"Okay, okay, I'm sorry to bother you." Zhou Wensheng and Wang Bin took the bag of sheets stored in the archives by the trainee police officers and left the police station in their jurisdiction.
"Boss, what do we need this sheet for?" Wang Bin returned to the car holding the sheet.
"I'll make a bet with you." Zhou Wensheng struck a match and lit it, "We will definitely make new discoveries on this sheet."
"Let's go back to Huda. The farewell ceremony should be over. We should go to the school to continue checking Song Qiao and Liu Peng." Zhou Wensheng paused, blew out a puff of smoke out of the window, and looked at the time.
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"Where have you been..." Liu Fujun stood at the gate of the lake. When he saw Zhou Wensheng, he rushed over as if he had seen his savior.
"I suddenly remembered something, so I left early." Zhou Wensheng held Liu Fujun's hand and smiled.
"Fortunately, you are back, otherwise I wouldn't know how to explain to our principal..." Liu Fujun held Zhou Wensheng's hand tightly, fearing that if his hand slipped, Zhou Wensheng would slip away again.
"Come on, let's go. I'll invite you to dinner at Baimei Villa. Let's chat while eating." Zhou Wensheng patted Liu Fujun's hand and said with a smile.
It was still a semi-open minibus. Smelling the faint fragrance of plum blossoms along the way, the three of them arrived at Baimei Villa in Area C of Huzhou University.
Baimei Villa is the canteen in District C of Huda University. It is named after it is surrounded by patches of white plum trees.
Zhou Wensheng and the other three walked inside on the path paved with bluestone slabs.
"The ceremony is over." A muffled voice came from not far away.
Through the dense branches of flowers, it seems that many people gather together.
"What are they doing?" Zhou Wensheng asked Liu Fujun while looking at the crowd hidden behind the flower branches not far away.
Liu Fujun followed Zhou Wensheng's gaze and couldn't help but sigh softly and said, "It should be the students sponsored by Han Zichuan who are spontaneously mourning Han Weiwei."
"Oh..." Zhou Wensheng nodded thoughtfully.
"Officer Zhou, please." As they spoke, the three of them had reached the door of the cafeteria, and Liu Fujun opened the door first.
The meals at Baimei Villa are buffet-style. The dishes are served on plates of different colors. You can serve whatever you want, and you will pay according to the color of the plate.
The beautiful presentation and faint fragrance made Wang Bin swallow his saliva and quickly put five plates on the tray.
The three of them found a seat by the window.
"Principal Liu, we are here this time to tell you about two classmates, Song Qiao and Liu Peng." Zhou Wensheng said, took a bite of the snow-white plum cake, opened the recorder, and signaled to Wang Bin started taking notes.
The white plum cake melted in his mouth, with a hint of sweetness and the fragrance of plum blossoms. Zhou Wensheng felt happy both physically and mentally, and the fatigue of the whole morning was gone.
"Song Qiao and Liu Peng?" Liu Fujun squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then said, "To be honest, Officer Zhou, you are making things difficult for me. There are so many people in the school, how can I possibly know them all?" Liu Fujun smiled awkwardly. .
"Well, it's okay," Zhou Wensheng had expected Liu Fujun's reaction. He took out the photos of Song Qiao and Liu Peng, pushed them in front of Liu Fujun, and said, "Look at the photos and see if you can recall anything."
"They are one level below Yan Shaojun." Zhou Wensheng added as a reminder.
Liu Fujun picked up the photo and looked at it carefully, and murmured: "One class lower than Yan Shaojun... that is... the class of 2020, hiss... These two people looked familiar, and they felt like they had some impressions, but for a moment they thought Can’t get up…”
Liu Fujun put down the photo, picked up his phone, looked at Zhou Wensheng, and said: "I'll send the photo to the counselors of the 20th class to identify it and see which class it is from. Then we can find the counselor to find out the situation."
Zhou Wensheng nodded and stuffed the half-bitten exquisite crystal barbecued pork bun into his mouth.
Liu Fujun's reaction is normal so far. It seems that Song Qiao and Liu Peng don't have a complicated relationship at school, so he doesn't have to worry about someone deliberately hiding something.
"Principal Liu, the food at Baimei Villa tastes really good!" While waiting for the news, Zhou Wensheng chatted casually with Liu Fujun.
"That's right, to be honest with you, this White Plum Villa was donated by Mr. Han, Mr. Han, who you two met today. The chefs who cook are also trained by the chefs of the Han family, so that they can Let his precious daughter Han Weiwei have a taste of home at school. Look at the white plum blossoms in the garden, which were also Han Weiwei's favorite flowers during her lifetime."
"No wonder those students want to mourn Han Weiwei here." Zhou Wensheng took a bite of roast chicken with bamboo shoots and nodded slightly.
The tips of the bamboo shoots are fragrant and tender, and the chicken nuggets are delicious and juicy. The two collide on the tip of the tongue, creating a rare and delicious aroma.
"It seems that Mr. Han loves his daughter very much." Zhou Wensheng said, his chopsticks reaching for the bright and attractive sweet and sour pork ribs on the side.
The pork ribs taste sour and sweet, and the pork ribs are fat but not greasy, whetting Zhou Wensheng's appetite.
"Mr. Han and Mrs. Han are both top students in our school. They have a daughter like Han Weiwei under their knees. Naturally, they dote on them very much, but it is not doting. Otherwise, Han Weiwei would not have become one of the few outstanding graduates of Hunan University. . If Yan Shaojun hadn’t pressed her so hard, Han Weiwei would have been sent to study abroad as an exchange student for another year."
"Urgent? What do you mean?" Zhou Wensheng arranged the bones neatly in the bone plate, and stretched his chopsticks towards the lion's head next to it, which was fragrant with red sauce and sprinkled with chopped green onion.
"Let's get married~" Liu Fujun took a bite of the crystal shrimp dumplings on hand and sighed softly, "If she hadn't been in a hurry to hold a wedding, Han Weiwei might have gone abroad. If she had gone abroad successfully, she might still be alive now..." I don't know if that's true. Touched by the scene, Liu Fujun looked out the window at Baimei, his eyes seemed to be covered with mist.
"I heard that the two of them have been engaged for a long time, and the two families have been friends for a long time. This is completely certain, so why rush to hold a wedding at once?" Zhou Wensheng wiped the soup from the corner of his mouth and picked up the soup. Have freshly squeezed juice on hand.
"Who knows..."
"Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong..." As soon as Liu Fujun finished speaking, several messages came in from the mobile phone placed on the dining table.
All three people cast their eyes over.
Liu Fujun clicked on the message and read it for a moment, then said, "I found it. I'll ask their counselor to come over."
Zhou Wensheng nodded and motioned to Wang Bin to get some more food. I have to say that the food at Baimei Villa was the best that Zhou Wensheng had when he was out handling cases.
"Does Mr. Han know that his daughter will be arranged to study abroad?"
"I know." Liu Fujun nodded, "I heard that both Mr. Han and Han Weiwei thought it would be better to study abroad first. But I don't know why they changed their minds later. I remember that at that time, all the materials that Han Weiwei needed to submit to study abroad were We have already paid it all, but within a few days, Mr. Han called specifically to tell us that we would talk about Han Weiwei’s going abroad later.”
Zhou Wensheng took out the cigarette and held it in his mouth. Just as he was about to light the match in his hand, he seemed to remember something and put away the cigarette and the match.
Liu Fujun's words made Zhou Wensheng keenly feel something was wrong.
Han Weiwei preferred to go abroad first, while Yan Shaojun was anxious to get married first. If he was worried that Han Weiwei would fall in love with someone better than him after she went abroad, he could get the certificate first and hold the wedding after Han Weiwei returned to China. But why did he have to hold the wedding before Han Weiwei went abroad?
Also, what was the reason that made Han Zichuan change his mind? He obviously agreed with Han Weiwei to study abroad first.
"Principal Liu, are you looking for me?" Just as Zhou Wensheng was deep in thought, a gentle voice sounded in his ears.
