Chapter 18

Because there are still not many students on campus during the holiday, the dormitory downstairs has been cleaned up, except for the deep red that has penetrated into the surface.

"Tut, where should we start?" Zuo Xintong held his cheek in meditation.

Yes, it's easy to say that you want to investigate a person's identity, but it's not easy to do.

I looked up at the whole teaching building, and my mind kept echoing Wang Huan's heartbreaking roar to me last night: "I don't want to die! I hate you... "

All of a sudden, his brain flashed. He grabbed Zuo Xintong and went to the office building. "I have a way. Follow me."

Zuo Xintong didn't ask much, so he followed me to the director's office.

"Teacher, I want to ask, did the identity of the girl who jumped off the building yesterday morning be verified?" I knocked politely at the door and went into the office.

The guide was browsing the shopping website. He glanced at me and said impatiently, "why do you ask this! That's not your question. "

"Teacher, you misunderstood. In fact, my classmate couldn't get in touch these two days, couldn't get through the phone, and didn't come back home, so I want to ask... "I pretended to be very anxious and stared at the director with pathetic eyes.

"What's the name of..." The director finally let go.

"Wang Huan." I hastened to name Wang Huan.

"Not her." With that, the instructor waved impatiently, and then continued to visit the website.

"Thank you, teacher." As soon as Zuo Xintong and I walked out of the door, another young female teacher came in. As soon as we entered the office, we said to the director, "you said that Zhang Rui is so lively and cheerful. How can you say that if you jump off a building, you will jump off a building..."

The female teacher slammed the door when she entered the office, so Zuo Xintong and I couldn't hear what they said.

Zhang Rui?

Zuo Xintong and I looked at each other.

Zhang Rui is a senior who is about to graduate. Because she is good at singing and dancing and looks sweet, she is said to have won the first place as a campus singer in three circles in a row. She is also the backbone of the art department. She can be said to be the goddess in the hearts of boys.

Such a brilliant girl, how can you say jump off the building?

Zuo Xintong and I went out of the office building and sat on the bench beside the flower bed. I don't know if it's too overcast these two days. Sitting in such a strong sun, I didn't feel hot.

"What do you know about Zhang Rui?" I asked Zuo Xintong, because Zuo Xintong is a screenwriter of the drama club, so she has some contacts with the art department. I think she should know something about it.

"I don't know much." Zuo Xintong thought about it and said, "it seems that Zhang Rui's family condition is not very good. I heard that she has a seriously ill mother. However, she seldom mentions her family affairs in school, and she is not allowed to be asked. It is said that once a girl asked unintentionally, and Zhang Rui lost her temper. Since then, everyone knows that her family is her minefield and can't be touched. "

"Even if the family is not good, it's not the reason for her to commit suicide." I sighed and looked up at the blue sky. There was no cloud in the clear sky. The hot sun was shining on the earth without any barrier, and the wind was sultry.

"So there must be some other reason for her death." Zuo Xintong said faintly, "and that night you have looked for the whole dormitory building in order to find Wang Huan. You didn't see Wang Huan, didn't you see Zhang Rui?"

"So?" I sit up straight and look at Zuo Xintong.

"So my intuition tells me that there is a connection between Wang Huan's disappearance and Zhang Rui's suicide." Zuo Xintong said what she thought.

When I look at Zuo Xintong, I always feel that a huge invisible net has opened around us. We are all in the net, and we don't know what to say. These events are just the beginning.

"It seems that we need to investigate the connection between Wang Huan and Zhang Rui." I stood up and patted the dust on my trousers, "go to Wang Huan's first. Isn't it strange that Wang Huan has been missing for such a long time and her family hasn't called the police and the school hasn't received any notice? "

"Tut tut." Zuo Xintong smacked his tongue at me and stared at me.

"What's the matter?" I was dazzled by her.

"Miller, your mind is becoming more and more acute now. Are you sure you are not possessed by a famous detective?" With that, Zuo Xintong mysteriously approached me and whispered in my ear, "isn't that old ghost in your family Bao Qingtian?"

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I meow! Bao Qingtian is a big black face, OK! My old ghost is a white evil spirit!

When we came to Wang Huan's house, no one opened the door after knocking for a long time. It was only when a middle-aged aunt came back to buy vegetables and passed by the door that she kindly told us that since Wang Huan's father died, Wang Huan's mother had gone crazy and now she has been admitted to a mental hospital.

Moreover, we also learned from the middle-aged aunt that Wang Huan's father was not Wang Huan's own father. He and Wang Huan's mother were half way married and married when Wang Huan was 10 years old.