The Monster I Was Redeemed

　　 It didn't break the next day, Ai Liang opened his eyes.

　　 Today is Friday, and the afternoon will be on holiday. He plans to get up early and go to the glasses to find some free books to pass the next two days. The last novel is almost finished.

　　 If you really don’t have a book, just take a look at the math formula you usually write with your glasses.

　　 Although Ai Liang had an appointment with Yang Xingyue to teach her to study in a bookstore, it was not a word-by-word teaching 24 hours a day. She still had a lot of free time when she was doing papers.

　　 After eating a breakfast that has remained unchanged for thousands of years in the old place, Ai Liang took the bus to the school.

　　 Like yesterday, I bought a pancake at the school gate and came to the broken house of glasses. The house was not locked. Ai Liang pushed the door and entered, as if what happened yesterday was reproduced today. Most campus life is like this.

　　 Surprisingly, the glasses are not in the broken house today.

　　 It is reasonable to say that this point is usually written on the table and writes and draws in the notebook.

　　 probably went out yesterday to pick up waste and haven't come back. This situation is also a frequent occurrence.

　　 Ai Liang didn't care, put the pancakes on the table, and went to the old book pile to search for old books that were not in print.

　　 "Not today..." After some fiddling, Ai Liang was a little disappointed. The pile of books was filled with novels and magazines bought on the market, and most of them had been read by Ai Liang.

　　 But he found a black leather notebook at the bottom.

　　 The notes are bundled with a bundle of old magazines, which seems to be used as waste paper to sell. Ai Liang did not untie the knot and pulled out the notebook from the side.

　　 The name of the glasses and the seal of Shangkyo University are written on the note, which seems to be issued by the school.

　　 This should be the notebook he used when he was still in college, because now he never left a name.

　　 opened the notes, the bold handwriting came into view, and the gestures between the lines revealed the spirit of the glasses at the time. The first few pages were even trying to prove some unsolved mathematical conjectures.

　　 Then scroll down to show nearly half of the proof formulas. It can be seen that the glasses are sincerely proving the unsolved puzzles.

However, if you continue to read, the style of the entire note changes. The formula becomes scribbled and irregular, and the writing becomes messy. Sometimes there are two or three huge formulas on one page, and sometimes it’s a big one. A pile of ant-sized formulas are densely packed in a row.

　　 Probably this is when he received the bad news about the death of his relatives.

　　 Ai Liang closed the notes and chose to take it away. Not to mention the conjectures in the first half of the ghost symbol at the back proved to be quite interesting, so it was a pity to throw it away.

　　 Anyway, the glasses told him that the things in the broken house except him can be taken away as long as they look at it.

　　 Leaving the ruined house, Ai Liang stepped onto the road leading to the teaching building. The campus was quiet and silent in the early morning. The grass beside the road was dripping with dew, and there was trash discarded by someone in the flowerbed.

A gust of breeze fell and the leaves floated slowly in the air. Ai Liang raised his head and watched the leaves slowly fall, but his eyes were attracted by a strange figure in the teaching building, and the dark shadow was hanging quietly in the next class. Doorway.

　　 Ai Liang's pupils shrink slightly, and the stairs of the teaching building at this moment are like a bottomless abyss that wants to swallow the soul of those who come.

　　He climbed up the stairs.

　　 The crows on the big trees in the front yard were making abnormal noises, and the sensor lights in the corridor did not turn on, so I could only look at the dark shadows hanging in front and the overturned chairs with the dim light of the morning.

　　 Yesterday was an ordinary day except for confession. Like the day before yesterday, I thought it would be the same today...

　　 "Ai Liang, you came so early today...Yeah!!!" The screams of the girls in the same class broke the tranquility of the campus.

　　 The breeze blew, and Gao Jiajia, who was hanging in the air, slowly turned towards this side, revealing that iron and ferocious face.

　　......

　　 After half an hour, the school teacher led the police to seal off this floor, but there were still students gathered at the stairs and downstairs to look here.

　　 "Someone has hanged himself."

　　 "No way, it was fine yesterday, why did someone hang up suddenly today?"

　　 "I heard that I heard a passing teacher say that it was Gao Jiajia who died."

　　 "Huh? She went to Ai Liang to confess to Ai Liang last night, and you asked if it was because of rejection..."

　　 "How is it possible! Gao Jiajia will commit suicide because of this kind of thing? Don't be funny."

　　 Yang Xingyue, Yue Qihua and others were stopped outside the cordon. They could only watch Ai Liang and another girl being questioned by two policemen anxiously.

"Woo... Jia Jia... Jia Jia!" A middle-aged man lay on the side of Gao Jiajia’s body, crying, and the next class teacher was patting him on the shoulder for comfort. This is Gao Jiajia’s Father Gao Fuye, a local real estate owner.

　　 Gao Fuye's early wife died of illness, leaving only Gao Jiajia, a daughter, Gao Fuye even regarded Gao Jiajia as her heart. Considering that she was not in a second marriage, this is really commendable for a middle-aged man with a successful career.

　　 Taking into account the mood of the family, the two policemen did not ask Gao Fuye about Gao Jiajia's situation last night, but instead asked Ai Liang, the first witness.

　　 "I heard from this classmate that you were the first to find the dead, right?" The policeman took the notebook and prepared to make a transcript.

"Yes it is."

　　 "The deceased met with you last night?"

　　 Ai Liang glanced at the corpse covered by the white cloth and nodded.

　　 "According to the news, was it the last time you met the deceased last night?"

　　 "That's right."

　　 "Can you tell me what you all said last night? Has her tone of voice changed from the usual?"

　　 "I haven't met Gao Jiajia a few times and I’m not familiar with it. She came to me last night to confess to me that she asked me to be her boyfriend and didn’t mention anything else."

"The conversation time was between 8:50 and 9: After I finished speaking, I walked out of the school and called a taxi to go home. The surveillance at the school gate and the surveillance near my house can prove that Gao Jiajia returned to the teaching building alone at the time. I don't know what to do."

　　 Ai Liang said the whole thing in one breath, and by the way, he cleared his suspicion. "This is all I know, and other students are also very clear. I and Gao Jiajia usually have no intersection."

　　 This statement made the girl next to him cast a strange look.

　　Mingming Gao Jiajia only confessed to Ai Liang yesterday. Today, when she died, Ai Liang immediately cleared up the relationship. It cannot be said that Ai Liang did something wrong, but the rhetoric is too formulaic without a trace of regret or sadness.

　　 Hearing that Ai Liang had met Gao Jiajia last night, Gao Fuye, who was lying on the ground, turned his head and stared at Ai Liang with bloodshot eyes: "Say! What did you do yesterday!"

　　 Gao Fuye, who didn't listen to the whole story, not only stared at him, he also rushed over to restrain Ai Liang, but was stopped by the police next to him.

　　 "Sir! Calm down!"

　　 "Calm down! How do you tell me to calm down! She is my only daughter! Only family! How do you let me calm down!"

　　 Gao Fuye struggled like a mad cow, and the teacher next to him also came to help hold him, and the three people finally held down the irrational Gao Fuye.

　　 After a few people put Gao Fuye into the empty classroom, the police officer comforted Ai Liang: "Don't be nervous, the family of the deceased is just overly sad and unreasonable, not malicious."

"Yeah, I know." Ai Liang looked through the window at Gao Fuye, who was constantly hitting the desk with his head in the classroom. A trace of imperceptible envy flashed in the eyes of Gao Jiajia who was lying on the ground, but his eyes quickly recovered. Cold.

　　 The police officer looked at the handsome boy and couldn't help sighing that the boy's mental quality was really strong, and he also included Ai Liang on the list of suspicions.

　　 How can a student be so calm after finding a hideous body alone in the school, and the girl next to him who dare not look at the ground until now is normal.

　　 At this time, Gao Jiajia's head teacher came out and said to the police officer: "It may be that Gao Jiajia's father is busy with socializing and has no time to accompany her. During this time, the students are under a lot of pressure, so I can't think about it for a while."

　　 The police officer did not agree or deny. Everything had to wait for the autopsy report to come out.

　　 "Gao Jiajia was murdered, not suicide."

　　 Ai Liang's sudden voice caused everyone present to gather their eyes on him.

　　 Gao Jiajia's class teacher frowned and was about to speak, but after seeing Ai Liang speaking, his expression couldn't help but slow down.

　　 Like him, his academic performance is against the sky and he can teach ordinary top students into key classes in experimental middle schools. Most teachers will give a few thin noodles.

　　 can help teachers train top students without causing troubles and troubles. Who doesn't love such good students?

　　 This is also the main reason why teachers do not ask after hearing about Ai Liang and Yang Xingyue's scandal. Some teachers even want Ai Liang to bring a few more people.

　　 To teach one is to teach, and to teach a group is to teach. As for the puppy love? It's all farting! People are obviously working hard to learn and make progress together.

　　 "Why do you say that?" The police officer narrowed his eyes and stared at Ai Liang. He was still saying that he was unfamiliar with the deceased, but he immediately rebutted after hearing the suicide statement.

　　'S capricious attitude and calm tone, this suspicion is not so big.

　　The police officer seemed to smell a big case.

　　 Ai Liang walked to Gao Jiajia's corpse and squatted down and slowly lifted the white cloth with two fingers. The girl next to her immediately turned her head away. Even the teacher wanted to stop Ai Liang's behavior.

　　 The police officer raised his hand and stopped the teacher. He had a law enforcement recorder hanging on his chest. If Ai Liang was the murderer and wanted to take the opportunity to destroy some evidence, it could be said that he had taken a bad move.

After lifting the white cloth, Ai Liang got up and kept a distance of half a metre from the corpse. Then he pointed to Gao Jiajia’s neck and said, “I observed the corpse before the corpse was put down. At the same time, I also know a little bit of medical knowledge. The hyoid bone of the corpse was broken and the cervical spine was dislocated. , Unilateral dislocation of the mandible and bruises on the neck are indeed consistent with the inference of suicide by hanging."

　　 "Well, keep talking."

　　 The police officer was calm on the surface but a little flustered in his heart. After graduating from the police academy, he settled the civil disputes for more than ten years. They were all trivial things like square dancing disturbing the people and family conflicts.

　　 Police officers have rarely encountered cases of dead people. Occasionally they have been passed on to forensic doctors for autopsy. This knowledge has long been forgotten, and only criminal investigations will focus on learning these things.

　　 "Since it is in line with hanging suicide..." Gao Jiajia's head teacher was interrupted by Ai Liang as soon as he spoke.

"The next thing is the key. The strangle mark left by being strangled to death and hanging suicide is completely different. The strangled person will form a strangle mark on the back of the neck, and the hanged person will only form a half mark on the chin and neck. Round mark."

　　 Ai Liang pointed at Gao Jiajia's neck, as he said, there was a strangle mark on the back of the neck.

　　"I observed the surface of the door frame while laying down the body. The skipping rope on which Gao Jiajia was hanged was very worn out, and some metal wires leaked out of it.

　　 Even if he hangs himself, his survival instinct will prompt people to struggle, but there are no traces of violent friction between the rope skipping wire on the door frame, so Gao Jiajia was strangled to death and hung at the door of the classroom. "

　　 All the people present were speechless after a simple and easy-to-understand analysis.

　　 Especially Gao Jiajia's head teacher, his eyes looked at Ai Liang with a trace of horror.

　　 The normal fourteen-five-year-old student will stare at the terrible corpse without changing the face to observe? Can you analyze so much knowledge about human body structure? I'm afraid it's not a potential psychopath.

　　 Ai Liang's calmness in the past, UU reading www.uukanshu. com's good habit of reading and not talking has become weird in his eyes. Most of the perverted murderers in the movie wear this kind of skin.

　　 This is not over yet, Ai Liang is still continuing to analyze.

"Gao Jiajia's corpse had a cloudy cornea, wrinkled lips, and a large area of ​​plaques on his legs. It is inferred that the corpse had spread to the whole body based on the action when it was taken down. It is estimated that the death time was at least six hours. It was about nine to ten yesterday."

　　 "Of course, these are only external observations and some inferences. Internal examinations and histological examinations need to be dissected to determine."

　　 After talking, Ai Liang looked at the police officer as if to verify that he was right.

　　 Look at what I am doing, the ghost knows what you are talking about!

　　 The police officer sighed in his heart, and nodded in agreement on the surface. After all, what he said seemed to make sense.

　　 After a few minutes, the body was finally sent away, and the police officer also breathed a sigh of relief, and no longer had to worry about the student's question. It felt like the police academy exams back then.

　　 "This classmate, please come with us. After all, it is known that you are the last person to see the dead, and the corpse was the first to be discovered. It does not mean that you are the murderer, this is just a process."

　　 The police officer's words were very polite but with a trace of indisputability. After all, Ai Liang's suspicion was not so big before the investigation.

　　 "Well, no problem."

　　 Ai Liang didn't say anything nonsense that he was innocent, and stood quietly behind the police officer.

　　 There is even the free heart to ask Gao Jiajia's class teacher to ask for a leave.

　　The more a crisis situation, the more a person's actions reflect a person's character. Ai Liang's strong psychological quality makes him as a policeman speechless.