After all the big guys were gone, Han Chao was the last to leave the classroom, intending to take a closer look in the classroom to see if he could find any useful clues.

But nothing came of it. When Han Chao returned to the dormitory, he felt a little depressed in his heart, he hadn't gotten any of the fragments of the relics entrusted by the professor, and a strange murder had happened around him.

"Where did you go", Huang Qipang asked when he saw Han Chao pushing the door in.

"It's okay, I'm just going to do the math casually"

"At this juncture, don't walk around, a person just died, and the murderer is a murderer who takes revenge on society. Always look for the next prey."

Huang Qipang said that there were words in vibour, as if there was already some definite evidence.

Zhao Zijian was noncommittal.

"Then don't let me meet him! Otherwise, a slap will definitely kill him", it turns out that Zhao Zijian grew up in the countryside since he was a child, the countryside is mountainous, Zijian often follows his father to hunt in the mountains, and after so many years, he has killed more than one wild boar of hundreds of catties.

Don't be poor, you two, I always feel that there is something strange about this matter.

Han Chao wanted to say something to remind them, but he was really afraid that if he said too much, he would be exposed, so he could only point to it.

The next morning. This time, it was Zijian who hurriedly pushed them away from the outside.

This strong man of more than 1.9 meters, his dark face almost turned pale.

"Zhou Ming! Zhou Ming is missing!"

Things really got complicated, Han Chao thought. I have already judged that there is something wrong with this Zhou Ming, and this Zhou Ming is missing now.

This will definitely not be a coincidence. Someone, like himself, found out that Zhou Ming had a problem, and that person was most likely the murderer of Wang Cheng.

Who could that person be?

It was another class gathering, only this time, there were still a lot of policemen in the class, and the counselor Zhang Peng stood in the class, as if he was ten years old.

This is his first job after graduation, and it is the first class he has taken in his life. And as a result, there is currently one dead and one missing.

The whole class and even the whole department began to search the whole process, and the surveillance was also called up, but nothing was found. In the evening, a police officer found blood stains on the lake, the blood stains were not obvious, but it was a clue after all, so the police sent people to salvage the entire lake.

Zhou Ming's body was really salvaged. Man would have died a long time ago, by suffocation.

Wang Xiaoli is very irritable, no, very, very irritable. As a highly talented student of Zhonghua Police University, China's highest police academy, he encountered two bizarre murders just after being assigned to the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

The boss has given an order to die, and the case must be solved within two weeks.

After listening to the forensic report, Wang Xiaoli kicked the big tree next to her. Because the forensic autopsy report is of no use.

Death by suffocation, preliminary estimate is 2 p.m. Zhou Ming's roommate was very sure that at about 11 o'clock in the evening, the lights went out in the dormitory, and Zhou Ming went to bed like everyone else.

There is only one possibility, Zhou Ming went out in the middle of the night. And Zhou Ming's roommate in the dormitory is very sure that when he wakes up during the day, the door of his dormitory is the same as when he sleeps at night, and it is locked.

Then obviously, Zhou Ming should not have gone out of the door, but only through the window. However, Zhou Ming's dormitory is on the 6th floor......

It seemed that all reasonable speculations were blocked, and Wang Xiaoli had no clue at all, and she investigated until 10 o'clock in the evening before dragging her tired body back to her apartment.

Just as she was taking off her shirt, she was stunned.

In the left pocket of the police uniform, there is a ball of paper.

"The murderer is in the class"

These are a few crooked words, which look particularly glaring in the silence of the night in the light of the apartment. The person who wrote clearly deliberately did not want others to discover the handwriting. And there are no fingerprints on the whole paper.

Wang Xiaoli fell into deep thought. It is not excluded that when he was investigating the case, the real murderer mixed in the crowd and gave himself this note, thus confusing the direction of the investigation.

The second possibility is that the real culprit is indeed in the class as written on the note, and it is inconvenient for this person who knows the truth to come forward.

Intuitively, Wang Xiaoli thinks it's the latter. Otherwise, this real murderer is a little too bold, and he really dares to approach the police so openly?

The next day, Wang Xiaoli went straight to the School of Archaeology with a few policemen and pulled all the students into the bureau.

"That's... Police, what are you doing here, why did you bring us all here?"

Many students asked in panic.

"Don't be nervous, because of the need to handle the case, you need to be wronged and cooperated, okay?"

Wang Xiaoli was too lazy to talk to the flowers in these greenhouses, and after a few perfunctory words, her subordinates began to take this group of high-achieving students of the School of Archaeology to visit the prison.

At the same time, high-definition cameras are available throughout the trip. Wang Xiaoli and the professional criminal investigators looked solemn in the criminal investigation room, looking at the picture and analyzing the expressions and every move of all the students.

The tour begins with the interrogation room and the confinement room, where all kinds of unheard-of torture methods are displayed in front of these seventeen or eighteen-year-old young people.

Halfway through ......the visit, some girls began to cry in fright.

Even a few men turned pale with fright.

"I want to go home, I don't want to go to school anymore", among them, Zhang Ling, who cried the most, this girl refused to move forward while crying.

Han Chao glanced at Zhang Ling in surprise, he felt that there was something wrong with this Zhang Ling that day. Now this girl's performance makes him unable to figure out the truth or falsehood, is his intuition wrong? Or is the murderer this girl, she is acting?

Maybe the two policemen who led the team saw that Zhang Ling's fear didn't seem to be fake, so they beckoned one person to take Zhang Ling away first, and as for the others, I'm sorry, go on, unless you cry as fiercely as Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling was taken out to wait for other students to visit in a room alone, because after the visit was a concentrated training, Zhang Ling, who was so frightened that her face turned pale, pouted and waited in the waiting room, her hand holding the mobile phone was trembling, as if she had not recovered from the fright.

The whole tour lasted an hour and was not over. Interspersed are detailed explanations of the various tortures and preferential treatment for those who confess to leniency.

The people with active minds gradually realized that this was the policeman who felt that the real murderer might be among his classmates, and they were inexplicably trembling with their hearts. yes, who would kill their two classmates soon after the start of school?

With this kind of classmate, maybe one day it will be you who will be killed.

After the visit, the students began to divide into groups of five and receive questions.

Work began at 10 a.m. and lasted until 5:30 p.m., when the police department provided the students with packed lunches.

At about 6 o'clock, all the students took pictures and filled in their names and phone numbers on a statistical form before leaving the police station.

"Team Wang, I don't see anything strange, who do you think has a problem?", a young male police officer asked Wang Xiaoli with a smile. From the beginning, he disagreed with Wang Xiaoli's inference that the murderer was among the students.

"Hmph..."Wang Xiaoli glanced at the male policeman with disdain.

"That's because you still have too much to learn!", after speaking, Wang Xiaoli walked out of the door with the statistical table.