Lin Wan Wan lost her way, "Nobody bullied me."
"Oh … but someone bullied me." I sat down on the table and pretended to denounce. "This damn Ling Q stole my clothes while I was away!"
Lin Wanwan stared at me in disbelief. "Really?"
"Yes!" I saw a play while the iron was hot and said, "I didn’t wear it when I rummaged through the closet. It’s a good thing I found it when I did, or she would wear it back to Fenggang Village!"
"Bad guys!"
Lin Wan Wan clenched her fist. She thumped my head and said, "I haven’t treated you for a long time. Now there’s nothing to do. Take off your clothes and I’ll help your sister with the case." She said, and her tender little hands grabbed the bottom of my clothes. I quickly grabbed her wrist and her brain ran rapidly. "Wan Bao, I really want to sleep every time after treatment. I don’t want to be lazy when I talk about work later."
"Well … be good." She kissed my side face.
When we were eating, we secretly vowed that this was the last time and we would never cheat her again in this life!
After about ten minutes, I came back to the office. Lin Muxia curled her lips and looked forward to it. "I heard that you met Mr. Pei in Lhasa. Does he intend to return to die?"
"Without the boss Pei, my daughter’s whole hair is white," I said sadly.
"regret"
Lin Muxia shook her head. She grabbed a file cover and threw it at me. "This is an overview of the case. You study it yourself."
Looking through the files, I read them page by page, which made my hair stand on end! The location of the crime is located in the 16th Middle School of Tiannan City, north of the city. This is the high school affiliated to Tiannan University, which is rich in academic tyrants! The enrollment rate is the highest in the city
At the time of the crime, there were only three days left before the summer vacation in Tiannan No.16 Middle School, but it was a tragedy.
Twenty-one days ago, a student committed suicide by falling off a building in a music class in Class 29, Senior High School. Forty-one people in the classroom floor jumped from the window sill like they were in a hurry to be reborn, except for calling in sick and playing games in the Internet cafe that day! These are about to be promoted to Jiao Jiao School in Senior Three, including the music teachers who teach, with a total of 36 fresh lives … all of them!
The bottom of the teaching building was full of bloody bodies, and 29 people died on the spot.
The music teacher had the worst luck. She jumped off the building with her guzheng in her arms and her body was pierced by the pointed hard fragments of the guzheng. In addition, six students were seriously injured and sent to the hospital for rescue. It was more miserable that the last student was dismembered. Because his body happened to get stuck in the process of jumping off the building, the huge impact of opening the window on the second floor caused him to be cut off by the middle, and half of the body bounced into the teacher on the second floor. Then the blood splashed all over the student by the window …
Chapter four hundred and twenty Little black girl
So many people died? There were 37 students who died directly because of this, and the teacher counted the students who died suddenly. I turned to the scene to shoot the pile of bodies … It was nerve-racking!
The province is the capital to note this "Tiannan Sixteen-year-old Chinese Body Falling Event". At that time, it became the first hot topic in Weibo. At first, it was taken over by Chengbei Branch and three major crimes, but it failed to find out a natural reason. The General Administration knew that die’s crime-solving ability was strong but elite, so let die’s major crimes go hand in hand! There is nothing unusual about taking clues through the classrooms of many forensic doctors and appraisers in the city bureau and the bodies!
It can’t be said that a class of others had suicidal thoughts because of the pressure of being promoted to senior three, and agreed to commit suicide one after another on this day, right? What’s the music teacher doing with it? I’m afraid everyone can think that this is not an ordinary suicide case. There are too many strange things!
Lin Muxia, Lao Jiang and Ning Liufeng spent half a month visiting the families of students and teachers who committed suicide.
I remember that Lin Muxia called me when I was in Lhasa. She seemed to say that more than 40 people died in the case, and there must be a follow-up. I typed the second file in my bag. This case was sent to a mental hospital ten days earlier than the "Tiannan Sixteen-year-old Chinese Body Fall". Six mental hospitals suddenly went berserk in the night, but the cause of death was not jumping off a building. The mental hospital was only on the second floor. They died with their heads against the wall! All the skulls were smashed, but this matter was suppressed. Let’s quietly transfer die.
Lin Muxia, with a keen intuition, thought that the two cases were likely to be put together.
"Lin Dajiao, please tell me your harvest and guess." I was curious.
"On the first day of receiving the case, I went to Tiannan No.16 Middle School with Ning Erhuo and Jiang Nanshen." Lin Muxia carefully thought about her. "Everything at the crime scene was still in class. Except for the messy footprints at the window table, it was very neat. It seems that they lined up and jumped one after another. I really can’t figure out what the reason is. The recent visit is exhausted and a little bit of progress has not been made. It’s not only that we even make five calls a day like a death warrant .."
Lao Jiang said stupidly, "Ling Yu, in my opinion, this school is haunted. Do you want to have a good music class and make it as bloody as a normal case?"
Haunted?
"Lao Jiang, don’t scare me." I knew that he was a joke to ease the atmosphere.
"There is a ghost." Ning Liufeng toyed with a cold iron flying knife. He smiled faintly. "I went to a crime scene and stayed cold for a long time, and I felt suffocated."
Lin Muxia glared at them angrily. She spat out her tongue. "You two … don’t tease him."
I’m going to try my luck there and see if I can find any clues. I asked, "Is it time for someone to go to the building in Tiannan No.16 Middle School?"
"Well … I’ll go with you." Lin Muxia buttoned her pen and shrugged her shoulders. "Although I’ve been there three or four times, I always feel that I’ve missed something."
"Fine, I won’t stop you if you insist on going." I looked at her with black eyes and was about to catch the panda.
Lao Jiang and Ning Liufeng were too sleepy to go to the lounge. They simply went to sleep at their desks and informed Lin Wanwan. I waited for Lin Muxia to finish breakfast and drove her to Tiannan No.16 Middle School in the north of the city. It took 40 minutes to arrive at the school gate. However, when I parked the car, I was shocked. Nearly 70 adults blocked the school gate, slept on the floor, wore dirty clothes and smoked steaming instant noodles. They held up their hands and held up banners "Give me back the garbage school" and "My daughter and son were separated from each other one day, but the police delayed the investigation!" ……
Some words on the corners of the banner seem to have been soaked in water, and the flowers are quite blurred. It seems that these people are the parents of the students who have fallen, and they have gathered here for many days.
"There are so many people." I pushed the door and was preparing the car.
"Ling Yu, don’t say that you are a policeman, or there will be countless instant noodles barrels, eggs and leaves covering you in a second." Lin Muxia pointed to a pool of dry and messy mixture. She smiled. "Wang Yuanhe had a meal with Jiang Nanshen once, but I still have photos in my mobile phone."
Things that can scare the multifunctional police flower … I have to pay attention to the weird way "Look at it for me"
"Well, here it is." Lin Muxia scratched his mobile phone screen and handed it to me for photo album.
Rao is so familiar with Lao Jiang that I still can’t tell from the picture that this is his burly body like a humanoid trash can with a lot of vegetable leaves stuck to his head. Master Kong’s instant noodles bucket is full of elastic soft noodles hanging on his cheek. It’s simply terrible to see!
Lin Muxia said, "Look at another Wang Yuanhe."
My finger pressed the line of sight and locked the second picture. If Lao Jiang can still stand firm, but Wang Yuanhe can lie prone, his clothes are soaked and steaming, his hair is wet and soft, and there are a bunch of shiny fragments scattered next to his skull. His face is purple and red. This posture is like being robbed by a grass ghost woman. I wonder, "What happened to Wang Yuanhe?"
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