The master of metaphysics is trying to break up again

Cui Kai passed out, and was carried in by Zhao Chunyang and Wu Mengyu and placed on a chair, his hat was finally taken off, and the camera on it was thrown on the table next to him.

The other students were immersed in the joy of escaping from death, and did not notice them. The exchange between Lin Xuekuang and Xie Wenyuan was clearly recorded by the live broadcast that was still not closed.

"Wow, here comes another superb! What a great place this A University is, I will take it for the postgraduate entrance examination next year!"

"This buddy doesn't seem to be from University A, right? The other students don't know him. He should be here to help others."

"There are still such kind-hearted people these days?"

"No, no, I think he has other plans. Don't you think he spends a lot of time looking at the little brother in blue pajamas?"

"The eyes are also special... affectionate (sorry, I really can't find another word to describe it)."

"It's the feeling of love and hate, a thousand words, and the smile they gave each other at the end is also very good, as if looking at each other, everything is in silence."

"Let me put it this way, there is absolutely something wrong with these two people, either there is a feud, bloody enmity, or there is affection, the level of harmony between the mountains and the earth."

"No matter how handsome this later man is, no one can snatch my brother in blue pajamas!!!"

"This face value, this picture, so beautiful woo woo woo woo woo!"

"Why, the host's script has changed from a horror movie to a romance movie?"

At this time, Xie Wenyuan suddenly moved.

Seeing him stepping forward, the audience was very excited. They wanted to see how Xie Wenyuan and Lin Xuekuang would communicate and what they would say. There were even ABCD fill-in-the-blank items for betting on the barrage.

But to their disappointment, Xie Wenyuan didn't look for Lin Xuekuang, but walked towards the camera.

His handsome face was gradually enlarged on the screen without any blemishes, and people couldn't help admiring him. Before he could say a few words of praise, he felt the camera shake. Xie Wenyuan picked up his hat and smiled slightly at the camera. Then he pressed the close button without hesitation.

"Hey, it's hard to have some ambiguous party, why don't you let me see it?!"

The live broadcast that started in the middle of the night was finally turned off, and Xie Wenyuan reported Cui Kai's live broadcast room.

Resentment is actually an emotion so strong that it has a material form. The reason why these viewers who watched the live broadcast had such a deep sense of substitution just now is that they insisted on watching with great interest no matter how blurred and incomplete the picture was. Horror is acceptable, and it has nothing to do with it.

This kind of situation is not very serious. After a few days of nightmares, the metabolism is almost gone, and it is enough to contact the official to give an explanation.

On the contrary, Cui Kai's live broadcast room has always been selling tricks on others and illegal operations before, and this time it made such a big noise, it was closed early to save worry.

Xie Wenyuan turned off the live broadcast, threw the phone back on the table, and Zhao Chunyang and the other students told each other about their experiences.

Only now did everyone believe that Xie Wenyuan was indeed a good person. If it weren't for him and Lin Xuekuang tonight, everyone might have been wiped out.

Thinking of the hostility just now, these students were very embarrassed, apologized quickly, and thanked him.

Xie Wenyuan didn't care too much, smiled and said: "It may be too early to say thank you, maybe everyone will have opinions on me later, because I don't think you can leave now."

Zhao Chunyang said: "If there is a need, everyone will cooperate, can you tell me the reason?"

Xie Wenyuan said: "The first is that although the scope of this matter has already been greatly affected, it cannot be broken. Now that so many people go back to the dormitory together, it will definitely alarm other people, and it is not easy for you to explain it to the dormitory manager. Bar?"

That's right.To be honest, they don't want to spread the word about this embarrassing and unlucky experience tonight, so that others will look at them strangely.

"Second, as a consultant to the current police, I want to clarify a few things. Where did this costume come from, and who brought it? Why did Cui Kai appear here with you? Who decided it? Rehearsal here tonight?"

Xie Wenyuan kicked the chair next to him flat, hit the edge of the door, closed the door with a "bang", sat down with a smile, and watched everyone.

"Because it may be involved in the previous murder case, I'm afraid no one can leave without asking the cause and the result."

Lin Xuekuang walked over from the window, leaned on a table with folded arms, and glanced at Xie Wenyuan.

The two of them can't talk about their relationship, but their thinking and style of doing things are somewhat similar. He thought so just now, but Xie Wenyuan thought that Lin Xuekuang's classmates were in front of him, and he didn't want him to draw this hatred, so he rushed to get rid of it first. The words of the offending person were spoken.

Hearing Xie Wenyuan's question, Zhao Chunyang looked pale, feeling extremely wronged: "I was the one who borrowed clothes from the photo studio, the one who confirmed the time, place and participants, and the one who opened the window and saw Cui Kai from below."

But it's because he is the monitor!

Lin Xuekuang said: "But I remember that you didn't go there by yourself, did you?"

"That's true." Zhao Chunyang was very honest and said with a wry smile, "but to be honest, I'm basically the one who decides every time, and I'm the only one involved in all three things."

He told what happened, and other students followed suit.

Xie Wenyuan listened for a while, and felt that there was nothing wrong with other things, but the source of this costume was still doubtful.

He asked: "That is to say, you rented that box of clothes from the photo studio, but there were no costumes in it when you rented it. Who were the people who went there?"

Another tall boy named Zhang Hang said: "There's me too. I have a lot of clothes, I went to carry them back with the monitor, and..."

He hesitated for a moment, with a look of embarrassment on his face, He Simeng said beside him: "It's okay, let me tell you. Linlin didn't go with her, but she was also involved in this matter, do you want to contact her?"

The full name of Linlin in He Simeng's mouth is Wei Lin, she is her roommate, majoring in economics and management, because her family background is not very good, she often works outside.

Not long ago, she had just changed a part-time job in a photo studio, and she helped to contact Zhao Chunyang and Zhang Hang when they borrowed the clothes.

It's not yet dawn, so it's not easy to find Wei Lin for the time being, Xie Wenyuan thought for a while and asked, "Can you borrow me to see her circle of friends?"

He Simeng showed hesitation, and Xie Wenyuan took out his ID and handed it to her: "I can guarantee that I am absolutely not interested in anything that has nothing to do with the case, and I will not spread it to the outside world. You take a photo of the ID, and any follow-up questions will be answered." You can hold me accountable."

He Simeng paused for a moment, then turned around and asked, "Lin Xuekuang, you are familiar with this consultant Xie, right? Is he really trustworthy?"

Lin Xuekuang and Xie Wenyuan didn't expect He Simeng to ask such a question, and they were startled at the same time, Xie Wenyuan felt a little nervous.

He didn't dare to look at Lin Xuekuang, held his breath, and waited for the other party's answer.

Lin Xuekuang was silent for a moment before saying, "Give it to him."

After a pause, he said again: "No problem."

Happiness came a little unreal, Xie Wenyuan's heart skipped a beat, all the previous resentment and dissatisfaction disappeared, he endured it, but he couldn't hold it back, he pursed his lips and lowered his head to laugh.

Lin Xuekuang glanced at him coldly, turned and walked away.

He Simeng held the phone halfway, and looked at Xie Wenyuan in horror.

Xie Wenyuan took the phone and nodded to her sincerely to thank her: "Great, I can find clues."

He Simeng: "..."

Just... a very dedicated person, I really misunderstood him.

At this time, she also discovered that Lin Xuekuang and Xie Wenyuan's way of getting along seemed a bit strange, seemingly ignoring each other, but Xie Wenyuan always looked at Lin Xuekuang from time to time, his eyes were full of concern.

It's hard to say what Lin Xuekuang's attitude towards Xie Wenyuan is, but that kind of trust and familiarity cannot be concealed.

With so many students involved, although what happened tonight was not publicized, the school should know that while they were talking, Zhao Chunyang had already contacted the instructor.

After listening to him talk about the situation over there, he attached great importance to it, and said that he would contact the school leader immediately, and then rushed to ask the students to stay in the classroom temporarily and not go out alone.

Lin Xuekuang stayed here and waited with everyone. He wanted to see Wei Lin's circle of friends, but he didn't sleep much for two nights, and his energy was really low.

Seeing Xie Wenyuan sitting there flipping through He Simeng's cell phone, Lin Xuekuang didn't go there, found a seat in the back row and sat down, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Wei Lin doesn't have many circles of friends, and many of them share late-night emo and songs. She seems to be a girl with delicate emotions, and she seems to be in unrequited love, which makes Xie Wenyuan feel a little bit concerned.

He looked for a while, but found no clues, flipped his fingers a few times quickly, and was about to return the phone to He Simeng, but his eyes froze all of a sudden.

——Xie Wenyuan saw a handwritten personal summary posted by Wei Lin two years ago.

The accompanying text is: "At the end of the year, I have to make up various summaries, notes, and thought reports, and my hands are tired and cramped."

The photos and text are all normal, the key is her handwriting, which is exactly the same as the three words "Lin Xuekuang" that Xie Wenyuan saw on the paper heart in the wishing bottle before!

Could it be that the person Wei Lin likes is Lin Xuekuang?Is that wishing bottle hers?How could it appear in Qi Yanzhi's hands?

The question about the wishing bottle has been circling in his mind for a long time, no matter from the perspective of case clues or personal feelings, he can't be vague.

Xie Wenyuan suddenly turned his head and looked at Lin Xuekuang.

"The doll and the bear dance, dance, dance, one two one..."

At this moment, a burst of music sounded, breaking the silence in the classroom.

Holding the tail of a brown toy bear, Zhang Hang said embarrassingly, "I'm sorry, it was a gift from the studio. I played with it, but I didn't expect this thing to be called."

Hearing the singing, Lin Xuekuang, who was resting with his eyes closed, sat up straight suddenly, his face turned pale in a flash, and when he opened his eyes, he happened to meet Xie Wenyuan's gaze.

At this moment, Xie Wenyuan caught sadness and... panic in his eyes.

Lin Xuekuang has always been calm. Even in the past, Xie Wenyuan rarely saw him lose his composure, let alone be afraid of something.

His heart twitched, thinking he had read it wrong, he saw Lin Xuekuang got up in a hurry, said "go to the bathroom", and left the classroom quickly.

Zhang Hang was frantically trying to turn off the little bear, when suddenly a slender hand stretched out beside him, and with a "slap", a yellow talisman was pasted on the bear's face, and the overly loud music stopped immediately.

Zhang Hang raised his head blankly and looked at Xie Wenyuan: "...Thank you?"

"Don't play this song at night, it's easy to attract ghosts."

"Ah?!! Isn't this a nursery rhyme? Hey..."

Xie Wenyuan didn't explain. After dropping this sentence, he strode past him and chased him out of the classroom.