"When Xingyue and I arrived at the school, the police had already sealed off the corridor, and there were not many students on the stairs at that time."
Yue Qihua retracted her palm and pressed her lips against the knuckle of her index finger as if sucking her finger. This was a little habit she had when thinking about problems.
"Ai Liang, you caught a glimpse of someone wiping tears secretly, but at that time the body was covered with white cloth. No one knew who died except you and the girl.
We all found out that the deceased was Gao Jiajia only after Gao Jiajia's father arrived at the scene. However, the man secretly wiped his tears when the police had just sealed off the corridor. Why did he know that the deceased was Gao Jiajia before Gao Jiajia's father came at that time? "
Yang Xingyue and the others, who originally had the attitude of listening to the story, suddenly felt a chill on the hot day after hearing Yue Qihua's analysis.
"So there is a high probability that that person knew that the deceased was Gao Jiajia from the beginning. How did he know except for two witnesses? So his identity is very likely to be the murderer himself!"
Thinking of this, Yue Qihua couldn't sit still. She stood up and crossed the table to approach Ai Liang: "Am I right?"
The distance between the two was less than thirty centimeters, and Ai Liang could feel Yue Qihua's warm breath hitting his face. Also, the T-shirt Yue Qihua was wearing was not too tight, and the neckline slid slightly down, along the neckline. Looking down from the gap, you can see the delicate collarbone, which made Ai Liang have to look away.
"Ah...ahem."
Yue Qihua seemed to have noticed it, coughing dryly and sitting back down again.
At this time, no one cared about the distance between Yue Qihua and Ai Liang just now. They were all thinking about what Yue Qihua had just said.
"You're right."
Ai Liang's agreeable answer triggered panic among everyone.
"Ai Liang! Ai Liang! Doesn't that mean that the murderer is Wang Zi! Go to the police and tell him to arrest him!"
Fang Xiaoxiao was the most panicked among them. After all, he was in the same class as Wang Zi. The thought of sitting in the same classroom with someone who killed her classmates gave her goosebumps.
"I have already reported this detail to the police at the Interpol Team at noon today."
"Then why didn't he be arrested?"
Ma Yu was also a little anxious. How could he not worry about his girlfriend being in the same class as the guy who was suspected of being a murderer? What if Wang Zi noticed that the matter was exposed and wanted to back up a few more people... Ma Yu didn't dare to continue. Think about it.
However, Yang Xingyue, who should be the most nervous at this time, acted much calmer than Ma Yu and Fang Xiaoxiao.
"Xiaoxiao, Ma Yu, it's not that easy for the police to arrest people."
At the end, he added: "To arrest someone, you need an arrest warrant."
"Yes, besides, what I said is just speculation and there is no substantive evidence to prove that Wang Zi is the murderer." Yue Qihua said casually, taking a sip of orange juice.
Due to family reasons, the two of them naturally knew something about arresting people.
"But if he is really the murderer..."
"Without evidence, he will always be just a suspect."
Yue Qihua interrupted Fang Xiaoxiao, "What if the real murderer is found after he is captured? When he comes back, there will be rumors everywhere in the school, which may ruin his life.
He may also have judged that the deceased was Gao Jiajia through hand jewelry or other physical features. He cannot treat him as the real murderer based on preconceived inferences. "
"Huhu...what, you scared me."
Fang Xiaoxiao gently stroked his barren chest and breathed a sigh of relief: "I almost thought Wang Zi was faking his tears. If he was faking it, he must be a psychopath."
With the subsequent explanation, the tension between the two people immediately eased a lot, but Fang Xiaoxiao was still a little scared. He picked up the drink and took a long sip to calm his heartbeat.
In order to ease the serious atmosphere, Ma Yu took the initiative to change the subject and planned to talk about daily life: "By the way, do you plan to take leave in the last month? My parents have found a tutor for me, and I plan to take Xiaoxiao with me to make up lessons."
"That means you two won't come to school for the last month?"
Yue Qihua glanced at the conjoined couple and said, "Tsk, remember to be careful when you are alone."
"Sister Hua!" Fang Xiaoxiao screamed and hugged Ma Yu's arm tighter, and then she asked, "Sister Hua, where are you?"
"Me?" Yue Qihua waved her hand impatiently, "I'm too lazy to go to school in the last month. Anyway, I'm recommended. It doesn't matter whether I go or not."
After saying that, Yue Qihua, Fang Xiaoxiao and Ma Yu looked at Yang Xingyue who was in a daze.
"Me? Actually..."
Yang Xingyue glanced at Ai Liang miserably, then lowered her head and fingered each other.
"I know, I know, Ai Liang is more useful than any tutor." Ma Yu made a pun and looked at Yang Xingyue with a half-smile.
"No... Actually, my dad knows that Ai Liang helps me with tutoring... My great improvement in grades is basically due to Ai Liang. The teacher also told him about this, so he wanted to thank Ai Liang. Cool..."
Yang Xingyue held back a sentence for a long time, and sometimes her voice was so low that she couldn't hear what was being said. An anxious Yue Qihua took over the conversation directly.
"That is to say, Uncle Yang wants to invite Ai Liang to their house for a meal to express his gratitude, and also wants to ask him to be a tutor for Xingyue in the last month, with a salary. By the way, my grandfather also wants to see what it is like. Who can teach Xingyue, who has such a wooden head, that Xingyue is also his granddaughter in his eyes?"
"Isn't this just like my father-in-law's test..."
As soon as Fang Xiaoxiao was about to activate the cold-scene skill, he was interrupted by Yang Xingyue: "My dad just wants to thank Ai Liang for his careful teaching! There is no other intention!"
The panicked tone and flushed face seemed to be concealing something.
"You guys talk first, I have something else to do."
Ai Liang took out his cell phone and pretended to check the time and planned to flee the scene.
Going to meet Yang Xingguo and have a meal together? Haha, forget it.
Fang Xiaoxiao quickly let go of Ma Yu's arm and grabbed Ai Liang: "You haven't given me an answer yet!"
Ma Yu showed an expression of relief, this girl finally did something human.
"Xiao Ai, are you leaving now? It's hard to get an extra day off, why don't we go out to play together in the evening."
Ma Yu also tried to persuade Ai Liang to stay.
Looking at Yang Xingyue's expectant eyes, Yue Qihua's stern look from time to time, and Fang Xiaoxiao and Ma Yu's silly giggles, Ai Liang raised his finger and pointed out the window: "Someone is looking for me."
Everyone looked out the window, and saw a young man wearing a leather jacket on a hot day, holding a cigarette and waving to them.
"Xingyue, thank my uncle for the invitation for me. The tutoring will continue as usual for the next month. As for meals and wages, I will be exempted from it. That gratitude is enough."
Ai Liang saw that it would be difficult to escape without giving an answer today, so he declined politely.
"Oh..." Yang Xingyue responded with some disappointment, but thinking about being able to get along with Ai Liang every day for the next month, she couldn't help but laugh.
'Why does that person look familiar? '
Yue Qihua, who was sitting by the window, stared at Xia Qinian outside the window. She always felt like she had seen this guy in a martial arts gym when she was a child.
"What's wrong Huahua?"
Yang Xingyue sat back in her seat and found her good friend looking out the window without blinking.
"It's nothing, I just feel that the person looking for Ai Liang looks familiar."
Yang Xingyue followed Yue Qihua's line of sight and looked over: "Listening to what you said, I seem to have seen this face somewhere."
"Maybe it's because we came to my martial arts gym to practice when we were young or we discussed some matters with Uncle Yang and the others."
Ai Liang and Xia Qinian had already gotten into the car and left, and Yue Qihua also averted her gaze.
"Now that you're sure Ai Liang is fine, let's go home. On this hot day, the air conditioning at home is more comfortable."
After leaving the milk tea shop, the four of them divided into two groups and walked home respectively. At the same time, they were in the car.
"Have you not given up yet?" Ai Liang's first question after getting in the car was to ask Xia Qinian.
"We agreed to go see Gao Fuye together, but you left me without saying a word to chat with your beautiful sister."
After driving a short distance, Xia Qinian found a parking space on the side of the road, parked the car and spread his hands: "Come and tell me which of the two girls in the opposite seat do you like better? I think they both like you. interesting."
"Does it have anything to do with you?" Ai Liang's expression was solemn.
"Tsk, tsk, you're not being kind, I just helped you out. I've been greeting you outside for a long time and you didn't even pay me any attention.
You suddenly pointed at me and obviously wanted to use me to get rid of them. Plus the little girl you were holding just now was grabbing you by the hem of your clothes. There must be something wrong. Is it possible that you always give up? Tsk tsk tsk, the more good-looking a man is, the more likely he is to lie. "
Xia Qinian instantly transformed into a great detective when he started talking about gossip, and his analysis was clear and logical.
You-can't this guy's eyesight be used in a serious way?
Ai Liang glanced at him coldly and said nothing.
"An Xin, I'm not interested in asking about the little brat's love affairs. Anyway, I helped you, so it shouldn't be too much to repay me, right? And as I said before, you still have to take the five hundred dollars."
Xia Qinian hit the snake with a stick, wrapped it up and stuffed the 500 yuan that Ai Liang had not moved before back into his trouser pocket.
Ai Liang saw Yang Xingyue and Yue Qihua approaching through the rearview mirror and had no choice but to agree: "Then go to Gao Fuye's house now."
"Now? Is he home at this hour?"
Xia Qinian looked troubled. According to his guess, Gao Fuye, who had just ended his relationship, should still be socializing at the moment.
"Then I'm going home." Ai Liang opened the car door and left as soon as he disagreed.
"Hey, hey, go, go, go, why don't you go now?"
Xia Qinian quickly started the car to prevent Ai Liang from escaping.
No matter how he stirred up the topic along the way, Ai Liang never said another word.
After about twenty minutes, the destination arrived.
Gao Fuye does not live in a luxury villa like other real estate owners, but in an ordinary community.
Although the price is not cheap, it is something that a family with a stable income can afford.
After explaining his intention to the guard and registering with his ID card, Xia Qinian's car was released. He learned Gao Fuye's address from an acquaintance in the bureau and knew some relevant information, so he came prepared.
After pressing the doorbell, a middle-aged man with a haggard and dazed look opened the security door without even asking who was outside.
"Hello, Mr. Gao, I'm...well."
Ai Liang raised his hand in the blind spot of Gao Fuye's perspective and pinched Xia Qinian's waist: "Hello, Uncle Gao, I am Ai Liang. We met this morning."
It was okay not to say it, but when Gao Fuye said the word morning, his eyes turned red again, but the tears could not flow out, only a strong headache came.
"...Come in." Gao Fuye covered his head to make room for the two of them to enter.
This guy is really ruthless.
Xia Qinian walked into the room and thought to himself, rubbing his waist.
The living room was filled with the smell of second-hand smoke. There were cigarette ashes and cigarette butts everywhere next to the sofa, and there was no ashtray in sight.
Except for the sofa area, everything else was very neat and clean. These cigarette butts must have been made by Gao Fuye in one morning.
After Gao Fuye closed the door, he originally planned to return to the sofa, but after looking at Ai Liang sitting on the sofa covered with cigarette ash, he went to the water dispenser and tremblingly took two glasses of water.
Ai Liang took the disposable paper cup with both hands: "Thank you."
"No, it's me who should say I'm sorry. It's my fault what happened this morning...don't forget it in your heart." Gao Fuye sat next to Ai Liang, took out a cigarette and put it to his mouth. He was about to The ignition was put down again.
"I know, I don't blame you."
Ai Liang took the cigarette and lighter from Gao Fuye's hand and gently put them on the coffee table. This small move immediately made the weather-beaten middle-aged man burst into tears. Gao Jiajia had done the same thing before when she persuaded him not to smoke.
"Uh ah ah... Allison ah ah... Allison ah..."
He grabbed his gray hair with both hands and cried heartbrokenly, but no more tears could be shed from the corners of his eyes. The atmosphere of grief and the smell of smoke permeated every corner of the living room.
Xia Qinian was sitting on the edge at a loss. He wanted to say something but couldn't.
After crying for a while, Gao Fuye came to his senses. At some point, Ai Liang held his old hand. Although his face was expressionless, Gao Fuye could read a hint of concern.
"...Thank you...Thank you." Gao Fuye was still sobbing a little as he spoke: "What do you want from me?"
Ai Liang winked at Xia Qinian.
Xia Qinian, who was still a little overwhelmed, quickly sorted out what he wanted to say when Gao Fuye looked at him.
"Mr. Gao, I am a bounty hunter. I came here mainly because I have some speculations about the murderer of your daughter." Xia Qinian shamelessly polished what Ai Liang said to him at noon today and repeated it.
After hearing this, Gao Fuye's dim eyes showed a look, not of hope for recovery but of blood-red anger. After Xia Qinian finished speaking, he quietly waited for Gao Fuye to speak.
Gao Fuye didn't make any sound, just motioned for the two of them to get up and follow him, and opened a door.
A room full of girlish style appeared in front of the two people. It was obvious that this was the room where Gao Jiajia lived before her death. There were also her travel photos on the table.
"The police have already come here in the morning and mainly took away Jiajia's mobile phone and computer, but not much other things were touched."
Gao Fuye walked to the table and wiped his hands on his clothes before gently touching his daughter's photo.
Xia Qinian looked regretful when he heard that his mobile phone and computer had been taken away. This was his main purpose. Now that the things have been taken away by the police, I can only take a chance and look around the room to see if there is a notebook or diary with passwords for social software.
After a fruitless search, Xia Qinian asked to leave, mainly because he couldn't stand the grief-stricken atmosphere.
Before the two left, Gao Fuye took out 10,000 yuan in cash from the room and handed it to Xia Qinian. He said it was a special trip to pay for the hard work, and he accepted it without refusing.
However, the moment Gao Fuye went out, he called out to Ai Liang: "Can you wait a moment? I have something to say to you."
