal said that it was very beautiful, with a sea of flowers all over the mountains. Later, although I lost contact, I still longed for it, so I found it. ”

"It's even more outrageous, where do we have any flowers all over the mountains here? And you found a school with a pen pal? ”

I was prepared to be questioned like this, and I said easily: "Didn't you just say that you have lost contact, so I will think about starting from school." Usually the school will have student files and so on, otherwise I would have run to this office area? ”

At this point, I have introduced the "antecedents" to my own behavior, and it makes perfect sense. The two questioning people will be suspicious, and this is what they want, not because they don't believe it, but because they don't give me a chance to make a statement. With this doubt, it means that there is a turnaround, but when the old principal asks with a deep face, "What's the name of your pen pal", I hesitated.

Suddenly, the gaze that shot at me froze, and Father Xie said coldly: "Can't say it? You made up pen pals and the like, tell me, what is the purpose of your coming to town? ”

I ignored him for a moment, only turned my eyes to the old man's face, and slowly reported his name: "His name is Xie Zhiyuan." ”

I considered making up a fake name instead, but after a quick flip in my mind, I still chose to say the name that I had been reluctant to mention. Because my eyes were fixed on the old principal, the flickering eyes behind his lenses could be seen very clearly, and compared to him, Father Xie was more uncontrollable and was about to rush forward with an arrow step, but the old principal stretched out his hand to stop him, and he couldn't hide the uncontrollable expression on his face.

I think I've achieved my goal of getting the names of the pen pals in their letters bluntly, and some of the facts are evident from the reactions of these two men.

It's just that the timing is not right, and the people are not right, so I can't open my mouth to ask. After waiting for a while, Father Xie also calmed down, and retreated behind the old principal with an expressionless face. My heart sank suddenly, if I could faintly see the murderous intent in the old man's eyes before, but Father Xie still showed that he just wanted to get to the bottom of it, and just now he glanced at me and the old man was exactly the same.

Unless the pen pal name I reported was related to the secret they were trying to hide, it wouldn't kill me in an instant.

As the saying goes, one wrong step is all wrong, and while I get the answer, I also put myself in a desperate situation. But who knows what will happen if I choose to remain silent or deny? At this time, no matter how much I said, it would definitely be useless, so I simply spread out and asked, "Do you know him?" ”

The old headmaster showed his first smile since entering the door, still the same as Wen Ru when he first saw it, "No matter where you heard this name, I can tell you for sure that he will not write to you, so this lie you made up is self-defeating." ”

I don't understand, why would he be so sure that Xie Zhiyuan would not write to me? And the meaning of his words is incomprehensible, he thinks that I have "heard" the name by some means. Obviously, both of them confessed to me that they were suspicious of the pen pal before, but now they don't believe it at all.

After a moment of silence, I also laughed, and only at this time did I understand why Gu Xi often showed such a half-ironic and half-contemptuous smile, because it had a deterrent effect. Looking at the old principal's obvious smile, I said, "You actually saw through it, but I ask myself how the whole story is made up without any flaws, how do you see it?" ”

The old principal put down the frame with his hand, and a fine light flashed in his eyes behind the glass lenses, "Since this is the case, I am not afraid to tell you, but if you use any of the words Xie Zhiyuan, you may still be able to fool around, but you just use the three words Xie Zhiyuan." ”

I frowned and deliberately asked, "Is this name really a real person?" ”

Father Xie snorted coldly, and said later: "It's not just that there is a real person, but also standing in front of you." ”