So Tan Shan was the first to be called to the private room next door.

She walked into that private room timidly, feeling completely different from how she usually walked into a student's classroom.

This private room is very large, and it is separated by two rooms from the package where the few of them dined before.

The private room is that kind of suite, and it is the largest one in the entire Mingyue Building. The clerk helped them clean the lounge in it. There were a table and a few chairs in it. Although it was simple, it was temporary enough.

Song Wen and the others tried it just now, and it was as the clerk said, it was very soundproof, and even standing at the door couldn't hear what the people inside were saying.

Zhang Ziqi was in charge of guarding outside, Cheng Mo and Song Wen were sitting on one side of the table, opposite Tan Shan, Lu Siyu was sitting next to Song Wen, and turned on the recorder as a backup for the interrogation process. Then opened the notebook record.

As soon as Tan Shan came in, Cheng Mo said politely, "Aiya, Mr. Tan, it's been a long time. Today's incident is also a coincidence. I heard about the matter here and came here quickly. My condolences..."

Tan Shan saw that her acquaintances relaxed a lot, and said, "Thank you Dad Cheng, Cheng Cheng has been studying hard recently and has made great progress..."

Cheng Mo continued: "Teacher Tan should continue to worry about it. I know that my son is too subjective..."

Seeing that this interrogation was about to turn into a parent-teacher meeting, Song Wen coughed beside him.

Cheng Mo said: "Mr. Tan, don't be nervous, you can say anything. My colleagues and I are here, and we won't wrong a good person."

Tan Shan is still nervous, her face is a little pale, her face is small, her nose and eyes are small and exquisite, she looks obedient and quiet, even if she is a teacher, she lacks a bit of courage, and don't know if she can hold back. Disobedient students in the class.

Tan Shan looked up at Song Wen and then at Lu Siyu. The two policemen had met just now. She twisted her fingers nervously, took a deep breath, and tried to treat today's inquiry as a teacher's interview.

The previous teacher interview was conducted in an activity room of the school, as it is now, with a table in front of it and three unsmiling interviewers sitting across from it.

Nancheng No. 1 Middle School is now a key junior high school in the city. If you want to become a teacher, you need to pass various tests and screenings. Tan Shan is undoubtedly excellent, whether it is the results of the test, the scoring of the open class, the preparation of the courseware, and the writing of the lesson plan. , are the better among the several candidates at that time. It can be said that she has passed five hurdles before reaching the final interview level.

That was three years ago, but now Tan Shan still remembers some of the questions the interviewer asked her. After finishing the professional inquiry, the interviewer suddenly asked her, "Tan Shan, what kind of teacher do you want to be?"

The person facing her was an old woman, her skin was as hard as dried orange peel, and her face was tense from beginning to end, making it impossible to tell whether she was satisfied or dissatisfied.

Tan Shan stabilized her voice and said loudly, "Being a teacher has always been my wish and my career plan, and I have prepared everything for this. I want to be a good teacher. , a good teacher who is loved by students and loved by parents, I will teach students according to their aptitude, teach students everything I know, become their leader, and I will care about their lives..."

Before she could finish her answer, she was interrupted by the interviewer: "I heard that Zhang Dongmei used to be your head teacher."

At that time, Tan Shan was stunned, "Yes."

"How do you rate Teacher Zhang?"

"She... She taught our math scores very well. Teacher Zhang knows the situation of each student very well. She usually works hard and is a little strict. At that time, I was the monitor of the class and the representative of the math class. …”

For some reason, Tan Shan's hands and feet started to get cold, and her face felt a little stiff. She had already prepared for the open class and interview, but she did not expect that the other party would ask this question. She raised her head, her eyes were a little frightened, and her answer was stuttering.

Just when she felt that her answer was not good and she might not pass the interview, the other party spoke again.

The chief officer still held up his glasses with a serious face: "Mr. Zhang was the teacher with the best grades for middle school students in Nancheng in the first few years of the examination. I think her proud disciples must be no worse. I hope that Teacher Tan can bring out the best results. Classes with excellent grades, you are welcome to join us. The Academic Affairs Office will inform you of your arrival time later.”

Tan Shan realized that she passed the interview, she stood up, and felt that her legs were a little numb. She finally got her wish and got the job, but somehow she was not happy at all at the time.

It turned out that all they needed was a teacher like Zhang Dongmei, who was like that a few years ago, and still the same a few years later.

The full expectation was suddenly entangled by confusion and confusion.

She seems to have embarked on an unknown and thorny road...

At this moment, Tan Shan in the private room suddenly remembered those things for some reason. She closed her eyes for a moment, took a deep breath, stabilized her mind, and ended her memories.

Tan Shan looked at the three police officers in front of her and was ready to answer.

Song Wenxian began to ask questions: "I want to ask, who organized this gathering today?"

Tan Shan hesitated for a moment: "It's me." She moved, "National Day holiday, it's ten years since we graduated."

"So, a few other people were notified by you?"

"Yes..." Tan Shan nodded, "We have a group of classmates. I found their contact information from the group and asked them one by one, but the restaurant is set by Qian Shao..."

Lu Siyu recorded and put an asterisk on Qian Jiang's name.

"Have you asked publicly in the group?" Song Wen asked her.

Tan Shan paused and shook her head: "No one in our classmates has spoken for many years, and everyone is chatting privately."

"Then how did you decide on these candidates? Did the contact have a good relationship with you?" Song Wen asked curiously. With so many people in a class, he was a little curious about the screening criteria, and wanted to find some clues or patterns from it.

Tan Shandao: "There are a lot of students in our class who have been admitted to university and went to study abroad. These people tonight, I know their home is still in Nancheng, and they will come back after the holiday. Now, they are all students who have a good relationship with Teacher Zhang and have contacts..."

Song Wen had some doubts about this answer, but Lu Siyu didn't say anything. He listened and wrote quickly in the notebook.

Song Wen continued to ask, "You were the monitor of the class all the time?"

"Yes, ten years ago, Mr. Zhang was our class teacher and taught us mathematics. I was both the class leader and the representative of the mathematics class."

"Then your grades must have been good then?"

"I'll be able to take the top five exams every time... but Zhao Yuliang, who often takes exams is the first few in the class."

For this point, Tan Shan still remembers it vividly. Zhao Yuliang was in front of her at that time, like an insurmountable gap, no matter how hard she tried and how many questions she did, she couldn't surpass him. Even if... Zhao Yuliang changed the table and encountered something in the exam, she still couldn't defeat that opponent.

"How do you evaluate the other people? What impressions do you have?" Song Wen asked her.

"Qian Jiang's family is very rich. He had a birthday when he was in junior high school. He invited our whole class to his villa for dinner. After the meal, he pulled the curtains in the hall and watched the midnight bell."

"Zhao Yuliang, his grades in studies are very good, but since then, his family doesn't seem to care about him. He seems to have learned to smoke since junior high school."

"Meng Tiantian seems to be a tomboy in junior high school with short hair. She studied art after high school and took the art exam."

"When I was in school, the beauty was the class flower. She and her sister were both from our school. Her sister was a year older than her. The two often partnered together and hosted school activities. They are well-known sister flowers in our school."

Tan Shan recalled and commented on several classmates.

"Are you all the students that the teacher likes in the class?" Song Wen continued to ask. Now that Tan Shan said this, the images of those few people seemed to be gradually concreted.

Tan Shan hesitated and said, "Most teachers are students who like to be obedient, have good academic performance, and are good-looking..."

This is a truth, but it reminds Cheng Mo of his son with average academic performance, mediocre appearance and a bit bearish. He said to Song Wen on the side: "Song team, I think it's enough to ask about the basic situation. Let's ask about tonight's affairs."

After inserting this sentence, Cheng Mo took the initiative to ask: "Mr. Tan, what time did you arrive tonight? What happened at night?"

In his view, this is the traditional interrogation, the question that should be asked of the parties.

"In the evening, we made an appointment to meet at 5:30. When Teacher Zhang and I arrived here, everyone else had already taken our seats, and then we exchanged information about where we went and what we did over the years, and then we talked about it. Talking about their situation. Meng Tiantian talked about her filming, Qian Jiang wanted her autograph, Ji Meiyun talked about her wedding preparations, and invited her classmates over. Dr. Zhao Yuliang is about to graduate and is going to teach at Beicheng University. …”

"That's alright." Song Wen interrupted her. Such a description is really not nutritious. The standard is like a student essay, and they have no idea whether what Tan Shan said is true or false. He is more inclined to ask some questions. Details, those details may sound unrelated at first glance, but they are related to the direction of the case, and the lies can be more easily heard.

Song Wen took the initiative to inquire again: "Who bought the cake?"

Tan Shan said, "It's Zhao Yuliang, who should have ordered it from a very good cake shop."

"During the meal, you locked the door for half an hour?"

"The waiter was walking around and it kind of affected our conversation. When the dishes were ready, we closed the door."

"What did you talk about after closing?"

"At that time, everyone's drinking was a bit high." Tan Shan hesitated for a while, raised her head and looked at Song Wen, she said, "We played Truth or Dare..."

Song Wen heard this and said, "Ten years later, you must have reported some information that you didn't dare to say back then?"

Tan Shan's expression showed a hint of nervousness: "I drank a lot just now, but I can't remember exactly." Then she lowered her head, "I remember that Zhao Yuliang drank a lot and said that he liked beauties in the past. ."

"What about the beauty? How did you answer?" Song Wen looked at her with interest.

Ten years later, the classmates get together again, the person who once had a crush on him is right in front of him, and he is about to get married, which is really exciting.

"Beauty ignored him. Qian Jiang joked that at that time, who didn't like beauty. So this topic just passed." Tan Shan lowered her head.

Cheng Mo watched Song Wen gossip again, and continued to pull back the topic: "Then, what did you do?"

Tan Shan said: "Then it's the meal, the cake is divided, and the meal is over after eating. Teacher Zhang has been drinking too much. The beauty and I helped the teacher to the bathroom. Meng Tiantian also drank a little too much, and She was afraid of being seen, so she went to the cubicle inside and dawdled for a while. Then after I finished using the toilet, she said that I had a class tomorrow and I had to go, so I went to get my bag and walked downstairs... That happened."

Song Wen asked, "You came with Teacher Zhang, didn't you wait for her to go back together?"

Tan Shan said: "I thought she was going to catch up with other students, so I didn't wait for her."

Song Wen hummed, turned to see that Lu Siyu had written down a few pages, and said, "Thank you for your cooperation, you can go back first."

When Tan Shan left the seat, Song Wen couldn't bear it anymore, and turned to Cheng Mo and said, "Captain Cheng, I know that Tan Shan is your son's language teacher and class teacher, but Tan Shan has not ruled out the murderer yet. Suspect, tonight's matter is definitely not so simple. She was hiding a little bit, and if you interrupt again, you won't be able to ask anything. "

Although Cheng Mo's position is now one level lower than Song Wen's, he said, "I think this case is quite simple. Teacher Zhang drank a lot of alcohol, so this fall may be an accident. These students are all the proud students of the teacher. , Our people have always respected teachers, why did they kill their teachers? There is no reason to kill, as long as we prove that these people have no motive for killing, the case can be closed as an accident."

Song Wen sighed, he and the old criminal policeman's brain circuits were not on the same channel at all: "We found some problems in our previous inquiries. The classmates in this class have not seen each other for ten years, and they haven't taken a photo. The video, or they filmed it, is not willing to show it to us."

Cheng Mo said, "Maybe they don't like taking pictures? I don't like taking pictures either."

"It's easy to explain if one or two don't like it. It would be a bit strange if all the people didn't take pictures. It would be even more problematic if they said they didn't take pictures and were very resistant to this issue." Song Wen added another example, " Did you see Tan Shan's question just now?"

Cheng Mo nodded: "I heard it, it's all normal descriptions."

"Besides the necessary description, she didn't take the initiative to mention the deceased. In this banquet, the teacher should be the protagonist. Most of what she said was about her classmates. Why did she avoid talking about the teacher's situation?" Song Wen asked Cheng Mo.

In the conversation with Tan Shan just now, Tan Shan mentioned Teacher Zhang only a handful of times. Whether in the past or now, she seems to be avoiding it intentionally or unintentionally.

"Then...a person just died, she always has to avoid it. Teacher Zhang is not only her teacher, but also her colleague, she should also feel uncomfortable. Besides, her answer is not all of Song Team, you are here. Do you want to ask?" Cheng Mo said and looked at Song Wen, then he seemed to remember Song Wen's promotion, and quickly stepped back, "Okay, Captain Song, I just think based on what I know about Teacher Tan, I think This teacher who is a good example is not like a murderer. Of course, this is my subjective assumption. I know that my judgment should not be used as the criterion for deciding cases. Among these people, I also know Teacher Tan, and I don't know the others. , next time you are the presiding judge, I will not ask questions."

Sure enough, he was an old fox in the workplace. He was obviously the one who messed up the situation, but when he looked back, he seemed to have voluntarily backed down, and he said all good and bad things... Cheng Mo is in his 20s and Song Wen is an old policeman in this city bureau. The captain doesn't usually like to interact with the other two teams. Facing such a subordinate who is so much older than him, Song Wen really can't say anything.

Lu Siyu sat in the back and listened to them silently and expressionlessly. Hearing this, his cell phone buzzed, and Lu Siyu hurriedly picked it up. The other party was a young voice: "Mr. Lu, right? The takeaway from Boss Cao has arrived. Please go downstairs and receive the goods."

Lu Siyu hung up the phone and checked the time. It was only 7:50, ten minutes earlier than he expected. They only asked one person. Boss Cao's efficiency is really good.

Lu Siyu put the record book on the table, got up and said to Song Wen, "I'll go downstairs to get a takeaway."

Song Wen was startled: "Ah? You've only been here for a while. You can't feed you dinner and popcorn. What did you buy?" I'll go with you."

Song Wen took two steps and turned around and said, "Cheng team, you can wait if you want, or you can try it first."

Cheng Mo couldn't figure out what the two were doing, and couldn't understand what they were saying, so he watched the two go out. Looking at the backs of the two of them, he sighed, as if he felt that the young people today were not paying attention, so he just walked away after half the question.

In the corridor of the hotel, Song Wen took a few steps to catch up with Lu Siyu. Lu Siyu turned around and saw Song Wen, and asked, "Why did you come out too?"

"Let Team Cheng wait." Song Wen and Lu Siyu went down, "What did you buy?"

Lu Siyu blinked and said, "I bought a mobile phone..."

Song Wen immediately understood: "You didn't find Qian Jiang's mobile phone, did you?"

Lu Siyu said, "Maybe."

"Okay, I have some skills, where did you find it?" Song Wen asked curiously.

"From... thieves..." Lu Siyu didn't shy away from him, but he didn't elaborate. The official said that he couldn't get through, so he had to think of other methods.

Song Wen: "..." He was silent for a moment and said, "The stolen goods can't be used as evidence."

Lu Siyu said: "Of course the report can't be written like this. We just went downstairs to get takeout and picked up a mobile phone on the way."

Song Wen: "That's good, I won't be afraid of losing my phone in the future..."

After the two of them went downstairs, there was a child who looked like a teenager waiting downstairs. Seeing the two of them come out, they went up to meet them: "Is that Mr. Lu?"

Lu Siyu nodded, the child took out a payment code and asked Lu Siyu to scan the code to pay, and then plugged a mobile phone into him: "The password of the mobile phone is 000630, Boss Cao took care of it, this news will be sent to you for free. already."

Lu Siyu took the mobile phone and entered the password that the boy said, then swiped, and turned on the phone, looking through WeChat and records, it was Qian Jiang's mobile phone. Looking up again, the boy had already merged into the crowd, and he didn't know where he went.

Song Wen watched in shock: "Our technical investigation department doesn't have this speed of deciphering, right?"

Lu Siyu nodded: "The latest model, they'll probably be able to toss for half a month." As he spoke, he opened the photo album on his mobile phone, and there were a few small videos in it, which were shot tonight.

"They really did shoot something?" Song Wen leaned forward.

Lu Siyu nodded and pressed the play button.

Before seeing this video, they never thought that the content of this video would be like this. After watching the video for just a few minutes, Lu Siyu and Song Wen were silent for a while. Those three short videos actually made them chill.

The teacher and the student met ten years apart, sharing the same room, drinks, cakes, and exquisite meals. Under the surface of calm, this fact is actually concealed...

Reminiscent of the question just now, Song Wen raised his eyebrows slightly, facing the night wind, squinting to look at the crowded pedestrian street, and said softly: "Interesting..."