Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

Friday, the day before the holiday.

After assigning the homework, Teacher Liang gave an order like a savior, and forty children who were in Cao's camp but whose hearts were with Han ran out of the campus.

Wang Xingyi packed his schoolbag and threw it over his shoulder, then headed straight to the agreed location.

"Hey?!" Nie Kaiyu turned off the game console and pointed at himself, "I'm going too. Why?"

Let’s forget about Bai Jian’an’s matter.

Wang Xingyi, they don’t seem to have such a good relationship.

"Relationships are built through interaction. If you don't participate every time, there will certainly be no good relationship."

Nie Kaiyu didn't care: "What's the big deal? Making friends with him is not my birthday wish."

He might as well just lie comfortably in bed and play the game he is almost done with!

"No. Besides, Madam Nie told me to invite you along whenever we have outdoor activities, so that you won't lose yourself by holding the game console all day."

“This is too serious!”

What does it mean to lose yourself? He just has obsessive-compulsive disorder and feels uncomfortable if he doesn't pass the level, that's all!

"No matter what, you have to come with me today."

"Does he know?" Nie Kaiyu asked.

Bai Ji'an shook his head.

He reached into Bai Jian'an's pocket, took out his cell phone and threw it on his thigh.

"Let me ask you first. What if he is not convenient to tell me what he is going to tell you?"

How embarrassing.

"It's okay." Bai Ji'an said, "Xing Yi wants to ask me for help. Your Master Nie has great magical powers, so it will definitely be a good thing if he goes."

Pulling the reluctant Nie Kaiyu, Bai Ji'an walked into the private room under the guidance of the waiter.

Wang Xingyi looked up and their eyes met. He was really surprised that Nie Kaiyu was also there.

Nie Kaiyu thought he had come at an inopportune time and was about to retreat when Wang Xingyi said happily, "Great!"

After he finished speaking, he bent down, picked up piles of white papers and placed them side by side on the table.

Looking at the glue, book covers, heat shrink film and hair dryer that were finally served on the table, Bai Jianan and Nie Kaiyu were both stunned.

"What is this going to do?"

“Make a book.”

Wang Xingyi pulled out the chair next to him and took out three new, unopened hardcover books and placed them on the table.

Bai Nie and the other two walked over curiously, and Wang Xingyi said, "Open one and take a look."

Seeing the clue at a glance, Bai Ji'an said to Nie Kaiyu who was not in the situation: "You open it."

Nie Kaiyu tore off the plastic film and opened the hardcover book. He found that it was filled with blank paper.

He quickly closed the book and saw "The Collected Works of Pushkin" written in gold-plated letters on the hardcover cover of the cloth cover and leather spine.

"This is..." Nie Kaiyu turned his head and looked at the scattered props on the table, and said in surprise: "You made this book!"

Wang Xingyi nodded: "It doesn't look too difficult. I will waste a lot of time if I do it alone."

Bai Jianan took the book from Nie Kaiyu and handed it to Wang Xingyi.

"You can ask me for help. But the prerequisite is that you need to tell me exactly what happened and why you did it."

"Of course, no problem. I never intended to hide it."

Hearing the promise, Bai Jianan pulled out a chair and sat down without hesitation.

First time trying the pipeline.

Copying the glued paper, Nie Kaiyu's expression was as bitter as a bitter gourd.

He turned his head to look at Bai Ji'an, who was putting the book cover and plastic film on it, and said, "Let's switch."

His job looked more interesting than his own.

Bai Ji'an pushed the tool at hand to him, then looked at Wang Xingyi who was cutting paper non-stop, and asked, "Do you want to change it?"

Wang Xingyi shook his head without even raising his eyes.

According to the plan, he had to make fifteen blank paper books tonight.

I will go to the orphanage early tomorrow morning and give the book to Han Feng again in front of everyone.

After that, all he had to do was hide and wait.

No matter what the murderer's reason was for destroying the book last time, as long as he sees a better book, he will not be able to resist doing it again.

Bullying Han Feng, ruining Bai Jian'an's good intentions, and forcing him to ride his bike around Yue'an City.

He will avenge this grudge no matter what!

After two hours of hard work, the three of them finally produced twenty new hardcover books.

Nie Kaiyu looked at the pile of "barbs" and found it interesting.

"What's next?"

"this!"

Wang Xingyi took out his computer bag and turned over his laptop.

"This is the floor plan and layout of the orphanage that I found online. This window is Han Feng's dormitory. Outsiders are not allowed in, so I will be here, on the small hill behind the orphanage, observing everything with a telescope."

Bai Ji'an said, "But last time, the murderer acted after Han Feng went to school. Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow are Saturday and Sunday. Since you plan to go to the orphanage to give him books tomorrow, which proves that he doesn't have make-up classes on Saturdays, is there a school that doesn't have make-up classes on Saturdays but makes up classes on Sundays?"

"No." Wang Xingyi said, "I asked Han Feng, he has tutoring on Sunday morning, will study in the library in the afternoon, and will come back in the evening."

"Every week?"

Wang Xingyi calculated: "It's been two months."

Bai Ji'an nodded: "So, since they are both from the orphanage, the murderer must have figured out Han Feng's movements."

“But,” Nie Kaiyu sighed, “You’re watching from the opposite hillside. It must be annoying.”

"bother?"

"Yes. If you see the murderer sneaking into Han Feng's dormitory, you have to choose between continuing to observe on the hillside and preserving the evidence or running down the mountain to catch him."

"If you choose the front, there are a lot of mosquitoes in the summer. Even if the murderer doesn't do anything to you, the mosquitoes will not let you go. If you choose the back, you won't be able to enter the yard freely after you get down the mountain, and you will alarm the murderer, and it will be difficult to lure him to act again next time."

Bai Ji'an agreed: "Kaiyu is right. We need to think of a foolproof solution."

Nie Kaiyu said: "Is there any foolproof method? Unless he hides in Han Feng's dormitory. As long as the murderer sneaks in to pry open the cabinet, he will rush out and kick the murderer!"

Bai Ji'an denied it: "It's not right to hit people. It's not right anywhere. If you're not careful, you'll get into trouble."

"So you have a foolproof plan?"

Bai Ji'an said: "According to the plan. Tomorrow morning, Xingyi will go to deliver the book to Han Feng, and the two of us will hide in the dark and wait and see what happens."

At night, Zhao Lin followed Nie Kaiyu's instructions and drove the car into the underground garage of the shopping mall closest to the orphanage.

After a while, two figures swayed outside the window.

Nie Kaiyu immediately patted the driver's seat and urged in a low voice: "Here it comes, here it comes, open the window!"

One in front and one behind, the two car windows were lowered.

Three people, one big and two small, looked in the direction of the figure, and saw the boy who was following Wang Xingyi, carrying his schoolbag obediently, looking up at him, with bright stars in his eyes.

"He is Han Feng?" Nie Kaiyu teased, "He is so handsome. No wonder he can still inspire Wang Xingyi's desire to protect him even though he is four years older than him."

"this is for you."

Han Feng looked down at the phone Wang Xingyi handed over and asked in disbelief, "Give it to me?"

"Well, here you go."

"why?"

He couldn't help getting angry when he thought about the fact that when he planned his revenge, he could only look up information about the orphanage on the Internet instead of letting Han Feng introduce it to him.

"Why else? You're not going to write to me from now on, are you? Call me!"