I have been following you

On the [-]nd two months ago, on the same flagpole, the guard Zhang Dahu hung on it. His death made everyone feel terrified.

But Wu Lili was recognized as a beautiful teacher in the school, but her death made everyone very sad.

Especially the art students, many of them cried.

Among them, Liu Chen was the most emotionally out of control. He stood blankly in the crowd, and it was the first time he experienced the death of the people around him, confusion and grief.

Outside the cordon, the students were talking in low voices.

"Another one died, it's terrible."

"The police said it was a suicide. What's the matter? The guard is like this, and so is the teacher. Why don't you want to live?"

"Ms. Wu is a nice person, and she is so pretty. Many people in the school like her, and she is going to get married soon. How can she commit suicide?"

"Maybe it's emotional."

"I heard that there was a boy chasing her in one of the classes she led. Could it be that he did something too much? She can't think about it?"

"Fuck you!"

A roar exploded, and Liu Chen rushed forward to hit the girls who were chewing their tongues, but he was grabbed by Ji Shao who was next to him and dragged away vigorously.

The snow in the square was trampled and dirty, and there was no longer any white space to be seen. The surroundings were chaotic, everyone was chattering, and there was an uneasy airflow.

Liu Chen panted heavily, "Damn it!"

His eyes were red, and he murmured, "Teacher will not commit suicide."

The next moment he suddenly shouted again, "It's impossible!"

Ji Shao's eardrum hurts, "Liu Chen, do you know something?"

Liu Chen shook his head, "I... I don't know... I don't know anything..."

He met a teacher during the day yesterday, and the other party said he was going to buy things in the back street, and asked him where there was a universal recharger. He wanted to find a chance to get in touch, so he didn’t go to the party at night, and he was waiting downstairs. It’s almost eleven o’clock. It's time for him to go back to the dormitory.

Hearing the teacher had committed suicide the next morning felt like a nightmare.

Liu Chen gnawed his bloody lips, no way, how could it be possible, the teacher had no reason to commit suicide.

"I also don't think it's possible." Chen Hao leaned over, his face still pale, apparently quite frightened, "We don't know about the guard, but the teacher is different. He basically sees him every day, and he doesn't look like he doesn't want to live anymore. .”

He said the conjecture in his heart, "Could it be that someone killed him and hung it up?"

But the police are not stupid enough to fail to detect it.

Liu Chen suddenly raised his head and grabbed Chen Hao, his eyes were frighteningly bright, "You think so too, don't you?"

Chen Hao was in pain, "Damn it, why are you tickling me?"

Ji Shao on the side squinted his eyes to look at the flagpole in the distance. This was already the second one, and he was rushing to enter the gate of hell.

"Cui Yu, why do you think a person commits suicide?"

"A lot." Cui Yu frowned, his long and narrow eyes were drooping, and his expression couldn't tell whether it was warm or cold, "Maybe there is no other choice."

Is there no other choice?Ji Shao let out a breath of white air, "Cui Yu, do you believe it?"

He asked abruptly, Cui Yu could understand.

Cui Yu raised his eyes and said softly, "I also think it's strange. Teacher is a woman. Judging from her physical strength and her own weight, she is unlikely to climb up."

He suddenly held Ji Shao's hand that was hanging on the side, "Why is the finger broken?"

Ji Shao intuitively felt that Cui Yu's hands were very cold, bitingly cold.

Tightening his index finger, his eyelids twitched slightly, "Do you have a Band-Aid in your pocket?"

Cui Yu didn't answer, and put the band-aid on.

"Stay here?"

Ji Shao glanced at the flagpole, then at the crying classmates, Liu Chen who was losing his mind, and Chen Hao who was cursing. His eyes flicked and stopped on Xu Qian who kept wiping his eyes.

"No, go back."

Ji Shao took two steps, turned his head in a strange way, and Cui Yu walked behind him, with warm eyebrows and eyes.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing."

Cui Yu stepped forward, stopped beside Ji Shao, stood shoulder to shoulder with him, looked at him from the side, and raised the tail of his eyes.

That kind of gaze is better than the white snow all over the place, clear and pure, Ji Shao's breathing stagnated strangely, something jumped into his mind, and then ran away again.

Puchi, Cui Yu put his hand in his pocket, and slowly opened the corner of his mouth, he said, "Ji Shao, why are you in a daze?"

"Not in a daze." Ji Shao turned his face away, his face not red and his heart beating, "I see that the tree behind you is dragging ice."

Cui Yu shrugged his eyebrows, but didn't poke them.

Fang Xian, who was on the opposite side of the cafeteria, saw the two of them coming, and immediately asked, "What's going on?"

He likes to be clean and doesn't want to get in. He stands far away and only listens to everyone talking about the teacher's death and suicide.

"We don't know too well." Ji Shao said, "Fang Xian, your uncle is here."

Fang Xian was taken aback for a moment, he walked quickly to the periphery of the crowd, looked up and found figures talking to several people, the expression on his uncle's face was very strange, if you really want to describe it, it would be weird.

Fang Yi noticed something, he caught his nephew's gaze, and usually teased him, but today his facial muscles were tense and distorted.

The noise attracted Fang Yi's attention, and a young man with a baby face came over immediately and said, "Team Fang, that kid is the only son of the deputy chief, named Liu Chen."

"I don't care who he is." Fang Yi rubbed his face vigorously, "Heavenly King and I are useless to me."

The young man shrugged and looked at Liu Chen who was blocked by several people, "I heard that the boy was one of the suitors of the deceased, so sad...Fang team, where are you going?"

Fang Yi didn't look back, he drove to the mental hospital, and after negotiating with Zhang Genfa, he met Zhang Genfa.

"Uncle, I'm Fang Yi, we've met before."

Zhang Genfa still remembered Fang Yi, "Officer Fang, Dahu and Dalong have gone away and are not at home."

Fang Yi's back felt cold, he was smoking a cigarette, "Did they go away?"

"Yes, it's been a while." Zhang Genfa played with the glass ball and said enthusiastically, "Does Officer Fang want to find them? I can take you there."

Fang Yi's cigarette flickered, even though he knew that Zhang Genfa suffered from Alzheimer's disease and his words were not credible, he still felt panicked.

Zhang Genfa, who was squatting on the ground, looked at Fang Yi and kept laughing. The laughter reminded Fang Yi of crows eating corpses.

He didn't know why he came here, probably because the last case was exactly the same as this one, it was also a suicide, and it was also questioned by the people around the deceased.

This time it was Liu Chen.

After returning, Fang Yi sat at the table and smoked one by one. After a long time, he took out something from the side pocket of his jacket. It was a suicide note that the deceased Wu Lili put in his pocket.

He was the first to spot it and buckle it down.

Even though it was the second meeting today, Fang Yi's limbs were still cold and his face was pale. If possible, he would rather never have read this suicide note.

The crumpled red striped letter paper on the table had two lines of writing on it.

I saw Zhang Dahu.

The flagpole was so cold I had no other choice.