The sound of wind and rain at night

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There is a small door at the end of the dormitory corridor. There is a staircase leading directly to the roof. It is usually a place for students to dry their quilts and clothes. When they walked around the colorful quilts and clothes, they saw several trace inspection colleagues squatting on the ground to search carefully. Suspicious clues.

Like most dormitory buildings, Building 7, where the accident happened, is divided into north and south sides. On the south side, odd-numbered rooms face Building 6. On the north side, 412 faces a large area of ​​abandoned one-story houses that have just been expropriated by developers. The girls sleep at night. The curtain will be drawn tight and there is no one living on the opposite side. This is the main reason why the female corpse was not found in time, but why is it 412?

Han Siyin patted him on the shoulder from behind, "Come on, this is your first death case in office, come on."

Wan Tulli pretended to be joking with Han Siyin cupping his fists and bowing, "Well, I'm relying on my sister, let's go and see the corpse."

There is no fence on the roof, only the edge of the building is about 15 centimeters higher than the flat ground, and there is a section of iron pipe planted every one meter on it, which seems to be used to install the fence in the future, and the female corpse is hung upside down facing the window of the 412 dormitory. It was on the iron pipe, so in everyone's sight, only the black and purple feet that were tightly bound by the hemp rope were seen.

Han Siyin pinched the soles of the female corpse's feet and sighed, "There are traces of nail scrapes between the toes and thumbs. She was still alive when she was hung up. Pull her up."

Liang Ziwei squatted next to Wan Tulli, carefully stepped on the edge of the building and looked down, then quickly retracted, "Hey, do you still remember the case of hanging a woman from the bridge last year? There will be nothing else in this case." Victim."

"Go, don't be crowed," said Wan Chengli, why didn't he remember, it was Lao Tzu's case of "confirming love", thinking about it this way, it turned out that he and Chen Xiucheng hadn't been together for long, and he didn't know where he was now. Which tree pit is nested in?

"Be careful, don't hit your head when sending it out!" Han Siyin directed a few young men to slowly pull up the corpse and put it on the laid body bag. The female corpse was wearing a white lace bottoming shirt and a strip of clothing In a dark camel-colored suede short skirt, with bare legs and no shoes, Han Siyin gently pushed the messy long hair away from the face of the deceased. The purple but very young face was displayed in front of everyone, "Tsk, very young, 20-22 years old, the face and eyeballs are massively congested, and the veins are bulging. It is true that he was hanged alive. The fingers and wrists There are scars left by friction with the wall, but they are very slight and there is no obvious fatal trauma. The deceased did not have much strength to struggle at that time. As for what caused it, I will give you an answer when I go back." She shook her head after finishing speaking, "It looks like a very Pretty girl, hurry up and confirm your identity."

"Hey," Liang Ziwei touched Wan Tili's elbow after Han Siyin led the people downstairs, "We, Xiaoyue, are very powerful, we can even handle the Iron Lady, what was Sister Han like before? With a judge It seems that Baba gets up and leaves, how can he still say a few words with emotion like now, the power of love."

Wan Tulli... "Wait, what did you just say? Love, love?"

"Well, don't you know that the two of you are dating? Just last month."

"Ah!" Wan Qili hurriedly lowered his voice and looked around for fear of disturbing other people's work, "Where did I know where I was retting mushrooms at home! You didn't report such important gossip in time!"

The two of them walked down from the rooftop in whispers. At this time, the downstairs was already surrounded by curious students with different expressions. When passing by, everyone suddenly moved out of the way, "Damn!" "Who is it?" "I don't know, male or female?" "My God, the murderer is still in school, right? How are you going to sleep at night? !" "Well, I'm so scared."...

At this time, Yao Yao's voice appeared on the school's radio station, "All teachers and students, please pay attention. Now go back to your classroom and ask the teacher to check the class size and report to the Academic Affairs Office. All teachers and students, please pay attention..."

At around 10:30 in the morning, according to the school-wide inspection and the comparison of the deceased's clothing and physical features provided by the police, it was finally determined that the deceased was a third-year girl from the Department of Art and Design, known as the Department of Flowers: Su Nanzhi.

As soon as the news came out, the whole school was in an uproar!

The four girls in 412, Zhao Min, Qu Jing, Li Zihui, and Shao Pingping who found the dead body were strongly stimulated. At this time, they gathered in the school medical office to receive the first wave of inquiries. Yao Yao, as a woman, first asked about Shao Pingping's physical condition , the girl had already changed into clean clothes and had an infusion needle on the back of her hand. Tell me please?"

"Okay, okay, thank you."

So Wan Tulli started his first question, "Maybe the corpse appeared outside the window of 412 maybe by accident or by the murderer on purpose, are you familiar with the dead?"

None of the four girls wanted to be the first to answer the question, and in the end Qu Qing, who looked more mature, said, "We are sophomores and Sister Su is not in the same department, so we are not familiar with each other. I haven't even spoken to each other, but Sister Su is pretty and has good grades and is quite famous in school."

"Has anything special happened in your dormitory recently? Have you offended anyone emotionally or in life?"

"No, anyway, I think everything is normal...it's very normal, what do you think?" She turned her eyes to the other three girls, and they also agreed with Qu Qing's opinion that everything is normal.

After Wan Tili asked a few more questions, he left with Yao Yao, "What do you think?"

Yao Yao frowned and thought for a while, "Brother, my sixth sense tells me that they are not telling the truth."

"Well, go to the Academic Affairs Office."

Su Nanzhi is indeed very beautiful. Even in a two-inch photo without makeup, you can see very correct facial features and fair skin. Long hair and a sweet smile are the type that many boys like. When asked about relationship issues, the counselor may feel that the deceased It’s hard to say more, or I really don’t know much, so I’m a little hesitant, but I still vaguely express that this department flower usually has a colorful life.

The school gave them the greatest convenience to visit the students, and they didn't bother to eat all kinds of stairs for lunch at the end of the day. The four of them seemed to have run a marathon, and their legs were weak when they sat in the car. Bodi went to the school canteen and bought a bunch of bread biscuits and carbonated drinks, hoping that the high-calorie food would allow everyone to recover quickly. Wang Yue reported to work while chewing the biscuits, "It's very rich? It's simply too rich, okay? Three Five boyfriends a year, that’s not considered off-campus, what do the students think now? Home for them to go to school... Puff, cough, cough..."

When Wang Yue got excited, the biscuit choked into his throat, and Liang Ziwei, who was sitting opposite him, was directly shot by the 'shotgun', "Pfft, you sprayed me all over the face!"

**

Su Nanzhi is an out-of-province person with a cheerful personality and good at communication. She is in charge of publicity work in the student union. She has a particularly good relationship with the opposite sex. After the forensic report in the afternoon, her death time was determined to be around [-]:[-] in the morning, so the five ex-boyfriends on campus were all ruled out as suspects, and one of them broke up with her. The boy who was just two months old also provided the address of Su Nanzhi's rented house outside the school.

"Huh? Haven't arrived yet?" Liang Ziwei and Wan Tili were on their way to the rental house. It was already night and the road was seriously overwhelmed by traffic. As soon as the traffic started to move, Wan Tili pulled the car to the side of the road.

It's not his hallucination!Is that little phone really shaking?Wan Tili shook his hands and took out the mobile phone that Chen Xiucheng had left him from his pocket. He either pulled the inner lining of the pocket or stuck his hand in the pocket opening, and in the end almost pulled out a layer of sweat. Liang Ziwei watched For a while, he thought something was wrong and went to help, "Don't worry, don't worry, the thread is torn."

Sure enough, there was a small green light flashing on the phone, and Wan Tili pressed the unlock button piously with both hands. It was a text message. Laugh, "Did you win the lottery?"

"It's a good idea." Although the lottery ticket is good, it can't match the word "safety". After reading it again and again, Wan Qili sat down and drove on the road again. Chen Xiucheng: safe...

...

When Su Nanzhi died, she had nothing but clothes, and her shoes were nowhere to be found, and the girl’s bag was also missing. The two managed to contact the landlord, but the uncle was too vigilant. They just reported to the house and did not finish a sentence. The other side yelled "Liar!" and hung up the phone with a 'crack'. The two could only comfort themselves that the safety education of the masses was well penetrated.

I called and hung up and finally threw a few text messages before the old man asked his son to accompany him and opened the door half-believingly. It was a very ordinary one-bedroom room, but the inside was too messy. The floor was black and white, and the clothes he didn’t wear were thrown away. It’s everywhere, and the simple coffee table is also full of various cosmetics, snacks and cups. This is quite different from the image of the girl who loves beauty, neatness, and exquisiteness in the mouths of the students. Even the landlord is not satisfied, "Hey Yo, why did it happen like this, I rented the room to her because I saw her as a clean little girl, and she didn’t care about hygiene and threw things around, hey, what’s wrong with the walls..."

"Dad," the young man next to him said something in the old man's ear, so the old man stopped complaining and went out with his son to wait.

It was a mess, but it was so messy that there was no doubt about it. The two of them rummaged through it as if they were "picking up junk". In the end, they only took away a laptop, two pocketbooks and the rest, so the trace team can only come tomorrow.

Southeast Aerospace was trapped in a restless atmosphere throughout the night, and the four girls in 412 stayed up all night. In order to take care of their emotions, the school specially vacated a room in the teacher's dormitory building, but even so, they still Zhao Min and Shao Pingping, Qu Qing and Li Zihui squeezed together on the same bed.

It has been more than two hours since the lights were turned off, and the room was very quiet. Just when everyone thought that everyone had fallen asleep, Li Zihui, who was facing the wall in a daze, suddenly trembled slightly. She first sobbed softly, and then wrapped herself in a blanket and cried loudly. .

"What are you crying for? Shut up!" Zhao Min scolded, among them, Li Zihui was the youngest and the least courageous when facing the 'big sister' Zhao Min, she was always submissive, and she covered her mouth with her hand after the crying stopped.

In the dark, Zhao Min sat up and said to her roommates and sisters, "The matter is already like this, besides, it's not because she is too ostentatious at all. The police asked them to investigate. We didn't kill the person. As for the murderer... We don't know who...we just protect ourselves."

Shao Pingping, who was sleeping next to her, tugged at the corner of her clothes, "Huihui didn't mean anything else, besides, I was scared to death today, what the fuck, I made such a big embarrassment."

Qu Qing, who had been silent all this time, pinched Li Zihui's hand and squeezed it, "Don't cry and go to sleep, maybe those policemen will come over to ask questions tomorrow."

"I, I'm just, afraid," Li Zihui whimpered again with a trembling nasal voice, "Why is Su Nanzhi's body...that hangs...outside our dormitory, will the murderer do anything to us?"

"Fuck TMB!" Zhao Min, who just lay down, sat up again, "What are you doing? Can you kill us all?! Fuck!"

"Okay, sleep or not?" Shao Pingping sat up, hugged Zhao Min and leaned her head on her shoulder, "Don't be angry, it's a big deal that we don't stay apart in the dormitory at night for a few days, nothing will happen, huh? "

The room finally became quiet again, but in the dark, Qu Qing stared at the opposite bed, not knowing what she was thinking...

***

'Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you...happy birthday to you...'

"Oops!" Wan Tili fell off the sofa after turning over. He sat on the floor blankly for a long time before he realized that he had come back too late and fell asleep in the living room. Just as he was holding on to the sofa cushion while sleeping, he suddenly looked towards the door.

It's not tinnitus or auditory hallucinations, Wan Tili is fully awake, he slowly got up and walked towards the door, and picked up a police baton that Chen Xiucheng had left in the corner, "Happy birthday to you ...Happy Birthday to you...' The tinny electro-musical machinery looping the melody of the birthday song is anything but pleasant, especially in the middle of the night.

Wan Tili leaned against the anti-theft door and felt the movement outside through the gap. After a while, he opened the door and there was nothing but darkness. No, the sensor light was broken.

The hallway reverberates with the unique electronic "birthday song" and the sound source is right under his feet. It is a kind of music candle specially inserted on the birthday cake by the cake shop. A small candle is placed on each petal in the shape of a lotus flower. It's all over the street.

Wan Tili picked up the things and took a deep look into the darkness, then turned and closed the door.

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