Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

Bai Ji'an shook his head: "It's not clear yet, Xingyi will ask again. At present, all I can do is to pull up his personal information and see if there is anything suspicious."

"What's suspicious about that? To be frank, even if he is the murderer, his crime is just destroying a few books, which doesn't constitute a crime. Do you really want to find any criminal record in his file?"

"It's not impossible." Bai Ji'an said, "After all, people are like food, they won't suddenly go bad."

In order to lure the murderer into the trap, Wang Xingyi planned to follow Han Feng like he did on the day of the event.

Before leaving the dormitory, he took out Bai Jian'an's pinhole camera and installed it in the direction of the iron cabinet.

"Is this okay?"

Bai Jian nodded after seeing everything clearly, "Okay. Now, you two can go out and move around freely."

Since Saturday was a rest day, the orphanage held a special sports competition.

Looking at the small basketball, skipping and shuttlecock kicking competitions on the promotional board, Han Feng, who was in poor physical condition, was discouraged.

"Wow." Wang Xingyi looked at the list of prizes on the far right side of the blackboard.

From sports supplies, school supplies to daily necessities and food, it can be said that the prizes are of various types and have everything.

He turned around and looked Han Feng up and down, muttering, "What should I win?"

Is it better to ask him to exercise with small dumbbells, or to give him more delicious food to fatten him up?

"No, Xingyi." Han Feng waved his hand, "I'm not good at sports. I won't get any prizes even if I sign up."

If he had to participate, he might get injured because of his lack of agility.

It would be fine if he didn’t get a ranking, but he didn’t want Xingyi to see him in such an embarrassing state.

"Who said anything about you?" Wang Xingyi stretched his muscles and was eager to try.

Han Feng asked in surprise: "You want to sign up?"

"That's right!" Wang Xingyi pointed to the prize table behind him and said proudly, "Tell me, which one do you like? I'll win it for you."

Han Feng stared at Wang Xingyi infatuatedly. His determination to win seemed to turn into a sharp arrow, piercing through his heart, which had been beating fast for a long time without him realizing it.

The true thoughts deep in his heart frightened Han Feng so much that he trembled all over. The increasingly intense strangeness made it difficult for him to continue looking at Wang Xingyi.

He lowered his head guiltily and said slowly, "I don't know if I can do this."

"What is it possible or not?"

"Because Xingyi, you are not a child from an orphanage. I don't know if you can participate in these activities."

Wang Xingyi said disappointedly: "What should we do then?"

He also planned to win a basket of delicious food for Han Feng and ask him to hoard it like a little hamster!

"So you are here!"

Wang Xingyi and Han Feng looked over and saw Teacher Zhang approaching with a rosy face. Without asking, they knew how happy she was that the orphanage could receive donations.

"That's great. Let me ask."

Without waiting for Han Feng to say anything, Wang Xingyi quickly walked up to Teacher Zhang.

When he heard that he wanted to participate in the competition, Teacher Zhang said happily: "Of course! If you leave like this, the teacher will have a headache."

"why?"

"Because of the donation, the principal also wants to meet you."

……

After Teacher Zhang left, Wang Xingyi turned his head to look at the rooftop terrace of the private hospital and smacked his lips unhappily.

Seeing that he was unhappy, Han Feng asked suspiciously: "Don't you want to see the principal?"

"I'm not good at small talk."

The thought of exchanging pleasantries with complete strangers overwhelmed him.

"You." Wang Xingyi caught Han Feng's eyes, "Where I go, you go, do you hear me?"

Han Feng nodded.

Her well-behaved appearance made Wang Xingyi feel much better.

He strode to the registration desk.

"Wait." Han Feng held down his hand that was about to sign.

"what happened?"

"Xingyi." He pointed to the note at the bottom of the form, "You reported it wrong. This is the junior high school group, 12 to 15 years old."

Wang Xingyi didn't care: "It's boring to play with people of the same age. This is the group I signed up for."

After calculating the time, he registered all the projects where the prizes were snacks.

Looking at the half hour left after the basketball game, he muttered unsatisfactorily: "Last time I saw you had plenty of stationery in your schoolbag, so... do you want knee pads?"

"Knee pads?"

Han Feng turned his head and saw that the prize list clearly stated "wrist guards and knee guards".

Why just ask him if he wants knee pads?

Han Feng said angrily: "Are you trying to say that I fall down often?"

Wang Xingyi pretended to be surprised: "No?"

It looks like it will fall flat on the ground.

"will not!"

Wang Xingyi laughed. He waved his hand, pointed at the 4*100 relay race and said, "By the time winter comes, you will have gone to live in a high school dormitory in the city. Get a thermos cup as a souvenir."

In commemoration... Han Feng looked up and saw a circle of gingerbread men of different sizes printed underneath the Christmas-colored thermos cup behind the teacher who was in charge of recording the registration.

They held hands and smiled happily.

Wang Xingyi crossed his arms over his chest, tilted his head and said, "Don't you think he looks familiar?"

Han Feng opened his eyes wide in surprise.

The accessories on the big and small gingerbread men are completely different, yet overly familiar.

"This is..." Han Feng covered his open mouth in disbelief. "This is the look our teacher and I had when we had the party last year!"

The big gingerbread man is wearing handmade hairpins and brooches that students gave to teachers.

The little gingerbread man is wearing the hat and scarf that the school gave to the children for the winter.

"Xingyi." Han Feng felt his breathing unstable. "How did you find out?"

If he hadn't reminded him, he would have thought it was just an ordinary thermos cup.

"You showed me the photo album, have you forgotten?"

The photo album…was taken on the afternoon of the book giveaway.

"You are amazing." Han Feng said, "I didn't expect your memory to be so good!"

Wang Xingyi didn't like to hear this.

He grabbed the soft flesh on Han Feng's cheek and said, "What do you mean?"

What do you mean I didn’t expect he had a good memory?

Could it be that in his eyes, he was just a big fool with strong limbs and a simple mind?

"No." Han Feng explained quickly, "I just didn't expect it to be so good! It's so good, so good that it makes others envious!"

Wang Xingyi let go of him and complained, "How exaggerated! I can tell it's fake the moment I hear it!"

"no."

“Forget it.” Wang Xingyi looked back at the basketball game that had started to sign in and said, “Come with me. I’ll settle the debt you owe me when we get back to the dormitory tonight!”

On the other side, Bai Jianan was staring at the surveillance camera while searching for available information.

Nie Kaiyu was bored, so he reached out and took his monocular telescope and held it in front of his eyes.

"Wow... a slam dunk! Wang Xingyi is really good!"

"Layup, layup! Hit him, don't stop!"

"Good job!"

"Ouch, the opponent is exerting force! Wang Xingyi is in danger!"

……

"Tsk tsk, what a pity. Three points, we almost tied the game."

The noisy broadcast continued non-stop.

Bai Ji'an found the time to look up, and saw that Nie Kaiyu looked like a dandy young man who had placed a bet, and was very interested.