After passing the suspects, Song Wen and Lu Siyu left the private room. Song Wendao: "Some of these people should be lying. This atmosphere really doesn't look like a dead teacher."

Lu Siyu nodded beside him: "I think suicide can be ruled out."

If this is really a normal teacher-student reunion, Zhang Dongmei has no reason to commit suicide in the restaurant.

Whether it was everyone who didn't take a photo or everyone's careful answers, it made him feel a little weird, but they have no way of knowing which lies and what happened tonight.

Those few people seemed to have something on their mind, and there was something hidden in their words.

And don't know if it was his illusion, Lu Siyu felt that the relationship between these people was not so good, and there was a sense of distance in the tone of action between them. But if their relationship is not good, why come to have this meal together?

Lu Siyu lowered his head and pondered. He also went to junior high school. It was a full three years, more than a thousand days, and something happened every day... Even now that he has grown up, some things still remain in his memory. .

Junior high school is a special three years. Compared with elementary school students, they have grown up, but compared with high school, junior high school students are still children. They stood on the edge of children and teenagers, avoiding the wings of their parents. They begin puberty development, menarche, voice change, and gradually mature sexually, ignorantly, and begin to face the society and the world independently.

The teachers, who undoubtedly brought them along, played an important role during this time.

Three years of experience will leave an indelible mark on one's life.

The open classroom door, the wind blowing in from the window, the bell that rings every day, the noisy playground, books of textbooks, endless exams, unfinished homework, snacks from the small shop, hidden in the The mobile phone under the desk, the small notes passed to each other, the extracurricular books, the long way to school.

Now when you close your eyes, you can still hear the sound of reciting the text, as well as the music of eye exercises.

Co-existing in the same classroom, living together day and night for three years, teachers and students ten years ago, it is not just a few words that can explain clearly.

A meal after ten years, many memories, many emotions, such an understated description, this is not normal in itself.

What are those people suppressing and hiding...

Lu Siyu could feel that there seemed to be calm lake water in front of them, but there were dark waves below.

After thinking about it, Song Wen asked Zhang Ziqi to call the store manager just now: "Just now, was there anything unusual during the meal in this private room?"

The manager said: "Qian Shao is a regular customer in our store, and often brings friends over for dinner. This table is also set by him. The dining standard has been set a long time ago. The cake was brought by them, and the dishes were finished soon , Qian Shao told us that their classmates hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they didn't want to be disturbed by us when they were eating and chatting, so they locked the door from the inside. It was locked for more than half an hour, and then it was opened again to let us serve tea. "

More than half an hour is enough to do a lot of things.

Song Wen had some inferences in his heart when he heard this: "Did there be any unusual movement in that half hour?"

The store manager shook his head: "The soundproofing of our rooms here is very good. Once the door is locked, you can't hear anything inside. Anyway, no one went out for more than half an hour."

"And then you go in? Did you notice any difference?"

Both the manager and the waiter in the private room shook their heads.

The waiter thought for a while and then said: "It seems that after eating and dividing the cake, the meal will be over. Some people go to the toilet or something. The two girls went with the teacher. The teacher seems to be quite excited. , drank a lot of alcohol. Qian Shao also went to the bathroom, and when he came out, he said that he had lost his mobile phone. After searching for a long time, he could not find the mobile phone. Then he wanted to pay the bill again, so he asked us to take the card reader and swiped the credit card. When we got down, we heard that someone had fallen. It was a mess at that time, and we didn't notice who was on the rooftop at that time. We just watched these people run down one after another."

It seems that what Qian Shao said just now did not lie, his mobile phone was indeed lost.

Song Wen and the store manager were chatting here, while Lu Siyu went to look at the environment in the corridor. This hotel is decorated in a so-called new antique style. The floor is covered with non-slip imitation marble floor tiles, and the walls are extensively used. Glass, wood, and various dried flowers are used, and the whole style is both modern and retro.

Come out of the private room, walk a few steps forward, and you will be on the roof. The door leading to the roof is a small door.

Lu Siyu walked to the corner of the private room near the small door on the rooftop, suddenly found something, pointed to an inconspicuous camera on the wall and asked the store manager, "There is a camera there, can you capture someone on the rooftop? ?"

The store manager looked at it and said, "This camera is taking pictures of the door on the back side. Our management room and financial room are actually on the fifth floor. We installed this camera because we were afraid that someone would enter. From this angle, we can't see any No one was on the roof."

Lu Siyu lowered his head thoughtfully, and Song Wen said, "Can you show us the camera data?" Although the camera couldn't see the direction of the rooftop, it might have caught something else.

The owner said: "Then let's export it. If you have any other requirements, we will definitely cooperate."

Song Wen pointed to a private room next to it: "Please clean up the inside, the road is blocked now, we will ask them in this room."

Even if the case cannot be completely solved, it is good to be able to rule out some suspicions.

The store manager nodded in agreement and got up to prepare.

Lu Siyu and Song Wen took a few steps to the rooftop outside. The air here was a lot fresher than inside.

This is a 200-square-meter rooftop with some simple tables and chairs arranged on it. The night wind is cool and blowing gently. Not long ago, Zhang Dongmei fell from here.

At this time, looking out from the rooftop, the sky was completely dark, and various signboards were lit up, illuminating the entire city. Various patriotic slogans were projected on several hundred-story buildings not far away.

The streets were full of happy people. Everyone is waiting for the fireworks show soon.

The guardrail of the roof is carved in Chinese style, like curved petals, about one meter one meter in the lower part and one meter four in the higher place. It is the oil that has been brushed and maintained by the old wood, and it has some wood smell. Lu Siyu walked over and shook it. It may have been a while, and the guardrail was a little unstable.

Then Lu Siyu made another comparison. If Zhang Dongmei was standing at the lowest point of the guardrail, and the murderer was standing opposite, if there was no defense, the murderer could push her drunk without much effort. Among the few people, the thinnest was the little teacher Tan Shan. Even if she was an adult, it would be feasible to use some strength.

Lu Siyu supported the guardrail, looked down at the flow of people on the street, and compared the location of the bloodstain. Then he squatted down again and looked carefully at the nearby guardrail. There were no scratches. The wooden railings were hard to leave fingerprints, and there were no traces on the tiled floor. Neither footprints nor scratches were left.

Song Wen took Zhang Dongmei's bag over, and turned it inside and out. It was some common items such as keys, tissues, and loose powder. Zhang Dongmei's mobile phone was still there, and it had a password, which could not be deciphered.

Song Wen lowered his head beside the guardrail and thought for a moment, then asked Lu Siyu, "What do you think Qian Jiang's phone should be?"

Lu Siyu thought for a while: "Apple's new phone just came out with his earphones. He's not cheap, it should be the best match." Qian Jiang pointed to his earphones, which were just released this month. The new model should be bought together as a set. It is limited globally, and only someone like him can get it first.

Song Wen nodded and said, "I think so too."

Lu Siyu looked at Song Wen and asked, "Are you going to find Qian Jiang's cell phone?"

Song Wendao: "It's a pleasure to help others. A dead horse is a doctor for a living horse. Maybe there is some information on the mobile phone." As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and called Captain Zhao of the anti-poaching team in the city bureau.

After a while, Song Wen hung up the phone and said to Lu Si: "The situation is getting feedback, but it is estimated that there is little hope. Zhao Tou said that they lost more than 300 mobile phones during the last fireworks show, which is still a lot of people. When they were too lazy to report to the police and did not provide information, Bureau Gu ordered them not to exceed the number they lost last time. So far this year, more than 50 have been lost.”

Lu Siyu lowered his head and said, "There are still 250 places..."

Song Wen said again: "Guess how many of those 300 copies were recovered last year?"

Lu Siyu guessed blindly: "30?"

Song Wen shook his head: "Part 18. So Zhao Tou said let's find other clues and don't report too much hope." According to last year's rate, the hope of recovering is very small. Song Wen sighed and rushed to the Lu Siyu booth. He opened his hands and said, "It seems that the horse is really dead, and I can't be healed."

The two were talking when Zhang Ziqi came up from downstairs again: "Song team, Cheng team has arrived downstairs and is talking to the store manager." Cheng Mo finally came over.

Song Wen frowned. Although Gu Ju said that he was working across groups and obeyed his instructions, Cheng Mo was the captain of the third team after all, and he suddenly appeared at this time, which made him a little embarrassed as the newly appointed detachment captain.

Then came the more difficult thing to do. Zhang Ziqi continued: "Cheng team said... his son's junior high school head teacher was locked inside..."

Captain Cheng belongs to the group of people who responded to the call of the state and gave birth early. They also got divorced once. Now they have two children at home. The eldest daughter went to college at the age of 20. In junior high school, studied in the first middle school in the city. Sounds like this, his son's head teacher may be Tan Shan...

The case has not yet been sorted out, and the person looking for a relationship came to the door. Song Wen also understood why Cheng Mo had to come, either because Tan Shan gave him some news before, or what news he heard.

Song Wen said to Lu Siyu: "Wait for me here, I'll go downstairs and talk to him, and I have to come up later, don't toss with me upstairs and downstairs."

There are five floors in Mingyue Building. There are no elevators. They are all antique wooden stairs. After a while, the clerks followed them up and down several times. don’t know how many times they are usually open for business. It seems that working here is also manual work. .

Lu Siyu nodded, not ready to follow, and asked him in a low voice, "What are you going to do with Cheng Mo?"

Song Wendao: "The soldiers will block, the water will cover, and the big deal will be tried together. In short, we will never let people go until they are clear."

When Song Wen and the little policeman went downstairs, Lu Siyu stood alone on the rooftop. After thinking for a moment, he felt that Song Wen's idea of ​​starting with his mobile phone was right, so he took out his mobile phone and called Boss Cao. telephone.

This phone is lost, and it may be difficult to find it from the police side. If that doesn't work, try another method.

Tonight, how many thieves are there on this street, they should communicate with each other, and the site will be drawn in advance. Boss Cao is known as the thief of the South City, so maybe he has clues at this time.

Boss Cao answered the phone, listened to the situation, and learned the exact time and location of the lost mobile phone. It's been a long time since I've been here... Little brother, aren't you giving me a problem..."

Lu Siyu said coldly, "Boss Cao said if he can get it."

Boss Cao said: "Okay, okay, I'll try it here, you don't want to pursue the children below. 10,000 yuan, one-handed delivery, one-handed delivery, agreed in advance, this money is not to make up for me here. , I have to buy it from there. In fact, even the new ones are sold for more than this price."

Lu Siyu looked at the time. It was after seven o'clock in the evening, and he said again: "The whole machine must be in good condition, and the information inside cannot be missing. Before eight o'clock, after eight o'clock, I will not want it."

Boss Cao had a headache but still said: "I know, I know, I will try my best. If I don't contact you after eight o'clock, it means that I didn't get anything."

After the call here, Lu Siyu strolled around the rooftop again. In another corner of the rooftop, he found a small cigarette butt dropped on the ground. Lu Siyu squatted down, took a physical evidence bag from his pocket, and put the cigarette butt in it.

When he walked outside the private room, Song Wen and Cheng Mo had already come up. Cheng Mo is in his forties and is also the old captain of the city bureau. She is a good teacher who is an example to others and is extremely responsible. Such a person is absolutely impossible to kill. Besides, it is her teacher and her colleague who died. Teacher Cheng was so thin and the deceased was slightly fat. This matter Can't tell..."

Song Wen was on the side and rolled his eyes a little. The truth is right, but in front of him, you want to bend the law for personal gain. Is this not taking him as a detachment leader in your eyes?

Lu Siyu greeted him, his handsome face was expressionless, and he didn't call Cheng team. He completely took Cheng Mo as air and asked Song Wendao directly: "Song team, now, do you start asking one by one?"

Song Wendao: "Let's ask them one by one. Since Team Cheng is also here, let's start with Teacher Tan."