Zhangjiatang House hangs a straw mat with a black word "Lay" written on white paper.

Qiao Xi stood at the gate and looked at the scene inside, and his heart was also a little sad because of this sad atmosphere.

After standing for a while, Zhang Dongmei's eldest brother Zhang Dongsheng was the first to notice her and came out to greet her, "Are you my sister's classmate?" I saw you in Dongmei's photo album. ”

"Yes, I'm Dongmei's classmate, Qiao Xi, I heard that Dongmei had an accident, so I came to see her." Qiao Xi introduced himself.

"Oh, okay, it's rare that you have the heart to come, please come in."

Zhang Dongsheng brought her into the hall, where there was a mourning hall, and Zhang Dongmei's urn was placed in the center, with a black-and-white photo in front of it.

The girl in the photo has clear eyebrows and a slight smile on her face, looking at her quietly, which makes her can't help but think back to the past.

remembered the time when she used to play with Zhang Dongmei when she was in school, and she can still remember her voice and smile clearly.

But in the blink of an eye, that fresh life disappeared from this world forever.

How can it not make people feel sad and regretful?

Zhang Dongmei's mother, sister and several girls and aunts were crying in front of the mourning hall, Zhang Dongsheng stepped forward to say a few words to his mother, and Zhang's mother heard that her daughter's classmates came to mourn and got up to greet her.

"It's Dongmei's classmate?"

"Yes, Auntie, I heard that Dongmei had an accident, come and see."

"Alas, okay, thank you for remembering my Dongmei, but it's a pity that my Dongmei can't see you anymore......"

Zhang's mother kept crying, and Qiao Xi had to say a few more words of comfort, "Auntie, you have to mourn and change!" No matter what, the murderer must be caught and Dongmei will be given justice. ”

"Yes, my Dongmei died too unjustly, I feel sad to think about it...... Come and see her! ”

Zhang's mother cried and took Qiao Xi's hand and took her over to see the spiritual position, Qiao Xi burned a few valuable sheets for Zhang Dongmei in the paper burner, praying that she could rest in heaven.

After Qiao Xi paid tribute to Zhang Dongmei, he went to the place where the condolence book was held and gave a gift of ten yuan.

Ten yuan in the eighties, put it today, is worth a lot of money, Zhang's mother and Zhang Dongsheng thanked her again and again, and kept her to eat before leaving.

After a simple meal, before Qiao Xi left, he made such a request, "Auntie, can I go to Dongmei's room to have a look?" ”

Zhang's mother agreed, "Yes, let Dongmei and her brother take you." ”

So, Qiao Xi followed Zhang Dongsheng to Zhang Dongmei's room before his death.

The room is very warm and tidy, and there are many photos pressed under the glass on the desktop, all of which are photos of Zhang Dongmei before her death, as well as photos of her and her friends and family.

Thinking of Zhang Dongmei's case, Qiao Xi asked with concern, "Brother Dongsheng, has Dongmei's case been solved now?" ”

"Not yet, no clues found."

"Did the police come to the house to investigate?"

"I investigated, and I asked a lot of questions, and I don't know when I will catch the murderer." Zhang Dongsheng sighed after speaking.

"Before Dongmei died, did she behave abnormally? Have you ever said anything? ”

"No, it was a fair that day, and she said she was going to the last set, but she never came back."

"Oh."

Qiao Xi didn't ask anything more, flipped through the books on the bookshelf casually, and Zhang Dongsheng said, "Sister Qiao Xi, you take a slow look here first, I still have something to do outside." ”

"Okay, big brother, you go get busy."

After Zhang Dongsheng left, Qiao Xi continued to flip through the books in Zhang Dongmei's house.

There are a lot of old books on the shelves from when I used to go to school, and Qiao Xi picked them out from them to read.

In many books, you can still see the delicate handwriting left by Zhang Dongmei before.

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