"Can you tell me about the secret room?" Zhang Fei interrupted Lao Li's memories, "I really want to study hard." ”

"Okay." Lao Li's answer was brief.

It was very cold that day, so we all wanted to stay in the police station and not come out, but it backfired, and a rush of bells broke the rare silence, saying that there was a murder at MM Art School, and the deceased was clutching his neck as if he had seen a ghost. As soon as they heard that there was a case, the police station immediately dispatched the police to the scene of the crime. When I arrived at the scene, I found that the scene was really weird, the scene was a classroom, the doors and windows were locked, and only someone broke the door in front of me, but the person who broke the door said that he hadn't moved anything except this door, so strange, was the deceased committing suicide? Although the scene is very weird, I don't know why it doesn't think of dirty things.

There was a scream from the crowd: "It's Hong Xin, it must be her, she came back to ask for her life." ”

I immediately went up and asked, "Who is this Hong Xin?" Come back and ask for your life? Is she dead? ”

The student was trembling and speechless, and finally felt a lot more comfortable under the comfort of a female police officer, and then said in a low voice: "My name is Feng Yun, and Hong Xin is in the same dormitory, and they are also good sisters, Hong Xin is very good, very cheerful, and very liked by the teacher, especially her dance is simply a fairy." But one day she ran back in despair, and I thought it was very bad, and immediately asked her what was the matter, but she just kept silent. Later, Hong Xin was repeatedly sluggish, and there was no longer the original cheerfulness, so the state was maintained for 2 months, and 2 months later, tragedy happened, Hong Xin was found hanging in the classroom, this is the classroom, so it is Hong Xin, Hong Xin She came back to ask for her life, it should be just to see Teacher Wang Xuan, oh, this is Teacher Wang Xuan lying on the ground, she must have just seen the teacher, so she asked the teacher for her life. ”

I didn't believe in any kind of murder at the time, but it was a secret room.

It's all back to square one.

Just when everyone thought it was weird, I didn't think so, so I searched Wang Xuan's body and found that in addition to some things to prove his identity, there was only a bag of chocolates, the chocolate was melted on the outside, but it was still very the inside, and there were also some receipts for buying flowers. My first feeling is that this person must be a master of love, I can't think of it, I learned to deceive other people's emotions at a young age, and I deserved to be miserable, although I thought so in my heart, but the action on the surface did not stop, but, I never found anything else. Then, I began to search the scene, except for some footprints found at the scene, there was nothing else, but the strange thing was that the footprints were in the back of the classroom, but Mr. Wang Xuan died in the front of the classroom, which made me conclude that this was more of a murder, not some ghost asking for his life, and the murderer must be an acquaintance of the deceased.

So began to investigate the incident, starting with the cleaner who found the deceased, according to the cleaner:

"I was cleaning and I saw a guy lying in the house, so I called the police and banged on the door, and you guys came, and that's it."

"So it's a secret room, it's interesting." That's what I said at the time.

I checked the doors and windows, and they were indeed tightly closed, and according to other witnesses at the scene, no one closed the windows at the time, and there was no fact that someone closed the windows afterwards.

No, I must have overlooked something, I must have overlooked something, that's what I thought at the time. Suddenly, a word from the cleaner woke me up. I understand, but that person doesn't have the time to commit crimes, and he doesn't have the ability to commit crimes, who is it, who has such a great ability to complete these two steps. It must be something I've overlooked. Identification information, chocolates, receipts for buying flowers, footprints, the deceased pinching his neck. As soon as one thing came to my mind, I finally understood that it was no wonder that this unusual phenomenon had occurred. I know, as long as I investigate, I can make this murderer have nothing to hide.