Chapter 100: Yang Ming dies
When Lin Juan returned home, it was already a little late.
Ye Qingying was busy working in the kitchen, when she heard someone enter the door and walked a few steps outside, and when she saw that it was Lin Juan, she showed a slight smile:
"Wanwan is back, eat green pepper beef at night, your favorite!" Ye Qingying paused, then pointed to the table and said with a smile, "I just went out shopping and bought you two clothes, do you see if it's suitable?" If it's not suitable, I'll take it back tomorrow. ”
Lin Juan agreed, and her eyes fell on the two skirts that were placed on the table.
Start with a cool, silky fabric. The style of the cut is also very atmospheric and simple, but it is very much in line with your heart.
"I'm going to take a shower and come back to dinner."
Lin Juan picked up two skirts and walked to the room, hung the skirts on the clothes rack on the side, and went into the bathroom with a bath towel.
The sound of dripping water sounded, and the steaming white air blurred the mirror.
Lin Juan looked at his vaguely recognizable silhouette in the mirror a little blankly, his eyes were heavy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
The mobile phone that was placed outside the door suddenly dingdong at this time, and there was new news.
Lin Juan was pulled back to reality from his thoughts by the prompt sound, and after a short silence, the mobile phone outside the door was a series of prompt sounds, which kept vibrating.
Lin Wan frowned, perhaps affected by the rapid prompt sound, and suddenly felt a strong uneasiness.
Simply rinsing off the foam on his body and drying his skin, Lin Juan walked out with a bath towel and wiped his fingers with water droplets on his body, and then clicked on the phone screen.
It's a message from the academy group.
In the past, in this college group, except for the occasional teacher to send some notices, no one would chat in it at all, and Lin Juan did not set up Do Not Disturb.
Why is there so much news all of a sudden? What happened?
Seeing that everyone was carrying exclamation marks and shocking tones, the uneasiness in Lin Xuan's heart became stronger and stronger, and he quickly slid the news to the top.
Looking at that paragraph, my pupils dilated suddenly.
Yang Ming died.
The body was found in the dormitory building, and it is said that Yang Ming has shrunk back into his bed since returning from outside in the afternoon, and his roommate has talked to him, but he has not paid attention.
Halfway through, the roommate went out, and when he came back from the library for about three or four hours, he found that Yang Ming was still with his head in the quilt, maintaining his original posture. Some roommates who were worried about Yang Ming asked twice, but Yang Ming didn't react at all.
The roommate stepped forward and dragged him, but Yang Ming was dragged and fell on the bed. Only then did the roommate see Yang Ming's eyes wide, and a knife had been inserted into his right temple at some point, and the sticky blood stained red and wrapped his bedding.
No one knows when Yang Ming died.
The thought that he was likely to spend hours in the same dormitory space as his dead roommate also took a mental break, and he stayed in the psychiatric clinic since he called the police.
Lin Qian glanced at everyone's discussion and clicked on the news wall of the academy.
Sure enough, someone has already contributed to this matter, and the number of comments at the bottom has also exploded.
Even though he had lost his breath when Yang Ming was found, according to the process, he still called the emergency number and sent him to the hospital.
Although Yang Ming did not show his full face, based on the clothes and lower body of the day, Lin Juan could also tell that it was indeed Yang Ming.
How could he die all of a sudden?
Lin Juan thought about all the details of the meeting between himself and Yang Ming today, and even the annoyance of people was the same as in the past, and there were no unusual flaws.
The more Lin Juan thought about it, the more uneasy she felt, and finally clicked on the address book and made a call to Chen Taotao.
I don't know if Chen Taotao has seen these news?
Listening to the long busy sound coming from the other end, it wasn't until some mechanical cold electronic female voice told him that the current call was temporarily unanswered, and Lin Juan hung up the phone with some uneasiness.
Although Yang Ming also died twice in his previous rebirth, he was far away from his death time, and crude oil had nothing to do with him.
This time it should have been an incident that had nothing to do with him, but for some reason, Lin Juan felt very flustered.
Of course, it is absolutely impossible that he still has feelings for Yang Ming, but this strong ominous premonition......
"Wanwan!"
Ye Qingying, who was downstairs, suddenly shouted, Lin Juan suddenly became excited, temporarily got out of that emotion, and poked his head out in response:
"What's wrong?"
"Have you washed it? The meal is ready, come down and eat! ”
Ye Qingying didn't know what happened to her daughter upstairs, so she brought the meal to the dining table and turned on the electric fan on the side.
Lin Juan took a deep breath, tried to calm down his mood, set the group message to Do Not Disturb, and then turned off the phone screen and walked downstairs.
I don't know how Chen Taotao will react after learning the news of Yang Ming's sudden death.
Yang Ming's timid and fearful personality is in such a death situation, and he will never commit suicide, but who has the motive to kill him?
Among the people Lin Juan knows, only Chen Taotao is suspicious.
But Chen Taotao had just been injured, lying on the hospital bed, and it was difficult to even move, let alone kill a man with a stronger physique than herself?
Lin Juan had already walked to the top of the stairs, and then walked to the right-hand side, which was the dining table.
Shaking his head, he put all these things behind him for the time being, and filled his stomach before he had the strength to think about it.
Following.
Maybe it was because he learned the news of Yang Ming's killing last night, Lin Juan couldn't sleep well all night, and he showed some fatigue when he got up in the morning.
After a few bites of breakfast, Lin Juan packed up and went out, planning to go to the hospital to see Chen Taotao's condition.
Going to ask Chen Taotao if she already knew about this matter and what she thought, Yang Ming's matter always gave her a strong premonition, if Chen Taotao's situation allowed, she might let Chen Taotao return to Chengguo's residence to recuperate.
As soon as he walked into the door of the hospital, Lin Juan had another stronger premonition.
Until he arrived at the management desk of the inpatient department, Lin Juan glanced at the doctors and nurses around him, and always felt that everyone's expressions seemed to be a little flustered and anxious compared to yesterday. The two nurses standing in the corner of the table frowned, their voices lowered, not knowing what they were saying.
Lin Juan just glanced at them lightly, didn't stay too long, and walked directly to the ward where Chen Taotao was.
Somewhat unexpectedly, the hospital bed was empty.
The hanging bottle at the head of the bed is still hanging there, and on the cabinet are the apple cores that have not had time to throw away after eating half of them, and some supplies such as toilet wipes are placed aside.