On the other side of the receiver is the forest path on campus. It is late at night, so it is naturally quiet.
So on the other side of the receiver, it was quiet for about ten or twenty minutes, and then the sound of wind, rain, and the rustling of some leaves began to come one after another.
He looked up at the sky and saw that it was starting to rain.
He held up the umbrella and heard the sound of rain falling on the fan on the other side.
There was a swishing sound, so loud that people could only hear the sound of rain.
It was rain that fell in an instant, and in an instant it turned into a continuous rain curtain.
It fell on every leaf, making a rustling sound throughout the world.
So is her end.
Then Chen Qing knew that she had not returned to the dormitory.
So where did she go?
He listened to the sound of rain on the other end gradually getting quieter, and then getting louder. The raindrops seemed to fall to the ground, and then a strong wind blew.
Then, he heard the sound coming from Mrs. Lin's mouth.
Is she talking? But who was she talking to.
He frowned, then turned and entered the teaching building.
At this time, he could hear clearly.
"He's really dead? What do you mean he's really dead! I told you! You can't do these things!"
On the other end, she suddenly fell silent.
"I know...the police found me. But they didn't seem to pay much attention to it and called a child over. I know! I know...I will pay attention."
She said softly, and suddenly her tone became particularly guilty.
"Let's go after the storm is over. My family is rich, you know, I can afford to support you and the children."
"It's okay...it's okay. I have cleaned up the ritual items. They are all things that can be burned."
"Yes...except for the shrine...everything else is lost...I don't need you to worry about this! Just take care of yourself! That brat just said he wanted to go to your place!"
Chen Qing was suddenly stunned as he listened. He never imagined that these two women were old acquaintances. These two women should have been angry at each other...
There are also shrines and rituals they talk about.
He frowned, as if Di Xing'an's death was really related to these two people.
He listened to the sound of rain on the other side getting quieter again, and then slowly getting louder. It wasn't until he heard the sound of rain becoming overwhelming that his figure stepped into the rain curtain.
It was raining heavily, from the south of the city to the north, from the west to the east, wherever he went, it was raining.
He was caught in the rain, and his trousers were already wet. There were not many people like him, and he was the only one in the rain. He walked in the rain, and after walking for a long time, he walked into the woman named Yu Weilian. She The campus where you are located.
There were very few people on campus. After all, it was raining and it was already ten o'clock in the night. There were even fewer people walking on the campus paths.
The young man glanced over and saw that the whole school was deathly silent. How could an ordinary person walk out under the heavy rain?
But she was not. She walked on the path, turning back three times every step of the way, looking in front of and behind her, and around her path.
"Yu Weilian? What is she doing there?"
He murmured in a low voice, never expecting that he just entered the school gate and saw Yu Weilian's figure walking on the path. He had just entered the school gate and was still a long way from the student dormitory.
What is she doing here?
What is she going to do?
She was dressed strangely, wearing black clothes and holding a black umbrella. If Chen Qing hadn't had extraordinary eyesight, he would never have been able to see her.
But what was she going to do? She was dressed like this. Immediately afterwards, Chen Qing suddenly realized, oh, today is the second day after Di Xing'an died... No, it should be the third day. He found it the night before yesterday. , it has been three days now.
He lowered the umbrella in his hand, watched Yu Weilian's figure disappear into the rain curtain, and immediately followed him.
It was difficult to walk on that dirt road, with different depths and depths with each step. The mud tried to retain every life walking on it, leaving its unique traces. He followed these traces and walked forward for about three minutes. Five minutes later, the footprints on the ground began to fade, and she walked onto the stone path on campus.
Chen Qing kicked the mud off his feet and looked in front of him. In front of him, on the left side was the university's stadium, and all the lights in the stadium were turned off. In front of him was a small hillside, and at the bottom of the hillside was a pavilion. Inside the pavilion, there were already It was soaked through, and the rain washed away the footprints and stains, making the marble pavilion bright and clean. The table could illuminate people, and the rain-stained face showed a smile.
Maybe she was worried that someone would see her, so she looked towards the road from time to time, towards the teaching building on the right, but it was already dark in the teaching building, and the few lights had closed the curtains; so she went back and forth She looked towards the road at that time, but on the other side of the road, the rain curtain obscured everything. She could only see the distance less than ten meters in front, so she thought that there was no one there.
Even if there was someone, no one would see her; she thought so, but how did she know that there was a person looking at her from a distance in the rain curtain, nearly 40 meters away from the path.
He saw the woman take out many things from her schoolbag, some yellow and some white. The yellow ones were paper money. The paper money she bought looked very delicate, with various denominations ranging from tens to millions.
The white one is the model packaging, or it would be more appropriate to call it a paper model.
Those papers were made into model boards. If they were broken down into pieces, I think I could make a corresponding model.
He thought for a moment and took a few steps forward. From this distance, his phone could barely capture the information in the pavilion.
But the human eye is still slightly inferior; so she still doesn't know, she still looks at the thing in front of her intently.
She concentrated on lighting up the stack of paper money one by one, one by one, so that the firelight would be particularly obvious in the rainy night. If she lit it one by one, the paper money would be burned extremely delicately, and the burned ashes would follow. When the wind blows, it becomes particularly invisible on a rainy night.
"Is she paying homage?"
But sensibility denies this view.
She was the one who was betrayed, Di Xing'an cheated on someone else, no... wait.
He frowned, and suddenly, an idea came to his mind.
Something is wrong with her.
He looked ahead, he looked at the woman in the pavilion, and finally realized the key.
"Paper money is so delicate."
He stepped closer and turned on his phone to collect the fragments of inspiration that flashed through his mind.
"Including those paper molds, I think those paper molds are what Di Xing'an likes."
As he spoke, he had walked more than twenty steps away from the pavilion: "She is very attentive. That's the problem. She is too attentive."
"Let's not mention the paper money for now. How can those paper molds be made in two days?"
He looked in front of him, watching the woman take out a gold brick from her bag, and his expression turned cold: "Not to mention, you only found out about Di Xing'an's death tonight."
She listened to the voice in her ears, and her expression suddenly became panicked. She hurriedly stuffed the gold bricks in her hand back into her bag. Her face turned pale, and she swept away the ash and firelight in the pavilion and on the table. She looked in the direction of the rain curtain. , a young man who had his trousers soaked and looked cold came out.
Taking advantage of the umbrella and recording the video with his other hand, he continued: "How did you know Di Xing'an was going to die?"
He looked at the woman in front of him and said every word, causing the cold wind to penetrate into her clothes, "Unless you know that Di Xing'an will die yesterday."
She looked at the young man in front of her, whose face was as white as a harmful ghost. Her fingertips were trembling, but she was clearly holding something firmly in her bag.
"You... why are you here..." She hesitated, and immediately realized that she had said the wrong thing: "When did you start... It's none of your business!"
She gritted her teeth, swung her legs like a hammer, and stood up to support her body. The panic she suppressed in her mouth was only a little bit, and she didn't know whether it was because of the cold rainy night or other reasons, but the words she spoke Started shaking badly.
But she still wanted to suppress it: "What's the matter?"
"What's the matter..." Chen Qing held his chin. This was not a very good opening, even a little hasty: "You killed him, right?"
Therefore, his words can also be hasty.
As a result, her face turned pale in a hurry, with no transition visible. With a flick of her face, she turned as white as a corpse: "You have no evidence."
She murmured to herself: "You have no evidence..."
Before she finished speaking, she seemed to have gained courage; she lowered her head, her face was pale, and when she raised her head, there was blood on her face.
She looked at Chen Qing with a firm tone: "I don't care who you are, you'd better be responsible for what you say! You should be the police! If you know the law and break the law, someone will not let you go!"
But as he listened, for some unknown reason, a smile began to appear on his face, as if he had made progress, and the girl in front of him became even more panicked.
She panicked and heard Chen Qing's words, "Then let that 'person who won't let me go' talk to me, take me to court, and kill me."
She looked at Chen Qing and the malicious smile on his face. Her expression changed and her legs were still a little weak, but she knew in her heart that this young man probably didn't know anything yet.
"I don't have to be afraid...I don't have to be afraid..."
She repeated this sentence over and over in her mind, and then she saw the young man approaching.
"You can call people who you think can help you to come over, and you can try and see if they come."
As he walked step by step, his voice became harsh. He was like a police officer who specialized in interrogating criminals. He was strict and oppressive. So he said again: "You call them to come. This saves me some effort." Let me see how many people are left in the gang that killed Di Xing'an."
He said "Ah" in a pretentious manner, and continued to say to Yu Weilian: "His current wife talked to you, ah... so did she. Then who wouldn't? Maybe the pregnant woman did too.
Do you know her? "
Chen Qing smiled and said a name: "Do you know Wang Shishuang? She is also pregnant with your 'ex-husband's' child."
He watched the girl's face change from hatred to whiteness, and then her face turned rosy again, and even her legs stopped shaking.
"You don't know him... Oh, it seems like he is outside of you..." He pointed at Yu Weilian's face and suppressed his smile: "He didn't die because of cheating, because he Not cheating at all.
This is all between you and..."
He knocked his head and recalled Di Xing'an's current name: "All of this is what you and He Xinyuan planned."
He looked at the woman in front of him and took two steps forward. When he came closer, she took two steps back. It was not until her back was mounted on the pillar of the pavilion that she stopped taking steps back.
“At first, everyone thought he died from an affair.
Yes, if so, you will be the first suspect.
No...it should be said that they were the first suspects.
But after this, it won't be you, because he didn't die from cheating, and everyone will find that you have no motive for killing.
Because everyone will find that you seem to be just a poor woman who was deceived by him. You even contacted his current girlfriend and prepared to expose his true face together.
That's what you'll say when we ask.
Therefore, you have no motivation or conditions to take action.
Then came his current incumbent, and he had no chance.
Because she is the current man, she has already got this man, and she has no reason to destroy what already belongs to her. "
He looked at the girl in front of him, at the backpack that was constantly lifting on her chest, and concluded word by word: "No.
He is not a man trapped in a whirlpool as we imagined.
At least for the two of you.
He didn't die from an affair. "
When she heard this, her face turned pale, and although she already guessed that the other party understood a lot, she still didn't believe it. She didn't believe that Chen Qing could deduce everything at his age.
So she asked, "Why!"
She gritted her teeth and asked: "So many people have motives for committing crimes! He Xinyuan also has so many suitors! They..."
Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted, "They don't know."
He looked at Yu Weilian and continued: "They don't know because no one knows about your marriage.
He didn't bring you home to meet your parents, and neither did you, nor did the people around him.
Wang Shishuang didn't know, which was reasonable; her roommate didn't know, which was wrong.
She was thinking of ways to squeeze money out of Di Xing'an. Although she didn't know why, there might be a possibility of an affair between them, but no matter what her purpose, she should pay close attention to the people around Di Xing'an.
Haunting in hotels and mansions, this kind of behavior will definitely become a source of money for her.
But she doesn't know, which means that when he met you, at least no one on campus saw him.
Then you three college students..." He paused for a moment, and then continued: "Excluding He Xinyuan, how can you two avoid everyone when they meet.
So... there is only one conclusion. The place where the three of you met must have been arranged by He Xinyuan.
Only in this way can you avoid everyone's eyes and ears.
But why do you do this? This explains a question I have been curious about for a long time.
How did you and He Xinyuan meet?
At first, I thought it was Di Xing'an who passed, but now that I think about it, it wasn't.
It was the two of you who chose Di Xing'an. You had known each other for a long time and came to the conclusion after talking with him. "
He looked at the woman in front of him, and saw that the clothes on her back had been soaked by the rain. He saw that her face was white and her hair was disheveled, and he could tell that she looked like a beautiful woman.
She gritted her teeth and took a step forward: "I know why you came alone!
I know what you want! "
She suddenly pulled off the clothes on her chest, and the white tender flesh appeared in front of Chen Qing: "Whatever you want...I can give it to you."
