"Professor Li!!!"
The piercing screams came from not far away, and also attracted the attention of Zhang Ziqing and Su Ran.
About seventy or eighty meters away from the two of them, an old man with gray hair was lying on the ground twitching. Next to him was food scattered on the floor because of his fall, and a group of bewildered students surrounding him.
"It's Professor Li Hanmin from Modern History." Su Ran recognized the old man lying on the ground at a glance and stood up quickly, "I took his class as an elective last semester."
Zhang Ziqing looked at the Malatang he had just finished eating, sighed, took out a piece of paper and wiped his mouth, then followed Su Ran to Li Hanmin's side.
As he got closer, Su Ran realized why everyone only dared to stand around and watch, but no one dared to go up to help the person up or send him to the hospital.
Although Li Hanmin was lying on the ground twitching, he could not tell that he was suffering from any disease such as epilepsy. He was not foaming at the mouth or vomiting blood. Instead, he kept muttering: "It's not me." You did it! I didn’t send you to the car! Your death has nothing to do with me!”
Su Ran frowned and patted the classmate he knew next to him, "What's going on?"
The girl shrugged, "Who knows, it was fine at first. I just finished buying food, but when I got here, I saw him standing still. I thought he was thinking about something. Who knew that he would kill me in the next second? I threw all the food in my hands out, lay down on the ground and started saying some inexplicable words, it felt like I was possessed."
Su Ran nodded and bumped Zhang Ziqing next to him with his shoulder.
Zhang Ziqing understood the idea and waved his fingers imperceptibly. Li Hanmin, who was still mumbling, stopped instantly and lay on the ground blankly. After a while, he realized what he was doing and sat up from the ground with a confused look on his face. looked around.
"What's wrong with me? Why am I lying on the ground?" Li Hanmin asked with a confused look on his face.
"Professor Li, you seem to have encountered something strange just now. You feel... not quite right." Su Ran stepped forward to help Professor Li up, "Come here and sit down for a while to rest." Bar."
Li Hanmin's mind went blank, and he followed Su Ran back to their seats a little dull. The students who were joining in the fun dispersed when they saw that nothing more exciting happened.
After telling him how Li Hanmin suddenly fell to the ground and twitched just now, and what he shouted, Su Ran asked tentatively: "Professor Li, I don't know whether I should ask, but it sounds like you are So guilty about someone’s death.”
Li Hanmin lowered his head, seeming to be thinking about something. After a while, he sighed, "Since you have all heard it, it doesn't matter if I talk to you.
This was already thirty years ago.
At that time, I had just graduated with a Ph.D. and came to teach at Jiangsu University. The principal at the time was Mr. Ji Zhongji.
At that time, the whole country was in great difficulty, and people's livelihood was hardly guaranteed, let alone education funding. Each university had to figure out its own funding, and the same was true for Jiangnan University.
At that time, Mr. Ji thought of a way to outsource the school's restaurant to an outside catering company, and pay rent and a portion of the commission to the school every year.
This idea was a good one, but the problem was that no one expected that the university’s restaurant would be so popular at the time. As soon as the news was announced, more than a dozen catering companies came to the door and expressed their willingness to take over the school’s restaurant.
After repeated selections, Mr. Ji selected a catering company called Lexiang. However, this decision was opposed by many people at the time.
Lexiang does not have a good reputation in the catering industry in the province. There have been many cases of substandard quality and even using rat meat as mutton. If they were allowed to accept the school restaurant, the health of the students would be at risk. No guarantee.
But despite this, Mr. Ji insisted on choosing Lexiang. He said that he went to inspect Lexiang on the spot and found that it was not as bad as the outside world reported. On the contrary, Lexiang's kitchen was still very clean and hygienic.
However, the school leaders did not think so at the time. Everyone knew that Lexiang offered the highest price, and it was 30% higher than the second highest price. This was actually a very abnormal price, even if it was the school restaurant. To make money, his bid is also suspected of disturbing the market price.
The most important point is that everyone thinks that the reason why Mr. Ji chose Lexiang so firmly is because Lexiang promised to give Mr. Ji an additional benefit fee.
Once someone started to spread this statement, it could no longer be contained. It didn't take long before the news spread throughout the school. The Ministry of Education at that time also sent a team to investigate Mr. Ji.
Late one night, I just came back from outside, and I wanted to go to the restaurant to see what else I could eat to fill my stomach. Unexpectedly, when I arrived at the restaurant, I found Mr. Ji sitting alone in the restaurant drinking.
After Mr. Ji saw me, he waved me over. Although I somewhat believed that statement at the time, Mr. Ji was the principal after all, and they were just drinking together, so there was no reason to refuse.
After drinking a few glasses of wine, Mr. Ji, probably feeling depressed, began to tell me about his frustrations. As the president of Jiangnan University, during his tenure, he saw with his own eyes that Jiangnan University’s unique and respected status was replaced by other schools. Instead, several colleges were forced to separate, causing the school's vitality to be severely damaged.
The new colleges have just been established and they need a lot of funds. Only the price offered by Lexiang can maintain the successful operation of these new colleges.
But everyone is saying that he asked Lexiang to do it because he received black money. He has not publicly defended it, and he can understand everyone's thoughts, but it is inevitable that he will feel a little depressed.
I was not very young at the time, only in my mid-twenties, so I didn’t quite understand Mr. Ji’s mood, so when he was talking, I just drank one cup after another with him.
While the two of us were eating and drinking, another person came in at the door of the restaurant, Mr. Li Chenglong, the vice principal in charge of catering in the school.
Mr. Li has a bad temper and usually complains about Mr. Ji's management. He has told many people in private that the current situation of Jiang University is due to Mr. Ji's incompetent leadership and poor management.
There were already opinions, and in addition, this time the restaurant incident happened to happen to be the part that Mr. Li was in charge of, Mr. Li's dissatisfaction with Mr. Ji became more and more serious.
After Mr. Li came in, he saw Mr. Ji and I were drinking. He was very angry. He came over and threw the bottle on the ground. Then he pointed at Mr. Ji's nose and scolded Mr. Ji for his conscience being eaten by a dog. In order to make money, he did not treat students at all. We take our health seriously.
Mr. Li scolded him harshly, but Mr. Ji said nothing, just lowered his head and allowed Mr. Li to scold him.
After Mr. Li cursed for a while, he must have been tired, so he stopped and sat aside to rest. When Mr. Ji saw that he was silent, he was about to say something.
At this moment, the restaurant suddenly lost power and it instantly became dark. The power system at that time was far less stable than it is now, so power outages were very common. The three of us sat on our seats waiting for the call to come.
I also drank a lot at that time, my head was a little dizzy, and I felt a little sleepy just sitting there. I thought that I would have classes tomorrow, and I couldn't stay in such a scene any longer, so I stood up and prepared to say goodbye to the two of them.
Just when I stood up, I suddenly heard a scream from Mr. Ji. I was so frightened that I woke up and stood there without daring to move.
The power outage didn't last long, and the restaurant's electrical system repaired itself after about a minute or two.
I looked in the direction of Mr. Ji again, and I was so frightened that I sat down on the ground.
Mr. Ji slumped in his chair, staring at the ceiling with wide eyes. He wanted to say something, but couldn't. A stab wound appeared on his heart, and blood quickly flowed down his chest. When he got to the ground, according to the amount of bleeding, even if the doctor was nearby, he wouldn't be able to save his life.
Mr. Li was holding half a wine bottle in his hand and was standing next to Mr. Ji. His face was pale but his expression was a bit cold. The sharp points of the bottle were stained with blood. "
