Looking at the gift letter with a smile on the photo, Egret felt a chill.
The dim light above the head shines on the photo, which makes the friendly smile change a bit.
Gu Mian stretched out a finger and pointed to the lower right corner: "Look at the shooting date."
Egret looked along Gu Mian's finger.
The shooting date was June 1 this year, a few days before the incident.
She looked at the date in the lower right corner with confusion on her face: "When Li Shu took the photo here, Yuan Haotian's family was already dead, right?"
That's right, Gu Mian nodded.
The moment he saw that Cao Deren and his sister had the same hairpin, Bailu suspected that the fire at Yuan Haotian's house was related to Lishu and the three of them, but the hairpin was a new one and was not the same one that Yuan Haotian's sister had on her head.
Although Li Shu took photos downstairs at Yuan Haotian's house, they were also taken after the fire.
These coincidental similarities cannot prove that the three people in Lishu are related to the fire case.
"Is it such a coincidence?" Bailu glanced at Li Shu's smile in the photo again. That smile made people feel a little hairy. She immediately averted her eyes and did not dare to look further.
Gu Mian didn't have much reaction: "The book of rites told us that Yuan Haotian has been creating opportunities to meet them by chance since he came back from Weishan, but I don't think that's the case."
The egret looked up at Gu Mian.
"In my opinion, it is Lishu and the three of them who have been creating 'coincidences'
"Cao Deren bought the same hairpin as Yuan Haotian's sister, and the gift letter was photographed outside Yuan Haotian's house that once burned down. These are all coincidences;
"Maybe there are more coincidences that we have not discovered. I guess Yuan Haotian also discovered a coincidence when he went to Weishan, so he followed them crazily."
"Such coincidences do seem intentional, but why did Lishu and the others do this?" Bailu thought hard, "Are they mentally ill? After knowing Yuan Hao, the queen knew that he had died and his whole family was so deliberately irritating him like this?"
"You have overlooked a problem," Gu Mian looked down at Egret, "They can create so many coincidences that drive Yuan Haotian crazy. They must know Yuan Haotian very well."
"You mean..." Bailu was stunned, "Lishu and the other three knew Yuan Haotian a long time ago? Before that friend's party? Even before the fire at Yuan Haotian's house? Could it be that he was lying to us from the beginning! "
"Yes, you fell into his trap."
On the other side, Wang Youcai's group, whose member had just died, had already run out of the teaching building, and several people were sitting panting in a small pavilion next to the teaching building.
Ye Qiqi's face was red and white. Even in the dark night, you could still see her ugly face. She was the only one who saw her head being dragged into the hole in the table by the ghost.
Wang Youcai sat on a stone bench nearby with his head lowered and said nothing.
Ye Weiwei also turned pale. She had just saved her life from the ghost, and she was very scared.
"Just now..." Ye Qiqi gasped for several breaths before turning to look at Ye Weiwei, "It was so dangerous just now. You were talking about something, and the ghost hand suddenly came out of the hole in the table."
Thinking of this, Ye Qiqi shuddered again.
After witnessing her teammates being dragged into the hole in the table, she now has a psychological shadow over the dark hole.
"Roommate," Ye Weiwei suddenly straightened up and looked at the two people next to him, "the roommate who mentioned seven victims before twisting his head and being taken away by the ghost."
"Is there anyone else in their dormitory?" Ye Qiqi was slightly startled, "That's right, most high school dormitories are eight-person dormitories."
"But they never mentioned that there was another person." Wang Youcai frowned next to him.
Ye Weiwei suddenly remembered another homework book he found in the hole in Li Yi's desk: "Before the ghost appeared, I found the homework book of a student named 'Liu Baomao' in the hole in Li Yi's desk. Is this going to happen?" Could he be the eighth person in their dormitory?"
Liu Baoma? Wang Youcai thought about it, this was an unfamiliar name.
"Could it be that you don't fit in with others?" Ye Qiqi thought, "Sister, do you still remember that when we were in high school, there was a weirdo in the dormitory next door. He shook his clothes in the middle of the night until two or three o'clock, which made her dormitory noisy. The others couldn't sleep, and she didn't listen, so she just went her own way."
Ye Weiwei nodded: "It's hard not to remember."
Because the guy next door makes too many weird things.
Not only would he stand naked in the middle of the night shaking his clothes, but he would also move his desk from the classroom back to the dormitory to wash it overnight.
One time, the girl borrowed the shampoo that Ye Weiwei had just bought, and when she returned it, she had nothing left.
Later, Ye Weiwei had the opportunity to see how she washed her hair - pouring shampoo on her head, and then rubbing it vigorously for half an hour. In the end, there was so much foam that her head was almost invisible.
Because of this neurotic behavior, this girl was not well received by her roommates.
The dormitory next door didn't take her with them when they took dormitory photos.
"It's also possible that there are really only seven people in their dormitory," Ye Qiqi thought, "Why don't we go to the hospital and ask those living students?"
Ye Weiwei looked up at the school shrouded in darkness.
After what happened just now, she didn't want to stay here any longer: "I don't know if it was a coincidence, but the ghost appeared when we mentioned the eighth person, and it seemed that he didn't want us to investigate further. But if the eighth person was If there are really important clues, we will still find him."
Wang Youcai also nodded: "The student dormitory has a doorman, and we can't get in anyway. So let's go back to the hospital and ask those who survived."
After he finished speaking, he stood up: "Leave here first."
But just as Wang Youcai stood up, the three of them suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from the grass next to them.
who!
Ye Weiwei immediately grabbed Ye Qiqi and ran in the opposite direction.
Ten seconds after running out, she realized that Wang Youcai had not followed.
At this time, Ye Qiqi, who was pulled by Ye Wei, suddenly said: "Sister, it seems to be a person."
people?
Ye Weiwei slowly stopped and looked back.
I saw a man standing next to the pavilion where they had rested just now, looking at them with crazy eyes.
Wang Youcai kept a distance from the person who suddenly appeared. Ye Weiwei saw his mouth opening and closing, as if he was asking something.
"You are... not teachers, right?" The student emerged from the grass and looked at Wang Youcai in front of him with a strange expression, "I've never seen you before."
"Are you a human?" Wang Youcai looked up and down at the young man in student uniform in front of him.
"Nonsense," the student said with a strange expression, "How can it be a dog if it's not a human? You guys are really weird. In a place like this in the middle of the night, you still ask me if I'm a human."
Wang Youcai looked at the student-looking person in front of him warily: "You are also very strange. You emerged from the grass in the middle of the night. It is almost four o'clock in the morning now. What are you doing here as a student if you are not in the dormitory?"
"Of course I went over the wall to go to the Internet cafe to play games." Seeing that these people were not teachers, the young man didn't hide it, "I came back and took a nap when I ran out of money."
"Sleeping in the grass?"
"The door of the dormitory is locked. I originally wanted to make a living in this pavilion, but I didn't expect to meet you. Who are you? You can't be thieves, right?"
"Of course not." Wang Youcai denied the other party's statement.
Then he was stunned for a moment, and his eyes rested on the boy's chest, where there was a school badge pinned there: "Are you from Class 5, Grade 3?"
The young man yawned lazily: "Yeah, what's wrong?"
They actually met a student from Class 3 and 5 of high school.
This is a bit of a coincidence.
Wang Youcai was not sure for a moment whether this was a real coincidence or a deliberate move by the copy, but the clue was right in front of him, how could he give up.
"Did you know someone in your class died?"
"Of course I know. Three people in one dormitory were stabbed to death, and the remaining few escaped."
Wang Youcai took a deep breath: "Then do you know who the murderer is."
Of course Wang Youcai knew that the murderer was a middle-aged man named Liu Ben who had just divorced. He just wanted to confirm whether the student knew who the murderer was.
"I know, Liu Baoma is his father, what a coincidence. Oh, you don't know who Liu Baoma is. He was another person in their dormitory who committed suicide three months ago. My dormitory is really evil, one of them committed suicide. , and now three more were stabbed to death by the father of the man who committed suicide..."
Listening to the young man's words, Wang Youcai's back began to feel numb.
Got connected.
Liu Baimao was Liu Ben's son. Liu Baomar committed suicide. Liu Ben killed three of his son's roommates three months later.
Liu Ben did not kill without purpose.
But the students in the hospital didn't tell them about this, or that the murderer was the father of their dead roommate.
Ye Weiwei had already returned to the pavilion. She frowned and asked, "Does the person you mentioned who committed suicide have good relations with the other roommates?"
"I don't know about that. They and I don't live in the same dormitory." The young man thought for a few seconds, "But Liu Baimao is very good at studying. He probably doesn't get along with other people, but he always smiles, even if he suffers. You don’t necessarily have to speak out when you are being bullied. I heard that Liu Baomao’s mother couldn’t bear the blow after he committed suicide, and he divorced his father not long after…”
Hearing this, Ye Weiwei already had some guesses in her mind.
She turned to look at Wang Youcai, but saw that he was stunned, and his expression didn't look right.
"What's wrong with you?" Ye Weiwei asked aloud,
Only then did Wang Youcai come back to his senses: "...It's okay."
At this time, Ye Qiqi next to her was staring at a dark green belt. The knee-high green belt was very dense, blocking her line of sight.
She keenly heard a subtle friction sound coming from behind the green belt, but the sound was too small and sounded like an auditory hallucination caused by being too nervous.
The swaying branches and leaves reveal a few gaps from time to time, allowing people to peek into the small area behind it. The leaves are staring at the gaps between the branches and leaves, in case something suddenly appears there.
Seeing Wang Youcai come to his senses, Ye Weiwei lowered his voice and said, "I think Liu Ben's murder must be related to the death of his son. Do you know about school violence, right?"
Wang Youcai was stunned for a few seconds before nodding: "I know."
"Perhaps this is what happened to Liu Baimao. His death may have a lot to do with his roommates, so Liu Ben went crazy to kill those few of his people."
"Is this the truth we are looking for?" Wang Youcai seemed a little tired. He stretched out his hand to support the pillar of the pavilion next to him.
Ye Weiwei said: "This is just my guess. To verify this guess, we may have to find more clues, but I think I have already made a pretty good guess."
"So what's the way to survive?" Wang Youcai was a little confused, "A verdict of not guilty for Liu Ben? But he did kill someone."
"I think it should be like this. This copy requires us to make the right choice. It requires us to find out the truth and then judge. The truth is that the deceased is not innocent..."
As Ye Weiwei was talking, he felt his sleeve being pulled.
She turned around and saw Ye Qiqi next to her, tugging on her sleeves nervously.
"Sister, I feel like it's not very good here. Can we leave here first and then talk about it?" A few drops of sweat broke out on Ye Qiqi's forehead.
Ye Weiwei looked at Wang Youcai: "Let's go first."
Several people immediately said goodbye to the young man and left quickly.
But before they could go too far, they heard footsteps coming from behind, and then a familiar voice sounded. It sounded like the judge surnamed Chu they had met not long ago: "Xu Xingcheng?"
