boyfriend in the fridge

However, on the second day, Yu Xiaonan took a picture of a newspaper on the discipline table and said, "Lin Yunxiang's father changed his name."

It's not uncommon to change the name, they knew about it at the beginning of the investigation.

but--

The newspaper was a 13-year-old newspaper, and the discipline noted the date above the newspaper - June 2005, 6.

Yu Xiaonan reached out and pressed a corner of the newspaper——

This is a report about a traffic accident.

Discipline glanced at it, and found that it probably said that innocent passers-by were injured and the perpetrator escaped.

Yu Xiaonan obviously wouldn't bring an irrelevant report at such a time, discipline picked up the newspaper and read it carefully.

According to the report, on the afternoon of June 2005, 6, there was lightning and thunder, and the vision was extremely poor. A car hit a passerby who was going home with an umbrella at an intersection.Afterwards, a person got out of the car to check, but hurried into the car after a while, and the car roared away.

But the man who came down to check accidentally dropped a talisman.There is a name on this amulet - Lingqiang.

The passer-by who was hit was later sent to the hospital, only to find out that she was two months pregnant, but after the car accident, unfortunately she lost it.

The vehicle that caused the accident and the occupants of the vehicle escaped without a trace.

"Lingqiang," Yu Xiaonan said, "Lin Yunxiang's father was named Lin Lingqiang before he changed his name, and the records show that he changed his name on July 2005, 7. Team Ji, don't you think this is too coincidental?"

At that time, they didn't know how many people were named "Ling Qiang" in Huacheng, but they changed their names after such a traffic accident...it has to be doubted.

"I asked him why he changed his name back then. He said that his business was not going well at that time, so he went to ask a master for advice. The master said that he was short of gold in the five elements and suggested that he change his name, so he changed it to the current one. Lin Xin "Yu Xiaonan sneered, "You also said that the master is indeed a master, and their business has improved after changing their names. They also asked if you want to introduce me to the master's apprentice, and said that the true biography of the master is very effective... "

Discipline looked at the only photo in the newspaper report, pondered for a while, and said, "The four people in the car have never been found?"

Although the surveillance camera in 2005 was not as clear as it is now, and the light was extremely poor on rainy days, the surveillance only captured a blurry back view, but if you look closely, you can still tell that there are four people sitting in the car inside.

"No, I'll bring it back for you to read when I find this newspaper." Yu Xiaonan said, "Brother Xia is still looking through other newspapers from that year in the library. I simply searched the Internet, but there is no information related to this incident. "

Back then, the Internet was far less developed than it is now, and it was an ordinary traffic accident case, so it was normal that no relevant information could be found online.

Discipline took a look at her and said, "If the mayor was also involved in this traffic accident back then..."

Yu Xiaonan's usual jokes are no longer present on her face, she is very serious and solemn: "We must investigate clearly what should be investigated."

If the truth of the year is 13 years late, and now that they have the possibility to bring it to light, how can they not do it?

Discipline didn't say anything, but only asked her to investigate carefully and secretly.

Then, Disciplinary contacted Xie Qitian and Jin Zilong and asked them to investigate to see if Yan Ziqiu's parents had experienced such a thing 13 years ago, or if there was anything strange about them that year.

As for Mayor Ma Xiaoyan and her husband, the discipline will check it out in person.

Their previous investigations showed that the parents of the three deceased had no intersection in their life trajectories over the past 20 years.Especially Ma Xiaoyan and his wife took a completely different path from the other two parents.

Song Buzhi listened to Discipline's words, stroked his chin, walked around the house a few times, and said, "If their jobs don't overlap, is there any overlap in other places? For example, Mayor Ma went to the countryside and just met him. Lin Xin who also went back to his hometown..."

Discipline shook his head: "There were four of them sitting in the car together. Under what circumstances would the four who are most likely strangers get in the same car?"

"Four people, there are only three of us now." Song Buzhi and Jiji's eyes met, both of them were startled at the same time, and then their brows sank, but Song Buzhi said, "Don't think about this for now, let's figure out what they will do because of this." Things intersect."

This is to identify the perpetrators of the year as three people including Lin Xin.

This is to identify the "Lingqiang" amulet found at the scene as Lin Xin's.

"It's hard to interact at work, but what about life?" Song Buzhi said, "They lived very close at the time? One place?"

Discipline: "No." He said three place names, and the three families lived in three directions.

"It's not work, it's not life..." Song Buzhi stroked his chin and turned around in the room again.

Jin Dafa followed step by step, grinning and wagging his tail happily.

Discipline sat on the sofa, pinching the phone with one hand, buttoning the button on the armrest of the sofa with the other, and suddenly said: "There is still a kind of intersection."

Song Buzhi stopped and asked, "What?"

Discipline turned on the phone, flipped through the number to make a call, and quickly said: "We only checked the schools the deceased had attended since primary school, but did not check the kindergarten. In 2005, the three deceased were all 5 years old, the age to go to kindergarten. .”

Song Buzhi understood what the discipline was talking about, but he said: "There is a possibility, but their families are in three directions, will they go to the same kindergarten?"

In those days, parents would usually send their children to any kindergarten that was close to home, right?

Disciplinary got through the phone and ordered someone to check the kindergarten where the three deceased attended.

The next day was Saturday, and Song Buzhi was going to the Chaohuaxishi Education and Training Institute to listen to Cui Cheng's class.

Cui Cheng had classes for four and a half days, and Song Buzhi planned to attend all four classes.

He greeted Cui Cheng two days ago.Cui Chengcheng was very talkative, and he agreed without any hesitation.

That morning, Song Buzhi turned left and right, and found a pair of light khaki loose overalls from the cabinet.

When he put it on happily and asked Ji Ji if he looked like a middle school student, Ji Ji pondered for a moment and said: "I see that in the No. [-] Middle School next to us, male students rarely wear it like this. On the contrary, I saw a lot of them in the community." Little boys in overalls."

Song Buzhi snorted a few times, threw himself on Ji Ji, and scratched him like a cat.

Then he went to class wearing overalls and a white T.

Discipline worked overtime in the morning and couldn't accompany him, so Xie Qitian secretly followed Song Buzhi.

Song Buzhi didn't know that Xie Qitian followed him.

He followed a group of students who came to class and approached Cui Cheng's classroom.

However, no matter how tender he looks, how tenderly he dresses, and even pretends to be wearing a backpack, he still stands out among a bunch of students.

The students who came in all noticed him first by accident, and all their eyes were cast on Song Buzhi before class.

Seeing that the person was about to arrive, Cui Cheng introduced to the student with a smile that this is a new student who came to tutoring.

Then start the class.

Song Buzhi originally thought that a very popular teacher's class should be lively, interesting, and even amusing, in short, it should be full of personal characteristics.

But he didn't expect that Cui Cheng's way of teaching, just like most teachers, is flat.

But what was strange was that Song Buzhi noticed that all the students in the class listened very carefully.

In Song Buzhi's impression, math class is used by many students to catch up on sleep.Especially in the summer afternoon, if there is a math class, it is definitely the best time to sleep.

At least Song Buzhi himself had slept many times before.

Is it true that today's students are so serious?

Or are those who come to make up classes come with the purpose of studying hard and making progress every day?

Song Buzhi sat on the seat, with one hand on the table and one hand propping his chin, watching Cui Cheng who was lecturing, and saw his mouth constantly closing, opening, closing, and opening.

Thirsty, he stopped, picked up the water glass on the podium table, and took a sip of water.Then continue to speak.

After explaining the key points of this lesson, he sent down a few more questions for everyone to do.

Song Buzhi looked at it and found it both strange and familiar.

Back then, he was good at science, and his grades in mathematics and physics were even better.

He doesn't know what the requirements of the college entrance examination are now, nor what the level of students is today, but... Are these questions too simple for students who are sprinting for the college entrance examination?

Song Buzhi tried to write a question based on his limited memory after graduation for many years, but found that he finished it without any obstacles.

He looked up at the podium and found that Cui Cheng was sitting on the podium, looking at the students below with a smile.The first time he noticed Song Buzhi's gaze, he looked at Song Buzhi and nodded to him.

Song Buzhi also pulled his lips at him and smiled at him.

He rolled his eyes and looked at the other students in the class.

They did it with concentration, and the tip of the pen drew a trace on the paper, "scrubbing", clear to the ear, with a sense of order in the chaos.

Almost all of their expressions were unsmiling, as if they were serious enough to be admitted to a world-class university as soon as they finished these questions.

Looking at it, Song Buzhi shivered for no reason.

A group of people are doing math problems in unison and earnestly, without other inattentive small movements such as scratching their heads, rolling their eyes, shaking their legs, as if the falling sky will not affect their problem solving.

Incredible.

Gradually, students continued to finish the questions.After they were done, they sat down on their seats in order and checked it from top to bottom.

Until Cui Cheng saw that all the students had finished the questions, he began to explain.

Song Buzhi raised his head following the unanimous movement of everyone, and then looked at the topic on his desk.After just one glance, he opened his eyes wide in shock——

He clearly remembered that he only did one question. Now, why have he finished all the questions?

When did you do it?

Hadn't he been wandering away to observe the students in the classroom?

The chill climbed up inch by inch along his spine, to the top of his head, and even his scalp became numb.

Not right, not right.

Song Buzhi blinked and rubbed his eyes again, the handwriting did not disappear, all the questions were finished, and it was obviously his own handwriting.

There must be something wrong.he thinks.

Song Buzhi raised his head, looked at Cui Cheng who was talking about the topic again, and noticed his mouth that kept opening and closing.

By the time the morning classes were over, it was already eleven o'clock.

The students have all left the classroom and left.

Song Buzhi was still sitting in his seat.

Cui Cheng walked down, looked at Song Buzhi's pensive expression as he lowered his head and stared at the question, and asked with a smile, "Is there anything else you don't understand, Student Song?"

Song Buzhi raised his head slowly, and the deep thought in his eyes gradually disappeared in the process of raising his head. When he met Cui Cheng's squinting eyes with a smile, he already looked relaxed and lazy.

"Teacher Cui is really amazing. Even a person who has graduated for so many years has taught me. I didn't expect that I could do all these questions correctly."

Cui Cheng said: "You have a good foundation, let me raise a little bit, and you will definitely be able to do it right."

Song Buzhi raised his eyebrows: "Teacher Cui can see that I have a good foundation?"

---

At noon, Song Buzhi went back to the Municipal Bureau to have dinner with Discipline.

The computers, mobile phones and other equipment of the three deceased have undergone in-depth inspections, and all the data that can be extracted have also been extracted.

After checking and cross-checking overtime, the police found that the only thing in common among the three deceased was Cui Cheng.They've all added Choi as friends, and they've all chatted with him.

Teenagers and girls in adolescence have a lot of troubles that they can't tell their parents, but they don't choose to confide in their friends, and they actually tell all of them to the teacher of the training institution, Cui Cheng.

Song Buzhi lay on the chair, looking at the chat records between the three deceased and Cui Cheng, without saying a word.

The three of them all took the initiative to chat with Cui Cheng.

Ma Jinbo started with the question at the beginning. After asking intermittently for a while, he suddenly told Cui Cheng about his unknown troubles——

All the classmates envied his family and envied him for having such powerful parents, but whenever this kind of topic came up, he just smiled and said nothing.His family is no longer the happy and happy family that his classmates said.If possible, he would rather change his status with his classmates from ordinary families in the class, as long as his parents care about him.

His parents, especially his mother, only look at his grades, and they don't care at all about what he really wants, whether he wants to stay in China or go abroad.They felt that they should send him abroad, so they did not allow him to refute.The 18 years of his life before his death were arranged by his parents.

He thought, if he didn't study hard, or even gave up studying, would his parents look at him differently?But he couldn't do it, because he had this kind of aggressiveness in his bones.Although he doesn't like that his parents have full power to decide his life and future direction, he enjoys the sense of superiority brought by his family background and good grades.And if he wants to enjoy this sense of superiority all the time, he can only continue like this.

Gradually, he developed a habit of not being able to bear wrong questions.Whether it's the usual homework or the test questions in the exam, as long as he makes a wrong question, especially the wrong question due to sloppy or other reasons, he can't help but want to shoot himself to death.Whenever this time, he will be anxious.But this kind of anxiety is deeply buried in his heart, and outsiders can't see it.

Judging from the chat records, this is the first time he has confided to outsiders.

Discipline is sitting next to him, and he is also looking at the chat records.

Song Buzhi touched Discipline's shoes with the tip of his shoe, and said, "How charming is Cui Cheng, who can make a person pour out all his innermost thoughts?"

Discipline looked up at him: "Didn't you go to his class? How charming is it?"

After Song Buzhi came back from the Chaohuaxishi Education and Training Institution, he had a meal, then sat down and watched the chat records in silence, and he hadn't talked about his experience of listening to the class in the morning.

This is very strange.If it was normal, Song Buzhi might have told Discipline as soon as he came back.

Song Buzhi was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I'll continue listening in the afternoon."

Discipline was not pursued.