These carvings may be deep or shallow, long or short, new or old. The latest one looks like it was just carved a day or two ago.
Shi Ran took pictures of these scratches with his mobile phone, but the technology in this copy was not very developed yet, so the buttons on the mobile phone were not clear enough to take pictures.
Shi Ran guessed what these carvings were for. Generally, many carvings in people's homes were used to measure height, but these were obviously not the case. The height of these carvings was probably not as high as the deceased's thigh, and they were densely packed. .
But these must be recording some kind of information, some kind of information that the deceased does not want to forget.
Is it to record your own learning?
Shi Ran opened the textbooks again, which contained dense notes. The deceased must have been an extremely studious person during his lifetime.
So why did he drop out of school?
Although it seems that their family's financial conditions are not very good, they can't afford a college student, right?
After making sure that there was no missing information in the deceased's room, Shi Ran walked out of the deceased's room and came to the living room.
She looked through the photo album in her hand and asked the deceased's father, "Do you think any of these photos are missing?"
When the father of the deceased saw the photo album in Shi Ran's hand, his pupils trembled, and Shi Ran did not miss the change in his expression at this moment.
The father of the deceased took the photo album, looked through it, and frowned slightly, but he still said: "No."
People themselves said it was gone, and Shi Ran couldn't say anything more.
"Has your son finished the college entrance examination?" Shi Ran asked him.
After hearing about the college entrance examination, Shi Ran noticed that his hand holding the photo album tightened and he pursed his lips. It seemed that he had asked the right question.
"Yes, he has graduated from high school."
"Have you been admitted to any school? Why didn't you continue to go to college?"
"...This is because, compared with other students, his grades were not very good and he failed to pass the exam. Moreover, our family's financial situation is not good, so I asked him to stay and help me take care of the grocery store. business.”
"Then what does he think? Does he still want to continue reading?"
"He...he kind of wants to continue studying, but I only have so little ability, and I really don't have the ability! If I had known this, I might as well have gritted my teeth and sent him to college. It would have been better than dying!" ....."
As he spoke, his emotions became excited again, and Shi Ran even doubted whether he did it on purpose and wanted to evade police questioning.
Another point of doubt is that the deceased had good grades and could obviously be admitted to a first-class school, but his father lied and said that his grades were not very good and he failed to pass.
"Your condolences, we will do our best to catch the murderer as quickly as possible so that the deceased can rest in peace."
"Then I'll trouble you!..."
After going downstairs, Shi Ran asked the proprietress of the grain and oil store what the deceased's grades were like during his lifetime and whether he had been admitted to college.
She didn't seem to be sure, and just said: "I heard that my grades were pretty good, but Lao Qian said he didn't pass the exam. I heard that the college entrance examination is very difficult now. Maybe I just didn't pass the exam. If I passed the exam, Lao Qian would definitely Let him read it..."
Shi Ran held an umbrella and left the grocery store and walked towards where Ling Qian parked her car.
It seems that the father of the deceased had a good reputation in the eyes of his neighbors.
After Shi Ran left, the deceased's father went downstairs and asked the proprietress of the grain and oil store next door: "Sister Cui'er, is Xiaoyu at your place?"
The couple next door looked at each other, "Xiaoyu didn't go back? Take a look in the store. He was playing in my store just now. I weighed a few kilograms of peppers for a customer. I turned around and didn't see him. I thought he went home..."
"You're a bitch! I've already told you, you have to look at children without blinking your eyes or glasses, or you don't want to show them to others. I'll see what you can do if you lose them!"
"It was lost somewhere! It must have gone home! Brother Qian, will you go back and look for it again?"
Qian Wei looked in his store again, then at home, then up the stairs and on the rooftop, but couldn't find it.
He was a little anxious. He originally thought it was in the store next door. He was lucky that the proprietress of the store next door didn't mention Xiaoyu's matter to the police. Why was he missing?
Downstairs, the couple from the grain and oil store also quickly searched around, but Xiaoyu was nowhere to be found, which made them anxious.
"The two policemen must not have gone far yet. Hurry up and catch up and call the police!"
The landlady urged her man anxiously.
Listening to his wife's urging, the man went back to the store to find an umbrella and was about to go out.
Just then Lao Qian came down and asked, "Where are you going?"
"I'm sorry, brother Qian, I didn't look at the child carefully. It's better to call the police quickly. Even if he was abducted by human traffickers, he shouldn't have gone far yet."
"Yes, I'll go right away."
With that said, the man was about to call the police, but Qian Wei held him back.
The couple looked at him doubtfully.
But he smiled and said: "It's not lost, it's not lost. The child is upstairs, playing on the stairs. This child is playing on the stairs and doesn't know how to make a sound. I'm sorry to make you worry."
Hearing that the child was found, the couple breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's good that I found it. It's good that I found it. Even though it's a picked-up child, it still has a heir."
Hearing this, Qian Wei's face froze again.
The man quickly took his wife back to the store, and said to her: "Whether you can speak or not, don't say anything if you can't. My son is..."
Their voices became quieter and quieter. Qian Wei closed his grocery store with an unnatural look on his face, then returned to the house on the second floor and squatted on the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.
On the other side, Shi Ran had already gotten into the car.
She put away her umbrella, shook off the rainwater before throwing it under her feet, and closed the car door. The rain was so heavy that her hands were wet. She quickly wiped them on her trouser legs, then took out her phone and took a picture of herself. Show Ling Qian the clues.
"So many books?"
"He's a senior in high school. It's just strange. I looked at his test papers. According to his grades, he can even be admitted to a top school in the capital. His father said that his grades were not very good and he was not admitted to college."
"It's October now. If he had been admitted to college, he would no longer be in this city. How could he fail to pass the exam with such good results?"
"The only thing I can do is go to their school next Monday and ask what's going on."
"Well, the record from the salesperson at the canteen is out. The salesperson is an old man, and his eyes and ears are not very good, but it basically matches what several people who reported the crime said."
"Um."
"In addition, our people asked the salesman if he saw any suspicious person yesterday. He really had an impression, but according to his description, it was a woman, wearing a black hat and a black scarf, and the whole person was covered in a Under the big windbreaker, he was carrying a dark suitcase and had long hair. The salesman recalled that he looked familiar, but he couldn't tell who it was, really."
"Old man, as we get older, our memory deteriorates, but this can be considered a clue, the suspiciously dark-skinned woman in a trench coat."
"Buzz buzz!!!"
Ling Qian's phone rang and she took it, "Sister Yixin, okay, we are about to go."
