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Ji Zheng threw away the chair leg that hit his chest, supported the door frame and fell back two steps.

Xia Bingyang didn't see clearly who was coming, but recognized Ji Zheng's voice, withdrew his right leg gracefully, and said in surprise: "Brother Ji Zheng."

Ji Zheng held the door frame and breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Xia Bingyang and smiled reluctantly: "Do you really don't want to see me?"

Xia Bingyang thought that he had hurt him, and quickly stepped forward to help him: "How could it be, I didn't know it was you."

Ji Zheng was not injured, but the chair leg that Xia Bingyang chopped off just now was too dirty, leaving a light gray stain on his white shirt, other than that, there was nothing else.

Ji Zheng had no time to care about the stain on his clothes, and pulled Xia Bingyang's right hand under his arm to look at his palm: "Is your hand okay?"

Xia Bingyang froze for a moment: "Huh?"

Ji Zheng straightened his slightly crooked glasses, and said, "The chair leg just now was too old, I almost got my hand pricked when I picked it up."

Indeed, the weapon that Xia Bingyang picked up in a hurry just now was too old and full of thorns, and it was easy to pierce his hand if he held it hard.

The way Ji Zheng looked down to check his palm was too gentle and focused, Xia Bingyang watched him fascinated for a moment, and before he had time to speak, Ji Zheng frowned and said: "Put in a thorn."

After he said this, Xia Bingyang realized that his right palm did feel a little painful, but the feeling was not strong, and it belonged to the level of pain that he would not even consider at ordinary times.

Ji Zheng's index finger gently slid across a wooden thorn about four or five centimeters long horizontally under the skin of his palm, raised his head and asked him, "Does it hurt?"

Xia Bingyang turned his head, and immediately pretended to be pitiful: "Oh, it hurts, it hurts to death."

Ji Zheng grabbed his wrist and led him into the classroom, towards a window facing the sun.The glass was broken, and the sunlight shone in brightly, and even the blood vessels under the skin could be seen clearly.The window sill was wide and looked fairly clean, Ji Zheng pulled him to sit on the edge of the window sill, and then tore off a silver button fastened to the breast pocket of his shirt.The buttons are not sewn on with thread, but stuck to the fabric with two thin loopers for decoration.

Ji Zheng twisted the looper straight, and said in a gentle voice: "The wood thorns are too old and dirty, if you don't pick them out as soon as possible, you may get infected."

Xia Bingyang raised his right leg and stepped on the window sill, curled up in front of his chest, rested his chin on his knees, looked at Ji Zheng's face without blinking, slightly raised the corners of his lips and said, "But it hurts so much, what should I do?"

His face was neither red nor out of breath when he said this, he had even deceived himself, and he was a different person from Xia Bingyang who was stabbed in the waist and could still sweep the streets and chase hooligans.

Ji Zheng was also deceived by him, thinking that he was really afraid of pain: "I'll take it easy, if it hurts, just tell me."

Xia Bingyang nodded seriously, but in fact, his attention was not on his hand with a wooden thorn at all, but he was staring at Ji Zheng with all his attention.

It was the first time he saw Ji Zheng not wearing a suit. Although Ji Zheng in a formal suit looks good, his demeanor is too lean, which always gives people a sense of alienation that cannot be approached.At this time, Ji Zheng, who changed into formal clothes, was a little more solemn and gentle, and the clothes that lost the hard lines erased a kind of compelling coldness in his temperament.

"How did you get here?"

Ji Zheng focused on two things, bowed his head and concentrated on picking the wooden thorn in his palm with a thin needle, and also took into account the question of why they could see each other in this classroom.

Xia Bingyang moved his gaze down to the half of his arm where his shirt sleeves were rolled up to the elbows because of the hot weather. He first judged from the muscle lines of Ji Zheng's forearm that Ji Zheng had been exercising, and then said; "Investigate the case." chant."

Ji Zheng turned his head to look out the window, and what he saw was no longer the rice and flower fields he had seen just now.It is a long and narrow lake that can't be seen at a glance. There are dense rushes growing around the lake, and its flexible body swings with the wind, rolling like emerald sea waves.A few egrets with graceful and stretched postures either stand by the lake or fly over the lake, the scene is like a painting.

Xia Bingyang also looked out the window and said, "This place was built as a nature reserve three years ago, and it is now called Bailutan Wetland."

"What about the residents?"

"They all moved away and moved to the city."

The temperature doesn't seem to be as hot as before, and the wind blowing from the distant lake is still a bit cool.

Ji Zheng turned his head and continued to pick the wooden thorn in Xia Bingyang's palm: "Is this school also deserted?"

Xia Bingyang looked around: "Yes, this place will be demolished in the second half of the year, and it is said that a scientific research institute will be built." Then, he looked at Ji Zheng: "What are you doing here?"

Ji Zheng figured out the lines where the wooden thorns went in, and slowly pushed it out with the needle in the opposite direction, and said simply: "Rescue the heat."

summer?

Xia Bingyang thought in his heart that the summer resort he was talking about should be going to the mountains to escape the summer heat. Before the reconstruction of Bailu Town, it was indeed a summer resort, but at this time Ji Zheng met him at the school. 'Summer' doesn't seem to be the reason for Ji Zheng's presence at school.

When he was hesitant to continue asking, Ji Zheng had already helped him pick out the wooden thorns stuck in his palm, and took out a wet tissue to help him wipe off some blood on his palm, and then said: "Okay, go back Remember to disinfect with alcohol."

Xia Bingyang suddenly regretted why he didn't stick a few more wooden thorns in his hand just now.

Ji Zheng stood up from the balcony, then pulled him up and asked, "What case are you investigating?"

Xia Bingyang patted the dirt on his buttocks, and gestured around: "This used to be a teaching room. Six years ago, a female student here died in this teaching room."

"six years ago?"

Xia Bingyang pointed to the window sill where they were sitting just now, and said, "Yes, that girl died by the window on April No. 16 six years ago."

Ji Zheng took a step back, and his tone unconsciously became cautious: "What's going on?"

Xia Bingyang walked to the window sill and looked down, all he saw was the luxuriant weeds: "The school security guard killed the girl, but they never caught anyone."

"Did you escape?"

"Fleeing before the police arrived."

Ji Zheng immediately extracted the key points from his words: "Have any witnesses reported the crime?"

Xia Bingyang nodded, turned around and walked towards the door of the textbook room.

Ji Zheng followed him, walked out of the textbook room with him, stood in the corridor,

Xia Bingyang pointed to a classroom at the end of the corridor and said: "When the girl was killed, there was almost no one in the teaching building, only a female teacher stayed in the office to help the students with their homework, and it was this female teacher who witnessed the murder by the security guards. The scene of walking out of the textbook room."

Ji Zheng found that the office Xia Bingyang mentioned was opposite the bathroom he had just been to. The bathroom and the textbook room were in the same direction, so the office and the bathroom were in the opposite direction.

"Go and have a look."

Ji Zhengdao.

They walked to the end of the corridor, Xia Bingyang pushed open the door of the office, the inside was already empty, only the mottled walls and a thick layer of dust remained on the ground.

Xia Bingyang walked into the office and found that the office was very large, there should be at least seven or eight classrooms working here, and the office location of that teacher Xi Xue is no longer known.He waited and watched in the office for a week, then walked to the door and looked in the direction of the textbook room. He saw that the textbook room was a little east of the middle of the corridor, facing the stairs.

"Is this female teacher a witness?"

Ji Zheng asked.

Xia Bingyang took a few steps back to the end of the corridor, and then walked forward, trying to measure the length of the corridor from his footsteps: "The female teacher came out of the office when she heard the noise, just in time to see the security guard coming out of the teaching room. The person was dirty and caught, and then the security guard ran away when she called the police."

With his hands in his trouser pockets, he lowered his head and stared at the ground, making sure that the distance between each step he took was about 1.5 meters.

Ji Zheng walked beside him and walked slowly forward with him, also looking at his feet: "What is the motive of the security guard's killing?"

Xia Bingyang said: "This is a long story. The security guard is called Qin Ping. This Qin Ping's daughter has disappeared. He suspects that his daughter's disappearance is related to several children. Because these children were contacted by his daughter before she disappeared. The last few people. If you want to talk about the motive of committing the crime...it should be driven by retaliatory psychology."

Ji Zheng noticed something was wrong, and asked suspiciously: "How many children?"

"A total of four children."

The corridor ahead was blocked by a pile of debris. Xia Bingyang kept walking in a straight line, and he had to continue walking in a straight line when he encountered rotten tables and broken chairs blocking the way. So he raised his feet and looked for a foothold in the mess: "These four The four children are friends, and took Qin Ping's daughter up the mountain on the day his daughter disappeared, but the boiler worker at the school can testify that although these four children took his daughter up the mountain, but... oh!"

As soon as he stepped on his right foot, his left foot was caught by the leg of the table and he couldn't lift it up. He suddenly lost his center of gravity and tilted to one side.

"Watch out."

Ji Zheng held his arm in time so that no one would let him fall into the mess.

As soon as Xia Bingyang stood firm, he felt that Ji Zheng's strength on his arm was disappearing, so he held Ji Zheng's wrist with his backhand, looked at Ji Zheng sincerely and said, "I sprained my ankle."

Ji Zheng took it seriously, and quickly helped him stabilize: "You come out first."

Xia Bingyang pulled|pulled his feet out of the rotten table, and pretended to take a few steps forward, but still refused to let go of Ji Zheng: "Brother Ji Zheng, my foot hurts, please help me to walk forward."

Ji Zheng said: "Don't go, I will help you down."

Xia Bingyang raised his chin forward: "There are still a few steps to go."

Ji Zheng could only slow down and walk forward while supporting his arm, and continued the topic that was interrupted just now: "What happened to the boiler worker in the school?"

Xia Bingyang lowered his head so that Ji Zheng could not see the thin layer of joy on his face, and said in a calm tone: "Oh, the uncle who burned the boiler can prove that the four children brought back Qin Ping's daughter, Qin Ping's daughter The disappearance has nothing to do with them."

Ji Zheng thought for a while and asked, "The girl killed by Qin Ping six years ago is one of these four children?"

"Yes."

"You just said that Qin Ping killed this girl out of revenge"

"Yes."

Ji Zheng paused for a moment, and said seriously: "Will the other three children be safe?"

Xia Bingyang lowered his head and smiled, "Brother Ji Zheng, you are very suitable to be a policeman."

The corridor came to an end soon, Ji Zheng helped him to stop in front of the wall, and said with a smile, "Did I get the point?"

Xia Bingyang said sincerely: "Every question you ask is on point." He pointed to the steps extending down against the wall, and said, "There are also stairs here."

Ji Zheng glanced at the stairs, then looked at the other end of the corridor that he just walked over, and said: "There is no one on the opposite side."

Xia Bingyang nodded: "Then there are only stairs in the middle facing the textbook room, and stairs at the end of the corridor."

Ji Zheng looked at him: "Is there a problem?"

Xia Bingyang thought for a while and said with a smile: "It seems not." Then he said: "Didn't you just ask me if the other three children are safe?"

"How are they?"

The smile on Xia Bingyang's face gradually stopped, and he said: "Now only one child is still alive, and the other two were killed the day before yesterday."

Ji Zheng was taken aback, but he quickly analyzed it in his heart: "The murderer is Qin Ping?"

"The evidence we have so far points to him."

"Then why did you come back to this school today?"

Xia Bingyang forgot that she was pretending to be inconvenient, took two steps back, leaned her back against the wall, and looked at the long corridor in front of her with deep eyes: "I want to find out the reason why Qin Lisi disappeared."

"Is Qin Lisi Qin Ping's daughter?"

Xia Bingyang nodded: "The starting point of this six-year serial murder case is Qin Lisi. I always feel that the reason for her disappearance cannot be let go."

Ji Zheng tried to understand his words: "You want...to find Qin Lisi?"

Xia Bingyang frowned slightly: "Yes, but I also know that the possibility of finding her is not high, but..."

Ji Zheng also took a step back, leaning against the wall sideways, watching him and waiting for him to continue.

Xia Bingyang lowered his eyes and remained silent for a moment, then said: "But there is a very coincidental thing."

"what's up?"

"Six years ago, a boy in Bailu Town also disappeared. His disappearance time roughly coincides with Qin Lisi's disappearance time. I have already found out that the boy was abducted by human traffickers, so I am a little suspicious now, Qin Will Liz also be abducted by human traffickers?"

"You want to start the investigation on this missing boy?"

"Yes, but the top priority is to find out the identity of this abducted boy."

Ji Zheng suddenly realized that this dilapidated and abandoned teaching building was the scene of six years later for him. The wetlands and lakes outside the teaching building were also the embodiment of rice fields and flower fields. Only he could find the residents who had been relocated. .

He asked, "When was that boy trafficked?"

"April 12, 4 is not so accurate. He was in the hands of the traffickers on April 18, and his disappearance should have been earlier."

After Xia Bingyang finished speaking, he suddenly noticed something, looked at Ji Zheng and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ji Zhengdao: "The residents here have all moved out, but the case was still six years ago. It is very difficult for you to investigate, and I can help you."

He thought that Xia Bingyang would definitely accept his help, just like last time, but Xia Bingyang looked at him calmly and asked, "Do you want to help me?"

Ji Zheng keenly read a little meaning from his words, but he didn't think deeply about what he was implying, and said without thinking: "Of course."

Xia Bingyang still didn't look happy at all, and even looked a little confused and frustrated: "Why? Is it because of me? Or is it because of the missing child?"

In other words, what he wants to ask is: Are you helping me for me?

Ji Zheng didn't expect him to ask this question, but he was not stopped by Xia Bingyang's question.He knew very well in his heart that he was not helping Xia Bingyang for the sake of those victims. He didn't have much sense of justice to praise, and he was even a little ruthless. He would help Xia Bingyang track down the murderer and investigate the case, just to help Xia Bingyang and It's just to satisfy one's own selfish desires.

He thought so, but he couldn't say so, so he looked at Xia Bingyang and fell silent for a moment.

Xia Bingyang thought that he was in trouble, so he took the initiative to resolve the embarrassment he thought, and said with a smile: "Of course you are willing to help me, after all, I really can't find any useful clues now." Then he put himself out of Huang Lizhu's mouth. I told Ji Zheng all the clues about the dumb boy I got in the book, and finally looked at Ji Zheng and said solemnly: "It doesn't matter to me whether you can help me. But you must protect yourself, like last time What happened on Dushan Highway must never happen again. You must put your own safety first at all times."

Listening to his instructions, Ji Zheng seemed to have changed his identity instantly, Xia Bingyang was the elder, and he was the junior.Xia Bingyang cared about him, and remembered his adventures on the Dushan Highway in his heart, and was more afraid of him than himself.

It seemed that Xia Bingyang was very concerned about his safety.

Ji Zheng suddenly felt a little confused, since he saw Xia Bingyang until now, he thought he was very calm, but now his calmness was disturbed by Xia Bingyang's few words.

Ji Zheng suddenly didn't know what to answer and what to do.

When he was silent, he heard Xia Bingyang's cell phone ring, and then Xia Bingyang took the cell phone and walked a few steps away to answer the call.

In a place he couldn't see, Ji Zheng looked at his thin and straight back, a feeling of sadness and melancholy came out of his heart quietly, and a river was drawn between him and Xia Bingyang. The river flowed by.

He remembered Xia Bingyang's phrase 'We were not like this before'.

Yes, they were not like this before, at least he wasn't like that with Xia Bingyang.

He was looking at Xia Bingyang very intently, but at the same time he was distracted. In a daze, he heard a woman calling him 'Mr. Ji' from afar.

Ji Zheng looked straight ahead of the corridor, and saw a woman's figure gradually becoming clear from a cloud of phantoms.

Teacher Jiang, the grade director who received him just now, stood in front of him and said with a smile, "What are you doing here?"

Ji Zheng was stunned, and suddenly turned his head to look beside him. Xia Bingyang who had called just now had disappeared, and there was no one around him.

Teacher Jiang thought he was lost and enthusiastically sent him out of the teaching building.

Ji Zheng thanked her and did not leave in a hurry, but stood under the steps of the teaching building and looked at the fourth floor for a while.

On the way back to the hotel along the road, he received a call from Bian Xiaoqu.Bian Xiaoqu asked him when he would be back and wanted to wait for him to have dinner together.

Only then did Ji Zheng realize that the sky was already dark, and the trees on both sides of the mountain road were lush and lush, revealing only a dark blue sky like a river.

"Come on, there are still twenty minutes—"

Before he finished speaking, Ji Zheng stopped suddenly, then raised his wrist and looked at his watch.

He remembered, two hours ago he had promised Yan Shen to have dinner together, and now he was almost half an hour late.