Zhao Qianqian also mentioned this situation.

"When I got married, I moved back home, and after that, there were two girls who moved into our dormitory, but they soon moved to other dorms, or they moved back home. Therefore, so far, only Zhao Qianqian lives in the dormitory. ”

"Do you still have the key to the dormitory?"

"Yes, I've been keeping it in my desk drawer."

"We want to go to Zhao Qianqian's dormitory."

"Yes, but not right now."

"Why?"

"Zhao Qianqian will go back to the dormitory at any time, if you want to go in and have a look, you must wait until she comes home, preferably at night."

"Okay, we'll listen to you."

"You leave me a phone number, as long as I see Zhao Qianqian riding a bicycle home, as long as she doesn't go back to the dormitory before eight o'clock, I'll call you."

When the conversation was about to end, Ouyang Ping remembered a very important question: "Xiao Feng, which university does Zhao Qianqian's boyfriend teach?" ”

"I don't know, Zhao Qianqian didn't talk about it."

"How tall is this person?"

"About 1.75 meters tall."

"How old?"

"Nine years older than Zhao Qianqian, when Zhao Qianqian fell in love with this person, Zhao Qianqian was twenty-one years old, and this person's current age should be around forty-five years old."

"In addition to the long hair, what other obvious features does this person have?"

"Under the man's right eye -- there are two black moles, one large and one small, in the bags under his eyes."

Ouyang Ping made the following notes in his notebook:

First, the height is 1.75 meters;

2. Age 45;

three, long hair;

Fourth, there are two black moles under the right eye, one large and one small.

After saying goodbye to Xiao Feng, Ouyang Ping and his entourage went directly to Jingnan Art Institute.

The car passed through Xinjiekou, went out of Hanzhong West Road, and turned right onto Huju South Road.

After the car crossed Qingliang Mountain, after a while, the signboard of Jingnan Art Institute appeared in front of you.

After Ouyang Ping explained his intentions, Director Zeng called and invited Director Qi of the Department of Fine Arts, and Director Qi also brought the information of all the teachers of the Department of Fine Arts.

After listening to Ouyang Ping's description, Director Qi shook his head: "Our art department does not have the person you described. ”

In order to increase the persuasiveness, Director Qi also flipped the information to the comrades one by one.

There is indeed no person Ouyang Ping is looking for in the information.

The comrades were very disappointed, and when they parted, the two directors provided another path for the comrades: in Jingnan City, there is a college of fine arts, in addition to Jingnan Art College, there is also a college, it is Xiaozhuang College, this school is a place for training primary school teachers, and the most prominent feature of this college is music and art majors.

So, the four of them went to Maigaoqiao Xiaozhuang Normal College again.

The car stopped at the gate of the school, and the doorman led the comrades to a building: "The duty room is on the second floor - turn left and turn the second office, and it is Dean Fu who is on duty today." ”

Now, it's summer vacation, and there's hardly anyone in the school.

Four people went up to the second floor. Turn left, and there is a piece of paper pasted on the door of the first office that reads Duty Room.

Han Lingling knocked on the door three times.

"Please come in." There is humanity inside the room.

Han Lingling gently pushed open the office door.

"Excuse me, are you Dean Fu?"

"Yes, you are?"

"We are from the criminal investigation team of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and we want to know a little bit about the situation from you."

"You may be seated." Dean Fu sat everyone down on the sofa and poured four glasses of water for everyone.

Ouyang Ping took out his notebook from his purse, flipped to one of the pages, and then placed the notebook on the desk in front of Dean Fu.

"Dean Fu, this was the situation fifteen years ago." Ouyang Ping added, "We don't know the name of this person. All we know is that he taught fine arts, and fifteen years ago, he served as a teaching assistant. ”

The vice dean looked at it for a while, then raised his head: "I've been working here for eleven years, so be it!" I called the head of the personnel department, Bian, who has been working here for more than 20 years. ”

"I'm sorry for your trouble."

"No trouble, during the summer vacation, we were very idle. I'm going to call. You wait patiently, Section Chief Bian's family lives in the south of the city, and I will send a car to pick him up. Dean Fu picked up the phone on his desk.

An hour later, a short, overweight man in his mid-fifties opened the door.

After Dean Fu made a few simple explanations to Section Chief Bian, Section Chief Bian took the notebook in Ouyang Ping's hand.

"Dean Fu, there used to be this person in the Fine Arts Department." Bian said.

Ouyang Ping heard it really well, "once", indicating that this person was no longer in Xiaozhuang Academy.

"Section Chief Bian, please tell us more about this person."

"This person's name is Tao Yafeng, and he left our Xiaozhuang Academy fifteen years ago."

"Where did you go?"

"Went to France."

"How did you end up in France?"

"He had something going on at our school, he couldn't stay any longer, and his family had overseas connections, so he went to France."

"What's wrong?"

"One of the student's parents wrote to the school leaders that he had taken advantage of his position to play with several female students. The school formed a case handling team to investigate the matter. ”

"How did it turn out?"

"Tao Yafeng is really bad."

"Why haven't we heard of this?" Dean Fu said.

"In order to protect the ** of several students, the investigation was conducted in secret. Tao Yafeng not only toyed with several female students, but also caused very serious consequences. ”