Wanderer

The results of the monthly exam were released on time and on time, and as one wished, the faces of the students who were still full of longing for the third year of high school were bloodied.After a few days of holiday, the children who had been lively and lively for a few days immediately vomited blood and died violently on the spot after seeing the report card. For a while, the "third floor" of the city's No. [-] Middle School was littered with corpses, and the people were in dire straits.

The meaning of the school leaders and the author of the question is very clear: I will clamp all your tails up.

With their tails between their legs, the students transformed from wild monkeys into well-behaved and sensible boys at the moment when they violated the laws of evolution. Chatting and spanking, half the class held the paper and surrounded the teacher in a daze for 5 minutes. Some asked questions sincerely, and some cared about the two points and three points on the paper. In short, everyone They are all bright and blooming flowers of the motherland, making the myopic teacher dizzy.

Bai Yunqi did not classify himself as "the flower of the motherland" or "the pillar of the motherland". He still sat in his seat and refused to move. The papers and answer sheets handed out did not write scores, so he was too lazy to use his mobile phone to go to school. Checking the grades in the service system, boringly folded a few answer sheets into "bread cubes", threw them into the drawer and continued to do math papers.

If you really want to say what it means to "be a man with your tail between your legs", Bai Yunqi's life in the past ten years is a complete and true interpretation.This man who pretended to be a grandson for more than ten years almost became a real grandson.

But pretending that the grandson is not the real grandson after all, sooner or later there will be a day when the truth is revealed.Bai Yunqi, who has always adhered to the principles of "being low-key" and "making a big death in silence", never imagined that he would become a "grandfather" one day.

It was Fang Hui, the goddess of physics who caused all the frying pans. She was speaking the paper and looked at the dazed and confused faces under the podium, and sighed bitterly: "Tell me, do I know all about this question type?" Have you said it? How many times have you said it, keep it in your mind! One by one, bow your head and copy the notes, have you memorized them all?!"

There was silence in the class.

She asked again: "I haven't seen the official report card yet, but I heard about it. Do you know what the highest score in physics is this year? 76! 76! Students, our physics teachers will help you Shame, how many seventies are there in our class? Raise your hand and let me see."

A school god, a school master, and a physics class representative all raised their hands in fear.The rest of the students who performed abnormally were silent, staring at the papers and not daring to look up.

Fang Hui stepped down from the podium, asked the scores of the three students one by one, and said with some disappointment: "The highest score is only 73. It seems that the highest score did not come from our class."

Just as she was about to turn around and walk back to the podium, she was so blessed that she walked towards the last row and asked as she walked, "Bo Yunqi, how many points did you get in the test?"

Bai Yunqi said his name when he entered the class. He was handsome, so handsome that a girl from the next class came to watch after hearing about it, but no matter how handsome his face was, he couldn't stand the boredom of three hundred sticks. Temperament, in just a few days, he disappeared in the busy senior year of senior high school, and hid in the last row with peace of mind.The movement made by Liu Xinyu because of the random test before caused a sensation in a small range, and the class was like this. They inadvertently drew a "[-]th line" with their grades, so most of the students in the class The impression of him only stays on "a taciturn handsome guy" and "a repeat student who doesn't study well".

At this moment, Fang Hui suddenly mentioned Bai Yunqi. Some people whispered to each other if they knew who Bai Yunqi was. A few rows of students followed Fang Hui and turned around. The scene was spectacular. Bo Yunqi, who was sleeping soundly, was so frightened by the movement that he huddled in his seat and shivered.

Bai Yunqi was half asleep and half awake. When he heard the footsteps of high heels, he realized that something was wrong. He sat up with his head propped up, and when he raised his head, he bumped into Fang Hui's eyes, which were larger in diameter than ordinary people. What happened again.

Fang Hui was not angry either, and asked, "Where's your paper?"

Bai Yunqi looked down and saw that the English books from the previous class were still on his desk, and Liu Xinyu who was beside him collapsed and covered his face.

In front of the whole class and Fang Hui, Bai Yunqi took out the "bread cubes" from the drawer one by one, and then opened them one by one to see which one was the physics answer sheet.When he tore down one, he slapped himself in his heart when he was idle and had nothing to do. When the third one was torn apart, the word "Physics" just appeared on the paper, and Fang Hui's nine-yin white bone claws grabbed the answer sheet and unfolded it. Afterwards, he stared at the scroll for a few seconds, then turned his head to look at Bai Yunqi, did not speak after reading it, smiled at him, took his answer sheet, turned and left, and returned to the podium.

"Flag! Flag!" Liu Xinyu and others poked Bai Yunqi desperately without taking a few steps, "How many fucking points did you get?"

"I don't know, I haven't checked...how much are you?"

"21."

"..."

Fang Hui stood on the podium, took a deep breath, and said proudly and happily: "First of all, I hope that all students will give applause to Bai Yunqi, who is the first in physics grade in this monthly exam."

Applause was sparse, and more than half of the people stretched their necks to watch the excitement.

"Lively" himself was sitting in the last row noble and glamorous, propping his head drowsily, and staring at "lovely" Liu Xinyu, a well-known underachiever... There was also an English book spread out on the table.

"But I still have to criticize you, Bai Yunqi. I have emphasized the importance of steps and formats several times. You have done all the questions correctly and you still can't pass 15. Why? Huh? Show me your few questions." Calculation questions, a few lines are sparse, and I saved the [-]-point formula for the big question, so I wrote the result, and the correcting teacher may only give you an answer point!" Fang Hui glanced at the rest of the students , In the end, he saved face for him, and waved his hands, "Forget it, let's not talk about this now, come to my office after class, and now tell us your detailed thinking on solving the ninth question."

Bai Yunqi: "..."

Where does he have any detailed problem-solving ideas!Can't stupid earthlings see the answer at a glance? !

Bai Yunqi was afraid that Fang Hui would call Wen Hai over again for "communication", so he hurriedly grabbed Liu Xinyu's paper and stood up. His feet were numb after sitting and sleeping for too long, and he almost knelt down on the spot.Staring at the picture for the ninth question, "Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm) staring at the picture for the ninth question, he said: "Teacher, why don't I just go up and write the formulas."

Fang Hui made a gesture of "please", and graciously gave up the podium.

The chalk rubbed against the blackboard with a "squeak" sound, and Bai Yunqi's teeth were sore from hearing it. He was used to being an unknown idiot, and was stared at by dozens of people. His hands were too shaking to hold the chalk, and he wrote a few strings of formulas crookedly. , Without saying a word, he lowered his head and rushed back to his seat.

Fang Hui looked at the formula and was puzzled at first, but after half a minute she was very surprised and said: "The teacher has never thought of this idea, it is very good, I think it is much simpler than the method given in the original answer."

In the classroom, Bai Yunqi would rather die amid Fang Hui's praise, while in the office Wu Guangming had already chatted with Wen Hai.

Wen Hai held the newly reported statistical reports on robbery cases in various jurisdictions in one hand, and held up the mobile phone in the other hand, his eyes were full of ups and downs and miniature maps. "What? How much did Xiaoqi pass the monthly exam?"

"I just got the report card of the total score here, No.11 in the class, more than 70 in the grade." Wu Guangming said in surprise, "Let me tell you, Wen Hai, Bai Yunqi is talented, but it's a pity that he was delayed Now, if you are a fresh graduate, it doesn't matter if you take the competition or the college entrance examination, you will be promising now!"

Wen Hai pondered for a while, then asked bluntly: "What are your plans for him now?"

"A good seedling, a good seedling, we can't delay any longer." Wu Guangming said, "I read his math papers, and the wrong questions should not be wrong. He has no problem mastering knowledge points. Attitude is the key. He ruined himself."

"Don't worry, I've already talked to him about this." Wen Hai knocked on the table a few times with his fingertips, "Mr. Wu, don't put too much pressure on him on the surface. The situation at Xiaoqi's family is complicated. The child It’s easy to think too much.”

"I still don't understand this, don't worry." Wu Guangming seemed to think of something interesting, and he laughed a few times, "Wen Hai, I didn't say that, Mr. Bai, do you still remember? It's also Bai Yun now." Qi's English teacher. We just chatted a few words, we both feel the same, Bai Yunqi and you are really similar in high school."

Wen Hai's fingers froze in mid-air, and he laughed and said, "Don't get me wrong, I managed to get a grade after climbing in the middle of the night, if I had Xiaoqi's brain, I wouldn't be like this."

"Wen Hai, you have your own ideas too much, you can't see others..." Wu Guangming couldn't help feeling, "You are also a smart kid, and you have delayed yourself."

"Teacher," Wen Hai lowered his voice a little, "I think I'm fine now."

"That's right, there's nothing to delay or delay. Everyone has their own way of living." Wu Guangming smiled, "Don't worry about Bai Yunqi, I won't lose the chain here, and you as a parent Pay more attention, I can see that this child has a lot of thoughts. How can a half-grown child be so cautious when doing things, the most important thing is to do the current thing well. "

It sounded like he was talking about Bai Yunqi, but Wen Hai vaguely heard something else, Gu Zuoyan responded a few times, said a few words politely, and then hung up the phone.

October is a rainy season here. From the perspective of Wenhai, the dark clouds outside the window gather from all directions, the sky is getting lower and lower, the wind is buzzing, and there is sticky water vapor in the air.

The homicide case went wrong. After the autopsy and investigation, the criminal investigation team originally believed that the deceased was using human trafficking to feed and transport drugs. Because the drug money could not be negotiated, it happened that the partner was high and killed the person and ran away. A few days ago Chai Fanwen took people across provinces to arrest him, but they were all in vain. The partner used a false identity. The real owner of the identity was a homeless man in a shelter. His family members were dead, and he often lost his mind. I haven't stepped out of that cramped and short room for years.

This case has become an unsolved case, and the words "the murder case must be solved" are pressed on the criminal investigation team, which seems to indicate that a storm is about to come.

All kinds of messy clues were scattered on Wen Hai's desk, the open window was suddenly blown open by a gust of wind, and a few documents that were randomly thrown aside were blown down, and they fluttered to the ground, like a pile of paper on the ground. White bones.

Wen Hai walked over impatiently, knelt down and picked up the pages of materials one by one, his eyes scanned a few lines, and an inexplicable thought came out of his clouded heart - "Why is this homeless man like this?" thin?"

Ordinarily, this idea is nonsense. Even if this is not the evil old society, there are probably not a few fat-headed homeless people in the world, and digging trash cans to pick up leftovers every day is not a three-high from a physiological point of view.When Wen Hai worked as an undercover agent in the Anti-drug Squad, he started out as a gangster from a young age, and even made friends with a few homeless men while squatting on street corners to smoke.Among them, a homeless man who was almost "overweight" told him that in this world, there are two types of homeless people: one is professional, and this kind of homeless man can no longer be called a "homeless man" in a strict sense. Yes, they are organized, disciplined and governed, and they wander around in their respective territories. If they are not really desperate, they will never step into other blocks.In today's society, "people are stupid and have a lot of money". As long as you are willing to put down your face, a person who wanders alone can provide food and clothing for the whole family.

"Brother, take a look—" The homeless man waved his hand with the cigarette Wen Hai handed to him, "These four blocks are all mine. If you want things and people, you will Let me know if there is anything missing."

The young and ignorant Wen Hai: "..."

The other kind of vagabond is the real vagabond, no fixed place, wandering, no "small group" and "rules", just him and a ragged padded jacket, the sky is covered with huts, the wind eats and sleeps in the open, and there is only one road tooth It's all his house, and if someone chases and beats them, they switch to another and continue to sleep.

Wen Hai has come into contact with this kind of homeless people before, most of them are not alive.This kind of person can barely survive the winter, and was found frozen in a small corner, too late to see the winter jasmine flowers that will bloom next spring, with no family and no money, and no place to bury him. Living people who had nothing to do with him left a lot of trouble.

Wen Hai stared at the photo in front of him. The photo was directly sent by Chai Fanwen electronically. He liked to read paper materials so he printed it out.The homeless man in the photo stares numbly at the camera, barely able to detect any human emotion.Highly protruding cheekbones, a long centipede-like scar on his forehead, and greasy hair, it seems that the people in the shelter are also indifferent to this kind of "old fritters".

What attracted Wen Hai was the extremely abnormal body shape and loose skin.This person's thinness is not like the emaciation caused by long-term starvation, but more like the sudden thinness caused by the torture of illness. The joints of the limbs are prominent, and the surrounding skin is swollen and bruised like blood.

Turning to the next photo, it was a close-up of the homeless man's face, his face was as pale as anemia, with a faint gray-white lifelessness.This photo magnifies the blankness in his eyes into a barren landscape, with no longing or pain. The suffering has exhausted his desire to be a human being, leaving only a dead end, but the intersection is still written "This road does not lead".

"Brother Chai, where are you now?" Wen Hai quickly sorted out the information on the ground, took out his mobile phone and called Chai Fanwen, who was still searching for clues locally, "Is it near that shelter?"

"What?" Chai Fanwen seemed to be in a vegetable market, and the cries of all kinds of radish and cabbage almost covered his voice, "Mosquito, speak up! I am very noisy!"

Wen Hai quickly rubbed his fingers, "Take back to the shelter, get that person out! Hurry up!"

Chai Fanwen didn't sleep for two nights, his brain and Wen Hai couldn't match the signal, so he said "ah" in a daze, "he's not suspected, why did you find out?"

"Hurry up, don't let the people in the shelter notice something is wrong..." Wen Hai subconsciously lowered his voice, "Take it out and give that person a physical examination to see if there are any missing parts on his body."

After hearing this, Chai Fanwen felt a chill run down his spine, "You suspect..."

"Hurry over there, I'll report to the team." Wen Hai stood up and put on his coat, "We must find him out of the asylum. If you want to see a person, if you want to see a dead body."