After learning the result, Zhang Yichi felt a little uncomfortable.

Through the specific location of the injury, Chen Chen and Zhong Mingya's different attitudes in the face of death were even judged, one regretted when he died, and the other was completely desperate.

"That's right." Zhang Yichi held the two autopsy reports and looked back and forth for a long time.

——

Late at night, Mo Tu took Zhang Yichi to a late-night noodle restaurant, and the two sat opposite each other, each with a bowl of hot noodles in front of them.

Mo Ji gulped and made a sucking sound.

Zhang Yichi was not very appetizing, so he put down his chopsticks after eating halfway: "Do you see any clues from the autopsy report?" ”

"It's going to make people more confused." Mo Xue paused.

"What's the doubt?" Zhang Yichi took a tissue to wipe his mouth.

Mo Ji took a bite of cold food: "If he kills, then jumping off the building should be forced." Chen Chen's one is understandable, and the forensic doctor also said that that posture should be that when he jumps off the building, he still wants to live. But Zhong Mingya is different, she ...... How do you say that? ”

"No struggle, utter despair."

"Well, anyway, it means that I didn't regret or be afraid of anything when I jumped down, not like it was forced but voluntary, which doesn't make sense of him killing." Mo Tu stirred the noodles and ate them again.

Zhang Yichi glanced at the time: "Now that I know something, I can go directly to the head teacher of Chen Chen's class tomorrow and find out the things that are being hidden." ”

"Yes, uh...... Well, are you still eating your noodles? "There was only noodle soup left in the bowl.

"You...... Want to eat? Zhang Yichi raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

"Shame on waste!" Mo Tu stretched out his hand and took Zhang Yichi's bowl and sandwiched his noodles into his bowl, "I won't take you to eat in the future, you can't even eat as much as a woman." ”

Zhang Yichi had nothing to say.

His heart is not so big as unpredictable, and his appetite is naturally gone.

——

The third day of Chen Chen and Zhong Mingya's death.

Zhang Yichi and Mo Yi came to the school together, this time they still greeted the head teacher in advance, and the head teacher hesitated for a while before responding, probably because Zhang Yichi scared the classmates last time, and was worried about what would happen this time.

"It's the end of this semester soon, and now the study is relatively tight, if the two of you are not particularly urgent, and it takes a long time, I still suggest waiting for them to wait until the end of the second class to meet them, I will tell the director of teaching later, our class will not go to run exercises today." The homeroom teacher tried to schedule the time.

"How long will it last?" Zhang Yichi asked.

"Hmm...... The running time and the rest time should be about half an hour. "The head teacher gave an approximate time.

Zhang Yichi and Mo Ji glanced at each other and sat down in the office: "Then we'll wait until ten o'clock." ”

"Okay, I'm going to talk to the dean." Zhang Yichi and the others came in a hurry, and the head teacher had not had time to inform the teaching director.

"Can we just walk around the school?" Unpredictable can't sit still.

“…… Yes. The head teacher didn't think it was a good thing to let the two of them walk around, but he couldn't find a reason to refuse.

The head teacher went to inform the dean, and the dean immediately came to inquire, thinking that there was something important. Zhang Yichi said that he just asked about some specific situations, which was not a big deal, and he had agreed with the class teacher's scheduling, and when he waited for ten o'clock, he would use the running time to inquire, which would not delay the students' learning time.

Only then did the dean of education put his mind at ease and did not report to the higher-level leaders.

The two walked casually around the school, because the class schedule was different, so some students attended classes in the class, some took physical education classes outside, and there was always some noise outside the school building.

Walking and walking, they came to a short distance from the place where Chen Chen fell.

The cordon that was there yesterday is gone, and the blood on the ground has been cleaned as if nothing had happened.

"It's surprisingly fast to deal with." Unpredictable.

Zhang Yichi looked up at the roof of the building, and this time he looked at the roof of the building, and his heart was even more mixed.

He remembered Chen Chen standing on the roof of the building, when the other students were running on the playground behind the teaching building, Chen Chen approached the edge step by step, and finally jumped down.

The moment Chen Chen jumped down, he regretted it, he stretched up his hand and wanted to protect himself, but it was useless, and his body slammed into the ground that was a little hot from the scorching sun.

"Let's go to the bathroom."

Zhang Yichi came back to his senses and followed Mo Ji to the toilet.

In the toilet, Mo Xue caught a male classmate who was secretly smoking, and after a good meal, he ended up confiscating the cigarette box and giving a verbal warning.

Time passed neither fast nor slow, and finally it was ten o'clock.

The two went to the class with the head teacher.

The classmates sat quietly, and Han Zixuan, the squad leader who was said to cry by Zhang Yichi yesterday, also regained her calm.

"The two criminal policemen came over and wanted to ask some more about Chen Chen, and everyone must actively cooperate." The head teacher started first, hoping that Zhang Yichi and they would finish asking everything they should ask, and the students would finish what they should say, so that this matter would end as soon as possible.

"Han Zixuan." Zhang Yichi walked to the podium and called Han Zixuan's name.

"Huh?" Han Zixuan looked at Zhang Yichi.

"I'll ask you a question first." Zhang Yichi looked around the class, and then stared at Han Zixuan, "What kind of person is Chen Chen usually?" ”

Han Zixuan sat there and shook his head: "I don't know, I don't know him very well." ”

"No matter how familiar you are, you've already been a classmate for a year." Zhang Yichi said.

Han Zixuan knew that Zhang Yichi had to get the answer from her mouth, but she didn't know why she was the first to ask herself, could it be because she wrote that note?

"I'm usually a very helpful classmate, but I'm a little withdrawn." Han Zixuan replied.

Zhang Yichi didn't care about Han Zixuan's description of Chen Chen, he nodded thoughtfully, and continued to ask: "Do you know what disease Chen Chen has?" ”

"Purpura." Han Zixuan said, and then quickly explained, "I am responsible for counting the medical history of the classmates in the class, so I know ......about it."

"Do you think purpura is contagious?" Zhang Yichi asked.

"Purpura is not contagious." Han Zixuan was a little puzzled.

Zhang Yichi randomly pointed to several classmates and asked the same question. Several people unanimously answered that purpura is not contagious.

After getting this answer, Zhang Yichi took a deep breath and slowly walked to Han Zixuan's desk: "As the class leader, you should know everything about the big and small things in the class, right?" ”

“…… Well. Han Zixuan noticed that Zhang Yichi had bad intentions in asking this, but she didn't know how to answer.

"Then I'll ask you one more question, and all the students in your class." Zhang Yichi stood there motionless, putting great pressure on Han Zixuan, "Was Chen Chen bullied in the class before his death?" ”

Han Zixuan picked her fingers, sat upright, and her face stiffened: "I haven't been bullied, at least I haven't heard of it." ”

"Really?" Zhang Yichi tapped Han Zixuan's desk with his knuckles, "Look up at me." ”

Han Zixuan raised her head a little mechanically and looked at Zhang Yichi who was looking down at her, Zhang Yichi's eyes were like torches, and she didn't dare to look at her.

"Chen Chen, have you ever been bullied?"