The breeze carried some drizzle, and the drizzle stuck to some of the withered yellow leaves, and the yellow leaves and rain fell to the ground one by one through the sparse crowd, and the rain spread small ripples on the newly accumulated pond. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was the first rain since the beginning of autumn, the sky was so gray that I couldn't open my eyes, the temperature was already a little biting, and there were only sparse umbrellas of various styles wandering in the streets, and sometimes a few words of laughter were heard, and then drowned in the sound of rain.

A soft humming sound kneaded with the sound of drizzle, ethereal shuttle through the air, with a "bang", the humming stopped, the drizzle became fast, and the ground was bright red.

"The deceased's name is Wanqiu, a senior high school student at Shengnan Middle School, 18 years old this year, 165 tall, family situation is ominous, and the cause of death should be suicide."

A young policeman with a delicate face and a little tired eyes held a notebook, and his tone was a little trembling and he recounted the situation of the deceased to Xiao An.

"The cause of death should be suicide?"

Xiao An caught four times in his eyes, as if no detail could escape his eyes, and asked sternly.

The young policeman paused, and then slowly spoke again:

"Because before she jumped, no, I should say before she died, someone heard her humming, and made sure no one was with her, and there was no clue that anyone else in the classroom was with her."

Xiao An looked up at the teaching building, which stood alone in the still gray sky, something quickly flashed through his mind, and he said:

"Then can you explain why she committed suicide at noon, and why she committed suicide in the classroom?"

The young policeman was a little flustered:

"This ......"

Xiao An glanced at the young policeman, and his sharp eyes focused on the deceased again.

"You still tell me when the deceased died, and who called the police first."

The young policeman quickly flipped through his notebook, his hands trembling slightly.

The person who called the police was Wang Shizhong, 45 years old this year, a physics teacher at our school, Gu said that he had lunch and was about to go out to run errands, when he found the deceased and called the police. According to the appraisal of our medical experts, the deceased died between 12:30 and 1:10, and Mr. Wang should have found it at about 1:15. ”

Xiao An listened carefully, his face extremely solemn.

"Physics teacher? Is there a pedagogical connection with the deceased? ”

"It is understood that Mr. Wang had any contact with the deceased, and even now I know that the deceased was a student of this school, why don't you meet him and find out the situation in person?"

Xiao An was silent for a while,

"You don't need to see him for the time being, you first know about the deceased's family situation, as well as social relations, if you have any important information, report to me immediately."

"Yes, Team Shaw."

"And if there is any new situation on the appraisal team, report to me in time, I will explore the scene again, you can go."

"Yes."

The young policeman saluted and ran back, leaving Xiao An alone under the empty teaching building, and the school was also on holiday because of Wanqiu's affairs, so the school was exceptionally quiet at this time, and it was a little unusually quiet.

"Suicide?"

This word kept echoing in Xiao An's mind, he immediately shook his head, with years of experience in investigating crimes, this was not a simple suicide, he looked around again, and walked towards the classroom office building.

On the road to the teacher's office building, the sky has cleared slightly, the sun is shining on the ground, and the stagnant water on the ground reflects the golden light.

Xiao An lit a cigarette and stood in this harmonious calm, his head pondering the case of the girl's suicide, and his mouth was chattering,

"Wanqiu"

A fallen leaf slowly passed by him, and his eyes followed the fallen leaves to the ground, and the fallen leaves were like Wanqiu's body in his mind, slowly falling from the teaching building, and falling to the ground, looking at Xiao An with hideous eyes, extremely terrifying.

The sweat on Xiao An's forehead had already crossed his cheeks, his eyes were wide open and he was looking at the place where the fallen leaves had landed, and the cigarette in his hand was burning to the cigarette butt, and he didn't react until he burned his fingers, and the hideous Wanqiu in front of him had turned into fallen leaves. Xiao An shook his head hard, he has been handling cases for many years, and the scenes when he logically simulated the death of the deceased were countless, but the first time he simulated Wanqiu's death, it would be so frightening and weird, no, this was not what he wanted to simulate, but another invisible force to guide himself to think like this, Xiao An felt that Wanqiu's death was not a suicide at this time.

Xiao An fought a cold war, he looked at the fallen leaves again, and said with some regret:

"It's really a young girl, and it's gone."

He quickly remembered that he was going to the teacher's office building, and the hurried figure disappeared into the golden light, leaving only the fallen leaf motionless, as if dead.

Xiao An, male, 40 years old this year, works in the detective team of the police station, 15 years of police years, has experienced hundreds of large and small death cases, whether it is suicide, homicide, accidental death, and other cases handled by the police, he has participated in them, and served as the leader of the detective team, all death cases must be agreed by his hand, signed to confirm which type of death.

Hobbies are to solve death cases, read detective novels, and solve no less than hundreds of cases by himself, known as "death detective", why is he a death detective, it should be his murderous detective style. Personally, he likes to smoke, has a docile personality, and is single.

(In the Teacher's Office Building)

"What's going on?"

A strong and powerful voice asked.

The person who spoke had pale temples, a pair of piercing eyes under rimless glasses, a somewhat thin face but a little angry, 170 tall, over 60 years old, standing with strong legs, and in front of him was a face that did not dare to speak, yes, this person was Principal Zhou of Shengnan Middle School.

Principal Zhou is highly respected in this city, self-esteem, kindness, and orderly school management, as long as he is asked, others are all admired, and his reputation is no less than that of "Death Detective" Xiao An.

"Teacher Wu, you say."

A middle-aged man with a height of only 165, fat head and big ears, baldness, and a beer belly got up, and also wore a pair of rimless eyes, he was Wanqiu's homeroom teacher, the school's well-known teacher who loves to beat people, every time the students in their class talked about him, they were angry, and the other classes hated him.

He nervously pushed his eyes:

"Headmaster, the death of classmate Wanqiu was an accident, our school has not had a single death after hundreds of years, this time ......."

Principal Zhou interrupted Mr. Wu and said:

"It's just that this kind of thing hasn't happened in our school before, and this kind of thing has happened in my hands, tell me what's going on?"

Teacher Wu is famous, of course Principal Zhou knows this, he just wants to find out if Teacher Wu has done anything too much to Wanqiu. Principal Zhou glanced at Teacher Wu, Teacher Wu's heart tightened again, and he pushed his glasses again:

"No, principal, I don't have a ......, although I do have a bad temper, but Wanqiu is a top student, and it is the hope that our class can be admitted to a key university, I can't be good to her, how can I ......, it's just that her family situation is not very good."

Principal Zhou said to himself:

"The family situation is not good?"

Then he said: "The death of this student has happened, who should be held accountable and who is not investigated, the police have their own conclusions, you go back, Teacher Wu stays, Xiao Wang went to the archives to get Wanqiu's file." ”

When the other teachers had a meeting, Mr. Wu asked tremblingly:

"Headmaster, why am I staying?"

Principal Zhou sighed,

"Wait for the police."

Teacher Wu was about to speak, but he held back and didn't speak.