I thought Qiao Wei would wake up late or later than I did, because I had heard that the pace of life in the British was very slow—although Qiao Wei should be 80 percent Chinese, after all, his curly hair made me prefer to classify him as a foreigner.

To my surprise, Qiao Wei got up very early, which can be guessed from the breakfast on the table, and he was also drinking milk while TV news, exactly like in his own home, not polite to me at all.

Seeing that I came out, Qiao Wei immediately smiled and nodded at me and said, "Morning, I made some breakfast, and I will eat first when I see that you haven't gotten up." I have already contacted Tang Hui, and I will go directly to his bureau at ten o'clock in the morning to meet. ”

I quickly thanked him, then brushed my teeth and washed my face before coming back to taste Qiao Wei's breakfast. Breakfast is very simple, milk, bread and fried eggs, although it is not very delicious, but it is at least several grades better than Shu Xin's cooking.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, Qiao Wei and I went to Tang Hui's city bureau on time, and then spent nearly half an hour explaining the causes and consequences of Wang Dongmei's suicide and the suspicious points in it to Tang Hui. The next investigation was handed over to Tang Hui to deal with, and Qiao Wei and I went to the next stop to visit Zhang Hongliang.

Things were as I expected, Qiao Wei's uncle Taishi got Zhang Hongliang with a phone call. After that, Zhang Hongliang asked Qiao Wei and I to meet at two o'clock in the afternoon at the Xiangju Tea House. The Xiangju Tea House is very close to my house, and it doesn't even take ten minutes to walk there. So Qiao Wei and I went back to my house and stayed at home until 1:40 before going out.

The two of us arrived on the second floor ten minutes early, and Zhang Hongliang was already sitting in the private room before the two of us. Like ordinary leader-level figures, Zhang Hongliang is also wide, fat, and oily, but the rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose make him look more literati.

Of course, I know Zhang Hongliang, but Zhang Hongliang doesn't know me, so I walked to the door of the private room and knocked lightly on the open door of the room, and then said: "Principal Zhang, we have contacted before, my name is Lei Sheng, this is Mr. Qiao Wei, who is now in charge of the buttons in the school." ”

Zhang Hongliang's gaze only stayed on my face for less than half a second before turning to Qiao Wei, and after being stunned for a moment, he hurriedly stood up and shook hands with Qiao Wei and said: "Fortunately, I didn't expect that the young man introduced by Mr. Qi turned out to be a foreigner, I was busy before and I just returned to Heilongjiang recently, I really didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it." ”

Zhang Hongliang completely ignored me, I guess it was nothing in his eyes, at best he was just Qiao Wei's little follower.

Qiao Wei shook hands with Zhang Hongliang and nodded with a smile: "I entered the church at the age of eighteen, and I have been doing ghost things for nine years. By the way, it was my mother who came to school last year to pass the button. ”

"Oh? This should be called a tiger mother without a dog, right? ”

"I guess my mother shouldn't like people saying that she is a tigress~"

"Haha, what a humorous young man! Come ~ sit inside. ”

Zhang Hongliang smiled as he let Qiao Wei into the private room, his attitude was respectful, but he was still lukewarm to me.

After all three of us were seated, the waiter came over and poured tea and left.

Because it is not a weekend, and it is an improper time period of two o'clock in the afternoon, there are no other guests in the tea house, and the entire second floor has simply become our private venue. It is estimated that Zhang Hongliang also took a fancy to this, so he chose here, so that a semi-public figure like him does not need to scruple about anything, and can say whatever he wants.

After only taking a symbolic sip of tea, Qiao Wei directly asked Zhang Hongliang if he knew how many people on the school side knew where all the buttons were.

Because Qiao Wei's uncle, who was also Mr. Qi in Zhang Hongliang's mouth, had already told Zhang Hongliang the general situation of the matter, Zhang Hongliang didn't ask much else and replied directly: "There are only two people in total who know, one of me, and the dean of the School of Foreign Languages." ”

"You mean that Zheng Lili?" I took over.

Zhang Hongliang was stunned for a moment, and finally began to face me.

I quickly explained that I was a student at his school, and now it has been five years since I graduated, and my girlfriend is still a teacher at the school, so I know more about the situation in each college. Of course, I said that these are official languages, but in fact I know Zheng Lili entirely because of Zhang Hongliang.

Zheng Lili knew that she was a woman when she heard the name, she was just forty-one years old this year, but she had been sitting in the position of dean of the School of Foreign Languages for almost five years. Speaking of which, this Zheng Lili is younger than when Zhang Hongliang first became the dean, and there are rumors that she will be promoted to vice president next year, and she may also become the board of directors of the main school.

On the surface, Zheng Lili looks like a strong woman, but in fact, many school teachers know that she has a leg behind Zhang Hongliang's back, but she doesn't dare to say much because of face or her situation at school, and Shu Xin only told me these gossips when she went home and lay down in the bed.

It is estimated that it is because of this relationship here, so when I said Zheng Lili's name, Zhang Hongliang's expression was obviously a little unnatural.

Anyway, the words have already been spoken, so I simply asked Weishenme Zheng Lili will know about the button. In fact, my main purpose was to find a step for Zhang Hongliang and let him make up an excuse to avoid embarrassment, but I didn't expect this question to really ask some material.

Zhang Hongliang said: "I met Mr. Qi through Zheng Lili's strong recommendation. Last year, when Mr. Qiao's mother came to school, she was also accompanied by Zheng Lili. ”

"Does she know anything about ghosts?" I asked.

"Her brother is in the real estate business and is very particular about feng shui, so he knows many masters in this area. After the renovation of the new school building in 02, she approached me and proposed to make some ghost decoration for the school, which I thought was a bit ridiculous, but I actually saw the ghost that night, and I saw it with my own eyes. ”

Qiao Wei and I glanced at each other in unison, and it was obvious that he and I had thought of going together—there seemed to be something strange about this Zheng Lili.

But a female dean who is proud of her life in school, Weishenme, will summon ghosts to kill people? This obviously doesn't make sense. I didn't dwell too much on this contradictory issue, and continued to ask along the topic of Zhang Hongliang: "Do you remember the situation at that time?" Where did you see the ghost? ”

"Remember, I will never forget it in my life!" Zhang Hongliang swallowed his saliva, paused for a moment, and then continued: "At that time, it was more than one o'clock in the middle of the night, and Zheng Lili suddenly called me to go to the new teaching building, saying that there was something important to tell me. I remember that I arrived at the new school building at 2 o'clock in 10 minutes, and after meeting Zheng Lili, she took me up the stairs to the sixth floor without saying anything. As soon as I got out of the staircase, I heard a woman's laughter, and then I saw a long-haired woman with a bleeding belly......"

Zhang Hongliang's voice trembled a little, and he had to stop and take out a handkerchief from the inside pocket of his jacket to wipe the sweat from the corner of his forehead.