Dressed as a white moonlight

In the office, everyone looked at each other like soaked rats.

The ambulance had already taken Shi Mingdianjiao's body away, and the police had to leave early because of the heavy rain after a few simple questions.

Liu Shan's face was as dark as a pot sticker, and he pointed at Qiu Zhenguo with his short, fat finger: "Didn't you go with him?"

For two days in a row, there have been accidents in the school.No matter how much you cover it up, you can't quell the panic in the school.

"Principal, it's really not our fault. When we left, there was no one in the power room..." Qiu Zhenguo felt a little guilty, and even he began to wonder if his memory had made a mistake.

The power after electrification is enough to electrocute an adult into a faint, but will it really be silent and difficult to detect?

Liu Shan rubbed his aching temples: "The teachers who live off-campus don't go back tonight, so as to appease the students and ask them not to send out the news as much as possible."

After the meeting, everyone walked out in silence.

Liu Shan stopped Yun and said, "I'll take you back."

Faced with his differential treatment, the teachers dared not speak up.

The car was well heated, and the cramped space smelled of leather and evaporating moisture.

Bean-sized raindrops slapped on the car window indiscriminately.Liu Shanping looked ahead, and asked Yunyan: "Recently there have been a lot of messy things in school, didn't it affect your mood?"

Yunyan shook his head: "It's okay."

He has a dull temper, Yunmei also mentioned it at the dinner table.

Liu Sanpang smiled, "You really don't look like your mother. When Sister Mei was young, she was the most noisy person in our town."

He sighed a few words, and asked casually: "You seem to be walking very close to that little policeman?"

The car turned around, and there was another intersection, and we were about to arrive at the hotel.

Yunyan replied slowly, "It's okay."

The particles in the air are going to be silent.

Liu Sanpang sighed: "It's not easy to sit in my position. I don't know how many people in the town are staring at me. Sometimes when you hear something, you must not take it to heart."

"Anyway, I am your uncle, and we are a family."

Yunyan smiled innocently: "Uncle Liu, I know."

When we arrived at the hotel, Yunyan opened the car door and was about to get out of the car when Liu Sanpang called him again, "Go and spend time with Xiaoli when you have nothing to do. She has no mother since she was a child. When something like this happens, no one around her If not, you will be a helping uncle."

Watching the Lamborghini drive away, Yunyan stood under the eaves of the hotel porch, looking up at the sky.

A drop of rain falls just right in his eye.

Turned around and entered the hotel.The phone in my pocket vibrates, swipes, answers.

"Have you returned to the hotel?" It was Wu Long.

Yunyan turned his head and looked outside the hotel, but he didn't see anyone he was familiar with.

"Don't look, we're not at the door. Ma Wenchao installed a monitor on the flower bed opposite the hotel. I just found out about this kid today. I'm at his house now, have you found anything?"

Wu Long was sitting in the rubbish dump, pawing at his lumpy face, while Ma Wenchao was opposite him, listening with his ears pricked up.

After entering the elevator, Yunyan glanced at the monitor, "Let's talk in the room."

Yunyan hung up the phone, and when he reached the fifth floor, the elevator door opened, and a businessman wearing gold-rimmed glasses came in. He held a briefcase in his hand and greeted Yunyan with a smile.

Under Yunyan's gaze, he pressed the button for the ninth floor.

For convenience, Yunyan took a private elevator.

When the eighth floor arrived, Yunyan casually went out and watched the elevator continue to move upwards.

He dialed back, and Ma Wenchao on the phone was almost dying of anxiety, listening to his answer expectantly.

"Your premonition may be true, Bian Jing has passed away."

Ma Wenchao seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and sat down on the garbage dump without saying a word.

Wu Long looked at him sympathetically, and asked Yunyan, "Have you found any evidence?"

"Not yet."

Yunyan thought of the business man just now. According to Liu Li, the ninth floor should be Sun Wei's private domain. Why would someone else live in it?

He swiped his card to enter the room, and almost instantly, he noticed that something in his room had been touched.

Frowning, Yunyan pretended not to see, "Don't make any noise." He searched around the corner of the room, and sat down on the sofa after making sure there was no monitor.

Ma Wenchao's heart rose again, and he asked Wu Long in a low voice, "If there is no evidence, it means that Xiao Jing may still be alive, right?"

"It's also possible." Wu Long comforted him.

"I have something to ask." Yunyan's wet hair hanging above his eyelashes, he pushed aside, "When you got married, which floor was the wedding room booked on?"

Ma Wenchao blurted out: "The eighth floor, 1803!"

Next door, Yunyan said "um", "Did you drink a lot that night?"

"It should be okay, my work outside is also of a social nature," Ma Wenchao didn't want to recall what happened that day, as long as he thought about the relevant details, he would hate himself even more.

"Did you hear anything in the night?"

"No……"

Wu Long interrupted and asked, "Are you a light sleeper or a deep sleeper?"

"It should be shallow, Xiaojing sometimes has nightmares at night, every time I wake up in time to comfort her." Ma Wenchao's nose was sore, he rubbed his eyes.

"Suppose, Bian Jing was kidnapped. Is there any possibility of drugging you?"

Wu Long already understood what Yunyan wanted to say, so he cleared his mind and continued to ask.

Ma Wenchao obviously couldn't recall, he mumbled while holding his head: "Is it possible..."

"Think about it, the wine you drank, the strange items you touched..."

"Have!"

Before Wu Long finished speaking, Ma Wenchao interrupted loudly: "I remembered, yes, we are going back to the room after the wedding, and a girl gave us a bouquet of roses!"

"At that time, a few friends of mine sent us back to the room, and they left after arriving. There were only me and Xiaojing in the room, so could it be the bouquet of flowers?"

Wu Long frowned in doubt: "Do you still remember what the girl who gave you flowers looked like?"

Ma Wenchao froze on the spot, shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "I only have Xiao Jing in my eyes, so I don't care to remember the appearance of a stranger."

"But anyway, the murderer may still be in this hotel. "Yunyan interrupted their chat, "I will continue to help you find, and you, do you have any useful information?" "

Wu Long scratched his head: "You asked me to check two things for you, but I only found one now. In the files about Huang Juanjuan in the file room, she only reported to the police once. As for your junior high school stage, your junior high school head teacher died unexpectedly. , is it special?"

Wu Long sent the photo to Yunyan's WeChat.

Yunyan hung up the phone, clicked on the picture, and when he saw the name Li Qin, something seemed to flash in his mind.

He leaned on the sofa, slowly sinking into memories.

Li Qin is a short, middle-aged woman who teaches in No. [-] Middle School. Her home is next to the school and she runs a small store. If students want to take a shortcut and enter the school through the back door of her home, they must buy snacks from her home.

She is a native of Tongxi Town, and her family has more than ten acres of terraced fields. When the seedlings are planted, the school will have a busy farming holiday.Li Qin always tricked the children into helping her plant seedlings.

According to the file, the cause of her death was burglary, she failed to resist and was killed.

Yunyan frowned, burglary?This charge...

He clicked on Li Dong's contact information: "You said that Lu Yahao entered the correctional center because of burglary?"

As if he had been squatting on his news, Li Dong replied instantly: "Yes, he killed the retired teacher of the junior high school."

"Do you remember her? She used to be our head teacher."

Li Dong sent over a "nice" smiley expression.

Yunyan's finger slid across the screen, is Li Dong in the same class as him?

After putting these messy information together, there is a strange sense of coincidence.

"What kind of teacher is she?"

"Ms. Li Qin is a very good teacher. She taught me a lot."

"Really? Then what have you learned?"

"Planting the seedlings, cutting the rice, how to deal with the leeches that got into the legs, how to explain when you fall into the mud pit and go home, do these count?"

Yunyan laughed muffledly: "Have I ever been in the fields?"

"No, you're too dirty."

"Then what am I doing?"

"Sit under the tree by the field and watch us work."

"Won't Li Qin kill me?"

"Your grandma is even more fierce."

Li Dong used a long paragraph to explain how Yunyan's grandmother protected her grandson who came back from the city.

Yunyan slowly retrieved some memories from the conversation with him.

The teenager is emotionally sensitive, and he still doesn't understand the flirting between his parents.When he was sent back to his grandmother's house in the countryside, he really thought that he was going to be abandoned by his parents.

At that time, Yunyan's grandfather had passed away, and the lonely grandmother in the old house welcomed her grandson's company, and she gave Yunyan her love and attention.

But this can't save Yunyan from being withdrawn.He never played with the children in the town. After school, he would always follow the road leading outside until he reached the stone monument of the town.Then she was brought home by her grandmother.

Li Dong said vividly how he followed Yunyan and saw all this in his eyes.

Yunyan is like a little crane trapped in a cage.He was out of tune with this town, and Li Dong knew at that time that such a crane would fly away sooner or later.

With a soft snort, Yunyan didn't scold Li Dong for being a stalker since he was a child.Unknowingly, the two chatted more and more deeply, until Yunyan stretched his waist and saw the time, only to realize that it was already 12:30.

He actually chatted with Li Dong for more than three hours.

The room was quiet except for the sound of the exhaust machine in the bathroom.

"It's late, I'm going to bed."

"Okay~ I wish you a sweet dream. See you at school tomorrow~"

The rippling wavy lines revealed Li Dong's good mood.

Yunyan looked particularly eye-catching, this is one of his potential mission goals, no, it can't make him feel that he is having a good time chatting.

"Don't think that I just forgive you for following me when I chat with you. We can't be together, stop dreaming!"