Chapter 101 Verhovinsky (11)

"Xia Xiaonan? I glanced at her just now, but she hasn't woken up yet." The detective who was staring at the hospital had just finished eating and walked to the inpatient department calmly, "What's the matter, boss? I didn't say a few days, wait. Is this child in good spirits, ask again?"

There was a high-pitched car whistle on the phone, and Luo Wenzhou quickly said, "Xia Xiaonan is not a witness, she is one of the suspects, keep an eye on me!"

"Ah? Who? You say Xia Xiaonan is..."

The detective who pushed open the door of the ward stopped abruptly.

Luo Wenzhou's heart sank.

"Boss, Xia Xiaonan is gone!"

Luo Wenzhou stepped on the accelerator with one foot.

"Xia Xiaonan is from the city, her father's name is Xia Fei, and she has lung cancer. She has never been able to go out to find a serious job. She used to do odd jobs at the canteen, but she disappeared a few years ago. Her mother takes care of the sick and the family all year round. Depressed, I couldn't think about it for a while, jumped off the building and died." Fei Du turned on the speakerphone, Tao Ran's voice came through the signal, "This girl has been evaluated as 'sensible' and 'introverted' since she was a child, and her academic performance She has always been very stable, she is the kind of girl who has to go to school even when she is sick and wear school uniforms during holidays. For such children, studying and going to a good university is the only way to change their fate.”

"Does her family and the 327 case have anything to do with Lu Guosheng?"

"No, it's just ordinary people. There is nothing special about their family except that they are a bit miserable. Three generations of grandparents and grandchildren have never been to Lianhua Mountain, and they don't even have relatives there. I can't think of how she knew Lu Guosheng. I can't think of any deep hatred between her and Feng Bin, as for killing people and dividing their bodies."

After Luo Wenzhou had finished dispatching troops, he hung up the phone on the other end and turned to Fei Du: "You mentioned the 'campus bào force', is it possible that Feng Bin bullied her, so she did everything possible to get revenge?"

"Have you done handwriting appraisal on Feng Bin's letter? If you can confirm that the letter was written by him, then it shouldn't be. That letter is not in the tone of the perpetrator." Fei Du said, "Besides, Xia Xiaonan was not frightened. Is God a little out of order? If it's fake, the acting is too good."

Fei Du was probably used to being a boss and had a deep understanding of what sentence patterns he liked when he was a boss—he seldom suggested some messy things that might disrupt other people’s thinking. , very happy.

Luo Wenzhou glanced at him in the rearview mirror, and said to Tao Ran, "Contact their head teacher, as well as those students who have left, and ask the guardian's permission to talk to each other - we'll be at the hospital right away."

"Well," Tao Ran responded, then hesitated for a moment, and then asked Fei Du, "What is the tone of the perpetrator?"

Fei Du leaned on the co-pilot very relaxed with his body language. The lights that passed along the way swept across his face, either brightly or darkly. The scent of chestnuts that could not be covered was tangy, dipping into the wool coat. jiāo wrapped in fibers.

"Even if the perpetrators grow up, learn to be 'politically correct' and start to worry about their children being bullied, they follow the mainstream opinions of the society and denounce the 'campus bào force', but when they recall what they did when they were young , there will still be a sense of show between the lines. Because the subconscious does not think that this is harm, but an achievement - the so-called campus bào power, in the final analysis, is the order of power within the group."

Unless one day encounters exactly the same situation.

"But the teachers and parents were all there just now, and they were at the Public Security Bureau," Tao Ran said. "If they were really bullied, why didn't the children tell us?"

Fei Du laughed: "Brother Tao Ran, a closed boarding school can form its own ecological environment, and has formed its own rules and 'laws'. What you think of the laws of nature may be unbelievable in the eyes of others. - For example, if you tell the ancients two thousand years ago that we actually live on a ball, will anyone believe you?"

When Luo Wenzhou turned the steering wheel, the hospital was already in sight.

Previously, they thought that Xia Xiaonan was a surviving witness, so they didn't send too many people to watch her. They were just afraid that she would not be taken care of, so they left someone to accompany her in the hospital. A group of people from the city bureau came here one after another, and the police car filled the already crowded parking lot even more.

"Her grandpa was with her, so I went out to have dinner," the detective who was ordered to stare at the hospital looked annoyed, "the old man in the middle went to the toilet, he was not very convenient, it took about ten minutes, she just went to the toilet. Run away from here."

In order to allow patients to have a place to move around, the inpatient department specially opened a small garden, which was closed. The surveillance camera in the corridor caught Xia Xiaonan slipping out of the ward without a sound. She walked through the small garden and turned over the stone wall. don't know where to go.

Xia Xiaonan's grandfather was sweating on his forehead, holding the wheelchair shiveringly, and he didn't know what to say in his mouth. Seeing that no one could understand, he shouted in a hurry, like a low-level weirdo who strayed into the world. , ugly and helpless.

A criminal policeman was about to step forward when Luo Wenzhou stopped him: "Wait, don't tell him yet."

He walked over to the old man, and the old man broke free from the wheelchair and staggered towards him, screaming out a long speech, seeing Luo Wenzhou not answering, he finally realized that he was half dumb, and no one else did. He understood what he was saying, so he dazedly grabbed the corner of Luo Wenzhou's clothes, shut his mouth at a loss, and burst into tears.

Luo Wenzhou patted his hand: "Master, where does Xiaonan usually go besides school?"

The old man moved his stiff tongue and dragged out a long voice from his throat: "...home."

"Just go home? Does she never go out to play? Do you have any friends who visit often?"

Hearing this, the old man suddenly became sad. Without warning, he opened his big mouth with missing teeth and burst into tears.

The coldest frost of the year quietly fell, covering the longest night of the year.

It's like it's snowing.

Luo Wenzhou brought Xia Xiaonan's grandfather home, obtained the consent of the old man, and entered Xia Xiaonan's room—it was said to be a room, but in fact it was just a small space separated, just enough for the next room. There is no door, and a curtain hangs down to cover it. The "chuáng head cabinet" is an abandoned old fèng sewing machine with a cheap pink plastic pen on it. It is the only thing in the whole room that is a little girlish. There are no extra cupboards. Her few old clothes are hanging around her head, covered with a white sheet, and there are books under her bed, most of them are textbooks and exercise books, not even used in elementary school. Willing to throw.

Fei Du bent down, picked up an exercise book, and flipped through it. He saw that all the blank spaces on it were filled with notes, and the handwriting was beautiful and clean. In some places, he couldn't write down, and he even pasted layers of paper with small pieces of paper. , an exercise book of more than 200 pages was made as thick as a modern Chinese dictionary by her.

He scanned Xia Xiaonan's notes with one glance and ten lines. He could clearly feel that the child's logic was not very clear. She had to make a lot of analysis notes for a slightly difficult topic. The achievements are the result of time and effort.

Luo Wenzhou: "How is it?"

"Tao Ran is right," Fei Du closed the exercise book. "This is a girl who goes to school while sick and wears a school uniform during holidays. If Feng Bin's murder has something to do with her, it is likely that she was coerced."

"If she was being coerced, where would she be going now? She's not at home, not in the hospital, and I've also found someone to watch over at the school. There's no movement for now. This Xia Xiaonan usually doesn't have any friends to talk to..." Luo Wenzhou paused, "Is it possible for her to find the person who coerced her?"

"Have you found Gān, will you settle the account with him? Should you beat that person or arrest him?" Fei Du glanced at him helplessly, "Senior brother, if her way of thinking was the same as yours, she would have dominated the school long ago. Who dares to coerce her?"

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

Fei Du's tongue may have become stubborn. When he didn't deal with him in the past, even if he agreed with his opinion, he would agree with him sneeringly. Now that Mao Shun came over, even if he disagreed, he would be able to refute it in a comfortable way.

Luo Wenzhou's tone involuntarily softened: "Then where else can she go?"

Fei Du didn't reply immediately, his eyes wandered for a moment in Xia Xiaonan's snail-shell-like hut, and found a stain on the tablecloth spread on the sewing machine, which looked like someone had been rubbing it with his hands for many years. Fei Du pressed it. That smudge, lift off a corner of the tablecloth—that's where the sewing box is.

Inside the sewing box was a small five-inch photo frame. Inside was a family photo from the past. The background paper of the photo frame read: "For my daughter Xiaonan." A bit like.

"Yeah...it's tee—ah, mom. (It was given by her mom)" A whimpering voice came from behind, Xia Xiaonan's grandfather came to the door at some point and looked at them eagerly.

At this time, the photo slipped from the disassembled frame, and behind it was a letter, which was a suicide note from Xia Xiaonan before her mother committed suicide.

Fei Du slowly raised his head: "Tao Ran said that her mother jumped to her death, where did she jump from?"

Luo Wenzhou was taken aback.

The siren roared past, leaving a trail of red and blue afterimages on the winding road.

"Xia Xiaonan's mother's name is Sun Jing. She worked as a janitor in a junior high school before her death. She jumped from the school's administrative building. The address has been sent to you," Tao Ran said quickly, "The fire and ambulance will be in place soon!"

"Forty-three Middle School," Fei Du looked at the brief description Tao Ran sent in the car, "Xia Xiaonan's alma mater, when her mother jumped off the building, Xia Xiaonan was in the self-study class—they can see their classroom from the administrative building, she Maybe to get one last look at her daughter."

"Her mother was relieved. She left her family behind and jumped off the building in front of the child. Wouldn't Xia Xiaonan hold her grudges? Why do you think she might follow her?"

"It's normal, a person tends to become the person he hates the most," Fei Du shrugged. "The more taboo you are, the more attractive you are when you have no other way out, for example..."

Before he could finish speaking, Luo Wenzhou suddenly grabbed his hand.