What about Big Fat, Xiaolin, Feipeng? Thinking of this, the beads of sweat on my head kept falling, and an invisible fear surrounded me.

I ran to the school like crazy, and when I returned to the dormitory where it was empty, I ran to the school training room again, and there was no, and I collided with Zhang Wushi in the instructor's office in the corridor.

Zhang Wushi was wearing a gray jacket, he was not tall and a little short and fat, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and there was a kind of ability between his eyebrows, he had won the ranking in the national sanda competition, I am my coach. I respected him so much that when he saw me open his mouth, he asked:

"Han Bing, why didn't you go home on the weekend?

I said anxiously: "It's not interesting to go home, by the way, have you seen my dormitory, Big Fat, Xiaolin, Feipeng?"

Zhang Wushi squinted at me: "Didn't the three of them go home for the weekend yesterday?" Why did I start thinking about them after I didn't see them overnight.

I was stunned when I heard this, "No way, we were still last night," I stopped in the middle of speaking.

Martial Master Zhang looked at me in confusion, what did you do last night?

It dawned on me that the school was a boarding school and that if I found a student running out at night, I would be punished.

I said hesitantly, "I didn't do anything, I have slept in the same dormitory with the three of them for a few years, and I haven't seen them in the morning, so I'm a little unused to it."

Martial Master Zhang smiled and didn't say much: "Hehe, you kid."

Without waiting for Martial Master Zhang to finish speaking, I made an excuse to leave. When I got back to my bedroom, I was alone, lying on the bed in my bedroom, tired and tired but unable to sleep.

I looked at the calendar on the wall, and I suddenly sat up as if I had been electrocuted, staring at the calendar, Friday, April 14, 2000, yesterday was Friday, Saturday and Sunday were school holidays.

Big Fat, Xiaolin, Feipeng, the three of them, took the special bus home from school yesterday afternoon, am I dreaming again.

Ever since I had a high fever for more than a week, I felt that sometimes, my head was a little abnormal, and they often talked about me, always talking in my sleep at night, and sometimes talking to myself alone.

I gave myself an excuse that I thought was perfect, and when I looked down at my shoes, I instantly shattered the lie I had made, and the white sneakers were clearly covered with fresh, undried mud, which did not mean that I had indeed spent the night in the poplar path.

I trembled with my hands, tore at my sideburns, and a piercing pain made me sure that I was not dreaming, and my mind was full of questions, whether Da Fat, Xiaolin, and Feipeng had gone home, who they saw on the poplar path, and who was the familiar and unfamiliar female voice in my ears.

This series of questions, like a huge question mark, swirled and intertwined in my mind.

I lit a cigarette, took a sharp puff, and exhaled a cloud of smoke in deep thought.

Yesterday morning, after we woke up at 6 o'clock, the whole class gathered on the playground for exercise, and then went back to the dormitory to wash.

At 7:30 a.m., the four of us ate in the cafeteria, had a cultural class, it started to rain during the lunch break, and at 14:30 in the afternoon, we started practicing in the training room for the last sanda class of the week.

At 16:30, the school ended, and I went back to the dormitory with Da Fat, Xiaolin, and Feipeng to play poker, planning not to go home this weekend, and to go to the town game room for the night together.

It didn't take long for Uncle Wang in the communication room to call Feipeng to answer the phone, and after Feipeng came back, he said that his grandmother had a 70th birthday, and he was going home this weekend, and then he began to pack his luggage.

Da Fat, Xiao Lin and the two of them, some of them also packed their luggage and prepared to go back to their respective homes.

I was a little disappointed, and when I got them on the last bus, it was getting dark.

I went to the cafeteria to get a dish, a bag of peanuts, 2 bottles of beer, and fell asleep drinking alone.

I feel much more relaxed when I think about it, and it turns out that I have been dreaming that the mud on my shoes must have been stained by drinking too much, and when I went to the toilet or bought cigarettes when I was not awake.

I glanced at the beer bottle on the table again, and it was completely logical.

My heavy heart was a little relieved. I stretched, let out a long yawn, and my eyelids drooped heavily.

At this moment, the dormitory was suddenly pushed open, and Martial Master Zhang broke in.

"Han Bing, get up and follow me to the principal's office."

Before I could react, I was dragged up by Zhang Wushi, and I followed him to the principal's office in a daze, and asked him what was wrong on the way, but he didn't say anything.

When I arrived at the principal's office, Principal Liu was chatting with two men in police uniforms.

As soon as President Liu saw me come in, he introduced, "

"This is Han Bing from the second class of Sanda in our school, just ask if you have anything, right?

One of the police officers, put down the teacup in his hand, took out a black notebook from his bag, and said sternly:

"Hello, Han Bing, I am Wang Qibin of the sixth team of the accident brigade, this is my colleague Li Chunshan, we are looking for you today to learn something about the situation with you.

I was asked a little inexplicably and warily said:

"What are you looking for me for, I haven't broken the law!

The police officer surnamed Wang laughed, "You don't have to be nervous, we don't mean anything else."

He casually took out three household registration photos from his notebook and handed them to me, "Do you know them?"

I took the photo: "Isn't this Da Fat, Xiao Lin, and Fei Peng?"

Officer Wang stared at me, was silent for a long time, and asked in a very unnatural tone:

"Big Fat, Xiao Lin, Fei Peng, the three of them did not come back last night, Officer Wang just finished asking, I suddenly had an ominous premonition, I blurted out, Big Fat, Xiao Lin, Fei Peng is not in trouble.

Officer Wang was stunned for a moment, and then asked me:

"What are you referring to when you say about this incident? , I didn't expect Officer Wang to ask me that, and I didn't know how to reply for a while.

Officer Wang is a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a white police hat, a long face with Sichuan character lines, and a pair of flat-horned eyes, with an indescribable shrewdness in his eyes.

He kept staring into my eyes as I spoke.

I was stared at a little hairy, I glanced at another police officer next to him, the man had been sitting on the sofa, his face was calm and did not say a word, a dark yellow brown paper in his hand, clearly written a few words, Wulitang traffic accident file.

At this time, Zhang Wushi took over and said: "Han Bing, you tell the truth, don't be nervous, Officer Wang and Officer Li are also very anxious, after all, the life and death of the three of them are uncertain now."

Martial Master Zhang's words were like a hammer, smashing directly on my head, at this time my brain was blank, and I tried to calm myself, I said

"After school yesterday afternoon, the three of them, Da Fat, Xiao Lin, and Fei Peng, packed their bags and went home for the weekend. I was a little angry and blamed the three of them for leaving me in the dorm.

When it was time for dinner, I was depressed, so I bought a few bottles of beer and went back to my dorm to drink, and before I knew it, I was drunk.

I don't know if it was a dream at the time, or if the three of them really came back, and the three of them took me to the game room in the town for the night.

I went with them, and when we walked to the poplar tree path north of the school, it started to rain, and we took shelter under a tree.

Because the rain was getting heavier and heavier, we gave up going back to school overnight.

After walking a few steps, the three of them saw a row of people on the road in front of them, about a dozen people and about a dozen people, men and women, but I didn't see anything, because it was dark and the road was slippery, the three of them wanted to walk with them, and I didn't follow them because I was too tired.

Then I went back to school alone, and I still don't know if it was a dream or if the three of them did come back to me last night.

Speaking of this, I secretly glanced at Principal Liu, and I saw that his face was a little red, and he was embarrassed to have a seizure, and his expression was like constipation, while baring his teeth and struggling in pain.

I looked at the two officers again, and saw that they were looking at each other with a shocked expression, and their faces were clearly full of disbelief.